"Do you have anything else to say?" After all the evidence pointed at Rong Mo, the police asked coldly.

"There is nothing to say." Rong Mo said calmly.

The attitude is weird and plain.

After the verdict was concluded, Rong Mo only made one request.

He wants to see Rong Bai.

It was an afternoon in late autumn.

The cold wind blows the fallen leaves.

Rong Bai went to the appointment as scheduled.

Through the transparent glass, Rong Mo saw the people outside, as calm and elegant as ever, never changing, never.

"Sister." Rong Mo bent his eyes. Even at this time, he still smiled cleanly and called out softly with the phone.

"Yeah." Ranbai responded gently.

"Did you have that dream too?" This was the only question Rong Mo asked. He put his fingertips on the glass window, as if he could touch the person opposite him in this way.

What I encountered was a cold hand.

After all, he is from another world.

He will never be able to catch her.

"That's right." Ranbai's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and he admitted calmly, his voice lingering with a low tenderness: "Be careful inside and come out early."

Rong Mo laughed softly, even his shoulders trembling, and later it turned into a slight trembling all over his body. He didn't know what he was laughing at.

"Sister is really..." He thought for a long time, "concerned about me as always."

"After all, I'm the only brother like you." Ranbai smiled slightly, "Are you right, Amo?"

Rong Mo stopped talking and looked at her quietly, as if he felt that such a distance was too far. He got closer, and he put his forehead on the glass window childishly and ridiculously. His dark eyes reflected his white eyebrows and eyes, and he looked at her for a long time without saying a word.

"My sister's eyes are so beautiful."

He said.

"If you are praising me, thank you." Ranbai's voice was so light that he could not hear any special emotions, even if the person in front of him had been her younger brother after two lives.

Rong Moan looked at her quietly.

No one spoke.

Maybe there is nothing to say.

Maybe there are too many words that cannot be said, and silence can only be used to represent everything.

After the visit, Ranbai stopped looking at him. Feng Qingyun stood up and left, with his back as gentle as jade.

No look.

Rong Mo's fingers hanging beside him tightly, and he stretched out a terrifying paleness, and he couldn't help but tremble. He pressed his entire face against the glass window, almost squeezing until it was deformed, unable to see what he used to be, as if he wanted to catch something.

He was laughing, but tears came out.

In the end, both hands were empty.

There is nothing.

He was laughing, but tears came out.

My sister's eyes are so beautiful.

There will never be me.

…

Outside the prison,

The girl stood quietly on the road, wearing a beige hat, which almost covered most of her face. When she saw the dyed white, she smiled at her, sweet, soft and cute.

"Miss Rong." Xitong said with a smile: "I'll say goodbye to you."

"Old friends are gone, find new friends?" The breeze blew the long hair, dyed white and narrowed his eyes, and joked.

"It can be said that." Xitong tilted her head, and the agility and innocence that the small movements inadvertently showed made her look too harmless. "I'm going abroad. Congratulations to me on meeting a more interesting person, Miss Rong."

"Congratulations."

"Um?"

"Congratulations in advance, a pleasant trip." Ranbai said, the light was shallow.

"Thank you." Xitong thanked politely, with bright starry eyes, "See you next time."

Rong Liyu went crazy, Rong Mo left, and the illegitimate children each took their own property and disappeared. In the huge Rong family, Ranbai was the only one left.

Aunt Liu was also watching Rong Mo grow up. Seeing that he grew up from the cramped child who couldn't even speak, she could not believe that Rong Mo would do such a thing.

"Miss, Xiao Mo's room..."

"Save it."

"good."

"Are you sad?" Ranbai returned to the room alone and locked the door. The angel jumped off the girl's shoulder and turned into a boy's appearance. His silver hair and silver eyes were as pure as snow, and he asked softly.

"Why do you ask this?" Ranbai smiled faintly, as if she was laughing all the time, joy or sadness, and it didn't matter. She sometimes even cheated herself after wearing her face for a long time.

"I can feel that you are not happy." The boy's long eyelashes drooped, the color of ice silver was clean and holy, and even his breath was consistent. He was a little confused and his voice was soft and nice.

"There is nothing to be happy with, and nothing to be sad about." Ranbai hugged him, and his tone was gentle and casual: "Why don't you please make me happy?"

The angel's earlobe was slightly red and a little embarrassed, but he still hugged Ranbai back and said softly in her ear, as if the sunrise at dawn and the moonlight at night: "I will always be with you."

"Is this a pleasure?" Ranbai raised his hand and loosened the collar. When the angel saw it, he unbuttoned the silver collar pin that was blocked on the collar for her. The refracted luster was cold and shiny, and the rules were incredible. He could never make any mistakes. Ranbai lowered his eyes and looked at the boy's movements indifferently. She pressed her hand against the boy's waist, murmured in his ear, and bit his ear ambiguously: "What should I do? I'm a little greedy."

The angel's slender eyelashes trembled, and the earlobes as thin as cicada's wings were slim and slim.

"Kiss me." Ranbai smiled slightly and leaned back.

A low voice, a commanding tone.

Like the deadliest temptation, bewitching the gods.

The angel raised his eyebrows slightly, and his beautiful silver eyes seemed like a deep ice lake, pure and shimmering. He looked at the person in front of him, and after a moment of silence, he leaned over and kissed his thin and soft lips on his thin white lips.

"So good." Ranbai sighed in a low voice, deepening the kiss.

She couldn't help bullying the angel, and then she smiled and asked in a low voice: "Why are you so kind to me?"

The boy was obviously stunned for a moment. He frowned slightly, raised his hand to cover his red ears, and silently quieted for a while before he stammeringly said softly: "He, what he told you."

"I want to hear you now."

The angel blushed and didn't speak.

"I'm so sad. Is the baby unwilling to satisfy me even if he says a word?" Ranbai sighed and said warmly in the angel's ear.

“My data tells me.”

"I like you."

After Ranbai finished saying that, he wanted to entangle the angel more and say he liked him, but he didn't expect that this sentence was much more straightforward than she thought.

Even Ranbai paused for a moment.

The angel is thin-skinned and never takes the initiative. After saying these two sentences, he almost buried his face and did not let people see it.

"What a coincidence." Ranbai raised his chin, forced the angel to look at him, and said slowly: "Although I don't have data, I like you very much."

The angel's eyebrows and eyes were wide open, and his smile was shallow. The snow-white and grand wings spread out from behind him, clean and soft, flowing with a holy halo, gently surrounding the dye-white.

He kissed her with his wings.

In the moonlight.

After a while,

The originally pure and snow-white wings gradually turned into bizarre and gorgeous bat wings. Although they had no feathers, the black and red patterns were another thrilling beauty, and they arrogantly hugged Ranbai.

"Hey, you haven't said it yet-" Before he could finish his laziness and unhappy voice, he was interrupted by a warm voice, and the ending sound was low and affectionate.

"I like you very much." She smiled: "Are you satisfied?"

"I want to listen a hundred times." The devil said lazily and arrogantly, thinking about it and correcting it again: "A thousand times."

"Let's listen for a lifetime." Ranbai said.
Chapter completed!