When the blood race wears Omega

Yin Ran leaned against the wall and slid down slowly.

The messy hair blocked his long and narrow eyes, and also covered his dripping sweat.

The chill came from the dry and cold wall behind him, and penetrated into his bones.

The memory fragments struggling in his mind are still haunting, eager to stitch the two memories into one.

Yin Ran was torn apart by the sense of disobedience, and the memories mixed with emotional fragments were like tiny thin blades, continuously spiraling into the bottom of Yin Ran's heart, causing a burst of blood in his heart.

That kind of urgency soon brought bad results, and Yin Ran, whose brain was overloaded, passed out directly.

Half asleep and half awake, Yin Ran saw the past time between him and Jin Xingzhi.

He watched Jin Xingzhi's care and exhortations to him, and saw that every time he gave him feedback, he was disgusted.

As a result, the eagerness in Jin Xingzhi's eyes quickly cooled down.

Caring turned into indifference, indifference turned into boredom, and in the end, Jin Xingzhi didn't even want to look at him more.

Yin Ran's heart shuddered, her voice was pressed against her throat, but she couldn't say a word.

"Dong dong dong." Outside the dream, the sound of knocking on the door came along the wall, trying to wake Yin Ran up.

At the end of the lucid dream, there is Jin Xingzhi's extremely cold eyes.

"Are you asleep?"

At the door, Jin Xingzhi's voice came again, bringing Yin Ran back to reality.

A subtle sound told Yin Ran that Jin Xingzhi was about to push the door open and enter.

He held onto the wall with one hand and used his strength to prop himself up from the floor.

Although the headache still persists, it can barely support it.

Jin Xingzhi pushed the door and entered, and walked towards the bed.He turned his head suddenly, worry flashing across his eyes.

Yin Ran stared into his eyes.

Those slightly aggressive eyes were filled with a gentle look at the moment, like a turbulent river traveling to a gentle area, trying to convey tenderness to the embankment.

Jin Xingzhi came over and took Yin Ran's hand.

Yin Ran said abruptly, "Did you hate me very much before?"

The strength that fell on Yin Ran's hand was a little weaker.

"You've been in the house for a while, and your brain is suffocated? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yin Ran pretended to be calm and smiled lightly.

Jin Xingzhi vaguely felt that something was wrong with Yin Ran, so he patted his back and took his hand: "If it hurts, keep holding my hand. Pheromone will make you feel better. I'll take you to the doctor after dinner. In the afternoon, I will accompany you to an audition. Whether you want to accept this scene or not, Director Qu will always give you face."

The pheromone was transmitted along the palm, tightly wrapped around Yin Ran's fingertips, with endless affection.

"I really don't need to look at my injuries."

It was not until Jin Xingzhi pulled her into her room that Yin Ran finally spoke.

He was pressed by Jin Xingzhi on a seat tied with several layers of cushions, and then another displeased voice came from above his head: "Why didn't you go again?"

Yin Ran said frankly, "I don't want the injury to heal so quickly."

When the injury is healed, it will give him the illusion that nothing happened.

Those intimate contacts will be turned into dreams.Those love words that are shared between ears and temples will also retreat to the original indifference.

Hearing Yin Ran's words, Jin Xingzhi was startled, and the twelve sabers used when the forbidden technique was implemented suddenly flashed in his mind.

He took a half step back in displeasure, put his hands on the lunch box, and retreated: "Okay, don't go to see it. But you have to ask me to give you medicine every day. As long as the wound doesn't get worse, I won't force you to see a doctor. "

After a long while, Yin Ran replied lightly, "Okay", which was so light that it quickly melted into the air and disappeared.

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After noon, the sky suddenly turned gloomy, and the heavy color was low and low, making people a little breathless.

After greeting Sister Hu, Jin Xingzhi took Yin Ran to Director Qu's place.

During the one-hour drive, Yin Ran was taking a nap, and Jin Xingzhi thought he was too tired, so he stopped halfway to put some clothes on him, and then continued on his way.

When he was about to arrive, Jin Xingzhi woke Yin Ran up to prevent him from getting out of the car as soon as he woke up and causing further illness.

In fact, Yin Ran didn't sleep all the time, he just didn't know which identity to use to face Jin Xingzhi.

The constant headaches tormented him prevented him from concentrating.

He followed Jin Xingzhi to see Director Qu again, and only smiled and nodded in agreement.

A moment later, a script was stuffed into Yin Ran's hand, and Director Qu was no longer in the room where he and Jin Xingzhi were.

"I roughly showed you this scene. The villain you played made up for the heroine during the year when she lost her memory, and the people she trusted did something wrong to her, and then tricked the heroine into committing a crime. Qu The guide will come back in half an hour, you have to hurry up and get familiar with it."

After finishing speaking, Jin Xingzhi glanced at Yin Ran, vaguely feeling that his thoughts were still wandering.

He walked around to the front of Yin Ran and asked, "Is there something uncomfortable in your body? I don't think you are in a good condition."

Yin Ran shook her head: "Fortunately, it's just a little tired."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Jin Xingzhi with crooked eyebrows and a smile, and opened the script.

The densely packed words passed before his eyes twice, but there was no way to leave a trace in his chaotic brain.

After 15 minutes, Jin Xingzhi clicked on the script in his hand, and asked, "Are you familiar with it? You don't need to memorize the lines very accurately. Director Qu is more interested in the feelings the actors give him."

Yin Ran let out an "um" and raised her long eyelashes slightly.He avoided Jin Xingzhi's gaze, and set his eyes on Jin Xingzhi's folded hands: "Do you want me to play this role?"

"It's your choice whether to act or not. No one can force you, but at least don't let Director Qu feel that you are dealing with him."

Yin Ran raised his eyes a little higher, but still did not meet Jin Xingzhi: "If I..."

If I listen to you, can you stop hating the old me?

Yin Ran didn't say it, and didn't want to ask that sentence.

Like a cat in a box, you never know if it is alive or dead unless you peek into it.

Even if you never know Jin Xingzhi's thoughts, it's still better than being rejected face to face.

He forcibly concentrated his slack spirit, exhausted his energy and got up, and said to Jin Xingzhi: "I want to hear you read it again."

Jin Xingzhi pursed his lips slightly, took the script in his hand, and called his name.

Yin Ran raised his head in response.

At that moment, Jin Xingzhi grasped a kind of helplessness and fragility in his eyes, like a glazed cup hanging in the air, precarious.

He raised his hand and took Yin Ran's arm to the area behind him.

Jin Xingzhi said warmly: "I don't know what's wrong with you. If you just don't want to act, I'll take you away right away. There are still 10 minutes before he comes back. Even if you leave, you won't be troubled by being bumped into."

Jin Xingzhi's embrace was firm and warm, like a rope in a raging river, allowing the drowning person to grasp a glimmer of life.

"Yin Ran, I will bear all the consequences. I just want to know what you are thinking."