Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3850 Previous Life【Fan】

  Rong Mo first saw Rong Bai when he was four years old.

  She is so beautiful.

  This was the first time Rong Mo saw Rong Bai, the only thought in his heart.

  The little girl is immature and immature, but she is very expensive.

  That is another world beyond his reach.

  She stretched out her hand to him.

   smiled and asked, "Would you like to be my brother?"

   So Rong Mo stretched out his hand.

  Fortunately, he was chosen by her from more than 30 children in the orphanage, and he became the adopted son of the Kyoto Yong family.

  He was not originally called Rong Mo, but she gave him the name.

   "Since you are so uneasy, I will call you Rongmo." The person in the memory smiled like a flower, at a young age, and gentle and elegant for the first time: "Silent silence, no refutation is allowed."

  After she finished speaking, she asked him: "Do you like it?"

   Before Rong Mo had time to respond, he heard the other person say: "The name I gave you, if you don't like it, you must like it."

  He thought,

like.

   But she didn't say anything, and swallowed between her lips and teeth several times.

  When he first arrived at Rong’s house, Rong Mo looked up at the magnificent villa. He had never seen such a magnificent house. He didn't even dare to appear in a dream, but now it has become a reality, trance and incredible.

  He is embarrassed, he is in a state of anxiety, for fear of saying a word or doing something wrong.

  Even in the first few days, he dared not close his eyes when he went to bed at night, for fear that he would return to the orphanage after falling asleep, and he still had nothing.

  I fell asleep after turning his eyes red. The moment he woke up, he was greeted with a great panic.

  This panic didn't gradually dissipate until he opened his eyes every time he woke up and saw a familiar room.

  Rongmo has a solitary and gloomy character. When he was in the orphanage, he was also excluded by other children. He had no friends until he met Rong Bai.

  Later, he slowly learned how to talk, how to laugh, and how to live longer in Rong’s house.

   But no matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to climb shoulder to shoulder with Rong Bai.

  Insulting or mocking, contempt or trampling, Rong Mo didn't care. At first, he just wanted to catch Rong Bai, but later...he wanted to be a master, he could no longer bear and be humble.

  The exquisite and empty big house, power and status, like a lock, firmly locked Rong Mo day and night.

  Rong Liyu is often absent. Apart from the servants, there are only two of them in the Rong family.

  So in the long years, from childhood to adolescence, and then to the last moment of death.

  Rong Mo remembered that person.

   is in the bones.

   can be a long time.

  The two generations are human,

  He won once,

   Lost once.

  Alright.

  They have a tie.

Life in the prison was boring, pale and feeble. Rong Mo could not count the number of beating injuries on his body, and he could not imagine how many new injuries would be added tomorrow. He worked hard to cooperate and actively reformed, even if those in the prison saw him no longer pleasing to his eyes, even if He was beaten up and bloodied, he just wanted to go out one day earlier, he still wanted to see her.

  Twelve years of prison.

  Rongmo replaced half-life with ten years.

  The night before he was released from prison, he had that dream again.

  He dreamed of the last life.

  I dreamed of the cold rain.

   dreamed of an explosion at a cross street.

  He put the bomb on by himself.

  Since I can’t catch it no matter how hard I try, I’ll just ruin it.

   does not belong to him, nor does it belong to anyone.

  Rong Mo was holding an umbrella, standing not far from the street, watching the explosion with his own eyes, watching the person being swallowed by the heat wave, and watching Rong Bai's body torn to pieces.

  His sister.

   is wrong.

  He will no longer have a sister.

  He stepped forward.

  He knelt beside her body.

  Rongmo slowly bent down, as if he was broken by life in one breath, bent inch by inch, his forehead pressed against the ground, he picked up the burnt black ring that fell on the ground.

  He is smiling.

  The smile on his face is getting bigger and bigger.

  Rongmo squeezed the ring tightly and pressed it to the position of his heart, which was the place closest to the heart.

  He smiled and smiled, but found that his fingers were wet and cool.

  He was surprised to find out.

  I don’t know when, he has burst into tears.

  Rongmo panicked and hurriedly wanted to wipe away the tears, but she shed more and more, unable to control it, like the instinct of the body, and the sorrow in the heart.

  Why cry?

  He should laugh!

  Laugh! !

  Rongmo's hysterical cry in his heart, his whole body trembling horribly, and he could no longer distinguish the original shape of the deformed ring tightly holding his heart.

  The whole city is shrouded in smoke and rain.

  Heavy rain pattered on his heart, and the gust of wind whizzed by. When he came, he was full of momentum and chaos when he left. Nothing was left to him, and it was all bad.

  His face.

  Can’t tell the difference between rain and tears.

  Like crying and laughing, on the contrary, it becomes more and more distorted and crazy.

  He knelt for a long, long time, until the siren sounded, he staggered to his feet.

  He thought calmly,

  Today’s rain is really heavy.

After Rong Bai's death, all obstacles were removed. For a time, he was infinitely beautiful, and finally he didn't have to greet him or humbly please.

  He was drunk and went back to the empty room alone, looked at the only photo of the two of them, looked for a long time, and threw it in the trash can.

Later, when he woke up from the wine, he flipped the photo out of the trash can frantically, held tightly in his arms, hidden in the collar of a scorched ring on his neck, and he let out a low voice from his throat. The hoarse wailing, crying so much that he can't make a sound.

  He was obviously awake, but he was more like a drunk person.

  There is no rain today, the weather is fine, and everything is happy.

  He finally couldn't deceive himself.

  He has deceived too many people and used too many people in his life.

  Finally got retribution.

  Success for yourself.

Rong Mo woke up from his dream, suddenly sat up, and found himself still in the prison cell, his face was wet, and the people sleeping in the lower bunk cursed and spoke vulgarly, but he had no time to estimate. He tremblingly stretched out his hand and touched his fingertips. It was cool, and he received a tear.

  Rongmo arched his back, crying silently on the last night of prison.

late.

too late.

  Fortunately...she is still alive.

  Just stay alive.

  Rongmo was crying and laughing, his expression was weird, he knew that he must be ugly now without looking in the mirror.

  A ridiculous comedy. The clown’s face is full of colors and a ridiculous mask is smeared. Everyone is amused by him, and no one can see him crying.

elder sister……

  Sister...

  He groaned in his chest, and his hysterical roar eventually choked on his throat, dripping with blood.

  If you can do it again,

  In that cold and small orphanage,

  In the visible world.

  He never wanted to meet Rong Bai again.

  How greedy people are, and if they have a little bit, they want to have more.

  Is something that doesn't belong to you, it will never belong to you.

  In a trance, the gentle and polite voice sounded in his ears again.

  "Would you like to be my brother?"

"Do not."

  He saw the hand reaching out to him.

  He raised his hand, then retracted it again.

  Rong Mo heard his answer.

  His life was embarrassing and ridiculous.

He can't describe his feelings for Rong Bai, in every sister, in every smile, twisted and deteriorated day and night, like fallen leaves buried in the ground, the most shameless woodlouse in the dark. .

  As the name she gave him.

  In the end, everything fell into silence.

  No sound.

  Don't see the sun.

  (End of this chapter)