In the middle of the alley, Hai Jing really didn't want Mo Ya to be clingy anymore, so he simply stepped forward, pulled her up and pushed her out: "Let's go, let's go. Let me handle this place. I'll give you a scene every five minutes." Are the photos OK?”
Moya frowned: "I think I've almost convinced him."
"That must be your imagination."
The two were arguing when a car rang at the alley and someone got out of the car. At first they thought it was a social welfare agency that had arrived, but when the light from the streetlight fell on the face of the visitor, Moya was inevitably surprised:
"Ronan? What are you doing here?"
"I saw your... nanny car when I was passing by."
The reasons Ronan spouted out were full of flaws, but he was in no mood to weave more complete lies now, and looked directly over Moya's shoulder. From this angle, only Ink's wings can be seen flapping from time to time.
The fact that the ink is here is actually Ronan's arrangement.
Because Moya was running around here and there, it was really not suitable for him to have a large number of security personnel. In order to ensure her safety, after Ronan completed the security mission of the three gates, he sent the free ink to Moya and followed her around the clock. If there was any accident, he could intervene through the closed system.
But Ronan never expected that such an arrangement would actually attract Ruiwen.
Ronan walked forward quickly, and his reason kept reminding him to cover up and not let Moya see any flaws. But as the area covered by his sight extended, he saw the thin and gloomy little girl in the corner, with almost no female features, sitting under the pile of debris covered with snow powder; he saw the human figure and other distorted shadows covering it, but The girl was silent, with only crows in her eyes...
Raven is completely out of the same dimension as everyone else. She doesn't care about others, and no one really understands her.
Seeing this scene, Ronan's heart froze slightly. The sentences in the ancient Chinese literature he had learned, such as "lonely and shadowy," suddenly became concrete and turned into a surging black tide, flooding his heart.
Okay, maybe Raven doesn't need to be pitied, but the feeling in Ronan's heart still lingers and will never dissipate.
Qin Yikun walked quickly past him, while Mo Ya and Hai Jing said something to him. Ronan was aware of these situations, but did not react appropriately because his emotions were rising and falling like a tide, and the speed of his brain was also affected.
Ronan himself didn't understand why the emotions in his heart were so intense. He couldn't solve this doubt for a while, so he just passed by Moya and went to the edge of the debris pile to face Ruiwen.
Then he saw the girl sitting on her knees casually, holding ink in one hand, and her lips seemed to have a slight curve.
The next moment, Ronan knelt down in front of the girl. He wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.
Strictly speaking, this was the first official meeting between him and Ruiwen. Previously their communication was either through ink or through a closed system.
Raven also sensed it, and her eyes moved away from the ink for the first time and fell on Ronan's face. There was no change in his expression, only his eyes were bright.
"Raised your head?" Someone asked in surprise.
Then, Moya's voice also sounded: "He reacted to you! Sure enough, he is better than his peers?"
Ronan didn't say anything, but he had a clear understanding in his heart.
Forgive him for overstepping his role and considering it from Raven's point of view - no matter what the nature is, at this stage, he may really be Raven's only coordinate in the world.
You know, Ruiwen has already found Mo Mo, who she thought was her "kind"; and then there was a circle of people around her, which was not very comfortable to think about. With her ability, she can completely escape to the spiritual level again and get rid of this environment.
As for scruples? According to her usual reaction, it doesn't exist at all!
But why didn't she move?
Ronan knew that at least part of the reason was because of the information he had transmitted through the closed system. Just like the sight she was looking at right now - in Raven's heart, he, Ronan, had a certain sense of existence and even a sense of identity.
This is good news, right?
Raven didn't look at Ronan for too long, then shifted her gaze and spoke to Mo Mo in a low voice. Maybe Ink's IQ is higher than that of its crow counterpart, which is 99, but that doesn't mean it can understand what Ruiwen means. To put it bluntly, this is a one-way communication like a chicken talking to a duck.
But when Ronan looked directly at Ruiwen, what he saw was the faint arc on her lips, which was a quiet and contented attitude.
Faced with this situation, Ronan became even more speechless. But at this time, his mind opened up a little, and he suddenly understood where the emotions surging in his heart came from.
In fact, it was him... Ronan looked at Ruiwen at this moment, as if he saw himself who had been experimenting alone.
He will be excited because he still survives after increasing the dose of medication; he will also be satisfied because the pain level is slightly relieved after taking the medication one day.
But is that really satisfying?
It should be the respite after temporarily escaping from hell, and also the hypnotic pleasure brought by a little light when facing an unreachable goal and unable to see the complete path.
When Ronan got older and became more accustomed to the rapid progress in the past two or three months, he often shuddered when he recalled the confusion he felt during the initial experiment: How much luck did he use to get through the initial hurdle?
This problem is no longer measurable.
But Ronan felt that there was no difference between Ruiwen today and him back then.
He was almost 100% sure that even if Raven faced death, she would probably be like this now - because she had never understood or experienced what a so-called normal and splendid life should be like.
The laboratory and fighting arena filled everything that Raven once had.
"There are some things that I want to teach you well...even though I'm not very good at it either." Ronan spoke in a low voice, his voice so vague and hoarse that even he himself could barely hear it clearly.
"Ronan?" Moya felt something was wrong.
Ronan didn't respond, just stretched out his hand to Ruiwen: "Come on, let's go together."
Raven turned her gaze back again, probably because of the ink blocking it, and she tilted her head slightly, which made her look a little childish inadvertently.
Maybe it was the closed system that allowed them to communicate spiritually, or maybe the face-to-face communication transmitted clear enough information. Raven didn't move, letting Ronan's hand reach over.
There was a slight commotion behind them, and at the same time, snow powder swirled past the two of them, just like the sights and attitudes of those outside, causing no interference.
Ronan grabbed Raven's left arm. The girl's arm was so thin and slender that it could almost be grasped. That is, this arm is still supporting the huge ink.
Next, Ronan exerted slight force, and the girl stood up lightly like a ghost without exerting any effort. A thin layer of snow powder accumulated on her shoulders, and some of it fell on their wrists and arms, where it quickly melted.
At this moment, although few people around him understood what was going on, they couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
Only Ronan, even though he didn't exert any force on his hands, the pressure in his heart actually increased. From this moment on, the connection between him and Ruiwen was no longer illusory, but truly integrated into the carrier of reality.
All the insiders, onlookers behind you, those with ulterior motives hiding in the shadows, and those who are not at the scene yet are all witnesses.
"Mr. Luo." He Yueyin took the initiative to communicate with him and said very realistically, "For safety reasons, let us take over now."
As long as Ronan nods, the Xiacheng branch will take up this burden. The iron triangle composed of President Ouyang, You Lao and His Majesty Emperor Wu will be one of the most troublesome combinations in the world. The iron and steel walls they have constructed are enough to make those with evil intentions break their heads and bleed.
There is no doubt that this is the most reasonable choice.
However, Ronan couldn't help but go over and over again and tried to consider from Raven's perspective: Should she be allowed to go back to the intensive care unit?
Or, just watch her talking to herself in her own world with a crow on a snowy night again and again, forever?
That does not work.
"I'll stay with her for a while."
Ronan himself was not clear about the concept of "a moment". As a non-security personnel who needs personal protection by bodyguards, there are many things that I don’t have enough of a stance on.
Even if he has a childish disease! Ronan must also be clear about his responsibilities and obligations - right before his eyes. Otherwise, this illusory courage and responsibility, which may be caused by impulse, may be crushed by the heavy pressure from behind, and it will be difficult to retain even a drop of it.
He Yueyin did not respond immediately and seemed to be weighing the matter.
This reaction made Ronan slightly startled. Could it be that He Yueyin was once again habitually indulging his willfulness? Or is there a benefit to his proposal that even he himself doesn't know?
Ronan didn't understand it for a while, but this gave him the confidence and reason to continue: "We are in this together."
I dare not say anything else, at least in this world, the guy who wants to do us harm and can catch us off guard has not been born yet!
Ronan really didn't have the shame to say the latter sentence to his face. But at the moment when his thoughts became clear, he did do something.
Ink was a little restless, it flapped its wings, and this time the power restricting its flight suddenly disappeared. Relieved, it flew into the air and hovered over the alley.
But at this time, the snow powder falling from the sky suddenly became much heavier, and even cold droplets penetrated through the gaps between the feathers, which was very uncomfortable.
In the shadow of the alley, under Qin Yikun's almost face-to-face surveillance, Long Qi behaved like an ambassador of peace, with no unnecessary movements in his body. But at this moment, he subconsciously raised his head, and the water droplets hit his face, turning into ice and chilling his bones.
I don’t know when the flying snow powder transformed into a special form between ice particles and water droplets.
Is it hail or freezing rain?
Long Qiyi didn't figure it out clearly at the time, but the air humidity had indeed increased a lot: the municipal government was probably going to scold her again, but what was certain was that Shenlan was definitely scolding.
"Fengwu Literature Network m."
