Luo Bai didn't expect that when she went downstairs again, Shao Cheng and Cheng Ling were still there.

The afterglow of the setting sun slipped through the window, plastering the porcelain-white floor with a warm velvet orange yellow.

Warm colors.

Cheng Ling and Shao Cheng sat by the window, their backs to Mang, shrouded by the afterglow, as if the whole person was glowing with a layer of light.

And for a moment, Luo Bai felt that he saw a seraph.

The kind of god that is only said to be in the Old Testament, with six wings on his back, representing light and love.

But can someone like her still see the light?!

Luo Bai stood at the staircase on the second floor, and couldn't help but be in a trance.

As if sensing the gaze from above, the two people in the hall on the first floor looked up at the same time.

The moment their eyes met, the three of them were stunned.

Luo Bai had a strange feeling.

Like, nothing has changed.

Cheng Ling came back to his senses first, got up from his seat, walked towards the staircase, and went upstairs.

The young man looked at the tall boy walking towards him, and couldn't help but step back slightly and bow his head.

She could see a pair of large home slippers in front of her.

And the next moment, someone's palm touched her hair, and someone sighed on top of her head.

"In vain, you are you, no matter which one you are, it is an existence that Brother Ling will never dislike, will not dislike, and will not fear."

The body of the black-haired teenager was visibly stiffened.

The atmosphere seems to have calmed down.

After a moment, Luo Bai slowly raised his head.

The pair of light brown eyes, which seemed to contain a touch of light sunshine, seemed to gradually have a light beating in the young man's eyes.

And the next moment, in Cheng Ling's stunned, the young man suddenly stepped forward and reached out to hug his waist tightly.

"Brother Ling, I feel like I'm not normal......"

Putting his head in the boy's chest, the boy whispered, "I have many, many bad thoughts in my head, and they are slowly eating away at me like monsters, slowly assimilating me to them; I really wanted to get rid of them all, but I found I couldn't control them. ”

At the age of fourteen, the word 'insomnia' began to slowly enter her life after she witnessed her mother smash her father's head with a vase and then cut her wrists herself.

And every time in the dead of night, many thoughts would uncontrollably appear in her mind, which made her feel at a loss and extremely excited at the same time.

That kind of dirty and dark thought stimulates every nerve in her and slowly changes her personality.

Evil, sharp, gloomy, suspicious, hypocritical, sensitive, paranoid, crazy.

She could sense that she was changing, and this change brought her not only fear, but also ...... Excited!

Even she didn't understand what it was to be excited.

But the cerebral cortex seems to be broken, producing chemical pheromones that should not be produced.

Cheng Ling was silent for a while, and after a while, he slowly reached out and hugged the young man.

Luo Bai continued, "And then I found out that if I could see Brother Ling, those monsters would become very quiet, as if they didn't exist. ”

And Shao Cheng, who had already reached the halfway stairs before, stopped abruptly when the young man hugged Cheng Ling's waist suddenly.

Cheng Ling patted Luo Bai's back soothingly, "Bai Bai may be sick." ”

As soon as these words fell, Cheng Ling felt that the young man in his arms suddenly froze.

Cheng Ling continued: "But no matter what, Brother Ling will always be by your side. ”