The lenses in Ji Baimo's hand cut Ye Xiaochun's throat. Before Ye Xiaochun could react, blood spilled out along the throat bit by bit. She opened her mouth wide and looked at the gentle man in front of her. He stood on the steps, his eyes were indifferent and cold and unrestrained.

This man is not as gentle and elegant as he appears. He...

The white hood in Ji Baimo's hand was gradually stained with blood. He frowned slightly and let go of Ye Xiaochun.

"Pu..." Ye Xiaochun's body fell directly to the ground. She opened her mouth silently, trying to breathe, covering her throat with one hand to stop the blood from overflowing, and the other hand was holding her back on the ground for difficulty, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not stop the blood from her neck. Her face became paler and paler, and the color on her mouth turned completely white, and the door was not far from Ye Xiaochun.

However, this location that looks not far away on weekdays is now as insurmountable as a chasm.

Ye Xiaochun's eyes were filled with despair, and there was a little madness in the depths of his eyes, and his voice was weak and began to murmur.

"You all are like this. Love her, what's the point of her? She's just..." Her voice was so weak that she could no longer hear it.

Ji Baimo just stood there and watched Ye Xiaochun crawl gradually until finally Ye Xiaochun's body became slower and slower, unable to move, collapsed in place, and a pool of blood formed under his body.

At this moment, the hidden door was opened again, and Wen Youchen's figure appeared at the door. After seeing the scene in the room, he was slightly stunned for a moment, and then spoke.

"Bai Mo, you are..."

"Take it up." Ji Baimo just glanced at Wen Youchen lightly, threw the blood-stained gloves in his hand into the trash can, cleaned his hands, and discarded the clothes on his body, as if these things were stained with something unclean.

After doing this, Ji Baimo turned around and seemed unwilling to waste his time on some indifferent things. Wen Youchen looked at Ji Baimo's back and sighed a long time. He saw Ji Baimo's former shadow from Ji Baimo now.

Wen Youchen looked at Ye Xiaochun, who opened his eyes wide and stopped moving. He maintained an incredible gaze and shook his head. There were so many people in this world who specifically hit Ji Baimo's reverse scales.

"Failed." Suddenly, Wen Youchen heard a vague voice coming from Ye Xiaochun. This was a man's voice. After it appeared, it quickly dissipated into the air, as if it had never appeared before, as if he wanted to test something, but failed, with regret in his tone.

Wen Youchen frowned, looked around, with doubts in his eyes, and finally shook his head, thinking that he had auditory hallucinations.

...

The days that followed seemed to have returned to peace, and time gradually moved to the New Year.

Ji Baimo spent most of his time with Yan Bai. Even though the lying person did not respond, he seemed to have endless patience, willing to wait and wait.

"It's really sleepy." Ji Baimo sat beside the bed, and Yan Bai's body was getting thinner. Even if the nutrient solution was injected every day, it would be useless. Her face was very pale, like a sleeping beauty.

Ji Baimo hugged Yan Bai in his arms and walked to the window. He lowered his head and kissed Yan Bai's forehead gently, and said with a gentle voice.

"My white, happy new year."

The fireworks outside the window are gorgeous, the lights of thousands of homes are very lively, the interior is lonely, the lights are dim and no one answers.
Chapter completed!