The room was silent, and even the light on the last light on the head of the bed was extinguished by Ji Baimo. The surroundings were dark, and you could only see the light from the gaps in the curtains, telling whether it was night or day. The little sunshine that was spread into the room was flying with flying catkins and dust. Ji Baimo sat next to the edge of the bed, hugging Yan Bai, with his eyes focused and affectionate, and his voice was equally gentle and dripping like water. He lowered his eyes and pursed his thin lips.

"I'm here, don't be afraid." Ji Baimo's voice reiterated this sentence again.

With a stable power, and also a sense of light that pierces the darkness, at this moment, it seems like the seeds between the cracks of the rocks blooming, as if they can dispel all the negative darkness.

Yan Bai's forehead was covered with cold sweat, black was soaked with sweat, her face turned pale, and her lips were also blood-colored. Now that he heard Ji Baimo's words, he looked up at Ji Baimo, and his dissipated eyes finally had a focus. He refused to let go and grabbed the corners of Ji Baimo's clothes tightly. What he could smell was not the smell of medicine, but the faint smell of tobacco on Ji Baimo's body.

He looked at Yan Bai with a smile and gently, and his hand pressed on Yan Bai's face.

"Mo...Mo Mo..." Yan Bai blinked and looked at Ji Baimo in front of him, as if he was afraid that he would have hallucinations. The person in front of him did not look very similar to Ji Baimo, and he had the same gorgeous appearance, but the person in front of him had a black pupils, while Ji Baimo's pupils were amber, but Yan Bai knew clearly that the person in front of him was Ji Baimo.

Her Momo.

Perhaps it had not yet been pulled out of the nightmare, Yan Bai's pupils were still a little lost. He grabbed Ji Baimo tightly and pursed his lips, as if Ji Baimo would disappear.

"Don't leave, I..." I was very scared.

Yan Bai seemed to have forgotten the action of Ji Baimo giving her injection just now. Now she is particularly attached to Ji Baimo. She seemed to have returned to that time in a trance, when she was alone, helpless and confused, and when she was trapped in the swamp, everyone was smiling, celebrating her mental breakdown, celebrating her madness and helplessness. Countless hands pulled her into the depths of the swamp, and the darkness and mud gradually swallowed her.

There is no trace of light, no trace of support.

There was only a carnival left, a carnival feast celebrating her death, and even the sound of the wind was silent in the dead silence.

She dared not cry, shouted pain, acted coquettishly, and didn't dare...

Then she was pulled out of the nightmare by Ji Baimo's voice.

Yan Bai's eyes were dim and his body was in great pain. This pain did not seem to be from the body, but more like it was from the pain deep in the soul.

"Baibai..." Ji Baimo looked at Yan Bai's appearance and seemed to feel a little distressed. He lowered his eyes, curled his expression in his eyes, and gently trembled his hands on Yan Bai's face, bent the corners of his lips, and his voice was warm.

"You have to understand that you are my only one." Ji Baimo stared at Yan Baishui's bright eyes. His narrow peach blossom eyes are now gentle between his eyebrows and eyes, suppressing coldness and cruelty in the deepest part of his eyes. Now he looked at the humble and jade-like when he first met, and the gentle and elegant noble son, his big palm with clear joints and slender joints is like a jade carving, gently caressing Yan Bai's lips.

"In this world, I will never leave you." He seemed to make a promise to Yan Bai.
Chapter completed!