This is a pure white room, the light in it is not bright, a little dim and low, the room is not big or small, just a glance can appreciate the whole situation, neatly placed tables and chairs, the table has two keys on it, and a flower, dark red thorny rose, this room is embellished with a little other color, it looks not so lifeless.

Yan Bai took the rose in the bottle in her hand, then raised her steps and walked inside, her eyes fell on the thing that occupied the largest area in the room, a wood-colored bed, the bed was not empty, but lying down...... A fox, a fox she hunted.

Ji Fox, the person who entered the capital is under heated discussion, and the missing character that no one can find, Ji Baimo.

He was still dressed for the day, except that his coat had been removed, and only a white shirt remained, the neckline had been unbuttoned a few times, revealing a delicate collarbone and a wriggling Adam's apple with gasp, and the left side of his chest was stained with dark red blood, as if a blood-red poppy had bloomed on his chest, bewitching, and in stark contrast to his pale, almost transparent skin.

Ji Baimo's eyes were closed, his crow-colored eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was in a dream, his eyes looked down, located at Ji Baimo's ankle, connected to something, it was a silver shackle, it was made of sterling silver, there were about several catties, this silver shackle was buckled on Ji Baimo's ankle, it didn't look beautiful, but it looked like a delicate anklet, giving embellishment.

Behind the silver shackles was a chain that was embedded directly into the wall, making it impossible to get out.

"Da Da Da ......" Yan Bai approached the bed, her footsteps were undisguised, the person on the bed seemed to feel something, opened his eyes, and the peach blossom eyes that came in both directions to charm looked over, and the amber eyes were imprinted with the figure of the person in front of him, Yan Bai's figure.

"I thought you wanted me to die here. Ji Baimo spoke, his voice was low and hoarse, his eyes fell on Yan Bai's body and never looked away, the originally pale lips gently raised upward, evoking a smile, and the peach blossom eyes raised slightly towards it, with an indescribable sense of charm.

"I know, you can't bear to let me die. As he spoke, there seemed to be brilliant stars in his amber eyes, which had been a little dull, and he looked extremely beautiful, and he looked unusually satisfied, like a satisfied child, and the raven-colored eyelashes cast the silhouette of a fan under his eyelids.

As he spoke, the shackles on his ankles shook slightly, making a crisp sound.

114 looked at Ji Baimo in front of him, with a look of disbelief, it originally thought that after Ji Baimo woke up, he would panic, look at the host with disgust, or try his best to leave, but what it didn't expect was that Ji Baimo's performance was so calm, calm as if the person imprisoned here was not him, and it was not Yan Bai who let him be shot.

He still had a warm and elegant smile on weekdays, and he still looked frivolous and casual, but he was more weak and pale, and said a word softly to Yan Bai in front of him.

--I know you can't bear to let me die.