Ye Ming walked in first, she looked at Yan Bai's pale face, and felt a little powerless in her heart, Yan Bai helped her a lot, but from beginning to end, she had nothing to help Yan Bai, even if she was sick, there was no way to share one or two, if she could, she hoped that Yan Bai's illness would be transferred to her, so ...... That's it.

As she spoke, she put all the things in her hand on the table next to Yan Bai's bed, and Wen Youchen at the door stood at the door and didn't go over for a long time, he felt that Yan Bai was too dangerous, it was better not to contact or not to touch, but there were some things, this was not decided by herself, just like now, Wen Youchen smiled, and finally walked to Ye Ming's side, put the things in his hand on the table, patted Ye Ming's shoulder, and opened his mouth with a smile.

"Ye Ming, you seem to have forgotten something, right?"

"Okay, Wen Youchen, thank you for helping me carry things, I can do it myself, you can go now. Ye Ming doesn't like men's touch very much, no matter who touches him, he will be a little disgusted in his heart, but Wen Youchen has some exceptions, he is as bright and hot as the sun, and he doesn't seem to be as dirty as those men, so she wants to touch it but doesn't dare, that's all.

Because of this, she didn't quite understand why this Wen Youchen always talked to her.

"It's hard for a woman to be too stubborn. Wen Youchen didn't say anything, as if he was very accustomed to Ye Ming's attitude, and automatically stepped aside, he just happened to meet Ye Ming, and brought Ye Ming by the way, but he didn't expect that Ye Ming came to see Yan Bai, if he had known, he wouldn't have come to kill him, just thinking so, Wen Youchen's eyes stopped on the two pieces of paper on the table.

"This ......" pulled out the paper and looked at it, looking at the familiar style of painting on it, the picture drawn with pencils, and frowned tightly.

Wen Youchen's action immediately attracted everyone's attention, including Yan Bai, Yan Bai glanced at the paper that Wen Youchen held in his hand, which was drawn with pencils, and the two paintings did not seem to be different, one was the girl lying on the bed in the ward, and the sunlight was tilting in, and the other was the same painting of the girl lying on the bed, but there was another person, a person sitting on a stool and drawing, only the back.

Another thing that makes people feel strange is that this painting seems to have been altered many times, and the lines can be faintly seen in some places, but the face is always plain, and I haven't put a pen on it, and I don't know if I don't want to draw it or ...... Don't dare to draw.

"Has Bai Mo been here?" Wen Youchen subconsciously asked, and then felt that what he was asking was nonsense, as long as Yan Bai was there, Ji Baimo would definitely go back, this is very similar to what Ji Baimo looked like six years ago, but unfortunately, all the people he met had no feelings and no conscience, and they were destined to ......

"What is this?" Yan Bai caught the expression on Wen Youchen's face and spoke.

"Bai Mo's words, he has always been used to drawing the same person but never painting the face, and ......" Wen Youchen blurted out without thinking too much, and when he said this, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and without saying anything more, he put the paper on the table.

Yan Bai's eyes flickered.