Ji Yanxiao's calm eyes didn't show any emotion, but after nodding slowly, he lowered his eyelids to hide the fleeting sadness inside.

No one knew, even if he didn't accept Anyang's guidance, he never thought of going to find another guide.

He knew that in this matter, he was paranoid and pathetic, but he didn't want anyone but Anyang.

Allowing others to enter his spiritual consciousness is like drawing a chasm of betrayal between the two of them...... He didn't want his own spirit, and he didn't want to spare his breath.

The moment he pushed the door in, tears moistened his eyes.

He looked up at the sleeping person on the bed silently, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Weiwei, how are you doing today?" Did you miss my brother ......?"

Still as before, he knelt down next to the bed, just as heavy as before, and now he was relieved.

"I'll go back...... You should be happy not to see me," he chuckled hoarsely, tears blurring his vision, "though I can't see ...... now."

"Weiwei, wait for my brother to come back, okay? I don't know how long it will take, but my brother wants you to be happy forever. When I come back again, I must get better......"

"Even if I don't see you again for the rest of my life, I'm willing."

"As long as you can get better......"

Ji Yanxiao gently lifted the back of An Yang's hand and gently printed a kiss on it.

After a short touch, his heart was like a spark, and his hot soul trembled.

But at the thought that they would be separated at dawn, his hands trembled.

He still had countless words to think about, but looking at An Yang's sleeping face, those words rolled in his chest over and over again, and finally condensed into a gentle smile on his face.

The vast starry sky was eventually replaced by a long light.

When Ji Yanxiao stood up slowly, it was already half an hour later than usual.

"Weiwei, my brother is gone."

Facing An Yang, who had no reaction, his eyes were red, and his voice was choked, "You have to remember that my brother loves you, and my brother knows that ...... wrong"

Bending down in pain, his palms gently pressing against the muscles around his knees, he stood up again, and this time he walked out without hesitation.

The moment he unscrewed the door, he stopped, and wanted to look back at An Yang again, but vaguely, he felt as if a gaze had fallen on him.

His back froze unconsciously, and his hand was twisted on the handle, not moving for a long time.

The shallow breathing behind him also began to become slow and long.

He didn't dare to turn around, let alone speak, for fear of disturbing the tranquility of the moment.

Until Ji Mu's voice came from outside, he lowered his gaze and walked straight out. However, the person behind him still didn't open his mouth to stay, and the apprehension in his heart turned into a heart-rending pain at this moment.

The corridor outside the room is sprinkled with a faint halo, hazy, very beautiful and seems to be very warm.

But it was as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff, and behind him was a thick and cramped darkness. Step by step, he walked into the light, but he brought in the darkness.

"Mom, I'm leaving......"

The red eyes that stayed up all night were like the desperation of a bird crying blood.

In just four words, mixed with tragic sorrow.

Ji's mother nodded with difficulty, her eyes couldn't help but be full of tears, "Take good care of yourself." The last time I went to save Wei Wei, I asked your father's student, and he ......"

"I know," Ji Yanxiao smiled reluctantly, "He has a great favor to me, and I won't target him again." ”