The young man who was stopped from moving stopped, turned his head, and looked at Bai Nuan with his eyes, but his gaze was still unfocused.

It's just that after five or six seconds, his eyes gradually focused, and after he woke up, he saw a white and warm face in front of him.

An Yang looked at Bai Nuan blankly, blinked his somewhat sour eyes, smiled, like a child: "Nuan Nuan, are you looking for me?" ”

Bai Nuan was not sure of his current psychological situation, so he could only make a rough guess and guide him through guessing.

"Well, looking for you, you come with me." Bai Nuan spoke softly, coaxing him, like when he was a child.

Anyang was very obedient and followed Bai Nuan's steps.

Bai Nuan breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't go crazy, it's good.

But there's a law called Murphy's Law.

Afraid of what comes.

When she reached out and was about to take away the knife in An Yang's hand, he looked over and saw the two of them with blood on their hands.

"Smack-" He reacted a little loudly, and retracted sharply, the knife in his hand fell to the ground in an instant, and he looked down.

His face was reflected in the blood on the floor, blurry and distorted, and under the scarlet liquid, he fangs and claws, like a ghost trying to pull people to hell.

An Yang stepped back, and his hand pressed on the pieces he had cut, and the slimy touch on his hand made him look over.

It was all there, dense, and there were even eyeballs, the eyeballs of those animals, he had all made them out, and they were neatly arranged.

An Yang looked up at Bai Nuan blankly.

Confused, hesitant, frightened and empty.

In his eyes.

He's cutting these things.

This disgusting and perverted scene was caused by him.

His warmth was seen.

An Yang lowered his head and looked at his body, the original white shirt, and a cute big bear laughing on the side of his stomach.

But he was stained, and the bear's mouth was full of blood, and his smile looked eerie.

Anyang panicked and reached out to wipe it, but the more he rubbed it, the more obvious it became, and the more he rubbed it.

Bai Nuan came over and wanted to take him out, but he was extremely resistant, his body squeezed back desperately, and even opened the window directly when he touched it.

Bai Nuan didn't know what to say, and he didn't know how to appease him.

He's clearly mentally denied something right now.

"Come here, I'll take you home." Bai Nuan cautiously moved over, wanting to hold his hand.

But An Yang refused to stretch out his hand, retracted his hand, and shook his head.

Nor do they speak.

Bai Nuan took a deep breath and looked at An Yang with a dazed expression, and the tip of his heart was twitching.

"My wound seems to be pulled, it hurts." Her brow furrowed and she bent over as if in pain.

An Yang panicked, rushed over, and stretched out his hand to help her: "Nuan Nuan...... Don't move, I'll help you out, be careful. ”

He hated his existence, but he was willing to accept himself for her.

Even if he had ever thought about killing that filthy and despicable self.

Bai Nuan didn't speak, only gasped in pain.

An Yang's eyes turned red, and he helped her helplessly, and slammed the door, knocking a little hard.

It hurts.

But as if he didn't feel it, he still observed Bai Nuan's situation, and his movements were like caring for the most precious jewel in the world.

Nuan Nuan, I hurt too.