The quest doesn't give her much time to spend it.

When Bai Wanwan began to realize that Lan's health was getting worse and worse, it seemed that there was no way to make any remedies.

In the past, he could still sit on the bed and talk and laugh with Bai Wanwan, but now he could only lean weakly against the wall and barely smile at her.

He burned so badly that he could realize it even if Bai Wanwan couldn't touch his forehead.

"Ran?"

"No, it's nothing."

He replied with a faint smile as always.

It was obviously an expression that should make people feel comfortable, but the appearance on his face at this moment made Bai Wanwan feel inexplicably angry.

Discomfort is discomfort, illness is illness, is he kept hiding it and didn't say anything, so she couldn't see it?

She pulled out the sword and slashed at the glass, the force of the reverberation almost making her mouth tingle. But there was only one more scratch on the glass.

"Don't do that, your hands will hurt."

Lan frowned lightly and interrupted her anger-like actions, and he looked at Bai Wanwan's gaze and was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?" ”

What's wrong...... Of course, I wanted to get you out sooner.

Bai Wanwan lowered his arms dejectedly, staring at the scratches on the glass that were not shallow or deep: "If only I was the one who was locked inside, I would be fine." ”

“…… Don't you like to be outside? ”

"I like it, but I prefer to watch you stay outside, you're better than me, and you'll be able to figure out a way to save me. And you're much more useful than me to live. ”

"How could it be ......?"

Even if he felt that her mood was wrong, he couldn't reach out to hug her, and could only whisper through the cold glass to comfort: "I'm fine inside, and I'm also very powerful, I'll wait for you to rescue me." ”

"Okay? What's so good? Lan, you're sick. Her eyes widened, and the eyes of the people inside were also full of anxiety: "You have to get out quickly, find a doctor, or find your people or something...... No, they might even lock you in. ”

She really felt a little overwhelmed.

Looking at his strange pale complexion, his eyes gradually losing their lustre, everything was at worst.

If she was to be outside and watch him fall ill day by day, it would be even more torturous than killing her.

"Juan, come here."

Lan beckoned, her expression still warm, but there was occasionally a little struggle in her eyes: "Do you really want me to go out so much?" ”

Listen to what stupid words this is!

The white people were dizzy: "Otherwise, what am I going to do here?" ”

"You can go farther away, don't you say that this sea may be connected to the sea of the world? Juan, you are free from beginning to end. ”

Freedom, where did she get her freedom, she was tied to him all her life. She can't just tell him that the purpose of my life is to save you.

She shook her head, barely bending a jerky smile, "No, I don't like freedom unless it's with you." ”

If you are willing to be with him for a long time, even your feelings will become paranoid.

"Even if I hurt you, will you join me?"

He asked rhetorically.

Bai Wanwan felt that the more she talked, the more confused she became: "Hurt me? How could it be...... You can't beat me even if you want to. ”

Lan only laughed, and did not respond again, but picked up the harp on the side.

His knuckles were a little obscure, as if he was hesitating what to play.

The chaotic sound overflows, without the slightest rhythm to speak of. But even if you play it casually, those tones are like scattered moonlight, incredibly holy.

Every time I listen to his songs, I always feel that any emotions in my heart begin to calm down at that moment, or is this his "divine power"?

Even if he was unwilling, but at the moment when the piano sounded, Bai Wanwan couldn't control it and began to empty her thoughts, and the complex and intense emotions in her mind before seemed to be drained at the moment.

"Juan, it's time for you to rest."

She hadn't slept much since he got sick.

Bai Wanwan rubbed her eyes and refused to leave: "I'm not sleepy, the fish don't need to sleep long at all." ”

"It's not about sleeping, you're tired, go rest."

He speaks in a soft tone and has a soft tone. Bai Wanwan actually felt that she was really a little sleepy, her eyelids were a little heavy uncontrollably, and the whole person fell on the shell along the sea.

It's weird...... I don't want to sleep at all, but it's like I can't control my brain, and I can't drive away the sudden sleepiness.

She struggled to open her eyes, but only saw Lan standing against the faint light, the sound of the piano in her hand did not stop, and there was no trace of light in her eyes.

The eyes that were always gentle on weekdays were now like a pool of stagnant water that could not ripple, and even the self in his eyes looked cold.

I don't want to sleep because I want to get you out sooner.

It's clear that she's the one who has never been used and weak, even if someone loses their freedom, it should be her.

But she thought, if it was herself who was imprisoned, would he want to save her when he passed by?

Surely not, God loves all people, and she is just one of them, and she wants to share His love with many, many people.

Paranoid feelings began to distort, she didn't like to be divided into several likes, and if he looked at others like this one day, maybe she wouldn't like him.

With this complicated thought, Bai Wanwan fell into a deep sleep.

And those strange dreams, accompanied by the sound of the harp, came up again.

It was an old Gothic church, though it had long since been dismantled into a humble orphanage.

The little girl with a rabbit doll sat alone in the shadows, calmly watching the children laughing in the sun.

I don't want to be with them, I don't want to be with them, it's like waiting for something, she's quiet and withdrawn, but she's overly well-behaved.

"Do you have a name? If not, the dean's mother can pick it up for you. ”

“…… My name is Juan. ”

"Silk?"

The woman in the long dress was a little surprised: "Is this the name your parents gave you?" ”

"Nope." The little girl shook her head: "This is the name I was born with. ”

The woman smiled, bent down and touched the little girl's face with some pity: "Silly child, how can anyone be born with a name." ”

The little girl looked up in confusion, but said nothing more.

Who gave her a name, where she came from, and who her parents were.

She couldn't remember any of them, as if she had suddenly come into this world and had no relatives at all.

So why did she come here?

The stuffed rabbit doll in his arms quietly turned his head to look at his owner without others noticing.