The young man in front of him heard Yan Bai's words, raised his head, he was almost expressionless, it seemed to be the same as his father, habitually with a straight face, it looked cold as frost, it was not easy to approach, and it was also elusive to his thoughts, of course, compared to his father, he still seemed a little immature, and his eyes were obviously a little scared, and in the face of such a scene, he was more or less resistant.

"What's your name?" Yan Bai looked at Mu Fan in front of him and asked, the face in front of him was too familiar, he also liked to hide his emotions, and he also had a face, like an ice sculpture, not smiling, but the face in front of him was much more immature and couldn't hide his emotions.

"Mufan." Mu Fan looked at Yan Bai in front of him, he frowned slightly, looked at the girl in front of him, and there was a very strange feeling in his heart, the girl in front of him was a little ...... Strange, obviously smiling, but he didn't read a trace of a smile in her eyes, and there was a faint and ruthless feeling in those dark eyes, as if he didn't care about anything, himself or others.

His body was scarred, and his face did not show a trace of pain, as if he did not feel it.

"Well, Mu Fan~" Yan Bai listened to the name, she was reading the name with a smile, her voice was glutinous, and it was very good.

"Who are you and why are you here?" Mu Fan listened to Yan Bai read his name, lowered his eyes invisibly, and then began to say such a sentence a little stiffly.

Yan Bai hadn't answered yet, but Bai Mo's eyes were a little gloomy when he leaned next to Yan Bai, he bit his thin lip tightly, and he didn't notice that there was bleeding on his lower lip, but he just grabbed the corner of Yan Bai's clothes tightly, moved his body forward, and deliberately crossed the middle between Mu Fan and Yan Bai.

"White ink?" Yan Bai looked at Bai Mo who slowly moved his body to come to her, Bai Mo's lips were red with blood at this moment, he raised his eyes, his eyes were slightly wide, his face was dirty, and the clothes on his body were also stained with blood and some tattered, which was in stark contrast to Mu Fan on the side, Bai Mo's black hair hung down slightly, covering his eyes, he reached out and grabbed Yan Bai's hand.

"Don't you want me?" The voice was a little dry, a little scared, as if it was a cautious inquiry.

Because he saw Yan Bai smiling warmly at Mu Fan, he asked Mu Fan's name, just like when he squatted in front of him and asked her.

She said she would be with him.

Two people, dependent on each other.

"Are you going to abandon me too?" Bai Mo still lowered his head, he seemed to be extremely sensitive and fragile, just looking at Yan Bai's actions, he felt that Yan Bai would abandon him and don't want him.

"Why does Bai Mo think like this?" Yan Bai looked at Bai Mo in front of him, stretched out his hand and gently brushed away Bai Mo's hair, revealing his peach blossom eyes, at this moment those amber eyes were filled with tears, a little red, he bit the corner of his mouth, and the blood dyed his lips red.

Yan Bai's index finger rested on Bai Mo's lips and wiped his blood away.

Yan Bai curled the corners of his lips and looked at the white ink in front of him.

"I said it, and Bai Mo and the two of them depend on each other, right?"