The lens in Ji Baimo's hand cut Ye Xiaochun's throat, Ye Xiaochun didn't react, blood overflowed down the throat little by little, she opened her mouth wide, looking at the gentle man in front of her, he stood on the steps, his eyes were indifferent, cold and indifferent.

This man is not at all as elegant as he seems, he ......

The white hood that Ji Baimo was wearing in his hand was also gradually stained with blood, he frowned slightly, and let go of Ye Xiaochun.

"Plop ......" Ye Xiaochun's body fell directly to the ground, she opened her mouth silently, wanting to breathe, one hand covered her throat, trying to stop the blood from spilling out, and the other hand was supporting the ground and crawling hard, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop the loss of blood on her neck, her face became more and more pale, and the color on her mouth became completely white, and the door was not far from Ye Xiaochun's position.

It's just that this position that seems not far away on weekdays is now as insurmountable as a chasm.

Ye Xiaochun had despair in his eyes, a little madness in the depths of his eyes, and his voice was weak and began to mumble to himself.

"You are all like this, love her, what is good about her, she is just ......" her voice was so weak that she could no longer be heard.

Ji Baimo just stood in place, watching Ye Xiaochun crawl gradually, until finally Ye Xiaochun's body became slower and slower, unable to move, and collapsed in place, a pool of blood formed under his body.

At this moment, the hidden door was opened again, and Wen Youchen's figure appeared at the door, and after he saw the scene in the room, he was slightly stunned, and then spoke.

"Bai Mo, you are ......"

"Clean up." Ji Baimo just glanced at Wen Youchen lightly, threw the blood-stained gloves in his hands into the trash, washed his hands, and discarded the clothes on his body together, as if these things were stained with something unclean.

After doing this, Ji Baimo turned around and went upstairs, seemingly unwilling to waste his time on some indifferent things, Wen Youchen looked at Ji Baimo's back and let out a long sigh, he saw Ji Baimo's shadow from Ji Baimo now.

Wen Youchen looked at Ye Xiaochun, who had opened his eyes wide on the ground, and was no longer moving, maintaining an unbelievable gaze, and shook his head, there are so many people in this world who are specifically bumping into Ji Baimo's scales.

"Failed." Suddenly, Wen Youchen heard a vague voice coming from Ye Xiaochun's body, it was a man's voice, which quickly dissipated into the air after appearing, as if it had never appeared, as if he wanted to test something, failed, and his tone was full of regret.

Wen Youchen frowned, looked around, showed doubt in his eyes, and finally shook his head, only thinking that he had auditory hallucinations.

……

The days that followed seemed to have returned to peace, and time passed little by little to the New Year.

Ji Baimo spent most of his time by Yan Bai's side, even if the lying man did not respond, but he seemed to have endless patience, willing to wait, and waited.

"It's a snooze." Ji Baimo sat beside the bed, Yan Bai's body was thin little by little, even if she injected nutrient solution every day, it didn't help, her face was very pale, like a sleeping beauty.

Ji Baimo held Yan Bai in his arms, walked to the window, he lowered his head and kissed Yan Bai lightly on the forehead, and said in a gentle voice.

"My vain, Happy New Year."

The fireworks outside the window are gorgeous, the lights of thousands of homes are bright, and the room is lonely, the lights are dim, and no one answers.

The warmth and excitement did not belong to him.