114 was almost pleading when he said this, begging Yan Bai to be kind to himself.

It took all its energy to finally piece together Yan Bai's shattered consciousness to wake up, and when Yan Bai didn't wake up for the past few days, 114 had been panicking, what if its host dissipated like this and didn't exist, if it was......

"The host is big, I'm very selfish, I don't care about the life and death of everyone in this world, even if it's Ji Baimo's life and death, I just hope that the host is big and you can live well, it's enough." 114's voice choked, and it paused, then spoke.

"114 likes the host very much, and if the host is greatly injured, I will be sad."

Yan Bai listened to 114's words, she was silent for a moment, and then spoke in a soft and glutinous voice.

"I see."

"114 won't leave me in trouble, will it?"

"Hmph╭╯^╰╮, the host will not be allowed to do this again next time." 114 opened his mouth a little awkwardly, but at the same time he felt relieved.

Its host is betting on the right one.

That day successfully led to the mysterious local tyrant behind the scenes, and it finally remembered what its purpose was.

The purpose of coming here from the future.

Nothing is happening.

114 hovered around Bai Mo, Yan Bai was now in the center of 114's system, and he could see everything that 114 could see.

She saw Bai Mo holding her head and kissing her.

She saw white ink sewing her mangled body.

She saw Bai Mo pushing her body into a wheelchair, holding her hand on her head, and asking.

- Do you think I'm crazy?

I saw a lot of white ink.

It's just that Bai Mo can't see her.

"114, I feel a little sad." Yan Bai's voice was muffled, she seemed to be a little confused, and she didn't know where these emotions came from.

It's weird.

114 didn't speak, silently floating beside Bai Mo.

……

Wen Youchen just went upstairs in the elevator, the elevator door just opened, and he saw a woman, her face was bloody, only fear, panic, as if she saw some incredible existence, the whole person was trembling, and after rushing into the elevator, he pressed the button to close the door, muttering in his mouth.

"Maniac...... Crazy, crazy......"

Wen Youchen looked at the floor where the woman came, which was the floor where Bai Mo was, he frowned and said politely.

"Hello, what's going on here?"

"There's a madman......" The woman's voice trembled as she spoke, leaning on the elevator door, recalling in her mind what she had seen, the corpse of the woman in a wheelchair, the gray eyes on the corpse seemed to stare at her, and the man pushing a corpse with a gentle smile.

"Pushing a dead man in a wheelchair, how can there be such a psychosis in this world, that man ......" the woman spoke.

Listening to the woman's words, Wen Youchen chuckled in his heart, as if he thought of something, and hurriedly ran out of the elevator, trotting all the way to the corridor, his footsteps stopped, and he looked at the people in the corridor in astonishment.

There was no one in the corridor, only the sunlight spilled in from the edge of the window, Bai Mo pushed the wheelchair with a gentle expression, the girl in the wheelchair leaned on the back of the chair, her posture was lazy, as if she was closing her eyes to recuperate, Xiao Tian for a moment, from the direction of Wen Youchen, she could only see the eyes of the girl's silk scarf being covered.

The picture is beautiful and warm.

It's just that......