The original owner "Yan Bai" followed Ji Baimo into the car, sitting alone in the back seat of the car and shedding tears silently, looking extremely fragile, she looked at the people and scenery outside the window that kept regressing, thinking about what those people said before, her heart was bitter, her eyes were blurry, and her vision was blocked by tears.

Five years ago, she died.

The past five years of life have nothing to do with her, and the future Yan Bai has nothing to do with her, her time is fixed five years ago.

She is no longer white, five years ago, at the age of thirteen, she was already dead, friendship, love is not hers.

In fact, she should also be satisfied, those who hurt her and killed her have been retributed, haven't they?

"Will I be able to have my own life?" The original owner "Yan Bai" raised his eyes and looked at 114, and seemed to be looking at Ji Baimo, she was only thirteen years old when she died, she was not mature, and she had never experienced many experiences in her life, as long as she could live, who would choose to die in this world?

The car was very quiet, Ji Baimo did not answer the words of the original owner "Yan Bai", in this world, many things are unanswered, he just raised his eyes and looked at the black and oppressive sky, his whiteness, is he coming back.

The original owner "Yan Bai" also stopped talking, quieted down, and sat in the back seat obediently, 114 sighed, floated beside the original owner "Yan Bai", and spoke.

"I understand, you just want to live, can you have a new life again, I don't know, tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, then I will specifically detect the location of the wormhole, then I need your help."

"Perhaps, my host is big enough to give you an answer."

After listening to 114 finish saying this, the original owner "Yan Bai" looked up at 14 and nodded, she looked at the man driving in front of her, couldn't help but be curious, and asked.

"Why, you will know I'm here? Do you know everything? ”

Ji Baimo's appearance in front of her just happened to show a point, everything she did before was probably a clumsy lie in Ji Baimo's eyes, this man seemed to be able to get a glimpse of what she was thinking in her heart and grasp all her movements.

"Hmm." Ji Baimo emitted extremely light syllables.

……

In an instant, it was the next day, the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

It is a national holiday, on this day, every family will prepare delicious meals at home, put up lights, prepare fireworks and firecrackers, because on this day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, all the wandering family members will return home and reunite.

Ji Baimo got up early in the morning, he wandered in the kitchen, the soup was slowly boiling on the stove, the soup was milky white, it looked delicious, and the stove next to it was stewed with lo-mei, the braised meat was very dark in color, the meat was very tender, and the aroma was overflowing when he took a bite, and several other simple dishes were also baked.

It seems to be welcoming this festival, and on the day of the New Year, all those who are wandering outside will go home and reunite.

He had already prepared a hearty meal.

Just wait for that person to come home.

The original owner "Yan Bai" came out of the room, and what he saw was Ji Baimo's busy appearance, and when he approached the dining room, he smelled the fragrance of the seducing person's index finger.

"That...... Sir, the little silver ball said that it detected where the wormhole appeared. The original owner, "Yan Bai", spoke a little stiffly.

Ji Baimo's hand paused, and he looked back at the original owner, "Yan Bai".

"In the Mu family."