"I don't believe it." Bai Mo was still laughing, he reached out and grabbed the knife raised by Yan Bai, the sharp blade cut his hand, the tighter he gripped, knowing that the tighter the grip, the deeper the injury, but he didn't seem to realize it at all, just let the flesh and blood surge, the blood on his fingertips dripped down, the warm veins in his brother's amber eyes were vaguely crystal clear, his eyebrows were picturesque, his eyelashes were stained with blood, his pale lips were raised, and he continued to speak.

"Ran Ran is just lying to me, isn't he?"

"Aren't we going to depend on each other?"

"Four years ago, you said that you can't be fooled."

Bai Mo trembled, trying to support himself to stand up, his legs were shaking, his palms were bleeding, and his eyes were confused and puzzled, as if he didn't understand why it had become like this.

He is working hard to become stronger, and he wants to protect his Ran Ran, but why, his Ran Ran doesn't want him anymore.

"I really like you, Momo, I want to sleep with your head in my arms, I can see when I open my eyes every day, kiss my lips that are rotting day by day, say good morning, I want to make your eyes into pendants, hang them around my waist, and caress them every day, I want to sew your skin into a canvas and trace it with your flesh, I want to make your skull into wind chimes and hang them in the window, I want to make your phalanges into rings, ribs into trellises, and toe bones into beads, I want to ...... A knife into your heart, so that your life will always belong to me, I like ink the most. Yan Bai withdrew her knife, holding her cheeks with both hands, her cheeks bulging, her eyes were smart and lovely, with strong interest and murderous intent in her eyes, she tilted her head slightly, her long black and smooth hair was scattered on both sides of her shoulders, her smile was innocent and charming, as if she was saying a particularly interesting thing, she stood on the edge of a tall building, the wind blew by, looking like an angel and a demon harvesting human lives.

"I'm tired of playing now, so it's time for the game to end, Momo." Yan Bai continued to speak, her voice was sweet and glutinous, and she said it very lightly, as if Bai Mo was just a toy for her, and now she was tired of playing with it, so she was going to destroy it, and she would destroy it at all.

Bai Mo listened to Yan Bai's words, the corners of his lips were still smiling, and he walked into Yan Bai step by step, his amber eyes were warm, and his narrow peach blossom eyes were slightly hooked, and his style was infinite, even if he was embarrassed, he still stretched out his hand and spoke to Yan Bai.

"I can rely on you for everything, but my life can't be given to you yet, what if you are with someone else, I will be unhappy."

For him, Yan Bai is a poison that invades his internal organs, and he can't quit it, even if he dies, he still exists in his body and soul.

"Well, let's go home." It's like a little pet that coaxes its own tantrums.

The two of them stood on the edge of the tall building, the wind-blown clothes were hunting, and behind Yan Bai was an endless darkness, like an abyss, she listened to Bai Mo's words, smiled, lowered her eyes, the emotions in her eyes were incomprehensible, and when she raised her eyes again, those complex emotions had been annihilated, leaving only a piece of cold, just like the emotionless and heartless monster in Wen Youchen's mouth.

"Do you see what she looks like, she's not a monster, what is it?" Wen Youchen held a gun picked up from the ground in his hand, trembling in his hand, and the muzzle of the black hole hole was aimed at Yan Bai.