Bai Mo almost didn't dare to turn around, even his breath was held, for fear that his movement was too big, and the sudden sound would burst like a bubble, at this moment the heaven and earth seemed to be able to only hear the sound of wind and snow, and there was nothing else, his feet seemed to be embedded in the snow, and the whole person stood in place, not daring to move, not daring to turn back.

He was afraid, for the first time in his life, he was not afraid when he was betrayed by his mother, he was not afraid when he was lying on the eaves and struggling with the dogs, he was not afraid when he was abused and died several times in the hands of Gina, he was not afraid when he was lying on the street with his legs broken and waiting for death.

It was as if he had been deprived of the emotion of fear by nature, but now he had learned to be afraid.

Fear that it was just his auditory hallucination.

I was afraid that the person was still motionless in a wheelchair, still quiet enough to breathe.

Afraid...... He's really just a human being.

Bai Mo clenched his palms and bit his lower lip, and his eyes seemed to glow again, as if in addition to fear, there was also expectation.

Maybe the person was standing behind him, maybe she was looking at him, smiling sweetly and shouting Momo in a soft voice.

Perhaps the man had a knife in his hand, his good-looking apricot eyes widened, and the stars reflected in his pupils, ready to speak to him.

- Now, Momo, let's die together.

Maybe......

Bai Mo thought like this, he turned to look behind him, the door of the hall was open, there was a wheelchair at the door, the movements of the girl in the wheelchair had not changed, where she was still sitting, there was a lot of snow on her body, the red brim of her hat covered most of her face, only the red lips were exposed, and she raised upward, as if she was laughing at his stupidity.

Bai Mo's heart hurt a little, he frowned, the light in his eyes disappeared, as if he had fallen into a deeper abyss, the corners of his lips rose, and his smile meant that he was nameless.

His voice was hoarse, and he chuckled, and his laughter was like a feather gently brushing on the tip of his heart, giving people a feeling of itching.

"You don't even want to kill me with your own hands, do you?"

114 felt that he was very anxious, it was extremely anxious, and now it was talking to Yan Bai in its nerve center.

"The host is big, you should know your own state, it's weak, and I don't know what will happen if you force me to project your consciousness out." To be honest, 114 felt that it was selfish, yes, it cared about Bai Mo, but this must be under the premise that its host was greatly safe, and its host was greatly unable to take any more risks.

"The host is big, I only have you, 114 only cares about you, not about others." 114 spoke again, carefully caring for the faint mass of consciousness in the middle of its nerve center, as if it would be extinguished like a candle flame at any moment.

"Execution." Yan Bai just opened her mouth to say this, and her consciousness gently brushed over 114, as if she was usually touching 114's head, and her voice was soft and glutinous.

"Good."

114 was silent for a few seconds, and finally relented, its host knowing that it would never be able to refuse any of her requests.

Sometimes it even hoped that its host's feelings would be completely wiped out, and that the memories between it and Ji Baimo would also disappear, so that its host would not be injured again, and would not be injured for anyone.