The girl on the bed looks extremely thin, her skin is white and scary, the blood vessels on her hands quietly placed on the quilt are bruised, there are needles inserted in the blood vessels, and the nutrient solution is continuously infused into the infusion stand, these are all the nutrients that keep her alive, it is about a long, long time since she has seen the sun, the light reflected in the window shines on her fair skin, which makes people feel that it seems to be in a translucent state, as if it will dissipate at any time, her eyelashes are thick and dense, and her eyes are closed at the moment, The eyelashes are like two little curly fans, which are very beautiful, like a delicate doll, a well-behaved and obedient doll that has fallen into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long the girl on the bed has been lying down, her hair is black and long, and it is neatly combed and hung aside, it is conceivable that if the girl on the bed stood up, her hair must have fallen to the ground.

But these are not the focus of 114's attention, it has been stuck from the moment it enters the room, it can't speak, its head is knotted, it can't think at all, it looks at the girl lying on the bed in a daze, the previous confusion is gone, it finally remembers.

It's its host, it's big......

No wonder the surroundings are so familiar, isn't this Ji Baimo's room, this room has the breath of life, and the source of this breath of life comes from Ji Baimo, all kinds of suits hanging in the closet, sketches that have been painted countless times on the wall, the people on these paintings all have the same face, there is a pile of white paper on the table, and the same two words are written on the side, the pen is hard, and the notes are messy, as if he is forbearance and restraint, as if he wants to engrave it into his soul.

Yan Bai, Yan Bai, Yan Bai......

These two words were densely written on it, and 114 didn't know what to say or even what mood to maintain for a while.

Page after page of the calendar hanging on the wall was torn apart, and it looked silently at the dates and years on it.

Four full years have passed since its host fell into a deep slumber and turned into a vegetative state, and it is not very clear how Ji Baimo has spent all these years.

114 floated to Yan Bai, who was lying on the bed, it leaned on Yan Bai's chest, its body was an oval silver sphere, originally extremely shiny, but now it was only dim, 114 felt the sleeping consciousness in his center, and whispered.

"The host is big."

"114 I hope you can be happy, now that we are back, the host has slept enough, right, this night, we slept too deeply."

Now 114 is no different from a human being, after it said this, Yan Bai's consciousness hidden in its center finally moved, as if it was pulled by something, and slowly sank into the chest of the girl on the bed, 114 was still leaning on Yan Bai's chest and did not leave, it seemed to be waiting for something, waiting for the girl on the bed to wake up, waiting for her to open her eyes, just like it said.

This night's sleep is long enough, and it's heavy enough, it's time to wake up.

The breathing on the "......" ventilator became a little shorter, the girl's hand moved, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the sunlight poured in from the window, like a sleeping beauty who had been sleeping for a long time, she opened her eyes, her black eyes were as black as ink under the refraction of the sun, showing a faint brown, as if she was not used to the light, frowned, and narrowed her eyes.