Ji Baimo's voice was very flat, as if he was telling a plain story.

"I used to read a story in a textbook, the story of the fisherman and the devil, the devil was imprisoned in a brass bottle, and when he was imprisoned for the first hundred years, he thought that if someone came to save him, it would make him prosperous and rich, and in the second hundred years of his imprisonment, he thought that if someone came to save him, he would definitely dig up all the underground treasures for him, and when he was locked up for the third hundred years, he thought that if someone came to save him, it would definitely repay him and fulfill his three wishes."

Ji Baimo rubbed his white black hair, and when he told this story, he always smiled, as if he was telling some warm and touching fairy tale, and paused to continue.

"As a result, no one came to save him, so at the four hundred years it thought that if someone came to save it, it would kill him." When he said this, Ji Baimo chuckled, he looked extremely gentle, his slender palms with distinct bones were interspersed between Yan Bai's hair, and his fingertips were rubbing her scalp, which was very comfortable, like a massage.

114 But looking at the cold all over the body, it was originally Ji Baimo would hold its host and say softly, You are back.

But now Ji Baimo looks very normal and is telling stories to Yan Bai, his eyes make people feel creepy, 114 feels that Ji Baimo seems to be broken.

Ji Baimo didn't let go of Yan Bai, and directly hugged Yan Bai in his arms, because Yan Bai had been lying on the bed on the ground for several years to maintain his life by nutrient solution, so he was very thin and lightweight, and the whole person was hugged by Ji Baimo in a small group, Yan Bai grabbed his hair, blinked his eyes, seemed to be curious, and asked.

"Momo, and then."

Ji Baimo listened to Yan Bai's words and chuckled, he was very gentle from beginning to end, even if he found that Yan Bai woke up, the mood fluctuations did not seem to be very large, so calm that it seemed that there had never been a separation between them, Ji Baimo looked in thought, he looked into the distance, his eyes were very long, and he spoke after a long sound.

"When I was in the first year, I was thinking, if you can wake up, I will listen to you for everything, I will accompany you to do whatever you want, even if you want to leave me, it doesn't matter, as long as you are well, it is enough."

"In the second year, I was thinking, if you can wake up, I will take good care of you, so that you will not be harmed by me again."

"In the third year, I was thinking, if you can wake up, I won't let you leave my side for half a step, I don't want to wait any longer, you only belong to me."

"In the fourth year I was thinking, if you can wake up, I will chain you hand and foot, imprison you in this house, no one can look at you, touch you, covet you should die, everything you have belongs to me, if your relatives and friends die one by one, you will have no place to stay, no relatives and friends, then ...... Are you the only one left, in this world, you can only rely on me, whether it is hate or love. ”

Ji Baimo's voice was light, the smile on his face was warm, and his voice was faintly hoarse, like a feather caressing the tip of people's hearts, he leaned into Yan Bai's ear and said affectionately.

"In vain, now I am the devil in the copper bottle."

He was the devil who was released by Yan Bai's own hands, because the waiting time was too lonely.

"The host is big, I think Ji Baimo, it's broken......" 114 said dumbfoundedly.