The girl on the bed looked extremely thin, with her skin so white. The blood vessels on her hands quietly placed on the quilt showed bruises. There were needles inserted into the blood vessels, and nutrient solution was continuously injected into the infusion stand. These were all the nutrients that kept her alive. I haven't seen the sunshine for a long time. The light reflected in the window shone on her fair skin, making people feel that it was translucent, as if it would dissipate at any time. Her eyelashes were thick and dense. At this moment, her eyes were closed, and her eyelashes were like two curly little fans, which looked very beautiful, like an exquisite doll, a doll that fell asleep and was well-behaved and obedient.

I don’t know how long the girl on the bed has been lying on it. Her head is black and long, and she is neatly combed and hung to the side. It can be imagined that if the girl on the bed stands up, her head will definitely drop to the ground.

But these are not the focus of 114. It has been stuck from the moment it entered the room, unable to speak, and its head is knotted and unable to think at all. It stared at the girl lying on the bed in a daze. The previous confusion disappeared, and it finally remembered it.

This is its host...

No wonder it is so familiar around. Isn’t this Ji Baimo’s room? This room has the atmosphere of life, and the source of this atmosphere of life comes from Ji Baimo. Various suits hanging in the closet are placed on the wall and sketched countless times. The people on these paintings have the same face. There are a pile of white paper on the table, with the same two words written on it. They write hard and the notes are messy, as if they are enduring and restraining something, as if they want to carve it into their souls.

Yan Bai, Yan Bai, Yan Bai...

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

The calendar hanging on the wall was torn page after page, and it looked silently at the date and year above.

It started from the time when its host fell into a deep sleep and became a vegetable, four years passed. It was not very clear about how Ji Baimo spent these years.

114 floated to Yan Bai lying on the bed. It leaned against Yan Bai's chest. Its body was an oval silver sphere. It was originally extremely shiny, but now it was only dull. 114 sensed the sleeping consciousness in his center and spoke in a low voice.

"Host big."

"114 I hope you are happy. Now we are back. The host has slept enough, right? We have been sleeping too heavily this time."

Now 114 is no different from humans. After it said this, Yan Bai's consciousness hidden in its center finally moved, as if it was being pulled by something and slowly sank into the chest of the girl on the bed. 114 still leaned 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 as it said.

I slept for a long time and was heavy enough, and it was time to wake up.
Chapter completed!