The person who came was Ji Baimo.

If you don’t understand, you may think that Ji Baimo is really reminiscing with Ji Changyao. The two have a good relationship and are very close.

This voice was so familiar to Ji Changyao. Even though he hadn't heard it for six years, at the moment he heard the sound, he felt like he fell into an ice cellar, his whole body was cold and cold. It was a feeling that was so cold that he felt in his heart. Looking at the figure gradually appeared, his eyes were blurred and dazed. At this moment, time seemed to be quietly retreating, backing back to the day he was most afraid of six years ago. This fear was engraved in his bones.

At that time, he begged the people in front of him to forgive him like a dead dog, but the people in front of him were obviously just a young man, green and tender, weak, but they showed an unusual maturity, covered in blood, like a completely crazy paranoid madman, approaching him with a smile and speaking.

"I want to send you all to accompany her, otherwise, she will be too lonely alone for such a long time."

Nightmare memories gradually emerged, and the blood on Ji Changyao's face faded away at this moment. The blood-stained boy in the memory overlapped with Ji Baimo who had completely matured in front of him. Time seemed to have never passed, and Ji Baimo's time had always stopped six years ago.

"Bai Mo, you are back!" Ji Hanyan and his wife were completely relieved this time. Ji Baimo appeared, so everything would not be a problem. There was joy and excitement in their voices. They knew that Ji Baimo would not have any problems, but fortunately he rushed back.

At this moment, Ji Baimo was wearing a handmade black velvet suit with a high-cut shape, with a slender and upright figure, invisibly oppressing aura. A crimson rose was hanging in the chest pocket of the suit. His peach blossom eyes were narrow and charming, frivolously rising, extremely beautiful, like a charming fox, with a magnificent amber color, and the golden wire-framed eyes on the bridge of his nose gave him a bit of warmth. The thin lips on both sides were pursed, and a smile rose upwards.

"Brother seems to not want to see me." He slowly walked into the room from the door. The door that was originally opened behind him clanged loudly and closed, leaving a suffocating feeling inside, and the oppressive person could not breathe.

"Bang..." The wine glass that Ji Changyao originally held fell to the ground, and instantly turned into a pile of debris. The red wine in the cup also flowed all over the ground, the bright red color was like blood.

"Ji Baimo, how could you be here..." Ji Changyao turned from the beginning of spring breeze to panic. In the face of fear, any reason would be discarded. Ji Changyao is in this state now. He has no way to think about it without coming. This situation was beyond his expectations. Ji Baimo... How could Ji Baimo come back? He has been missing for a month and has been back long ago. Why...

Ji Baimo pursed his lips and said nothing. His warm smile did not fade away. He just walked forward, but not towards the direction of the platform, but... the direction where Yan Bai and others were, he was holding a rose in his hand with distinct joints. It was not in his chest pocket before, but now it seemed like he was going to give it to someone.
Chapter completed!