Yan Shiliang lost all the power to question Yan Bai at this moment, and kept recalling the pictures in his mind, and he was the same, after gaining all the trust of Yan Bai, he pushed her into hell and sent her to a mental hospital, telling her that all the trust was fake.

Yan Bai's desperate and incredulous gaze came to mind, as if he no longer trusted everything in this world, and he was dead.

The word retribution appeared vividly in Yan Shiliang's heart, like a spike, piercing into his heart, and the pain was unbearable.

Maybe this is Yan Bai's curse on him, the retribution for him, so that he also tastes the loss of everything and the betrayal of the person he trusts the most.

He has nothing now, even his sister who he remembered on the tip of his heart, Yan Bai has also been lost, and he was even stabbed in the back.

"No ......" seemed to be strongly stimulated, Yan Shiliang's eyes instantly turned red, holding his head, shrinking to the ground, shaking his head, and looking like he had fallen into a state of madness.

"Momo, what's wrong with Brother Shiliang?" Yan Bai no longer looked at Yan Shiliang, she walked to Ji Baimo's side, grabbed Ji Baimo's hand, lowered her eyes with a little smile, and spoke.

"Well, I guess it's crazy." Ji Baimo picked up Yan Bai's hand and took out a white handkerchief from his pocket, he was very careful and wiped Yan Bai's hand aside, this seems to have become Ji Baimo's habit, he doesn't like Yan Bai to touch other people, so he has to wipe off all the traces of being touched, Ji Baimo's crow-colored eyelashes trembled slightly, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"So what to do?" Yan Bai blinked and looked at Ji Baimo.

"Send it for treatment, right, in vain." Ji Baimo stroked Yan Bai's face, pinched Yan Bai's cheeks with slightly cool fingertips, and the corners of his lips outlined a smile, but his eyes were glowing with cold light, and the corners of his eyes skimmed the decadent and abnormal Yan Shiliang, where should crazy people go for treatment, it goes without saying.

"He covets you, in vain, and this is an unpardonable sin, so." Ji Baimo stared at Yan Bai, who was close at hand, his crow-colored eyelashes fluttering, and his expression was sultry.

"I smell a smell of vinegar, what a grudge!" 114 heard Ji Baimo's words on the side, and complained silently, secretly rolled his eyes in his heart, and complained about Ji Baimo's careful eyes.

So what 114 can probably guess, if you want Yan Shiliang to be unlucky, you no longer have the idea of coveting Yan Bai.

"Momo, I'm jealous~" Yan Bai listened to Ji Baimo's words, reached out and poked Ji Baimo's cheek, blinking his eyes, looking extremely playful.

"Yes." Ji Baimo didn't hide it at all, there was absolute possession in his eyes, as if he wanted to leave his own mark on Yan Bai's body, he leaned over and kissed Yan Bai's peach-like sweet lips.

The audience is everyone in the live broadcast room, as well as 114 and Yan Shiliang.

#扎心了, Brother Shiliang. #

The live broadcast room is full of this barrage.

……

At the same time, in a cemetery, it was extremely cold all around, except for a figure standing, holding a bouquet of flowers and a diary in his hand, with a rare gentle smile on his face.

"This flower is your favorite, I haven't forgotten." Yan Li spoke.

The black-and-white photo on the tombstone also seems to have a smile, as if it is delighted.