Yan Bai took Ji Baimo away, and Yan Li glanced at everyone in the Ji family with a slightly apologetic look, and then pushed Yan Bai in a wheelchair and left the Ji family together.

Ji Ruyu stood in place, silently staring at the back of Yan Bai sitting in a wheelchair, and the emotions in her eyes were extremely complicated.

The scene when he met Yan Bai for the first time, he will never forget it.

He wants to protect this beautiful person, even if his strength is weak, but he also wants to dedicate his greatest strength to her as much as possible, Ji Ruyu clenched his fists and sighed in his heart.

……

After Yan Bai and the others left the Ji family, they returned to the Ji family, Ji Baimo's home, where he would occasionally live alone.

Time has only passed one night, Yan Bai took the key into the keyhole, turned it gently, the door was opened, the furnishings in the room did not change, there were a few clothes spread on the sofa, a pressure cooker was placed on the stove, and the things inside were half-baked, obviously the owner of the place left in a hurry, and before he had time to finish processing these ingredients, he hurriedly turned off the fire and left here.

"......" Yan Li looked at these things, and felt a little unbearable in his heart, yesterday was New Year's Day, and it should have been ......

"Let Momo go back to his room and sleep." Yan Bai looked back at the few people who followed behind him, with a sweet smile on his face, raised his lips, and spoke again.

"It's too cold inside, Momo will definitely catch a cold."

Listening to Yan Bai's words, Yan Li's subordinates looked at Yan Li, their faces were a little embarrassed, they all knew clearly that the person lying in the ice coffin was a dead man, how could a dead person be cold, if he was put in the room, the weather would be warmer, and the corpse would be ...... Rotten.

"Go ahead." Yan Li shook his head and motioned for them to do so.

He believes that Yan Bai will always figure it out for himself and will always accept this fact.

……

Night, night falls.

Ji Baimo's room is lit with an incandescent lamp, the interior is Ji Baimo's usual style furnishings, in the gray silk quilt, there is a person lying down, Ji Baimo is just like Yan Bai said, sleeping quietly, lying in the quilt, the skin is almost transparent and pale, you can faintly see the clear and colored blood vessels hidden under the skin, and the thin lips maintain a slightly hooked arc.

"Momo." Yan Bai was wearing pajamas, the quilt was lifted, and then she lay down in the quilt, she looked at Ji Baimo, with a little satisfaction on her face, her hands wrapped around Ji Baimo's waist, and buried her head in Ji Baimo's chest, just like in the past.

Only this time, there was no heartbeat, and what I felt was a hard body, which was the corpse stiffness that appeared after the death of the person, and after the corpse was stiff, it would maintain the movements before death, Ji Baimo is hand posture was slightly raised, as if touching someone.

"Momo, it's cold." Yan Bai closed her eyes and didn't let go, her lips went up, and then she spoke softly again.

"I feel cold, too."

But it doesn't matter, she can hug Momo and transfer her warmth to Momo's body, so that Momo won't be so cold, hugging ...... It's sure to get warm again.

It becomes the warmest embrace.

"Good night, Momo." Yan Bai poked her head out, she kissed Ji Baimo's lips gently, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and then retracted into the quilt again, closed her eyes, and hooked Ji Baimo very tightly with her hand, as if she would not let go of anything.