Chapter 135

Mo Yi opens his eyes.

The light golden sunlight outside the window shines through the translucent curtain, and sprinkles the printed lines on the ceiling above the head, and changes its shape with the micro motion of the curtain.

The room was filled with the warm smell of Gleditsia sinensis.

Mo Yi blinked slowly, staring at the dust floating in the sun in the air. His mind slowly came back to him. He recalled

Last night, he didn't have the nightmare that haunted him for years.

There was no darkness, no coldness, no endless falling, no voice whispering in his ear.

For a long time, Mo Yi didn't wake up like this steadily - there was no cold sweat soaked in his whole body, no breathing like suffocation.

But he remembers He didn't have a dream all night.

However, after waking up, Mo Yi could not recall the specific content of the dream. He only remembered some fragmentary fragments left in his mind.

Strawberry candy, afternoon sun, and a soft kiss.

Mo Yi blinked, those remnants in his mind and the feeling of the tip of his tongue instantly disappeared, as if the thin snow under the midday sun melted and disappeared without trace.

He moved his body for a moment, and the joints of his limbs, which had not moved for a long time, made a rusty cluck.

Mo Yi then realized that he had a slender arm loosely around his waist and hugged him possessively. A slight coolness came from the place close to him.

It was then that he remembered where the faint smell of pine forest had come from.

Mo Yi reached out and took the hand on his waist, then moved aside to free himself from the shackles.

He turned his head and looked at him. He saw that Chen was lying on his side with his eyes closed. His eyes were quietly closed. The high brow bone had a deep shadow, which was more sharp and profound in the sunlight outside the window.

He seemed to be aware of Mo Yi's movements, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then opened his eyes.

The light gray eyes looked at Mo Yi in a trance, which seemed unbelievable.

seeing that he was awake, Mo Yi did not deliberately relax his movements, and he sat up with his arms.

He yawned, a little bit of physiological tears oozed from the corners of his eyes, his drooping eyelashes were black and bright, and his voice was hoarse in the morning:

" Good morning

Wen Chen still lies on the bed, slightly some trance ground stares at just Mo Yi to lie on the bed sheet of the fold that float up.

He murmured No way. "

Mo Yi didn't hear what he was saying. He turned to him and asked, "what?"

Wen Chen looks up to see to him, in the eye of light color still seems to take the surprise that just left down: "this is impossible..."

Mo Yi frowned: "what is impossible?"

Wen Chen slowly sat up from the bed, and the thin quilt slipped off his body. He looked at the pillow he had been lying on before in a trance, then turned his head and looked at Mo Yi again:

"last night I fell asleep... "

Mo Yi was also stunned: "according to the appearance just now I think so. "

Wen Chen's still seems not to fully accept this fact, he slowly frowned: "but, this is impossible."

He paused and continued, "I'm not a human being, I can't sleep."

Mo Yi looked at him thoughtfully: "so Was last night the first time you've ever been able to remember? "

It's a coincidence.

Wen Chen nods gently.

At this time, Mo Yi's mobile phone on the bedside table hummed and vibrated twice, and the screen lit up, interrupting Mo Yi's thoughts.

He stepped to the edge of the bed, bent down to pick up the phone, finger gently on the screen, an unread message jumped out.

It's from Jiang yuanrou.

You haven't shown up for three days. We're all worried about you. Call back. 】

Mo Yi turned off the text messages and flipped through the call records and missed calls randomly. He found that there were many missed calls in the past few days, including those from Shen Lei, Wang Zezhi and Jiang yuanrou.

He looked down at the screen and thought for a few seconds. Then he seemed to think of something. He looked up at Wen Chen and asked:

"by the way, you told me that Jiang Yuanbai would have psychological problems in the copy before

Wen Chen seems to be still immersed in the shock just now, did not return to God, absentmindedly nodded.

Mo Yi glanced down at the bright screen of the mobile phone, then continued:

"is that why Jiang Yuanbai has been in a coma since returning to the real world

Wen Chen just turned his head to look at Mo Yi now, narrowed his eyes, and replied: -- Maybe. "

He got up from the bed, went to Mo Yi, and then continued: "the longer you stay in the game, the more polluted it will be. For an ordinary person's mind, this is unbearable."Mo Yi rubbed the side of the mobile phone in his hand and pursed his lips slightly.

…… Pollution.

He turned his head to look at the face of Wen Chen and asked, "do you have a way to wake him up?"

Wen Chen thought for a while and replied, "should."

He dropped his eyes and said again, "the impact of games on everyone is different, so I'm not sure."

Mo Yi nodded, then lowered his head and typed a few words on his mobile phone and sent it out.

He looked up to Wen Chen and said, "I'll go wash and gargle, and then we'll go to Jiang yuanrou to have a look."

After that, Mo Yi turned and walked toward the bathroom. Halfway there, he turned to Wen Chen and frowned:

"by the way, about your sleep problems Do you have a clue? "

Wen Chen wrung eyebrow slowly, shook head.

Mo Yi is also confused about this matter. He can only guess that it has something to do with Wen Chen's blood It seems that with the deepening of this relationship, Wen Chen's sense of existence in the real world is becoming stronger and stronger, which also deepens the connection between him and reality Maybe that's why he can sleep in reality?

But now there is too little evidence or clues The only thing he can do is guess.

When Mo Yi was deep in thought, he only heard the voice of Wen Chen coming from his ear:

"now there are too few samples to be sure."

Mo Yi subconsciously agrees with the place to nod, but point to half seem to finally aware of the wrong place, look up to Wen Chen.

He turned his head and looked at the light spot printed on the wall by the sunlight outside the window, and said casually:

"that How about more experiments? "

Mo Yi: Why isn't he surprised at all.

Perhaps noticing that Mo Yi has not answered for a long time, Wen Chen turns his head and looks at him. He is standing at the door of the room with his dark eyes staring at him. His deep eyes can't see the fluctuation of his emotions, which makes him feel guilty.

Wen Chen looks down and coughs, as if he wants to open his mouth to ease the current atmosphere. At this moment, only Mo Yi says:

is heard "Maybe."

It seems specious, but there are still some turning words in Wen Chen's ears, which makes Wen Chen's eyes light up. He pretends to be reserved and suppresses the corners of his lips:

"in this case, it should not be too late, so we should start from tonight."

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly: "I'm sorry Don't push your luck. "

Wen Chen finally couldn't restrain the smile on his lips. The corners of his mouth were raised high, and his whole face was lit up. He was shining brightly, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of joy.

Mo Yi some speechless ground looked at Wen Chen, and then turned his head into the bathroom, clang of a door behind closed.

Two hours later, they came to Jiang yuanrou's villa.

Jiang yuanrou has been waiting for them at the gate.

Seeing the body shape of the two people appeared in the line of sight, her eyes suddenly lit up and quickly stepped up.

After courteous greetings, Jiang yuanrou looked at Mo Yi with slight anger and said, "you haven't seen a trace for a long time. Can't you see the end of the dragon? We've been worried about you. "

Mo Yi shrugged helplessly: "I'm really sorry, I always work like this I'll say hello to you in advance next time

He seemed to suddenly think of something and said to Jiang yuanrou, "by the way, those equipment are really helpful. Thank you."

Jiang yuanrou said with a smile: "it's just a little work. I can't thank you for what you did for Yuanbai."

As they walked, they chatted. Wen Chen was a little behind Mo Yi, and his eyes were deeply staring at Mo Yi who was walking a few steps away from him.

Jiang yuanrou turns around two people without trace. Then she stares at Wen Chen and says with a smile:

"Mr Wen, right? This is the second time we have met. "

Wen Chen's eyes moved, lightly swept over Jiang yuanrou's body, gave a brief "um" sound, and then looked at Mo Yi again. The cold and arrogant eyes just now subconsciously released softness.

At this level, Jiang yuanrou has nothing to understand. She winks at Mo Yi, then shows a secret smile and speeds up a few steps to get to the front of them.

Mo Yi:

One can't argue.

They quickly went to Jiang Yuanbai's room, and the atmosphere between them, which had just been quite relaxed, was suddenly heavy.

Jiang yuanrou stood at the door and took a deep breath. Her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were tinged with a deep melancholy. She reluctantly pulled up the corner of her lips and said to Mo Yi:

"I'm waiting for you here."

She is a smart person who knows what to see and what not to see.

Mo Yi Chong Jiang yuanrou nodded, and then went into the room with Wen Chen. The door closed quietly behind them.

Jiang Yuanbai lies quietly on the bed in the middle of the house. His lifeless face is as pale as the sheets. His body is quietly lying under the thin quilt. The room is filled with the smell of disinfection water.Jiang Yuanbai looks weaker than when Mo Yi saw him last time.

The room was silent, and only the regular, gentle drip of unknown instruments beside the bed could be heard.

Wen Chen stepped forward, looked down at Jiang Yuanbai's face, and then put his hand on his forehead -

the lines on the instrument suddenly changed violently, the drip sound intensified, and then quickly quieted down again.

Wen Chen's body trembled and retreated two steps. Mo Yi quickly stepped forward to hold his figure. He just heard his voice ring in his ear:

"OK."

The air flow of his speech brushed Mo Yi's ears and made him shrink his shoulders subconsciously. After a second, he reflected the consciousness in Wen Chen's words --

Mo Yi was slightly stunned, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the side of the bed.

I saw in Jiang Yuan white pale face, that pair of quiet down deep black eyelashes, gently trembling.

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