Chapter 142

Jiang Yuanbai suddenly stopped his voice, his eyes fell on the ground beside him, and his lips pursed into a silent straight line.

Moy paused, and looking along his line of sight, the dark brown, dry film on the floor and walls seemed to have become thinner, evaporated and disappeared at the speed visible to the naked eye, revealing the messy and dirty surface of the room under it.

The room was filled with an indescribable strange smell.

Mo Yi could almost hear the slight "Zizi" sound of the film evaporation.

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Yuanbai. He was still staring at the ground not far away. A trace of dark red blood was slowly sliding down the corner of his lip and hanging on his chin.

Mo Yi a Leng, subconsciously said: "you..."

His voice seemed to wake Jiang Yuanbai. He seemed to wake up from his sleep and turn his head to Mo Yi.

Jiang Yuanbai seems to want to say something, but he just opened his mouth, more dark red blood gushed out of his mouth, the color of blood was as deep as thick mud, and the black red color instantly dyed his chin and trickled down.

Some of him reached out to catch the dripping blood in a trance, and some gazed at the strange dark red blood that quickly dyed his fingers and palms. It took him a long time to recover.

Jiang Yuanbai began to cough violently, his thin body arched up, shaking like a withered leaf in the wind in his hoarse cough, and he could not control himself to tilt to one side -

Mo Yi frowned tightly, and quickly came forward to hold Jiang Yuanbai who had fallen down.

Jiang Yuanbai managed to suppress his cough, wiped his bloody mouth with the back of his trembling hand, and said in a hoarse voice:

" I'm fine. "

He looked up at Mo Yi. The film covering the window had melted away at the moment. The sun that had been blocked out of the window for a long time was finally shining into the room. The whole room looked like a disaster scene after a disaster.

Jiang Yuanbai's face looked almost blue in the sun. He took a deep breath and continued:

"I can feel My memory is gradually disappearing - when it is erased, the game will not allow it. "

at the last moment, his voice weakened, and his eyelids closed slowly. Mo Yi's heart tightened and he subconsciously reached for his nose.

Feeling the weak and moist air flow brushing the cold finger belly, Mo Yi slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Great. Jiang Yuanbai just passed out.

Mo Yi slightly relaxed his back, which had been tight since the beginning, moved his arm a little, adjusted a less awkward posture for Jiang Yuanbai who had fainted, and then raised his voice and cried:

"Wen Chen! Yuanrou

Soon after his voice dropped, he heard the rapid footsteps outside the door. Within seconds, the door of the room was pushed open.

Jiang yuanrou stands stiff at the door. Her eyes are straight and tightly stuck to Jiang Yuanbai in Mo Yi's arms. Her lips tremble and she can't speak.

Mo Yi looked down at Jiang Yuanbai and realized how misunderstood he was. He quickly explained to him:

"Yuanbai is OK. He just fainted."

Jiang yuanrou seemed to have been drained of all her strength. She reached for the wall around her to prevent her from falling down. She took a deep breath and walked with a still unsteady step. She took Jiang Yuanbai from Mo Yi's arm, and then looked up at Mo Yi:

"I..."

As soon as the first word was spoken, Jiang yuanrou's eyes turned red. She took a deep breath, then said in a strong calm voice:

"I contacted the trusted hand to deal with this mess, and took Yuanbai to other places for treatment."

Mo Yi stood up and nodded absently.

He crossed Jiang yuanrou's squatting body and looked not far away - Wen Chen was standing at the door.

He stood upright in the corridor and reappeared in the light. He looked like a black shadow tearing the light hard, and it was like a sharp wedge piercing the retina.

Mo Yi looks at him, knowing that the other party is looking back at him.

The sound of falling wind sounded in my ears, and nothing else could be heard.

"Hey, are you ok?"

Jiang yuanrou's thunder like voice sounded from a far away place and seemed to explode in his ears.

Mo Yi suddenly regains his mind and takes back his sight. He looks down at Jiang yuanrou, who is standing in front of him. She is looking up at herself with a puzzled look on her face. She repeats in her mouth:

"are you ok?"

“…… Not bad. " Mo Yi conceals ground to hang down an eye, reply: "today is really a long day."

Jiang yuanrou raised her hand and rubbed her temple. She sighed wearily Yes

She patiently asked the question she had just asked: "do you want me to ask someone to help you go back?"Mo Yi nodded: "thank you very much."

After he finished talking with Jiang yuanrou, he walked to the door. The distance between Wen Chen and him gradually narrowed. Mo Yi could see that the angular face of the other party was gradually clear. His light gray eyes were staring at him in the light.

"do you hear his voice coming home

Mo Yi was stunned for half a second, then narrowed his eyes slowly. His eyes looked deeply into Wen Chen's eyes, as if to gaze at his soul through the dark pupil in the light iris.

It seems that he just wants to see his own small and clear reflection in his eyes.

He withdrew his eyes and said calmly:

"well, go home."

As they walked out side by side, the black mucus once covered in the corridor and the dark brown film formed after it dried up have almost disappeared. However, the traces of devastation in the room are still clearly visible. The sunlight shining into the room from the window is quite a kind of illusion that seems to be separated from the world.

Jiang yuanrou's people are very efficient. Looking down from the top of the stairs, you can see someone carrying a huge cleaning instrument near the villa.

When the machine started up, the hum and roar vibrated in the air, breaking the silence that had lasted until now.

Wen Chen is gazing at him in the sunlight, the lip angle is slightly cocked up.

Mo Yi saw his lips move gently, as if to say something, but the noise in the room made him completely unable to hear each other's voice.

He frowned, raised his voice and asked, "what do you say?"

Wen Chen looks at him, and then comes close to his ear -- the cold and humid breath blows over his ear. Mo Yi hears the other side say:

"the sunshine is beautiful."

Mo Yi pursed his lips and looked at the light shining through the window. His lips showed an invisible smile:

" Yes

As they walked to the door, they saw several people carrying stretchers past their eyes. On the stretcher were several familiar faces, all of whom were guards at the door that Mo Yi had seen before. They look embarrassed, eyes closed, faces are similar pain and ferocity, as if they are experiencing a nightmare can not wake up.

The figure color carrying the stretcher passed in a hurry, and the figure soon disappeared in the sight.

Mo Yi's eyes stop for a moment in their disappearing back, then turn around and ask, "will they be ok?"

Wen Chen droops his eyes, complexion calmly replies: "they stay in those" thing "the time is not long, according to reason is won't have the life danger."

Mo Yi said without hesitation That's it

He took back his sight and went to the door with Wen Chen. A car was waiting at the door. Someone opened the door for them.

Two people bent down to sit in the car, the car will slowly start.

This time in the city is not the peak period, the traffic flow is not big, the vehicles are smooth all the way, and soon drive to the destination.

Mo Yi opens the door with the key, and they enter the room one after another. The familiar atmosphere and quiet environment in the room can not help but produce a kind of indescribable fatigue.

"What do you want to eat?" asked Wen Chen

Mo Yi suddenly realized that he didn't eat anything since he woke up this morning. His feeling of exhaustion and hunger seemed to be awakened from the depths of his body. He moved his stiff and aching arm and replied:

" All right. "

He walked to the study in a hurry, and without looking back, he said, "I have several variables that need to be changed. You can decide."

Wen Chen stopped him after his death: "so, did you get the answer you want in Jiang Yuanbai?"

Mo Yi put the finger on the handle of the study door slightly a meal, equivocal ground says: "probably."

He opened the door in front of him and opened the room slowly.

The screen in the room is flashing blue light, and the data on it seems to be constantly moving at a speed that is hard to capture by the naked eye.

Mo Yi's eyes swept across one of the screens, showing the number of calculations so far:

8234702394.

He took a deep breath, pulled a chair and sat down. He reached out and took the empty coffee cup that had been poured on the table from the pile after pile of messy calculation drafts. There were still mud colored coffee stains with the same color as the cup in it. After the table was simply cleaned up, it finally became much fresher.

Mo Yi slowly put his hands on the keyboard, eyes slightly down, as if thinking about something.

The slightly loosened sleeve slipped off the wrist, revealing the ribbon that was wrapped around the wrist bone.

As cold as water, the ribbon tightly adheres to the skin, and the messy patterns on it are entangled like some abstract paintings. The sharp color contrast deeply stings the eyes of the viewer.Mo Yi's eyes fell for a few seconds, and then he took the ribbon off his wrist.

The unknown cloth seemed to carry his body temperature and slowly unfolded in front of his eyes. Even if he didn't know how long it had wound on his wrist, there was still no crease on it.

The long blood like silk thread runs through the whole silk belt from the beginning to the end. The thick black ink spots on the silk ribbon are dyed into the main body from the edge of the silk ribbon, and then spread along the direction of the silk thread. It is deep and shallow alternating with the original silver background, which looks strange and harmonious.

It's almost twice as much as the last time I saw it.

Was it caused by the sticky black substance in Jiang yuanrou's villa?

After all, the black on the top began to spread because he touched the black sticky substance around Jiang Yuanbai's body with the ribbon in the copy --

Mo Yi reached out to touch the remaining blank on the ribbon, and his eyes were slightly heavy.

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