Chapter 143

Mo Yi then stayed in the study for nearly eight hours.

The room is filled with the hum of the machine when it is running, and the sound of keyboard tapping is like running water, which is constantly integrated into the background sound of the room.

The bright blue light illuminates Mo Yi's expressionless face. The high brow bone casts a deep shadow on his face, covering the sunken eye socket and staring at the small space in front of him.

It has to be said that Jiang Yuanbai's information provided him with a new idea.

He's now using these ideas to modify his previous algorithm.

Mo Yi stops tapping the keyboard, calmly and peacefully looks at the screen in front of him, and slowly exhales a breath.

I have to say, this time was very smooth.

He lowered his eyelashes and took a look at the dial on his wrist - less than twenty hours before he next entered the copy.

Mo Yi raised his eyes, moved his fingertips and pressed the Enter key on the keyboard.

With a clear sound from the pressing of the key cap, the number on the screen on the right which has been stagnant for a long time starts to change again, and the number above is growing rapidly with the change of time.

Mo Yi stood up from the desk, opened the door of the study and went out.

Wen Chen raised his head from the sofa and asked, "how?"

Mo Yi stretched a little stiff back for a while, nodded his head and replied, "it's OK, it's making progress."

As he spoke, he walked into the kitchen and saw several simple dishes warming up on the stove.

Mo Yi ate some absentmindedly. After putting the empty bowl in the dishwasher, he simply washed it as fast as he could, and then turned and walked to his room.

He set an alarm clock on his mobile phone to make sure he woke up within 10 hours of entering the game.

Mo Yi's pace at the door a little pause, and then turned to look at Wen Chen sitting on the sofa, said in a low voice:

"good night."

After that, he closed the door behind him.

Wen Chen is looking at the door that closes tightly, drooped a little eyes slightly, long eyelash leaves thin shadow in deep eye socket, face still does not have what expression.

He stood up in silence and walked slowly to the door, his pace as silent as a cat.

Wen Chen hesitantly pursed her lips.

He raised his hand, and his bony palms were placed parallel not far from the door panel. It seemed that the distance between the palm and the door panel could not be crossed by any means, so he hung steadily in the air.

He knew that Mo Yi could detect his sense of existence in the fog.

But he didn't want to give up an opportunity to be so close to Mo Yi.

This makes Wen Chen a little confused for a moment.

At this time, he heard Mo Yi's voice coming from inside, which seemed to be distorted through the door:

" I hear you at the door

Wen Chen's whole body was stiff Seriously, how did he do it?

His muscles were tense, and he couldn't find a word to answer, so he kept silent in embarrassment and pondered over what to say.

Just then, a light, almost inaudible sigh came from the door.

Mo Yi's voice seems to be frustrated and helpless Come on in

Wen Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he was afraid of Mo Yi's regret. He opened the door and quickly walked in. Then he quickly closed the door behind him.

The ceiling light in the room has been turned off, only the table lamp on the bedside table is still on. Mo Yi is sitting on the head of the bed with his back. The dim light of the small desk lamp prints soft lines on his side face.

The light is like water in his deeply sunk clavicle, and a small piece of skin at the intersection of shoulder and neck is illuminated with warm texture, as if it will shine and attract people's eyes.

The vision of Wen Chen cannot help but fall on that piece of skin.

Mo Yi raised his eyes and looked at him. He pinched the bridge of his nose a little tired. Then he accentuated his voice and stressed:

" This is really the last time! "

Smell Chen absentmindedly ground nods a head, seem to have not listened to Mo Yi's words.

Mo Yi restrained his impulse to raise his hand again. He took a deep breath of the faint regret in his chest. He could not help feeling that he had made a wrong decision.

Wen Chen has already come over. Mo Yi yawns and is tired again. He raises his eyelids and looks at Wen Chen. Then he moves to the bed and says in a low voice:

"turn off the light."

Wen Chen obediently reaches out to turn off the desk lamp, and the room instantly returns to darkness.

Mo Yi felt that the bed on his side was sunk by gravity, and the mattress below made a slight squeak in the dark.

The slight cold breath spreads out, just like the moist and cool taste of pine forest after rain, which makes people feel calm.Mo Yi closed his eyes and felt his senses slowly sink into the darkness. It seemed that he finally broke a small gap in the shackles of his heart, so that he could finally catch his breath.

Although he didn't show it all the time, Mo Yi was very clear in his heart about the impact of being wrapped up in the black material in Jiang yuanrou's villa It's not as small as he looks.

He clearly remembered the feeling of sinking into the deep darkness.

Cold, desperate, dirty, unable to break free, unable to escape.

The invisible, silent and colorless darkness, like muddy tentacles, dragged him down to the bottom of the sea in the dark. The suffocating pressure pressed heavily on his body every time, and the cold sea water poured into the eardrum.

Even after breaking away from the black mucus, the weight-loss feeling brought by the fall is still haunting around his body like gangrene, and then covered up by Mo Yi.

Although for such a long time, Mo Yi is used to having the same dream after dream.

But this time it's not the same.

It's like the nightmare that haunts him for many years suddenly comes true, breaks through the boundary between reality and illusion and invades into reality. It's as if he has lost control of everything.

This feeling was terrible -

Mo Yi slowly took a deep breath and pressed back some of his ups and downs again.

At this time, he heard the voice of Wen Chen coming from the side of his pillow:

"today..."

Mo Yi opens his eyes and stares at the shadow that seems to be changing in the darkness before his eyes, and quietly waits for what Wen Chen says next.

Only heard Chen continue to say, the voice seems to have no fluctuation: "Jiang Yuanbai You hugged him

Mo Yi one Leng, did not keep up with Wen Chen's train of thought, subconsciously ground makes a voice: "hmm?"

His voice is still low and gentle, but Mo Yi seems to hear a strange grievance: "today in the villa, I see you holding Jiang Yuanbai."

Mo Yi is now finally following Wen Chen's train of thought, and her expression on her face can't help but be a little subtle:

" That's because he fainted

The darkness became silent. Mo Yi could only hear his breathing sound in the quiet night, as if all the voices were silent.

Wen Chen has no premonitory ground to open a mouth to say: "Oh."

His voice was smooth, with no fluctuations: "I'm a little dizzy."

Mo Yi:

He turned around on the bed, looking at Wen Chen lying on the other side of the bed in the dark.

Wen Chen also turned his head to look at Mo Yi. His face was blurred in the dark. Mo Yi could only see half of the dim lines illuminated by the light outside the window on Wen Chen's side face, smoothly sliding into the dark.

Mo Yi said helplessly:

" All right

After that, Mo Yi leaned forward, stretched out his arms, and gently hugged Wen Chen. The body in his arms felt cold and flexible, almost not like a living person. However, at the moment of being embraced, his muscles suddenly tightened and trembled under his arm.

Mo Yi returned to his pillow and asked, "are you satisfied now?"

In the dark, Wen Chen did not answer for a long time.

Once again, his sleepiness hit like the tide, and Mo Yi's eyelids began to fight.

Just when he was about to fall into a deep sleep, Mo Yi vaguely heard Wen Chen send out a vague syllable in a low voice:

" Well. "

Then, as if all the sounds were moving away, the fresh and humid breeze after the rain with the cold breath of pine trees sped silently.

It seems that the stars are inverted, and the light and shadow are colorful.

The buzzing sound of the alarm clock wakes Mo Yi from his sleep.

He frowned a little, then groped with his eyes closed and rang the alarm at the head of the bed.

Mo Yi opened his eyes slowly, but was startled by the scene in front of him -

Wen Chen's face was close at hand, the bright light outside the window showed his facial features, and his light eyes showed a light brown color in the sun.

He laughed, touched Mo Yi's lips, and then quickly backed back. His low voice made a slight vibration in the air:

"good morning."

Mo Yi felt relieved for a while. He pushed aside Wen Chen and sat up straight:

" Good morning

As he got out of bed, he asked, "you look awake. Didn't you fall asleep this time?"

Mo Yi had a good sleep this time. As expected, he did not have that nightmare again. The startling moment he experienced in Jiang yuanrou's villa yesterday became like a nihilistic dream, and the impact seemed to be slowly disappearing.

Wen Chen looks at him, answer way: "I fell asleep, just wake up very early just."Mo Yi nodded, indicating that he knew.

He got up and went to wash himself. He picked up the mobile phone he had left aside. He walked to the bathroom and loosened Jiang yuanrou's hair:

[I'm in the copy today. Can you do me a favor? 】

Jiang yuanrou replied quickly. 】

Mo Yi thought for a moment, and his fingers were typing on the screen of his mobile phone: "do you have any other accommodation? 】

two minutes later, Mo Yi's mobile phone vibrated twice, with a list of addresses sent by Jiang yuanrou.

Mo Yi glanced at random, then put his mobile phone outside the bathroom and took a shower in the bathroom. After coming out, he found that there was a message on his mobile phone.

From Jiang yuanrou:

[what do you need to prepare there? 】

Mo Yi wiped his hair with a towel and replied with one hand:

[no need. 】

he thought for a few seconds and added: "I just want to test a conjecture. 】

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