He shook his head slowly, then stepped forward, stopped beside Wen Chen. The dizzy brain processed information very slowly, and it took a while before he came to his senses.

Mo Yi took a deep breath and realized that Wen Chen's palm was holding his arm tightly. The cold temperature of his palm penetrated into the skin through the thin clothes, making his nerves sharper.

He reached out to grab Wen Chen's arm and asked slowly:

"How are you?"

Wen Chen nodded, staring at him with a pair of light-colored eyes, as if he could no longer put anything else in his eyes, and he smiled softly:

"Don't worry, I'm not injured."

Mo Yi finally came to his senses from the dizziness just now and looked down at Jiang Yuanrou and Jiang Yuanbai who were embracing each other on the ground.

Jiang Yuanrou's face was wet with tears. She sobbed pitifully, stretching out her trembling palms to caress Jiang Yuanbai's face.

Jiang Yuanbai's closed eyelids moved slightly and opened his eyes with difficulty. He stared at Jiang Yuanrou blankly for a while before he said in a faint voice that was hoarse and almost lost his voice:

"……sister?"

The tears on Jiang Yuanrou's face were even more fierce. She grabbed Jiang Yuanbai's face hard and said with gritted teeth:

"Do you know how worried I am about you? If you don't say hello next time, you'll wait for me to beat you up. Have you heard it?"

Jiang Yuanbai let out a faint cry of pain.

Mo Yi twitched Wen Chen's arm, raised his chin gently, indicating that it was time for them to leave.

Just as they slowly walked out, Mo Yi heard Jiang Yuanbai's faint shouting from behind: "Brother Mo..."

Mo Yi's steps were slightly paused. He turned his head in confusion and looked at Jiang Yuanbai. He saw that he struggled to support his upper body with his arms, his pale face was not bloody at all, and his light brown eyes looked at Mo Yi deeply:

"I heard you."

Mo Yi was stunned: "What does it mean..."

Jiang Yuanbai stared at Mo Yi, and his eyes seemed to be empty in his out of focus. He opened his mouth mechanically, then calmed down and asked in a hoarse voice: "You were wrapped in mucus just now, right?"

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes and did not answer.

Jiang Yuanbai continued, "When you were wrapped in mucus just now, I "heard" you."

He paused, his face turned paler in an instant. He took a deep breath and said slowly:

"You want to know what the hell is this game, right?"

Jiang Yuanrou was stunned, as if she didn't think of the current direction of the matter, and subconsciously turned her head to look at Mo Yi.

Mo Yi stood on a dry dark brown ground, and the dim lights in the corridor shone in from behind him, blurring his facial contours. The depths of his dark pupils were calm and there was no sign of any emotional change.

Mo Yi did not answer positively, but just asked softly: "What do you want to say?"

Jiang Yuanbai took a deep breath with difficulty, as if he was suffering from some great pain. He trembled and said slowly:
Chapter completed!