Even though he was held by his brother, even though he listened to his sworn promise, Chou Slave knew better than anyone in his heart: after this time, we will never see him again!

But this touch of warmth and this tie is something that Chou Slave cannot let go of no matter what!

With her last glimmer of hope, she begged Nongyin.

Nongyin talked with Li Qi responsibly for a long time, and Li Qi finally shook his head: My sister understands me.

Bai Qi felt a little sad for no reason.

Of course the ugly slave understands...

Just like myself back then...why don't I understand?

But why not let her die first?

Why should she take the life of her loved one personally? Why should she watch everything happen?

Why is she still allowed to pretend as if nothing happened after experiencing the so-called righteous sacrifice?

Bai Qi's eyes gradually turned red, and the aura of restlessness and despair swept over her, making her whole body stiff.

Ye Ji clearly felt the change in her and unconsciously hugged her tighter.

He lowered his head, and his soft voice flowed slowly in her ears, like a hot spring flowing through a glacier, bringing some warmth: "Xiao Bai, I will always stay with you and never leave."

Bai Qi was a little confused, but after hearing these words, he finally regained some consciousness.

She curled her lips, her cold smile without any warmth, but soon, the stern look in her eyebrows disappeared, replaced by the cool and ruffian look she was used to.

"You said the wrong line." Bai Qi said seriously, "Brother would never say such a thing."

Ye Ji felt sorry for her habit of using arrogance to hide her true thoughts, and said softly with a smile: "Brother can't do it, but I can."

"Ah?" Bai Qi felt a little unable to follow his train of thought.

Are you still so confident when you say the wrong lines?

The doting look in Ye Ji's eyes became even stronger: "Go and change quickly, don't think about it."

Bai Qi suppressed the irritability in his heart, frowned and nodded: "Yes."

Watching Bai Qi leave with a smile, Ye Ji slowly let go of her tightly squeezed hands.

"Live...live well..." He murmured softly.

As if in distant memory, Xiaobai also said this when we first met.

When he was eight years old, he was kidnapped by enemies of the Ji family. The other party demanded a divorce. Unexpectedly, the kidnappers took advantage of both sides and killed a similar little boy to pay for the debt, then sold him to a base on an unknown desert island.

There were a group of children of about the same age. They all looked exquisite, but their eyes were empty, and they acted numbly and acted like robots.

He was afraid and started to run away, but no matter how he ran, he would be caught.

The man in the white protective suit looked like a ghost, appearing calmly just when he finally thought he was about to escape.

No one hurt him, and there was no punishment, but he was caught again and again.

He was even thinking, are these children... are they the same as him? They have experienced despair in the hope day after day, and have become what they are now.

Ji Ye felt like he was going crazy!

But he was finally lucky. Before he was driven crazy, there was sudden movement in the base.

A group of people in white protective clothing escorted a little girl over.

Although she looked smaller than him, the aura of that girl was too strong.

He stood in a row with the others, and Ji Ye vaguely felt that these numb children finally had some emotions. They seemed... all afraid of her?

The girl started to call her name. "No. 1."

"Number two."

"Number three."

An extremely cold tone.

She finally walked up to Ji Ye, raised her eyelashes, and there was no trace of warmth in her eyes.

"Number nine."

It's not a roll call, but a direct notification to Ji Ye that he is number nine.

Ji Ye was unconvinced: "I have my own name."

She didn't even raise her eyelids, and didn't even see how she took action? A black pistol was pointed directly between his eyebrows.

Cold, chilly, with the fear of death.

Ji Ye has seen this thing before. The kidnapper used it to beat a boy to death.

The girl's tone was still as cold as snow: "No. 9."

Ji Ye gritted his teeth and squeezed his hands tightly. He didn't know where the courage came from, but he refused to let go: "My name is not No. 9!"

The girl was a little surprised, but the emotions in her eyes passed quickly, and she calmly opened the safety button.

Hearing the sound of the pistol, it was impossible for Ji Ye not to be afraid! But he persisted in looking into her eyes!

Without blinking.

"Bang--"

A huge explosion sounded in his ears, and he trembled all over, but he didn't feel the pain he imagined.

The black pistol was pressed against his ear.

That shot penetrated the target behind him and hit the red heart!

Ji Ye felt like his breathing was almost suffocated.

"Don't seek death." The girl's tone was still calm and cold: "Live well. Only the living deserve to have a name. Now, your name is No. 9."
Chapter completed!