Chapter 136

Jiang Yuanbai opened his eyes.

The instruments beside the bed suddenly began to buzz, and they rang in disorder throughout the room. Mo Yi looked at the several colorful lines on the dark green screen fluctuating violently-

The sound of dripping through the wall, and there was a knock on the door outside the door, and Jiang Yuanrou's anxious voice came muffled through the door panel:

"What happened?"

Mo Yi looked at Jiang Yuanbai who was sitting up slowly, and couldn't help but feel a little confused about what to do.

He paused, then cleared his throat, raised his voice and shouted, "It's okay...you can come in."

With a creaking sound, the door was pushed open urgently, and Jiang Yuanrou walked quickly into the room at the fastest speed—

Amid the chaotic sounds of instruments and dripping sounds, Jiang Yuanbai turned his head to look at the door, just in time to meet the sight of Jiang Yuanrou looking at him.

His face was pale and without any blood. His dark eyes were not in his eyes. His lips, which were often smiling, were straightened, and he stared at Jiang Yuanrou with an expressionless face.

——Living, sober.

Jiang Yuanrou's tears burst out from her eyes, rolling down her cheeks, making her look dirty.

She stepped up and rushed onto the bed, then hugged Jiang Yuanbai who was sitting upright on the bed tightly.

Jiang Yuanrou's arms surrounding his shoulders were trembling, with joy of losing and regaining, and her slender spine was slightly bent due to the suppressed sob.

Jiang Yuanbai's hands were hanging down beside him, without any tendency to move.

Mo Yi reached out to support Wen Chen, who was slightly unsteady, and took him to the seat beside him to help him sit down, but Yu Guang never left the two brothers and sisters who were hugging each other on the bed.

His brows were slightly frowned, and the corners of his lips could not help but pursed.

Jiang Yuanrou was still immersed in joy. She raised her head from Jiang Yuanbai's shoulders, then covered up her tears on her cheeks with the back of her hands, and there was an unconcealed smile on the corners of her lips.

She turned her head and looked at Mo Yi and Wen Chen with tears in her eyes. All the tears on her face had been wiped away. He said incoherently:

"I... no, don't know...thank you, really...thank you..."

Mo Yi's eyes crossed Jiang Yuanrou's shoulders and looked behind her. Jiang Yuanbai lowered his head slightly, and his slightly long bangs were hanging down. The deep shadow blocked his eyes, revealing only the expressionless pale face and slightly thin chin on the lower half.

He subconsciously narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Yuanrou again.

There was an unconcealed smile on her face, and her whole face seemed to be radiant. She reached out and pressed the button on the small table next to her.

Less than two minutes later, a group of people in white coats walked into the room and came slightly cold beside Jiang Yuanbai.

Jiang Yuanrou stood up from the bed, slowly took a few steps back, giving the doctors a space, watching the group of people flocking to the bed, picking up different instruments in an orderly manner and pulling them on Jiang Yuanbai, blocking his side.

She glanced deeply at Jiang Yuanbai who was surrounded, and then turned around and walked to Mo Yi.

Jiang Yuanrou's emotions had stabilized, and the wetness on her face had been wiped out completely. If it weren't for the slightly red corners of her eyes, no one could even see that she had cried excitedly.

She let out a breath slowly and bowed deeply to the two of them:

"I really don't know how to thank you."

Mo Yi was stunned. Before he could say anything, Jiang Yuanrou stood up and continued:

"About the conditions we discussed before... I feel that it is too unfair to you now. Please agree to me and accept my initial offer."

Mo Yi shook his head and showed a slight smile: "No need."

Jiang Yuanrou was stunned, as if she didn't expect him to refuse again, she stepped forward: "But, I insisted--"

Mo Yi's expression on his face was faint and he said unmoved: "It's already a decided thing, so there is no need to change it."

Jiang Yuanrou seemed to want to refute, but when she saw Mo Yiyun's calm eyes, she confirmed that he had made up his mind, so she compromised and said, "...Okay."

She said, "Then stay here for lunch today for dinner with us. After all, Yuan Bai finally woke up..."

Mo Yi looked down at Wen Chen, and saw that he lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, his face was abnormally pale.

He thought about it and finally shook his head: "Next time, my friend seems to be in a bad state now."

Jiang Yuanrou glanced at Wen Chen and sighed: "Then at least let my driver see you off."

Mo Yi didn't want to refuse anymore, so he nodded slowly.

The high-end car drove gently and silently, and could hardly feel the roar of the engine and the unevenness of the road. A baffle was installed between the driver and the seats behind, strictly isolating the sound and shadow.

The wide rear seats of the car are closed and quiet, with the leather seats shining softly in the light, and the unknown fresh fragrance mixed with a faint leather smell. After the windows rolled up, the entire space seemed to be isolated from the world.

The vehicle was driving evenly, and the scenery outside the window changed rapidly.

Mo Yi turned his head and looked at Wen Chen sitting beside him, frowned slightly: "How do you feel now?"

Wen Chen turned his head to look at Mo Yi, and his light-colored eyes showed a slightly dark gray in the carriage where the light was not very full. He subconsciously wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Mo Yi:

Mo Yi narrowed his dark eyes slightly and said slowly:

"Tell the truth."

Wen Chen was blocked and choked, shut his mouth obediently, thought seriously for a few seconds, and then answered:

"It feels...isn't it good?"

He raised his eyes and stared at Mo Yi's face tightly, and spoke quickly and said, "But, I'm used to it, so..."

Wen Chen's voice suddenly lightened:

"Don't care."

Mo Yi frowned slightly, and he couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch his nose bridge - he admitted that he was not thinking carefully this time.

After seeing Wen Chen awakening Jiang Yuanbai's face pale instantly, Mo Yi realized that although he was not in the dungeon, Wen Chen would still pay the price for his behavior.

He frowned and subconsciously pursed his lips: "You said, you will be completely honest with me, right?"

Wen Chen nodded, staring at him with a light-colored eyes, and said slowly: "Yes."

Mo Yi looked back at him, his dark eyes were gloomy and cold, and he could not see any emotional fluctuations:

"So, I hope to tell me the consequences in advance next time you make a decision."

Wen Chen looked at Mo Yi's eyes and flashed:

"...Are you worried about me?"

Mo Yi was stunned for a moment, subconsciously moved his eyes away and replied:

"No."

Wen Chen's light-colored eyes were shimmering with metallic texture in the dull carriage. He stared at him tightly and asked in a low voice:

"Then... are you worried about me?"

Mo Yi sighed slowly, turned his head to look at him, and then said seriously:

"I've known each other for so long now, at least I can be considered a friend. If you want to ask me if I'm worried about you - yes, of course, we are friends after all."

The curve of Wen Chen's mouth was almost impossible to hide: "You said you were worried about me."

Mo Yi: "..."

...So he didn't hear his "friend" who had just emphasized twice?

Mo Yi took a deep breath and closed his eyes hard.

He now knows... speaking to Wen Chen is not only not tactful, not metaphorical, but also not hinting.

——The way he focused on the key points was so strange!

Mo Yi breathed out slowly and changed to a safer topic:

"Although Jiang Yuanbai is awake now, his condition is very strange. Do you know why?"

His brows frowned tightly, and subconsciously recalled the last glance he had when he left Jiang Yuanbai's room just now - he lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covered his eyes without focal length, and his face was pale and cold.

Wen Chen nodded, shook his head again, he organized the language and explained:

"It is difficult for players who are contaminated by the game to return to normal. It will cause indelible damage to human psychology. I can only wake him up, but it cannot heal him, and..."

Wen Chen paused, his eyes drooped slightly: "And, I don't know how much he remembers."

Mo Yi's eyes became serious: "You keep going."

Wen Chen thought for a while and continued: "Humans have corresponding stress responses to this unbearable memory and feelings. Their brains will automatically throw this memory into the depths of consciousness. Jiang Yuanbai's unwilling to wake up is also such a stress response."

The changing light outside the window flashed across his clearly contoured side face, imprinting a deep shadow.

Mo Yi stared out the window thoughtfully and asked:

"So, after he wakes up now, it's possible that he remembers everything that happened in the dungeon?"

Wen Chen lowered his eyes:

"His brain must remember, but his own words... depend on whether he wants to remember."

There seemed to be congested traffic ahead, and the brakes shaking the carriage.

Wen Chen's figure also shook slightly, and a faint muffled groan overflowed from his throat.

Mo Yi frowned and reached out to hold him: "Are you really okay?"

Wen Chen raised his eyes and looked at him, and his lips raised slightly: "You kiss me and it's okay."

Mo Yi: "..."

He withdrew his hand and said coldly, "Oh, then you're fine."

Wen Chen leaned forward quickly and walked up before Mo Yi sat back. He rubbed his lips coldly and softly, then quickly retreated back to his previous position, and said seriously:
Chapter completed!