This was the first time that Yu Lan took the initiative to ask for a bath. Mo Wen pursed his lips, restrained his uneasiness and kissed her on the side.

"Blue, don't forget you and me."

"Well."

Yu Lan opened his hand and closed his eyes. He confidently handed himself over to Mo Wen.

Skillfully faded Yu Lan's clothes, Mo Wen opened the shower and began to wash the mud on her hair.

He opened his eyes and sat quietly in Mo Wen's arms. Yu Lan flat his mouth and stared at his neck.

Mo Wen washed Yu Lan's hair as carefully as before. After cleaning, his eyes moved down and solidified in Yu Lan's legs without accident.

He clearly saw the festering scars.

Subconsciously raised his hand and turned off the water. He directly held Yu Lan's thigh and wanted to touch the festering place, but he couldn't do it anyway.

The surprise and worry that first appeared in his eyes were covered by endless darkness in an instant, and even the slightest light could not seep out.

"Blue blue, did you scratch your leg when crossing the tunnel?"

Mo Wen's voice sounded unexpectedly calm, but his eyes were firmly stuck on the blue rotten wound and didn't move away for a long time.

Not scratched... Yu Lan shook his head.

"How did you get hurt?" Mingming didn't see Yu Lan's action, but Mo Wen still asked with his side eyes as clear as his fingers.

At the same time, he raised his dark eyes and locked Yu Lan tightly. His voice finally turned from calm to hoarse, "is this the reason why you were abnormal just now?"

Not daring to look directly into Mo Wen's eyes, Yu Lan hung his eyelids with a guilty heart and shook his head.

"What's that?" Mo Wen's voice became more and more low. He reached out and held Yu Lan's face, forcing her eyes to look directly at herself, "tell me."

At this time, Mo Wenming was still very calm, but Yu Lan shuddered inexplicably. With her round eyes open, she looked very pathetic.

"Yu Lan, tell me!" Mo Wen's patience has been completely announced to be exhausted. He clasped Yu Lan's shoulder and firmly pressed her against the wall. The whole person madly attached to her, almost close to the tip of her nose.

"Don't hide it from me! Don't let me say it again!"

"... oh."

Yu Lan, who was so fierce by Mo Wen, felt very wronged. She bit her mouth hard. Her wet eyes were full of Mo Wen.

Stiff slightly opened her mouth. She said two words, but left Mo Wen completely stunned on the spot.

"Degradation."

Her voice sounded helpless, vaguely mixed with grievances and choking.

It's not what she wants to degenerate... It's cruel to her.

"Blue... What does degeneration mean?"

Mo Wen was completely stunned at this time. He loosened the button on Yu Lan's shoulder and asked in a wooden voice.

Yu Lan shook her head. She was silent. Her only response was to jump into Mo Wen's arms and try to find the familiar sense of security.

"Lan Lan." habitually hugged Yu Lan's shoulder, and Mo Wen found his voice for a long time.

He sat on the wet floor, his purple lips trembling uncontrollably, and his black eyes were full of violent whirlpools.

"You mean..." he whispered, "your body is developing in the previous direction now?"

Yu Lan nodded and his eyes darkened a little.

"Where will you go back?" Mo Wen asked again. His face was more and more pale and almost transparent like a fierce ghost. "Is it your state at level 6 or level 3?"

"Or." he took a deep breath and Mervyn paused. He just felt that the voice echoed empty in his lips, "it's getting worse?"

He held Mo Wen's trembling left hand like comfort. Yu Lan still didn't make a sound. It seemed to be acquiescence.

The bathroom was quiet and strange this time. Except for the occasional drops of water on the shower, the whole room remained motionless like a fixed oil painting.

I don't know how long it took Mo Wen to finally move. He lowered his head and calmly looked at Yu Lan, clasping her hands, so that she had to look directly at herself.

"Blue." his voice sounded very calm, like the calm before the storm. "Do you know what it feels like to lose after getting it?"

"Do you know what it feels like to be deprived of your own happiness for the second time?"

"Do you know how difficult it is for me to bear my crazy and abnormal love for you?"

The voice of Mo Wen was higher and higher, and his hand clasping Yu's blue wrist was more and more hard. The kind of killing intention that addicted people continued to diffuse from his body, making him tremble and madness.

When he asked the last sentence, he was almost yelling, as fierce as a trapped animal, but also desperate.

Yu Lan wanted to hold Mo Wen tightly to appease his violent mood, even if he tore it up.

But her hand was firmly trapped by ink and couldn't move at all.

Staring at Mo Wen's hot black eyes, she sighed, leaned forward and gently put her forehead against his smooth chin.

Don't be sad, I'm still here.

Yu Lan's docile attitude finally collapsed the last line of defense of Mo Wen's reason. He tightly hugged Yu Lan with the strength enough to crush any object. His hoarse and desperate voice roared out with the vibration of his throat, "you are not allowed to leave me!"

"Do you understand, Yu Lan, do you understand! You are everything to me! I will never allow you to leave me again! Absolutely not!"

The roar made Yu Lan's ears ache, her brain hummed, and subconsciously hugged the ink with all her strength.

Now ink has no previous warm temperature, just as cold as her body temperature.

"I won't leave."

Trying to recover the familiar warmth of Mo Wen, Yu Lan said very gently.

From beginning to end, she just wanted to stay with her things for a while, and how could she be willing to leave him.

Mo Wen didn't respond as usual, just stared at Yu Lan so directly.

"Lan Lan, I will never believe what you said." the strength in his hand was slightly relaxed. Mo Wen looked at Yu Lan's eyes more and more deep, as if it were cold to the boundless universe.

"You always disappear, always disappear."

He bowed his head and whispered again and again. His pale cheeks covered his dark hair. In the increasingly cold air field around him, his voice became colder and colder, almost without the slightest temperature.

"Blue..." he suddenly raised his eyes and smiled low, "shall I eat you?"