Chapter 179 Why is it more serious than before

The night rain was still falling outside the window. Bai Jingmo sat on the sofa and stared at the note for several times. Then he picked up the phone and said in a calm voice, "Grandpa, what can I do for you at this late hour?"

An old voice sounded on the other end of the phone: "Nothing, it's just that your mother's birthday is coming soon, and I want to ask if you will come back."

Bai Jingmo paused, then he said with a slight curve of his lips: "I will be back, don't worry."

"Just like before, you come back to give a gift and then leave?" The old man exposed it. He seemed to sigh, "Your mother is embarrassed to call you, but she really wants to ask, so why not let an old man like me call you."

After saying this, he paused before speaking: "And...your father, he will also come back and said he wants to talk to you."

Bai Jingmo lowered his eyes and said nothing.

The other party didn't hear him speak, so she thought he heard it, so she softened her tone: "In fact, your father has been protecting you for so many years. He didn't make you public because he was worried that those people would make your illness worse. Look, aren't you getting better and better now?"

"Your father did some things that were excessive back then, but he has changed now. Grandpa also wants to find an opportunity to disclose your identity so that you can inherit the company directly after graduation."

The sound of the rain was particularly clear in the huge villa, but it was also particularly deserted. The man sat on the sofa in silence.

The warmth from a few minutes ago seemed to vanish in an instant, and memories of the past came flooding back like a tide.

His mind reappeared with his mother's frightened eyes, as if she was looking at a monster, and the attitude of everyone trying to avoid him. All kinds of terrified gazes surrounded him, and his ears seemed to be filled with the screams of the servants and all kinds of whispered discussions.

I haven't thought about those things for a long time, but today, that person's name brought back those painful memories.

The breath from his body was as restless as boiling water, and Bai Jingmo's breathing became heavy as lead. He tightly grasped the mobile phone in his hand that he was talking on, as if he wanted to crush it.

At this moment, the dark and violent thoughts in his heart surged like a tide, and his long-lost illness showed signs of recurring. He almost sneered sarcastically.

Know that he was wrong? Can that man's simple words of knowing that he was wrong erase all the things he did in the past?

Why should he forgive? Why?

Quietly, his eyes seemed to be stained with blood, turning blood red little by little, and wisps of black air emerged from his body like poisonous snakes, carrying a familiar, dangerous and strange aura.

However, Bai Jingmo was completely unaware at this time, because his mind had already been filled with those shameful and morbid thoughts.

These people are so annoying...Why do they keep bothering me over and over again?

Otherwise, just stop pretending and kill them all.

Yes, just kill them all.

The old man on the other end seemed to have noticed something, and his voice paused instantly. He asked tentatively: "Jing Mo? You..."

The sudden voice brought Bai Jingmo back to his senses. His breathing stagnated, and he denied it without thinking, "I'm fine."

He subconsciously tried to regain his sanity by pinching the pain on his palm, but something blocked his way.

The touch of a foreign object in his hand made him look down, but when he saw what he was holding in his hand, the expression on the man's face froze instantly, and his bloodshot eyes stared blankly at the thing in his hand.

Yu Li...

By the way, Lili is still upstairs.

Thinking of this, Bai Jingmo subconsciously raised his head. His current appearance was reflected on the glass cabinet opposite him. Veins bulged, eyes were bloodshot, and there was a faint black mist wrapped around his body - just like in the copy.

Bai Jingmo's breathing suddenly became rapid and his eyes were momentarily flustered.

How could...

I just said I could control it not long ago, but now it has become so horrible again, even worse than before.

Why is it more serious than before?

No, you can't do that.

He stood up suddenly and wanted to go upstairs to find Yu Li.

In Bai Jingmo's subconscious mind, only Yu Li can bring him security.

She is the only one who doesn't mind the way she looks.

But when he was about to go upstairs, he paused again.

Lili had just rested, wouldn't I be disturbing her by doing this?

He lowered his head and stared silently at the black mist in his palms, clenched his fists, and finally raised his legs and walked step by step to the balcony.

With a "crash", the glass door was opened, and the biting cold wind blew in my face. The rain outside the window hit my face instantly. My originally dizzy head seemed to be poured with a bucket of ice water, and my consciousness suddenly became clear.

The black mist on his body also dissipated little by little.

"Jing Mo?" The old man's worried voice came from the other end of the phone, "...are you okay?"

Bai Jingmo tightened his grip on the door frame little by little: "It's okay, Grandpa."

"What I just said..."

Hearing the careful probing in the other party's words, Bai Jingmo lowered his eyes, and the blood red in his pupils faded away little by little. He silently pulled the corners of his mouth and spoke softly:

"I understand. I will go back."

Hearing this, the old man's mood was obviously high, and his tone was full of expectation. "Okay, okay, then you should go to bed early."

"Yeah, you too."

After hanging up the phone, the curve of Bai Jingmo's mouth corners disappeared little by little. He looked at the ground silently, his eyes were dark, the rain wet the ends of his hair, and the hair on his forehead stuck wetly to his forehead. The corners of his lips were tight, and the rain slid down his pale cheeks, adding a sense of brokenness.

The rain gradually got heavier, and the cold wind at night was biting. The whistling wind penetrated into the house from outside, making a wailing sound like mournful wails.

The man just stood there quietly in the cold wind, like a body without a soul.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly in the silent air there came a low laugh with an unknown meaning: "Heh..."

The laughter was sarcastic, but it also seemed like he was making fun of himself.

The small ball of light hiding at the corner of the stairs on the second floor suddenly heard the sneer and shuddered with fear. Although it knew that Bai Jingmo couldn't see it now, it still subconsciously wanted to hide.

It quietly poked its head out, and when it saw Bai Jingmo enjoying the cool breeze on the balcony, the light on its body flashed twice.

Do you want to tell your sister what just happened?

If I tell her, my sister will definitely feel sorry for this bastard again.

The little light ball that had just come out of the dark room was a little confused. It looked at its little brother behind it and asked him, "Xiao Hei, do you want to tell your sister?"

Xiao Hei tilted his head, suddenly jumped twice, and danced with joy.

"You think you should say it."

The little light ball pretended to think for a few seconds like a little adult, "Yes, if something unexpected happens to Bai Jingmo, my sister will be even more distressed. Okay, then go ahead and tell him!"

Then it and Xiao Hei returned to the room excitedly.

But when it saw Yu Li falling asleep, the little light ball hesitated again.

My sister looked very tired and fell asleep.

How about... let’s talk about it tomorrow?

It was about to disappear, but the next second, a girl's calm voice suddenly sounded in the quiet room.

"What happened to Bai Jingmo?"

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