The blood corpse's silhouette started to gradually grow, it had reached the point of covering Su Bai, Su Bai only lifted his head quietly, looking at the face of the blood corpse who was growing taller and taller.
"Your wish and my wish is the same, isn't it?" The blood corpse's voice was filled with disappointment and frustration.
However, that voice, that accent, that tone caused Su Bai to feel discomfort, Su Bai immediately shrugged his shoulders and asked:
"The problem is, I am not willing."
"Why is that?" The blood corpse was a little confused, it was not known if he really was confused or was just acting, in fact, Su Bai long had such a feeling, after the blood corpse had returned from that unknown place, his temperament and consciousness should had encountered some changes, it became... a little abnormal.
Because that was the only way to explain why he would head to the morgue for a nap, he even sleep talk.
