The raised corners of his mouth smelled a bit evil, although there were only vague outlines, and although he had only met in a dream, Bai Wei always felt that that smile seemed to want to tell him something. Whenever he wanted to ask, he always disappeared so unexpectedly that people were not prepared. His face turned into mist and dispersed, leaving only the unstoppable call "Bai Wei, Bai Wei..." But it was not the man just now. This call was slightly calm. What on earth was it?