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The Crest of the Wolf (Volume 4) Chapter 47 Siblings (3)

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    Brothers are like brothers, and women are like clothes. The bastard who said this sentence is really cute as a bastard. Regardless of the second half of the sentence, just saying the word brother is really like the inevitable or indispensable connection between brothers.

    Han Zhui and Daozi are brothers, brothers whose blood is thicker than water, so no matter what happens between them, they cannot cut off the deep-rooted family affection in their blood.

    "I came here this time just to tell you this." Han Zhui lowered his head in a rare move, and Namjoon was stunned as if he was petrified when he heard this sentence.

    "You said you wanted to leave?" Namjoon's voice lost any trace of calmness, and when he said this, Han Zhui slowly raised his head.

    "Yes." As the answer sounded as heavy as lead, the empty room was once again filled with the kind of depression that could make people collapse.

    Under silent gaze for a while, Namjoon slowly opened his mouth and said: "You must go."

    "Yes." Han Zhui replied again with a voice as heavy as lead.

    "Give me a reason."

    Han Zhui looked at the gloomy Namjoon quietly, and said stiffly: "He needs someone to take care of him, I must"

    ¡°You don¡¯t understand what I¡¯m talking about?!¡±

    As long as people are alive, there will always be times when they are angry. A smiling person does not mean that he has no temper. It may mean that there are very few things in this world that are worthy of his anger.

    Namjoon is like this, he is free and easy only because he has seen through this hypocritical world, and also seen through the truth hidden behind the hypocrisy. However, at this moment, he is more angry than ever before, just because in his eyes, Han Zhui is not only his  Friends, and also his brothers, even though they are not related by blood, they still have bonds that are comparable to blood ties in their bones.

    Han Zhui was watching, looking at Namjoon's anger, looking at the face distorted by anger, and his stiff face also inadvertently revealed a rich look of pain.

    "Everyone should take responsibility for what they do. Since the price has been paid for the knife, how can I be alone." Han Zhui curled his lips slightly, forced out a twisted smile, and continued: "  He was wrong because I didn't teach him, he was hurt because I didn't save him, and after everything that happened, I have lost the right to stay here."

    "Is this your reason?" Namjoon sneered, "No one here will blame you!"

    "But I can do it myself!" Han Zhui laughed at himself and said, "A person can tell lies for a lifetime and deceive people for a lifetime, but can't he also deceive himself?"

    Namjoon understood Han Zhui¡¯s state of mind at this time. The most painful thing in a person¡¯s life is not not being forgiven by others, but not being forgiven by himself.

    "Just because of this, you insist on leaving?"

    Han Zhui looked at Namjoon quietly and said slowly: "Maybe I can not leave, maybe I can ignore these feelings, but Xiaodao can't. I must take him away before he is destroyed."

    Namjoon exhaled heavily, lowered his head, silently took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, and took a deep breath before looking up at Han Zhui again.

    "when?"

    ¡°The sooner the better.¡±

    Namjoon took a deep drag on the cigarette, only to make the sparks dazzle as if they were about to burst into flames, "Where?"

    Han Zhui thought silently for a while, and finally uttered two words, "Fan Chang."

    Fanchang is a name, a town name that is as unique as DP, and Fanchang is not too far away from DP.

    "Already made plans?"

    "Yes." Han Zhui curled his lips in confusion, "Doing some small business or something."

    Namjoon showed a wry smile and said: "Legal business?"

    Han Zhui couldn't help but laugh bitterly, "A few days ago, I wouldn't have thought about it."

    "Haha." Namjoon smiled faintly and slowly walked towards the only cabinet in the room. After rummaging through the drawer for a while, he turned around again and told Han a red object.  Throw the cone away.

    Han Zhui was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously took it. When he saw that the red object in his hand was actually a bankbook, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

    "I can not¡­¡­"

    Namjoon shook his head slowly, interrupting Han Zhui, "You will use it."

    Han Zhui raised his head in confusion and looked at Namjoon with pain on his face, "I already owe you too much, so I don't"

    "We are brothers." If there is another sentence in this world that can make Han Zhui choke.?, maybe Namjoon is the only brother.

    "Yes." A firm and unquestionable voice came out from the corners of Han Zhui's trembling lips.

    "When I first met you, you were like an awl, as if you didn't feel comfortable unless you dug a few holes in someone else's body."

    Han Zhui couldn¡¯t help but laugh. Of course he would never forget the scene when he first met Namjoon.

    "In the past few years, you are no longer like an awl, but have truly become an awl. Maybe I am partly responsible for this."

    "Of course it won't be less." How long is a few years? Everyone will have their own perspective and find their own answer. However, Han Zhui cannot, because these few years seem like dozens of centuries or even tens of thousands.  It's as long as a light year.

    There will be times in everyone's life when they do stupid things, and in the past few years, they seem to have done all the stupid, silly, and happy things in this life, but there is one thing they have never done, and that is  It's regret.

    "Now I have only one request."

    "you say."

    "Let me look at that awl again that can cut holes in other people's bodies at any time."

    There are many kinds of people in this world, but the only ones who can cut a few holes in a person's body are people like Awl. Namjoon's requests have always been met, and this time is no exception.

    So when Namjoon finished saying this, the awl in front of him, who didn¡¯t look like an awl, suddenly smiled.

    Even though he looked exhausted at this moment, even though he was on the verge of collapse, it was undeniable that when Awl once again put on his signature smile, that fearsome, trustworthy, and  The awl that felt like a sharp weapon, the awl that Namjoon was familiar with, was right in front of him.

    I¡¯m so busy that I can¡¯t breathe as soon as I get to work. Well, I won¡¯t explain, I¡¯ll update it today.
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