He softly answered Hongye's words with a modal particle.

"That's right, what is buried in the tomb is just a pile of maple leaves..." Hongye looked at Nakaya who was sitting in front of her like this, and said in a voice that seemed a bit erratic, "The one named Sue Kuroye Qingtong The girl has long since disappeared."

Sitting with his head bowed, Zhong Ye finally stretched out his hands to cover his face as if he couldn't bear the burden, as if he didn't want to show his fragile side in front of others, even if the other party was Sister Hongye.

Zhongya has followed Hongye since he was a boy, and gradually grew up in front of Hongye, and finally became the highest fighting force of Hong Kong gangsters, and became a Hong Kong gangster cadre who can stand alone and is feared throughout Yokohama.

But in the eyes of Hongye at this moment, it seems that he is still the lonely young man who just experienced the collapse of the sheep and couldn't hold back his arrogance, but couldn't help but feel lost.

Even so, she is still willing to believe that the years of experience in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang and Chief Mori's plan to train the two will definitely not be ineffective.She believed that if it was Chuya at this time, she would be able to calmly accept the most unacceptable reality, understand Qingtong's thoughts that she couldn't express until the end, and wouldn't be devastated by such a mere blow.

Although, with the paranoid mind of self-destruction like a martyr, some words have been buried in the loess forever with the passing of someone.

And Hongye originally planned to keep silent until the end—it was a fulfillment of the girl's wish to die.

However, whenever I think back to Qingtong's tragic death, even if there is not even a complete body in the tomb, I can only bury her body in a pile of maple leaves as a tomb. At this place, the red leaves can't help but feel a little bit unbearable.

Seeing that Zhong also sank into pain after learning the truth, those remorse and anger that had nowhere to vent could only turn into flames and burn her body and mind, Hongye couldn't help but sigh a little.

As a senior who has been entangled with Hong Kong gangsters for more than ten years, Hongye has seen many teenagers and young people in Hong Kong gangsters, and they have experienced life and death almost every day.The tempering of the long-term environment, as well as the tragic experience she has experienced, have already made Hongye indifferent to this.

But Zhongye and Qingtong, the two children from the once hostile forces of the Hong Kong gangsters, only in the short period of one or two years after they switched to the Hong Kong gangsters, they unknowingly made people It was unexpected for Hongye to realize that she cared about this.

Perhaps, in them, they more or less saw some shadows of themselves when they were young.Hongye thought a little self-deprecatingly, and found an inappropriate excuse for herself.

Since everything is irreparable, as a senior, let yourself help them cut off the past with your own hands, and face this cruel reality.

In fact, now that Hongye can come here alone to look for Zhongye, the decision she has made in her heart has been fully exposed.

She looked at Zhongya in silence for a moment, and then said, "To have such an ending in the end, it is a worthy death for her."

"This guy, why..." Zhongya asked with a hoarse voice, not yet comprehending the meaning of Hongye's words, and asked in a low voice, puzzled.

Regardless of Zhongya's reaction, Hongye said to herself in a nonchalant tone, "Didn't you always want to know what she really thinks?"

These words finally made Chuuya raise his head in a daze.

Hongye just stared at Nakaya's blue pupils without any concealment, and said almost cruel words in a flat tone that was completely inconsistent with the content of the words: "The fact is that she has always been sorry for you being tortured by sheep. The betrayal was very serious, and she believed that it was her mistake that caused her most important companion to suffer the bitter fruit she least wanted to see—that's how she silently carried such a heavy shackle, and she always wanted to use her own strength to do so. Life comes to atone for sin, maybe even death can not be freed from this shackles...

"So for her, being able to die by your hands is indeed a way to liberate and redeem herself, and a better destination than living in vain."

It seemed that it was difficult to accept such a so-called truth, which was so simple but felt unreasonable no matter what, Chuya was stunned for a moment.

He looked down at his black-gloved hands.These hands possess terrifying power. In order to preserve their fragile humanity, they were once sealed by themselves during the battle.And when he thought he had found the direction of his life, he used these hands to end too many lives, stained with blood that was difficult to wash off.

Maybe he is enough to be called a born mafia. These things that others seem to be extremely cruel have never shaken his heart even a little bit.

Until now, he used these hands, this kind of destructive power that he called the trump card, to kill Qingtong with his own hands.

This was a fact that he could not accept no matter what, but it was the ending that Qingtong calmly arranged for herself.

The gravitational force of Gang Hei, who had never hesitated or retreated on the battlefield, made Nakahara Chuya, but at this time he almost lost his direction because of the strong gap.

However, the facts in front of Chen Yu reminded him all the time, making him wake up at this moment.It turned out that before he knew it, he and Qingtong had such a huge difference in their thinking and what they insisted on, and it became an almost irreconcilable contradiction, which caused the two to gradually drift apart on their respective paths. There is no future either.

"What a stubborn and stupid guy..." In the end, he just uttered this unclear sentence in a voice full of pain.

"Indeed, if you give up your life so simply for such a reason, it can indeed be said to be stupid." Looking at the red leaves.

However, it was difficult for him to read any information in Hongye's eyes, so he had to ask with some difficulty: "Maybe, she can try to stop me, prevent me from using dirty power..."

As he said that, he chuckled again like self-deprecating: "But she didn't do that—as expected, she would rather practice what she believes in than spend even a second more with me..."

Hongye didn't give Chuya a positive answer, but said lightly: "That's because she doesn't want to be your shackles and weakness."

"The shackles...and the weakness...?" Zhongye's voice was a bit dazed, as if unconsciously recalling many past events.

Of course he knew what Hongye was referring to.There will be a singularity between him and Qingtong's abilities, and the dirty ability is almost destructive to Qingtong.Ever since he realized this in the small underground dark room where Yang used to be, he has been carefully restraining his abilities when getting along with Qingtong, and tried his best to prevent the scene from developing in the most out-of-control direction.

Dazai once mocked himself mercilessly because of this, "You are simply too weak like this..."

However, he has no choice but to hone and guard himself all the time, and maintain this high wall of balance with fear.

All this continued until the day I received the threatening letter.

He still remembers his anger and despair when he saw the picture of Qingtong in the threatening letter, and he finally made the decision to use dirty power to end the war, which was more or less affected by the threatening letter.

If he knew that Qingtong was still alive, he would not choose to give up his humanity in order to help her avenge, and he would not easily use his abilities in the presence of her.

"There is nothing wrong with being cautious about using dirty power. She knows that you don't want to lose your human side." Hongye's timely voice finally brought back Chuya's thoughts, and she explained, "It's just, Rage God Power is also yourself, the other side of yourself that you must accept. She also does not want you to resist this power—accept the complete self, and use this power to protect and save more people where needed. "

"Is...is that so?" Zhongye's answer was still somewhat hesitant, as if giving such an answer had exhausted all his energy.Although he has already understood everything in his heart, the reality that he really needs to face is not so easy to accept.

"If you want to end the struggle against the leader, the only way you can go is to open the filthy form-this is something that everyone, including yourself, knows well." Hongye's words clearly reminded Chuya of this irrefutable and then said with a sigh, "As an intelligence transmitter who has been active on the fringes of the battlefield since the early days of the war, she has seen the cruelty of war no less than anyone else, and she also knows that the end of the war will affect more people. What does it mean to a person. I choose to leave the hope of life to more companions, but leave the end of death to myself-although for the mafia, this is really naive persistence and weakness...

"But that's exactly what you've been looking for—brave, noble, blooming to the fiery soul, isn't it?"

Hongye chuckled bitterly, using such a few numbers to annotate Qingtong's short and not-so-full life with such an epilogue.

Episode 24.

Bloom to the most blazing soul...?

The few short words that Hongye uttered at the end resonated strongly in Nakaya's heart.

So, is this Qing Tong?Is this the so-called human nature I am looking for?

This is the slightly thin, silent and indifferent, but thoughtful

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