Tang Wei said with a frustration behind Kurosawa's voice, "I have known each other for so long, why are you polite? Watson."

The word Watson seemed to pull Kazuhara Kurosawa into the memories of the past.

That was the two genius boys who once joined forces to face danger together. It was the wonderful stroke of their magnificent life. It was him - it was the only time he felt that his heart was beating for himself and living for himself.

Not as the heir to the Surahara family, but as himself, with the child named Tang Wei, who was a child named Bo Ye, he rode the sword-like wind and went through adventures wantonly in an unattended foreign land.

Looking back, it is still one of the few experiences in his life that deserves to be remembered.

Later they said goodbye and returned to Kurosawa, Kazuhara, who was in his country, was forced to wear a mask again, becoming a ruthless tool.

To this day, he still has not lived out of himself.

Kurosawa took a breath slowly and said, "You said, if I don't marry or not, will my family be regarded as an unfilial son?"

“It should be traditionally.”

Tang Wei had no expression on his face and his words were cold, "But what you live is your own life."

"Some people can say with confidence that I want to live for myself. I was born not to help you pass on the family line, I just lived for myself-" Kurosawa's Adam's apple moved up and down, "But I am not, I was born with no other meaning, I was just used to pass on the family line.

I envy those who can say such words, just as I envy Luo Youyou.

Her parents are different from mine. Her parents use all their satisfaction to be brought to the children in this world, and my parents use all their efforts to ask me for it.”

“That’s so simple.”

Tang Wei has always been a ruthless person. He never considers any human nature when speaking or doing things. Even when others feel that he is a selfish and fearless existence. "Isn't it enough for your parents to call you dad, so that the relationship will be equal.

You are their father, so you have to support them and satisfy them everything.”

"It's impossible, the children around the Kazuhara family are all tools."

Kurosawa Kurosawa supported his body, changed his position, clamped his phone with his face and shoulders, stretched out his hands to typing on the keyboard for a while, and a row of records appeared on the computer screen. He dragged it down and saw an IP address and frowned.

"Why is it with you?"

"I want to ask you this too, so I called you."

Tang Wei sneered, "Didn't you reveal it?"

"Just kidding! I'll do this?"

Kurosawa said, "You don't believe me too much..." "I'm here to confirm with you."

Tang Wei held his cell phone, his fair face was dark, and any emotion was swallowed up in his black hole. "As for believing it or not, I didn't believe anyone, including my dad, to the point where I really trust you, so it's just my routine to find you."

Even if this person was a young "comrade-in-arms" or even if he had given his life.

He never seemed to talk about whether he would hurt people.

Anyway, he won't hurt.

Kurosawa covered his chest and said, "You are too ruthless, no wonder Yanyan wants to run away."
Chapter completed!