After many years, things have changed.

Over the years, I don’t know how many times Yamamoto Kyoko has stood on the roof of the Yamamoto Group’s headquarters building, sighing that there is one less person in the woods planted everywhere.

Over the years, I don’t know how many times Yamamoto Kyoko has recalled the distant past on an empty night.

The girl who used to be has long disappeared from the years.

Fortunately, after experiencing countless winds and rains, Kyoko Yamamoto changed a little more.

No personality is the most perfect, only the one that suits the present is the best.

"He's pretty good."

Hearing the god of death say this, Kyoko Yamamoto's body shook slightly, and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes.

Obviously, she knew who the brother said "he" was referring to.

Su Rui.

Su Rui just stabbed the god of death, almost cutting off his vitality.

"Is that true?" Kyoko Yamamoto said softly.

In fact, she obviously had a definite answer in her heart.

The life of the god of death was passing by quickly, but when a person was about to die, his words were good. He continued: "Indeed, he is a person worth entrusting his life."

Kyoko Yamamoto smiled bitterly at first sight. After Yamamoto Nagayama mentioned Su Rui, the expression in her eyes became a little gentler, and of course, a little complicated also emerged.

This is actually not an easy task for Kyoko Yamamoto.

Many psychological barriers are not so easy to pass, and they are not as simple as saying it.

"I know, he is indeed pretty good, but..." Kyoko Yamamoto couldn't say something.

"I can't walk anymore," said the god of death, "help me sit down."

He seemed to have not been able to hold on for long, his face was extremely pale, and his whole body showed a strong sense of fatigue.

Kyoko Yamamoto's heart was filled with sadness.

After hearing the words of Death, she reached out to help her.

Unexpectedly, the god of death refused and said, "Let her come."

This "she" naturally refers to Yuki Tada.

"I can do it too." said Kyoko Yamamoto.

"Your body is inconvenient." Death explained to Kyoko Yamamoto.

After hearing this, Kyoko Yamamoto looked down at her abdomen, and reached out to touch it.

In fact, she could now clearly feel that the little guy in her belly was moving.

This feeling gave Kyoko Yamamoto a clear sense of blood connection.

"Yes, you can see it all." Kyoko Yamamoto said softly.

At this time, her eyes were drooping and her eyelashes were long, which looked very moving.

Now, the God of Death has not had much time left, but the brother and sister did not deliberately talk about some topics that are very purposeful. They are just chatting the simplest... as if it was many years ago.

This kind of scene makes people nostalgic.

Some things that you miss will never come back.

They missed it for too many years.

"Yes, I can see it all." Death leaned against the tree trunk, and he shook his head, "It's rare, it's amazing."

At this time, the God of Death was completely open-minded. In fact, there was no knot that could not be untied even if life or death was not allowed, especially the little sister she once loved the most had that guy's child.

When he thought of this, the god of death couldn't help but want to scold Su Rui again - why did this guy realize it so much? Can't you see any clues until now?

In fact, the God of Death is a bit wrong with Su Rui. After Kyoko appeared, the latter was nervous and didn't know what to do. In this case, how could he pay attention to observe Kyoko's state?

The god of death is almost at the end of his life. The more he reaches this point, the more he will see some things more thoroughly and more relieved.

"A person's life is indeed unpredictable." Kyoko Yamamoto thought about what happened to herself and what happened to her brother, and couldn't help but shake her head again, and she was very moved.

However, no matter how much you feel, you can't go back to your childhood. Now you can only muster up the courage to face the future.

Death nodded.

In the past, when he was pampering, he did not expect that he would fall into permanent darkness and could no longer be able to bathe in the sunshine.

Only after losing it will I realize that the ordinary things in the past will become extremely luxurious at this moment.

Of course, for the god of death at this moment, the luxury is not only the sunshine, but also the breathing, and the oxygen that can be seen everywhere for others.

After pausing, Kyoko Yamamoto asked again: "Do you hate him?"

At the last moment of the life of Death God, the topic of the brother and sister returned to Su Rui.

"Not a question." The god of death looked down at the terrifying wound on his stomach, and then looked at the broken arm: "In theory, I should hate him, but I can't hate him."

"Why?" asked Kyoko Yamamoto.

"Maybe, only when you are about to die soon will you find that many emotions are no longer important." The god of death shook his head gently.

Before death, people will always feel much more relieved.

Regarding the past, hatred, and things that were once stubborn and could not let go.

Fortunately, the side effects of the bottle of potion have not come. The God of Death can speak smoothly now, which is related to the effect of the medicine that has not yet been eliminated.

The god of death glanced at Kyoko Yamamoto and said, "If I really killed him, would you hate me?"

Kyoko Yamamoto was silent for a moment.

Death smiled rare: "Okay, I know the answer."

Kyoko Yamamoto looked at her brother: "Actually, I don't know the answer myself."

"I've been really tired in my life, very tired." Death felt his eyelids a little heavy and said, "It's time to end."

"Brother..." Kyoko Yamamoto called softly, and her eyes became redder.

Yes, it is impossible for a normal person to last for such a serious injury, not to mention that Death has said so much.

"You didn't want to ask, what happened to me over the years?" said the God of Death.

"I want to ask, but I'm afraid you don't have enough time to speak." There was a clear feeling of distress in Kyoko Yamamoto's voice.

"Actually, thinking about it now, it's nothing. It's just a dispute over interests." The god of death shook his head, "Once power and interests are involved, there will be a lot of disputes. Su Rui will inevitably be in the future. Human beings... that's it..."

Su Rui will inevitably be avoided in the future.

This may be the death reminder of death.

And similar words, he had told Su Rui before, just using another method.

The voice of the god of death gradually lowered and his eyes slowly closed.

Kyoko Yamamoto suddenly panicked.

Although she was ready to die at any time, when this moment was really coming, Kyoko Yamamoto's heart was full of panic and fear.

This situation is really difficult to appear on her before she loses her memory.

But now, Kyoko Yamamoto felt that every separation of life and death was an unbearable burden in life, and she had no idea what kind of mentality to face such a situation.

"Brother...Brother..." Kyoko Yamamoto hugged the god of death and shouted a few times.

She seemed to be able to feel the breath of death becoming obviously weaker!

Tears began to flow out from Kyoko Yamamoto's eyes that had long been red.

The god of death was not dead. He opened his eyes with difficulty, his eyes weak and gentle.

Seeing his sister crying for him, Death wanted to reach out and wipe away the tears from Kyoko Yamamoto's face, but at this time he realized that he had no hands anymore.

Kyoko Yamamoto choked up a little: "I feel uncomfortable."

If life is destined to be a parting, then why does this life begin? After the middle of life, what awaits one after another is pain, isn’t it?

The god of death said, "Don't be uncomfortable. In fact, isn't this result easier to accept than thinking that I have been dead for many years?"

The truth is this, but reality is still very painful.

In Kyoko Yamamoto's position, no matter what Death has done or what kind of person he is, his first identity is his biological brother.

She thought about him for many years and missed him for many years. She finally met today, but she was welcomed forever.

It can be said that Yamamoto Nagayama's "black death" also changed Yamamoto Kyoko's half of her life.

"If the fallen leaves return to their roots, bring me back to the East, I will be able to rest completely." The god of death leaned against the tree trunk weakly, "I have been really tired over the years."

Only he himself knows his fatigue.

The majestic god of death is actually far less comfortable and charming than others.

As long as you are a normal person, you are not willing to live in the darkness all the time.
To be continued...