Chapter 710 The Last Warmth
At the same time, Han Shuo's face darkened after hearing Qing Yu's words.
Fortunately, he was facing away from the moonlight, and the darkness made it impossible to see the strange expression on his face.
However, it cannot be denied that this time, he did feel a sense of guilt.
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"Uh... my brother here has become harder to fool."
He muttered a headache to himself, then waved his hand and turned to leave quickly.
"Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? The director chose you from the beginning, and it has nothing to do with me."
"You're not getting any younger, yet you're thinking about all sorts of messy things..."
He remained stubborn and refused to admit it no matter what.
Qingyu shook her head with a wry smile, not dwelling on the issue too much.
Watching Han Shuo's departing figure, he suddenly shouted.
"Wait a moment!"
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"Um?"
Han Shuo turned around, somewhat puzzled.
At that moment, a black card was tossed from Qingyu's hand, and he instinctively reached out and caught it.
He frowned as he glanced at the black identity card in his hand. Just as he was about to ask a question, Qingyu opened her mouth first.
"You brat, how about granting your brother one last request?"
"What?"
...
"Phew~"
Exhaling, Qingyu's eyes were filled with solemnity, and his expression became increasingly serious.
"If I die in this great battle, and we ultimately win, you will take my place!"
Upon hearing this, Han Shuo was furious.
Is this his last words to himself?
He turned around, tossed the black ID card back into the air, left a message, and departed.
"Don't worry, bro, you're not going to die!"
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At the same time, Qingyu looked at the black identity card that Han Shuo had thrown back at her and a helpless smile appeared on her face.
After an unknown amount of time, he came to his senses, carefully put the black ID card in his pocket, and muttered to himself.
Sigh~
"This brat, I've already said all this, and he still won't take responsibility?"
"Never mind, he has to face the zombie king in the battle. Maybe he... is the most dangerous one."
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On the other side, after Han Shuo stepped down from the ice wall, he quickly stopped thinking about what had just happened.
Instead of returning to the ice villa, he walked to the city gate.
"Open the door!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers on duty nodded respectfully to him and immediately opened the city gate.
"Crack!"
After the city gates opened, Han Shuo strode off and gradually disappeared into the distance.
He plans to go check the wind again tonight!
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In the star-studded night sky, the bright moon appears exceptionally round tonight.
While admiring the night view, Han Shuo unknowingly arrived at the location where the wind was.
At this moment, Feng stood with his back to the big tree, his hands hanging freely at his sides, gazing into the distance and admiring the beautiful scenery in the night sky.
Slowly stopping in his tracks, Han Shuo thought for a moment and decided not to go forward to disturb them.
Since the wind has grown accustomed to being alone, he decided to dedicate this night's solitude to the wind...
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Watching Feng's retreating figure, Han Shuo unconsciously smiled.
He watched silently from afar for a while longer, then quietly turned and left...
However, on the way back, Han Shuo was troubled.
"Who should I go find to stay with later?"
The fat man, who was closest to him, naturally wanted to enjoy this brief moment with Li Shurou.
Is it Xiao Zhao? Or Cheng Shenghong?
Those two probably don't have time to deal with him right now.
Meanwhile, the other friends with silver hair were also having a warm reunion in their own little circle.
After much thought, Han Shuo realized that Chen Hai was the only one who might be free, so he decided to spend a little more time with this kind elder to while away the last moments before the big battle...
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At that moment, a shout from afar stopped Han Shuo.
It was Fatty; he ran over from the corner of the north city gate.
"Hey! Where did you go? I've been looking for you for ages."
"Um?"
Han Shuo let out a soft "hmm," stopped in his tracks, and turned to ask.
"Why are you looking for me? Shouldn't you be with Shurou?"
"Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~"
The fat man stood there, catching his breath, and spoke with a helpless expression on his face.
"Sigh, my wife saw that Uncle Hai was bored by himself, so she went to keep him company."
"That's why I'm all alone now..."
"All right."
Han Shuo gave a simple reply, waved his hand, and sat down on a rock next to him.
"That's perfect, I'm bored too, stay here with me for a while."
"Um!"
...
Next, these two brothers, who had first met in the apocalypse, sat outside the city and chatted idly.
"Hey, how are you feeling right now? You're about to fight the zombie king, are you nervous?"
"Uh...it's alright."
"How could it be okay? That's the big boss, the big boss!"
"It's alright, I'm quite calm, maybe it'll be because there will be wind."
"..."
The fat man was silent for a moment, then his eyes suddenly became serious. After thinking for a moment, he added a sentence.
"You! You must do everything you can to survive!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Shuo noticed the worry in the fat man's words.
He turned his head and jokingly said with a smile, "Uh... I want to too."
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The night grew even deeper...
After an unknown amount of time, the two gradually stopped talking and gazed at the distant south, lost in thought.
Memories of the two of them kept flashing through Han Shuo's mind.
At this moment, he really missed the old days...
Suddenly, he turned his head, breaking the silence.
"Hey! Fatty, want to sing me a song?"
"What the hell!?"
The fat man was stunned for a moment and hadn't reacted yet when Han Shuo, who was standing next to him, added with a smile.
"When we first met, when you asked to travel with me and started talking about your strengths, didn't you say that you sang well?"
"It's been so long since I've heard you sing, let's have one more tonight."
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The fat man had a strange expression on his face, wondering what was wrong with Han Shuo, wanting to hear him sing in the middle of the night.
Fortunately, he also found the situation rather boring, so he nodded and agreed.
"Uh... okay."
After a long silence, he finally selected a suitable song from his music library.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
"ah--!"
He cleared his throat and opened his loud singing voice.
The moment the first note escaped his lips, Han Shuo slowly closed his eyes and began to listen quietly.
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The fat man's singing voice is indeed beautiful; he not only has the acting skills of an award-winning actor, but also the potential to become a singer.
His moving performance conveyed a sense of warmth and hope throughout the song.
Han Shuo couldn't help but become deeply immersed in the notes of the song.
At that moment, he truly wished that this great battle would never come.
He really wanted to...live on forever with all his brothers...
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