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Little Furong's words "I'm going to commit suicide" immediately rekindled hope in the patriarch's desolate and gloomy heart. He was worried that he had no excuse to eat the other party. Isn't this the best excuse?

This person doesn't even have the desire to survive himself, so death is not death. Since the other party is planning to commit suicide, why not give his life to me and let the patriarch come and finish him off!

Patriarch: ╰(*°▽°*)╯I have another reason to eat him!

"Hey, no, wait a minute," the patriarch was happy for 2 minutes, and then reacted, wondering: "Why...why did you commit suicide?"

Little Furong looked sad: "Because my family doesn't love me, they just throw money at me. I don't have any sense of existence in that family. I don't have any friends. I'm lonely and feel abandoned by the world. When I was in boarding school, I was bullied by my peers, and I was depressed every day. So on my 17th birthday, I found an empty rooftop and jumped off."

In fact, when Xiao Furong said these things, her tone was very flat, far less sad than the content.As if after he had slept, those unhappy and dark memories, all the ashes of the last century, came out of his mouth now as a statement.

"Do you remember the past?" The patriarch didn't care about the other party's painful or sad experience, he just became vigilant, "Then why do you still ask me what is your name?"

"I remember some, but I really don't remember the name," Little Furong said frankly, "But it doesn't matter what I called it before, the previous life is what I want to end, whether I remember, how much I remember, and what What's the matter?"

The patriarch remained silent and lit a cigarette.Tobacco and alcohol are the only food of human society he can accept.

The moment the nicotine filled his nostrils, he suddenly realized that the other party had experienced some terrible things, which made him decide to give up his entire life.

Little Furong said again: "I didn't expect that I didn't die after jumping off the building. After waking up, it was already 2019. I was still in high school when I was 17 years old. You said that I slept for eight years. If you think about it carefully, it turns out that I They are already 23 years old."

"...25," the slightly OCD patriarch corrected him.

"I'm sorry, after all I haven't graduated from high school..." Little Furong smiled awkwardly, "So who are you, brother, why did I wake up at your house, what's my name, I don't care about any of these issues."

The patriarch took a sharp drag on his cigarette.Nicotine is like a thousand troops, raging in a man's chest.

Something else was raging, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Little Furong tightly twisted her hands under the table, and bravely said sincerely: "Brother, for me, the moment I come back to life and open my eyes to see you, it is already a new life."

At the moment I met you, my whole world seemed to press the "renew" button, everything was brand new, and everything in the past was replaced because of your appearance.

The patriarch was still silent, but subconsciously took several puffs of cigarettes in a row, and finally his hand was burned by the burnt cigarette end, which made his mind clearer.

"Oh! Why did you burn yourself?" Seeing this, Little Furong quickly picked up his finger and blew it "huhu", frowning her brows and said distressedly: "My silly brother, does it hurt?"

The gentle wind bypassed the patriarch's fingertips, and lightly penetrated between his fingers, as if it had blown into his heart, disturbing a waveless spring water.

"It's so itchy," the patriarch withdrew his hand irritably.

Patriarch OS: (╬▔dish▔) Don't fucking seduce me!

After Xiao Furong touched his brother's hand, she was in a good mood, as if she had taken some huge advantage, she was very happy.

Little Hibiscus: (*?????)? Yebby~

Having tasted the sweetness, Little Furong approached again with a smile: "By the way, brother, I don't know your name yet."

This time it was the patriarch's turn to blush, and he said, "Nanger. South, south, east, north, south. Grid grid. Occasionally Er."

Every word in the name was explained carefully by him, the tone was extremely light, but the weight was as solemn as a formal self-introduction.

Little Furong is like a licking dog, he will praise everything related to his brother, "Brother, your name is really good."

The patriarch curled his lips, Gao Leng, Tsundere Bingshan was cold and serious.

Patriarch: (???) indifferent, dignified.jpg

Little Furong, who was ignored, continued to cheer herself up: "Nanger, Nanger... Nightingale, she is an angel in white who saves lives and heals the wounded. Brother, your name is similar to hers."

"Don't be like this," the patriarch lowered his eyes and whispered, "I, I don't deserve to be compared with such a good person. It is a kind of blasphemy against that angel."

Nangel knew how many people he had killed and eaten.He bears countless human lives on his back, so how can it be beautiful?More vainly of holy and selfless angels.

Yes, sin and evil are his essence, just like a man-eating devil, Satan is his name.

Cannibalism is the nature of Nangel's blood. Just like cattle eat grass and tigers eat meat, their race is born to eat people.

In order to survive, the ancient ancestors of the cannibals ate indiscriminately. Men and women, good and bad, the elderly and children were all their hunting targets. They cut their throats and let blood, and then swallowed them.

Since modern times, society has become increasingly civilized, and under the constraints of the legal system and morality, it has become increasingly difficult for cannibals to find food.Nangel's race has reproduced so far, and there are only a few bloodlines left, and the clansmen are scattered all over the world.

But even in the face of severe survival problems, as the patriarch, Nangel still strictly ordered his clansmen——

"We will only eat bad people in the future. The kind who have committed a felony and can be sentenced to death, the kind who are heinous and deserve to be eaten. And the kind who have lost the will to live and want to die. Of course, eating cold food is highly encouraged Food—dead people."

From then on, most of his people chose to hide in the criminal investigation team, forensic room, procuratorate and prison to facilitate foraging and hunting.

Even though he was eating a heinous villain, the patriarch was still tortured by his conscience, because depriving others of their lives was a sin.

How is it different from wild beasts to drink blood like a feather and kill people?

The patriarch was silent for a moment, raised his eyes, and said sadly to little Furong, "Don't think your brother is a good person. I'm pretty bad, really."

The author says:

The patriarch sighed, the patriarch felt inferior, and the patriarch was sad. p('⌒｀?q)