With my own feelings, I know that I am not a jewel...but I still have a glimmer of hope in my heart, and I am not willing to live with rubble for the rest of my life."

"Am I rubble?"

"Oh no, that's not what I meant. I'm very sorry."

"You're kidding, don't be so nervous." Nance patted him on the shoulder gently.

When my hand touched his shoulder, I realized that his body was trembling slightly. This young painter must have accumulated pain that was unimaginable to others.

Nance took back his hand and looked at his face, which had been tortured by life and said without any energy: "What do you want to do specifically?"

"...I want to go into politics."

"Ah."

Nance showed a complicated smile.

"I have already thought about it. From now on, I will put away my weakness and be a calm person." Clegg's eyes gradually became stern as he spoke, "Don't be emotional anymore, don't be allowed."

Look back at the past and start your new life with the belief that you must succeed."

"Where do you plan to start? Run for election as a street councilor or participate in the selection of grassroots civil servants?"

"How can you do good politics with those insects?"

"so what?"

“I want to form my own political party!”

"..."

Amidst the sound of burning coals, the conversation gradually came to an end.

"I have to go back to help rescue people, Mr. Adel, please take my leave." Clegg stood up to say goodbye, and Nance sent him out. In the woods outside, the starlight illuminated the snow, and the surrounding area was white.

They said goodbye to each other again, and Nance smiled and said: "It's snowing a lot this year and there are a lot of things going on. I hope the world will be peaceful in the coming year. I also hope you can do a great job. If you have anything, you can come to me to discuss..."

"...Winter will pass." Clegg closed his eyes and exhaled a white breath.

After Nance walked back and his back disappeared, he turned around and walked towards the seafood transport truck. But instead of getting on the truck directly, he walked under a tree. It was quiet and no one was around, except for the sound of snowflakes falling lightly to the ground.

The fatigue and pain in his heart surged up, and he slowly knelt on the ground.

Amidst the low sobs, tears flowed out and hung on his cheeks. He opened his mouth, gasped hard, raised his fist and punched the snow, and then hit his head on the tree trunk in front of him.

"Bang~"

The snow fell rustlingly.

He was hit several times in a row, and blood oozed from his forehead.

Clegg gritted his teeth and smashed the tree trunk with his fist. After a while, his fist and forehead became bloody. Tired and exhausted, he hugged the tree trunk and wailed with red eyes.

The man's cry that broke out after being suppressed to the extreme was not pleasant to hear. It was twisted like a madman and continued intermittently for a long time... There was nothing he couldn't do, he thought to himself. This was already a rotten world anyway.

It won't get worse...

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On the edge of the moonlight, Nance looked at the crazy man under the tree. He looked at it for a long time before turning around and walking back.

Apart from him, there were many people crying that night.

Unexpressed emotions never go away, they are just buried alive for the time being, and one day they will surely explode in an even uglier way.

But so what?

A grain of sand of the times falls on everyone's shoulders, and it becomes a heavy mountain...

Walking alone through the woods, he returned to Sister Marlene's house.

Looking from a distance, there were lights on in the courtyard, and Sister Rena was sitting under the eaves, thinking deeply about something.

Dazzling smooth blond hair, freshly washed and still steaming. Neat bangs, floral white skirt, wrapped in a cotton coat. She didn't know what she was thinking, she clenched her hands into fists, put them on her knees, and gave someone a look.

A very nervous feeling.

The quiet moonlight shines down and falls on that gentle face, which is holy and moving.

Nance watched for a long time, her eyes moved, and then she realized that he was back. She immediately stood up and rushed towards him. The night wind blew her bangs, and under the moonlight and snow, her body seemed to be stronger than usual.

More petite.

"I thought you were out..."

There was a slight sense of relief in his voice.

She ran over and stood in front of Nance, with a gentle smile on her face. Nance stretched out his hand, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her back.

"Eh?"

Sister Lena's face suddenly turned red again.

How many times a day does he need to be hugged before he is satisfied... It's not that my mother doesn't allow it, she just says it very shyly.

As a woman, Lena's body looked a little thin in the night. The feeling of being held in the arms of the more muscular and tall Nance was a bit like the feeling of a petite wife curled up in her husband's arms.

"What are you thinking about?" Sister Lena asked softly.

"I feel a little sad..." Nance smiled softly, lowered his head slightly, and looked at the face of the pure nun in his arms, "Hundreds of thousands of people were displaced overnight. This is a disaster I have never seen with my own eyes...

I have seen such descriptions in history books before, such as wars and famines, but I always felt that those descriptions were too vague. Now that I have witnessed them with my own eyes, I realize that no words are enough to describe this heavy suffering..."

Sister Lena gently stood on her tiptoes and put her arms around his head.

After soothing him with her freshly washed, fragrant and warm skin for a long time, Sister Reina said softly: "...I'm so sad too. What I hate to see the most is the suffering of these children."

Nance looked at her plain and demure face: "Do these children come to the monastery often?"

"Yes, the monastery occasionally does some small jobs for them, such as repairing flowers and plants, feeding cattle and sheep, etc." Sister Reina recalled, "The wages are not much, and the work is not heavy. The main reason is that I want to

This attracts them to come and listen to the holy music. They are really well-behaved and sensible..."

In your eyes, every child is well-behaved and sensible, right?

Leaving aside others, how is that little Jasmine so well-behaved?

Oh, right.

Even Nance, the bastard, is very good in her eyes, so it doesn't seem difficult to understand that others should also be good.

"Hey, Nance, do you know little Jasmine?" Sister Lena suddenly asked curiously.

Nance smiled with a strange look in his eyes: "I bought a flower from her."

"Oh, what a coincidence." Sister Lena smiled slightly, "Among these children, I like her the most."

Looking at her innocent smile, Nance thought that it was better not to tell her the other side of the little girl. He hoped that this silly nun could stay so innocent. He would leave those evil and dark things to him.

Right.

Sister Lena smiled for a few seconds, then her face suddenly darkened.

"Nance, their home is gone..." She turned her face in Nance's arms and looked towards the direction of the city, where the sky was full of wind and snow and the neon lights were shining. "Analyze it, will this city be in chaos?

stand up?"

She nestled in Nance's arms. Nance held her in his arms and stroked the soft hair on the back of her head: "It will definitely get messy, and it's hard to say how bad it will be... But don't worry too much. There can't be chaos in this world."

, high-tech weapons in the hands of the military will be an indiscriminate killing against civilians armed with old weapons, and rebellion in the era of hot weapons is almost impossible."

"I'm afraid more people will die..."

"I will protect you and Tokisaki."

Sister Lena raised her head and looked at him: "Huh?"

"Lovely mother Lena, you are the one I want to protect the most." Nance put his chin on top of her head and said softly and comfortably, "The pure little sheep is the easiest to attract the big bad wolf, and I won't let you.

You were snatched away by another wolf."

Hearing his words, Sister Lena, who was just cuddling in his arms, finally overcame the shyness in her heart. She slowly stretched out her hand, as if doing an experiment, quietly hugged his waist, and put her side face

Buried on his chest, as if to hear his heartbeat clearly.

After a while.

She smiled, inexplicably naughty.

"Actually..." She pressed against Nance's chest, "Rena's mother is a third-level warrior, she should be able to fight better than you."

"..."

Nance's old face was a little red.

It makes sense, he worked hard to become stronger, but the time is really too short... But Nance, don't be discouraged, at least there is a woman you can bully... Quietly, he turned his eyes to Sister Reina

's house.

In that dimly lit place, a head floated quietly on the fence.

Bad nun is spying!

As a wet nurse with average fighting ability, Sister Marlene is really suitable for bullying. Moreover, she is tough-tongued and scheming. The more she bullies her, the more she feels...
To be continued...