Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 167 The Buddha Brother and the Assassin Brother 34

He Yunmin turned to look at Fu Wei, his voice suddenly rising.

Faced with He Yunmin's sudden agitation, Fu Wei was puzzled and nodded blankly, "How did you know?"

Upon hearing this, a thought suddenly occurred to He Yunmin. His pupils contracted, and he looked at Zhao Zhao again, "Brother! Are you hiding something from me?"

He was startled and quickly squatted down, staring intently at Zhao Zhao, his emotions running high. "How did you manage to shield me from the injury?"

He Yunmin was anxious, convinced that there must be some connection between them, and he was determined to force Zhaozhao to tell the truth no matter what.

Helpless, Zhao Zhao met He Yunmin's red eyes and asked, "Why are you crying?"

Just like when I was a child, I cry when I get anxious; I'll never grow up.

Zhao Zhao did not deny it, and He Yunmin immediately understood.

He smiled, a miserable and ugly smile, and said, word by word, "Brother, do you know? Ever since you left home twelve years ago, no matter who or what hurts me, I never have any wounds on my body."

"I thought it was Buddha protecting me, but it turns out it was my brother protecting me? Is that right?"

"I should have suspected it a long time ago..."

"Brother! Say something!"

A moment of silence fell over the dilapidated temple. Fu Wei's eyes widened as his gaze shifted between the agitated He Yunmin and the silent Zhao Zhao with her eyes downcast.

Seeing that he didn't speak, He Yunmin suddenly stepped forward, "Fine, I'll see for myself!"

He himself has suffered countless injuries in the past two years. If these injuries were to be transferred to Zhao Zhao, they would definitely leave some marks.

They ripped open Zhao Zhao's clothes, revealing that his body was covered with wounds of all sizes, some of which had scabbed over and left scars, while others had just begun to scab over, looking gruesome and unsightly.

He Yunmin recognized these new injuries; they were from a fight he had with Lu Ming a few days ago.

"...Why did you do this..." He Yunmin's voice was hoarse, and the moment he saw the injuries on his body, he couldn't stop his tears.

Why didn't you tell me?

"Why did you have to suffer all of this for me!"

Zhao Zhao sighed, a sharp pain shooting through his heart. He looked up, still gazing gently at He Yunmin, and softly wiped away his tears. "I was worried you'd get hurt."

"But don't I worry about you?" Knowing the truth, He Yunmin's tears really fell and she couldn't stop them.

The injuries suffered by the Blood Moon Killing Hall during those two years were countless. He Yunmin didn't even dare to think about how Zhao Zhao, with such a weak body, managed to survive.

"Brother, please untie this thing... I beg you."

He would rather suffer a more serious injury himself than have his brother get hurt in his place.

The boy in front of her was crying so pitifully that Zhao Zhao couldn't bear it and gently patted his head, saying, "It will be untied in another six months."

"Really?" He Yunmin asked, her eyes brimming with tears.

The ruthless assassin from the Blood Moon Killing Hall was now crying so pitifully and aggrievedly in front of him. Zhao Zhao's heart softened, and he nodded, giving him a definite answer.

Knowing that the problem could be solved made He Yunmin feel a little better, but tears were still falling.

Zhao Zhao teased, "Why is Minmin still the same crybaby she was when she was little?"

Minmin, the crybaby.

Memories of the past resurfaced before He Yunmin's eyes. Looking at Zhao Zhao's pale face and his thin body covered in scars, he remained silent and quietly helped him put on his clothes.

Fu Wei, who was standing to the side, was completely confused by their cryptic conversation, but when she put it all together and combined it with He Yunmin and Zhao Zhao's reactions, she could probably understand.

Ruosheng somehow managed to transfer the injuries He Yunmin had suffered onto himself.

He looked at Zhaozhao with a complicated expression, hesitant to speak, but ultimately couldn't say anything.

I've always known that Ruosheng has a heart full of love, but I never expected that he would be so protective of his closest relatives. I truly admire him.