Zhao Luo was someone who had lived a life of solitude before because of his sickness. As for now, he had nothing to complain about. One after another everyone he met and made a connection with was nice and it was fun to be around them or when they were around him. So Zhao Luo had nothing to complain about.
"Brother we will be your family."
Brother Sang said while looking at Zhao Luo. He knew that Zhao Luo already considered him and the others as good friends but he wanted to be his family.
Zhao Luo who was walking alongside Brother Sang and Yan smiled when he heard Brother Sang's statement. He felt touched and emotional.
After he had started traveling, he never thought that he would one day have people who would care so much for him.
Zhao Luo looked at Brother Sang.
"You are already my family."
Zhao Lup said to him.
Brother Sang turned his face away.
'I can't cry. A man doesn't cry.'
