"Is what you said before true?"

In a large but simple room, Webster sat in the first small living room entering the door and asked Alan.

"Which are you referring to?"

Allen sat opposite Webster, holding black tea and lowering his head, saying.

"It is what is said to be a program that responds to changes in the same way as constant."

Webster seemed not anxious, but just said in a chat.

"Of course, why, do you think I'm just talking nonsense and perfunctory?"

The warm tea atmosphere was filled with mist, rising up, covering Allen's face a little blurred.

But you can clearly hear it, and a chuckle comes from it, with a faint seriousness.

"Not that, but I think you shouldn't do this with your personality?"

Webster picked up a piece of snack and replied.

"We have only known each other for a few hours since we met. Why are you confident because you can understand me?"

Hearing this, Allen looked up curiously and looked at Webster.

It is clear and bright as if the stars are shining, and its sacred and brilliant eyes are like substances, which emerge from the misty tea atmosphere, with a faint sharpness.

"Some people have known each other for a long time, but they are limited to familiarity, but some people have known each other for a while, just like old friends reunite and close friends, and have known each other for a long time."

After the words came, Webster looked at Allen and chuckled, and spoke very seriously, "I think we should be the latter."

After a while, Allen didn't speak, but the curve of the corners of his mouth became clearer and clearer.

After thinking about it, putting down the teacup in his hand, Allen was about to answer the initial question.

Knock knock knock knock!

A knock on the door suddenly came from outside.

Allen and Webster looked at each other, walked to the door together and opened it.

It was Helena and Jacob.

"Why are you here?"

He said this, but his body had already reacted in advance and greeted them in with his body sideways.

"Isn't there some things that are hard to say in front of those two little guys, and then we think it's better to talk to you again."

Jacob said as he walked in.

Helena followed behind him and nodded at Allen, as if expressing her agreement.

Upon hearing this, Allen suddenly realized that he was about to close the door.

"Don't worry, maybe there will be some later."

However, Webster spoke and said to him meaningfully.

Alan's mouth twitched, and looked at the room that was quite generous but had a limit after all, "You don't think so, are you?"

Before he finished speaking, footsteps came from outside the door.

Looking at Webster's expected expression, Jacob, Helena and others suddenly saw but were not surprised, Allen sighed.

...

Ten minutes later, Allen's original room was already full of people.

Sitting, standing, high or low, leaning or standing, dressing differently, and styles differently.

This difference is also well reflected in their respective momentum.

For example, some people are as steady as mountains, towering and heavy as mountains, with a calm expression and thinking twice before acting; some people are as fierce as fire, with violent and abnormal movements, and their faces are changeable and easy to show; some people are mysterious and mysterious, without missing their voices, but have already looked at the people present...

There is no intention to show its power, nor to deliberately oppress the four directions, but the natural leakage, the mixed momentum of temperament, style, belief, and knowledge experience, is intertwined and entangled in the void.

Even the cycle and collision continues, the atmosphere is extremely solemn and serious.

"Okay, since everyone is here, I guess they should have the same idea."

"Tell me, what do you think."

Allen raised his head, leaned back slightly, leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the people around him, and spoke in a calm tone.

"Hebrews, we want to know, what you really think."

A slender figure and face like a knife and a chisel, with a very masculine charm, seemed to have received a gesture from others, walked out of the crowd and sat in the empty seat in front of Allen.

"Nort." His eyes were slightly closed, with a faint silvery whiteness. Alan looked directly at him and also at the people present. "Do you think what I said before is against the false words in my heart?"

"It's not, but it may not be all."

"After all, you should be able to understand the depression in our hearts."

Noulter did not retreat from Alan's heavy eyes that seemed to be substantial and spoke frankly, or their true thoughts.

For such a direct and frank answer, Allen lowered his head slightly and drank a cup of tea.

My thoughts wandered and I couldn't help but go back to the previous time.

...

"Although I don't want to admit it, the one who plundered and committed such evil deeds should be our Walker Dale family, my eldest brother, Moores Walker Dale."

Taking a deep breath, the words that seemed to be able to cut his throat were spit out of Simmons' mouth, with a strong apology and a shameless guilt.

As the words came out, the scene suddenly became quiet, without any extra noise, but it was silence that was scary.

Bowing, Simmons and Daphne both kept moving in such a posture, which was not a moral kidnapping, but an instinct to hope for forgiveness.

"Okay, get up."

Helena spoke first and broke the deadlock.

Her expression was still calm, as if she had not been hit at all. She pursed her lips and said softly.

"Although they are all Walker, he is him, you are you."

"So, you do not need to atone for the sins he has committed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jacob and Webster also agreed and agreed.

Jacob may have been the most impacted, because his psychological expectation was the least among the people present.

However, his reply speed was not slow.

He still has the view that there is a head of injustice and debt and a master.

He knew very well that Simmons and Daphne were also victims!

However, although the words were spoken on the surface, the atmosphere was a little awkward in a short period of time. At least, it was impossible to discuss it without any grudges as before.

Therefore, Allen simply took Simmons and Daphne back to the lawn where the group was resting and introduced both sides.

Simmons and Daphne also made the same information as before.

Since you have already started, you must have the awareness of taking on everything.

Although both the Western Han Dynasty and the Eastern Han Dynasty were great Han, there were only few similarities between the two except for their names. In the Song Dynasty, the emperor's genealogy was complex and disordered, and even had a great hatred of life and death between them. However, when later generations looked at it, their first reaction was to regard it as one.

Therefore, no matter how innocent they are or how unaware they are, they are even victims themselves.

But when other people feel angry, they will subconsciously regard Walkerdale as a whole.

This is very normal and instinctive.

Even if their reason can distinguish the difference between the two, they understand that what Simmons said is not false.

But humans have never been a species that dominates everything rationally.

And the fact is, as Simmons thought before.

Originally, it was a harmonious atmosphere, but when Simmons spoke, it was towards the end and the freezing point.

Even the people's plans for the future were just a hasty end and did not have much substantial gains.

...

The mind recycled scattered in past memories, Alan looked in front of him.

"I know there is hatred in your heart, fire, turbulent waves, and storms."

"But you should know who is the real culprit of all this, and who should be the target of your revenge?"

After a slight pause, the originally lazy body leaned forward, as if a tiger was pounced on her food, with a faint sense of oppression.

In a trance, Allen's laziness and easy-going body was completely cured, and his whole body changed, as if he had become a big insect that dominated the mountains and forests, and his power grew.

"Simmons and Daphne are innocent children and victims of the same persecution."

"You shouldn't let your emotions break your mind because of the honesty of your two children, and make actions that are irrational and even regretful."

Without hoarseness or gritting teeth, Allen just sat there, his tone as peaceful as a gurgling water, expressing his opinion.
To be continued...