The misty sky brings a gloomy atmosphere that permeates the streets of Tokyo.

He Quan Linghua ran over panting and saw the black bags on the ground in the garbage dump in the block. For the first time, she thought this scene became cute.

She pursed her lips and wiped dry her hair dry, not knowing whether it was a stain of sweat or a trace of rain.

It was five o'clock in the evening, and although it was raining, there were many office workers walking by the street with umbrellas.

After all, this is a residential area.

The drizzle of cows is not heavy, but it makes people feel upset. The cold and wet breath penetrates into the skin like a desperate attempt, making people tremble constantly.

He Quan Linghua stood silently in the stinky garbage, full of hesitation, and subconsciously took a step back, feeling that standing here would allow people to look at it a few more times.

The raindrops lazily fell from the corner of their eyes. The pedestrians looked hurried and did not stop for a moment. They just curiously shook the girl who was in the rain. They didn't know what they were hesitating around the garbage bags, but the smell was so bad that they smelled.

The girl has always been exquisite, loves beauty, and dresses cleanly. He Quan Linghua is no exception, but she still leans down and speaks without saying a word. She stretches out her white little hands, and then she firmly pulls a bag of bags with disgust.

Whose leftovers and soup was flowing along the rain to her feet. She was startled and then pursed her lips and breathed.

There were endless pedestrians walking across the zebra crossing with umbrellas, pointing at the girl who was hiking in the garbage dump not far away, talking, and feeling very surprised.

It doesn't look like begging for food.

There were even flashes and photos. When he heard such malicious curiosity, He Quan Linghua became silent, buried her face lower, and regardless of it, he began to search for the hills stacked with garbage dumps anxiously.

All kinds of nauseating garbage constantly impacts the girl's psychology, and even if she holds her breath, she seems to smell the odor.

But I still didn't see the wreckage of the record machine.

Hequan Linghua could only endure the smell and search for it in a daze, making it messy.

The rain curtain, the girl without an umbrella, searching in the garbage dump, constructing this strange scene.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from behind, and Kazumi's mother and Ono Mia came to find her, and she could hardly believe her eyes.

"Are you crazy? Linghua?"

Seeing that his daughter was like a homeless man, he looked for garbage regardless of his image. He was so angry that he stepped forward and grabbed her daughter's arm tightly, and scolded her angrily:

"Isn't it just a record machine, only tens of thousands of yen! Just wait for your dad to come back to buy you one tonight!"

"You don't understand... let go of me..."

He Quan Linghua heard her mother's scolding and shook her arm suddenly, not willing to argue with her, so she buried her head in search:

"You don't understand, it is very important to me..."

Miyu Ono supported Kazumi's mother and comforted her quietly, looking at the scene in front of her in shock. She probably knew that the gift that Kazumi Riki had received was smashed and discarded.

Now, it seems like a child who has lost the most precious treasure is searching for it in a daze and sad way.

"You, what do you look like now!" He Quan's mother was so angry, especially when she saw some familiar neighbors watching and pointing at each other, she was even more angry:

"There is no image of a girl at all. This is not home, so you still want your face!"

"Linghua... go buy another one..."

Miyu Ono also persuaded anxiously, "Why don't girls look for things in the garbage dump?" A record machine is not worth much, so why bother to ruin yourself into a dirty look!

“…”

Hearing his mother scolding him angrily, He Quan Linghua turned her head silently. The sadness in her eyes was shocking. Her fair little hands had already stained with stains, and the school uniform seemed to have changed into a different color:

"Mom...please let me find it. It really...it's really important to me..."

Hequan Linghua's gray-headed and dirty face showed a hint of sadness and sadness, which made Hequan's mother stand in a daze. Her anger suddenly dissipated, replaced by a strong sense of distress and complaint.

After all, it's my own daughter.

In the silence between Kazumi's mother and Mia Ono, Kazumi Ripehua searched without saying a word, her stubborn appearance seemed to be glittering gold in the garbage pile.

"Where are, where are they, where are they..."

She muttered to herself in a daze, picking up the dirty things in the garbage bag without any consideration, and searching one by one.

He Quan's mother laughed and apologized. The neighbors only thought that they had lost something important, so they dispersed. Only some curious passers-by were still watching. Ten minutes later, another batch was changed.

"I'll help you find it..."

Mia Ono couldn't stand watching the embarrassing figure with Hizumi Riki, and stepped into the garbage dump without hesitation and said warmly.

"Thanks."

He Quan Linghua paused and was silently grateful. She knew that she must be in a mess now, but she couldn't care about it.

After a while, the garbage truck that came to collect garbage every day came. The driver looked at the scene in a daze, got out of the car in a hurry, and came to scold:

"How can we deal with the garbage when you are like this! It's a mess..."

The passenger came down from the passenger seat and a cleaner who was wearing a mask agreed with displeasure.

"Sorry! My daughter lost something very important and made the place a mess. I'm sorry, we will pay for garbage disposal fees!" He Quan's mother hurriedly apologized.

The person who came was stunned. It turned out that he was not intentionally sabotaging, but just losing something...

This situation has not been encountered before, so they looked at each other and sat back in the car silently and waited patiently.

Mia Ono found two tree branches to make sticks and searched with Kazumi Ripehua. The farce lasted for more than twenty minutes. Kazumi's mother held an umbrella for the two of them. Finally, she hesitated and picked up a stick.

After a long time, the cleaners stared at the embarrassed girl silently, and couldn't stand it. They shook their heads, got out of the car alone, and called them to go away.

Immediately afterwards, the garbage truck slowly stepped forward and made hundreds of bags of garbage into a mess, but at least it spread out from the hills everywhere.

“…”

The damage caused by the garbage truck made the garbage scatter. Bags of black garbage bags kept rolling down. In the drizzle, Hizumi Linghua stared at the ball of garbage being coldly dropped into the distance, making dull sounds. The girl hurriedly leaned down and half-kneeled on the ground, her hands full of muddy stains trembled and untied the bag. Mia Ono and her mother also heard the reputation.

"Finished...find..."

He Quan Linghua, who was sobbing and lost her voice, felt like she had a treasure. She hugged the bag of broken parts tightly in her arms, and subconsciously took out her cell phone and wanted to call him to tell him the good news.

Because she found...it was found...

but

No matter how embarrassed or painful she is, what does it have to do with Kashihara Kiyoshi?

Hequan Linghua's hair was wet with rain and was covered with disheveled scattered on her forehead. The pale yellow vest sweater had been wet from the outside to the inside, so cold that it made people tremble, but she didn't care about anything and called silently.

“…”

The other side of Tokyo.

Kashihara Kiyoshi answered the phone curiously, and there was a noise like electric current and an inaudible breathing sound from the other end of the phone.

"Hawaizumi?"

He asked tentatively, the delicate breathing seemed to have a little heavier.

"That birthday gift is pretty, thank you." He thought for a while and picked up the warm and sweet milk on the table next to him.

“…”

There was no intention of talking on the other end of the phone. Kashihara was a little depressed. If he called the wrong one, would he still deliberately trick him?

“Kashihara Kiyoshi…”

The girl's somewhat hoarse voice came slowly.

Kashiwahara, Miyasumi Riki, spoke seriously, and couldn't help but listen carefully.

"You bastard, I hate you the most!"

In the gray rain curtain, in the cold and humid air, Hequan Linghua vented her anger at the top of her lungs, screaming in her heart's grievances and pain.

Kashihara Kiyoshi, who felt inexplicably scolded, listened to the busy voice on the phone in confusion, but thought to himself what happened to Xiaolu Tea?

...

The pink cell phone fell to the ground weakly. She knelt on the ground, sobbing with grievance and sobbing. Only at this time can tears that were heart-wrenchingly cried and would not be noticed.

I thought I would never cry for him again, why didn’t the tears dry up that day, but tears fell like rain at this moment

‘I obviously don’t want to cry for him anymore…’
Chapter completed!