Unlucky Man - Sosuke Fubuki 10



Unlucky Man - Sosuke Fubuki 10

That's enough, really.

Hirata-kun, do you really want to return to a home like this?

You don't actually have to be patient. Fangzi Sosuke lowered his head and let the woman's soft fingers insert into his hair. Although his body was still trembling because of crying unconsciously and the cold wind from the sky was still filling his surroundings, he felt a rare sense of peace and satisfaction.

You did nothing wrong, it's just that the people around you avoid talking about the right things and choose to abide by some unnecessary rules. You are a courageous person who dares to question, so you are excluded.

The man who had almost never received any affirmation threw himself in front of a strange woman he had never met before, showing the most embarrassing posture of his life, but was accepted gently.

Sosuke Fang was sincerely thankful that he was still alive.

Because he met Tong Xiangwang.

The happy memory was only a moment, and the cold and biting words of the Hirata family once again brought him back to reality. Even Sosuke Fusako, who was always considered a good guy with no temper, couldn't help but frown at this terrible contrast.

"So what? It's not like a person like that should end up like this..."

"That's enough," Fang Shusuke placed his hands on his knees, the woman's encouraging words still lingering in his ears, the fire soaked by the rain burned again, "Hirata-kun said in his suicide note that he wanted to go home."

"But this is not his home."

"What nonsense are you talking about again!" Hirata Yukio's father slammed the table. The traditional patriarch found it hard to accept the fact of being questioned. Fusako Sosuke's behavior in the past few days fueled his arrogance. He couldn't help but behave like a "family head" to this outsider. "That useless son just walked out of here. If not, where else can he go back to!"

"...Yeah," Fang Shusuke's eyes swept across the faces of the people present. Hirata Yukio's father and brother had similar disdain and irritability on their faces. His mother lived like a background board. The only one who objected to this was Hirata Yukio's sister-in-law, but judging from the fact that she tried to speak several times but ended up saying nothing, she had no chance to speak in this family. "But this is not a place he can come back to."

"He was working hard but his company went bankrupt and he lost his job. He lost his home because he had no job and he couldn't find a job because he had no home. His friends left him and his family cut off contact with him and refused to help him."

"I understand why Hirata-kun didn't ask for help from us. Even his blood family members are like this, not to mention his friends who are connected by emotion."

"Hirata-kun thought you were family, but it's a pity you just treated him as a tool."

"Excuse me," Fangzi Zongjie bowed and left without waiting for the host to order him to leave, "I'm really sorry for disturbing you these days."

I shouldn't come again. Fatigue permeated Sosuke Fusako's body and mind. He just wanted to go back to the apartment and have a good sleep. He put Hirata Yukio and Tsuchiya Tsutomu out of his mind. Anyway, they were dead, and there was no way they could complain to him about their misfortunes, right?

Hirata Yukio's mother was like a pre-set NPC. She completely ignored Sosuke Fusako's unhappiness and followed etiquette to send him to the doorstep.

"Goodbye, Ms. Hirata."

"... Yukio mentioned to me once that he had successfully found a job, and was still with Tsuchiya-kun. He said that he would work hard this time, and when his job was stable, he would come home to see me and buy me a silk scarf. He also had to prepare tea for his brother and father. It was his regret that he could not attend his brother's wedding." In the stunned eyes of Fang Shusuke, Ms. Hirata still had that rigid expression, but the strange thing was that she no longer gave people the feeling of a clay doll. "But one night, he called me and cried and said that he really couldn't stand it, he couldn't go on. Tsuchiya-kun kept persuading him, but he thought it was not good, and said it would be better to work hard and find a different job..."

Ms. Hirata bowed deeply to Mr. Fang.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, my son."

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