Chapter 192 Tomorrow's Blossom

"Come alone?"

Matsuda Jinpei was stunned for a moment. He turned his head to look at the board, and for a moment he did not connect those lively words with the sentence 'often come alone'.

"Haven't you come here with other people?" Morobushi Jingguang felt something was wrong after asking. He coughed twice and put away the surprised expression on his face, "It's just... a boy with white hair, and a black hair."

Maybe because Asuka Kiri's white hair was so impressive, the manager reacted in the blink of an eye. He stroked his head and smiled, "Yes, they will come together. But they come together less often..."

After saying this, he patted his head and recalled, "In the early days, they often came together for about a year, When I got old enough... to go to school and work, I came less often. That spring..."

It happened several years ago. The store manager thought for a long time but couldn't remember the name of the boy who smiled at him with narrowed eyes as soon as he entered the store. He could only choose a pronoun, "...the one with round eyes."

"He was busy and seemed to be in a hurry to save money. Apart from going to school, he worked odd jobs outside and lived frugally. The snacks that were not sold after dinner were sold at a low price. He came very late and packed up the leftovers to buy for midnight snacks and the next day..." The store manager said, and seemed to feel that it was not good to reveal too much about other people's affairs, and the last word became vague.

Yes, Kasugawa Shugo was released from an orphanage, and when he reached a certain age, he had to pay for all his tuition and living expenses by himself, and the only way out was to do odd jobs.

Now looking back, the words on that message board sometimes seemed a little weird and overly detailed. Rather than the feelings left by the three of them on the message board after having dinner together, they seemed more like words written at different times and communicated with each other.

That's true. It was only a short year from the time Kasugawa Shugo was rescued by the police and sent to the nearest orphanage to the time he reached the age to leave the orphanage. After he left the orphanage, all the money he earned from odd jobs had to be used to pay for his tuition and support his daily living expenses, and he had to send part of it back to Tsukiyama Asari to save. He probably didn't have much spare money to buy a mobile phone to contact his two younger brothers.

Public telephone booths or message boards in small shops like this became the channels for them to communicate.

Matsuda Jinpei looked away.

Their families had experienced some problems to a greater or lesser extent, but even Morobushi Kagemitsu, who lived in the home of his relatives after his parents passed away, had his daily food, clothing and daily necessities guaranteed.

The man closed his eyes, and almost immediately thought of this scene after hearing these words, but the boy of seventeen or eighteen years old came out from outside, tired and in the cold wind, with a smile on his face that he had to force even when he was extremely tired, which made people feel uncomfortable no matter how they thought about it.

A few people had discussed this at the beginning in the police academy, saying that they didn't know what kind of family habits had conditioned Kasugawa Shugo to have such a sweet and coquettish personality. This family looks lively and bustling, but in fact they are alone most of the time, lonely as hell.

"I remember the white-haired boy, he was young, not old enough to leave the orphanage, the other two came alone sometimes, but he was always accompanied by someone." Finally, some traces were pulled out from the very distant memory. The store manager thought of the appearance of the three people, whose faces were not clear now, when they were together, and he still felt warm subconsciously. He thought that the relationship between the three people must be very good.

"But after something happened ten years ago, the welfare home was in turmoil for a while, and they rarely had time to come together."

"What happened ten years ago?" Quickly capturing the key words, Ida Hang's face froze, and he asked repeatedly, "Did anything happen in the town ten years ago?"

"This..." As if he felt that it was nothing to tell these people, the manager frowned and recalled, "The man called... anyway, he was a very powerful president. He built several new buildings for the welfare home. He came to cut the ribbon that day, but died in the room at night. This is very strange..." "

According to Xizi, he was a teacher in the welfare home. She said that the man suddenly collapsed, and even the police couldn't find the cause of death. He was gone inexplicably, and then it was regarded as a sudden death due to overwork and the case was left unresolved."

No cause of death was found.

Morofushi

Jingguang pursed his lips and thought of only one possibility. It seems that Yugu Miao had also been to this place to carry out a mission. Did he know at that time that his only blood relative was in this orphanage?

After hearing this old story, Jitian secretly kept a watchful eye. While talking, Matsuda Jinpei swallowed the Taiyaki in front of him as brunch, "Thank you, we'll leave first."

When he walked out of the door, the sun was blocked by dark clouds that came out from nowhere, making the whole town dim. I don't know if it's because of the message board inside or something else, after catching traces of my friend's old days in this town, looking at these uneven paths again, I feel a sense of closeness for no reason.

Following the directions given by the store manager, the group walked around a few roads and soon saw the most prominent building in the town. Just as Hagiwara Kenji was about to knock on the door that looked quite old, he felt something heavy on his hand.

"Don't knock yet," said Morofushi Jingguang. He glanced around and pointed to the side. "You will definitely be watched by the people inside after you go in, and your movements will be hindered. I'll go in from the side and see you inside later."

Hagiwara Kenji was silent for a long time and couldn't help but say, "Why are you so... uh..." after becoming police officers?

You can torture and break the law.

Not realizing the hidden meaning of his friend, the police officer waved his hand, put the hood of his hoodie on his head, and walked quickly to the secluded path behind the welfare home.

The welfare home is very large. There are several buildings near the door. They all look newly built, but there are few children and employees in this home. These newly built buildings are more than enough to accommodate the people in the home. The original old buildings were soon abandoned. Even the outer walls were rarely cleaned by employees, showing a faint sense of loneliness. The

iron fence was covered with vines. Because the side was in the shade, the plants that were rarely exposed to sunlight did not grow as well as those in the front yard. They were as gloomy as these buildings.

He lowered his head and walked forward. He didn't know how long he had walked, and suddenly caught a different light and shadow. The shady side was dark, and with the vines blocking the way, there was little light on this road, but that small piece cast some light and shadow, which seemed particularly abrupt.

Zhu Fu Jingguang walked over quickly and looked down at the roots of the vines. He saw some scratches on the iron wall behind him, as if they were cut by a knife. The vines that first grew from the roots seemed to be afraid of the knife marks that didn't even break the paint on the outside of the iron wall. They grew around this side as much as possible, leaving a gap in this section to let the sunlight in.

The roots were also a little sparser than other places, as if they had been cut off before, causing the newly grown vines to lag behind the others.

Why is it this place?

The man frowned, and after carefully feeling around, he suddenly remembered something and looked up at the old building.

He pushed aside the branches and leaves that grew behind the vines, and soon a tightly closed window appeared in his sight. The surrounding scenery was not clearly visible under the obstruction of the branches and leaves, except for the old window that was not blocked at all.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's heart moved, and before he could confirm anything, he felt the phone in his pocket tremble a few times.

"......We're in." Ida Kou wanted to call out his friend's name, but hesitated before he could say it. "Speaking of which, I came to pick up Xiao Wu's things. The dean didn't say anything."

As he said this, his eyes moved a little to the other side and saw that Hagiwara Kenji was holding a small notebook in his hand. He didn't know what was in it. The man with half-long hair lowered his head and couldn't see his expression.

The man moved closer and saw a sentence written on the cover of the notebook in crooked words that sounded strange. It was like a child who had just learned to write without anyone to guide him.

[Start writing notes today

My brother said]

The line of notes was quickly crossed out and replaced with the more appropriate word "diary". At this time, the boy seemed to have not yet learned to use punctuation marks, or even more complex words. He just wrote down whatever came to his mind. Although it was brief and strange to read, at least it was understandable.

The man quickly flipped back a few pages, and the ink marks were like knives across the paper, cutting a resounding blade in the dusty past.

[A new brother has arrived.]

The boy's handwriting was a little messy, and there were many places where he forgot to use punctuation marks. However, the tone of the diary had become more steady, but he was still not used to using punctuation marks, and some places were still separated by relatively long spaces.

But words were secondary. Instead of writing down what happened today, he preferred to draw a picture that represented today on each page.

Matsuda Jinpei turned the paper over a little and saw a stuffed glove held by the teacher. It was a bear with a round head, smiling outside.

[Like a little bear stuffed animal

Very warm, hugged

and chased away the others]

The picture on this one was different, only a swing wrapped in flower vines was drawn.

[Someone was outside and saw it.]

[Unlike Asari-nii

Why don’t you like to laugh?]

The boy couldn’t express himself, but he used a pencil to carefully outline the scene after each sentence. The chestnut-haired boy drawn on the paper was really quite similar to the real life.

The only difference is that the young man in the picture has an unstoppable gloom between his eyebrows and eyes, which is very different from his current silly and sweet smile.

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