Chapter 193 Tomorrow's Bloom

The man on the paper looked nothing like the current Kasugawa Shugo, but he looked a lot like the boy in the previous photo who stared at the camera with a little sleepiness.

The sketch cast a faint shadow at the end of the boy's eyes and under his eyes, and the shadow cast by the hair made his face look tired and depressed, and even his eyes looked gloomy.

Hagiwara Kenji touched it with his fingertips consciously, but forgot that it was a charcoal drawing of poor quality. As soon as his fingertips touched the surface, a small piece of it was blurred, and the man was so scared that he quickly pulled his hand back.

Matsuda Jinpei tapped his young head, signaling him to be careful. The man with half-long hair knew that he was in the wrong, so he simply withdrew his hand and handed the entire old diary to the other two to flip through.

Ida Kou was so absorbed by the contents of the diary that he completely forgot that he was still on the phone. He just stuffed it into his pocket and walked towards his two friends.

"Class leader, did you find anything?" Hagiwara Kenji reluctantly tore his eyes away from the diary and turned to look at the man behind him.

"Nothing special, I just found some notebooks for accounting." The man with a buzz cut whispered, lowering his head and looking at the contents of the diary with the other two.

The boy kept a lot of diaries, accumulating a thick book, and most of them were interjections that were unique to children, which made it difficult to decipher.

The few of them didn't have time to read the whole story carefully from beginning to end, so they could only randomly post a few articles, focusing on the time when Kasugawa Shugo appeared in it, and then starting from the time when the few of them just met. The previous article was not particularly interesting, it seemed to be a rainy day, with birds and mist on the paper and flowers being hit by the rain.

[It's cold today .

I hate rainy days.]

Matsuda Jinpei turned to the next article.

[The newcomer is scary.

But the dog with me is cute

. I like bread.]

The man froze in his tracks, took out his phone, unlocked it several times, and finally found the photo he took yesterday. The dog held by the chestnut-haired boy in the picture is very similar to the one on the paper, but the latter also has a gloomy look in its eyes and lies listlessly on the ground, like an abandoned stray dog.

"Shugo was sent here with his pets." Date Kou frowned. He held a few books he found elsewhere, mostly calligraphy practice books and exercise books, without much information. "Why haven't I heard him talk about this?"

They occasionally asked Kasugawa Shugo about his past during dinner. He seemed to have no reservations about his life in the orphanage. He boasted happily about how cute his two younger brothers were, how hard it was for him and Asari to teach Xiaowu to speak and write, and that the white-haired boy learned things very quickly and could write sentences fluently in less than a month. In short, he always looked very happy, as if there was really nothing to worry about in the orphanage.

But he never mentioned the dog named 'Bread'.

Kenji Hagiwara frowned. He remembered that when he first visited Tsukiyama Asari's house, he saw puppies in many places. It seemed that both Tsukiyama Asari and Aska Kiri liked puppies very much. He asked why they didn't raise one if they liked puppies so much. The answer he got was that they didn't have the energy now and planned to raise one after their life became stable.

However, seven years later, their life was completely stable, but the dog they said they would raise after they became stable never appeared.

Even Toru Amuro, a model worker who worked three jobs, could raise a dog!

With doubt rising in his mind, the man with semi-long hair frowned and turned the page again.

[I like bread. It's warm.

But it doesn’t like to eat.]

At the bottom of the paper was a picture of a puppy lying at the door. I don’t know what it was looking at outside. Because it hadn’t eaten, its body shape was quite different from the chubby appearance in the photo.

[Little Bear Brother.

He doesn’t like to laugh, but he’s very good to me. He

got angry today, very badly. He won’t eat because of Bread.

He threw away the food and said he would never care about Bread again, and wouldn’t let me get him food. He

’s scary when he’s angry.

But it feels like he’s actually very sad.]

Jinpei Matsuda frowned and suddenly thought of another possibility.

The two of them had never had a puppy they liked, was it because the other person in the family who had been away for a long time didn’t want to take in another little life that had left a deep mark in his life.

He looked at Bread's wet eyes on the paper. He didn't know why, but he felt that his friend who made him worry looked a bit like this puppy when he was abandoned.

The man's eyes fell on the word "sad", and he felt his heart churning. What kind of mood was the boy who felt abandoned by his father feeling when he saw his pet not eating or drinking, and kept waiting at the door waiting for the man who was his father to come back?

[I secretly gave Bread food, but it still didn't eat.]

Hagiwara Kenji flipped a few pages forward, and his brows furrowed even more. He counted briefly and found that Bread had not eaten or drunk for nearly half a month. The little food he usually ate was not enough to meet his survival needs.

It was probably not far from death.

The man flipped through the pages again, skipping over many daily details. When he saw that glaring word, even though he had already prepared himself, he still felt sad.

[Bread is dead.

Dead is dead, why must it be replaced with other words? I don’t understand.

But this is what Brother Chao Li said...

Bread is gone

I will say this in the future]

[Brother Little Bear, you look very tired. You have lost a lot of weight and look a little scary.

But it doesn’t matter

I will accompany him, Brother Chao Li and I will.]

[You have become more cheerful

But you prefer not to laugh.

Why?]

[Brother Little Bear, you can’t sleep at night.

He said that he was sick, but he couldn’t sleep because he had no medicine]

[I learned a lullaby from the aunt in the yard and wanted to sing it to my brother.

I hope Brother Little Bear can fall asleep

Didn't fall asleep, but held me and cried for a long time

Can lullaby make people unhappy?]

Jinpei Matsuda's hand holding the notebook trembled, smearing a small piece of text. He gritted his teeth and thought of the sleeping pills lying in the lower corner of the photo. He felt dizzy.

That guy really relied on this kind of medicine to fall asleep, but how old was he at that time? What kind of physical or mental condition did that mercenary father use sleeping pills to make his child, who was only ten years old, fall asleep?

He forced himself to suppress the surging emotions and continued to read. There were fewer records about the incident at the end, just like Kasugawa Shugo grew up quickly after the dog died. Most of the records at the end were just some straightforward and frank words from the boy.

[I like my brother.

I like both of them and want to live together forever.]

[If we stay together forever, we will become a family.

The teacher said that

I want to become a family with my brother, Tsukiyama Asari and Kasugawa Shugo.]

[Farewell.

In three years, Brother Asari will also leave.

...

I hate farewell.]

The three of them hurriedly closed the diary, and for a moment, no one dared to open it and take another look.

As various old objects were turned over, whether it was due to psychological reasons or the smoke and dust that were stirred up by the turning, Matsuda Jinpei felt that the old and decayed atmosphere in the room was oppressive and made him breathless. He put down the account book that was filled with detailed notes and wanted to go out for some fresh air.

He took two steps towards the corridor and remembered that the windows in the corridor were all closed when he walked all the way here. The air was not much fresher than that in the room. He turned his feet and turned to the other side, opening the only window in the room.

The wooden window was pushed open, making a "creak---" sound, and a lot of dust on the window frame fell off.

The black curly-haired man just relaxed his frown because of the grass-scented air blowing on his face, and then he felt a shout coming from somewhere.

"Jinpei!"

Matsuda Jinpei was stunned, looked around, and finally set his sights on the pocket of Date Kou, which was glowing with a faint light.

"......?" The police officer with a buzz cut took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and then he remembered that he was still on the phone with the police outside who did not follow the normal procedures to enter.

"Ahem." Ida Kou felt guilty for forgetting his good friend again. He turned around and coughed twice, then said nonchalantly, "Jing... Midorikawa, did you find anything?"

"Not yet."

Fortunately, the man opposite him didn't have the energy to pursue their repeated behavior. He took a breath, his voice a little unstable, "Which... whose room are you in now?"

After saying this, he pursed his lips, feeling that he had asked a useless question. It was impossible for them to stay in other strangers' rooms. This room could only belong to Asuka Kiri, or Tsukiyama Asari.

Morofushi Jingguang raised his head, and after pushing aside some branches and leaves on the side, the only window that he could see was like it was framed by dark branches and leaves.

At this time, a man with black curly hair was leaning against the window frame. He took the mobile phone from the former squad leader and put it to his ear. His brows, which had been relaxed, were locked again. "What happened to Xiao Wu and Yue Shan's room?"

"You said there would be someone..." Morofu Jingguang opened his mouth.

He couldn't lower his voice. Matsuda Jinping, who was originally leaning against the window frame, was quick to notice that his voice came from two places. He quickly leaned over to look outside, but except for the vines that were lush but with a sense of decay and the tall spikes on the black iron fence, he didn't see anything.

Morofushi Kagemitsu stood there, and did not hide after seeing Matsuda Jinpei's search. After seeing that the other party searched everywhere without success, he finally determined that this place was a perfect place. He

could easily see the window that would be opened at any time, but the vines that were cleverly trimmed around it could completely block the person standing outside the fence. Even the ace police officer of the blasting department with amazing observation ability could not find the person standing outside the wall when he looked down from the window.

When the public security spoke again to continue the previous sentence, his voice was particularly dry.

"Do you think someone would stay here all night just to see their blood relatives?"

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