My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

Hideji Kitahara almost launched the Pure Flavor House for Fuyumi.

He watched the door slam shut in front of him, held the white envelope in his hand for a while, then shook his head and walked towards the station—he felt a little uncomfortable, he just wanted to do his best for the sake of the past, Giving up wages is just instinct, I didn't expect Little Luobotou to have such an attitude.

This little radish head is really not a thing, why are you so arrogant after it's all like this?

He scolded Fuyumi a few times in his stomach, and then began to think about how he would deal with this situation if he were Fuyumi, and then thought about what he could do.

It's not that he was born to be mean, and he wanted to use his hot face to stick to Little Carrot's heart-shaped cold ass, but that he was a bit petty, used to being self-reliant, and didn't like to owe favors to others. Now that Fukuzawa Naotaka is like this, if he chooses to stand by and watch, he will always feel a little awkward.

If you really make up your mind to ignore it, you will always feel guilty, as if you have lost your conscience.

Why do people have a conscience? How do those ruthless heroes who do great things train their minds? I have to find two books to study it another day.

He walked all the way to the tram stop, thinking wildly, and was surprised to find that the time of the last train had just passed. Something was wrong with Ze Zhilong, so he quickly picked it up, but it was Yangzi who was relieved when he heard it.

"Onisan, you... where are you?"

Yangzi's voice was a little timid, a little uneasy. Hideji Kitahara was thoughtful, and immediately understood that it was past the usual time to go home from work, and she didn't go back on time, Yoko was a little scared—it wasn't that she was afraid of staying at home alone, she was quite used to being alone, Instead, he was afraid that something would happen that she didn't notice, so he left her and ran away.

This little face has only been beautiful for two days... Kitahara Hideji blamed himself for forgetting to call her to inform her, and told her about the situation of Fukuzawa's house without telling Yoko.

The closer people are, the less they can hide things, otherwise, those bullshit and bloody things usually happen like this - he has no plan to act in gossip romance dramas with Yoko, so there must be no misunderstandings or anything like that.

He told Yangzi about the matter in detail, and while talking, he made up his mind, and finally stood still in the middle of the road, and told Yangzi: "I may not go back until very late, you go to bed first, Yangzi." son."

Yangzi is a very sensible child, once he understood what happened, he immediately responded obediently, "I understand, Ornisan, I will take care of myself, you don't have to worry."

Kitahara Hideji told her to lock the door carefully, then ended the call, and went to the Pure Flavor Room—talk to Xiaoluotou, if she can really handle it, then he will feel at ease.

He walked around like a crazy person and went back to the Pure Flavor Room. He was about to knock on the door but found that the door was only closed but it didn't seem to be locked. He tried it and it opened with a push. He was speechless for a while.

It was fortunate that it was me who came here, did the carrot head lose his head? It's almost twelve o'clock and you go to bed without locking the door?

He hesitated for a moment and went in directly. Anyway, he came in and out here at will in the past three months, and this time is not bad.

There was no one in the lobby, and there was no one in the corridors further inside. Kitahara Hideji looked left and right, suspecting that Luo Luotou had gone upstairs to sleep. Just as he was about to yell at the second floor, he saw someone at the end of the corridor. There are faint lights in the small dojo.

He thought about it for a while and went straight there, gently opened the door, and saw the little radish curled up into a ball, lying on the floor with his back to the door, looking extremely lonely.

She should be very sad when something like this happened at home.

Hideji Kitahara was silent for a while, regretting that he had scolded Fuyumi just now, sighed secretly, took off his shoes, walked to Fuyumi and sat down cross-legged.

Dongmei glanced back at him vigilantly, then quickly turned her head back, still lying there with her back hugged into a ball, and said sullenly: "What are you doing when you come back? Isn't the money right? How close is it to return to you, today you go first go back!"

Hideji Kitahara didn't open the envelope, but he looked at the radish ball in front of him - Fuyumi lying on her side with her knees in her arms, her head buried in her arms, her black hair hanging on her shoulders, it was really a tiny ball - softly Said: "The money is just right, I just don't feel relieved to come back and ask, I want to know what you want to do, after all, it's not just your business, but also Xueli and the others! Tell me what you plan to do, if you don't No problem, I'll get up and go."

Fuyumi lay sideways on the floor without saying a word, and did not answer for a long time.

Hideji Kitahara sat there cross-legged and knees, waiting silently, but after waiting and waiting, she couldn't wait for Fuyumi to speak, so she couldn't help but asked again: "What are your plans for the future?"

He felt a little impatient, what time is it and you are still moaning! What about those dog tempers?

Fuze Zhilong went to the hospital. The rest of Fuze's family, the older sixteen-year-old and the younger three-year-old, he was really worried. Even if he doesn't care about Fuyumi, he still wants to ask Xueli what will happen to them in the future. After all, they have been together for so long, and there is still some affection.

Fuyumi still didn't speak, and lay on her back, motionless, as if she was dead. Kitahara Hideji took a look, and found that she was in a daze, and Kitahara Hideji blocked the light, Fuyumi noticed it immediately, turned over and sat up, dazed for a moment: "I don't know..."

She sat there, her gaze was very empty, and her eyes were beyond Hideji Kitahara without focus, and her lovely crescent eyes gradually began to sparkle, and slowly two lines of tears flowed down silently, and the expression on her little face became painful. She suddenly lay on the floor with her head in her arms and sobbed, "I don't know what to do! My mother is gone, my father is sick, and the family doesn't have much money. I don't know what to do..."

She lay there sobbing in pain, her voice full of hesitation.

Kitahara Hideji was startled, instinctively helped her up and patted her on the back lightly, not knowing what to say for a moment. And Dongmei really couldn't bear it anymore—her father fell down, she had to be bold and firm in front of her sisters, and she couldn't show any weakness.

If she is weak, those younger brothers and sisters will panic. She can only hug herself into a ball to absorb some warmth from herself in a place where no one is around.

And she is only sixteen years old, and she has been in charge of the family for more than two years after her mother passed away. She has such a weak social experience, but it is still unacceptable to encounter such a thing that is extremely traumatic to any family. The mental state is as fragile as a piece of paper.

Her father was sick and her mother passed away, and the following four younger sisters and one younger brother all looked after her, but what could she do? Who could she go to see?

What else could she do but pretend to be strong?

She was like an egg, the seemingly hard shell was crushed, and the egg white and yolk inside suddenly collapsed into a mess, even if Kitahara Hideji saw the extremely embarrassing side, she couldn't get angry, she could only stand there and cry loudly , "Mom gave me this house, how can I explain to my mother now... what should I do?! If Dad can't wake up, what should I do?"

She was already in a deep self-blame, hating herself for being helpless, and after driving away Kitahara Hideji, she hugged a ball and grieved alone, and Kitahara Hideji ran back to ask her what to do...

How does she know what to do! ?

Hideji Kitahara didn't have much experience in dealing with girls, and he didn't have a plan for dealing with girls who completely disregarded their manners when they were sad and desperate, crying like streams of tears, with snot running down their noses, and suddenly panicked.

Before he came, he made a lot of psychological preparations, such as preparing to persuade her with gentle words, empathy, and reason. Luobotou cried like a child - in his impression, Fuyumi was only slightly better than a street shrew.

Maybe she looks cute, but on weekdays she always has a domineering face like I'm very upset, don't mess with me, even if she cries, she's crying and cursing.

He couldn't get used to it, so he quickly helped Dongmei, took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, and Dongmei's mentality collapsed, crying out of breath, her nose was blown into bubbles, and Kitahara Hideji didn't care The lover was clean, and wiped her nose again after being ruthless - okay, it's the tears that got into the nasal cavity, it's not dirty.

Fuyumi's tears soon soaked the entire handkerchief, and Kitahara Hideji was a little confused by her desperate cries. He half hugged her and wiped his face, then stroked his back desperately to comfort her, and persuaded her softly : "It's okay, don't cry, it's okay..."

He doesn't know how to say sweet words, he is basically an actionist, and he knows the dry general line of "it's okay" when he persuades girls.

Fuyumi cried bitterly for a while, and the crying became quieter, but the depression, pain and sorrow in her heart could not be eliminated. She tried her best to hold back the tears and took the handkerchief in Kitahara Hideji's hand, and blew her nose hard, but it was useless, and she gasped for a few times He hiccupped in one breath and still had snot bubbles on his nose.

She just sat there blowing her nose and starting to lose her mind, while Kitahara Hideji gently supported her to prevent her from fainting suddenly, and quietly accompanied her. After a long time, Dongmei said in a daze: "Mom took my hand before leaving and made me swear to take good care of my father, brother and sisters. I...I let her down..." Her tears slowed down again. Flowed out slowly, "I have no face to see her."

"Don't say that, you've done a good job, your mother won't blame you." Hideji Kitahara comforted her from the bottom of her heart.

This is his sincere words, no matter what kind of bastard Dongmei is, no matter how she beats her sister, no matter how domineering at home, everyone has to admit that she has done her best for her family, there is nothing wrong with it. blame.

Sick father and weak sister, without her, the family would have collapsed two years ago.

However, Kitahara Hideji is a man, after all, he tends to be rational. After the comfort, he still wanted to solve the practical problem, and asked softly, "Isn't the family's money together?"

Treating Fukuzawa Naotaka, the living expenses of the five children are not a small sum, and there is obviously no direct source of income at present, so they can only rely on savings-savings are originally used to deal with unexpected events in life.

Dongmei hugged herself into a carrot ball and hid here, presumably because she couldn't afford the money.

Fuyumi unconsciously scratched the wooden floor of the dojo, and murmured: "Mom spent a lot of money on medical treatment before, and the family doesn't have much savings. Even if I can barely pay for the current medical expenses, the family will have no source of income in the future. I don’t know where to look for long-term medical care, living, and school expenses... If my father needs another operation, should I sell the house? I swore to my mother that I will protect this house... Without this Is the house, the home or this home? This is the ancestral property of the Fuzawa family... If there is any chance, I, I...sell...do I really sell it?"

She had thought about hugging into a ball for a long time just now, and she was very entangled in her heart, which made her feel even more uncomfortable. In the end, the shell of the egg collapsed, and finally revealed her weak side.

Faced with such a major event that affects the whole family, it is really difficult for her to make a decision as a sixteen-year-old girl!

Kitahara Hideji was silent. As the aborigines who have lived here for generations, the Fukuzawa family certainly has a lot of background. This house should be worth some money. Although it is not like in China, you can eat and drink for half your life after selling the house, but it is enough for emergencies. Yes, but the question is if it is sold, will the family members go out to rent a house to live in?

Then just sit and eat?

Moreover, selling a house is not such an easy decision to make. It is easy to sell the ancestral property. Wouldn't the family business be completely defeated? Even if it is sold, Fukuzawa Naotaka is still lying on the hospital bed, how can he sell it? The buyer is not at ease if he only takes his private seal to stamp it!

Fuyumi is sad but sad, but as the eldest sister, she is thinking about practical issues - even if the immediate crisis is over, if Fukuzawa Naolong can't wake up, what will happen in the future? The family is already like this, what should I do if I suffer a second blow?

The gray future frightens her.

Hideji Kitahara patted Fuyumi's back lightly, feeling the extreme uneasiness in her small body, tried his best to comfort her, thought carefully for a while, and his eyes gradually became firmer.

He feels that Fuyumi can no longer support this situation, and the only way out now is for him to step forward and help the Fukuzawa family through this difficult time. Although it means that he will take over a lot of troubles, his original plan can basically take Go wipe your ass, but there are some things men can't escape.

Naotaka Fukuzawa helped him, and he could choose to say a few words of comfort and express his deep sympathy, or send some money in an envelope later, and do his best, that seems reasonable, and no one can blame him.

No relatives and no reason, that's it!

But people, especially men, sometimes have to show conscience and love, and sometimes they have to stand up, show the spirit of doing my part, stabilize the situation, and overcome difficulties head-on. You have to see the people around you in danger and spread your wings to protect them for a while.

He lowered his head, looked at Dongmei's hair and bangs and said seriously: "The matter is not serious enough to sell the house, don't worry, you have helped me, now it's my turn to help you, I will..."

He couldn't continue talking, and found that Dongmei leaned on his arm and fell asleep at some point, with crystal tears hanging on her long eyelashes and snot bubbles on her nose, but she fell asleep just like that , Maybe the mental pressure was too great, maybe she was tired from crying just now, or even she was very tired all the time, and now she finally couldn't support her body and spirit.

Her small body leaned against Kitahara Hideji, and her thin eyebrows moved together from time to time, as if she was asleep, but her heart was still troubled, unable to escape the reality, she looked pitiful and helpless.

Kitahara Hideji gently supported her and wanted to put her down to have a good rest, but her eyelids moved slightly immediately, as if she was about to wake up. Kitahara Hideji hurriedly stabilized his hand, not wanting to wake her up, and wanted her to sleep for an hour to calm down before talking, but in the end he could only let her still lean on him.

It was already late at night, and he just sat there cross-legged for Dongmei to lean on, thinking about how to solve the current crisis in Fukuzawa's family, and gradually became sleepy, his body softened, and he slowly tilted his head to rest on Fuyumi's head Also closed his eyes.

Don't panic, it's not a big problem, just one patient + six radish heads can't crush a real man.