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“Is this the homework?”

Looking at the boy who was writing quickly on the notebook, she asked curiously.

Due to her physical condition, Keiko Hatoyama never really went to school, and the tutor who was invited to teach her at home never gave her homework. Even during the class, he was very careful, for fear that she would accidentally overuse her brain and have an accident, and then he would be drowned in Tokyo Bay...

Although Keiko Hatoyama always felt that she was not so fragile, she could not help but feel scared.

Therefore, she has never enjoyed something as painful as homework.

"Ah."

The boy's reply was still extremely simple. He just nodded slightly, which was considered his answer to her.

"Xiaoqing, are you doing well in school?" She leaned over and asked curiously.

"Ah."

"Is it the best one in school?"

"Ah."

"Xiaoqing, do you have a girl you like at school?"

This time the boy stopped talking. He stopped writing and turned to look at Keiko Hatoyama. A hint of doubt appeared in his beautiful eyes again. He might not quite understand her way of thinking.

Why is he asking about his academic performance one second and the girl he likes the next?

"Because Xiaoqing, you are good at studying and good-looking. In the novels I read, boys like this are usually liked by many girls." Hatoyama Keiko looked at him and said seriously.

The two faces were very close at this time, and the boy seemed to be able to vaguely feel the touch of Keiko Hatoyama's breath blowing across his face when she spoke.

Being praised sincerely by a beautiful girl would be a fatal attack to most boys, but boys do not seem to be within this range.

Hearing this, his expression didn't even change. He looked away and continued doing his homework.

"I don't fit in." He simply replied.

Keiko Hatoyama, who thought she had reached the tenth level of Qingyu, immediately understood what he meant.

He is not sociable and has no friends at school, so naturally there are no girls who like him.

"Then...Xiaoqing, do you have someone you like?"

Chapter 613: A Girl Like You

Keiko Hatoyama always believed that she must have been the reincarnation of a scumbag in her previous life.

Otherwise, how could a girl ask a boy she just met so directly, "Do you have a girl you like?"

But she still had to defend herself seriously. She swore that she really didn't have any extra thoughts at the time. She was just simply very curious, and... she also had a little bit of bad taste.

That's right, she really wanted to see the embarrassed and shy look on the face of this expressionless mature little boy.

Just like she used to run to the watchtower every day to wait for the boy to be late.

She was always so rebellious and unreasonable.

"Then... Xiaoqing, do you have someone you like?" Looking straight at the boy, Hatoyama Keiko asked softly.

"No."

This time the boy answered very quickly, without even a hint of hesitation, and it seemed that he really didn't have any answer.

"Then what kind of girls do you like?" Seeing this, Keiko Hatoyama continued to ask.

Hearing this, the boy stopped writing again. He frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about this question seriously.

But suddenly, his brows frowned even deeper, as if he finally realized something. He turned his head and looked at Keiko Hatoyama quietly.

Although it was their first real meeting, they unexpectedly got along very well and were always able to understand each other's true meaning.

Just like Keiko Hatoyama who thought she was at the "tenth level of Qingyu", the boy also sensed the evil thoughts in the girl's heart at this moment.

"What, what's wrong?"

Being stared at by the boy so directly, Keiko Hatoyama suddenly felt a little flustered. She subconsciously looked away and raised her hand to hold the pocket watch hanging on her chest.

Looking at her like this, the boy became more certain of his inner guess.

So, for the first time since they met, a smile appeared on his face.

But this smile doesn't seem so pure.

"I like pretty girls who love to wear kimonos."

Pfft!

In an instant, her heart seemed to contract violently, and the strange feeling of palpitations caused by this violent contraction swept through her whole body in an instant.

Then the next moment, she suddenly felt her heart beating uncontrollably at a speed that even scared herself.

This feeling was the same as when the boy hung the pocket watch on her.

And the strange blush had already spread from her neck to her cheeks and then to her ears.

[Girls who love wearing kimonos...]

She had never been spoken to so directly by anyone before, and the boy's words directly broke through Keiko Hatoyama's psychological defenses.

She did not respond to the boy's words. Instead, she blushed, lowered her head, and sat there quietly, still holding the pocket watch tightly in her hand. Some steam could be vaguely seen rising above her head?

Seeing this, the boy did not "press on the advantage" but withdrew his gaze contentedly and continued to write the homework in front of him.

"Come on, let's eat!"

After an unknown amount of time, the boy's mother finally came out from the kitchen carrying a few dishes.

The food here is naturally not as good as that at Hatoyama's house, but the portions are quite large, perhaps because there are guests. It is also obvious that they are made with care.

Keiko Hatoyama originally wanted to stay for a meal, but was finally rejected by the old butler who had been waiting outside the door.

The reason is simple. Due to her physical condition, her diet has always been strictly controlled. It is absolutely not allowed to eat other things at will without the doctor's permission.

The old housekeeper could allow her to follow the boy here to play for a while, but he would never allow her to be so willful.

Besides, she has been out for long enough this time.

So, although Keiko Hatoyama still wanted to stay for a while, she had no choice but to get up and say goodbye.

"I'm so sorry to trouble you."

Before leaving, Keiko Hatoyama took another look at the boy's mother's face.

The boy's mother seemed to have washed off the makeup on her face, and her whole face looked very clean.

In fact, when she saw the boy's mother's face for the first time, Keiko Hatoyama was a little surprised.

Of course, this does not mean that the boy’s mother’s appearance has reached a certain extreme of beauty, to the point that she couldn’t help but sigh in admiration.

Indeed, the boy's mother was very beautiful, and with her pair of purple eyes, she gave people a different kind of beauty, but Hatoyama Keiko didn't think she was that much worse than him, and she would definitely not lose if she grew up a few more years.

What really surprised her was the makeup on the boy's mother's face.

Unlike her plain clothes, the boy's mother's face was covered with cheap-looking makeup, including foundation, lipstick, eyebrows, and even her hair was trimmed.

That's why she was surprised when she saw the boy's mother for the first time.

To be honest, this outfit looks quite gaudy, like...

Would a mother do this look alone at home?

Keiko Hatoyama didn't think about it any further.

It was not until later that Keiko Hatoyama learned that the boy's father had died early and that his mother had raised him alone.

But in Japan at that time, how could a woman without a husband raise such a child and pay for his education?

They can only do some unclean work, and once such things are done, they are often impossible to cover up.

Yesterday, when Keiko Hatoyama saw bruises on the boy's face, several of the boy's classmates at school mocked his mother for the incident, and the boy gave her a beating after school.

The boy was very talented in fighting. He beat the whole group of people black and blue by himself, while he only had a slight bruise on his cheek.

On the day when Hatoyama Keiko came to visit the Shirakawa family, the boy's mother had just returned from outside. She did not expect the boy to bring his friends back, so she hurried to the kitchen to cook without even washing off her makeup.

Of course, this only applies to today.

That's right, it seemed that from the day that Keiko Hatoyama followed the boy to his home, the boy's mother never did those things she did before again.

She began to develop the habit of reading newspapers. She would pay close attention to the job recruitment information in the newspapers every time, cut them out and save them, and then go for interviews one by one to find a decent job.

The family struggled to survive on the meager salary of the boy's mother until the boy went to middle school and started working part-time in a nearby detective agency.

Later, Keiko Hatoyama also had the idea of ​​supporting the boy's family, but was rejected by the boy's mother every time.

In fact, Keiko Hatoyama could see that the boy's mother did not really want it at all. If Keiko Hatoyama had no relationship with the boy, the boy's mother would have accepted her help without hesitation.

But the point is, the boy took her home and told his mother that she was his friend.

So, it is unacceptable.

In Keiko Hatoyama's view, the boy's mother may not be perfect, but she is still great enough.

However, in the winter forty years ago, a few years after the boy and Keiko Hatoyama knew each other, when their poor family was gradually getting better, the boy's mother was brutally murdered and passed away suddenly.

Chapter 614 The Worst Scene

Xiaoqing's mother was murdered, her eyes were gouged out, and her death was extremely cruel.

After hearing the news from the old butler, Hatoyama Keiko felt like she was struck by lightning. Her mind went blank and she staggered back two steps and leaned against the shoji door.

"Miss?!"

In the corridor outside the room, the old housekeeper saw this and hurriedly tried to support her, but Keiko Hatoyama raised her hand to stop him.

"Have you told grandpa about this?" She took a deep breath to calm her breathing and asked.

Keiko Hatoyama did not look at the old butler, but looked down at the ground, with a panic in her eyes that was difficult to dispel.

Many times, suffering is like this. It will suddenly befall someone at any time. The bad news is too sudden. Even as smart as she is, she is at a loss at this time and her mind is in chaos.

"Not yet, the patriarch is still discussing important matters with the head of the Karasuma family..." the old butler replied in a low voice.

Sister Huizi?"