"Makuna, Keiichiro...is he really here?" Teacher Fukui had seen it around several times, but he still didn't find her husband. Even he only saw one person, the homeless man who was sleeping in.

Li Xuehao kept paying attention to the actions of the homeless man. When Fukui teacher said the name "Keichiro", his body trembled again, but he soon returned to peace.

Whether from his reaction or from his own inferred from Teacher Fukui's appearance, the identity of this homeless man was about to emerge.

Li Xuehao walked over and stopped behind the homeless man. He was not sure what happened to the other party, but he thought that there must be his reason for doing so.

"Hello." He said behind him.

Teacher Fukui, Yuko Sawai and Tamako Aoyama, who were a little further apart, didn't know why he greeted a homeless man. Although Teacher Fukui was anxious, he finally restrained his impulse and vaguely regretted that he had heard a strange boy say.

If that is the case, I believe he can take her to find her husband.

As for the homeless man who was greeted, he did not respond at first, but after a while, he might have noticed that the person behind him had not left, so he finally turned around.

Sitting up from the bench and lowering his head: "Hello." His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if there was a pile of broken glass slag in his throat, making people feel numb when they heard it.

"Have you been here all the time?" Li Xuehao continued to ask. He was so close that he didn't smell any stench on the homeless man. He obviously cared about the cleanliness of his body, just because he was wearing shabby clothes, plus

That scary scar, so ordinary people would definitely not dare to approach him.

"Yes..." The homeless man kept his head down, as if he was afraid of the few people present.

Teacher Fukui became more and more impatient. She knew this homeless man and had seen him many times... No, it was very, very many times. It seemed that it had been a few years, and I don't know when he appeared.

Then she "settled" in the park. When people nearby saw him pitiful, they would occasionally help him, and she had done this before.

It was just that the other party was covered with terrible scars, which made her dare not approach him easily. She usually put the things that helped him at the entrance of the park and then hurriedly left.

What she was impatient was that the boy said he could take her to find her husband, but now he is talking to this homeless man. Could this homeless man be helpful?

"Meow~~" A small stray cat ran over from a distance, attracting Teacher Fukui's attention. It may be less than two months old and looks very small, but it is very healthy.

The homeless man kept screaming.

The homeless man gently picked it up and seemed very careful. He took out some biscuits from the box he had just taken as a pillow. He didn't know who helped him and he couldn't bear to eat it, so he left it to this one.

Little stray cat eats.

The little stray cat hugged on his thighs and ate with relish.

The homeless man kept stroking it with his hands, very careful and gentle.

This scene made Teacher Fukui stunned. She remembered a figure in a daze. He also loved small animals so much...

When Yuko Sawai and Tamako Aoyama saw this human-cat living in harmony, they seemed not so afraid of the homeless man. The two little girls got closer a little, but they still didn't dare to get too close.

"Can you tell me your name?" Li Xuehao asked the tramp who was gently stroking the little stray cat.

The homeless man hesitated for a moment and said hoarsely: "Natural person..."

Li Xuehao smiled faintly. The name "Shiren" is so ordinary, and you can find more than a dozen nearby.

"Isn't it Keiichiro?" He suddenly changed his mind.

The homeless man's body trembled, and Teacher Fukui also trembled, covering his mouth and looking at him.

"What did you say?" After the trembling, the homeless man quickly calmed down and pretended not to understand, but in fact, the hand that was touching the little stray cat was trembling slightly, he had betrayed him.

"Qingichiro Fukui, that's right." Li Xuehao continued.

The homeless man's body was shaking even harder. The little stray cat on his legs seemed to notice his abnormality, raised his head and shouted: "Meow~~"

"Keichiro, is it you?" Teacher Fukui trembled and slowly approached. Her eyes were already red. The scene she remembered just now overlapped with the homeless man in front of her. She felt sad and excited.

The homeless man shook all over, suddenly put down the little stray cat, ran away.

But before he could run two steps, Li Xuehao had already pressed his shoulder first, and he couldn't move: "Mr. Keiichiro, escaping is not the solution to the problem. Teacher Fukui has been waiting for you for many years."

"I..." The homeless man wanted to say something, but Teacher Fukui had already pounced on him without hesitation, hugged him tightly. At this moment, the terrifying scar on his body could no longer stop her from bursting out in her heart.

feelings.

"Nami..." The homeless man couldn't move and called his wife's name hoarsely.

"Keichiro..." Teacher Fukui whimpered and burst into tears, like a child who was bullied and anxiously.

Standing beside him, Yuko Sawai and Tamako Aoyama had already widened their eyes. This kind of scene seemed to be watching a TV series, and the two little girls were deeply shocked.

"Brother Hao Er, is that Mr. Fukui's husband?" Yuko Sawai walked forward and hugged someone's arm.

"Yeah." Li Xuehao nodded. When he saw Keiichiro Fukui, he probably understood why the other party hadn't been home for seven or eight years. His terrifying scars were probably not going to let his wife see such ugly things.

He created the illusion that he was kidnapped by someone.

"Why..." Yuko Sawai was a little unable to understand what Fukui Keiichiro did. She was obviously not far from home, so why didn't she go home?

"It's probably because I've experienced some bad things." Li Xuehao speculated that he felt a hint of hostility from Fukui Keiichiro, but it didn't belong to him. I'm afraid it was someone who left such a terrifying scar on him.

Who is so cruel that he tortured a good person to this way, but he did not kill him.

"Keichiro, let's go home..." Beside the bench, Fukui teacher let go of her husband and stroked the terrifying scar on his face, but there was no fear at all. She just wanted to take him home now.
Chapter completed!