Leaving Bolo with the joy of being praised by a handsome guy for being cute, I unconsciously glanced at the boy again before leaving, and when I noticed my eyes, he pulled off his sweater hat abruptly.

I also vaguely heard a strange sound like a stomach rumbling.

I hesitated for a while, and walked up to him, "Young man, is that the sound of you being hungry?"

He waved his hands in a panic, at a loss.

I looked at his immature face and his body trembling unconsciously in the rain, and sighed, "I was praised by Mr. Amuro just now. I am in a good mood now. The kid is doing you a favor. My sister treats you to a sandwich today."

Tears welled up in the boy's eyes. He felt as if he was very lucky. He left home and came to Tokyo, where he met many kind-hearted people.

"Thank you, Ah..."

My face darkened, and he paused in fright, "Thank you, thank you, sister."

I put on a smile and dragged him into Poirot again, which is sensible.

After 10 minutes, I counted the plates on the table and twitched my mouth. What kind of starving ghost did I invite to eat?

The boy stuffed the sandwich into his mouth in one bite, and after eating the whole ten, he was much fuller.

I gave him a disgusted look and said, "Little ghost, you haven't eaten for a few days?"

He counted on his fingers the number of days he had been away from the magazine publishing house. It seemed that he hadn't eaten for three days.

After leaving Itomori Town, the kind-hearted Mr. Suga hired himself as a child laborer with food and lodging, but because of his reckless behavior and because he didn't want to hurt Mr. Suga and the others, he left the magazine.

In Tokyo, it was really difficult for him to find a job when he was only a teenager, and the money left on his body was almost spent.

The boy burped and said, "I haven't eaten for three days."

I felt like asking, "What's your name? What are you doing outside when it's raining instead of going to school?"

The boy was silent for a long time and said, "My name is Morishima Hodaka, and I just came to Tokyo from Itomori Town."

Itomori Town is really a familiar name. I really have a relationship with the people in this town. I met Mitsuha from this place before, and now it is this boy again.

I didn't ask him why he left home and came to Tokyo, everyone has everyone's secrets, it's not something you will tell them if you ask them.

I took out the money from my wallet and put it in front of him, borrowed a piece of paper and a pen from Mr. Amuro, and wrote my name and phone number.

He looked at the money in front of him in bewilderment.

I handed over the paper and said, "I lent it to you, go home, Tokyo is too big, not everyone is as beautiful and kind as me."

Morishima Hodaka put away the money and papers, wiped his eyes from his face, he bent down, tears dripped on the floor.

Toru Amuro put away the plate in front of me, and shook his hand in front of me. I stared blankly at the position where Hodaka Morishima was sitting just now, and was brought back to consciousness by Amuro's shaking hand.

"Aren't you afraid that the brat won't pay you back?" An Shitou wiped the table and said, "Bai Sang looks unexpectedly kind."

I said dissatisfied: "Mr. Amuro, what do you mean, I don't look like a kind person?"

Amuro shook his head decisively.

I leaned on the chair and said, "If you don't pay it back, then don't pay it back. I just think his parents will be very sad if they see it."

Toru Amuro looked at me with a smile, pointed at his watch and hesitated to speak.

"Mr. Amuro, just say what you want to say."

"I wanted to remind Bai Sang just now that you are going to be late for work." He looked at the time and said kindly, "You are already late."

At the same time, my cell phone rang like a reminder.

I connected the phone wordlessly, and kept the phone away from my ears. Teacher Aoyama's voice resounded throughout Poirot.

"Kurihara-sensei, you're late again!"

After being brainwashed by Teacher Aoyama's noise, I turned off my phone in despair, feeling like my ears were going to explode.

I looked up at the rain that kept falling outside the house.

I really hate rainy days!

The author has something to say:

A few days ago, a boy came to the store to buy something

I watched it for a long time, and then asked if I could install it in installments

However, he just bought the electric car in installments, and he even used up the Huabei 150 quota

The electric car was still tricked by the intermediary, and was tricked by a friend to come to Suzhou

The intermediary introduced me to work in the factory, and I was fired for about a week without even a salary.

You don’t need to think about it, you know it was directly taken away by the intermediary, and then it was tricked into installments for the electric car to do Meituan

The colleague next door ordered takeaway, and there was a missing bottle of drink. They said it was okay and had to go to get the drink by themselves, for fear of getting a bad review.

Only half a month's salary is only more than 1000, and it will be paid at the end of next month

I guess I'm so poor that I can't even afford to eat.

It's almost Chinese New Year, and I probably don't even have the money to buy a ticket to go home

My colleagues and I yelled at the crime, and I don’t know what kind of distress my parents will feel when they find out

Even strangers like us feel sad looking at it

After running in the society for a few years, you will probably understand that people's hearts are sinister, so don't trust others too much

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