Daily diary of a small shop

The worst things in life are hunger and loneliness.

He had been through it all before meeting her.

Wasn't he Hayanoya at that time?who is he?A person who struggles to survive.No name, no gender, no size, being alive is the greatest luck.

What is goodness?What is evil?When I help someone, do I become a good person?When I kill a person, then I become a bad person?

In rare free time, he often thinks.

Year after year, the answer still hasn't come.However, in his heart, he already had his own ideas.

Get rid of weakness and become strong.Weak people have no strength.People without strength can only wait to be killed and looted.

You see, he is always alone.

Weak people are like this, unable to protect themselves and others.Experience after experience made him more certain of his thoughts.

Become stronger!Become stronger!Become stronger!

Just when he thought his life was going to pass like this, everything changed again.

This time he guarded the people around him, but not himself.

"Sure enough... still not strong enough..." He lay on the ground, looking at his hands.

As night fell, the lights on the side of the road came on.Maybe it's aging, it flickers on and off.He pressed one ear to the ground, and there was a faint sound coming from a distance.

It seems to be walking, it seems to be chatting.He just listened, listened.It wasn't until everything around him fell into peace that he seemed to come back to his senses.

He struggled with difficulty, trying to sit up.

He supported the wall and dragged it step by step with difficulty.

He's tired, he's cold, he's sleepy, but...he wants to live.

Live well.

He doesn't know where he is going?By the way, he's a guy with nowhere to go.But for some reason, he couldn't stop his pace at this moment.

He walked, he walked tenaciously, he walked desperately...

Occasionally, Hayanoya would think back to that day, and he didn't know what was supporting him.It seems to be an arrangement of fate, what a coincidence, what a natural encounter.

Maybe it's too easy to get, he always has a sense of unreality.After living a comfortable life for a few days, he began to feel restless.

He can think about a lot of things, he used to think about it, and now he thinks about it even more.Gradually, he couldn't sit still.He started running outside, once, twice, three times...

One day, he came back with a wound on his face.

The next day, he went out and added more injuries.

Day three...

Day [-]...

On the fifth day, she took him out of the alley and brought him home.

"...So it's not good to stay at home obediently? If you like being beaten so much, you will be indispensable in the future, so you don't have to rush out..." She was nagging while treating his wound.

"Children are so annoying!" She said, poking the bruise on his arm maliciously.

Adults are not cute either.He endured the pain and thought through gritted teeth.

This time it seemed to be the beginning, and then it became more frequent.

Every evening, she added an extra task to herself—to find the rebellious child.

Day after day, day after day.

"What do you care about me?" He glared.

"None of your business!" He was angry.

"I hate you the most! Who do you think you are?" Finally one day, he blurted out.

In fact, as soon as he said it, he regretted it.But a kind of strong self-esteem originated from the little boy, which made him swallow the words he explained.

"Leave me alone!" he said.

Just leave me alone, I'm always alone anyway.

She was silent, and suddenly got up and walked out.He clenches his fist.

She came in with something, and he still clenched his fist.

As usual, she cleaned his wounds as if nothing had happened.

Why don't you talk?Say let me go!Get me out of here... His heart is tormenting.

Soon, the wounds were healed.She packed her things and walked to the door.

Hurry up... Say something, even if it's... He tugged on the quilt, not knowing who he was begging.

"first meet."

He looked up sharply at her.

"My name is Hayano Higa. I have no father and no mother. Now I run a small shop. I have a younger brother, his name is Hayanoya. He will be misbehaving, he will make trouble, he will be angry, but I know he likes me, Just like I like him."

"Welcome home, Xiaogu." She smiled back at him. "This is the truth from an incompetent sister."

"Woo, wow..." The tears that had persisted for a long time could not be stopped, he let go of everything, and wept loudly.