My love options are a bit difficult

Chapter 155 The misty rain

The slightly old umbrella was propped up, and the fine rainwater was sprinkled on it again.

The rain, which was originally subtle, has become more dense now.

There is a unique tranquility in rainy Tokyo.

The buildings in this area are dense but have different heights, and the cool wind washes away with the rain, giving the city a different cleanliness than usual. Today's dark clouds are extraordinarily dense. Perhaps this is also the reason why the rain is getting bigger and bigger. The number of pedestrians walking on the street is the lowest, only the passing vehicles are still busy.

Natsume Kaede was holding an umbrella and was walking on the side of the street where there was no one else around.

The falling rainwater is now flowing down the slope to the sewer mouth. This level of rainwater is not enough for Tokyo to accumulate water, but the fine rainwater falls, and this thin umbrella can barely cover Live the upper body and the top of the head up.

Less than 10 minutes after he came out of Shenjing Building, most of his shoe uppers were already soaked.

Whoo~!

The vehicles speeding past rolled over on the slippery ground, and the tires rolled over the shallow puddles on the ground, setting off a thin curtain of water.

Xia Mufeng subconsciously lowered the umbrella above his head to protect his left side, blocking the thin water curtain that rushed towards him.

His legs weren't wet, but in just a few seconds, his hair was soaked again.

Sighing slightly, she was not in the mood to yell or curse, and just walked towards the station in a dull manner.

It wasn't until I walked into the bustling station, with muddy footprints running back and forth on the floor under my feet, that I put away my umbrella and felt some warmth.

I got on the tram, looked around and found no seats, found a remote corner and leaned against the wall, looking sideways at the rainy and gloomy scenery outside the window.

The crowded people rushed onto the tram in an instant, surrounded by standing people.

There was a little girl standing beside him, and Natsume Kaede glanced at it.

At about eleven or twelve years old, the clothes he was wearing were all soaked in rainwater, and even his hair was wet in locks, which stuck tightly to his skin.

It seems to have been drenched by rain for a long time, and the corners of the dark purple dress are dripping water, falling on the feet little by little, and the clothes are still a little muddy, which reminds Natsume Kaede of the water waves caused by vehicles when passing by the street. Often with marl.

With his strong eyesight, he could see the little girl's body trembling uncontrollably, but the amplitude was relatively small, so it was not easy for others to notice.

She turned her head slightly and looked at her hand, but there was no umbrella.

Everyone around had umbrellas in their hands. There were obviously a lot of people, but they seemed to feel that the girl was very wet, so they kept a little distance away, as if they were afraid that the water on the girl's body would splash on themselves.

Xia Mufeng looked at the crowd around him without looking sideways, and just stood quietly in his place, even if he glanced at the little girl, he didn't make any sound.

"Is it just so familiar?"

As for the degree of selfishness of the islanders, he seems to have an opinion at the moment.

Quality and virtue are not the same concept.

Politeness is based on communication, but when there is no communication with strangers, how to treat things around you is the time to reflect a person's inner virtue.

Moreover, the islanders who are always boasted of high quality do not seem to be too worthy of the name, and many of them litter and so on.

Anyway, Natsume Kaede found piles of bottle and bag garbage in the corner of the shopping malls in Ikebukuro and Roppongi.

Subconsciously lowering her head and looking at the bag in her hand, Natsume Feng secretly sighed.

Today, I obviously went to Xingshi to inquire about the crime, so why did it become like this.

Although he still doesn't quite believe the information about his original parents, everything on it is consistent with the father in his memory.

If the one-to-one correspondence between the time of his father's absence and the one in his mind, they all match up, in fact, this is also a reason he has to believe in his heart.

International mercenary is just a name that sounds outrageous, but it is indeed very far away for Natsume Kaede.

And since his parents are so-called international mercenaries, Quan Jiang has been living abroad with his parents, isn't it?
A shadow suddenly rose in Xia Mufeng's heart.

Immediately, the petite and lovely figure of Izumi Yugong appeared in his mind.

He had a premonition that Quan Jiang definitely had something to hide from him.

Xia Mufeng suddenly thought of something, which woke him up instantly.

Although her younger sister's behavior at home is very natural, Yu Gongquan does not behave like her peers in many ways.

The adaptation and naturalness when I just came here. The calmness and calmness when I was in the police station. And a while ago I suddenly asked myself a question.

"How does elder brother think about betrayal and lies?"

This sentence came to his mind in an instant, and Xia Mufeng was shocked.

At that time, she thought that she had doubts about this issue after reading the book, but now Natsume Feng seems to feel the truth.

"Quanjiang is testing himself?"

Once this idea popped up, the more he felt that it was like this.

Beep beep!

When the vehicle arrived at the station, it made a beeping sound. Xia Mufeng looked at the station, and it was time for him to get off.

He waited for all the people beside him to get out of the carriage before he walked out slowly.

When I walked out of the platform and went outside, the rain seemed to be heavier than before.

He was about to open the umbrella when he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye.

Following his gaze, it was the little girl who was drenched all over.

Standing on the steps with my arms folded, there is still a place above my head to shelter from the rain, but the rain that drifts with the breeze will still sprinkle on my body.

It seemed that he didn't know whether he should go or not, and was preparing to wait for the rain for a while, his body trembling slightly, and his lips were pale, waiting silently.

Looking at the little girl standing on the stairs, Natsume Kaede pondered for a while, then walked over slowly.

"Are you wet?"

"what?"

Her voice was a little soft, with a childlike air, she raised her head to look at the strange man who suddenly approached, and subconsciously moved her steps to the side, her eyes showing a hint of vigilance.

Although this strange man had a smile on his face and his voice was very gentle, she knew very well that she should always be vigilant against people she didn't know when she was out of the house.

Xia Mufeng naturally saw the vigilance in the little girl's eyes, but he didn't care, he just looked her up and down, and asked:
"Don't you have an umbrella?"

"Ah."

The little girl was still a little relaxed just now, watching him look up and down, the skin all over her body immediately tightened up again, and her two little hands pinched the corners of her clothes, looking a little embarrassed.

Xia Mufeng handed the unopened umbrella to her hand.

"Give you."

Seeing the other party subconsciously catch it, he withdrew his hand.

"Hurry up and go home, the rain may be heavier."

Looking at the umbrella stuffed into her hand, the little girl was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head hastily, handed back the umbrella, bowed slightly, and refused:
"No, no, thank you, brother."

In fact, she wanted to call him uncle, but it seemed more appropriate to call him brother.

Natsume Feng pulled up his clothes and put his hands into his pockets: "Take it, don't be so polite."

The little girl squirmed her pale lips and asked blankly, "Why?"

Xia Mufeng said with a smile: "It's nothing, when you have the ability, you can also help others."

"what?"

"Goodbye."

A gust of wind mixed with fine rainwater blew and sprinkled on the stone slabs of the steps.

The little girl was holding the umbrella in her hand, looking at the distant figure with a dull gaze.

Walking on the road surrounded by rain, my hair will soon be wet.

The misty rain became denser and denser, and the shadow could no longer be seen after only a while.

The little girl withdrew her eyes and raised the umbrella in her hand, feeling a little lost.

After standing in a daze for a few minutes, he silently opened the umbrella and blended into the road.

(End of this chapter)