I play love guru in Tokyo

Chapter 217 The Rainy Night Still Unextinguished (2)

A gloomy atmosphere brought by the misty sky filled the streets of Tokyo.

Izumi Ryoka came running out of breath, seeing the black bags all over the garbage dump in the block, it was the first time for her to find this kind of scene cute.

I don't know whether it was sweat stains or traces of rain dripping from her plump forehead, she pursed her lips and wiped it dry.

It was five o'clock in the evening. Although it was raining, there were quite a few students and office workers walking by with umbrellas on the street.

After all, this is a residential area.

The drizzle was not heavy, but it just made people upset. The cold and damp breath penetrated into the skin desperately, making people tremble continuously.

Izumi Ryoka stood silently at the smelly garbage place, full of hesitation, and subconsciously took a step back, only thinking that standing here would also attract a few more glances.

The raindrops fell lazily from the corners of their eyes, and the passers-by looked in a hurry, without stopping for a moment, they just gave the rain-drenched girl a curious look, wondering why they were hesitating around the garbage bags, the smell was unpleasant tight.

Girls are always delicate, beauty-loving, and clean-dressed, and Izumi Ryoka is no exception, but she still bends down, doesn't say a word, stretches out her little white hand, and resolutely tore open a bag in disgust.

It was someone's leftovers and soup, which flowed to her feet along the rainwater. She was startled, and she pursed her lips and held her breath to untie the next garbage bag.

Pedestrians came and went in an endless stream. They walked across the zebra crossing with umbrellas, pointed and talked about the girl not far away in the garbage dump, and felt extremely surprised.

It doesn't look like begging for food.

There were even flashing lights and the sound of taking photos. Hearing such malicious and curious voices, Izumi Ryoka became more silent, buried her face even lower, ignored it, and began to search anxiously on the hill where the garbage was piled up.

All kinds of disgusting garbage constantly impacted the girl's psychology, even if she held her breath, she seemed to be able to smell the stench.

But still did not see the wreckage of the record player.

Hequan Linghua could only hold back the smell, and searched in a daze, making a mess.

The rain curtain, the girl without an umbrella, and the search in the garbage dump constitute this strange scene.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from behind, and Izumi's mother and Ono Miu found it, and they could hardly believe their eyes.

"Are you crazy Linghua!"

Seeing her daughter rummaging through the garbage like a homeless person, Izumi's mother was so angry that she stepped forward and grabbed her daughter's arm tightly, angrily shouting:

"It's just a record player, only tens of thousands of yen! Just wait for your father to come back tonight and buy you one!"

"You don't understand... let go of me..."

When Hequan Linghua heard her mother's scolding, she threw her arm away suddenly, unwilling to quarrel with her, and buried her head in searching:

"You don't understand, it's very important to me..."

Ono Miu supported Izumi's mother, comforted her in a low voice, and looked at the scene in front of her in shock, probably knowing that the gift that Izumi Ryoka received was smashed and discarded.

Now, like a child who has lost his most precious treasure, he looks for it in a daze and sorrow.

"You, you, what do you look like now!" Izumi's mother was very angry, especially when she saw some familiar neighbors watching and pointing:

"I don't have any image of a girl at all, this is not my home, I don't even want my face!"

"Linghua... Let's buy another one..."

Ono Miyu also anxiously persuaded, how can a girl look for things in the trash, a record player is not worth much, why bother to ruin herself into a dirty look!
"..."

Hearing her mother yelling angrily, Izumi Ryoka turned her head silently, the sadness in her eyes was shocking, her white hands were already stained, and her school uniform seemed to have changed color:
"Mom...please, let me find it, it's really...really important to me..."

Hequan Linghua's grizzled little face showed a trace of sadness and sadness, which made Hequan's mother stand there in a daze, and the anger dissipated suddenly, replaced by a deep distress and complaint.

After all, it was my own daughter.

During the silence between Izumi's mother and Ono Miha, Izumi Ryoka searched without saying a word, her stubborn appearance seemed to be attracted by the glittering gold in the garbage dump.

"Where is it, where is it, where is it..."

She was talking to herself in a daze, picking up the dirty things in the garbage bag regardless of her appearance, and rummaging through them one by one.

Hequan's mother smiled and apologized, and the neighbors thought they had lost something important, so they dispersed. Only some curious passers-by were still watching, and within 10 minutes, another batch was changed.

"I'll help you find it too..."

Miha Ono really couldn't bear to see the embarrassed figure of Ryoka Izumi, she stepped into the garbage dump without disdain and said in a warm voice.

"Thank you."

Hequan Linghua paused, silently grateful, she knew that she must look very embarrassed now, but she couldn't take care of it anymore.

After a while, the garbage truck that came to collect the garbage every day came. The driver stared blankly at the scene, got off the car in a hurry, came to scold him a little angrily:

"You guys are like this, how can we dispose of the garbage! It's a mess..."

When the co-pilot got off, a cleaner who also wore a mask echoed with displeasure.

"I'm sorry! My daughter lost a very important thing. I'm sorry for making a mess here. We will pay for the garbage disposal!" Izumi's mother hurriedly apologized.

The visitor was stunned, it turned out that he didn't intentionally sabotage, but just lost something...

This kind of situation is not new, so they looked at each other, sat back in the car silently and waited patiently.

Miha Ono found two tree branches to make sticks, and searched together with Izumi Ryoka. The farce lasted for more than 20 minutes. Izumi's mother held an umbrella for the two of them, and finally hesitantly brought a stick to pick and choose.

After a long time, the cleaners stared silently at the distressed girl, unable to bear it any longer, shook their heads, got out of the car one by one, and told them to go away.

Immediately afterwards, the garbage truck stepped forward slowly, turning hundreds of bags of garbage into a mess, but at any rate, they spread out like hills everywhere.

"..."

The damage caused by the garbage truck caused the garbage to fly, and bags of black garbage bags kept rolling down. In the pattering rain, Hequan Linghua watched in a daze as a group of garbage was thrown in the distance indifferently, making a dull sound The girl hurriedly bent down and half-kneeled on the ground, and untied the bag tremblingly with muddy and stained hands, Miu Ono and her mother also heard the sound.

"I found it... I found it..."

Izumi Ryoka, choked up with sobs, held the bag of broken parts tightly in her arms as if she had found a treasure, and subconsciously took out her mobile phone to call him to tell him the good news.

Because she found... found...

But
No matter how embarrassed and painful she is, what does it have to do with Kiyoaki Kashiwahara?

Izumi Ryoka's hair was soaked by the rain, and it fell loosely on her forehead. The light yellow vest sweater was already soaked from the outside to the inside. It was so cold that it made people shiver, but she didn't care about anything, silently Make a call.

"..."

The other side of Tokyo.

Kashiwahara Kiyoaki answered the phone curiously, and there was an electric noise and inaudible breathing from the other end of the phone.

"Izumi?"

He asked tentatively, and the delicate breathing seemed to intensify.

"That birthday present is pretty nice, thank you." He thought for a while and said, picking up the warm and sweet milk on the table beside him.

"..."

There was no intention to speak on the other end of the phone, Bai Yuan was a little depressed, did he make a wrong call or did he deliberately play himself?

"Kyoaki Kashiwahara..."

The girl's hoarse voice came slowly.

Seeing Izumi Linghua's serious tone, Kashiwahara couldn't help but listen carefully.

"You bastard, I hate you the most!"

In the gray rain, in the cold and humid air, Hequan Linghua vented her anger hoarsely, screaming her inner grievance and pain in a tender voice.

Kiyoaki Kashiwahara, who was being scolded for no reason, listened to the busy tone on the phone in bewilderment, just thinking what happened to the little green tea?
……

The pink mobile phone fell to the ground weakly, and she knelt on the ground, sobbing with grievances, and only at this time, the heart-piercing tears would not be noticed by others.

I thought I would never cry for him again, why didn't the tears dry up that day, instead, tears fell like rain at this moment?
"I obviously don't want to cry for him anymore..."

Miyu Ono watched silently, and Linghua knelt on the ground and howled like a child, venting her pain and grievances to her heart's content, but the dirty record player was tightly hugged in her arms, unwilling to let go no matter what.

(End of this chapter)