"Manaka-kun, Keiichiro...... Is it really here?" Mr. Fukui had looked around several times, but he still didn't find his husband, and he didn't even see anyone else, the homeless man who was sleeping lazy.

Li Xuehao has been paying attention to the homeless man's movements, and when Fukui-sensei said the name "Keiichiro", his body trembled again, but he quickly calmed down.

Whether it is from his reaction or his own speculation based on Fukui-sensei's face, the identity of this homeless man is already coming out.

Li Xuehao walked over and stopped behind the homeless man, he wasn't sure what happened to the other party, but he wanted to do it, there must be a reason for him.

"Hello. He said behind him.

A little farther away, Mr. Fukui, Yuko Sawai, and Tamako Aoyama didn't know why he greeted a homeless man, and although Mr. Fukui was anxious, he finally restrained his impulse, and faintly regretted that he actually listened to what a strange boy said, believing that he could take her to her husband.

As for the homeless man who was greeted, he didn't react at first, but after a while, probably sensing that the person behind him had not left, he finally turned around.

Sit up from the bench and bow your head: "Hello." "The voice is hoarse and ugly, as if there is a pile of broken glass slag hidden in the throat, which makes people feel a tingling scalp when they listen to it.

"Have you always been here?" Li Xuehao continued to ask, he was close at hand, but he didn't smell any stench on the homeless man's body, he obviously cared about the cleanliness of his body, but because he was wearing shabby clothes and that terrible scar, ordinary people definitely didn't dare to approach him.

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

Fukui-sensei is getting more and more impatient, she knows this homeless man and has seen him many times...... No, very, very many times, it seems like a few years, and I don't know when he appeared, and then "settled" in the park, and the people in the neighborhood saw that he was pitiful, and occasionally helped him, and she used to do it.

It's just that the other party has a terrible scar, so she doesn't dare to approach easily, and usually puts the things that help him at the entrance of the park, and then leaves in a hurry.

She was impatient that the boy said he could take her to her husband, but now he was talking to the homeless man, could the homeless man be able to help?

"Meow~~" A small stray cat ran over from a distance and attracted Fukui-sensei's attention, it may not be more than two months old, it looks small, but it is healthy, it runs to the feet of the homeless man, and keeps barking.

The homeless man gently picked it up, looked very attentive, and took out some biscuits from the box he had just taken as a pillow, which he did not know who helped him and he was reluctant to eat, so he specially left them for the little stray cat to eat.

The little stray cat curled up on his lap and ate with relish.

The homeless man has been caressing it with his hands, very attentive and gentle.

This scene made Mr. Fukui stunned, and she remembered a figure in a trance, he also loved small animals so much......

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

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

The homeless man hesitated for a moment, and said hoarsely: "Straight people......"

Li Xuehao smiled faintly, the name "Zhiren" is too ordinary, and you can find more than a dozen of them nearby.

"Isn't it Keiichiro?" he suddenly changed his words.

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

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

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

The homeless man's body trembled even more, and the little stray cat on his lap seemed to notice his abnormality, raised his head, and barked: "Meow~~"

"Keiichiro, is that you?" Mr. Fukui trembled and slowly approached, her eyes were already red, and the picture she remembered in a trance just now overlapped with the homeless man in front of her, and she was sad and excited.

The homeless man was shocked, suddenly put down the little stray cat, pulled out his legs and ran.

It's just that before he ran two steps away, Li Xuehao had already pressed him on the shoulder, and he suddenly couldn't move: "Mr. Keiichiro, escaping is not the solution to the problem, Mr. Fukui has been waiting for you for many years." ”

"I ......" the homeless man wanted to say something, but Fukui-sensei had already pounced on him regardless of it, hugged him tightly, and at this moment, the terrifying scar on his body had long been unable to stop the feelings that erupted in her heart.

The ......homeless man couldn't move, and his voice was hoarse, calling his wife's name.

"Keiichiro......" Mr. Fukui whimpered and suddenly burst into tears, like a child who was bullied and anxious.

Yuko Sawai and Tamako Aoyama, who were standing on the side, had already widened their eyes, this kind of picture was like watching a TV series, and the two little girls were deeply shocked.

"Brother Koji, is that Fukui-sensei's husband?" Yuko Sawai stepped forward and hugged someone's arm.

"Hmm. Li Xuehao nodded, when he saw Keiichiro Fukui for the first time, he probably understood why the other party hadn't come home for seven or eight years, that terrible scar, I'm afraid he didn't want his wife to see him so ugly, so he created a false impression that he was kidnapped by someone.

"Why did he ......" Yuko Sawai couldn't understand Keiichiro Fukui's approach, obviously not far from home, why didn't he go home?

"Probably something bad has happened. Li Xuehao speculated that from Fukui Keiichiro's body, he sensed a trace of anger, but it did not belong to him, I am afraid that it was the person who left such a terrible scar on his body, what kind of person was so ruthless, he actually tortured a good person like this, but did not kill him.

"Keiichiro, let's go home......" On the bench, Fukui-sensei let go of her husband and stroked the horrible scar on his face, but there was no fear, she just wanted to take him home now.

Keiichiro Fukui hesitated, he looked at his wife in a daze, and finally shook his head.