"Then don't apologize easily, you didn't do anything wrong." After Nana finished speaking in the morning, she gently pressed Futaba Cheng's lips with her fingers, and she smiled, "A-Cheng, I want to hear it more than I am sorry.

Words like "You've done a great job, Nana", "That's great, you tried your best"."

When Futaba Cheng heard this, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked Nana's head in the morning. His voice was a little hoarse: "I tried my best, Nana."

In the morning, Nana slowly buried her face in Futaba Cheng's chest and made a muffled voice: "Well..."

"So, let me act coquettishly in your arms...even if it's just for a while..."

"That's okay, right?"

"Na?"

Futaba Makoto did not answer, but hugged the girl tightly.

"Um."

In the snowy night, the two hearts seemed to be a little closer.

At this time, a sharp pain came from his forehead again, making Futaba Cheng suddenly groan.

It's exactly the part that was hit by the stone in the morning.

Perhaps because of the sudden drop in temperature, his head began to hurt more and more, as if someone was drilling hard into his head with an electric drill.

Futaba Cheng also felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

Unknowingly, he lost consciousness.

…

When was it?

There was a gray funeral, and the "relatives" in black formal suits sat together and discussed his future.

"This child is so pitiful. If that's the case, let Xiao Cheng live in our house. We might as well sell this place."

"Are you kidding me? You're just looking for this inheritance, and you're pretending to be pitiful."

"Haha, isn't that why you are here? How can you pretend to be righteous?"

"you!"

Futaba Makoto stood up expressionlessly. He was obviously at elementary school age, but his face had a maturity that was beyond his age.

He said very politely to the people present: "Uncles and aunties, please don't worry, I can take care of myself."

"And regarding property matters, although grandpa is ill in bed and unable to take over, I have asked Uncle Chen and the lawyer to handle it. If you have nothing else to do, please come back."

His words left everyone present speechless.

But they seemed unwilling to give up: "Xiao Cheng, did someone teach you to say this? We are all your uncles and aunts, and we will not harm you."

"That's right, how could you give these things to outsiders? Is it the old man's idea?"

"Sorry." Futaba Cheng suddenly sneered, "To be honest, if it hadn't been for today's funeral, I wouldn't have known you."

"You kid... I hugged you when you were a child."

"that is!"

Ignoring the red-faced arguments of the adults, Futaba Cheng slowly opened the door and walked out.

The sky was black, rain was falling, and it was a bit cold.

A short-haired girl wearing shorts and short sleeves was holding an umbrella and standing outside the door looking at him.

"Makoto-kun, are you okay?" the short-haired girl asked softly. This was the first time Futaba Cheng saw her showing such a cautious expression.

"I would feel better if I could not see you." Futaba Cheng said coldly, "I have no intention of playing with you today, you go and bully others."

"No, don't do this. I won't bully you anymore..." The short-haired girl rubbed her hands, feeling a little at a loss.

"Actually, I just want you to pay attention to me. I'm sorry, Cheng-kun."

Futaba Cheng said nothing.

"Let's do this, I'll protect you. If anyone dares to bully you or anyone you hate, I'll beat them up!" The short-haired girl showed a hearty smile and made a strong man's posture.

"What I hate the most is you!" Futaba Cheng's expression suddenly changed, as if he was venting all the dissatisfaction in his heart, he shouted at her,

"Who wants you to protect me? Get out of my way. I don't want to see a man like you anymore!"

The short-haired girl was startled. She took a step back, but her eyes turned red.

"Big carrot chicken! Idiot!" The umbrella fell to the ground, and the girl ran away crying in the heavy rain.

…

…

…

When I opened my eyes, I saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

The nose smells like disinfectant.

Futaba Cheng was stunned for a moment, here is...

He sat up suddenly and found himself lying on the hospital bed——

"Wake up." At this time, a familiar voice came from beside him, Futaba Cheng turned his head and met a pair of amber eyes.

"Suzuki?"

The short-haired girl seemed to be relieved: "It's okay. Fortunately, we found it in time. Grandma Goda said that you went up the mountain, so our rescue team went to the mountain to look for you."

"When... did I fall into coma?" Futaba Cheng touched his sore forehead, as if he couldn't remember many things.

"When we found you, you were already unconscious."

"Really?" Futaba Cheng leaned back, as if he suddenly remembered something, "Where is Nana?"

"she……"

Perhaps sensing something was wrong in the girl's tone, Futaba Cheng frowned slightly and quickly asked: "What's wrong?"

After hesitating for a few seconds, Suzuki Kaoru said softly: "We don't know the specific process... But when we arrived, both of you were already unconscious. If it weren't for a white cat meowing in the snow and a tree branch,

We didn't find you that easily either."

"Nana is unconscious? She shouldn't be in a coma due to her physical condition, right?" Futaba Makoto said.

"Normally, this is indeed the case." Suzuki Kaoru said, his voice paused.

"But...she took off her coat and gave it to you."
Chapter completed!