"If mom doesn't want you..."

"You're an orphan."

orphan……

The boy was instinctively scared of the word.

He should not be an orphan.

He wants to be with his mother.

...

"Then don't lose it."

Gray-haired girls have a half-knowledge of what a boy says.

But this did not prevent her from coming to this conclusion.

...

The boy smiled bitterly.

"Don't throw the test paper..."

"Mom will be angry when she sees this result..."

...

"Why?"

The gray-haired girl tilted her head.

"Mom is so angry."

Why are you angry like this? You are angry like that...

...

"No."

The boy is unhappy with the gray-haired girl saying this to his mother.

"Mom is not angry easily."

"Mom is fine..."

When my father was still there, my mother almost never got angry in his memory.

Occasionally, he is naughty or careless and does something wrong, his mother will pretend to be angry and do a stern face to educate him.

But as soon as he saw his eyes turn red or he admits his mistake, his mother will immediately laugh.

He liked his former mother.

I like it very much.

He hopes that his mother will soon turn back to her former appearance.

Because his mother became less like her mother, he even complained about his father.

It's all my father who makes mother...

This is obviously not the case with my mother...

He wants his former mother...

...

The boy sniffed.

“…I didn’t do well in the exam…”

The boy's voice was a little hoarse.

...

"You didn't do well in the exam, so will mom get angry?"

The gray-haired girl summed up the boy's words.

...

"Um."

Although they felt that their conversation seemed a bit strange...

The boy frowned.

Still nodded.

The gray-haired girl is right.

He failed the exam.

That's why my mother gets angry.

If he did the exam well...

Mom will smile happily, right?

When the boy thought of this, his heart felt like he was burning.

How could he not do well in the exam?

He obviously wanted to use his good grades to make his mother happy...

...

"That's your fault."

The gray-haired girl naturally came to the conclusion.

...

boy:……

He could not refute.

Nor refute.

It's his fault.

He clenched his five fingers.

Some fever in the corners of my eyes.

He felt ashamed of the little loss in his heart.

He was actually looking forward to getting comfort from the other party?

....

But……

He really wanted to be comforted.

Mom's disorder, friend's alienation...

No one has comforted him for a long time.

No one even noticed his depression.

He suddenly opened his eyes widened with force.

Can't cry.

He already felt his eyes wet.

But as long as the tears don't flow...

No one would notice that he was crying.

He was already embarrassed enough in front of this strange gray-haired girl...

He doesn't want to be more embarrassed.

I don't want to humiliate myself.

...

A melodious music came into the boy's ears.

The boy was stunned.

He looked up in a daze.

...

The gray-haired girl picked a maple leaf and put it into her mouth.

The next second, a crisp and melodious melody sounded from the maple leaves.

...

The last syllable fell and the grey-haired girl took out the maple leaves from her mouth.

It looks at the boy.

"Does it sound good?"

This is a minor tune that it blows out at will.
To be continued...