"If mother doesn't want you anymore..."

"You are now an orphan."

orphan……

The boy was instinctively afraid of this word.

He doesn't want to be an orphan.

He wants to be with his mother.

…

"Then don't lose it."

The gray-haired girl barely understood what the boy said.

But that didn't stop her from coming to this conclusion.

…

The boy smiled bitterly.

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

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

…

"Why?"

The gray-haired girl tilted her head.

"Mom gets angry so easily."

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

…

"No."

The boy was not happy that the gray-haired girl said this to his mother.

"Mom doesn't get angry easily."

"Mom is so good..."

When his father was still alive, his mother hardly ever got angry in his memory.

Occasionally if he is naughty or careless and does something wrong, his mother will pretend to be angry, tap his forehead, and educate him with a straight face.

But as soon as she sees his eyes turn red or he admits his mistake, his mother will immediately smile.

He liked his previous mother.

like very much.

He really hopes that his mother will change back to her former self soon.

Because his mother has become less like her, he even complains about his father.

It's all because of my father who made my mother like this...

Mom is obviously not like this...

He wants his old mother...

…

The boy sniffed.

"...I didn't do well in the exam..."

There was a hint of hoarseness in the boy's voice.

…

"You didn't do well in the exam, so your mother will be angry?"

The gray-haired girl concluded the boy's words.

…

"Um."

Although I think their conversation seems a bit strange...

The boy frowned.

Still nodded.

The gray-haired girl is right.

It was he who failed the exam.

That's why my mother is angry.

If he does well in the exam...

Mom will smile happily, right?

When he thought of this, the boy's heart felt like it was on fire.

How could he not do well in the exam?

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

…

"That's your fault."

The gray-haired girl came to a conclusion naturally.

…

boy:……

He couldn't refute.

Nor did he refute.

It's his fault.

He clenched his fingers.

The corners of my eyes are a little warm.

He felt ashamed of the slight loss in his heart.

He was actually expecting to be comforted by the other party?

….

But……

He really wanted to be comforted.

Mother's disorder, friends' alienation...

No one comforted him for a long time.

No one even noticed his depression.

He suddenly opened his eyes hard.

Can't cry.

He could already feel his eyes getting wet.

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

Then no one would notice him crying.

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

He didn't want to be more embarrassed.

I don't want to humiliate myself either.

…

A burst of melodious music came to the boy's ears.

The boy was startled.

He looked up blankly.

…

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

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

…

After the last syllable fell, the gray-haired girl took out the maple leaf from her mouth.

It looked at the boy.

"Does it sound good?"

This is the little tune it blows at will.
To be continued...