I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 58 Jun buried the mud under the spring, I sent the world snow

"Isn't this Jintian Gannan?"

"Are you going to win sympathy in the name of so-called exchange?"

"Hahaha, this person is so hypocritical, he is a homeless man, what else do he need to do to pretend his dignity?"

"The so-called exchange, Kaneda, what can you offer?"

It seems that this man named Mikio Kaneda is a joke here.

When everyone saw him appear, one by one poked their heads out of the tents made of dilapidated ponchos, their faces were full of sarcasm and ridicule.

Then they saw Bei Daoju on the side, and laughed even more wildly.

This kind of wanton laughter shuttled back and forth under the bridge hole, becoming stronger and harsher in the echoes.

After hearing such words, Mitsuo Kaneda blushed and held back his words.

Seeing him like this, the others laughed louder and louder.

People who usually talk back a few words, why did they become so misfired today.

Just when he was about to intensify his efforts, Mikio Kaneda said a word: "This is a writer teacher."

Then the laughter fell silent instantly.

Everyone's smiles froze on their faces, followed by embarrassment.

No one will doubt the authenticity of this matter.

Because no one would pretend to be a writer.

It's like no one would say that they can represent the gods.

This is taboo.

After the atmosphere froze for a short while, they silently retracted their heads.

There was no movement under the bridge.

Misato Kaneda turned it back and forth several times, and found a fairly clean place in the upper air outlet for Bei Daoju to sit down.

Then he hurriedly searched for something that could be used for entertaining.

"No, I have something to buy here." Bei Daoju handed over a bottle of water, but was rejected.

He looked very embarrassed, and even a little afraid to raise his head to look at this writer teacher who is usually not seen.

"So, what are you talking about exchanging something?" Bei Daoju stretched out his finger and pointed at the surrounding environment: "I have seen it, and according to the agreement, I can exchange it with you."

"Can I tell my story?"

Mikio Kaneda didn't mention anything about exchanging things, it seems that this thing never existed.

At this moment, a meow came from the side.

It's very light but you can hear the sense of dependence in this meow.

Turning his head, a neon cat poked its head out from the side, and after seeing that it was Kaneda, it rushed into his arms with lightning speed.

He turned over and acted like a spoiled child at Kaneda.

"I'm not here for a while, do you miss me?" The wrinkles on Kanan Kanan's face melted again, but this time it didn't seem out of harmony.

The gentleness and kindness that had never been seen before were vividly displayed for a while.

Then he buried his face in the cat's fur, took a deep breath, and looked satisfied.

"Sorry, teacher, I made you laugh." Mikio Kaneda realized that Kitajima Koma was still sitting in front of him, and quickly apologized.

"Forgot to ask the teacher's name?"

"Beijima Kou." Kou stretched out his hand towards Mitsuo Kaneda: "Mr. Kaneda."

Looking at the white and immature hand stretched out, Kaneda's dark face flushed.

Then a hand full of cracks and calluses stretched out from the sleeve hesitantly like a snake poking out a hole.

It's impolite not to shake hands.

But if we shake hands, how can we tarnish the precious hands of Mr. Bei Dao?

Without the slightest hesitation, Bei Daoju held his hand firmly.

Mitsuo Kaneda raised his head and saw an extremely sincere expression, and then he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

After all, it is writer teacher.

Treat people like gods.

No, maybe they are gods.

"I want to be honest with the gods, to be honest with Teacher Bei Dao, and to repent of my mistakes." Mitsuo Kaneda made a vow in his heart.

He also didn't know why Bei Daoju wanted to see his residence.

But since people are doing this, then naturally there is a reason for doing so.

In fact, don't look at homeless people who are precarious, but they are often stubborn in their bones.

Since he chose to erase his past, he would never reveal his tragic experience to anyone.

What he got in return was nothing more than a ridicule or the pain of lamenting his bad luck and ill-fated fate.

I haven't waited for Kitajima Koma to ask questions.

Mitsuo Kaneda began to talk about his past with a bitter face.

In fact, nothing more than the same.

He used to be the boss of a company, had a beautiful wife, and gave birth to a lovely daughter after marriage.

It's just different from others.

It's not that the company went bankrupt or that it was addicted to smoking, alcohol and gambling that led to the company's bankruptcy.

It was because of a sudden accident that took away his wife and daughter forever.

After what appeared to be a catastrophe, he collapsed.

Give up everything, run away from everything.

Became a tramp.

At the same time he sold his identity, killing his past forever.

"I thought about suicide because I couldn't find a reason to live, but I failed." Mitsuo Kaneda stroked the cat in his arms with an indescribably loving expression on his face.

"Just when I was dying, it showed up."

"It didn't want me to drown. At that time, a small one bit my clothes and took me to swim to the shore desperately."

Mitsuo Kaneda suddenly turned the cat over.

exposed its belly.

It's just that the cat didn't seem to be bored or unhappy about it, and lay in his arms very obediently.

He pointed to a dark spot on the cat's belly.

"here."

He raised his head, his chaotic eyes were full of sadness.

"This is its birthmark, and...my wife also has the same mark on her stomach, in the exact same place."

Mikio Kaneda was smiling though.

But this smile turned out to be full of bitterness.

"Maybe it's her, that's not sure, is it?"

The wind gusts out.

Flicking the few hairs fluttering randomly in the air.

It looks like flying snowflakes.

Then Mikio Kaneda pointed to a corner inside the tent.

"It's... only one kitten, and it's there."

"When I met it, this kitten was just born."

"Very clingy."

"It's like... once..."

When it came to this, Mitsuo Kaneda was speechless.

"I think it's very old, maybe after a while, it will die."

"Although I have never been afraid of death, but... I think if one person dies, then the remaining people would be too sad."

"So I thought, in the little time it has left, or in the little time I have left... one thing I can do is..."

"My exchange is... I want to use all my money to beg the teacher to take in that kitten..."

(End of this chapter)