You are Toyokawa Shoko, then who am I?

"These two pieces of clothing feel really good, and they're definitely expensive. Stores that sell clothes of this quality generally offer returns... I'll go with you tomorrow to return them. You're short of money right now, and you shouldn't have spent so much on me."

"That place is half an hour away from here by car."

"I can pay for the taxi fare."

"Does the family's expenses really allow you to squander like this?"

"But……"

Toyokawa Sho shook his head, interrupting what Toyokawa Shoko was about to say.

"Don't worry, these two clothes didn't cost me much. Besides, didn't I tell you last night that it's useless for me to keep the money? Just accept it peacefully."

Toyokawa Sho did not lie to Toyokawa Shoko when he said this.

There was really no point in him keeping the money, because he was not sure whether he would wake up in another strange world again like last time.

So apart from meeting the most basic expenses, he doesn't care too much about the remaining money, no matter how much or how little.

Thinking back to when Xiaobailong donated most of his earnings to the Red Cross Foundation, he had considered it, but since there was a child who needed saving the most right under his nose, he decided to prioritize saving the person in front of him.

"...I was thinking that I would buy you a new set of clothes when I get my salary next month."

Toyokawa Shoko murmured softly, "How come in the end, you bought it for me..."

"Fate is sometimes very strange."

Toyokawa Sho patted Toyokawa Shoko's shoulder.

"Okay, I'll go cook for you. You've been tired all day, don't force yourself, go and rest."

"Ah."

Toyokawa Shoko smiled and nodded.

They both tacitly avoided talking about the ribbon, but when they did talk to each other, it actually revolved around the ribbon.

Shoko Toyokawa didn't understand why Sho Toyokawa, who was fine just last night, suddenly took off the ribbon and put it on the table the next day.

But she believed it.

Sooner or later, Toyokawa Sho will explain everything to her.

46

Chapter 46 Weak Xiaoxiang: We are indeed not the same person.

Slice the potatoes, then stack one on top and shred.

Score the tomatoes crosswise and soak the peel in hot water.

After completing these preparations, Toyokawa Sho took out his cell phone and planned to call his boss to tell him that he didn't need to wait for him and to drive back first.

Nothing unexpected happened between him and Shoko Toyokawa, and everything was normal, so there was no need for him to live in his boss's house like an abandoned dog.

He could continue to stay with Shoko Toyokawa and let time slowly fill the gap between them.

Until we return to the relationship of destiny that was connected by a ribbon.

But that's it.

Suddenly, there were several muffled bangs at the door.

Toyokawa Sho frowned. When he lived in a rental house ten years ago, the thing he hated most was someone knocking on the door in the middle of the night. Basically, nothing good happened.

So he picked up the spatula and looked outside through the cat's eye.

The light outside was not bright, and he could only vaguely see a figure in a suit standing in front of his door.

Can't see clearly.

I can't see what she's wearing.

But Toyokawa Sho could still recognize that this man was a scumbag.

He sighed heavily. He came back at this time, so he must have gone out to fool around again.

Is it drinking, or playing pellet games, or both?

It doesn't matter which one.

In Toyokawa Sho's heart, his father was already a dead man.

All his expectations and longings for this man were shattered by the man's despair and numbness of giving up on life.

When I saw him again, I just felt nauseous. As for hatred and disgust, I had already exhausted them all back then.

If possible, he really didn't want to bother with this guy, but if he didn't, it would be Shoko Toyokawa's turn to take care of him.

Toyokawa Shoko had been in pain all day because of his affairs, and he didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble for the girl.

So he pressed down the door handle with his palm following the sigh.

The wooden door creaked again.

But this time, the person who stepped through the door was a shaky figure.

as predicted.

What hit me in the face was a nauseating smell of alcohol, like the various garbage piled up in the alley, and also like the fishy stench emitted when sewage is discharged.

The suit that matched his tall figure was in a tattered state, with the buttons open, revealing the loose shirt underneath. His tie was tilted to one side and rested on his shoulders. He was holding a powder bag with an unknown substance in it in his hand. His eyes were obsessed, his steps were staggering, and he couldn't even stand steadily.

"Hey……"

When Toyokawa Sho saw this, he couldn't help but reveal an expression of disgust. His disgust for the scumbag's alcoholism was almost ingrained in his bones.

It was because he numb himself with alcohol all day that this man became more and more emaciated, and could not even maintain his normal spirit, becoming a piece of rotten meat walking corpse.

Toyokawa Sho thought that after so many years, he had gotten over the shadow of the scumbag's alcoholism.

But now seeing this guy drunk again, the deepest shadow in my heart was unveiled again and shrouded my heart.

He felt a mixture of emotions at the moment and took a few deep breaths before suppressing the depression that pierced his soul.

Then, he grabbed the scumbag's collar and wanted to ask why he went to drink again. Did you turn a deaf ear to what I said to you yesterday? Don't you know how to cherish your daughter?

But the scumbag started coughing and looked like he was about to vomit.

In order to prevent the newly bought clothes from being damaged, Toyokawa Sho had to let go of his hands and move to the side.

However, the scumbag did not spit on the ground. He seemed to have swallowed back the strong feeling of nausea. He looked tired and weak, as if all his energy and complexion had been drained away.

He was still mumbling some incomprehensible words and wanted to lean against the wall for a while, but his center of gravity was lost and he fell headfirst to the floor. His hands instinctively grabbed the things next to him, but he knocked those things to the ground one after another.

Bang bang bang.

It was a very loud noise.

"Sho, what happened—?"

Shoko Toyokawa poked her head out a little from the bathroom.

She was taking a shower now, with no clothes on, her light blue hair wrapped in a shower cap, and she asked Toyokawa Sho outside like a kitten.

"...Nothing, just the scumbag is back."

Toyokawa Sho responded, "He just came back from drinking and just fell to the ground."

"...Why is this bastard dad drinking again?"

Toyokawa Shoko rubbed her brows in frustration and said, "Just drag him back to the room first. I'll take care of him later."

"No, I'll do it."

Toyokawa Sho looked towards the bathroom, then smiled gently and said, "Just have a good rest today, and leave the troublesome things to me."

"Then... thank you for your hard work."

Because their eyes met, Toyokawa Shoko's rosy cheeks turned slightly red, and then she quickly retreated into the bathroom and closed the door.

Toyokawa Sho withdrew his gaze and looked at the scum who was lying unconscious on the ground. The negative emotions in his heart were growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Throw him out.

Throw him out on the street.

Anywhere is fine, just don't come back to me and Toyokawa Shoko.

Similar thoughts kept popping up in my mind.

Like bees swarming from a hornet's nest, like a hail of arrows seen upon marching into a battlefield.

So densely packed that it fills the entire heart.

Toyokawa Sho gently closed his eyes and took a moment to pull himself out of the wailing and roaring abyss.

He first closed the kitchen door, then squatted down and slowly picked up the things that had fallen on the ground and put them back in their original places.

After doing these two things, pick up the scumbag and bring him into the room.

The scumbag's body was still as heavy as ever. Lifting him up and carrying him on his shoulders felt like carrying a wild boar, especially the smell of alcohol emanating from him. Just the smell made one's stomach churn.

Toyokawa Sho dragged him back to the room with some difficulty and just put him on the bed, but he started coughing violently again the next second.

Toyokawa Sho's eyelids twitched, and he screamed in his heart that something bad was going to happen.

There are two choices before him now.

First, do nothing and let him vomit horrible vomit and stain the entire bed sheet because there is no time to catch up.

Second, helping him up is more acceptable than vomiting on the bed or the floor, but it is very likely that it will be too late, and he may even be vomited on.

His brain was thinking at the speed of light. If possible, he would even try to avoid vomiting on the floor. Toyokawa Shoko was still taking a shower in the bathroom and couldn't come out for a while. If the scumbag really vomited on him, he would have no place to clean up.

However, unless there's a trash can in this room that happens to be covered with a trash bag...

Wait, a trash can?

There's one over there!

God helps me too!

Toyokawa Sho was overjoyed.

His life corridor was at 200% power, unleashing astonishing potential, and he actually kicked the trash can at his feet accurately in front of the scumbag.

This superb ball control technique is somewhat similar to that of Maradona back then, it is elegant and powerful.

Then, without having time to think, Toyokawa Sho quickly pulled the scumbag up from the bed, pressed his body down and made him face the trash can, and finally adjusted the position before he vomited.

“Ugh… Ugh—”

The scumbag hugged the trash can and vomited for almost a minute.

The alcohol in his bloated stomach made him vomit out almost everything he had eaten that night.

Dizziness and nausea.

These uncomfortable symptoms began to leave the body, and my sanity began to slowly return, bit by bit, like a worm slowly crawling on a green leaf.

Seeing that the scumbag had almost finished vomiting, Toyokawa Sho helped him back to bed, then went to the living room to get some tissues and wiped the snot or tears from his face.

He was used to the scumbag look.

In the previous world, scumbags spent almost every day smoking and drinking. It was common for them to vomit in the room because their bodies couldn't bear it.

In his three years of high school alone, he helped scumbags clean up no less than a hundred times.

At that time, he still had thoughts about scumbags in his heart.

Even when she saw that the other person had become such a useless person, she would still patiently help him up, mop the floor for him again and again, and clean his clothes again and again.

Because they are father and son connected by blood.

Because it is a relationship where each of them can only rely on each other.

So even though Toyokawa Sho has mysophobia, he still suppresses his nausea and does things he doesn't want to do at all.

He had even given up hope that one day the person who shone like a star in his memory would be able to muster up the courage to face life again.

He just thought that when he became successful one day and let his father live a good life, his father could slowly return to normal and touch his head with relief.

You really work hard, Xiang.

[Having a son like you is the happiest thing in my life. ]