I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

Tokisaka's mother looked at Tokisaka Chiharu.

Chiharu Tokisaka pursed her lips: "Mom, that would waste a lot of time. I might be late for school."

"Then you should just get up earlier."

Tokisaka's mother said matter-of-factly, "Back when we worked in the fields, we really worked from dawn till dusk. We used to carry our hoes and walk a long way to the fields. No matter how tired you are, are you as tired as we were back then?"

"You're so young, it's nothing to suffer a little."

"Back in our day, we suffered so much."

She spoke with a hint of pride on her face.

Chapter 329 Small Footprints Left on the Floor

The damp and chilly rain was indeed getting heavier and heavier.

Even with an umbrella, I felt I wouldn't be able to continue in such heavy rain.

His gray hair was wet with rain and clung tightly to the sides of his face.

The ends of my hair were poking into my neck, and I even felt a little pain.

In the white curtain of rain, she could barely open her eyes. She could only squint slightly, her eyelashes covered with raindrops.

Chiharu Tokisaka was having a very difficult time walking; her shoes were already soaked.

Every step was as difficult as pulling your shoes out of a swamp.

It would occasionally emit a dull "thud" sound.

"The city is still the best."

Mrs. Tokisaka sighed, "If we were in the countryside, we'd probably be covered in mud by now. But in the city, our clothes are just a little wet."

"Mom, let's hurry up and go." Chiharu Tokisaka pursed her lips. "It wouldn't be good if you caught a cold."

"It's nothing, Mom will make you some ginger soup if you have a cold, and you'll feel better after a nap." Tokisaka's mother started talking non-stop again: "But Chiharu, you really should exercise more."

“Mom is this age and she doesn’t worry about catching a cold. How can you, a young child, worry about catching a cold?”

"I told you you needed to exercise, but you wouldn't listen to your mother. See? I wasn't lying to you."

She earnestly advised, "You must listen to your mother. When have I ever harmed you? Adults are only saying these things to you for your own good. Otherwise, have you ever seen us talk about other people? What business is it of ours with other people's children?"

Chiharu Tokisaka gave a reluctant reply: "Mm."

"I regret it a little; I shouldn't have said so much."

"Just remain silent."

And so we kept walking, walking in the heavy rain.

I finally got home when I started to feel cold.

When they arrived, Tokisaka's mother glanced at the place and couldn't help but shake her head again: "This place is terrible. We should at least have somewhere better to stay. Otherwise, what are we going to do?"

"Don't be too frugal. Which parent doesn't love their child?"

This time, Chiharu Tokisaka didn't say anything, but simply opened the door obediently.

Tokisaka's mother casually kicked off her shoes and stepped onto the floor.

The things they were carrying were just thrown inside, and rainwater kept dripping from the bags, leaving streaks on the floor.

After glancing at it, Chiharu Tokisaka stood helplessly at the door.

"Come in quickly!" Tokisaka's mother placed two bags on the table and called to Tokisaka Chiharu at the door.

"Oh."

Chiharu Tokisaka bent down and used her fingers to hook off her soaking wet loafers.

The wet black socks clung to my skin, and when I took off my shoes, water was still dripping from the toes of the socks.

She had no choice but to take off her socks and drape them over her shoes.

Perhaps because she had been soaked in the cold, damp rain for too long, her calves and bare ankles were somewhat pale, and her toes were curled up.

Stepping on the floor, it easily left a small half-footprint.

After closing the door, she perked up and prepared to go over and talk to her mother about the three-way meeting.

Tokisaka's mother looked at Tokisaka Chiharu with some pity, and casually picked up a piece of clothing and held it in her hand.

She quickly went over to dry Chiharu Tokisaka's hair: "Look at what you've done! You bought that expensive umbrella, and you still got yourself all wet. Ugh, I really don't know what you learned at school."

As she said this, she wiped it with heartache.

Chiharu Tokisaka looked at the clothes and said weakly, "Mom, those are clothes I just washed."

Tokisaka's mother scolded her with displeasure: "Look at you, you can wash your clothes if they're dirty. But if you're sick, that won't do."

"What if I get sick and miss class?"

After her hair had dried a little, she said, "Go take a hot bath. Mom won't be as useless as you. Look, Mom's hair isn't even wet. Go take a bath."

With that, she pushed Chiharu Tokisaka into the bathroom.

Chiharu Tokisaka had no choice but to take a shower first.

Tokisaka's mother looked around and began to roll up her sleeves and tidy up.

She simply used the clothes in her hand to wipe the water stains off the floor.

Then, they started organizing other things.

First, she moved the table to a place against the wall, and then she took out all the clothes from the wardrobe and started folding them one by one.

Chiharu Tokisaka had very few clothes, and she folded them up and put them away in no time.

After that, she began to open the large and small bags she had brought.

There were some clothes that Chiharu Tokisaka had from her hometown, some local specialties, and even a bag of loose rice.

I folded the clothes and put them in the wardrobe, then placed the local specialties and rice on the table.

She prepared to start cooking, since it was already afternoon.

But after searching for a long time, I still couldn't find the pot.

Tokisaka's mother complained somewhat discontentedly, "This brat, where did he put the pot?"

Chiharu Tokisaka, who was taking a bath, heard her mother calling from outside.

Where did you put the pot?

Chiharu Tokisaka pursed her lips and reluctantly replied, "Mom! What do you need a pot for?"

"What kind of question is that? It's about cooking, of course!" said Mrs. Tokisaka. "Aren't you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry, Mom!"

"It's almost evening, are you really not hungry or just pretending?" Tokisaka's mother looked unconvinced. "Besides, how can you not eat? You'll get a stomachache!"

Seeing that there was no way to cover it up, Chiharu Tokisaka had no choice but to say, "I don't have a pot. I can't find the pot from before."

"Look at you, really! You can even throw away a pot!"

Tokisaka's mother was very dissatisfied: "How are you going to eat without a pot! Are you going to keep buying food?"

With no other option, Chiharu Tokisaka could only hum in agreement.

"Oh, cook for yourself. It's cheaper and more nutritious. Buying food is a waste of money and doesn't provide any nutrition."

Tokisaka's mother grumbled, "No, I'll just go borrow one from next door."

Upon hearing these words, Chiharu Tokisaka could no longer continue taking a bath.

She could only hastily wipe the water droplets off her body and run out.

She gripped her mother's arm tightly: "Mom, I don't know anyone next door or anything like that. Don't do such a thing."

Tokisaka's mother could only nod, but she still criticized him.

"Look at you, what kind of life have you lived? You're not even human anymore."

She seemed very angry and dissatisfied, as if she was blaming Chiharu Tokisaka for being too disappointing.

Chiharu Tokisaka could only helplessly change the subject: "Mom, let me tell you about the three-way meeting. Because it's raining so hard today, it's been rescheduled for tomorrow."

Chapter 330: Like Something Broken [4k]

That night, Chiharu Tokisaka fell asleep amidst her mother's complaints.

"If I had known it was tomorrow, I would have come tomorrow. You've delayed so many of my things, really. You're so unreliable."

Chiharu Tokisaka closed her eyes and bit her lip.

"If you come a day early, you can prepare and go to school looking your best."

"If you rush here that day, looking dusty and disheveled, wouldn't that look terrible?"

"But I just can't bring myself to say those words."

"Because, it would be like to despise one's own mother."

"I can't do that."

Chiharu Tokisaka closed her eyes, wanting to fall asleep quickly.

—In the past, I would be extremely annoyed by being too sleepy, and I just wanted to be thankful that I could study a little longer.

But now, with my eyes closed, I can't fall asleep no matter what.

Chiharu Tokisaka wanted to let out a sigh.

The next day, Chiharu Tokisaka woke up looking extremely haggard.

She felt drowsy and unwell.

The banging and clanging sounds kept ringing in my ears.

"Mom! What are you doing again?"

Chiharu Tokisaka barely opened her eyes and looked at her busy mother.

"Mom just went out and bought you breakfast. It's warming up for you now. You can drink it when you get up."

Tokisaka's mother pointed at the microwave oven, looking quite pleased with herself.

Chiharu Tokisaka paused for a moment, then pursed her lips slightly: "Mom, I don't want to drink it."

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Tokisaka's mother complained, "Did you get caught in the rain yesterday? How could you be so careless? Should I buy you some medicine?"

Chiharu Tokisaka shook her head: "No, it's not because of that, I just don't want to eat breakfast."

“That won’t do,” Mrs. Tokisaka said firmly. “Eating breakfast is good for your health and will prevent you from getting stomach problems.”

But Chiharu Tokisaka couldn't eat any of it, and she said again, "I really don't want to eat."

"You should eat a little bit, how can you not eat anything?"

Tokisaka's mother seemed very anxious: "I've already bought them all. How can you not eat them? Just eat a little bit, just a little bit."

Anxiety, even tinged with a sense of inferiority.

But Chiharu Tokisaka felt unwell all over, and she felt that she could only drink a little water at most.

"Mom, I really can't eat anymore."

She replied somewhat reluctantly, which made Tokisaka's mother a little angry.

“I went to great lengths to buy you breakfast, you have no idea how much it cost me. If you don’t eat it, it’ll be a complete waste. Why didn’t you say so sooner? Back in the day, we never had the luxury of this.”

She kept complaining.

Chiharu Tokisaka stopped talking and simply began washing up.

This made Tokisaka's mother very angry.

When Chiharu Tokisaka came out, her mother rolled up her sleeves and asked, "When are you going to school today?"

"Today is Sunday, and the appointment is for the afternoon."

"It's still early, let's do a thorough cleaning here. Look how dirty you've made it! It's awful. I never made it like this when I was at home."