I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

She gritted her teeth and said, "It's all because of you that I ended up in this damned countryside! It's all because of you that I lost my job! Do you understand? It's all because of you that I've become like this!"

"You stole my beauty! If it weren't for me, how could you be so beautiful?"

She said angrily, "If it weren't for you, my life wouldn't be like this! You ruined my life. It's all your fault, so why are you still being so stubborn with me? What contract? Does promising to take care of me in my old age mean you can ignore me?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Keiko cursed angrily, gripping Asahi Aoi's arm tightly.

She was unwilling to relinquish her authority as a mother so easily—because it was the only power she held.

Aoi Asahi is the only one who lets her have her way.

How could I possibly give up?

Aoi's expression remained unchanged as she looked at Keiko.

She said, "You're just talking to yourself, indulging in self-pity. What do your suffering have to do with me?"

“I wear my school uniform every day, and my underwear is washed repeatedly until it fades. I only wear the school loafers every day. Because I only have one pair of shoes, I try to minimize my exercise time every day to prevent the shoes from getting damaged.”

"What can you do with 30,000 yen a month? Just buying things for your period will already cost a lot."

“Every day, I’m so hungry that I need to drink water to fill my stomach.”

As she spoke of this, she seemed a little dazed, thinking of the lunch Xia Wuzhao had brought.

But she kept those memories hidden in her heart.

She said, "Being able to support you in your old age is enough to pay off our debts."

The girl spoke freely, uttering all the words that had been piling up in her heart. She spoke these words with a cold yet courageous tone.

Things I usually find hard to say, I can say easily now.

Keiko was utterly astonished, seemingly unable to believe that the Asahi in front of her was the same Asahi from before.

She stared blankly at the girl, but Aoi Asahi broke free from Keiko and prepared to leave.

Keiko grabbed Asahi Aoi again, angrily saying, "What's the use of saying all this? You're still not satisfied with 30,000 yen? Those people in the orphanage can't even get 10,000 yen! If I hadn't given you this 30,000 yen, you would have starved to death long ago!"

"You're only going hungry now, but you're much luckier than everyone else. Why aren't you satisfied? What are you complaining about?!"

She spoke with such conviction, as if Asahi owed her an immense debt of gratitude.

Looking at Keiko like this, Aoi Asahi said sarcastically, "I'm so hungry that I need to drink water every day to relieve my hunger, and I even have to work to earn money. To save a little money, I even have to walk from school to that bakery. To avoid wearing out my shoes, I have to take them off. To avoid ruining my socks, I have to go barefoot."

"To fill my stomach, I need to eat bread that bakeries throw away."

"And in the end? You took all the money I earned!"

Asahi Aoi looked at Keiko in front of her, determined to vent everything she had been holding in: "You said your 30,000 yen! Then give me back the money I earned!"

"Give it back to me!!"

She loudly vented her dissatisfaction, broke free from Keiko's restraints, and returned to her room.

Hearing Keiko banging on the door from outside, Aoi Asahi paid no attention.

She just watched the goldfish swimming around in the bowl.

There is only one.

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Risa Yajima returned home injured, and Momono Yajima immediately burst into tears.

She rushed over, hugged Risa Yajima, and cried, "My daughter, my daughter. How did you become like this?"

Tears streamed down her face; she was heartbroken.

"Mom, don't worry," Risa Yajima said to Momono Yajima. "Mom, I gave Aoi a good scolding in class today. I got hurt too, but it's okay."

"Don't worry, the sunflower won't get better."

She spoke with absolute certainty.

Momono Yajima stroked her long hair and said to her, "Yes, Mom believes in you."

Risa Yajima said, "Mom, just you wait and see. I'm sure I can ruin this whole thing. You should go to sleep now."

As she said this, she urged Yajima Momono to go to sleep.

Momono Yajima went to sleep; she no longer wanted to see Jiro Yajima.

Risa Yajima sat on the sofa, waiting for her father to return.

As soon as she heard the door open, she rushed over.

"Oh, Risa."

Jiro Yajima glanced at Risa and said in surprise, "Risa, what happened to you?"

"Something happened at school," Risa Yajima replied casually.

Jiro Yajima was very concerned, but Risa Yajima looked at her coldly.

Suddenly, he said, "Dad, you're cheating on me."

"What?" Yajima Jiro exclaimed in surprise, and quickly covered Yajima Risa's mouth.

He asked in a low voice, "How did you know? You didn't tell your mother, did you?"

Risa Yajima said, "Of course not."

She took out a handkerchief: "When you were drunk before, I found this handkerchief after I threw your clothes into the washing machine. The name Nomura is embroidered in the corner, so it must be a woman's name."

Yajima Jiro looked at the handkerchief and felt a pang of regret.

He couldn't believe that he had stumbled in this very place.

Yajima Jiro took the handkerchief, as if to explain something.

But Risa Yajima said, "I don't object to Daddy finding a new mommy, I just hate that Daddy is going to find a new mommy behind my back. Shouldn't I be allowed to see her first?"

He pretended to be angry, leaving Yajima Jiro completely bewildered.

Jiro Yajima shook his head and said, "There's no way we can meet directly; the time wasn't agreed upon in advance."

“If the new mother really likes you, shouldn’t she overcome all obstacles to meet you?” Risa Yajima provoked Jiro Yajima, saying, “Didn’t you tell the new mother that I exist?”

Jiro Yajima smiled wryly: "We did indeed agree to meet each other with our daughters."

“Then let’s meet,” Risa Yajima said. “But Daddy must have his new mom bring her daughter, but please don’t tell me she’ll be coming too. It’ll be a surprise.”

She smiled at Yajima Jiro and said, "If she still loves you, she will definitely agree to this request."

Chapter 63 Love is more powerful than despair

She only received the phone call when Keiko was frantically banging on the door.

Upon hearing Yajima Jiro's request, she wanted to refuse.

But Jiro Yajima said, "If we're going to get married, we should meet each other's children first. This time, we'll meet your children, and next time, we'll meet mine."

"Otherwise, if the children don't like each other, it will be very difficult for them to get married."

When Yajima Jiro said that, Keiko had no way to refuse.

She could only agree, but after hanging up the phone, Keiko felt a headache coming on. How could she get Aoi to agree?

After Aoi got up, she began washing up somewhat numbly.

I looked up and saw myself in the mirror.

Asahi picked up the scissors and kept trimming her gloomy and heavy bangs, as if she had made up her mind to say goodbye to the past.

Cut the heavy bangs short, making them light and flowing.

Some crumbs would float on her face, so she washed her face again.

When she raised her wet head and looked at herself in the mirror.

But I noticed a look of confusion in those chestnut-colored eyes.

"What should I do? What can I do?"

She asked herself the question, but still couldn't find the answer.

Asahima pulled out a piece of paper, wiped the hair clippings from the sink, carefully wrapped it up, and threw it into the trash can.

After finishing these things, I returned to my room.

The weather outside was so good it was almost unbelievable; everything was reflecting dazzling light.

I placed the fish bowl on the windowsill so that the goldfish inside could bask in the sun.

Its golden scales shone even brighter in the sunlight, yet it itself seemed listless. It sat quietly in the center of the bowl, like a sculpture.

The goldfish only wags its tail when the sunflower occasionally touches the water's surface with its finger, creating a tiny ripple.

She sat there quietly, like a plant seeing the sunlight for the first time after the rain.

This was the first time in her life that she could enjoy the world so leisurely.

"In the past, there was an indestructible barrier between me and the world, but now it seems that I can reach out and touch everything in the world."

The wind blowing in through the window made her feel incredibly light.

This continued until noon, when Keiko, who had left earlier, finally returned.

She was carrying several bags and said enthusiastically to Asahi Aoi, "Daughter, I bought you clothes and shoes. Come and try them on! I also bought you cosmetics today. Look, this lipstick is so pretty."

She seemed overly enthusiastic by placing all these things on the table.

She bought a white dress and matching lace-up high-heeled shoes with bows and flowing straps.

“You were right yesterday. It’s Mom who’s sorry.” Keiko grabbed Asahi Aoi’s hand, trying to pull her out of the room.

She tried to pull it several times but couldn't budge it. Her expression changed, but she forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart.

She said, "These are all things I bought for you, take a look."

As he spoke, he pulled hard.

"With such enthusiasm, anyone else would probably think she's an absolutely wonderful mother."

Looking at her overly enthusiastic mother, Aoi Asahi's lips curled into a sneer: "With that expression, with that behavior, and with all this eagerness, what do you want me to do?"

"Oh dear, look at you," Huizi said, somewhat disappointed. "What are you saying? I'm your mother. Isn't it only natural for me to be good to you? How could you think I have ulterior motives towards you?"

She almost burst into tears.

"This is something I've always hoped for. I've imagined this scene a thousand times in my dreams. I imagine her grieving at my funeral, I imagine her being kind to me, I imagine myself as a girl from a normal family."

"But, but when that moment really came..."

"But I find it laughable."

Asahi Aoi silently watched Keiko, who was faking her tears, and said, "Do you think I would believe you? You are a woman full of lies. There is not a trace of the 'good mother' in you."

She didn't even look at Keiko, but simply turned around and prepared to go back to her room.

Huizi's eyes twitched; she finally couldn't hold back anymore.

She grabbed Asahi Sunflower angrily, yelling, "This is the first time I've ever begged you so humbly, how dare you act like this!"

"I'm just asking you for a favor, why are you being so difficult? You were raised on my milk! Asahi Aoi! Yes, even if I wasn't good to you before. But you can't deny this, can you?"

"And you told me not to expose myself in front of that young man you found, did I expose myself? No!" Huizi shouted, "Can't you at least thank me?"

The surrounding air gradually solidified and became increasingly hot.

That suffocating feeling gradually returned.

"I've done so many things for you, is it so hard for me to do one thing for you?" Keiko said sternly.

Aoi felt a sharp pain in her heart, and looking at Keiko in front of her, she felt as if she was about to suffocate.

Keiko saw the wavering on the girl's face and was secretly pleased.

"Aoi Asahi, no matter what kind of spell that little man casts on you, you still can't outsmart your old lady."

"You are such a good child, even though you can refuse danger and evil."

"But if you're manipulated by kindness and personal connections, you'll have no choice but to surrender obediently."

"Hmph, you're not shameless enough. As long as I still hold the title of 'mother,' I can control you."