"I'm hungry. I'm not hungry for anything else."

"Brother, how did you come?" She abhorred and asked in a daze.

"Take a bike," he replied, before looking at the motorcycle across the street, and then turning to her with a frustrated expression, "Come up so you can go home."

"Did you come to pick up Rin?"

The person was asked a little stunned, before nodding softly, "was seen missing from the house for a long time, so he came out to see...Hurry up. Do you like standing for a man to tease? "

"Yes, yes," she hurriedly accepted, and stepped up at the back of the bicycle, clinging to the waist, and the young man hesitated, feeling that the wooden hands were all clutter.

"Bring it." He turned around, and she put the bag in his hand. The young man put it in the basket in front.

Mathurin said nothing, but slid his shaking hand to hold his T-shirt before he rode out. She also saw him turn to look at the motorcycle unfriendly. He was not satisfied with the person who teased her or was not satisfied that she was walking to be teased, but even if she wondered, she didn't think to ask, sat quietly at the end of the bike until he arrived at the park.

"Why not ride your bike out? The car at home has it." He was referring to the CRV car parked at home.

"Rin can't ride a bike, he can't drive," she said to him in a faint voice.

"Has anyone ever taught you? Can't drive. It's not weird, but can't ride a bike. I just met."

She made a face on the back of the questioner before answering the question back to the truth.

"Father Rin has died since Rin was small. There was only a hard-working mother who raised Rin until she grew up. I didn't have time to teach Rin. There were no children in Rin's neighborhood, only teenagers who were many years away from Rin. I didn't want Rin to go out to play because it was dangerous. After school, Rin had to hurry home and do her homework. When I went out to work at a restaurant, Rin had to stay in the house alone. I didn't want to go out to play anywhere."

Bavin nodded to what she said before saying softly, "Raise an egg in a rock."

"Well...About that, but not riding a bike is not inferior. There are a lot of people who can't ride. Pam has never met himself. The world is narrow. "Her back words lowered the whisper, but the person in front still heard him twitch a smile and continued.

"Just wondering, Mae Rin would be very protective of Rin. I don't want it to be difficult. When I graduate, I'll let Rin work comfortably."

The words that I listened to made Mathurin wrinkle his eyebrows, not satisfied. "Pam would say that Rin is easy-going, love is comfortable, but forbid that Mae Rin loves and takes care of Rin with love. He gives Rin everything that is thought to be the best."

Bawin was a little quiet until he came home on his bike, parked his car and turned to look at her pouting. "I said as I knew, I graduated to a bachelor's degree, but I stopped my future. I didn't dare say that I knew he loved Rin so much better than my mother," the person shrugged softly.

"That person left you since you were born in one month. I told you to go looking for crazy dreams. In the end, I didn't survive. The two of us, too. Mother Rin would love Rin no different than my father loved you."

Mathurin listened to him quietly, not thinking that he would tell her his mother's story, but in his heart it felt good that he did not think of blaming her mother.

What he said was true. She wanted to repay the merit while wanting her to be comfortable and eat well. She didn't care much about dignity. She was more interested in the abdomen. She and her mother had a lot of trouble. Meeting a good person like Bhavash should grab it and repay the merit as best.

"Get in the house, I'm hungry." He finished the order, stepped off the bike.

Mathurin heard the word "hungry" from his mouth, and suddenly his face was hot, and in his stomach it was like a violent wave, and when he looked up at the other person's sharp eyes, her limbs seemed to be weak, hastily stepped off the bicycle, almost backwards, but Bavin's hand grabbed her arm first, and he smiled.

"I'm hungry, I'm not hungry for anything else," he said.

Mathurin quickly avoided his eyes, wanted to raise his hand to scratch the face of a man who knew a lot, but was not brave, but ran to pick up the things in the basket in front of the car, and went straight into the house, and prepared his cold hands in the kitchen with his calm.

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She accidentally had a deep relationship with her husband's young son and had to satisfy him to keep this a secret, unaware that she was plunging into an unexpected complex whirlpool.

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