Chapter 72: Xuezi, I will accompany you all my life
Yu Xian was leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking at ease, as if he had stayed in this home for many years. The sound of the wind blowing outside the house, the low humming in the quiet night, and the sound of Xuezi taking a shower
, like a wonderful accompaniment to a song.
This is ordinary life, simple and happy.
The only thing he has to do is to grow up well and slowly solve all the troubles. Life is not easy, and his biggest desire is to live such a simple and worry-free life.
The clothes on the balcony were dry. Yu Xianzhisheng pulled down the clothes hanger and took Yukiko's clothes one by one into his arms and put them away. White underwear embroidered with bows, a lace bra with a scary size, stockings, silk stockings and cotton stockings.
Socks, and the pajamas she used to change into.
He reached out and touched these clothes, trying to recall the days before he came, the things Xuezi had done wearing these clothes, the songs he had listened to, and the people he had met.
It's so good, this feeling of mutual companionship, together with every trace on her body, every breath, every expression that changes because of you, this is the vitality of a family, and even the house becomes warm.
He enjoys this companionship and is not lonely at all.
Yukiko has already started taking a shower.
She has a slight mysophobia, and her body is stained with rainwater and sweat. She feels uncomfortable if she doesn't wash it off. In other words, she doesn't want Yu Xian to see her unclean self.
Miyamoto Yukiko soaked her head under the flushing water, closed her eyes and raised her head, and washed herself thoroughly.
She enjoyed the company.
That feeling of being able to see your family when you step out of the bathroom. All ordinary objects become alive because of your connection with that person. Every time you touch them, the past things become brand new, as if the memory has been washed away.
.
The phone rang suddenly.
It's not Yukiko Miyamoto's cell phone, but a landline phone.
Yuxian threw the phone back into his schoolbag, asked this guy to accompany his little fishing rod, and walked over to answer the phone.
The information age has not yet fully spread, and people always go to bed early. Logically speaking, no one should call at this time.
"Hello, this is the Miyamoto family." Yu Xianzhisheng picked up the phone.
"I'm Miyamoto Kiyoshi," said the woman on the other side of the phone.
Yukiko’s mother, Miyamoto Kiyoshi.
Yuxian panicked for no reason, but instantly calmed down again.
"I am Yu Xian, a young student."
"You are the child adopted by Yukiko."
This woman is indeed not as simple as she thought. She should be paying attention to every move here.
"Yes." Yuxian said naively.
"What is Yukiko doing?"
"Taking a shower."
"When she finishes washing, please help me tell her that I have arranged a blind date for her tomorrow at a cafe in the center of Ginza East Street. The man who came to meet her is very nice. He has returned from studying in France and has his own life in Tokyo.
She is a member of the family business. Although she is mediocre in appearance, she is about the same age as her. If such a good man misses it, he will have no chance."
"Also, don't forget to tell her that if she doesn't go, I will slit my wrists and beg to die in front of her like before."
Miyamoto Kiyoshi's tone was calm and joyless, as if he was giving an order.
After a moment of silence, he sighed softly, and Yuxian whispered softly: "I won't let her go. If you want to die, please go ahead and die. She is not your Xuezi, she is my family.
.It’s getting late, please go to bed early.”
Yuxian hung up the phone and unplugged the phone line.
"Who called?" Miyamoto Yukiko stuck out her steaming head.
"Tokyo Daily." Yu Xianzhisheng sat back on the sofa, "Ask us if we want to subscribe to the newspaper."
"What do you mean?"
“No need to subscribe, you can still watch the news on your mobile phone.”
"I think so." Yukiko Miyamoto shrank back.
The sound of flushing sounded again. After a while, the sound of water stopped, and there was a whining sound in the bathroom.
The sound of blowing stopped, Miyamoto Yukiko walked out wrapped in a bath towel, her beautiful face flushed, the mist behind her appeared with her, and suddenly she seemed to see the legendary snow nymph in the mountains.
"Come on, come into the house with me." Yu Xianzhisheng picked up his schoolbag.
"I always feel that you are closer to that schoolbag than me. Didn't you say that I am the most important?" Miyamoto Yukiko crossed her arms and trembled.
Yu Xian waited in silence and took the lead to walk upstairs.
He understands the temperaments of adults very well. You must not continue to say this kind of thing. If you fail to do so, you will die with something hanging above your head.
Adults sometimes act coquettishly to children. They say such things just because they want to say something, not to get an answer.
Miyamoto Yukiko turned off the lights in the living room and followed him up to the second floor.
Yuxian looked back at her.
Rather than having her hair loose, he likes her in a ponytail, with her high and jumping ponytail, vivid and lively, like a heroic Valkyrie. As long as she stays by her side, it seems that there is nothing to be afraid of.
At this time, her hair was loose, and her bangs slightly covered her forehead. She had a novel beauty, which could not be said to be mature or young, but without the glamorous rouge smell, it gave people a sense of clear-eyed beauty.
Just like a young girl who doesn't understand the world.
If you look carefully, you can see a hint of tranquility and tranquility in her expression, which is cute and pitiful.
Now she looks like a sad woman nestling under the cherry blossom tree in her spring.
Yukiko's beauty is really joyful.
Yuxian ran to his small bedroom, threw his schoolbag in, then ran over and threw himself on Xuezi's big bed like a fish.
Miyamoto Kiyoshi's photo still stands beside the bed.
The woman in the photo stared at the two men silently.
Yu Xian turned the photo around, out of sight and out of mind.
Then he neatly covered himself with the quilt: "Xuezi, I'm going to bed first, good night!"
Miyamoto Yukiko's little face was stained with a layer of red. She sat in front of the dressing table, pinching the edge of the bath towel with her fingers: "Well, I want to change into my nightgown first."
Yu Xian childishly covered his head with the quilt and even his ears, but the sound of Xuezi changing clothes could still be heard through the gaps between her fingertips, scratching like the tips of grass.
He was hiding under the covers and laughing secretly.
"Are you ready?"
"Right away!" Yukiko Miyamoto said from the dressing chair.
"Okay!" After a while, Xuezi said.
Yu Xian's child stuck his head out and blinked.
Then I saw an incredible scene.
No way, she is actually putting on makeup?
Women who put on makeup before going to bed are incredible.
"Children, please help me apply powder." Miyamoto Yukiko suddenly said softly.
Yuxian walked away childishly.
Xuezi's pajamas were low-collared, and her swan-like slender neck was exposed. Yu Xianzhisheng stood behind her, picked up a powder puff, dipped it in scented powder, and applied it carefully, feeling calm.
