My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

The unique dumb hair on the top of his head moved, as if it were an information collector. The chilling fisheye rolled around, and then a gentle smile appeared, and he reached out to the melancholy middle-aged man in front of him: " Hello, Aisaka...Uncle?"

This is a petite middle-aged man...

Forgive me for using the word "petite" to describe him-he can be said to be a small and exquisite body among men. At a glance, he is definitely Dahe's father.

There is no situation with the old king next door.

But that face is not very like a big river, with a broad forehead with a little round forehead, with a slightly familiar line outline.

The manicured fingernails, the whole hand glows moist like cream.

Biqigu looked at him strangely, because petite middle-aged men are really rare.

Hmm...probably a bit taller than Mr. Guo.

Very expensive jacket, it seems to be a European brand, from the pocket of the clothes you can see that it is right-handed.

Inside the jacket, you can see a shirt with a high collar. The shirt also seems to have been polished. At a glance, you can see that the workmanship is quite good.

There is a blue scarf wrapped around the slit between the neck and clothes-it is worth mentioning that this is not a men's scarf.

Because the powder on the top has a strong aroma, which woman should have given it, it looks very new, and I have only bought it for less than a month.

Rich people, well—not too annoying in terms of taste.

The slightly tanned brown skin matched the jacket well.

The other party stretched out his hand in a friendly manner and shook his hand: "Hello, it's Mr. Biqigu, right?"

Biqigu did not answer, but smiled: "Architect? Have a nice holiday?"

"what?"

The man obviously didn't react: "What?"

"Uncle Fengsaka, he should have just returned to China, right?"

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which made Dahe's father flustered inexplicably. He felt hot at first, but now a little sweat leaked from his forehead.

Mr. Aizaka took out the tissue on the table and wiped his sweat: "Ah...I went to Hokkaido recently and just came back."

The boy glanced at the watch with a crocodile leather strap on his wrist, and pulled at the corner of his mouth: "Then, you should know my purpose."

"...Ahhhhhhhh, understand, in short, my daughter won't come to see me, will she?"

"I can't help Dahe's wayward."

"I'm so sorry to be sent by Dahe, that, Mr. Biqigu, I actually froze her bank card because I wanted to meet Dahe, but she seems to be even more hated by her."

It turned out to be like this...

No wonder that guy is in such a bad mood that he doesn't want to talk to him.

Dead fish's eyelids smiled and said without a smile: "It's okay, really, when it comes to money, we actually don't care much."

"what?"

"In short, it's not bad money."

………………

Aizaka Dahe——Don’t say anything else, do you think Kawashima Ami will be short of money?

"... Mr. Biqigu, are you right?"

"..."

The blue veins on the forehead of the boy with no expression of joy and anger jumped.

moron!This is a dead fish eye!

I don’t know why Dahe’s father, who felt so stressed, was about to take out a cigarette, but Yawata stopped him.

"This shop is non-smoking."

"Really! Ah-ah, that's ah, it's also non-smoking here... Actually my daughter hates smoking too."

He sighed dejectedly, wiped his face dejectedly like a kitten, and put the cigarette away.

What a disgusting metaphor!

Please don't spoil the kitten anymore!

"A smoothie, watermelon flavor."

Biqigu looked at the man in front of him who was wiping sweat, his face became more and more indifferent, and the sigh in his heart became deeper and deeper: "Then what do you want?"

"Ah...this salmon bagel. Is there anything in it? Is there cheese? Ah, then I want this. I want more cheese, please."

In short, what should I say-in his eyes, Dahe's exterior is perfect and lovely.

It's a cute tiger in his palm.

But the smiling uncle in front of him was ostentatious and slick, his big eyes squirming.

It is a big mouse.

The two fell silent. In the weird silence, Biqigu held the last hope and stood up suddenly: "I'm going to buy something. Does Uncle Fengsaka have any change? I'm all in good shape."

Mr. Aizaka quickly took out his wallet, took out a little change to him, glanced inside than Qigu, his expression was colder, and finally recovered his calm, took it politely, and went outside to buy a few sticks. The lollipops were distributed to a few passing children, and then they took out their mobile phones to send messages to Kawashima Asia.

"No need to wake her up, no need."

He put the phone away, his indifferent expression made it more difficult to approach.

From the meeting to now, he has almost understood what kind of person Aisaka Dahe's father is.

Contacting some of the information Kushied Minori gave him, in fact, it can explain the problem.

When he returned to the restaurant, Dahe's father was picking up the cross on the table to observe in his hand, and then picked up the menu tossing over and over to see every corner.

"Then, let's get to the point. Dahe, are you angry? Haven't answered my call..."

Biqigu poured him a cup of coffee noncommittal.

"I want to see her very much. She doesn't even hear her voice now... Isn't she still very energetic? I want to see her, and there are important things to say."

In order to remarry, she left her in a high-end apartment without letting Dahe get in the way. Her father could still say this.