My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

The middle-aged man sighed and suddenly lifted his spirits: "Um, what should I say, Um, are you... with Dahe, that? Are you in a relationship?"

Biqigu thought for a moment, and then took a sip of smoothie: "No, we are good friends... If you must say something, partner, or-family?"

"……is it?"

The man trembled like an electric shock when he heard "family", and went silent.

"Don't worry... there is no bad boy pestering your daughter, she is very strong."

"That's right!"

Dahe's father narrowed his eyes into a line and smiled reluctantly, but the unconcealable wrinkles beside his eyes looked lonely.

"What about me... It's impossible to divorce her mother. It's irretrievable with her mother... Then I had a good encounter in this area, so I remarried."

The young man nodded and listened silently.

"But the newly married wife was too young to get along well with Dahe, so various misunderstandings were entangled, and the relationship became worse afterwards, and I had to choose to leave one of them. So Dahe..."

He looked very regretful.

"In winter, it was snowing outside. Dahe was crying and quarreling as usual, and Xiang Xi—that is, the remarried wife lost something and caused her nosebleeds to come out... I was also a little impatient He said a bit too much. Then, suddenly, the daughter's face became expressionless, and then... she was gone."

The boy irritably ordered another strawberry sundae.

"That costume...yes, I still remember that lavender-colored cashmere sweater with a ribbon on the waist. I obviously wanted to catch it but didn't catch it. I obviously wanted to catch her tied up hair. Caught—Dahe ran away from home."

"Never come back."

Yahata glanced at the phone, and then continued to listen to the other party's sensationalism.

"...I have already decided that I will live with Dahe. After all, it's a father and a daughter... I love her, and I won't go to other women for the time being—"

"Then your wife?"

"Already blown..."

Everyone blows it up for you, what do you want?Bad man!

"Our feelings..."

"French or Russian?"

He was interrupted coldly. He raised his head in astonishment and looked at this low-profile high school student. He looked at his finger with a smile but a smile on the finger that used to wear a wedding ring: "I'm saying, the new fiancée is from France. Is it a Russian?"

Mr. Aizaka panicked for a second, then calmed down again: "Um...I'm serious, I'm real--"

"On a business trip in Hokkaido? Where is the specialty of Hokkaido Matryoshka?"

Blinky is like looking at an idiot: "Your watch, sir, you still need to adjust the time on that famous watch."

Mr. Aizaka's expression changed, and he subconsciously covered his wrist.

"There are a few large denominations of euros in the wallet. I don't know where in Hokkaido needs to be paid in euros. Of course, the most important thing is the skin that has only darkened recently, probably tanned by the European sun. Is it Italy or France? ? Honeymoon with my fiancée by the Mediterranean? Then went to Moscow again?"

The rhythm of the conversation has been completely mastered by another person.

The boy looked at him with interest: "Relax, Mr. Aizaka, this morning you had a terrible breakfast and a cup of clear coffee by yourself-you want to smoke today's first cigarette, but on every occasion. Smoking is not allowed, sit down."

The man who stood up in shock sat down slowly.

"Japanese people usually apply for a three-month holiday from the company before they get married. Isn't your newlyweds reluctant to come to Japan? Do you want to show Dahe a little of your poor fatherly love before the wedding date?"

Mr. Aizaka... prepared to escape in fear.

Are high school students now so scary?

Obviously it's just a blind eye!

"You still feel so hot at this time, that you have been wiping sweat. It only means that you have just returned from a place with low temperature... But since it is so hot, why do you keep wearing a scarf?"

Hachiman stood up, leaned down and stared at the blue scarf, and the corners of his lips bloomed with a smile that a man knew: "Is it...hickey? Western women are really unrestrained..."

The middle-aged man laughed awkwardly: "Ahaha...nothing like that..."

His sophistry was interrupted mercilessly again.

"Lucia? Laura? Or Lisa?"

The brilliance that bloomed in the eyes of a dead fish made the heart palpitations of an experienced adult: "The letter'L' on the scarf, the French writing style is always so peculiar."

"this is me--"

"Shut up, I don't think a promiscuity person will have much affection for Dahe or a daughter who doesn't meet very often."

…………

Soothing music is still playing in the store.

The young man sat there alone and there was no one on the opposite side.

It is hard to imagine that an adult man would run away from a student in a few words.

"It was the same last time."

Shinalari was wearing the uniform of the clerk, and sat beside him silently, with a cloud of gloom over her usually cheerful face.

"He only thought of Dahe after quarreling with his newlyweds! But in the end, he abandoned Dahe again after reconciling with his wife."

"Daughter is just a tool to soothe the soul temporarily-an interesting and fresh statement."

Minari didn't care what he was talking about, she just sighed very lowly: "When I learned about this kind of thing, I quarreled with that guy's company, and guess what he said?"

"What do you say, "The relationship between father and daughter is constantly cut, but the relationship between men and women will be cut off. Therefore, it is the side of the relationship between men and women that needs to be maintained'...Such ass!

Why does she blame herself so low?

Because the last time they brought together their father and daughter, it was Minari herself.

"We can't help being a tool used by others, whether it's well-intentioned or malicious."

Dahe is a tool for her bastard father to find solace when he is lonely, and throw it away after using it. Shinai Li's kindness and kindness are also used by him...

"What about me... Because of family reasons, I actually value family affection very seriously."

The cheerful girl who was almost crazy squinted: "Actually, Xiao Cai and I have the same mother..."

"I see it."