The corridor outside the Haneda apartment,
Akane Haneda, wearing a black suit and attack speed shoes, rubbed her shoulders and walked out of the elevator.
Recently, because my work has become much easier than before, my shoulders, which used to be so sore all year round that kept me awake in the middle of the night, have also been relieved a lot.
Therefore, her steps became lighter than before.
Her beautiful face, which already looked youthful, has become radiant recently, looking like a college student dressed with a more mature temperament.
Holding tonight's dishes in her hand, she walked to the door and was about to take the key to open the door, when her door opened from the inside with a "kacha" sound.
My daughter, who had already finished school, cautiously poked half of her face from behind the door and looked at him.
"Mom, I knew it was you when I heard these footsteps..." After confirming that the person standing in front of the door was indeed his mother, Haneda Qingxia opened the door wide and turned around to find something from the shoe cabinet. Mom's slippers are on the porch.
"Qingxia, mom has a key. You can't just open the door like this when you are alone at home. If you are a bad person, you will be in trouble..."
"oh..."
The girl nodded her head slightly and responded.
Akane Haneda looked at the daughter in front of her who was almost the same as her when she was young, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
Unconsciously, my daughter has grown so old. After taking the entrance exam in December this year, she will be a college student next year.
These years have really put this little guy through a lot of hardships...
"Qing Xia, mom bought shrimp tonight and will make you your favorite shrimp tempura later..."
"Great, thank you mom..."
She smiled and handed the dishes in her hands to her daughter, squatted down and began to unbutton her shoes.
It's just that she and her daughter are the same. After squatting down, they can't see their shoes. In addition, these shoes were recently purchased, so they can only operate them by groping with their fingers.
In daily life, things like tying shoelaces and unbuttoning shoelaces are done by fumbling.
"Mom, let me help you solve it..."
As a senior 'victim' of giant pandas, Haneda Kiyonatsu certainly knows her mother's distress.
The shoes she wears on weekdays are basically the same style. There are no shoelaces or shoe buckle types, so as to avoid wasting too much time in tying shoelaces because she is not familiar with new shoes.
Although she also tried to use her thighs to flatten the panda inward, her chest would hurt. After trying it twice, she would rather fumble with her shoelaces to tie it.
Later, because her shoelaces often came untied and her view was blocked by the giant panda, she rarely bought styles with shoelaces.
She knelt down and dexterously helped her mother unbuckle her shoe with her slender hands.
Recently, because she often does handicrafts at home, she feels that her fingers are much more flexible than before, and each finger has an independent mind.
"Thank you Qingxia..."
Akane Haneda patted her daughter's arm gently and walked into the house.
This spacious, bright and well-located apartment was nominally a 'company dormitory' arranged for her by the company.
But when she joined the company, she also asked other old store clerks a little circumstantially. Although the bookstore is a large chain company, it has never prepared dormitories for employees.
Even for the middle-aged uncle before her, the former store manager who had worked in the store for many years, the company had never prepared a 1dk free dormitory for him, let alone such a luxurious high-rise apartment...
Akane Haneda knew very well that this house was specially arranged by her daughter's junior classmate, that man. In addition, the over-the-top job with excellent salary and benefits was all arranged by him.
As for why that man did these things, Akane Haneda bit her lower lip lightly with a look of astonishment on her face...
His daughter must have been his target, and judging from the way her daughter gets confused and blushes whenever he mentions that man, someone has probably stolen her heart a long time ago...
And I might just be the 'dessert' that the man enjoyed while he was attacking his daughter...
The last time I came to my house for the first time, I took advantage of the drunkenness and Qingxia was still there, so I ate myself dry...
I just had to throw away two paper towels to wipe myself clean...
From my own point of view, this man must be a scumbag...
But his attitude, eyes, actions, and every move towards Qingxia are full of sincerity and care. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like he's cheating...
Or is it just because he looks so much like the Qingxia he likes that his emotions are out of control?
While she was thinking, she walked to the kitchen, picked up the apron on the wall and put it on...
"Mom, let me tie your apron for you..."
Suddenly, her daughter's soft voice came from behind, waking her up from deep thought: "Qing Xia? Why did you come into the kitchen? Isn't there a unified examination in December? Go study quickly, and let mom take care of the cooking. ..."
"It's okay, Mom, I haven't been lazy at all today. I can just help you cook and have a rest..."
The girl seemed a little embarrassed when she said that she was not lazy, and showed a shy smile.
"Well, you have grown up now. Mom believes in you..."
"Well, mom, let me help you peel the shrimp shells..."
"I'm sorry to bother you, Qingxia, I need to pull out the shrimp thread a little bit..."
"Whoa whoa..."
The kitchen of the new apartment is much larger than the previous one. Even if the mother and daughter are standing in it at the same time, it does not seem crowded at all, and there is still a passage for entry and exit.
Akane Haneda concentrated on handling the side dishes in her hands. Her long hair was tied into a ponytail, and the back of her head bounced as she moved. She looked like a young girl in a happy mood.
"Mom is so amazing. She doesn't look like she is thirty years old at all. She looks like my sister..."
Amada Qingxia, who was cleaning shrimps by the pool, inadvertently looked up and saw his mother's profile looking even more delicate and beautiful under the dim light of the setting sun outside the window, which made her, as a daughter, lose her mind for a moment...
"Haha, you are so glib, Qingxia, where did you learn these words..."
Akane Haneda smiled lightly and said without any blame in her tone.
"No...no glib words, it's really all mine...my sincere words..."
Haneda Kiyonatsu, who was rejected by her mother, explained anxiously that the shrimp she was holding in her hand was accidentally pinched in half by her.
"Okay, okay, mom knows... No, should I say that sister knows now?"
"Mom~"
The two mother and daughter looked at each other and smiled, and a warm atmosphere filled the kitchen.
Akane Haneda felt a little happy when she saw her daughter's serious look.
After all, she doesn't know about others, but she still knows her daughter's character clearly.
He would never say such compliments. Growing up, every time he told a lie, his face would turn red, as if he had made some huge mistake.
So what Qingxia said is very credible...
She subconsciously raised her hand and touched her cheek. There was a tender and smooth touch on her hand, not at all the rough feeling of ordinary middle-aged women.
"Maybe it's because she changed jobs recently and got rid of the scumbag. Qingxia has grown up and become more sensible, so her mood has become better, and her energy and skin have improved accordingly..."
"Well, Qingxia hopes that her mother will always be this young..."
The girl grinned, her clear eyes seemed to be shining with longing stars...
"Thank you Qingxia..."
Akane Haneda turned around and continued to deal with the vegetables in front of her. They were bought at a high price. During this period of time, Qingxia must be fully nourished...
She turned her head and looked at her daughter. Her thin face and neck, and her collarbone under the white shirt were clearly visible...
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No matter how you look at it, my daughter is on the thin side...
Only...
His eyes moved downwards, and his daughter's panda, which was almost the same as himself, was holding up the shirt, and there was still a stretched part between the buttons.
At this moment, looking in from the side where she was standing, she could just see a black lace dress...
Qingxia is the same as herself, she can't buy those cute styles of underwear...
The styles that can fit the size are basically this sexy and charming...
She knew very well that because her daughter inherited her figure, the two mothers and daughters had some common worries...
His emotional slowness and weak personality were also inherited from him...
But Qingxia's luck seems to be much better than hers...
"Qingxia, have you decided which university you want to attend?"
"Mom, I...I want to take the exam at Keio, what do you think?"
"Qingying? Although you are very good, why not just go to Tokyo University? With your results, Tokyo University should be a sure thing, right?"
"I...I want to study medicine. I'm not...not sure about Tokyo University's medical department..." The girl lowered her head slightly, but it was no longer as if she wanted to bury her head in the cafeteria.
"Well... after all, medicine is a popular subject... It's better to choose one that you are more confident about..."
Akane Haneda nodded slightly and agreed with her daughter's idea. After all, for her who only graduated from high school, her daughter knew more about getting into higher education...
"By the way, Zhong...Zhenyou-kun asked us to go to his house for dinner tomorrow. Do you want to go?"
Suddenly, she thought of the man who came to the bookstore specifically to 'give instructions'. After hesitating for a moment, she asked her daughter in a low voice.
"Tomorrow? I'm going to..."
Akane Haneda looked at her daughter, whose eyes were shaped like crescent moons after hearing that name, and she was overflowing with joy. She gently stroked her forehead, feeling a little troubled...
