Dress up as Dior sister and awaken your substitute at the beginning

Mia turned her head and looked at the golden pig she raised with a critical eye.

"Okay."

She didn't say no, but she seemed to have said it.

Hearing this, Dio's pupils trembled and his face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

The boss tried to smooth things over awkwardly: "Miss, a boy in his growth period looks different every day. I believe your boyfriend will grow into an outstanding man soon."

Mia suppressed her smile and said seriously: "Thank you for your blessing, but we are here to take a breakup photo today."

The boss's expression was dull: "This... you have quite a sense of ceremony."

Dio's face was full of anger, and he asked loudly, and there was a hint of grievance when he listened closely: "You think I'm short? Before you say that, can you look at your short legs that are worse than a hippopotamus?!"

"Sorry." Mia covered her little heart and pretended to be coy, "People like blond sweethearts who are 1.9 meters tall, muscular, big-breasted, and macho."

With his hands shaking, Dio raised his voice: "I will grow taller in the future!"

"Yes, yes..." Mia ignored Dior's dark face and pulled him in front of the camera, "Dear ex-boyfriend, come and take pictures!"

On the ground, the clerk has already placed the boxes for the feet. After some hesitation, Dio gritted his teeth and was about to stand up.

"Get out of the way."

Mia squeezed Dio away and jumped onto the box.

Relying on the plug-in, Mia was suddenly taller than Dior. She patted Dio's head and laughed arrogantly.

Dio's eyes widened, full of questions.

The corner of the boss's mouth twitched: "Miss, you will be taller than the previous... uh, this gentleman."

"It doesn't matter, he said the posture is up to me." Mia smiled slyly like a fox, bent slightly, hugged Dior's neck, and pressed against his left ear with three moles, "right, my sweetheart ?”

The light fragrance wafted, the girl's warm breath fell on his ears, and a numbing current flowed along the nerves. Crimson crept up to his left ear and quickly spread to his cheeks and neck. Dio trembled and hummed vaguely.

"My dear, you are so kind." Mia smiled with her eyebrows crescent, pursed her pink lips, and pressed a sweet kiss to his face.

The blush deepened, and Dio reminded in an inaudible voice: "I am not your boyfriend."

"Of course I know, it's her ex-boyfriend." Mia raised a smile as energetic as a sunflower and hugged Dior's shoulders, "Come on, smile!"

click-

The boss pressed the shutter to capture this moment and save it forever.

Today's camera technology is not very advanced. It takes more than ten seconds of exposure to take a clear photo. Mia's face froze with laughter. However, when she thought that she was taller than Dior in the photo, she felt that she could laugh for another ten hours.

After making an appointment with the boss to pick up the photos, Mia and Dior left.

London's traffic congestion problem is very serious. If the road is not far, people generally choose to walk.

Walking home slowly, Mia took Dior's hand and rubbed the thin callus on it: "You have to put the photo in your pocket watch when the time comes, so you can see me every day, hehe."

Dior hesitated for a long time, then whispered: "Do you really like the one who is 1.9 meters tall?"

"Huh?" Mia blinked her big dumb eyes, but she didn't expect that Dio would still remember this episode, "I like it. But I won't leave with anyone, don't be afraid."

Holding Mia's hand tightly, Dio's expression changed unpredictably.

Not understanding what Dio was thinking, Mia kept trying to talk to him, but she only received a few perfunctory "hmm"s.

The two walked back home and saw Daisy and Jim standing in front of the house chatting.

Jim's body was covered in soot, as black as a ball of carbon. Daisy didn't mind the ashes on her brother's body. Her little white hands held the corners of his clothes dependently, and she was happily talking to him.

Rolling her eyes, Mia shook Dio's arm: "Why were you so nice to Daisy this morning?"

"Her family is actually quite difficult."

Dio sighed.

"Her father drank too much every day, and would beat his wife and children when he didn't drink. For wine money, he sold his son to the foreman of a chimney sweep, and later wanted to sell his daughter as well."

Chimney sweeps, a dangerous and health-hazardous job - London's chimneys are so narrow and winding that only children can pass through them. In that dark and cramped environment, children are not only at risk of getting lost, trapped, and burned, but they are also likely to get cancer.

Often only families that are so poor that they have no other options will let their children engage in this kind of work. And Jim's father actually sold his children just for drinking money.

Looking at it this way, they seem pitiful.

but……

Mia asked: "Did you hit your head? Suddenly have compassion?"

"Of course not." Dio chuckled and touched Mia's head, "This kind of story with no new ideas is so boring that it is not even qualified to be used as toilet paper. How can I sympathize with them?"

"then you?"

"Don't tell you."

"Oh~ I understand."

"You understand again?"

"Don't you like Sister Yu? Why did you change the taste?"

"I don't like both, okay?!" Dio was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, angrily pushing Mia home, "Stupid monkey, go home and change into cheap clothes!"

Mia's head was full of questions: "What clothes are you changing? Didn't you just come back?"

"Didn't I tell you? We're going to the zoo tonight!"

"what???"

No way?

Do we really want to duel with orangutans? !

Mia's pupils were shaking, and she had a bad feeling.