My Girlfriend Hiratsuka Shizuo

He gently lifted Xiaojing, took out his arm, and waited for a few minutes, waiting for the numbness to subside and regain consciousness. Qiandao Mingxin slowly sat up from the bed and leaned on the head of the bed.

The movements are skilled, natural and harmonious.

There is a little light outside the window, and the sun rises in the sky, illuminating this small but warm little room.

The bookshelf beside the bed is full of comics and game CDs, the desk opposite is strewn with various financial management books, the lazy chair in the corner is sunken from the middle, and the wires of the two gamepads are intertwined with each other and scattered on the ground...

Although the wind and snow drifted outside the window, the room was still warm as spring.

The air conditioner is always working hard.

This is Xiaojing's room. After blowing Xiaojing's hair yesterday, she slept here, she's used to it anyway.

It’s winter vacation now, so I don’t need to get up early. Qiandaoya closed three days ago. They were also put on vacation, at least not to use Thousand Island House until school started.

The day before yesterday and yesterday, Qiandao Mingxin took Xiaojing to Tokyo to play. This time, I had a good time, saw a lot of places, and ate a lot of delicious food...

He took out his phone from under the pillow. The wallpaper was the 'starry sky' pictured by Xiao Jing and him, and the time showed 31:[-] on December [-]st.

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and tonight is New Year's Eve.

"Mingxin~, I want to eat dumplings this morning~"

A lazy and charming voice sounded next to her. In fact, Xiaojing had already woken up. She woke up when Qiandao Mingxin sat up, but she didn't want to open her eyes, let alone get up.

In order to keep the temperature of the heart in the quilt, she closed the quilt, curled her body, and smelled the familiar and reassuring male scent. She was like a cat and moved like a cat, showing a more comfortable smile.

Putting down the phone and looking at Xiaojing through the weak light in the room, Qiandao Mingxin stretched out his hand, pinched Xiaojing's tender face, and said with a warm smile, "Xiaojing, we can't sleep late today, we are going to prepare the New Year's goods, Also cleaning, visiting the neighbors... Anyway, there is a lot going on today."

"Then I'll get up when you're done cooking~ I'll sleep for ten, no, three ten minutes~ hehehe~"

Xiaojing refused to solve it.

"Okay, then you sleep a little longer." Qiandao Mingxin's face was filled with a doting smile, he slightly pulled the quilt to get off the boat, covered it again, changed his pajamas, and put on the loose clothes at home.

click ~ click ~

When I stretched out, my whole body made a slight crackling sound, and I was refreshed.

"Sleep well, you have to get up later when I call you, or I will come up and call you in person."

To come up and call you in person means to use your hands soaked in cold water in winter to go directly into the bed and press on the warm body...

- Please imagine how you feel.

Anyway, after Xiaojing's encounter before, he fought with Qiandao Mingxin for a whole day of cold war.

Sure enough, hearing this sentence, Xiaojing shuddered, almost bounced off the bed, and opened her eyes instantly.

Angry - stare -! ~

"Hahaha, I'm going out. I want to eat some stuffing, sakura shrimp, or wagyu beef. Pork is also good..."

Qiandao Mingxin kept an unscrupulous smile and left the room, then closed the door.

The room fell into silence again, and the warmth in the quilt still existed. Xiaojing closed the quilt again, and the enjoyment with a smile came from her boyfriend's pampering.

She has to enjoy this life for a lifetime.

After breakfast, Qiandao Mingxin and Xiaojing changed into thick clothes and went out. In the company of Snowflakes, they swept a large number of New Year's goods, bought a lot of gift boxes, and gave them to every household along the street, and received many gifts in return.

After cleaning, from the table and bench to the bed cabinet, from the floor gap to the ceiling, from the backyard of the house to the top attic, before and after... The last two people were busy from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, and the whole house looked brand new. .

The two took a hot bath, changed their dirty clothes, and drank tea together.

"Ming Xin, Dad called and wanted us to go back and celebrate the New Year together." Xiao Jing said suddenly, holding a teacup, the tea was fragrant.

In front of you is a delicious glutinous rice cake that is freshly baked, snow-white, and steaming, like a white world outside.

Chiba is snow-white now. There was a heavy snowfall last night, and it seems to be welcoming the new year. Stepping out the door in the morning, the deepest part of the uncleaned snow can drown your ankles.

It's beautiful, beautiful, and it didn't cause any suffering. This year's Chiba has indeed suffered many disasters, but now it will soon pass.

Qiandao Mingxin said in doubt: "I know this, haven't I already said it?"

A week ago, my uncle and aunt called to ask them to go back for the Chinese New Year, on the grounds that the family should get together to welcome the new year.

Xiaojing picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake and put it in her mouth, took another sip of tea, and smiled playfully: "But I refused."

"……What happened?"

"No, I just refuse to go back today." Xiaojing blushed and explained with a smile: "I'm going to go back tomorrow, I think... our first New Year's Eve together... We'll spend it alone and go home tomorrow. ."

"is it okay?"

Xiaojing asked expectantly, with a hint of apprehension and rich happiness, her smart eyes watching Qiandao Mingxin lovingly.

Qiandao Mingxin's face turned slightly red when he was seen, he coughed, and said with a smile: "Of course, it's better to say... I can't ask for it, haha."

He took a sip of tea, picked up the cakes, felt the sweetness of happiness after bitterness slowly dissipated, and couldn't stop smiling happily...

He and Xiaojing looked at each other, looked at each other, looked at each other, their eyes slowly narrowed, and then they laughed together.

"Hahaha……"

I can't say exactly how happy I am, but I am happy anyway.

…………

ps: Mengxin asks for tickets! (hope……)

Chapter 205 Chapter 190 Chapter Three (Middle Chapter) (End [-])

After drinking the tea, Qiandao Mingxin went to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner for the evening, and Xiaojing also came to help.In the small room, under the warm light, the two figures staggered from time to time, with happy smiles.

Before New Year's Eve, Qiandao Mingxin re-arranged the shrine, lit incense candles, and prepared sumptuous food—Xiao Jing also quietly said something to the shrine, like seeing his parents' daughter-in-law for the first time.

So far, the 'first attainments' has been carried out.

Xiaojing re-arranged the kotatsu in the activity room, plugged in the electric heater to preheat, set up the TV, and then went to the meal prepared by Qiandao Mingxin.

Neon people call December 12st the "big dark day", which is New Year's Eve.On the night of New Year's Eve, the neon people call it "Christian Eve". During the Eve, they pray to the gods for TOEFL, send off the troubled old year and usher in a beautiful new year, which is called "chuyi".

Just as the Chinese eat dumplings in the north and rice cakes in the south on New Year's Eve, the Neon people have the custom of eating "New Year's Buckwheat Noodles" on the night of December 12st.

"Nian Yue" means "crossing the New Year".

Eating soba noodles is the official New Year's Eve.As written in the article "A Bowl of Soba Noodles in Clear Soup", "On this day at the end of each year, the people of Hokkaido go to a noodle restaurant to eat a bowl of soba noodles, which is considered a holiday."

Eating 'buckwheat noodles' on the evening of New Year's Eve is said to have three meanings. The first is that the buckwheat noodles are long, which means 'longevity' and 'permanence'.Second, soba noodles are easy to cut, so it also means 'a year's hard work is easily cut off'.Third, the neon pronunciation of 'soba' for "soba" is the same as the pronunciation of 'beside', which means 'the whole family is around'.

At that time, poor families could not grind buckwheat flour before they went to the noodle shop to eat, but the custom of eating buckwheat noodles during the Chinese New Year has continued.

According to custom, Qiandao Mingxin naturally cooked soba noodles for himself and Xiaojing. It was still in clear soup. The thin noodles were immersed in the soy sauce clear soup, and the surface was dotted with a few chopped green onions and a little oil.

In addition to soba noodles, Chishima Mingxin is allowed to develop freely.

Qiandao Mingxin bought a copper pot, bought fresh mutton, and made a hot pot with clear soup. In the cold winter, there is nothing better than a mutton hot pot. If there is one, then two.

In addition, there are sashimi and sushi, using blue crucian carp tuna; tempura, both plain and muddy; squirrel mandarin fish... All kinds of dishes are put on the table, and the portion is full, and it is appetizing.

This is the first year that Qiandao Ming has spent since he came to Neon. It is very meaningful, and more importantly, it is still a New Year with the person he likes.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I can't help but want to eat quickly." Xiaojing was wearing a New Year's auspicious costume, the pink one with the cherry blossom pattern was very beautiful, and the black one was tied into a bright ponytail behind her, and she was sitting comfortably. The kotatsu waved to Qiandao Mingxin.

The charcoal fire in the copper pot has been ignited, and the surrounding water has made a gurgling sound.

Qiandao Mingxin finally took out a few bottles of good sake that his uncle sent to the table, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to drink?"

Xiaojing said as a matter of course: "Of course I drink it, today is a big day, and wine is a must..."

When she said this, her face was a little red and she was a little shy, but in the steam, Qiandao Mingxin didn't find it - even if she did, she wouldn't think about it. , is used to it.

"Then let's have a drink."

Qiandao Mingxin also retracted into the kotatsu and leaned against Xiao Jing—perhaps it was more convenient to face each other, but they were still willing to lean together—to take out two small white porcelain cups and poured sake.

He handed one of the cups to Xiaojing, then picked up a plate of marinated mutton and poured it all into the copper pot. The boiling copper pot calmed down immediately, and quickly curled up as the mutton changed color, and boiling bubbles appeared again.

There is more meat in the air.

Qiandao Mingxin picked up the wine glass, looked at Xiaojing and smiled: "Xiaojing, happy new year."

This year, he came to this world, got rid of the system in this world, got a third life, and met the most important person in this life, Xiao Jing.

Qiandao Mingxin felt that he was happy, lucky, very happy, very happy.

Xiaojing picked up the cup, touched it, and smiled perfectly.

"Happy New Year."

I didn't say much, the tacit understanding has long been run-in in time, no amount of words can compare to companionship, or that he and her together are the most profound love words.

Sake is mellow and sweet, with a hint of spicy, but not spicy chicken. It has a different taste from white wine, and is somewhat similar to fruit wine. To sum up, it is delicious.

Putting their hands together, they said, "I'm starting." Qiandao Mingxin and Xiaojing stretched out their chopsticks to pick up the mutton, and put it into their mouths together with the sauce in the dishes.

"Wow~ delicious~"

The residual taste of sake and the mutton seem to have a chemical reaction, forming a more special and delicious experience that not only satisfies the palate but also the spirit.

The two of them shivered together, and then exhaled, their expressions changed to ~(￣▽￣～)~ like this.

The acquaintance smiled, Xiaojing leaned towards Qiandao Mingxin again, stretched out his chopsticks to pick up other dishes, all kinds of dishes were delicious...

"It's delicious, it's delicious, this one is delicious, this one is delicious, and this one, you can eat it too, Mingxin, it seems that your cooking skills have improved again..."

Xiaojing's chopsticks kept slicing through various dishes, her face turned red when she was eating, and her big eyes turned into bright moon buds with a smile.

Today Qiandao Mingxin used [-] points of skill to cook, and the ingredients are all top-notch, even if you don't add any ingredients, it is absolutely delicious.

As a chef, the expression of the guest is the best compliment, not to mention that this person is a lover.

Qiandao Mingxin ate the delicious food, and gave Xiaojing a piece of fish. The sound of fireworks sounded in the distance, the starry sky was bright, and white light lit up from time to time. Unfortunately, they were not in the mood to watch it. Different years, but with Xiaojing by his side, everything becomes irrelevant.

Looking at the time, Qiandao Mingxin turned on the TV at the right time and looked at the red and white song battle. It was the first time to watch it, and it felt very fresh.

"Red and White Songs" is a music program broadcast by the neon broadcasting association NHK every year since 1951. It is broadcast live on NHK's TV and radio channels at the same time to the whole country and the world.

The "red and white" in the program name comes from the concept of red and white confrontation in Japanese kendo, and the red and white of the red and white song battle is to divide female and male singers into two groups, red and white, and compete in the form of song competition.

This probably shows that Neon has been in a state of competition.