Every time I go home my wife is in a different world

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It's still the old practice. Let me explain briefly.

The CP of this article is Ms. Rimbaud and Mr. Mori. It mainly uses the stalk of "Mr. and Mrs. Smith", but the background has been slightly adjusted. Even if you haven't read the previous article, it will not affect it. Just treat it as an independent worldview.

The main adjustments are as follows:

The cast list in Ms. Rimbaud's hands has been taken away by the author. Here is a French professor who became a good man after having a son in Leibo Street. Father Baudelaire is still here, and we also have big bosses to support us. of.

The script in Mr. Mori's hands is a simplified version of castration. This guy has too much information and can't play happily.

Because the author is a slumber at home and has never stepped out of the country, so it is inevitable that there will be some mistakes in the description, please tell me!

In addition:

In response to the national call, any content that is not conducive to the physical and mental development of minors will not appear. If you think there is a problem, please leave a message to remind me to make changes.

最后:

Children who have read the pirated articles, I can’t say anything about you, after all, I can’t understand the reasons for your financial distress... After reading the pirated articles, please give me 2 points under my free chapter and blow a rainbow fart Coax me.

What can I do, you are also my readers, I can't just cry and forgive you...

Highlights of this chapter:

joke of the year -

Professor Rimbaud from the perspective of passers-by:

Pretty!

elegant!

mild!

intellectual!

Dr. Sen from the perspective of passers-by:

Sven!

gentleman!

humble!

Kind!

感谢小天使加和2019-11-2012:07:27砸得地雷。

"As you can see, Miss Rimbaud. I have retired for several years and currently run a small clinic that is not very successful. Although I am unmarried, I have a daughter under my knees. Ah~Alice Sauce~It is so cute that I don’t feel it when I put it in my eyes. It hurts...right?"

The black-haired man was wearing a white coat that doctors often wear, sitting by the window and waving his arms trying to describe. There were still a few stubbles on his cheeks that hadn't been cleaned up. Only then did he move the topic away from his cutest "daughter" in the world.

The lady with exquisite makeup on the opposite side took a sip of coffee, lifted the monocle clipped on the frame of her right eye, and moved gracefully.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Mori. I lived in the island country a few years ago, and I was married to a Mr. Zhongyuan for less than half a year. At that time, the war was just over, and my husband died due to a bullet in the street, leaving only one dog and son under his knees. Now he is ten years old. age."

She drooped her eyelashes slightly, looking weak and helpless, and her face was full of maternal brilliance when she raised her son.An old man with white beard and hair coughed hard on the laptop that was synchronizing the video not far from her, and the lady immediately softened her tone: "Mr. Zhongye was born by his first husband and his first wife. Since I can accept such a bloodless It cannot be said that treating other people’s daughters as if they are their own children, but it will never be lower than the bottom line that an adult should treat a cub.”

This is also a very honest truth.

The elder sitting next to the man looked relieved, no matter how he looked at it, he thought it was appropriate, and couldn't help but kicked the student's stool again—you give me almost a little, if this continues, the old friend will be completely offended by you!

The man who was sold out by the teacher eager to clear the warehouse sighed pitifully: "Well, miss, I am not the kind of unreasonable and rude person. If you want, it doesn't matter whether you have a surname or your son's education. You don't know how to point fingers, even if you work casually... By the way, what kind of work do you do?"

The lady took another sip of her coffee and smiled softly: "I am a professor of French at the National University of Foreign Studies, barely supporting my family. Mr. Bibesen has his own independent business."

"I still have a property under my name for living near the school. If possible, I plan to stay in Tokyo and don't want to move to Yokohama for the time being. I hope you understand."

The man raised his finger and knocked on the table, then raised his face and smiled harmlessly: "No, I have no objection at all. Miss Rimbaud can live as she likes at any time, and she can do it again next time." Would you like to drink coffee together?" The old man with distinctive hair color beside him let out a long breath, and the frustrated disciple finally nodded, and then he looked at the other party with burning eyes.

The old man in the video coughed twice again, and the long-haired lady's meticulously groomed black hair trembled slightly, and she showed a little shyness: "Of course, I'm happy."

"Ahahahahaha, that's fine, then I, a bad old man, won't hinder you young people from chatting. I'll go first and I'll go first. If this guy makes you unhappy, just tell me, and I'll take care of him for you! "The old man with three hair colors stood up holding his cane and wanted to leave. The two young people who were still sitting hurriedly stood up and watched him go.

There is no other reason, this troublesome man who always dragged him to the police station to write a letter of guarantee finally found his next family, and from now on, the matter of restraint and bail can be delegated to his wife who is on a blind date. The face is reprimanded by the police with the eyes of "misleading the children"!

The old man in the synchronous video was also very happy. He babbled in an unintelligible language as if he was telling his daughter in a foreign land——Baudelaire felt that he was getting old, and if he finally married off his adopted daughter, there would be someone in the future. Worrying about her life for him, the old man finally doesn't have to worry about whether his daughter blows up the kitchen again or shoots the wrong target across the Eurasian continent and the Japanese Strait...

There is no way, Asians all look similar, and it is human nature to admit mistakes.Of course, the same is true for Europeans in the eyes of Asians, so don't dislike anyone.

It's not that these old people have rigid thinking and insist on embarrassing their children, it's really...every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite.In order to successfully sell the goods in their hands, the two "great sages" coincidentally concealed their children's other occupations and some trivial problems... Well, in short, whether it is a doctor, a professor, or an information dealer It sounds like a good match with free killer, so don't care about those small details that are not worth mentioning~

The video was turned off, leaving only two people at the table.

Mori Ogai stared at the lady's drooping long hair for a while, and suddenly laughed: "Speaking of which, Alice-chan will always stay with me in Yokohama, so I won't cause you extra trouble in taking care of the child."

Rimbaud raised the corner of his mouth: "You are so considerate. Zhong is also a good boy. He will be happy to have another sister."

Both of them had almost identical business smiles on their faces simultaneously.

It seems that they are very satisfied with the first impression of the blind date.

Rimbaud had seen this man before, but because of the special circumstances at that time, he had probably forgotten about it.

That was two years ago, she took her children and fled from the scene of the explosion on Leibo Street, and found a daily rented house in the red light district for safety.The good news is that Nakaya has no wounds on her body and is very emotionally stable. The bad news is that her whole body, especially her unshielded hands, face, and neck, have been cut with countless wounds by the shock waves caused by his power explosion.

On the worst day of her life she got the best gift, a baby.

It's as if God gave her a special charity in order to make up for it.

For this child, she couldn't die, and she didn't dare to die, so she had to find a way to heal herself to prevent the wound from getting worse.

She couldn't go to a normal hospital, and it was difficult for a general clinic to explain the source of the wound. She could only target those underground medical stations hidden in the dark streets.Due to the serious injury before, she was temporarily unable to open the subspace to enter and exit other people's medicine warehouses at will, so she could only pretend to be an injured passerby and lay down at the door of any black doctor's clinic, pretending to be pitiful and waiting for an opportunity.

She remembered that it was a day in late summer, with light rain and cold weather.The black-haired man came back in a hurry under an umbrella, his purple eyes were covered with rippling raindrops, as if he could see through everything, or he didn't see anything.The man walked over with a blank expression, closed the umbrella and leaned against the door to open the door to enter the house. After a while, he opened the ventilation window and threw out a tightly sealed plastic bag.

It has everything she needs in it.As big as antibiotic suture needles, as small as bandage gauze strips, and some antipyretic injections.

And that umbrella is also reserved for her.

Rimbaud didn't know whether he was out of pity or for other purposes, at least at this moment, only this man offered her a helping hand for free, and he was the only one who had no intention of calling the police.

So when she walked into the coffee shop and took a seat, she saw Dr. Sen in a white coat sitting across from her, and she had already made up her mind about this blind date tea party.

Will definitely agree.

One is that this person has helped her before, and the other is that the adoptive father's physical condition is deteriorating as he gets older, and finding a suitable person to marry can also save him from worrying about recuperating.In the end, the stinky dean in the department was very annoying, so he just nodded and found someone to marry him off, so that he would have a reason to reject those men who didn't want to associate with him in the future.

Moreover, Zhong Ye grew bigger and bigger, and he needed a father, even if it was only in name.

For Mori Ogai, a wife is not a must for him, what he loves deeply is the city of Yokohama.But because of a small personal hobby, he was always called to the police by passers-by for no reason. At this time, the disadvantages of being in a foreign land appeared-he always had to trouble his teacher Natsume Soseki to go to the police station to release him on bail.

This is... There is really no way, Alice-chan is really cute, I can't hold it back.

The reason why he nodded in agreement this time is entirely because this Miss Rimbaud is very beautiful, very beautiful, beautiful beyond his imagination, so beautiful that it is worth buying it at a high price and putting it in the room to admire.

——In a whisper, it would be even better if time could bring her back to before she was 12 years old.

Miss Rimbaud is also very independent, not the kind of dodder that must depend on her husband to survive.She offered to continue to live in Tokyo after marriage, so that no matter what he did in Yokohama, he could hide it perfectly and not worry about the secret being leaked.

Another point is that the old man who accompanied her on a blind date through video is a friend of the teacher.According to Mr. Natsume's "Diamond Theory", this gray-haired old man must also be a big boss.Although I don't know the true face of Mount Lu at the moment, it is always necessary to invest in advance, and the adopted daughter who married him will provide for him far away, maybe there will be something that can be used at any time.

To be honest, Miss Rimbaud has a job, a house and a son, so she doesn't need him to support her at all.

It's nothing more than spending a little effort to coax her, that's all.

That's all.

Both parties on the blind date silently agreed to this marriage from the bottom of their hearts, and the subsequent procedures went very smoothly.After drinking coffee, Mr. Sen asked the waiter to pay the bill, stood up quite gentlemanly and stretched out his hand so that Miss Rimbaud could hold his arm, and finally helped her push the stool away very courteously.

Full Eleven is very much looking forward to the next appointment to get to know each other better.

Miss Rimbaud wore a well-tailored off-white dress with a light coffee-colored long trench coat. The softer color softened her sense of aloofness, making her look very gentle and smooth.Seriously, she's so beautiful and aggressive, changing into a costume with a red lip, she looks like a yakuza cadre instead of a university professor.Fortunately, the flat glasses and clothing helped her cover up this, at least now she looks like a more IKEA image.

The two left the coffee shop one after another. The man walked in front and helped the lady open the heavy glass door. He saw a flower shop next to him and went in to buy a bouquet of white roses wrapped in beautiful cardboard.

——It would be a little frivolous to give red roses for the first time. This man is meticulous in handling other people's emotions.

He stretched out his arms, and the lady lowered her head and blushed, took the rose in her arms, and walked side by side with him, holding the man's arm.

Neither of them were teenagers, so naturally they didn't like to follow any fashions. They walked along the scenic road under the cherry blossom trees, and after walking for a while, they changed their communication numbers and separated to do their own business. thing.

Dr. Sen said that he recently wanted to find an investment direction to inject funds into the clinic. He had to rush back to Yokohama to watch this matter. Professor Lan Bo also said that the new semester needs to re-draw the teaching plan for teaching plan preparation-the adult world is either work or work. It was only during the busy schedule that we could find time to make the trip, so we just said goodbye to each other with a smile on our faces, and turned our backs to each other.