fall in love with dog roll

But what can I do?My boyfriend just wants to beautify himself according to my words, so what bad intentions can he have?

I silently glanced at the screen of the mobile phone, my face became an awl, and my eyes were the size of copper bells... Oh no, I firmly deny that this is me, this is another person.

I meditate in my heart.

What bad intentions does a boyfriend who only talks about rice ball stuffing have?

Well, sleep.

I casually said good night, and before I could get back, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

……

"Wu Zi, come quickly and eat the egg fried rice made by mother." At the dining table, a beautiful woman with black hair tied into a ponytail smiled softly.

"Oh—wait a minute, Wuzi is doing a puzzle." When I was almost five years old, I was still shaking my legs on the floor to do the puzzle.

Yingyi's father took off his suit and joined me on the floor, mockingly said, "Wuzi, you are so stupid."

I turned my head directly: "Mom—"

Ying Yi hurriedly said, "Wait...well, Wuzi is the smartest, okay?"

I covered my mouth and smiled, and Eiichi and his wife looked at each other amusedly.

At this time, it was the rising period of Yingyi's career, and the family was well off.

"Uko Kishibe, Eiichi Kishibe, are you guys not eating?" The woman sat at the dining table and glanced at them.

Yingyi rolled his eyes, and immediately sat down at the dining table: "Yingyi wants to eat! Wuzi doesn't eat!"

Of course I couldn't outrun this grown man, but I looked at my dad calmly, climbed up to the seat and sat down, and said, "Dad, come with chopsticks."

The family took turns to take the chopsticks, today I went to Eiichi.

Ying choked one by one, reluctantly got up amidst his wife's stifled laughter, and went to the kitchen to get chopsticks.

He offered it with both hands: "Here, Master Wuzi."

I said reservedly, "Thank you."

At night, I sleep on the bed, and my mother tells me stories by the bedside.

She spoke eloquently, with a gentle voice, like the moon outside the window, softly.

"...So, the prince kissed the princess, and Snow White woke up..."

I wondered: "Why? Isn't it poisoned?"

She smiled and said, "Because the kiss of true love can save everything."

Me: "Will I have one in the future?"

"Of course, Wuzi will have someone who loves you very much in the future."

"Will it transform?"

The woman laughed: "I'm afraid I won't transform."

I immediately revealed a disgusted face, "Then why does he love me with his plastic transformation device?"

The woman couldn't help laughing, and said after a while: "...When I think that Wuzi will get married in the future, my mother is really sad and happy."

I opened my eyes wide: "Don't be afraid of mom, Wuzi doesn't get married."

"Then what should I do when I meet someone I love so much?"

"Break up, break up immediately."

"Hahahahaha." The woman only acted as a child's words and was amused.

In the end, I was about to fall asleep in a daze. She twisted my quilt and said softly: "...If you meet, Wu Zi should hold on tightly, you know?"

I hummed vaguely, actually I don't know what "catch" is, it should be like a chase game, grab his head and don't let go.

Soon, the company encountered a big crisis, went bankrupt, and owed debts. The family quickly changed, and we moved to a small house.

The jigsaw puzzles were thrown away on the road. I watched from the car window, and the scattered puzzle pieces were scattered one by one beside the trash can.

I turned my head: "Dad, the puzzle is not finished."

You should put it together and throw it away. In this way, the puzzle will be very happy.

My dad hadn't shaved his beard for a few days, and he stroked my head: "It's okay, Wuzi, they will transform themselves, and they will do it themselves."

I believed it instantly.

In my new home, to be honest, nothing has changed in my opinion.

But mom gradually kept crying, yelling at dad about having no money.

I stood behind the door to watch, my mother was tired of yelling, and slammed the door away, leaving my father alone, he paused, and stretched out his hand to clean up the dishes.

He entered the kitchen with a plate and just passed me, I looked up at him: "Are you going to transform?"

Yingyi lowered his head, his eyes were bloodshot, but he still smiled at me: "What kind of Wuzi did you transform into?"

I said clearly: "Mom has changed, so you should change too."

In the end, everyone will change back, because on TV, becoming a Kamen Rider only lasts for a while.

He was silent for a moment, and rubbed my head with one free hand: "Daddy can't transform."

"If you don't transform, you will lose." I said seriously, "Hongo will lose if you don't reform and transform."

Meng Hongo is Kamen Rider No. 1.

"Wuzi..." Dad seemed to want to say something, and wanted to answer my stalks or stories as before, but the next second, he just sighed tiredly, "Go and play."

I stood at the door, watching the back of my father washing the dishes.I also felt that what I said was right, otherwise how would I fight against the "repair card"?

Shuka is Kamen Rider's nemesis, which is what I hate the most.

In my sleep, I was woken up, and my father and mother seemed to be arguing outside the door.

"Kishan Mingzi! Why are you begging for mercy!"

"That's your home! I should go! They should help us!"

"I have already left my family, you are like this...you are like this..."

"I can't even afford to eat! Yingyi, what do you care about? Don't talk about us, look at how many meals Wuzi has been hungry! Can't you let go of your self-esteem!"

"It's not a question of whether I can let go of my self-esteem! Once Wuzi returns to the family, if she is a boy, I won't say anything, but Wuzi is a girl, what do you want her to do in the future?! Can only be used as a commodity, Marriage!"

"That's because your family is too pedantic..."

I can't sleep, my stomach is growling, I just sit up, get dressed, and it's still snowing outside this winter.

It was quiet outside, I secretly opened a crack in the door, the light was already off, Dad was tired all day, quarreled again, went back to the room and fell asleep.

Mom stood in the dark, I thought she saw me, and turned it off, but it didn't.

She went back to the house, and I was about to open the door to go out to get water to drink, when my mother appeared again, so scared that I immediately closed the door.

She pulled the suitcase, without looking back, opened the door, snow drifted in, and quickly closed it.

I stared blankly at the door.

I know she's leaving and mom won't come back, I don't know why.

But what if you are hungry?

I opened the door and walked to the kitchen. I saw that there was no shortage of rice in the rice bag, and my mother didn't bring any rice.

You must be hungry.Wuzi was very hungry.

After thinking about it, I dragged the heavy bag of rice to the door, stepped on my feet, barely reached the lock, and opened the door.

The next moment, snowflakes came in, and there was still a biting wind. I bent down to drag the rice bag out, and my bicycle brought from my old home was parked at the door.

Not two wheels, because the rear wheel has a small wheel on each side.

I put the rice bag on the back seat and pat.

The front seat was covered in snow, but as soon as I brushed it off it was gone.

At night, the sky is dark and low, with snowflakes everywhere, and the vast expanse of whiteness.

I rode up with confidence and pedaled... I didn't pedal, the pedal didn't move at all.

I stepped on it a few times in dissatisfaction, but didn't move.

But I didn't give up, I kept stepping on.

The rice bag behind me, because the opening was not tied properly, the white rice grains flowed down like a small waterfall and melted into the snow.

I pedaled for a while, and finally moved, although it was a bit laborious.

The wheels turned, leaving car marks on the snow, and my exhaled breath turned into white mist.

I still have in my mind the train station where we came here, and I thought my mother went there.

The little bike was very slow at first, but then it got faster and faster.

I pedaled faster and faster, the bicycle creaked in the snow, and the snowflakes kept drifting towards me, but the surrounding area was huge, open, and the snow was quiet.

I was the only one, faster and faster, the snowflakes were icy and cold, the surrounding scenes flashed by, and I couldn't help laughing when I tasted the fun.

In a trance, I seem to have transformed, maybe there is a Shuka waiting for me to defeat in front of me.

There was a traffic light in front of me, I stopped and waited slowly, humming a song, I didn't feel anything about my face and hands that were red from the cold.

There is no one, the colorful lights shine on the white ground, and the brims of the traffic lights are covered with snow.

I was bored to pick up snowflakes, and when I thought of something, I turned around.

The rice bags were almost shriveled.

.

As soon as Ying falls asleep, she wakes up when she hears something in the next second.

He loved his wife very much, he was sure.But he did go bankrupt and failed. He couldn't stop, and he wouldn't stop his wife from leaving him.

Yingyi tossed and turned, still got up, and with a little fluke, turned on the light in the living room.

The gatehouse was wide open, and snowflakes kept drifting in.

He realized something and hurried into his daughter's room, which was empty.

Without a car, the car would have been sold long ago.There is no bicycle, only my daughter's bicycle was brought back.

Yingyi's heart was pounding.

What should he do if Wu Zi is not there.When Yingyi saw that the old children's bicycle was not there, he was almost in a daze.

Until I saw the car marks on the snow that I hadn't had time to cover up, and the rice grains that I couldn't see clearly until I looked carefully.

.

"Wuzi!" Yingyi rushed along the rice grains. It wasn't very far, but he felt like he had run for a long time.

Under the traffic lights, his daughter leaned against the pole, and she was the most familiar dejected look. She was like this when she couldn't put together a puzzle before.

The child's black hair was covered with a layer of white snow, the bicycle was parked at her feet, and there was also a thin layer of snow on the seat.

He hurried over, knelt down, and brushed the snow off his daughter's head. Her eyes were half-closed as if she was about to fall asleep, but when she saw him coming, her eyes widened again.

Fortunately, nothing happened.

Yingyi hugged her: "Why did you come out by yourself, do you know how worried Dad is?"

Wuzi mumbled, "Bring mommy a full stomach."

He let go, and there was only a little rice bag left in Wuzi's arms.

"I'm sorry, Dad." She looked like she was about to cry, her face was red from the cold, and her eyes were also red.

Ying Yi hurriedly said: "It's okay, Mom won't be hungry. She doesn't need it so she doesn't take it."

Wu Zi sobbed: "Really?"

"Really." Yingyi picked her up and picked up the bicycle beside him, "Let's go home, Wuzi."

It was still snowing.

Wuzi lay on Yingyi's shoulder, saw him panting heavily, and asked, "Dad, what did you do?"

Yingyi stepped on the snow: "Dad is running."

Wu Zi tilted his head: "Is running good?"

"Very good, Wu Zi will run more in the future."

"Yeah, you have to surpass others!"

Ying Yi laughed, her daughter was always eager to win in strange places.

In the quiet snow field, along the rice grains, there is only one house with lights on in the distance, and that is Ying Yi's house that did not turn off the lights in a hurry.

In the silence, only the sound of him stepping on the snow.

Wuzi's voice suddenly sounded beside his ears: "Father, I feel like I just transformed."

"Is it?"

"Well, I was very happy at that time," Wuzi rubbed his chin, and looked at the street lamp with his round face, "so, mom was also very happy. Dad, you should change soon too."

After a while, his answer came in the wind: "Actually, Dad has changed just now."

"Happy now."

……

The sun came in, I opened my eyes, got up in a daze, took my mobile phone, and the screen was still on the good night message from Mr. Goujuan.

After I washed up, my dad was still sitting in the living room watching my CD.

When I saw it, it was fine, without a belt.

Yesterday's Kishibe Rie, should be Kishibe Mingzi's younger sister.I hesitated, after all, I had never met the relatives of Mingzi Anbian, and I almost forgot the face of Mingzi Anbian.

It was too small when we parted, and I only vaguely remembered a figure.

All feelings are gone.There is only sustenance to the word "mother".

I poured a glass of milk, and suddenly I heard my father say, "Wuzi, although you may not know it, let me say it again. Aunt Li Mu, she made a marriage contract for you without authorization, and my father has already settled it."

I hummed.

"Don't worry, no matter what they do in private, they won't be able to pass Dad's level in the end."

I looked at him, and my dad smiled very naively.

I said coldly, "The toothpaste is still on my mouth."

"Eh?!"