Menghuang girl struggles

"What did you say?" Ichijoji's father looked at the daughter in front of him in disbelief, who had not been home for a few hours.

The restaurant suddenly fell into an unbearable oppressive atmosphere.

"I'm sorry, Dad, Mom." Menghuang bit her lips, and when she raised her head again, her eyes were firm, "Please forgive me, I decided to stay and serve."

"No, I can't agree to this kind of thing." Kazujoji also slammed his chopsticks on the table with a face full of disapproval.

——Just kidding, the experience of their precious daughter leaving home once was enough for them, and they actually want to come for the second time! ?

"Because I still have things I want to do!" Meng Huang clenched her fists, her nails buried in her palms without knowing it.

"What's the matter, so important that you don't even go home, and you want to stay alone in a place you don't know." Kazujoji Zhiya said, and Kazujoji Rin next to him couldn't help but also nodded.

"I...because..." Menghuang's mouth was bitter, seeing her parents anxious and puzzled, she really had the urge to tell them everything, but after thinking about the agreement with reborn, she held back.

"Because I haven't found a way to change back." Menghuang gritted his teeth, insisting on the reason why he persuaded his mother to quit, "Only in Bingsheng, can I find a way to change back, and, mother, look, am I not as good as before?" How old is your appearance?"

Ichijoji Rin's expression faltered.

Seeing this, Menghuang decided to make persistent efforts, and the eloquence in the blood of the lawyer inherited from his father began to play a role, "So, as long as I stay in Bingsheng, one day I will be able to return to my original appearance."

In order to make his words more believable, Menghuang nodded heavily towards his parents.

"And." Meng Huang paused, "If I stay in Kanagawa, I will cause you trouble."

This time, even the magistrate of Yicheng Temple also began to listen attentively to what Menghuang wanted to say.

"There are many people in Kanagawa who know me. How can I explain it if other people see me like this? Dad, how long did it take you to accept my current situation? You must know that not long ago, I was a little bird status.

That's right, no matter what I become, you can accept it, because I am your daughter.But what about the others?

Neighbors nearby, classmates at school, parents, your colleagues, friends, relatives...

If I stayed, I would have to explain to them why I was 'rejuvenated' and why I had wings on my back.

Reasons are difficult to make up, and after making up a lie, it often needs countless lies to cover up and make up for it.

Dad, Mom, I don't want to live in a world of lies, and I don't want you to face all kinds of weird eyes. "

Menghuang finished what she was thinking in one breath, and sat back in her seat a little weakly.

During this period, Skylark has been silently looking at her with encouraging and appreciative eyes.

——The little thing has grown a lot recently when he wasn't paying attention.

Covering Menghuang's still clenched fist with slightly cool hands, the young man separated Menghuang's fingers one by one, and then helped her rub the palm with some pity.

Menghuang's nails have always been trimmed properly, so just now when she clenched her fist tightly, she didn't pierce her palm, but there were still some red marks left.

There was a long and oppressive silence in the living room.

In the end, Yicheng Temple's mother sighed for a long time, rubbed Menghuang's head, "Menghuang, your father and I need to think again, you can take Yunque-kun to rest first."

Menghuang nodded obediently, probably couldn't finish the meal.

Taking a few dishes that the two of them liked from the table, Menghuang took Yunque back to her room.

The little girl sat on the bed holding the bear doll and sighed, but the skylark boy sat in front of Menghuang's desk, continuing his dinner while flipping through the books on Menghuang's desk.

His fingertips slid across and stopped in front of a blue photo album with bronzing edges.

The boy hesitated for a moment, but took out the album anyway.

Menghuang sighed for a long time and didn't see Yunque responding to him. He looked up a little dissatisfied, but saw Yunque was flipping through the photo album that recorded a lot of his dark history.

Meng Huang, who was originally worried about her parents, was so shocked by the boy's behavior that she immediately put aside the troublesome things at the moment.

"Hibari!" Meng Huang swooped forward, stretching out her little hand, ready to grab the photo album.

It seemed that she had expected Menghuang to make some moves, Yunque didn't even turn her head, she held the photo album high above her head, and continued to browse through it with her head raised.

Menghuang bounced around a few times but couldn't reach the photo album, and turned around anxiously.

Meng Huang was temporarily distracted by Skylark's behavior here, while Kazuoji and his wife discussed for a long time and finally came to a conclusion.

The knowledge of Yicheng Temple actually also knows that her daughter's temperament is definitely inherited from her own, and no matter how much others object to her insistence, once she decides, she will never give up.

If I blindly want to keep Menghuang by my side, it is very likely to cause the child to rebel, and I might just quietly run away without saying a word.

What's more, the truth of what Menghuang said is not disagreed with by Yicheng Temple Zhizhi.

At the beginning, he was really shocked by the news that Yicheng Temple's mother brought back from Bingsheng. As a materialist, the knowledge of Yicheng Temple did not believe that there are people turning into birds and birds turning into people.

But this time, Menghuang came home with a young face that had shrunk for several years, and the wings on the back. The reality of Hong Guoguo was in front of him, and he couldn't help but not believe it.

Having worked as a lawyer for a long time, Ichijoji has also come into contact with all kinds of people, so he knows the horror of people's hearts better than his own daughter, and it can be said that people say it.

For Meng Huang's problem, a bad explanation and being guessed by others will lead to the consequences that it is very likely that their family will not be able to live in peace.

Therefore, compared to Kanagawa, where there are acquaintances everywhere, Bingsheng, who stayed in an unfamiliar environment, became a better choice at this time.

Of course, like Ichijoji Rin, he also intuitively felt that his daughter was not telling the truth honestly.

That distance struggle was actually a bit of a diversion, a feeling of trying to cover up.

Rationally approved Menghuang's judgment, but emotionally he still cared a little.

Yicheng Temple's father was very melancholy. He was usually a stubborn master in the eyes of others, but he had nothing to do with his daughter when he met her.

After discussing with Yicheng Temple's mother for a long time, the husband and wife finally decided that no matter how reluctant they were, they still had to respect Menghuang's persistence.

Rather than letting her daughter run away without a trace, it is better to let her go out, maybe even contact her occasionally, and treat it as her daughter going out to study early.

Being pushed upstairs by his wife, the magistrate of Yicheng Temple hesitated for a long time and decided to knock on the door, and let him tell his daughter the decision of the couple.

But after knocking on the door twice, but no one came to answer the door, Kazujoji suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

——My wife hasn't had time to clean the guest room yet, but that black-haired kid is alone in the room with his own daughter!

The vigilance of the Mensao female control began to break out.

Just at this time, there was a muffled sound in the room, which seemed to be the sound of someone falling.

Yicheng Temple Zhizhi was also shocked, and immediately knocked open the door, "Menghuang! Could it be that brat..."

Halfway through the conversation, Dad automatically silenced the sound once Chengsi.

Because the situation in the room was not what he thought Hibari Kyoya was bullying his daughter at first.

On the contrary, at this moment, Yunque was lying on the ground on his back, Menghuang was kneeling on the boy's stomach, and there was an open photo album lying not far from the boy's hand.

It turned out that Menghuang was afraid that Skylark would see the embarrassing photos of him participating in the sports meeting in elementary school, so he used his last trump card and flapped his wings fiercely to rush towards him, but he couldn't control his strength well, so the two fell to the ground together.

Menghuang sat up dizzy, and the wings on the back that were catalyzed by the flames of the clear attribute hung down to the ground, just enveloping the two of them.

Skylark opened her phoenix eyes and looked at Meng Huang like this, she was stunned for a while, lying on the ground and forgot to get up

When hearing the voice of Kazuyoji Tomoya, Hibari frowned subconsciously, because Menghuang quickly shrunk his wings when he opened the door.

As for Yicheng Temple's father, he just thought he was wrong in that flash of time.

——How could my Menghuang be an angel with yellow wings!wrong!Meng Huangjiang is a cuter existence than angels.

Yicheng Temple's father was confused for a while before he remembered the business, "Stinky boy, stay away from my daughter!"

The two people on the ground froze, one got up obediently, and the other sat up with a bulging vein on his forehead, with a displeased expression on his face.

It's just that the two of them reacted in unison to a word in what Yicheng Temple's father said just now.

——"Stinky Boy" for the second time!

Kazushijiji also coughed lightly, glanced at Lark out of the corner of his eye, but remained silent.

Menghuang looked back and forth at the two of them, and suddenly realized.

Apologetically nodding towards Skylark, Meng Huang dragged her father into the study to talk.

Yunque, who was left behind, was not annoyed. Although he didn't like Menghuang's father, he still chose to obey Menghuang's wish.

After all, it was Menghuang who wanted to talk to his father, so it was less embarrassing that he was not there.

Picking up the photo album from the ground, lightly flicking it with his fingertips, Skylark took one from it, and stuffed it into the bag.

The boy didn't wait long this time, he just waited for Menghuang who pushed the door back.

The little girl had tears on her face, but she was crying, laughing and talking incoherently.

Yunque patted Menghuang's back lightly, letting her vent. At least it seemed that the little girl's parents had been persuaded by her.

The boy laughed at himself, and was going to forcefully tie the little guy back to Bingsheng if he disagreed with him.

Earlier, the young lark was invited to the guest room by Yicheng Temple's father and mother, and Menghuang hugged his mother and talked for a while.

At night, Menghuang hugged the quilt and smelled the familiar smell on it, and her tears could not be stopped.

The little girl covered her face, and suddenly felt that the tears she shed today were probably more than the tears she shed in previous years combined.

First, when I returned to my long-lost home and saw my long-lost parents, I couldn't stop crying.

Then when he saw his mother taking care to clean and maintain the original appearance in his room, he felt ashamed and ashamed.

Later, my father said something to me in the study.

Knowing that the two of them actually agreed to his extremely willful request, and no longer asked me why, they just expressed that they hoped to keep in touch with their family.

This made Menghuang's overdeveloped lacrimal glands unable to stop when her nose was sour.

Menghuang cried, but this time there was still touch and joy in it.

For the enlightenment and trust of his parents, Meng Huang didn't know what to say, so he could only murmur thank you and sorry.

The little girl secretly made up her mind once again to keep getting stronger.

This time, not only for himself and Hibari, but also for his determination to wait for his parents in Kanagawa.

Menghuang has never expected to be strong enough not to be restricted by others like now.

That night, Menghuang fell asleep sobbing with longing for the future and guilt for the present.

And in the other two rooms that she didn't know about, there were three people who had been silently accompanying her.

The next morning, Menghuang slept until she was awakened by the bright sunlight shining on the bed.

The little girl frowned and looked at her red and swollen walnut eyes in the mirror and was depressed for a long time before she dragged herself downstairs to have breakfast.

Only halfway down the stairs, I heard my father's roar.

"No, I absolutely disagree with—"