The three-dimensional me is incompatible with the paper people

【"Yichun is really a man, he will definitely inherit his father's mantle and become an excellent and respected doctor in the future."

"Looking at how serious he is when he is studying, I have already seen the picture of everyone in the future surrounding him and calling him 'Doctor Yichun' affectionately. That is really a good scene. I dare say, the photographer came over , will be praised again and again.”

"Speaking of which, isn't that child too quiet?"

"Quiet? Maybe. It's rare for a boy this age to be as quiet as Ichijun. But it also shows the kid's intelligence, doesn't it? He's always been so cute and well-behaved."

The voices of men and women fade away.

Yichun sat on a chair, looking at the book in his hand.

He looks as cute as a young cat.

What a beautiful family, what a smart child, this is what people around him always say to Yichun.

Even Yichun's parents are full of expectations for this son.

After the birth of their son Yichun, they stopped paying attention to the outside world.Everyone is saying that Yichun is the key to changing this family, and it is Yichun who makes this family more happy.

Look, because of Yichun's birth, the husband no longer stays out at night, he no longer smells of other women's perfume, and he no longer dislikes his wife's lack of taste.The wife is no longer hysterical, no longer uses her empty head to think about how to attract her husband's attention, and no longer has to worry that her husband will not return home one night.

Yichun, their son, is the glue of this happy family.Because of his birth, he successfully saved a broken family!

"Yichun, you will become an excellent doctor and a respected doctor in the future. I will train you well, because you are my son, a son I am proud of."

"Yichun, you have to listen to your father carefully, and you have to work hard to become an excellent doctor and become a famous doctor. I will take care of you. As my son, I will take care of you."

"Well, if that's what father and mother want."]

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"Teacher, is there really no need to put oil in the pot?" Zhong Ye asked while looking at the pot on the stove on tiptoe.

Qing Que froze, with an unbelievable tone, "Yuan, do you want to drain the oil first?"

For the first time, Chuya felt speechless towards his teacher.Although he lives in Rabo Street and has never cooked before, Zhong also believes that it is common sense to add oil before cooking.

"Hahaha, I'm sorry, I haven't cooked for a long time." Qingque laughed awkwardly.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's eat my specialty!"

"Specialty dish?" Zhong also held a skeptical attitude.For a teacher who doesn’t even know that cooking needs to be oiled first, does he still have such a special dish?

"Cough! Teacher, I have practiced this dish for a long time. Don't look down on the teacher." Qing Que said.

Then, Zhong also saw Qingque fill a bowl of water and pour it directly into the heated pot, then took out the cabbage from one side and began to choose vegetables.

"Teacher, is your specialty dish boiled cabbage?"

"By the way, Chuuya is really smart."

Chuya: ...Only I don't want to be praised by the teacher in this kind of place.

Finally, boiled cabbage was prepared.

After setting up a small table, Chuya pushed Akiko to the front of the table, and then set the dishes for her.

Hatta also sat on the side, adjusted the position of the table, and asked Akiko what inconveniences she had.Of course, Akiko didn't answer him.

Qing Que brought out a pot of boiled cabbage, and then took out several cans, opened the lids and put them on the table.

A very simple or even humble dinner is prepared like this.

"Little store manager, next time, hire someone to cook for you." Hatta suggested from the bottom of his heart.

Hearing this, Qingque touched her nose guiltily. "I think so too, but it's hard to find a qualified chef."

There are already many people in the bookstore, and there are not many ordinary people in the social circle around Qingque.It is very dangerous to rashly drag an ordinary person into it.

"I will learn to cook." Chuya suddenly said, "The teacher has helped me a lot, I will learn to cook!"

Qing Que blinked, then chuckled, "I'm glad that Zhong Ye has this feeling, but the premise is that food must never be wasted, you know?"

"Ok!"

The little boy's eyes were full of sincerity, Qing Que's hands were itchy, and then he touched his little brain.

After chatting with Zhongye, Qingque looked at Akiko next to her.

"I'm not very good at cooking, so today's dinner is very simple, I hope you don't dislike it." Qingque said, taking out a bowl and filling Akiko with white rice.

Considering that she is a girl, she may not eat much, so she only filled a half bowl and placed it in front of Akiko.

"You have to eat well to restore your spirit."

Akiko's numb cheeks finally had a wave.She raised her fingers, like a rusty robot, moving with the gears that were constantly roaring, picking up the bowl and chopsticks.

"Speaking of which, the day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve, will Chuya and Hatta go to Chinatown with me?" Qing Que asked.

"What's New Year's Eve?" Chuya asked, swallowing the cabbage in his mouth.

"It's a festival in the shopkeeper's hometown. The shopkeeper's New Year is different from ours. New Year's Eve is the New Year's day in the shopkeeper's hometown." Hatta also popularized science to Zhong.

Zhong also thought about it, and rejected Qing Que, "I'm sorry, teacher. Brother Hatta is leaving soon, so I want to be with Brother Hatta and the sheep."

Qingque looked at Hatta, and was affirmed by Hatta.

"Yeah, I'm leaving soon, and I still want to stay with the sheep's children a little longer."

"Okay, let Akiko join us then." Qing Que said, reaching out to pat Akiko's elbow lightly.

Touch and leave.

"Don't worry, I won't let Akiko see anyone she doesn't want to see." She said.

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly like the wings of a butterfly, and then returned to calm.

After dinner, Chuya and Hatta cleaned up the table, and then left with the math homework assigned by Qingque.

Only Qingque and Akiko are left in the bookstore.

"Speaking of which, that old man has completely forgotten that Wanxiangtang is his bookstore." Qing Que complained, "If this continues, I will really change the name on the real estate certificate."

Push Akiko to the inside of the bookstore, where there is a guest room.

"Akiko wait here for a while, I'll go and get our bedding off."

After Qingque told Akiko, she went upstairs.

Akiko moved suddenly, her eyes fixed on the direction Qing Que left.The dull brain finally started to work, thinking about one sentence over and over again: our bedding.

Do you want to sleep together?Is it surveillance?In any case, can't you escape your fate?

After a while, Qingque came back with two sets of bedding.

She spread the quilt and tidied it up again, "Does Jingzi need a night light at night?"

"..."

Still no answer.

Qingque didn't show the slightest bit of impatience or displeasure, just talking to Akiko little by little.One will be about today's weather, another will be about today's dinner, and the most talked about is the day after tomorrow New Year's Eve.

"I remember that on New Year's Eve, everyone would paste red couplets on the door frame. Of course, some couplets were written by myself, while some were bought. Before I came to Yokohama, I remembered that there was an old man who was very good at calligraphy. , I often ask him for advice.”

"Ah, the new clothes I bought will also be worn on that day, which means removing the old and welcoming the new."

"New Year's Eve dinner, does Akiko know? It's a family sitting together and having a sumptuous dinner. The dishes are very rich, and there must be fish, because there is more than enough every year."

"What kind of food does Akiko usually like?"

After talking a lot, Akiko remained silent.

Qingque smiled indifferently.

She cautiously came to the wheelchair and asked her in a low voice, "Excuse me, can I touch you?"

Her word is "touch".It was a touch that was done with care, for fear of causing damage with excessive force.

Akiko finally understood.

She met Qingque's gaze, moved her lips, and said in a mosquito-like voice, "You...and that person...what, relationship..."

Qingque got close, so of course she could hear clearly.

She smiled slightly, "I am his little junior sister, and he is my senior brother."

Crystal was silent.

Qingque was still smiling.

Under the light, the curves of the girl's face were softened, and the smile on the corner of her lips was like ripples in a clear spring, "However, don't worry. Even if you are a senior brother, you can't hurt my Jingzi."

"Eh?" Akiko was completely stunned.

what does she mean?Even senior brother, can't he be hurt?Also, her Akiko or something, so strange...

This girl is so strange.

From the first time I saw it, I felt very strange.

It's simply not like...the people who exist in this world.

"So, can I touch you, Akiko," she asked.

After what seemed like a century, Akiko finally nodded slowly.

The smile on Qing Que's face became brighter, "Then please give me your advice."

"……Um."

Qing Que leaned forward and hugged Akiko's waist with both hands, "Okay, it's late now, Akiko is still a little girl, if she doesn't take a good rest, she won't grow taller."

It took a little effort to hug Akiko, and then moved it to the bedding bit by bit.

Akiko's hands subconsciously also wrapped around Qingque's neck, but she didn't dare to use force.

The quilt is soft, a piece of white flowers, dotted with small flowers of various colors.

so cute.

Qingque helped her cover the quilt, and then returned to her own set of quilt.

Then, she took out a book from under the quilt.

"Okay, it's bedtime story time."

Akiko opened her eyes, dazed.

Qing Que reached out and touched her forehead, "Listen to some short stories before going to bed, it will help you sleep."

Akiko felt the temperature on her forehead.She found that her heart, which she thought was silent, seemed to be beating again.

"Now, please enjoy Qingque's reading to Akiko, "Sakura". I hope my audience likes it." Qingque laughed.

The light is dim yellow, and the vortex on the wooden ceiling is like a small whirlwind, rolling up the falling flowers.The sound in my ear is like a wind chime blown by the wind, and with the swing of the wind, it keeps swaying my figure.

It was like a beating movement, soothing her dry heart.

Gradually, Akiko closed her eyes.