did you see my dad

This is probably the craziest decision Xia Youjie has ever made.

Ye Mozheng watched from the background as he changed into his stepmother's court dress. Nitzi held up his chin and carefully put on makeup for him. Although it was said to have single eyelids, the lavender eyeshadow looked pretty good, let alone.

"You are so courageous," Noctua Zhengdao folded his arms in front of his chest, the expression on his face could not be described as serious, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Xia Youjie remained motionless, shifting his face to cooperate with Nitzi's movement, leaning back on the chair as if not aware of the threat of Noctua Moth: "What are you afraid of?"

What he said was not an interrogative sentence, and he added: "I see that you have prepared a lot of things for this performance, and you will not spoil this performance, principal."

It wasn't provocative, but Nitzi clearly sensed a murderous look in the atmosphere, pinching Xia Youjie's face with two fingers, and Nitzi directed him to open his mouth without any strangeness: "Shut up, put on lipstick."

Xia Youjie wanted to say something else, Huali had already slipped into the backstage wearing a deliberately worn-out skirt, she seemed to be curious about the role played by her uncle, when she saw the handsome man who used to wear five cassocks wrapped in a long skirt, After painting a lot of color on his face, he smiled curiously.

Night Moth Zhengdao laughed a couple of times, but with a hint of sarcasm.

Xia Youjie glanced at Huali, stretched out his hand and beckoned her over.

Huali has always been obedient and immediately ran over to lie on his strong legs: "Uncle, you are so pretty."

If someone else commented on him like that, Xia Youjie might not be as indifferent as he is now, he sipped his lipstick: "It's okay."

Nitro looked at the script in his hand to make sure it was correct, and then stuffed it into his hand: "Hurry up and memorize it, don't get stuck on the stage later."

"Don't read it, I'm done reciting it." Xia Youjie stood up and threw the script aside, and got Huali another great compliment.

Although he didn't say anything on his face, Xia Youjie stepped onto the stage with his chest straightened out in front of Gojo Wu.

Gojo Satoru, who was wearing a prince's suit, turned his head and snorted. Huali seemed a little unhappy when he saw him, so he sneaked over to comfort him before going on stage.

“Daddy is great too!”

Gojo Satoru was instantly revived with full blood, and his white hair, arranged into quarters and six parts, made him look like a proud gentleman prince.

The high school is very lively today. Although the curse teacher is a high-risk industry, many people have accumulated to watch the excitement because they heard the news that Wutiao Satoru was on stage. Even the Kyoto high school has many people running over, raising their cameras Under this rare scene.

Perhaps it was Nitzi who intentionally made Xia Youjie thick to cover up his features, even people who met him before could not recognize that it was Xia Youjie, maybe even if someone saw this, they would not dare to associate it with him , after all, he was the cursed master who was hunted down.

The curtain slowly opened, and the overhead light hit the "three mothers and daughters" sitting on the red velvet sofa. Fortunately, Nitzi's makeup skills were good, and Yidizhi's face looked a lot rounder under her hands, but it was also The vicious step-sister look, with red lips and dark eyeshadow.

Although it was obvious that Xia Youjie was a cross-dresser, he was also impressed by his elegance.

Huali got a burst of applause when she came on stage, which gave Huali a little encouragement to her timid heart. The light shone on her, and the little group stood there and whispered to Xia Youjie, mother, the girl underneath The child made a sound of being cute, Xia Youjie tapped the fan on her forehead, deliberately making the voice thinner: "Look at this little mouse-like child, it's really annoying."

Someone in the audience retorted softly: "You fart."

Huali was amused, and rubbed against Xia Youjie's fan with bent eyes: "Yes, mother."

Nitro can't stand her cuteness anymore.

Fortunately, the scene changed quickly. They were choosing clothes for the dance, and Huali was talking through the window with the panda in the godmother dress in the furnished kitchen.

"Go, kid, and have a beautiful encounter with the prince."

The panda is chubby, and there is an inexplicable joy when waving the magic wand. When Huali came out in a multi-layered light blue tutu skirt made overnight by Principal Ye Moth, the little pumpkin cart was pulled out, and Ye Moth was on the right track. The cursed skeleton was used as a mount and shook his head at her.

So cute.

Huali touched the curse bones, and got into the pumpkin cart with the help of the panda.

So cute.

After seeing Huali, who had put on a new skirt and wore a small crown on her head, everyone sighed.

In particular, she was wearing five crystal slippers that Wu Hua spent a lot of money to make temporarily. When she got off the pumpkin carriage, the small crystal slippers on her feet shone dazzlingly under the light.

In the video, Huali is really like a little princess standing under the brightest light, holding a fluffy skirt and walking towards her princely highness.

only……

This prince is a little tall and a little old.

But it can't hide his handsomeness.

It was probably the first time anyone saw Gojo Satoru standing on the stage wearing a special suit, and the white hair that often stood up was smoothed down, like a white-haired prince of a foreign race bent down towards Huali, a very gentleman He held the back of her white hand thoughtfully and kissed it.

They did a very special dance.

Huali was danced in Gojo Wu's arms, with one hand resting on Wujo Wu's tight shoulders. The materials under her hand were obviously expensive. Huali also had a bit of jelly-colored lip glaze on her mouth. She never stopped Smile, maybe this is the stage performance she participated in that she will never forget. Everyone is cooperating with her, watching her, and seeing her smile is also very happy from the bottom of my heart.

Look, that's the child they pet together.

A well-behaved pear.

After the song was over, Huali was put down, and when the twelve o'clock bell rang, Huali took Wujou's hand and kissed him: "I'm leaving, Dad."

She waved sadly at everyone: "Goodbye——"

Although she wanted to cry a little, she still held back desperately, dropped a small crystal slipper and ran backstage with her skirt in hand.

Mi Ke jumped out from nowhere, stood in front of the backstage door and waved at Huali: "Here!"

Huali finally looked back, they all seemed to be looking in her direction, Mi Ke took her fingers and led her into the door.

There seemed to be a flash of light, Gojo Satoru took a deep breath to calm the sudden palpitations, he walked off the stage, and opened the door to the backstage, no one was inside.

It was empty, as if nothing had ever existed.

pear -

He almost broke the handle on the door, and swung the heavy wine-red curtain to try to check if Huali was playing hide and seek with him, but there was nothing.

"Hua pear!"

What was supposed to be a festive cultural performance turned into a panic-seeking incident after the curtain ended. Gojo Wu even found Xia Youjie and grabbed him by the collar: "You planned to hide Huali, didn't you?" ?”

"No wonder you came so suddenly this time—"

Xia Youjie's face changed suddenly, and he grabbed Wutiao Wu's arm with his backhand: "What do you mean? Where did Huali go?"

The partners who have been with each other for many years knew that the other party was not lying at the moment they looked at each other. They didn't bother to play such a trick. They saw the seriousness in each other's eyes and started to find someone.

Huali escaped from the ball just like Cinderella, but the prince got her glass slipper but could never find Huali again.

Wujo Wufeng returned to the dormitory in a hurry, he lifted the quilt, and there was only a pear doll lying there motionless.Grabbing the doll and throwing it on the chair next to it, I heard a creaking sound inside.

He looked back at the doll, groping and found all kinds of small things hidden in the doll's pocket: hairpins, jelly and some small items she often used.

After discovering these things, Gojo Satoru was keenly aware of the meaning of what Huali said before. He lifted the pillow and saw a pink post-it note, which said: "Dad, sleep well!"

It can be seen that the childish font has tried her best, Gojo Satoru bent down, glanced at the bottom of the bed, there is also a post-it note - Dad, eat well!You can't eat Xijiufu all the time!

He took it off and put it in his pocket, and slowly found one after another from various corners. Some were placed on the Xijiufu box in the refrigerator, some were pasted under the bowl in the kitchen, and some were in the closet. coat pocket.

All the post-it notes were like a huge net that slowly bound his feet, his hands, and finally his heart.

Huali is really gone.

It was like a gift dropped from the sky. When I first opened it, I just felt it was a burden. It was a small thing that could be discarded at the police station. After that, Huali slowly appeared in his life, just like keeping a pet. , will start to buy her some favorite food, and later on, even if she finds out that she is not his own child, he is willing to spare his time to accompany her... He counted the days, exactly one month.

The one-month trial period is really short.

Gojo Satoru lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and covered his face with the pillow.

It's a pity that no one will jump on his body and call daddy with a laugh, and there will be no cute child obediently nestled in his arms to listen to the stories he tells.

It's like a dream, like a mirror image.

On the other side of the door, Huali returned to the dark basement wearing a skirt, with one foot still bare. After getting used to the cold air in the quiet environment for a while, she rubbed her eyes and returned to her room.

Mi Ke jumped into another room and threw a few white hairs into the reagent bottle that had been prepared.

Then he followed Huali to her face and rubbed against her face, and took out several photos for her to choose: "Huali, where do you plan to go in the next world?"

Wiping away the tears from her face, Huali sniffed and took out a random one——black hair and black eyes, completely unrelated to her appearance.

"Ilmi Beat the Enemy."

This is a high-risk world, Mi Ke paced on the photo, hesitated for a while, and finally decided to click on Huali's forehead.

But soon, it seemed to be exhausted and lay weakly beside Huali, warning her with a mechanical voice: "People in this world are not very friendly, if you find Yiermi, tell her your mother's name , remember?"

Huali hugged Mi Ke, she didn't know why Mi Ke became like this, she nodded vigorously: "Hua Li knows."

"If possible," Mi Ke's voice was very soft, "take off Ilmi's hair and put it in a bottle and bring it back."

Huali didn't know what it would do, but she always listened to Mi Ke's words. When she woke up the next day, she put on thick clothes, carried her small bag and walked down the basement.

Mi Ke lay on the stairs and waved to her: "Be careful!"

"If you encounter a clown playing poker and a black-haired man with a cross on his forehead, remember to stay away from them!"

Huali remembered it in her heart and waved goodbye to it.

But this time, after she opened the door to the basement and walked out, it was a dark night sky.

It was a narrow alley, and the moon above her head was a little bloody for some reason. She heard a little movement in the corner, and walked over with her bag in her arms.

First, I saw two slender legs, strange green clothes, and a thin waist.

With his back turned to himself, Huali took out Yiermi's photo and looked at it, then held it up for comparison, it seemed...

This is really the only man in this strange clothes.

If only I could turn around and show her.

Perhaps because she heard her voice, Yi Ermi, who heard the movement, held the spike and turned around. A beautiful face came into view, and the big dull eyes looked down at her, and found that it was just a tall girl with legs. After the little child, he turned his face disinterestedly.

Huali held up the photo, compared the people in the photo with the dim light in the alley, and after confirming that they looked the same, she walked over cautiously.

Just because a child could not pose any threat to him, Yi Ermi let her approach him, and he wanted to see what she wanted to do.

Huali carefully confirmed that it was the same person: "Yilmi beat the enemy?"

Yi Ermi's face was a little more fluctuating, he thought that he should not have revealed his identity, but as a killer, he let a child approach him and called out his name.

This is a dangerous omen.

He raised his hand and patted Huali's head.

But in the next second, his hands froze in place.

Huali showed him the photo on the necklace, and instead of calling him daddy like he did when he first met Wujou, he asked him, "Do you know my mother?"

The moment I saw the photo, Yiermi put down her attacking hand and turned into a cat face.