Probably Mizuhara Kiko is really a very forthright and casual woman, and she does not cover up much when she enters and exits a large-scale place with a lot of people such as the airport.Her curly hair was not long, a simple white baseball cap, and a black mask blocked her 'big mouth' which she had endured a lot of complaints about, only revealing her deep eyes.

A half-sleeved tight-fitting black and white thin sweater with white navel exposed, high-waisted black pants, and a pair of sneakers on the feet.She didn't bring any luggage, and a pair of white earphones were plugged into her ears. After picking up the ticket, she looked down at the phone and typed on the screen with her fingers nimbly, so her walking speed slowed down a little.

As soon as a text message was sent, Mizuhara Kiko raised her head and looked forward, preparing to find a place to sit down and wait for the flight.No, the phone vibrated twice, and she lowered her head again, only to see a green dialog box pop up, and the content in the dialog box also made her heart tremble slightly:

【I miss you so much, Xizi╥﹏╥】

Mizuhara Kiko stared at that rather cute facial expression for a long time, and finally couldn't help poking that facial expression with her finger.Talking to himself: "Ah, how did you learn the kawaii expression, you honest fool?" But the smile on his lips couldn't be concealed, it kept hanging, revealing a bit of sweetness .

This man Zhoucun Nohera is handsome and good-looking. He looks like the kind of man who is good at picking up girls, but on the contrary, he is so stupid that he can't say any love words. Let him say "I love you" It is more difficult than anything else, when you are in a hurry, your ears turn red, your eyes wander and you dare not look at her, today's lively words are probably Si Nian's fault.

But he has always been very serious to her, and will honestly write down every word she says. When he looks at her, his gentle and clear eyes are full of tenderness that he has never noticed. , is the best love story.

Mizuhara Kiko found a good seat and was about to sit down and have a rest, but a father and daughter next to her caught her attention.

The three-year-old girl's voice was soft and waxy, and she climbed on the knee of the man sitting on the bench. Her small body looked soft, her delicate cheeks were full of chubby baby fat, and her penetrating eyes were big. Unbelievably, the color of the hair is not pure black, but slightly brown, with natural curls, two braids tied loosely, and a small pink hat worn by children on the head.

On the other hand, the man on the other side is fully armed, with sunglasses, masks, hats, and even a sweater with a high collar, which is tightly covered.He held the mobile phone in one hand, as if he was replying to the message, and gently supported the little girl's back with the other hand, letting her mess around.

Mizuhara Kiko guessed that the little girl might be an American, or often lived in the United States, because she spoke innocently, sometimes in English, sometimes in Korean mixed with a few English words, mixed.Obviously, I just learned to speak for more than a year, and I often come into contact with two languages, and it is normal for me to mix them up.

The questions asked are also messy, full of childlike curiosity:

"PAPA, you, why are you dressed so...Emm...strange (strange)?"

"PAPA, do all the people here go to New York?"

When children speak, sometimes they will speak out of order, or repeat the last vocabulary, speaking very slowly, with a soft voice, naive and ignorant of world affairs.The questions are asked one after another, and there is no time for people to answer them.

Mizuhara Kiko couldn't help laughing out loud, thinking that this child is really cute.

This laughter attracted the man's attention. Before he could answer his daughter's question, he turned to look at her. Kiko Mizumoto couldn't see the other person's face, but looking at him, a strange feeling rose in his heart.

He seemed to recognize her, and took the initiative to take off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of brown eyes.

Kiko Mizuhara was stunned for a moment, and reached out to take off the earphones, a little surprised.

There is no other reason. Since he got married a few years ago, he took his wife to settle in the United States. Even his parents moved to the United States shortly after his daughter was born. In addition, the focus of his subsequent activities , Most of them were sent to the United States and China, and very few returned to Korea.

Speaking of which, Mizumoto Kiko hadn't seen him for a long time.

Power to the dragon.

"Wow." Mizuhara Kiko was a little short of words, as if seeing an old friend reunited after a long absence, she could only joke exaggeratedly, "It's quite unexpected!"

As expected, Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows, and there was a slight smile in his brown eyes, "Hmm, a Greek goddess who is about to get married?" The words were also full of jokes.

Xizi Mizuhara was a little startled when she heard this name. The Greek goddess was the best time between her and Quan Zhilong, when a large group of friends were drinking and having fun together, they joked loudly and crowned themselves on their heads. He actually called her that as a joke a few times before.

But, that was all in the past.

Mizumoto Kiko took off the mask and smiled at him.Originally, she always thought that she would not be able to sit down and talk to Quan Zhilong, but she never thought that such an understatement of his joke would easily disintegrate all the minds and concerns she had hidden in her heart before.

"Isn't it much faster than me? Why, now you really regret missing me, right?" Mizuhara Kiko smiled flamboyantly, her flaming red lips stained with pride, she tapped the little girl on Quan Zhilong's lap with her chin, Picking up his shoulders, deliberately teasing him.

Quan Zhilong didn't mind what she said, she always liked to play, and she only liked to show off like a little girl, pretending that she was very powerful.He looked down at his daughter with curious eyes, and then replied: "The little guy is very jealous, if I admit it, I will bite."

His brows are bright and gentle.

Seeing Quan Zhilong like this, Mizuhara Kiko found that her heartbeat was very stable and her mood was relieved.She walked over unconsciously, squatted down gently, and looked at the little girl. Her facial features could vaguely see her mother's appearance. She was extremely delicate, and she was not joking. Zhilong, "Her mother is so great."

There is no special meaning, and there is only a touch of emotion in the tone.

When he was with her, Quan Zhilong was too sensitive and suspicious, maybe because he had experienced too much, he lived with a thick layer of ice, and couldn't help but think about everything.But now, he seemed to have gotten rid of his impetuosity, his whole body calmed down, and the indifference of his external defenses gradually melted away, leaving only the calm and soft lingering.

Quan Zhilong didn't know if he understood her words, so he hummed indifferently, reached out and tapped the tip of the little girl's nose, full of pampering.

She still wanted to say something, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't know how to say them. Looking at the innocent and curious face of the little girl, Kiko Mizumoto still didn't say anything in the end.At this time, the radio also started to sound.

Mizuhara Kiko stood up, with a faint smile on her lips, "Looks like I should go."

Quan Zhilong paused for a few seconds, as if he was considering his words, "Maybe this sentence is very vulgar, but it is sincere." He looked at Mizuhara Kiko, his eyes were gentle enough, but far from gentle, "I wish you happiness , Xizi."

Mizuhara Kiko felt that her nose was sore and her eyes were hot. She raised her chin and waved to him, "I will be happy without your blessing." After saying that, she didn't look back.

"Thank you."

Mizuhara Kiko paused for a moment, then pretended not to hear the thank you behind her, and continued to walk forward, put on the mask and earphones, holding back the tears in her eyes.

Something quietly disappeared after hearing Quan Zhilong's thank you.

That is still embraced, a trace of obsession.

I am willing to accompany you through those difficult years because I love you, not to ask you to thank you.But now, I finally want to give all my love to another man.

I don't regret everything I have done, because you have saved my life and brightened my world.

Thank you, Quan Zhilong.

The author has something to say: the final chapter, the first 15 comments will give a red envelope~

PS: I have been writing this chapter for a long time, thinking about how to describe the relationship between the two people. I should describe it as an 'old friend', but in private, I feel that both people should actually be grateful to each other. Yes, so the revision and modification, the progress of writing is too slow.

In fact, I have always wanted to describe such a Kiko Mizuhara, who is warm, generous and charming.

Although I don't know what kind of woman she is in reality, I personally think that no matter how bad Quan Zhilong's taste is, it is unlikely that he will fall in love with an arrogant and hateful woman with bad deeds, right?She must have her own charm and advantages.

I didn’t like her before, and I also hated her. I also have some friends around me. When I saw the picture of Shuiyuan, I would say that she was ugly. I would refute it in my heart. I would think that she is very attractive , the facial features are deep and three-dimensional, but why would I defend her?Probably subconsciously, I may have always understood that Shui Yuan is too likely not to be the bad-smelling woman I imagined. In the end, it was just a subconscious resistance to all the women who had a close relationship with him when he was a fan of Quan Zhilong. .After letting go, I gradually looked away, trying to see this woman from an objective perspective.

It’s not that I’m a fan of her. To be honest, I don’t think I’ll ever be a fan of Mizuhara Kiko in my life, but I always have a complicated feeling about her, which can’t be described, neither hate nor like her. .In the end, I still feel that I should bless her now, and hope that I can always be happy with Nomura.

PPS: If you will write Japanese entertainment in the future, you will definitely consider writing about Suyuan and Nomura in the first book haha.Because I think that if I describe a heroine from an objective perspective, I won’t be desperate, obsessed, and blindly use all the beautiful words to modify her and deify her like a photo shoot.So probably...the reality of the article might be...better?

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