Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 458 Fragmented Memories

The morning sunshine poured into the room through the window. Azusa Enomoto carefully prepared a sumptuous breakfast for everyone. The three of them sat around the dining table and enjoyed breakfast as usual, watching the morning news.

The beautiful host on TV is reporting today’s traffic conditions:
  (In terms of public transportation, the subway is operating normally, but it should be noted that some stations on Line 1 and Line 5 are undergoing maintenance work, which may affect your travel. At the same time, in terms of bus lines, according to the latest announcement)

Azusa Enomoto noticed that Mary seemed to have a bad appetite. She consumed half of a large table of breakfast, and her eating appearance was even more wild than before. She didn't have the usual ladylike appearance and seemed to have little patience.

Unlike Mary, Fujiwara looked a little tired after a sleepless night. He picked up his chopsticks very leisurely, gently picked up a piece of steaming fried dumpling, and put it into his mouth. The fried dumplings were crispy on the outside and delicious on the inside, and he had a satisfied smile on his face. However, his eyes switched from food to TV from time to time, paying attention to the content of the news.

He had already released the information about the serial murderer yesterday, and he believed that Fairy Sawaki would be arrested by the police soon.

Xiaozi was too embarrassed to ask directly, so she had to poke Fujiwara. When the other party noticed and looked at her, Xiaozi used her eyes to ask about the situation.

Before Fujiwara could respond, Mary stopped her chopsticks and wiped her mouth with a napkin before standing up and leaving.

"I'm full. Let's go back to bed first."

Xiaozi, who didn't get an answer, immediately looked at Mary and saw that she was about to go upstairs and said immediately, "What would you like to eat for lunch, Mary?"

"Noon?" Mary, who walked to the stairs, pointed to the clock in front of the kitchen and said casually, "Just follow the above, there is nothing I particularly like or dislike to eat."

"Okay, do I need to send it to you at noon?"

"No, just call me when the time comes." After saying this, Mary looked at Fujiwara's back, thinking that she must ask clearly the doubts in her heart at noon.

After Mary went upstairs, Xiao Zi eagerly approached Fujiwara and asked in a low voice if Mary had eaten so much today because she didn't leave any food for Mary last night.

Fujiwara naturally understood what Xiaozi wanted to say, probably because his body had recovered and shrunk and lost a lot of nutrients early this morning, but it was not convenient to say these words directly in front of Xiaozi.

"Nothing. Children always have to grow, and their appetite occasionally increases. Isn't it normal?" Fujiwara said and handed his bowl to Xiaozi, "Help me add some too, I might He’s also going to grow taller.”

After hearing this, Xiaozi finally showed his original appearance, and his initial self-blame turned into joy. He nodded, took the bowl and walked into the kitchen.

If you want to ask what is the most difficult thing to predict in the world, others might say the trend of stocks or the price of oil. But for Hitomi, it is most difficult to predict what day and season tomorrow will be. Most people can tell tomorrow's temperature at a glance at the calendar, and can reserve the clothes they will wear tomorrow and the things they can do tomorrow, but she can't. The time on the calendar is deceiving. The day before was still a sultry rainy season. The second It was snowing in the winter, and if she hadn't prepared some clothes after a bad experience, she would definitely have been tricked this time.

After having a heart-to-heart talk with Fujiwara, Xiaotong felt that she felt a lot more relaxed, but there were still some issues that she didn't understand. I just have a day off today so I can stop by his house to visit.

But what made her even more confused was what kind of clothes she should wear today. Since it was an official visit, she couldn't be too casual.

Although she has many fashionable outfits in different styles and styles, considering the low temperature, warmth is more important than style. Her eyes turned to a thick sweater. The texture of the sweater seemed to be able to withstand the cold breath well. She gently touched the sleeves of her sweater, feeling the warm touch. She imagined herself wearing this sweater and getting through tomorrow even if the temperature plummeted. However, she began to worry again, if tomorrow was a warm and sunny day, would wearing such a thick sweater look too "conservative"?
  She frowned slightly, mentally weighing the different options. As she imagined the freedom she felt wearing the shirt, she thought back to her past winter experiences with cold. Although wearing a shirt is refreshing, it is not good if you catch a cold. Wearing a sweater can ensure warmth, but it may appear to be too cautious. She felt a tug in her heart, as if she were standing at the junction of two worlds, unable to determine the way forward.

She pulled out another pair of jeans and spread them out on the bed. She began to dream about different combinations, shirts and jeans, sweaters and skirts, each of which was played over and over in her mind.

She couldn't help but start comparing the shirt to other, warmer options.

Her eyes turned to a thick sweater, the texture of the sweater seemed to be able to withstand the cold breath well. She gently touched the sleeves of her sweater, feeling the warm touch. She imagined herself wearing this sweater and getting through tomorrow even if the temperature plummeted. However, she began to worry again, if tomorrow was a warm and sunny day, would wearing such a thick sweater look too "conservative"?
  She frowned slightly, mentally weighing the different options. As she imagined the freedom she felt wearing the shirt, she thought back to her past winter experiences with cold. Although wearing a shirt is refreshing, it is not good if you catch a cold. Wearing a sweater can ensure warmth, but it may appear to be too cautious. She felt a tug in her heart, as if she were standing at the junction of two worlds, unable to determine the way forward.

She pulled out another pair of jeans and spread them out on the bed. She began to dream about different combinations, shirts and jeans, sweaters and skirts, each of which was played over and over in her mind.

Just coming out of the bedroom, Lai Shengai saw her second sister dressed up and ready to go out, so she immediately came over and looked at her from side to side, and praised, "Not bad, little sister Xiaotong really inherited my mother's figure like a dancer. But are you going out on a date?" Xiao Ai exclaimed with bright eyes.

"Of course, otherwise why would you dress so beautifully when you go out to buy groceries?"

No woman would hate being complimented, not to mention that the person complimenting her is also a pretty little beauty.

"It's a real date. Is that guy handsome?"

Seeing that little Ai Xin really thought that he was asking for a date, Hitomi Afterlife smiled casually and said, "He's super handsome."

"How handsome?" Xiao Ai asked, "How do you compare with Fujiwara?"

Xiao Ai's words really made Hitomi think deeply. Thinking back to the first meeting between the two, her first impression of Fujiwara Hoshimi was also a bit handsome.

So she waved her hand uncomfortably, "That's about right. Why are you asking so many questions, a little brat? If I didn't tell you, you probably didn't eat the cake I reserved, right?"

"No, I didn't move. Wait, is that cake specially prepared for your date?"

Afterlife Hitomi didn't answer and walked out directly with the cake.

Based on the second sister's reaction just now, Xiao Ai vaguely guessed that the boy seemed to be Fujiwara.

(Can she be serious?)

(End of this chapter)