At about ten o'clock in the evening, Xia Zhi walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower. The instant change from a warm and humid space to an open area made Xia Zhi feel so cold that she wanted to shiver. The feeling of going home became more real than ever.
Get up. This kind of chill that ignores the thickness of the wall and goes straight to the depths of the soul makes Xia Zhi want to get under the quilt and stay there.
Although it is customary in Japan to use casual clothes as pajamas, but now it is no longer possible, and you will definitely be scolded. But it is too troublesome to change back to the clothes you wear during the day, and you will have to change back again soon... What should I do?
Woolen cloth?
But this problem doesn't seem to be a problem that he needs to worry about. The reason is that when Xia Zhi just ran back to his room, he saw a set of cotton-padded clothes and trousers that looked very warm and were thrown on his bed [ www.boquge.info]
...Xia Zhi stood in front of the suit in a daze, then picked it up, endured the temperature that became less cold due to the shift of attention, and asked his mother a question.
"Mom, are these clothes for me to wear?" Xia Zhi shook the cotton coat in his hand.
"Is it possible that you should wear it for me?" Mom just looked back and continued to focus on the TV: "Try it on, it should be quite warm."
"No, do you think it's appropriate for your son to wear pink clothes?"
The quality and thickness of the cotton-padded clothes are very good. I probably took these factors into consideration when choosing. However, this advantage is probably at the expense of its suitability as men's clothing. This suit of clothes is suitable for
For Xia Zhi, it is too "cute".
"Isn't it quite suitable? I think it looks pretty."
You think it looks good...
"This is the style your sister picked. Don't you like it?"
"I like it, I didn't say I didn't like it." Xia Zhi replied, and then put on his clothes with a "happy" look on his face: "It's so warm."
My sister glanced at him while holding her clothes, and then went to take a shower. She probably thought this scene was disgusting. Her brother was actually a pervert who liked to wear pink clothes, although she didn't think it was too bad either.
It's appropriate, but compared to these slight feelings of inconsistency, one's own life is what should be valued more.
Is it just about wearing warm clothes at home? You don’t have to wear them out, and only the three people at home can see them, so what’s there to be afraid of? Xia Zhi put on this cute girl suit with a smile on her face and tears in her heart.
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Although the cute girl suit is very useful, it cannot replace the warm feeling brought by the heating artifact. Xia Zhi ran to the living room again and squeezed into the electric fire box. His father looked over there and snickered, wearing the
He was wearing a light gray cotton coat of the same style...Xia Zhi cast an envious look over there.
On the contrary, my mother looked at herself carefully again, and after a while she said: "Xia Zhi, have you become beautiful again?"
"Is this the right thing to say to your son?" Xia Zhi rolled his eyes.
"Although she's still not as beautiful as your sister."
"I'm a man!"
If you are really as beautiful as your sister, can you really live till now? You can think about it with your toes. It’s impossible. Only one of the cutest people in the world is enough. It appears in fairy tales.
Isn’t that enough? You must know that art comes from reality!
Mirror Mirror, who is the cutest person in the world?
Of course it’s you and your brother!
Xia Zhihe Magic Mirror, suddenly.
Probably being distracted by the TV series playing on the TV, my mother had no intention of continuing to discuss this issue with Xia Zhi. My father lowered his head and played with his mobile phone again. Xia Zhi took a quick look and saw that he was talking.
Playing Landlords is really a very tenacious entertainment activity, and it will probably be as immortal as mahjong.
As for Xia Zhi... I have also deleted all the games on my mobile phone that should be deleted. Originally, games should exist as a supplement to life, but when a person's life is so fulfilling that he does not need other supplements, games will naturally disappear.
It's necessary. Even if this fulfilling life is different from what you imagined, and it probably isn't the fulfilling way you want, the result will not change.
There is probably nothing left in my mobile phone except the necessary chat software. If I don’t have time or money to play mobile games, I might as well give them to a kid. Maybe I can play them on weekends.
Now that you are free, you can take a good rest.
But judging from my own feelings, this doesn't seem very possible. I intuitively tell myself that my future life will probably be very fulfilling, so fulfilling that I feel tired. Although I don't know why I feel like this, but once
When I think about my life studying abroad on the other side of the ocean, I feel that I cannot ignore this possibility.
Not knowing what to do with his mobile phone, Xia Zhi was sitting on the sofa in a daze with his hands folded. He let his mind wander and tried to become a useless person who couldn't think. In this case, boring time would pass faster. But Xia Zhi's attempt was doomed to fail.
, although the TV series being played on the TV, Xia Zhi felt that there was nothing outstanding about it at first glance. The old-fashioned love and hatred, and the acting skills were probably not on the line, but the voices they spoke were really poisonous, and they obviously didn't turn on the loudspeaker.
But the voice kept echoing in Xia Zhi's mind, wanting to save a lost boy who tried to become a waste.
Xia Zhi sighed. It was only the first day back home. He already missed the life in Japan where he could freely play on the computer and read novels in quiet evenings. Well... think about it carefully, even now
It is probably impossible to go back, because my peaceful life routine has been changed, although it is not very complete.
Damn it, I, Natsuki Kira, just want to live a peaceful life!
Thinking about boring things, Xia Zhi heard a familiar voice, which was the sound of the bathroom sliding door being opened. A few seconds later, her expressionless but listless sister appeared in the living room again,
Wearing snow-white pajamas, the whole body is still steaming, as if a god has descended to earth. Of course, it is not a bronze-bearded god descending to earth.
As she walked this way, Xia Zhi wisely gave up her position and squeezed towards her father. And her mother raised her head and took a look and saw her long wet hair: "
Mengmeng, go and dry your hair quickly, what should you do if you catch a cold later?"
"Trouble... No need, it will do it by itself after a while."
Xia Zhi listened and wanted to nod. He was also a player who didn't like to blow dry his hair after taking a shower. He didn't think it was necessary. He would do it after a while. Although to put it bluntly, he was lazy, but there was nothing wrong if he didn't blow dry his hair.
, over time, Xia Zhi stopped blowing. As long as he wiped most of the water off his hair, it would be fine without any water dripping down.
"I've told you many times that this won't work. Although I don't feel it now, it will become a headache over time. It will also be very troublesome to treat. Go and blow-dry your hair."
"...My hair is almost dry, it's okay."
Her mother gave her a dissatisfied look, but she loved her so much that she almost became a doting mother. She probably didn't know how to strictly demand her daughter. So she turned her attention to the hands she was still holding, and started to feel unconscious because of her daughter's words.
The son who nodded...
"Xia Zhi, help your sister dry her hair."
"……ah?"
Xia Zhi was confused.
"Didn't Xiaomeng say that her hair is already dry? Why should she blow dry it?"
"Blow-drying your hair after taking a shower is very useful to protect your hair. Even if it is almost dry, you should do it."
Is this the crux of the problem? Isn’t the crux of the matter why I am asked to brag?
"Go quickly."
"Oh oh oh..."
Xia Zhi stood up from the fire box subconsciously, and her body that had just become warmer began to gradually lose temperature due to the distant heat source. In order to maintain the heat on her body, Xia Zhi pressed her sister's shoulders while controlling
The direction pushed her forward cautiously.
My sister's face seemed to be full of displeasure, but she was pushed away without much resistance. The hair dryer was placed in a relatively high and easy-to-reach position in the bathroom because it was frequently used. Xia Zhi took it out and plugged it in.
Then the switch was pressed, and the noisy sound began to spread.
This is another important reason why Xia Zhi doesn't like to blow dry her hair.
The hair dryer has been used for many years, but the wind and heat have not weakened much, and the heat is quickly transmitted to Xia Zhi's hands. My sister stood in front of the mirror on the sink, looking at herself and her hands in the mirror with an expressionless face.
Someone was testing the temperature. When the hot air reached him, he asked: "Is this temperature okay?"
Although my sister didn't say anything, Xia Zhi understood that this was her acquiescence to his actions, so he started to blow dry his hair. He is indeed a proud man of heaven, and he can still face the face even though his hair is basically still wet.
The person who changed his tone said that his hair was dry, but when he faced the Tu Emperor, he said, "Tsk, tsk."
But I am still relatively happy. My mother didn’t ask me if I was blow-drying my hair, so I don’t have to blow-dry it. The habit of not blow-drying my hair and waiting for it to dry on its own cannot be changed in a short time. The dog still...
The horse still can't change its habit of eating grass.
Oh, no... Mom didn't ask me. Doesn't that mean it doesn't matter if I blow or not?
Xia Zhi, who suddenly realized the truth, felt that he had been stabbed with a sword again, and it was stabbed from the back. The already refreshing mood was reduced by half in an instant. There was nothing he could do, even if he noticed it, he didn't.
Xia Zhi probably didn't really want to blow dry her hair. It was better to feel refreshed.
My sister's long black hair finally changed from semi-moist to dry and smooth, and Xia Zhi turned off the hair dryer with satisfaction.
"Yoshi, no, it's done." The habit came out, and then was changed. Fortunately, my sister didn't seem to care.
She looked away from the mirror and watched me put away the hair dryer.
"Aren't you going to blow?"
"Ah? Oh, I won't brag."
Miss Xia Meng looked at him and then gave the order: "Blow dry for me."
Probably, this is called being able to escape the first day of the Lunar New Year but not the fifteenth day.
Xia Zhi obediently plugged the hair dryer back in.