"Oh?" Suddenly a figure flashed in his mind. Mr. Huang adjusted his plaid apron and ran out excitedly, shouting, "Leji, didn't you dream about Taki's child? Then you guys hug and kiss

Kissed?"

"Pfft!!!" Huang Lizhi, who was brushing his teeth, sprayed the foam in his mouth on the mirror in front of him, his face turned red.

"Abba!"

"Okay, okay, dad, stop talking, stop talking, and continue to prepare breakfast for you."

His father's unique laughter gradually faded away, but Huang Lizhi thought that maybe he was hiding in the kitchen alone at this moment and laughing.

Ah...don't they say that a daughter is her father's little cotton-padded jacket?

The female classmates in my class are all very strictly controlled by their fathers when dealing with members of the opposite sex. How did they end up like me...

I am definitely not his biological child.

Huang Lizhi raised his head and wondered why his face in the mirror was so hot, already the color of a tomato.

Also, what is that feeling of being furious but not disgusted at all after being exposed?

To be honest, she couldn't remember how many mornings this was when she saw herself in this state in front of the mirror.

“I don’t know what the seniors are like now~~”

While slowly rinsing his toothbrush and mouth, Huang Lizhi murmured blankly.

Looking down at my chest, I saw that it was significantly more curved than when I left Tokyo two years ago.

In short, I am gradually growing up.

However, the image of the senior, including everything about his voice, appearance, and smile, remains in the depths of his heart and mind, remaining the same as it was two years ago.

Maybe a person's appearance will change, but his character will not.

So every time I receive a letter from my senior, I only see the familiar words and tone of voice on the letter paper.

A feeling of joy arose spontaneously: "Senior is still the same and has not shown any alienation towards me."

After a happy feeling filled his body, Huang Lizhi's thoughts about that person became even more paranoid.

"Senior... I wonder if the weather in Tokyo is clear and clear now."

Suppressing the emotions in his heart for the time being, Huang Lizhi washed his face, naturally tied his high ponytail, and smiled confidently at the camera.

"Jia~~Come on, come on, this is our father and daughter's breakfast today."

Mr. Huang appeared in front of the dining table in the living room wearing a pink plaid apron. He obviously had to be very serious when facing strangers. With this outfit, it looks a bit nondescript no matter how you look at it. Moreover, Mr. Huang is over 1.8 meters tall.

After already talking about how this breakfast would only bring a catastrophe to his stomach, Huang Lizhi shrugged his head and came to the dining table. The so-called breakfast for the father and daughter was very simple.

Omelette No. 1 and No. 2 were fried to a crisp with a smiling face, and a pile of radish root pickles.

There was some unfinished miso soup left last night, but there was an inexplicable smell of ramen seasoning packets, and a bowl of rice.

Is this breakfast or lunch? Huang Lizhi used chopsticks to pick up the omelette, which was dark on both sides, and looked at the burnt blackness on it and couldn't help but complain.

"You are also a man, dad, your skills are really far behind those of senior Taki."

"That kid Taki has received a noble education since he was a child. He can be regarded as a certified chef in terms of cooking. If you compare me with my father, your selfishness is a bit obvious, right?"

Perhaps because he stayed in Tokyo for a year or two, Long Yi was the only Sakura native that the Huang Lizhi family met in Tokyo who could speak Korean. The most important thing was that he could also make authentic Korean food.

According to him, because his sister is a trainee in Seoul, she also studies Korean food.

After living in Tokyo for so long, I only ate Japanese food a few times when I went out, so even after returning to China, Huang Lizhi found that the eating experience during that period actually made his mouth taste bad.

However, when I ate the omelette in my mouth, I realized that it tasted better than I thought, and it wasn't that bad.

Hmm~~Give me a passing grade~~Although the outside is burnt, it combines with the fluidity of the egg yolk to bring a different taste.

Dark cuisine can also bring surprises to people at certain times, while thinking about what Takiichi once said to her.

As he ate, Huang Lizhi's originally frowned brows gradually relaxed.

When you are hungry, everything you eat tastes delicious.

Mr. Huang asked with a nervous expression, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

In fact, before he said this, he didn't move his chopsticks at all.

"Six points." Huang Lizhi raised his head seriously and said, "On a ten-point scale, I'll give you six points."

"It's only six points~~" Mr. Huang screamed, still a little unwilling to give up.

"Ah, this is the first time that I have been so serious about getting up so early to prepare breakfast. Look at these, eh?

How much effort I have spent on it, isn’t there any family affection added to it?”

"Yeah~~" Huang Lizhi blinked, and then took a bite of the "Taki brand handmade kimchi" brought back from Tokyo. The sweet taste made her instantly narrow her eyes, "This, one hundred percent."

"The kimchi made by senior is worth 100 points, and the omelette made by dad is worth 6 points."

Mr. Huang leaned back on his chair and sulked, "You can go out and buy food by yourself later..."

"I haven't finished speaking yet..." Huang Lizhi said vaguely as he took a bite of the fried egg.

"Because kimchi takes a long time to make, and it has to be stored underground after it is made. It takes several months before you eat it. Of course, it is 100% perfect in terms of taste and craftsmanship.

"

As she spoke, she looked at the other fried egg and said softly, "Give me six points, dad, which is at least recognition. I'm afraid that if I give you too high a score, you'll be so embarrassed that you'll show off in front of Mrs. Huang. In this way, our family will be happy in the future."

Three meals will fall on you."

"Really?" Mr. Huang was quickly convinced. "Aren't you trying to comfort Abba?"

"Really!" Huang Lizhi nodded, but his chopsticks took away the remaining kimchi without leaving any trace and stuffed it into his mouth. "It's delicious..."

Then, Mr. Huang's smile suddenly brightened up, "Okay, okay, finally I didn't spend this morning preparing in vain, so... today's campus life should also go smoothly~~ Also, don't tell you.

Mom, the food I cook is delicious..."

Thinking of his relatives and friends in school, while eating rice, Huang Lizhi's eyes suddenly fell on the violin placed on the sofa, and smiled slightly, "Ah~~ let's work hard together."

In the last time before going to school, Huang Lizhi hid in his room and practiced "Canon".

There is only this one, and I only practice this one every day. It seems that as long as I hear its melody, I can recall the scene of my senior's performance at that time.

I have forgotten the day when I started to become completely obsessed with this song.

Just like in a dream, I am always looking for that figure. Then when I wake up from the dream, the thing under my chest will stir rapidly because I like it too much, as if I can't breathe just thinking about it.

Senior, no matter what, we will meet again, right? Now that I am healthy, I will look for you again no matter what.

I deeply remember everything about my predecessors, but when I came back to life, it was as if I had changed my body.

I feel that if one day I stand in front of my seniors again, I will never be as bold and quirky as before.
Chapter completed!