My love options are a bit difficult

Chapter 450 Humbleness is a Bad Psychology

This year's Tokyo can be regarded as a normal winter. If it is cold, it can be regarded as a few decent snowfalls. Compared with the previous two years, it is still relatively good. It is probably due to global warming. It should have been relatively cold The season passed quickly.

The flowering period of the cherry blossoms is about to arrive in two months. Meteorological experts predict that it should be a little earlier than the previous year, but the difference is not too big, at most about a week.

It’s only the first week of January. Tomomi Fukushima looked down from the French windows on the third floor of her house, and she could already see some green buds on the cherry blossom trees planted in the front yard. It's time to grow white and pink flower buds in the first month, and the footsteps of winter have gradually begun to go away, and these crops planted in the garden are also ready to welcome the spring.

Looking into the vestibule from top to bottom, I saw the figure of a big girl standing in the courtyard, holding garden scissors in her hand, bending down to look at a long twisted vine in front of her, stretching it out. He touched the joints and protrusions with his palm, as if he was thinking about where to cut the knife.

The slightly green vine on the vine is called the green jade vine, which was planted by Du Yuehua himself on her tenth birthday, and it will soon accompany her through the coming-of-age ceremony.

The eldest daughter was obsessed with swordsmanship because of her own grandfather since she was a child, but she also has a deep feeling for this vine. It was also planted by her husband's father himself, and she would sort it out carefully every time she encountered troublesome things. .

And if she asks about it herself, she will call it a quiet day, which is also something that her eccentric father-in-law often does.

After a long time, even dead things will develop feelings, not to mention vines with vitality, even if they are not cats or dogs, so every time Aya and Kenichi accidentally get that vine, everyone It is rare for a woman to get angry, even if her husband accidentally bumps into her when he comes home drunk one day, he can't help but make a cold face.

Over time, the family understood the importance of that vine to Du Yuehua.

But this time is different.

Although she has tried her best to pretend to be repairing the dead branches, Fukushima Tomomi still noticed her eyes looking at the gate from time to time, obviously observing the vines in front of her absent-mindedly, but she paid more attention to it. At the gate.

As the careless attitude circulated in his heart, the scissors in his hand naturally cut to the wrong place, a thick branch extending from the main branch was cut off, and fell to the ground under his feet.

Tomomi Fukushima froze when she saw the movements in the elder girl's hands, then stared blankly at the branches under her feet, and after a long silence, she picked them up silently, and put them into the garbage that was placed beside the bluestone slab on the ground in the vestibule inside the barrel.

Standing silently in front of the trash can for a while, as if feeling that there was nothing to do, he went back to the green jade vine and trimmed it carefully, making little by little the horrible and hideous incision. cut flat.

Tomomi Fukushima folded her arms and sighed slightly, then retracted her eyes and pursed her lips.

She moved her eyes slightly to look at the watch on her left wrist. Seeing that the time displayed on the dial was almost past the agreed time, she couldn't help thinking about something in her heart. The more she thought about it, the more angry she felt. there is none left.

Seeing the change of the eldest daughter who is obviously dreaming of other people, even her mother can't help but feel incredible. I really don't know what kind of ecstasy drug that kid named Natsume Kaede gave his daughter, and what method he used to give his daughter. Coax into this appearance.

Back then, Duyue Ryusuke was not that powerful!
It really melted a piece of ice abruptly, and she, who knew her daughter's character well, couldn't help but click her tongue.

Although I am more pleased with my daughter, who was as unapproachable as ice crystals in the past, falling in love, but this kind of behavior of dreaming about the other party is not a good phenomenon!
When a woman puts all her thoughts on a man, it will inevitably produce a mentality that he belongs to him.

And what will this kind of psychology cause?
humble!

If you like someone to a certain extent, you can't help but act mainly on the other person in your heart, and you will naturally become humble, even if this phenomenon is difficult for you to detect, but the reality is like this.

As a mother, Tomomi Fukushima naturally didn't want her daughter to go to this level, but if she persuaded her, she might not be able to hear her heart, and if she said it harshly, she might not be able to please her. After thinking about it for a while, there was no good solution, so she had to remain silent. sighed.

Thinking of her daughter's appearance that her soul has been hooked away, and looking at the time displayed on the watch on her wrist, Tomomi Fukushima's good mood today faded a lot, and even her good impression of Natsume Kaede was a little bit more. Plainly, he glanced at the eldest girl downstairs again, then withdrew his eyes, turned around and walked towards the teahouse sitting on the ground.

Tomomi Fukushima straightened her clothes and sat down, picked up a glass of water and moistened her lips, looked at her husband sitting opposite the tea table with his legs crossed, looking at the newspaper in his hand with a concentrated look, just like today and He looked the same as usual, and couldn't help but feel a little speechless.

She put down the cup in her hand, curled her lips and said softly: "It seems that Master Duyue is in a good mood? He can still read newspapers."

Duyue Longjie didn't look up when he read the newspaper, and he didn't pay attention to his wife's stinging words, but said in a flat voice: "Even if you're in a bad mood, what can you do, you can't jump from here."

Tomomi Fukushima rolled her eyes when she heard what he said, and said bluntly: "I'm afraid you won't be able to fall to your death at this height, at most you'll be disabled, and I'll have to take care of you for the rest of your life. It's better to go directly to Aoki Forest."

"In the current situation, it is better to be quiet than to move. I am already at a disadvantage. No matter how bad it is, it will not be much worse. After all, it is unexpected."

He can also understand his wife's obvious anxiety now. Although he is calm on the surface at the moment, he is also secretly anxious about his own seat in his heart, but sometimes the objective reality does not change according to people's wishes. It's really better to wait quietly in the current situation, so as not to touch one's nose again and become ashamed.

Tomomi Fukushima's face darkened, she lowered her head slightly, and couldn't help but say after thinking for a while: "Otherwise, I'll go to my brother again, after all, it's fine for you to be in the position."

"All right."

Du Yue Ryusuke's flat voice interrupted her unfinished words.

"I'm still young, and I have plenty of time to wait. There's no need for you to bow your head and ask for help. I don't want my wife to ask for help. Even if I do, there is a high probability that there will be no results. Why bother asking for trouble."

Fukushima Tomomi heard her husband's words obviously meant to defend herself, and she couldn't help being secretly moved but also a little helpless. She opened her mouth slightly to say something, but in the end she couldn't say it, so she had to shut her mouth and her eyes dimmed.

Duyue Ryusuke sighed, folded the newspapers in his hand and put them on the table, raised his head and looked at the clock on the wall, his brows were slightly frowned: "The child hasn't come yet?"

Just as Fukushima Tomomi was about to speak, out of the corner of her eye she looked downstairs through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and saw the door of her vestibule was opened by the elder girl, and two figures came in one after the other.

(End of this chapter)