How rude, we are pure love!

As soon as he took off his shoes at the entrance, Xiaoju had already prepared a pair of brand new slippers for him. As soon as Qingye sat down, hot barley tea and snacks were gently placed in front of him. This gentle and considerate attitude like that of a virtuous wife made Qingye stunned on the spot.

Although they are both losers, their styles are completely different from Yanami's... We can't make random comparisons!

"You, you watch TV for a while, I, I... will cook right away."

Xiaoju walked into the kitchen with a plastic bag, tied on an apron without even taking off her uniform, and then carefully sorted the purchased items, putting those that needed to be put in the refrigerator and those that needed to be soaked. While her hands were busy, she was also thinking about the recipe in her mind.

"Let me help you." Qingye couldn't sit still any longer and immediately offered himself up. "I'm not very talented, but I'm just recognized as the best kitchen staff."

"No, no need. The kitchen is very small and you will be in the way if you stay here." Xiaoju pushed him back.

Qingye sat back in his original seat in confusion, staring at his apprentice.

"Master, this is not what I want to eat for free." He tried to maintain his dignity.

"It doesn't matter, Master can just eat the free meals of Xiaoju's family!" The disciple patted his chest and said something he didn't know where he had heard it from.

Qingye corrected his wording, and only then did he have time to look around the environment of Xiaoju's house.

Although the living room is clean and tidy, the overall area is very small. The decoration and furniture reveal an atmosphere of embarrassment. There are two small tatami mats in the corner, which seem to be prepared for younger brothers and sisters. Only the photo hanging on the cabinet adds a touch of family warmth.

And in the corner of the living room, a cute little head quietly poked out and observed him.

The range hood on the stove not far away was humming. A petite girl in an apron was busy in the kitchen. At this moment, she no longer had that inferiority complex and gloomy look, but had more of the homely air and gentleness of an elder sister.

It's not easy for Xiaoju either... Qingye sighed softly. There are many poor people in this city. Even at midnight near the station, there will be white-haired old men sitting on the roadside, holding rice balls and silently devouring them, their eyes cloudy and lifeless. There are also homeless people, wandering around, barely able to fill their stomachs...

He suddenly knew why he admired Xiaoju, because she had the courage to be proactive in the face of poverty and hardship. Even though life was painful and difficult, she was not afraid, but determined to change.

They have the same mood.

"Disciple, call your second sister, and let's go to the convenience store to buy some snacks. I don't like your eldest sister's taste."

Qingye stood up and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Yuta, who always obeyed his master, hesitated - it was their family rule that they could not easily accept things or kindness from others.

Qingye also noticed this and continued:

"Don't worry, your sister often helps me out when she's working part-time and even buys me snacks. This is considered a legitimate reward!"

He didn't lower his voice deliberately, and Xiaoju in the kitchen also heard it, but she still chose to agree. There was really nothing wrong with buying some snacks for the family, and she could feel the thought.

"Hmm... In that case, Hina, let's go together with Master!"

My brother no longer hesitated.

The other little girl observed for a while, and perhaps because Qingye's face was pleasing enough, she mustered up the courage and followed her brother.

While Qingye was amusing the two children to build their relationship, he took them into the mall and not only bought them snacks, but also coaxed and tricked them into buying each of them a toy they wanted - maybe the world was about to end, but he still wanted to do this.

After buying a large bag of things and returning home, dinner was almost ready, and Xiaoju's second sister's favorability had reached the point where she took the initiative to hold my hand - Don't look at me with such suspicious eyes! It was your sister who took the initiative!

"Wash your hands and eat." Xiaoju glared at the three of them in turn.

Qingye pretended not to see it, washed his hands with his younger brother and sister, and sat at the dining table.

The dinner was quite filling, with salt-grilled saury, rice, miso soup, potato stew, fried meat patties, and a few side dishes. For the four of them who were not yet adults, it was considered a feast. The girl had indeed prepared it with great care.

Xiaoju didn't ask him how it tasted. She just held out her chopsticks silently, but her eyes would glance at his face inadvertently.

"Delicious, very delicious, my apprentices. I am a little envious of you for being able to eat this kind of food every day." Qingye said while eating with a panting sound.

This is the truth, the food is very mild and leaves a lingering aftertaste. Simply put, it feels like home.

"Would you like another bowl of rice?" Xiaoju glanced at his bowl.

"Ah."

"Would you like another cup of tea?"

"Ah."

"You, your face..." Xiaoju's eyes fell on Qingye's cheek - there was a grain of rice accidentally stained there.

But before she could make a move, her second sister came over, took the rice grains and put them into her mouth.

"good to eat."

Xiaoju's mouth twitched.

"If...if you like, then you can do it later..." She continued to steal glances at Qingye, and her hands skillfully picked up the delicious part of the fish and handed it to her sister beside her - actually she wanted to give it to someone, but she obviously couldn't do such a bold move.

"Master, you can come to our house for dinner anytime in the future!" his younger brother added the last sentence loudly for him.

You, are you my speaker!

Xiaoju complained silently.

Qingye smiled and said okay.

"Next time I'll bring the ingredients."

Under the light, the smile was unusually warm.

——When will the next time be? In another world far away? What kind of relationship will they have by then?

Xiaoju was lost in thought.

*

At 8:30 in the evening, after playing games with the two children for a while, Qingye left Xiaoju's house under the reluctant gaze of the siblings.

Xiaoju was wearing rubber gloves and washing dishes in the kitchen. After a while, her younger brother suddenly ran over from behind.

"Hey, sister..."

Yuta said seriously, "Sister, do you like Master?"

The eldest sister's movements froze instantly, and her expression froze as well.

"You, you you you...what are you talking about, you little brat!" Xiaoju turned around in shame and anger, feeling that her sister's authority was being challenged.

"Because...Hina and I really like Master, so we thought it would be great if you two could date. Besides, if Master were around, Sister wouldn't have to be so tired."

After saying this, my brother didn't dare to stay here any longer and ran back to the living room.

Dating, dating or something...

how is this possible.

The girl hummed a few words and looked out the window at the beautiful and sad night scene covered with moonlight.

*

Fast forward to the present time——

At this time, in a classroom of the second year of high school.

The blue-haired beautiful girl sat quietly in her seat, chewing bread, her blue eyes looking out the window.

"Time flies by so fast. What else can I do now? Not only now, but also in the future..."

“What future should I choose?”

"How am I supposed to find him then?"

At this moment, on the school playground.

Under the clear and peaceful sky, a young girl is running around the playground.

She is tall and has a sunny temperament, like a sunflower in summer, exuding youthfulness and brightness.

After running to the finish line at full speed, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the sky with her gorgeous lavender eyes.

"It's almost over."

"I've already found out the addresses of the internet cafes and hotels that Ah Qing frequents. I just need to settle down for a while..."

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P.S.: 6,000 words! I wrote this prelude chapter back and forth two or three times. I got stuck on a few descriptions and kept thinking about it. It took me more than ten hours to sit there. Fortunately, it is the final prelude!

064. Interwoven Dreams [5K5]

The cherry blossoms are falling.

It's the rainy season again.

A steady drizzle of rain gently pelted the classroom windows, glistening droplets trickling down the glass. This June, the rainy season arrived earlier than usual, and dark clouds gathered, casting a gloomy sky.

Outside the window was a dark scene like night, but inside the classroom, it was unusually bright under the lights, as if it were two different worlds.

The blue-haired girl supported her face with one hand, gazing carelessly at the rain outside while listening to her classmates' discussion. Suddenly, a strange feeling arose in her heart.

——My classmates are all growing up.

In the past, when summer vacation was approaching, everyone in the class would discuss what fun games to play, where to go shopping, what swimsuit to buy...

But now, other students are already discussing what application to fill out, what decisions to make for the future, whether to study liberal arts or science, while students who plan to continue their studies have already started studying hard for the university entrance exams.

They have to make their own decisions about their future.

So, what about me?

Although she had some vague idea in her heart, she didn't dare to say it out loud because it was too unrealistic.

Ba Naijian lowered his head and looked at the volunteer questionnaire on the table, which only had the word "further study" filled out. He picked up a pen and tried to write the two words "university" and "career direction", but in the end he just sighed softly.

This seems too hasty.

Although the threshold for becoming an editor is not as high as that for becoming a light novel writer, it is not an industry that anyone can enter if they want to - especially for the top publishing houses in the industry.

The blue-haired girl leaned over the table and scratched her hair in distress.

What job should I switch to?

She does not have outstanding learning ability and talent, nor does she have a clear goal like Kiyono Komari. Ordinary people would be hesitant and confused when faced with such a problem.

She has been like this since she was a child. Because of her ordinary family background, she has never learned to play a musical instrument, never learned to dance, and has no special skills to show off... Even her dream is just to go to school normally, graduate normally, find an ordinary job, and marry a boy to raise children.

At this moment, she could only imagine the direction that ordinary people would consider for her future work or lifestyle.

She had a hunch that this was not only a choice she faced now, but also a choice she would face in the future.

Time passed as she was thinking. After school, the head teacher called her to the office.

*

In an elegant office, a female teacher from the Petite Department sat on a chair, carelessly crossing her legs. Next to her stood a gentle blue-haired beauty.

"Mom, why are you here?" Banaijian blinked.

"Because the voluntary survey needs to be discussed with your parents." The blue-haired beauty smiled gently at her daughter.

University...

Should I tell my mother and teacher about my thoughts? Will they persuade me to give up if I tell them?

Ba Nai saw that his mood was complicated.

"Xingcai, have you discussed your college preferences with your parents? Arts or science?" The unmarried female teacher looked up at her.

"liberal arts."

These two words came out of his mouth without any hesitation.

"Xingcai, have you thought about it?"

The mother was a little surprised, after all, her daughter had never told her these things.

She stretched out a slender finger and touched her lips. This little girlish gesture seemed unusually harmonious on her.

"Do you want to work with books in the future?"

"I haven't thought about the details yet..." Banai opened her mouth but still didn't say the real truth - she couldn't even convince herself, so how could she convince her family and teachers?

"What about college?" the teacher asked again.