They all pushed me!

There are a wide variety of cosmetics on display.

Although she didn't hear any footsteps leaving, Hoshino Ai was very clear that Midori was still staring at her from behind.

She looked up at the mirror, and her mother's face also appeared in the mirror, floating behind her head like a ghost.

But at this point, Hoshino Ai felt relaxed instead. She began to apply foundation, lip balm, and concealer quite skillfully. After a series of foreplay, she easily found the rose-red lipstick that she liked from among the dozens of shiny lipsticks.

"Who's coming? More important than me, the mother?"

Hoshino Miyoko emphasized her tone.

She had imagined that her daughter would try to please her in order to preserve public opinion, and she had also imagined that her daughter would confront her like an enemy.

But Hoshino Midori never thought that she was ignored by her own daughter.

She looked at Hoshino Ai, who was freely choosing various brand-name cosmetics there, and remembered herself at the age of 20, walking through the streets of Tokyo wearing cheap and ill-fitting clothes.

After discovering that she was pregnant, Miyoko Hoshino immediately told her boyfriend the news, but what she didn't expect was that he was completely unwilling to take responsibility and even ran back to his hometown in Hokkaido.

After that, she was first terrified, then angry, and she wanted to give birth to the child out of spite.

But when Hoshino Ai was really born, as the economy became increasingly stretched, Hoshino Miyoko naturally became resentful.

She was angry at her boyfriend for abandoning her, and she was also angry at her child.

If it weren't for the two of them, she would definitely have a better future.

Her ex-boyfriend is now far away, so Hoshino Miyoko can only vent all her anger on her children.

In the imagination of Miyoko Hoshino, who was imprisoned for theft and then released from prison, her daughter who was sent to an orphanage should have lived a more miserable and bleak life.

This was her revenge on her ex-boyfriend.

Why——

"Oh, it's my boyfriend."

Hoshino Ai pointed to a small photo frame on the sink, which contained a photo of the two of them.

"Mom should have heard of his name."

"Liang should still be more famous than me."

While introducing casually, Hoshino Ai twisted the glaze of the lipstick and pressed it against her lips.

Just like the first time she applied lipstick, Hoshino Ai applied it with great force.

As if to give back to the past dark days——

Like repainting it with the most dazzling red.

Chapter 42: No Malice

Of course, Hoshino Miyoko had heard of Kitagawa Ryo's name. On those flashing neon lights and giant external screens, his name and appearance appeared there day and night. At the beginning of this year, he was shortlisted for the first time and won the first place in the "List of Men Most Wanted to Hug" .

Just like Takuya Kimura, who debuted when Miyoko Hoshino was a student, everything about him is a common topic that almost everyone knows.

At that time, Miyoko Hoshino was naturally no exception. The boyfriend she found for herself was a boy who was known as "Komimura" in the school. Although this Komimura finally abandoned her and left, Miyoko Hoshino did not take her anger out on the real Kimura.

However, in the following twenty years, she never met Xiao Mucun again. It seemed that she didn't want to face this fact. She had to get herself drunk every time before she would let go, and she felt that it didn't matter who she slept with.

Hoshino Miyoko hid her consciousness in the layers of alcohol clouds, floating in the mist, refusing to come out to face her guests. Even if she saw their faces, she had to pretend not to know them and cover them with Kimura Takuya's face like a mask.

For Hoshino Miyoko, vanity in love is like a game where if you defeat the other person, you can get all his equipment at once. If there are other girls who also like this boy, and she takes the lead in winning the boy, it is actually equivalent to defeating that girl and stepping on her under her feet.

But now, Hoshino Ai suddenly told her that the national artist Kitagawa Ryo, who looked even better than Kimura Takuya back then, was her boyfriend.

In other words.

The other party does not need to look for some little Kitagawa, nor does she need to numb herself in fantasy. She only needs to hold Kitagawa Ryo's arm like in the photo, and she will have stepped on many women, including Hoshino Miyoko herself.

Hoshino Ai saw her mother's darkened face in the mirror, and she raised the corners of her mouth and asked in a relaxed manner:

"What's wrong? Mom."

"…I was just surprised. I didn't expect Ai already had a boyfriend. I've never heard of it before."

Hoshino Miyoko barely suppressed the jealousy that was biting her like a poisonous snake, and she tried to gain some more practical benefits for herself.

"But speaking of this, I haven't met this Beichuan Liang yet. It's his luck to be able to associate with our Ai..."

She tried to talk like a real mother who had just found out about her daughter's love affair, but her words revealed that she wanted Beichuan Liang to come and see her.

Hoshino Miyoko has already thought it through. After all, she is Hoshino Ai's mother, and if she comes to meet the parents, the other party will not come empty-handed.

As long as Kitagawa Ryo can reveal a little bit through her fingers, she can get the benefits and at the same time report the matter to "Weekly Entertainment Live".

All information about Beichuan Liang is valuable.

These were the words she heard from the reporter named Tanaka herself.

"If mom wants to see Liang, later..."

As Hoshino Ai spoke, she took out her cell phone from her pocket, and then showed a somewhat dissatisfied look:

"It seems that Liang has work tonight and can't come over... There's really nothing I can do."

She sighed and put away all the bottles and jars of cosmetics. Women dress up to please themselves. Since Kitagawa Ryo will not come over tonight, there is no need for Hoshino Ai to put on makeup anymore.

"Since Liang has something to do tonight and can't come, then we don't have to wait. Mom used to cook for me, and today is the first time Mom has eaten the meal I cooked."

Different from the slightly stiff appearance when she was first seen, Hoshino Ai has now completely entered into her role. The pinnacle of expressionist acting is to turn herself into a machine with a well-adjusted operating procedure and incredible precision.

She performed very well, and coupled with the lies she kept repeating these days, even Hoshino Miyoko herself began to believe that she had really been a good mother in the past.

A sumptuous meal was placed on the table. In the center was a sukiyaki pot that was being cooked on an alcohol stove, with wisps of steam rising from it. Also placed there were two bottles of white wine that Miyoko Hoshino had only heard of in the past few decades of her life.

"I won't be an adult until two days later, so I can't drink with my mother. This is obviously a day worth celebrating."

Hoshino Ai showed a slightly regretful expression. She poured wine for her mother herself and said with a smile:

"Mom, you don't have to be polite to me."

She had been treated harshly countless times in the past because of her mother's alcoholism, but now she was glad that she still had this addiction.

Of course, the reporters and editors of "Weekly Entertainment Live" would not give Hoshino Miyoko wine to drink. Therefore, when Hoshino Ai poured the bright and transparent wine into the cup in front of her mother, she poured it into her own mouth without any grace.

Just as Kitagawa Ryo guessed, if Hoshino Miyoko was really a smart woman, she would not have put her life in such a predicament.

Those beautiful dialogues were obviously processed and revised for her by the reporters and editors of Weekly Entertainment Live.

Then, the two people started talking about irrelevant things.

Hoshino Miyoko kept beautifying the past. She didn't think that Hoshino Ai, who was only a few years old at the time, could remember anything. Even if she remembered, what could it matter? She couldn't bring out herself from more than ten years ago to testify, so she could only compromise.

Otherwise, her identity as a biological mother alone would cause endless trouble to Hoshino Ai.

But the funny thing is that it was Hoshino Miyoko herself who didn't remember much of what happened. After she was released from prison, she took the opportunity to get rid of Hoshino Ai from her life. How could she remember anything about her?

Just like a mine that can be seen as barren at a glance, after mining out the pitiful few memories, Hoshino Miyoko could only continue to recite the story templates that the reporters stuffed into her.

She goes out to work as a hostess, and then brings the customers who like her back home. Omit the second half, and then talk about the single mother's forced way of making a living for her daughter.

He had obviously learned how to steal a long time ago, but he would always label any mistake as the first time and say it was a last resort.

The temper tantrum is caused by alcoholism, and the alcoholism is caused by work. The more difficult the environment is, the more the daughter should learn to be sensible.

Different from the words she had seen in the draft report before, when Hoshino Miyoko actually said these things in person, in front of Hoshino Ai as a matter of course, the nausea and vomiting that instantly surged up from her throat almost made her vomit on the spot.

Those memories of the past had been sleeping inside her body, like flames, licking the tip of her heart, simmering her fear, and trying to devour her.

but--

"Ai, do you still remember the small rental house we lived in at that time? Although it was only a dozen square meters, every morning when I woke up and saw Ai sleeping next to me, I would feel very warm."

"Sometimes a small house does feel cozy. Liang and I plan to stay in a double cabin by the sea for one night when we go on vacation to Bali."

Hoshino Ai smiled widely.

"…I remember that I always got home very late after get off work, and it was even later when the meal was ready. In order to save some electricity, we only dared to turn on one light bulb, and the two of us ate under it. Thinking about it now, it's quite interesting."

"Mom's cooking skills are indeed 'good', but I didn't inherit this talent. Generally speaking, Liang cooks more at home. He is very skilled. And because he has a younger sister, he can also make a lot of desserts, such as yogurt cheese mousse, mango double skin milk, sesame sweet potato cakes, mango glutinous rice dumplings, Dorayaki and blueberry pie. I wonder if mom has ever eaten these. They are many times more delicious than those sold in stores outside."

Hoshino Ai is all smiles.

"...Actually, every time someone advises me to find a man to marry, I will waver. Sometimes I even think about really doing it, but every time I see the love of a few years old, I feel that I can grit my teeth and persevere."

"It's really hard to get married with a child, so Liang and I have always been in a relationship with the ultimate goal of getting married. And we probably won't have children too early, after all, Liang has a little sister at home. We will probably have children after we both retire from the entertainment industry, after all, we should be financially independent by then."

Hoshino Ai smiles like a flower.

One of them is talking about the past and the other is talking about the future.

One is talking about a fabricated and beautified past, and the other is talking about a future that is within reach.

"Hey...are you showing off?"

Under the influence of alcohol, Miyoko Hoshino finally took off all the masks of tenderness and maternal love.

The woman questioned the other woman with red eyes.

"Have it?"

Hoshino Ai tilted her head slightly:

“Shouldn’t a mother want her children to have a better life than her own generation?”

"Or have you never considered yourself my mother, Miyoko?"

"Is that how you talk to your mother?"

The already somewhat drunk Miyoko Hoshino gritted her uneven teeth, she stood up unsteadily and walked to the side of Hoshino Ai, looking down at her daughter who was still sitting there and was therefore a head shorter than her.

"Come to think of it, I don't know what kind of shit idol this is of yours. Look, maybe you've slept with so many people, and you don't even know it, right?"

“What’s the difference between now and when I was young?”

She muttered and patted Hoshino Ai's cheek:

"There's no difference between her and a prostitute... what kind of idol is that?"

Hoshino Ai looked up at Midoriko. She had no intention of refutation or resistance, but because of the other party's words, she suddenly remembered the time when she first entered the orphanage.

The dean at that time smiled and asked all the children to say one by one what they wanted to do, what they wanted to be, and what they wanted to become in the future.

There was a child who said he wanted to be a scientist. Although the image of a scientist he described was just a man in a laboratory touching his chin in front of a dozen bottles and shaking them one by one, he couldn't say what was in the bottles or what he wanted to study, but this feeling was simply so cool.

There was a child who said he wanted to be a professional baseball player. Although he didn't know any of the specific rules of baseball, he thought it was so cool to swing the bat and hit the ball.

At that time, Hoshino Ai was hesitant for a long time and couldn't think of a career. Fortunately, the dean did not make things difficult for her. He just patiently asked her if she had any wishes she wanted to realize, and he would help her think of a corresponding career.

“I hope to love others and be loved by others.”

These were not the original words, but Hoshino Ai still roughly expressed her meaning. The other children found it difficult to understand and some of them even laughed out loud.

But the dean touched her head and helped Hoshino Ai come up with two answers, but only gave the first answer, which was the idol.

After the class ended that day, Hoshino Ai secretly went to ask the question again. She wanted to know the second answer.

"It can't really be considered a profession, but it just barely meets the criteria for what I want to be, so I didn't say it at the time."

The dean smiled and gave her second answer:

"It's the bride."

"You can insult me ​​with your words, mom, but don't insult this profession and all the fans who support me."

What Hoshino Miyoko had never expected was that Hoshino Ai would answer so righteously.

"You've drunk too much. Go back to your room and rest. I'm busy with the Tokyo Dome concert recently, so you'll have to stay here for the time being and wait for me..."

Hoshino Ai stood up and prepared to support Midori, but the other party simply shook her hand away and pushed her aside just like she did more than ten years ago.

He "accidentally" pulled the tablecloth while stumbling, and the food and wine bottles that were originally on it fell to the ground with a clang.

The glass bottle shattered into pieces of glass all over the ground, making a sharp sound in Hoshino Ai's ears.

The alcohol stove that was originally used to heat the Sukiyaki pot also overturned, and the flame inside was vented. Hoshino Ai hurriedly rushed forward and tried to put it out.

Hoshino Miyoko looked at the chaotic scene in front of her and suddenly burst into laughter. She remembered that every time she came home and vomited everywhere, Hoshino Ai was busy working in a mess like she is now.

Only at that time could she feel a little happiness.

She sincerely felt that she was exercising control over the life before her.

After a while, Hoshino Midori was completely drunk.

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