Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 576 - 261. Flowers and Night Scene, Mother and Daugh

"Crying while pushing the swing?" Dubian Che was first taken aback, then couldn’t help but laugh, "I really want to see iji from that ti, she must have been very cute."

"My daughter, of course, is cute," said Jiutiao’s mother.

"My girlfriend, definitely cute," echoed Dubian Che.

"Mr. Dubian," Jiutiao’s mother turned her head, "if I had been born twenty years later, I might have fallen in love with you too."

"It makes no difference to , they are both daughters-in-law of the Jiutiao family. Please continue telling about iji’s childhood, I want to know more."

"See that patch of purple alfalfa?"

It was practically a small hill covered with green grass dotted with light purple blossoms.

"Purple alfalfa? I thought they were pea shoots."

"They do look similar," Jiutiao’s mother said with a smile, "iji and Lin used to run around here like crazy, Lin was frail, always getting left behind by iji."

"Strength from swinging?" Dubian Che laughed.

"Ha ha ha," Jiutiao’s mother laughed uncontrollably, "Mr. Dubian, you are so good at sweet-talking girls, no wonder iji loves you so much."

"We love each other deeply. Kiyono Lin was always getting left behind, what happened after that?"

"Unable to catch up, Lin would just cry, and they’d end up having a big fight. Before leaving, Lin would throw a tantrum and declare she’d never co back, but the next day, they were both out catching butterflies together again."

"All with Kiyono Lin?" asked Dubian Che.

Upon hearing this question, the smile faded from Jiutiao’s mother’s face.

"Their childhood was only happy during the tis they were together. Whether crying while pushing the swing or being left behind, they always made up."

As she spoke, she paused and turned to Dubian Che,

"Kiyono’s mother asked you for help, to get Lin to... give up her insistence on not lying, and I totally agree with that. If she can give that up, maybe she and iji could beco friends again. iji has already sacrificed so much for this family, she shouldn’t be without friends."

"I’m already trying to get them to beco friends again, but I won’t do anything superfluous."

"Superfluous?" asked Jiutiao’s mother.

"Like deliberately arranging for them to hang out together or leave them alone together. I hope to let things develop naturally, respecting their own wishes. If it works out, it works out; if not, so be it."

"I understand your point of view, but that way, there will be no progress at all. Kiyono’s mother and I got them into the sa school, and we’ve had them play together during holidays, to no avail so far."

"If there are no results, then there are no results."

Dubian Che’s nonchalant reply took Jiutiao’s mother by surprise; she was stunned for a mont, then smiled again.

"I really shouldn’t underestimate you, Mr. Dubian."

"Isn’t capability a good thing? After all, I am the son-in-law of the Jiutiao family."

"What are you two doing over there?" Jiutiao iji’s voice ca from the direction of the house.

The two of them looked over and saw her standing on the veranda, dressed in loose ho clothes, looking like a newlywed wife.

"Let’s go back, your daughter is getting jealous."

"She does get quite jealous."

"I’m going to tattle."

"Please spare ."

Dubian Che and Jiutiao’s mother changed their shoes and stepped onto the veranda.

"What were you talking about?" Jiutiao iji asked Dubian Che.

"If I were born twenty years later, Mr. Dubian was planning to marry ," Jiutiao’s mother replied.

Jiutiao iji looked at Dubian Che.

"I refused," said Dubian Che, "I told your mother, ’Even if you were born twenty years later, I would still marry your sister iji.’"

"How annoying, do I look younger than iji?" Jiutiao’s mother cupped her face with her hands, as if feeling for the lively elasticity of her skin.

"You would be, let’s see... twelve years old now?"

"That’s way too young," giggled Jiutiao’s mother, "Ah well, after a good ti planting flowers and having a laugh, I’m off to take a bath."

Jiutiao iji watched her mother leave, her gaze then shifted to Dubian Che, "What did you two talk about?"

"About your childhood," Dubian Che drew her into his arms.

Jiutiao iji had just taken a bath; her fair skin glowed with a faint blush, reminiscent of the roses in the garden, and her eyes held a hint of scorn and aloofness, enchanting to behold.

"What specifically?" she asked nonchalantly.

Dubian Che had yet to take a bath, and he had been in a ball ga earlier that day. Jiutiao iji sniffed but couldn’t sll any sweat.

"You said you kept losing at rock-paper-scissors and cried at the swing."

"Any thoughts?"

"Kiyono Lin is so heartless, utterly without compassion. How about revenge next Monday? Rock-paper-scissors again, and for every loss, one lap around the track."

"You’ll run for ."

"They won’t agree to that, will they?"

"Are you going to school tomorrow?"

"Wind Instrunt Club business."

On the veranda, the two of them wrapped in each other’s embrace.

Dubian Che whispered in Jiutiao iji’s ear, while she lazily leaned against him, both looking out at the twilight sky.

After dinner, Dubian Che took a bath, using Jiutiao iji’s bathroom.

Imrsion in the bath, surrounded by lingering traces of Jiutiao iji, brought him a profound sense of relaxation.

Stepping out in a thin, soft, expensive yukata, he walked along the illuminated corridor.

In the courtyard garden, barely lit by the scattered lights, moved delicate figures: it was Jiutiao iji and her mother.

Dubian Che simply stood in the gallery, watching them and the night sky.

The moon was bright, cotton-like white clouds drifting slowly, and the breeze held an early May chill.

Jiutiao’s mother and Jiutiao iji returned with a bunch of cut branches.

"You’re still playing with flowers at this age?" Dubian Che teased.

"Ikebana, do you know it?" Jiutiao iji handed all the branches for him to carry.

"A country bumpkin wouldn’t understand, teach , sister."

Jiutiao’s mother was initially looking at the branches in her hands, but upon hearing Dubian Che’s words, she looked up at the two of them.