This girl is not tall, at most only one meter sixty-four, with a good body proportion, not fat or thin, with the gentle and calm temperament unique to Dongying girls. The shawl's hair was dyed dark brown with a little curl, pouring down like a wisteria, giving people a caricature-like dream, as if just by sight, it could catch a hint of fragrance in her hair.

The skin is white and flawless, crystal clear, almost blown. The big-eyed elf on the face of a melon seed flickered, releasing the feeling of gentleness and virtuousness. But with the high nose bridge and round nose tip, it looks very playful and cute.

Despite her oriental face, her pupils were turquoise, like the waters of a deep lake. Occasionally, the breeze blows a little wave, bringing out a little transparent fragility.

As Lin Aiwen said, she wore the kind of black dress worn by the servants of foreign wealthy families, with a hem above the knees, well-proportioned round legs wrapped in black stockings, and a white headdress on her head.

Pang Jindong couldn't remember that he had seen this girl before, and after being stunned for a moment, Pang Jindong asked suspiciously: "Who are you?"

"My name is Masaharu Kazama, don't you remember me, sir?"

"Kazama ......" Pang Jindong has a deep impression of this surname, but he can't contact the girl in front of him anyway. Pang Jindong looked at Masaharu Kazama, and then asked, "Who are you Kurao?"

Masaharu Kazama replied respectfully, "It's my father!" Masaharu Kazama said, holding up a small picture frame he had found in the villa, which contained a worn-out ten-dollar bill. "Sir, I still have this!"

"Are you...... Xiaoqing?" Pang Jindong finally remembered, but he couldn't believe it.

"Yes, I'm so glad that Mr. still remembers me!" Masaharu Kazama smiled, a row of white teeth like pearls.

Pang Jindong shook his head and sighed: "You are too different from that time!"

"Do you remember this, sir?" said Masaharu Kazama, slowly unbuttoning her collar.

Pretending not to pay attention to Lin Aiwen here, she scolded at the right time: "Hmph! shameless!"

Masaharu Kazama ignored Lin Aiwen's words, revealing a long knife wound on her left rib.

Pang Jindong nodded and said in a deep voice: "Many things will change, but the wound will not change." ”

The Xiaoqing in Pang Jindong's memory, short and short, wearing clothes that are size three. Freckles all over the face. Dragged half of her nose all day.,It's a pretty sloppy girl.。 Because she lost her mother when she was a child, she followed her father all day long, and her father simply did not have the time and energy to take care of her. Looking at the beautiful and sunny girl in front of him, Pang Jindong really couldn't connect with the image in his memory.

"I remember that her father was from Dongying and her mother was from South America, so no wonder she had green pupil......s," Pang Jindong thought.

Kazama Masaharu looked at Pang Jindong's thoughtful appearance, and asked cautiously, "Sir, do you remember?"

Pang Jindong smiled awkwardly and replied, "Yes!"

"I remember that you Chinese have a saying - the eighteenth change of the female university, I was ten years old that year, and my husband was seventeen years old, and now, of course, there have been great changes. To be honest, Mr. has changed a lot, Xiaoqing is almost unrecognizable, and has become more handsome!"

"Hehe!" Hearing this, Pang Jindong scratched his head embarrassedly.

At this time, Lin Aiwen, who was left out in the cold, coughed a few times, and said in a weird manner: "It turns out that you are childhood sweethearts, and you have no guesses!"

"Shut up!" Pang Jindong glanced at Lin Aiwen and said unceremoniously: "What do you know! Don't look at her when she was very young, but our whole group admires her very much!"

"Hmph!" hit such a nail, Lin Aiwen turned her head and ignored the two people.

Pang Jindong asked, "How did you find me in China?"

"Since we separated, I have aspired to be like you with respect for you. So I've been thinking about this direction and working hard, but Xiaoqing doesn't have this talent after all, so she can only go to school honestly. But because of Xiaoqing's efforts, I still know a lot of people in this area. Some time ago, I learned that Barney had gone to Dongying to investigate the matter, and I hurriedly met with him. Xiaoqing was feeling confused about her future at the time, and Barney came to you as soon as he gave me your address. ”

"What are you doing with me?" Pang Jindong asked with a wry smile, a sense of foreboding faintly rose in his heart.

"Xiaoqing has said, be your maid!"

"Huh?" Pang Jindong's wry smile froze on his face.

"Won't the gentleman want me?"

"No...... It's not ......" Pang Jindong was deeply embarrassed, and hurriedly explained: "I just don't understand, why do you say this!"

"Xiaoqing doesn't just say this, but really wants to do it!"

"Huh?" Pang Jindong's wry smile began to develop towards the demeanor of a dumb man eating Coptis chinensis.

"Xiaoqing said that she always wanted to be like Mr., but there was no way to achieve it, so she could only go to school honestly. After graduating from high school, I couldn't find a suitable job because I didn't get into my ideal university. So I wanted to go to Mr. and be a servant. ”

"Don't you feel too wronged by yourself?"

Being with Mr. has always been the happiest day in Xiaoqing's life. Masaharu Kazama pursed her lips and smiled, and then said, "What's more, Mr. has a great favor to Xiaoqing." ”

"You are still very young, there is still a long way to go, you can't arrange your life like this......" Pang Jindong tried his best to pretend to be old to make his words more convincing.

"I don't have any relatives or friends in this world, so I only know my husband alone. I know that my husband returned to his country to live a stable life. If there were still concerns about following Mr. in the past, then there are no worries at all now, so Xiaoqing is willing to accompany Mr. to spend this peaceful and quiet secluded life. ”

"Have you really thought about it?"

Xiaoqing now has no source of livelihood, and all the money left by her parents has been spent. If the husband refuses to take him in, Xiaoqing will have to live on the streets. Masaharu Kazama said, her nose was sore, and she was about to cry.

Pang Jindong's face was full of embarrassment, and he had already cried in his heart: "I don't even have a girlfriend, and now I can't tell if I live in a Lin Aiwen, and there is one more Kazama Masaharu...... What about my love life?"

To be honest, although Pang Jindong likes to be alone, he is not a lonely person, and he hopes that there are many people around him, let alone such a beauty, but Pang Jindong has his own concerns. Pang Jindong's life has not really settled down now, and the impact of the past is far from over, so Pang Jindong doesn't want others to be involved in him. As for whether it will cause misunderstanding to others, it is not a matter of Pang Jindong's real concern.

Seeing Pang Jindong's appearance, Kazama Yaqing already understood in her heart, so she picked up her small suitcase and said resolutely: "Since Mr. really refuses to take in Xiaoqing, then Xiaoqing doesn't want to disturb Mr. anymore, so I will leave." ”

Pang Jindong waved his hand and said helplessly: "Since this is the case, if you want to stay, stay." If you want to leave, you can do so at any time. I really need someone to help take care of my life and my family. ”

Hearing this, Masaharu Kazama burst into tears and laughed: "Xiaoqing is so happy!" he said, looking around at Pang Jindong's messy home.

Pang Jindong is definitely not a person who likes to do housework, so the huge villa - whether it is a house of hundreds of square meters or a garden of more than 100 meters - is not taken care of. Since moving in, I haven't cleaned up except for a few part-time jobs. Not only are things messed up, but they are also dusty, and a little more movement will bring up dust from all over the house and emit a choking smell.

Masaharu Kazama obviously noticed this chaos early on, smiled slightly, and said, "If you have something to do, sir, go and get busy, men still have a career." All the things at home can be left to Xiaoqing. ”

"Then I'll trouble you!" Pang Jindong said embarrassedly.

Pang Jindong gave a bedroom to Masaharu Kazama, and then told her: "In the future, you will be given 5,000 yuan a month as a salary, and if there is something at home that needs to be spent, you will come to me." ”

"Mr. doesn't need to rush to pay Xiaoqing's salary, as long as there is a place to live and eat, Xiaoqing will be very happy. ”

Pang Jindong shook his head with a smile and said, "Your requirements are really low!"

"Sir, let's arrange the work!"

Pang Jindong scratched his head and replied, "I don't know what you should do, you can do it yourself!"

"Sir, don't worry!"

"By the way, do you know how to cook?"

"Yes!"

"As long as you know how to cook!" Pang Jindong said with great satisfaction.

After settling down with Masaharu Kazama, Pang Jindong returned to the company, and before leaving, he found a sly smile on Lin Aiwen's face.

By the time Pang Jindong returned home after finishing the company's work, it was already dark. The evening of midsummer is the most beautiful, and the life that begins to sprout in spring is at its peak at this time, and every qiē looks so vibrant. It's just short-lived, and when autumn comes, all of this will end in a grand withering.

The first garden lives up to its name, and the greening of the whole community is very good, with patches of green and blooming flowers everywhere. On the way home, Pang Jindong looked at the clusters of flowers flashing around him, and a poem by Tagore suddenly surged in his heart: "Life is like a summer flower." ”

As soon as he entered the house, Pang Jindong was taken aback, almost suspecting that he had gone to the wrong door.

In just one day, the whole house has been renewed, all the furniture has been carefully wiped down, and the floor is almost reflective. As long as it is a piece of glass, it must be bright. As long as it is garbage, it must be cleaned out.