I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"what idea?"

Conan was a little puzzled for a while, and then he also reacted, lowering his head a little frustrated, "I don't know either."

"I'm asking if you have fantasized about your future wedding with Xiaolan."

Guangyou knew what he was talking about, but he didn't ask the question that would embarrass Conan.

"Marriage...wedding?"

Conan blushed immediately, and he stammered a bit when he said it, and then he waved his hand quickly, "How old am I? I'm still far away!"

"Stupid, just let you imagine it." Guangyou shook his head disgustedly, and said, "It's not for you to hold the wedding right now."

Conan blushed, as if dreaming about the scene of that day: the white wedding dress, the red carpet more than ten meters long...

Conan murmured: "It should be beautiful..."

Guangyou erased a mistake with an eraser, and then said to Conan: "This is only once in a lifetime. You can plan it earlier."

"It's still early?"

Conan was still a little shy when he talked about this, but he started to think of it honestly.

Perhaps this is the so-called verbal dissatisfaction with integrity...

He was thinking about it over there, and Guangyou was ready to finish today's work. He felt that today's progress was very good, so he closed his notebook and stood up and stretched comfortably.

Sitting back on the bed, Guangyou supported his chin with his hands, and watched Conan's red cheeks, he was also amused.

"Is this a real person..."

Conan suddenly recovered and asked Guangyou, "Or, would you help me design one too?"

Guangyou refused to even think about it, and explained: "You have to design this thing yourself, so it makes sense, or else just go to the store and buy it?"

Although it may not be as good-looking as those designed by everyone, it is definitely more meaningful than what they designed.

Moreover, no matter what pattern you want here or modify there, only you can understand your ideas more perfectly.

Conan nodded: "That said..."

Seeing that he seemed to be thinking seriously, Guangyou was also very pleased.

It suddenly occurred to him that he seemed to have been doing some "matchmaker" work these days, but it seemed to have little effect.

Takagi mustered the courage to confess, and Miwako dragged it past.

Conan started thinking about the future, but Xiaolan didn't know that Conan was the new one.

Dr. Ari began to change, but the appointed time has not yet arrived.

He made rapid progress on his own, which is also a point of his happiness.

Guangyou felt that he still had to worry about himself. Except for Dr. A Li, everything else would come naturally, and his role was just to push them.

It seems meaningless, but Guangyou enjoys it.

In his spare time, Guangyou took out his cell phone and texted Xiao Ai.

In this era, there is no QQ, and there is no WeChat, which is a lot of trouble. Communication between people has to rely on text messages or Internet chat rooms on computers...

It is said that TX pits money and scolds TX, but if you really don't use any TX products, it is estimated that it is something that every modern Huaxia person can hardly do.

Guangyou also felt that he could do a lot of things. Although things like money don't seem to be much now, it will be enough to live a stable life in the future.

But money, who would think it’s too much...

After making up his mind, Guangyou was ready to turn around and let Dr. A Li do it. It was impossible for Noah's Ark in the CD to do it.

While thinking about it, Xiao Ai replied.

In fact, it is not a matter of importance, it is just boring.

....

In the basement, Xiao Ai was wearing a white coat, leaning on the back of her chair and holding her mobile phone, with a small smile on her mouth.

After sending the text message back, she got up slightly, picked up a cup of steaming milk on the table, and took a sip.

After so long of training...it should be education, Xiao Ai has basically given up the habit of drinking coffee.

Although I drink it occasionally, it is very rare. I drink it about once a week, or even not even once.

Feeling the warmth of milk flowing into her stomach, she smiled and took another sip.

Hot milk has basically replaced her drink before going to bed, and she can clearly feel that the quality of sleep has risen to several levels.

"Let's stop here today."

Xiao Ai put down the milk, got up and turned off the computer, then took off her white coat and lay directly on the bed in the basement.

The bear doll that Guangyou gave her before has been used as a pillow.

She leaned on the bear, holding the phone in her hand, as if waiting for Guangyou's reply.

Soon, the phone prompt sounded, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly. After thinking about how to answer, she replied with extremely fast hand speed.

Then, she put the phone aside, put the weight of her whole body on the little bear, feeling the fluff on the doll's body scratching her face, and she felt warm inside.

Hot milk warmed her stomach, and text messages warmed her heart...

....

While waiting for the reply, Guangyou also thought he was very funny.

When he was not in love before, he came across those couples who had been talking on the phone for more than an hour. He thought in his heart, "Isn't the topic exhausted after talking for so long? I really can't understand..."

But when he was there, he found that chatting was really happy, and he liked the short period of time waiting for a reply.

It's like a cat who wants to get a fish.

"Buzzing"

Guangyou's mobile phone vibrated. Looking at the caller ID on it, he answered the phone with a smile, and said in a soft voice, "It's late, don't you want to sleep?"

"Don't talk, just keep it like this for a while..."

Xiao Ai's request made Guangyou feel a little surprised, but now there is nothing wrong with her. This little request can be satisfied with her.

Guangyou just put the phone next to his ear, leaned against the pillow, glanced at Conan who was still in a daze, then glanced at the door.

He heard Xiaolan's faint complaint from the door just now, seeming to be complaining that Uncle Maori has not yet returned home.

After regaining his senses, Xiao Ai's steady breathing sounded from Guangyou's ear, and he gradually calmed down.

I just finished today's design work, my mind is still active, but at this time it seems to be dead, calm and unreasonable.

When you are calm, thinking of something in your mind will be more stable than usual, and there will be no distractions.

He is thinking about the 3D picture of the ring, which is what he likes to do when he is bored.

Build a simple model in your mind. You don't need to think out all the details, just build out the key points in your mind.

He uses this method to simulate every possibility he can think of and the feasibility of the plan.

Similarly, this method can also be applied to what he is doing now.

After a simple pre-production in his mind, Guangyou nodded with satisfaction after no obvious errors were found.

However, he still has to go to the scene tomorrow and try it out to know the success rate.

"I seem to have a little idea."