Unlike the bustling downtown areas of Shinjuku and Shibuya, the area where the office is located becomes quieter at night.

In fact, it is not very noisy during the day.

This is also what Guangyou likes.

be quiet.

In the room on the third floor of the office, Guangyou sat next to Xiao Ai, focused on the painting, holding the colored lead and coloring the painting.

Beside him, Xiao Ai leaned against the head of the bed, watching the novel carefully.

Occasionally, she would turn her head, and her eyes stopped for a moment on the face of Guangyou who was painting.

Seeing the serious expression on Guangyou's face, a smile always flashed across her face.

Then Xiao Ai shifted her gaze from Guangyou's face to the notebook.

The painting was gradually filled with color by Guangyou. Looking at the painting, Xiao Ai seemed to be affected by her thoughts, and suddenly remembered the scene of the chorus.

...

"Don't worry, that won't happen..."

"It will never happen."

...

"As I said at the beginning, you have promised to be my lifelong research object."

"Do not worry."

...

"I still want to eat the sandwich you made. The rib soup that time was also good..."

"Why do you eat everything you want?"

"Because in my opinion, your whole person is like sugar."

...

"What do you mean?"

"Because I like sweets."

...

After awakening from the memory, Xiao Ai's eyes could not stop softening.

After looking at Guangyou, who was seriously painting, Xiao Ai looked away and continued to read the novel.

...

Ten minutes later.

"Huh... almost done." Guangyou shook his hand, nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the half-finished painting.

At this time, most of the painting has been colored.

In the painting, the setting sun shines into the room from the window, and the two people in front of the window are bathed in the afterglow.

Among them, the boy holding the guitar seemed to be singing, and the brown-haired girl sitting next to him was leaning on his shoulder.

At the same time both of them are looking at each other.

In fact, this painting is almost finished, and Guangyou is now looking at whether there are any details that need to be added to this painting.

Fortunately, the scene is simple, and the focus of painting is the window and the sunset outside the window.

It's hard to talk about how good the painting is, he tried his best anyway.

"Xiao Ai, how do you feel?" Guangyou handed the notebook to Xiao Ai, inadvertently showing a trace of satisfaction in his speech, "I feel okay."

"This painting is very beautiful." A smile filled the corners of Xiaowei's lips. After looking at the painting, he nodded.

Hearing a completely different response from before, Guangyou knew that this painting was still very successful.

"Let's take this painting back." Guangyou handed the notebook to Xiao Ai, then got up and put away the colored lead.

"Don't you keep it?" Xiao Ai put the novel aside, then picked up the notebook, looked at the painting, and there was a smile in her eyes that could not be concealed.

However, the expression on her face was relatively calm, except that the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and she looked in a good mood.

"You keep it, who of us stayed?"

Set the colored lead and sit back next to Xiao Ai. Guangyou just wanted to reach out and rub Xiao Ai's hair, but suddenly remembered that he was coloring the painting just now.

Now there are traces of colored lead on the hands, which are somewhat dirty.

After realizing this, Guangyou withdrew his hand.

"You take this painting back." Guangyou got up again, and said to Xiao Ai, "put it on your table then."

"Okay." Xiao Ai didn't shirk any more, nodded in response.

She also likes this painting, and it would be nice to take it home.

"I'll go out and wash my hands first."

"it is good."

After saying hello to Xiao Ai, Guangyou opened the door and left the room.

...

In the living room, Hattori Heiji and Conan are sitting in front of the TV playing video games.

"Work... Conan, you lost again!" Hattori Heiji smiled and glanced at Conan who was sitting next to him, with a smug expression on his face.

He has fought Conan a lot, and Conan has never won.

He deliberately released the water for the occasional win.

"Don't be proud, let's have another one." Conan was not affected by Hattori Heiji, and pressed the start button with a serious expression.

"Conan plays video games..." Guangyou stood there watching Conan fall into the wind, and saw Hattori Heiji teasing Conan with a smile.

"I'm going to win again, Conan."

"Can you not be wordy? Play the game well."

Withdrawing his gaze, Guangyou couldn't help but vomit, "People are still addicted to vegetables."

After complaining, Guangyou went to the kitchen to wash his hands.

When he came out, Hattori Heiji and Conan just ended.

Hearing the movement behind them, the two looked back.

After seeing Guangyou in the back, Conan greeted Guangyou quickly, "Gwangyou, you come to fight Hattori, I'm a little tired."

"I think you should have a broken mentality." Guangyou watched Conan stand up and gave him a seat, and couldn't help laughing.

"Nonsense, I'm just a little tired from playing."

When he said this, Conan looked calm.

It seemed that he was not like him who pressed the handle buttons madly because of being abused.

"Tsk..." Guangyou didn't break Conan.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether it is dismantled or not, he and Hattori Heiji can see that Conan is stubborn.

"Okay, then I'll fight Hattori." Guangyou deliberately amplified the volume, then walked to the TV, sat on the floor, and picked up the handle.

"Hope Guangyou can give me some pressure." Hattori Heiji put away his smile, and while his expression was serious, an inexplicable breath spread out around him.

"Oh." Guangyou responded without paying attention.

As if hitting the cotton with a punch, Hattori Heiji also put away his joking attitude and began to choose roles.

"I will use this swordsman."

Perhaps because Hattori Heiji practiced kendo, Kosuke never saw him consider other roles.

"Then I will use this..."

...

A few minutes later.

Accompanied by the game prompt sound of "GAMEOVER", Guangyou put down the handle, covered his mouth and yawned, while standing up from the ground.

"It's over, I'm back to the room."

After watching Guangyou leave, Conan sat down again, picked up the handle, and couldn't help teasing Hattori Heiji, "Hattori, haven't you been abused too."

"People can play, there's no way." Hattori Heiji thought that he could fight Conan, so he soon settled.

"I'm very satisfied, as long as I can abuse you."

He finally found a place where he could beat Kudo Shinichi today.

Somewhat happy.

"Haha." Conan sneered twice and pressed the start button.

...

After returning to the room, Guangyou sat back next to Xiao Ai.

Seeing that she was reading the previous draft, Guangyou said aloud: "This painting is not finished yet. When I finish painting, I will show it to you as soon as possible."

"Yeah." Xiao Ai nodded, and handed the notebook back to Guangyou. "I also want to know what you dreamed of."

Without directly telling Xiao Ai the content of the scene, Guangyou smiled and nodded, "Okay, I will let you know."

After speaking, Guangyou reached out and rubbed Xiao Ai's hair.

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