I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"Why don't you sleep more." Guangyou asked, leaning against the door frame.

After saying hello to Guangyou, Xiao Ai turned around and continued to prepare breakfast. Hearing Guangyou’s question, she replied, "Can't sleep."

"So you got up and prepared breakfast?" Guangyou asked again, looking at her busy figure.

"Yeah." Xiao Ai replied without replying, and said, "And you helped me prepare the other days."

"It's just a small thing." Guangyou smiled. He never took this kind of thing to heart, and he never thought about what he needed to get for doing such a thing.

If he has this mindset, then the taste will change.

"But it's not a trivial matter to me, after all..." Xiao Ai paused for a second before continuing, "After all, you are the first person besides my relatives to prepare breakfast for me."

"You..." Guangyou didn't know what to say to this girl for a while, looked at her figure and was silent for a moment.

Then he said: "You know, I am willing to prepare breakfast for you for a lifetime, and I never hope to get anything in return from you."

"If you insist on asking me what I want in return, then I hope I can see the smile on your face, the kind from the heart."

"I know." Xiao Ai stopped her hand and smiled sincerely at him, "I always knew it."

"Just know it." Guangyou nodded, took a breath, and straightened up.

"You go and wash." Xiao Ai turned her head and continued to prepare breakfast, urging him to wash, "You can eat breakfast later."

"Ok."

When Guangyou left the kitchen door, Xiao Ai looked back at where Guangyou stood, and chuckled casually.

While preparing breakfast, he hummed softly.

If Guangyou is still here, it is not difficult to find that Xiaowei is "Snow Flower".

When humming one of the segments, Xiao Ai would sing a few words quietly.

"Whether it is a smiling night or a tearful night..."

"I will always be by your side..."

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After washing, Guangyou put his hands on the edge of the sink.

He looked at himself in the mirror for a while, couldn't help but stretched out his hand and stroked it along the outline of his cheek.

It's not narcissism.

But Guangyou realized that he could not remember what he looked like before.

I just remember it's ordinary, not as handsome as now.

"What do I want to do?" Guangyou opened the faucet, took a handful of cool water, and slapped it on his face.

"call..."

After doing this several times, Guangyou straightened up and dried his face with a towel.

Putting his hands on the edge of the sink, looking at his reflection in the mirror again, the same action as before, but his mentality has undergone some subtle changes.

Exhaling to himself in the mirror, Guangyou said to himself: "Everything has passed."

He hadn't thought about this in normal times, and when he occasionally thought of it, he also clung to the idea of ​​"everything has passed".

I didn't care about it at all.

Or maybe it was the dream this morning.

In addition to the bus and the ward about to explode, he also dreamed of many previous scenes:

For example, the first time I saw her.

Another example is when I sang "Snow Flower" for the first time.

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In addition to dreaming of clips related to Xiao Ai, I also dreamed of other people, such as Xiaolan, Conan, Uncle Maori...

But I didn't dream of my previous self.

Now that he wakes up, he can remember the past, and remember many things clearly, but suddenly forgot what he looked like before.

Obviously, as long as you think about it, you can remember what that person looks like.

Although it is a long time, the memory may be blurred.

But what he forgot was not others, but his previous self.

Because of this, Guangyou just stood in front of the mirror and stroked her cheek, as if she felt strange to herself.

This kind of strangeness came quickly and went quickly, Guangyou soon got up his mind and stopped thinking about these things.

Even if you think, you should look at it with a peaceful mind.

"Anyway, everything is over, it's useless to think so much." Guangyou exhaled again, and the mirror suddenly covered with a white mist.

Blurred his reflection in the mirror.

Reaching out and wiping on the mirror, Guangyou suddenly laughed as he watched his reflection in the mirror gradually become clear.

"If you can't remember, you can't remember." Guangyou stretched out his hand to stroke his cheek, followed the outline, and touched it.

"This face is more handsome than before, that's enough."

Although his appearance is not particularly high, he is not as good as Yanzu and Takeshi.

But his features are well-shaped, his brows are beautiful, and his eyes are pretty good.

He can be called Xiaoshuai completely, and he hasn't fully opened yet. Maybe he can be more handsome in the future.

Compared with the previous passerby's face, this face is much better.

Moreover, he is still exercising, has a good figure, and his charisma is increasing. Although it is useless for him, it is better than nothing.

In that case, what else does he think?

Do you want to change back to the previous passerby face?

Unless he has cat cakes, how could he think so.

After finishing up his mood, Guangyou cleaned up the traces left by her washing, washed the towels, and then opened the door and returned to the living room.

When he returned to the living room after washing, Xiao Ai was still in the kitchen preparing breakfast, Xiaolan and the others were still in their room, and 80% were still in the bed.

It's still early, and it's normal to still sleep.

Walking to the kitchen door, Guangyou leaned on the door frame and looked at Xiao Ai wearing an apron as before, and suddenly remembered what Xiao Ai said to him when she was washing clothes.

With a smile on his face, he secretly said in his heart, "More and more...no, it's just a home."

Guangyou didn't deliberately let go of his steps when he came, and the movement made while walking naturally did not escape Xiao Ai's ears.

Hearing the movement from behind, Xiao Ai knew who was coming without turning her head, and then said to Guangyou who was standing in front of the kitchen.

"Guangyou, come in and help me get my breakfast out."

She didn't use polite words like "can it or not".

Having noticed this, Guangyou remembered the sentence he had just said in his heart, and couldn't help but say another sentence in his heart.

"I'm afraid it's not telepathic."

The family also needs to be polite, but there is no need to say a lot of polite words, so it is easy to appear to be divided.

Thinking of this in her mind, but Guangyou didn't show any signs on the surface, but with a smile, she answered as she walked into the kitchen.

"coming."

Untie her apron and put it aside. When Xiao Ai turned her head, she saw Guangyou picking up steaming milk. She didn't think about it, but subconsciously cared about him.

"Be careful."

"Don't worry." Guangyou nodded, put the milk and breakfast on the plate, and then left the kitchen directly with the plate.

At the same time, he also cared about a little mourning.

"You put the hot one there, I'll take it, or Xiaoai, you can clean up the kitchen first."

After speaking, Guangyou walked to the table with the plate.

"Yeah." Xiao Ai replied, watching Guangyou's back disappear in the door of the kitchen, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, turned around, and picked up the kitchen.

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