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Mingmi smiled after hearing this.

There was less bitterness in the smile, and more relief.

She turned to look out the window, narrowed her eyes, and said softly:

"They didn't leave, they just lived in our hearts in another way."

Seeing Mingmei was relieved, Guangyou also smiled from the heart.

"Guangyou, thank you." Mingmei turned her head and looked at Guangyou, and said, "I feel that I am in a much better mood."

"you are welcome."

Not much to talk about this heavy topic, Mingmei's mood improved, and Guangyou brought the topic back:

"Sister, what do you think of this painting?"

Mingmei was still a little surprised seeing this painting again.

But compared with the first time she saw it, she was less sad at this time.

She looked at the "Miyano couple" on the draft and smiled:

"The painting is very similar."

"I think Shiho will definitely like it."

"correct."

With that, Mingmei suddenly remembered something, she looked up at Guangyou and asked:

"Guangyou, I think this picture of yours seems to be almost painted, it is almost painted, then when are you going to give this picture to Shiho?"

"Her birthday?"

"It's still a holiday such as Valentine's Day and Christmas."

Facing this problem, Guangyou smiled and sold it off:

"No."

"Birthday gifts are another."

"As for when to give this painting to her..."

"You'll know when you send it, let me hide it first."

Since Guangyou said that, there must be his reason.

Therefore, Mingmei did not ask, just as Guangyou said, she would know when it was delivered.

She straightened up and said to Guangyou:

"Kwangyou, if you can, can you give me a copy when you give it to Shiho?"

"Of course it can." Guangyou agreed without hesitation.

"Yeah." Mingmei glanced at the photo, then looked away.

Seeing this, Guangyou put away the phone and deleted the photo.

Putting away their phones, the two talked about other topics tacitly, as if they had forgotten about it.

After chatting for a while, Xiao Ai's voice came from the kitchen:

"You two can go wash your hands and prepare for dinner."

After that, Guangyou saw Xiao Ai wearing an apron walking out of the kitchen carrying a dinner plate.

In this case, he naturally cannot follow what Xiao Ai said to wash his hands honestly. The correct way should be to step forward and help bring out the dishes.

And Xiao Ai did not refuse, just remembering some of the words she had just heard, and she took another look at Guangyou and smiled a little bit more.

...

It was getting late, and the lights of Wanjia were lit up, illuminating a small piece of Tokyo's night sky together with the neon lights of various colors.

Don’t know, but in the apartment at this time, the atmosphere is very warm.

Before coming, Guangyou promised Xiao Ai to prepare her dinner, but he did not agree to let her clean it alone.

For this reason, after eating, he and Xiao Ai washed the dishes in the kitchen.

Mingmei was lying on the rocking chair by the window, holding a book in her hand, and when she read it, she occasionally raised her head to look at the kitchen.

Although no sound was heard, she knew that the two of them should be in a good mood at this time.

The sight is reading, but the mind is not here.

When the two came over last time, she heard her sister say that she wanted to help Guangyou do something instead of just enjoying his contribution.

Now it seems that his sister has got her wish.

Although this kind of thing is small, it is enough.

As the two get along longer and longer, my sister, who was in love for the first time, finally no longer struggles with this.

Giving for giving is not a good thing, but a bad thing.

However, there is one thing to say.

The relationship between the two is really good.

Just when it was time to cook, Guangyou sprinkled dog food several times.

Mingmei, who had no intention of reading, put the book back on the shelf, closed her eyes, and moved with the rocking chair back and forth slightly, her rosy lips opened slightly, and she whispered to herself:

"family..."

"How long have I not felt this feeling."

"I really miss it."

"Unfortunately, there are still not enough people."

A figure gradually appeared in her mind, and she remembered that Guangyou was ready to let them meet, Mingmei smiled slightly:

"I hope that day will come soon."

...

Putting the last plate back in place, Guangyou let out a long sigh of relief:

"It's finished."

"Go out and take a rest." Xiao Ai walked to the refrigerator, took out a carton of milk, and asked Guangyou, "Drink milk?"

In the past, she had no habit of drinking milk.

The most common drink is coffee, because it needs refreshing.

But since Guangyou asked her to drink less coffee and drink milk instead, she has gradually become accustomed to drinking a cup of warm milk in the morning and evening.

Perhaps it was a psychological effect. She felt that the quality of sleep was much better after drinking.

"Drink." Guangyou gave a positive answer.

"You go to the living room and rest for a while." Xiao Ai poured three cups of milk into the microwave and said, "I'll take it out later."

"Be careful of hot hands."

"Got it."

He didn't stay in the kitchen much, and didn't think that he would have to help Xiao Ai to get out. After such a warning, Guangyou turned and left the kitchen.

When Guangyou left the kitchen, Xiao Ai leaned on the edge of the table next to the microwave, whispering to herself:

"gift..."

"He prepared something, so mysterious."

She heard some conversations between the two in the kitchen.

But I didn't hear it all.

She didn't know that Guangyou was going to give her a hand-painted family portrait.

I heard the words "birthday", "Valentine's Day" and "Christmas" mentioned by my sister.

I didn't hear the phrase "Birthday gift is another" from Guangyou.

She has some expectations for this mysterious gift.

In less than a minute of hot milk, she wondered what the gift was.

There is no clue, which leaves her without any ideas.

But at this moment, Xiao Ai suddenly remembered that she seemed to have heard Guangyou mentioned "wedding" before.

It was milk that was heating up, not her. But when she thought of this, Xiao Ai felt a little warm on her cheeks. She thought to herself:

"It's not really a ring..."

Since being with Guangyou, she occasionally clicks on love movies that she has never been interested in before.

Forgot which movie it was, she only remembered that the main plot was the heroine's amnesia. The hero did not give up, but instead asked for marriage several times.

One of the marriage proposals was when the male lead invited the female lead to a high-end restaurant on the female lead’s birthday, planning to propose to him.

The proposal ring is hidden in the birthday present.

On another occasion, it was Valentine's Day when the protagonist proposed to the protagonist, and the proposal ring was hidden in the rose by the protagonist.

At Christmas time, the proposal ring was hidden in the Christmas stocking by the man.

...

In addition to these few, she also brainstormed other scenes.

For example, in the New Year, the proposal ring is hidden in a red envelope...

"Ding~"

The crisp sound of the microwave brought Xiao Lai back to reality.

"Ring..."

From sensibility to rationality, Xiao Ai analyzed a wave and felt that the ring was unlikely, and the gift might be something else.

However, she didn't know what it was.

Although curious, she would not ask.

After walking out of this kitchen, she assumed that she hadn't heard those words.

Since Guangyou bothered to prepare surprises for him, if she had guessed all of them, wouldn't Guangyou's mind be wasted?

After regaining consciousness, Xiao Ai did not forget Guangyou's instructions before leaving, and took out the milk that had been heated in the microwave using a towel.

Putting three cups of milk on the dinner plate one by one, she thought to herself:

"Help him prepare a copy."

...