"Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Guangyou asked leaning against the door frame.

After saying hello to Guangyou, Xiao Ai turned around and continued to prepare breakfast. When she heard Guangyou’s question, she replied: “I can’t sleep.”

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

"Yeah." Xiao Ai responded without replying, and said again, "And you helped me prepare for it a few days ago."

"It's just a small thing." Guangyou smiled. He never remembered such things in his heart, nor did he think about the rewards he would need to do such things.

If he had this kind of mind, the taste would have changed.

"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 to prepare breakfast for me except my relatives."

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

Then he said, "You must know that I am willing to prepare breakfast for you for the rest of my life, and I never hope to get anything from you."

"If I insist on asking me what reward I hope will be, then I hope I can see the smile on your face, the kind from the heart."

"I know." Xiao Ai stopped the movement in his hand and turned around and smiled sincerely at him, "I always knew."

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

"You go and wash." Xiao Ai turned around and continued to prepare breakfast, urging him to wash, "You can have breakfast later."

"Um."

When Guangyou left the kitchen door, Xiao Ai turned around and looked at the position where Guangyou had just stood, and chuckled casually.

While preparing breakfast, humming softly.

If Guangyou is still here, it is not difficult to find that Xiao Ai is humming "Flowers of Snow".

When he hummed one of the clips, Xiao Ai would sing a few lines in a low voice.

"Whether it's a smile or a crying night..."

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

...

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

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

Not narcissism.

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

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

"What do I want to do?" Guangyou turned on the faucet, took a handful of clear water with a hint of coolness, and slapped it on his face.

"call..."

After repeated several times, Guangyou stood up and wiped his face with a towel.

He supported his hands on the edge of the sink and looked at his reflection in the mirror again, the same as before, but his mentality changed slightly.

He exhaled at himself in the mirror, and Guangyou said to himself: "Everything is over."

He has basically never thought about these things. When he occasionally thinks about them, he always holds the idea of ​​"everything is over."

I didn't care at all.

Maybe it was the dream this morning.

In addition to the buses and wards that are about to explode, he also dreamed of many previous scenes:

For example, when I first met her.

For example, when I sang "Flowers of Snow" for the first time.

...

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

But I just didn't dream of myself before.

Now that he wakes up, he can remember many things from the past, but he suddenly forgets what he looked like.

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

Although time is long, memory may be blurred.

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

Therefore, just now, Guangyou stood in front of the mirror and stroked his cheeks, as if he had a sense of strangeness to himself.

This sense of strangeness comes and goes quickly, and Guangyou quickly settles down and stops thinking about these things.

Even if you think about it, you will look at it with a peaceful attitude.

"Anyway, everything has passed, and it's useless to think so much." Guangyou breathed out again, and a layer of white mist was immediately covered in the mirror.

Blurred his reflection in the mirror.

He reached out and wiped it on the mirror. Seeing his reflection in the mirror gradually becoming clear, Guangyou suddenly laughed.

"If you can't remember it, you can't remember it." Guangyou reached out and stroked 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 that of Daniel Kaneshiro and Takeshi Kaneshiro.

But his facial features are upright, his eyebrows are pretty, and his eyes are pretty.

He is a little handsome guy who can be called a completely handsome guy, and he has not yet fully opened. Maybe he can be more handsome in the future.

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

He also exercises, has a good figure, and his charm value is rising "ruggedly". Although it is useless to him, it is better than nothing.

If that's the case, what else does he think?

Do you want to change back to the past passerby’s face?

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

After calming down his mood, Guangyou cleaned up the traces left by himself, washed the towel, and then pushed the door back to the living room.

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

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

When he walked to the kitchen door, Guangyouru leaned against the door frame and looked at Xiao Ai wearing an apron, and suddenly remembered what Xiao Ai said to him while washing clothes.

He had a smile on his face and said in his heart, "It's getting more and more... no, it's just a home."

When he came, Guangyou did not deliberately lighten his steps, and the movements made when he walked naturally did not escape Xiao Ai's ears.

Hearing the movement coming from behind, Xiao Ai knew who was coming without looking back, and then said to Guangyou, who was standing at the kitchen door.

"Kwangyou, come in and help me bring the breakfast out."

She did not use polite words like "Can you please?"

Guangyou, who noticed this, remembered the words he said in his heart just now, and couldn't help but say something in his heart.

"I'm afraid there's no telepathy."

Family members also need politeness, but there is no need to say many polite words, as it is easy to appear alienated.

Thinking of this in his heart, Guangyou did not show any signs of it on the surface, but just walked into the kitchen with a smile.

"Here you come."

Unbuttoned the apron on his body and put it aside. When Xiao Ai turned around, he saw Guangyou picking up the still steaming milk. He didn't think about it, and subconsciously cared about him.

“Be careful of hot.”

"Don't worry." Guangyou nodded, brought the milk and breakfast to the plate, and then directly took the plate and left the kitchen.

At the same time, he also cared about Xiao Ai.

"You put the hot ones there, I'll take them, or Xiao Ai, you can clean up the kitchen first."

After saying that, Guangyou walked towards the dining table with a plate.

"Yeah." Xiao Ai responded, watching Guangyou's back disappear at the kitchen door, his lips slightly raised, turned around, and packed up the kitchen.
Chapter completed!