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Chapter 1008 Mysterious Gift

After hearing this, Mingmei smiled.

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

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

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

Seeing that Minmei was relieved, Guangyou also smiled from the bottom of his heart.

"Guangyou, thank you." Mingmei turned her head, looked at Guangyou, and said, "I feel much better already."

"you are welcome."

Without talking about this heavy topic, Mingmei's mood improved, and Guangyou brought the topic back:
"Sister, what do you think of this painting?"

Seeing this painting again, Mingmei was still a little surprised.

But compared to 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."

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

"Guangyou, I see that your painting seems to be almost finished, the only thing that is missing is the coloring, so when are you going to give this painting to Zhibao?"

"Her birthday?"

"Still Valentine's Day, Christmas or something like that."

Facing this question, Guangyou smiled and made a fool of himself:

"No."

"Birthday presents are something else."

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

"You will know when you send it off, let me hide it first."

Since Guangyou said so, there must be his reason.

Therefore, Mingmei didn't ask, just like what Guangyou said, she would know when it was delivered.

She straightened up and said to Guangyou:
"Guangyou, if possible, can you give me a copy when you give it to Zhibao?"

"Of course." Guangyou agreed without hesitation.

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

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

Putting away the phone, the two tacitly chatted about other topics, as if they had forgotten about it.

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

"You two can wash your hands and prepare to eat."

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

In this situation, it is naturally impossible for him to wash his hands honestly as Xiao Ai said. The correct way should be to step forward and help bring out the dishes.

And Xiao Ai didn't refuse, just remembered some words she heard just now, looked at Guangyou one more time, and smiled a little more.

As the sky was getting late, Wanjia's lights were turned on, illuminating a small piece of Tokyo's night sky together with neon lights of various colors.

The others don't know, but the atmosphere in the apartment at this moment is very warm.

Before coming, Guangyou promised Xiao Ai that she would prepare dinner, but he didn't promise to let her clean up alone.

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

Minmei was lying on a rocking chair by the window.

She held a book in her hand, and when she was flipping through it, she occasionally raised her head to look at the kitchen.

Although she didn't hear the sound, she knew that the two of them should be in a good mood at this time.

The eyes are reading the book, but the mind is not here.

When the two came over last time, she heard from her sister that she wanted to do something for Guangyou, instead of just enjoying what he did.

Now it seems that my sister has got her wish.

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

As the two of them get along longer and longer, this younger sister, who is in love for the first time, finally no longer struggles with these things.

Giving for the sake of 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.

During the cooking time, Guangyou sprinkled dog food several times.

Mingmei, who had no intention of reading, simply put the book back on the shelf, closed her eyes, and as the rocking chair rocked back and forth slightly, her rosy lips parted slightly, and whispered to herself:
"family"

"How long has it been since I felt this feeling."

"I really miss it."

"Unfortunately, there are not enough people."

A figure gradually emerged in her mind.

Remembering that Guangyou was already planning to arrange a meeting between the two, Mingmei smiled lightly:
"I hope that day will come soon."

Putting the last plate back to its original position, Guangyou let out a long sigh of relief:
"Finished."

"Go out and rest for a while." Xiao Ai walked to the refrigerator, took out a box of milk from it, and asked Guangyou, "Drink milk?"

In the past, she did not have the habit of drinking milk.

The drink I drink most often is coffee, because I need to refresh myself.

However, since Guangyou told her to drink less coffee and drink milk instead, she gradually got used to drinking a cup of warm milk in the morning and evening.

Perhaps it is a psychological effect, she feels that after drinking, the quality of sleep is much better.

"Drink." Guangyou gave an affirmative answer.

After pouring three cups of milk and putting them in the microwave, Xiao Ai said to Guangyou:

"You go to the living room to rest for a while."

"I'll take it out later."

"Be careful with hot hands."

"understood."

He didn't stay in the kitchen for too long, and he didn't think he had to help Xiao Ai take it out. After giving such instructions, Guangyou turned and left the kitchen.

When Guangyou left the kitchen, Xiao Ai leaned against the edge of the table next to the microwave oven and whispered to herself:

"Gift."

"What did he prepare? So mysterious."

She heard some conversations between the two in the kitchen.

But I didn't hear all of it.

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 Guangyou's phrase "birthday gift is something else".

She was looking forward to this mysterious gift.

During the less than a minute of hot milk, she guessed what the gift was.

There were no clues, which left her without any train of thought.

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

It was the milk that was heating, not her.

But thinking of this incident, Xiao Ai felt her cheeks getting hot, and she thought to herself:

"It can't really be a ring."

Since she was with Guangyou, she would occasionally click on those love movies that she had never been interested in before.

Forgot which movie it was, she only remembered that the main plot was that the heroine had amnesia, and the hero didn't give up, and instead proposed several times.

One of the proposals was that the male protagonist invited the female protagonist to a high-end restaurant on the female protagonist's birthday, planning to propose to her.

And the engagement ring is hidden among the birthday presents.

Another time, it happened to be Valentine's Day when the hero proposed to the heroine, and the proposal ring was hidden among the roses by the hero.

On Christmas, the proposal ring was hidden in the Christmas stocking by the hero.

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

For example, during the New Year, the proposal ring is hidden in the red envelope
"Ding~"

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

"Ring?"

Returning 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 didn't ask.

After walking out of this kitchen, she pretended not to hear those words.

Since Guangyou took the trouble to prepare a surprise for him, if she guessed everything, wouldn't it be a waste of Guangyou's thoughts?
When she regained her senses, Xiao Ai did not forget Guangyou's instructions before leaving, and used a towel to take out the milk that had been heated in the microwave.

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

"Help him prepare one too."

　Source: "Fifty First Dates"

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　　And everyone, go to bed early at night?
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