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Chapter 926 The Chat I Don't Want To End

After washing up, just as Guangyou walked out of the bathroom, he immediately saw Conan who was rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for a thermometer.

"Strange, where is the thermometer?" Conan frowned, opened the box of spare medicines, and was a little puzzled.

He remembered that the thermometer was placed here, why can't he find it now?

Was it taken away and not put back?

"Guangyou, do you know where the thermometer is?" Conan got up and looked at Guangyou and asked.

"I don't know." Guangyou shrugged. He usually exercises and has good physical fitness. He hasn't been sick for a long time.

"That's strange." Conan recalled, neither Xiaolan nor Uncle Maoli had been sick during this period.

No one should have a thermometer.

"If you don't have a thermometer, let Xiaolan measure it for you." Guangyou walked to the dining table and sat down, giving Conan an idea.

It is not impossible to test whether you have a fever without a thermometer. There are many methods.

It's just that the accuracy of those methods is not as high as that of thermometers.

"Ask Xiaolan to help take the test?" Conan was stunned when he heard it, and the picture of Xiaolan helping him take his temperature slowly emerged in his mind.

Coincidentally, when the two were talking about this, Xiaolan came out of the kitchen with breakfast.

"Sister Xiaolan, please take Conan's temperature." Guangyou didn't care whether Conan would agree, and directly told Xiaolan about it.

"I don't know where to put the thermometer."

"Can't find the thermometer?" Xiaolan put the breakfast on the dining table, untied her apron, and nodded in agreement, "Okay then."

Afterwards, Xiaolan walked up to Conan, bent down, and helped Conan take a test with the back of her hand.

Seeing that Xiaolan used this method to measure her body temperature, Guangyou shook her head in disappointment.

He wanted to see Xiaolan help Conan measure his body temperature with the "forehead to forehead" method.

To be precise, he wanted to see Conan's expression when Xiaolan used that method to measure his body temperature.

"It seems that I really have a little fever." Xiaolan withdrew her hand and said, "Conan, after breakfast, you and Guangyou go to the hospital to see."

"Well, I see." Conan nodded with an unnatural expression.

Although the back of the hand is not as close as the forehead, but Conan feels that the distance is very close. He is not an old stick like Guangyou.

"Let's go have breakfast." After Xiaolan finished talking to Conan, she turned her head to look at Uncle Maori's closed door, and said helplessly.

"Father is also true, he hasn't woken up yet."

"Conan, is it a pity." Guangyou swallowed the breakfast in his mouth, turned his head, looked at Conan who was sitting beside him, and asked in a teasing tone.

"Why is it a pity?" Conan didn't respond.

"Of course it's a pity that Xiaolan didn't use her forehead to take your temperature." Guangyou gently bumped Conan with his shoulder, raised his eyebrows, and looked playful.

"Hey..." Conan curled his lips after hearing this, and looked at You speechlessly.

what is this man thinking
Disgusted, disgusted, Conan still disliked his integrity, and filled his mind with the picture of Xiaolan taking his temperature with his forehead.

It seems that it looks good too.
If Guangyou knew what Conan was thinking, he would definitely despise him.

Instead of teasing Conan, Guangyou continued eating breakfast, took out his phone from his pocket, and sent Xiao Ai a text message.

The content is very routine, just a very common "good morning".

He didn't wait for Xiao Ai's reply. After sending the text message, Guangyou put the phone on the table and concentrated on the breakfast in front of him.

Halfway through breakfast, Guangyou received a reply from Xiao Ai:
"Good morning."

Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, Guangyou picked up the phone, edited the matter that he and Conan were going to the hospital today into a text message, and sent it.

If it wasn't for this incident, Guangyou would have taken Xiao Ai to the Mihua Library.

The information in the library must be more comprehensive and can help Xiao Ai better.

But Conan has a cold, and he and Conan who are in the same room.

Although the two slept on their own beds, the door of the room was closed tightly and the air was not circulating. He must have been infected with germs.

He usually exercises regularly, and his physical fitness is quite good. There is nothing he can do about ordinary colds.

But Xiao Ai's physical fitness is not as good as his. If he infects Xiao Ai with a cold when he goes to find Xiao Ai, it will be bad.

This is not what Guangyou wants to see.

Anyway, the two of them usually have a lot of time to meet, and this day is not missing.

After swallowing the last bite of breakfast, Guangyou received Xiaoai's reply:
"I see, you should pay attention these two days, don't catch a cold too, or don't think of me taking care of you when the time comes."

After reading the text message, Guangyou felt the concern between the lines, and chuckled lightly.

This girl's way of caring is still the same, as if Xiao Ai is disgusting him, but she really cares about him.

If he really catches a cold, Guangyou knows very well that Xiao Ai will definitely come to take care of him.

Even when he was taking care of him, he still disliked him a few words and said something like "I made you pay attention", but that concern was definitely not fake.

"I will pay attention, and you too, if you are tired from studying, go to rest for a while, don't forget to eat even after studying."

After editing this text message, Guangyou pressed the send button and sent it to Xiao Ai.

Not long after, Guangyou received a reply from Xiao Ai, the content was still very concise:
"Oh, I see."

"I'm leaving for the hospital now." Guangyou stared at the text message displayed on the phone screen for a while, edited another text message, and sent it to Xiao Ai.

A few seconds later, he received a reply from Xiao Ai:
"Be careful on the road, I'm busy too."

"Well, don't be tired."

After replying to this text message, Guangyou took a breath, and stuffed the phone into his pocket, avoiding the phone in sight.

I don't know if it's just him.

When chatting with Xiao Ai, there will always be an idea in his mind that "the chat is over, but I still want to reply to the other party".

In the case that the last message is Xiao Aifa, this kind of thought will arise in Guangyou's mind.

At this moment, Guangyou felt the phone vibrate in his pocket.

"I still don't want to watch it." Guangyou knew what Xiao Ai would reply, and it was nothing more than "Well, I see".

But he still wants to read it in his heart, and then reply.

But if it goes on like this, you can't stop, it's a waste of time.

Giving up on the idea of ​​reading text messages, Guangyou got up with an empty plate, went to the kitchen, washed the dishes and put them away.

"Conan, when are we leaving?" Guangyou walked out of the kitchen, glanced at Conan who had almost eaten, and asked.

"Shall we go after breakfast?"

"Go early." Conan sniffed, nodded, swallowed the breakfast in his mouth, and said, "Let's go after eating."

"En." Guangyou remembered his unfinished "family portrait", and after answering, he turned around and walked into his room.

"It's definitely too late to paint, but you can see if there are any flaws on the painting."

"Family Portrait" is still in the draft stage, if any mistakes are found, there is still time to modify them.

But if it is colored, it will be troublesome to modify it.

If it is board painting, there will be no such troubles, but now he is hand-painting, so try to avoid mistakes.

After returning to the room, Guangyou sat on the edge of the bed. He picked up the black notebook next to the pillow, turned to the unfinished "Family Portrait", and read it carefully.

While looking at this "family portrait", Guangyou recalled the content of that dream, with a gentle smile on his face all the time.

　Come on for the college entrance examination~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)