Collapse, my pirated Golden Garden!

A cold wind blew.

Morin: "…What's going on this winter?! Why is it so hot and cold?!"

...

After spending some time, Morin finally opened the door of the Golden Courtyard with difficulty and returned to the Golden Courtyard.

There was no one in the living room of the Golden Courtyard at this time. Qianjie was preparing dinner in the kitchen, although Mo Lin had said so at noon.

Qianjie didn't use those embarrassing moves anymore, but the noise of cooking was still as loud as before.

As soon as he entered the Golden Courtyard, his shivering body instantly warmed up. Morin looked and found that it was the fireplace that had never been used. He didn't know when it was lit.

Looking at the warm orange flames, Morin's heart melted.

but…

He clearly remembered that there should be no coal at home, so what was burning in the fireplace in the Golden Courtyard?

He shouted to the kitchen: "Brother Jie, what is burning in the fireplace?"

Qianjie paused while cooking, and a head with a facial mask popped out from the kitchen: "Wood..."

wood?

Morin remembered some of the wood that was left over from Qianjie's carving last time. It seemed that he had burned all the extra wood as fuel.

This incident also reminded Morin that the weather would get colder and colder in the future. If there was no heating in the Golden Courtyard, it might be unbearable.

It seems that if I have time later, I will have to buy some radiators or some coal.

While Maureen was thinking this, Mebius and Grayshue, who were in the room, also came down from upstairs and sat on the chairs in the dining room.

Qianjie also brought out all the prepared meals from the kitchen one by one.

Mo Lin had to give up the idea and sat on a chair in the restaurant, waiting for Qianjie to sit down and eat.

After Qianjie had finally finished his work and was about to start eating, Grayshut handed the tablet he had been holding to the middle of the table.

Three pairs of eyes looked over curiously.

I found a cute painting inside Grace's tablet.

The painting shows the Golden Courtyard.

There are four people inside, each of them is a three-headed little man.

Everything in the Golden Courtyard has become Q-version, with distinct colors that look very cute.

The Q version of Mobius was lying on the sofa in the living room with his two little feet raised.

Maureen sat in a chair by the window basking in the sun.

Qianjie was wearing a yellow mask with a strange style of painting on his face, an apron on his body, and was walking out of the kitchen with a plate in his hands.

And Grace was sitting in the restaurant with her tablet placed flat on the table, drawing cutely.

After seeing this painting, Maureen was reminded of Gray's mysterious look a few days ago. Could it be that she was painting this picture?

He looked at Gresh's expectant eyes and gave her a thumbs up: "Very good painting!"

Qianjie was also stunned. That yellow mask was worn inside Rattlesnake. He had seen Grayshure wearing this mask before.

Unexpectedly, the young Grayshu actually memorized the mask. He didn't make a sound, but nodded as well.

This was originally a warm picture.

But what happened next, Mebius, broke this warm picture without hesitation.

She pointed at the cute version of Mebius lying on the sofa with difficulty: "Qianjie is virtuous in the painting, and the brat also looks sunny, why do I look like a loser here?"

"Am I so lazy on weekdays?"

Mebius looked at Morin trying to get an answer from him.

Unexpectedly, Morin agreed without hesitation: "Isn't it?"

Mebius turned his attention to Qianjie again.

Qianjie nodded without hesitation.

Mebius' eyes widened even more, and then he shifted all his hopes to Grayshu.

She believed that the lovely Grace would definitely comfort her!

but…

Having been with them for such a long time, Grace was more or less able to crack a joke. Although she was a little slow, she still said, "No... isn't it?"

Mebius stood up and slammed the table in anger.

"This is not called playing badly, this is called hibernation!"

"Don't you know that snakes hibernate?!"

...

After dinner.

Grace returned to her room, which was decorated in blue tones and had a teddy bear on the bed.

There were drawn curtains at the windows.

Gresh was sitting on a chair in front of the desk, holding in her arms the tablet with the people in the Golden Courtyard painted on it.

She looked through the window and saw that the Golden Courtyard was located relatively far away from the city, on the edge of the city.

But there are still some people living here, so it doesn’t seem lonely.

Looking into the distance, you can see bustling buildings flashing colorful lights at night.

Logically, it should be safer to be surrounded by light, but Grayshu still felt that the golden courtyard with only four rays of light was more reassuring.

She looked at the painting on the tablet with a faint smile on her face.

She doesn't like to turn off the lights when she goes to bed. Although it wastes some electricity, electricity is not expensive nowadays.

Rather than wasting a few kilowatt-hours of electricity, she was more afraid of recalling the feeling of being alone in her own home.

Grace opened a folder on her tablet and transferred the drawing of the Golden Courtyard from the directory where she had kept it to that folder.

After the transfer was completed, she exited the file, long-pressed the folder and chose to rename it.

She deleted the system's self-made name, but for a long time she didn't know what name to use.

Suddenly she looked at the calendar hanging on the door. Today was December 12rd.

There was a red circle drawn on the number 23 next to the number 21. That day was her birthday, but she didn't tell anyone in the Golden Courtyard.

Inspiration suddenly appeared in my mind.

One by one, the words appeared on the folder.

Put it together and it’s…

New Year's wishes in winter.

Although she had only stayed in the Golden Courtyard for less than a week, compared to her previous home, being able to continue living in the Golden Courtyard was her most desired New Year's wish!

Although everyone in the Golden Courtyard didn’t give her a birthday present, the Golden Courtyard was everyone’s birthday present to her!

Just when she was about to turn off the tablet and go back to bed, someone suddenly added the account she usually used to post her drawings.

Looking at the familiar avatar, Gray Xiu curiously nodded her agreement.

Maureen: "Is it Teacher Hui Shi?"

Gray Xiu, also known as Hui Shi: "Hmm..."

Mo Lin: "Is Mr. Hui Shi accepting any commissions now?"

Hui Shi: "What do you want to draw?"

Maureen: “Draw an emoji of two people.”

Grace did not hesitate at all.

"catch!"

...

That night.

Kiana was a little more lively today than usual. The two of them sat around the dining table and ate the delicious food placed on the table.

Obviously this was not what Kiana was prepared for, her skills had not yet reached that level.

Then all that's left is...

Ordering takeout is an option!

what?

Why, you ask?

It’s obvious that even Xilin doesn’t know how to do it!

Xilin stood with her hands on her hips and looked very confident!

It’s not that Kiana doesn’t want to prepare her own meals, but Xilin was fortunate enough to taste Kiana’s cooking skills when she was just learning to cook a few years ago.

That taste... Xilin said that after eating it once, she didn't want to eat it a second time.

This meal should only be found in heaven, how many times can one hear of it in the world?

What this sentence means is that after eating this meal, she will have a place in heaven, and she will rarely see it again in this world.

Although it is a bit exaggerated due to the bonus of memory, from the perspective of the past few years, Kiana is still more suitable...

Cook instant noodles!

It is no exaggeration to say that all of Kiana's cooking genes are in instant noodles. Even if she is asked to cook well, the noodles will taste like instant noodles.

Xilin even always thought that if there was a world where a person could go to the moon without wearing any defense, and that person happened to be Kiana, then Kiana would definitely eat instant noodles on the moon!

If Kiana had a husband or wife in the future and was controlled, would she also secretly eat instant noodles on the moon? !

Xilin also retrieved the relevant genes of the previous K series, and was wondering why Kiana liked to eat instant noodles so much when there were obviously no genes related to instant noodles.

Sometimes she would wonder if it was Otto's bad taste that made Kiana like eating instant noodles so much.

If Otto knew what she was thinking, he would definitely raise his hands and say that I was innocent, and it was obviously because the man’s genes were too strong.

He doesn't want to take the blame at all!

...

After dinner.

After the long journey, Xilin was a little tired.

She and Kiana returned to the room together, changed into pajamas, and prepared to lie down on the bed to rest.

Xilin's cell phone suddenly rang. She glanced at Qiana and saw that it was about work, so she went outside the living room.

Just in case it was something related to the K series, Xilin opened the isolation cover and answered the call.

"Hello? What does Theresa need from me so late at night?"

Theresa's somewhat tired voice sounded on the other end of the phone: "I see that you haven't been to Xincheng for a long time recently. Suddenly I heard that you transferred your job directly to Xincheng, so I called to ask."

Xilin was a little surprised: "Isn't Kiana already in Saint Freya? Don't you know that I adopted her?"

Theresa's tone instantly became serious when she heard this: "Kiana is your sister? You became the K-series manager? Don't you know that the lifespan of K-series experimental subjects is generally not very long?!"

"I know, but Kiana is different!"

There is more than one person in the K series. There are 423 people in the K series in total, and Kiana is the last one!

My daily routine has been so chaotic recently, and my mental state hasn’t been very good these days. Sometimes I miss a few words or make typos without noticing.