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"Forget it, I'm not going to complain about this eccentric old man anymore."

Conan snapped out of his reverie and immediately resumed reading his mystery novel. As for Kōyū, he didn't even want to look at it. When he entered the room, he had a lovestruck smile on his face, and Conan knew with a moment's thought that this kid had had quite a few stories with his girlfriend these past few days.

Guangyou didn't have the habit of publicizing his love story everywhere. He put his hands behind his head, lay down on the sofa, closed his eyes, and recalled every scene from today.

"Today is also a memorable day."

In his memory, Ai had rarely taken the initiative like she had today, and this was also the first time that Ai had taken the initiative to bring up the matter that contained the keywords "white" and "adulthood".

"Suddenly, I feel like time is passing so slowly."

Guangyou's heart pounded with excitement at the thought of that scene.

But life goes on day by day, after all, he doesn't have a time machine and can't go to ten years in the future.

"Wash your hands and get ready to eat."

Speaking of which, Guangyou has been missing the meals Xiaolan cooked these past two days.

Upon hearing her greeting, Guangyou was the first to get up, push open the door, and go out.

As soon as I pushed open the door to the third floor, a rich aroma of curry wafted out.

"Dinner tonight was as good as ever."

As Guangyou walked towards the bathroom, he secretly glanced at the dining table. When he saw the food on the table, a smile appeared on his lips, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

Even though he hadn't told Xiaolan whether he'd be home for dinner, the food on the table was still enough for four people...