Three days passed in the blink of an eye. During these days, Guangyou left home early in the morning and did not return to the office until five or six o'clock in the afternoon.
Conan looked puzzled until the third day when he saw a hint of joy in Kōyū's tired eyes, and then he was ready to ask him for clarification.
At this moment, Kouyu had no idea what Conan was thinking. He was lying in the bathtub, comfortably enjoying a hot bath.
Guangyou leaned his head against the edge of the bathtub, closed his eyes, and recalled the events of the past three days.
Three days is not a long time, but it takes a lot of effort. Guangyou spent more than half an hour familiarizing himself with the machines before he started practicing.
To practice polishing, he chose a small goal—polishing a nut into a "qualified" ring.
As for other projects, he dared not think about them for the time being, such as polishing diamonds. He had originally had a slight idea about it, but later gave up.
The main problem is that the process of turning rough diamonds into finished diamonds that are marketable and extremely attractive to women is quite complicated.
If it's just troublesome, that's fine; Guangyou isn't afraid. He can just spend more time on it.
But more importantly, diamond processing is a highly technical skill. Just mastering the 58 facets of a common finished diamond is not something that can be done in a day or two.
Of course, there are advantages too, namely that rough diamonds are cheaper than finished diamonds, and you can buy a larger rough diamond for the same price.
But Guangyou isn't short of money. For the sake of perfection, it's better to spend more money for peace of mind.
After soaking for more than half an hour, and waiting for the water temperature to drop a bit, Guangyou slowly got up and walked out of the bathtub.
As soon as Kōyū opened the door to the room, he saw Conan looking on with curiosity.
Conan sat down at his desk and asked, "Kuangyou, what have you been doing for the past three days?"
Kōyū reached into his pocket, pulled out a ring, and handed it to Conan.
Conan took the ring and examined it under the light; the ring shimmered faintly under the light.
The ring itself has no decorations, and when you touch it, you can feel the coolness unique to metal products. The smooth surface doesn't feel rough at all.
The ring has no sharp edges, and its smooth surface feels very comfortable to the touch.
Because it uses a copper nut, the main body of the ring is golden yellow, and the surface has been polished to a reflective shine.
Holding it in your hand, you can clearly feel its solid weight; it doesn't feel cheap at all.
"It looks pretty good." Conan looked at Kōyū suspiciously and asked, "Did you make this?"
A hint of smugness flashed in Guangyou's eyes as he nodded: "Guess what it's made of."
Conan examined the ring again and said, "Isn't it just brass?"
"Who told you to talk about the material..." Guangyou thought for a moment, waved his hand, and explained directly, "I made this with nuts and nuts."
Conan's face immediately showed surprise. He turned around and looked at the ring in his palm with some disbelief, and exclaimed, "It's really good. I couldn't even tell that this ring was originally a nut."
Hearing Conan's praise, Kōyū felt a sweet warmth in his heart; it was a wonderful feeling to be affirmed.
To be honest, sitting there all day is very boring. There are few ways to entertain yourself, and when you get tired, you can only lie on the sofa for a short rest.
If it weren't for the fact that he could still text Ai, I don't know what else Kōyū would do...
The ring looked simple, but the more Kwang-yu looked at it, the more comfortable he felt with it, and it fit perfectly on his ring finger.
However, he doesn't usually like wearing jewelry, so after trying it on, he took it off and put it aside.
That evening, Ai's text message arrived as promised. Strangely enough, the two of them felt a little awkward when they talked on the phone; perhaps "shy" would be a more accurate description.
But when using text messages, this feeling is much less pronounced.
In the past two days, Guangyou and Xiao Ai have mostly communicated via text message.
Have you arrived at the firm yet?
Kōyū had told Ai that he had been away for the past few days, so Ai's first words to her every night were usually this.
Looking at that short line of words, Guangyou was filled with emotion.
Once upon a time, his mobile phone was merely a tool for making payments and chatting in online groups.
Who would have thought that one day someone would care whether he got home safely?
This feeling…
That was fucking awesome!
"We've arrived. Are you still working on it?"
Kōyū replied quickly, and Ai's reply came back shortly after Kōyū sent it.
"It's gone. Now that you're back, I'll continue reading."
He quickly replied, "Talk to me for a while."
A little while later, Ai replied: "Alright, since you put it that way, I'll chat with you for a bit, out of respect for you."
Sensing the hint of arrogance in his words, Guangyou's face revealed a doting smile.
That smile was incredibly alluring to Conan, who spat out, "Those two are always feeding each other dog food, really..."
Conan could only shake his head helplessly, climb into bed, and obediently cover himself with the blanket to prepare for sleep. He even turned his back to Kōyū, afraid of seeing something he didn't want to see.
Not long after he closed his eyes, he remembered something, took out the phone that represented Shinichi Kudo, and sent a text message to Ran.
...
In the next room on the third floor, Xiaolan was sitting at her desk flipping through her notes.
The exam is coming up soon. She usually gets good grades and is sure she'll pass even without studying. However, she doesn't like this approach, so she's chosen to continue studying.
She asked her teacher for a test paper a few days ago, and after reviewing it, her score increased by ten points, a remarkable result.
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