At 7:30 a.m. the next morning, Guangyou woke up from his sleep on time.
He rubbed his eyes, wiping away the tears, stretched, yawned, and muttered, "I slept much better last night."
The effect of Kazami Yoshiteru was quite obvious; last night, Kouyu clearly felt that his sleep quality had improved.
"I really need to vent."
Kōyū turned his head and glanced in Conan's direction. "Sleeping so soundly, and the smile on his face... tsk."
Conan was still asleep, and Kouyu didn't wake him. He changed his clothes, opened the door, and quietly went out.
Good morning, Kwangyu.
Ran, wearing an apron and carrying a plate, came out of the kitchen. "Is Conan still not awake?"
Guangyou nodded: "Yeah, after all, we stayed up so late yesterday."
"Then let him sleep a little longer."
Xiaolan untied her apron and smiled at Guangyou, "Guangyou, hurry up and wash up and come have breakfast."
"kindness."
Guangyou nodded in agreement and then went into the bathroom.
His mind was preoccupied with what happened yesterday.
Xiaolan's reaction this morning was just as normal as ever.
"I hope everything is alright."
As Guangyou brushed his teeth, he mumbled indistinctly, "If something happened, he'd probably be furious by now."
“he~~~tui..”
...
While eating breakfast, Guangyou looked at Uncle Maoli and asked, "Uncle, could you give me Aunt Yucheng's contact information?"
Uncle Mori paused, looking at Kōyū with a puzzled expression: "What do you need my contact information for?"
"I think you might want to learn more about music from Ms. Yu Cheng, right?"
Xiaolan, who was eating breakfast nearby, chimed in, "Yesterday I heard Guangyou sing a song, it was really good, and I'd never heard it before."
When Xiaolan mentioned it, Uncle Mori remembered it too and nodded in surprise: "I heard it yesterday too. I was still solving the case at the time and didn't think much of it. I just thought it sounded pretty good. It turns out that it was Guangyou singing. It's pretty good."
Uncle Mori continued eating his breakfast and said, "I'll say hello to Xiaoli after I finish breakfast. She's not participating in the show today, so she's free."
"Huh?" Xiaolan asked, puzzled. "Miss Yucheng, aren't you going to film anymore?"
“That case yesterday had a big impact on her, after all, he was her biological father.” Uncle Mori glanced at Xiaolan and explained, “She’s decided not to take any gigs for the next few days and to rest and relax at home.”
Xiaolan thought about it and nodded, "Oh, that's true."
"Thank you, Uncle."
After thanking him, Guangyou buried his head in his breakfast.
After finishing breakfast, Guangyou sat on the sofa, feeling fortunate as he recalled what had just happened. He hadn't figured out what to say yet, but Xiaolan came up with a seemingly reasonable excuse for him.
It's true what they say, when you're sleepy, you just need a pillow. Xiaolan's assist was really helpful.
After resolving the issue, Kōyū simply turned on the TV and waited for Uncle Mori's reply.
After watching TV for a while, Guangyou couldn't help but yawn: "It's really making me sleepy."
"Guangyou."
When Guangyou was called over, he looked towards the sofa and couldn't help but feel a little nervous: "Sister Xiaolan, what are you doing?"
"It's just a short rest."
Xiaolan leaned back on the sofa, looked at Guangyou, and asked, "By the way, who wrote that song you wrote yesterday?"
"Forehead..."
Guangyou scratched his head and said, "It was written by a very talented senior. I heard it before and thought it sounded nice, so I wrote it down."
"You sang really well," Ran said with a smile, looking at Kōyū. "It's so much better than Shinichi's singing."
Hearing this, Guangyou could only awkwardly twitch the corners of his mouth.
Other people charge money for singing, but Conan charges death for singing...
Pitiful...
Speaking of this, Kwang-yu had always wondered why perfect pitch would appear in a tone-deaf person.
He sings off-key, yet he possesses the extraordinary talent of perfect pitch—it's truly...
It's not that you have to sing well to be worthy of perfect pitch, it's just that Guangyou feels it's a bit of a pity.
Which one?
Ran thought for a moment and decided to say hello to Kōyū, "I apologize for taking pictures of you and Ai yesterday."
Guangyou was taken aback at first, then waved his hand and said, "I don't mind. Just give me a copy when the photos are developed, so I can decorate my album."
Xiaolan also breathed a sigh of relief, as it was always somewhat unethical to take photos of others without their permission.
But the next second she tensed up and asked, "What about Ai? I'll go to the professor's house and apologize to Ai."
Kōyū stroked his chin, thinking about Ai's previous reactions, and said, "It should be fine, right? I'll give her a copy of the photo later; she probably won't mind."
That's what he said, but when Kōyū decides to record the audio for Ai-chan later, he should also let her know. It's better for her to make the decision herself.
"By the way, may I take a look at those photos?"
Guangyou looked up at Xiaolan, his face full of curiosity.
He really wanted to see which pictures Xiaolan had taken.
Xiaolan was very happy to see that Guangyou was not angry. She took out her phone, turned on the photos, and handed them to Guangyou.
Guangyou took the phone and started looking at it immediately.
There are really only a few pictures: the two of them getting into the car from behind, him resting on Ai's shoulder, and their hands on each other's shoulders...
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