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Chapter 64 Time Dreams Miracle
"Acheng h! Pervert, big carrot chicken!"

In the morning, Nana's complacent expression had long since vanished. She sat on the ground with her pretty pink legs and shivered as she hugged her chest, as if she had just experienced an insult:

"Wuwuwu, it's tarnished, and Nana won't be able to marry."

Shuangye Cheng was holding the warm mobile phone. He first glanced at his palm and then looked at the girl, slightly speechless:
"Just scratch it, don't act like I put my hand in it."

In the morning, the originally aggrieved look on Nana's face disappeared like she was turning a book. She stood up, stuck out her tongue, and stretched out her fingers to smooth out the wrinkles on her school uniform.

Makoto Futaba was not surprised by the girl's playful behavior.

At this time, the thick clouds in the sky dispersed, and the slanted sunlight fell on Nana's body in the morning. She lowered her head and made her face lustrous, with a hazy beauty.

After finishing her school uniform, Nana suddenly stretched out her hand and hugged Makoto Futaba's arm in the morning, then stood on tiptoe and whispered in the other's ear:
"Why...Acheng, you dare not go in?"

In the morning, Nana's voice was very low, making Futaba Makoto feel as if she was blowing air into her ears.

"Here." Seeing the other party's smirk, Makoto Futaba stretched out his hand holding the phone.

In the morning, Nana blinked suspiciously.

"You put it in again, see if I dare to go in." Shuangye Cheng suddenly showed a kind smile.

When Nana saw Shuangye Cheng's smiling face in the morning, she suddenly realized that she was playing too much. She turned her head and gently kicked the ground with her shoes with her hands behind her back.

"It's not up to you."

"Acheng no more!"

In the morning, Nana was like a sly rabbit, and slipped away in an instant. Futaba Makoto looked at each other's long ponytail from a distance, and shook his head:
"Really."

……

Just got back on the street.

Makoto Futaba saw Grandma Gotian from the grocery store beckoning to him, as if something was wrong.

"What's wrong, grandma?" Shuangye Cheng asked after walking over.

The old grandmother smiled, and then pointed out a gray-blue cat lying on the snack shelf in the store:

"Merlin fell asleep here, just as you just came back, take this child back."

"Merlin, this guy has caused trouble for you again." Shuangye Cheng couldn't help but smile, then walked into the store, and directly stretched out his hand to hug the lazy fat cat down.

"Mi?" Merlin opened his eyes in confusion, and after realizing it was Shuangye Cheng, he continued to sleep on his chest.

Holding the cat, Makoto Futaba patted its fat ass: "Don't you come here all the time to make trouble for Grandma Gotian, do you understand?"

"Meow~" Merlin called out cowardly.

"Don't blame it, Chengjun." The grandmother said with a smile on the side, "Everyone is very busy recently, so this child Merlin came to accompany me."

"Is it?"

After nodding, Futaba Makoto sat on the chair beside the grandmother.

"not going home?"

Shuangye Cheng put the cat on his lap and said, "Sit with you for a while, anyway, there is someone cooking at home."

"You child, as always, likes to take care of people."

Shuangye Cheng just smiled: "What about the others?"

"Those who should be doing business should be doing business, and those who should be working in other places should work in other places." The old grandmother drank the tea that was already cold, and rubbed the teacup with her bark-like palms.

"It's actually good to be busy. You can't feel the passage of time. In a blink of an eye, you will soon have a family and a child."

"I always felt that there was not enough time in the past. When I went to school, I hoped that the weekends would be longer, and after going to work, I hoped that the vacation time would be longer..."

The old grandmother looked at Shuangye Cheng with a smile: "But when I get old, I always think that it would be nice if every day could pass faster.

"Is it because I have nothing to do when I get old?" Makoto Futaba said.

"No, if every day can pass a little faster..." the old grandmother said, "the children can come to see my grandma earlier, right?"

Shuangye Cheng's eyes softened: "Well, it's not easy for you, grandma."

"Yes..." The old grandmother dragged her voice, smiling as if she was missing something.

Shuangye Cheng quietly accompanied the old man beside him. There were people coming and going on the road in front of him, but for some reason, just sitting next to the old man made him feel that time passed a little slower.

"What kind of person was grandma before?" Shuangye Cheng looked at the passers-by and asked suddenly.

"I used to." The grandmother thought for a while, "What kind of person did I used to be?"

"I seem to have forgotten it. I don't know when it started. The only ones I can remember are those who are worried. They are always worried about whether they have enough to eat and whether they are wearing warm clothes."

"Like the dream that I wanted to realize at the beginning, but also because the children's affairs have been delayed again and again, and finally buried in the past time and slowly dissipated, there is nothing worth remembering. If you were young, a little more Just have the courage to do what you want to do..."

Is it……

"Song-kun, what do you want to do in the future?"

After being asked by Grandma Gotian, Shuangye Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then scratched his cheek with his fingers a little embarrassed: "I don't have anything to do, I just want to stay at home every day, play my favorite games, watch Your favorite drama, is this kind of daily life a little ordinary?"

"No." The grandmother said with a smile, "I think no matter what, as long as you can persevere, it is a great and unusual thing in itself."

"And every ordinary day we spend is a continuous miracle."

"Really, Makoto-kun?"

"What you said is too profound, some I don't understand yet." Shuangye Cheng smiled.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Anyway, it's just a casual talk from a bad old woman. You don't have to remember what I said."

At this moment, Merlin seemed to be full of sleep. It stretched out on Shuangye Cheng's lap, then climbed onto the grandmother's lap and sat down, making a meowing sound.

"Merlin?"

"Looks like I'm full." The grandmother stroked the cat's head, "I saw Nana's child just now. You and her came back from school together."

"How do you know?" Shuangye Cheng was a little curious, obviously the two of them did not enter the commercial street at the same time.

"The smile on that child's face, I don't think many people can do it except you."

"This one……"

Seeing Futaba Cheng scratching her head, the grandmother opened her eyes slightly: "Do you like Nana?"

"Eh?!" Shuangye Cheng quickly shook his head: "No."

"Really, I think you have begun to care about someone, isn't it Nana's child?" The old grandmother said to herself, "So it is, so it is... It's a pity."

Shuangye Cheng wondered: "Who cares?"

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