I'm making soy sauce in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 582

It’s just after nine o’clock. For young people, this point represents the beginning of nightlife, while for others, it’s time to go to bed.

Many people are already nestled in bed and ready to fall asleep, hoping to recover their spirits so as to face the hard life of tomorrow.

But Guangyou is different from them, because of physical reasons, he can only lie on the bed, and because he sleeps too long during the day, now he can't sleep at all.

There are good and bad things in this era. The good thing is that there are too many opportunities, especially for him, a visitor from another world. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as "gold everywhere".

For example, the previous bar renovation plan, without his involvement, would probably have to wait a few years for such an idea to appear.

But it is also obvious that this era is not good. For example, there are really few entertainment methods, at least for him.

Apart from small games like Snake Snake, there is not much software to pass the time on the phone.

At this moment, Guangyou was leaning on the bedside, holding a pen in his hand to write and draw in a notebook, and his mobile phone was placed next to the pillow, so he could reach it with just a stretch of hand. If someone called him or sent a text message, he could also Respond immediately.

"The taste of saury, the cat and you both want to know~"

Humming Jay Chou's "Qilixiang", the pen in his hand jumped on the paper like a dragon and snake. It didn't take long for the rough line draft to be typed.

The line draft is a bit messy, but the prototype can already be seen roughly. If you compare it with the photo stickers next to the page, you can find some similarities between the two.

Guangyou is naturally satisfied with the line draft he drew, otherwise he would have erased it long ago, and it would be impossible for him to keep it in his notebook.

"Come here today, sleep and sleep."

Guangyou decided to come here today, as for the drawing line and so on tomorrow, after all, he has to stay at home to recuperate in the past few days, and he has plenty of time.

Closing the notebook, putting it under the pillow and pressing it down again, Guangyou moved his body, turned off the light, lay back under the quilt and closed his eyes to prepare for sleep.

It was windy and windy outside, and the sound of the pattering rain never stopped for a moment. Conan, who was facing the bed in the room, occasionally snored in a deep sleep.

Although Guangyou was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his brain was very active, and the scene before Xiao Ai left appeared unconsciously in his mind.

He was naturally very happy to hear that sentence from Xiao Ai's mouth, and the emotion in the words was in place, it was the flavor he wanted.

Thinking of that time, Guangyou couldn't help but smile. Before, they just understood each other's meaning, but after Xiao Ai said that, the paper between the two of them was completely broken.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Guangyou suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the phone sideways and looked at the text messages, and after confirming that he had indeed sent those text messages just now, he settled down and breathed a sigh of relief, "Well, it's not a dream."

The experience of coming to this world is already bizarre enough, until now Guangyou still can't believe it.

Although there is a word called "going with the situation, he is just a commoner, at most he has more means than ordinary people, and he has experienced life and death a few more times.

But after all, he is just an ordinary grain of sand in the world of mortals.

The original meaning of being at ease with the situation is to adapt to the environment, no matter what kind of environment you are in, you can feel at ease.

Guangyou is in the world of mortals, and he thinks that he does not have the awareness of those living saints. He can only adapt to the environment, but he must rest assured...

Easier said than done.

One must have concerns in life, if one has no desires and no desires, apart from the pure-hearted and ascetic masters in folk tales, Guangyou really can't think of anyone who can do this.

The emperor's heart is about the country, the country, or the three thousand beauties in the harem.

Executives care about whether their positions can take another step forward.

Ordinary people want to live without worrying about food and drink, and a harmonious and happy family.

But no matter who it is, if they are asked to drop everything and change to a new environment, it is estimated that few of them will be able to live with the situation.

The emperor lost his beauties, executives lost their titles and salaries, and ordinary people lost their loved ones.

Even the time-travelers in the previous online novels are the same.

If it wasn't for the fact that he had no father, no mother, no car and no house in his previous life, and he was able to get along like a fish in water in another world, no one would accept this fact so easily.

Even after a long time, those who traversed would feel a pity when they recalled their past lives.

Guangyou is different from them, he is worried that everything that happened recently is just a dream.

What he cares about is not the past life, but the present, whether it is a close friend, or Xiao Ai, who is the most special to him.

I am always afraid that one day I wake up and find that I just had a very real dream, just like Xiao Lizi's "Inception".

It was okay some time ago, but after tonight's experience, this feeling has become stronger.

"Let's make sure."

Thinking of this, Guangyou stretched out his hand and twisted his leg fiercely.

Suddenly, a piercing pain spread from the legs up, and finally hit the forehead.

Guangyou's expression changed slightly, and then he nodded: "It's confirmed, it's not a dream."

It may be that the surrounding environment is too comfortable, or it may be that some energy has been consumed by random thinking. After a while, Guangyou finally felt a little sleepy.

Guangyou yawned, retracted into the bed, and said to himself: "Forget it, don't think too much, go to sleep."

Accompanied by a symphony of nature, Guangyou gradually fell asleep.

It rained like this all night...

...

For the next few days, Guangyou lay on the bed with a notebook, writing and drawing.

Except for going to the bathroom and occasionally moving his body, Guangyou basically never got out of bed.

In the morning, Conan or Randai will deliver breakfast.

There is a lunch box in the office at noon, and occasionally Uncle Mao Li will pack some food and come back to eat with him.

In the evening, Xiao Ai is in charge. In the past few days, Xiao Ai will come to the office to take care of him after school in the afternoon.

Basically, Xiao Ai's dishes are not the same every day, and the taste is good or bad, but he ate them all.

Then I chatted with him, and didn't leave until seven or eight o'clock in the evening.

As a result, the relationship between the two has steadily increased in the past few days.

It was another week, and Guangyou was finally allowed to go out on this day.

Tomorrow, he can go out to embrace the sunshine.

In fact, as early as three days ago, he basically felt no pain, as long as he didn't lift heavy objects, he didn't feel much.

But Xiao Ai and Xiao Lan asked him to rest for a few more days without giving him room for discussion.

Because of too much time, in order to prevent himself from getting bored, he painted the previous painting very slowly.

It wasn't until the day when he was allowed to go out that he completed the last bit of progress.

Looking at the pictures in the notebook, Guangyou showed a satisfied smile: "I'll find a chance to show her later."

Naturally, the painting is intended to be seen by others, not to mention that Guangyou thinks his painting is not bad.

It was already sunset, and the blue in the sky and the golden yellow in the sky merged into a touch of lavender.

This scene is like a dream.

The door of the room was pushed open suddenly, and a beautiful figure walked in.

Xiao Ai put her schoolbag on the bedside table and asked, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Guangyou's answer was very simple, and he smiled and said, "It's fine, as long as it's done by you."

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(End of this chapter)