Guangyou glanced around, then stood up and picked up the calendar on the table. After turning a page, he pointed a finger at a certain date on the calendar and said to Mingmei: "I want Xiao Ai to be like a normal girl.

Have a festival."

"Daughter's Day."

Mingmei glanced at the date pointed by Yu, and suddenly remembered something. A hint of sadness flashed across her originally smiling face, "Shiho's parents and I had prepared something for us before, but..."

"But then something happened, and you haven't taken those things out since then."

Guangyou put down the calendar, pursed his lips and sat back on the sofa. He reached out and patted Mingmei on the back, and apologized, "Sister Mingmei, I'm sorry, I reminded you of them."

"fine."

Mingmei stretched out her hand to wipe her eyes, and said with a chuckle, "It's not your fault, it's their fate that they can't escape this fate."

"It's like Shiho and I met you in our destiny."

Mingmei turned her head, looked at Guangyou gratefully, and said with a smile, "If it weren't for you, I would die, and Shiho wouldn't be like a normal girl."

Guangyou smiled shyly and said, "I'm also very lucky to have met Xiao Ai."

"So you want to celebrate a Girls' Day for Shiho?"

Mingmei remembered the business and nodded, "Then what can I help you with?"

"The first one is how to arrange the Dolls' Day dolls. I don't know how to arrange them at all."

Guangyou thought for a moment and continued, "The second one is about dolls."

"I want to ask if the dolls that my uncle and aunt prepared before their death are still there."

Guangyou didn't have much hope, after all, it was already more than ten years ago, but he still explained, "I think what my uncle and aunt prepared is definitely more meaningful than buying it for me."

Mingmei nodded and did not reply to Guangyou immediately.

After a moment, Mingmei's expression suddenly became relaxed and she said, "I remember, I hid those things in another place. If nothing else, they should still be there."

Hearing this, Guangyou was overjoyed and asked quickly: "Sister Mingmei, do you still remember where you are hiding?"

"Let me think about it carefully. After all, it happened more than ten years ago."

Mingmei closed her eyes, held her forehead with both hands, and recalled it seriously.

"Take your time, there are still many days until the festival."

Guangyou also knows how difficult it is to recall things so many years ago. Mingmei was a child at the time, so if she couldn't remember clearly, there was nothing he could do.

If he couldn't find it, he could only go to the store and buy it.

This is also something that can't be helped.

Time passed minute by minute, Mingmei was still remembering, even if Guangyou asked her to stop, she ignored it.

The two sisters were indeed born from the same mother's womb. Although they have different styles, they are very stubborn in certain aspects.

"Guangyou, why don't you go back first and let me think about it for a day or two."

Mingmei also gave Guangyou an eviction order, "I'll call you when I think of it."

"Okay, if you can't think of it, don't force it."

After Guangyou responded, he left Mingmei's apartment on his own.

In his heart, he actually hoped that Mingmei would remember that although the dolls prepared by his parents and the ones he bought were almost the same in nature, the meaning they represented was not comparable to the ones he bought.

But he wasn't sure if Mingmei could remember where the thing was hidden.

"Let it go."

Guangyou shook his head and walked slowly towards the office.

....

By the time we got home, it was almost dusk.

"Guangyou, you came back just in time. Wash your hands and get ready for dinner."

"OK."

Before Guangyou could open the door after washing his hands, Uncle Maori's voice reached his ears through a door.

"Look, these people are all praising me, Mouri Kogoro, for my good acting skills."

Uncle Maori proudly pointed to his figure on the TV and said, "The ratings of that program were indeed very high. Someone even came to invite me to shoot a commercial today."

Guangyou, who had just sat down at the table, was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and asked: "What advertisement?"

"Is this..."

Uncle Maoli's voice suddenly weakened, and he hesitated for a long time without telling Guangyou what kind of advertisement it was.

Xiao Lan, who was standing by, couldn't help laughing when she thought of the advertisement notice. She said to Guangyou: "It is true that someone asked Dad to shoot an advertisement today, but the product seemed to be a health product to prevent Alzheimer's disease.

"

"The other party came to you because of the scene where you pretended to be confused, uncle, right?"

Conan reasoned subconsciously on the side, not realizing that Uncle Maori's face was getting darker and darker. "The other party is very discerning. Uncle, if you endorse it, it will definitely boost sales."

"Boom."

The next second, Conan felt a pain in his forehead. Uncle Maori's brain collapse was all too familiar to him.

Uncle Maoli took back his hand and blew: "Huh."

"Pfft hahaha."

Not only was he laughing at Conan, but also because Guangyou automatically imagined in his mind the scene of Uncle Mori holding "Melatonin" in his hand and shouting advertising slogans.

That scene was really...

marvelous!

"Ahem, didn't you answer the question?"

Uncle Maori coughed twice in embarrassment, picked up the cup and took a sip of wine, "And the appearance fee is only a little, so it's better for me to watch Miss Yoko's show at home."

"Stop talking about such things, let's eat and eat."

Uncle Maoli said expressionlessly, "None of you heard about the advertisement just now, let alone tell anyone about it."

"Oh, I will never tell uncle that you are being targeted by a company that sells health care products to prevent Alzheimer's disease."

After Guangyou finished speaking, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating by himself.

"Don't worry about this little brat like you."

Uncle Maoli glanced at Yu and said to him, "By the way, Xiao Liuli said that the thing you asked her to do has been completed and asked you to go find her tomorrow."

"OK."

....

The next morning after dinner, Guangyou went out to find Yucheng Liuli.

The meeting place was still at Yucheng Liuli's home, and the accompaniment and his a cappella tape were already at her place, so there was no need to go to the recording studio again.

"Good morning, Guangyou."

Wearing cotton pajamas, Yucheng Liuli opened the door and said with a smile, "The things are in my room. I'll go get them for you."

Today's Yucheng Liuli is completely different from those of the past few days. Although the Yucheng Liuli of the past few days was smiling, there was a hint of sadness between her eyebrows.

Today, she seems to have gotten over the shadow of her father's surrender.

"No, there are three copies in total, one is your acapella, one is the accompaniment, and the other is your acapella with the accompaniment."

Yucheng Liuli placed the three tapes in front of Guangyou and said a little embarrassedly, "Guangyou, can you leave a copy of the accompanist for me?"

"I really want to sing it myself."

As if she was afraid that Guangyou would misunderstand, she quickly said, "Of course, I won't use it for profit, don't worry about that."

Guangyou glanced at her in surprise, and without thinking for a long time, he nodded and agreed: "I just want a copy of what I sing and the accompaniment."
Chapter completed!