Fifteen minutes later, the last float drove towards the second half, and the tourists around them dispersed.

But some tourists stopped and looked down at the photos they had just taken, and then shared them with their companions.

Among them is Guangyou.

"Actually, I feel that these pictures are pretty good." Guangyou lowered his head and flipped through the album, without looking up, and said to Xiao Ai.

"Everyone is a little blurred." Xiao Ai interrupted Guangyou's movement and pointed to the photo on the phone screen now.

In that photo, Xiao Ai was fine, but Guangyou was blurred.

And when the filming was taken, Kwangyou was still smiling.

It was a good photo, but it was made a little weird by the blurred Guangyou.

"This is also impossible." Guangyou looked at Xiao Ai in the photo again, not caring about being blurred.

He doesn't want this either.

But when I was taking the photo just now, I didn’t know who it was, but suddenly hit him, so he became blurred in the photo.

After complaining, Guangyou was about to delete the photo that "smiled until he was blurred".

"Actually, this one looks quite interesting." Guangyou looked at himself in the photo and couldn't help laughing.

Just as he was about to press the delete button, Xiao Ai interrupted his movements.

Then, Guangyou heard Xiao Ai say, "Send this to me too, I'll use it as a computer desktop."

"..." Guangyou was silent for a moment.

Can this kind of black history be preserved?

On one side is Xiao Ai, on the other side is his own dark history.

At this moment, a balance seemed to appear in Guangyou's heart.

As if he could see what Guangyou was thinking, Xiao Ai suddenly remembered something, leaned closer to Guangyou and whispered in his ear.

"The photo of you wearing... is still there for me."

She didn't say it was the photo, but Kwangyou understood what she meant.

"Ahem... don't mention that photo." Guangyou looked up at Xiaolan and Kazuye who were at the scene at the time. Seeing that they were also discussing the photos they took just now, he was relieved.

"Actually I don't want it..."

"But you still took a photo." Xiao Ai smiled at the corner of his lips, and that look like she had been able to eat Guangyou.

This is true. Guangyou didn't think this photo was bad. Instead, he felt that he looked a little magical when he was "blurred to the point of blurryness".

"Okay, I'll send it to you later." Guangyou looked like he compromised, and after saying that, he continued to flip through the album.

After watching it in place for a few minutes, Hattori Heiji was a little helpless. Seeing that the few people had no intention of stopping, he urged him.

"Can you go back?"

"What are you urging me to do? Just take a look at the photo." Heiji and Ye looked at Hattori dissatisfiedly and put away his phone.

"I have time to see when I go back." Hattori Heiji retorted.

Xiaolan, who was standing beside her, came out again to ease the atmosphere, "Okay, it's not too late now, let's go back and watch slowly."

"Yeah." He Ye nodded and responded.

"Let's go, let's go back." Guangyou almost sorted out the photos, delete what should be deleted, and keep what should be kept.

Most of the photos were left behind, and the deleted photos were those that were completely unavailable, such as both of them were blurred.

Or serious exposure.

The rest remained.

"I can finally go back." Conan reached out and covered his mouth and yawned.

He felt that he had little presence today.

During the day, the carousel was watching from the side, but the haunted house was not there. The bumper car was paddling all the way, and he was watching from the side when catching the doll.

I didn't buy any souvenirs in the gift shop.

If Xiaolan hadn't pulled him to take a photo while parading the float, Conan wouldn't have known anything to prove that he had been here.

Unlike when I came, I came to spend an hour before the float parade began, and now I am going back.

It was getting late, so the group accelerated their pace.

More than ten minutes later, Guangyou and his group walked out of the theme park.

A taxi was stopped by the side of the road, got in and told the driver about the destination, and the group began to do their own things.

The front co-pilot, Hattori Heiji was holding Conan.

Most of the topics they talked about were not allowed to be known to Ye and the others, so they remained silent after getting in the car and didn't say a word.

Compared to them, the back row is much more lively.

After getting in the car, he continued to whisper with Xiaolan to discuss the photos he just took.

After Guangyou got into the car and sat firmly, he packed the photos just now and sent them to Xiao Ai's email address.

After that, the two of them didn't talk much. Guangyou patted his shoulder. Although he didn't say anything, Xiao Ai still understood what he meant.

His body leaned, his head leaned against Guangyou's shoulder, and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was resting.

After looking at Xiao Ai for a while, Guangyou closed his eyes, held his cheek with his hands, and took a resting posture.

...

Many tourists left after watching the float parade, and many of them drove, which caused Guangyou and his group to be stuck on the road near the park for a while.

But the congestion was not very serious. In a few minutes, the road surface returned to smooth flow.

Because it was too late, uncle Maori called Xiaolan halfway.

"Xiaolan, haven't you come back yet? Do you need me to pick you up?"

"No need, Dad, go to bed early, we are already on the way..." Xiaolan looked through the window and looked at the scenery outside.

"We are about to arrive in Mikacho. We will probably be able to go back in ten minutes. You can go to bed early."

"Okay." Uncle Maori gave a few more instructions and hung up the phone.

...

Ten minutes later, the taxi parked downstairs of the office.

"Xiao Ai, we're home." Guangyou gently pinched Xiao Ai's hand and woke Xiao Ai up in a low voice, "Go back to sleep."

"Yeah..." Xiao Ai reached out and rubbed his eyes that were still a little sleepy, nodded, and responded lazily.

After letting Xiao Ai sit in her seat for a while, Guangyou pulled her out of the car.

After Hattori Heiji settled the bill, the group walked upstairs.

"The police car is so cool, there is no traffic jam, and it doesn't cost money." Hattori Heiji felt a little painful when he thought of the nearly 10,000 yen fare just now.

Transportation fees in Japan are very expensive, especially taxis, which cost nearly 10,000 yen in just half an hour.

It's still comfortable in Osaka. He can call a police car with just one phone call. It not only looks cool but also attracts attention, but most importantly, it doesn't cost the fare.

"You guy doesn't take it seriously." Guangyou's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but complain, "I've seen someone who uses a police car as a taxi."

"I think it's pretty good." Hattori Heiji felt nothing, "The police car is so handsome, you don't have to worry about traffic jams."

"hehe..."

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Chapter completed!