Back in the room, Guangyou walked to the desk, pulled out various colored pens and thread pens from the pen holder, took another eraser before lying back on the bed.

Putting the pillow behind him, Guangyou leaned against the head of the bed, picked up the black notebook placed beside him, and turned to the page of the "family portrait" he drew.

This painting was painted by him before he dated Xiao Ai. He had already finished drawing the line draft, so he was almost colored.

Originally, Guangyou wanted to color the painting after a date with Xiao Ai, but unexpectedly, he encountered that kind of accident.

Later, when he was lying on the bed to recuperate, he was painting another one, so this "family portrait" was placed aside and put on hold for a long time.

Just as I was thinking of this when I was taking a bath, Guangyou was going to finish a little tonight and talk about the rest.

He was going to give this painting to Xiao Ai as a surprise.

Shortly after the girl was born, her parents left her. She didn't have the chance to go with her family like an ordinary person. She was afraid of family photos.

Although he painted this "family portrait" by him, it is always a "family portrait". It is better to have it than not.

It was just about Miyano's appearance, Mitsuyu was not sure about it.

So before giving it to Xiao Ai, Guangyou has to go to Ai to confirm.

If the difference is not much, then Guangyou can choose a day, such as Christmas Eve, and give this "family portrait" to Xiao Ai as a gift.

But if the difference is too far, Guangyou will have to continue to modify it.

There is a saying that goes, "slow work produces meticulous work", but he doesn't want to give the painting to Xiao Ai so hasty.

Before coloring, Guangyou was going to use a line pen to check the line pattern first, so as not to wipe the line pattern when the wrong color is applied later.

Not long after he started writing, Guangyou suddenly felt the phone next to him shook.

I picked up my phone and saw it was Xiao Ai’s text message:

"Good night."

Looking at the black text flashing on the screen, Guangyou raised his lips, replied with a "good night", and then picked up the pen and curled the line.

Now this time is the time when the two of them usually end their chat. Xiao Ai sent him such a text message, is he urging him to go to bed earlier?

Just as he was thinking this, his phone shook again. Guangyou picked it up and looked at it, and couldn't help laughing, "Is this girl really... fishing law enforcement?"

The text message is very concise, just one question:

"I haven't fallen asleep yet?"

"Just finished taking a shower, I'm going to take a break before going to bed." Guangyou put down the thread pen, edited the text message, and replied to the past.

This time he didn't put down his cell phone, and just waited for Xiao Ai's reply.

After a few seconds, the phone shocked:

"Well, then I'll go to bed first."

"Good night."

After sending the text message, he received no reply, and Guangyou didn't sit there and wait. After sending the text message, he picked up the threading pen and continued to threading.

"Are you painting?" Conan took a shower, pushed the door open and Yuuki leaned against the head of the bed and wrote and painted, and asked casually.

"Yeah." Guangyou looked up at him, then lowered his head and continued to line up, asking, "How do you feel? Are you getting better?"

"Not that fast?" Conan sucked his nose, lay directly on the bed, and said, "But it's just a common cold, it should be cured in two days."

"You go to bed early, I will try not to disturb you." Guangyou said seriously, hooking the thread and not raising his head.

"Well, good night." Conan nodded, turned off the light, and closed his eyes.

Perhaps because of his illness, Conan closed his eyes and fell asleep not long after he closed his eyes.

"Go to sleep after hooking the line." Guangyou picked up his phone and looked at the current time. After taking a breath and spitting it out, he continued to hook the line pattern.

...

The next morning, after Guangyou woke up from his sleep, the first thing he did was to pick up his notebook and look at the "family portrait".

Last night, he went to bed after he tied the lines. The line pattern he had originally drawn with a pencil had not been erased yet, but now the whole painting looks a bit rough.

He picked up the eraser beside him and gently wiped off the pencil marks on the paper. Guangyou looked at the line drawing of the line and nodded with satisfaction.

“It’s just a matter of coloring now.”

The work of "family portrait" has come to an end. Guangyou stretched comfortably, lifted the quilt, changed into clothes, and got out of bed.

He was about to go out when he suddenly heard Conan sneeze.

"Ah Yeh!"

"Why does it feel more serious?" Guangyou looked back at Conan who had just woken up and said to himself, "Is it because the medicine has expired?"

After sucking his nose, Conan sneezes again.

"Conan, why do I feel that you are more serious?" Mitsuyu took back his hand that he wanted to push the door open, walked to Conan's bed and asked.

"Or you go to the hospital today."

"Well, if you can't do it, I can only go and have a look." Conan's face was obviously sleepy, and he sucked his nose and said.

"I'll accompany you to the hospital today." Guangyou said to Conan after thinking for a while.

"Aren't you going to the doctor's house?" Conan was a little surprised.

During normal rest, Mitsuyu would run to Dr. Agasa's house whenever he had nothing to do.

Why did he take the initiative to accompany him to the hospital today?

As if he saw Conan's confusion, Guangyou said speechlessly: "It's not because of you, what if it is infected?"

"..." Conan was silent for a moment before saying, "Okay, I'll bother you."

"A small matter." Guangyou yawned and said, "Then I'll prepare breakfast first."

After saying that, Guangyou turned around and left the room.

"Why is the cold so serious?" Conan reached out and touched his forehead, shook his head, and said, "No, I can't test it myself."

"Take it with a thermometer... where is the thermometer placed?"

...

Guangyou got up a little late today. When he walked to the living room, he smelled a scent that floated out of the kitchen.

Passing by the kitchen door, Guangyou looked into the kitchen and saw Xiaolan wearing an apron and preparing breakfast.

"Sister Xiaolan, good morning." Guangyou said hello and asked, "How is that set of clothes? Is it appropriate?"

"I think it looks pretty good." Xiaolan was busy preparing breakfast in her hands, so she didn't look back. "Go and wash up quickly, and you'll be able to have breakfast soon."

"Um."

Before Guangyou could take a step, Xiaolan asked, "By the way, Guangyou, how is Conan now? Are you getting a cold better?"

"It seems to be even more serious." Mitsuyu took back his steps that had just taken halfway and said, "I'm going to take Conan to the hospital today."

"It's even more serious?" Xiaolan paused her hands and asked again, "Kuyou, please ask Conan to take his temperature and see if he has a fever."

"Okay, I understand." Guangyou nodded and responded.

Just as the two were talking, Conan pushed open the door and walked out of the room.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Guangyou turned his head and looked at it. Seeing that it was Conan, he said, "Conan, go and take your body temperature."

"Yes." Conan nodded and responded.

...
Chapter completed!