In the end, the robot butler commanded the bowls and plates to be cleaned up and each of them was given a cup.

The cups in front of him and Old Man Fang were transparent, and the liquid inside was also transparent.

Others, on the other hand, are white cups with bottom holders. There is white water vapor wafting from the glass, with a rich aroma.

Miyi couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Uncle likes to drink coffee the most, great-grandfather, it's okay to drink a little." The fair-skinned, gentle and harmless young man next to him looked at Mi Yi and smiled, and then said to the old man.

Old Man Fang smiled and nodded. Fang Yi performed well enough today, it should be okay to drink two sips of coffee.

The robot butler personally brought over a cup of coffee.

Mi Yi saw that the cup was a dark liquid, and some foam was floating on it, reminding Mi Yi of Martian mud.

If you melt some of the ice in the crown of Mars' south pole and mix it with Martian soil, this would probably be what it would look like.

Seeing that everyone else was slowly drinking the liquid in the cup, as if they were still enjoying it, Mi Yi also took a sip of the cup.

What kind of chemical is this, it should be a highly acidic mixture of double carbon liquid, hot and smelly, bitter and astringent.

Miyi couldn't help but squirt out.

"Yi'er, what's wrong with you?" Old Lady Fang stood up from her seat with concern, nervously trembling even her body.

Seeing that the people at the table were shaken, Mi Yi thought that maybe he should swallow it like drinking blast water at the Milli River restaurant at the end of the universe.

Old lady Fang was so anxious to call a doctor.

Mi Yi hurriedly said: "No, it's just that this coffee is too sour." He had just come out of the place called the hospital, and he didn't want to deal with people who liked to wear white clothes anymore.

"Uncle's sense of taste is too sensitive, I just adjusted a new recipe and added some Kilimanjaro coffee beans, and he tasted it." A young man beside Miyi spoke.

He sat on Miyi's right hand, Miyi's coffee almost sprayed on him just now, he didn't scream or get annoyed, just calmly asked people to clean up.

Now, he looked at Miyi with an admiring smile on his face.

Fang Jinghang, a nephew who is six years older than the original owner of his body.

"It should be that his body hasn't recovered yet, let him go and rest first." Fang Liming said on the side.

Old Man Fang nodded, glanced at Fang Jinghang and said, "Don't give your uncle anything irritating these two days." Then patted Miyi: "Rest early, it'll be fine in two days." ”

Miyi takes the Chow Chow and Fairy back to her room.

He just glanced around the room and sat down in front of the computer.

He's going to find a way to find Mir.

If the information provided by Xiaoxian is correct, Mil should now be Professor Hall and has been shipped to the United States. According to news reports, the injuries were so severe that he was wrapped in a mummy.

Professor Hall is a celebrity, so according to the behavior of the earth, he is a person who is easy to find, but not easy to see.

However, he can be contacted online.

With a slight change in form, a message can be sent on the Earth's network that will not arouse the suspicion of the earthlings, but can be understood by Mir at a glance.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Mi Yi turned around, looked at the door, and said, "Please come in." "It seems that all earthlings do this.

It was Fang Jinghang who came in, he seemed to be very familiar with this room and the original owner, put a glass of milk on the table, pulled a stool next to Miyi, and sat down very comfortably.

This made Mi Yi feel a little uncomfortable.

"Fang Yi, do you know why the old man suddenly asked Jinglin to go to Africa?" He called him by his name this time, not uncle.

Miyi shook her head. Is it necessary for him to know?

"The old man said it suddenly yesterday, and if he wants to leave today, he won't have time to wait for you to come back." Fang Jinghang said with a somewhat regretful tone, and glanced at the screen in front of Miyi.

It was "Star Alliance", Fang Yi's favorite game, he wanted to become the president of the Star Alliance in the "Star Alliance", and he had already invested enough money to buy a few houses in it.

In fact, the facial features of Fang Jinghang and "Fang Yi" are very similar.

It's just that Fang Jinghang's skin is fair, the edges and corners of his face are softer, he looks gentle and unassuming, and he is a few years older, so he has a sense of maturity and stability.

And Fang Yi has a wheat-colored complexion, setting off an angular face, sword eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and his facial features look more three-dimensional, and he is more young and handsome.

"Oh, is there a hurry in Africa?" Miyi replied casually.

Fang Jinghang looked at Miyi's face, was silent for a while, and then said with a smile: "Probably." ”

Then he stood up and put one hand on Fang Yi's shoulder, which made Mi Yi instinctively want to dodge back, but he was sitting on the chair and didn't dodge.

"You were going to be running a drag race at the end of the month. Are you still ready to participate? ”

"I want to go to the United States." Miyi replied.

What is Drag Racing? A game? Since it's a game, you can play it later, and finding Mir is the most important thing.

"Are you going to see Fang Yi?" He seemed a little surprised, and withdrew his hand, "Well, then you have to rest first." Then he walked out and closed the door very thoughtfully.

The episode didn't disrupt Miyi's train of thought, and Miyi quickly sent a message to Professor Miel-Hall online, and then thought about his next move.

Why don't you go to the female psychiatrist called the weekend tomorrow? After all, it's the place it was supposed to be. Leave a signal, and then, go to the United States to find Mihr?

This body that I picked up by myself seems to be very powerful at home, and it should be able to get on a plane to the United States.

He wanted to find Mir as soon as possible.

After all, before, he and Mir seemed to be together.

He stood up and walked out onto the balcony.

Earth's night is also not as dark as in space, with moonlight, starlight, atmospheric light, lights, and sunlight reflected by interstellar dust.

But in the midst of such a night, he felt a feeling called loneliness.

Perhaps, human beings on the earth need to have a family because they can't bear such a lonely night and need to find solace in the dark.

Anyway, at this moment, he hoped that Mir was by his side, and then they could look up at the stars together.

In the distant starry sky, out of sight, there is their home.

Zeta Star.

However, not all earthlings are lonely at night, as Miyi thinks.

At least, weekends have never felt like this.

She eats at home with her parents. and Cheng Yue, who eats at their house.

Since childhood, they have often visited each other's doors, so no one will treat him as a guest. Of course, there is no need to talk too much about etiquette, everyone just chats while eating.

"In the past few days, I already have three customers." The weekend was proudly announced.

"Then you should invite me to dinner." Cheng Yue immediately picked it up and looked at the weekend with a smile.

"Aren't you eating?" Weekend said triumphantly, cocking his chin mischievously.

The two young men frowned, and all fell into the eyes of their parents next to them.

Zhou Zhenxin and Yong Luojia looked at each other and smiled, but sighed in their hearts.

With such liveliness, what hope is there? True love is a heavy burden, the parties indulge in it, suffer from gains and losses, know that the future is a catastrophe, where can they still be playful.