Kubi, who was standing at the door, looked at the dragon trace who hated him with a slightly embarrassed expression, and he was still carrying two convenience bags in his hands, and he smiled and raised the bag in his hand to her when he watched Mingsha go downstairs.

"Oh~ I'll bring you breakfast, but he won't let me in. ”

Mingsha patted the dragon trail and walked in front of him, blocking between the two. "I'm sorry, Brother Kubi!"

"It's not your fault, don't blame yourself. Kubi smiled as he put his things on the table.

"Thank you, Brother Kubi, I'm really bothering you. Mingsha beckoned Kubi to sit down, and then pulled the dragon trail to the other side.

"It's nothing, you help me take care of the dragon traces, it should be troublesome for you. With that, Kubi took out the lunch box from the bag and handed it to Myeongsha. "How's it going?"

Mingsha took the lunch box and handed it to Long Ji, after Long Ji got the lunch box, he ran upstairs with a smoke, Ming Sha looked at him with some embarrassment.

This morning, he actually took the initiative to clean the room of Tachibana Leaves. As she spoke, Mingsha bit her lower lip.

Hearing her say this, Kubi stared at the table and thought for a while, "Could it be that he remembers the orange bay leaves?"

"I don't know. Myeongsha's heart trembled, she seemed to have guessed something, but she didn't want to continue thinking about it. Because my heart hurts when I think about it, I have no choice but to divert the topic. "By the way, how is Lin Yingbin? I haven't seen him for more than a week, has he changed back?"

Seeing that Mingsha deliberately diverted the topic, Kubi couldn't say anything, and he could see that Mingsha's mind had to shake and say: "Not yet, I guess it won't change back, I have consulted some friends." They told me it was a rare curse that could not be changed with medical common sense. ”

"Curse?!" Mingsha put down her spoon and looked thoughtfully at the porridge in the bowl.

Kubi nodded slightly.

"It's okay if he can't come back, he's like that anyway!" Mingsha picked up the spoon and stirred the porridge in the bowl.

Kubi lowered his head with some reproach, staring at the floor. Actually, Lin Yingbin didn't want to be what he is now. The giggling he was in front of us was actually disguised, just for fear that we would worry. In fact, he also has his own difficulties. Kubi clutched his pants tightly, "What a pretend, this idiot!"

Putting down the stirring spoon in her hand, Mingsha looked at Kubi in a slightly shocked voice.

"If you lose your memory like him, you don't have to think about anything. With that, he stood up. "Okay, it's time for me to go see Lin Yingbin, and I should continue to get busy after complaining. ”

"Whining?!" Mingsha squinted at Kubi as she walked out the door. "Well, Brother Kubi walks slowly!" she thought to herself, 'Is this a complaint for Brother Kubi?'

"Hey, you...... Forget it~" Kubi wanted to say something, but the moment he said it, he wanted to say it again. "Well, I hope I'm overthinking. Bye~"

After sending Kubi away, Mingsha sat back on the sofa. At this time, she seemed to remember something again, and put on the lid of the lunch box and carried it upstairs.

'Oooo

The moment she pushed the door, she still had a feeling of worry. But, as it happened to her, there was no one in the room. This made her wonder a little, 'Where did the dragon trail go?' Her first thought was this, but since she wasn't there, it reassured her.

She leaned on the wooden railing and looked out the window, and the morning light outside the window was filled with a warm atmosphere.

A little depressed, she looked at the sunlight outside the window and walked towards the third floor in a daze. The third floor of this house has an open-air balcony, and it looks beautiful as it is the kind of greenery that has been planted with many potted plants.

Pushing open the door, a fresh breeze blew in. In the morning, although there is a vision, it is not so dazzling, and it is also very cool when there is a fresh breeze. Beneath the vines was a two-seater rattan rocking chair on which Long Ji was sitting and eating breakfast.