Xiang Huan said these words, in other words, when people hear it, they should think that it is true.

She really saw such a person.

But Ono couldn't know better...... This is Xiang Huan's hallucination.

The so-called "that person" is Cao Jun, who died in the fire ten years ago, and he can't still be a living person.

But he can't say this, he can't take Xiang Huan's words like this.

He could only pretend that he didn't know anything, and looked at her with a frown and confusion, to ask what kind of person he was.

It deserves her attention.

Xiang Huan squinted and thought for a while, "Don't say it, let's come out and digest it and say something else."

She pulled Ono forward, a smile already on her face, and said that she should buy some fruit later before returning to the studio.

"The fruit in front of you is delicious, what do you want to eat?" Ono saw that she really didn't bother to see "that person" anymore, and she also relaxed.

"Eat grapes."

"Buy!" Ono quickly adjusted his emotions and laughed as well.

When he arrived at the small shop where he bought fruits, the boss was about to close the door, and when he saw Ono and Xiang Huan coming hand in hand, he immediately said that you are here, and the grapes left are still there.

Xiang Huan looked at the boss in wonder, she didn't leave any grapes in the store, this was told by Ono.

"Thank you, boss, I was supposed to come over tomorrow morning, and I just happened to be here tonight." Ono took the boss's words and followed to get it.

Xiang Huan stood still and didn't move, pursed his lips to see that Xiao Ye took the grapes, transferred money to the boss and returned to her.

"You bought it on purpose?" Xiang Huan looked at the grapes in a small cardboard box, and at first glance, they were very fresh, and they were still her favorite variety.

It is rarely seen in the white city of Zomba.

"yes, I know you love it

A variety, so I told the boss to bring it to me when I bought it."

Ono looked at Xiang Huan's sparkling eyes when he looked at the grapes, and he was also happy in his heart.

He told himself in his heart that no matter if what he was most worried about would really happen, as long as it could bring her real happiness and happiness as he had originally intended, it would be enough.

Anyway, there are not many years left in my life, so I don't have to think about the future so much.

Back in the studio, Ono went to wash the grapes, asked Xiang Huan to change his pajamas and hurry to bed.

Xiang Huan quickly climbed into bed when he heard him, sat cross-legged around the quilt, and began to swipe his mobile phone.

Just glanced at the mobile phone screen, Xiang Huan squinted slightly and began to be distracted.

Turning his head and glancing at the kitchen, he could see Xiao Ye's back, Xiang Huan stared at his back and continued to think about things.

In fact, she still wanted to see "that person" all along, but she didn't show it directly.

Now that I have a little time to be alone, I immediately put a picture on my face.

When Xiao Ye came out with grapes, Xiang Huan immediately hid his emotions just now, and shouted to him with a smile to come over quickly.

"You feed me, I'm going to take pictures for material." Xiang Huan smiled and raised his phone.

She was going to film the scene where Ono fed her grapes.

Ono obediently did so, posed very cooperatively, and even his eyes were deliberately gentle.

"Okay, hold on, I'll take two more shots." Xiang Huan was very satisfied.

After filming, she began to eat grapes, or Ono fed her one by one into her mouth.

With both hands of her own, she was busy on her mobile phone, retouching and processing the photos she had just taken, as well as those taken by the civil fire and rescue team during the day.

In this way, more than an hour passed unconsciously, and the grapes were basically Xiang Huan

Eat up.

When she looked up at Ono after finishing her work, she realized that this kid had closed his eyes and dozed off at some point, and he was still holding a grape in his hand.

Xiang Huan's heart hurt fiercely.

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