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It was as if he had suddenly returned to reality from a dream. Sheng Liang's eyes were empty, he stood there dumbly, his body stiff.

Earlier, he really thought that Qi Luo had returned.

Only she would grind his coffee every morning, in this pale blue apron, without any trouble.

Why was it that I kept seeing Qi Luo's shadow on Qiao Xuan recently, that they were clearly different from each other.

"Where's the commander?" Sheng Liang turned his gaze away, allowing his heart to calm down.

Qiao Xuan immediately said: "It's in the courtyard. I just brought it to play outside, it refused to come in."

Sheng Liang did not say anything, and turned to walk out.

Qiao Xuan also turned his head to continue pouring the coffee into the cup, and suddenly heard Sheng Liang say: "There's a new apron in the cupboard, it's old now, throw it away."

Qiao Xuan lowered his head and looked at his body. He looked a little old, but he looked very clean.

However, this color didn't look like it belonged to Auntie Kung, but rather something that a little girl liked.

Qiao Xuan laughed, she was becoming more and more crazy, and always paid attention to such insignificant matters.

Qiao Xuan set up the breakfast and went out to call Sheng Liang. He saw him sitting cross-legged on the grass in the courtyard with the Commander in his arms.

Qiao Xuan felt that her thoughts were a little abnormal, she shook her head and called out Sheng Liang's name.

After eating breakfast, Qiao Xuan asked Sheng Liang: "I'm going shopping on the streets, do you have anything to take with you?"

"Whatever you want to buy, I'll get Luo Jie to send over to you." Sheng Liang said as he picked up his phone.

"No need," Qiao Xuan hurriedly waved his hand, "It's better if I go myself, he won't be able to find me."

Sheng Liang looked at her, then stood up: "Then I'll send you over, you can't get a taxi here."

In fact, Qiao Xuan could also drive herself, but seeing that Sheng Liang had already gone to the Profound Entrance to change his shoes, she could not reject anymore.

The car drove out, and Qiao Xuan told Sheng Liang that she was going to the near art institute in Sang City. Sheng Liang turned his head and asked curiously: "Why are you going there?"

"I want to learn oil painting, so …" Qiao Xuan lowered his head, not wanting Sheng Liang to see through her thoughts.

Sheng Liang did not pursue the matter further, but said: "I know an artist, I can introduce him to you."

"I'm just entertaining myself. There's no need to trouble yourself." She had no interest in paintings. She just wanted to buy some paint and repair the painting he had given her.

Qiao Xuan turned her head to look at Sheng Liang. Just looking at his side caused her to be unable to shift her gaze away.

He was like a glass of wine. Even though he knew that it was poisonous, he could not help but indulge in its fragrance.

Sheng Liang parked his car in front of an art supplies shop near the American Academy. After watching Qiao Xuan get off the car and enter the shop, he also got off his car and leaned on the door as he waited for her.

"Little Luo, why are you so slow? Hurry!" The girl in yellow urged.

"The Dean just came to talk to me about something. I'm sorry." A girl with short hair that fell to her ears ran out from the entrance of the American Academy and said apologetically.

The moment Sheng Liang heard the name, he turned his gaze over. Seeing the girl appear, he practically rushed over there without hesitation.

"Little Luo!" Sheng Liang reached out to pat the girl's shoulder, but when she turned around, she was stunned for a moment, and then slowly retracted her hand, "Sorry, I recognized the wrong person."