"Ah Cheng h! Abnormal, big carrot chicken!"

Nana's proud expression in the morning had long since disappeared. She sat on the ground with her pretty pink legs bent, hugging her chest and shivering, as if she had just experienced an insult:

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Nana is so tainted that she won't be able to get married."

Futaba Cheng held the phone that was still warm. He first looked at his palm and then at the girl, slightly speechless:

"Just scratching an itch, don't make it look like I put my hand in."

The aggrieved look on Nana's face in the morning disappeared immediately like turning a book. She stood up, stuck out her tongue, and stretched out her fingers to smooth out the wrinkles on her school uniform.

Futaba Cheng was not surprised by the girl's playful behavior.

At this time, the thick clouds in the sky dispersed, and the slanting sunlight fell on Nana's body in the morning. She lowered her head to let her face shine with luster, giving her a hazy beauty.

After finishing her school uniform, Nana suddenly reached out and hugged Futaba Cheng's arm in the morning, then stood on tiptoes and whispered in the other person's ear:

"Why...A Cheng, you don't dare to go in?"

Nana spoke in a very low voice in the morning, which made Futaba Cheng feel as if she was blowing air into her ears.

"Here." Seeing the other party's evil smile, Futaba Makoto stretched out his hand holding the phone.

Nana blinked in confusion in the morning.

"Put it back in and see if I dare to go in." Futaba Cheng suddenly showed a kind smile.

When Nana saw Futaba Cheng's smiling face in the morning, she immediately realized that she was playing too much. She turned her head, put her hands behind her back and lightly kicked the ground with her shoes and whispered softly: "No, I'm not playing anymore."

"It's not up to you."

"A-Cheng doesn't want it!"

In the morning, Nana was like a cunning rabbit, running away in an instant. Futaba Cheng watched the opponent's long ponytail flicking from a distance, and shook his head:

"Really."

…

Just returned to the street.

Futaba Makoto saw Grandma Goda at the grocery store waving to him, as if there was something going on.

"What's wrong, grandma?" Futaba Cheng asked after walking over.

The old lady smiled, then pointed at a gray-blue cat lying on the snack shelf in the store:

"Merlin is asleep here. You just came back, so take this child back."

"Merlin, this guy has caused trouble for you again." Futaba Makoto couldn't help but smile, then walked into the store, stretched out his hand and picked up the lazy fat cat.

"Huh?" Merlin opened his eyes in confusion, and after realizing it was Futaba Makoto, he continued to sleep on his chest.

Holding the cat in his arms, Futaba Cheng patted its fat butt: "You guys, don't always come here to make trouble for Grandma Goda, do you understand?"

"Meow~" Merlin called out timidly.

"Don't blame it, Mr. Cheng." The old lady said with a smile, "Everyone is very busy recently, so only Merlin came to stay with me."

"Really?"

Futaba Cheng could only nodded and sat on the chair next to the old lady.

"Not going home?"

Futaba Cheng put the cat on his lap and said, "Sit with you for a while. Anyway, there are people at home cooking."

"You kid, you still like to take care of people as always."

Futaba Cheng just smiled: "Where are the others?"

"Those who should be doing business are doing business, and those who should be working in other places are working in other places." The old woman took a sip of the already cold tea, and rubbed the tea cup with her bark-like palms.

"It's actually good to be busy. I can't feel the passage of time. In the blink of an eye, I soon have a family and a child."

“I always felt that I didn’t have enough time before. When I was in school, I wished my weekends could be longer, and after I went to work, I wished my holidays could be longer…”

The old lady looked at Futaba Cheng with a smile: "But when I get older, I always think that it would be nice if every day could pass faster.

"Is it because I have nothing to do when I get old?" Futaba Cheng asked.

"No, if time can pass faster every day..." said the old lady, "can my days come earlier when the children come to see grandma, right?"

Futaba Cheng's eyes softened: "Well, it's not easy for you, grandma, either."

"Yes..." the old lady drawled her voice, smiling as if she was missing something.

Futaba Cheng quietly accompanied the old man beside him. People were coming and going on the road in front of him, but for some reason, he felt that the passage of time was a little slower just by sitting next to the old man.

"What was grandma like before?" Shuangye Cheng looked at the passers-by and asked suddenly.

"What kind of person was I before?" The old lady thought for a moment, "What kind of person was I before?"

"I seem to have forgotten it. I don't know when it started. The only ones I can remember are those few worry-free guys. They were always worried about whether they had enough to eat and whether they had enough clothes to wear."

"The dream I wanted to realize at the beginning was delayed again and again because of the children's affairs, and was finally buried in the past and slowly dissipated. There was nothing worth remembering. If I had been more young,

Just have the courage to do what you want to do..."

Really...

"Cheng-kun, what do you want to do in the future?"

Being asked by Grandma Goda, Futaba Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then scratched his cheek with his fingers a little embarrassed: "I don't have anything I want to do. From now on, I just want to stay at home every day, play my favorite games, and watch

Isn’t this kind of daily life a little ordinary for my favorite drama?”

"No." The old lady said with a smile, "I think no matter what, as long as you can persevere, it is a great and extraordinary thing."

"And every ordinary day we live may be a series of miracles."

"Really, Cheng-kun?"

"What you said is too profound, some of which I still don't understand yet." Futaba Cheng smiled.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Anyway, it's just what a bad old woman said casually. You don't need to remember what I said."

At this time, Merlin seemed to have had enough sleep. He stretched out on Futaba Makoto's lap, then climbed onto the old lady's lap and sat on it, making a meowing sound.

"Merlin?"

"It seems that she has had enough sleep." The old lady touched the cat's head, "I just saw Nana's child. You came back from school with her, right?"

"How do you know?" Futaba Cheng was a little curious. It was obvious that the two of them entered the commercial street at different times.

"The smile on that child's face, I don't think many people can do it except you."

"this……"

Seeing Futaba Cheng scratching his head, the old lady opened her eyes slightly: "Do you like Nana?"

"Eh?!" Futaba Cheng shook his head quickly: "No."

"Really? It seems to me that you already have someone you care about. Isn't it Nana's kid?" The old lady said to herself, "I see, that's it...it's a pity."
Chapter completed!