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    Ye Zhiqiu walked into Ami's home again.

    ¡°Compared with before, there are no big sacks for garbage, and everything inside and outside the house has become cleaner and simpler.  Ami even poured a glass of water for Ye Zhiqiu in a decent manner.

    Ami became very comfortable after returning to Changshao Street. When the alarm clock rang upstairs, she turned around and ran up the stairs, her movements were quick and agile.

    Just by looking at her back, you don¡¯t think she is a blind girl.

    Ye Zhiqiu sat at the table and took a sip of the hot water Ami poured for her. She noticed that there was a new tablecloth on the table, with a blue and white checkered bottom and small animals of various colors printed on it.

    Ye Zhiqiu also noticed that the cup in her hand seemed to be new, a colorful cartoon ceramic cup.

    Ami turned off the alarm clock and ran down again: "It turns out it's already ten o'clock."

    The alarm clock at home will chime once on the hour. Ami relies on this to confirm the progress of the time, and then coordinates with the movements outside Changshao Street to distinguish day and night.

    Ye Zhiqiu noticed that Ami had put on clean clothes, pants and slippers, and his whole body became fresh and clean again.

    The clothes Ami wears must have been bought by her grandmother. The style is a bit dull and has no characteristics. They are small floral-colored shirt-style pajamas, which makes Ami look more like a big child.

    Ye Zhiqiu smiled: "Yes, that's why I asked you to come back early. You can't stay out all night."

    "Did you buy this table and chairs?" Ye Zhiqiu asked Ami.  She remembered that when she came here before, there wasn't even a chair in Ami's house, and the table should be smaller than this.

    Ami nodded: "Yeah, I bought it."

    Ami was very happy when talking about the table. He touched the edge of the table and deliberately smoothed the tablecloth: "This way I can let my good friends come to sit at home, and guests can also sit there. You see  , I bought seven cups, one color for each."

    Ami¡¯s memory of colors stayed on the colored pens. Apart from these seven colors, she could not understand other colors that she had not paid special attention to before she lost her sight.  The seven cups are all dark and matched with the checkered tablecloth, which is very warm.

    Ye Zhiqiu nodded: "It seems that Ami is ready to make many new friends."

    "It was Qian Huan who taught me. She said that a good life is to live in a beautiful house, make many friends, and be happy every day." Ami hopes every day that she is living the life that her grandmother wanted her to live.  But she wasn't sure if it was like this now.

    Ye Zhiqiu can¡¯t tell what kind of life is good for Ami.

    Ye Zhiqiu¡¯s ideal life is to become an excellent doctor, a daughter that makes her parents proud, a friend worthy of being trusted, and then to become a good wife and mother, respected and recognized by others.

    Not everyone can be like her.  Ye Zhiqiu has known a long time ago that everyone has a different starting point. She stands taller than others, and her pursuit of quality of life is naturally different from others.

    Just like Ami, who doesn¡¯t even have a basic starting point, he has to ask others what a good life is.

    ¡°Just do things that make you happy.¡± She could only say this to Ami.

    Ye Zhiqiu looked at the time. She should be going home at this point.  She usually doesn't go back too late. After all, work already takes up most of her time, and the time she spends on daily life is pitiful.

    Ami had long thought that Ye Zhiqiu would still leave.  Despite this, she felt very satisfied when she thought that Ye Zhiqiu came home today and saw her newly bought table, chairs, and colorful cups.

    "Is Zhiqiu going on a date?" Ami asked Ye Zhiqiu.

    Today is Valentine's Day, Tang Guo said, it is the day when male and female friends go on a date together.  A date is when two very good friends hold hands, watch the night view together, go shopping together to buy something they like, and eat delicious food together.

    Mi is subconsciously used to the difference between her and others, and also used to the fact that she does not have a share in anything in this world.  For example, other people have parents, grandparents, but Ami does not.  So Ami thinks it's normal that she doesn't have a boyfriend.  But Ye Zhiqiu is different. Ye Zhiqiu is so good, she must have everything.  Of course there will be a boyfriend who loves her and loves her.

    Ye Zhiqiu didn't expect Ami to ask this suddenly. She smiled and shook her head: "I'm tired and want to go home and rest."

    "Hey, then Zhiqiu won't be celebrating Valentine's Day?" Ami was a little anxious. Everyone will be happy during the festival, so how could Zhiqiu not be celebrating the festival?

    Ye Zhiqiu raised his hand to touch his forehead in embarrassment, pulling away the loose curlsHere, I always feel like you two are just having fun.  "

    Ye Zhiqiu couldn't explain it to her mother. She felt that getting married was a very serious matter, and kissing and going to bed were both sacred. She had to follow the formalities. She didn't want to be like others, who said they were together when they said they were together, and they separated when they said they were separated.  So she felt that these more out-of-line things could only happen after marriage.

    Lu Beinan respected her and said he had no objection.

    At this time, Ye Zhiqiu's phone rang. As if he had found a savior, Ye Zhiqiu pushed his mother out of the door: "Okay, okay, I will refer to your opinion. Go to bed early, good night, I love you."

    Lin Lan was pushed out of the door with a confused look on her face, and she didn't forget to ask: "Is it Beinan? You should speak more gently, and don't discuss work or philosophy with others every time, and don't talk about stories about musicians.  Have a good relationship. Do you hear me?"

    The door had been closed. Ye Zhiqiu didn't hear a word of her mother's words. She picked up the phone from the table with some surprise.

    "Ami? What's wrong?"

    It was Ami¡¯s call to Ye Zhiqiu.  She rarely uses her mobile phone. When she heard Ye Zhiqiu's voice coming from the small strip-shaped box, she was excited and felt magical: "No, it's okay. I just wanted to ask if you're home yet."

    Since Ye Zhiqiu went to work in the hospital, her morning and evening shifts have not been fixed, and her overtime hours have not been fixed. However, no one has called her specifically to ask whether she got home safely late at night for a long time.

    Ye Zhiqiu smiled while leaning on the phone, and suddenly wanted to pinch Ami's face full of seriousness and concern.

    "I'm home, what are you doing?"

    "I washed the cup and then took a shower. I also washed the clothes and got ready to go to bed." Ami said in a low voice, a little embarrassed, "I want to say good night to you." (Remember this site's website address:  www.hlnovel.com
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