"yes."

I guess Xiaolan feels this way too.

But compared to Yuanzi, Xiaolan is too passive. She waited passively and waited passively for the other party to inform everything.

He was not saying that Xiaolan’s approach was wrong, but it was really... too hard...

Even if time really stays forever this year, time still flows, just making a cycle around a circle.

The feeling of fatigue will not dissipate, and the feeling of powerlessness will not disappear. It will only become stronger and stronger as time accumulates. Those accumulated emotions will burst out like surging torrents, destroying all the dams they built, and it will be out of control.

So, why not try to ask the other party for their opinions?

If she is willing to face it together, then why not say it out?

Shangkawa sighed lightly. It was their own business. All he could do was as an outsider. That's all he could do.

Listening to his sigh, Yuanzi looked at him with her eyebrows and eyes, "If it were A Shun, she would definitely not be like the male protagonist in the book!"

"If it were me, I would choose to let her choose." Kurakawa Shun smiled, his heart softened.

Yuanzi only felt that her love for the person in front of her was a little deeper. People who can think from the other person's perspective are always better than those who are good at making decisions and think that they are good at the other person.

Although Uekawa Shin said it was a story in the book, she still felt that things were not that simple, "Isn't there really something wrong with Shinichi?"

"I don't know Kudo, so how could I know this?"

"But......"

Originally, she didn't think there was any problem, but she felt that Shinichi Kudo had something to go to somewhere and couldn't come back for the time being. However, what Kurakawa Shin asked suddenly made her spread the details that she had not paid much attention to before.

He said he was going to investigate the case, but what kind of case took so long? He didn't even come back on his birthday?

As Shinichi, a person who likes to show off, hasn't seen any reports about him in the news or newspapers for so long. If he hadn't occasionally spoken to Xiaolan, Shinichi Kudo would have suddenly disappeared from the world.

Kamikawa Shun didn't intend to let her know about Conan, but she didn't expect that Yuanzi's acumen was beyond his expectations.

Only then did he realize that his understanding of Yuanzi was still on the surface, and even because of the influence of animation, his understanding of her personality was based on a simple and vague prototype.

But people are always complex, perhaps keen, or slow, and mostly they look down on them. Because Conan sometimes makes reason by anesthesia, and when he wakes up, Sonoko reacts similarly to Kogoro Mouri, so he mistakenly thinks that Sonoko is quite tall and doesn't know how to think deeply about this kind of thing.

But he found out that he was wrong. The girl in front of him had a sharpness in some aspects beyond his imagination. Or intuition, the sixth sense, was unreasonable at all.

He smiled slightly, as if nothing had happened: "You think, if something happened to Kudo, wouldn't his parents know? They are still abroad, which means they know their son's situation. Don't think too much."

“That’s right.”

.........

In the hospital, Xiaolan was guarding Conan's bedside, staring at the infusion tube and dropping the Chinese medicine drops.

Kogoro Mouri walked in with two boxes of lunch boxes, "Koran, stop staring at that kid, just have a meal first!"

Xiaolan nodded and walked to the side to pick up the lunch box. She ate while she was eating, and her thoughts were all messy in her mind.

"Dad, where did Shinichi go?"

Kogoro Mori paused his chopsticks, "Didn't that guy say he went to investigate the case?"

"But it takes so long to investigate what case, and I'm even so busy that I don't even have time to come back to see me..."

Looking at Xiaolan's absent-minded look, Kogoro Mouri felt that the lunch box in his hand was so sour, "Oh, why do you care so much about that kid?"

Xiaolan lowered her head to eat, silent.

The sun shone in through the window inside the hospital bed, and Conan opened his eyes in a daze. Outside the window, there were the crisp cries of birds, and the infusion tube above his head flowed slowly.

He looked at it for a while and then he felt that he had survived...

He struggled to sit up, and a pain came from the wound bandaged on his abdomen. He took a breath of air conditioning, and was about to breathe, and was about to sigh that his life was hard, but suddenly noticed Xiaolan who was sleeping on the edge of the hospital bed.

"orchid......"

Hearing the movement inside, Kogoro Mori came in yawning, staring at the awakened Conan with a stare at the dead fish.

"You must thank Xiaolan for her blood, and she is still taking care of you in the hospital for a night."

He walked over and covered Xiaolan's coat that was about to slide off, "You are lucky. You just happened to meet Xiaolan and you have the same blood type. If you have a special blood type, the hospital will have insufficient blood. You will have already reported to the King of Hell now!"

Conan listened silently, and he gently stroked the blood transfusion wound with his left hand, feeling Xiaolan's blood flowing in his body.

She really...I know...

Will he continue to hide it?

Just as he was thinking, Kogoro Mouri suddenly came over and spoke in a fierce tone: "Xiaolan has smoked so much blood for you. If you don't get better quickly, you will be more beautiful!"

Conan focused on the key points. Whether it was for him or for Xiaolan, he would recover well!

In the afternoon, when he learned that Conan had woken up, Guekawa Shin brought some fruit to the hospital to visit him.

He came to Japan and only visited the hospital several times, and several times he either visited Kogoro Mouri or visited Conan.

Looking at Conan who was not very energetic on the hospital bed, he picked up an apple and peeled the apple with a familiarity. "How is your body feeling?"

"Fortunately, the anesthetics from the wound have faded and it hurts very much."

"It's also good for the pain points, which will give you a long memory!" Compared to the three real children of Mutahiko Hikari, Mitsuki Kamikazuki wanted to educate Conan more.

Others are children, they like to explore and find treasures. It’s nothing, but Conan is a 17-year-old high school student, and it’s okay if he doesn’t stop him, but he still makes trouble with him!

This is the guy who really owes education!

Conan lowered his eyelids and put out his half-moon eyes, "Did you come to see me just to poke my heart with a knife?"

Shangchuan Shinge gestured at the fruit knife in his hand, "I can really poke it for you, do you want to try it?"

“…”

"Hey, eat it!" Kurakawa Shun inserted the peeled apple on the knife and handed it to him.

"This is the first time I've eaten the apple you peeled." Conan grabbed the handle of the knife and took a bite.
Chapter completed!