Conan: Ke Xuebai Moonlight Sticker Manual

When Heyue woke up, it was already noon the next day. She opened her eyes and saw the familiar ceiling and chandelier. It was her room in the hotel suite.

The curtains were drawn tightly, blocking the bright sunlight outside, and the lights were not turned on in the room. Heyue could vaguely see the tall figure sitting by the window.

He had long hair, was wearing a loose nightgown, and was looking down at his phone.

The light of the mobile phone screen made his villainous face look even more villainous, but it gave Heyue a full sense of security.

Noticing the change in her breathing, Gin raised his head and met the girl's moist eyes.

"The villain."

"Ah."

The man put down his phone and stretched out his hand. When Heyue struggled to lift her arms, he picked her up and helped her sit up.

Her neck was also bandaged, and she spoke with an obvious low tone, "Yesterday..."

Gin put the straw of the thermos cup to her mouth and said calmly, "It's been taken care of."

Heyue took a few sips of warm water and then responded in a low voice, "Okay."

The air conditioner was on in the room and it was very warm. He Yue looked down at her pale fingers and whispered, "My mobile phone..."

The next moment, the familiar mobile phone appeared in sight.

Moving his gaze upwards, he saw the man's clearly articulated palms. The sleeves of his loose nightgown moved upward slightly, revealing the prominent wrist bones.

Heyue's eyes turned red again.

She struggled to take the phone with the hand that had not been dislocated, and sent a message to her instructor to ask for a few days off. She would not be present for tomorrow's report.

It took her three minutes to simply send a text message.

Gin turned on the headlights and waited patiently for her to process the messages on her phone.

After sending daily text messages to cats and dogs in Tokyo as usual, and replying to text messages from some classmates, Heyue put down the phone.

Then, without looking, he leaned to the side.

The next moment, she leaned into the familiar warm embrace.

His arms were warm, and his strong arms were wrapped around her waist. He smelled strongly of tobacco and spirits, which was choking and unpleasant.

Heyue pressed her forehead against his warm chest, relaxed herself with peace of mind, and sobbed softly.

Rough fingertips brushed against the end of her eyes, removing the warm tears.

Then her tears fell even harder.

Gin's palm paused, and then he gently placed it on the back of her head, avoiding the bandaged gauze. His fingertips passed through the soft hair, and he pressed Heyue towards him with a little force.

Her tears were hot and soon wetted the front of his bathrobe. He even had the illusion that his heart had been burned.

Heyue wanted to hold the hem of his clothes, but she had no strength in her hands, so she could only put her palms weakly against his chest, crying even harder.

Gin didn't make a sound, he just quietly accepted her tears and cries, and hugged her tightly with his arms, and then hugged her tighter.

Maybe Shatu felt uncomfortable like this, so he simply sat by the bed, picked her up and put her on his lap, and pressed the aggrieved Shatu into his arms.

The man's breath came forcefully, wrapping Heyue, and his body temperature was transferred to her domineeringly. His heartbeat was clear and strong in her ears, and every beat made Heyue inexplicably feel at ease.

After a while, He Yue was tired of crying, so she leaned against him weakly and sobbed softly.

Gin glanced at it, took out a tissue and put it on her face.

Heyue: "..."

The aggrieved Tutu complained softly, "You are so rude."

Gin: "..."

She is very squeamish and has a lot of rules.

Raising children is difficult.

Gin lowered his head and changed to a tissue. This time, he knew that the force should be lighter, and wiped away the tears on her face little by little.

It's just that the movements are a little weird.

Heyue sniffed and decided to be self-reliant. When the man wanted to wipe her face again, she took the tissue and blew her nose first.

Well, much more comfortable.

Heyue's non-existent rabbit ears were still drooping, and the whole rabbit looked listless, with a heartbreaking feeling of brokenness.

Of course Gin didn't know what brokenness felt like, nor what it felt like to feel distressed. He only knew that he didn't want to see Shatu like this.

In his cognition, the silly rabbit should be cheerful every day, running around with a smirk, clan, looking at it very pleasing, instead of crying so much, his complexion is pale.

Looking at such a silly rabbit, he always felt that his heart was numb, and the nameless anger almost broke through his chest.

He didn't know why, and he didn't intend to find out.

He just wiped the corners of her eyes with a tissue again and asked her, "Eating now?"

"eat."

Heyue nodded, with a clear nasal sound in her voice, "I'm so hungry."

I didn't get the late night snack I wanted to eat last night, and I didn't eat breakfast this morning. It's already lunch time.

Gin said "Yes" and picked her up steadily and sent her to the bathroom.

Because Heyue's ankle was dislocated last night, he still doesn't have much strength now, and there are stab wounds on his feet from yesterday's fight with the kidnappers, so he can't stand on his own for the time being.

Gin simply took the high stool from the balcony of the room and placed Heyue on it. He stood behind her and held her waist to prevent her from falling down.

In Gin's eyes, the current Heyue is no different from the breathless mice in the tissue laboratory.

After simply washing up and applying skin care, Heyue was placed on the sofa in the living room. The familiar driver was busy in the open kitchen. The rich aroma lingered on the tip of his nose, making Heyue feel even hungrier.

She poked her head curiously, "What's for lunch? It smells so good."

"It's Chinese food."

Vodka, who was wearing an apron and wearing gloves, brought the casserole to the table, not forgetting to remind Heyue to stay away to avoid getting burned.

Ginjiu raised his hand to hold Heyue's forehead and brought the belt to him to prevent her from crying due to the heat.

Today's lunch was relatively light, but it smelled delicious, especially the pot of soup.

Vodka stood up straight proudly and put the dishes and chopsticks in place, "This is the recipe I found from the flower garden. The ingredients and pots were bought in the nearby Chinatown."

"I heard that there is a place next door where the flowers are planted. The soup is very nourishing. I even bought wolfberry and red dates, as well as cordyceps and ginseng."

My sister-in-law has suffered so much that she must make up for it.

Vodka feels that he is becoming more and more considerate. He is definitely the most capable subordinate of Big Brother!

He is an expert at surfing, and he has read a lot of recipes for growing flowers next door! Specially prepared for my sister-in-law!

He Yue thanked her seriously, "Thank you, Mr. Driver."

Like Gin, Heyue didn't know the name of vodka, so he could only use this name which didn't sound polite.

But he didn't seem to care about this. Instead, he felt visibly better after hearing He Yue's thanks.

My sister-in-law is so polite and calls him "sir".

He and his eldest brother are indeed a perfect match!

Today's vodka is also a day to find sugar for yourself.

After finishing the delicious lunch, Gin changed into his iconic black attire and put on the wide black top hat.

"where are you going?"

Heyue held his fingers and bit her lower lip.

"Something to take care of."

Gin's answer was concise and to the point.

Seeing how pitiful her expression was, his Adam's apple rolled several times and he added, "Be back soon."