Conan: Ke Xuebai Moonlight Sticker Manual

Heyue shook his head symbolically and let Gin's palm press on his head, like a fat rabbit being held up by the neck, extremely well-behaved.

Fortunately, Gin didn't intend to take off her head, so he only rubbed it a few times and then withdrew his hand.

Heyue muttered while arranging the rabbit fur that was messed up by him, "But, I tried hard to think about it, but I couldn't remember it."

Although he denied it, Heyue always had an intuition that she must be intertwined with his past.

The evil spirit and indifference in him, as well as the sense of security he brought to her, this sense of separation and inexplicable harmony made her firm in her thoughts.

Gin took a sip of wine and did not try to explain her confusion. He only emphasized, "It's not important."

Heyue rested her face on the pillow and said melancholy, "Isn't it important?"

Gin nodded and said firmly, "It's not important."

Heyue turned her head and looked at him seriously, her eyes lingering between his eyebrows, with a bit of trance in her eyes, "But I always feel that if I don't think of you as soon as possible, I may not see you again in the future."

Gin turned his head to look at her. His expression changed slightly, and human emotions gradually appeared in his eyes, like helplessness and relief.

In the end, he just reached out and touched the top of her hair with unfamiliar movements.

"will not."

He answered her thus.

But Heyue was not comforted.

But she also knew that this topic could not be continued, so she took the initiative to change the subject, "When will you leave?"

"Tomorrow early morning."

Gin picked up the wine glass again and refilled himself with wine. As the wine glass shook, the ice cubes made a crisp sound as they hit the wall of the glass.

Heyue thought for a while and asked him, "Do you have anything else to do today?"

If not, she wanted to spend more time with him.

Today is Sunday, and the cats at home are busy reviewing. Her graduation project is not bad for this day. She has been busy for several days, so it doesn't matter if she takes a break.

Gin guessed the meaning of her words, and the fingers holding the wine glass stiffened for a moment. He lowered his eyes and looked at the swaying wine in the glass with an unclear expression.

He was leaning on the back of the sofa, his long hair hanging down, and the silvery white color had the same chill as the dagger just now.

"No."

However, he did not refuse her approach, "I will send you back before six o'clock."

He Yue quirked her eyebrows and said, "Okay."

My mood has improved visibly.

The corners of Gin's lips moved slightly, and he raised his head to drink the strong drink.

There was a TV in the living room, and Heyue switched channels at random, and her favorite Doraemon was playing.

The bottle of juice had reached its bottom, so Heyue went to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of coconut milk, poured herself a glass, and sat down comfortably on the sofa to watch Fatty Blue.

This kind of cartoon animation is a bit childish for Gin. He has long passed the time when he needs animation to heal himself. Now, looking at the exchanges and cheerful lines between the several protagonists on the screen, he just feels stupid and boring.

But he didn't say anything, he just sat quietly beside He Yue and drank sip after sip of gin.

After a while, he looked at the sleeping soundly Rabbit and was not surprised by this.

Heyue was indeed tired. She stayed up late with her friends on her birthday last night, and had a lot of fun at the beach in the morning. She was already sleepy just after eating.

She was wrapped in a plush blanket and pillowed on a cute pillow. She was sunk into the soft sofa. Her long eyelashes were trembling slightly and she was breathing slowly. She looked well-behaved and harmless.

Gin took the remote control and prepared to turn off the TV.

On the TV screen, the blue Doraemon was saying goodbye to Nobita. Its cartoon body looked round and cute.

It said: "Nobita, can you live a good life without me? If Fat Tiger and the others bully you, can you resist on your own?"

Gin's hand paused.

He looked back at He Yue, who was sleeping peacefully beside him, his eyes darkening little by little.

Can she live a good life if he is gone?

If she encounters danger, can she protect herself?

If she encounters an insurmountable dilemma, will she be able to survive?

If she encounters a villain with ulterior motives, can she escape unscathed?

He wasn't sure.

But he wasn't sure what he would bring to her either.

Maybe it's secret protection, maybe it's a terrible disaster, there's no telling.

Gin calmly turned off the TV, stretched out his hand to remove the hair from the side of her face, and arranged the blanket for her.

The curtains were closed, blocking out the bright sunlight, and the lights in the living room were dimmed. Gin sat back on the sofa and silently poured the remaining wine into the cup.

It tastes spicy, refreshing and mellow, and adds a bit of coolness after adding ice cubes. Such a strong drink passed through my throat, leaving a slightly numb feeling.

After taking the last sip of wine, he put down the glass, leaned against the sofa and pinched his eyebrows. The strong smell of alcohol was in his breath and he felt a little hot.

The alcohol's aftereffects relaxed him somewhat, and he began to think about things he wouldn't have been able to consider when he was sober.

He thought a lot.

He was silent in the darkness for a long time, and then he put his arms around Heyue's shoulders and let her rest on his neck. His palms passed across the side of her face, and his fingertips gently brushed the end of her eyes.

She looked dull and stupid when she was awake, and it was even worse when she was asleep. From Gin's perspective, her whole body was full of flaws.

The most ordinary peripheral member of the organization can easily take care of her.

He recalled what Fatty Lan said on TV just now, "Can you live a good life without me?" 】

Change the angle.

Would he be able to live a good life without her?

Gin lowered his head. From this angle, he could see her thick eyelashes, trembling with her breathing.

can--

He thought so.

The stupid rabbit in his arms moved, as if he felt an obvious source of heat, and subconsciously nestled in his arms, placing his head on his neck, sleeping soundly.

Gin closed his eyes, relaxed himself and leaned on the sofa, and slowly tightened his arm around her.

When Heyue woke up, she only felt warm around her. When she sat up, she found that she was covered with two blankets.

Gin had already changed out of his yukata and put on a black suit, and was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking out.

Heyue stretched and let out a contented hum.

Gin turned on the lights in the living room, "It's time for you to go back."

Heyue said "Okay" and walked towards the inner room while rubbing her eyes, "I'll change my clothes."

When she put on a dry dress and came out, Gin was sitting on the sofa. There was a paper bag on the table in front of her. The alluring aroma wafted out of it, making Heyue's rabbit ears stand straight up.

Noticing her bright eyes, Gin tapped the table and said concisely, "Dinner."

Heyue leaned over and sniffed curiously, "What did you pack?"

She really looked like a rabbit sniffing food, and she looked even more stunned.

"Look again when we go back."

Gin threw her another handbag with the Chanel logo printed on it. His movements were very casual, and it looked like he was throwing a taiyaki to her.

He didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with his actions, he just stood up and said, "Let's go."

Heyue followed him to the underground parking lot, and realized something belatedly, "You...you want to drive drunk?"

Gin opened the back seat door expressionlessly and motioned for her to sit in.

Only then did Heyue realize that there was someone in the driver's seat. It was the tall, muscular man wearing sunglasses that she had seen before.

She got into the back seat and Gin sat next to her.

Heyue was a little curious about the man in the driver's seat and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Gin's voice cooled, "Don't look at things you shouldn't. Did you forget so quickly?"

Heyue was excited, her rabbit ears drooped, and she nodded obediently, "...Oh."

The vodka in the front row is also a kick.

The car started and drove out of the parking lot.