Ke Xue: A small wish list

The time of wandering is always long and lonely...

On a high-rise building, Sato Yu was sitting on the edge of the rooftop, talking on the phone with Haibara Ai...

Sato Yu swayed his legs: "I miss you so much!"

Hui Yuan Ai's voice came from the receiver: "Why don't you come back?"

Sato Yu was a little depressed: "These things attract each other. If I bring it back, we will be in danger."

Haiyuan Ai heard the depression in his voice: "Well... have you eaten?"

Sato Yu nodded: "Eat it, it's not as delicious as what you made!"

Hui Yuan Ai smiled and sat in front of the window holding the little bear: "Is it true or not?"

Sato Yu did not hesitate: "Really!"

During the period after he came out, he thought about the fried rice made by Hui Yuan Ai every day. When he was injured, he thought about it the most...

Haibara Ai thought of Sato Yu's current location, which was the country where she had studied abroad, so she smiled and asked: "Is the scenery in Canada okay?"

Sato Yu thought of a jungle under the setting sun, shining in the afterglow of the setting sun, and indescribable tranquility...

"It's beautiful. When I get back, let's come over and take a look!"

Hui Yuan Ai leaned against the corner, rubbing the bear stuffed animal in his arms with his left hand: "But what if I want to go to France more?"

Sato Yu blew the wind: "Okay~ My little Ai can go wherever she wants~"

Haiyuan smiled sweetly: "I always feel like you are coaxing a child~"

Hearing the cheerful voice, Sato Yu raised his eyebrows: "Xiao Ai, have you forgotten that you are a child now? It's still a super cute one!"

Hui Yuan Ai blushed: "You still kiss me, kid?"

Sato Yu's smile froze: "Gah..."

The blush on Hui Yuan Ai's face dissipated, and she said with a smile: "Is it possible that you are a pervert?"

Sato Yu blushed: "How... how is it possible!? That's... that's because..."

Hearing Sato Yu's stuttering voice, Haibara Ai didn't panic at all, and even said playfully: "Because of what?"

Sato Yu blushed and whispered, "Isn't it because it's you?"

The blush slowly climbed onto Haiyuan Ai's face again: "Don't mess with other girls outside!"

Sato Yu hesitated: "Well... do you think I am that material?"

Hui Yuan Ai pouted: "I don't care!"

Sato Yu: "..."

Hui Yuan Ai gently rubbed the little bear's ears: "Be safe...and..."

Yu: "What?"

Hui Yuan Ai's face slowly turned red: "Do you want me to take an antidote, and then the two of us will have a date, and then... the child..."

Perhaps it was because the wind on the rooftop was a bit strong. Sato Yu blinked his big eyes, sucked up a stream of snot, and said blankly: "Huh?...Child..."

Suddenly, Sato Yu's eyes widened, his face quickly turned red, and heat steamed from the top of his head, and he stammered: "No, no, no... no! Get this idea out of your little head!"

Hui Yuan Ai's brain was already shut down. She reacted as soon as she said those words, and she was roaring in her heart: "What did I just say!? It's so shameful!"

Sato Yu breathed in the cold wind on the rooftop, but the term kept echoing in his mind: "**##..."

Hui Yuan Ai said quickly: "I didn't say anything just now!"

Then he hung up the phone and was stunned for a moment while holding the phone. He fell backwards and lay on the bed looking at the ceiling. Then he felt his cheeks were burning hot. He picked up the stuffed bear and started rolling around on the bed: "What a shame! Why did I say that just now? Could Xiaoyu be thinking wildly? Oops~"

Sato Yu was messy on the rooftop: "It's too bold..."

Maybe it was the wind. On the other side, Toru Amuro, who had just returned to the rental house after meeting Gin, was looking at his phone with a smile on his face...

"Xing, are you up?"

Haihara Yuki looked at the dark sky outside the window and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed: "You seem to get off work very early recently."

Toru Amuro pulled the phone away: "How do you know?"

Haibara Yuki looked at the phone with a smile: "Because at this time, it's still night here~"

Toru Amuro: "...I'm sorry to disturb your rest!"

"It's nothing, I just happened to get up and clean up. I also want to thank you for waking me up~"

"Busy at work?"

Yuki Haihara sat in front of the makeup mirror: "No, there are a few writers who don't hand in manuscripts properly. I have to get up early today to push for manuscripts."

Toru Amuro sat on the edge of the bed, took out his pistol and put it gently next to him: "Do you still have energy~"

Yuki Haihara drew on his eyebrows: "Of course! I want to be the best editor."

"A very lofty ideal."

"Zero, where is your ideal?"

Toru Amuro looked at the gun at hand, and then at the chef's uniform hanging behind the door. He closed his eyes gently, and his mind was filled with corpses lying in a pool of blood. The sound of gunshots seemed to still be echoing...

Press the keyboard lightly: "Police..."

He couldn't press the send button for a long time. This question seemed difficult to answer. After a long time, he deleted the word and waved his fingers...

"I'm a little tired today, so I'll rest first. Good night, Xing."

Yuki Haihara looked at the last message blankly, tapping the screen with his finger: "Okay, good morning, Zero."

He picked up the pistol and quickly disassembled it, and then slowly wiped it. His eyes were flickering, and his heart was already turbulent: "I want a stable country, you want a stable home, but as a policeman, I may not be able to do that. …”

Promise is a sacred thing and cannot be profaned.

Toru Amuro wiped the parts gently: "If you don't have enough ability, don't make promises easily, because it is meaningless!"

Assembling a pistol: "When this is over, I want to be a pastry chef, but before that..."

The magazine was pushed into the gun, and there was a crisp sound: "I am an agent, a nail stuck in the enemy's heart!"

Facing the black clothes behind the door, he pulled the trigger: "Click!"

At the island villa, Karasuma Renye turned his head and looked at the rising and falling seabirds outside the window. The latest news made him feel pressured.

"Daomen, what a familiar name is that!? Those long-haired Chinese people who fought successively during the so-called Holy War, they are actually still alive..."

The sound of the waves is endless, and Karasuma Renye can't help but say: "Previously, a piece of token fell into the hands of Qianli Zui, and this time another piece fell into the hands of the Huaxia Daomen. Things have become troublesome..."

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the palm placed on the note. The wrinkled skin was loosely covering the bones, and it was covered with age spots. The palm in front of him all told the answer, he was old... …

His turbid eyes looked at his palms quietly, and then his eyes turned cold: "At worst, we will start another war! As long as we can open the door of Buzhou Mountain, some people will die..."