After Mao Lilan handed him the tissue, she just watched him move quietly.

She saw Conan take the tissue and start blowing his nose hard, making a "huff, huff" sound.

Then I saw him rubbing his nose, his eyes looking a little confused and puzzled.

These subconscious actions made Mao Lilan feel dizzy, and her thoughts became more and more confused. She almost couldn't understand what was happening in front of her.

What she couldn't believe was that this 7-year-old boy had the same familiar movements as Kudo Shinichi.

Mao Lilan looked at him repeatedly like a self-torture, trying to find some differences, but every observation made her more convinced of this fact:

Conan is a smaller version of Kudo Shinichi.

Even with disguise, no one can imitate so similarly even subconsciously, and no one's personality is exactly the same.

There are no two leaves in the world that are exactly the same, and the same is true for people.

But now, these two people have a striking resemblance.

If Conan is not Kudo Shinichi, then who is he?

Conan has always made Mao Lilan feel an indescribable sense of familiarity, but she has never been able to realize the true source of this feeling.

And today, she finally understood where this sense of familiarity came from.

That is Conan's true identity, his childhood sweetheart Kudo Shinichi. This sense of familiarity comes from spending a long time together.

I finally understood the truth through others' sign language. How stupid was I to not realize it?

Mao Lilan couldn't help but laugh at her own slowness.

Her heart was filled with bitterness and her face was as pale as paper, as if all the blood had been drained away by the truth.

After Conan blew his nose, he unconsciously crumpled the dirty tissue in his hand into a ball.

He has always been a thick-skinned person, but this time, he was keenly aware of the subtle changes in Mao Lilan's emotions.

Looking up suddenly, he saw that Mao Lilan's face was extremely pale, and her body was hunched over weakly, and she seemed to be in great pain.

Conan frowned instantly, and subconsciously asked with concern, "Sister Xiaolan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Mao Lilan forced herself to look at him and managed a smile, "Edogawa Conan, can I call you Conan for the last time?"

This is the first time that Mao Lilan calls Conan by his full name.

Answering questions that are not related to the question reveals an unusual atmosphere.

As their eyes met, Conan seemed to sense something was wrong with her. A hint of alertness flashed across his clear eyes, but was soon replaced by concern and worry.

He was still like a child, with a voice full of childish innocence and eagerness, and asked persistently:

"Sister Xiaolan, why are you talking like that? You look so pale. Are you sick? Conan will go find Uncle Maori for you now..."

Before he finished his words, he pretended to turn around and look for Kogoro Mori.

However, Ran Mouri was faster and grabbed Conan to stop him from taking any action.

Her hand was like a gentle barrier, blocking all his words deep in his throat.

After all, Mao Lilan is a Taekwondo practitioner, and she has plenty of strength in her wrists.

With his mouth covered, Conan could only stare at her with a puzzled look on his face.

It seems like he is asking Mao Lilan why she did this.

Mao Lilan looked at him deeply, opening and closing her mouth, but no words came out.

She even had the leisure to think about what she wanted to say. Should she reveal that Conan was Kudo Shinichi's true identity?

Or should I ask him why he is still pretending in front of me?

Or are you angry at him for not telling you the truth?

She didn't want to say it, but she also felt that the truth shouldn't be revealed at this time.

As long as she remained a fool, she would never discover Conan's true identity, and the balance between them would remain.

In the future, she can continue to wait, just like countless ordinary days, waiting for Kudo Shinichi's call, waiting for the promise that may never come.

But is this possible?

When a woman's emotionality faces a man's rationality, he will only feel that she is being unreasonable.

Is a woman an accessory or an object to be waited for?

No, neither.

Women are independent and have their own independent souls. Their choices are free and firm. They can show any personality and embrace any dream.

In love, you will blindly lose yourself and become unlike yourself.

Mao Lilan doesn't want to be that kind of person. In a relationship of waiting in vain and unequal, she will first get tired of herself, pua herself every day, and eventually consume herself.

Flowers cannot withstand storage.

I should be decisive like my father's idol, Ms. Okino Yoko.

What Mr. Kawakami said is right, he has been reminding us a long time ago.

After a long time, Mao Lilan released her hand that was covering Conan and said weakly:

"You know what I hate the most? ... It's deception."

There was a tremor in her words, a mixture of disappointment and heartache.

"If something happened to you, you could have told me directly. Even if you had to pretend, I would have cooperated strictly. But you always chose to lie."

Her voice became increasingly low, and in the end she was almost whispering, "Shinichi, we've been together for so long, can't we even establish the most basic trust?"

When she raised her head, tears were already streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably, her eyes were blurred and she couldn't see clearly.

Mao Lilan even regretted how weak she was. She couldn't even ask a question and just burst into tears out of grievance.

The tears kept dripping, and each drop was like a hammer hitting Conan's heart.

"Xiaolan...I..."

Conan's eyes widened, as if he wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start.

My usually calm heart suddenly became confused and messy, and endless regret and self-blame filled my mind.

Xiaolan called me Kudo Shinichi, she definitely saw the shape of Hattori Heiji's mouth.

She knew everything, knew everything, and knew that my identity was actually Kudo Shinichi.

Knowing that I had been lying to her.

Conan opened his mouth and started to speak incoherently.

He had known for a long time that deceiving was wrong, but for the safety of her and her friends, he chose to conceal it. All the mistakes were his own.

In the end, Conan desperately tried to make amends.

"Xiaolan... I'm sorry... I did this for a reason..."

"Stop talking, I don't want to hear it!"

Ran Mao Li interrupted him and looked at Conan with an extremely strange look.

"Of course I know you have your reasons, so should I let you bear it all by yourself? You have concealed it for so long, so you should continue to bear it all by yourself!"

Her tears were like pearls that had broken off the string, and no matter how hard Mao Lilan tried to wipe them away, they just wouldn't come away.

She turned around and ran out crying.

Conan was about to chase after him, but his body shook violently and his vision went dark.

Hattori Heiji was still shouting beside the dead man, "Little brother, come here quickly, our game is still going on!"

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