Colleague Ke Ai: Dream·Vaguely

Kudo, is being able to marry you God's compensation for all my misfortunes in this life?If yes, then from today, I will begin to believe in him.

----Haibara Ai

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Xinyi, you, you. ． ． ． ? "When Kudo's mother, who didn't look like his mother at all, suddenly appeared at the uncovered doorway of the master bedroom on the second floor of No. [-] Mihua Street, accompanied by horrified screams, they turned their heads to the source of the sound in an instant. , and then each turned their heads away in the next second. He continued to lie down on the soft pillow with a nonchalant expression and slightly drunken eyes, while she seemed to be instinctively conditioned to avoid trouble, pouring the clear water Blue eyes closed.

There was a moment of silence.

She turned her head slightly to look at the guy lying beside her who seemed to have fallen asleep peacefully, and sighed lightly as she did many times.Then, he lifted the quilt gently, got up, and got out of bed, ready to comfort the lady who was still in shock. Anyway, she was Kudo's mother.

But when she landed on both feet, stood up, and raised her head to look at her again, Yuxizi's expression turned out to be normal, she really deserves to be a popular actress, she thought slowly.But inadvertently read something from the other party's eyes, what is it?Meaningful. ． ． ?Also, Sisi comforted, and An Ran?

What does it mean?

There was a puzzled light in the water-blue eyes, and it became clear again in an instant.Sometimes, I really hate myself for having such a superhuman insight, even though I have relied on it and escaped the danger of my life several times.She showed that signature faint wry smile again.In fact, she didn't care about life for a long time, but later, because of him, she had to pretend to carefully explain "cherishing life", and then, because of him, she was afraid that he would no longer be like her before. Cherish life, so, live well, so that you can always be with him, even if it is just from the perspective of a bystander, to accompany him.

But now, it's time to explain to this lady what she saw just now. ． ．

This is the mess he left to her again, just like the group of little devils in the Detective Boys many years ago, now, it's just replaced by his mother.Well, even if he never asked, she was used to tidying up for him, and he was also used to her tidying up.So, this time, too.

But, as expected, she was a mother who did not belong to the class of mothers. Yukiko blinked playfully, with a mysterious and cute smile, and quickly exited the room, and closed the door by the way...

Uh, she stood there for a while, what happened just now?Brains rarely turn the corner.Uh, it seems that I got involved in another trouble, the trouble related to Kudo.Hey, another soft helpless sigh.She gently opened the door of the master bedroom, and finally looked back at the big detective who was sleeping peacefully. ． ．backed out.

Her bedroom is next door.

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"Let's get married..." Ended. .marry? !

Three days later, in the living room on the first floor of No. [-], Mihua Street, Mihua City, Japan, the world-renowned detective novelist Yusaku Kudo sat gracefully in the Italian-style leather chair he personally bought back then, squinting his eyes slightly, and expressed his kindness with all his might. The tone of voice spit out these words "Xinyi, Xiaoai, you two get married..."

But the two people who sat side by side opposite each other on the Mediterranean-style fabric sofa purchased by his wife, the legendary Japanese actress Yukiko Kudo, stared at each other for an instant.

But in another instant, his and her eyes dimmed together.In the sum of instants and instants, in this extremely short time, he and she, except for the movement of their respective eyes, did not move, and even the slightest sound of breathing seemed to disappear together.And, since then, it has been silent for a long time.

"Allah, Allah. It's not a serious problem, Xiao Ai, what do you think?" When the light and pleasant voice floated from the kitchen to the living room, she finally had to raise her head, facing her accurate premonition, And Yukiko's innocent and kind inquiry eyes.

She really encountered a problem, a problem that she didn't know how to deal with for the first time, and maybe she still didn't know what kind of problem it was.

So, she instinctively glanced at him, just like the unforgettable bus trip before, but this time she didn't dare to grab his hand again, and although he could save her life last time, this time, There's no time for her at all.His eyes were being locked by his father.The father and son stared at each other silently.

What an interesting situation, like a war without gunpowder.She kind of admired herself thinking so jokingly at a time like this.However, this kind of blindly optimistic personality is not at all like the past self, maybe it came from some idiot.She was actually distracted at this moment, and she was so distracted that she didn't even notice that the corner of her mouth raised after a long time.

"Well, that's it." The silence was interrupted by that lovely mother again.Eh…?

She suddenly woke up like a dream. Just now, what did she do?

It seems that just now, I accidentally smiled.She recovered, another misunderstanding.

Really, it should be explained well.

"Oh, good." The lips that had just been lightened just stopped there, and his dry voice without emotion took her a step ahead.

She turned around in amazement, looking him straight in the face.And he is still the same as before, like a lifeless sculpture, so the answer just now must be due to her hearing problem.She thought mockingly to herself, even if that angel who is like a sister is already a new wife, even if ten years have passed, he will definitely not violate her creed, he and her can only be partners after all.

What's more, they are so familiar with each other, so familiar that they already have a telepathic connection. He was the first to feel her disappearing from the platform, and then frantically went to find her for fear that she would be stupid, but he was in so many places so quickly. People saw her watching her favorite football game, and she felt that he was not in danger in the secluded blue castle, so she took those children to replace him to give them strength, even though he left nothing and disappeared. Long.

Yes, they are so familiar with each other, doesn't it mean that people who are too familiar are not suitable to be lovers?What's more, they are still couples who have to get along day and night, even though, in fact, they have been in the same place, living together day and night for so long.

"You set the date." He seemed to really understand what she was thinking, and added in his previous voice.This time, Ai heard clearly, one word after another, echoed in her mind, and finally knocked on her heart that was actually not strong.This time, the water-blue eyes are completely confused, don't make fun of me, Kudo, you know, I can't bear it.Her state of mind is no longer calm, even if she is so calm and even cold-blooded—her hands are trembling slightly.Who let her meet him, he was enough to break all her composure.This is just your joke, right?You'll regret it the next second, right?

But he didn't know when he got up, and stared at her for a long time with eyes that seemed to have no emotion like his voice.

He turned around.He only left a determined back.He didn't give himself a chance to regret it.

In other words, he didn't give her any chance.

Suddenly, she felt cold.It turns out that winter is here.

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The white horse passes through the gap, the end of winter and the beginning of spring

3 months, 92 days, 2208 hours, 132480 minutes, 7948800 seconds. . .

Gone in the blink of an eye

It was warm and cold, and their wedding was 7 days later.

"Knock..." Pale and slender fingers clasped lightly, "Kudou, are you awake? Breakfast is ready."

"Oh, I'll come."

"Da da..." As usual, after hearing the familiar voice, she still couldn't get used to the answer, she went downstairs quietly, sat down at the enamel wood dining table, and waited quietly for him to accompany his flannel cloth The "da da" sound of taking off shoes went downstairs.

When did it start?While waiting, Ai began to think hard about the answer with her cheeks tilted to one side. Those ice-blue condensed pupils had long been covered with a perennial haze unique to London—this kind of blurred and dazed atmosphere. The eyes have become a habit, but what is going on?It seems, still, can't figure it out... She sighed softly as she was used to.

As clever as she was, she finally encountered an unsolvable problem, but who made him the one who made the problem?

10, 9, 8, 7... Timely put away Shicai's expression, and replace it with the cold smile that everyone is used to and the cynical playfulness of the stars

4, 3, 2, 1... "Ah, great detective, I woke up really early." The same good morning greeting for the 90th time.

"Huh? Is it egg toast? It looks delicious." He deliberately ignored her voice, pretending to be extremely interested in breakfast, just like the previous 89 times.

pretend?They have already had another kind of tacit understanding. After all, they are not ordinary people. They are as wise as them. Those two pairs of blue-toned eyes that can see everything have long chosen to be silent at the same time, because they are also wise and unkind. Two people in disguise, so, pretend?No, the pretense that can be seen through is just another side of the truth, a necessity with small side effects to continue living.

"It's 8 o'clock, Kudo." She squinted at him, as if she could see him clearly only in this way, but could she really see him clearly just by looking at him under the body that seemed to be a heavy burden?Moreover, the side effects on the eyes are really too great, otherwise, why would the eyes be a little blurred? ...

"En. En? It's 8 o'clock?! Ah, sorry, I'm going to be late. Uncle Mu Mu is not joking when he scolds people. Sorry, I'll go first. The breakfast tastes good, thank you." This time, It was really in a hurry, in such a hurry that I ignored her sorrow again and again unintentionally.

If one time of unintentional neglect can be forgiven, then after countless repetitions like this, should she still forgive? Even if she forgives, after this repeated repetition, behind the almost habitual injury, it shows how to be a human being Unbearable truth?

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Like many things that can be magnified unintentionally, other things in this world can also be deliberately magnified, even if the truth behind these so-called small things is far more shocking than the appearance.

Three months ago, he promised their upcoming new relationship with an unrecognizable voice, and after the silent 3 hours later, he quietly watched the rising sun slowly rise from the eastern horizon. I don't know the indifferent rise of suffering in the world.When the world completely woke up from the night, he wore a suit similar to the savior of the police world many years ago in people's memory - Kudo Shinichi, with a more divine temperament and expression, and appeared in Tokyo Chief Superintendent Summer .

It's a pity that similarity is not the same, but resemblance is real.The only thing the savior cannot save is himself. This is an oracle passed down from ancient times.

"Good morning, Mumu Police Department, oh no, it's the Mumu Police Superintendent." He smiled happily and calmly, with a relaxed and natural voice

So that the old policeman who is always wearing an orange hat and wearing a distinctive orange police uniform, who is known for being serious and serious, was in a trance for a moment, and even doubted his own beliefs, turning back time?Is this person in front of me, this face and this signature smile really that person who has returned? After all, he has been promoted to the police chief

"Work... Oh, no, Conan, when did you come back?" Immediately he regained his composure.

The boy in front of him didn't seem to have noticed the uncle's cover-up, "Well, I came back very early. After all, England is not my hometown, and I am not used to Japan." The person who noticed is not here. "By the way, uncle of the police department, I heard that there is a shortage of manpower in the summer, so I don't mind having more helpers."

"Oh, of course it's too late to welcome, um, but, what did I hear just now? Uncle Police Department?" It's not Kudo Shinichi, but Edogawa Conan, so the middle-aged director is less concerned about the boy in front of him. There is a respectful alienation, but there are more familiar thoughts that I think I have seen since I was a child.

In fact, there is no difference between Kudo Shinichi and Edogawa Conan to him. The long-term transformation has been baked into his soul, and even he himself can't tell which is true and which is false, or both. real?

Or maybe, it's just two different but similar roles, the mother's inheritance is enough to teach him to handle it freely, and the father's teaching can make his performance seamless, a wonderful performance that no one notices, and no applause is the best reward for him .

But if so, who is he now?who is it?or not who.Sometimes the single choice is the hardest proposition.

And he chose to surrender and resign himself to fate.But in fact, resignation to fate is the deepest despair.

there is only one truth?How can there be only one truth?The so-called growth is to smash and reshape those naive and self-righteous beliefs, even though those beliefs are more likely to be eternal truths.

This day he walked out of the house for the first time in a long time, wearing the clothes of the old style, walked into the place he was very familiar with and asked the same familiar person if he could find a stable police job, and the familiar person he thought looked at Wearing a more familiar outfit, he called him another name "Conan" that he was also quite familiar with, and then welcomed the second generation of saviors to join.It turns out that no matter how familiar things are, they can't hold back the time. When so much time flows with the water, even if the familiarity we think is close at hand, we will instinctively abandon the far and take the closer, and unconsciously bypass the truth. Therefore, when he The unintentional, small, extravagant hope of being "admitted" by others is no longer there, his smile is brighter and dazzling, and the brows gradually reveal an unprecedented aggressiveness and coldness.How powerful is time?

On the same day, the girls on the streets of Tokyo began to spread word of mouth, saying that the little follower of the former Maori detective, Togawa, had grown up, and he was dressed in a black suit, and his temperament and demeanor were close to the one from long ago.

That's right, but, in the end, who, who is it?Is it the Kudo Shinichi who still exists in name, but is actually defined as dead in gossip reports?Is it defined as death, or in fact, he is really gone?still there?The high school detective who has the innocence of a boy and the courage to go forward, the sun who was once chased by the world, the guy who brings them warmth, peace of mind and light?Now, are you still there?

Choosing the same style of clothes but avoiding the past colors, will the soul of the self with another name still remain?

The author has something to say: The distribution of chapters is actually entirely because the final timeline is incomprehensible, so I simply divided the most tangled time nodes into chapters. As for such straightforward and popular article and chapter names... == Uh, can a brain U at 2 or 3 in the morning expect to be awake?