Untitled Conan II

My heart slowly returned to temperature, I raised the corners of my mouth slightly, and smiled at him comfortingly.

He was led into the house, the living room was bright, and the overall decoration was exquisite and grand, but at this moment, for some reason, it made people feel that it lacked a bit of popularity.

"Xiaoyou, this is the bathroom. I have prepared my change of clothes and pajamas in it. They are new. Go in first. Auntie is going to clean up the room."

"Uh, oh. Thanks Auntie."

Unable to react, I was pushed into the bathroom, facing the steaming bath water that was already full in the bathtub, I felt a little uncomfortable.

...Even though it was only the second time we met, Mrs. Yukimura's attitude towards me—was she a bit too warm?

and……

Frowning, I recalled the scene just now with uncertainty.

It was as if she only saw me, she didn't notice Yukimura Seiichi and Conan at all.

how so……

I raised my head inadvertently, and was facing the mirror on the bathroom vanity table. In the mirror was the face that had followed me for 12 years.

The color of my hair has been changed back to purple by me. Looking at it this way, Yukimura Seiichi and I seem to be more similar. People who don't know it may really regard us as brothers and sisters.

Wouldn't she... treat me as the daughter she strangled to death with her own hands?

I guessed with uncertainty, but couldn't help shivering.

Trying my best to ignore the awkwardness in my heart, I took a quick shower, put on the brand new pajamas in the basket next to me, and faced the mirror, I saw that fluffy, pink and pink clothes, I endured and endured, and then I stopped With the corners of his mouth twitching, he plucked up the courage and walked out of the bathroom.

Walking along the corridor back to the living room, I saw Yukimura Seiichi sitting on the sofa holding a cup in a daze, and next to him, Conan was sitting cross-legged on the single sofa with a pillow in the shape of a fluffy rabbit. Yawning while watching TV, there were two other cups on the coffee table, steaming hotly, and there was a faint fragrance of milk.

Probably hearing my weak footsteps, the two turned their heads to look at me at the same time, and then the same smile flowed in the two pairs of eyes of different colors.

Pulling the pink pompom hanging from the collar, I pouted and walked to the other side of the sofa and sat down, "Brother Jingshi, where is Auntie?"

"Mother is making the bed in the guest room," Yukimura curled up his lips, looked at me with a smile on his face, then pursed his lips, as if trying not to laugh, and still calmly commented, "This body Clothes... suit you very well...cough-"

Glancing at Yukimura, who was pretending to be coughing, I gritted my teeth, but still held back, hung my head and twirled the thread of the pompom with my fingers, and asked suspiciously, "When did Auntie prepare this dress, obviously we are alone Didn't you decide to stay here for the night an hour ago?"

"Ah, that," Yukimura raised his eyebrows on one side, lowered his head and took a sip of the milk in the cup, and then explained in a flat tone, "Mother often buys some girls' clothes, jewelry or supplies, probably , I miss her..."

The eyelashes trembled, this she—referring to Yukimura's younger sister who died young...

"Auntie is really careful. She even prepared such a cute pillow. If I were her, I would definitely like it!" I said in a brisk tone, trying my best to break the suffocating atmosphere.

However, Yukimura only glanced at the pillow that Conan was hugging, and his eyes fell on me again, and he smiled, "This pillow should be specially prepared for you by mother. I haven't seen it before. "

My heart skipped a beat, and I was suddenly at a loss.

"But—" the childish voice with a long tone sounded, Conan propped his hand on the pillow and dragged his chin, and tilted his head to look at Yukimura, "Why does Aunt Yukimura know that sister Xiaoyou likes this?"

"Probably—general girls like it?" Yukimura guessed half-truthfully.

"Then why didn't it before? It's strange..." Conan pouted with a naive expression on his face.

"That's right." Yukimura laughed, his eyes fell on Conan, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"By the way, since there is only one guest room, Conan will sleep in my room at night?"

"Eh?" Hearing this, Conan was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, propped his hands on the sofa and jumped to the ground, then ran to me and grabbed my sleeve and said, "I want to sleep with Sister Xiaoyou..."

"But, Conan is a boy, right? How can he sleep with a girl?" Yukimura smiled kindly with his eyebrows bent.

"Can't boys and girls sleep together?" Pouted his mouth, Conan's expression was completely that of a child who hasn't grown up.

"That's right, unless it's a couple, otherwise it won't work~" Yukimura nodded.

I watched the conversation between the two in front of me speechlessly. I felt like I was watching a teacher teaching children in a kindergarten. What was it all about—

"Oh, it doesn't matter that way!" Conan suddenly squinted his eyes and laughed, his childish smile with crooked eyebrows and eyes was so cute that people wanted to reach out and pinch him. He looked very serious and said to Yukimura, "Wait until When I grow up, I will be husband and wife with Sister Xiaoyou!"

"Puff—cough, cough, cough..."

Just as I picked up the cup to drink, I covered my mouth and almost spit out the milk in my mouth. After coughing again and again, my face was flushed, and I couldn't tell whether it was coughing or embarrassment.

I endured and endured, and finally calmed down a little. I angrily raised my head and was about to stare at the guy who said nothing.

"Xiao You? Why are you coughing?" Aunt Yukimura's gentle and worried voice came from behind.

Shocked, I suddenly jumped up from the sofa and turned around, shaking my head again and again.

"Why is your face blushing, don't you have a fever? That's bad." Worrying to herself, she walked up quickly, pulled me by with one hand, and leaned over to put her forehead on mine.

I opened my eyes wide and looked at the eyes of the same color as mine at close range, and I was a little dazed for a moment...

In those eyes, there is the tenderness, delicacy and tolerance that I am familiar with, whether it is the previous life or the present life, shared by all the women I call "mother".

And the color of those eyes made me feel kind and warm.

Mother……

Oddly enough, I almost cried out.I bit my lower lip in time to stop myself from going into a trance with the pain, and took a step back stiffly.

"Well, Aunt Yukimura, I'm fine." My eyes drooped, I explained in a low voice, "I just choked on drinking water."

"Oh, that's good." Her voice was still gentle, with a slight sense of comfort that seemed to be relieved.

"I've got the room ready, let's go to bed!" She said with a smile on her face, "You're tired after a day of fighting with the boys like Seiichi and Genichiro?"

"Well, I'll go right away." Nodding, I dragged my feet and moved out slowly, and her voice caring for Conan came from behind me.

"Conan, it's your turn to take a shower next. Brother Jingshi still has clothes left from his childhood. I found a set for you. Let's just make it right?"

"Okay, thank you Aunt Yukimura!"

"After taking a shower, Conan, why don't you go to Brother Jingshi's room to sleep? Auntie will find a quilt again."

"Uh, Auntie, I'm going to sleep with Sister Xiaoyou!"

"No way, doesn't your little sister already have a boyfriend? Let the big brother know, he will be angry~"

"..."

I walked into the guest room with my mouth covered, and I laughed out loud.

Hmph, let you talk nonsense!Are you speechless now?

The smile was still on my face, and the door behind me was suddenly opened by someone. I was taken aback, and when I looked up, I saw a young man wearing glasses holding a rabbit pillow in his hands, with a half-smile expression on his face.

"... Cough, Conan? Didn't you go to take a shower?" I asked, blinking.

"Well," he nodded and walked over, "but I forgot to return the rabbit to Sister Xiaoyou!"

Saying that, he stuffed the pillow into my hands, put his hands behind his back, raised his face and smiled innocently.

Seeing the innocence on his face, for some reason I felt a numb scalp.

Fortunately, after staring at me for half a minute, he turned around and said he was going to take a shower.

In the middle of the night, I tossed and turned on the bed because of some messy thoughts in my heart and the unexplained attack of bed recognition.

He held the rabbit pillow in his arms, but the smell on the pillow was very strange.

I sat up and put it next to the pillow beside me. I simply hugged the quilt and shrank to the foot of the bed, dazed.

At this moment, I was suddenly shocked, and turned my gaze to the door of the room in surprise.

Outside the door, there were deliberately light footsteps approaching little by little.

Then, at the door of the room, he stopped.The sound of the doorknob being twisted was very clear in the silent night.

Yukimura's Night ([-])

The sound of footsteps is not familiar to me, so it is impossible for Shinichi to sneak into my room...

His gait is not as vigorous and steady as that of a teenager who has been engaged in sports all the year round - besides, Yukimura Seichi is not the kind of person who would do such a rude thing as sneaking into a girl's bedroom in the middle of the night (cough, I didn't say, Shinichi would do this People who do this kind of thing... Absolutely no insinuation, trust me!)...

In the stillness of the night, the sound of footsteps falling on the wooden floor is very clear, like the subtle frequency of traditional Japanese women's steps, and the sound of light footsteps that can even be regarded as vain——

Here, there is only one person!

With the twist of the doorknob, the unlocked door was slowly pushed open without making a sound.

However, when the gap in the door gradually changed from narrow to wide,