unsaved world

"You don't want to die, do you?"

Although Orihara Rinya's voice was low and calm, the coldness in it made people shudder. When he said this, he had a smile on his face, but it also had a frightening sharpness. Obviously, he would not accept it. This happened.

Yukikawa Rin looked at Orihara Rinya, her eyes moved down first, and landed on Orihara Rinya's hand that touched her face, raised her eyebrows, she tilted her head to distance herself, and answered the wrong question:

"Nakura-san, it's rude to touch a girl's face without permission."

That was indeed a sentence that did not answer the question, and Orihara Rin could also hear that her implication was that he acted casually towards her.

In their relationship, it is necessary to maintain mutual courtesy, which not only means that the relationship between the two can never be close, but also means that they must respect each other, which is the so-called balance, a fixed balance between the two parties.

He withdrew his hand with a smile, leaned back with a leisurely look, and said in an aggrieved tone:

"I saw that Lin took the initiative to sneak into my arms, and thought that the relationship could be closer."

"So it's even."

Xue Chuanlin raised his eyebrows, reached out and patted his face, and glanced at Orihara Rinya's hand from the corner of his eye.

Orihara, whose hands trembled unknowingly, also smiled leisurely, meaning that if it wasn't for the fact that she had hugged her before, touching her hand just now would probably ruin it, isn't it? It's really scary.

However, even though his whole body hurts from Yukikawa Rin now, and his attitude is the same, he still smiles and talks enthusiastically to her.

"Then I want to thank Ah Lin for being merciful. After all, my hands are still very important. I was really anxious just now, but who told me to care about Ah Lin? If Ah Lin doesn't want to die, I won't be able to see Ah Lin. , I will be very distressed..."

"Will not."

Yukikawa Rin turned sideways, and when Orihara Rin was still a little confused, she raised her eyes again, her tea-brown pupils shone with a clear gleam, and she continued to speak with certainty.

"I don't want to die."

Seeing Yukikawa Rin's confident eyes, Orihara Rin also smiled in disbelief, and the corners of his eyes curled up in excitement.

"Since it's settled, Mr. Nakura, I'll go back first."

Yukikawa Rin's expression was still calm, as if the previous loss of control did not exist, he said goodbye to Orihara Rin and turned to leave.

Orihara Lin also lowered his body and smiled, and glanced at the leaving figure of the girl out of the corner of his eye, although he was still smiling, his eyes were cold.

She did answer the question he asked at the beginning, and she also answered with certainty. It stands to reason that there shouldn't be any doubts.

However, the appearance of that detective is really a dangerous and unstable factor. Whether it was the last time I used 148 to test, or this time Nomura Kanaru, Ah Lin's attitude towards him was too ambiguous, pushing him away but getting closer, making an assassin linger Was it really just because of his resemblance to that friend that he was around the always upright detective?

"really interesting."

He whispered, continuing to laugh.

Contradictions are the biggest characteristic of observing human emotions. If this person is the second person besides the dead friend who can make Lin, who is calm and self-sufficient, experience emotional fluctuations, he might as well contribute to the flames.

However, does that shrewd and wise detective know whether he is a substitute or himself?

In the middle of the night, everything is silent.

For the nth time, Kudo Shinichi got up irritably from the bed, walked to the kitchen and drank a glass of water, and then walked back to the room, he always felt buzzing in his ears, and he couldn't get rid of it by waving his hands.

After walking up the third staircase, he stopped. Under the sleepy eyelids, the azure blue pupils were terribly clear. After rubbing his messy hair, he finally sat on the stairs with his head on his hands.

It was five past two in the morning, at Kudo's residence, and Kudo Shinichi suffered from insomnia.

The reason for the insomnia is simple, Yukikawa Rin.

The events of the day, the past, and all the events related to Xue Chuan Rin are constantly replaying in his mind like a projector. Whether he closes his eyes or now, all memories are clear and terrifying.

It's not necessary at all, it's not necessary at all.

Rationality builds walls over and over again to stop the attacks of memories, but it is always easily knocked down or even defeated until the mind is completely occupied.

He was restless and restless, rubbing his hair and grasping his scalp tightly, his azure blue eyes struggled in embarrassment, and he gritted his teeth unwillingly.

Isn't the current state a bit too strange? He was only moved with compassion for Xue Chuan, and the two had no unnecessary contact. Even if it would develop like this, according to his previous dislike of her It's also reasonable in terms of thinking, so what's worth worrying about.

Is it because all my good intentions and worries were denied, and she even took it as a joke, so I am not reconciled?

Or was it because she was being ridiculed? Was it because she sarcastically said that sentence when she laughed, that she couldn't stand it, so she cared so much?

No matter which one it is, it should be that she is wrong. She shook off his hand, said that kind of ridicule, and looked at him with such a mocking expression. He obviously came to see her as soon as he solved the case. I was so worried about her, but she actually used such an excessive attitude, which was clearly an attitude to draw a clear line.

At that time, her expression was so cold, her voice was so alienated, her movements were so decisive, and she looked at him without a trace of emotion. It was obvious that she meant never to have any contact with herself.

What he said was just as she wished, and it happened that he didn't want to have any contact with such a liar who always ruined other people's sincerity and was covered in countless layers of disguise.

All this is obviously just right, although I am a little bit unwilling to be bored or something, but it is not a big deal, it should be fine after a while, anyway, it does not matter, this kind of thing will not happen in the future, just treat it as a stumble alright.

Nothing, should be nothing.

The trees outside the window were rustling, and the moonlight with blood deficiency fell in through the glass. The light fell on the boy's hair, and gradually sank into the depths.

He rested his hands on his knees, and lowered his head slowly. On the face covered by his arms, half of the face was intertwined with light and shadow, revealing a handsome young man's face. I said in my heart countless times that it was nothing, but my expression was always concerned and stubborn.

In the middle of the night, the boy blamed and murmured something in a low voice, and disappeared together with the moonlight that fell into the depths.

On the same night, Yukikawa Rin also suffered from insomnia.

She was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling calmly, counting the passing of the Nth sheep, the wind outside the window suddenly blew, and the order of counting sheep was also disrupted by this small movement.

wrong.

It will be disturbed, maybe because the mind is already restless, and it is not good to drift subconsciously just because of a little movement.

She closed her eyes lightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and spread her palms out. The deep nail marks were clearly visible in the moonlight, and she could still feel pain when trembling a little.

Is it because I have been immersed in these ordinary and beautiful lives for too long, that I can't even be vigilant and concentrate well?

That can't work.

Thinking of this, she clenched her palms again, and the pain from the nails digging into her palms hit sharply again, but these made her feel relaxed.

"Hello, Xue Chuan."

"Are you okay?"

At that time, the words that the boy said when he grabbed her arm suddenly entered her mind. She shook her clenched hand, and she unconsciously relaxed, a little wet and sticky slipped into her nails, which was scorching hot.

In the dark night, some sparse light fell into the room, her somewhat dazed eyes blinked lightly, her eyelashes fluttered gracefully, and the translucent light also fell into her eyes.

She has very beautiful tea-brown eyes, which seemed to envelop the Milky Way when they were clear, but seemed to be confused at this time, she raised her arms, palms spread out, and felt a little pain when she was pulling.

Light and shadow fell on her face through her fingers, she recalled the boy's expression at that time, frowning, calm eyes, looking worried.

At that time, when he said this, was he concerned about holding his injured hand tightly?

She pursed her lips tightly, and slowly turned her hand around. There were some scattered blood stains on the palm of her hand, and the faint blood flowed away, making her feel a little stuffy in breathing, and the hand in front of her was trembling uncontrollably.

The outstretched hand was suddenly clenched, but the trembling didn't ease at all. She covered it with the other hand and pressed it tightly, but just with this action, old memories were forced into her mind at this moment.

At that time, she picked up the sharp blade with this hand, and then used the other hand to help apply force, and stabbed hard into his heart.

The hot blood splashed out at the moment of piercing, the sticky smell of blood occupied the senses, and the whole world was a bright red.

That should be a great pain for a child, but at the moment she stabbed him with a sharp knife, he was still smiling at himself after spitting out blood.

He was facing her against the light, and before his body lost strength, he stretched out his bloody hand towards her, afraid that the blood would soak into her eyes and cover her vision lightly.

Yes, that would be just like what Kudo Shinichi did today.

Unable to tell where the pain came from, Xue Chuanlin gritted her teeth, and covered her eyes with her tightly clenched hands. Whether it was her hands or her eyes, it was her self-punishment.

It was just an ordinary night.

After the wind passed, it began to drizzle sparsely, tick-tocking on the window, covering the previous bright moon.

In Kudo's house, Kudo Shinichi went to wash his face again. In the night when he was trying to wake up, he lay back on the bed, and soon after he closed his eyes, he opened them again because of the sound of rain.

Turning his head to the side, he looked at the closed window, and there was no trace of rain.

But he made a stupid move, opened the closed window, the wind and rain drifted into the house, and it all fell on him. He lowered his eyes, and the cool and biting feeling really made people sober up.

But in the next second, he covered his forehead in frustration, gritted his teeth and whispered:

"Stop looking at me like that."

That sentence is the same as he said to himself before.

"Don't look at me so sadly, Yukikawa Rin."

In that ordinary but sleepless night, they were each other's thoughts.