you redeemed me

Zhibao looked at the empty palms, and smiled casually, like a sarcasm transmitted through space and time, she leaned back on the sofa as if she had let go of her heart, and asked slowly, "Then why are you drinking?" He looked disdainful.

Koizumi Hongzi swallowed the last sip of wine, licked the line of her lips enchantingly, and then smiled, that kind of smile was like a child about to take out her treasured toy.

She embraced Shiho's shoulder boldly, leaning closer to her, exhaling the burning smell of alcohol.

"I~~~ I'm aboveboard! Put Kuroba Kaito to sleep!" Her silver-bell-like laughter resounded in the room, and Miyano's hand lost its strength, and she stared blankly at him. Holding the cup within reach, she was dazed for a moment, Koizumi Hongzi's charming and gorgeous voice gradually faded away, but she hadn't recovered from the words "upright and aboveboard".

Hongzi asked almost half-sarcastically: "Miyano Shiho, do you dare? It's fair and aboveboard." A sharp breath oozes from Mingyan's face.

Suddenly, Miyano Shiho raised his face and smiled calmly: "I dare not! Hongzi.

I don't dare because I have the only thing I can't lose now, you said it was my capital,

But in fact, he is the only bargaining chip in my life! "

Hongzi's smile became colder, she twirled the two locks of red hair hanging down her cheeks, bewitching someone's heart, "Miyano Shiho, do you still remember what Haibara Ai looked like?" She suddenly He opened his mouth, but said something that he didn't know what he meant.

Miyano Shiho turned his head to ignore her, as if he really wanted to escape.

Koizumi Hongzi brushed past her with hatred, "I just wanted to tell you, whether you listen or not. The former Haibara Ai, she was indifferent, she was calm, she had elusive thoughts, and she also had thoughts. She is obsessed with kindness, does not do things that are not sure, does not believe in things that are uncertain, she loves to play tricks, the person who likes to play tricks is Kudo Shinichi the most, and the person who is most worried is Dr. Ali, she has a sense of superiority like a queen , but she cherishes the friendship with those children. She always wants to protect the people she cares about at all costs. She is afraid of death and always seeks death. Maybe she always wants to die. Do you remember, that person is you. But, what do you look like now, you put yourself in such a mess for a man, I really don't want to know you. Also, don't always use that kid as a shield, you really think so in your heart! "

"But where do I have so much time to think about those things, I'm no longer qualified, don't you know!" She turned her head suddenly, her eyes were a little cruel and angry.It seems that the secret was exposed openly and he was ashamed, and wanted to show off his aura to maintain his dignity.

Koizumi Hongzi closed her eyes and slammed her wine glass: "You can do it. If that's the case, then do you want to live the life of that kid after that? Without a mother or a father, what do you want him to do!".

"You!" But there was no more text, she stared blankly at Hongzi's eyes, with red waves shining, a trace of unconcealable distress.She raised her head and closed her eyes, as if she had been exhausted.

"Kudo Shinichi and Miyano Shiho are just passers-by who are smarter than her. It is not necessary. She can make a decision to give up without hesitation, or she never wants to fight. Mao Lilan will always be Haibara's sister, always ...

No younger sister would compete with her elder sister for a man, even if she is Miyano now..."

Hongzi came to her senses, and seemed to feel that the behavior just now was a bit extreme. She sighed, knelt down, picked up the fragments carefully, and asked softly, "Why didn't you escape from Kudou's world like four years ago?"

She said: "I actually hate it, just like I refused to participate in the witness protection program. By changing my address or my name, maybe I can really be safer, but then it becomes the same thing over and over again, living in fear. If it is discovered everywhere, it will become another person again, and the cycle will continue forever."

"So, if Kudo Shinichi falls in love with you, will you refuse?"

Miyano's face was obscured in the shadow of the backlight, and it seemed that the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and instantly melted into the white light...

When Hongzi thought that Miyano Shiho refused to answer this question, she smiled and sighed: "No way, who made me a shark afraid of dolphins!"

In the entanglement of time, the gorgeous carvings have been eroded inch by inch, leaving a pale vanity, blurring into a nearly dark void.

Miyano Shiho sat in the dark, silent for many years, complaining about his increasingly helpless life in the ordinary fleeting years, until today, returning to his hometown.

She is of Japanese blood, knows Japanese people, and has Japanese roots. Therefore, when she set foot on Japanese land again, she did not feel strange, even though the old scenery is no longer, the old people She is a rare person, and she also feels that she should have existed under this sky.

Although, she doesn't really want to return.

When the memory came back, it was Koizumi Hongzi's ashen face, she said: "Shiho, Kudo Shinichi has returned to China, and took my son, no, your son too!"

At that moment, she was surprisingly calm, suppressing the strong urge to rush out the door to stop Kudo and snatch her son back, turned around in Koizumi Hongzi's suddenly changing expression of secret joy, packed her luggage, and followed on to the nearest plane to Japan. flight.

After getting off the plane, there were no relatives in the huge airport, and the only feeling was that she was always alone, walking alone.

Trying to ignore the afterimages of living here as Hui Yuan Ai, like the pain that I have never told anyone in these years, the pain that tormented her physically and mentally when she dreamed back at midnight.

The doctor went to England 2 years ago, but mentioned in a letter to her that the house had not been sold and had been transferred to Miyano Shiho.

The doctor told her: You will always come back, remember to go home when the time comes!

Those distant memories that seem to have passed away gradually emerged. She stood outside the iron gate, letting the cool wind sway her long scarf, mess her forehead and temples, and sting her naked face. A memory that belongs to mourning that has been treasured for many years.

Misty, setting sun, colorful clouds.

The afterglow of the setting sun is everywhere in the house that has been simply tidied up. The familiar scene in the orange-red halo seems to force Miyano to tears. An old atmosphere brews in the room and blends into the dusk. A sense of vicissitudes.

It's too cold for her to live alone in such a big house.

Still have to go back as soon as possible!She planned so decadently.

The clear doorbell rang suddenly, and the hand that was putting the chopsticks trembled inadvertently. I just arrived this morning, so how can there be visitors in the empty room that has not been occupied for a long time.

Then I thought, the neighbor next door noticed the lights in the house and came to say hello.

The hem of the khaki coat was exposed through the opening of the door, and the light in the room gradually reflected the face of the person outside the door. He was handsome and handsome, with a smile on his face. He was surprised at his sudden visit, but he felt a little relieved at his brows. It was okay.

I don't know why I breathed a sigh of relief, but in the end my heart felt a little more at ease, perhaps because of the stability and peace of mind after meeting and acquaintance in this hometown where there is no familiar scenery.

"Why did you come to Japan suddenly?" She took the coat he took off casually, hung it on the hanger behind the door as naturally as a virtuous wife welcomes her husband home, then gently closed the door, and followed him into the room. living room.

"Don't worry about you, the building suddenly empties without even saying hello, it's useless for me to be neighbors with you for many years!" He complained miserably, pitifully.

"Teacher Baima, didn't I beg you to live next door to me? What do you want to do by my side? I don't have any sugar for you!" He took out an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen and set them up, leaving him alone.

"Hey, Ms. Miyano, is it appropriate to say such words to a man who has had a crush on you for so many years? I am very sad." He stroked his forehead and sat down.

"Go away if you don't eat!"

"Don't, don't." Detective Baima hurriedly surrendered and confessed leniently:

"I'm really not chasing you this time. My lord mother called me urgently, so I dare not refuse." He wolfed down his meal, looking like a starving ghost who hadn't eaten in several lifetimes. The child had the urge to throw it out, but he lost his appetite, and only looked at the vegetables and rice.

"Why did your mother come to Japan?" She asked leisurely.

The man who was desperately trying to pick up the rice a moment ago suddenly stopped swallowing, paused, and replied with some hesitation: "It's nothing, it's nothing, it's just a whim... By the way, did you pick up that kid? Let's go back together! "

He started cooking again, Miyano raised his eyelids lightly, and noticed the bruises under his eyes, and some fine stubbles of beard that hadn't been shaved off. He couldn't help but be amazed at his carelessness, how could he not notice some things she still hadn't seen? Unknown things are happening.

She put down the bowl, went to the kitchen, poured a glass of brown sugar water and returned to the table, and swallowed a pile of colorful tablets and capsules in front of Bai Matan, with a calm expression, as if the pile of medicines for delivery were just An exquisite dessert.

Holding the body of the cup in his right hand, rubbing the rim of the cup with the tip of his thumb, he suddenly heard a calm and somewhat cold voice cut the air, "My mother received a wedding invitation from Kudo Shinichi."

It seemed that there was a heart-rending sound of fingernails scratching the glass. She lowered her head and remained calm, as if there was only the wind just now: "When?"

"A month later."

"Oh, then—I shouldn't have to participate." She got up and left her seat, her voice was thick and weak, as if she was talking to herself: "I don't have the identity to witness his marriage."

Before reaching the stairs, he heard his breathless voice, slightly anxious: "You can go, as my——my...family."

"Family?" She chuckled, smiling calmly: "Baima, no, my only family is my son, and we are just classmates and neighbors."

Such a gentle and friendly but alienated veto.

He suddenly lost the strength to argue, when he saw only the lights reflected in her eyes, without him.

It really hurts, Miyano Shiho.

Unconsciously, he grabbed her and held her tightly in his arms, refusing to let go, never wanting to let go.

"After all, it's not you who hurt, but I really hurt. My heart is beating at the speed of light, did you hear that?" His deep and hoarse voice was no less than the magic sound piercing her ears, trembling, She frowned.

She could have resisted, but she didn't.One is because it is useless to resist, he is a man after all, but because there is no need to resist, this man is her apology that she cannot give up.

"White horse..." There was a weak softness in her voice. "sorry."

He suddenly yelled roughly, like a child venting his anger: "Why not me, why can't you fall in love with me, obviously the person you met first was me."

Miyano Shiho bit his shoulder, the crazy man felt a pain in his shoulder, and finally came to his senses, he still didn't let her go, pressing her tightly.

"He is my Edogawa Conan, and you are my Sherlock Holmes!" She uttered these words leisurely, her clear female voice has the magic power of soothing people's hearts, but Baima Tan was severely whipped in the heart by her words. +

"How can you do this, how can you..."

"White Horse, he was the one who accompanied me in those years. I am glad that he accompanied me in despair in those years. Once I find what I lack in the dark, I will never give up, even if it is not mine. I will also watch from afar."

Leaning alone in a deserted room, Baima Tan helplessly looked up at the mottled ceiling that had been in disrepair.The "tick" sound of the wall clock in the hall is transmitted slowly to the eardrum, mocking the lonely person from the loneliness.

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