you redeemed me

When Kudo Shinichi woke up, it was dusk, and the dark red afterglow of the sunset exuded a blurred color, like a graceful and colorful cocktail, scattered all over the sky.

The curtains were half closed, and sparsely fell on the face of the man who was sleepy and woke up on the bed. His eyelashes trembled slightly. After a moment of recovery, he opened them suddenly. The soft light made him feel a tingling sensation of discomfort. He instinctively closed his eyes and groped. Sitting up with support, the man who just woke up still couldn't tell what the situation was, reality or another dream, his head was a little swollen, painful and drowsy, he frowned and rubbed his temples, and finally opened his eyes a little to look at this The room, the dim yellow light that went out, was dusk, and everything else was shrouded in a layer of grayness.

Vaguely...familiar.

He was startled when he touched the soft quilt, and then belatedly remembered, this is not the place where he was supposed to stay, who saved him?

He pulled up the corner of the quilt and sniffed lightly. The scent of roses and the faint smell of Chinese medicine should not be unfamiliar to him!

What Belmod said was true, at least his mind was not broken, he could clearly recall that this was the smell he had smelled on Huiyuan, and only her smell could be recognized by him.

This is a kind of strange and almost weird tacit understanding, as if they are supposed to be one person, and knowing each other is destined.

However, he clearly knew that their first meeting was just a coincidence.

He also remembered that this is the doctor's house, and this is her room, but it has become Miyano Shiho's room.

He never thought that in the end, after going around in circles, he would still be saved by her.

Staying in that dark space, filled with suffocating atmosphere and boundless hallucinations, he went from sinking to sinking, desperately trying to escape from the beginning, and left only one thought at the end, just waiting for death.

It was almost impossible to hope that someone would find him and bring him home.

Because he stopped using it for several hours, the craving for medicine appeared, which has made him clearly understand that his body is slowly out of his control, and he is extremely tired and weak, mentally depressed, tired, sleepy, lethargic, or restless, with careful movements, slow movements, and rigid movements And so on is the disease of drug addiction.

How could he not be clear, at that moment, he smiled, lamenting that Belmode chose a good method to torture him, enough to destroy all his self-confidence and the willpower that he thought was indestructible.

The wound on his foot had been treated, but Bellmore had used some kind of medicine to make it unable to heal. The sharp pain stimulated his fainting consciousness every moment and stimulated his desire to give up.

He can't die, and Belmode won't let him die. He knows that this woman's goal has never been him, and now she is only here for Huiyuan, and he has become a scapegoat inexplicably.

Of course, the person who wants to die himself is not only Belmode, but also someone, Gin, this man who wants to die insists on him not dying.

How sad and regretful the person who knows that he has been calculated and can't resist, he vaguely understands, because he is empathizing with him.

In the boundless darkness, only Belmode's cold needle had a strange temperature, which was the only false light he yearned for at that time.

Illusions are the best consolation and luxury of the self-exiled man.

However, his hallucinations have boundaries and boundaries.

He didn't know the time, because it was always dark, but Lan appeared less and less often, and when she appeared, she turned and left more and more.So much so that he couldn't tell whether it was real or fake.

Perhaps he is sadder than those who enjoy hallucinations, because he captures the warmth of hallucinations as a dreamer, rather than feeling the heaven he imagined as a dreamer.

He was soberly aware of his nightmare, but was gradually bewildered by panic, became unconscious and frightened.

And at that time, when he felt that he was going to die in the hallucination, it seemed that a pair of cold hands stretched out from nothingness, and slowly touched his face. From his forehead down, a pair of frosty hands were as cold as A rain in the winter night made him inexplicably feel at ease like never before.

After Lan left, these hands appeared, always, always like this...

At the beginning, he couldn't see the appearance of the owner of these hands, but gradually, there was a silhouette, tea hair, white clothes, all fluttering slightly, as empty as an autumn wind.

I don't know which year the cherry blossoms bloomed. She stood under the cherry blossom tree, leaning on the tree with one hand, looking up at the falling petals. The falling cherry blossoms seemed to be attracting the woman's eyes. As the petals fluttered, he never saw her eyes clearly, nor did he know where those eyes fell...

It's just that at that time, he would have a burst of palpitations, and then wake up, panting heavily, as if a drowning person has come into contact with the air that he can breathe freely.

Suddenly, he grabbed the quilt tightly with one hand, and twisted the collar around his chest with the other hand, panting violently, as if he had difficulty breathing, and his whole body gradually became hot and humid, not just sweat or hallucinations.

Just when he felt that he was about to die like this, the hand on his chest was covered with a cold palm, and there was a tingling pain in the palm. That hand actually pierced his palm with a needle, and then covered it with an iced towel, Press it down, but the other hand is gently stroking his back, following his breath.

He gritted his teeth and raised his head, Miyano Shiho was completely focused on his two hands, without looking at him at all.

"How did you find me?" How could she find a place that no one could find for so long, something exploded in his mind, and he stared at her: "Bermod told you." Not a question , is completely certain, Belmode's obsession lies with her, how could he not inform her about him, she expected Huiyuan to leave him alone, "Did she ask you anything, or threatened you?" Already?" His tone was a little anxious, but Miyano Shiho still had no intention of answering, with a piercing composure, almost deceptive indifference.

Kudo Shinichi hates her so much that she is always calm when she shouldn't be calm, as if there is no danger, and always gives people the illusion of calm, but the fact is that things have already turned upside down and dark waves are turbulent.

"Please speak!"

She finally removed the towel, looked at him from top to bottom to make sure he had recovered, then tore off a band-aid to cover the scar on his palm, and then closed his open pajamas under Kudo Shinichi's twitching eyes.

Only then finally raised his eyes slowly, looked at him lightly, and let out a casual "hmm".

After saying that, he turned around and left, Kudo stretched out his hand to hold her, staring at her with a frown.

I have to say that he is already in this state, but his strength is still not small. She twisted her wrist tentatively and twitched again, but she couldn't get rid of it. She sighed, "She has no demands, the only threat is you, what she meant It's me who has to—get you right. She's provoking, isn't she?" She paused, then continued: "I'm implicating you again, sorry. I'll help you!"

Looking up, Kudo Shinichi's eyes were complicated, secretly, and he didn't know what he was thinking. She thought he should let him go, but she couldn't get involved. She pursed her lips in puzzlement, "What else do you want?" ?”

He lowered his head and said in a low voice: "It's not your fault. It's not a day or two since GIN wanted my life. Belmode will definitely not refuse his last... last wish."

"You can take it easy." She sneered coldly.

"People who are about to die should always think about it, otherwise it will be more painful." He smiled half-smile.

Miyano Shiho was taken aback for a moment, and then promised in a low voice: "I won't let you die."

Seeing her solemn appearance, Kudo Shin really smiled: "You want to protect me?"

She glanced at him and gave him an idiotic expression: "Didn't you tell me...don't run away? Didn't you tell me not to run away from my own destiny...and you said you would protect me, right?... ...Then who will protect me when you die, bodyguard Kudo."

Kudo made a somewhat disturbed tone for her, but knew what she wanted to say. He let go of her hand, but saw her throwing her wrist, then rubbing her palm, a pair of people who were about to be beaten. Look, can't help laughing.

Miyano Shiho gave him a disdainful look, "Hey, be normal."

He gradually stopped smiling, turned into a helpless look, quite lonely, he leaned against the wall, fixed his eyes on the faint traces of afterglow on the ground, and said, "Huiyuan, if I never recover, Lan...will you leave me?"

Miyano quickly turned his gaze away, turned sideways to him, expressionless, "Kudou, you have changed."

"Oh?"

"You have become inferior." Kudo was shocked, but did not reply.

"You wouldn't be like this before, at least you never doubted Xiaolan, she loves you, because when you were Conan Edogawa, you heard and verified her love for you over and over again, all the time, It won’t change. If that’s the case, what are you afraid of? No matter...what you become, you are Kudo Shinichi, and no one can deny your existence. And...your family and the people you care about are also I won't betray you because of this matter, so - you don't need to ask this question, if you really want to know, ask her yourself." She turned to face his profile, her face was a little pale, but still calm: "Don't Ask me, I'm not her!"

"What about you? You won't...run away from me?" The voice was deep and cool, like the sound of autumn leaves falling, with a vague hope.

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Come on, back to school tomorrow, there will be all kinds of bombing, I don't know if there will be more woo woo woo...