Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Even the smooth hair on his head was messed up.

The silly wolf who acts like a spoiled child has a very good life.

In just ten minutes, Silly Wolf, who had been playing the picking up game with Yun Xianhe, replaced Conan as his playmate (? ).

Conan, who was left behind (?), wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

Just successfully divert attention.

I'm a little thirsty, go drink some water.

Morobushi Keimitsu and others in the kitchen were stunned when they saw Conan come in.

Zhu Fujing glanced at the living room subconsciously:

"Where's Xianhe?"

"Don't worry, Brother Luchuan, Brother Xianhe is playing with the bricks."

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who obviously saw what Yun Xianhe was doing, withdrew his gaze.

Xiaolan looked at Conan who was standing on tiptoe to pour water for her, and reached out to touch his head:

"Thank you for your hard work, Conan."

"It's not hard! Although this may be a little bad... but the amnesiac Xianhe brother is really, um... very obedient."

Hearing this comment, Kenji Hagiwara couldn't help but laugh out loud:

"Little guy, if Xiaoyun, who has recovered, hears what you said, he will definitely be teased."

"Hey - Brother Hagiwara, are you going to tell Brother Xianhe?"

"Hmm - I can't say for sure."

On the side, Keimitsu Morofushi looked at Kenji Hagiwara who was teasing the child with a smile on his face:

"Hagi, don't tease the child."

"Hahaha, sorry, sorry, it's just a little joke. Don't be scared, little one."

Conan, who was comforted, didn't take the other person's words seriously.

But he still pretended to be a child and generously forgave Kenji Hagiwara.

The kitchen was filled with joy.

However, in just a few minutes,

After playing in the living room for a while, Brick felt that there was not enough space and wanted to go to the garden to play with his owner as usual.

The silly wolf scratched the French window twice with his claws.

Yun Xianhe, who had briefly established a tacit understanding with the other party, understood what he meant and walked straight forward to open the door.

The cold winter wind mixed with fine snow mercilessly blew on the boy's face, causing a sudden pain in his temple.

The cold wind caused my exposed wrists to feel a fine, needle-like pain, and my knees also felt a little sore.

Yun Xianhe, who was standing by the window frame, frowned slightly, his eyes still following the brick that had sunk into the snow pile.

The stupid wolf that ran away completely liberated its nature, running and rolling around in the snow.

"Aoao!" (Master! Come and play!)

Yun Xianhe somehow understood that the other party was calling him and walked out.

The cashmere socks I wore this morning kept me warm from the cold of the outdoor floor, but they weren't slip-resistant enough.

Yun Xianhe took a step on the snow and felt his feet slip and he lost his balance.

The scene before my eyes descended from the distant sky to the rose vines on the courtyard wall, and finally landed on the snow with the footprints of plum blossoms.

boom

A person was lying on his side in the snow with half of his leg still on the floor of the porch, his expression still a little confused.

The splashing snowflakes fell all over my body.

Some accumulated snow seeped in through the lifted hem of his clothes, causing Yun Xianhe to shiver a little.

Not too painful, just a little cool.

The world suddenly became quiet.

In the distance, I could hear other people laughing and talking, but it was vague and not clear.

The rustling sound of falling snowflakes and the clickety of swaying tree branches mixed with the 'boom, boom, boom' sound of his heartbeat, as if pulling him into another dimension.

Yun Xianhe stared blankly at the snowflakes falling on the lenses of his glasses, his expression dazed for a moment.

It feels like this has happened before...

Is that the memory he lost?

My blank mind couldn't give an answer.

The snowflakes that fell on the skin were assimilated by the body temperature before they left any coldness, sliding across the cheeks and disappearing among the white hair.

For a moment, I thought it was tears.

Raindrops are straightforward cries, while snowflakes are hidden confessions.

The puppet that ignored the pain calmly sank into the forgotten time, muttering to itself:

"What is..."

What has he forgotten?

……Can not remember.

Yun Xianhe raised his hand in a daze and pressed it on his left chest.

Under the fingertips, every powerful beat of the heart is a hollow echo.

He seems to have lost something important...

"Woo woo——" (Are you okay?!)

Seeing his master lying in the snow, Banzhuan hurried over and nudged the other with his wet nose.

The additional heat source breaks the cold.

The divergent heterochromatic pupils focused again on the silly wolf whining in front of him.

Yun Xianhe came back to his senses and shook off the snow on his fingertips, rubbed his head with a brick, and said slowly:

"fine."

As he spoke, he sat up and looked around before finding the knot that had fallen to the side.

"Pick up the brick."

"Ouch!"

While the stupid wolf ran away, Yun Xianhe slowly stood up from the snow.

The warmth retention performance of plush clothing can be said to be very good, but it is very easy to clump when it gets wet with snow.

After taking pictures for a long time, Yun Xianhe found that the pieces of snow had frozen onto the fluff of his clothes. He paused and decisively gave up worrying about it.

The doubts just now were blown away by the wind with the intrusion of something else.

Yun Xianhe turned around and sat on the outer porch, looking at the bricks running around, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"So warm..."

Pure creatures are the warmest.

But the white mist coming out of the corners of his mouth and his lips that were frozen purple said otherwise.

When Conan finished drinking two sips of water and walked out of the kitchen, he found that the person who was in the living room just now was gone.

...Gone?!

The man looked panicked for a moment, but his heart suddenly dropped when he noticed the open French window and the person sitting on the porch.

Conan almost trotted towards Yun Xianhe:

"Brother Xianhe?! Why are you sitting here? You'll catch a cold!"

The person being questioned turned to look at him, and even had time to take out his hand to protect him, so that he would not slip and fall off the porch.

Conan, who almost fell, subconsciously grabbed Yun Xianhe's arm for leverage.

He couldn't help but flinch when his fingers touched the other's exposed back of the hand.

"It's so cold?! Let's go back!"

Hearing this, Yun Xianhe shook his head and pointed at the bricks rolling in the distance:

“I want to play with it.”

Conan slapped his forehead when he heard Yun Xianhe say this.

He sighed helplessly, dragged the person back to the house, and explained:

"It's okay to play inside."

Conan pursed his lips and suggested:

"Even if Brother Xianhe wants to go out and play, he has to wear a coat or something. Otherwise, his cold will get worse, and then he won't be able to go out and play. Brother Xianhe, why aren't you wearing shoes?!"

Yun Xianhe followed the other person's gaze and looked at his own feet.

The originally white cashmere socks looked a bit horrible at the moment because they melted and then froze after stepping on the snow.

Why not wear shoes?

By the way, you need to wear shoes when going out.

But why does intuition tell us that he can go without shoes?

Yun Xianhe, who couldn't remember the reason, was stunned again. He didn't resist and was half-dragged and half-pulled back to the living room by Conan.

Banzhuan, who had just finished fighting with the knot (?), looked up and found that Yun Xianhe was gone.

The stupid wolf looked around without seeing anyone.

What about its big owner?