Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

The two toothpick-like short legs jumped back and forth on the tree trunk, tentatively trying to get closer, but retreated after a while.

It was observing the strange human in front of it.

There was an inexplicable affinity emanating from the other party, making it feel as if it had met a fellow human being.

But obviously, the other party is not.

very strange.

"Chirp!" (Are you a bird too?)

As if thinking Yun Xianhe didn't understand what it meant, the bird called twice again.

Yun Xianhe, who was standing by the window, shook his still dizzy head.

Didn't understand.

The bird looked at Yun Xianhe for a few more glances, then turned around, flapped its wings and dived into the tree canopy.

Just when Yun Xianhe thought the other party had left, the bird holding something flew back.

A bunch of small green and red fruits were held in the other party's beak.

At first glance, the whole bunch of fruit seemed to be half as big as it.

I don't know how it picked it up.

The bird that came back with the delicious food tilted its head to look at Yun Xianhe, put the fruit on the branch at its feet, and jumped twice on the spot.

"Chirp! Chirp!" (Please eat my favorite fruit, and then we will be friends!)

"Ok?"

Yun Xianhe looked at the bird in confusion.

The latter pushed the small bunch of fruits forward with its brown-black beak and nodded repeatedly, motioning Yun Xianhe to come over and eat, and don't be polite!

His empty head couldn't come up with a solution, but Yun Xianhe felt that he should understand what the other party meant.

It wanted itself to accept the bunch of fruit.

Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe's body reacted subconsciously.

The blood-stained hand stretched out towards the bird on the branch, and he leaned towards the window, trying to catch the other person's gift.

However, there is still some distance between this section of the tree trunk and the window.

It was obviously not enough for Yun Xianhe to reach the bunch of fruits, nor could he catch the bird seamlessly.

The heterochromatic pupil saw the blood on his hand out of the corner of his eye.

Yun Xianhe silently retracted his outstretched hand.

He glanced at the bird in the distance that was still waiting for him to catch it, and simply turned over and sat astride the window frame.

The dirty hand clasped the window edge tightly, while the other clean hand stretched out hard to catch the bird.

The wind blew up the white curtains behind the boy, as if they were opening wings for him.

The little bird tilted its head when it found that its companion seemed like it could not fly.

Umm, poor fellow.

Thinking of this, the bird simply picked up the fruit, flapped its wings and flew over, landing on Yun Xianhe's white palm.

The light, soft and furry texture made Yun Xianhe pause.

He carefully clenched his fingers, slowly pulled his arm back, and placed his palm in front of his eyes.

It was obvious that the little bird liked the scent of Yun Xianhe.

After contact, he directly regarded the other party as his own kind and very boldly nestled in the other party's hands.

It also put down the string of green and red fruits and pushed it towards Yun Xianhe again.

Yun Xianhe did not accept it directly.

He carefully looked at the fragile little life in the palm of his hand - it had a white fluffy base and dark blue feathers on its back, with a faint gem-like clear color flowing in the sunlight.

very beautiful.

I feel like I've seen this color somewhere before.

Have I seen this little bird before?

"Chiu Chiu!" (Don't you want to eat?)

The crisp bird song awakened Yun Xianhe's scattered thoughts.

He reached out and picked up the small bunch of fruit and looked at it from left to right.

I don’t know what kind of fruit it is, but since birds can eat it, it means it’s not poisonous.

No poison = edible

Thinking of this, a certain skilled and courageous amnesiac hero stuffed the fruit directly into his mouth and chewed it with an expressionless face.

A little sour.

The fruits at this time of year are obviously not fully ripe yet, and they are sweet and sour, just right for the birds.

For Yun Xianhe, who had been hungry for a day, it was a catalyst for stomach pain.

The bird was happy when it saw Yun Xianhe eating the fruits it brought.

Made friends!

Yun Xianhe, who knows how to reciprocate, would naturally not let the bird go back empty-handed.

He looked around and finally fixed his eyes on the bag of apples on the bedside table.

The man who still held the stalk of fruit in his mouth spoke:

"wait,"

Click,

Before he could finish his sentence, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Yun Xianhe heard a strong inhalation sound.

Before he could turn around, he heard very fast footsteps from behind, and then someone grabbed his arm.

The intrusion of a third party startled the bird.

Yun Xianhe, with half of his leg still hanging on the window frame, was very confused.

He tilted his head to look at Kenji Hagiwara who was grabbing his arm and dragging him to the bed. The tree stalk in his mouth fell on his collar.

The other party used a lot of force.

It feels a bit painful...

Kenji Hagiwara, who had forcibly rescued the man from the window frame, felt his heart still pounding.

He half dragged and half carried Yun Xianhe back to the bed.

Just as I was about to say a few words, I met a pair of heterochromatic eyes that were full of confusion.

The hero who looked like a good kid sitting on the bed asked:

"Hagiwara, what are you doing?"

"..."

Perhaps the doubt in his tone was too obvious, which made Hagiwara Kenji silent for a moment.

What... He also wanted to ask what the person in front of him was doing!

Even if you have lost your memory, you should know that sitting on the window frame is very dangerous!

This is the fourth floor!

What if I fall?!

At that moment just now, he even thought that Yun Xianhe was too shocked yesterday afternoon and was unable to think straight for a while.

But after meeting that pair of clear heterochromatic eyes, Kenji Hagiwara couldn't utter a word of reprimand.

Even the groundless worry was mostly dispelled.

Because obviously,

The man in front of him didn't have that thought.

And he didn't feel that his behavior just now was dangerous at all.

Hagi, who had a headache, pinched his brows.

I worried for a long time, but in the end I just laughed myself out of anger.

He sighed as if in compromise, and said slowly:

"Nothing, Xianhe, don't sit by the window next time. It's very dangerous."

Danger?

Yun Xianhe glanced at the window and belatedly realized that if a human fell from such a height, he would be seriously injured.

It may even result in death.

But subconsciously, Yun Xianhe didn't think he would fall.

To put it another way, even if he fell, he didn't think he would get hurt.

…Why?

Yun Xianhe, who was confused, did not think about the origin of this confidence.

Instead, he planned to tell Hagiwara Kenji that he would not get hurt.

But before he could open his mouth, Hagiwara Kenji pulled his left hand away, then took a few tissues from the side and pressed them on the back of his hand:

"Why is there so much blood?!"

The drip that was unplugged on the side was still flowing silently.

In just a short while, the slippers under the bed were soaked.

At this moment, Kenji Hagiwara, who remembered watching someone getting an IV drip, looked up at the half bag of medicine hanging there, which was still left, and then looked down at Yun Xianhe.

"Xiaoyun?"

The person being stared at did not show any guilty reaction.

He pointed with his free hand at the hand held by Hagiwara Kenji and said sincerely:

"uncomfortable."

"..."

OK, that makes sense.