Conan World: Break Free from Fate and Run to You

Eh?

Bai Zhi was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned around and walked quietly in front, bringing Mao Lilan to the roadside.

Just then a taxi stopped, and the timing was coincidental, as if it was waiting for the arrival of Mouri Ran and the others. Mouri Ran didn't have time to think about it. Of course, Kogoro Mouri, who was so drunk, should be thankful that there was a car.

The driver was a pretty nice guy. He helped Mouri Ran put Mouri Kogoro in the back seat and didn't complain the whole time. However, when Mouri Ran was apologizing, he always felt that this uncle was a little strange, as if he was distracted.

"Oh, by the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Mao Lilan." Mao Lilan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and looked at Bai Zhi: "By the way, aren't you going back? It's very dangerous at night."

"...I'll be back soon." Bai Zhi lowered her eyes, rarely telling a lie.

Mao Lilan put away her smile and looked at Bai Zhi who was keeping her head down and not saying a word, then smiled knowingly: "So, do you want to come to my house and sit down?"

"Huh? Ah, no need. Uncle is still drunk." Bai Zhi subconsciously wanted to refuse and waved her hands in panic.

Bai Zhi felt that it would be better for her not to have anything to do with the people in this world anymore. If she hadn't been greedy and insisted on contacting Amuro Toru, she wouldn't have caused so many troubles.

As expected, it would be better for her to buy a house and stay in it until the end of the story.

"It's okay. I don't know if I can handle it by myself. Can you ask Miss Baizhi to help me?" Mao Lilan said with a smile.

Bai Zhi pursed her lips.

Perhaps it was because Mao Li Ran was too gentle, or perhaps she didn't know how to refuse the request of the person who had just "saved" her. After hesitating for a moment, Bai Zhi got in the car and followed Mao Li Ran to the building of Mao Li Detective Agency.

In fact, he didn't help much. He just handed him a towel when Ran threw Kogoro on the bed, and then watched Kogoro sleep soundly.

"Here, please have some." Mao Lilan placed the hot tea on the table in the detective agency and sat down opposite Bai Zhi: "Thank you so much today."

"I didn't help much." Bai Zhi muttered softly, looking away somewhat unnaturally, picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Ah, delicious (●—●)!"

What on earth is this made of? Such great craftsmanship!

Isn't this just ordinary black tea? Is this okay? Is this a mystery romance show or a food show?

First, Toru Amuro ascended to heaven with a simple sandwich, and then Ran Maori became a god by simply making a cup of black tea? ?

Is Kudo Shinichi so lucky? Can she ask Mao Lilan if her boyfriend can become a girlfriend? Is gender really so fixed?

"Yeah, as long as you like it." Mao Lilan looked at Bai Zhi's relaxed look and felt relieved: "By the way, it's so late, aren't you going home?"

Bai Zhi: "Uh..."

Baizhi didn't know how to answer. When Mao Lilan said this, the first thing Baizhi thought of was Amuro Toru's smile.

But the combination of that gentle smile and the slightly reproachful and disbelieving look stung her eyes.

Although she couldn't blame anyone, she still couldn't control herself.

"By the way, Baizhi isn't Japanese, right? I heard Baizhi singing, was it in Chinese?" Mao Lilan asked softly, "Did you leave your parents and come to Japan alone?"

"Ah... no, they, they are gone." Bai Zhi's fingers turned white as she pinched the teacup, but her tone was as calm as ever: "I don't have any family."

"Eh? Sorry." Mao Lilan didn't expect Bai Zhi to answer like this, and she immediately felt guilty.

She should have thought of it earlier. Why would she sit by the bridge and sing such a sad song in the middle of the night? There must be something wrong with it. She actually asked such a question!

"No, I've gotten used to it." Bai Zhi just didn't accept it and shook her head silently.

"Well, if you have time, you can come here and sit more often." Mao Lilan thought about it and asked the question in her mind: "I remember that you and Mr. Amuro were... roommates? Aren't you going back?"

Bai Zhi fell silent again.

"Did you have a fight?" Mao Lilan was a little surprised.

If I remember correctly, Toru Amuro was a very gentle and gentlemanly person, and Bai Zhi in front of him was small, and the way she was drinking water from a cup didn't seem like they would cause a conflict.

Two people with such stable emotions, had a fight?

"Not really. I guess I did something wrong unilaterally." Then he went back too embarrassed.

Bai Zhi added silently in her heart.

"So, you ran away from home unilaterally?" Mao Lilan blinked.

Bai Zhi: “(?Д?)…”

Don't be so blunt, it really makes you lose face...╭(?_?)╮

"(??_??) No, no! I, I didn't run away from home because of him." Bai Zhi silently covered her face with the teacup and looked away guiltily: "I just came out for a walk."

"(｀^′)Yes, it's definitely not that I'm afraid of being ignored when I go back." Bai Zhi pursed her lips, her cheeks puffed up, looking like a bullied puffer fish.

That should be it, your expression has completely betrayed you...

Mao Lilan was a little amused and helpless about Bai Zhi, who had three hundred micro-expressions in one second when she said something sarcastic.

"puff."

"Hmm?" Bai Zhi blinked, raised her head and looked at Mao Lilan who was laughing softly, her big eyes full of confusion.

What are you laughing at?

"It's nothing, I just think that Mr. Amuro will not ignore you." Mao Lilan smiled, she thought Bai Zhi was really cute.

I don’t know if it’s because Baizhi likes to bite things when she’s dazed or nervous, but at this moment, she was biting the wall of the teacup with her front teeth and staring with her big eyes, looking like a little hamster.

Mao Lilan came over, ruffled Bai Zhi's hair, and said softly: "Mr. Amuro is a very gentle person. As long as you apologize and explain well, he will definitely not blame you."

"Xiaolan doesn't know what happened." Bai Zhi squinted her eyes comfortably, but she felt that she seemed a little too spineless, so she immediately widened her eyes again: "Besides, you don't understand us."

"Yeah, I don't know what happened, I just feel like you seem to be doing something that you will regret." Mao Lilan sat next to Bai Zhi and sighed softly: "I just kept wondering why some people use such sad songs to comfort themselves."

Bai Zhi was stunned for a moment, and her heart suddenly ached. She lowered her head and blinked, trying hard to hide her tears.

"I'm not trying to comfort myself. I just want to sing a song when my life ends." Bai Zhi murmured in a low voice: "Someone once asked me to sing to him before he died. He said that only the death of the protagonist is worthy of music. In this way, he is also the protagonist in his dream."

Just now, she just wanted to remind herself not to get involved in everything in this world anymore. She could leave the stage as a supporting role with a brief appearance.

At the end, at least give yourself some music, so that your departure will not seem so embarrassing.

Bai Zhi couldn't remember how many times that happened, but she only remembered that it was the class monitor who reached the limit that time - the last person other than her.

The monitor's spirit was already very fragile, and if it happened again she would go completely crazy. Bai Zhi could see that the monitor had been holding on for a long time. She could also see that the monitor didn't want her to be left alone, as that would be too hard to endure, so she held on more than twenty times longer than the others.

But he finally reached his limit.

"Let me do it next, you can't hold on any longer." Bai Zhi remembered the last time, the gentle and steady boy couldn't bear the hallucination and begged her to kill him.

It was the first snow that day, just like the day they traveled through time together. Heavy snow fell all over the ground. In his chest was the dagger that she had stabbed with her own hands, and he lay in the pure white snow.

"Azhi, sing a song. Only when the protagonist dies tragically will there be a nice and sad background music, right?"

"How about at least letting me be the protagonist in my dream for once? Maybe I can dream of myself becoming the protagonist and leading you to a comeback."

"So, Azhi, sing a song for me."