Conan: Life between Green Plum and Skyfall

Looking at the earphones in Conan's hand, and then following the headphone cable to the other end, at the earphones hanging on Conan's other ear, Ai's cheeks turned slightly red.

The headphone cable is not too short. If it is worn by one person, there will definitely be no big problem. However, if there are two heads in between, it will be a bit cramped.

Conan, whether intentionally or unintentionally, handed Ai the earphones that were in her direction.

Xiao Ai was standing on his right, and the earphones he handed to Xiao Ai were exactly the right earphones.

In other words, if Ai wants to wear these headphones, she either needs to change direction and stand on the other side of Conan, or she needs to be right next to Conan.

Looking at Conan's profile, for some reason, Ai felt her heart pounding.

"?Are you OK."

Looking at Ai's rosy cheeks, Conan reached out and tentatively touched Ai's forehead.

"No, it's okay!"

Ai took two steps back and avoided Conan's hand. However, looking at the headphones in her hand, she hesitated for a moment and did not stand on the other side of Conan. Instead, she stood close to him and put on the headphones.

Feeling the sudden rise in temperature around him, Conan was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the unstretched headphone wire in front of the two of them.

Seeing this, Conan understood.

However, although it was his mistake to hand the earphones to Ai before, he deliberately remained silent at this time, but his body unconsciously leaned towards Ai, making the earphone wire, which was not straightened to begin with, become even looser.

Feeling the soft body beside him tense up instantly, a smile appeared on Conan's face. He reached out and held Ai's little hand without saying anything.

Feeling the warmth from Conan's palm, Ai's tense body relaxed a little. She did not struggle or move away. She just stood quietly beside Conan with a red face, listening to the voice coming from the headphones.

As for Ming Mei? She was still pressing against the door, trying to hear what was going on inside. She was completely unaware of the little interactions between her sister and Conan.

Of course, even if she knew, she would probably just tease her sister! After all, that's just the kind of person Mingmei is.

"What on earth is going on in the room? Why is there no movement at all?"

Mingmei was a little confused as she listened to the silence in the room. Professor Hirota had clearly invited them out, presumably because he had something to say to Shirakura, but why was there no movement in the room for so long?

"I... um..."

Conan was about to say something when Ai, who was beside him, quickly covered his mouth and stopped him.

Although Mingmei heard the noise behind her, her gossip about the professor still prevailed. Without even turning her head, she casually asked:

"What's wrong? I thought I heard what Conan wanted to say just now?"

"It's okay, sister, nothing."

Ai reached out a hand, covered Conan's mouth, and tried to divert her sister's attention.

Finally, she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Mingmei just made a sound and didn't turn around. However, she still didn't let go of the hand that was covering Conan's mouth.

'What are you doing!'

Conan looked at Ai with a puzzled look, his eyes full of doubts.

However, facing his questioning, Xiao Ai was also a little puzzled. She didn't know why she subconsciously wanted to stop Conan from speaking. But why?

Was it because of the little gestures between the two of them? However, nothing happened between them. At most, they were close to each other and held hands.

But why did she always feel that there was something she didn't want her sister to know?

I don’t know, she really can’t understand.

However, whether she understood or not was not a problem. Since she felt that she couldn't let her sister know, she should stop Conan from talking and not let her sister find out.

"If you don't talk, I'll let you go."

Thinking of this, she leaned close to Conan's ear and whispered.

Feeling the warm air coming from Ai's mouth, Conan felt his ears itchy. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and agreed.

Seeing this, Ai also breathed a sigh of relief and released her hands that were covering Conan.

However, she subconsciously did not let go of the other hand that was tightly clasped with Conan's.

Conan breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Ai, and said nothing. At a time like this, it's best to remain quiet.

Seeing that Conan didn't make any noise just as he promised, Ai subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she didn't know what she was thinking about, and her cheeks turned red again.

......

After a while, as if unable to bear the silence, Shirakura finally spoke up to break the silence:

"Professor Guangtian, you left me here alone. Do you want to tell me something? If you still insist on handing over my pre-surgery photos to the editorial department, then I have nothing to say."

After calming down, and with three people outside, Shirakura's murderous urge, fueled by anger, instantly vanished. He looked at Professor Hirota, who was drunk and sipping his wine, and spoke with some resignation.

In response to Shirakura's question, Hirota Masami said nothing. He just held his wine glass to his lips as before, neither putting it down nor drinking it, as if he was brewing something.

"Professor? If you're alright, I'll be leaving first!"

Looking at this scene, Shirakura also felt a little sad. He stood up, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Just as he was about to leave, Hirota Masamichi suddenly called out to him. Looking at his troubled expression, it seemed as if he wanted to say something, but the words were on the tip of his tongue, unable to come out.

"Hey."

Looking at this scene, Shirakura sighed, no longer hesitated, took a step forward and walked towards the door.

One step, two steps, just as he was about to reach the door and reach out to touch the door handle, suddenly, Professor Hirota called him again:

"Wait a minute Shirakura."

As he spoke, he took out a disk from the drawer beside him and handed it to him:

"The photos you requested, as well as the photos of you before your surgery, are all on this disk. Take them. Also, I'm sorry."

"Eh?"

Shirakura was stunned after hearing the professor's words. What happened? Professor Hirota apologized to him?

Everything is difficult at the beginning. This was also true for Hirota Masami. The first words were difficult to say, but once they were out, he no longer hesitated and, under the influence of alcohol, he poured out all his feelings.