【Fast New】London Fog

Recap:

"It is said that the victim had a secret lover."

"The most gentle person in this world..."

"Should this world be ruled by rules or feelings? Detective-kun."

"And, maybe I have to thank you, because I also..."

It was that paradoxical dream again, all the senses became blurred and slow, the soul floated up, and then woke up in a different body——

The soft light shone into the boy's pupils through the floor-to-ceiling windows. He sat cross-legged on the carpet with his back against the sofa, his cheeks getting slightly hot from the heat.It is still a familiar room, a quiet afternoon, such a seemingly small time fragment has left a gentle mark on the memory.Lemon pie and oolong tea, playing cards and Rubik's cube, pigeons and him.

It was like waking up from a big dream, but he didn't want to resist the drowsiness, so he closed his eyes again, and his head hung on his shoulder beside him. The navy blue middle school uniform smelled of laundry detergent.Feeling the weight on his shoulders, his body stiffened slightly, and he quickly realized that he subconsciously moved a little towards the boy.

Speaking of the summer when you were 15 and a half years old, what do you think of?Don’t bother me with my homework, detective novels that I can never get enough of, and guests of the same age who visit from time to time—I don’t have a particularly good impression, don’t have a particularly bad impression, chatting about the topics I’m good at, only making things difficult for the other party time painstakingly.I don't like to be said to be similar, even if the looks and voices are really similar, I don't want to always be mentioned at the same time.Every action highlights their own personality, as if they decided to target each other from the first meeting, so as to distinguish clearly, you are you, and I am me.

But what is the truth? The cloth is exchanging body temperature against the cloth, and even the breathing is very close.It seems that it would be good if you stay here all the time, but suddenly such an idea popped up.We haven't grown up yet, we haven't gotten to know each other too well, but I don't mind borrowing your shoulder to lean on and fall asleep, you humming a little tune in the sleepy fog in my mind.

"Xinyi!"

…Um?

Open your eyes, the incandescent light, the smell of disinfectant, the burning sensation of the respiratory tract.These can be distinguished within a short period of time. After subconsciously judging that the situation is safe, the memory before fainting starts to play back, and the fire in the next second makes him anxious.

"Where is Kuroba?!" Kudo-kun, who was lying on the hospital bed, grabbed the person next to him and asked.

"...Kuroba-kun, you've already returned home. Is Shinichi feeling alright? Is there any discomfort?"

Maybe it was because of the rare anxious expression of childhood sweethearts in front of her, Mao Lilan was slightly frightened, and she paused for half a second before remembering to answer.

"Cough, I'm fine, don't worry." With a sigh of relief, Kudo Shinichi lay down again.

"Ah, although Shinichi will definitely do something like that, it's too dangerous...Fortunately, it's just hypoxia and mild carbon monoxide poisoning, so you just fell asleep for a few hours." Mao Lilan took a glass of warm water and handed it Go forward, "Heiyu-kun said before he left that he would help you ask for tomorrow's leave, so you can take a good rest here tonight?"

"So... how is Kuroba? Is he injured?"

"It's nothing serious, it's just..."

Mao Lilan looked at Kudo Shinichi's complex expression in front of him, and suddenly didn't know what to say.Recalling the person who was quietly leaning against the door when she just received the call and rushed over.He is begging you.Speaking such relaxed words, with a somewhat energetic expression... Except for those white bandages, everything seems to be fine.

Kudo Shinichi was discharged from the hospital the next morning. He slept very deeply this time, and his exhausted body and mind continued to need such a dreamless sleep to rest.In the afternoon, he had to go to the police station to record a statement. In his spare time, he decided to go home.

After living in college, he brought all the necessary daily necessities there. He is not a person who needs to bind a lot of items to live, so he didn't go home much.And his sudden return today was entirely on a whim. He took the key and slowly opened the door, took off his shoes in the entrance and put them away. The air in the house that hadn't been ventilated for a while was a bit stale.Walking to the living room and opening the curtains, light came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and there was fine dust on the wooden floor.

Lying down on the sofa, Kudo Shinichi enjoyed this rare solitude.There are no roommates chatting about those cases and news, no daily noise on campus, no care or instructions from parents or childhood sweethearts.The sound of the wall clock became clear, and the passage of time slowed down.Because he wouldn't feel sleepy at this point, Kudo picked up the phone resignedly after a while.

So this bastard really didn't send a text message! !

The mood is very complicated, and the overwhelming majority are gratitude and complaints.Fortunately, the worst result did not happen, and complaining... In fact, there is nothing to complain about, because I will also become the object of the other party's counter-complaint for the same reason.But the sour feeling in my heart just couldn't go away, and the dominance of absolute rationality has been shaken a bit.Fingers moved back and forth on the spelling keyboard, and the last line of text sent seemed casual enough...

——I'm out of the hospital, where are you?

— Outside, how about you?

The reply came very quickly.

--I'm at home.

Sending a sentence that is not easy to answer is to have the confidence that the other party will reply, and it seems that this can be reversed.

——I still have to go to the Metropolitan Police Department to record a statement. Do you want me to pick you up?

——I can go there by myself, isn't it you who want to talk about the wounded?

- I'm fine.

lie.

——The main reason is that I haven’t been to your house for a long time. I used to go to play when I was in middle school.I miss those afternoons spent in your living room.

When you lie, you talk a lot.

But even so, Kudo Shinichi would still smile because of Kuroba Kaito's words, and the corner of his mouth raised a gentle arc that he didn't notice.

——You also know that you are "staying" at my house.

——Oh, Shinichi is really cold.

——Well, so about yesterday, thank you.

There was no reply immediately, and Kudo's fingers rubbed lightly on the screen uneasily.Because he was so focused on the phone screen, he didn't even notice the sound of someone opening the door and walking slowly, and then stopped beside him.

"If Shinichi wanted to thank me, of course he would be sincere if he said it face to face?"

Instead of the text message on the other side of the electronic screen, Kaito Kuroba's real voice sounded from above his head.His face shaded the sun, occupying his entire pupils.Suddenly such a smiling face descended from the sky, surprise, surprise and fright.The previously accelerated heartbeat suddenly stopped, and the irregular collision of blood caused a dull pain in his chest.

The guy who said he was outside probably wanted to come to the hospital to find him, so he happened to be nearby——Kudo Shinichi's reasoning didn't stop.Breaking into a private house is in line with his usual viciousness, but the big smile makes people unable to get angry.I controlled my expression, not wanting to just face him directly, so my gaze drifted elsewhere.

"Hand out."

"?"

Kuroba Kaito looked at the person in front of him who was a little reddened but still trying to keep a straight face, and stretched out his left hand cooperatively.

"the other side."

"..."

Kuroba Kaito handed the hand that had been behind his back since just now, hesitating for half a second.Those hands of a magician are supposed to be amazing and used to perform miracles.The fingers are slender, well-articulated, flexible and powerful.But now the right hand was wrapped with a thicker layer of bandages, judging the position of the gauze from the bulging place, the injury started from the back of the hand and extended to the bottom of the wrist.

Sensing the haze in the other party's eyes, Kaito Kuroba dryly laughed twice.Guilt was not the reply he wanted, just as he was about to say something to mediate the atmosphere, those words were frightened back by Kudo Shinichi's staring eyes at him again.

"I really have to thank you in person, thank you for saving my life, I owe you this time no matter what."

Watching the other party sit up, his injured wrist was gently pulled.This more serious energy is really Kudo-kun, when he thought about it, the next words of the other party seemed to be heading in an unexpected direction.

"Actually, I really want to blame you for your reckless behavior...in such a dangerous situation without regard to the consequences. But from my standpoint, I can only say, each other."

Saying this, Kudo Shinichi's eyes turned from serious to soft.

What are you doing, this extremely tense situation.

"So I……"

"?"

Judging from the past jumping in their dialogue patterns, it is possible to say anything now, so this ending becomes unpredictable.Obviously just wanted to thank and apologize properly, but another sentence dominated the screen in my mind.

I like you.

In the past, I didn't want to believe it, and always avoided this topic, thinking that reason was controlling my feelings, but in fact it was just suppressing this mood.There is no need to discuss whether it is normal or not, whether it is right or wrong, the opportunity has already appeared, and after a few days of ups and downs, this is the only truth in my heart.I don't know when it started, maybe it was foreshadowed when I fell asleep on your shoulder for the first time four or five years ago. I like you so madly.

TBC

Recap

"So... how is Kuroba? Is he injured?"

"If Shinichi wanted to thank me, of course he would be sincere if he said it face to face?"

"So I……"