The dark clouds like ink obscured the sky tightly, and there was a heavy pressure, and the grass on the lawn was crushed by the sweeping wind, and the delicate body was trembling tightly on the ground, making a loud noise. The dim sky and the howling wind were so oppressive that people could not breathe.

It finally rained in the sky, but it was not the hearty heavy rain that people expected, just a drizzling rain, and the huge pressure could not be released, and the slippery and stuffy feeling of being wet and sticky was like a hand choking people's throat, almost maddening.

In front of the villa, a skinny boy stood in front of the lawn, quietly looking up at the rain. The umbrella was in his hand, but he didn't open it, just let the rain fall on him. In the face of the raging power of heaven and earth, the boy's short body seemed so ridiculous and insignificant, but let the wind and rain blow, the boy's body was rooted in the ground like a javelin, not moving at all.

The villa behind him was his home, but he didn't want to go in at the moment, he just wanted to calm down outside, and the chaotic thoughts in his mind had tormented him to the point of madness!

The cold rain hit the boy's body, the chill penetrated the bottom of his heart, the boy seemed to be unaware, still stubbornly raised his head, even if the wind and rain were violent, he refused to lower his proud head, the determined figure seemed to stand there as if to fight against heaven and earth, time was frozen at this moment, the little boy's back seemed so lonely, and there was an indifferent atmosphere around his body.

The rain gradually became heavier, and the rain soaked his clothes, and the neat and tidy clothes became crumpled and crumpled against his body, but the little boy remained unmoved. Suddenly, a small pink umbrella appeared above the little boy's head.

The man holding the umbrella for the little boy did not speak, and the little boy did not feel the slightest need for an umbrella on his head, his mind was in a trance, and his body standing there was nothing but a puppet, and his whole mind was wandering aimlessly, aimlessly confused.

I don't know how long later, a small sobbing sound of a girl suddenly came from behind the boy, the voice was delicate, and the whimpering added a sad atmosphere to the little boy's back.

At first, the girl could still try to suppress her voice, but later, the crying became louder and louder, and the girl couldn't suppress her sad feelings at all, why sad, she didn't know, she only knew, just looking at the boy's back, she was very uncomfortable, and she wanted to cry.

The little girl's cry finally alarmed the motionless boy, the boy turned around slowly, and a face full of pity and helplessness appeared in front of the girl: "Sister Xiaolan, you promised me that you won't cry again......"

"But, but, ......" The little girl rubbed her eyes with her hands, and the golden bean kept falling down, choking and sobbing: "I, I am, I think, I want to cry, as soon as I see you like this, I can't help it, I want to cry." ”

"If you keep crying, I will be very distressed, and my brother will not let me go. The little boy smiled softly, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, obviously smiling, but with a sour sadness.

"The new, the new one won't care about me. ”

"My brother actually attaches great importance to you, but I'm just embarrassed to say it, okay, don't cry, if anyone dares to bully you, you sue me, I'll help you beat him! The boy raised his hand and gently wiped the tears on the little girl's pink face, and the wet head was pressed against the boy's face, dripping water constantly, adding a bit of depression to the boy's feeling.

The cold fingers touched the little girl's pink skin, and a piercing chill made her tremble all over, but she didn't dodge it.

The little girl's abnormality immediately made the boy realize what was wrong.

"Sorry, it's cold, let's get inside, it's warm. The boy smiled and was about to withdraw his hand, but the little girl grabbed the little boy's hand and said nothing to let him retract it.

"Why don't you cry?"

"Huh?"

"You're sad, aren't you? You're sad, aren't you? If you're sad, why are you laughing so painfully? Why don't you cry out loud?" the little girl stared at the boy's smiling face, which was more ugly than crying, and the beaded tears kept falling.

"......" The little boy was silent, rubbing the girl's satin-like show with his hand, he didn't expect that such a young child would feel so keen. Perhaps, as a poet said, children are divine and can sense things that adults cannot perceive. The little girl was small, but her angelic purity always made him feel pity.

“...... Because, "for a long time, the little boy looked at the girl's face and once again showed a heart-wrenching smile: "My laughter is not just my own......"

"Huh?" the girl's small mind could not yet comprehend his words.

"Now, Sister Xiaolan, you say...... Is there really a god in this world?" the boy carried the girl on his back, looked at the gloomy sky, and said inexplicable words in his mouth, like a dream.

The little girl's mind was a little spinning.

"If there really is God, why can't the unfortunate be redeemed? Isn't the Lord merciful and great? If there is no God, why should I be brought back to life? Why don't I forget it at once, but slowly wear out my memory? Isn't that cruel? If I had been allowed to die at that time, it would have been a hundred. God has never smiled at me. The little boy ignored the girl's stunned expression, and said to himself, as if he was asking her, and as if he was asking himself.

"Don't !! don't don't don't don't !!!" The little girl threw away the umbrella with a "snap" and hugged the boy from behind, she didn't understand what the boy was saying, but there was one word she understood, and that was "death".

"I don't want to die!! don't want to !!!," the little girl screamed loudly, and then "wow" and cried loudly, her voice drowned out in the rain. She was really scared, and for a moment she really had the feeling that she would never see him again, and this feeling made her extremely frightened and overwhelmed.

"Ah, I'm sorry. The girl's heart-rending cry once again dragged the boy's thoughts back from the void. The boy bent down and picked up the small flower umbrella on the ground, propped it up on the girl's head again, and smiled apologetically: "I'm talking nonsense again, don't cry, Sister Xiaolan, I won't die." ”

"Really?" the little girl looked up suspiciously, her eyes blurred with tears.

"Of course it's true, but I promised you to protect you. The boy smiled happily, as if the person who had been so sad just now was not him.

"Then you're going to protect me for the rest of my life!" that's what my dad said to my mom. The girl looked at him, waiting for his promise.

"Don't worry, even if I'm not here, my brother will protect you for the rest of your life. The boy digressed and smiled and touched her head.

"Really?!" the girl exclaimed in surprise and inexplicable. She didn't notice the boy's words, thinking he had agreed.

"Of course. ”

......

"No...... Don't die, Yuichi, don't die, you promised me ......" On the hospital bed in the emergency hospital, Xiaolan closed her eyes tightly, rolled her body anxiously, grabbed the sheets tightly with both hands, and the green tendons on the back of her hands burst out.

Conan sat on the edge of Xiaolan's bed with his head bowed, his body trembling slightly, and he didn't say a word. Every time Xiaolan said "Yuichi", Conan's body trembled violently. Uncle Maori was still fully awake from his drunkenness, but he stood by the bed in silence. The atmosphere in the room was oppressive.

"I went out for a cigarette. Uncle Maori took a deep look at his daughter on the hospital bed, turned his head and walked out.

“...... I also went out to breathe. After a while, Conan also walked out with a calm face. It seems that he can't stand the pressure of the word "Youyi" that Xiaolan keeps chanting in his mouth. It seems that the impact of my "accident" has not been completely eliminated until now.

Is it a dream about me? It turns out that Xiaolan still remembers me, and I thought she had completely forgotten about me. I looked at Xiaolan, whose face was flushed, and wiped her sweat with some distress, some surprise, but also some joy. Probably because of today's rain and illness, a similar scene just happened to make her just remember something. I hope she just remembered what happened back then, instead of recognizing me, otherwise it would be troublesome, Xiaolan is not a person who can hide things in her heart.

Xiaolan is in pain, not only because of illness, but also because of dreams. When I was a child, my relationship with Xiaolan was very good, and the "accident" at that time probably brought her a big blow. Xiaolan's high fever still did not go away, the doctor said that it was caused by excessive fatigue, although he had been injected with special antipyretics, but it would take at least half an hour to wait for the effect. Although I was in a hurry, I could only silently guard her, and I couldn't do anything else.

"Yuichi! Yuichi !!" I don't know what Xiaolan recalled, Xiaolan, who was already very anxious, suddenly became excited, and almost rolled out of bed!

"I'm here! I'm here!" Uncle Maori and Conan were not in the room, so I hurriedly took Lan's hand and tried my best to soothe her excitement.

"Whew~~"

Maybe it was because of my hand, Xiao Lan exhaled, her expression became relaxed, and her frowning eyebrows were slightly soothed, but her hand was holding my hand tightly, refusing to relax at all, and the huge force made my hand slightly painful.

After accompanying Xiaolan for a long time, Xiaolan's mouth kept muttering, "don't die" for a while, "save people" for a while, "logical thinking" for a while, and read it in pieces, it seems that the rainy day has left her with a lot of memories. Fortunately, with the passage of time, Xiaolan's love was also well relieved, and the tense body finally completely relaxed, I exhaled lightly, carefully pulled out my hand, carefully covered Xiaolan with the quilt, confirmed that there was no problem, and then walked out.

"Why are you alone?, Uncle Maori?" As soon as I went out, I saw Conan sitting there alone on a bench in the corridor, a little dejected, and there was no trace of Uncle Maori, so I asked Conan strangely.

"I was smoking here just now, and I was kicked out by the nurse, so I'm probably smoking at the door now. Conan said weakly, obviously not very emotional.

"Oh. ”

"How's Lan?" said Conan after a moment of silence before he raised his eyes to me.

"The love has calmed down and is now asleep. ”

The two who obviously did not match each other made the atmosphere present embarrassing again.

"Who's that girl?" Conan accosted me, apparently trying to avoid Ran's topic.

"Didn't she introduce herself? ”

"Is her real name Ouyang? Isn't Ouyang just a Chinese surname? What about her name? Is her surname Ou?"

"No," I shook my head and said, "Her name is only Ouyang, she only has a surname, no name." It is said that the boss picked up her who was only five years old in the slums of the United States and brought her back to the organization. She is an orphan, and the only thing that can prove her identity is a long-life lock engraved with the word 'Ouyang', so she is called Ouyang. ”

"Yes," Conan nodded knowingly, and asked me again, "What kind of person is she? ”

"Naively cruel. ”

"What?"

"Innocent cruelty, that's what she's called in the organization. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Have you ever seen a child catching bugs?" Seeing that Conan nodded suspiciously, I smiled and said, "Obviously an innocent and cute child, he can catch a lot of bugs, and cruelly pierce them with an iron hammer, and watch them die with a smile." Ouyang is such a person. ”

"I still don't quite understand what you mean. Conan frowned suspiciously.

"Ouyang is a girl with a simple temperament, so simple that she is like a crystal that does not contain the slightest impurity. But this purity of hers is precisely the most terrifying thing about her! Because she met the boss at a very young age, at that time, she didn't understand anything, and her view of the world and the world were all instilled in her by the boss, do you understand what I mean?"

Conan's expression became a little relieved.

Therefore, because the organization has consciously isolated and brainwashed her since she was a child, she has almost never seen the world, and she has never come out of the organization. This also causes her to be as pure as a blank sheet of paper in dealing with people on the one hand, naïve as a child of six or seven years old, and on the other hand, she can treat killing people as child's play because of the orders of the organization. She never thinks there's anything wrong with killing people, since it's not pleasing to the eye, then kill it, you don't need a reason to kill, just like people don't look for reasons to pinch a bug to death. You might think what she says in restaurants is a joke, but it's not. I tell you, she is very simple, never jokes, and will do whatever she says. She said that if she wanted to kill all the waitresses, she would really kill them! ”

"And is it true that she said she was going to kill me?" Conan looked at me with wide eyes in disbelief.

"Of course it's true! She never lies, everything she says is true! So when she says something with a smile, don't think she's joking! Thank me, I saved your life!" I squinted at Conan.

"How can there be such a person?!" Conan looked at me with some horror, and the feeling of passing by the Grim Reaper made him break out in a cold sweat.

"It's not surprising at all, just like your parents and teachers told you that one plus one equals two, when something is repeated for a long time, it will become the truth. It is precisely because of the teaching of the boss and the organization day after day that she has created such a character. Even if the organization told her that the earth was actually an egg, she would ask in disbelief: Is the egg yolk delicious? In fact, she has always regarded the boss who picked her up as a faith, worshipping him like a bible, and meticulously implementing it, so she is the boss's favorite cat. I laughed.

"Cats?"

"Yes, the boss just sees her as a well-behaved cat for himself, a cat who will be obedient as long as she feeds her. ”

"And what about her code name, what about her specialty?" Conan was silent for a moment, then asked his concern again.

"The code name is Bacardi, which is Bai Jiade. Specialty.,It's probably spearmanship and short blades.,But the best at sniping.,It's said that her sniper distance is not inferior to me.,Although I haven't seen it.,But I don't think it's fake.。 I laughed.

"Isn't that difficult?" Conan gasped, but then thought of something, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "According to what you say, she is so simple, let's think of some tricks at will, wouldn't it be easy to deceive her?"

"yes, so the boss never lets her act alone, as long as you see her, then, another woman codenamed Hennessy must be nearby, which is why I didn't let you make a move today. I laughed.

Conan bowed his head thoughtfully.

"Is it over? If so, is it my turn to ask you?" I gave Conan some time to digest what I had just said before I spoke.

"What do you want to ask?" Conan asked, looking up at me after a few moments.

"Xiaolan said a lot of dream words just now, such as 'don't die', 'save people', 'logical thinking' or something, what does that mean?"

Conan's face immediately became very ugly.

"You don't sue me you don't know. ”

Conan looked at me with a grim face, and it took a long time before he let out a breath and said, "If you save people and think logically, you probably remember that she and I went to New York when I was in junior high school." ”

"Huh?"

"At that time, Xiaolan and I met the big actor Sharon Binyard on Broadway, and when we came back, we once saved a murderer, and in the face of the murderer's doubts, I said, I never want to know the reason for killing, but in the reason for people to save people, there will be no logical thinking. Xiaolan probably remembered this. ”

Shalon: Isn't that Belmode's stand-in? As soon as Conan said that, I remembered. It seems that one day, Belmode, who came to see me in New York, seemed to be in a particularly good mood, and asked her what was wrong, and she just smiled and said with a mysterious look that she had met an angel. I didn't understand it at the time, but now it seems that the murderer is also Belmode's stand-in, no wonder when he was at the dock, Belmode didn't seem to want to hurt Xiaolan, it turned out that there was such a reason in it.

I nodded knowingly, and looked at Conan again, "You seem to have missed a word, right?" Yes, Conan deliberately missed the first word, but I didn't want to let him go.

Conan was silent, refusing to speak, his expression struggling in pain.

"Well, I sue you. After a long time, Conan finally let out a long sigh and said, "After all, you are the righteous son of your parents, no matter what, you are my younger brother, and it is good that you know about this matter." "It seems that Conan didn't tell a lie last time, he really tried to treat the person "Edogawa Akiki" as a younger brother, and if he had been beaten to death before, he would not have said these things to me.

Conan's painful expression puzzled me, was there something hidden in this that I didn't know?

"You already know I have a younger brother named Yuichi Kudo, right?" Conan curled up, as if he was a little cold, and sat on the bench with his knees crossed, talking to himself, as if talking to himself. It was the first time I had seen him look so depressed.

"Well, I've heard you mention it a few times before. ”

"Aren't you surprised, I mentioned Yuichi to you several times, but Xiaolan, who also grew up together, never mentioned him once. Conan smiled wryly.

"There's nothing strange about it, after all, your brother didn't disappear at a very young age, and no child will remember that long ago. I replied as a matter of course.

"No, she did forget about Yuichi, but it wasn't because of time. Conan shook his head, looked at me, and said firmly, "She forgot about it overnight." ”

"Overnight?" I couldn't help but frown when I heard Conan's words, the situation was a little unexpected to me.

"Well," Conan nodded with a somewhat painful expression, and said, "On the day of Yuichi's funeral, Xiaolan cried in front of Yuyi's photo for a long time, and cried until she finally pumped and was in a coma for a whole day!"

"Then the next day, when she woke up and we went to comfort her, she actually asked us, who is Yuichi? Conan's smile was bitter.

"Oh? I nodded quietly, feeling a little pain in my heart. This is obsessive-compulsive amnesia, which is caused by the extremely strong desire of the person subconsciously when the person is subjected to a heavy blow. I can't imagine that I have such a big blow to Xiaolan!

"And then?"

"Later, in order to be afraid that the people in the family would be sad, and in order not to let Xiaolan be hurt again, we all agreed that from now on, we would not mention the name 'Kudo Yuichi' again, and it would be treated as if there had never been such a person. ”

"Oh, I see. How was Xiaolan's situation then?" I asked with some concern.

"No," Conan shook his head: "A few times, she accidentally saw a photo of Yuichi when she was an hour, and she fainted all of a sudden, and it took a long time to wake up, although she still didn't remember Yuichi, but she couldn't stop crying, so the adults later put away all the things related to Yuichi, and didn't let her see it at all, and after that, her condition was better, and she had a few nightmares at first, but then it got better, but there was no 'Kudo Yuichi' in her memory at all." ”

"Yes...... That's right......" My voice was a little astringent. I felt a little uncomfortable, but also a little relaxed. It's okay like this, it's better for someone like me to let Xiaolan forget, otherwise, if one day it affects her or I have an accident again, wouldn't it hurt her again.

"Hey, you two little ghosts have run out, what should Xiaolan do?" Just as Conan and I were silent with each other's hearts, Uncle Maori came over from outside, and looking at his expression, he had already come out of the depression just now.

"Ah, it's been more than half an hour! Let's go in and see Sister Xiaolan." Conan was awakened by Uncle Maori's voice, looked at his watch, jumped off the stool, and said to us.

Entering the house, Xiaolan still fell asleep quietly on the bed, the painful expression on her face just now had disappeared, and her expression was serene, like a princess waiting for the arrival of the prince in her sleep, which made us all breathe a sigh of relief.

I stepped forward and touched Ran's forehead, feeling that the unsettling heat had subsided, and I nodded to Conan's Maori uncle with a worried face. Uncle Maori let out a sigh of relief and rang the bedside bell.

The doctor came soon, measured Xiaolan's temperature with his hands and feet, and then said to us with a smile: "The patient's high fever has subsided, and he will wake up soon, and he will be discharged from the hospital in a while, but the patient's body is still very weak, so we should pay attention to self-cultivation, eat more nutritious products, and don't let her overwork anymore." ”

"Yes, I see, excuse me, doctor. Uncle Maori bowed to the doctor with a grateful face.

The doctor didn't say anything, just smiled and waved his hand, and went out, leaving me, Conan, and Uncle Maori looking forward to Ran's awakening as if they were looking forward to the lottery.

In our expectant gaze, Xiaolan finally opened her eyes slowly, and looked at us with her pupils a little scattered. After looking back and forth a few times, Xiaolan's eyes finally condensed again, and lit up with the blazing eyes that we are familiar with.

"Ale?" Xiao Lan looked around suspiciously, as if she had forgotten her previous experience.

"Xiaolan, are you awake! Do you feel better? Just tell you to study and extracurricular activities in moderation, you don't listen, are you overworked?" Uncle Maori came to Xiaolan, half worried, half complaining to Xiaolan.

"Xiaohui, Conan, Dad, I'm sorry to worry about you, but I don't care anymore!" Xiaolan spoke with a lot of energy, and seemed to have fully recovered.

"Yes, that's great!" Uncle Maori cried out with joy, and his deep affection for Xiaolan was unspeakable.

"By the way, Dad, where's my phone?" Xiaolan suddenly asked Uncle Maori.

"Here, give. Uncle Maori hurriedly handed it over.

"I want to make a call, so ......" Xiaolan looked at us with her mobile phone, and we hurriedly withdrew with a smile on our faces.

"Really, it's so late, and I don't know who to call. Outside the door, Conan pouted dissatisfiedly, and as soon as he opened his mouth, his mobile phone "buzzed".

"Heh, hehe...... I'm going to answer the phone. Conan smiled dryly, turned around and ran out, I also hurriedly followed, looking at Conan's expression just now, if I guessed correctly, this call was eighty percent from Xiaolan to Kudo Shinichi.

I followed Conan to a remote corner outside the hospital, and I saw Conan hurriedly adjusting the voice changer, and I guessed correctly.

I leaned over with a grin and put my ear on it, Conan was just about to catch me up, and Xiaolan had already opened her mouth: "Shinichi?"

Conan gave me a blank look and said, "Well, it's me." Is there anything wrong with this late hour?"

There was silence on the other end of the line, and Conan and I didn't know why, so we could only hold our breath.

“...... Yuichi ...... Who is it?" Xiao Lan on the other end of the phone finally spoke, and the words that came out made both Conan and I tremble. Conan was silent.

"Why do you ask this all of a sudden?" Conan asked slowly.

"I just dreamed about a lot of things, a lot of things that don't have zài in my memory. Xiaolan's voice was a little melancholy: "Yoichi...... He's a very important person, isn't he? Who is he? Why do I cry so sadly in my dreams? Why don't I remember him at all?"

“...... I'll sue you when I have a chance in the future, it's not the right time. After being stunned for a long time, Conan's voice was a little low.

“...... Okay, I believe you. When the time comes, you must sue me. Even on the other end of the phone, it is not difficult to imagine Xiaolan's forced smile.

“...... Okay, I'll tell you exactly when the time comes. Hanging up the phone, Conan sighed heavily, I don't know what to say, I don't want Xiaolan to think of Yuichi Kudo from the bottom of my heart, but in fact, she finally remembered.

When we returned to the ward again, we saw Xiaolan's slightly pale face, without a trace of blood......

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ps:I see a friend asking for a little more original.,I understand it.,But I've tried my best to add an original plot.,But no matter how I add originality.,The original plot is inevitable.,Because I'm writing about the same people.,If it's all original.,That's the city.,I hope you can understand.。

Another: Yesterday Kavin, I didn't update it in time, I'm really sorry.

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