"You still want to scare me." Mao Lilan approached Suzuki Sonoko and asked.

"That's because I accidentally mentioned something in the letter I sent him last time." Suzuki Sonoko explained: "Right now, I'm knitting a sweater for the person I like."

Standing next to her, Huiyuan Ai's cheeks were slightly red, because she was doing the same thing at the moment. Xingchen glanced at her in confusion, not understanding why she suddenly blushed.

"But I know I'm not a very patient person." Suzuki Sonoko said frankly, knowing herself very well.

"I see. That's why you want to buy a ready-made hand-knitted sweater and give it to someone as a gift as if it were your own, right?" Mao Lilan saw through Suzuki Sonoko's thoughts.

"There's nothing I can do because I really can't find the stairs." Suzuki Sonoko said embarrassedly.

"That's fine, considering you're brave enough to confess to the one you like." Mao Lilan said with a playful smile, "I won't reveal your cards."

Confess!

The eyes of Huiyuan Ai, Xingchen and Conan were instantly focused on Suzuki Sonoko, with surprise written all over their faces. At the same time, a thought flashed through their minds: When did Sonoko confess her feelings?

"But, I haven't told Zhen yet that I like him." Suzuki Sonoko clarified embarrassedly.

"Ah? Didn't you write in the letter that you are knitting a sweater for the person you like?" Mao Lilan said in surprise.

The three people nearby also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Mao Lilan was worried about her best friend, and hurriedly said, "If you are like this, what should I do if Mr. Kyogoku misunderstands that you have another boyfriend besides him?"

"Hehe, you're right. This is my purpose." Suzuki Sonoko shook her finger and said cunningly.

"Ah?!" Mao Lilan asked with a puzzled look.

"If he really thinks so, he must be very nervous." Suzuki Sonoko imagined this beautiful scene and continued, "That's when I sent the package to him."

"He must be thinking, 'Strange, why would Sonoko send me a package?' Just when he is feeling depressed, he opens the package and sees -" Suzuki Sonoko holds her face with both hands and says happily, "Just a second! He will find out that I was knitting a sweater for him."

"By then, our relationship will have taken a step further."

"Eh." Mao Li Ran really had no way to deal with Suzuki Sonoko's fantasy, although it was very romantic.

But she still hit him: "I heard you are just wishful thinking here. I won't care if he gives up hope on you."

"Yes, never test human nature, because human nature cannot withstand temptation." Huiyuan Ai stepped forward and advised: "Many incidents are tragedies caused by lack of communication."

"Uh, don't talk so scary." Suzuki Sonoko waved her hands and said embarrassedly, the girl Xiaochen liked was really mature.

Suzuki Sonoko looked at them and explained, "I just have no choice. Zhen is a quiet person. If I don't do this, I have no idea what he is thinking."

"It would be great if Zhen was like Xiaochen. Sometimes I really envy you, Xiaoai." Suzuki Sonoko looked at Haibara Ai.

"..." Huibara Ai glanced at Xingchen who had a confused look on his face, and thought to herself, if you are really like Achen, you will probably have to wait a lot longer. I have been waiting for that confession for a long time.

"If he just cares about me, I feel it's not enough. But I don't have the courage to ask him directly." Suzuki Sonoko continued.

"That's true, but..." Mao Lilan wanted to say something else.

Suddenly, Suzuki Sonoko interrupted and asked, "What about you, Xiaolan? Do you know how Shinichi thinks of you?"

"Hey, this." Mao Lilan was stunned. The topic suddenly turned to herself.

"Look, look, look. I told you, actually you care about it too and you want to ask, so why are you blaming me?" Suzuki Sonoko pressed on.

"We...we grew up together. It would be a lie to say that I don't care about this." Mao Lilan said with an evasive look.

"But...."

"Tell me, I want to ask but I don't dare to ask. I feel this way now." Suzuki Sonoko asked curiously: "So, tell me the truth. Do you often have this kind of daydream?"

"I haven't thought about that." Mao Lilan waved her hand.

When Haibara Ai heard this, she opened her eyes wide. At that moment, she was also curious about what Xingchen was thinking.

Xingchen always felt that the war would soon spread to him. He looked at Conan, only to see that Conan's face had turned red and his eyes were small.

Xingchen pushed Conan's shoulder and said quickly: "Ah, Sister Xiaolan. Conan and I will go to the parking lot to find uncle."

"Hmm?" Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko looked at Xingchen curiously.

When Huibara Ai saw this scene, she knew that Xingchen was trying to avoid further questioning, but she didn't say anything. Let her see how long this guy Achen can keep it a secret.

"I plan to wait with my uncle, right, Conan?"

"Yeah." Conan nodded with a red face.

"Oh, then you can help me tell Dad. Tell him to go to the pasta shop in the department store first. We'll go over there after we've bought the noodles."

"But, it's okay for Ai to stay with us, right?"

"It's okay, I'll also show you which sweater is better." Huihara Ai said lightly.

"Yes, is that so." Suzuki Sonoko blinked.

Then she pulled out a four-color sweater from behind her and said, "Hey, here. Xiaolan, what do you think of this one?"

"Actually, I think this one is nice." Mao Lilan took out a pink and green sweater with a swirl in the middle and said with a smile.

Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but laugh out loud and said, "It looks so rustic. Hahaha."

"Really? Haha." Mao Lilan laughed.

"Haha, here. Look at this one, it's suitable for men who are as wooden as a tree." Haibara Ai smiled and picked up a brown sweater next to her and said.

"Eh~!" Suzuki Sonoko said in surprise.

This time, Haibara Ai unexpectedly integrated into the two-person group.

Conan and Xingchen walked to the door and sighed at the same time. They looked at each other and felt that the atmosphere inside was really terrible.

The two came to the underground garage and found Maori Kogoro. After informing him of the situation, Maori Kogoro reluctantly got out of the car, put his hands in his coat pockets, sighed, and walked towards the exit of the parking garage.

They followed him. On their way to the Italian restaurant, while waiting for the traffic light, Maori Kogoro complained: "I can't stand it. Why do women talk like they're on the phone when it comes to buying clothes? It's killing me."

Xingchen and Conan nodded in agreement at the same time.

Conan thought to himself: I feel the same way.

Xingchen felt the same way, and he felt the same way.

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