I have never spoken

Not long after the critical illness notice was signed, a death notice came in front of Shinichi.Zhibao didn't dare to take it in person at all, the little nurse brought it over and asked Shinichi to sign it, and then left blankly.They have seen too many expressions of people facing death notices, and they will not be surprised no matter what expression Shinichi shows.

But Zhibao didn't dare to look at it.I really dare not look at it.She was afraid that the moment she saw his cold eyes, she would cry for him.

Lan Qiang's smile that he had held on for so long finally broke, and he cried embarrassingly while hugging the motionless Xinyi.The other girls in the corridor also hugged each other and shed tears, Sonoko burst into tears, the men all remained silent, Kaito stood behind Shinichi with his head down, unable to see his expression clearly.

Young people are so sad, let alone the older generation.It's even harder to imagine how sad Yusaku and Yukiko are, those two people who love this child and love God.

Zhibao has seen so many life and death farewells, but this time it hurts deeply.When she came out of the emergency room, she was so tired that her steps were a little unsteady.She looked at the hole in the expressionless new eyes, the eyes were immediately stained red with tears, but it was too late to flow out, she had already closed her eyes and fell backwards.

The world was spinning, and she seemed to be swallowed by the vortex. She heard the nurse behind her shouting in panic, Dr. Miyano...

Then, she couldn't hear anything.

Before she completely lost consciousness, she had only one thought in her mind.

Kudo, I've tried my best...

When she woke up, she was in the rest room of the psychiatric department. The temperature and humidity of the air conditioner were adjusted to be very suitable for sleeping. When she opened her eyes, she felt that her eyelids were very heavy.There is still a needle in her left hand, and glucose and saline are continuously being injected into her body.Beside the bed, Detective Baima was clacking and typing on the keyboard, probably dealing with the mountain of cases that had piled up between him and Xinyi...

"Tan..." Her voice was hoarse due to exhaustion and dryness, almost breaking in this quiet space.Upon hearing the sound, the white horse immediately stopped what she was doing, stepped forward to help her up, and handed her a glass of warm water.

This warm scene happened to be seen by Shinichi who came to visit Shiho from the window in the corridor.

Once upon a time, when Haibara was ill, she opened her eyes, and the first person she saw was Conan, and it was Conan who stood by her side, and it was Conan who urged her to eat porridge.

Sure enough, there is no irreplaceable person in the world.

Zhibao has been busy with Shibao these days, and hardly slept.Although there is still no way to save his life in the end, he still has a heavy gratitude to Zhibao.

She was so tired that she fell into a deep sleep under his nose, how could he not worry about it.Just after calming down, Song Lan fell asleep and wanted to come over to see if she was feeling better.

But... It seems that his worries are unnecessary.Someone is with her.

Shinichi laughed at himself, then turned and left without staying any longer.Shi's funeral passed easily, but the pain brought by death to the living did not dissipate so quickly. No matter how hard Lan tried to smile, she would quietly wipe away her tears after turning around.Shinichi tried to gather his energy to solve the case. The case was solved, but every time he told the truth, it seemed to take all his energy.

He is so tired.

When he calmed down, his son's laughing, crying, babbling... could all break into his mind.He really couldn't accept that such a lively life stopped breathing not long ago.

The others gave a lot of comfort and encouragement, and the most powerful one was Kaito's punch on the shoulder, which was neither light nor heavy.

His unrestrained smile will eventually have a serious day.His tone was slightly heavy, making Xinyi have to survive this calamity.

Shinichi looked at the rarely serious Kaito and nodded emphatically.However, it takes too much strength to survive this catastrophe.

He had exhausted all his strength.

It was already dark, and he was paralyzed on the sofa in the office, unable to move.

He looked through the text messages on his mobile phone, and Miyano had also sent text messages to encourage him and cheer him up.

Miyano... Kudo seemed to realize that he had made a mistake.He could no longer call her Miyano.She is married to Tan Baima.

It took him a year to realize such a serious mistake... Xinyi stroked his forehead, he was really smart and confused for a while.

It's good to realize it late, but it hurts late.

Moreover, she doesn't seem to mind that she continues to call her like that...

He couldn't call him anything else either.Do you call her Mrs. White Horse?

I can't really yell.

When a person is extremely tired, the face of the person he loves most will appear in his heart.

Just like back then, when Xinyi got sick, he still called her.No reason, just want to see her.

When thoughts are strong enough, instincts can be driven.

At this moment, he really wants to see her...

So, the call was made.

When Shiho answered the phone, she was sleeping happily on the desk with her head propped on her hands, and she was fully awake when Shinichi's tired voice came from the phone.She hurriedly changed her work clothes and went downstairs to go to the back mountain of Didan Primary School, but she bumped into Tan Baima in the hall on the first floor.He pulled Zhibao over with a serious expression: "Listen to me first, this matter is a bit urgent..."

"Listen to me." Zhibao interrupted him. "No matter how urgent it is, wait until I get home. I have more urgent matters now..." Zhibao ran out of the hospital without looking back.The white horse looked at her back, his heart filled with sadness.

He heard Xinyi call her at the police station just now.Zhibao drove to the tavern of that year, opened the door, and the owner was still looking into the distance with his cigarette stick in his mouth.It seemed that nothing had changed in him over the years.It was winter when she came that year, and when he came back in summer, he didn't turn on the air conditioner, but the hall was cool for a while.

Shinichi was drinking cold sake at the wine table, moving slowly and gracefully.Maybe she will never see him pouring a whole jug of wine directly into his mouth as boldly as Hattori.

A big detective who wants to save face...

She just fell in love with his elegance.How long has it been? Looking at his appearance, my heart beats faster.

She shook her head, calmed her heartbeat, and sat beside him.He poured wine for her in a gentlemanly manner and clinked glasses.Xinyi was slightly drunk, just like she was also fascinated by the fragrance of the wine back then.Shinichi talked a lot, mostly about little things about his dead son.Zhibao propped his chin and kept looking into Shinichi's blue eyes.The nostalgia overflowing in Shinichi's eyes hurt Shiho's heart, but she couldn't look away anymore.There was Shinichi's voice next to his ears, like the wind blowing through the sea of ​​flowers, making people feel in a trance.

Until the early morning, Lan called Xinyi to urge Xinyi to go home.Shinichi responded with a few words in a lazy voice, then hung up the phone, and smiled at Shiho: "I had a good time tonight, thank you for coming to listen to my whining... I'm sorry."

Shiho bit his lower lip and shook his head.She stood up, but Shinichi sat down and took her hand.

Xinyi's temperature spread from his palm to his whole body, and his heartbeat, which had finally calmed down, accelerated again.Shiho looked at him slightly in astonishment.

"Hui Yuan...Only you can give me the strength to cheer me up. I'm really tired." Xinyi's slightly drunk voice sounded like ecstasy at the moment, especially when he called her, Hui Yuan.

Zhibao tightened his fingers slightly, and shook his hand back, regardless of whether the rings on their hands were painful or not.At least at this moment, she must hold his hand tightly.

Give him strength, even if you can't accompany him to fight, at least let him face life bravely.No matter how big the setbacks are.

Only in this way can you become stronger... Kudo.

As long as you need, I am willing to give you strength at any time.Shiho helped Shinichi get into the car, and Shinyi leaned against the window, watching the rapidly receding scenery outside the window.

"Look, we used to have such short legs and walked so slowly, but now you drive, the scenery recedes so quickly..." Xinyi murmured soft words, disturbing people's mind.

Shiho didn't answer, but just slightly grasped the steering wheel.Seeing that she didn't answer, Xinyi shut her mouth wisely.

The love that has been suppressed for many years in my heart is rolling and is about to burst out.She just hoped that Xinyi would shut up quickly, otherwise she really couldn't help but want to tell him that he likes it.

The grievances for so many years are just trying to keep this secret.How could she say it out, making all those years of hurt meaningless?

The car stopped at the end of the street. She watched Xinyi take off his seat belt, get out of the car, left a worthless thank you, and turned to enter the house.

She drove away, recalling the kiss that year, her lips trembling slightly.

She didn't know how many years it would be before the next time she sat down and had a good chat with Xinyi.

Maybe... it will be the last time.

Every time I have a long conversation with Shinichi, it should be regarded as the last time in this life.

Then, every second of looking at him will become precious, and the brain will remember it very hard, even the frequency of blinking and breathing. If you really don’t remember it, write it down or type it. into the computer.

She really didn't want to forget every second she spent with him.

It's so precious.

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