I have never spoken

"..." Zhibao remained silent while holding the phone, and Shinichi on the other end was very embarrassed.

"So...uh..." Shinichi continued his plea, looking for the right words.

"I see. I'm going to have an operation today, and I'll be on vacation tomorrow. It'll be fine if you and Lan come over to the doctor's house."

"Ah...you can come directly to Kudo's residence. There are too many styles, we can't move there..."

"……All right."

She let out a long breath after hanging up the phone.In fact, she really didn't want to do these things.You, Kudo Shinichi, are not married to me. I want you to choose your dress for you. Have you ever considered my feelings?

But after thinking about it, it's good to consider what feelings you have.Asking a friend to help you choose a dress is nothing more than normal.

It turns out that all my negative emotions are just self-inflicted.Who wants you to like him, if your feelings for him have nothing to do with love, you don't have to be so entangled.

The nurse was urging him, but Shiho collected himself and walked into the operating room.

The operation was not very smooth, and it was the early morning of the next day when it ended without any danger.She dragged her exhausted pace to go home, took the elevator to the first floor, but saw the white horse sitting on the bench in the hall and fell asleep.

Kamito...to be able to fall asleep in such a cold place.Zhibao walked towards him and found that he was shaking like a quail from the cold.

If his ex-girlfriend, who has a lot of votes for him, knew that he was frozen in this kind of place because of me, I must already be in the morgue... Thinking, Shiho stood in front of him.

Tan Baima seemed to sense something, woke up immediately, held her hand, and escorted her home.

Her hands were warmer than his, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting.It was almost dawn before she lay down in bed, but not long after the sun rose, the phone rang.

It's okay if it's a hospital patient.But when Xinyi's beating sound came from the receiver, she really had the urge to throw the phone out.

She appeared in Kudo's mansion with red eyes, smiling like a flower at Lan who came to open the door, and followed Lan to a pile of sample books, where Shinichi was sleeping soundly lying on the books.

People who don't get enough sleep really don't have a good temper.Shiho took out a book and hit Shinichi on the head.Xinyi woke up with a scream, and grinned as he touched the painful place.Zhibao smiled innocently: "Good morning, big detective, let's start to study how you should dress to match Miss Maori, okay?"

"Doctor Miyano, please call me Xiaolan." Lan blushed at her words. "Well, what do you want to drink?"

"I'll pour it for her, so that this place won't become a murder scene." Xinyi rolled her eyes and stood up from the pile of books.Zhibao felt a lot better after teasing Shinichi, so he opened the model book and began to study it.

I have to say that any product under the Suzuki Group can be regarded as a boutique. The styles in the model book are novel, luxurious, and exaggerated. It is really difficult to choose. It seems that every one is the best.

She turned over page by page, but her thoughts had already flown away, and she only occasionally said "um" perfunctorily when Lan whispered in her ear.

Her mind was full of Xinyi wearing all kinds of dresses and holding Lan's oath in front of the priest.

Maybe Xinyi will wear this silver-gray gown to exchange rings with Lan, who is wearing a floor-length snow-white wedding dress.Maybe she will wear another set...Lan's wedding dress may not be this one.

But no matter how the dresses change, the people who will get married in the end will still be those two.

The speed of flipping through the books is getting faster and faster, and finally the book in his hand is taken away by Shinichi.Shiho raised his head and looked at Shinichi with dissatisfaction: "You are so rude."

"Landu is cooking, what are you doing 'hmm' to the air?" Xinyi sat beside her, pointing to the steaming coffee on the coffee table.Zhibao picked it up and took a sip, the mellow taste spread in his mouth, it was his favorite taste.

She had to admit that there was no one in the world who knew her better than Shinichi Kudo.

She put down the coffee cup, and Shinichi returned the sample book to her, she reached out to take it, and her cold fingertips touched her warm palm.She quickly withdrew her hand, opened the book and looked.

It's like not touching it.

But in the next second, the coat with Shinichi's body temperature was draped over Shiho's body.

"You still have the nerve to say that I don't wear so little. I don't talk about the cold, so I'm trying to be brave." Xinyi took out a sample book and looked at it pretendingly.

Shiho felt that the skin touched by his coat was burning.After hesitating for a moment, she still grasped the skirt with her left hand, and continued flipping through the sample book with her right hand.

After all, there are really not many opportunities to feel his warmth.The living room became quiet, except for the sound of flipping through books. From time to time, Shiho would fold a corner of a style he liked, intending to discuss it with Lan when she was free.

"That's right." Shinichi broke the silence. "How's the tune?"

"I've touched the score, and I know what it looks like. It's almost a match with you."

"Call me when you are free, and I will bring the violin to you."

Shiho nodded slightly.

Sitting next to him, even if she did nothing, her mood would improve.

Shiho returned the coat to Shinichi when he left the Kudo mansion.

The sudden loss of warmth made her shiver.

After Shiho discussed the styles he had chosen with Lan repeatedly, he finally finalized the last few styles and sent them to Sonoko. A few weeks later, Sonoko brought the finished dress to Kudo's mansion. Naturally, Shinichi called Shiho over again. .Zhibao really couldn't understand why he had to listen to him so much, and did whatever he asked him to do.

Maybe she likes him more than she imagined.

The door opened, and Shinichi and Lan were already standing at the entrance wearing a purple dress.Shiho was slightly taken aback.She originally thought that the youthful and sunny temperament of the two of them was not suitable for purple.Perhaps the contrast with their usual image was too great, but the two of them were more compatible than she imagined.Even with a bit of depravity, I feel that they are the devil king and queen who rule hell.

Ran pulled Zhibao in who was stunned by the door, and asked for his opinion.Shiho came back to his senses and began to objectively comment on the style and color of the dress.Inadvertently found that Shinichi's tie was not tied properly, and just about to raise his hand to fix it, he withdrew his hand and said, "Kudou, the tie is untied."

Xinyi lowered his head, looked at the messy tie, and before he could raise his hand, Lan put on the tie with his gloved hand, carefully straightening it out for him.

This scene is so worthy that it cannot be described in words... Ai looked at this scene with her arms folded, her hands became cold.

Lost completely and cleanly.

They tried several other sets, and after Shiho finally gave them some advice, it was getting late.Shinichi offered to take her home, but she refused.Shinichi was already by her side.

"It's just the opposite door, so give me whatever you want." Zhibao still wanted to stop him.

"That's right, it's just across the door. It doesn't matter whether you send them off or not. If they all come out, let me send them off." Xinyi said as a matter of course.

"Thank you." At the door of the doctor's house, Shinichi said.

"It seems that every time I do something for you and your fiancée, you will say thank you very seriously." Zhibao smiled weakly.

What's even more frightening is that maybe she should really say: "This is what I should do." When she delivered the antidote to him, he also said thank you so seriously.But this is exactly what she should do.She caused the tragedy, and it was her duty to end it.

But now, as someone who has a little research on clothes and can play the piano, it seems natural for his friend to make suggestions for his wedding and even personally participate in the battle.

What's more, she still owes Lan.

Shinichi couldn't speak anymore, looking at Zhibao's slightly haggard face by the moonlight, he raised his hand, wanting to mess with her brown hair, and then ran away.

But in the end, he patted her on the shoulder lightly, smoothed the wrinkles on her collar, turned and left without even saying good night.

Zhibao stood at the door, watching his back until he disappeared.

She let out a long breath.The sadness in my heart was overwhelming.She walked into the house silently, sat in front of the piano, and played the dull piano accompaniment of "The Bell" over and over again tirelessly.

The way they looked in their gowns during the day still lingers in my mind.

I've never stepped foot on the red carpet yet, and my heart is so uncomfortable.To really watch them swear an oath in front of the priest, it might be difficult to say the least.Shiho thought to himself mockingly.

The chord in the hand was wrongly pronounced, and the discordant sound came out, which was a little harsh.

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