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Yise Xiangsheng turned his head, his eyes fell on Xiaolan: "Xiaolan?"

"You are Mr. Xiangsheng?!"

Yi Hue Xiang Sheng said: "Yes, what's the problem?" He didn't seem to realize the crux of the problem.

Until Okiya Subaru silently reminded: "Aioi, your face is showing."

Yise Xiangsheng blinked and blinked, he looked down at himself, then at Xiaolan, his eyes widened, he turned his head and ran up: "Please pretend I haven't been here before!"

But it was too late.

Isshiki's running posture stopped, and he turned his head slowly. Xiaolan's hand was on Yishixiangsheng's shoulder at some point, and she smiled kindly and softly: "Mr. Xiangsheng, you look just like Shinichi. .”

"..." Yihuo pursed his lips, and relaxed his shoulders as if giving up on himself, "The voice is also very similar."

Xiaolan kept smiling: "Can I pull your face to see?"

Generally speaking, she would not make such a disrespectful request, but now her brain is being washed by the too intense flow of information, and there is still a little bit of luck in her heart, eager to verify whether everything she sees in front of her is true .

Issei nods.

Xiaolan took a deep breath, retracted the hand that was pressing on Yishisheng's shoulder, raised her hand, slowly raised it up, slowly raised it up, lightly pressed Yishixiangsheng's cheek, and then squeezed hard——

Isshiki began to burst into tears.

It was the kind of expressionless and silent tears.

Xiaolan quickly let go of the hand that was pinching Yishi Xiangsheng's cheek, frantically wanting to apologize: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, Mr. Xiangsheng, are you okay..."

"I'm fine." Isshiki wiped away his tears, "It's just physical tears, it'll be fine if you wipe it off." Then the tears flowed even more fiercely.

His hands were still rubbing the shampooed hair just now, and now he wiped his tears with his hands that still had foam, it's even more strange that the tears didn't flow.

Yihuixiang was stunned for a moment, and wanted to continue wiping. Xiaolan held his wrist in confusion, and all the complicated emotions in her heart were washed away. Okiya Subaru also stepped forward at this time, and handed him the handkerchief.

"Close your eyes, Mr. Xiangsheng." Xiaolan took Yishixiangsheng to the bathroom, she softened her voice, Yihuxiangsheng closed his eyes obediently, Xiaolan helped him wipe them clean, asked his condition from time to time, and waited for Yishi After Xiangsheng was able to open her eyes again, she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled again, "It's fine now."

"The hot water pipe is blocked, I fixed it, and now I can use hot water." Okiya Subaru went to wash his hands near the sink, "Did you go to work at Poirot Cafe in the morning? Why did you stay here? Shampoo in the morning?"

If Yixiangsheng went to work at Poirot Cafe, he wouldn't bump into Xiaolan; even if he stayed at home to wash his hair, if the water heater didn't break, he wouldn't come out of the bathroom.All of this was too coincidental, making Okiya Subaru suspicious.

"Cafe Poirot is on weekend afternoon shift, and the previous APC1 restaurant is open all day on weekends. Mr. Okiya confuses them. I don't go out in the morning to go to work, but to go for a morning jog." The voice of the same color is calm, But the sense of grievance was naturally revealed, "I washed my hair because a child accidentally kicked a football on my head during the morning jog, and it was covered in mud. Mr. Okiya, do you want me to take you to find that child?"

"...No need." Mr. Okiya believed Isshiki's words. He was temporarily confused about the staff schedule of Bolo Cafe, but he was still a little concerned, "Why didn't I hear your voice coming back?"

"It's basic politeness not to make a sound when walking." Isshiki paused for a second, "It's also possible that Mr. Okiya is standing by the window watching the world... Hmm."

Okiya Subaru covered Isshiki's mouth: "Okay, I understand." Then Isshiki raised his head and rubbed a pile of foam on the lower half of his face.

Okiya Subaru: "..."

Yise Xiangsheng struggled and took a few steps forward, and complained in a low voice: "You didn't even tell me Xiaolan was coming, you just thought I wasn't home during the day so you didn't tell me, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have washed my hair Come down, it's rude for a girl to see me like this!"

Okiya Subaru: "...my fault." What Isshiki said was true, he did not tell Isshishi that Xiaolan would routinely help clean Kudo's house on weekends, if he had told, maybe all this would not have happened up.

"Okay, okay." Xiaolan pressed Yishixiangsheng's shoulder and turned him, "Go and wash off the foam and dry your hair, or you'll catch a cold. I'll talk about some things later. There's no rush."

"Xiaolan, your favorability with me has gradually increased." Yishi Xiangsheng said vivid onomatopoeia, which made Xiaolan laugh.

Xiao Ran and Okiya Subaru came out of the bathroom, the door was closed, and the two who remained in the corridor looked at each other.

Okiya Subaru considered how to speak, Xiaolan bent his eyes and said that they can hurry up and clean up first, anyway, their thoughts are very messy now, and they need to do something to calm down, and they will discuss and talk after Yishishengsheng finishes it later Bar.

Okiya Subaru agreed with the suggestion.

They had their own minds, and when they were cleaning with tools, their movements gradually accelerated, and their efficiency was much higher than normal. By the time a color was born, they had already cleaned most of the area.

The three of them were going to talk in the living room.

Isshiki went to make drinks, arranged them on the table one by one, and then sat down next to Okiya Subaru, opposite them was Xiaolan.

The atmosphere is somewhat rigorous.

"Well, how to put it, I don't know what to say..." Xiaolan looked at Yishi Xiangsheng distressedly, "I just want to know why Xiangsheng Jun looks exactly like Xinyi... I remember that Xinyi should not have any twins Brother is right."

It is natural to classify Yihuesheng as the younger brother.

"In addition, I would like to ask a question..." Because there has been a precedent of the murderer having plastic surgery to look like Kudo Shinichi to mislead them to kill, although Xiaolan does not doubt that Isshishisei is also that kind of person, she still asked carefully. , "This face is Aioi-kun's own face, right?"

Isshiki and Subaru Okiya glanced at each other.

Okiya Subaru said: "Aioi is Kudo-kun's distant relative. He just returned to Japan from the United States. He looks like that. I remember a boy named Okita Souji appeared during the school trip before. He and Kudo Jun is not related by blood but looks alike, so it is not surprising that there are people who are related by blood but similar to this degree."

"Is that so?" Xiaolan was skeptical, but quickly convinced herself that Okiya Subaru didn't need to lie to herself in this regard, "but why did Aioi-kun hide his face? Even if he looks exactly the same as Shinichi, it's not necessary Hide it? Besides, Aioi-kun and Shinichi are easy to distinguish!"

"There is no hiding." Although there is indeed, but you can't say that, "This hairstyle is more suitable for me." Yihui Xiangsheng lifted his bangs to reveal his eyes, and he looked at Xiaolan quietly: "It will make me look fierce."

Xiaolan looked at the face of the same color, paused, moved away unnaturally, and really couldn't say such amiable words against her will.

It is indeed fierce.Xiaolan didn't even know that she could make such an expression with Shinichi's face, it really made my heart tremble.

"As for why I didn't tell you these things," Isshiki asked and answered without Xiaolan this time, "you didn't ask me about my relationship with the Kudou family." He paused, and then said: "Of course, ask I won’t say anything, because it will be very troublesome, and my current campus life is very good.”

"Can Xiaolan keep it a secret for me?"

Isshiki showed as much sincerity as possible.

Xiaolan didn't go deep into what the trouble was, because the current situation alone was enough trouble for her. If more people knew about it, it would be difficult to control the development of the matter.

Xiaolan directly agreed: "No problem, I will definitely not say anything."

It was when she saw Yishishengsheng, she might think of Shinichi more often, and the more she wanted to know what Shinichi was going to do.Because of the existence of Isshiki, she felt that she didn't know much about Shinichi. If she wanted to become Mrs. Kudo in the future, she had to work hard to sort out the relationship here...

A blush quietly appeared on Xiaolan's face, and she used juice to cover up her embarrassment. The two people on the opposite side actually saw it. EQ is not low, and they all pretended not to see it.

Next, Okiya Subaru said that he was going to a friend's house, and he had something to go out, and could I hand over the cleaning to Isshiki and Xiaolan.Isshiki and Xiaolan readily agreed, and Isshiki went to the kitchen to get a cherry for Okiya Subaru, saying that it was an apology from the mother of the child who accidentally kicked a football on his head. If Okiya Subaru doesn’t mind This can be given to friends he is about to visit.

Okiya Subaru smiled. He thanked Isshiki, went out, then turned around and went to visit Dr. Ari. Sera Masumi, who was sneaking at the door, blinked and followed behind quietly.

There are intrigues outside Kudo's house, and harmony inside Kudo's house. After solving the problem, Xiaolan gets along with Isshisei as if nothing happened, but some things have changed after all.

Relatives are different from strangers you meet by chance. Isshiki’s information about Kudo Shinichi here suddenly becomes attractive. Xiaolan casually asked about Isshiki and Shinichi’s acquaintance. Isshiki said that he often heard his elders mention Kudo Shinichi, who came to live in Mihua this time, greeted Kudo Yusaku and Kudo Yukiko, and met Kudo Shinichi in a hurry. In fact, he didn't get along much, but he saw many legends of Kudo Shinichi in the newspaper. Aioi has a good impression of Kudo Shinichi and has a high evaluation.