[Conan] Scenery and Light and Wine

The question Ke Ya asked was too sudden, Zhu Fu Jingguang subconsciously showed an impeccable smile and pretended that he didn't hear clearly: "Huh?"

Ke Ya looked at him, as if she understood something, and didn't continue to ask.Just shaking his head, he picked up the sandwich on the plate and ate it.

He didn't eat at Leningrad Station, and took the high-speed train for another four and a half hours on the return journey. He was really hungry.

Seeing Keya's plain reaction, Zhu Fujingguang was filled with various thoughts in his heart, turned his back to Keya and let go of his expression, and he couldn't help but slow down the action of tidying up the cooking table.

Accidents happen when your mind wanders.Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't pay attention when cleaning the kitchen knife, and touched it with his hand against the direction of the blade.

The sharp blade that cut the fish as smooth as butter mercilessly left a wound on Zhu Fu Jingguang's hand. He didn't react for a while, until the wound was washed out by the water, and he let out a dull cry of pain.

Ke Ya realized that something was wrong and immediately came over to check the situation. She frowned at the scene of Zhu Fu Jingguang's bloody hands. She quickly turned off the water and pulled Zhu Fu Jingguang's hand out for observation.

"It's okay... just scratched."

Zhu Fu Jingguang was inexplicably guilty, so he had to try his best to explain the situation.Ke Ya ignored his explanation, took off his shirt a few times, folded it up and placed it under Zhu Fu Jingguang's hands, held his hand and led him to sit at the table, and said with a sullen face, "I'm going to get the medical kit."

Indeed, as Zhu Fu Jingguang said, it was just a small wound of less than 5 cm, and it was not deep.

It's just that the bleeding volume is relatively large because it is scratched at the base of the palm, which looks a bit scary.

Ke Ya wiped it several times with an alcohol cotton ball, then pasted gauze covered with hemostatic medicine, and firmly fixed it on her hand with tape.

Treat this small wound that is not a big problem if it is left alone as a problem of disembowelling.

Zhu Fu Jingguang did not refuse either.He watched Keya lower his head and concentrate on treating his wound, and sighed: "Is that right..."

"Don't apologize to me."

Ke Ya coldly interrupted Zhu Fu Jingguang's unfinished apology, wiped off the blood on Zhu Fu Jingguang's hands with alcohol cotton, and Ping Zhe's voice sounded a little lower: "Don't get wet these days. , I come every day to cook for you and change your medicine."

"Oh……"

Zhu Fu Jingguang blinked, instinctively feeling something was wrong, he softened his voice, trying to coax Keya: "Don't be angry, huh?"

"I'm not angry." Ke Ya looked up at Zhu Fu Jingguang's blue eyes, with his usual expressionless expression on his face, unable to tell the truth from what he said.

"I'm not angry." He repeated, the gray eyes behind the glasses drooping and then raised again, "I'm a little helpless if I have to say it, but not to the point of being angry."

This is not just angry.

"You never have to apologize to me, just do what you want." Ke Ya rubbed Zhu Fu Jingguang's cold fingers due to soaking in water and blood loss, and said in a very flat tone: "Just tell me what you want , I will try my best to achieve it for you."

He really knew Zero's identity.

The question just now was not a test, but a confirmation to him.

Zhu Fujingguang pursed his lower lip. He had no idea what happened to Keya and Bourbon during their missions, and why Keya suddenly saw his identity as an undercover agent.

It is fatal for the public security police to expose their undercover identities.Zhu Fu Jingguang himself is a lesson from the past, he did survive because of Ke Ya's feelings.But no one can say whether this way of surviving is good or bad.

Whether it is due to professional ethics or emotional factors, it is impossible for Zhu Fujingguang to tell Keya Boben's true identity.When asked, he will subconsciously avoid and deny.

Zhu Fu Jingguang moved his lips, but he couldn't say anything. If Keya was angry because of this incident, then he really wouldn't apologize.

The two fell into silence for different reasons. In the end, Ke Ya took the initiative to break the gloomy atmosphere. He gave Zhu Fu Jingguang a hug, kissed him lightly on the top of his head, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to change my clothes."

Keya brought a few clothes in her suitcase for a change of clothes.The original seven-day itinerary ended in three days, and the clothes I brought out were still unworn, which happened to come in handy.

Looking at Ke Ya's back, Zhu Fu Jingguang hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you angry because I kept it from you?"

In any case, Keya is indeed the only "outside" he can touch in this situation.

He didn't want the relationship between himself and Keya to become rigid, at least for now, he was indeed dependent on Keya for survival.

Ke Ya, who was buttoning up his buttons, glanced at him upon hearing this, with a puzzled expression on his face, as if wondering why he would think so.

He explained lightly: "No. It is impossible to hide everything from one person to another, and I also have something to hide from you."

He fastened the buttons, adjusted the cuffs and neckline, and looked serious and serious again.

But Zhu Fu Jingguang inexplicably felt that he didn't like Keya who was used to seeing him like this. He impulsively walked over and loosened Keya's collar, grabbed his collar and raised his head to stare into Keya's eyes, and said seriously: "Tell me Why are you unhappy, or do you want me not to ask?"

"Jing Guang..."

Ke Ya called his name, Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded in response, waiting for Ke Ya's answer.

"Did I do anything to make you happy?"

Hearing Keya's question, Zhu Fu Jingguang subconsciously looked down at the chain on his ankle, nodded and shook his head under Keya's gloomy gaze.

"What you brought to me is a very special life. I can't describe it as happy or unhappy."

Zhu Fujingguang tried his best to use words carefully, trying to describe his feelings objectively: "Sometimes I feel very relaxed, I don't have to think about anything, and you will prepare everything for me. Sometimes I feel very scared, but that It's your responsibility, it's none of your business."

He stroked Keya's hair and smiled helplessly: "To be honest, at least I'm not happy right now."

"The responsibility lies..." Keya chewed on this phrase, the expression on her face fluctuated slightly, which was somewhat indescribable.

"What on earth do you think of me?"

"I do not know."

Zhu Fu Jingguang chose to be honest with difficulty.

How did he think of Ke Ya?

friend?Who would spend days and nights with friends in bed?The relationship between him and Ke Ya has been knowingly out of bounds from the very beginning, and he has not been able to stay in the circle of friends for too long.

lover?Maybe.But whose lover would lock people in the basement like Keya, responding to requests but never mentioning freedom.

There is no way for Kaya to be positioned by a relationship recognized by the general public in a universal concept.

There is no way to say love, and it is too frivolous to say like.There is no disgust but some hatred is mixed in, saying that he hates it, but holding on to him and not wanting to let go.

He doesn't recognize him, but trusts him.Reject him, but keep him.Use him, but don't want to hurt him.

Who can tell Zhu Fu Jingguang how to define such a relationship?

"Do not you trust me?"

Ke Ya's tone sounded a little hurt, Zhu Fu Jingguang opened his mouth to refute, but Ke Ya didn't give him a chance: "I promised you, as long as I have, I can give you anything."

The old words were repeated but the tone was not the same as before, but Arden paused and continued: "You don't need to do anything, and I will give it to you. Because I love you like this, so I hope to make you happy all the time. "

Ke Ya stared at Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes and forced a smile.He looked like he was imitating Zhu Fu Jingguang, but the effect was neither fish nor fowl.

"I don't want to see you come close to me, kiss me, or even have sex with me, enduring your unhappiness for the sake of your duty."

Ke Ya was almost gnashing her teeth and said, "I don't mind if you use me, but you can't, you can't show your feelings for me and distrust me at the same time."

Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned when he heard the words, and then suddenly became angry.

"Who do you take me for!"

He stretched out his hand to grab Ke Ya's collar, his blue eyes sparkled with anger, and the corners of his upturned eyes drew sharp arcs, and he looked straight at Ke Ya: "A prostitute in the name of the country!"

"You're obviously not happy with me!" Ke Ya growled at him like a naughty child, "If you're not happy, why do you take the initiative to tease me!"

He spit out the words that had been turned in his mind but didn't take it seriously, and used it as a sharp knife to hurt Zhu Fu Jingguang and himself, "As long as it is a valuable target for your undercover mission, even if it is me, there is nothing wrong with it." Forgiveness can also seduce rotten people. Zhu Fu Jingguang, are you in the wrong?"

Bang!

Ke Ya was punched hard by Zhu Fu Jingguang in the face.Ke Ya, who was beaten, didn't respond, but Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was beaten, had red eyes and trembling lips, as if he was about to cry.

"Do you want to listen to what you are saying?" Zhu Fu Jingguang was still trying his best to maintain his rationality, but his voice was still trembling uncontrollably. He asked the question just now again: "What do you think I am?" who?"

Who did he take Zhu Fu Jingguang as, this question Ke Ya himself could not answer.

The answer he thought he could say easily has become a joke in today's situation.

His light, his flower, his hope.

If he really looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang like this, why should he be angry because of the concealment and use of Zhu Fu Jingguang's duty.

Is one offended that a flower hides its roots in the soil and hides them from view?

But he didn't seem to be angry for this reason.What he was angry with was... what?

It was Zhu Fu Jingguang who hurt himself because of that problem.

It was he who refused to ask himself for help.

I can't help him.

He was ashamed of himself for being incompetent, and even more incompetently vented his manic depression on Zhu Fu Jingguang.

He really is a complete rotten person.

Keya wriggled his lips, and tears flowed down without warning. He shed tears silently, and his gloomy gray eyes were soaked into scattered lead sand by the tears.

"I put you...I hope you...love...sorry..."

Seeing Keya like this, Zhu Fu Jingguang suddenly lost the strength to be angry.

He stepped forward to hug Keya, and Keya buried her face in his shoulder, wrapped her waist around his waist and tightened her arms tightly, as if she would never let go.

Ke Ya and Zhu Fu Jingguang started a cold war.

To say the Cold War is not accurate enough.

Zhu Fujingguang's lingering anger still persisted. Although the way he treated Keya didn't change much, the smile that was always on his face disappeared, and his tone of speech was much colder. At first glance, it sounded a bit like Keya.

Ke Ya knew she was wrong, and she still felt that the apology was not enough, and she didn't know how to make up for it, so she surrounded Zhu Fu Jingguang with her arms and legs tied up, eager to show her true love, but she felt cheap and kept it hidden. Don't dare to make a move.

The wound on Zhu Fu Jingguang's hand has healed, and there is no need to change the dressing every day.

Ke Ya measured herself and Zhu Fu Jingguang's stiff relationship with each other for the past two weeks. She sat on the first floor of the shop with the door closed for two hours, then suddenly stood up and went to the basement with her coat.

When he arrived, Zhu Fu Jingguang was taking a bath, and he passed his gaze through the steaming water mist, and didn't look at him again.

Ke Ya didn't feel embarrassed either. He looked at the metal chain hanging by the bathtub and knew that the other end was locked on Zhu Fu Jingguang's ankle. Ke Ya just saw it yesterday, and the bruises pressed by the chain became darker. Some.

Zhu Fu Jingguang picked up a handful of water and washed his face. He had already washed his face, but Ke Ya suddenly appeared, so he didn't really want to go out to face him.So I relaxed my body in the bathtub and decided to soak for another 10 minutes.

Neither of the two people in the room spoke, but Keya lowered her eyes to listen to the sound of rushing water made by Zhu Fu Jingguang, and some uncontrollable images floated in her mind, all of which were their lingering love.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was absent-mindedly touching the water, found that Ke Ya suddenly walked up to him, rolled up his sleeves and groped around the bathtub, found the Glock that Zhu Fu Jingguang had put in before, opened the safety deposit box and stuffed it into Zhu Fujing's bathtub. In Guang's hand, he grabbed his hand and aimed the gun at his heart.

"Sorry……"

Ke Ya put her lips next to Zhu Fu Jingguang's ear, and gave a soft and discouraged apology.Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't make a sound, resting his forehead on Ke Ya's shoulder, he nodded slightly.

The author has something to say:

Modifying the content is an obliteration of grievances

Remind me again and again, a good boy should not imitate Keya.

It's normal to pick out the meat and vegetables in the lunch box, disassemble the three meals and piece them together into two.

sigh……