[Conan] Scenery and Light and Wine

"You followed me two blocks, sir."

Shu Lang stopped at the corner of the street, turned a little sideways, and suddenly spoke.

"It was discovered by you."

The man following him was a man who appeared to be in his 20s, maybe 30?Shu Lang couldn't judge too clearly.

The man was wearing sweatpants and a hooded sweater, with the hood pulled down to cover half of his face, revealing a stubbled chin and smiling lips.

"You are a foreigner." Shu Lang squinted his eyes to look at the other person's figure and appearance, and judged from his accent, "Asian? Chinese? Korean? Oh...Japanese..."

"Is it that obvious?"

The man admitted it bluntly, and pulled off his hood to reveal a handsome face.His eye shape is very characteristic, the end of his eyes is picked up, if he doesn't smile, he should be very sharp.But now he is smiling, and he looks very sly.

Shu Lang looked directly into those blue and purple eyes, a little defensive.

Just now he realized that he was being followed on the way, which is not a rare thing.

Whether it is official or official, there are not a few people who want to stare at themselves.But almost no one can follow him for more than 10 minutes.

But this person insisted on following him for half an hour and still hasn't been thrown off by him.

This is very unreasonable, he seems to know which way he will go and which angle he will choose to avoid.

Whenever I think I can get rid of him, I will find that this person has followed up inexplicably.

"You didn't hide it at all, did you?"

Shu Lang was expressionless, and put on a negotiating posture: "Tell me, what do you want to do with me?"

Being so difficult to deal with, yet not showing any aggressiveness towards him, could only mean that she had something to do with him.If you can't hide, you can only listen. If it's too troublesome, just leave it to Mikhail.

"Hmm... want to buy you tea?"

The man slowly said a request that was beyond Shu Lang's expectations.

"Bring me tea?" Shu Lang repeated the request, sneered, and felt that this person was ridiculously hypocritical, "I don't think we can be regarded as friends, but if you want to talk, it's better to buy me a drink."

"Let's not talk about whether you can drink." The man also smiled, but unlike Shu Lang's sarcasm, his smile was broad, "You are still a child."

Shu Lang was silent for a moment, and didn't say anything about the man saying that he was a child.After a while, he nodded and motioned for the other party to lead the way.

"Sorry, I don't know much about this place, do you have a favorite tea restaurant?"

Again beyond Shu Lang's expectation, this man gave Shu Lang the right to choose.He seemed to have no malice, just quietly waiting for Shu Lang to make a decision.

"Come with me."

The man in the hooded sweater, that is, Zhu Fu Jingguang, was glad that he took his lover's wallet before going out.

The rainy weather lasted for a week in Tokyo. Shu Lang, the 34-year-old one, was in a bad mood visible to the naked eye, and even learned to stay in bed.

Zhu Fu Jingguang took advantage of his vacation to stay with him as a mansion for two days, and it was not until this afternoon that he had to go out to buy some fresh ingredients.

Before he went out, he didn't look carefully, but just took a wallet from the locker in the entrance, and after putting it in his pocket, he felt a little heavy, so he realized that it should be Shu Lang's.

Shuran has a habit of keeping a lot of cash in his wallet, and Muraviev-Amursky and Fukuzawa Yukichi are crowded cheek to cheek in his wallet.

Who knows why he has so many rubles in his wallet even though he has been back to Japan for more than a year.

But thanks to this good habit, after Zhu Fu Jingguang stepped into Moscow on the road in Tokyo, he was not reduced to a pauper, and he could still have money to treat Xiao Shulang, who looked absolutely no more than 20 years old, to eat. refreshments.

"I ordered more scones and dried cheese. It's not too sweet. You can drink it with tea."

The habit of drinking tea in Russia is different from the habit of pure drinking and hospitality in the Asian cultural circle, but it is closer to the British afternoon tea.

Desserts and pastries are piled up on the disc, and each one is more delicious than the other.

"You seem to know me very well, but I'm sure I don't know you." Shu Lang raised his vigilance again because of his words, looking straight at him with familiar gray eyes behind the lenses, and asked very bluntly, "Who sent you?" here?"

I didn't expect my lover to have such a style when I was a child. Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't hold back and laughed: "Just looking at you, I think you don't like too sweet food. If you don't know me, I can't invite you to drink tea." Yet?"

"Even a child wouldn't believe that the pie fell from the sky." Shu Lang followed Zhu Fu Jingguang's previous words that he was a child, stared at Zhu Fu Jingguang for a while, and confirmed that this person seemed to be really something. He had no idea, so he frowned and took a sip from his teacup, "If you don't want to say it, forget it."

"It's not that I don't want to tell you."

Zhu Fu Jingguang took a piece of scone filled with raisins and almonds, his attitude was very relaxed, and his tone was casual and sincere: "I just think you are a bit like a friend of mine when I was young. How amazing it is to meet such a person in a foreign country."

"Hmph..." Shu Lang sneered, obviously not believing it.He didn't touch the snacks on the table, and the tea just touched his lips symbolically, "I'm leaving for nothing else, are you following me just to waste my time?"

"You are still so young, you have a lot of time to waste, why don't you sit down for a while?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled and held his face.Shu Lang at this age is really interesting, he speaks politely but sharply, he is obviously impatient but resists the temptation, so he can't help but want to tease him.

"There's no need to talk nonsense." Shu Lang's face darkened because of Zhu Fu Jingguang's words, he pushed the tea cup out, stood up and expressed his intention, "Remember to pay the bill, although I don't like it, but thank you for treating me to a drink in the afternoon." Tea."

"Hahaha, good good."

Zhu Fu Jingguang really couldn't hold it back, he covered his face and smiled, he took out his wallet while laughing, left two large denomination bills in the bill folder, and then spread his hands to Shu Lang, expressing that he had done what he promised.

"you……"

But Shu Lang frowned at him, or rather at the wallet in his hand.Zhu Fu Jingguang followed his gaze and found that he was looking at the photo of himself and Shu Lang in his wallet.

"Does Mikhail have any other illegitimate children?" Shu Lang narrowed his eyes and observed the photo carefully. Seeing that Zhu Fu Jingguang did not intend to refuse, he raised his gaze to observe him again.

"No, the age is not right."

Shu Lang was surprised by this discovery, he sat back down again, and stretched out his hand to Zhu Fu Jingguang: "Can you show me that photo?"

"Give……"

Zhu Fu Jingguang cooperated quite well, took out the photo from his wallet and put it in Shu Lang's hand.

That photo was taken with a coin-operated camera on the street before they returned to Japan from Russia. Shu Lang stood in front of him expressionlessly, and Zhu Fu Jingguang hid behind him showing half of his face. Ear gestures play tricks.

The somewhat fuzzy picture quality just fit the film pixels of 15 years ago, so Xiao Shulang in the past did not see any problems with the photo itself, but only confirmed that he was indeed similar to the person in the photo.

"Is that why you followed me?"

Shu Lang stared at the photo for a while, then returned it to Zhu Fu Jingguang, hesitated for a while, did not ask to leave, but asked Zhu Fu Jingguang.

"Yeah..." Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded generously, "Didn't I say it, you are very similar to my friend when I was young."

"Not a friend?" Shu Lang stared at Zhu Fu Jingguang to judge his expression, although it was a question, he said it with certainty, "Why would a friend put a group photo in his wallet, or does this look very ordinary, No commemorative photos."

In fact, it was not his wallet, Zhu Fu Jingguang was a little embarrassed.He didn't know why his lover chose this photo to put in his wallet.But regarding Shu Lang's question, he thought for a while and asked, "Then what do you think we are related to?"

"You...you like men?"

Shu Lang hesitated for a moment, and asked expressionlessly.

"I don't think I like men."

Zhu Fu Jingguang thought for a while and replied.After all, before meeting Shu Lang, although he had never had a relationship with a woman, when he mentioned the topic of love or marriage, his first reaction was always the opposite sex.

"Oh, then it's really not a friendship." Shu Lang always makes people wonder whether he is dull or sharp. He seems to have a little interest in this man who is very similar to him, and asks deeply: "Are you Japanese, what about him?"

"It's Japanese, too."

Out of various considerations and Shu Lang's own wishes, he was finally naturalized in Japan under the operation of the Japanese public security.

"Oh..." Shu Lang lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, and said to Zhu Fu Jingguang in Japanese, "I actually have a little Japanese blood."

It turned out that Shu Lang had learned to speak Japanese so early.Zhu Fu Jingguang was a little surprised. Although the young man opposite spoke very slowly, his pronunciation and words were very accurate.

"What do you want to say?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang cooperated and also changed Japanese. Based on his understanding of his lover, he intuitively felt that the person opposite must have something to say.

Although the one on the opposite side is quite different from the one in his memory, there is always something to refer to.

Shu Lang never does things without a purpose, he suddenly became interested, and suddenly brought up the matter of blood, he must have thought about something.

"That person is me, right?" Shu Lang said something that surprised Zhu Fujingguang. Years later, my signature is on the metal part of the wallet, and the date is printed on the corner of the photo. There are too many holes in your body, and you have never covered it up. You look at the eyes of the person in the photo when you look at me. Exactly the same."

"who are you?"

Can this be seen too?Do normal people think this way?

Zhu Fu Jingguang blinked in surprise, although he did, as Shu Lang said, never hide his abnormality at all.But generally, no one thinks that they have met someone from the future...

"I am Shulan Krasnodar's lover, with whom I am spending my whole life."

He smiled and didn't deny it. Instead, he revealed his identity without any concealment—the identity that Shu Lang might want to know.

Shulan Krasnodar, who is him and who is not him, has a relationship with the man in front of him for a lifetime.

Sounds like a ridiculous joke.

"I can't like men."

After a long time, Shu Lang slowly considered his words and said, he stared at Zhu Fu Jingguang, as if trying to see through his soul.

"Well...then this question is not for me to consider."

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled and said very cunningly.

"Leave the photo for you?"

Seeing that Shu Lang's eyes remained on the group photo, Zhu Fu Jingguang swayed the photo in front of his eyes and asked him briskly.

"No... I don't need that kind of thing."

Shu Lang didn't hesitate much, and simply rejected Zhu Fu Jingguang's proposal.Instead, he took the two banknotes that Zhu Fu Jingguang had clipped on the bill folder, and took out his wallet to settle the bill.

"You won't be my future." Shu Lang lowered his eyes, said calmly and firmly, "I don't know what happened between you and that person, but I know, I don't need you."

After saying this, the young Shu Lang got up and left without hesitation.Zhu Fu Jingguang was slightly stunned and did not follow.

After a while, he also disappeared in this tea restaurant.But it didn't go out, but disappeared instantly like a palm smoothing the sand.

He was back on the streets of Tokyo.

"Wow……"

Zhu Fu Jingguang subconsciously felt that he was having a daydream, he took out Shu Lang's wallet in his trouser pocket, opened it and took a look.

In addition to a stack of banknotes for daily use, two rubles with a face value of 5000 yuan were placed in another compartment at some point with a familiar number.

The two bills looked old, but they were in good condition, tucked neatly into the compartment of the wallet.

Zhu Fu Jingguang blinked and suddenly laughed.

"Didn't it say it wouldn't be your future?"

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