After solving the case.

It is obviously Christmas, but this incident makes people feel heavy, both because of the fragility of life and because of the miss between the deceased and the murderer.

"Things like feelings are really elusive." Yuanzi sighed.

"Yes, the matter between Mr. Tatsuya and Miss Mari is indeed regrettable." Xiaolan shook her head and then looked at her with a smile, "It's just that happiness is something that needs to be felt so that she won't miss it."

"Hey?" Yuanzi was surprised, "Is it because of that stinky detective? Why do I feel like you can't hide your happiness?"

"Is there any?" Xiaolan pursed her lips, her joyful smile could not be hidden, and the corners of her mouth might be happiness.

Chen Yue had never met Shinichi Kudo, but he had just heard of his reasoning process.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but he just noticed that he didn't see Conan at that time.

"I can make Xiaolan like it and wait for it. I guess that Kudo is a very good person, right?" Chen Xing said.

Yuanzi glanced at him and looked surprised. It would be fine if this guy spoke up on his own initiative, but would he even become curious about others?

And, ask Xiaolan?

She subconsciously thought in her heart, could this guy be, actually the person she cared about is Xiaolan, right?

It’s not that Yuanzi thought too much. In fact, she and Xiaolan were walking together before, and ninety percent of the time they met were for Xiaolan.

It is undeniable that Xiaolan has this attraction. Whether it is a boy or a girl, she is like a ray of sunshine that can shine into people's hearts. Perhaps no one doesn't like her.

Yuanzi consciously compared the two, but she was defeated. Even if Chen Xing made a choice, she didn't feel that she had any advantages.

The young lady here was sad because of her brain, but Conan on the other side was so happy that the corner of her mouth was about to grin in her ears.

His charm is indeed so great that he has not appeared yet. He just made a case reasoning, which convinced Tu Fangchenxing.

Speaking of which, it was really a great thing to hear people with a cold personality praise him. Conan was a little drifty when he walked.

Then the back of his neck was suddenly pulled, and the lonely voice that he had "submitted" came from the top of his head, "Look at the road."

Conan smiled embarrassedly and avoided the trash can in front of him.

He tidied up his collar and felt inexplicably hot, but then he thought, it was Conan who almost embarrassed just now. What's the matter with me, Shinichi Kudo?

Thinking of this, he felt comfortable.

...

Then Chen Xing said, Conan said frankly: "Of course, the new brother is the most powerful. He is smart and handsome, and he can't compare to others."

"I said, "You boy, what's the benefit of taking that guy? He actually said such things against his will?" Yuanzi snorted.

"No." Conan pouted, raised his hand and pulled Xiaolan's corner of his clothes, "Sister Xiaolan, do you think so too?"

Xiaolan's face turned red, "Ah, this..."

"Don't you always say he is an arrogant maniac?" Yuanzi finished the attack.

"It's not the case, he's still... very good." Xiaolan pulled the hair around her ears and rubbed it softly into the wind.

Seeing her eyes dodging and smiling, Conan felt soft and soft, and the gentleness in his eyes seemed to be about to overflow the lights on the street.

Chen Xing looked at him and then at Ran Maori. It was supposed to be inconsistent for the two to walk together, but at this time he felt a sense of death.

Just like, it is not a child who walks hand in hand with Ran Mori.

His eyes suddenly became stunned, and a thought that was too surprising flashed through his mind.

"What's wrong with you?" Yuanzi looked at him staring at Xiaolan and deliberately hit his shoulder.

"Nothing." Chen Xing shook his head and forgot that somewhat unrealistic idea.

Several people were separated at the intersection.

Seeing Ran Mori walking away with Conan's hand, Yuanzi sighed inexplicably, "Sometimes, I really envy Xiaolan."

"What?" Chen Xing said subconsciously.

Yuanzi shook her head, of course such words could not be said.

The two walked along the long street, with bright street lights and pedestrians talking and laughing.

Suzuki's car followed far behind.

No one spoke, as if they had their own thoughts, or as if they were enjoying the tranquility of the two of them because of some tacit understanding.

Yuanzi secretly glanced at the person beside her, bit her lower lip, her eyes floating around, and the restless palm was a little larger when it swung, as if she wanted to test something.

She had never been so nervous for a moment, her heart was pounding, and her palms were covered with sweat.

Perhaps because she was stimulated by the missed love tonight, or because the beer she had drunk before was blown up by the wind, she suddenly wanted to be brave.

I am a reckless man, so I will fight hard! Yuanzi's eyes are ruthless and his heart is stolen, and he will be tough.

"Did you catch a cold?" Suddenly, she heard a sound that was obviously caring but was very damaging to the scenery at this time.

"Ah?" Yuanzi was stunned.

"Are it cold?" Chen Xing looked at her blushing face and ears, frowned, took off her coat, leaned over slightly, wrapped around her legs like she had done it countless times before.

"The air is cold, go back." He said.

Yuanzi's expression was a little innocent, her eyes were wet, as if it was stained with fog. She just looked at Chen Xing like this, and she didn't believe that he couldn't feel it.

Chen Xing's eyes were always low, and his eyelashes like a fan drooped two shadows, covering all his charm.

Yuanzi felt a little nervous, and was weak and depressed.

Whoosh, bang!

The short sound broke the solemn atmosphere that was so heavy that it was breathable. Not far away, after a sharp whistle, fireworks bloomed in the sky, and colorful colors came into view.

The pedestrians stopped and the fireworks bloomed in succession, illuminating the night sky, and countless light spots scattered, like stars in the sky broken by their hearts.

Yuanzi sniffed and smiled, "It's really a bit cold."

Chen Xing said 'yes'.

"Are you going home tonight?" Yuanzi asked.

She was talking about going back to Suzuki's house.

"It's too late." Chen Xing replied.

Yuanzi pursed her lips, "Speaking of it, I haven't prepared Christmas gifts for you yet."

"I forgot, too." Chen Xing said embarrassedly.

Yuanzi looked at him for a moment, then suddenly smiled and patted his arm, "Just kidding, how could I miss your gift?"

As she said that, she unbuttoned the bag and took out a paper bag with exquisite packaging from it.

"Here, I'll give it to you." Yuanzi handed it over.

The wind blew, the hair blew, the red eyes and the paleness on the face with a slightly lost blood color.

Chen Xing took it silently, and there was a red scarf inside.

"This is not something I knitted. I don't have Xiaolan's skills." Yuanzi said with a smile, "Don't dislike it."

"No." Chen Xing said softly.

"Then...I'll go back first?" Yuanzi said.

"Be careful on the road." Chen Xing nodded.

Yuanzi nodded, pursed her lip line, held her hands behind her back, took a few steps back, and then turned around and drove over to the car.

She almost squeezed the coat covering her legs tightly, as if his body temperature was still remaining on it. In this night, it seemed that it was the only warmth.

She felt that she could hold on if she held tightly, and the same would be true in the future.

The car drove away and the fireworks continued.

Chen Xing hand-written it in his pocket, tilted his head, and the light and shadow in his eyes were floating, and he didn't look back.

He should have understood something, the girl's thoughts or her own inner touch.

But somehow, at some point another figure suddenly appeared. She seemed to be going further and further away, and his heart was so frustrated that he even had to breathe shorter.
Chapter completed!