Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

Chapter 1. Routine waking up

"If it can destroy you..."

Looking up, looking at the [-]-meter-high sky, there were two figures there, and there seemed to be a fight.

"For the benefit of the public, even if they all die together, I am willing to accept this ending."

Xiaolan stood on the lake, looking up at the shadow in the waterfall above, where the two wrestled.

Is this a dream?

Stepping on the water waves, like a fairy on the lake, swaying gently, towards the direction of the waterfall.

The waterfall sprinkled from a high altitude, the water curtain falling down, resounded through the huge sound, covering the sound other than the sound of the water, and the water mist aroused made people unable to see clearly.

The man who fell could not be seen clearly.

Xiaolan raised her head and looked at the figure still on the waterfall, 'he' was still there, not moving.

He is also looking at the person who fell, confirming that this is a real fall and will not reappear.

"You should save that person."

Kindness surged up in her heart, and the moment she made up her mind, Xiaolan felt the traction, moved towards the person who fell from the waterfall, and merged into the water.

With the help of the swaying waves, he quickly came to the area where the man in the water was.

For some reason, the man was smiling.

Isn't quarreling supposed to be an expression of anger?

Why is this person still able to smile and seem to contain the tenderness and contentment of the whole world.

He didn't struggle, just sank slowly like this...

Approaching again, Xiaolan really came in front of the boy, but the boy maintained the happiest expression while suffocating, his lips moved slightly, spit out the only air, and was instantly submerged by the lake.

There is no desire to survive at any time.

The water splashed his hair, and a very obvious dull hair swayed in the middle, following the will of the subject to 'accept' such an ending.

"Do you need my help?"

I feel that this boy is so familiar, it seems that he once appeared in a certain memory of my own, very faint, as if buried in the depths of life, like an accompanying shadow.

The boy shook his head, the soft eyeliner compatible with water was hidden in the depths of the dark blue pupils.

The last action is just to reach out...

It seems that wanting to catch the last light, the holy light of the sun...is also like saying goodbye to the holy light.

Xiaolan once again had an idea.

Want to come forward!

......

"Sir!"

The call that cut through the morning, startled the black cat in the corridor to tremble slightly, and hurriedly fled.

Lan's house, Lan's bedroom.

Her whole body was like a person pulled out of a sauna room, her head was covered with sweat, and her whole body was gushing with heat, her lower body was still under the heavy quilt, Xiaolan was sitting on the bed.

Waiting for the big eyes, staring blankly at the wall panel in front of him, there is still fear in the eyes that has not been relieved.

In the dream, at the last moment, I approached the boy and observed his face...

Well, I dreamed that my brother died again.

I covered my forehead with my hand, and my whole head hurt like a cramp. I kept repeating the scene in my dream, falling into the waterfall.

But dreams are like this, the more you recall, the thinner it becomes.

In the end, it vanished into thin air, and you can't recall any details.

Xiaolan turned her head to look out of the window, the first ray of sunshine in the morning had already finished pouring out, and the vermilion allure took people's vision away.

Look at the red mobile phone on the bed.

Originally, I planned to call Shinichi to buy a new mobile phone, because the opposite of the first sequence was Kudo Shinichi, and the second was Suzuki Sonoko.

In the end, but before the competition, the younger brother gave himself a new mobile phone as a gift for the karate winner.

Mao Lilan didn't need to bother Xinyi who was busy with work, nor did she need to drag her roommate's garden.

Open the flip cover and look at the time on the screen.

Sunday, eight o'clock in the morning.

Today, I have a date with Xinyi, the location is Dorobeka Paradise, and the date time is ten o'clock in the morning.

It's too early...

For some reason, this sentence came to Xiaolan's mind.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his body felt tired, probably because he spent too much time shopping yesterday.