Conan's winery play house

The man with long black hair said they were similar, but he didn't say they were similar to anything.

At certain times, Miyamoto Aito will show strong curiosity. Of course, when he should be calm, he will know nothing and be curious about nothing.

But it is obvious that Lai Yin does not need him to act as if nothing happened, but needs someone to be responsible for supporting him.

So Aito asked very cooperatively.

"What does it look like?" The expression on his face was perfect, only pure curiosity and confusion.

Lai Yin looked at him intently, then raised the corners of his mouth.

"No, it's nothing." His voice was lazy, and his eyebrows were unconcerned, as if he had never said anything before.

But he did know that he couldn't just make a wish with Avicril.

I asked Avicril to take me out of here before, but unknowingly... what price did I pay to him?

Is it love?

It sounds like I was really weird for a while.

His mind was filled with Aiwe Lier, and it was as if... he was completely in love with him.

However, I didn't feel anything was wrong at the time, and became...blind and obsessed with everything involving Avicril.

Stupid is like having your brain eaten by a dog.

Thinking about it like this, it's a bit scary to actually be able to make yourself fall in love with the other person, Avicril...

But even so...

Lai Yin lowered his eyes to cover the boiling thoughts in his eyes.

Aito just sat there quietly, but changed his sitting posture.

Since Brother Lai Yin said it was nothing, he stopped asking.

But what is Brother Lai Yin thinking about now?

Ever since he learned that he can feel other people's emotions, but cannot understand the more complicated ones, the other person's emotions have always been very complicated, like a ball of thread that cannot be untangled.

"Ivey..." The man with long black hair raised his eyes and looked at him again.

Aito heard the other person's sigh and the smile in his eyes.

Sighing should be a sign of helplessness and annoyance, but it appears together with a smile.

Can't understand.

"I'm here." The boy with white hair and blue eyes responded to the other party.

It seemed that whenever and wherever someone called his name or codename, he would always respond.

Lai Yin slowly stood up and approached him.

Put your head towards him.

Maybe give him a kiss? Or something else?

Aito showed an expectant expression and sat motionless, waiting.

Until the next moment, the world in his eyes was spinning, and his eyes were covered with a layer of black hair.

Black hair that almost blends in with its surroundings.

It was cold, lifeless, and the ghost-like soul was almost stuck to him.

Lai Yin's soul has no temperature or heartbeat, and he exists like a lonely ghost.

Miyamoto Aito's soul is like a human body, with body temperature and a heartbeat.

Except for injuries, there will be no bleeding.

Lai Yin raised his head from the young man's neck and sighed with a little pity.

"If it were a real body, I could bite open your carotid artery."

Then people die from excessive blood loss.

But just now he bit it without any restraint, but he didn't even leave a trace.

Once again proved that he cannot kill the opponent in this space.

You can't even eat the other person's soul.

"So you just planned to bite me to death?" Aito asked thoughtfully.

Even after knowing this, he didn't see any anger in his eyes.

"No, it's just to verify one thing." Lai Yin stepped back and sat down.

"You know I want to kill you, right?" he asked.

"I don't know, I thought you wanted to give me a kiss." Aito shook his head.

My mother did the same thing at the time.

The mood is obviously not much different from that of brother Lai Yin.

kiss?

Lai Yin smiled noncommittally.

"Then what do you think my current mood means?" He looked at the young man expectantly.

Aito sat up and touched his neck, but found nothing.

It would also be good if Brother Lai Yin could leave a mark on him.

He blinked and observed Lai Yin carefully.

"Most of it is murderous intent, and a little bit...like? The rest is...expectation, curiosity, desire, fear...?" He analyzed the composition of Lai Yin's emotions at this moment bit by bit.

What do these combinations mean?

For Miyamoto Aito, this means love.

"Brother Lai Yin, you love me." He said to Lai Yin seriously.

"Cough cough cough -" Lai Yin was choked, he covered his face and turned his head to the side and coughed a few times.

His murderous intention is so clear, Ai Vikriel can still think of it as love...

It was the same before, when he was clearly thinking about how to kill and imprison Avicril, but Avicril still regarded this as love.

Is there something wrong with the way the other person feels love?

This ability, which can be called seeing through people's hearts, was completely wasted on the other party.

Distorted cognition and the inability to experience normal emotions are meaningless to Avicril. Not only is it meaningless, it will even aggravate Avicril's distortion.

But that's not important.

Lai Yin even thought that Avicril was very interesting.

"Okay, you've discovered all this." He felt helpless, as if the secret of loving each other that he had tried so hard to hide had been discovered.

lie.

Aito gave his judgment.

But it doesn't matter, since the other party said so, it's enough.

He stood up and walked to Lai Yin, giving him a firm hug.

"I will let brother Lai Yin go out, have a body and move freely like brother Bourbon..." He held Lai Yin's cheek in his hands and promised seriously.

This is hope.

He is giving Lai Yin hope.

Lai Yin was stunned for a moment.

"We have to do it as soon as possible." He said with a smile that seemed disapproving, and reached out to pinch the young man's face.

"Want to listen to a lullaby? Come on, brother Yin, it's been a long time since you slept."

"Do you still provide sleep-inducing services? Well, let's give it a try."

Lai Yin lay naturally on the ground and let the young man sitting next to him coax him to sleep.

The soft and ethereal singing slowly sounded, without accompaniment but still pleasant enough.

But it's not like any language in the world, and I can't understand the meaning at all.

But it seemed like I saw the vast sky and reached the line between sea and sky.

White seagulls came and went without a trace in the sky.

Lai Yin's mind slowly lost consciousness.

"Good night, have sweet dreams." Aito stopped singing and lowered his head to kiss the man's forehead.

Listen to his lullaby to fall asleep. He doesn't care whether the other person can still fall asleep without his lullaby in the future.

Being inseparable from the lullaby also means being inseparable from him.

…

In Ireland's room, Aito opened his eyes, looked at the light coming through the curtains outside the window, turned over and got into Ireland's arms.

He was patted on the shoulder reassuringly.

"Good morning."