Conan's I'm Really Not Red Fang

Chapter 76 The Moon and Father

The lights in the city are dim, and the moonlight illuminates the road under our feet at night. Walking on the street, the breeze blows in summer, bringing a little chill.

One grid, two grids, four grids...

Thinking that there was no one left or right, Yukishi Yi also let go of her movements, following the layout of the stone bricks under her feet, one after another, trying not to step on any gap.

The appearance of the meter that only children can play does not seem to be inconsistent with her. The trees on both sides are rustling with the wind, and the shadows of the trees are whirling under the street lamps. The back of a single person only adds to the loneliness.

It didn't take long for her to stop this childish behavior, and looked up at the bright moon. The soft moonlight shone on the earth, and there was only silence in the world.

Not remembering where she heard it, Yukishi thought, the moon is lonelier than the sun, and all it sees are people in their dreams.

It also wanted to have fun with the people, so it stayed until the sun was supposed to rise, but the people didn't get up because they thought it was still night.

So when you look up at the sun in the morning, you can vaguely see the lonely moon above the clouds, and it also wants to share the joy of the world with the sun.

Yukimuroi looked at the still busy city outside the park, so would the current moon still miss the tranquility of the past?
Only when you lose it will you realize how much you need it.

Fortunately, just like there are always quiet nights in the world, she still has a small part of her past left behind.

"Countreau said you only ate a little again."

"Ah."

Gin's voice suddenly sounded in the headset she wore when she went out, and she couldn't hear the emotion, and she didn't intend to study his thoughts at the moment.

"Yesterday was my parents' memorial day."

"I told my brother that I won't go this year, but I couldn't hold back yesterday and went to take a look from afar."

She murmured in a low voice, and Gin also listened quietly. He was sitting in the driver's seat, smoke drifted out from the half-opened car window, and a red star in the dim car turned from dark to bright again and again, repeating itself.

"I thought they didn't find me..." Xue Shiyi couldn't tell whether she was more disappointed or more fortunate at the time, "But I still dreamed about them last night."

"I dreamed that my mother hugged me, and the cold liquid flowed down my neck into the collar, and my father touched the top of my head without saying a word."

"But after waking up, I found that, except the liquid was my tears, the rest..."

They all come from Gin.

She smiled lightly, her smile became more relieved, and her tone became relaxed in vain, "Want to pick me up? I'm in the park."

"You cried a lot last night."

Gin's car was parked under the street light, and she could see the lonely figure of Xue Shiyi not far away by turning her head slightly. She raised her head and looked up at the sky, "I'm behind you."

"Really? I don't feel it anymore."

Yukimuro laughed, turned around and saw the familiar Porsche parked by the side of the road.

"I want to see the sea."

Suddenly she said something, and that was exactly what she wanted to do at the moment.

"it is good."

—he agreed.

"Don't keep saying that, it will make me think that no matter what I say, you will agree." Lowering her eyes, Xue Shiyi's heart was inexplicably dissatisfied, and she didn't know what she was dissatisfied with or what she was complaining about.

Treating her so well, I will really surrender...

But in fact they both know each other well, it's just an illusion, she will never surrender to him.

Gin didn't answer, the slight sound of smoking could be heard in the headset bit by bit, and Yukimuro didn't take a step towards him.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

"I will say yes."

Pressing out the cigarette butt in his hand, he replied flatly.

— as long as that is your request.

Almost at the moment when she heard it, Xue Shiyi felt as if her heart had been hit by a heavy hammer, and the pain prompted it to beat violently.

The little deer kept bumping into the wall of his heart, saying "I've been bumping into it for so many years", "I've bumped into this one goal in my life", "It's impolite to keep still!"

The sudden heartbeat is hard to describe in words, Xue Shiyi only remembers that her brain suddenly went blank, even though her reason told herself over and over again that this was just a love story, an innumerable lie, but her feelings made her Involuntarily want to believe his words.

"Don't lie to me."

There was a long silence, so long that a cigarette that had just been lit burned to the end, so long that the moon covered her cheeks shyly, and so long that when she spoke, she only had a dry voice, and only then did Yukimuroi slowly answer.

"...I'll take it seriously."

A lie is like a beautifully packaged candy, which is sweet and tempting, but the heart is a bitter poison, which will kill you if you touch it.

She knew that Gin just wanted to attack when her psychological defense was weak, but the hope that the other party was telling the truth could not dissipate no matter what.

In fact, it cannot be said to be a lie, there is still a part of the truth in it.

"Forget it, let's go."

She exhaled, exhaling these thoughts that should not have appeared, and there was only peace in her heart.

"go home."

Just go on like this now, no matter how greedy you are, you will have nothing.

There was a half window and a co-pilot a few meters away, she seemed to be able to smell his breath, he always had a lingering smell of smoke.

She never told Gin. In fact, the same is true of her father. He is a heavy smoker. Even after many years of persuasion from his mother, he still could not get him to quit.

Every time she hugged him, she always had the illusion that her father was still there, otherwise she wouldn't have chosen to hug him who comforted herself after waking up in the early morning.

Maybe it's not very good to say this, but... At that moment, she really thought her father was back.

The father who likes to make dark desserts, tells her stories, makes faces to make her laugh, quits smoking because he hates the smell of cigarettes, touches her head and says "sorry" before going out for the last time, like Like in a dream.

My brother didn't know, but besides the portrait of my mother, my father actually had two portraits left, one was hers, and the other was that of my mother and their siblings.

So even if the mother's appearance in her memory is blurred, she can still tell every detail of her, but only her father didn't leave even half a photo.

—she lost her father.

When they got in the car, the smell of smoke in the car had almost dissipated, they were silent and didn't say a word, Yukimura didn't know if Gin had noticed this, but it didn't matter anymore.

When I go home and sleep, everything becomes yesterday. The reason why yesterday is yesterday is because it is a time that cannot be returned.

What passed outside the car window was the noisy and quiet city, which was exactly what the moon longed for.

Will it still pursue a prosperous world?
Yukimuro thought, maybe not.

—Melancholy calms down in my heart, just as twilight falls on a silent forest.

　Chapter 4, the last paragraph is from Tagore's "Flying Birds", I am watching it recently, the translation is much more beautiful than the original (I feel)
　　
　
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