The next day, Mao Libai woke up in a daze and found himself in a hospital bed. His right hand was on an IV drip, and on his left was Mao Libai Kogoro.
"Xiao Bai, how do you feel now?”Maori Kogoro looked at Maori Bai who had woken up and stood up to say to him...
"Uncle Mao Li, I'm sorry for making you worry." Maori Bai, who was lying on the hospital bed, turned his head and looked at Maori Kogoro.
"It's fine. It's good that you're fine." Maori Kogoro listened to Maori Bai, who was lying on the hospital bed, saying this. He patted Maori Bai's head, unable to say anything to blame him.
After a few minutes of silence, Mao Libai stared at the ceiling without saying a word. Meanwhile, Mao Likogoro, who was already sitting on a chair, also looked at Mao Libai lying on the hospital bed without saying a word.
"Xiao Bai, tell uncle, why did you drink yesterday?" Maori Kogoro looked at Maori Bai who did not say a word and broke the silence. Although he always felt that his nephew gave him such a feeling of loneliness, it was a kind of loneliness that should not happen to a seven-year-old child.
"It's okay, Uncle Mao Li. It's just that every time I see you, I drink and then fall asleep. Yesterday, I thought of something and went to the vending machine to buy a few cans. Then I drank it." Mao Libai turned his head to look at Mao Likogoro and said softly.
"Xiao Bai, can you tell uncle about it?”Maori Kogoro looked at the expressionless Maori White.
"I remember her." After Mao Libai finished speaking, he looked at the ceiling.
"She (he)? Are they your parents?" Maori Kogoro looked at Maori Bai and seemed to feel his gaze slowly drift away into the distance.
However, at this time, no one could answer. Because Mao Libai had been staring at the ceiling without saying a word.
"Looks like he remembered his parents." Maori Kogoro looked at Maori Bai, who was staring at the ceiling, and thought to himself.
As time passed, the two people in the ward did not say anything. The room was very quiet, very quiet. If one's hearing was good, one could even hear the sound of the medicine dripping from the drip tube.
After the drip, Maori Kogoro looked at his nephew who was lying on the bed without saying a word.
"Xiao Bai, let's go home. Come, uncle will carry you home." Maori Kogoro walked forward and picked Maori Bai up, then helped him stand firm. He turned around and said to Mao Libai.
Because when she came to the hospital, she only had an IV drip. Therefore, Mao Libai was wearing the black robe he wore when he went out.
Maori Bai looked at Maori Kogoro who had turned around and was talking to him, then lowered his head.
Seeing that it did not seem to have the expected effect, Maori Kogoro turned his head and saw Maori Bai lowering his head. Then he lowered his head and saw a pair of canvas shoes on the ground.
"Haha, look at uncle's memory. I forgot to put on your shoes. Come, sit on the bed. Uncle will help you put it on. Then I'll carry you home." Maori Kogoro hugged Maori Bai with both hands and let him sit on the bed. He picked up the canvas shoes on the floor and put them on Maori Bai.
After everything was done, Maori Kogoro turned around and carried Maori White on his back. He opened the door and walked out.
As Maori Kogoro walked up the stairs, he reached the first floor and left the hospital.
"Uncle, what do you think people live for?”Maori Shiro, who was on Maori Kogoro's back, leaned his face against Maori Kogoro's back and asked.
"What is the purpose of living?”Maori Kogoro heard this and said as he walked. Then, he raised his head as if he was thinking about something.
"If I die like this at that time, I can accompany her. That way, she would not be so lonely. I think she has been waiting for me for a long time in another place." Before Maori Kogoro could answer, Maori Bai said softly. He seemed to be talking to himself.
"Little brat, you're wrong to think like this." Maori Kogoro shouted angrily when he heard this.
"You know, even when your parents passed away, they still wanted to protect you wholeheartedly. If you say such disheartening words, won't you let them down?”Maori Kogoro stopped and looked at the sky as he replied softly.
"Hope, is it?" Maori Bai was still leaning on Maori Kogoro, as if he had no strength left in his body.
"Yeah," Maori Kogoro looked at the sky and answered affirmatively.
"But will it really be like this?" Mao Libai asked.
"Yes," Maori Kogoro answered Maori Bai as he walked.
"But, her departure, my heart, hurts so much. Every time I think about it, I cry. Every time I dream, I can touch her so close. However, after reaching out, I realized that I didn't touch anything." Mao Libai leaned against Mao Libai as usual, his voice slightly dry.
Maori Kogoro listened to his nephew's dry voice and felt pain himself. This was only a 7-year-old child.
"Every time I wake up and think of her face, I cry for a long time. If I lose her, I really lose her. I can never get her back." As Maori Bai spoke, tears rolled down his cheeks and fell on Maori Kogoro's suit.
"Xiao Bai, you're not alone." Maori Kogoro, who had been walking, stopped and squatted down to put Maori Bai down.
Mao Libai raised his head when he heard this and looked at Mao Li Kogoro who was squatting down and looking at him.
The sky began to drizzle slowly. However, Maori Kogoro and Maori Shiro did not seem to care about the raindrops.
" I'm not alone…" Mao Libai muttered to himself.
"Yes, you're not alone, and you never will be. You still have me, Xiaolan, that little bastard Conan, and many of your friends. You might even have a lover when you grow up. Then, you'll get married and have children. So, you're not alone." Maori Kogoro put Maori Bai down from his back and placed his hand on Maori Bai's shoulder as he said to him with certainty.
" I'm not alone…" Mao Libai continued to mutter this sentence before raising his head.
The raindrops slowly became bigger. The pedestrians were running in panic, afraid that they would get wet when the rain started.
At this moment, Mao Libai lowered his head. She sniffed and another stream of tears flowed down from the corner of her eyes.
"So, for the people you care about, and for the people who care about you, live well. The future, the future will definitely get better." Maori Kogoro looked at Maori Bai, who had lowered his head and sniffed.
"Wu…" Mao Libai cried softly just like that…
The rain became heavier and heavier, instantly drenching his entire body. However, he did not seem to feel anything.
"Cry. If you want to cry, cry loudly. Cry properly once." In front of him, Maori Kogoro was also drenched, the rain sliding down his cheeks. However, he did not even blink as he looked at the crying Mao Libai…
" Waah…" Mao Libai's cries grew louder and louder when he heard this…
The rain had already mixed his tears, and no one could tell whether it was tears or rain on his cheeks.
Passersby running past. As he ran, he looked at Maori Kogoro and Maori Shiro who were squatting down.
The rain…was also getting heavier. Soon, it became a rainstorm. The sound of raindrops falling on the ground could be heard, and even when they fell on the body, one could feel a trace of pain. However, Mao Libai and Mao Likogoro did not feel anything. Instead, every passerby who ran past Mao Libai would hear his cries.
It seemed that the crying had drowned out the rain.
Everyone who passed by and heard Mao Libai's cries would feel a trace of sadness. No one knew where that sadness came from. There were even some people who unknowingly started to cry as they ran. It was just that the rain had mixed up their tears, and everyone mistakenly thought that it was just an illusion.
But…was that really an illusion?
Kogoro, who was crouching in front of Mao Libai, could only watch the crying Mao Libai quietly.
Even passers-by could feel the sadness from Mao Libai's side, so how could he not feel it from such a close distance? However, he did not want to disturb Mao Libai at this moment.
His thoughts seemed to have returned to the time when his brother was still alive. He remembered when Mao Libai was just born. When his brother saw his white hair, his smile fell into sorrow because of his white hair. Finally, he looked at his wife and named his child Mao Libai.
She still remembered that when she went to see her brother later, her brother still smiled and said to her,"I must let myself grow up happily," while her sister-in-law covered her mouth and laughed. That night, my brother seemed to be very happy and drunk.
She thought of her brother's smile and sister-in-law's smile. And their wishes at that time.
But... To them, that wish was actually very simple, or perhaps a little difficult. It was just that it could no longer be realized.
And the nephew in front of him had also lost his parents because of this. However, she did not expect him to be so sad. This kind of sadness was heartbreaking.
She thought of Mao Libai crying silently in his room. She thought of him waking up from his dream. There was no longer any smile from her brother and sister-in-law in front of her. She was the only one left in bed.
It was as if he had lost his direction and was stuck in the same place, not knowing where to go.
Unconsciously, tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes. The tears mixed with the rain, but he knew that they were his tears. He couldn't cry like Mao Libai, because he had to act mature in front of his nephew. If he cried…Wouldn't that damage his image? You know, I'm his spiritual pillar now. If I cry... What about him…
You know, I told him to be strong, but if I cry too, wouldn't that tell him that I'm not strong? If that was the case, how would he view it? How to do it?
Therefore, he could not cry like Mao Libai, he could only cry silently.
Tears streamed down his face as he looked at Mao Libai and cried out loud.
In fact, he also wanted to cry out loud.
He only had one brother. Although they hadn't been in contact in recent years, he knew that their brotherly relationship wouldn't fade just because they hadn't been in contact for a long time. You know, my brother is such a sentimental person. Because of this, Sister-in-law also took a fancy to this point and married her brother.
When she thought of her brother and sister-in-law's marriage... She said to herself,"You're not young anymore. You should get married. Don't let Yingli wait too long."
Thinking back to when she was getting married. Brother and sister-in-law's heartfelt blessings.
She remembered that before she became a detective after she came out of the search class, her brother would also smile and pat her shoulder. Come on, let's go for a drink.
Even when the company was frustrated, he would smile and say to himself. It's okay. This small matter won't affect me. Moreover, if the company really goes bankrupt like this, I'll just sell everything I can. Pay off all the debts and start over again.
Brother, he is such a kind person.
But now, all he had left was his only son.
Maori Kogoro thought as he looked at Maori Bai in front of him.
He had been crying for a long time, and his voice was slowly being drowned out by the sound of the rain.
However, his tears were still flowing. He really wanted to cry like this, to cry out loud.
Time passed.
Mao Libai slowly opened his eyes and quietly looked at the raindrops falling from the sky. Because of his fever, Uncle Mao Libai probably carried him to the hospital for an infusion the moment he woke up, so he didn't put on his glasses.
Raindrops fell into my eyes, a little painful.
It was as if he saw her smile in the sky.
She seemed to be saying something.
Her lips were moving slightly, saying something…
"Take good care of yourself. I hope you live well."
At this moment, Mao Libai heard her voice.
He seemed to have heard her voice.
Mao Libai reached out his hand to the sky as if he wanted to grab her.
However, she was getting further and further away from him.
Was it an illusion?
No, that was definitely not…
Mao Libai watched as her figure slowly disappeared from the sky.
Tears kept flowing. But at this moment, he stopped crying.
The rain began to gradually become lighter.
As if in response to the figure's words, Mao Libai's eyes became determined.
Then, he slowly closed his eyes.
He was already used to squinting his eyes like this, not letting others see his heart.
The eyes are a window to the human soul, but my eyes have lost their spirit.
He didn't want anyone to see it. Although, the look in his eyes was no longer the same.
However, I'm already used to this kind of action. Let's go on like this…
He looked at Mao Libai, who had stopped crying.
He knew that he had cried enough. Maori Kogoro stood up.
"Xiao Bai, let's go home." Maori Kogoro said and slowly walked towards the detective agency.
"Hi!" Maori Bai replied loudly and followed Maori Kogoro's footsteps, walking step by step towards home.
Yes, that was his home. At this moment, he was no longer alone.
He had Uncle Maori, Sister Xiaolan, and the young detective team's Conan, Genta, Mitsuhiko, Ayumi, and others.
I am no longer alone.
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