N-A-A Chapter 653 He is fine. Illusion
Chapter 653 He is fine. Illusion
"…Why did you come to see me?"
Yun Xianhe staggered to his feet, muttering, and walked towards the easel in the corner of the room holding the painting.
After putting the portrait back on the shelf, Yun Xianhe found a new dust cloth and covered it tightly again.
After doing this, he continued to stand in front of the portrait for a while.
The hero narrowed his eyes with exhaustion in his eyes.
After successfully hiding all the details and weird emotions, he raised the corners of his lips skillfully.
“… Let’s solve it quickly.”
It’s almost over…
He's fine. He's fine.
The man patted his chest and hypnotized himself, then opened the door expressionlessly and stepped into the sunlight.
There is nothing wrong with him.
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"Brother Xianhe, haven't you packed yet?"
Ayumi asked quietly while hiding behind the sofa.
Zhu Fujingguang, who was forced to shrink his body and squat here, laughed twice and replied in a low voice:
"Maybe he's organizing things in the studio. Wait a little longer."
"it is good--"
"I wonder if he will like our gift."
"You'll definitely like it! We spent the whole morning making this!"
Conan, who was squatting on the other side, listened to what Mitsuhiko and Genta said and smiled with half-moon eyes:
"Brother Xianhe will definitely be very touched."
"By the way, Conan, you are such a liar. You actually used your pocket money to buy a gift for yourself!"
"That's right! Compared to this, our gift is so weak!"
"Ha ha……"
There's nothing I can do about it, it's his fault that he has so much pocket money.
"The main thing about a gift is the thought behind it. I believe Xianhe will definitely like the things you specially prepared!"
"That's right, Xianhe really likes handmade products!"
"really?"
"Really!" x2
Xiaolan and Yuanzi, who were standing by, comforted the three little ones.
"Speaking of which, that kid didn't even tell us that it was his birthday yesterday. Really."
Matsuda Jinpei's legs were numb from squatting, so he just sat on the floor and complained a few words in a low voice.
Hagiwara Kenji on the side smiled and echoed:
"I'll have to talk to him later."
This guy always sent gifts on their birthdays, but he kept it a secret when it was his turn.
If they hadn't seen the message sent by Zhu Fu Jingguang this morning, they wouldn't have known.
Matsuda Jinpei, fiddling with the ribbon on the gift wrapping, snorted and laughed:
"Finally I got the chance to give him something."
"Don't we usually return gifts?"
"That's different. This is..."
"Shh—I think I hear a sound!"
After hearing Xiaolan's reminder, everyone quickly shut up.
The clacking sound of slippers on the floor gradually became more obvious.
Yun Xianhe dragged his body, washed and dressed, and walked down the stairs slowly as usual.
The electronic sticker scanner did not detect the group of people hiding behind the sofa.
Yun Xianhe stopped walking after not seeing anyone for a while.
The man standing on the stairs briefly lowered the curve of his lips.
Even if you take medicine after a hangover, your head will still feel dizzy for a while.
Yun Xianhe raised his hand to cover his forehead, rubbed it twice, and muttered softly:
"What the hell... I called me down but no one came."
Lie to him?
why?
[Big brother, they are behind the sofa. ]
113, sensing that Yun Xianhe's emotions were beginning to fluctuate strangely again, spoke quickly.
Yun Xianhe, who was about to turn around and go back to his room, paused and walked up the rest of the stairs as if nothing had happened.
The moment he stepped on the floor, a group of people hiding behind the sofa jumped out and shouted at him:
"Happy birthday! Xianhe/Brother Xianhe!" xN
boom!
The moment the fireworks sounded, Yun Xianhe subconsciously raised his hand and took half a step back.
After realizing what that thing was, his hand, which was originally in a defensive posture, suddenly changed direction and blocked his eyebrows.
Feeling the sequins falling on the back of his hand, the boy's white fingertips trembled slightly.
The cheerful crowd didn't notice anything was wrong with him and were still holding out gifts to give to him.
Only when nothing stopped falling from the sky did Yun Xianhe put down his hand and gently patted off the sequins stuck on the back of his hand.
After the scanner informed him who was in front of him, Yun Xianhe smiled:
"Thank you, but my birthday is over."
"You didn't tell us yesterday, so we can only make up for it today. Here, a gift."
Matsuda Jinpei was the first to hand the gift he had prepared to Yun Xianhe.
The latter was forced to take it, and asked with a smile:
"Hey? What did Mr. Jinping send? Could it be a bomb?"
"Huh? Hey, hey, I have no grudge against you, why would I give you a bomb?"
"Haha, just kidding. Thank you, Mr. Zhenping."
Hearing this, Jinpei Matsuda closed his eyes.
...The fist is hard.
With the first person taking the lead, the rest will naturally follow.
Yun Xianhe, whose arms were soon full, turned to look at Conan, who had come to him late.
Seeing that Yun Xianhe's arms didn't look like they could hold anything else, the little detective simply raised the two gifts in his hands to show him:
"This blue one is mine, and the green one is for my brother, Heiji."
"Hey - Osaka Chocolate actually bought me a gift too?"
"When I went to buy gifts this morning, he insisted that I help him buy a replacement. He said that this is it for now, and he would give you a better one next time we meet."
"That's it."
"By the way, he also asked you to call him back when you have time."
Yun Xianhe was stunned when he heard this.
"Telephone?"
"Well, he said you didn't answer his call."
"Maybe the power is out."
'113, Hattori called me this morning?'
[I called him, but I detected that he didn't have anything important to do, so I blocked the call notification tone. ]
After hearing this, Yun Xianhe understood.
113 probably thought that it was not important to disturb him to rest, so he turned it off.
"Well, remember to open it later."
【OK! 】
Conan, who was standing by, looked at Yun Xianhe who seemed to be staring at the gift in a daze, and always felt that he was a little strange.
Not awake yet?
do not know why.
He always felt that Yun Xianhe didn't seem to be in much spirit.
Or... the other party doesn't like them celebrating his birthday?
Come to think of it, the last "Year's Day" celebration seemed to be the same.
Even though the celebration was lively, Brother Xianhe didn't seem to be that happy.
"Lunch is ready!"
The voice of Morobushi Kagemitsu interrupted Conan's thoughts.
Yun Xianhe on the side responded and placed the pile of gifts in his arms on the coffee table.
"Let's go Conan, let's see if there's anything delicious."
The person standing next to him smiled warmly against the winter sun.
The little detective who was picked up and put on the seat looked at Yun Xianhe who started to praise everyone's cooking skills and kindness, and thought uncertainly.
Illusion.