Chapter 12 I prefer Bertrand.
Kurosawa chuckled, then suddenly reached out and hugged Chizuru. Feeling her stiffness, he couldn't help but laugh silently, his whole body trembling slightly.
01 jumped to another place before he could hug it.
Watching the actor playing both roles, Chino Chitaka and Kurosawa Ya, so engrossed in their performances, it couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
It suddenly became very suspicious that its host might have schizophrenia.
After laughing enough, Kurosawa finally relaxed Chizuru, who was tense all over, but still had a smile on his face. "Well, since you're alright, I'll be going now~ I'll come see you again next time. Oh, by the way, I really like your new song~"
Praising yourself is a good thing.
Kurosawa turned and walked to the door. Hearing the footsteps, Conan immediately ran around the corner and hid.
He only entered Qianzhu's ward after the silver-haired boy, who was humming a tune, left.
However, he panicked as soon as he entered the door.
At this moment, Qianzhu was clutching her chest, looking like she was having difficulty breathing, and her shoulder was stained with blood from the open wound.
"Brother Qianzhu!"
"Hmm..." Chizuru glanced at Conan, who was rushing off to call the doctor, and opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a sound.
The combined pain in his chest and the wound nearly made him faint.
This body is far too weak. Although he's gotten used to it, he still prefers the identity of Bertrand.
Before he passed out, he vaguely saw Conan running towards him with the doctor, and he also heard Conan calling his name.
Conan released the doctor's hand and rushed over, saving Chizu from the tragic fate of almost falling off the bed.
...
When Qianzhu woke up again, the sky outside the window was already turning a pale white.
I turned my head and saw a furry head lying on the side of the bed.
It's Conan.
He carefully sat up, rubbed his slightly dizzy head, and then got out of bed to go to the bathroom to wash up quickly.
After drying her wet hands, Qianzhu walked out of the bathroom, looked at the sleeping Conan, sighed silently, then picked him up and gently placed him on the empty hospital bed next to her, and pulled the blanket over him.
Looking at the little corgi's adorable sleeping face, Qianzhu couldn't help but smile.
They are indeed very cute when they are not making a fuss.
After turning around and sitting on the bed for a while, he picked up his music notation book and started writing and drawing on it.
At first glance, the scene looks quite heartwarming.
When the sunlight streamed through the glass into the pure white ward and fell on the notes dancing on the musical staff, Qianzhu put away her ballpoint pen.
Conan, who was on the hospital bed next to him, woke up with a yawn and stretched.
"woke up?"
Conan turned his head to look over, and then paused for a moment.
Qianzhu looked at Conan against the light, a gentle smile on his still slightly pale face. The bright light blurred his face, making him look like an elf untouched by the world.
The other person seemed not to belong here.
Conan nodded blankly, his gaze shifting to the sheet music in his hand. "Is Qianzhu composing music?"
He jumped out of bed and went to Qianzhu's bedside.
"Yes, that's the piece we need to hand in today."
Chizuru handed the notebook to Conan.
Conan took it and glanced at it.
Although he didn't quite understand it, he always felt that these notes contained some subtle sadness.
After retrieving the notebook, Qianzhu took out the sheets with the sheet music and handed them to Conan. "I arranged to meet him at 5 PM at XX Coffee Shop to give him the music. I'm not available right now, so could you please take it to him for me?"
Conan took the sheet music and nodded obediently, "Of course, no problem!"
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