A girl's voice came to my ears, very familiar.

He heard the long-lost title.

The voice was a little hesitant, "Shinichi...?"

Kudo turned his head to look at her. She was a high school student. She was also wet, and her hair was stuck to her face, making her look a little dishevelled.

Most importantly, this was someone they didn't want him to see.

——Another childhood sweetheart of his.

"Shinichi, are you okay?" After seeing his face, the girl seemed to be more certain of his identity. Her tone was no longer hesitant, but full of worry.

"Why do you want to..." Mao Lilan vaguely passed over the word and looked at him worriedly. The black-haired boy was reflected in her exceptionally clear eyes. "Uncle and aunt will be worried."

Kudo sat up and tilted his head to look at the girl carefully.

He didn't know how this person could be so sure that it was "Kudo Shinichi".

Obviously...

The boy's sea-blue eyes darkened, even though they clearly didn't admit it.

Seeing him staring at her without saying a word, Mao Lilan couldn't help but raise her hand and flick Kudo's head. Tears welled up in her eyes, "Tell me, Shinichi. Is there anything that can't be solved together? It's really too much for you to do this."

You know, she had just finished shopping when she saw her childhood sweetheart - maybe - jumping into the river to commit suicide. Without thinking, she dropped her things and jumped in to save him.

After looking at Mao Lilan, Kudo patted his clothes and stood up, looking down at Mao Lilan, pursed his lips and said, "I am not... Kudo Shinichi."

This is the first time he has denied this identity... but perhaps it won't be the last.

Thinking of this, Kudo couldn't help but have a look of confusion in his eyes.

So...if he is not "Kudo Shinichi", who is he?

At this moment, he denied his own existence and began to doubt his own existence.

"What are you talking about, Shinichi?" Mao Lilan stood up, looking very angry. "Even if you don't want to say it, there is no need to deny your identity."

She looked at Kudo, the boy who was almost a head shorter than her childhood sweetheart, and her voice softened, "Shinichi - I know you are not him, not my Shinichi."

When she said this, the girl's face turned slightly red, but she quickly continued, "But you are also Shinichi. I can feel that you are the same person."

She paused and looked at the boy's wet hair. "Today is your birthday. Do you want to celebrate it together?"

Kudo originally lowered his head as if to refuse to communicate, but his inexplicable emotions prevented him from leaving directly. Listening to the girl's gentle voice, his eyes became a little red.

His brain stopped working immediately after hearing these words. After a long time, it started to work like a rusty machine, thinking slowly and dully.

Is today his birthday?

The rain was still falling, and the wind was howling, as if it wanted to wrap everything up and take it away. The young man standing under the bridge slowly raised his head, looked at the hand the girl stretched out to him, and hesitantly and tremblingly put his hand on it.

She really looks like an angel.

As Kudo was thinking, one of his hands was grabbed by Mouri Ran, and with the other hand he helped Mouri Ran carry a few heavy bags, and gradually walked towards the place he left this morning.

——Even if there will be a storm.