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·壹·
有个场景会一辈子印刻在他的脑海中。
黄昏时分，书房里的光线逐渐暗了下来。工藤新一离开堆满案件资料的书桌，准备去厨房随便找点儿什么来填饱肚子。走到门口时，他愣住了。
毛利兰正在煮一锅热汤面，不知是因为透射的阳光还是蒸腾的水汽，她的双颊泛着一丝潮红，长发柔顺地披散着，恰好垂在粉色围裙的系带上。
在那一瞬间，工藤新一看到了自己的未来。
This is the moment that will be forever engraved in his mind.
It was at dusk,when the sunlight gradually faded away. Kudou Shinichi left his desk, which was now all covered by case files, fetching some food to fill the belly. But he met someone unexpected in the kitchen.
Mouri Ran, his childhood lover, was cooking a pot of soup noodles. Her cheeks turned a little bit pink for the sake of sunset or hot vapor. Her long hair was hanging down loosely like a waterfall, against the bowknot on the apron.
At that moment,Kudou Shinichi saw his future in front of him.
“我回来了。”柯南推开事务所的门，将书包放到一旁。
“今天有点晚哦。又去博士家玩儿了？”
毛利兰正在往碗里添米饭，然后摆好，碗底与桌面相碰，发出三声钝响。
围裙，长发，泛红的脸庞……
面对此情此景，柯南有些恍惚，只是毛利小五郎的牢骚将他拉回了现实。
“小孩子就知道玩儿。快去洗手吃饭！饿死我了。”
这与预想中的未来，并不相同呢。
“I’m home.”Edogawa Conan came in. He changed shoes at the door and then put
aside his schoolbag.
“A bit late today. Agasa Hakase’s again?”
While saying this, Mouri Ran filled the 3 bowls with rice and set the table.
Apron, long hair, pink cheeks……
Found himself in a familiar scene, Conan was in a trance. However, the complaint from Ojisan Mouri pulled him back to reality instantly.
“Go and wash your hands. Hurry up! I’m starving.”
Well, THAT is not the future he expected.

·叁·
“新一哥哥”与“兰姐姐”叫的次数多了，江户川柯南开始变得恐慌。他害怕刻意的伪装会在日复一日的重复中成为下意识的行动，最终埋葬自己作为工藤新一的过去。
他向灰原哀要了解药，决定变回去一次，哪怕只有24个小时。他想用这种方法提醒自己：我是工藤新一，江户川柯南只是一个情急之下编造的假名。
而这成为了他17年人生中最美好的24个小时。
“新一，我一直有句话想对你说，可我不知道下次见到你又是什么时候。”
“嗯？”两人的脚步同时停住，他屏息等待着。
“我也喜欢你，新一。”
她的语气是如此坚定，句式却选得简单，仿佛在心中演练过千万遍形形色色的回应，最终回到了一切情愫开始的地方，直接明了地表达情感。不像伦敦的自己，只想起了蹩脚拗口的句子。
当时的新一可没空批判自己，他一次次回味听到心爱的她表白的瞬间，有一种幸福的眩晕感。他记得自己笨拙地拥抱了她，因为记忆中有秀发的清香。
或许应该有一个吻的。
他仅是想了想，脸就红了。
Edogawa Conan started to feel panic. Having hidden behind a mask for so long, he was afraid of losing his real identity. To remind himself that “I am Kudou Shinichi”, Conan asked Haibara Ai for the antidote to APTX4869, by which he could turn 17 temporarily.
After the terrible period of pain and suffering, he experienced by far the best 24 hours.
“I’ve always wanted to tell you this, Shinichi. It’s just, I don’t know when I will see you again. ”
“Huh?”
He stopped, holding his breath for her words.
“I love you, too.”
Her choice of words was the simplest but he felt the determination in the tone. It seemed that both of them had been waiting and preparing for this moment as they grew up, but there was the difference: She was straight-forward while he chose a rather complicated way.
Well, maybe under such circumstance one had no better alternatives.
At that particular moment, Kudou Shinichi realized what happiness was.
He could hardly remember what happened afterwards, but the faint scent from her hair suggested an awkward hug and……
He ought to have kissed her.
Only the thought of it made him blushed.
第二天的黄昏，柯南迎着余晖走在回家的路上。过路人长长的影子交错纵横，织成一幅繁忙的都市图。此时，江户川柯南正沉浸在工藤新一悠然自得的小世界里，比破了连环杀人案还兴奋。
然而迎接他的却是事务所的一片沉寂，和一张便条签。
“柯南：爸爸去聚会了。冰箱里有饭菜，热一热再吃。——兰”
奇怪，以往很好吃的咖喱却没了味道。
他机械地嚼着饭菜，并没有意识到问题在哪里。
当江户川柯南在等毛利兰回家时，毛利兰在等的人却是工藤新一。
Conan was heading home the next day. The shadow of passers-by crisscrossed on the road, making it a busy city scene.However, Edogawa Conan was wandering in the mind of Kudou Shinichi, feeling carefree, content, even more excited than the caught of a serial killer.
To his disappointment, what welcomed him was silence, and a note.
“Conan: Dad went to a class reunion. Food in the refrigerator, get it heated.——Ran”
Strangely, his favorite dish—Curry Rice didn’t taste well this time.
He wondered why.
Edogawa Conan wished Mouri Ran had returned home.
Meanwhile, she was waiting for Kudou Shinichi.

·肆·
夜幕已至，新一的手机突然响了，是阿笠博士打来了电话。他这才知道，毛利兰又在工藤宅的门牌下守到天黑，怀里暖着她精心制作的便当。
“兰姐姐，新一哥哥说他还有案子没查清楚，我们回去吧。”
“哦，他还是很忙啊。”
毛利兰牵起柯南的手，转身离开了。她的手冰凉冰凉的，柯南心中咯噔一下。
“呐，柯南有喜欢的女生吗？”
“啊？”柯南一愣，“算是有吧。”（不就是你吗？）
“那柯南一定不要让她的期望落空啊。”
“不要先给了她对明天的畅想，又生生夺走了。”
The darkness fell down. Shinichi knew nothing until Agasa Hagase called and told him that Mouri Ran had been waiting at the door again, holding the lunch box tightly to keep it warm.
“Ranychan, he must be busy with those unsettled cases. Shall we go home?”
“All right, busy as usual.”
Mouri Ran turned around and left. When Conan reached for her hand, the coldness almost broke his heart.
“Conan, have you ever loved someone?”
“Ah? Yes, sort of.”
“Well then, please never let her down.
Please, never leave her alone in the fantasy.”
回到事务所，柯南陷入了重重矛盾和深深的绝望之中。
为什么，他与工藤新一明明是同一个人，却不可能共存。
为什么，他说不出情侣间的甜言蜜语，只能用童声稚语来装扮她平淡如水的生活。
为什么，他给不了情侣间浪漫的约会，只能用无言的陪伴来填补她心中缺失的部分。
可就算如此——
“我也比工藤新一那个混蛋强多了！”
他被自己这种精神分裂的怪念头吓了一跳。
Back to the office, Edogawa Conan fell into a dilemma and the slough of despond.
Why, being the same person, Conan and Shinichi can’t exist at the same time.
Why, instead of those soft and sweet words in romantic rendezvous, he can only use childish jokes to delight her and silent company to comfort her.
Even so----“I am much better than that jerk Kudou Shinichi!”
WORD转百度的排版真是@#%￥￥#%￥#%￥@%￥

为了写柯兰写的柯兰，因此把洗衣机残忍地抛弃了...
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那些英语是肿么回事。。。

突然想感叹白瞎了一颗解药