69novels Chapter 557 You once said that you were a brave man
Chapter 557 You once said that you were a brave man
Just when the onlookers thought that the arms might not have much strength, they saw bulging muscles and protruding veins on the smooth arms.
Zhu Fujing's light, who was standing on the side, was particularly noticeable.
He saw the bulging veins and white knuckles on the boy's clenched hands.
"wait,"
The pronunciation of a single word has not yet been clearly pronounced.
Accompanied by a sonic boom sound of the air tearing, the wooden stick tied with the towel fell down instantly and hit the watermelon heavily!
boom!
The watermelon couldn't withstand the blow and exploded!
Translucent red watermelon juice, pink sandy flesh, and shapeless rind splashed everywhere.
At the same time, the top of the stick hit the beach unhindered, splashing a lot of sand.
Yun Xianhe felt that he had hit the target and reached out to take off the towel that was blocking his vision.
He first glanced at the watermelon which had disappeared, and nodded with satisfaction.
The boy, covered in red liquid, turned around, holding a weapon (?) in his hand, and said to Matsuda Jinpei with a calm expression:
“Eliminated.”
He looks like a cold-blooded killer who has completed his mission.
Before he finished speaking, Yun Xianhe felt the wooden stick in his hand shake.
He glanced down.
It turned out that he used too much force and the stick broke in the middle.
At this moment, half of it was held in his hand, and the other side was still hanging stubbornly on it because of the towel.
"..."xN
The people who were attacked by both watermelon and sand stood there speechless.
Conan, who was not affected too much because he was standing behind Yun Xianhe, blinked blankly.
He pushed his glasses stained with watermelon juice, looked at the people who were probably waiting for them to announce the end of the game, his lips trembled, but he was unable to speak.
There was even a small piece of watermelon next to the corner of Jinpei Matsuda's mouth, who had given the order not long ago.
Of course, it is the version with added material (sand).
Zhu Fujingguang, who was the first to react, was silent for a moment, then he praised cheerfully:
"As expected of Xianhe, you are amazing. You finished the watermelon in no time."
Hagiwara Kenji reacted immediately and wiped the watermelon juice on the camera lens, focusing the screen on Yun Xianhe who was still holding the stick:
"That's right! Xianhe is really amazing! Xiao Zhenping, aren't you right?"
When asked, Matsuda Jinpei wiped the sticky stuff off his face, very calmly, and gave Yun Xianhe a thumbs up:
"As expected of you."
This kind of operation, probably only the person in front of me can do it.
He clearly doesn't look like a strong type, but when he gets started, he's even more terrifying than the squad leader's gorilla.
Not far away, Yuanzi, who had just come to her senses, stopped herself from screaming in time.
Xiaolan, who was standing next to her, blinked blankly and turned to look at her friend.
Well, just like her, covered in watermelon and sand.
“Pfft, hahahaha—”
"Well! Xiaolan, stop laughing! What should we do now?!"
Yuanzi was very upset about the watermelon all over her body.
She could feel the extremely sugary watermelon juice starting to get sticky on her body.
The body is fine, especially the hair!
Just by looking at Yun Xianhe's white hair turning red and gray, she could imagine how miserable her own hair was.
Xiaolan quickly comforted her:
"It's okay, just wash it off."
"That's right."
The collapse is only temporary.
Yuan Zi, who had a big heart, quickly calmed down, and then he mourned for Xigua and complained about Yun Xianhe's strange strength:
"How did he do that..."
Hit the watermelon until it explodes or something...
This is the first time she has seen it in her life.
Yun Xianhe obviously didn't know how he did it.
Anyway, since Jinpei Matsuda asked him to destroy the watermelon, he chose to be ruthless.
As expected, all the watermelons were eaten up.
Conan and Morobushi Kagemitsu, who were dragging their people back to wash their hair and change clothes, smiled helplessly at the same time when they heard this.
Matsuda Jinpei, who had finished cleaning up in advance, decisively took on the task of buying another watermelon.
This time, it was Conan who took action.
The watermelon was cracked after being knocked open, and then I broke it twice with force to make it just right.
Yun Xianhe, holding the biggest piece of watermelon, sat on the beach, looking at the setting sun gradually sinking into the seabed in the distance, and squinted his dazzled eyes.
The sea breeze blew up the boy's cleanly washed white hair on his forehead, revealing his clear heterochromatic eyes better.
The orange-red sun is certainly beautiful.
But Yun Xianhe still prefers it when it is still bright yellow.
…Why?
Why do I like a certain time period or a certain color of scenery when I clearly have no memories?
Is it because of the subconscious?
Yun Xianhe, who couldn't figure it out, just sat there in a daze.
It wasn't until the waves crashed onto the beach and lightly touched his calves as he sat cross-legged that he was brought back to his senses.
The watermelon in my hand has lost its initial coolness after being baptized by the sun.
Yun Xianhe took a bite and found it too sweet.
dislike.
…Why don’t you like sweet things?
Many people feel happy when they eat sweets, right?
Those who thought of this question were stunned again.
Not far away, Zhu Fu Jingguang and others were packing up and preparing for a night barbecue.
As a child, Conan was exempted from the task of helping with cooking and was responsible for watching people. He found Yun Xianhe with two bottles of sparkling water.
The slightly cool touch on his cheek made Yun Xianhe shiver uncontrollably.
The out-of-focus vision refocused and fell on the little detective who was nearby.
Under the sky filled with red glow from the setting sun, the little detective with a bright smile spoke in a clear voice:
"Here, Brother Xianhe."
In the distance, friends were talking, with laughter from time to time.
Mixed with the sound of waves hitting the beach, it sounds like the lingering sound of an old dream.
...I always feel like something is wrong.
"Brother Xianhe?"
Yun Xianhe blinked when his name was called again, and when he raised his eyes, he fell into those beautiful blue eyes.
Ah, it's Conan.
"Ah."
Yun Xianhe responded and reached out to take the bottle of soda that had already numbed his cheeks.
Conan felt that Yun Xianhe's condition was a little strange.
He sat down next to the other person and asked curiously:
"Brother Xianhe, why are you distracted? Did you remember something?"
"No, no. I just feel... like something is a little strange."
"Strange? What's strange?"
When asked, Yun Xianhe shook his head.
He couldn't tell.
But I always feel that the scene just now is familiar.
Could it be that the missing memory of the last time he came here with Conan and the others was causing trouble?
……wrong.
Yun Xianhe, who couldn't figure it out, shook his head again.
Conan, who was standing by, had a keen guess.
Could it be that... Brother Xianhe was remembering the story between himself and another group of friends?
Conan didn't say anything because he didn't even have a vague understanding of Yun Xianhe's past.
"Conan."
"Ok?"
"Can you tell me more about what I used to do?"
Something is missing.
Conan's heart tightened when he saw Yun Xianhe's confused and empty expression.
He pursed his lips, put down the soda bottle in his hand, half raised his head and looked into the pair of heterochromatic eyes.
After a while, Conan said solemnly:
"Brave man. Brother Xianhe, you once said that you are a brave man."