At noon that day, Xiaolan's hospital room.

"Did any of you see the pastry I just put on the table?" Qian Yu asked as she put on her latex gloves again. "I remember it was supposed to be on the table, huh?"

"Aren't they all here?" Mitsuhiko looked at the pastry plates on the windowsill with some strange looks.

"There's another plastic plate," Qian Yu said, gesticulating. "A sandwich on a plastic tray with more toppings than all of that."

"Are you saying that one looks like it's for you?" Motota pursed his lips. "What a gluttonous guy who stuffs so much stuff into his sandwich!"

"How could it be for myself!" Qian Yu frowned and stared at Motota. "You know by counting the pastries yourself, except for that special edition, there is just one piece per person, how can that piece be my own?"

"It's not for yourself, for whom?" Motota still didn't react.

"It won't be ......" Mitsuhiko and Ayumi reacted much faster, although Conan, who was next to him, had already guessed the answer from just now, and now he still had a completely [someone has caused a disaster] expression.

"Otherwise," Qian Yu sighed. "Of course, it's for Ashbara - she was supposed to be able to come out today, so I wanted to prepare her a feast of pastries she liked, but the treatment didn't go well, so I asked Dr. Asa to bring it with me."

"I'm sorry, I ate it secretly." Just after Qian Yu saw that Yuan Tai showed an expression of wanting to say something, as if she was going to say something, Xiaolan suddenly said with a little apology. "I thought the biggest one was for me, and I didn't eat breakfast, so I was really hungry, so I ate it secretly, I'm sorry. But I think I still have some reserve ingredients left, as a way to apologize, can I do it with you? I seem to remember how this thing was supposed to be made, and maybe it can help. ”

Qian Yu looked at Xiaolan in surprise, but after glancing at Yuan Tai, who had the same stunned expression as him, she chose not to get to the bottom of it, but nodded directly. "That'...... All right. But don't come any closer to here - you can take the pastries and eat them first, but don't stand guard in front of our making table, or we'll make as many as we can make, and in a minute we'll be gone. ”

……

A few minutes later, both the children and Conan had already started to taste Chiba's pastries, and both gave them high praise, and only Chiba and Maoriran were left on the windowsill of the ward.

"The one just now, it was Yuan Tai who ate it, right?" After Qian Yu made a small pastry into shape, he said to Mao Lilan in a nonchalant tone. "Don't look at me like that, I still have some of the most basic discernment skills, especially when I can see the uncleaned pastries and unwashed oily hands at the corners of Yuantai's mouth."

"......" Maolilan smiled a little surprised after a moment of silence. yes, but ...... Actually, if I make pastries with you, it shouldn't be a bad thing, right? At least it's a lot faster than if you did it alone, or if you let him come along. ”

"Although this is the case, I always feel that it will be weird there-even in terms of your character, Sister Xiaolan, it is too ...... Subtle? ”

When Qian Yu said this, Xiao Lan seemed to hesitate, and only after a moment did she ask her own question.

"I've always wanted to ask you, in my normal life, I ...... I mean I was before I lost my memory, what was it like? ”

"Big sister with a good temperament, that's pretty much it?" Qian Yu replied after thinking for a moment.

"I'm not referring to that, but to the way of behaving or something," Moriran gestured to Chiha, and it wasn't something like that she wanted to ask. "What was my personality like?"

"Sister Xiaolan, what do you want to ask about these?" Chiba's pastry hand slowed down. "If you have this question, I think you should know it naturally after you recover your memory, Sister Xiaolan, right?"

"But before I regain my memory, I think it's better to know these things in advance, isn't it?" Mao Lilan still had a faint smile on his face, as if he was saying something very ordinary. "That way, even if I haven't regained my memory yet, I can know for the time being how to make you feel more comfortable facing me, so that I don't feel like a stranger because I have lost my memory."

"......" Chiba stopped kneading the pastry and looked into Maoriran's eyes, which were also turned around because he realized that his reaction was a little bigger.

"Why do you want me to tell Sister Xiaolan about you, what was your personality like?" Qian Yu asked softly. "No, don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that I hate to tell Sister Xiaolan that your answer is too troublesome, but because ...... Why do you need to dress yourself up like you in my mouth? ”

"Because that's me," Moriran replied in a natural tone. "Am I now? Or is it Maoriland? It's just an identityless person who has no origin and no end because he has lost his memory and is out of the identity trajectory of [Maolilan]. I just want to get back to who I used to be, the person who should be in this world. ”

"However, if Sister Xiaolan acts according to the character of you that I told you, are you really you?" Qian Yu sighed. In that case, in a sense, what's the difference between you and a puppet who does what others say and doesn't have anything of their own? What do I say, maybe Sister Xiaolan just really made it a part of your innateness, and practiced it—even if it might not be true. ”

"But you're not going to lie to me, are you?" Maoriland doesn't seem to be worried about any of this. "And as long as I recover my memory, then I will fix it myself, don't worry."

"It's not a relationship between me and you, Sister Xiaolan." Qian Yu glanced at Conan, who seemed to have realized that something was wrong here. "No matter what, it's impossible for me to reproduce the real you - I'm not Sister Xiaolan after all. As for where the real you are...... To be honest, I think what you are unconsciously showing now, Sister Xiaolan, is yourself. You don't need to ask us for something and then rush to paint parts you don't remember in a way that isn't real......"

"You just have to follow yourself, go with your heart, go with your breath. I am sure that you will soon repaint your heart in your own, unique and fully authentic color. ”