Summer 【Chiqin】

Chapter 13

The time on the plane is terrible for them.

enclosed in a small space.Make long trips.Guns that once provided a sense of security are being discarded.Smoking is also prohibited.Worse still is the complete lack of willingness to talk to each other.

They fell into a long silence.Slowly sink until sleepy.Closing your eyes doesn't make time or planes go any faster.But dozing off is undoubtedly the only way to pass the time at this moment.

Big golden flowers bloomed in his dreams.Has strong stems.The petals are thin and delicate.Gently swaying in the weak air current.There is a thin itching-like sensation.

He opened his eyes. Some of Gin's too-long hair fell over his body over the armrest of the seat.The strands of hair slipped between his fingers.The golden luster was softened by the dim light in the cabin.

The people around him moved their necks slightly.

His fingers were filled with thin, itchy sensations.

He thought the meaning of the dream was so straightforward that he didn't need to think about it.

Gin is such an arrogant and cold person.Like an independent plant in a secluded forest.Elegant and noble.The flowers have an attractive color.Exudes a dangerous atmosphere full of temptation.

The dangerous breath that belongs to him alone. Gin.

Of course he knew how to calculate the danger of the undercover task.But with his outstanding ability.Nothing can pose a threat.

And now.

He smelled another extremely dangerous breath.Not from the task itself.It was the man next to him.

Getting close to each other is a step in moving the plan forward.His agency did everything in order to gain the trust of the other party.And he should have expected that he and Gin were evenly matched in every way.

The danger of capturing the opponent lies in the possibility of being captured by the opponent.

The lingering smell of smoke in a Porsche.A bleak wind blowing against the highway.Forms filled with false information and real names.A cactus standing above the border of two tables.Pink bunny with drooping ears in the bedroom.Confronting the teenage egotistical detective saying we're dating.The illusion of hugging each other while wrapping the bandage.Two lonely candles on a cream cake.The soft touch around healed lips.A bloody white T-shirt thrown against the wall. Mementomori.

Vermouth said you were killing him softly.

The elegant and proud plants in the secluded forest shot out thick venom in an instant.

He found himself caught in a deadpan fight.

He came to his senses.He found himself frowning tightly.unexpected.

He stretched his brows vigorously.Knowing that you have been hit.But death from poisoning must not be his end.

Unanticipated side effects don't mean plans are thwarted.Progress without twists and turns will reduce the fun of the game.Now the game has gotten better and exuded a fatal appeal.He thought it was not impossible for him to include this unplanned content as part of the plan.

Shortcuts are always full of thorns and dangers.If you have the courage to determine the outcome, you can give it a go.

Give it a go.

The dim lights in the cabin weave a large silence.The airflow brings sudden jerks.The pleasant voice reminds everyone not to panic.There was a faint commotion in the small space.The lights suddenly brightened.His fingers wrapped around the blond hair and slowly tightened.People around me opened their eyes.

【Hithertoshalfthoucome, butnofurther.】

[You will come here, but don't go forward. 】