Model worker and his little darling

Gin placed Heikiri in the back seat, stepped on the gas, and sped off, checking on Heikiri's condition in the back seat every now and then.

Pingqing's face was flushed, his breathing was heavy, fine sweat kept appearing on his forehead, his chest was heaving, and he was groaning in pain.

"Dad, hurry, someone's coming..."

Gin's eyes were filled with madness. Damn the FBI, he'd kill them sooner or later.

He slapped the steering wheel and took Pingqing to his safe house.

Pingqing was in immense pain as images flashed through his mind: his father being shot and falling to the ground, and him being knocked down from behind, though he couldn't make out the person's face. But his heart ached, and the voice sounded familiar.

After arriving at the safe house, Gin carried Hirai to the bed.

Pingqing felt as if she were walking in boundless darkness, unable to find her parents or the way home, and was enveloped in immense panic.

Then he grabbed a hand; it was cool, but it made him feel safe.

Suddenly, the hand was about to be pulled away. Pingqing desperately tried to grab that hand, which was his hope.

He shouted desperately, "Don't leave me!"

Fortunately, he managed to grab that hand.

Gin watched as Hirai trembled all over, gripping his hand tightly until his nails dug into his flesh, while repeatedly crying out, "Don't leave me."

Gin had no choice but to let Heishi hold his hand and let Heishi lie on his lap, while he gently patted Heishi's back with his other hand.

Pingqing smelled a comforting scent, a scent from his memory.

Gin breathed a slight sigh of relief as he watched Hirai gradually quiet down.

……

Pingqing felt like a ghost, drifting in a bustling world.

On a breezy summer night, the sky was filled with stars.

A baby was crying loudly at the entrance of the welfare home.

Finally, someone came out and took the baby inside.

The children in this welfare home all took the director's surname, Yin, so he also got a name—Yin Pingqing.

And so, he grew up here until he was three years old.

One day, a man appeared at the orphanage and looked at him with great satisfaction.

The man said to him, "Come with me."

And so, he left the orphanage with the man. He never returned.

The man took him to a base where there were several other children like him, and they began to receive education.

General knowledge, combat, firearms, assassination, reconnaissance...

Here, he met a child with a similar personality to him, and the two quickly became good friends.

They studied together, were scolded together, and took exams together... This kind of life lasted for thirteen years.

Over countless days, the two supported each other and eventually became the two best people in the base.

At the age of sixteen, the base gave them identities and allowed them to live in society.

It was a clear and sunny day, and it was also the first time they had left the base.

And so he began to live alone in society, to come into contact with society, and to actively integrate into it.

He found a job as a waiter in a restaurant, which he really liked, as he could see all sorts of people there.

However, the more he learned, the less he realized he knew.

He saw parents bringing their children to eat, their laughter and joy, their happiness, the parents' tenderness, and the children's innocence.

All of this deeply stung him, because he had nothing.

He began to hate the world and himself.

After seeing it so many times, he gradually let go of it, leaving only simple envy. He also wanted to have that kind of happiness, but it was impossible for him.

Fortunately, he has a good friend. After they entered the workforce, they would occasionally meet and chat about everyday life.

He felt he was becoming more and more like a normal person. He could cook, play games, watch anime, and travel... He was no different from the ordinary people around him.

But he would occasionally receive orders from the base, mostly to gather information, sometimes to steal data, and sometimes to kill, which he carried out without question.

Only once, and only once, did he receive a mission to carry out an assassination with his best friend.

After the assassination was successful, he was about to leave with his good friend when he felt a sharp pain in his heart. Looking down, he saw a knife piercing his heart.

Behind him was his only good friend over the years.

He didn't understand why he did this, why he betrayed him.

With difficulty, I turned around and saw his familiar face and his familiar smile.

But the question "why" was never asked.

Before his consciousness faded into darkness, he thought that if there were an afterlife, he wanted to be an ordinary person.

As if he had already envisioned a happy life in the next life, he left this world with a smile.

When he woke up again, he was already Ito Heikiyo, and he couldn't remember anything about his previous life.

In this life, he has loving parents who go to amusement parks and camping together... experiences he has never had before.

He knew his father worked at a research institute and was usually very busy, but he would always make time to play with him.

At that time, was he two or three years old? His father's research institute had the idea of ​​collaborating with another research institute, so they pretended to have a family gathering, and Hirakiyo was taken along, along with another person—Gin.

At that time, Gin was also a teenager. Gin carried him and followed behind his father to attend the party.

However, there was an undercover agent in the other research institute who leaked the meeting and wanted to capture the leaders of both institutes in one fell swoop.

Gunshots rang out, and Pingqing watched as his father fell to the ground, shot. The image of himself being stabbed flashed through his mind. He wanted to save his father, but could only watch helplessly as he fell.

Gin held him, trying to lead his father in retreat, and was hit by bullets several times. He could only stand there dumbfounded, holding Gin, whose scent gave him a sense of security.

Fortunately, reinforcements arrived quickly, and his father was also rescued.

However, he was affected by two sets of memories, and he didn't react to anyone who approached him. This situation was only slightly better when Gin was around.

To outsiders, they were horrified by the excessively bloody scene, so they erased the memory, including that of their previous life.

The only thing I remember is Gin's scent.

From that time on, he was sent to Vermouth to learn disguise from her. Over the years, he has become accustomed to carrying a disguise with him whenever he goes out.

His father and mother, in order to avoid reminding him of those painful memories, reduced the time they spent in front of him.

Seeing his talent in computers, they quietly nurtured him behind the scenes.

Even so, they never missed a single important day.

Even his childhood friends, who grew up with him, treated him so well because his parents asked them to, all to reduce any regrets he might have during his childhood.

He originally thought his parents were cold-hearted people who were always thinking about work and had no time to spend with him.

But now he realizes that his parents have always been by his side, but he has gradually forgotten these memories.

His memories of his father and mother began to become clearer, starting from being blurry.

Looking at the familiar faces, all those happy memories came flooding back.

Gin watched as Heikichi's breathing began to stabilize, and he seemed to be alright, before he finally relaxed.

Pingqing recalled those happy memories, a smile playing on her lips, and tears of happiness streaming down her face.

Upon seeing this, Gin gently wiped away Taira's tears.