rose fragrance

The young man touched his forehead, the glass scratched the wound, and the thin bangs drooped, slightly covering it.He opened his mouth slightly, but couldn't speak.

The young man watched quietly, his pupils shining, as if he was curious, but also as if he was "appreciating". There were huge and beautiful bright red flowers blooming on the ground, and the enchanting petals adorned a tall and tall body, serene and beautiful.

It seemed that the huge explosion just now was a salute, dyeing the light green sky red.

"Come here quickly! It's dangerous there!" An anxious voice said, seeing that he didn't respond, a person rushed over to pick him up, and the boy was held in his arms without struggling.

His chest heaved, and the tears in his pupils gradually overflowed, and he grabbed the man's clothes, "Why? You didn't shoot just now?"

"I..." The man's face turned red with embarrassment and remorse. The young security guard was unable to respond. In this sudden attack, he did not do his duty. a child……

He bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry!"

"He's dead, he's dead..." the young man choked up, but didn't cry, "Even he will abandon me..." Why he could only be hidden in the car, why did he have to watch his father die with his own eyes... …

The young security guard trembled, hugged the teenager in his arms, and asked weakly, "Son, is that man your father?"

"..." The young man was silent, the corners of his lips were broken, his small palm was attached to the security guard's gun, and he seemed to be biting his lip as he said, "When can I shoot?"

"No, child, you can't do it now," the young security guard looked at the frail boy, thinking that his father died in the line of duty, and he might be alone in the future, and suddenly his nose felt a little sore.

He touched his head, "When you grow up, like your father..."

The security saw the ambulance and the police car coming from a distance, "Be a good policeman, and one day, you will be able to shoot those criminals."

"Really?" The corners of the young man's lips curled up, his eyes smiled into crooked moons, he broke free from the security guard's hand, half-kneeled on the ground, approached the body, and stroked the cold cheek.

"So, there is always a way." He smiled slightly.

"Don't move! Come here, Shishu." The elegant male voice in the ear, with cold meaning.

"Brother Kusanagi, it's not me, please..." He vomited out with difficulty, but the cold muzzle of the gun pressed against his temple more and more.

"Don't ask me, everything is over." The tone was cold and hard, and there was no room for refutation.

The bullet was already loaded, without the slightest hesitation, as if the sound of a roaring plane passed by his ears, deafening, his heart seemed to be caught in an instant and dripping with blood, he stretched out his hand, but he couldn't touch the cold face of that person.

The last ray of light was also swallowed in the deep darkness.

"Don't!!!!" Ten beams yelled, waking up from the dream, his back was covered with cold sweat, his consciousness gradually became clear, but his heart was still flustered.

Ten beams leaned against the wall lightly, panting, long eyelashes drooping, casting shadows on his cheeks, his lips turned pale, he moved his fingers and settled on the phone screen, but he still didn't dial it out.

"Brother Kusanagi...will you really shoot me?" Shi Shu closed his eyes, looking sad, but after a while he thought of something, he bit his thin lower lip, and pulled it out.

"Hey, where are you...?" The corners of Shishu's lips curled up, looking at the poster on the wall, "...Oh, what do you think of us going to the concert?"

Ten Beams gently pushed open the glass door, after a short look, finally found the familiar blue, Yiyiran opened the chair and sat down.

"Where's the agreed upon concert?" Ten beams smiled, a little disappointed, but looked around. It was an ordinary bookstore and small coffee shop, filled with the aroma of books and rich coffee.

The man pushed his glasses, and his purple eyes fainted with a smile, "Ah, don't you like Shishu? Otherwise, let's go to the police station for dinner."

"Ah, no need, haha," Shi Shu rested his chin in one hand, pressing the rolled up corner of the menu with his fingers boredly, "I'm just surprised, you would like to come to this kind of common people's shop."

"No, it's Fushimi-kun's preference," the man seemed to look around appreciatively, "The environment here is very good, you might as well give it a try."

"A cup of black coffee and a cheesecake, thank you." Shi Shu smiled at the waiter, closed the menu, and wrapped his hands in his sleeves, "It's been a long time since I have such free time to taste afternoon tea."

"You can come with that one, he will like it." The man narrowed his eyes, gracefully picked up the handle of the cup, and took a sip of coffee.

A tinge of embarrassment flashed across Shi Shu's face, "No, he...wouldn't like to be with me, um, this cake is really good." Shi Shu dug a spoonful and put it in his mouth. .

The man caught a glimpse, shook his head with a smile, and turned over a page of the magazine, "Although it's rude, I still have to say that you may have done something wrong. Although approaching that person will get more clues, it is bound to be dangerous." The coefficient will go up, and..."

Ten Shu was stirring the coffee with some embarrassment, classical music and a clear male voice rang in his ears, "According to my unscientific speculation, the relationship you have reached is not equal, don't you feel sad?"

Um, why did you use the word "sad", Shi Shu thought, scratched his face, and smiled, "Although I can't tell you for now, but you really guessed it well. Ah, it's not equal, I'm really passive, yesterday He asked me to give up my job as a male publicist."

The man frowned, "Did he see something?"

"I don't know," Shi Shu still smiled sweetly, "But at least when we're together, I don't feel sad at all."

"..." The man pondered, "I don't mean to advise. Recently, there have been rumors that there is an undercover investigation over there. With his shrewd methods, I'm afraid he won't be able to keep him... Anyway, you must be careful."

"Yeah..." Ten eyelashes sparkled, and he swallowed slowly with hot coffee in his throat. He took out a piece of paper from his coat pocket, "Male public relations are not bad, this is my job, at least I am free .”

"Thank you." The man was stunned for a moment, took the paper full of writing, nodded with satisfaction, and quickly remembered it, and was about to get up to destroy the paper when suddenly a bell rang.

Seeing the name appearing on the screen, Shi Shu's body trembled violently, his heart pounding, and finally he pressed the answer button tremblingly, "Hey, Brother Kusanagi, you're coming back so soon. "

"Ah, yes, I'm at home. What do you want to eat?" Ten bundles of eyebrows and eyes were curved, and his tone was unexpectedly cheerful. He quickly finished talking on the phone, and then slowly put down the phone, his expression became very serious. .

"I'm sorry, I'll take my leave first." Shi Shu hurriedly got up, his palms were soaked in sweat, and he had to give up the unfinished coffee. He left the bookstore in a hurry without saying much.

"Tsk, are they acting?" Fushimi came over, snorting, "Have you run out of options, have you reached the point where you can only get information by betraying your subordinate's appearance?"

"Oh, why did Fushimi-kun say that?" The man shook his head helplessly, "The world is impermanent. I didn't expect that military adviser to have such a preference, huh?"

"...I don't know," Fushimi said after a moment of silence in the air, "their relationship is not equal, and the harm outweighs the benefit. Your informant may not live long."

"Oh, don't look down on my informant," the man chuckled, "And, Fushimi-kun, I just said that line, don't repeat it."

"..." Fushimi cut and poked the cake vigorously.

Kusanagi Izumo suppressed his emotions, and watched his uncle read out the newly drafted will tenderly, and he didn't say anything about the fact that half of the property would belong to him.He smiled slightly, bowed gracefully, and turned to leave the villa hall.

The other relatives present expressed surprise and anger, and whispered.

"Izumo!" Noi's face was deeply wrinkled, "Let's stay for dinner today."

"No, I like to be quiet," Kusanagi Izumo looked at his watch, "You have delayed my time, please notify me in advance next time."

Wanxia lay limply on the sky, Kusanagi Izumo touched the mirror of his watch, and after hanging up the phone, his heart sank a bit, and after thinking for a while, an indescribable strange feeling arose.

The lover's words are so warm, full of excitement looking forward to his return home, but... just feel very strange, the element of acting, ha, but they are indeed just acting on the spot, having fun, how much emotion can they expect to invest.

Kusanagi Izumo pulled his tie, took a deep breath, got out of the car, and looked at the high-end apartment building in front of him. Yes, considering many factors, Kusanagi still decided to choose a new apartment as a place to live with Shishu. Toku also accepted without any objection.

The sound of footsteps echoing in the stairwell was hurried and tense, and Yun's brows could be heard slightly frowning, making her even more irritable.

The heavy door of the elevator was still closed, and Izumo exhaled smoke slowly, moved away and turned to walk towards the stairwell, his steps were not flustered, but his chest was tightly pressed.

Approaching the door of his house, Izumo panted slightly, and rang the doorbell, but no one opened the door.He darkened, closed his eyes lightly, stubbed out the cigarette, reached into his pocket and was about to take out the key, when he inserted the key, he suddenly heard a cry of "ah" inside.

In almost a second, he quickly opened the door and rushed in. The dark environment, but the halo of light at the other end of the bathroom, Kusanagi Izumo did not hesitate, and ran into the bathroom in three steps at a time.

"Wow!" The high-pitched scale, and then turned into a low-key clear, bright eyes on that handsome face stared straight at Izumo.

"Uh... what are you?" Seeing the man half-kneeling on the blue tiles, his whole body naked|exposed, with small water droplets floating on his skin, which made it whiter and smoother, alluring and charming, Kusanagi Izumo suddenly forgot to ask for it. When questioning, he coughed, glanced over, and found a bath towel.

"As you can see, I slipped and fell, help me up, okay?" Toku stuck out his pink tongue, and when he touched the towel handed over by Kusanagi Izumo, he grabbed the man's arm, and the whole body Fell into Kusanagi Izumo's arms.

"Hey, wipe your body first..." Kusanagi Izumo's voice became hoarse, the person in his arms was wet, he gently wiped his clean body with a thin bath towel, and rubbed his buttocks vaguely with his fingers | Department.

"Ah, I forgot to say welcome home," Seeing the man responding to him, Ten Shu relaxed his nervousness slightly, suppressed a little bit of embarrassment, instead raised his face, and put it against Kusanagi Izumo's face, "I'm sorry, I messed you up." Wet."

"It's okay, we'll wash it together." Kusanagi Izumo squinted his eyes and smiled, hugging his flexible body, the strength of his hands increased, pressing the gap between the buttocks|petals little by little, lower|body massage| wipe.

Ten beams trembled uncontrollably, as if his body was being touched by those hands, his whole body was filled with enthusiasm, he really wanted, really wanted, really wanted to be with him, to be together tightly.

The author has something to say: It should be noted that I made up a part of Uncle Izumo and Tatara's biological father.

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