Summer 【Chiqin】

The hysterical atmosphere, like cicadas chirping at the end of summer, suddenly broke down.The indifference that had been painstakingly built for so long collapsed.

I knew that this hurdle might not be over.

he thinks.It's over.

He closed his eyes unconsciously when he saw Gin.It suddenly opened again.Of course I don't want to see Gin like this.But everything was facilitated by him.The so-called old enemy should be a firm existence standing on another distant mountain.Then the two face off.It is ambiguous and stalemate.

When one of the sides loses, the camp behind the winner cheers triumphantly.

But for those who really won, losing such a close person is actually a very disappointing loss.

Very disappointed.

The place where Gin was held was just an ordinary torture room.The only special thing is that there are special guards outside the door.Because recently the entire FBI has been busy attacking the dark organization before it can be transferred, but it is not in a hurry to deal with the captured personnel.In other words, Gin's current situation is not too bad.

Except for the shot he fired before.

He saw what was going on inside through the window on the door.A torture chamber is not a suitable place to confine a prisoner.Neatly arranged tables and chairs stand quietly in the center of the small space.And Gin could only sit on the ground because one hand was handcuffed to the radiator.Leaning against the wall.The loose blond hair concealed his expression.It doesn't really look right from his point of view.Even so, did he lose his original elegant and indifferent posture?See the small but regular rise and fall of Gin's shoulders.As if sleeping peacefully and comfortably.

Judy mentioned Gin's situation intentionally or unintentionally, saying that he seemed to be very calm, without unnecessary resistance gestures, cooperated with the treatment of gunshot wounds, and never refused food and water.

Just don't talk.

Judy said that Gin can drive people crazy without talking, and several people who went to talk to him before were so angry that they did it directly.But still do not speak.It seems disdainful.It seemed to be laughing again.waiting.

And he thought of course.Obviously Gin is still waiting patiently for the opportunity to escape, and maintaining his strength until then is a must.As for seduction and talking, he didn't think he thought anyone else could get the man to speak a word.

He wasn't sure if he should be proud of it.

When he was trapped in this meaningless loss and melancholy and couldn't extricate himself, Gin, who hadn't been in danger for a long time, became excited because he fell into this deadly situation again.

Like a leopard waiting to be released.

He is about to lose him.

Someone stood beside him.Slightly nodded to salute him.He came back to his senses, frowning tightly.

Andrew was known for his torture in the Interrogation Section.He thought that after such a long setback, sending such personnel was the most correct decision.But things can't always be generalized.He thought that Gin would definitely not be the one who succumbed to the punishment, and he also believed that Gin did have the courage to undertake these tasks.

He thought that a man like Gin would certainly not despair because of this situation.

But he is dead.

Sometimes, the most painful wound may not rot on oneself.

So mental harm is always the highest means.

The slightly rusted iron door made a depressing sound when it opened.The people in the house were silent.Andrew said, I started working without anything, and then put the accent on the following title.

Senior Akai.

Like a stone thrown into a lake intentionally, it will definitely hit the waves.He saw Gin look up.

The face that was originally covered by blond hair was revealed in front of his eyes.I haven't seen many haggard for a few days.As a result, the lines on the face are more firm.The light sunlight slanted in from the narrow window sills, outlining the outline of this person and blooming a light soft light.

His frown suddenly relaxed.He narrowed his eyes slightly.

Gin's eyes are so bright.

He finally reached out to block the door that was about to close in front of him.He pushed the door open and walked into the room.

He said.get out.The tone is flat and hides a deep strength.

But the person who was ordered didn't care. Andrew said, I'm just following the order, so don't embarrass me senior.The wording is respectful, but with a joking tone.Just like before, deliberately emphasizing his name to test his reaction with Gin, this practice disgusts him.

He said.Then I order you out.

Of course it didn't go that smoothly.The arrogant younger generation did not obey.Say, what's wrong with James sending me to question this guy?I'm the best in the entire torture department.

And he said, yes.

Become apathetic by losing interest in dialogue with such a person.

It was after I left.

The companion who disgusted him shrugged indifferently, saying that the senior beat (anti-draw) the newcomer in this way, and I have to report it to the superior.

He frowned slightly at the remark.Such an expression of contempt was rare for him.

He said it was best.

explain.You better go now.

In the small space, the thin silence was restored.It is thicker due to the narrow space.He watched the heavy iron door slam shut before his eyes.In a trance, I haven't thought about the first sentence of the reunion.

And Gin's voice came from behind him.This somewhat made him relax slightly.To be able to talk to this man on an equal footing.Except him.No one else.

Gin said.It's so ugly.how you look like.

He turned around, and the corners of his mouth twitched because of such words.

He said.Do you think you look good now?

Time slips by here.

He wondered if it would be such a natural conversation.Like reuniting with friends after a long absence.Or a more intimate relationship.

When the ambiguity recedes, the naked truth makes the usual doubts and suspicions lose their original meaning.There is no need to test each other anymore.Each other took the unpleasant situation lightly with the most authentic attitude.

He finally crouched down.For a long time they were evenly matched enemies.He wasn't used to looking down into Gin's eyes from such a height.

He thought Gin was really calm.How infuriating it should be to be betrayed and betrayed by your peers.And Gin's expression is calm and composed, just like every day.There was no awkwardness or unease about being under the steps.

He was a little confused and didn't know what to say.

And Gin's fingers gently caressed the corner of his lips.A few days ago there had been a bleeding wound there.

Gin said it was ready.Do I need to keep another one.

He said no.His hand held Gin's hand against his cheek.With the other hand, he gently hooked Gin's slightly messy long hair behind his ear.

It is enough.

That moment was extraordinarily prolonged by the sudden sense of loss.My heart was suddenly overwhelmed by inexplicable emotions.The emotions that have been tormenting him for a long time have been condensed into specific and sharp words.

sad.A little bit.extremely meager.

He said.That's enough.

Gin didn't withdraw his hand.

Gin said.Listen to what you just said.Criminal (anti-drawing) hearing.I.this matter.I'm coming in person.

A few sentences are particularly obvious.He looked straight into those eyes.There is really a rare pleasure (anti-pumping) joy.Isn't that strange.He almost thought he was the one being captured and awaiting torture.

He said.Does this make you feel good?

Gin said no.Withdrew his hand slightly.The not soft fingertips fell under his eyes, rubbing back and forth gently.

Gin said.It makes me happy to torture you.

He saw that the corners of Gin's mouth really turned up, and he knew that his overweight dark circles had exposed something else.

He held Gin's slightly cold hand again.Slightly leaned over and dropped a light kiss on the back of the hand.

He said that's fine.

I will come in person.

There was a thin, invisible sigh as he closed the door.Laughter is nothing but a gesture of bitterness.He has undoubtedly lost the game badly.He thought that Gin was really good at such skills as mental damage, and he was not afraid of self-injury.If this torture is carried out by him, it is hard to say who tortured whom.

but.

He thought but.How can Gin control the situation?He thought he was obviously good at torture.

He knocked on James' door.