【Ruijin】Top Secret Mission

Mornings at the Regins' house were always a rush.

Jin put on a white shirt and hurried downstairs to open the refrigerator. He was in a daze, thinking that today was Tuesday, but in fact the alarm went off on Wednesday—Jin was in charge of breakfast on one day, and Gray was in charge on two days. .It's a convention, and it's been like this for seven years.

"Let Gray do it..."

Jin couldn't hold back the desire to rub his waist, there was some soreness there, without even looking, he knew that the waistline under the shirt must be full of handprints and red marks.But before Jin could free his hand, the temperature that he was so familiar with was already stuck on the place of pantothenic acid, along with the phrase "Good morning" that rang in his ear.

The somewhat hoarse voice made the golden ears burn.

Don't think that this will change anything, Jin snorted, thinking that if he had the strength to say good morning to himself, wouldn't he help me to heat the milk.The hand with nowhere to go froze for a while and decided to slap the arm around his waist, but when it was really put down, it became soft and gentle, and finally slumped on Gray's wrist without pushing.

"...Good morning." Jin turned his head, "Go, go, go and warm the milk."

Gray blinked, substituting silence for an answer.

He bowed his head and leaned forward, and Jin also consciously lifted his chin a little.The two exchanged a good morning kiss tacitly, and then parted with satisfaction, each getting busy.

The lukewarm milk was poured from the pot into the jug, and Gray hooked two fingers around the handle and placed it on the table, next to the champagne roses.The completed side dishes are on the plate - two pieces of bacon and a poached egg, emitting wisps of heat.In the kitchen, Kim is frying the toast with butter until golden and crispy on both sides.Gray put away the knife and fork and walked back to the kitchen, carrying Jin behind his back and stuffing the edge of the bread he cut into his mouth.

After the third chew, Jin noticed it.Gray is helpless, his lover is sometimes more sensitive than small animals.

"You are not allowed to eat alone...!"

"It's not 'eating alone'." Gray quickly put the remaining piece into Jin's mouth, and retorted lightly, "We are accomplices."

Shared little secrets, charming isn't it?

Gray's eyes said so.King was almost amused by the boyish side, but thankfully it took him seven years to learn to put on a show in front of Gray—this time the feat was a full second of record high.

"...Okay, have another bite, I'm hungry."

Two hungry men couldn't be satisfied with a side of bread.Jin licked the bread crumbs from the corner of his mouth, took the one from Gray's mouth again, and turned the toast over to announce that breakfast was complete.

The breakfast that was finished together was quickly divided into the stomachs of the two.

The hot knife and fork is pinched, the milk is steaming, the toast can make a crackling sound when you bite it, and the bacon is salty.

In Jin's sight, Gray's cutting action suddenly froze.

"Well, Gray, what's the matter?"

There is also concern from lovers.

That touch of blue has the magic power to contain everything.

"........."

Gray suddenly felt very happy - he raised his eyes and met Jin's, and he could get the jam he wanted, and at the same time, he could help Jin fill his empty glass - these trivial tacit understandings were easily misunderstood. Ignore, but Gray won't.He chewed the food in his mouth carefully, as if savoring the happiness, and lamented the beauty of this relationship more and more.

A home that belongs to me, a life that belongs to me, and a lover who will wait for me to come back.

Gray shook his head, picked up the glass and took a big sip of milk in a calm manner to cover up the uncontrollable upturn of his mouth. Unsweetened milk is so sweet.

——After swallowing, there is a slight bitterness.

It was because of such happiness that I began to feel flustered.Gray thought he was used to a life piled on lies and fictions, but he didn't expect that there would be another person in his life who would hold his hand and spend the rest of his life with him.Gray loves everything about King, his confidence, his energy, and that unreserved love and trust—how sweet and how bitter.

Gray could look directly at the target's eyes and shoot without changing his face, without a wave of emotion in his heart, but he couldn't look straight at Jin and lie, and he didn't dare to tell Jin the truth.

How scary, you have to tell the person you love the most, that his lover who sleeps next to him every night is a killer who lives between bullets and knives - Gray can't even imagine the disbelief on Jin's face And guard, if he could, Gray would never want to see them in Jin's face in his life.

His lover is more suitable for smiling than anyone else in the world, just like the warm sun of the rising sun, clean and warm.

But Ge Rui knew that he couldn't hide it any longer, and his conscience was disturbed-this reason was enough for those cronies to laugh at Ge Rui for a lifetime, but it was true, and these seemingly insignificant consciences had already affected Ge Rui's daily life.Jin is a delicate person, unlike his carefree appearance, he can always find the slightest changes in Gray.

The wounds left by those tasks, the inexplicable overtime, the frequent business trips and the hesitant silence.

Gray bet the bacon on his fork that King must have noticed something.Because recently he would suddenly stare at him in silence for a few seconds, not long, but enough to make Gray feel strange, and then blink his eyes as if he gave up asking or questioning, and turned to talking about meaningless topics.

This kind of trust and understanding made Gray even more uncomfortable.

He has the confidence to lie to Jin for another seven years, another seven years, but those churning guilt is unwilling to do so—whether betrayal is only a matter of his own subjectivity, regardless of whether Jin will accept this fact in the end, Gray decided to tell the other party, This is the greatest return he can make to this love.

The sword of Damocles cannot always hang over the heart.

Gray swallowed the bacon, and he realized that he seemed to be thinking a little bit, because the golden eyes sitting opposite him were staring at him in a daze, but he was not aware of this extremely obvious gaze.

Killer disqualified.Gray seemed to hear the mocking voice of the colleague with the headband.He stretched out his hand and pointed the fork directly at the poached egg on the plate—the yolk that belonged to Jin.

But Gray didn't succeed.

Jin was keenly aware of something, and instinctively clenched the table knife in his hand, stuck it directly in the gap of Gray's fork and pierced the piece of egg yolk.

"........."

"........."

Jin blinked, met Gray's eyes, and then looked down at his plate.

It took him less than [-] seconds to hide his guilt and embarrassment, and then he looked up and smiled triumphantly.

"Hey hey, I caught you!"

"………Um."

Gray ignored the slight sense of disobedience, watched Jin grin cutely, retracted the fork, and rolled the last half of bacon into his mouth.

"How is your company doing recently? It seems that work is not very busy."

"Well... it's okay now, but it might be busy in the future?" Jin took a sip of milk, the salesman of the information technology company, he carefully reviewed his work settings, "Recently, the company is planning a big case, that How could the Devil Boss let this genius go...but Gray, how is your work recently? You have been working overtime recently, and you look very tired."

Gray took out the napkin and reached out to wipe off the milk stains from the corner of Jin's mouth.

"Don't worry about it, pay attention to rest."

"It's the same for you! It's okay, if you are really tired, you can change jobs, if you really can't, you can resign, and I will support you!"

Jin got up to pack the tableware, and when he finished tidying up and wanted to take it to the kitchen, Gray had already held the plate firmly in his hand, and then put it into the sink.

He washed his hands, wiped them clean, turned around and pinched Jin's cheek.

"You can quit when you're tired."

"So? You've been married for seven years and still put on this sitcom every morning? Oh my god, Kim, you're really not a girl in love."

Kim pouted at his "diabolical" boss.

"It's not acting, it's serious!"

"Okay, okay, I lost... Oh, love." Kelly's fingers slid on the tablet, "I thought you guys would blow it up four years ago, but I didn't expect to be able to hold on for so long."

"Four years ago? Is it easy to get divorced after three years of marriage?"

Zitang put the coffee on the coffee table, and explained this somewhat nasty stalk to Jin by the way.

"The third year of thinking differently."

Kelly on the side added leisurely, "Another seven-year itch."

"No matter what you say, Gray and I have a good relationship!"

Jin didn't quite understand, and he wasn't interested in playing tricks with Kelly (he couldn't), so he brought the topic back to the normal track after a few oh.

"Speaking of which, did we blow that order last week?"

Kelly snorted coldly, put the tablet on the table, and pushed it viciously.A corner of the electronic product happened to be nibbling on the wall of Jin's coffee cup, and it turned around, sending the screen directly in front of Jin.

"...!" Jin looked up in surprise after glancing around, only to be met with another cold snort from Kelly.

"The person on the other side has a brain. Knowing that this information was being targeted, he made a bait, and as a result, he caught several companies."

Zitang sat next to Jin, he pushed his glasses and explained the current situation.

"The bait was assassinated, and other organizations did it. Our sniper team didn't have time to do it. At the same time, the information was tampered with." Zitang interrupted Jin's interjection, "I know that you can't fail Jin, this one It can show that there is still a third party involved, and they have more intelligence than us, and they are more sensitive and quicker."

Kelly seemed to have no sense of crisis. She added three sugar cubes to her hot cocoa and kept stirring.

"But this doesn't mean we have no chance of winning, it's just that the next opportunity is more risky, and we need our ace hacker to fight in person."

Zi Tang added: "You need to sneak into the building, and then take advantage of the 10 minutes after the banquet to steal the information from the main computer. Of course, we are sure that other organizations will also participate in this competition. Kim, you will be the mobile target."

Jin didn't care about the worry in Zitang's words, he just asked.

"The superior means to see if I agree or not?"

Kelly and Zitang nodded, and then smiled.

Because they saw that familiar and confident smile, flaunting Jin's essence—the pride of being a strong man.

"Of course I'm going!"

But in the next second, he failed.

"Hey, wait a minute, Zitang Kelly, when is the task you mentioned? Don't be next Wednesday, it's my wedding anniversary with Gray..."

Zitang smiled helplessly, while Kelly on the side rolled her eyes unabashedly.

"Next Sunday, it has nothing to do with your anniversary, don't worry."

"At 07:30 next Sunday night, the intelligence team will attack the firewall during the banquet, while the sniper squad will be responsible for eliminating interference from other organizations."

Daniel sighed after formulating the task, and looked sideways at Gray who was sitting beside him.

"Is it acceptable to work overtime next Sunday?"

"I don't think you will change the mission arrangement because of my personal affairs."

"clever."

So this is just a formal inquiry.Gray sighed inwardly, maintaining his standard poker face on the surface, and responded lukewarmly to his boss' inquiries and concerns.

On the other hand, An Mixiu seemed to notice Gray's absent-mindedness.

"Hey Gray, you look a bit tired? Do you need a break, I don't think the lounge is empty right now."

"No."

Gray got up and walked out of the conference room. What he needs now is not a rest, but a corridor with a signal to send a short message—to tell his lover the bad news about having to work overtime next Sunday.

Gray opened the blue paint phone, frowned and thought for a moment, finally sighed helplessly, and began to type the words "I will work overtime next Sunday".At this moment, Jin, who had an incomparable understanding with him, was sitting on the sofa of another organization, holding a yellow lacquered cover, resting his fingers on the send button but not pressing it, his expression full of guilt.

For the last time, they both thought that this was the last deception before confessing.

Wait until next Wednesday.

Seventh wedding anniversary.

【TBC】