It was also pitiful that he waited until dusk.

The sensitive little beast forced itself to be strong and asked itself for an accurate answer, but the final result... was destined to be nothing.

Jiang Chuan Shang's eyes darkened.

He lowered his head and looked at Nakahara Chuuya, then quickly took off the hat on his head. A trace of pity flashed in his obsidian-black eyes at that moment, as if it was his last preference.

Nakahara Chuuya stared at the tall and thin man in front of him without blinking, and naturally did not miss the movement in the other's eyes. His sapphire eyes immediately showed determination, as well as a hint of eagerness and persistence.

It was a very pure and sincere emotion, which could be easily seen on his handsome and delicate face. Similarly, when he saw Jiang Chuan Shang doing this familiar action, a hint of expectation flashed in his eyes.

Are you going to give me a kiss and then choose me?

Jiang Chuan Shang also really wanted to drop a kiss.

However, he no longer kissed Nakahara Chuuya's forehead. Instead, he kissed the edge of his hat in front of Nakahara Chuuya, his movements gentle yet solemn.

Similar to the mourning before saying goodbye.

Nakahara Chuuya's expectations were dashed, his eyes dimmed instantly, and he pursed his lips tightly, not knowing what to say. He had vaguely realized that this action represented alienation.

Even though the hat is his true self, it is still his favorite one.

But through objects, the senses are always not clear enough, yet so clear...

After the kiss, Jiangchuan kept observing the facial expression of the orange-haired young man. Knowing that he had not given up yet, he put the hat back on Nakahara Chuuya, adjusted it a little, and then smiled softly.

His smile was beautiful and very bewitching, like the kind that could make people step into the wet river of love in one step. But in reality, it was all a false illusion on the surface. There was actually a quagmire deep buried with corpses underneath. The more the prey struggled, the deeper and faster it would sink.

"Chuya," Jiang Chuan Shang called softly as usual, attracting all the attention of the orange-haired young man, and continued: "The series of words I said are all true, and I never lied to anyone."

The young man's eyes suddenly lit up.

"I'm sorry that you were not satisfied with today's date. But it's not your fault, don't blame yourself. Drunk Chuuya is actually very cute and did not ruin my impression of you."

Upon hearing this, the Hong Kong underworld cadre Gravity Envoy's sapphire eyes became brighter, like burning stars, and like the brightest fireworks, with a heart full of enthusiasm and anticipation that almost overflowed.

It's time too.

Jiang Chuan Shang took in all his expressions, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his lips.

Then, he changed the subject and spoke the most gentle yet cruel words in the most simple and seductive voice.

"But that has a time limit. Once it passes, it's useless. Do you understand, Chuuya? Don't come here again."

Jiang Chuan Shang called him gently at the end, and at the same time released his hand that had been hanging on the edge of Nakahara Chuuya's hat, and stepped back a few steps, elegantly keeping a distance from him without getting a trace of dust on him.

"...?"

Nakahara Chuuya widened his eyes in surprise and confusion. He never expected that Jiang Chuankami would say such a thing.

After laying the groundwork for so long, he thought they would continue, but he didn't expect that it would end.

What does it mean to be time-sensitive? What does it mean to not come again in the future?

They were clearly words of rejection, so why couldn't he understand them when they were put together?

Faced with this sudden change, Nakahara Chuuya was completely stunned. He watched Kawakami Tomie keep a distance from him, unable to deal with the overload of emotions in his mind for a moment.

The originally bright expression immediately turned gray, as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on him, from head to toe. In this cold winter night, the bone-chilling feeling was particularly clear, and the coldness would flow through the blood to every corner of the body.

To the point that he couldn't move his whole body, his expression was blank, and he couldn't react to the outside world.

A look of extreme disorientation.

Jiang Chuan Shang glanced at him lightly, very satisfied, and soon turned his eyes away indifferently to look at Gin who was silent but had a strong presence next to him.

The sneer on his lips was full of meaning, and his murderous intent was never concealed.

Jiang Chuan Shang was too lazy to pay attention to him and just took the key and went up to open the door.

Then he heard a gunshot behind him.

"Bang" sound.

At such a close distance, when he is completely unprepared...what will happen to Nakahara Chuuya?

Jiang Chuan Shang could clearly tell that the gun was definitely not pointed at him, so his movements in unlocking the door were even very orderly.

With a soft "click", Jiang Chuan Shang opened the door and turned on the light in the entrance hall.

It was completely dark, and the voice-controlled sensor light under the porch could go out at any time. It was not as convenient as the always-on light in the room, even if the illuminated area was very small.

But it was enough for Jiang Chuan Shang to look back and admire their confrontation.

Jiang Chuan Shang leaned against the door and turned back nonchalantly. He was facing the light, and the warm yellow light hung on the tips of his thick eyelashes, still looking deadly good.

Of course, there was no blood flowing on the spot. The orange-haired young man was covered with a distinct layer of red light.

Even if he was so heartbroken that he had no reaction to the outside world, he would not joke with his own life. That's why Jiang Chuan Shang was not worried.

Instead, he had to worry about whether Gin would be beaten. Even though his physical skills should be excellent, he could not withstand the super powers of a person with special abilities.

Then, Jiangchuankami lazily turned his gaze to Gin who was holding a gun.

Of course, he was only responsible for watching the show, and he would not take action unless it was necessary to maintain the balance.

At this moment, there was a "clang" and the sound of metal collision was heard as the bullet fell to the ground.

Gin held the gun and looked at the incredible scene in front of him without showing much surprise.

As the organization's most rigorously trained number one killer, he was always calm and patient, which resulted in him having a cold face that seemed invulnerable to swords and guns. His strength made him arrogant, and he never took anyone seriously.

It was precisely because of this that he felt unexpectedly troubled by Jiang Chuan Shang's appearance, and because of curiosity he went deeper into the investigation, so he got deeper and deeper into it.

But now, Gin is in trouble again.

For example, the dwarf who made him unhappy was not able to kill him with one shot, but instead used some means to intercept the bullet.

Gin recalled the information he had investigated in Yokohama last time, and immediately realized that the orange-haired boy in front of him might be a psychic.

People with special abilities, Tomie Kawakami really knows how to provoke them.

The sneer on his lips became even more intense. Gin glanced at Hara Chuuya, knowing that he could not kill him, so he put the gun away and walked towards Jiangchuan at the door.

When he passed by Nakahara Chuuya, he spoke in a casual and malicious tone.

"Go away now, and stop bothering my Tomie. Otherwise, I don't mind finding a way to kill people with special abilities."

The cold voice coupled with these words was full of threat.

What Gin said was true. He was not a person who did nothing, and no one could pretend to be mysterious in front of him, because those who pretended to be mysterious would die under his gun in the end without exception.

So he meant what he said.

However, Nakahara Chuuya seemed not to have heard the provocation and did not react at all. He just stood there with his head down, one hand always touching the brim of his hat.

Gin had nothing on hand and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He turned around and walked towards the door, with a deep frown on his face.

It was not until he arrived in front of Jiangchuan that Gin's cold eyes and brows inexplicably became a little warmer under the warm yellow light, but only a little bit.

His pair of sharp dark green pupils still suppressed a dangerous aura, and the possessiveness in his eyes was frightening.

He stared at Jiang Chuan Shang's gorgeous facial features for a while, his eyes were deep, and the next second, he picked her up by the waist and carried her into the house.

The door was slammed shut, blocking any prying eyes from the outside world.

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