dear drizzt

Scene [-]: Factory Area

"Withered grass and poplars, youth is easy to pass. Dear you, come and find me." ——Excerpt from No.12 love letter, copied by someone from Shakespeare's sentence.

The straight, thin, muscular figure is shrouded in a black and sharp military uniform.The double row of buttons is meticulously buttoned to the neckline, the belt is neatly tied, and the steps taken by the pair of riding boots are firm and rhythmic, showing the sharp temperament of the owner even more.

However, the pair of cold and steady hands, used to holding various guns and weapons, are holding a piece of memo at this moment, and the slender and strong finger bones are trembling unconsciously - if coupled with the livid face on that face, Anyone can probably see that he is very angry at the moment.

Of course, the surrounding soldiers will not lose their color. At this time, they will hit the officer's muzzle: just after a fierce battle, all the rebels in this abandoned factory have been subdued. The price is not small. Let's clean it up together - after all, this is a famous cold-blooded killing machine, and that famous and unprovoked man named Lansert Road.As for the person who dared to leave a note... No matter what kind of character it is, it probably won't end well.

And he watched the search of the soldiers under his command, the color of his pupils was so pale that it was almost inorganic, and he enlarged the beautiful and gorgeous handwriting on the note left by that person, which was different from the familiar handwriting on the cold typeface of the "Love Letter": "Dear Ze Luo, I think you should like this hunt, I wish you a happy meal. There will be a time later. Drizzt."

Unconsciously, the image of that bastard when he left the note appeared in his mind—handsome face, with two parts of sly and two points of ridicule in his smile, and six parts of everything being calculated Arrogant and self-satisfied, like a loaded gun with a shiny black barrel, it is utterly dangerous...but it also has a fatal attraction.

The ink on the note has not dried completely.

Let him escape again.

Look at the furnishings in this factory... Probably before this, he had been lurking here for quite a long time, and with his own ability, he had gained the high trust of the group of people who had just been killed and arrested.

But in the early stage of their preparation for a big move, they sent themselves such a letter again.Using a code that only the two of them understood, they communicated the relevant clues to themselves, both false and true.

Of course, apart from that, he still had the usual intimate and beating tone. He took this opportunity to write some very provocative words in the letter, which were deliberately used to "touch his heartstrings"... Then he calculated the timing, and before he led someone in Leaving, leaving a handsome back, walking without looking back.

No time was left for the pursuit.But you must shake a glance in front of him.

A complete asshole indeed.

Scene [-]: Dreamland, by the ancient city

That night, he had that dream again.In the dream, it was probably a long, long time ago, when the two were teenagers and were in the training camp... The sunset was quiet, and the two walked down the long stairs in the ancient city of Tuole.There are faint pedestrians around, and the air is warm and clean.He looked at the man's back in a daze, accidentally stepped on the ground, and was startled in his heart, but the next moment he fell into a firm and thick embrace - the man seemed to have been prepared, turned his face, There was still the usual indifferent half-smile on his brows and eyes.The familiar breath engulfed him, and then the man looked at him, and when he was inexplicably anxious, suddenly lowered his head without warning, and kissed his lips...

Then the man gently took his hand, interlocked his fingers, and held his tightly.

"Honey, after this battle is over, we will go back to our hometown. Plant red roses in the atrium of the white monastery, and then we will die together in the Golden Lane for generations to come." Another scene that overlaps with this is Years later on the battlefield, when the two were suffering together in a low trench, the man's deep voice sounded in his ears, making a solemn oath.

It was during those difficult and desperate years... the greatest peace and warmth in his heart.

Although that person actually likes to tease him deliberately with that kind of unscrupulous frivolity more often—at all times and places that should and should not be.

It's also hard to tell whether it's joking or affectionate—"Honey, the more I see you are so well-groomed and tidy, the more I can't help but want to mess with you." He took his hand with one hand, from fingertips to fingertips, without leaving an inch between his fingers, and gently kissed his slender fingers.

The young man's body is untouched.And even though he was always a calm and indifferent person, he couldn't help pampering that person's willfulness, accompanying and giving him all the absurdities... even if he couldn't help but tremble from his body to his soul.

But that promised day never came.That person did not know when, from the moment he recovered from his serious injury and returned to the barracks, he learned that he was already an enemy on the opposite side, and became an existence that he could not reach and could not track down.

Even when he dreamed back in the middle of the night, he always had the illusion that the tenderness between his lips and teeth, the warmth between his fingers, and the warmth of a close hug... were still by his side.

Why not just disappear?

"When we see you again, I will definitely send him to prison with my own hands. At least it must be life imprisonment-it is too cheap to simply kill him." Facing his boss's questioning, he once replied coldly, "No matter what you have heard The rumors... the wanted man Drizzt Down is not even my friend."