Crime

After the concert, Kaito took off his sunglasses and leaned on the back seat of the car wearily.The manager of the co-pilot turned around and saw that he looked tired, but he hesitated to say something.

At the same time, a crisp ringtone rang, and Kaito took out the phone from the backpack next to him, and clicked on the text message interface.He leaned back on the seat and held up the phone to watch it. Suddenly, he let go of his hand and let the phone hit him with a slap.He closed his eyes and fell asleep leaning against the back seat.

It was already very late when I woke up again, and the car had just got off the viaduct and was heading towards the urban area of ​​I City.The high-rise buildings in the distance are brightly lit, and there is no feeling of late night.

"Stop at the second intersection after entering the city." Kaito sat up, threw the phone back into the backpack, and zipped it up.

"But..." The driver was about to speak, but was told not to ask more questions by the manager, so he had no choice but to shut up and do so.

The car stopped on the side of the road, Kaito put on sunglasses, picked up his backpack and got out of the car, and continued walking along the road to the city center alone.

He lowered his head and walked with heavy steps. His slow pace was in stark contrast to the haste of the people around him.He passed by the largest shopping mall in the city, and what was shown on the huge screen was his concert today.

He stopped and looked up.

"The confused city, the lonely night, desire tore the soul into pieces." He sang softly along with his own voice, without the rendering of electronic music, his original clear voice was filled with a kind of helpless sadness .

Stepping down from the stage with chaotic lights, the current self is nothing more than a poor soul that will be torn apart by unknown desires.He straightened the backpack on his shoulders, turned and left.

Kaito walked slowly forward on the empty bright corridor, the scarlet carpet under his feet was so soft that he couldn't even make a sound of footsteps, everything was so quiet that it was uncomfortable.

He stopped in front of a room and took out a room card from his pocket.He lowered his head, and pressed the card close to the door lock's sensor. After hearing a prompt sound of successful recognition, he suddenly felt that something seemed to have collapsed in his heart.

It was freezing cold in the room, the air conditioner had obviously been on for a long time. Kaito closed the door, threw his backpack on the low cabinet in the entrance, and walked straight to the main hall with his hands in his pockets.

"It's a bit late, did you come here by yourself?" The man sitting on the sofa looked at him with a smile.

"Yeah." Kaito responded casually, leaning on the armrest of the sofa with his back to the man.

"I told you a long time ago that I'll send someone to pick you up." The man stretched out his hand to grab Kaito's arm, and watched him lose his balance and fall back into his arms.

"I know the way myself." Kaito looked up at him, "Isn't this what you wish, GakupoKamui?"

Gakupo smiled, then lowered his head and kissed Kaito. Gakupo grabbed Kaito's wrist with one hand and pressed the back of his head with the other, not giving him a chance to resist.And Kaito didn't intend to resist, but just opened his mouth slightly, accepting the other party's ravages.

Kaito was already asleep when Gakupo came out of the bathroom.

After days of hard training before the concert, coupled with the excitement just now, Kaito is now exhausted, curled up in a corner of the bed like a kitten and fell asleep.

Gakupo pressed onto the bed and gently carried Kaito into the middle of the bed.Then he sat next to Kaito and looked at him quietly with his face propped up.

This guy is really good-looking, Gakupo thought, buried his hand in Kaito's sea-blue hair and rubbed it, maybe it was too much force, causing the other party to frown uncomfortably.

Even if it doesn't rely on the singing, this face alone can probably earn a lot of attention. Thinking of this, Gakupo smiled, then reached out and turned off the lamp by the bed, and lay down.

"If you and I were not in this kind of relationship, would I still be able to see you like this?" Gakupo whispered against the pillow.He thought the other party didn't hear it.

Kaito's eyes were open, he wasn't asleep.The moonlight leaking in by the window made his blue eyes shine brightly, and he just looked at the person next to his pillow, not knowing what he was thinking.

The author has something to say:

It's really tricky to post before the start of school... A few more before the start of school, and if I have time, I will update during school. It should be a big hole, but I will keep filling it in.The update may be slow, and the length may be uncertain.

*"Overbearing Eggplant Always Falls in Love with Me" "Popular Idol Sweet Cultivation Plan" ← No, what I want to talk about is the story of a signed singer who was unspoken by the president of the agency company ♂rules♂rules【It doesn’t sound right_(:3」∠) _]

*If you see here, you can know that there will be no shortage of [independent rules], but even so, this article still insists on the plot

*At the beginning of the article, there is [Independent Rules], minors can directly put a red cross on the right ('?ω??)