coexist in vain

A few more days of peace and quiet passed.

Guan Mao quietly walked into the training ground that Ye Chenglin taught him to design for the first time, and went to the side to adjust the electronic setting device.The nightmare of rolling down the hillside covered with thorn bushes has woken me up several times in the middle of the night.

The pain in the dream is so clear that people can't tell the difference between illusion and reality.

It's an omen.

He lightly stroked the gun that he had just learned to use, and the nostalgia in his heart was clearly visible on his face.Carefully wiped every part of the gun, loaded the ammunition, slowly raised his arm, and aimed at the bullseye.

It has been a long time since I tampered with the order privately, and the retribution should also arrive.

"What are you going to do?" Guan Mao, who was practicing shooting, took off his earmuffs and watched the strangers surrounding him vigilantly, feeling that the visitors were not kind.

"If you dare to do it, you must dare to act, Guan Mao." Suddenly there was a sneer from behind.

Guan Mao, who couldn't act rashly, knew that the person who spoke was Jin Yuan, the group leader, without turning his head.So he just smiled and said, "I don't know what the leader wants me to do?"

"Traitor!" Jin Yuan's voice suddenly became severe.

He strode in front of Guan Mao, staring at his face fiercely with only one exposed eye, with a bloodthirsty look on his face, "Guan Mao, since you belong to a group, you have to work for a group. But In the name of one group, you secretly work for another group. It really broke the heart of me, the group leader."

Sure enough, the ancestors were right.Gains and losses due to karma, each has its own number.What should come is not not coming, but the time has not come.

Guan Mao smiled silently, tightened his grip on the handle of the gun, and did not speak.

"It seems that you also know what I'm referring to?" Jin Yuan also curled up his lips when he saw that he looked like he was desperate, "Then, please, my team member."

After all, several big men in black who received the signal from Jin Yuan's eyes immediately rushed forward.Before Guan Mao could react, someone punched Guan Mao in the stomach, and while he was bending over in pain, another person quickly grabbed Guan Mao's hands and twisted him behind his back.Another person broke Guan Mao's hand, pulled out the gun in his hand and threw it on the ground.

Guan Mao, restrained by the three, didn't even have a chance to resist, so he was forced to tie his hands and take him to the car.Looking in the direction, they should be executing themselves at location X. Location X can be described as a nightmare for everyone in the organization.It is located in an abandoned building in a remote suburb, and is inspected and executed by a special person from the Ministry of Security.There, there is only merciless death, and no one has ever survived.Therefore, Guan Mao could only hear about it from Ye Chenglin, but he had never seen it in person.

Guan Mao, who was thrown in the back seat of the car, moved his wrist secretly, and found that the other party was using a dead knot, and the rope was so thick that he would definitely be unable to break it by struggling alone.He looked around the inside of the car, but he didn't find anything sharp that he could use to escape.

It seems that this time it is for real.Guan Mao noticed that the men in black who brought him into the car were all unfamiliar faces that he had never seen before.Judging from the moves and strength with which they subdued themselves within just three moves, everyone should be a top master.Guan Mao blinked, maybe he could still win a one-on-one, but in a one-on-three situation with his hands tied and no weapons, I'm afraid it's really more dangerous than good.

Soon the car arrived at location X.Guan Mao slightly looked up at the crumbling and dilapidated building, and couldn't help sighing that the organization really knew how to find a place.

"What are you looking at, get out of here." A man in black behind him kicked Guan Mao roughly, causing Guan Mao to stagger a few steps.

As if he thought he was walking too slowly, another man in black followed and put one hand on Guan Mao's neck, leading him stride forward into the building.

The light in the building was very dark, and Guan Mao, who was not covered by sunglasses, suddenly felt the darkness in front of him suddenly.Unable to see the steps clearly, he was able to climb up to the third floor with the help of two men in black who were roughly pulling him, without falling too badly.

"KS team member, Guan Mao. Crime: tampering with the organization's mission without permission." The No.3 man in black who followed looked at the execution certificate sent by the organization on the communicator in his hand, and looked at the execution certificate sent by the organization without expression. Guan Mao curled up on the ground in pain after a lesson, "Guan Mao?"

"Yes." Guan Mao resisted the pain, gritted his teeth and responded.

"badge."

"Where is the badge!" Seeing that Guan Mao didn't respond, the first man in black became irritable, bent down and reached out to search his chest.

Waiting for this moment.Guan Mao, who has been suffering from being unable to find a close contact with the other party, instead of being restrained by the other party, narrowed his eyes, kicked the man's eyes quickly and ruthlessly, and quickly pulled down the gun attached to his waist, holding it in his right hand .Then he rolled to the ground in quick succession, avoiding the No.2 man in black's shooting.

"Don't make a fearless struggle." The No.3 man in black just watched Guan Mao's counterattack, and said coldly.It's long been used to the organization's killers being sent here for a variety of different crimes.Most of them will not surrender easily.But what's the use of struggling, it's just dying later.

"If you want to kill, hurry up." Guan Mao, who was at a disadvantage, was hit on the left arm by two men within a few moves, and was suppressed to kneel on the ground again, frowning in pain.

"A traitor doesn't deserve such an easy death with a bullet." The No.3 man in black walked up to Guan Mao, and stuck a small white post-it-like thing on his injured left arm.

Guan Mao looked down at him sticking another piece on his abdomen, and his heart beat faster.That is, the latest development of the organization.Guan Mao, who came back later and heard Zheng Chenglie mention this new type of bomb, knew that this time, it really came to an end.The man in black is making the final execution determination with the headquarters.This time, Guan Mao, who didn't resist and obediently restrained, won the appreciation of the three of them. He probably thought that he had recognized the situation and gave up resistance, and the suppression was relaxed a little.

Guan Mao stared intently at the person holding the bomb starter, silently lowering his eyelids.

I just want to get closer to you, Zheng Chenglie.I knew that there would be no result, but I still hopelessly insisted on getting closer to you, and even closer to you.

Guan Mao followed Ye Chenglin's example, slightly bending the corners of his eyes.

Even if you already know that there is no real win or lose in love, you will still overestimate yourself and use yourself and that person as a bargaining chip, but forget that even today, the balance in your heart has never been shifted to my side. .

Even if it is Guan Mao who tried his best to hack the map of the castle mission in order to get close to you, pretending to be a coincidence; In order to get a little bit of your attention, Guan Mao willingly accepts your deployment and tampers with the mission, even if it is Guan Mao who is kneeling on the ground in humiliation, with explosives on his body, and is about to die.

Guan Mao narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at No.3 man in black's index finger slowly pressing on the starter.The two people around him gradually let go of Guan Mao's hand, and slowly backed away.

That's it.

Suddenly Guan Mao's eyes widened, he jumped up and dragged the man in black closest to him, ignoring the pain on his arm, he hugged him tightly, and rolled out of the window relying on inertia.The two were entangled and fell from the third floor together.

At the same time, the people in the house pressed the starter without hesitation.

In an instant, the air was impacted by huge airflow fluctuations brought about by the explosion.There was a lot of fire.

You know what, Jung Seung Yeol.

Love is terrible, but what is more terrible than love is debt.

Guan Mao, who was wearing a bomb, felt that his body was in more tormenting pain than being torn apart, as if every inch of his body had been crushed into thorn bushes in a dream, and his eyes were blood red.But it was only for a moment, and soon the whole person seemed to be scattered in the air, unconscious, and just closed his eyes silently.The gossamer-like smile floating on the corner of his mouth was hidden in the firelight, making it hard to see clearly.

And Ye Chenglin is to Guan Mao.Probably because his name is Ye Chenglin, but his name is Guan Mao.

His grove was destined to flourish, but he had to close it.

Hurry up, hurry up!

At this time, an off-road vehicle was crazily speeding towards X execution.And the closer he got to the destination, the stronger the uneasiness in Ye Chenglin's heart.

When he received the news from the organization that he wanted to execute the traitor Guan Mao, all the staff should take this as a warning, Ye Chenglin, who was restless, jumped into the car and rushed to X location.You must, must not have any accidents, Guan Mao.Ye Chenglin, who has always been polite and unhurried, suddenly stepped on the accelerator, and the car went on a rampage in the wilderness.The wind outside the open car window was so strong that it cut my face sorely.

Suddenly, the sound of a vehicle braking suddenly resounded in the silence around.

There was a small sound of fighting upstairs, and then Ye Chenglin saw a heavy object falling from upstairs.After a careful look, he could see that it was Guan Mao who jumped from the window on the third floor with another person in his arms.However, a bang was heard immediately.The two were instantly enveloped in the sound of a huge explosion.

Ye Chenglin, whose movements became stiff, raised his head and looked at the red light silently.He didn't even have time to open the car door, Guan Mao just...

Ye Chenglin, who was stunned for a while, fell back into the car, forgot to move, and just kept his head up.It wasn't until the smoke in the air cleared that he closed his eyes in despair.

This feeling of losing a person is like losing a whole world.

The sore eyes secreted relief liquid, which washed away the dust on the eyeballs, and slowly dripped down the corners of the eyes with all the sadness.The crystal tears flowed down the cheeks, across the mouth, pooled in the chin, fell into the dust floating in the air, and fell straight to all the silence in this world.

Say yes, cry for you once when you die.

After a long time, Ye Chenglin calmly opened his eyes again, wiped the tears on his cheeks with a tissue, and sat back in the chair.

He thought of Guan Mao, whose eyes sparkled whenever Zheng Chenglie was mentioned, no matter how sad he was, and his heart suddenly ached.

He is used to seeing death and the despair of not being able to love.It's just that if Guan Mao is the one who still dies in a chasing posture in the end; the one who can't accept it is Ye Chenglin.

At this time, the two people in charge of execution in the house came down from upstairs after reporting and got into the car.Another car entered the range of X location in the opposite direction from them.

Ye Chenglin, with a straight face, sat in the car with cold eyes, watching helplessly as a pistol protruded from the car.With two bangs, the two black-clothed men who had completed the mission and were defenseless were easily eliminated.Then the car didn't even need to stop for an extra second, it drove straight to this side and parked beside his own car.Ye Chenglin thought for a while, then gently rolled down the car window.

"Long time no see, Zheng Chenglie."

Zheng Chenglie, who was also dressed in serious black, also had a bad expression, "Where's Guan Mao?"

"It has been executed."

"Looks like it's still a step too late." Zheng Chenglie took down the gun rack from the window sill.

"You knew earlier that this was sending him to his death." Ye Chenglin, whose eyes were red, and who had removed his fake smile, had a gloomy and terrifying expression.

"He also knew that he was going to die, so he did it anyway." Zheng Chenglie looked at Ye Chenglin with a half-smile, but his tone was actually indifferent.

"Using other people's feelings. Despicable. Shameless." Ye Chenglin gritted his teeth, "I'm not worth it for Guan Mao."

"Are you crying?" Zheng Chenglie, who obviously didn't want to talk about Guan Mao anymore, looked at Ye Chenglin's reddish eyes, and changed the subject.

"It's better than your wolfish heart." Ye Chenglin looked at Zheng Chenglie expressionlessly, "Whether you call him to die or let him live, your goal has been achieved. Because only when he dies can he live."

"Playing charades?"

Ye Chenglin glanced at Zheng Chenglie, who was pretending to be ignorant, "You know who I'm referring to. I'll help you with the next thing. But remember, everything I do is not for the second group, but for Guan Mao."

"I remember." Zheng Chenglie sighed deeply, looked up at the still dilapidated small building, and immediately started the engine to fly away without stopping.

But what he seemed to be talking to himself still lingered in Ye Chenglin's ears.

He said: "The sun is so bright today, it's a pity that Guan Mao will never see him again."

Ye Chenglin, who was left alone, also looked up at the window on the third floor from which he jumped out.The hand raising the car window stopped for a moment, and then hurriedly pulled out a few tissues to cover his face, and the tears had already collapsed and burst into banks before that.

Ye Chenglin, who had always been reserved and reserved, finally lost his fake smile on that sunny afternoon and cried loudly, without any image at all.

But who knew that it wasn't Guan Mao who Ye Chenglin was crying this time.

What he cried was the cruel himself who watched Guan Mao being buried step by step.

Because from now on, no matter how bright the sun is or how prosperous the world is, no one will lean so purely and truly by his side, and call him, Ye Chenglin, brother.