The late summer sun is scorching hot, and the pouring sunlight carries black wind chimes that ring in my ears.
[Codename] "His codename is a nightmare for members of the organization." When he first entered the organization, a member of the codename warned him, "Don't provoke him, rather provoke Gin. At least you know how you died." Rye Whiskey shook the glass casually, and the man's blue-purple eyes came to mind.
The autumn wind was bleak, and the breeze mixed with blood-colored wind chimes blew by, but it could not dispel the chill in my heart.
[Defection] "Take it." Scotch looked at the gun he handed over, holding on to the phone tightly without saying a word, then turned and left after taking it. The man still had a smile on his face, but the gun in his hand was aimed at Zhu Xingda's heart, "Do you have anything to say? FBI."
Winter is chilly, and the pure snow wraps up the white wind chimes, burying the harsh sound of gunfire.
[Clear] "Gin is dead." "Yeah." There was no wave in the man's poppy-like blue-purple eyes. "Now that things have come to this, why don't you talk to me? Shen Xun." The ace FBI investigator suppressed everything in his heart, walked over, and hugged him gently, "Please trust me a little more."
The spring rain is pouring, and the petals have fallen into mud, but the emerald-colored wind chimes are still deep and unique.
[United] "I recognize you." Akai Marie suddenly said. "Ah?" He was rarely speechless, and his blue-purple Ruifeng eyes were at a loss. "Take care of him." "I will." Akai Shuichi smiled, took a strand of his hair, and kissed him devoutly, "Thank you for appearing in my life."
The four seasons go round and round, but I still hold on to the blue and purple wind chimes.
[End] "It's over." He took a deep breath, turned around and said seriously: "Thank you." Then he showed a sincere smile, looked into his lover's emerald eyes, and asked: "Would you like to give me a kiss? My dear."
Concept: The gesture of dancing with fate is a sober improvisational performance