After being found out that he was acting mischievously with a shiny face

Dreams will reflect a person's deepest fears and desires.

These fears and desires are usually rooted in the deepest part of the subconscious mind, often unaware of the person involved.

The flowers of life are blooming in full bloom, stretching their bodies in the breeze, and the golden throne stands in this magnificent and boundless flower field, emitting bright and dazzling light under the illusion of the sun created by him.

The man in the godlike mansion was propped on the side of the throne with one hand, and his red eyes casually looked at everything around him, the territory under his feet... and the people in this country who were always loyal to him...

the only people.

Nair.

"How dare you appear in front of me?"

The king who constituted the whole meaning of Nair sat high on the golden throne, and his scarlet eyes were full of displeasure.

Nair stared blankly at the pair of eyes that had been staring at countless times, trying to find a trace of... longing for herself in it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help chuckling.

miss?

He must have overestimated himself too much.

However, looking at the familiar face, Nair couldn't restrain his inner squirming, maybe knowing that this place was just an illusory dream, he boldly walked towards him step by step.

Confusion flashed across Gilgamesh's eyes, but he still acquiesced in his approach, as if he also wanted to see what this half-body who had disappeared for almost a month wanted to do.

Neil propped his hands on the throne, bent down to look at Gilgamesh's face that was exactly the same as his own, and saw his expression on the person in front of him from his ruby-like eyes, obsessed And with the piety like a fanatic.

"You..." Gilgamesh was about to say something, when a cold touch covered his cheeks, he froze for a moment, all the words he wanted to say disappeared in an instant, and he could only speak in a daze. looking at each other.

His movements were very gentle, as if he was caressing some treasure in the world. He was more afraid of breaking it and less afraid of profanity. The touch is like a piece of smooth silk from the East.

"What on earth do you want?" Gilgamesh frowned and said, disappearing suddenly, then reappearing suddenly... What exactly does this person want?

I want this person to only see me.

Nair thought stubbornly and desperately.

In the middle of the night, there were very few cars on the streets of Fuyuki City, let alone people. Two heavy locomotives galloped on the empty and lonely avenue.

The roar of the locomotive briefly pierces the silence and solitude that belongs to the late night. Sensitive people will wake up from their sleep, but the short-lived noise disappears in an instant, waking up the awakened people. I couldn't vent my irritability at all, so I had to turn over and fall asleep again.

Originally, the two locomotives were almost the same, but after a few sharp turns, the peach-red locomotive took the lead, throwing the silver-gray locomotive behind a few feet away. It can be said that this weak lead is the key to victory.

Clearly, the pink bike wins.

The orange-haired young man in a black suit leaned lazily on the side of his motorcycle, took out a cigarette from his suit pocket, and handed one to the blond-haired young man who came after him.

Nair shook his head. He calmed down his restless heart because of the racing, and replied, "I don't smoke."

The orange-haired youth—that is, Zhongyuan Zhongye had a flash of understanding in his eyes, so he took out the lighter and started smoking by himself, and the gray smoke was lingering.

"You were distracted just now." With a complete affirmation, Nakahara looked at Nair and said affirmatively.

His leader was assigned to Fuyuki City to perform a mission. He met the young man in front of him half a month ago when he was racing on the road. At that time, the young man's racing skills were still quite immature. Thinking of the young man's extraordinary talent, his skills will be comparable to his who has been racing for many years in a few days. After that, they often meet and go racing here at night.

Probably out of sympathy and love for his opponent, he opened his mouth like this.

"Nothing..." Nair replied.

He looked not far away, the sea was under the cover of night, and it was difficult to see the turbulent waves buried in it.

"By the way, it's been so long, I don't even know what you do... Are you interested in coming to my company to be my subordinate?" Nakahara also made no secret of his appreciation for Nair, in fact, as early as the beginning When they met, he had a vague feeling that maybe they were all the same kind of people, and the mission in Fuyuki City had already been carried out, and he was going back to Yokohama tomorrow, so he generously extended an olive branch to Nair.

If we don't drive every night like now, it will definitely be a lot less fun...

"Ah?" Neil was taken aback for a moment, then showed a meaningful smile, took out a business card from his pocket, and handed it to the other party, "I'm embarrassed to say it, I should have handed you the business card earlier."

Zhong also took the business card. The business card with gold edging is very exquisite in workmanship and simple and elegant in design. It says——

"Nair, number 0256"

Under this simple and clear name introduction, there is a line of gilded small characters - Rose Night.

"Are you kidding—" This night of roses...is clearly a cowboy's shop, could it be said that the young man in front of him...

"Well, I'm the cowherd in the store! Next time you come, you can directly report this number or my name to see me, but my appearance fee is not cheap..."

The young man's words confirmed the guess in his heart.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, "Why?"

"For the sake of living..." I can't use my royal wealth, and I don't want to engage in physical labor, so I have to go to be a cowherd... Of course, there are also elements of my own bad taste in it.

"Come work here...it's better than working at...that kind of place..."

Nair shook his head, then stepped on his locomotive with long legs, stepped on the gas pedal and drove away.

"Hello! My name is Chuya Nakahara. If you change your mind, you can come to Yokohama to find me at any time!"

Hearing the shout of the young man behind him, Nair pulled out a hand and waved it away.

Wandering in the quiet and deserted streets, the oncoming wind blew across Nair's cheeks, bringing a little tingling sensation, but he didn't care, all he thought about was that dream, those agate-like eyes In the piercing red eyes, there is an unsatisfactory desire.

"What exactly do you want?"

He heard the king's question.

What do you want to do?

He was also asking himself, what exactly did he want from this king?

Neil approached the figure step by step, bent down and touched the other person's face lightly, and then kissed the other person's face in a daze, the exquisite touch was as wonderful as imagined, and after a few seconds of grinding and intertwining lips and teeth He left in a hurry again, looking at the angry king in front of him, with a low and unsatisfied hoarse voice, whispered in the other's ear,

"I want to... fuck-you."

Yes, that's right, the long-suppressed, unknown desire-thought was finally revealed in this dream.

He wanted his half, Gilgamesh, to be his own entirely.

Whether it's body or heart, he has Nair's name on it.

This is a poor and sad love.