Mystical Instinc

Did ggsy and the others escape smoothly?

He stared at the ceiling, wondering if this position would collapse.

He felt a little thirsty from the blood loss.

I don't know what kind of person I was before, and whether I would guess my ending like this.

It would be great, he thought, to see Eggsy again.

Oh, I haven't said I love him yet.

"Harry—" The man felt that he was hallucinating.

"Harry—"

Here I am, the man opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"Harry—"

Eggsy——

The one at hand - the gun?gravel?anything.The man threw it in the direction of the sound, which almost made him faint.

Eggsy stopped short. "Harry?"

Yes, yes, I am here.

"my God!"

"Hi..." my boy.

The man opened his eyes and wanted to say hello to his young lover, but was only hugged carefully by the other side's chest.

"No, Harry, don't leave me again, please, please, please, don't leave me again." The young man's voice was hoarse.

"Oh, don't make that look, Eggsy. You know, I like the way you smile..." Harry smiled vaguely and cleared his throat, "It's like... sunshine on the prairie, very... touching ..." His eyes were already full of colors, his head was very heavy, and he could no longer think of more appropriate words to describe the beauty that this young man brought him, even the warmth that the other party fell on his face I can't even notice it.

Then, Harry had a very long dream. He dreamed that he was sent to the operating table, and a group of medical staff in white clothes and face masks kept turning around him.

He has a lot of broken dreams, when he was a child, when he was in public school, when he was training, and work, work, work... and meeting Eggsy, the first time, the second time, the third time...

No matter how the dream changed, he could always vaguely hear Eggsy's voice, and he felt himself waking up again and again, each time more sober, until he really opened his eyes.

-

"Are you awake?" The mixed-race genius female doctor was sitting on the head of his bed, looking at him lying on the hospital bed with a smile.

Helen, Principal Investigator at Zoola.

Harry blinked slowly and nodded slightly: "Yes, I'm awake."

"You've been unconscious for a long time, Harry."

"It's been a long time." Harry took a deep breath.