Rib Flower [Ability]

The whole building was plunged into darkness.

Sayero approached the target quietly from the crowd at an extremely fast speed, pulled out a steel string from the watch, and strangled the target's neck suddenly when the dance floor was plunged into darkness.

Convulsions, trembling, silent struggle, just a blink of an eye, like death hunting for souls.

The lights returned to normal.

On the bar, a person sat quietly and stiffly, still maintaining the posture at the moment of death. There was a blackened bloodstain on his neck, and a commotion broke out on the dance floor in an instant.Punk youths with knives scattered in search of the suspicious murderer.

Helo rushed to the safe passage following the fleeing waiter, and was suddenly dragged into his arms by a man, and a big hand like an iron hoop grabbed his waist fiercely.

"Where do we go next? Get married?"

Helo pressed against the back of the person in front of him, and asked amidst the roar of the aircraft, but Sayero did not respond to him, but speeded up.

The craft swerved across the sky above the Brooklyn Bridge, swooped down, and plunged into the water.The shock wave split the water, causing them to ride the wind and waves towards a rising sun on the sea level, slowing down in each wave.

"This is the life of an agent?" Herlo let out a long sigh of relief leaning on the back of the person behind him, looking at the changing holographic cityscape on the high protective wall along the coast, his feet swayed with the ups and downs of the aircraft, "No Difficulties as I imagined. I am confident that I will be your partner."

Sayero tightened his grip on the accelerator, noncommittal.He tilted the body, and the aircraft made a big bend on the sea surface, leaning towards the shore.

The morning light gradually filled their bodies, dyeing the sea surface a dazzling golden color.Helo raised his hand to cover the light, half-closed his eyes, and felt a heavy drowsiness creeping up.

He turned to lie on Sayero's broad back, but the moment he saw the words displayed on the gate of the protective wall, his sleepiness disappeared, and his color suddenly changed-"Welcome to New York City."

He tipped over and nearly fell off the craft into the water.

Sayero's decision to send him to college is really not just talk.

This man has always kept his promise, and his desire to control is terrifying. In the past, no matter how stubborn he was, the disputes between the two of them always ended in his defeat.But this time, he would not obey no matter what.

He jumped up, flipped onto the driver's seat, grabbed the control handle, turned his head and gave him a sharp look: "How many times do I have to say it before you understand, Sayero, I don't want to go to some university! I think Become a hacker, an agent, become an existence like you, and walk side by side with you!"

"Both Cia and Thorn Heaven are looking for you, this is the only way to protect you. I will arrange a new identity for you, and let you live the life of an ordinary college student in this school." Sayero bit his earlobe, The deep voice of hunting the wind ran through his brain, "I will come to see you next month."

Helo laughed back angrily: "Next month? Then wait another month? Is it like visiting a prison?"

The craft rushed over the bridge and stopped on the sidewalk.

"I said no, so don't! Could you tie me up?!"

He jumped down, left Sayero behind, grabbed a stone and threw it hard into the sea, causing several strings of water splashes from near to far—just like what Sayero taught him back then.

"Yeah, that's right, you have the right to do this. Arrange my life." He took a few steps back, spread his hands, and the sea breeze blew his silver hair into a mess. "You gave me everything, including my life." .And I have nothing but you, and, of course, the gifts that my genes carry."

He stood there firmly, arms crossed.

On the protective wall not far away, advertisements about cloning slaves are playing in a loop. Various naked bodies are displayed in glass cabins like commodities, with shiny collars around their necks, which suddenly hurt his eyes. Unbearable memories spread in his mind like festering.

"I don't want to bear those criticisms anymore. Clone slaves, male prostitutes, pets, puppets... I have heard enough of these words, it is like a brand of shame in my bone marrow. When I was young, Before I knew it was true, I could still deceive myself, but now?"

Sayero walked over, he raised his head, the corners of his eyes were illuminated by the morning light in the distance, twinkling.

"You won't be discriminated against there." The tall man lowered his head, brushed his eyes with his hand, and paused for a while, "There are many of your kind there."

"similar".

The word pierced He Luo like an invisible thread in an instant. He opened his eyes wide and took a step back in astonishment: "Where are you taking me?"

"A safe place." Sayero reached out and grabbed his collar, "I will take you away after I avoid the limelight."

Helo opened his hand fiercely, stepped back to the guardrail step by step, and opened his arms. Sayero forced forward to grab him, but he dodged and jumped to the top of the guardrail.

"It's like this again, let me wait? I will never believe you again, Sayero, you clearly said that you would marry me if you brought me back to the United States, but now you want to send me to some weird place to stay! Six You were the same way a year ago, saying that you would come back before I was full... What happened?"

"I'm 22 years old, and I didn't see you again until I ran into outer space!" Helo shook his head, his eyes were red, "If I didn't work so hard, would I have to wait forever?"

Sayero slowly stepped forward, staring at his feet: "I will marry you, but not now. You come down first, and we will discuss this matter."

Helo remained motionless: "I don't want to be thrown around by you like a cargo! If you feel that I am a burden by your side, I will leave cleanly and never cause you any trouble. Anyway, I am It doesn't matter if an existence that shouldn't be born in this world dies!"

"Come down for me!"

The figure of the young man against the rising sun is so thin that it is unreal, as if he will jump into a wisp of smoke and disappear at any moment.Even though he knew that falling into the sea from here would not be life-threatening, Sayero still heard the nervous clucking of his clenched finger joints.

He's crazy, and he's crazy.Forced by this kid.

As he approached, Herlo moved slowly on the guardrail, his figure swayed by the wind, like dancing a thrilling dance on the tip of a knife.

He didn't know why he did such extreme and childish things. Sayero could always easily make him overheated and become an idiot driven only by instinct.Sometimes he just wants to test him, hurt him, and stimulate him. When he saw Sayero leaking his emotions to him because he lost self-control—even if it was only for a moment, he could get a great feeling of drinking doves to quench his thirst. satisfaction.

At this time, the big hole in his heart was filled a little bit, so that he would not be so deep in it, so deep that he could not extricate himself, and could only raise his head and beg his creator to give him rain and dew.

He never told Sayero that he was willing to gamble his life for this satisfaction.

But that big hole just got bigger and bigger over the years, and it couldn't be filled no matter what.

In the final analysis, they are not equal after all.His emotional needs for Sayero are as insatiable as a vampire, but Sayero is like watering a flower, refusing to give too much, and not allowing him to grow freely.

"Why are you always so mean?"

He stared at Sayero without asking this sentence, but silently looked at him with questioning eyes, his extremely shallow pupils were facing the rising sun, so pure that there was no trace of impurities.

Sayero was distracted by his gaze for a moment, and saw him open his arms and leap forward like a bird. He lunged forward and hugged Heluo into his arms, and the two fell into the sea together.

A wave came, Herlo took the opportunity to break away from his arms, but Sayero missed him, and after the waves passed, he couldn't find anyone there.He called his name in a panic, dived into the water, and when he saw a figure drifting in the water not far away, he swam madly over, holding his hand tightly.

When the sun shrouded the coastline, a pair of entangled figures climbed out of the water.

Sayero pressed his arms and coughed while trying to break free from the guy in his arms, leaning over and pressing him on the beach.Herlo was wet and scratched under him, her silver hair was disheveled, and she was as breathtakingly beautiful as a stranded mermaid.Sayero stared at him, feeling like a sailor bewitched by a mermaid. If this kid really wanted to die, he would probably go with him without hesitation.

It turned out that it had fallen into such a deep state.