The annoyance in his green eyes was even worse. He subconsciously took out another cigarette and halfway through lighting it, he vaguely heard a smiling but somewhat disgusted voice.

"Hey, smoking on the bed will cause a fire. It's going out soon. It's going out soon."

He subconsciously paused before lighting up his cigarette. When he regained his composure, there was no one in front of him.

The wounds on his body continued to hurt, and Natafi's last near-death blow not only cracked his old wound, but also broke another of his ribs, adding to the chest wound - although this was not a good thing for Gin.

That said, it was not considered a serious injury at all.

He didn't think he was seriously injured enough to have hallucinations.

But the cigarette was not lit in the end, and he put his hand down again.

Gin always knew that she didn't like the smell of smoke, but this was never something he considered.

Sometimes he would even go as far as to kiss her before the smell of smoke dissipated. She would frown and struggle in his arms, but once he restrained all resistance movements, she could only let him have whatever he wanted.

.

She has always been helpless in front of him.

He didn't care about her resistance, just like he didn't care about her displeasure.

He always gets what he wants by himself - no matter whether the other party is willing or not.

Her struggling and crying will only add more deliciousness to this joy.

Just as he liked to see the blood splattering from the muzzle of his gun, he also liked to see the moment when she bloomed under him.

For Gin, emotions are a ridiculous and illusory thing. Only sensory stimulation and satisfaction can affect his calm nerves.

This is a common problem that has existed in the dark world for a long time - he once thought that she would eventually become like that.

But until the end of her life, she never became what he hoped.

It is as white as ever, even if it has been stained by dust, it will not lose half of its pure whiteness.

She was wrapped in white feathers, and no matter blood, killing, or him, they could not pollute those white feathers in the slightest.

He remembered the first time he saw those wing feathers.

It was also a rainy night. At that time, he did not have the code name "Gin", only the number as their name.

They were trapped in a corner of the factory. 019 had fought to the point of exhaustion. He once thought he would die here.

He has nothing to regret. His life is destined to be tied to life and death, and he has long been prepared to realize that one day he will fall in a pool of blood.

As for the useless person behind him who was shivering and retreating, he was not even concerned about it.

Waste - that was 019's evaluation of 018 for a long time.

But it doesn't mean that her skills are not good. On the contrary, her marksmanship and physical skills are top-notch among their group. Even a high-minded person like 019 cannot say "trash" without conscience.

But she doesn't kill anyone.

How ridiculous, in a killer training camp, a useless person who refused to kill was raised.

If it weren't for her great skills and bright mind, 019 would have solved this burden manually and applied for a new partner.

But that time they underestimated the enemy - to be precise, 019 underestimated the enemy. 018 had reminded him that the goal this time was not simple and he must not advance rashly.

But for this loser who refuses to kill, 019 always likes to discount her words. In the end, he ended up in such a situation. In the final analysis, he is partly to blame.

Just when 019 was about to give up, his hand was suddenly pulled by the person behind him.

"Can you still move?" she asked softly.

019 did not answer. He just spoke calmly: "Your injuries are lighter than mine. If you break through with all your strength, you have a chance to run out." He took a breath, but suddenly the conversation changed, "But don't expect me to help you."

He has never believed in the nonsense that "one's words are kind even when a person is about to die". Even if he is already dying, he is not in the mood to save someone's life when they are dying.

018 probably judged the severity of his injury from his tone. She made an estimate and said, "The pile of cardboard boxes at three o'clock will lead them there."

019 glanced and saw the cardboard boxes stacked in the corner, frowning: "Why don't you lead them to the door?"

018 shook his head and took the lead in moving.

Even though 019 is reluctant, they have been cooperating for so long, and even if they are seriously injured, their tacit understanding has not diminished.

They fought and retreated, and finally led those people to a predetermined corner. Just when 019 was watching what she was going to do, a strong force suddenly came from beside her, and she pushed him away.

He looked back at her subconsciously and saw her raising her hand, pointing the gun at the pile of cardboard boxes, and firing the bullet with a bang.

The sky-high flames and violent explosions suddenly filled the entire warehouse. 019, who was pushed away from the center of the explosion early, was okay, but 018, who faced the explosion, was instantly engulfed in the fire, almost making him think that she and the group of people were destroyed by the explosion.

For the sake of powder.

He stood in the ruins for a while, looking at the burning cardboard box in front of him, calmly calculating her chances of survival in his mind, and finally turned around calmly, planning to retreat.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

A weak cough stopped his steps, and he looked intently into the sea of ​​fire, where the thin figure stumbled out.

"Cough cough cough cough cough... I didn't expect it to hurt so much after being... tied..."

He couldn't hear the second half of what she muttered, and could only see her running out of the sea of ​​fire in a panic, her clothes and hair covered with scorch marks, but miraculously no vital parts were injured.

Seeing 019 standing outside the fire scene, she was stunned for a moment, then ran forward and held his hand.

She pulled him and ran out of the warehouse: "What are you doing standing still! Run! Be careful of the secondary explosion!"

The moment they stepped out of the warehouse, a violent secondary explosion struck again from the warehouse behind him. He felt like he was being pounced from behind, and his thin body blocked all the aftermath of the explosion.

He fell out of the warehouse with him.

After completely returning to the safe zone, he noticed that the figure flopping on him breathed a sigh of relief, and reluctantly moved his body, but it seemed that he was exhausted and fell back on him again.

019 stretched out his hand to help her up, but his hand was wet with blood.

——Because she protected him in the explosion, her back was burned to a bloody pulp.

He was a little confused: "Why?"

018 reluctantly stood up with his help, "Why?"

019 bluntly expressed his doubts: "You can escape by yourself." After a pause, he asked, "You never kill anyone."

A loser who even pretended to refuse to kill people in his own mission, but he blew up the entire warehouse and killed dozens of people with his own hands.

018's movement hurt the wound behind him, and he grinned in pain. He smiled at him, but it looked a little ferocious: "The two questions you asked both have the same answer."

She held his shoulders and barely stood up: "I want to save you."

That was the first time in his life that someone used the word "rescue", and it was also the last time.

"I want to save you, so I won't run away by myself. I want to save you, so I can kill people," she muttered softly, "and at that time, I wasn't sure I could survive—

If I die, it will be considered as compensation for those people."

She said it in an understatement, even matter-of-factly, as if the person who just said "she would do anything for him" was not her.

That was the first time 019 saw fluttering white feathers all around her in a trance.

Not when she released young children, not when she released innocent people out of random kindness.

But when she said these words.

——For you, I can give up my kindness, persistence, and even my life.

Then she fainted in his arms from exhaustion.

He held her soft body, as if he was touching the soft wing feathers.

Pure and beautiful——

He picked up the person in his arms and walked back towards the road.

——He couldn't help but want to cut them off and defile them.

The white color was so incompatible with his life, so dazzling that he couldn't help but want to dye her black and fall into the same hell as himself.

019There are times when I want to give up halfway through.

After he asked her on a whim.

"How long are you going to follow me?"

She was so tired that she yawned in his arms, as if she would fall asleep in the next second. When she heard these words, she opened her eyes suddenly, with a faint glimmer of water in her eyes: "You think I'm annoying?"

019's fingers holding the cigarette paused slightly, as if she was a little confused. She didn't know how she could reach such a conclusion from such a sentence.

But she had already reached out to take away the cigarette from his fingertips and crushed it out in the ashtray beside the bed: "Hey, smoking on the bed will cause a fire. It's out soon. It's out soon."

Then she leaned back and looked at him seriously: "You haven't answered me yet."

019 sneered, pushed her head back into his arms, and covered her with the quilt: "If you have time to think about these things, why not think about tomorrow's mission again."

This is a very typical 019-style "no" answer.

She smiled contentedly, then lay down with her head on his arm. Half asleep and half awake, she whispered into his ears like she was talking in her sleep: "Then I will follow you all the time."

Hearing these words, he lowered his head to look at her sleeping brows.

Always follow him, always be by his side.
Chapter completed!