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"Mister Gemini, everything is well prepared for tomorrow's mission."

"Okay, good"

"But sir tomorrow's mission is a bit dangerous and to avoid mistakes Mr. Noppharat asks everyone to use guns, NO EXCEPTIONS Mr. Gemini"

The little boy who stood beside him to report the situation was also trembling with every word.

"I told you I'd never pick up a gun again after that day!"

His cold-faced name, each sentence seemed to express growing anger. His face changed color, and his fist clenched the phone. The other boy was shaking more and more, his face was not even a drop of blood.

"But..but sir..master..how can I tell Mr. Noppharat"

"Despite my father's words, you know I swore that from that day on I would never use a gun again, right?"

"Master, master, stop dreaming, Mr. FOURTH has been missing for a year!" "You can go outside Java, I need to be alone"

"B..but..."

"I told you to get out!"

The boy who was interrupted also just bowed to Gemini and left. As soon as the door of the room closed, the cold-faced person changed his face immediately. His face was sunken down, and there were a few small tears in his eyes. Is he crying? His right hand relaxes from the phone and rotates the screen, a picture of him and a boy. He unconsciously spoke in a sorrowful light

"Fourthie...I miss you"

He collapsed, thinking back to that day his heart didn't stop pounding. Tears glistening in her eyes. Who knows that the head of this powerful family has this weak, loving side. They always see him as a strong, cold, surprisingly perfect person. Because of that, his emotions are always ignored, so he also suppresses his true feelings, not showing them outside. But the time since that person appeared and disappeared was the only time he was allowed to live according to his feelings. But his death brought everything down. Like he said, she's been gone for a year, but he hasn't had a good night's sleep in the past year and has never forgotten the figure of the person he loves with all his heart. Since then, he locked his heart, because he vowed to be with Fourth, if it is not him, not anyone else...

1 year ago...

"Gem, this way go fast!"

"I can't see anything, it's too dark"

"Hold my hand, it's okay, okay"

He and Fourth are the two heads of a majestic family, but that's why so many people want to kill. Right now, he and Fourth are running for our lives. Escape from this mortal game, one minute mistake he and his lover can fall into the hands of death immediately. The cellar was pitch black, with only a flicker of light in the distance. He and Fourth held hands and continued to run even though our vision was not clear, darkness covered our eyes. They could only rely on the sensation of their limbs, the sound of their heart pounding, and their breathing becoming increasingly difficult. Suddenly Fourth's hand was pulled away from his big hand. He groped for him in the dim light that was barely visible, but each passing second brought him closer to hopelessness. The low, somewhat panicked voice calling out his brother's name rang out in the dark with a faint light. He kept screaming his boyfriend's name, hoping that he would answer him soon, but no sound, not a single response was emitted, not even the slightest sound. That far away he saw, Fourth was not too far away from him. Fourth... his white hands were tied tightly, the black cloth locked his little mouth so tight that there were even traces of him on his soft cheek, and his white neck was touched by a cold knife. close to the neck, he saw. Fourth's red marks are about to bleed. He was never afraid of anything, not even death made him afraid. But at this moment, his heart was throbbing as if he was dumbfounded, strangely afraid, his breathing became quick with a double or three-part panic. Fourth's face was pale, and even a word of horror could not come out of her pretty mouth. The other guy did not seem to know that he had discovered so he was still busy looking into the distance. Suddenly from the magical light of the dark darkness, he raised his gun, aimed at the arm that was holding the knife to the neck of the other guy's neck, and shot. One figure fell, and at the same time, the family's bodyguard rushed over and pointed a gun at the man who was still smiling on the ground, sending the other man to the stone floor of the abandoned basement. He ran to the corpse lying on the floor. His face was cut without a drop of blood, and the person lying there was his Fourthie... the person he loved the most. He couldn't believe that the person he had just shot was the one he loved unconditionally, loved to the point of sacrificing his life for that person. But now he is taking his life. It was the hand holding the gun that took the person he loved away from him forever. He repeatedly called his name, picked Fourth up, and hugged him tightly, tears of sorrow dominating his face. He received such a shock that he was speechless and passed out, and by the time he woke up, he was already in the hospital. Babblingly walked over to her dead body lying beside her. Is he in pain? It hurts, it hurts so much. Even though he didn't want to, at this moment he had to accept that Fourth no longer existed, I was resting by the golden stream. Now the only thing he can do for the love of the two is to pray that in the next life, the two will meet each other as two ordinary people, not the head of a mafia clan. To meet each other, fall in love again, and continue this unfinished love of him and Fourth. After his Fourthie's funeral, he gradually formed a habit that nothing could change: visiting his grave every Saturday and sitting there talking about his photo for hours. From the time the sun was not shining until it was dark, he hurriedly got up to go home. Even if he had a busy schedule that day, he would cancel everything to be with him for a full day.

End of flashback...

His handsome face has since been covered with water. Magical glitter water droplets with bright but watery eyes. No one can see this steamy image of him but himself. How dare a high-ranking mafia-like him cry in front of anyone. Suddenly the memories of that day rushed, and he immediately ran to Fourth's grave... the afternoon sun had fallen on his shoulders, clasped his hands and prayed that Fourth would bless his tomorrow's plan. It was getting dark at night, and he got up to return...

A sudden gunshot rang out, breaking the silence in the air. He lay there, motionless, but smiling. He was finally able to meet his boyfriend up there in heaven.



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The guitar stopped playing, signaling the end of the performance. A handsome man standing below looked at the singer on the dazzling stage above with a smile of happiness mixed with pride. The other singer also looked at him with a reassuring look accompanied by sulking, glancing at the backstage signaling him to go inside. The band stepped into the room with applause, and the handsome guy from earlier also disappeared. "We're into the final stage!!" The band screamed with joy, Sound quickly captured the millennial moment and uploaded it to the club's IG with the happy caption "Hot Wave Finals, wait for Chinzhilla." At the end of the celebration, the band quickly cleaned up their things. Suddenly a voice from the door was opened

"Is Gun here?"

The person who just mentioned his name didn't have time to open his mouth to make a certain sound, his friend Win had his throat clamped:

"Oh, precious student council president! Not congratulating the school band on reaching the finals and hurrying to find a lover?"

Win looked at the handsome chairman with a sneer while slapping his shoulders over Sound's neck.

"Then congrats to Chinzhilla for making it to the Hot Wave final. Remember to win first place so I don't waste my time lying to my mom for the past few months so you guys can get a budget boost and sleep at the school or else I'll there's no more this kind president."

Tinn replied to Win with a bored expression that successfully silenced the arrogant man. Sound was about to speak up to protect Win but was interrupted by Por

"Let's go eat hotpot, Ai'Tinn! Gun is sitting in the corner over there, after talking, take him to the restaurant for me, I will send the location"

"Hey Tinn, let's just talk only, don't sell my club president to China. Sound take me, Por has Tiwson, Pat and Yo let's go, leave space for the lovely dove couple"

Win saw the opportunity to poke fun and immediately spit out a few sentences with disdain looking from Gun to Tinn and then dragged his driver out of the room. Gun blushed red, glaring at the closed door.

"Why are you late today?"

Gun angrily looked at his boyfriend who was no feeling to his question. He walked over to him and gently sat down on the chair next to him.

"I'm sorry! Please forgive me, today my mother made me sit down and clean up all the student council files"

"Okay, you can wipe my face, too much makeup"

He looked at his boyfriend flirting with him and smiled lovingly. Gently hold a cotton pad soaked in makeup remover to wipe the small face. Laughter rang out. The young couple held hands tightly and walked out. The room suddenly went dark.

One pink sunset afternoon, on the resounding beach, the two boys sat there for a long time. The small person leaned on the shoulder of the big man, the scene was strangely quiet. The sound of the waves crashing on the side. The small person suddenly spoke up

"Tinn! Why did you like me back then?"

"Hm... I don't know, I remember that it was my birthday, no one could celebrate it with me, but there was a certain cute little boy. Not only did his best give me jumbo sweet, but also sings a very touching song so that I don't feel lonely anymore. That kid is cute, kind, always in a happy and positive state, so I love him so much."

One drop, two drops. Gun's tears fell, it was not tears of sadness and disappointment but tears of happiness, he must be very happy to have met, been with, and loved someone like Tinn. The quiet wind blew past as if it had the power to push the other two bodies together, lips to lips, a sweet kiss quietly exchanged, then gradually turned into a deep kiss that could not be stopped. Lacking a breath, Gun gently pushed his lover away, his eyes still sparkling with clear tears.

"Get up and close your eyes, I have a present for you"

Tinn gently told Gun to stand up straight, listening to Tinn, Gun stood there and closed his eyes. Tinn looked at his boyfriend and then turned away, quickly returning with something behind him. "You can open your eyes now"

He slowly opened his eyes in front of him was a bright red rose, before he could stop being surprised, the person opposite him knelt down and pulled out a red box from his pants pocket. A diamond ring engraved with his name. "Will you marry me!? I promise not to upset you and always take care of you. Marry me?"

His voice was firm as if he'd been rehearsing for this day for a long time. The tears that had stopped flowing from his eyes were now falling even harder than before. Happy eyes looked at him and then without saying a word held out his left hand in front of him for an answer. Tinn looked at Gun lovingly, putting the ring on his finger. He hugged him tightly, tears welling up in his eyes. He took his hand into the bedroom, forcefully pushed him down on the bed, and laid on top of him, speaking in a low voice

"For me. Your first time"

"Do you know how long I've been waiting for you to say this, my dear husband? We're already 20 years old. I thought you had to say this since my 18th birthday."

He was surprised that his lover changed his words so quickly. But he also quickly regained the initiative and replied in a low voice "At that time, I was afraid, I was afraid that you would say I love you because of sexual desire, because of a temporary crush, so I wanted to use the past 5 years to prove that I really love you."

"Now you don't need to prove it anymore, I trust you" Hearing the sweet words of his boyfriend, he gently lowered his head and placed a kiss on his soft lips, he also responded to him, and his small hand actively clung to his neck to deepen the kiss. Breaking the kiss due to lack of air, his face vaguely felt the excitement when he kissed down his young neck, the cool feeling came, and each layer of clothes and pants were removed. Two naked bodies merged. The pink and white breasts continuously received stimulation from his long fingers. The body is involuntarily flushed. A finger crept down the small pink anus and massaged it. One finger...Two fingers...Three fingers. The first time his back was touched, he squeezed his fingers. He called out to Gun in a low voice "My dear wife, do you want to cut my son off. Relax a little bit"

He said while slapping his boyfriend's round white butt. Gun groaned in meaningless sounds listening to his words, gently relaxing his body to let him be free. Seeing that the small hole had welcomed him, he moved his hand wide inside him, the bump touched by his finger, and his body trembled, involuntarily turning a tomato red. Knowing that he had hit a sensitive point, he accelerated in and out, looking for a rough spot to aim for. The other hand left the pink and white flower buds on the breast, down to the small fleshy cone, up and down violently. Three sensitive points receive stimulation together, and white semen immediately gushes out. He pulled his finger out of the boy's small mouth, lewd lust, anus constricting as if inviting little "Tinn". The low voice resounded in his mouth. "Gun, tell me if it hurts, I'll stop"

He did not respond but looked at him with lustful eyes, good hands restlessly stroking his toned abs, rubbing his straight bareback. He responded to his lustful gaze with a nudge. Little Tinn is wrapped in a warm harem. Gun's white butt was filled with the silhouette of his large hand. The thrust of the handle hurt him to the bone as if his body was torn in two. He was used to his fingers, but the stick was too big. He did not rush to move and leaned down to kiss him, the aftertaste of wine still lingered on his small lips, he sucked on his red lips that were bitten and then became swollen. While he was still licking his lips, his mind wandered. He stabbed his lower body inside him, trying to find the bump just now and trying to pull it out. The sound of love sounded from the smallmouth above, "True love", he thought, unpredictably the stream of white semen gushed out like a waterfall inside him. The sensitive spot on his body that was caressed by him also leaked fluid. He placed a gentle kiss on his lips and then lay down next to him, embracing the small body in his lap. He has been fasting for 5 years in return for his trust. Now he is happy and satisfied and so are you. Night fell, the movement had linked him and he lay there facing each other. His eyes slowly closed. Black space.

The surrounding noises woke him up. In front of him was the crowded capital city, surrounded by lights from the city's buildings still shining. A crowd surrounds a crime scene, where's your Tinn. He approached the crowd. His eyes widened, his mouth hung open, tears welling up in his eyes. You see, your Tinn, your beloved husband lying there in a pool of blood. The police step to the side "You're Kantapol? What's your relationship with the victim?"

His eyes watered as he looked at the policeman next to him and replied "Yes, I'm Kantapol. He's my husband. The policeman, why is he lying here?" He panicked, one second he was making love to him, and the next second he was killed. He couldn't bear to hug his body tightly. His body was cold, the blood had stopped flowing, but his heart had also stopped beating. Pulling out the knife on his chest and throwing it away, he cried and hugged him tightly, helplessly shouting his name. "Tinnnn! What's wrong with you? Why did you leave me? I promised to be with you forever, never to make you sad. I woke you up now! Tinn! Tinn"

A crisp crackling sound rang out, and Gun woke up from his slumber. "Papa Gun has a nightmare again? Is he dreaming of Papa Tinn again?" "Papa isn't, it's just a normal nightmare" "Papa don't lie to me, Papa Gun ah Papa Tinn has been gone for 6 years now, if Papa Gun stays sad like this Papa Tinn in heaven won't be happy. Papa Gun don't cry anymore! Papa Gun for me today I'll go visit Papa Tinn." "Okay Tun wait for Papa to change then take me to see Papa Tinn"

The child ran out of the room, and he followed the child. The baby looked a lot like Tinn, he told himself. He's been dead for almost 6 years. The day he was killed is still etched in his memory. Since he left the world, you can't be with anyone anymore, you and he have a baby, but unfortunately he and the baby have never met each other. What she saw were old photos of Tinn and the times he went to Tinn's grave with him.

It was raining outside, just like his mood. Put the baby in the car to move to his grave. Arriving where he saw his parents on both sides standing under the umbrella in front of his grave, suppressing his emotions, he took the baby to stand with his mother. After a long time, he asked his parents to take the baby home first and come back later. His parents' car had just disappeared, he was standing there, letting go of his umbrella, letting the rainwater fall on his body. He knelt down in front of his grave, now he couldn't even explain what tears and raindrops were. Sunset mixed with rain. He knelt there until his legs were tired, then stood up, stopped crying, hugged his grave, and returned to the car to return home. It is true that if we are sad that day, God will also mix with our feelings. Under that red, red sky, there was a boy who was crying in love with someone who couldn't.