Final Destination - Cristina Sanchez
Her knuckles pressed against his artery.
The long golden hair spread out, and the light sunlight suppressed the man's instinctive struggle. His trembling chest was like a broken old bellows, making intermittent low sounds.
Mason tried to turn his head, and a blue sky was reflected on his retina. You... His lips moved and he uttered a name.
Tina.
The woman with long golden hair and light blue eyes suddenly laughed. As the man coughed after regaining the power to breathe, she quietly lowered her head and put her ear to the place that was separated from her heart by a layer of flesh.
"I love you."
.
"Ah," Alvin was a little stunned when he opened the door. The next second, he put his palm in front of his eyes, indicating that he could not stand the dazzling light. "Why did you come here suddenly?" He complained with a bit of intimacy, "Christina?"
The woman smiled and nodded at him. She had blonde hair and blue eyes, but her blonde hair was lighter than that of Vermouth, who had the same color, and almost blended with the sunlight. Her fair skin and elegant manner often gave people the feeling that she had walked out of a classical European oil painting.
"Kelver, and Artus," Christina's tone was filled with French accent, adding a touch of tenderness, "Long time no see."
Alvin took the gift she brought and divided it into four portions carefully. He moved aside to make room for the guest to come in. "Long time no see, Miravo," and Fusi, "Does Mescal need me for something?"
"No," Christina shook her head, her silver earrings swaying as she moved, "It's just..."
"Kelfer..." Miyano Shiho, who was already 13 years old, suddenly appeared. She now looked ruddy and taller than before. "You saw my book... huh?"
Perhaps because she didn't notice any guests, Miyano Shiho's coquettish tone suddenly stopped, and she instantly returned to her "no" state. She introduced herself to others, "Kelfer," and while being amazed by Christina's appearance, the organization's radar began to sound, "Excuse me, who is this?"
"Miravo," Alvin briefly introduced him. Artes said cheerfully in his ear, "What a cute kid!" He almost couldn't hold back. "Your book is on the right shelf. I put it back yesterday." He put on a serious look. "Artes reminded me that you have a deadline tomorrow. Go back to your room and do your homework first."
Another codename member of the organization, Miyano Shiho curled her lips imperceptibly and tried to go back to her room. "Wait," Christina suddenly called her, "Miyano's child, Mescal asked me to say something."
"Congratulations on your code name, Shirley."
"Thank you," Miyano Shiho said coldly with her back to them, "Miravo, and Mescal."
Under the gaze of the two men, she returned to her room, took the watered-down wine and left, leaving only two bottles of mineral water in the living room.
"You scared her," Alvin said with a hint of blame. Mescal's impression on Shiho Miyano was not very good. "She is still young."
"Don't be too indulgent," Christina elegantly picked up the teacup in front of her and took a sip carefully, "The organization doesn't have any children."
Alvin talked about it and didn't refute it.
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