Trea$ure Digger ? YunGi [?]

GUNSHOT

Not much was said, but it seemed to ring in his head; "Will Song Mingi continue to be alone? Or does he simply have no luck in the love department?"

The statement is very striking, because the photos given are people who look like him in face, and drive a car that is not cheap too, along with a woman, who looks like Kim Yerim.

Mingi just took a deep breath, and decided to go to his bar, and mix a drink for himself.

It's like you control me

Without you I'm lonely

But you're different

Mingi was lonely—he felt empty . His penthouse is still dark, nothing had changed since he left home.

Meanwhile, Yunho, was enjoying a lavish house party of Park Seonghwa's, a high-class socialite who married Kim Hongjoong, a CEO of a well-known entertainment company in South Korea.

He chatted, talked with many important people, looked at the mansion designs Seonghwa and Hongjoong had, wanting it, desiring it.

He doesn't feel lonely anymore, because alcohol has been faithfully staying in his hands, and Jongho won't be there reminding him to stop drinking.

I'm feeling like I'm in ruins

Break it, I closed my eyes to this evil

You hid your true colors until now,

but now I'm trying to be free from your chains, even if I'm naked

Mingi felt cheated, betrayed. After he introspected himself again mentally, he felt there was something about Yunho that didn't make sense. His obsession with money, his obsession with wealth, his obsession with the luxurious life promised when he married a rich man.

Yunho was a kind-hearted man before Mingi told him his real job—making the fake seem like reality, even though it was actually an act of Yunho's best play—that his round eyes and cute face gave to the younger.

Yunho had broken his heart, burned it in hellfire, chopped it, ripped it apart, and casually the man glues the pieces again one by one with weak glue—the words that came out of that enticing lips.

There were times Mingi wanted to end their relationship, ending their one-sided story. But the man could not bear to see his angel's face become marred with such despair.

In your all tricks

Your trap holds onto my ankles

I'm trying to escape

Trying to delete this kaleidoscope

Taking off your tail, yeah

When Yunho came home, the sweet guy was in a bad shape. Not walking straight, eyes glazed, and slurred all his sentences.

"Mingiii~" The huge body bumped into him, and hugged him. "Saraghaeee~ Mingi-ah~!"

Those words seemed to contain magic in them, returning Mingi's previously lonely state to being devoid because of those two words.

Half of the younger's heart rejected Yunho's statement, the other half did not, and made him frustrated and uncertain about his own feelings — making him unsure how long he could hold on, but also unsure of leaving.

Woah answer when I'm calling

Without you, I'm dying slowly

It's been several days since Yunho's coming-home-drunk-and-broken incident, the man didn't answer his phone. Even though he had bought the Gucci bag, a trip ticket to Paris for him had been booked, and a Rolex watch for his birthday gift had also been given.