Fleeting

Lang Fai POV

I wandered around the greenhouse, stopping almost every second to smell or admire the plants and flowers.

I felt an arm on my shoulder.

"W-Wei, is that you?"

I turned around expecting to see him.

My eyes widened.

I pushed the stranger away.

"Looks like I found the right target."

The man was dressed in all black, the only skin you could see were where his eyes are.

"W-who are you..."

I slowly backed away.

The man chuckled.

"Nobody important darling~"

I made a run for it.

I could hear his voice faintly.

"Ah, come on. Such a beauty like you shouldn't belong to him."

Zigzagging around different plants, I found a large pot to stand behind.

I quickly squeezed myself behind it, holding my breath.

Minutes passed, which seemed like hours.

I finally stepped out from behind the plant, breathing a sigh of relief.

That was where my senses had fucked up.

"Found you!~"

I could smell the alcohol and smoke that lingered on him.