Love Code at the End of the World

Chapter 312: Make it taste like home

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Wherever there is family, there is home.

Therefore, wherever there is Harry, that is my home in Silvermoon City.

Xingchuan took me to stand in front of the door of Harry's room. Xingchuan stretched out his hand and knocked. Harry's evil smile came from inside: "Don't you always come in from the balcony~~~" He opened the door, and then, stunned Lived the body.

He seemed to be taking a shower. He didn't have time to dry himself or put on his shirt. He was wiping his head with a towel in one hand and holding the door open with the other. His upper body was* and his lower body was in his white pajamas.

"What's wrong with you?! Your face is so pale!" He immediately touched my face worriedly. His hand was still filled with the heat of hot water and the fragrance of shower gel. My heart instantly felt like I had returned home, completely relieved. Falling in warm feathers.

"Stay with him." After Xingchuan finished speaking, he turned and left.

Harry looked at him for a while, then looked at me worriedly, and held my face: "What happened? You didn't go on a mission..."

I jumped up all of a sudden, unable to hold on to my previous strength anymore, I threw myself on him, and he staggered as I jumped him. He stepped back and entered the room. The door automatically closed behind him, and he stopped talking. sound.

I hugged him tightly, hugged his naked and narrow waist, hugged his warm body, so that my heart could hug this warm body, and I leaned against his warm body that was still filled with moisture. On the chest, in an instant, the heartbeat in the chest lost its normal speed.

He stood in a daze, the heartbeat in his chest never returning to normal. His semi-wet reddish-brown curly hair was wet and clinging to his shoulder. The warm, shampoo-scented water slowly flowed down, gradually moistening my skin against his bare chest. On his face, my tears were left together, streaking across the tattoo that looked like tears under his jade bead.

"What the hell... happened?" He seemed to have finally come to his senses, gently hugging my body and caressing the back of my head.

"I killed the Eclipse Ghost Tribe." I said with my last strength into his chest, looking blankly at his white chest. "When they died, they shed the same blood as us... I thought they were Devils, but... they are actually still humans... "

"Stop talking..." He suddenly hugged me tighter and clasped the back of my head tightly, as if he wanted to embed me into his chest. "Let's go to sleep and we will forget this tomorrow." Harry let me go. , caressing my face, "Go take a bath, it will be much better."

I nodded and walked towards the bathroom in despair. Harry caught up with me and put something into my hand. I looked at my hand blankly and saw that it was my clothes.

I walked in blankly again, and Harry sighed from behind: "The door is not even closed..."

His voice was so far away that I couldn't hear it clearly. My brain was empty, as if something had hollowed out my brain. I started to take off my clothes, and there was a hurried sound of the door closing behind me.

"Wow -" I turned on the water and poured hot water on my head and body. I seemed to understand Harry's reaction and his trembling one day, but he was stronger than me because he cheered up. The ground is fast.

I looked at my hands and the water suddenly turned red, full of blood! is blood!

I was afraid and hurriedly scrubbed, but there were more and more, more and more, and I finally cried out. I was in the "swishing" water, and finally cried out. I raised my face in pain, and the hot water poured in. In my mouth, suddenly, I seemed to taste the smell of blood again, the strong smell of blood.

"Ugh-" I vomited it out. I finally vomited it out. I spit out all the darkness that was pressing on my chest and cried out. I couldn't let them take root in my heart, sprout black buds, and grow into the poison of darkness. The vine wraps around my heart and pulls me into darkness.

I don’t know how long I cried or vomited. I stood up slowly and started to wash the blood on my body with fragrant shower gel. However, I found that no matter how I washed, I could still smell the faint smell of blood. I suddenly I noticed that I hadn’t taken off my clothes yet. I quickly took off my soaked clothes, threw them on the floor, and continued washing until my whole body was red and I had no strength left...

I turned off the shower and gradually dried myself in the hot air. Then, I went to get dressed. Feeling weak, I put on my pajamas, then opened the door and walked to the bed. Harry immediately sat up from the bed and was already wearing the clothes. Pajamas, he looked at me distressedly and worriedly, touched my arm, and didn't speak for a long time.

He lowered his face and his chest heaved, as if he was a little irritated because he didn't know what to say. He forced out a smile: "Go to sleep and have a good rest." He raised his hand, the lights went out, and the faint moonlight outside came in. He let go of my arm and wanted to leave me.

I immediately pounced on him again, and he immediately fell back. We landed silently on the soft bed. The suspended bed actually began to lengthen according to our body shapes, until our legs could also be on the bed.

Harry completely stiffened, and I lay on his chest and closed my eyes.

"Everything." His heartbeat was out of control in his chest again. However, this powerful and fast heartbeat made me feel at ease. I felt that the pulse of life could pull me out of the shadow of death.

He kept jumping, and he kept jumping so fast. How could Harry keep his heart beating so fast

I hugged his waist tightly, leaned on his chest, and pressed my legs on his legs. It turned out... sleeping on someone else... is really comfortable...

"All, all, all."

In the midst of his "normal thumping" heartbeat, I actually fell asleep peacefully...

And... I didn't have any dreams...

After experiencing a dark night, I was able to sleep peacefully with Harry. When I opened my eyes, I saw the dawn coming from the window.

I blinked my eyes, Harry's chest was still rising and falling steadily under my face, and his heartbeat returned to normal in his chest: "Plop... plop..."

The clear sunlight fell on the ground where Harry Water was originally, creating a clean and clear reflection.

I felt like I was alive again and relaxed all over.

I sat up and sat next to Harry, looking at the sunshine outside the window. Silvery Moon City was also slowly rotating, and I saw the beautiful grassland on the other side.

I stood up and jumped off Harry. He grunted, turned over and stretched his body completely, as if he could finally sleep comfortably.

I stood by the bed and looked at him warmly, thank you, Harry, when I was always about to fall into darkness, you were always by my side and endured it with me, using the light and heat in your body, Pull me out of the darkness.

If it weren't for Harry last night, I don't think I would be able to cheer up now. Although I still dare not touch the memories of last night, I won't sink into the shadow of last night anymore.

I couldn't help but lean down. Suddenly, my face turned red. What was I doing? I actually wanted to kiss him, and my lips began to tingle involuntarily. I wanted to thank him, but I no longer knew how to thank him, because I felt that nothing could express my gratitude to him. , so... I want to use... a kiss...

But, if he wakes up, wouldn’t I be embarrassed? !

and! With his character!

My heartbeat suddenly accelerated and I quickly retreated. I couldn't kiss him, he would be proud. He would be proud of this for a long time, and maybe he would talk about it for the rest of his life!

kindness. You can't kiss, Harry is a bit mean, and once you treat him too well, he becomes lightheaded again.

I turned around decisively, tied up my long hair, and pushed open the balcony door. The air outside was the same every day. I suddenly jumped out of the balcony, and my whole figure seemed to fly.

In Silver Moon City, you don’t have to worry about being thrown to death, because the special gravity here will make you slowly fall and stick to the ground, so at both ends of Silver Moon, you can jump from one end to the other. , you can also run on the walls of the building, or run under the overpass. As long as you can find the way, you can run at various angles.

I ran all the way, leaping from the height of the building under the special gravity, and then being sucked back into the building under the special gravity, and then felt the lightness of the leap on the roof.

I finally ran to the grass, fell down on my back, lay on the grass and took a deep breath. I unbuttoned my collar and let the air enter my chest to cool the heat inside. The cool wind entered the gaps in my vest and blew away the inside. of sweat.

"Gu~~~" I'm hungry, I want to make something to eat!

I sat up all of a sudden, yes! I'm going to make my own food!

"I want to drink soy milk -" I shouted to the universe, shouting out my longing for home. I hoped that my shout could travel through the universe, through space, and return to my home, the earth.

I ran into the small pavilion on the edge of the green space and said impatiently: "I want to go to the kitchen! Hurry, hurry!"

"Okay, let's go to the kitchen." The elevator started to move, and when it stopped, I could already smell the fragrance of bread.

The food in Silvermoon City is very light, leaning towards the West of our world. It is always bread, salad, juice, and ham slices. Even if it is Western food, there are very few varieties.

Here, there are no Chinese delicacies, no Japanese sushi, and certainly no Korean biscuits, Mexican barbecue, Indian curry, French foie gras, and spaghetti bolognese.

But fortunately, there is no British dark cuisine.

I rushed into the kitchen and startled the chef who was busy making juice.

The chef responsible for squeezing orange juice was startled, and the orange suspended between his hands fell. A female chef nearby saw it and hurriedly stared at the orange before it slowly flew up.

"This is the kitchen, no intrusion." The head chef walked towards me. He was a handsome uncle with blond hair and blue eyes like the chef in a three-star Michelin restaurant on TV.