"You are indeed lying to Xu, saying... why did you lie to him?" His prince needed his protection.
Li Qinghao raised his head and opened Nancheng Lie's fingers. The fingerprints were already left on Bai Rou's skin. They were very deep and seemed impossible to erase.
"What did I lie to him about?" Li Qinghao raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.
Isn't he afraid? Aren't you angry? Why do you still have such a look, why... It's like... It's like... Suddenly, the memory of Han Mingxu breaking the popsicle he had licked when he was a child, and then continuing to eat it in small bites, is... this is how Li Qinghao feels now. .
"You obviously haven't lost your memory, you still remember me."
"Is it because we haven't seen each other for a long time?" Li Qinghao chuckled and shook his head, "If I really have no memory of Li Qinghao, do you believe it? If I say it's been a long time since I saw you, it's just my sudden feeling of familiarity with you, do you believe it? Didn’t you say that we were lovers once? If we were lovers, it wouldn’t be strange for me to feel familiar with you. Isn’t it?”
He clearly knew that Li Qinghao had a problem, but his eyes didn't look deceptive.
"In this world, maybe honesty is a virtue, but there is no law that clearly stipulates who must be honest to whom, right?" Li Qinghao looked at Nancheng Lie in a daze, then turned and left.
There was thunder and lightning outside the house. After a while, thunderstorms and strong winds began to blow. The strong wind blew open the windows in the corridor and rushed in. They hit Li Qinghao mercilessly.
Under the dark night, with his black hair dancing lightly, he looked like an elf in the forest, mysterious and noble.
Halfway through, Li Qinghao stopped and turned around: "When I became familiar with you, did you also find a familiar shadow in me?" He asked, very quietly. But Nancheng Lie's heart was like a violent storm outside.
How does he... know his inner reflection
Li Qinghao looked at the doubt in Nancheng Lie's eyes with a smile. It was because of his eyes. When facing Han Mingxu, Nancheng Lie had a pair of eyes that could speak.
Although the owner hasn't felt it yet, these eyes looking at Li Qinghao's body seemed to see Han Mingxu's soul. Facing Han Mingxu, Nancheng Lie was always gentle.
When Li Qinghao returned to the room, Ke Qi was no longer there. Looking at the empty house, he felt... particularly calm.
The thunderstorm hit the ground mercilessly, and Nancheng Lie drove the car soaring in the rain. It's so strange... His heart is beating non-stop. This is a feeling that can only be felt when facing Xu. Why can his heart beat when facing that toy
ah…
Nancheng Lie ran out of the car and shouted. He closed his eyes and faced the sky. The rainwater slipped into his mouth, with a salty taste, and he woke up. It turned out that he was crying.
Xu... Xu...
In the rain, he shouted the name of the person in his heart over and over again, his best friend... the person he loved most...
This love is beyond what he can bear. If it continues like this, he may not even be able to suppress it rationally. Just now... When he saw Han Mingxu pressing on Li Qinghao's body, he still had an urge... the urge to tell Han Mingxu that he loved him...
But his reason once again suppressed this impulse, and he had no choice but to call Li Qinghao outside, but why... why did he see the shadow of Xu on Li Qinghao's body, why
No... I must have seen it wrong.
Li Qinghao's quiet and handsome figure flashed through his mind, and Nancheng Lie decided to ignore him... next time... next time if he seduce Xu again, he would definitely not let him go... definitely not.
The same night, different hearts, but also the same complexity.
Ke Qi sat on the sofa, holding a goblet between his slender fingers. The blood-red liquid in the glass was wine. He took a brief sip. The aroma of the wine was very strong, but it could only stay in his mouth and could not flow into his body. heart. He knew how good the wine was, so it was not the wine that was wrong, but himself. It was his own heart that was changing.
boom…
The cup was thrown out and hit the opposite wall. The red wine spilled out, splashing on the ground, the wall, and a few drops on Ke Qi's face.
He stuck out his tongue and licked it, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up.