My nemesis confessed to me

Chen Fan was so startled that he raised his head, and Wang Qi, who was unconscious, turned his neck slowly, looking at Li Qingkai who was striding from the door, his blurred eyes were a little lost.

Li Qingkai had a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, put his hands in his pockets, and walked in with his eyes slightly squinted. The strong smell of alcohol in the box made him frowned, but when he saw Chen Fan hugging Wang Qi's waist, his eyebrows frowned even tighter. .

"Li Shao..."

Chen Fan looked at him in shock.

Obviously wondering when he came, how much he heard, what he knew.

Li Qingkai stopped at the right position, took the cigarette from the corner of his mouth, tapped his finger lightly, dusted off the ash, squinted at Chen Fan, and shifted his gaze to Wang Qi who was in a trance.

"Wang Qi."

The person who was called by him, like a startled cat, immediately raised his ears and looked at him.

"go home with me."

He only said this sentence, Wang Qi slowly raised his body, looked at him fixedly, then staggered towards him, and threw himself into his arms.

Hanging on his neck lazily, he said flatteringly, "I didn't drink."

He looked down at him: "I know."

Wang Qi's body was very hot, and the person with a high fever was already a little unconscious. He smelled the smoke on his body, and frowned uncomfortably, leaning on his shoulder and muttering: "Don't smoke..."

He didn't speak, but put out the cigarette in his hand, hugged Wang Qi by the waist, and looked at Chen Fan who was standing silently by the side.

"Mr. Chen, you have worked hard."

A sentence with no clear meaning.

Chen Fan looked at Li Qingkai's leaving back, and lowered his eyes, his ordinary face was somewhat gloomy in the shadow.

He picked up a phone call, his eyes trembled, and he immediately reached under the table and took out a tiny monitor. He slammed the device on the ground, looked at the remaining wine on the ground, rubbed his eyebrows and cursed .

……

Dr. Xu hurried into the Qingzhou Garden with the medicine box. Li Qingkai stood in front of the French window with his backlit. The burnt-out man lay on the sofa, drooping his hands as if he had lost consciousness.

Seeing this strange atmosphere at first glance, Dr. Xu unconsciously slowed down his steps, but after smelling the pungent smell of alcohol on Wang Qi's body, he immediately reprimanded angrily: "It's such a high fever, what's wrong with you?" Going out for a drink?"

Li Qingkai turned his head and said flatly, "I didn't drink."

Doctor Xu was also furious for a while, and only then did he notice that the smell of alcohol on Wang Qi's body was coming from his clothes, and there were still some wet wine stains on it.

He coughed in embarrassment, and began to examine Wang Qi.

"The fever is a bit severe. I'll give him a fever-reducing injection first. It depends on his condition in the second half of the night, but I still suggest sending him to the hospital."

Li Qingkai looked down at Wang Qi, who was ignorant of human affairs, and said coldly: "No, let him reduce his fever first, and find a way to wake him up. I have something to deal with with him."

Dr. Xu frowned, originally wanted to say that now that people are so sick, what can be more important than a person's body.

But after seeing Li Qingkai's obscure expression, he swallowed his words silently and began to relieve Wang Qi's fever.

It's just that when Wang Qi was given an injection, Wang Qi suddenly subconsciously started to resist.

The needle in Dr. Xu's hand almost scratched the back of his hand.

Li Qingkai held Wang Qi expressionlessly, took Dr. Xu's needle and stuck it in.

"Humph……"

Wang Qi frowned and snorted, the soft tone did not ease the cold Li Qingkai at all.

Doctor Xu was taken aback by Li Qingkai's skillful movements.

But he didn't ask anything, and then used some physical methods to reduce the fever, so the temperature on Wang Qi's body was not so scary.

He looked at Wang Qi, who was lying on the sofa, breathing slowly, and then at Li Qingkai, who was standing aside, smoking a cigarette.

After thinking about it, he still sighed and said nothing.

It's just that before leaving, I still couldn't help mentioning: "The patient is relatively weak, you... Be careful not to irritate the other party too much."

Li Qingkai didn't speak, Dr. Xu sighed, turned and left.

Only the two of them were left in the silent room, Li Qingkai quietly looked at Wang Qi who was sleeping soundly.

He took a few puffs of his cigarette, half of which was ignited by the bright and dim light of the fire.

After watching for a while, he suddenly dropped the cigarette butt on the ground, turned and walked into the kitchen.

After a while, he took out a glass of water and walked to the sofa, then poured it on.

The person on the sofa moved a little, his slender and thick eyelashes trembling slightly in the transparent drops of water.

Soon, those dark eyes opened completely.

After a short period of confusion, he returned to clarity in an instant.

Wang Qi propped up his weak body and sat up from the sofa, changed his posture, leaning his back against the back of the sofa, his whole body was paralyzed there with some weakness.

He raised his eyes, saw Li Qingkai in front of him, and wiped the water on his face casually.

"Why is Young Master Li even more angry than me?"

Wang Qi's voice is even hoarse than before, and the rustling coupled with his sluggish tone is always a bit seductive.

Standing in front of him, Li Qingkai said only one sentence: "You are the one who suppressed me." In a declarative sentence, a faint rhetorical question could be heard inside.

Wang Qi lowered his eyelids, shaking off a drop of water.

"I did it."

"why."

Wang Qi looked away and stared straight at the ground.

"Because I'm happy."

Li Qingkai pursed his lower lip, leaned over and squeezed Wang Qi's chin, making him look up at him.

"But you don't look happy at all right now."

There was no smile on Wang Qi's expressionless face, his pale face was like a puddle of stagnant water.

But he didn't look happy at all.

Li Qingkai's fingertips gently stroked his Adam's apple, and he slowed down his voice.

"Wang Qi, tell me what you think in your heart, as long as you tell the truth, I will forgive you."

It was like a spell, Wang Qi rolled his eyes, raised his hand, and held his wrist.

He continued to coax, "Tell me, what's on your mind and why you do this."

Wang Qi raised his chin and looked straight into his eyes.

Li Qingkai looked at him patiently.

After a long time, Wang Qi opened his mouth: "Because... I am happy..."

Li Qingkai's eyes sank, and he increased his strength, forcing Wang Qi to raise his head high.

"I'll ask you one last time, why did you do this."

Wang Qi avoided his gaze, his eyes were dark and lifeless.

He pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Li Qingkai suddenly laughed.

He held Wang Qi's face tenderly, looked at him in his softest tone and said, "Wang Qi, we're done."

……

The silent room was bone-chillingly cold, and the heat rising from the fever on his body could not dispel the coldness in his heart.

Li Qingkai didn't know how long he walked, Wang Qi was like a soulless doll, paralyzed on the sofa with blank eyes.

Looking at the lights above his head, he seemed to see countless swirling halos.

Li Qingkai was right, he was not happy at all.

It should be said that since he moved into Qingzhou Court and became closer and closer to Li Qingkai, he forgot what happiness he wanted.

Before that, he enjoyed the fun of chasing and provoking Li Qingkai, but after he got him, he felt that it was not enough, but in this not enough, there seemed to be another kind of desire for destruction mixed in.

He doesn't understand, and he can't figure it out.

So he blamed this responsibility on Li Qingkai. It was Li Qingkai who had changed and made him lose the unscrupulous sense of chasing before.

Sometimes, it is a rainbow after the rain.Sometimes, it becomes a ghastly devil again.

He doesn't understand, and he can't figure it out.

So, just destroy him, annoy him...stay away from him...

Wang Qidingding's eyes were hollow and pale.

Suddenly, like a dull robot, he flicked his hanging fingers lightly.

Then, his pale and dead face gradually became ferocious and distorted, and his eyes were as dark as the deepest night.

He turned over and stood up, smashing the vase on the table.

The sound of fragmentation is especially waking in the quiet and empty room.

He knelt down abruptly, bent his back, grabbed the fragments on the ground, and held them tightly in his palms.

No one taught him what to like and what to hate, and he himself never understood what he wanted.

Blood dripped down from his fingertips, Wang Qi lowered his head, covered in shadows.

At this moment, Wang Qi looks like a gloomy and frightening ghost, and also like a child lost in the deep jungle.

……

As the cigarettes burned out one after another, Li Qingkai heard the sound of the vase shattering inside, and heard the dead silence inside again.

He was leaning against the wall, with one leg slightly bent, and the cigarette in his hand was burning brightly and dimly.

A hazy haze drifted across his expressionless face.

He tilted his head sideways, listening to the emptiness unique to the night.

A message came from the phone.

The young man spent most of the night finding out about Wang Qi's alliance with outsiders.

Compared with what Wang Qi did, the investigation this time was easier than expected.

It's as if Wang Qi never thought of really letting Li Qingkai suffer a crushing defeat at the beginning.

This leeway is like Wang Qi.

Never know what you're doing.

Do it if you want to do it, stop when you are tired.

He stared at the front with heavy eyes, and the smoke in his mouth burned to the last gleam.

Not knowing what he was thinking, he pinched the cigarette at the corner of his mouth to extinguish it, squinted his eyes slightly and made a call.

"Advance things."

He hangs up the phone neatly, glances sideways at the closed door, and draws his lower lip silently.

Since one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, let Wang Qi be his cat.

Li Qingkai walked into the dark and quiet night, his slender back was tall and cold.

He put his hand into the pocket of the windbreaker and walked out of Qingzhou Garden without stopping.

……

Wang Qi entered the hospital and lost contact at the same time, those people outside began to feel uneasy.

Li Qingkai, who had done nothing, suddenly wanted to hold a banquet, and all the celebrities in the circle received invitations.

This is the first time Li Qingkai has made such a big move since the accident in the Li family.

This is like a preview, showing something.

It seems that the sky in City H is about to change again.