My nemesis confessed to me

It's past zero.

The new year starts now.

Li Qingkai walked very slowly, but he still approached Wang Qi step by step from the door.

Wang Qi sat on the edge of the bed without moving, he stared at Li Qingkai with those dark eyes.

Thinking about it carefully, during the ten years since their acquaintance to entanglement, it was Wang Qi who used various methods to get close to Li Qingkai, and Li Qingkai just stood there, neither dodging nor avoiding.

This was the first time that Li Qingkai approached him.

"Wang Qi, Happy New Year."

Li Qingkai stroked his cheek and brushed his messy hair behind his ears.

Wang Qi didn't speak, although all kinds of waves were churning in his heart, making his fingertips tremble, his tight lips didn't move, and there was no expression on his face.

He just raised his hand to cover Li Qingkai's back, closed his eyes gently, and rubbed against his warm palm.

Li Qingkai flicked his fingertips slightly, he moved a step closer with difficult steps, gently opened his hands, and embraced Wang Qihuan in his arms.

He felt a pair of hands wrap around his waist, tightly grasping the corner of his clothes, and then carefully sticking to his waist, gradually hugging himself tightly.

The extremely subtle and hesitant movement made Li Qingkai soften his heart.

He closed his eyes and hugged Wang Qi in his arms even tighter.

The two people who were not warm embraced the scorching temperature at the moment of embracing each other.

"Li Qingkai."

The hoarse and difficult voice seemed to be rolling over and over again in the throat.

"I want to go home."

Li Qingkai pursed his lips, but did not speak.

The hands behind him wrapped tightly around his waist, and the strength gradually increased, as if trying to melt himself into his body.

The hoarse voice had a hint of crying.

"Li Qingkai, I want to go home."

He pressed the back of Wang Qi's head, and grabbed his hair with some force.

"Wang Qi, you haven't..."

"I'll be obedient, I won't make trouble or play anymore, I'm very good, I won't go out and run around, I won't cause trouble, and I won't... hurt you..."

Wang Qi raised his head, his dark eyes were moist and somewhat bright.

There is repressed madness and a hint of panic in it, as well as attachment and confusion like a fine net.

This is the first time he has known Wang Qi for so many years and saw his open heart door through his eyes.

In Wang Qi's black and penetrating eyes, what he saw most clearly was his own reflection.

The words welled up in my throat and I swallowed them back.

He looked down at Wang Qi, looking straight into his eyes.

not enough, not enough...

"No."

With a low voice, he stroked Wang Qi's thick eyelashes with his fingers.

Wang Qi looked at him and put his arms around his neck.

He bent down and intersected Wang Qi's head and neck.

Wang Qi rubbed against his neck like a docile cat, and the black hair scratched him a little itchy.

The next second, a sharp stabbing pain came, and Wang Qi bit his neck fiercely.

Hot tears burned his skin.

It seems to be venting all the grievances and dissatisfaction.

His eyes were deep, without any wavering.

The next moment, there was a warm lick on the neck, carefully flattering her.

He heard an obedient and soft voice next to his ear.

"Meow……"

Like a cat that can't live without him.

"Li Qingkai, can you take me home..."

All the tough appearance like a mirage completely collapsed at this moment.

Wang Qi trembled slightly, with a crying voice like an abandoned child.

He hugged Li Qingkai tightly, the dead silence and numbness these days had been shattered the moment Li Qingkai pushed the door and came in.

He understood that in this life, it was impossible for him to leave him.

Li Qingkai's fingers moved, and he stared straight ahead at the dark corner, with a shadow penetrating into his eyes.

He straightened up, trying to push Wang Qi away.

Wang Qi hugged him even tighter, and there was a trace of panic in the eyes looking at him.

He still firmly pushed him away, looking down at the restless Wang Qi.

"Are you really going home with me?"

Li Qingkai's voice was a little hoarse and deep, in this narrow space, it seemed cold and devoid of any emotion.

Wang Qi raised his head to look at him, and slightly tightened his hands on the edge of the bed.

The Chinese knot in his hand was still tightly held in his palm.

Li Qingkai didn't wait for his answer, he took out something from his pocket and spread it out in front of Wang Qi.

It was a very delicate leather collar, only half the width of a knuckle, the pure black edge was inlaid with fine gold wire, and there was a bronze lock in the middle, about half the width of a fingernail, and a very thin strip hung from the center of the lock. The silver chain, the buckle that goes around the collar, looks like a key that cannot be molded.

He looked at Wang Qi calmly, waiting patiently for his response.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Qi lowered his head and raised his pale hand.

Cold fingertips touched Li Qingkai's warm palm, Wang Qi picked up the collar, and put it on his own neck slowly but without hesitation.

He raised his head slowly, looking at him with dark eyes without blinking.

The white gauze covered half of his gorgeous face, and his eyes were still moist. The loose hospital gown could not cover his slender neck and delicate collarbone.

The small black collar wrapped around his neck snugly, adding a rich and sadistic beauty to him in this dark night.

At this moment, Wang Qi completely became his domesticated beast.

Li Qingkai's eyes darkened, he reached out and rubbed Wang Qi's head, then inserted into his hair and grabbed his hair forcefully, forcing him to raise his neck high.

He bent down, and Wang Qi was completely enveloped by the cold but calming breath on his body.

The deep and passionate entanglement, with the aggression completely released by Li Qingkai, is like the most vigorous and aloof leopard in the forest, and Wang Qi is the prey bitten into his mouth.

Transparent saliva slipped down the corner of Wang Qi's mouth, he closed his eyes, bearing all the tenderness and roughness that Li Qingkai gave him.

The silver chain on the neck ring glowed with a cold and dazzling halo.

Wang Qi opened his wet eyes, the red eyes with a strong spring color.

He said softly: "Li Qingkai, I want to go home."

Li Qingkai wiped his moist and red lips, and said in a low voice: "Okay."

……

The new year rushes by in the joy of ordinary people.

For those of them who walk on sharp knives every day, it is just an ordinary and busy day.

And today, it's just a rare sneak in.

This was the first time that so many people gathered in Qingzhou Court.

Zhou Xu pulled the young man, and the young man took Wei Qingxi with him, Chu Yi came uninvited, and the group happened to meet at the door.

Several people looked at each other, and they all showed great kindness that they had come to accompany Li Qingkai to celebrate the New Year.

Only Chu Yi held a meaningful smile, put his hands on the young man's shoulders, and was swept away again and again.

Zhou Xu was the most excited, but at this moment he curled up his neck and secretly glanced at the approaching person from the corner of his eye.

Who can tell him why Wang Qi appeared here!

He was still wearing Li Qingkai's shirt, revealing a large red mark on his chest!

"What are you doing here?"

Li Qingkai sat leaning on the chair without even raising his eyes, his slender neck was exposed with a very conspicuous tooth mark.

The slack and contemptuous appearance did not pay attention to the well-intentioned visitors, but instead, he felt impatient for being disturbed.

Several people looked at Zhou Xu one after another.

Zhou Xu was taken aback for a moment, feeling betrayed instantly.

Fuck!

"Well...it's just that the weather is good today, come and see you..."

Li Qingkai glanced at him coldly.

Zhou Xu immediately retracted his neck, holding the teacup in his hand and snoring, almost buried his face in the cup.

A few people looked funny.

Wei Qingxi, on the other hand, was outspoken.

She straightened her back, with delicate makeup on her face, and her cold and noble expression was exactly the same as Li Qingkai's.

"I don't know what I was messing around with at the beginning."

Li Qingkai didn't look at her, but just replied lightly: "You don't understand."

The two looked up at each other at the same time, then looked back coldly, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

At the same time, a halo appeared on the silver-white ring.

Wang Qi, who was watering the flowers outside, turned his head back, but quickly looked away silently.

Li Qingkai looked over at the moment Wang Qi turned his head, and asked softly: "Can you be okay?"

Chu Yi said "Huh?", and after a while said: "The wound on the face can be healed, the one here..."

He pointed to his heart: "It's not good."

If a person who has been twisted for a long time can be cured so easily, then the world will not have so many bad things.

Li Qingkai looked at Wang Qi's pale and almost transparent side face in the sun, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

There was no regret in those eyes, and they were even calm without any fluctuations.

Because no matter what the result is, it doesn't matter to him.

Anyway, from the very beginning, he will support him for the rest of his life.

And he sent Wang Qi in, not hoping to cure him, but just wanting to teach Wang Qi a profound lesson in this way.

Wang Qi seemed to feel his gaze, and looked back at him.

Those dark eyes are obedient and attached, and against the swaying hyacinth behind him, they are so beautiful that they are not like the gloomy and crazy person before.

He curled his lips, propped his chin and smiled.

Now, he's happy with the result.

Zhou Xu looked at the deep darkness in Li Qingkai's eyes, and his back felt cold.

Until now, he really thought that only Li Qingkai and Wang Qi could be together in this world.

Only Wang Qi can be with Li Qingkai.

He lowered his head and took a sip of his tea, but felt that the steaming tea was cold and sent a chill down his spine.

Several people did not speak for a moment.

The air is quiet with only the sound of wind blowing.

Bright yellow sunlight peeked into the living room from the balcony, illuminating everyone's faces.

Li Qingkai looked at Wang Qi with his chin propped up, Zhou Xu lowered his head to drink tea, the young man was sitting upright with an elegant posture, Wei Qingxi parted the hair behind his ears, raised his chin, Chu Yi put his long legs up, and yawned bored .

Wang Qi bent over to water the flowers outside.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a beautiful painting.

And this is also the rarest peaceful gathering for everyone in the next few years.

……

The quiet and harmonious atmosphere was suddenly interrupted by a loud cell phone ringtone.

The young man took a look, and then looked at Li Qingkai.

The sparkling eyes flashed a gleam of interest behind the lens.

He stood up and nodded politely to Li Qingkai: "I've finished my tea, so I'll take my leave first."

Zhou Xu looked at his back as he strode away, and Wei Qingxi stood up next to him.

"Remember to wash the teacup for me, ask him to wash it."

Wei Qingxi glanced at Li Qingkai, then at Wang Qi outside the balcony.

She lifted her chin, and her slender, white swan neck carried a haughty posture.

Li Qingkai smiled lightly, and didn't take Wei Qingxi's little awkwardness to heart.

Chu Yi stretched his waist, touched his neck, and lazily stood up from the chair.

"The goblin almost sucked me dry yesterday, if I don't stay for dinner, I won't bother."

In the end, Zhou Xu was the only visitor left.

Li Qingkai looked at him, and asked quietly: "Would you like another drink for you?"

Through Li Qingkai's side, Zhou Xu saw Wang Qizheng outside the balcony looking at him sadly.

He shook his head violently.

I am afraid that my refusal is not clear enough.

"No, the aunt at home is still waiting for me to go home for dinner!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he ran out after Chu Yi's heels.

The spacious room instantly became empty and quiet.

There are only a few cups of hot tea on the table, which seem to still carry the popularity that has not dissipated.

A pair of hands wrapped around his neck from behind, and a somewhat thin body was pressed down behind him.

The neck was wetly licked, and the earlobe was sucked into the mouth.

"I am not happy."

The faint voice carried the grievance of waiting to be coaxed.

Li Qingkai laughed silently.

He stroked Wang Qi's hair with his backhand.

"They just come to drink tea, but you are the one who makes the tea."

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