My nemesis confessed to me

Wang Yi came to meet Wang Qi, and this was the first time they met after Wang Qi came out of the hospital.

It's been a long time since I saw her, but the beautiful and gentle Wang Yi has become more restrained, and her eyes that bend into crescent moons when she smiles become deep and deep.

It was as if there were countless burdens on her shoulders, and all her freedom was imprisoned, and all her pride and complacency broke her wings.

The first time she saw Wang Qi, what Wang Yi said was: "You look much better."

In fact, Wang Qi just recovered from his illness, and there was still a shallow scar on the side of his face, but Li Qingkai gave him a kiss before leaving, so he was smiling.

The second thing Wang Yi said was: "She's gone, I think she's dead."

It's easy to figure out who she is.

Wang Qi didn't speak, because the last time he saw that woman was when he was locked into the house.

But he didn't see her later, so maybe he really died after thinking about it.

Wang Yi lowered his eyelids, and his thick and slender eyelashes cast a shadow.

There was not much sadness on her face, just a trace of sadness.

Even though she is a sensible person, she is still a woman after all.

Her father died, her younger brother was arrested, and now her mother, whom she can't remember clearly, is gone.

I can't tell if there should be sadness in my heart.

She was not that strong, but suddenly felt a little tired and wanted to see Wang Qi.

Wang Qi touched the cup in his hand. Seeing Wang Yi slightly drooping his head and not speaking, he pursed his lips: "If you can't hold on anymore, tell me, I also have shares in Wang's."

Wang Yi smiled lightly, her beautiful eyes curved into crescents;

"it is good."

Wang Qi looked away, and took a sip of the tea in his cup.

Even a very blunt reassurance gave Wang Yi a little bit of strength.

She took a deep breath, put her hands on the table, and leaned forward slightly.

"How are you doing."

Wang Qi paused slightly, his eyes were a little dazed.

"I think I should be fine."

"should?"

Yes, it should.

He finally got Li Qingkai completely and had his promise, but the nightmare he hadn't had for a long time began, torturing him every day and night, making him unable to fall asleep like before.

Wang Yi looked into Wang Qi's eyes and said softly, "Can you tell me about it?"

Wang Qi slowly turned his neck, looking at the withering hyacinth outside the balcony.

As the winter passed, the only flower that survived the strong wind was about to wither.

"I love him."

He said that his dark eyes were far-reaching and dazed.

Wang Yi was slightly taken aback.

"But I don't know why, I'm afraid."

Wang Qi unconsciously began to squeeze his fingers tightly, clutching the back of his hand tightly, but accidentally touched the wound Li Qingkai bitten.

The pain made him tremble slightly, he remembered Li Qingkai's words, immediately loosened his fingers cautiously, and pursed his lips.

Wang Yi looked at him: "What are you afraid of?"

Wang Qi met her eyes, a little confused and struggling.

The former Wang Qi would not be afraid, nor would he have such fragile emotions.

Wang Yi looked at him tenderly and patiently, and asked softly, "Wang Qi, what are you afraid of, please tell me."

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

Wang Qi's dark eyes trembled slightly, he opened his mouth, almost saying these words with some difficulty.

"I...I'm afraid...of losing him..."

His heart froze suddenly, and the overwhelming squeeze made him unable to breathe.

When he didn't get anything before, he could chase recklessly and enjoy the thrill of catching, but now he has the sense of fulfillment of getting, followed by the panic of losing every day.

Wang Yi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled softly and relieved.

She raised her hand and stroked Wang Qi's hair, as if comforting a child who had just become governor.

"Remember the story I told you about the rabbit and the moon."

Wang Qi nodded.

Wang Yi smiled again.

"You just think "this is my Li Qingkai" every day, so you are afraid. "

Wang Qi tilted his head to look at him.

The feeling of breathlessness in my heart has not disappeared.

No, not for this reason.

The rabbit's fear is because of the unknown panic.

But his nightmares had a distinct shape.

Wang Qi's eyes were a little lost. He seemed to see the ghost with blue face and fangs again, and Li Qingkai who was lying on the dining table covered in blood.

——"If a matter never ends, then solve the root of the matter."

Wang Qi was shocked.

He lowered his eyes, and the darkness inside gradually condensed into an inextricable fog.

Seeing that Wang Qi hadn't spoken for a long time, Wang Yi was about to say something to comfort her, when Wang Qi suddenly grabbed her wrist forcefully.

"The next time you come, help me bring my favorite soup, okay?"

Looking at Wang Qi's dark pupils, Wang Yi suddenly sank for some reason.

"it is good……"

……

When leaving, Wang Yi turned her head, and Wang Qi looked at her with a smile on her face.

A bad premonition rose in Wang Yi's heart, she always felt that through Wang Qi's eyes, she seemed to see a road leading to darkness.

She walked out the door and met Chu Yi who was leaning against the wall. Chu Yi stepped aside slightly, and Li Qingkai looked at Wang Yi and said, "I'm sorry."

Wang Yi pinched his sleeves, with a sullen look on his face.

"I hope that Young Master Li will not use me to test Wang Qili in the future."

Li Qingkai lowered his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Why is it a temptation? Isn't Ms. Wang also very concerned about Wang Qi's state? I just hope to see what he is thinking through people close to me."

Wang Yi didn't say anything, because Wang Qi was willing to stay by Li Qingkai's side, and she also made a compromise at the beginning.

"Send off Miss Wang."

Li Qingkai raised his chin, his cold face showed no expression.

The young man beside him looked at Wang Yi and nodded slightly.

Wang Yi smoothed the hair from the sideburns behind her ears, straightened her back and turned to leave.

Chu Yi played with his half-length hair, which was a sign of his addiction to cigarettes.

But Li Qingkai ordered him not to smoke in Qingzhou Court.

"You seem very happy."

Li Qingkai put away the corners of his slightly raised mouth, and glanced at Chu Yi: "Is there any?"

Chu Yi raised her eyebrows: "If the person I care about says "he loves me", I will be very happy too. "

Li Qingkai didn't speak, but his brisk and clear eyes already showed everything.

"It's actually a good thing that he can really have such emotions because he loves you."

At least Wang Qi will not be completely unattached to this world, and sometimes he can't control the violent feeling of wanting to destroy everything.

"only……"

Chu Yi paused.

He also felt that what Wang Yi found was wrong before, and he always felt that Wang Qi was still thinking about something.

"how?"

Li Qingkai didn't know, he could only vaguely hear the conversation between Wang Yi and Wang Qi.

Chu Yi looked at him, the brightness in Li Qingkai's eyes had not dissipated, and he smiled for no reason.

Because this was the first time he saw such a bright expression on Li Qingkai who was calm and almost cold.

"It's nothing."

He swallowed back the words welling up in his throat.

Maybe it's just that he is a little sensitive, maybe Wang Qi is getting better, and he doesn't want to break the lightness in Li Qingkai's heart just yet.

Chu Yi lowered her head and smiled, then waved to Li Qingkai.

"Come back, don't contact me for a few days, I haven't gone out to have fun for several days."

Li Qingkai looked at the back of Chu Yi leaving, and didn't think about what his "joy" was.

When Chu Yi completely disappeared, he stood at the door with a rare sense of hesitation.

He was a little helpless and funny.

Clenching his fist and coughing lightly on his lips, he still pushed the door open.

Wang Qizheng was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the withered flowers outside in a daze.

Li Qingkai still walked very slowly, Wang Qi looked back at him: "Does your leg still hurt?"

He nodded.

There is no pretense to cover up.

This is not a process that can be recovered overnight, but he has to endure the kind of pain like needle pricks day and night in order to recover slowly.

Wang Qi didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly.

He stretched out his hand and stroked Wang Qi's face. The gauze had been removed for several days, and there was a shallow scar on his pale and delicate skin, which added a touch of unspeakable sexiness to his strong beauty.

But Wang Qi is still Wang Qi, with a beauty that makes people want to stop at a glance.

Li Qingkai didn't want to say anything, he lowered his head and kissed him.

Wang Qi raised his neck, his warm breath intertwined, they exchanged each other's temperature and felt each other's breath.

He raised his hand, put his arms around Li Qingkai's neck, brushed his cool fingertips behind his ears, and tightly grasped his neckline.

Li Qingkai opened the distance, Wang Qi chased after him, and licked the water on his mouth.

He smiled, looked at Wang Qi raised his head and his eyes were red, and scratched the tip of his nose.

"You're now like a cat in love."

Wang Qi blinked his eyes, his thick eyelashes were like flapping wings.

He licked his lower lip, and re-licked the bright red lips to make them moist and shiny, as if he could ooze out plump juice with just one bite.

He looked at Li Qingkai without blinking: "Meow——"

Li Qingkai's fingertips slid from the tip of his nose to his lips, lifting his chin.

"Okay, okay, it looks like I can't have dinner on time again today."

Wang Qiyang raised his lips and smiled, and put his arms around Li Qingkai's waist.

"At the dinner table, I'm more excited."

Li Qingkai smiled quietly, and slid from his chin down his neck into the neckline like stroking a real pet.

……

Sweat covered the back of the pale hands, and the knuckles of the slender fingers protruded vigorously.

City H, which has ushered in spring, ushered in a new climate.

When the wind blows, it brings a refreshing coolness.

But when the skin is close to each other, it feels that even the pores are sticky and hot.

Wang Qi lowered his head, stroked his sweaty forehead hair with one hand, tapped the tip of his nose, and put it into his slightly parted lips.

"Wang Qi, don't be afraid."

The deep and hoarse voice seemed to be filled with something called stability in this dark night.

Wang Qi closed his eyes, bit Li Qingkai's finger, and replied softly: "Mmm..."

It's just that the word finally drifted into a rising and mild ending.