The Son of Light of the Snake House

———Harry Potter————

Harry Potter has planned a dinner party.

He made cream soup, bought the best steak he could buy, red wine, fruit, and lit red candles on the dining table as an atmosphere decoration.

He patted his cheek, put the cream soup in the warmer, and took out the thawed steak.

"Don't be nervous, Harry, don't be nervous, haven't you already planned it?" With the sound of steak sizzling in the pan, he comforted himself like this.

Just as he was about to fry up some steak garnishes and toss a salad, the doorbell rang.

The jingling doorbell is like a death talisman, but when the sound stops, it makes people feel the endless quiet fear. "Here we come!" Harry hurried over.

The young man standing at the door was pointing his toes on the ground in boredom, and only raised his head when he heard the sound of the door opening: "Harry!"

"Daniel!" Harry couldn't help but smile.

The youth's silver hair was like soft satin, emitting a soft light, and his golden pupils were like shining stars. "This is a gift for you!"

After a while, the two sat at the dining table.

"It's delicious, Harry, you are very talented."

"As long as you like it." Harry smiled slightly, instead of eating it himself, he watched Daniel's feasting.

"I prepared a suit shirt for you. I thought it would suit you very well when I saw it in the store." Daniel was very comfortable, but Harry was a little restrained.

"Daniel...you recently..." He hesitated and didn't know how to speak.

"What? Harry?" The young man bit his spoon, his cheeks bulging.

"Have you... considered getting back together with me?"

Daniel blinked: "Are you serious, Harry?"

"I..." Harry blushed, unable to speak.

Daniel seemed to be thinking, and then he finally decided something: "Although you have said so... But it is still, uh, sorry."

"...It's okay, it's not Daniel's fault." Harry lowered his head.

"It really doesn't feel like that anymore." The young man laughed heartlessly: "Harry usually feels stuffy, well, compared to my personality, he feels suppressed, but as a friend It's still good, we're still good friends, and we don't have to be...together, right?"

Looking at Daniel's golden eyes, Harry knew that he should smile at this moment, and agreed with him as if he didn't care: "Of course, Daniel and I are still good friends."

But, how can you not care?

He lowered his head, avoiding the bright eyes of the young man: "...I'll get the cream soup." He paused: "This is my specialty."

Daniel didn't care: "Then I'll just wait and taste."

Harry turned and returned to the kitchen. When he was sure that this position would not be seen by the people at the dining table, he sat down slowly with his back against the warming cabinet, buried his head in his arms, and dripped and dripped. A drop of blazing heat clouded his trousers and landed on his legs, scalding his heart.

The red candle was half burned.

After a while, Harry brought out the cream soup again, and the sweet but not greasy taste immediately filled the entire restaurant.

Harry didn't eat a bite as usual, he greedily watched Daniel put it into his mouth one bite after another, and he continued to praise him.

"It's so delicious!"

As Daniel said this, he drank a large bowl of soup.

Not long after that, Daniel felt a little pain in his abdomen.It was barely noticeable at first, but within a few minutes, it developed to a serious level.

"Harry...I'm a little..." Before Daniel could finish speaking, he coughed continuously. He covered his mouth, and when he stretched out his hand again, his palm was bright red.

"... Huh? How could it be..." His body fell down uncontrollably, and the pain made his eyes go black.

Harry hugged him slowly, like hugging the whole world.

He buried his cheek into the young man's neck, carefully sniffing the smell of the young man, and then pressed his lips to feel the young man's gradually thinning pulse.

"I'm sorry." As soon as the words came out, it became simple: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I love you..."

"...Harry..." Daniel was in his arms now, obediently, with a low voice, calling his name again and again, which made Harry feel more and more satisfied, At the same time, a sense of guilt welled up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Daniel... I—"

The young man coughed twice, waking Harry up, and the effect of the medicine was about to expire.

Big mouthfuls of blood were coughed up, staining Harry's white suit red.

"...Harry..." Daniel muttered, his voice gradually became quieter, and the red candles on the dining table were coming to an end.

"……I……"

"...what?" Harry put his ear to the young man's blood-stained lips, trying to hear more clearly.

"...I...forgive...you." Daniel's voice was weak, and his right hand tried his best to stroke Harry's back: "I'm sorry... there is no way... to fall in love with you again..."

The hand slipped down, and the candle burned to the last drop.

Harry sat blankly, holding the person he loved the most in his arms. At some point, his face was full of tears.

The author has something to say:

The initial setting of the blackening of all members is that Daniel, as a "gentle playboy", broke up "peacefully" after "raiding" other people, but others still miss him , so that it develops into a fierce and thick love.

On the surface, other people who were abused and abandoned were actually the worst one!Daniel keeps dying!

You can compare Daniel with Makoto Ito on the same level, but unlike Brother Makoto, Daniel doesn’t attack several times at once. My son doesn’t allow such scumbags! (It's not too bad now)

Daniel dies +1

感谢在2021-07-3001:50:22~2021-07-3102:29:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Ceobe 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!