love from game

The door opened, and the blue shutter door slowly rose, and the lights inside lit up one by one. From the beginning, the brightness of the incandescent lamp gradually became milder, and finally the whole warehouse was illuminated with a warm orange light.

Anrain didn't expect this person's home to be in warm colors, obviously he looks like the kind of bad boy who likes black, white, gray or red.

Anrain thought, in fact, the deepest part of Li Qinghe's heart is still as warm as before.

Anrain gently kissed the person in his arms and said, "Qinghe, you're home."

Li Qinghe's house is very big, divided into two floors, the downstairs looks like a warehouse, and the far right is the parking place, where is his car.Then there is the bookshelf, there are many books on it, not like the ones Li Qinghe would read.Directly above is another floor, the middle is empty, it feels like a bedroom, and there are rooms on both sides. Somewhat strangely, there is a room made of glass, which can be seen from the inside, but nothing can be seen outside.The other room is frosted glass. This room feels like it should be a bedroom, but it is a bathroom.

The design of Anrain's suit for Li Qinghe was simply to entice others to watch him take a bath, or maybe he never thought that there would be other people in his house. Anrain is more inclined to the latter.

Downstairs is empty, the other side is the living room.The floor is covered with tatami mats, and there are many plush toys and quilts on it. It is facing the floor-to-ceiling windows. The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows are not closed. It seems that he is not worried that anyone will see his home.

Anrain looked at the messy place, only this place resembles a place where people live, Anrain thought to himself, he probably doesn't bother to go to the upstairs room to sleep on weekdays, he is used to sleeping on the floor here, and he is not afraid of catching cold.

Put Li Qinghe there, and then open the closet beside him. There are all kinds of clothes, but simple T-shirts are the most, and go to the upstairs bathroom to fill in the water.Then he went downstairs to pick up Li Qinghe, and took off his underwear when he went to the bathroom.

Li Qinghe doesn't look like a boy, but it's not right for you to say that he is cleaner than a girl, he is not human at all.He has a good figure, but he has tattoos. There are tattoos on his waist, and the tattoos are scorpions.

Anrain thought, probably because he likes scorpions, so he got a scorpion tattoo.He touched his waist subconsciously, Li Qinghe subconsciously called out, and the murmured voice made Anrain a little hard.

Anrain knew that there should be a scar on Li Qinghe's waist, so he got the tattoo.

"Will you wash yourself?" Anrain knew that Li Qinghe was still conscious, and his current state was totally inappropriate to help him take a bath.

Li Qinghe didn't speak, just touched his body, Anrain knew that he understood what he meant, so he left.

Anrain went downstairs, looked at Li Qinghe's clothes, picked them up, and then threw the ones that could be thrown into the washing machine, and the ones that couldn't be thrown away, went to the bathroom to wash them and hang them up.The work was almost done. He wrapped Li Qinghe in a bath towel, wiped it clean and helped him get dressed. Finally, he found a hair dryer in the toilet cabinet to dry his hair before he took his big clothes to the bath.

Anrain's sexual desire has always been cold, but Li Qinghe seems to be an exception, he always easily provokes his desire.

Anrain went downstairs, he can't sleep now, he needs to relax.He looked around, not far from where he slept was where he worked.

The computer was not turned off, and the desktop was a white document with a sentence "I can't write any more". Anrain smiled helplessly, and closed the document after saving it for him, but when he looked at the photo on the desktop, he felt unwell.

Anrain looked at the person sleeping on the bear, Li Qinghe

Not far from the computer is a TV, a CD player is placed on the table, a few CDs are on the floor, a guitar is hung on the wall, and a record player is beside it. Anrain changed to a different film, which was Zhou Xuan's "Night Shanghai", which was not like a song that Li Qinghe could listen to.

Anrain went upstairs, he tried to open that door, but it was locked, it seemed that no one had entered this room for a long time.Going downstairs to look at the bookshelf, there are all kinds of books, including history and medicine, which are not books that Li Qinghe can read.

Anrain picked up a book, Dazai Osamu's "No Man in the World", and opened the inside page of the cover, and there was a line of beautiful words "I was born as a human, I'm sorry."

Anrain's hands trembled a little, what did he know and what didn't he know?He didn't know Li Qinghe at all.

Anrain walked to Li Qinghe's side, stroked his hair lightly and said, "Qinghe, I want to pull you out of the abyss, what do you think I should do?"

No one will answer him, no one will tell you how to save another person, because you can't even save yourself.

Anrain lay beside him, holding Li Qinghe in his arms.Li Qinghe found a comfortable position and curled up in his arms.

Anrain looked at the eyelashes of the person in his arms, couldn't help kissing his forehead and said: "Good night, my dear Ah He."

Reaching out to turn off the light, Li Qinghe leaned even tighter, as if afraid.

Only then did Anrain realize that this person was afraid of the dark, just like many years ago.

Li Qinghe had a dream. He dreamed about something that happened a long time ago. Li Qingcheng smiled and touched his head and said, "It's time to eat."

Mother Zhao Man prepared meals and waited for them to go down.

Father Li Mu came back from get off work and asked him, "How was school today?"

The family is eating happily...

When Li Qinghe woke up, he found that his eyes were a little wet. It turned out that even if he was dreaming, he knew clearly that it was a dream.

"Are you awake?" Anrain looked at Li Qinghe and asked.

"Anrain?" Li Qinghe looked at Anrain who was watching TV, "Why are you here?"

"I ordered breakfast." Anrain pointed to the porridge on the table, "Take some alcohol-abusing medicine first, and then eat breakfast."

"Oh." Li Qinghe went to wash up.

Li Qinghe couldn't remember what happened last night, he probably lost his mind again.

Came out to take medicine, then drank porridge, Anrain was still watching TV, it seemed that he didn't intend to leave.

Li Qinghe didn't have the habit of chasing people away, but he didn't expect someone to enter this house, and suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Password?"

"You said." Anrain said, "180608."

"Really?" Li Qinghe said uncertainly, "Then you are the first."

"Then I should be happy." Anrain walked into him and said, "How is your body? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Li Qinghe looked at Anrain's upright expression, and thought something happened if he didn't know, but fortunately it was Anrain.