love from game

"Yes." Li Qinghe looked at the empty wine glass, "I was thinking, if I can, I want to give up now."

"Li Qinghe, paranoia cannot be changed." The proprietress said with a smile, "The more affectionate the person, the more paranoid."

"Are you paranoid because of deep affection?" Li Qinghe asked with a smile, and took another drink, "But I don't feel affectionate at all."

"Really? You just haven't met that person." The proprietress looked at him and said, "Leshe, do you like Anrain?"

"I don't know. I used to think that I liked Yang Chen, but later I realized that maybe I just liked it." Li Qinghe took another drink.

His fair face began to turn red, and he spoke hesitantly: "I...don't want to like...to be so humble..."

The proprietress was relieved by Li Qinghe's words. If she said that she couldn't stand Li Qinghe the most, it was because her love was too humble.She really likes Li Qinghe, a kid. It has been six years since he met him in college. Li Qinghe has loved Yang Chen for so many years, but he has also been humbled for so many years.

The proprietress always thinks that is not love, at least in her opinion, it is not love, but a compulsory bondage.

"That's fine." The proprietress looked at the person who was already lying on the bar, "Let go when you're tired, don't be too humble."

If one day, Li Qinghe can love someone without humbleness, then that is Li Qinghe.

The proprietress looked at the strange man who walked over, as if she had been staring at Li Qinghe for a long time.

"I took this person away?"

"Sorry, I'm responsible for this person." The proprietress was not polite at all, "Don't touch him, I'm afraid you will regret it later."

The man frowned, and subconsciously glanced at the person not far away. The proprietress followed her gaze and found a woman with long red hair flashing by. She didn't have time to see her face clearly.

"Did you offend anyone again?" the proprietress muttered to herself.

The man hesitated for a moment, but still planned to approach Li Qinghe.

"Get out!" The proprietress uttered a word in a cold voice, and the aura scared the tall man back a step.

The proprietress gave a cold look, the man was stunned, and subconsciously left.

The proprietress took out her mobile phone, looked at An Rui's number, and called anyway.

"Hello?" It was another person's voice coming out of the phone.

"I'm looking for Anrain." The proprietress said.

"He can't answer the phone." The other party said impatiently, "Hang up if you have nothing to do."

"What are you doing! Tell him to answer the phone." The proprietress was particularly displeased with the other party's tone, "What are you?!"

The proprietress's temper was originally that kind of impatient, and she was already a little annoyed, but now that the other party said that, she really wanted to do something.

"Who are you?" The other party was obviously impatient.

"Why do you care so much!" The proprietress started to rage, "Give him the phone, and actually cheat on Li Qinghe with other men, I didn't expect this kind of person."

"What the hell! I'm his friend plus his secretary!" Xiang Jingxin yelled, "He can't answer any calls now, I'm responsible for everything."

"Then you are responsible for picking up Li Qinghe! He was almost abducted by other people!" The proprietress said impatiently, "Lanzi Bar!"

"..." Xiang Jingxin was silent for a while and said, "OK."

The proprietress hung up the phone, but Anrain called the secretary, what the hell!She drank impatiently, looking at the people lying on the bar, really, Li Qinghe, Li Qinghe, can you be happy!

When Xiang Jingxin arrived at the bar, he saw Li Qinghe at a glance. No matter where he was, Li Qinghe was always the kind that people could see at a glance, with a unique attraction.

"Li Qinghe!" Xiang Jingxin walked over and shook Li Qinghe, but there was no reaction.

Xiang Jingxin looked at the proprietress, and the proprietress pointed to the three empty glasses on the bar.Xiang Jingxin frowned, why did Li Qinghe drink so badly, did he pour it out after only three glasses?

Xiang Jingxin helped Li Qinghe up, it was lighter than expected, Xiang Jingxin remembered what An Rui had told him, he subconsciously rolled up Li Qinghe's sleeves, there were indeed marks left by needles.

Xiang Jingxin frowned, how could An Rui not be confused with Li Qinghe like this!

"Li Qinghe, Li Qinghe, did An Rui owe you in the last life or Li Qingzhang owed you, spread you." Xiang Jingxin whispered while helping him, "MMP, really, how can you like you like you, how can you like you? What's so good about it!"

Xiang Jingxin opened the car door and threw him in.

Xiang Jingxin was driving the car, a little angry, he just didn't like this person, not at all the current Li Qinghe.

Xiang Jingxin knew the password of his house, wasn't it the day Li Qingcheng died?Everyone in their class knows it.

On June 2018, 6, the day their college entrance examination ended, it rained heavily.

Xiang Jingxin still remembered that at that time, he was holding an umbrella, watching Li Qingcheng pull An Rui aside and say something.

Xiang Jingxin also wanted to go to the past, wanted to go to tell Li Qingcheng something, but he was not brave enough at that time, he thought he still had a chance, but he didn't expect that it would be the last time.

"Jing Xin, goodbye." At that time, Li Qingcheng waved to him while holding a blue umbrella.

Xiang Jingxin looked at her smile, nodded, and waved. Li Qingcheng also smiled at that time, but it was a bit bitter.

Later, the news like a nightmare came out, and there was no more. If you miss it, you will miss it. Xiang Jingxin has not said those words to Li Qingcheng until now.

"Li Qingcheng, I like you." Xiang Jingxin muttered to himself, but he didn't know who to tell.

Even though it's been so long, the knot in his heart still can't be untied, just like An Rui's knot with Li Qinghe, his knot with Li Qingcheng is a knot that has no answer in his life.

Xiang Jingxin turned on the light, dragged Li Qinghe to the tatami, helped him change his clothes, and after turning on the air conditioner, he suddenly didn't want to leave so early.

He looked at Li Qinghe's home, this was the first time he looked at Li Qinghe's home seriously, and suddenly found that there were too many things that belonged to Li Qinghe.

Xiang Jingxin walked to the bookshelf, and he saw a book at a glance. He couldn't help but took out the "The English Patient" that Li Qingcheng was reading at that time, it was a little gray and old.

Xiang Jingxin knew Li Qingcheng's habits, and when she turned to the first page, she saw a line of delicate handwriting, which was Li Qingcheng's handwriting.

My darling I'm waiting for you.

Xiang Jingxin smiled, and held the book tightly in his hand, fearing that it would be crumpled, he closed the book and put it back.

He stood there without moving for a long time, finally sighed, and then looked at the upstairs room. He walked up and saw a piano. He had seen it before. In the photo a long time ago, he looked at the piano. Photo frame inside the corner.