Love you, never separate

He Qing's action, in front of a dark, Zhou Li's face some see not really, to he know, Zhou Li must be frowning at this time, he originally wanted to take Zhou Li waist arm hand turned a direction, stroked Zhou Li's eyebrows, gently smoothed for him, then sighed.

Zhou Li... He still has no sense of security. What does Zhou Li dream about now? Dream of leaving him again, or leaving him forever again?

He suddenly gave a wry smile, took Zhou Li's waist with his long arm, buried his head in Zhou Li's arms, listened to Zhou Li's heartbeat, closed his eyes, sorry... He apologized to Zhou Li silently in the bottom of his heart, and he would do his best to give Zhou Li a sense of security.

"He Qing, don't go!" Zhou Li was suddenly awakened by the nightmare. He subconsciously bounced up and reached for the empty space in front of him. He had just had a nightmare and dreamed that he Qing had left him again. This time, he was not secretly, but in front of him. He never looked back.

He Qing's arm was still around Zhou Li's waist. When Zhou Li came together, he Qing was awakened by Zhou Li's big action. Last night, they had already done it in the early morning. He Qing had insomnia for a while, and then he felt sleepy.

Zhou Li kept having nightmares. One by one, he Qing could only placate him quietly over and over again. It was more than six o'clock, and it was already dawn. He Qing went to bed. He still hasn't slept for three hours, and he was woken up by Zhou Li.

His body had already bounced like a conditioned reflex out of the control of his brain, but his eyes couldn't open. He was too tired to sleep enough.

He Qing rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked, "what's the matter? Another nightmare? "

Zhou Li looked at the front with dull eyes and gasped heavily. His heart was almost choked by the intense sadness in his dream. The feeling in his dream was very real, real and terrible, as if he had really experienced it.

For a moment, he even believed the dream and felt that he Qing had really left him. Only when he heard the voice of He Qing beside him did he realize that it was just a nightmare.

He reached over He Qing's body and pressed him into his arms. His strength was strong, as if he wanted to rub He Qing into his own blood. His voice trembled, with a trace of panic, "he Qing, don't go!"

He is about to collapse. Now he can't tell which is the dream and which is the reality. It's too real. It's so real that people suffocate.

He Qing was a little dizzy when he was awakened, but he couldn't open his eyes. At this time, he was suddenly pulled so hard by Zhou Li, and his forehead was heavily knocked on Zhou Li's strong chest. There was some pain, which just made him dizzy.

He felt the ups and downs of Zhou Li's chest. He wanted to push Zhou Li's hand away and slowly went around his back. He patted Zhou Li's back gently. He found that Zhou Li's body was shaking.

"Brother Li, it's OK, it's OK. It's just a nightmare. I'm by your side. If I don't go, I won't go anywhere. Where can I go? I'll depend on you." Zhou Li comforted Zhou Li gently.

After listening to He Qing's words, Zhou Li slowly calmed down. He broke up He Qing's face and looked at it for a long time. It seemed that he was confirming something. After a long time, he hugged He Qing again and buried his face in He Qing's neck. He didn't speak and just hugged him.

He Qing patted Zhou Li's back gently. Slowly pacify, he suddenly felt a cool neck, seems to have some liquid slip, and then a stiff body, Zhou Li cried!

"Brother li..." what does he Qing want to say to Zhou Li?

"He Qing, I had a dream." Zhou Li interrupted He Qing and said to himself.

He Qing closed his mouth and listened to Zhou Li quietly. He knew that Zhou Li didn't need consolation at this time. He just needed to find someone to talk to.

"I dreamt that you left me. I don't know what happened. I only saw your determined back when you left me. I didn't even leave a look in my eyes. I yelled your name in the back, but you didn't hear me. You never stopped and didn't look back."

Zhou Li rubbed his face against He Qing's neck, sucked his nose and continued: "I don't know what I did wrong and let you leave me. I don't want this kind of thing to happen again. He Qing, if I do something to make you unhappy in the future, you must tell me, OK?

Don't suffer by yourself, even if you scold me or beat me, just don't ignore me or leave me, OK

He Qing's heart is tight, Zhou Li's tone at this time is so humble that he is distressed. He raised his hand and rubbed Zhou Li's hair on the back of his head, gently "eh", and apologized again, "brother Li, I know. I'm sorry, I was too headstrong to give you a sense of security before, which made you so worried about gain and loss."

"He Qing, I don't need you to apologize. I just want you to stay with me. If you really want to apologize, it should be me." Zhou Li retreated, stretched out a finger against He Qing's lips, and blocked the words behind he Qing.

He Qing also learned from Zhou Li's appearance and put out an index finger to poke Zhou Li's lips. "Then you're not allowed to apologize. I won't talk about it any more. I'll turn the pages of the past!"

Zhou Li smiles, holding He Qing's fingers vaguely. He Qing's finger is licked by the tip of his tongue. He Qing suddenly retracts his hand as if it is burned. He stares at him, and his lips open slightly because of surprise.

Zhou Li's fingers just slipped into He Qing's mouth and touched the tip of He Qing's tongue. He Qing's eyes widened. He seemed to think of something. He quickly moved back and his face was a little ugly. He raised his finger to Zhou Li and stammered: "you... You..."

"What's the matter with me? Talk well and stutter. " Zhou Li smiles, grabs He Qing's hand and kisses him on the back of his hand.

"You helped me last night... Um... That didn't wash your hands..." he Qing was a little ashamed when he said these words. He hung his head to finish, and didn't dare to look Zhou Li's eyes.

Zhou Li Leng for a moment, immediately reflected what he Qing said, laughing happily, holding He Qing's chin, kissing He Qing's lips, "how, your own is also dirty?"

"No, it's not... It's not the same thing at all!" He Qing is incoherent. He doesn't know how to express his meaning. He feels that everything he says is not right.

"It's OK for you to get used to it. You've taken this step anyway."