Love Code at the End of the World

Where there is a family, there is a home.

So there's Harry's place, where I'm at home in Silver Moon City.

Xingchuan took me to the door of Harry's room. Xingchuan reached out and knocked. There was a bad laugh from Harry: “Didn't you always come in from the balcony? ~" He pulled the door open and held onto his body.

He seemed to be in the shower, had not had time to blow himself dry, and had not had time to put on his top. He was wiping his head with a towel in his hand, pulling the door with one hand, his upper naked and his lower back were his white pajamas.

“What's wrong with you?! You look so white!” He immediately carelessly touched my face, his hands warm with hot water and the fragrance of shower gel, and my heart instantly returned home, completely in warm feathers.

“You stay with him.” After Xingchuan finished, turn around and leave.

Harry looked at him for a while, worried about me again, and held my face: "What happened? You're not going to do the job...”

When I jumped on him, I could no longer hold on to my old strength. I jumped on him, he was slammed by me, backed into the room, the door closed behind him automatically, and he stopped talking.

I held him tightly, holding him red, bare, narrow waist, holding his hot body, so that my heart could hold this warm body, I leaned against his hot chest with water vapor, and instantly, the heartbeat in his chest “through" lost its constant speed.

He stood still and the heartbeat in his chest never returned to normal. His semi-wet reddish brown curly hair wet patch in his shoulder socket, warm, slowly flowing down with the fragrance of shampoo, gradually wetting me on his red, * * loaded face, left with my tears, and scratched under his balls like a tear tattoo.

“What the hell is going on?” He seemed to have finally returned to God and gently embraced my body and caressed my back brain.

“I killed the Ecstasy.” I looked at his white chest with the last force in his chest, “When they died, they bled just like us... I thought they were demons, but... they were still people...”

“Shut up...” He suddenly squeezed me tighter and fastened my back brain, like he was trying to stick me in his chest, "We sleep, and tomorrow we forget all this.” Harry, let go of me, touch my face, "a bath would be much better. ”

I nodded, lost my soul and walked toward the bathroom, and Harry rushed up and stuffed something into my hand, and I stared at my hand, turning into my clothes.

I walked in stubbornly again, and behind me came Harry's sigh: “The door is not closed...”

His voice was so far away, I couldn't seem to hear it. My brain was empty, like something was emptying my brain. I started undressing and there was a rush to close the door behind me.

“Wow -” I turned on the water and the hot water poured on my head, and on me, I seemed to understand the day Harry reacted, his tremors, but he was stronger than me because he cheered up fast.

I looked at my hands, and suddenly the water turned red, and it was all blood! It's blood!

I was afraid to rush to wash, but, more and more, I finally cried out. I was in the “noise" water, I finally cried out, I raised my face painfully, the hot water dripped into my mouth, all of a sudden, I seemed to taste the blood again, the strong blood smell.

“Vomit--” I vomited, I finally vomited, I vomited all the darkness on my chest, I cried out, I couldn't let them germinate in my heart, grow black buds, grow dark poison vines, wrap my heart around me, pull me into darkness.

I don't know how long I cried, how long I vomited, I slowly stood up and started washing my blood with a fresh scent of shower gel, but however I washed it, I could still smell the faint smell of blood, and all of a sudden I realized that my clothes hadn't taken off. I quickly took off the clothes that were already wet, threw them on the ground, kept washing them, washed them all red, washed myself to no strength...

I closed the shower, gradually blowing dry in the hot air, and then, going to get dressed, full of weakness, I put on my pajamas, and then I opened the door, and I walked to the bed, and Harry immediately sat up from the bed, and he was wearing his pajamas, and he looked at me in pain, and he caressed my arm, and he hadn't spoken for a long time.

He lowered his face and his chest fluctuated like he was getting a little upset because he didn't know what to say. He barely squeezed a smile: “Go to sleep and rest.” He lifted his hand, the lights went out, and the faint moonlight penetrated outside, and he let go of my arm and left me.

I immediately jumped at him again, and he immediately fell back, and we silently landed on a soft bed, and the suspended bed began to stretch according to our shape until our legs could also be on the bed.

Harry was completely stiff, and I lay on his chest, closing my eyes.

“All clear.” Once again his heart beat out of control in his chest, but this powerful, fast heartbeat reassures me, feels the beat of life, can pull me out of the shadow of death.

He's been dancing, and, you know, staying so fast. How could Harry keep his heart beating so fast?

I wrapped my waist tightly around him, leaned against his chest, my legs pressed against his legs, turns out... sleeping on someone else... really comfortable...

“All clear. ”

I fell asleep in peace in his “normal flutter” heartbeat...

And... not having any dreams...

After a dark night, I felt safe in Harry's body and saw the light coming out the window when I opened my eyes.

I blinked, Harry's chest still fluctuated smoothly under my face, his heart beating back to normal in his chest: “PUMP... PUMP...”

Clear sunlight falls on the ground of the original harry water, illuminating a clean and bright reflection.

I feel alive again, relaxed.

I sat up, I sat next to Harry, I looked out the window at the sun, and Silver Moon City was spinning slowly, and I saw that beautiful meadow at the other end.

I stood up and jumped from Harry to the ground, and he muttered, turning over and completely stretching his body, like finally sleeping comfortably.

I stood by the bed and looked warmly at him, and thank you, Harry, when I was always about to fall into darkness, you were always there for me, to bear with me, to drag me out of darkness with the light and the heat in your body.

If it wasn't for Harry last night, I guess I wouldn't be cheering up right now, and I wouldn't dare touch last night's memories again, but I wouldn't sink into the shadows of last night.

I couldn't help it. I blushed. What am I doing? I wanted to kiss him, my lips started numbing, I didn't want to thank him, but I don't know how to thank him anymore, because I don't think I can express my gratitude for anything, so... I want to use a kiss...

But wouldn't I be embarrassed if he woke up?

And with his personality!

My heart beats faster when I climb, hurry back to my body, I can't kiss him, he'll be proud, he'll be proud of this thing for a long time, maybe for the rest of his life!

No kiss, Harry. This guy's a little cheap. Once he's too nice to him, he drifts again.

I turned around decisively, tied up my long hair, pushed open the balcony door, it was the same air every day outside, I jumped out of the balcony and the whole person seemed to fly.

In Silver Moon City, you don't have to worry about getting yourself killed, because the special gravity here will slow you down and it will absorb on the ground, so at both ends of the Silver Moon, you can jump from one end to the other, and you can run on the walls of the building, or under the bridge, and you can run at different angles as long as you can find your way.

I ran all the way, jumped from the height of the building in a special gravity, then sucked back into the building in a special gravity, and then felt the lightness of the leap on the roof.

I finally ran to the grass, fell on my back, took a deep breath on the grass, unbuttoned my collar, let the air into my chest, blew the hot air inside, the cool wind into the crevices in my vest, and blew away the sweat inside.

“Goo ~ ~" I'm hungry, I'm going to cook!

I'll just sit up, yeah! I'm going to make my own food!

“I'm going to drink soy milk --" I shouted to the universe, shouting out my thoughts about home, and I wanted this shout to go through the universe, through space, back to my home, to Earth.

I ran into the pavilion by the green space and couldn't wait to say, "I'm going to the kitchen! Come on, come on, come on! ”

“Okay, go to the kitchen.” The elevator started walking, and when I stopped, I had smelled the freshness of the bread.

The food in Silver Moon City is very light, favouring the West of our world, always bread, salad, fruit juice, ham chips, even if it's like a Western meal, with very few varieties.

There are no delicious dishes of our Chinese nation, no Japanese sushi fish, of course no Korean stone pot mixed vegetables, Mexican barbecue, Indian curry, French foie gras, Italian meat sauce noodles.

But fortunately, there is no English darkness.

I rushed into the kitchen and surprised the chef who was busy squeezing the juice inside.

The chef who squeezed the orange juice was shocked and the orange, suspended between his hands, fell, and a female chef next to him saw it, staring at the orange in a hurry, and the orange took off slowly.

“This is the kitchen, don't barge in.” The chef came towards me as a handsome uncle with blonde hair like a chef in a Samsung Michelin restaurant on TV.