He Yu left.
She did not appear in front of Xie Qingcheng for a long time.
But in fact, he drove the car and saw Xie Qingcheng from a distance many times.
The boy rested his chin on the steering wheel and looked ahead with his almond eyes. He watched the man walk out of Moyu Lane in the snowy morning light and return late in the twilight. His figure was tall but thinner.
He didn't bother him anymore.
Xie Qingcheng had expressed his thoughts very clearly, and he felt that He Yu's entanglement made him impatient.
He Yu didn't think that when he loved him, he didn't care much about his feelings. Later, he realized that he was impulsive and wanted to confess, but he didn't say anything, so he was coldly rejected like Xie Qingcheng. He Yu was confused for a while, and the word "like" could no longer be declared in his mouth.
The teenager knew very well that if he ran over and said to Xie Qingcheng, "I'm sorry, brother, I found out that I fell in love with you, can I start over with you?"
Xie Qingcheng will definitely give him a slap, and then let him get out of his sight immediately.
And now, he can't do anything to force him.
His fangs were made of icing sugar in front of him, and his fingers and claws were starting to fail on him. He Yu was panicked by himself, he really shouldn't have such fragile emotions.
Vulnerability and liking should not exist.
What's more, he promised Xie Qingcheng.
He had promised this man who had endured too much.
Don't pester him.
Don't force him.
Don't do it with him.
End the relationship.
Then he has to deal with it - it's good for each other.
One day, Xie Qingcheng went home after shopping and took a detour, and went to a nearby shop to order cakes. The cake shop was very close to where He Yu parked, and it was too late for He Yu to drive away.
He heard Xie Qingcheng talking to the clerk, and vaguely floated over:
"Yes, I want a 50th birthday card... Can you show me the options for the cake..."
It should be an uncle and aunt in the alley celebrating her birthday.
He Yu thought so.
He watched Xie Qingcheng carefully reading the list handed by the clerk, and had a faint envy to the person who received the cake.
He even made a decision in just a few minutes. After Xie Qingcheng left, he would go to the cake shop and ask the clerk to buy the same cake.
Then take it home and eat it by yourself.
It's okay to be alone.
However, this great idea had not yet germinated, and Xie Qingcheng, who had ordered the cake, suddenly turned around.
Peach Blossom glanced at He Yu's car.
And, the people in the car.
He Yu: "… "
Xie Qingcheng: "…"
In fact, He Yu is already very low-key. He didn't even drive any luxury car in his family, but bought a BMW SUV that can be seen everywhere on the road. It has a high chassis and can see far away without being eye-catching.
Who knew that Xie Qingcheng was still bumped.
He Yu didn't know how to face him now - he couldn't say he liked him, and he promised not to pester him.
He couldn't tell Xie Qingcheng how he felt at the moment, so he could only let the other party have a sullen face, strode over, and knocked on his car window.
He Yu still had one hand on the steering wheel, his head resting on his arm, and the other hand lowered the window glass.
He was about to torture himself crazy, but he smiled and pretended to be okay: "What are you doing?"
"What are you doing, what are you doing here."
He Yu lowered his eyelashes, thought for a while, didn't know how to answer, so he didn't answer.
He only said: "You bought so many things, let me carry them back for you."
Xie Qingcheng raised his hand and pushed the door of his car, but did not let him down.
Across the open window, he said to him extremely coldly, "It's not that we agreed to stop bothering me."
He Yu found that he didn't even have the right to defend himself.
"Like" when others can accept it is called "like", when others may not accept it, it is called "secret love", and when others will definitely not accept it, it is not called "cheating" or "being cheap" disturb".
He Yu is a very self-respecting person.
After he woke up, he didn't plan to let Xie Qingcheng know his feelings, and then showed shock, disgust, contempt, and disgust.
It was so painful.
He will go mad when he is in pain, and he will lose control when he is mad.
He Yu just sneered as usual, even with a arrogant sense of distance: "You misunderstood, I just passed by here."
"Then you can go back now."
He Yu wanted to say: Why have you lost weight recently? Is there something you haven't told anyone and are digesting it alone.
But he remembered that he couldn't like Xie Qingcheng.
So he wrapped the "like" he had just discovered and wrapped it in the ugliest paper. It was as ugly and ugly as before, and no one could find it. He said, "This road is not yours. The traffic police haven't come to give me a ticket to drive me away, so you should be reasonable."
"I see you in the eye."
He Yu felt that his heart was stabbed, but he wiped the blood from his heart expressionlessly.
There was some secret sweetness in his throat, and he smiled indifferently at the corner of his mouth, laughing at him: "Xie Qingcheng, the last time you slept with me, you didn't think I was an eyesore. You kissed me at that time, you Still riding me, you still…”
Xie Qingcheng pushed back his head lying on the car window, with such force that it even made He Yu feel a little pain.
"Don't mention that night to me again."
He Yu said it so far, so that it would neither appear that his attitude had changed a lot, nor would it make the other party very uncomfortable: "Oh, don't say it if you don't say it."
Before driving away, he glanced at the bags in Xie Qingcheng's hand, one of which had the name of a nearby pharmacy printed on it.
He Yu applied the brakes and held the steering wheel with one hand. In the end, he couldn't help but ask Xie Qingcheng, "Xie Qingcheng, are you sick?"
Xie Qingcheng followed his gaze and saw the pharmacy plastic bag: "No."
When he said this, his brows furrowed and his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to continue to say something to He Yu, but he didn't say anything in the end.
He Yu: "Remember to tell me if you need any help. One day a husband and wife are a hundred days' grace."
"Husband and wife, go away."
He Yu smiled and drove away obediently.
It's just that when Xie Qingcheng couldn't see his face again when he turned around and walked away, his pretended smile was brushed off like snow.
Holding the steering wheel, he slowly walked away, his knuckles turned white, the pain in his heart could no longer bear, and it spread like a crack...
As soon as he got home, He Yu couldn't wear the mask anymore.
He irritably flipped through a pile of medicines, and regardless of Anthony's doctor's orders, he swallowed all the medicines like that, and finally stopped the strong emotional ups and downs.
Then He Yu lay on the bed, rested for a while, habitually trying to find the photos taken by the clubs on his mobile phone to comfort himself, but the moment he opened the album, he realized that those photos had been completely shattered by himself .
Not anymore.
He only kept a profile photo of Xie Qingcheng that he found on the Internet before. The photo was very beautiful, and Xie Qingcheng's face was just framed with a layer of gold by the halo of the street lamp.
He Yu looked at the man's handsome profile over and over again, and finally couldn't help but put the phone to his lips and gently kissed Xie Qingcheng's eyebrows in the photo.
Only the man in the photo doesn't treat him indifferently.
In this kind of self-relief, He Yu actually developed a feeling that was almost sad.
He needs to be relieved very much, and he wants to talk to people. He wants to share with people who he likes when he can't ask for it. Love cannot be hidden, even for lunatics.
It's a pity that He Yu didn't have any friends he could make friends with. In the end, he could only choose to surf the Internet and post tree holes on Weibo trumpet.
This trumpet is a record of his daily mood, and he has already posted a lot of content on and off. It's just that the previous posts were not long, most of them were photos that only he himself knew the meaning, with some simple words.
Like the first light in the morning.
He wrote that the morning is infinitely better.
Another example is the forwarded jellyfish video.
He wrote, yheartwillgoon.
The most recent is the night scene shot near Moyu Lane.
He wrote: The moonlight is so beautiful tonight.
He Yu felt more and more uncomfortable, so he went to the topic section of emotional discussion, looking for something that would make him feel more comfortable.
The result is:
"Hang a scumbag who shamelessly cheated on pao."
He Yu thought to himself: Liar? Xie Qingcheng didn't even bother to deceive him.
"It's been a year since we broke up and I'm still thinking about him, what should I do?"
He Yu thought to himself: It's good to have a chance to be together, is it a show of what you have when you say breaking up
"Wife three times a night, is it too much?"
He Yu simply replied: You are a waste.
While thinking about it, He Yu looked at those bad posts. At the end, he felt that no one's experience was of any reference value, so he decided to write a paragraph by himself and put it on it. Sometimes it's not a bad thing to listen to other people's opinions.
So He Yu wrote: "Shudong: I have a man I like, that man is thirteen years older than me, but he is very young, I don't care about the age gap between us, nor his divorced personality. Still father. Although the two of us have never confirmed a relationship, not even a P friend, we have slept many times. Later, I found out that I liked him, but he wanted me to be as far away from him as possible. The last time he did it, he was still very active. I'm sure he was happy too, but after he did it, he wanted me to disappear immediately. Now I feel bad when I see him, and I have to pretend to be in front of him. It doesn't matter, I feel too tired... I don't know how to comfort myself."
This section is very lively, and someone responded quickly.
First floor: Miss, you have encountered a scumbag, run away quickly.
Second Floor: It's cool when you're doing it, and you'll disappear as soon as you're done, what a peerless scumbag! A scumbag matches a scumbag, what else can I say, only respect, blessing, and lock. Two wonderful flowers Zhu 99, don't die at my door.
Third Floor: Girl, it's not worth it, really. Stop the loss in time. When encountering such a peerless garbage man, the only one who will endure the final injury will be us women. I used to be so obsessed with it, and as a result, I wasted a great time on my youth. Alas, the past is unbearable. Sister, listen to her advice, there are many men in this world, you are still young, you must learn to love yourself, think about your parents, they will not want to see your life ruined by a second married man. Are you still young? Would you like to be a concubine at a young age? What's more, this man doesn't seem to be reliable. If you make him small, he will not pamper you. Women need to love themselves! Remember! !
Fourth floor: Sister, this man can't want it, he's in the spirit of PUA you. I guess he is the kind of hanging cancer who can't get in when he talks about it, but doesn't treat women like people in his actions. One word, points.
Fifth floor: I can tell you clearly that if you are pregnant, he will not even give you the money for an abortion.
Sixth Floor: Still talking about 13 years old? how old are you? He must be quite old, right? Can he satisfy you? Still a divorced dad...with kids? Are you willing to be a wife and a mother to your children? Think about it, silly girl! "
Seventh floor: This kind of man has a girlfriend, why don't I have one? I'm crying.
Eighth floor: Sisters, we women should be self-improvement, men are just women's toys, don't take it too seriously.
He Yu: "..."
Does his speech sound like a lost schoolgirl
And Xie Qingcheng is not a scumbag, right!
He Yu blocked these people one by one.
Finally, after thinking about it, I wrote a sentence in my comment area: "I will always be black and self-respecting when I call him a scumbag."
After a few seconds.
Ninth Floor: You're such a cheap woman, and you've been PUA by a scumbag.
He Yu: "..."
never mind! sleep!
.
A few days later, school started.
He Yu entered the second semester of college, and Xie Xue was still his teacher.
He thought that if he couldn't see Xie Qingcheng, it would be fine to see Xie Xue.
At least Xie Xue's eyes are like her brother's, and he can be happier looking at it - he is happier than the reply from the emotional section.
However, He Yu did not expect that on the first day of school, he came to the classroom and saw that standing on the podium was not Xie Xue, but a fat old professor wearing a pair of tortoiseshell glasses.
"Mr. Xie Xue can't come to class for the time being due to physical reasons. I'm here to give you a substitute class temporarily. My surname is Zhang... "
Sitting in the back row of the classroom, He Yu instantly remembered the pharmacy plastic bag that Xie Qingcheng was holding when he met Xie Qingcheng at the entrance of Moyu Lane that day, and the man's hesitation at that time.
He suddenly understood—
After class, He Yu called Xie Xue, but no one answered, so he turned to Xie Qingcheng. Xie Qingcheng hung up on him the first time, but he might find him annoying for the second time. stand up.
"What's the matter with you?" The tone was cold.
He Yu straight to the point: "Brother, is Xie Xue sick?"
"… "
"She didn't come to class today."
Xie Qingcheng seemed to know but couldn't hide it.
The phone was silent for a while.
In the end, Xie Qingcheng finally sighed and said, "...Forget it, come to Moyu Lane when you are free."
"Tell you face to face."
In fact, He Yu had two elective classes tonight, but he skipped the class and drove to Moyu Lane as soon as the main class was over.
As soon as he entered the door, He Yu saw Xie Qingcheng sitting at home smoking a cigarette, and he was the only one in the house.
"Where's Xie Xue?"
"Is hospitalised."
He Yu was taken aback: "... why is it so sudden. What happened to her? Which hospital is she in?"
"A private hospital founded by Qin Ciyan and his friends. I can rest assured over there." Xie Qingcheng pointed at the soot, "Sit down."
It can be seen that Xie Qingcheng still doesn't really want to have any interaction with him, so there must be some reason why he finally wants to call him over.
Sure enough, Xie Qingcheng didn't intend to chat with He Yu much. He was quiet for a while, and then said to He Yu straight to the point: "Xie Xue has signs of taking RN-13."
"!!"
He Yu was taken aback.
But also immediately understood, no wonder Xie Qingcheng wanted to tell him about it.
Because apart from He Yu and Xie Qingcheng, there is really no one else who can talk about this kind of illegal drug.
As a victim of RN-13, He Yu's expression also became very ugly. Although he no longer has any love for Xie Xue, and his relationship with her has even become a little stiff, in the final analysis, she is still a friend who gave him a lot of comfort when he was in the most difficult time.
He Yu said solemnly, "How is it now? Is it serious?"
"Fortunately, it didn't get out of control."
He Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but still frowned: "Have you found out what's going on?"
"There are some eyebrows."
Xie Qingcheng had finished his cigarettes, coughed twice, and wanted to get another one.
As a result, before his hand could touch the cigarette case, the cigarette case was taken away by He Yu.
He Yu: "No. Don't smoke. I hate secondhand smoke."
"… "
Xie Qingcheng didn't have the strength to grab this from him, he raised his hand to grab his hair and closed his eyes.
After a while, he opened his mouth: "From the test list, she was exposed to this drug in the fall of last year. I also asked her in the hospital, and she admitted to me that she had some stress at that time. Reactions, such as insomnia, nosebleeds…”
He Yu groaned in his heart.
He remembered that he had indeed seen Xie Xue's nosebleed at school before, and the two had a conversation at that time. He suggested that Xie Xue go to the hospital for a look, or tell Xie Qingcheng about the situation, but Xie Xue thought it was just a Little things, Xie Qingcheng is too busy and should not be disturbed.
He Yu: "Did she never tell you?"
Xie Qingcheng lowered his eyelashes and raised his forehead with his hand, very tired: "No. I only discovered this a few weeks ago."
"That day, when I got home, I found her passed out on the ground. There were some blood-stained tissues beside me, and there was blood on her nose and mouth. I immediately took her to Huyi, and your cousin checked her, but a normal blood test No problems were found."
"Then what?"
"Then, I remembered some of the pathological reactions I had after taking RN-13 for the first time, which was also a nosebleed and confused." Xie Qingcheng said here, raised his eyes and glanced at He Yu, "You are different, you are because It's genetic, so you don't know this early symptom."
"I took Xie Xue to Qin Ciyan's friend's hospital for a special examination. This is the test sheet."
Xie Qingcheng took a piece of paper from the drawer and pushed it to He Yu.
On the snow-white page, Xie Xue's name was written, RN-13 positive.
He Yu was silent for a while: "...Who gave it to her?"
"The dose is not high, very little." Xie Qingcheng did not immediately answer who it was, but told He Yu about Xie Xue's situation. His voice seemed to come up from the water, wet and heavy. "This dose, with current technology, can prevent permanent damage to her body. I've been giving her medication a while ago. Treatment. But…”
Xie Qingcheng leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes: "Qin Ciyan first came into contact with the American research institute, and our special medicine was also invented according to the molecular formula given by the research institute. What you take, and what I take, are both Same type of drug. It works on you and me."
He Yu faintly realized something: "Can't Xie Xue?"
"She can't." Xie Qingcheng said, "It can only be relieved, and there is no obvious therapeutic effect."
"That's because..."
"She's on a new drug."
long silence.
He Yu: "Someone is still developing a new drug for RN-13?"
Xie Qing nodded tiredly.
"But RN-13 research must be underground and illegal. Even if someone is conducting secret experiments, Xie Xue is just a teacher. How can she have the opportunity to come into contact with this kind of thing?"
Xie Qingcheng was playing with the lighter, and he said to He Yu, "There is a chance."
"You push the time back to last autumn. Do you remember what happened to her?"