Xie Qingcheng and He Yu sat in the car silently.
Before they went to prison, there was some hope in their hearts.
But I didn't expect the final result to be like this.
"Sha Hong was targeted recently." He Yu put his hands on the steering wheel, and said to Xie Qingcheng with a cold expression, "There was nothing like this when I was looking for him before. Someone was following me."
Xie Qingcheng was sitting next to the co-pilot, looking at the night outside the window.
It seemed as if the night would never end.
"I always knew that they were likely to follow me, so I paid attention everywhere. I even only said that Sha Hong's visit was a choreographer's interview, and I kept urging the prison guards to move the time of the second visit forward. But... "
"It's useless." Xie Qingcheng said, "As long as they investigate Sha Hong a little, they will know that it is a fish that they slipped through. You are too sharp in the broadcast tower, and you will be closely watched. .I think you should have told me about it sooner."
He Yu was irritable: "But I don't want to involve you in the beginning."
Xie Qingcheng paused for a moment as he was about to take the cigarette, and he looked at He Yu inexplicably.
He Yu knew that he had made a blunder, coughed and said with a straight face: "I think you will hold me back - and you should stop smoking."
Xie Qingcheng looked at the last cigarette in the box and gave up.
He put the cigarette back in his pocket, raised his hand and "rubbed" his eyebrows, and sighed wearily, without arguing with He Yu.
He Yu: "How is Xie Xue these days?"
"The fever is intermittent, and it will flare up when it gets better." Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes and raised his head and sighed, "The big problem is still not there, but it will be very troublesome if it continues like this."
He paused for a moment, his eyelashes drooped, and looked at He Yu: "...I didn't expect you to care about Xie Xue so much. I thought that after quarreling with you, you wouldn't want to have more contact with him."
He Yu really didn't plan to interact with Xie Xueduo again, but in the end, Xie Xue was his old friend and even Xie Qingcheng's younger sister. Even if this matter had nothing to do with rn-13, he could not ignore it.
So he was silent for a while and said, "After all, we have been for so many years, and it's normal for me to care."
Xie Qingcheng glanced at him.
There was something unexpected in his eyes.
He Yu didn't notice his sight. In order to make the suddenly depressed mood better, he slid the car control screen and played a piece of music.
The result was unexpected, and the first song that popped out was "myheartwillgoon", which he repeatedly looped these days.
"everynightinmydreamsiseeyou, ifeelyou…"
This song suddenly pulled the two back to a freezing cold photography reservoir where their lives were on the line, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.
He Yu listened to the song, and slowly shifted his attention, and stopped thinking about the things that made him anxious.
In the song, Xie Qingcheng was silent for a moment, "Don't blame yourself too much about Sha Hong. In some cases, it is true that you and I have no control."
"As for Xie Xue, it seems that it is still very important in your heart. Thank you for doing this."
He Yu: "… "
The man somewhat softened his tone and comforted him: "The hospital you are in is very reliable, so you don't have to worry too much for now."
"… "
He Yu listened to his comfort without saying a word, but felt very uncomfortable.
He thought—how could Xie Qingcheng not understand his heart
Xie Qingcheng didn't understand why he did all this, he couldn't let Xie Xue go, not entirely because of Xie Xue himself, but because of his brother...
myheartwillgoon, myheartwillgoon.
He was so upset that he suddenly wanted to kiss Xie Qingcheng sideways and tell Xie Qingcheng everything.
But he doesn't, his heart must sink with jack, and the heart of the ocean.
The urge in his body started again, so he kicked the front panel of the driver's seat irritably, cursing in a low voice.
To be honest, He Yu really wanted to hold Xie Qingcheng in the co-pilot, take off his clothes, and then play him enthusiastically in the car. But in the end, he just grabbed a little of his forehead irritably, and turned his head with a livid face.
In order to let his gloomy heart breathe, he simply lowered the car window.
It's still early spring, it's still cold at first, and it's very cold at night.
Xie Qingcheng didn't know what he was feeling halfway through listening to the song, and leaned over to close the window.
This time, He Yu became even more anxious: "What are you doing?"
"Close the window."
"I just hit."
"Don't you feel cold?"
"..." He Yu was aggrieved and hot again, and the person who made him feel wronged and hot, now went to his side and wanted to close his window.
He had to lean back as far as possible to prevent Xie Qingcheng from touching his chest. Although Xie Qingcheng obviously avoided him, there was only so much space in the car, no matter how to avoid him, the distance between them was still very close.
He Yu stared at the man, bloodthirsty and tyrannical hearts surging continuously.
He clenched his fists silently, his nails sinking into his palms, almost bleeding.
He had to do this, otherwise he might suddenly turn his face, swept away his composure, tore off his disguise, and then rudely pushed Xie Qingcheng down. Anyway, this man has already reached into the driver's seat now, why is it easy for him to do so? Press down and it doesn't seem to do anything wrong.
In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, suddenly bumped Xie Qingcheng, and looked at him fiercely and indifferently: "You're cold, wouldn't you add some clothes? I'm only twenty years old, I just feel hot!"
Xie Qingcheng didn't know what was wrong with him, how he was fine, and suddenly lost his temper.
But too much happened tonight.
He didn't want to, and he didn't care too much about him.
The man just looked at the boy quietly for a while, and then said, "... Forget it. If you have nothing else to do, I'll get out of the car."
"Where are you going!"
"Take a taxi home."
He Yu was really going to be mad at him, he was going to cry.
"You... go! You can take a taxi! It's delayed for you today, do you want me to reimburse you for your travel expenses?" Yes, it is estimated that it is a fraction of what the driver found at the toll booth before.
He put all the odds in Xie Qing and said angrily, "Go, you go down now."
Xie Qingcheng: "Don't calm down."
"No!" He Yu said.
Xie Qingcheng didn't want to argue with him anymore, put the money back in the storage box, and was about to get out of the car and leave.
As a result, He Yu locked the co-pilot's door while asking him to leave.
"..." Xie Qingcheng completely convinced him and turned around, "What do you want?"
He Yu opened his mouth, his chest slumped together, he was obviously very excited, but he didn't know how to vent. After he decided not to disturb Xie Qingcheng, it seemed that there was no reason to commit rape. When Xie Qingcheng asked him what he really thought, his first reaction was to kiss him.
And this is not allowed.
So the dragon wailed, but he didn't know what to do with his cherished treasure, but it burned his treasure.
He Yu finally got out of the car by himself, slammed the car door, stared red-eyed outside the car window, and looked at him fiercely and stubbornly, as if he wanted Xie Qingcheng to look serious.
As a result, he finally said "powerfully": "I've had enough of you, I'll be annoying if you see it, you can leave the car, I'll take a taxi! Can I take a taxi back to the head office?"
Xie Qingcheng: "…"
Before he could recover, He Yu left.
Halfway through the walk, this bastard even picked up a stone from the ground, and as if to vent something, he turned back and smashed it on Xie Qingcheng's car - it hit his 6 million car and rubbed off a piece of paint of more than 100,000 yuan. .
Of course Xie Qingcheng didn't want to congratulate Yu on the six-million-dollar car. He turned around and slashed it. He couldn't afford to pay, should he be slaughtered by He Yu
So he got out of the car.
Seeing him coming down too, He Yu stood in the cold night wind and shouted at Xie Qingcheng, "What are you doing down here!"
"I said, I'll take a taxi home."
He Yu stood on the spot with gnashing teeth, his eyes were red from the boil, and finally chased after him angrily, took off his coat while running, and threw it on Xie Qingcheng.
"Good good good! Take it! Hurry up! It's annoying to see you!"
Xie Qingcheng felt that he was simply unreasonable, what did this person mean? He was talking well just a moment ago, but suddenly he threw a stone at him and left the car with him.
He had to slap his nose on his face again, and he had to lend him his clothes again.
"Aren't you afraid that I will sell your clothes?"
"You, you sell it!" He Yu originally wanted to say this sentence with great momentum, but a cold wind blew in the cold spring, and he froze, stuttered when he spoke, and his lips instantly turned white.
He Yu shivered and said angrily, "You sold it! It's not like you didn't sell it, you didn't sell it... "
Xie Qingcheng watched the young man trembling in place, and even when he thought he was unreasonable, he even thought he was a little funny and pitiful.
This guy is crazy.
… also, it is indeed a psychosis.
Xie Qingcheng took He Yuyu Wen's clothes and threw them back on the boy.
"Get dressed, don't look back and call me again when you're sick."
"Will you answer if I call you?"
Xie Qingcheng ignored him, he felt that it would be endless if it went on like this.
There are too many things to worry about right now, and he really doesn't want to argue with He Yu over a piece of clothing for so long.
He returned his clothes and turned to leave.
He Yu: "Xie Qingcheng! I'll ask you something! This time! Will you answer if I hit you!"
"Xie Qingcheng!"
Xie Qingcheng turned a deaf ear to the dragon's roar. He was about to freeze to death at night. Seeing an empty car approaching in the distance, he was about to stretch out his hand to stop him when suddenly footsteps came from behind him.
As soon as he turned his head, he bumped into He Yu's face at close range.
Then the whole person was hugged by He Yu, dragged and dragged back to the car.
Xie Qingcheng: "...I/'Fuck'/Fuck you. You and I let go!"
This time, it was He Yu's turn to be so annoyed that he couldn't hear.
Xie Qingcheng's original body and skills were enough to clean up He Yu, but his physical condition is getting worse and worse, and it is indeed very different from the young people who are at their peak.
He Yu took him back into the car forcefully, closed the door with a bang, and then took the driver's seat with a sullen face.
Xie Qingcheng was so angry that his brain hurt.
He was originally anxious because of Sha Hong's sudden death, which would be tossed back and forth by He Yu, and the blue veins on his forehead throbbed.
And He Yu was completely stimulated by his indifference, his thoughts were out of control, his ears buzzed, and he rushed forward with a kick of the accelerator.
He actually didn't know where he wanted to take Xie Qingcheng, so he parked the car at an express hotel according to his heart, dragged Xie Qingcheng with a stern face and went inside.
The dozing clerk: "...Hey? Hey! Hey! What are you doing!"
He Yu directly threw away his ID card and wallet, and said fiercely, "House."
Xie Qingcheng earns He Yu: "What are you doing crazy!"
He Yu didn't say a word, glanced at him with red eyes, and turned his terrifying eyes to the clerk: "A room with a big bed."
The clerk saw a gay guy who was in a hurry. He had never seen such a hurry. Looking at the embarrassed look on the face of the man next to the handsome guy, he thought this wouldn't be rape, right? Do you want to call the police
"hurry up!"
Clerk: "Please, please show your ID, the other gentleman also needs to show..."
He Yu: "You don't need to register him, I live alone, he is a guest."
Shop assistant: "… "
It's true that Young Master He's eyes are too fierce, and the clerk is not an iron-blooded warrior, so in the end, He Yu checked in quickly and handed him a room card.
He Yu dragged Xie Qingcheng into the room.
He only heard a "beep", the door was closed. In the dark, He Yu pushed Xie Qingcheng into the room, and without the light, he clicked and locked the door when he felt it was dark.
Now there are only two of them in this independent space.
He Yu stared at Xie Qingcheng's face from a very close distance at the dark entrance.
He had never lived in such a dirty and cheap hotel before, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, he actually didn't know why he stopped under such a shabby hotel.
He didn't even know why he was dragging Xie Qingcheng in here.
According to normal people's thinking, what else do you do when you have a room? What to do.
That's what He Yu's heart longed for.
He was particularly eager to bring Xie Qingcheng back from New Year's Eve, and Xie Qing was unprecedentedly violent and enthusiastic one night. All the initiative seems to belong to Xie Qingcheng, but Xie Qingcheng belongs to him completely.
Who knew it was the last supper.
He Yu put his arms around Xie Qingcheng's waist and crotch, staring at Xie Qingcheng with red eyes, he pushed the person against the hanger at the entrance, his Adam's apple rolled up and down.
The emotional state of the two of them tonight is actually somewhat similar to that of New Year's Eve.
Both were distraught by Sha Hong's death.
The last time Xie Qing was "chaotic", he was seduced by him for the first time ever. Perhaps because of this, He Yu had some subtle hidden thoughts in his heart this time, and he seemed to faintly hope that Xie Qingcheng would also rely on him when he was depressed this time.
But Xie Qingcheng did not.
He Yu was particularly uncomfortable. This kind of discomfort fermented and swelled in the dispute between the two of them, and finally prompted He Yu to drag Xie Qingcheng to the cheapest hotel nearby without thinking.
It's a pity that it's easy to do things and it's hard to do things. As soon as He Yu stared at Xie Qingcheng's cold, sober eyes, he remembered how Xie Qingcheng was sitting by the window after they finished on New Year's Eve, quietly smoking an afterthought. .
Hou Xie Qingcheng should be really heartbroken, he really felt pain and trouble for this relationship.
In He Yu's morbid state, there is still a trace of rationality, and silk rationality has become a puppet silk that "manipulates" his body. Let him not really impulsive and rude Xie Qingcheng.
But the house is full, and it is too embarrassing to do nothing.
And if he really wants to do it, he bullies his only kind, and it will hurt Fang Fang's body, body and spirit.
He Yu was fighting between heaven and man, and finally he was so angry that he bumped his head against the wall next to Xie Qingcheng, closed his eyes and crushed it painfully against the wall.
Xie Qingcheng: "…"
He Yu's posture was still pressing on him, and the young man's hand was clasping his slender tattooed wrist.
Even from an outsider's perspective, their figures are stacked in the hallway, as if they were intimately kissing each other.
But Xie Qing Cheng knew that He Yu did not kiss him.
He Yu just put his head against the wall behind him, close to the cradle of his neck, he could clearly feel He Yu's breath and brushed his skin hot.
After a long time, He Yu stood up abruptly.
His eyes were burning red, anger, grievance, and desire all became the glow in his eyes.
He Yu said hoarsely: "Forget it. Let's not do it, I won't do it. I'll go."
Xie Qingcheng: "…"
"Don't stop me."
Xie Qing told him that he was completely "fascinated" and "confused": "No one is stopping you."
He Yu seemed to have been kicked by him, and became even more angry, his face was almost blue, and he stuttered in his speech: "Goodbye, goodbye."
Xie Qingcheng's emotional processor is the big straight man's windows98 system, and he doesn't understand what He Yu means at all.
He Yu turned around and left.
He felt that if he didn't leave, he would really do something that would harm his own kind. His fellows had a cold attitude, but every move angered him.
He really wanted to relive the mandarin duck dream with him.
So he had to leave.
Xie Qingcheng said that people are different from animals, and people have self-control.
As a result, He Yuyi left, leaving Xie Qingcheng alone in the room, the man's always sober mind was blurred by the boy. He didn't know the meaning of He Yu's "operation".
His tall body was still leaning against the wall, and his always cold peach blossom eyes were a little "confused" at the moment. After a while, he took out a cigarette case from his pocket, bit the filter paper skillfully, and lit the last cigarette.
Gently exhaling a breath of smoke, he suddenly realized that He Yu's clothes were still on him.
He didn't like wearing other people's clothes, and he didn't want He Yu to be frozen in the cold night.
So he came back to his senses and chased out.
He Yu is going through the settlement procedures at the front desk.
The front desk looked at He Yu with an undisguised subtle look.
How long has it been, not even fifteen minutes, plus the time to undress, bathe and put on clothes, three minutes, little brother.
Looking at the imposing manner, the young man is very handsome and energetic, but it only took three minutes.
Therefore, when the front desk saw Xie Qing's winter-like face, he was not surprised at all—
Who is comfortable with this
Xie Qingcheng: "Your clothes."
He Yu ignored him, signed and left.
Xie Qingcheng didn't do anything, and went to put the clothes on the boy's shoulders.
Because of this father's "sexy" action, the front desk of the Express Hotel had the same thought as the front desk of the Kongye Club a long time ago - the little brother at the front desk looked at He Yu and Xie Qingcheng in shock. I felt that I had thought wrong before, and it was not this young guy who had three minutes, but this handsome man who had chased after him.
This time, the plot of the little brother's brain supplement has completely changed, and he has become an uncle who takes care of a beautiful male college student. However, because the young boy did not enjoy enough, the boy walked away like a concubine.
The handsome uncle had to follow, and the aunt was clothed.
He Yu turned around and glared at Xie Qingcheng, probably because he was really angry, and his speech was very choking: "Uncle, how long are you going to drag me over a piece of clothing?"
It didn't matter that Xie Qingcheng was called uncle by him for the first time, so he smoked a cigarette and didn't speak, probably because he thought it was useless to talk to his awkward aunt, so he walked to the front desk and said, "I'll check out."
The front desk looked at the man who was taking care of the male college student and asked the male college student to pay with a condemnation: "A young man paid."
Xie Qingcheng was really annoyed, bit his cigarette, turned his head and said indifferently to He Yu: "Call from Alipay. I'll transfer you."
He Yu was Xie Qingcheng's trouble.
He couldn't take it any longer, scolded him in a low voice, and suddenly grabbed Xie Qingcheng and walked outside, his actions were as rude as they came. The two went around all day, dragged from the narrow alley to the car, and from the car to the Express Hotel. As a result, they did nothing at the Express Hotel. After a fight, they returned to the car.
It's really something that two mental illnesses do.
He Yu shoved Xie Qingcheng into Cullinan's spacious back seat, and pressed him with red eyes. He grabbed Xie Qingcheng's wrist with one hand, and raised the other hand, brushed a little bit of messy hair in front of Xie Qingcheng's forehead, and stroked his broad forehead and handsome eyebrows.
One hand trembled slightly because of the strong desire and extreme restraint.
The eyes of the two people looked at each other at close range in the carriage with only the ambient light on. He Yu's eyes were confused and obsessed, and he went to the depths of Xie Qingcheng's peach blossom eyes like a charm. Probe. Cullinan's sound insulation "sex" is very good, they can't hear the sound outside, only each other's breathing and heartbeat linger in their ears.
He Yu stroked Xie Qingcheng's brow and forehead, each stroke was like a hand of sweet spring in his heart, but it was far from enough... far from enough.
The closer He Yu is to him, the hotter he is. He is his agar, his poppy, his poison "drug" and his antidote.
He looked down at the man under him, and he all recalled the New Year's Eve, this man had the kind of enthusiasm he released. Even if the passion is more of a self-destruction...
In such an atmosphere, for the first time in history, Xie Qing felt that he had no face at all for He Yu's eyes. He turned his face away.
He Yu, however, pinched his face in the next second, turned his face around again, and "forced" him to look at himself. He found that although Xie Qingcheng's eyes were cold, there seemed to be a hint of coldness. The messy "chaos".
This trace of "chaos" gave him great encouragement and collision in his heart, his blood surged, and after ignoring Xie Qingcheng for a few seconds again, his breathing gradually became heavy and rapid, and then he suddenly plunged into Xie Qingcheng with his hands. Among the black hair, he hugged his head and kissed with his eyelashes down—