"Xie Qingcheng, why did you go into the fire with me just now?"
It was easy to appease Xie Xue and let her sit back on the stool to rest with the other rescued personnel. He Yu and Xie Qingcheng accepted the serious criticism from the fire brigade again. Guang glanced at Xie Qingcheng who was lighting a cigarette—the cigarette he asked the police to come. He felt that he couldn't see through Xie Qingcheng's previous actions, so he asked.
"The half you went to is not particularly dangerous." Xie Qingcheng took a breath and slowly exhaled it, this time he was completely relaxed.
The sparks flickered between his fingers, and the ash rustled in the snow.
"Tell me about your situation." Xie Qingcheng brushed off the ash and looked ahead, "When did it start?"
What he asked was blood gu.
He Yu: "...Soon after you left. When I went to a private hospital for a re-examination, I met a mental patient, and I happened to find it. I used my blood as bait, and they would listen to me. - You know this situation?"
"I know." Xie Qingcheng coughed lightly, took another puff of cigarette, and tried to put it lightly, "Blood Gu is a mutated branch of spiritual Ebola... You haven't told anyone about this situation, have you?"
He Yu smiled, his eyes a little dark: "Only you know."
"… "
"If I want to kill someone someday, I'll kill you."
Xie Qing gave him a blank look: "try it."
The cigarettes given by the police didn't taste like Xie Qingcheng's. It was too showy. It was still a mint. Xie Qingcheng choked on it several times.
"Don't tell anyone about it. Don't tell the doctor."
"I'm not that stupid, Xie Qingcheng." He Yu is indifferent, he is really a noble boy, he has gone through so much, and he is still the most well-dressed in the crowd. Everyone who was rescued was peeking at him.
"Mental Ebola is already an isolated disease. If there is this ability to make mental patients obey me, I will never think about life in the future."
"But Xie Qingcheng, you have to remember—"
He leaned in suddenly, Xingyan looked at Xie Qingcheng's face indifferently, and moved slowly: "Your eyes are the only ones who have witnessed all this with their own eyes."
He was so close that his eyelashes seemed to touch Xie Qingcheng's eyelashes, and the voice came into Xie Qingcheng's ears in a low voice, and in the chaos, he was the only one who could hear it.
Like a whisper, like a threat.
"Your mouth is the only mouth that will reveal the truth."
His eyes fell on Xie Qingcheng's lips again, as if he would caress the thin lips, he stroking back and forth, his eyes were light, but the deterrence hidden in them was heavy.
And Xie Qingcheng is now wearing a piece of clothes, which is prepared by the fire department for the rescued personnel.
He Yu stood in front of him, staring at his face while raising his hand to straighten Xie Qingcheng's collar - this way of adjusting his clothes seemed to outsiders to be polite, but only Xie Qingcheng and He Both of them understood in their hearts that He Yu used a lot of strength to dress him, and the neckline was quietly taut, which was still a kind of warning and coercion.
He was very gentle when he finished it, and smiled very gently: "So, this secret—"
"You can contain it, contain it."
"Hold it tightly inside, don't let it fall out."
Xie Qing said coldly, "Are you threatening me?"
"How dare I. It's just a reminder." He Yu's hand slipped down from Xie Qingcheng's neckline and sighed, "I just want to live an ordinary life."
Xie Qingcheng was really too lazy to talk nonsense with this madman.
He Yu, why is this necessary
If he really told He Yu's condition, he would never remind He Yu not to expose his condition to anyone.
But He Yu didn't think so, and He Yu didn't have such a high degree of trust in Xie Qingcheng.
He only felt that Xie Qingcheng's mouth was now a threat that he wanted to block, and it was best to put something in it, just like the bound hostage, let him contain it. Can't even speak, so that his secrets won't be leaked.
Xie Qingcheng looked at him: "You said that you just want to live the life of an ordinary person, why would you risk going into the fire to save time with blood worms to save those patients."
"Because thinking and being are never the same." He Yu said, "I want to be a normal person. But I'm always mentally ill."
"I went in to save people, first because the fire hadn't spread to that side, and I knew it was too late. Second, you remember that I told you that people can never understand and can't communicate with each other, right? It's like two people A completely different species. I think those people are more like my kind than you are. The only difference between me and them is that they are better camouflaged."
He Yu said indifferently: "If even I feel that their lives are dispensable, then who else will treat them as living people."
Like a society, a group, a justice organization, a gangster/gang alliance. No matter what kind of people, they all need the same kind.
Because absolute loneliness drives people crazy.
He Yu is such a lonely person. No one can understand his pain. Others can only listen to his description and know his pain superficially. Those three people with the same disease as him are all dead. .
He can only go to similar groups of people, trying to find a little bit of a pontoon bridge to connect with the world.
But such He Yu is also very dangerous. He can deceive the hearts of those in the same category. His blood is a reward for the mentally ill, and his words are the orders that those people cannot disobey.
He could use this to sin if he wanted to.
- No wonder he didn't want to let others know.
No wonder he wanted to block the mouth of Xie Qingcheng, the only insider.
Xie Qingcheng: "The same kind is so important to you. It is so important that you can ignore your life."
He Yu said coldly: "Doctor, you don't understand us. You are in the light, and you can't see the dark night."
"..." Xie Qingcheng sighed and didn't want to continue this topic with him anymore.
"Last question. Since you have blood Gu, why didn't you use it when dealing with Jiang Lanpei?"
"Because of instability." He Yu said, "My blood may also make the patient go crazy. I can't afford to gamble in that case. Unlike you—"
When he said this, he suddenly paused.
"You are really, everyone is in the other's hands, and you told me about Singrera, you are making such a big gamble, you are not afraid that I will not react?"
"I'm betting like this because I think you're very smart." Xie Qing said indifferently, "and last time I went to your dormitory to change clothes, isn't what you want to tell me about Singrera?"
He Yu was quiet for a while, and finally lowered his head and sneered. Xie Qingcheng also raised his hand and touched his forehead. It was only at this point that the two finally had some relaxation and relaxation for the rest of their lives—
Yes, both of them still remember that incident, but they didn't expect it to be a code word for calling the police in time for help.
That was when He Yu was about eight or nine years old.
Xie Qingcheng felt that in addition to basic medical items, He Yu also needed to go out to relax. Many doctors think that most of the treatment of mentally ill patients needs to rely on drugs, but Xie Qingcheng is of another school of thought. He believes that mental state is a response of people to the environment they are in, and mentally ill patients should not be treated as one. Individual medical records are separated from society, and drugs cannot play a decisive role in the struggle against mental illness. The key to a patient's success lies in re-establishing the bridge between him and society and his family.
So he shared this opinion with Lu Zhishu.
In the spare time of her busy business phone calls, Ms. Lu raised her eyes and smiled at Xie Qingcheng embarrassedly: "I don't have time, Doctor Xie, take him there."
Xie Qingcheng was on fire: "He is your child."
Ms. Lu became accustomed to talking about business, and said without raising her head, "I'll give you more money."
"… "
Then Lu Zhishu walked away with her mobile phone in hand, as if she was a businessman first, and then a mother. The fat lady always called "President Zhang, President Li" on the phone with a smile, and her eyes never fell on Xie Qingcheng even once.
Not to mention He Yu who was standing behind Xie Qingcheng.
Xie Qingcheng turned around and bowed his head, but saw that He Yu didn't care about his mother's actions. He seemed to be very accustomed to this kind of parent-child relationship. He was sitting on the sofa and peeling himself a big golden orange without looking up. .
The orange was bigger than his hand. He Yu didn't hold it when he peeled it in half. The orange fell to the ground and rolled under the coffee table. He jumped off the sofa and wanted to reach out to pick it up, but a brightly colored peace fruit appeared in his field of vision.
"Eating the ones that fell on the ground?" Xie Qingcheng sighed, not knowing why he was soft-hearted, he handed the Ping An Fruit to He Yu and picked up the oranges that had fallen ashes.
"I'll take you to the amusement park tomorrow."
So Xie Qingcheng took his sister and He Yu to the amusement park the next day. Xie Xue has a good personality, loves to laugh, and takes care of her younger brother. He Yu seems to be in a much better state.
But when I came back, it suddenly started to rain heavily.
After finally getting a taxi, the three of them were already soaked, and the Hejia villa was in the outer suburbs, and the distance was a bit long. Xie Qingcheng took the two children to the medical school dormitory first.
Xie Qingcheng's university dormitory is the same as He Yu's school now, with four people per room.
When he came back with the two fallen chickens, the roommates were busy working on projects in the laboratory, and the dormitory was empty.
"Brother! The cactus you raised is blooming!" As soon as Xie Xue entered the house, she threw herself on Xie Qingcheng's desk and fiddled with the cactus with a circle of goose-yellow flowers in the eggshell potted plant with a smile. "Wow... so pretty."
She had apparently stopped by her brother's dormitory more than once.
Xie Qing presented the two of them with a cup of hot ginger tea and stuffed them into the hands of the two children involuntarily.
"Drink while it's hot."
Xie Xue likes spicy food, so she sipped ginger tea and drank it. A cup of hot ginger tea quickly ran out, but He Yu couldn’t—the young master couldn’t eat anything too irritating, so he lowered his head and held the cup I can't take two sips in half a day.
Xie Qingcheng went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and He Yuzheng didn't know what to do with this cup of hot stuff, but Xie Xue sighed contentedly: "Drink well."
"..." He Yu turned his face sideways and looked at her calmly.
Feeling his gaze, Xie Xue also turned her head, smiled at him, and glanced at his cup: "If you don't like it..."
"No, I like it very much." He Yu said lightly.
"How is it possible, it took you so long to drink so much!"
He Yu smiled: "It's because I like it, so I can't bear to drink it."
"...Oh..." Xie Xue seemed to be persuaded, nodded regretfully, and was about to turn her eyes away.
It was only at this time that He Yu handed her the mug that he had long wanted to give away: "Here it is."
"Hey? You, don't you like it?"
"If you want to drink, I'll give it to you."
The little fool's eyes widened, and he gratefully took the hot ginger tea.
He Yu did not forget to calmly tell the fool: "Drink quickly, you can't be found by your brother that I gave you my cup. Otherwise, he will train you again."
"Mmmmmm." Xie Xue, who was sold and was still paying for the number of people, was grateful, and gudonggudong drank the hot tea at a very fast speed to the bottom, and almost choked, "cough cough..."
He Yu smiled and patted her on the back.
"I like to drink ginger tea the most." Xie Xue slowed down, her eyes were warm, holding a mug that was still warm, she whispered to He Yu, "It was snowing when I was a child, we lived in a small alley, there was no Something to keep warm, my brother will make this for me... "
It was such a difficult and sad experience, but when she said it, there was a twinkle in her eyes.
As if recalling something very interesting in the past.
Xie Qingcheng came back after washing his hands. He glanced at the two children sitting side by side on the edge of his dormitory bed: "Have you two finished drinking?"
The two children looked at each other and exchanged secrets. He Yu was very calm, Xie Xue was a little flustered, and nodded quickly, but when she was nodding, because she was drinking too much, she couldn't help opening her mouth and whispering. belch.
Xie Qingcheng ignored them and went back to the closet to find a change of clothes. The place where the little girl learns Sanda is near the medical school. After every class, she is sweating all over. Xie Qingcheng specially prepared a few dry clothes for her so that she could come and change them easily. .
"Want Bella or Singrera?" When the eldest brother was rummaging in the closet, what came out of his thin lips were the names of two soft fairy tale princesses.
The little girl was very happy: "I want Bella!"
Xie Qing presented her with a pale yellow princess dress. Xie Xue cheered, holding her skirt and running to the bathroom to change her clothes.
Xie Xue left, and He Yu was still standing on the edge of the bed wetly.
Xie Qingcheng continued to search for a while in the closet, and finally sighed, recovered, and did something very unhuman—
"You should wear this."
He Yu took the clothes, unfolded them, and calmly said, "Doctor Xie, you made a mistake."
"That's right."
He Yu froze for a moment, slowly raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression gradually showed a gloomy expression that could not be hidden.
"You handed me a skirt."
And it's Singrera's blue princess dress.
In the face of He Yu's suppressed anger, Xie Qingcheng didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he smiled, but even if his frosty and snowy face was smiling, people couldn't tell whether it was a sneer or a real smile. smile.
"You don't have to pick. This is the only one I have in your size."
He Yu: "I think I can wear your shirt."
Xie Qingcheng folded his arms, leaned on the ladder of the bunk bed, and stared at him from top to bottom: "Little devil. Your shirt is too big for me."
"… "
"Don't wear it? If you don't wear it, you'll have to go out naked."
"… "
The constant rain outside became the background rhythm of this conversation back then...
.
Cheng Kang's mentally ill fire was slowly brought under control, firefighters entered one after another, and the police were busy investigating. Xie Qingcheng and He Yu looked at each other and saw the reflection of the past in each other's eyes.
He Yu said: "You told me at the time that I didn't lose. There was a piece of candy in the pocket of the princess dress. It was suggested that I turn over the pocket. It was considered as compensation for my spirit. But I said that what you gave was poison. Just don't eat it. Thinking about it now, you were really immoral back then."
Xie Qingcheng: "...I don't remember."
Saying to go.
"You lie to the ghost." He Yu raised his hand to block his way, put his hand on the tree behind Xie Qingcheng, narrowed his eyes, "I don't remember? I don't remember that you were caught by Jiang Lanpei. When you’re not, why do you want to remind me to flip through the phone in your pocket and tell me about the candy from Singrellari?”
Xie Qingcheng was not guilty at all, and his face was cold: "coincidence."
He Yu was on fire.
He felt that he took Xie Qingcheng back to the dormitory and gave him a T-shirt to wear. It was really cheap for him to wear. Now it seems that even if he called a flash delivery, he would have to get him a wedding dress to wear, and it had to be sexy/interesting. The kind with lace inner buckle straps on his thighs, put on stockings for him, and if he doesn't wear them, he will be handcuffed and thrown on the bed, otherwise he won't be able to humiliate him, because this man is too shameless!
"Don't remember, do you?"
He bowed his head and spoke to him.
"Then you have to be careful in the future, don't get yourself so wet..." He Yu's eyes slowly slipped past Xie Qingcheng's eyebrows, and he said softly, "Otherwise the next time I wear it for you, it may be Not an old T-shirt anymore."
When Xie Qingcheng faced his threat, he raised his hand and patted He Yu's face: "Don't worry kid, you have no chance. I can go out naked if I get wet."
"What's naked?" A policeman came over, seeing that they were two crazy people who broke into the fire just now, and immediately said, "You can't go in naked any more! How dangerous! No, I mean, you can't go in without being naked. go in..."
He Yu smiled gently, his eyes were kind: "Yes, I was talking about him. How dangerous, isn't it Brother Xie?"
"What did you say he did? Didn't you run in first and then follow your brother?" The little policeman glared at them, "Hey, forget it. Have you both healed your wounds? Come back to the police station with us. , I'm busy tonight."
Because the case has a large impact and involves many people, everyone must be carefully questioned in turn and take notes.
The police car took the relevant personnel back to the police station in batches. Because there were too many people and they were too busy, the station tidied up a few lounges for them, so that those who did not have their turn could spend the chaotic night in the lounge first.
Xie Xue also followed Xie Qingcheng and the others.
She was a girl and was placed in a room with a female nurse, and He Yu and Xie Qingcheng were placed next to them.
Before Xie Xue went in to take a nap, people had already recovered a lot. Because she was in a coma the whole time, she saw few bloody scenes, so there was no major stimulation. Instead, she had already started to comfort the panicked sister nurse.
"It's alright, if you don't die, there will be blessings. Let's rest first, and when it's our turn, the police will call."
"I can't sleep woo woo woo woo..."
"If you can't sleep, let me sing to you, throw, throw, throw the handkerchief..."
"Ah, don't sing this hell song!!"
Xie Xue didn't know why: "I don't know why this song popped up in my head, someone sang next to me when I was in a coma... Then I'll change it. In the blue sky and the Milky Way, there is a little white boat. …”
nurse:"???"
Xie Xue looked very frustrated: "I'm dizzy, I'm sorry, I'll tell you a joke."
Xie Qingcheng and He Yu were arranged in a lounge.
"The two of you are sleeping here. The conditions are not very good. Just come to us. If you need anything, come to us at any time. Someone will call you when it's your turn." The little policeman left after explaining the matter in a hurry.
Xie Qingcheng and He Yu pushed the door into the house together. As a result, looking at the layout of the house, both of them froze—
This is really a makeshift lounge...
In a room, there is a fucking sofa bed.
how to sleep?