Xie Qingcheng woke up with aches and pains the next morning, and the first thing that caught his eye was the luxurious ceiling and bedpost in the hotel suite.
Then the fragmented memories of last night flooded back into the torn head after the hangover.
He's not the kind of person who would be shocked by doing such a thing, but he still felt unlucky when he sat up - what the fuck is he doing
Last night, for some reason, I had a relationship with He Yu again, and opened a room in the hotel.
Xie Qingcheng remembered that he drank too much last night, and he couldn't control it when he went to the back. Thanks to the hotel's good sound insulation, otherwise the guests next door would come and slam the door.
Just thinking about it, the sound of hair blowing in the bathroom stopped.
He Yu got up earlier than him this time. He took a shower and was about to go to the room to deliver food. He wiped his short hair and walked over to see that Xie Qingcheng had already woken up, put on his coat, and was sitting on the bed. There was no expression on his face.
"… "
He Yu was a little confused when he saw him like this.
He could be considered to have been cast into a psychological shadow by his uncle, and the two of them acted sullenly every time. After finishing the matter, Xie Qingcheng turned his face and refused to recognize him as soon as he put on his pants. , then turn around and leave.
He Yusheng was afraid that Xie Qingcheng's thin lips would touch him this time, and he would say something with ice balls, so he went over immediately, and before he opened his mouth, he lowered his head and blocked his mouth.
A kiss is full of affection, and the affection is deep.
He Yu wanted to burn all the unrequited words in his heart with love.
After the kiss was over, both of them gasped for breath, and He Yu's eyes were slightly red, and he said to him, "Brother, what do you want to say to me?"
Xie Qingcheng was about to speak, but He Yu didn't dare to listen.
He lowered his eyelashes and kissed his lips again.
Xie Qingcheng: "…"
Both of their lips were wet when they released.
He Yu asked again, "Just say what you want to say. I won't stop you."
Xie Qingcheng: "I think..."
He Yu kissed him again.
Xie Qingcheng: "..."
He Yu: "What did you want to say just now?"
"..." Xie Qingcheng simply didn't want to speak this time.
He didn't mean to speak, so He Yu didn't move, sitting beside his bed, staring at him quietly.
How could Xie Qingcheng not know the reason for what he did
He Yu was frightened again after he was done doing the trick.
Xie Qingcheng looked at him in a state of unease, but forced himself to be calm, and felt very uncomfortable for a while. I've never been like this before.
In the past, he only knew how to avoid him, reject him, reason with him, and tell him that it was impossible, even if they did have a highly compatible sexual relationship, they still couldn't be together.
He thought that a smart person like He Yu would choose to retreat despite difficulties.
But this wise man seemed to have suddenly lost his mind. He bumped into the south wall again and again, his head was bleeding, and he refused to look back. As long as he got close, the kid would still look up with blood all over his head and say to him, "Xie Qingcheng, I like you."
Xie Qingcheng's heart seemed to be hit hard by such a protracted period of time, and a crack was opened.
He felt that He Yu had put something in that crack.
He didn't know what it was, at first he didn't care.
But after escaping from the sea of fire in Zhilong's basement, the thing seemed to have received some kind of nourishment, and it became more and more obvious in his heart—
Xie Qingcheng felt uncomfortable.
The thing pierced his heart.
He didn't like it, he'd never felt this way before, never because of someone that part of his heart was starting to get out of control, he wanted to keep his face down and take the cold scalpel and cut it out because it made him feel dangerous , feel tingling, feel uneasy.
He wanted to cut it ruthlessly, like cutting the appendix, cutting the tumor, cutting off all the diseased tissue, so that it would not affect him.
But when he discovered its existence, it had begun to drill deep into his heart.
He can't take his heart off.
Xie Qingcheng was a little confused because of this. His expression was still pale, but he did not directly say anything that would sting He Yu as before.
Seeing that he didn't speak anymore, He Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but he still didn't dare to take it lightly, and looked at his thin lips at 37 degrees cautiously. … What do you want to eat?"
Xie Qingcheng was really upset and tired, so he lay back on the bed and covered his forehead with his hands.
The man said hoarsely, "Whatever."
He Yu ordered two breakfasts.
He himself prefers English breakfast, but it doesn't really appeal to Xie Qingcheng.
So he ordered Xie Qingcheng's chicken soup ravioli with Huzhou characteristics, and ordered a preserved egg and lean meat porridge.
The hotel's dining cart was pushed and sent to the outside of the suite's bedroom, and He Yu was sent back. He didn't want to let other people see Xie Qingcheng's sexy and mature appearance after finishing with him without knowing it.
"Come on, get up and eat."
He Yu brought the bowl to the bed and coaxed him softly.
Xie Qingcheng did not expect that he would live to be in his thirties and be coaxed to have breakfast by a little child, and his heart was very subtle for a while.
He got up with a sullen face, but apart from the pain in his back and legs, he didn't feel any more uncomfortable. He passed out last night, so He Yu went to the bathroom to get a wet towel dipped in hot water, wiped it bit by bit, and cleaned it up for him without any trouble. Although Xie Qingcheng was in a daze, he vaguely felt that He Yu couldn't help but mess around a few times after finishing the treatment, but at least he took some measures.
Xie Qingcheng didn't know whether He Yu's behavior was civilized or uncivilized. He was too lazy to think about this kind of rubbish, and sat up to eat something to calm himself down.
He Yu didn't let go of the spoon.
Xie Qingcheng: "What's wrong?"
"I'll feed you..."
Xie Qingcheng: "I'm almost feeding you."
He Yu really sat down.
"Okay, then you feed me."
Xie Qingcheng: "…"
Shameless people are truly invincible.
"Hello."
Of course Xie Qingcheng would not do this: "Your hand is broken? You still need someone to feed you, so you can eat your own."
He Yu's Western-style breakfast was still on the table outside, and he was not in a hurry to enjoy it, just watched Xie Qingcheng drink porridge and eat small wontons.
Xie Qing was drinking porridge
The child is very good-looking, and he doesn't make much noise when he eats. He takes the spoon bit by bit and delivers it. He Yu can vaguely see his snow-white teeth and the tip of his tongue.
When Xie Qing presented the porridge with a spoon, He Yu watched his action, his heart was itching, and his Adam's apple rolled.
Xie Qingcheng: "...Go to eat when you are hungry, and keep watching what I do."
He Yu started talking nonsense: "I want to taste yours too."
Xie Qingcheng suspected that he would not leave if he could not eat, so he handed him the spoon together with the porridge bowl.
The hotel's preserved egg and lean meat porridge is very glutinous, and the snow-white japonica rice and fresh minced meat are stewed into a bowl, which is cut with tender ginger and preserved eggs. The chef's craftsmanship is very good, but He Yu took a sip and said, "You still have good craftsmanship."
Xie Qing raised his eyebrows.
Little devils are very good at boasting, and everyone who cooks likes to hear such words. After a meal, whoever eats the most will please the cook the most.
He Yu asked again, "Can I try this chicken soup dumpling?"
Xie Qingcheng raised his chin slightly and motioned for him to take it.
The Shanghai chef in this hotel is also very particular about making small wontons. The skins are freshly rolled, and the wontons can’t have too much meat. Huzhou's small wontons are about "floating on water".
The chicken soup has a rich taste, but it needs to be filtered into a clear soup, so that the oil is not thick, so as not to wrap the thin cloud-like wontons thickly. In this way, the soup is thinly filled, accompanied by a handful of finely chopped green onions, chopped seaweed, and garnished with a few shreds of egg skins, which is the most delicious traditional snack in Shanghai.
As one of the oldest hotels on the Bund, the craftsmanship of its chefs must naturally be perfected.
He Yu tasted it and said, "It still tasted good when I didn't eat it at your house."
Xie Qingcheng sneered: "I picked you."
But Xie Qingcheng is a male father.
He listened, it was somewhat useful.
"Where's the vinegar?" It was Xie Qingcheng's turn to eat wontons by himself, so he started looking for vinegar.
"At the table outside. I'll get it."
Xie Qingcheng poured a lot of vinegar into the bowl.
He Yu felt his teeth slumped when he looked at it, and soured him: "You, why are you bucking so much?"
"How can I eat the little wonton vinegar if I don't have enough vinegar?"
Xie Qingcheng said and took a sip, but he felt that it was still weak, so he added a little more.
He Yu thought about it for a while, and then began to say: "Xie Qingcheng, you will be jealous."
"… "
"If only you could eat my vinegar anytime."
Xie Qingcheng's response was to hand him the vinegar bottle: "Take it. Put it back."
After finishing the meal, Xie Qingcheng checked the time, and it was time to go back to school. There were two more classes at three o'clock in the afternoon, so he was ready to get up.
He Yu had been making jokes with him for so long, without receiving any sober rejection from Xie Qingcheng, he felt relieved, but now that he was about to put on pants, he couldn't help but sound the alarm.
He suddenly stepped forward and did a very absurd thing—
He held down Xie Qingcheng's hand as he was about to buckle the belt.
Xie Qingcheng: "What are you doing?"
"… "
"release."
"… "
"He Yu, I'll let you go."
He thought this bastard was really inexplicable. What is he doing by dragging him to keep him from putting on his pants
"You..." He Yu was reluctant to speak out immediately because of his pride, but it was really uncomfortable. He was anxious and had to endure it. After holding it for a while, he asked with a blue face, "You, what do you wear? If you put on your pants, will you turn your face and don't recognize you?"
This time it was Xie Qingcheng's turn to be speechless.
What is this all about
His pants weren't magic! Does recognition have anything to do with pants
He Yu obviously knew this too, but he was just too eager to be with Xie Qingcheng. Once people were desperate, they would believe in some outrageous things.
He Yu said in a muffled voice: "Who told you to be like this before... The bed is fine, and you have to tell me a lot of big truths when you get out of bed... I don't listen."
Seeing his stubborn and earnest appearance, the thing in Xie Qingcheng's heart began to feel uncomfortable again.
He even found that he thought about it seriously once again—if He Yu was a girl, what would their relationship be like now
Immediately he thought the idea was too absurd.
If He Yu was a woman, probably nothing like this would happen between them.
And even if he is a woman, with his current situation, could he have a good ending
Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes.
He felt that he was falling with He Yu, and he felt inappropriate, and when facing He Yu's obsessed gaze, he would have such inappropriate pity and hesitation. With such a strange feeling, Xie Qingcheng didn't know how to react and how to deal with it.
He finally said: "You let go, I will not reason with you."
"Then will you deny the person? Will you deny the account?"
Xie Qingcheng gritted his teeth - he didn't know whether he hated himself or He Yu.
"I think."
He Yu: "Really?"
Xie Qingcheng: "I accept the bill, and I will go to the front desk to pay the bill."
He Yu was devastated by the fact that he secretly changed the concept, but he still replied: "... I paid for that bill."
But who knew that Xie Qingcheng would get angry when he heard it.
"He Yu, they are all big men, why the hell do I ask you to pay for this room every time?"
He Yu said conditioned reflexively, "Because it was you who was—"
Halfway through the words, his brain finally caught up with his mouth, and he immediately stopped.
But Xie Qingcheng's eyes narrowed.
"I was caught?"
"… "
He Yu thought, he couldn't say it, because you were the one who slept with me all night, and it was you who suffered, right
He had to change his mind and said, "Because, because your quilt was soiled, you should pay for the bedding, so that's fine, right?"
Xie Qingcheng's face became more and more ugly.
He looked back at the completely unusable quilt. Not to mention it was dirty, it was simply torn. He thought of the shit that happened last night, so he didn't say a word, lowered his eyes and put it on one by one. own clothes.
He really hates himself now.
He doesn't know how he's so out of control, fucking wrong time and time again.
To be honest, Xie Qingcheng was never such a person before. He was extremely self-control. Once everything touched his bottom line, he could immediately stop the loss and know how to deal with it properly.
But He Yu is like a computer virus that has invaded his firewall.
He seemed to be disturbed from the beginning.
He felt that he was too inappropriate.
After dawdling for a long time, the two finally arrived downstairs and went through the check-out procedures.
At this time, there are quite a lot of people in the hotel lobby. Some people have no sense of boundaries. They like to get close to others when they are handling check-out matters. It was very embarrassing.
Although the front desk is well-trained and his voice is very low, he won't say things that shouldn't be said directly, but the quality of the other passengers who are also handling the business is worrying.
Bedding compensation fee.
Lubricant…
"Tsk..."
He Yu turned his head and looked coldly at the traveler who peeped at other people's bed and was embarrassed to let out a tsk.
After completing the formalities, the doorman came to ask the guests where to take a taxi.
He Yu: "Take a taxi and go to Shanghai Medical Department first, then go to Shanghai University."
Xie Qingcheng gave him a slightly surprised look. He thought that He Yu would not want to go back to school so soon.
He Yu smiled embarrassedly: "Brother, I also have classes in the afternoon. If I am absent, I will not be able to get the usual points. I will come back to you later."
Xie Qingcheng: "Take your class well."
When the two of them walked towards the side door of the hotel to pick up and drop off guests, another pair of check-out guests descended from the elevator behind them. Xie Qingcheng and He Yu had their backs to the elevator door, so they didn't notice it at all.
It was a couple who seemed to have a very close relationship. The little girl took her boyfriend's arm and walked out with him talking and laughing.
That turned out to be-
Xie Xue and Wei Dongheng! !
Wei Dongheng just came back from the northwest yesterday. Originally, the work his father gave him would not be completed until August this year. Who would have thought that this dude was really moved by Xie Xue, he sighed hard, and in May The whole thing is over. His father thought it was interesting, this bear thing can actually work so hard for a girl? So I wanted to try him again, and threw him some new work. Wei Dongheng didn't care that much at first, and planned to spend the end with his own father, and then finish the work ahead of schedule.
Unexpectedly, he received news that Xie Xue was sick.
When he was in the army for a while, his mobile phone was not often used, and Xie Xue was a person who reported good news but not bad news, so he didn't know what happened in Huzhou.
As for the news of Xie Xue's illness, why did it break through the line of fire and reach his ears? It is all thanks to the mouth of Political Commissar Wang.
Political commissar Wang and Wei Dongheng had frequent exchanges with their families. The old political commissar had supervised the Huang Zhilong incident, and on the day he flew back to Yanzhou, he called Wei Dongheng's father and said that Chen Wan was almost taken hostage. thing.
Since he mentioned that Chen Man was hospitalized, he casually mentioned that there was a little girl who was also caught and was also lying in the hospital.
As a result, Wei Dongheng heard it.
Wei Dongheng was in a hurry, so he went to his father and quarreled that day.
, I quit my job, and I must go back to Shanghai. His father had no confidence in front of his son - Wei Dongheng had indeed done all the work he was supposed to let him do ahead of schedule. So he had to let Wei Dongheng leave the northwest ahead of schedule.
Unexpectedly, when he came back, Xie Xue had recovered and was discharged from the hospital.
The two of them are tired of being together when they have time these days. Thanks to Xie Qingcheng, who has been entangled in He Yu for a while, he didn't realize that his sister was abnormal after she was discharged from the hospital, and she never appeared by her side. She seemed to be very busy. look.
Wei Dongheng, this little hooligan, don't look at him like a bandit when he was a child. He also has a literary side in his bones. He also likes this historic hotel. There are so many luxurious hotels in Shanghai, and it is more expensive than this extravagant Dayou shop. But like He Yu, he brought his favorite people to open a house, and he chose this one.
And it's a coincidence that their room and Xie Qingcheng He Yu's room are actually next to each other... If it weren't for the sound insulation of the house, the voices of the brothers and sisters could still be heard in the next room last night...
"Wait for me, I'll sign an order." Wei Dongheng said to Xie Xue, "There is an ice cream shop over there in the lobby, you can go there and buy an ice cream and eat it."
Xie Xue: "What flavor do you want?"
Wei Dongheng dragged 258,000 to 80,000 yuan, very reckless: "No, I don't eat what this little girl eats."
Xie Xue thought he was funny and ran to the ice cream shop to buy him the sweetest one.
Half of the ice cream shop was in the hotel, and the other half of the windows were along the street. Xie Xue glanced at her while waiting for the clerk to make the cones.
Just in time to catch a glimpse of He Yu and Xie Qingcheng coming out of the hotel and getting into the taxi, He Yu gave Xie Qingcheng's waist very vaguely.
Xie Xue suddenly widened her eyes and was stunned.