After Xie Qingcheng visited Qin Rongbei in the United States, he realized that there was a criminal organization looking for the "first emperor".
In order to protect him back then, Qin Ciyan invented a computer checking system, saying that all data files were calculated by that information system, and named the non-existent system as "the first emperor file".
As a result, some people believed it.
They first stole information from Xie Qingcheng's house and found that there was no information related to the first emperor. They decided that the relationship between Xie Qingcheng and Qin Ciyan had not reached the point where they could communicate with each other. So they guessed that Qin Ciyan had handed over the data of the first emperor. Reported to his daughter.
The result, of course, was nothing.
Qin Rongbei was affected by this. The other organization used both torture and drugs in the process of interrogating her. Doctors in the American mental hospital believed that her nervous system had been irreversibly damaged, and she could only live in such a state of confusion for the rest of her life. pass.
Her husband loved her very much and took her home to accompany her carefully. But soon after, her husband discovered that during Qin Rongbei's kidnapping, criminals injected a variety of prohibited drugs into her body, which caused her physical function to be seriously damaged. , the organs - especially the brain, began to gradually shrink.
Qin Rongbei's life has entered the countdown.
And that year, Lao Qin's granddaughter, Qin Rongbei's daughter, was only eight or nine years old...
It was under the catalysis of these two events that Xie Qingcheng made a new decision.
He found Qin Ciyan's old friend, the director of the Aesthetic Private Hospital.
"I need you to do me a favor," he said.
"what?"
"I need to get back to the RN-13."
In fact, Xie Qingcheng completely deceived He Yu in the ability of the first emperor - just like He Yu has the ability of blood poison, Xie Qingcheng is the first medical case with the most complete medication for mental Ebola. He actually has special ability.
While taking his normal life, RN-13 gave the first emperor two expensive gifts:
Extraordinary adaptability.
And, extremely high brain computing power.
The improvement of adaptability enables Xie Qingcheng to conduct life experiments using his own body as a sample. And the extremely high brain computing ability allows him to have the possibility of going deep into several fields at the same time.
When Qin Ciyan was still alive, Xie Qingcheng was able to carry out biochemical experiments and medical skills simultaneously because he held the two special abilities of the first emperor. Later, in order to be a normal person, he gave up such a powerful mind, chose to take therapeutic drugs, and returned to a peaceful life.
But now, in order to restore Qin Ciyan's experimental data as much as possible, fulfill his promise, and complete the compilation of Qin Lao's writings. In order to develop a drug that can delay Qin Rongbei's organ failure, he decided to take RN-13 again.
He needs the two abilities of the first emperor.
But because he had taken therapeutic drugs, he had completely suppressed the mental Ebola, and the impact of retaking RN-13 on the body was even greater than before.
The drug resistance increased, and he had to take it multiple times. After each drug, he could gain an unusually quick mind and a fairly healthy body for a period of time.
But soon, the side effects of RN-13 start
Intensified expansion in his body, and when it weakens again, the condition of his internal organs will be more serious than before taking the medicine. Heart, liver, spleen, lungs... vision, endurance, all go downhill quickly.
He had to increase the dosage of the therapeutic drug to balance the damage of RN-13 to the organs as much as possible.
His body is like a leaking medicine jar, and he is constantly filling the medicine jar with the medicine he needs, dismantling it, trying to make himself live longer.
After all, Qin Rongbei's situation has not completely improved, and Qin Ciyan's writings have not been completely sorted out. He knows how important those things are to Lao Qin, and it is almost Qin Ciyan's soul superimposed on life.
As for himself—
He is very clear.
He is a divorced man, has no children, and does not plan to remarry. His younger sister has grown up well enough to take care of the aging Auntie Li. As for Chen Lisheng, who died because of investigating the death of his parents, he also has an explanation, he has already Let Chen slow gradually come out from the shadow of his brother's death.
In life, he has done everything that has to be done by him.
No one can leave him anymore.
Therefore, the rag bear puppet who pieced himself together, stitched together, and returned to the world can finally leave with confidence.
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When Xie Qingcheng returned to the staff dormitory, it was already very late.
He didn't expect that there was another person sitting in front of his house.
"... He Yu?"
He Yu had squinted and dozed off at his door, but he was already asleep. Hearing Xie Qingcheng's voice, he immediately woke up, got up and said, "Brother Xie."
"...Why are you here?" Xie Qingcheng had just finished the treatment, his body was still very painful and weak, and he really had no way to deal with this little devil in front of him.
He subconsciously tugged at his sleeve and covered the marks on his wrists. He didn't want He Yu to see the marks on the handcuffs when he was receiving treatment, otherwise he would have to face He Yu's questioning.
The light in the aisle was dim, and He Yu didn't notice his action. He adjusted his shoulder bag, picked up the plastic bag in his hand, and smiled at Xie Qingcheng: "I passed by a new milk tea shop at night. , looks similar to the one we went to in Qingli County. I went in and took a look, wow, there really is a bubble tea for two yuan a cup. I'll bring it back for you. "
"… "
The boy half complained and half jokingly said: "I don't know why this stuff is delicious."
"..." Xie Qingcheng didn't know if he was too weak after the treatment, and his heart became weak, so that he could not bear the feeling of precariousness when facing He Yu.
A moment of silence.
Seeing that he didn't speak, He Yu asked again, "Is the meeting over?"
"What... oh." Xie Qingcheng remembered the lie he told He Yu in the treatment room.
He said that he was going to the meeting, and He Yu really believed that he was going to the meeting. He didn't doubt him at all, Xie Qingcheng's image in his eyes was tall.
He just stood there silently waiting for him.
Xie Qingcheng's feeling of disintegration was even heavier. He felt that He Yu was standing here tonight, as if he was going to crush his city defense.
He said, "Yes, it's over."
He Yu smiled again, very gentle: "Are you tired? This is
It's late, you must be tired, have you eaten yet? "
Xie Qingcheng found that He Yu was moving his feet subconsciously while talking, and he realized that it was now June, and there were many insects, and He Yu was only wearing student sweatpants, showing most of his calf. How long have you been feeding mosquitoes here. He thought that He Yu was a little allergic to insect bites, so he stopped talking to the child at the door.
He knew that he should rush He Yu away, which was right.
But to the boy's bright eyes full of anticipation, the words came to his lips, but he still couldn't say it. Xie Qingcheng finally opened the door and said to He Yu, "Come in first."
Xie Qingcheng leaned on the sofa as soon as he entered the dormitory. He was too tired, and the stress reaction after treatment became more and more obvious. He Yu was not an outsider, so Xie Qingcheng was too lazy to entertain him.
He even loosened the knot of his tie and asked him, "Can you go and boil some water?"
Young Master He worked tirelessly, boiled the water, handed it to Xie Qingcheng together with the milk tea, and then stood by the sofa, looking at him like a big dog on standby.
Xie Qingcheng was really uncomfortable, took a sip of water, and said to He Yu, "Go and do your own thing, I want to lie down for a while."
"What kind of meeting are you holding, it's like running a marathon." He Yu sighed, he walked over, took off Xie Qingcheng's home shoes, and sat down on the sofa.
Xie Qingcheng opened his eyes slightly and wanted to take his foot back, but He Yu had already held it, so he lowered his head, put Xie Qingcheng's foot on his leg, and then slowly rubbed it to relax him. .
Xie Qingcheng said that he did not like to let those little girls kneel on the ground to clean up the exhaustion of the guests, which would make him feel extremely uncomfortable.
But He Yu is different. He is really too close to him, so when he does this, Xie Qingcheng feels less rejection. In addition, He Yu didn't know where to learn such a good technique. The acupoints were pressed very accurately, and the acupoints on the soles of his feet were pinched for him, and the feeling of soreness came up, but he really had no strength to struggle.
Because of Xie Qingcheng's treatment, his body's various resistances were weak at the moment, and he was pressed comfortably. He couldn't help raising his hand to cover his forehead, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and let out a muffled groan.
"..." The last time He Yu gave him a massage, he felt that Xie Qingcheng should be eating this set, but this time he showed more enjoyment and vulnerability when he was tired. The pained and comfortable low hoarse voice seemed to scratch his heart, and He Yu felt that he rushed to this voice and fed mosquitoes at the door for a few hours until it was worth the fare.
His eyes darkened, and he rubbed Xie Qingcheng's feet. After a while, he whispered, "Can I take off your socks for you?"
Xie Qingcheng came back to his senses slightly, shook his head, and wanted to retract his feet again.
He Yu held him down, except for his black socks.
Xie Qingcheng is quite a regular person, because he often wears trousers, and he wears middle socks that will not make him rude when he moves, up to the calf position.
In He Yu's opinion, it is actually very desirable to follow social etiquette in this way. He slowly took off Xie Qingcheng's black socks, exposing them to the naked eye.
Xie Qingcheng became more awake and opened his eyes: "You don't think it's dirty."
"No, I think your feet are very beautiful."
This is true, Xie Qingcheng's feet are well-shaped, with obvious ankle bones and pale blue veins. He loves to be clean, and his transparent fingernails are like ice, covering
tip.
After taking off his socks, the force on his fingers can reach the ground deeper and more accurately. Xie Qingcheng is like a cheetah whose jaw has been touched. Although he is usually powerful, he can't resist the comfort of scratching his chin. , let He Yu press him with all his heart.
"Ok… "
Unlike in Yunyu, Xie Qingcheng, who was being massaged, didn't care so much about whether he would make a sound or not. When He Yu pressed him comfortably, he would respond to He Yu's technique in a low and hoarse voice.
The voice man didn't feel it, but the boy liked it very much.
While massaging, I asked him, "Are you comfortable?"
"Is that strong enough?"
"Would you like to push harder?"
"... lightly..." Xie Qingcheng was massaging his sore Yongquan acupoint, he couldn't help frowning and panting to stop him, "it hurts..."
"Just get used to it."
"Ah..." Xie Qingcheng's sword brows were slightly wrinkled. Pressing this acupoint all the time was really sore, but it was unbearable.
He Yu pressed and pressed, the color of his eyes became darker and darker, he suddenly coughed and adjusted his sitting position.
Xie Qingcheng was tired and asked Shu Tai, "Are you tired?"
"No." He Yu's voice was a little hoarse, "It can make you comfortable, how can I be tired."
As he said, he continued to knead the soles of Xie Qingcheng's feet, massaged the pale backs of his feet... Then he pressed his ankles to Zusanli...
After pressing it to the back, Xie Qingcheng really relaxed, but He Yu couldn't take it anymore.
What is self-immolation by playing with fire, probably so.
He massaged, listening to Xie Qingcheng's undefended low voice, and gradually he couldn't help it, finally unable to restrain himself, he held Xie Qingcheng's toes, then lowered his head and kissed him lightly.
This is really unexpected, Xie Qingcheng didn't think that he would be stimulated by this, and he shuddered back to his senses.
"He Yu, you—"
In He Yu's view, it really doesn't matter, he is the man he likes.
He loves every part of his body, even the flaws are precious, how could he care
But Xie Qingcheng didn't think so.
His eyes met He Yu's infatuation with him, his heart trembled, and he was truly shocked.
The two looked at each other like this for a long time. He Yu was fascinated by love and desire. He held his feet, like holding snow, like a jade. Then he lowered his eyes and looked at the ice-white back of the foot, his eyelashes trembling slightly. …
He kissed him again.
Xie Qingcheng: "…"
The heat in the air was rising, and the ambiguity had almost turned into a heavy semi-liquid, lingering around them.
He Yu looked at Xie Qingcheng's eyes gradually obsessed, and the boy's eyes were filled with undisguised fascination with men.
"elder brother… "
His lips touched his skin like a dragonfly.
The red dragonfly brushed the back of the foot, swept the ripples of the heartbeat, and flew up slowly...
Then He Yu took Xie Qingcheng's hand, gently rubbed Xie Qingcheng's hand with the tip of his nose, kissed his fingers one by one, and then put his warm lips on the back of Xie Qingcheng's hand reverently and tenderly superior.
"Brother... I want to be with you... "
"think
The people who want you...and your heart..."
"Brother Xie... Promise me, fall in love with me, and give me a name, okay?"
Xie Qingcheng woke up suddenly as if he had been stabbed by an invisible sword.
The languid and hazy mist in his eyes dissipated.
He thought of his medical checklist today, that he was a man, He Yu, and a man, and everything... He only had five or six years...
He woke up like a dream and wanted to push He Yu away.
He Yu hasn't recovered yet.
The young man was full of love for Xie Qingcheng, how could he wake up so easily.
He didn't realize Xie Qingcheng's abnormality, he was still immersed in the rare beautiful atmosphere of the two of them just now, he couldn't help getting up, supported Xie Qingcheng, and trapped him between the sofa and himself.
He was gentle and mad, staring at him obsessively and morbidly.
"Xie Qingcheng..."
He bowed his head and kissed.
Xie Qingcheng turned his face away suddenly, and He Yu's kiss landed on his lateral carotid artery.
As soon as the kiss fell, Xie Qingcheng seemed to have something torn apart in his heart. His heartstrings were pulsing with his arteries. After the violent tremor, he began to violently push and reject He Yu.
"Don't... Don't, I'm not in the mood today, He Yu... He Yu, stop!"
He was really scared.
He didn't know what he was afraid of.
Was it because He Yu was afraid that He Yu would discover the cuff marks he left on his hands when he was treating the disease
Or was he afraid that He Yu would see the injected red mole on the back of his neck torn apart and not healed yet
still is…
I was still afraid that I would fall into it again unconsciously with He Yu... I was afraid that the Gu worm that He Yu had buried deep in his heart was about to move again.
What is he afraid of
He Yu's addiction to Xie Qingcheng is too deep, there seems to be an invisible magnetic pole on the man's body, attracting him to keep approaching. He was distracted by Xie Qingcheng for a while, his eyes were blurred, he didn't listen to what the other party said at all, and still kissed him hotly. He thought he was so beautiful, like a rose that only belonged to him. Roses were beautiful, dangerous, with thorns, but he couldn't help picking them.
The more chaotic the mind, the more confused the mind.
The dragon kissed the flower and reached out to caress the trembling rose.
"He Yu, you... Enough... let go... you let go... "
"Thank you bro..."
The boy didn't hear it, he was so addicted, every inch of the halo in his eyes could explain what it means to use deep affection, and deep affection, naturally entangled with desire, He Yu unconsciously went to solve Xie Qingcheng buckle. Xie Qingcheng was finally pushed to the extreme, and suddenly struggled to pull out the hand that He Yu was holding tightly, slapped He Yu in the face with a slap, and slapped He Yu in the face again and again.
"…!"
The slap was too heavy, and it was so unpredictable, He Yu suddenly woke up and looked at the person who hit him.
Xie Qingcheng tightly grasped his sleeves and buttons, trying his best to hide the traces of his treatment, his peach blossom eyes were chaotic and embarrassed.
"… Do not touch me."
When the eyes met, He Yu's face suddenly sank, his expression was very complicated for a while, and he instinctively revealed some madness, which made Xie Qingcheng even shudder.
But soon, the innate madness was suppressed by He Yu.
He Yu
:"what happened to you?"
He wanted to grab his hand, but Xie Qingcheng yanked it away.
"Don't touch me," he said again.
"… "
The two looked at each other, and after a long time, He Yu slowly got up from Xie Qingcheng and sat beside the sofa, with broken bangs hanging down, bowing his head silently.
In fact, as long as it wasn't Xie Qingcheng who slapped He Yu just now, anyone else would be killed by him.
Just because it was Xie Qingcheng, He Yu had nothing to do, and even felt guilty—because he suddenly saw the clearest fear in Xie Qingcheng's eyes.
Xie Qingcheng was such a strong and brave person, and almost every time he showed fear, it was because of himself.
He Yu turned his face slightly and silently looked at Xie Qingcheng on the sofa - the man's forehead was disheveled, five fingers like white jade tugged at the front of his shirt, and there was still the hickey he left on his neck, but he raised his eyebrows. Only inviolable majesty—and repressed panic—was written in between.
Looking at him like this, He Yu suddenly felt very, very uncomfortable.
"Brother..." He said hoarsely, "Did I force you too tight?"
"Did I remind you again of the time when I did that to you?"
"I know... I know you sometimes have nightmares at night, and even suddenly tremble... "
Xie Qingcheng: "…"
"...Brother, I'm sorry." Seeing that he didn't answer all the time, He Yu paused, and suddenly said this to Xie Qingcheng.
"... I don't have to do this kind of thing with you... If you're tired, or you're not in the mood... Can you tell me, okay? I won't force you again. Don't look at me like this, okay? ?"
The young man got up.
"I-I'll go to your study to do my homework first... I'll lock the door and let you rest... I won't force you, I just want to invite you to stay with me... "
"Don't you..." He Yu's voice trembled a little at the end, it was depressed, sad, and dazed - the emotion conveyed by that voice made Xie Qingcheng tremble inexplicably again.
He Yu said with a little choked sobs—
"... Xie Qingcheng, don't be afraid of me."