Due to the huge volume of historical and academic records archives of Shanghai Medical College, and all the records of the millennium are paper versions without electronic input, and there was a situation of "chaotic" files after the transfer. It took Xie Qingcheng nearly a month to complete the Finally found the old file belonging to Wei Rong.
Wei Rong used to be a graduate student in surgery at the Medical University. She has excellent studies. Her transcripts are stored in the file. Almost all professional courses are full marks, but she did not participate in any elective courses such as group activities, sports, and art. .
It seems that she should be a person who has no interest in knowledge outside of her major.
Xie Qingcheng turned down further, and on the last page, he also turned over a two-inch photo taken by Wei Rong when he graduated.
So two years later, Xie Qingcheng finally saw the face of the person who lost the earring in the Yanzhou Clubhouse—
It was a female student with no special memory. She had a round face and double eyelids, but her eyelids were slightly swollen, and her eyes were very dull. The whole face looked like a pencil drawing smeared with an eraser, flat and dull. In the photo, she wears black hair and looks out of the camera arrogantly. It can be seen that although she is not the kind of beauty that is sought after, but because of her wealthy family background and outstanding professional achievements, she still maintains Quite confident.
When Xie Qingcheng saw the photo, his back was inexplicably chilled.
He had a similar feeling when he saw Jin Xiuhe's photo at first. Later, when the case was solved, Xie Qingcheng knew that Jin Xiuhe was Jiang Lanpei, so the chill should be reflected in his brain after receiving the image. An eerie familiarity, but no match for anyone.
Did he see her photo at Qin Ciyan's house? In those student photobooks
Xie Qingcheng couldn't remember, the place where Qin Ciyan's relics were all buried, and whether he had seen Wei Rong's photos at Qin Ciyan's place was also unknown.
He went back and forth carefully through the old file from beginning to end.
Once, he made a more unexpected discovery—
During her internship, Wei Rong once went to a "pharmaceutical" company's laboratory, where she achieved very good results, and was listed on the practice list. The person in charge of the company gave her a very high evaluation, and the person in charge The name is written:
He Jiwei! !
This girl is just like him. She used to work in He Jiwei's company through the relationship of Qin Lao!
It's just that he didn't stay in He Jiwei's laboratory for a long time. After graduation, Wei Rong chose to stay there until she died in a car accident.
After Xie Qingcheng made a discovery, he was upset and planned to ask He Jiwei to meet immediately, so he dialed He Jiwei's number.
"dudududu..."
While waiting, he was shaking slightly.
We are getting closer... As long as He Jiwei is willing to help...
However, I don't know if it was because He Jiwei knew about him and He Yu. He made four or five calls in a row, but the other party didn't respond.
In the middle of the night, Xie Qingcheng thought that He Jiwei would never be able to call him back. He fell into endless anxiety and annoyance, and smoked cigarettes.
However, just when he was about to bury himself in the ash pile, his phone suddenly rang, Xie Qing was shocked and looked at the contact person—
He Jiwei! !
His pupils shrank suddenly, blood surged, and the phone was immediately connected.
"Mr. He."
"… "
The other end was silent for a long time, only the faint hissing of the signal could be heard.
Outside the window lattice, a round of moonlight poured in. Xie Qingcheng sat beside the bed, his heart pounding, suppressing the rapidity of his breathing, waiting for He Jiwei to speak.
I don't know if it's been a long time, maybe a few minutes, maybe a few seconds, or just a few seconds. Finally a voice came from the loudspeaker.
That voice did not belong to He Jiwei, but belonged to another person he was more familiar with.
He Yu said: "Xie Qingcheng..."
"..." Xie Qingcheng was stunned, "how is it you? Where is your father?"
"… "
It was a long silence.
Xie Qingcheng had a tendon throbbing at the back of his neck. He lifted and "rubbed" his neck, trying to soothe the unease in his heart. It's so strange... Why is He Jiwei's machine being used by He Yu
And He Yu's voice didn't sound quite right, as if he suppressed a certain emotion with too much force, and that emotion wanted to burst out of his throat unwillingly.
Xie Qingcheng's heart suddenly hung up: "Where are you now?"
"...I'm right at your door."
"… "
"Go ahead." He Yu said, "I want to see you."
It was so surprising that Xie Qingcheng even forgot that he should never meet He Yu again. He quickly got up and got out of bed, and the moment he opened the door, he saw He Yu standing under the rose vines in the alley. His body was black, which made his skin snowier. He was still talking on the phone. The machine in the middle looked at Xie Qingcheng quietly, without a trace of expression on his face.
Xie Qingcheng looked at his ring subconsciously, wanting to know his mood at the moment—
He Yu has taken the ring off.
His wrists were empty and nothing was worn.
He Yu straightened up, hung up the phone, and took a few steps in the moonlight. He clearly didn't say anything, and didn't show any emotion. His aura seemed completely different from the last time we met in a month. the same.
"Please come in and sit down, Xie Qingcheng."
"… "
He turned his face slightly, lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes were covered with a silvery moonlight.
"I only have you here."
Because He Yu was too abnormal, Xie Qingcheng did not drive him away, but let him enter the house and closed the door.
"Did something happen to you?"
"… "
Seeing that He Yu never answered and his lips turned pale, Xie Qingcheng decided not to ask for now, but went to the tea station and poured him a pot of hot tea. But just as he was preparing the tea set, He Yu got up and came behind him, suddenly lifted up, and hugged his waist.
Xie Qingcheng: "…"
"Move." He Yu said hoarsely, "...let me hug me for a while. Okay? I feel very sad, and now besides you, I don't know who else can give me some peace. "
"He Yu... what's wrong with you?"
He Yu hugged him tightly and stopped Xie Qingcheng from trying to turn around: "Don't look back."
"I'm so embarrassed now that I don't look good. I'm afraid you will not like me even more if you see it."
Xie Qingcheng felt that the clothes on his shoulders were soaked with warm tears, He Yu would not let him see, He Yu was crying.
He was hugged for a while, although He Yu didn't say anything, but Xie Qingcheng had a hunch in his heart, there seemed to be a thick fog on his face, and in the depths of the fog there was an invisible head The monster "revealed" a vaguely huge figure.
He Yu hardly shed tears in front of people, and often cried unscrupulously in front of him, but it seemed to be different every time.
He Yu is very fragile, he seems to be trapped in a contradictory emotion that makes him very fragile.
The room was quiet, and the heartbeat could be heard.
Bang pass.
Bang pass.
"do you know… "
The giant beast is getting closer and closer in the thick fog—
"He's dead." Finally, He Yu said softly.
bang—
One second, two seconds... The heart seems to stand still, or is it a slight tinnitus that makes it impossible to hear the subtle sounds in the chest
He Yu didn't say who it was, just said it was him.
But Xie Qingcheng knew who "he" was almost instantly.
The monster roared and jumped out of the thick fog, with a green face and fangs, a face like a bull's head and a horse, and a black and impermanent flag behind it.
"He's dead." He Yu murmured once, not knowing who he was repeating to, "He's dead..."
After a long time, Xie Qingcheng slowly put the half-filled tea back on the tea table. He and He Jiwei had some friendship, but his reaction was actually more intense than when he heard the news of the death of an ordinary friend. He knew that it was because of He Yu—He Jiwei was He Yu's father after all.
Xie Qingcheng let He Yu hug him tighter.
He asked for a long time, restraining the trembling in his voice: "... When did it happen?"
"...Actually, it's been almost a month. Because of the risk of the branch's listing in the United States, I haven't said anything to the public, and no news has leaked out. I also... I haven't told anyone else... My mother and I have been there all the time... Now finally It's all ready, and everyone will know tomorrow."
"How... how suddenly? What happened?!"
He Yu hugged him and said in a low voice, "... My dad has been in a bad state for a long time, and I can feel it... He seems to have been very worried for a long time, his mood is low, and his health is not good... But I didn't Thought... he would... "
Xie Qing was completely bloodless: "Could he be—"
"It's 'suicide'... He's 'suicide'." He Yuqing was distorted and his voice was hoarse, "Drinking paraquat... He Li found it and rescued it... But the people who were temporarily rescued by paraquat were also Not long to live... His lungs were rapidly fibrotic and each breath was getting harder and harder... He held on for a few days and then..."
He Yu didn't say any more.
Although Lu Zhishu and He Jiwei did not treat him so well, they were his father and mother after all. Especially He Jiwei, his attitude towards He Yu is really not He Li, and he can even be said to be a very bad father. He has hardly given He Yutai any love, but as long as He Jiwei is still alive, He Yu has at least one person who can be called father's man.
Now the individual is suddenly gone.
And it took his own life in such a cruel way.
No matter how hard Xie Qingcheng is, he can't drive away the like He Yuli himself. He tried hard to smooth the lines on his heart and calmed himself down, he said in a trembling voice, "He Yu..."
"I'm fine..." He Yu murmured, Qing's lips kept shaking, "I'm fine..."
"It's fine... I'm fine..."
Xie Qingcheng hugged him.
"I am okay… "
He Yu closed his eyes, as if trying to hypnotize himself.
Xie Qingcheng didn't know what to say. Although he was still able to maintain his composure, his eardrums were buzzing. He reluctantly shook off the vague buzzing sound and said, "Go to the desk and sit first. , okay? I'll give you a hot glass of water."
The hot ginger tea was served, and a lot of rock sugar was added. He walked to the table and handed the tea to He Yu.
It was such a scorching hot weather, He Yu seemed to be afraid of the cold, his teeth chattered slightly, and even his fingertips were cold.
He drank the hot ginger tea little by little, Xie Qingcheng looked at his beautiful face and felt that his mind was very important - perhaps it was because he had been bearing the news of his father's sudden "suicide" death for a while, until I finally got to talk to people today.
"My dad never cared about me." He Yu held the teacup, sat on the chair and lowered his head, his face was reflected in the amber ginger tea, he said to himself, " He's always busy, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, it's not easy for me to see him for five days."
"Actually, he's dead, so I shouldn't feel anything at all. He is a person who can only be seen in the phone book."
The calm water of ginger tea suddenly "swayed" with a circle of ripples.
He Yu's forehead drooped, Xie Qingcheng couldn't see his feelings at the moment, he could only hear his voice that was as dumb as sandpaper: "But yesterday I played the phone, and I went to his news to find the ones he sent to me. , a file I haven't finished yet. I clicked on a voice message that he sent long ago, but I haven't read it... That was the last voice message he sent me, asking about the old wound on my arm, what Not any better."
"I actually thought it was quite strange that day. I don't know why he suddenly asked me such a question without a brain. Later I found out that it was a message he sent me one day after he committed suicide."
"He never loved me much in his life, Xie Qingcheng." He Yu's fingers holding the teacup turned jade, "Maybe except for the dying."
Xie Qingcheng: "…"
From his point of view as a personal doctor, the relationship between He Jiwei and He Yu is indeed very delicate.
He Jiwei is very indifferent to He Yu, and his attitude is not close. I heard that he loved his wife very much when he was young, but the wife did not love the eldest son. It seems that the mother is angry with the son for some reason, and the husband follows it. Suffering wife, try not to touch his wife's scars.
Later, the relationship between the husband and wife gradually faded, and He Yu also grew up. The father and son were used to a kind of indifferent way of getting along, and no one wanted to change it.
But it would be unfair to say that He Jiwei didn't care about the eldest son at all. First of all, Xie Qingcheng was a personal doctor who came to He's house after several requests from He Jiwei. Furthermore, Xie Qingcheng had been treating He Yu for several years. Although He Jiwei had not given He Yu any company, he would not forget to ask him thank you. Qing presented the condition of his eldest son.
Although this kind of love is not enough, it can even be regarded as pitiful, but after all, there is still a trace of tenderness between the father and the son.
He Yu drank the cup of ginger tea, and the tea cup was empty. He put down the cup and whispered, "You know what... He left me all the assets that he could handle on his own."
He Yu was very numb, as if He Jiwei's actions made him even more clueless: "Quan."
"… "
"He Li thought it was fake, so he asked people from Yanzhou to do the appraisal... After his father left for a few days, he made trouble for a few days. He didn't believe it was his final decision." He Yu said.
"But the result of the appraisal is that the will is. It was notarized."
He Yu lowered his head and smiled, but there was no smile in that smile, it seemed ironic and ridiculous.
"He Li said that he would not attend his funeral... He said that He Jiwei must have lost his stamina in the end, so he would make such a decision. He didn't get a penny... He couldn't get a penny originally. The person is me." He Yu said, "I was prepared for that. I hardly used my parents' money when I was an adult. I earned it all by myself. I don't care if he gave me anything. He Carp is different."
Xie Qingcheng: "... Maybe he thinks that by entrusting the family business to you, you can do better than He Li."
After a pause, he asked, "What did President Lu say?"
"... She didn't expect a result either." He Yu didn't know why, but the light and shadow in his eyes seemed to change slightly.
"Although her relationship with my dad has faded in recent years, she still likes him very much. After knowing that it was my dad's arrangement, she didn't say anything... She has been sick for several days, and after my dad died, she also I don’t think about tea and rice, but I took a little bit of relief yesterday. She seems to be very old all of a sudden, and all those resolute looks have gone with my dad. "
"… "
"When I went out this morning, she stopped me. I don't know what she was going to tell me. I stood at the entrance and looked at her." He Yudao, "She just stared at me so blankly, and then suddenly Just say sorry to me."
When narrating some things, He Yu seemed numb.
His heart was still covered with a thick cocoon, and no one could see the real face of the organs.
For a while, they were still devastated by the incident at Xie Xue's wedding banquet, and when the death came, what seemed to be a very serious matter suddenly became so irrelevant.
Blurred like it happened in a previous life.
He Yu raised his head and looked at Xie Qingcheng who was standing in front of him: "Brother, I will take my dad's seat later. I have heard that some chairs can eat people. It’s going to change, it’s involuntary.”
"People say that He Jiwei didn't sit in such a high position. He was very good to my mother, and he followed everything. Later, they slowly walked away, each took care of their own careers, and they couldn't even talk about it very often. Let's go together. I actually heard my dad ask a question, he asked her, do you remember what we were like?"
He Yu lowered his eyelashes: "She didn't answer him for a long time."
The weather changed in summer. When He Yu arrived, the sky was gloomy. Suddenly, there was lightning outside. The dazzling light easily split the dome into two. After a few seconds, thunder and drums rumbled, thundering and thunderstorms pouring down. Come, in a blink of an eye, the color of the world has turned into a daze.
Xie Qingcheng said, "...I'll go and pour you another cup of tea."
He Yu snapped his wrist.
The young man sitting in the chair pulled Xie Qingcheng back, and he hugged him once, like a child who didn't want to be separated from Chichen's childhood, hugging his shabby teddy bear.
He buried his face in Xie Qingcheng's waist and abdomen, holding his rag doll in the dark wind and rain by the desk window.
A young man who is so crazy, paranoid, and powerful, seems so helpless and sad in a moment.
Xie Qingcheng choked up when he heard his voice: "Brother Xie... There are some things I have to do, and some things he left behind that I need to complete, and there is no one else to take over except me... You know what I am. Do you mean...?"
"… I understand."
How could he not know? This feeling he was deeper than anyone else.
He lifted up and wanted to "touch" He Yu's hair, but before his fingertips touched the top of He Yu's hair, he heard his hoarse voice: "... I'm sorry, brother, I have been for a month... I have been a month. In loneliness enduring, enduring... I'm about to be tortured insane by reality... I can't stand it... You can let me "sex" one more time... You can spoil me for another day... Because after today... I may just …”
"I may never be He Yu again."
Some locations are indeed cannibalized.
He Yu walked into the golden room, and saw the luxurious and infinite throne, a high seat made of gold, inlaid with emerald agate, gemstones, and sitting on the throne with a dead bone, the crown of the dead bone deepened, the brocade clothes were on the ground, and the skeleton was still held. with a heavy scepter. Sitting above is the man he calls his father.
For two years, before the skeleton was sitting in a position, it was once flesh and blood.
"Would you give me a hug... Xie Qingcheng..." He Yu pulled him down, and looked at him with stray eyes, either sad or reluctant. And the depths of sadness and reluctance are another, more unknown emotion, which is hidden in the bottom of the deep pupil and is not shown to anyone.
"He Yu..."
"I can't take it anymore... you hug me..."
The skeletons scattered into blue smoke, and new life came to a seat, and began to sacrifice for it.
And then, he carried the love he couldn't get to the chair, let him sit in his arms, he hooked the back of his neck, as if absorbing the heat of the last living people.
He rubbed the tip of his nose lightly, and tentatively touched Xie Qingcheng's chin, cheeks, bridge of nose, brow arch, forehead... and finally moved it down - he stared at Xie Qingcheng's eyes, at such a close distance, Silently exchanged emotions with it.
Then he raised his head, his cold lips trembled, and he kissed Xie Qingcheng's lips.
Xie Qingcheng wanted to comfort him, and also wanted to find some real feelings in the nightmarish news. He felt He Yu's light kisses, and those kisses were like He Yu's help to him.
"I'm so 'chaotic' in my heart... Xie Qingcheng..." He murmured on his lips between the kisses, "I'm so uncomfortable... You know... I'm so uncomfortable..."
He Yu's emotions were transmitted to Xie Qingcheng's chest.
It was not only the pain of losing his father, but also seemed to hide another too heavy secret.
He Yu gently brushed Xie Qingcheng's ear temples, his forehead touching his forehead: "Just one night? Then drive me away... accompany me..."
Xie Qingcheng looked at He Yu's eyes at close range. In fact, because it was too close, he couldn't see anything clearly, but he could hear He Yu's heartbeat, and in the darkness, he could also feel He Yu's slightly trembling fingertips. .
"Xie Qingcheng, I beg you..."
"..." Xie Qingcheng finally didn't let He Yu finish the broken pleading, he lifted up, grabbed the back of He Yu's neck, put it on, and hugged him tightly.
They are like "medicines" to soothe each other.
In fact, not only He Yu needs Xie Qingcheng, but Xie Qingcheng, who is in deep distress and "confusion", also needs him.
Guo He Yu is about to become the head of the He Group, and after that, the young He Yu will slowly disappear and eventually cease to exist, then...
"Okay… "
An answer that was almost a sigh, hoarse and fiery, almost inaudible.
But He Yu still heard it.
He Yu was stunned for a moment, and then a burst of enthusiasm flooded into his eyes. He murmured and kept calling Xie Qingcheng's name, as if to bury the love words of the rest of his life into Xie Qingcheng's heart overnight. Then he kissed Xie Qingcheng again, as if venting his emotions, without any hesitation.
"Xie Qingcheng... Xie Qingcheng..."
Breathing hard, he kissed him hot, like a moth at last hugging a flame.
Xie Qingcheng, Xie Qingcheng. I may never be He Yu again.
You'll let me hold the doll for the last day, okay
After that, you have to remember how hard I hugged you, just as I will remember all the warmth you gave me.
The torrential rain outside the window made the world blurry and desolate.
In a place that Xie Qingcheng couldn't see, in the deepest part of He Yu's eyes, there was a certain determination, a certain purpose, a certain secret - no one knew, no one could see it.
He hugged him, pressing the secret into his heart. Tonight, he didn't want to think about anything, he just wanted to feel Xie Qingcheng's sighing indulgence with all his heart... In order to cover up his heartbreak, he picked up his lover who might never be able to touch him in the future, and put it away. On the bed, leaned over and pressed down.
Xie Qingcheng was startled for a moment, he originally just wanted to hug He Yu overnight and give him some comfort. He didn't think about it elsewhere, but He Yu's actions made him understand that in fact, He Yu wanted more and more crazy.
For a month, he has been living in the He Family, which has blocked the news, living in darkness, purgatory, death and "confusion".
At this moment, everything has finally settled down. He Yu is like a person who has climbed back from hell. He wants to experience the feeling of being alive, to experience the fresh blood and flesh, and he wants Xie Qingcheng. Thoroughly.
Such emotions are contagious, and with such strong emotions, Xie Qing has no choice but to retreat.
He Yu kissed him, from shallow to deep, almost to the depths of his soul, as if what Xie Qingcheng asked for was not a kiss, but a kind of redemption that only Xie Qingcheng could give him.
He saw Xie Qingcheng's hesitation, and his grip grabbed Xie Qingcheng's finger, and He Yu said hoarsely, "Don't let me go back to hell... just one night..."
"Save me... Xie Qingcheng..."
His forehead pressed against Xie Qingcheng's, his fingers clasped tightly, and he whispered softly.
"You save me..."
Xie Qingcheng's originally slightly tense body, in his complicated, painful, chaotic, crazy eyes, slowly, tried his best to relax again.
Even though he had already endured too much, even though he was in a "chaotic" mood because of He Jiwei's death and didn't want to do it, even though he knew that all the clues were interrupted and he had to start all over again, He Yu was too embarrassed. , too miserable. What Minggayu wanted was something that would make him temporarily forget about reality.
Only what he can give.
"You save me..." He Yu whispered softly in his ear, deeper than desire, was his despair at the moment.
Xie Qingcheng finally stopped moving, he looked at him, and after a few seconds, the fingers clasped with him moved slightly, as if acquiescing, so He Yu kissed him crazy again.
Maybe... He Yu is a lunatic.
When the kiss is the most affectionate, the cover falls off, and the air in the room continues to heat up.
Xie Qingcheng seemed to finally be able to feel the temperature... Only the temperature can dispel the distress and pain in the hearts of the two.
The chill of death and separation temporarily subsided, and for a moment it seemed that there was only one small house left in the world, and only each other was left in their eyes.
He Yu looked at Xie Qingcheng lying under him, his eyes were a little dazed, he murmured softly: "Brother... I'm sorry... Maybe this time, it's... the last time... "
The words are completely unconscious, He Yu's current state of fines is actually very chaotic.
Because it was just the voice in his heart, he didn't notice that Xie Qingcheng had heard it.
Between Xie Qingcheng and He Yu, there were many "last times", but every time, the words were said by Xie Qingcheng, but He Yu said it again.
Xie Qingcheng didn't understand business very well, nor did he understand the business field of aristocratic families. He didn't know why He Yu was so worried about the future, but what He Yu said, he also knew that He Yu was planning to let it go.
Also, a boss of a leading "pharmaceutical" company can never be entangled with a man for the rest of his life.
Indeed... the last time.
Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes, and when He Yu approached him once, he raised a ring around the back of his neck.
Well, no more thinking... Really no more thinking.
He and he don't have to think about it tonight.
The flood and beasts that came after reality blocked the door of the hut. They knew that after pushing the door out, they would face blood dripping. It was only for one night. Before they went out, they could still embrace each other.
Maybe Xie Qingcheng's "last time" will never be the last, because Xie Qingcheng will always be soft-hearted towards He Yu.
And He Yu's "last time" was the last time, because even He Yu had chosen to give up.
The initiative between the two of them seems to be in Xie Qing's submission, but in fact it is broken and continuous, and the person who finally makes the decision is that young man.
If the young man stopped, the relationship between them would be over.
"Xie Qingcheng..." He kissed him, breathing hot...