He Yu's appearance shocked everyone.
Needless to say, what is more exciting news than the resurrection of the hero who was alone in danger
People who know He Yu even feel that they are dreaming, especially those dream breakers who know Devil's true face - they have always been fighting with Duan Wen, and recently this Devil has brought them great losses and troubles Although they don't have any evidence to prove that Devil is Duan Wen's accomplice, but this person is working for Duan Wen, and has completely replaced the previous positions of Lu Zhishu and Huang Zhilong, there is no doubt.
But now the facts tell them that Devil is He Yu who sacrificed his life to help the police solve the case
How could he have become a complete snob? !
Of course, because there is no direct evidence to support He Yu doing things for Duan Wen, as a hero who "sacrificed" back then, He Yu, who came back from the dead, naturally received a lot of support from the people, as well as extraordinary preferential treatment.
According to him, he was not blown to ashes, but fell into the sea under the blast of air currents, and was finally found and rescued by an Australian ship. The police found his severed limbs and flesh that had been cut by sharp explosives when he was shipwrecked, and identified them as the only remnants left after his bones were destroyed. But it wasn't a fatal injury, he ended up with steel bones in his feet, underwent a very advanced surgery, and survived without any health effects.
For the past two or three years, He Yu has been living in Australia. Because he wanted to rest in peace and avoid trouble, he never made a public appearance. He didn't return to China until he regained his energy and recovered his spirit.
However, his rhetoric is enough to coax people who don't know why, but it is completely untenable in front of the police.
Zheng Jingfeng immediately called Xie Qingcheng and told him to pay attention—
"I don't know what happened, but He Yu has changed now." Zheng Jingfeng said to Xie Qingcheng on the phone, "I think he will definitely find you when he comes back. Words do no good."
Not only Zheng Jingfeng, but also higher-level personnel of the Broken Dream Organization specifically told Xie Qingcheng, emphasizing that if He Yu came to him, he must not tell him anything about the Broken Dream Organization.
They think too much.
After He Yu appeared, he never called Xie Qingcheng or sent a message, let alone came to look for him. Others don't know why, only Xie Qingcheng knows very well that in the naval battle that year, his choice has broken He Yu's heart.
He hurts people's hearts, so no matter what others say, no matter what the result is, Xie Qingcheng still wants to see He Yu.
That night, Xie Qingcheng locked himself at home and stared at his mobile phone alone. On the mobile phone was the chat box between him and He Yu. As long as he pressed the send button, he could get in touch with He Yu.
He has always been a very courageous and confident person, but at this moment, he actually felt that something close to "emotional cowardice" was born in his sick body.
In the past few years, Xie Qingcheng has not changed his mobile phone, and the previous dialogue records between him and He Yu are still there.
Apart from the most distressing part of the naval battle dialogue, and then scrolling forward, what was frozen on the screen was the boy who had been infatuated with him in the past and had no hiding.
Xie Qingcheng couldn't associate him with the indifferent and elegant "President He" on TV, let alone "Devil" who was suspected of colluding with Duan Wen.
Xie Qingcheng thought for a while, thinking about how to talk to He Yu, but his thinking was too old-fashioned, and of course the messages he sent couldn't make any sense. After countless messages, I deleted it, and even wrote the manuscript on the desk with pen and paper.
But in the end, he found that with his current status, the only opening remarks he could have was just: "Hello. Are you alright."
His fingers hung on the send button, hesitating, and finally hesitantly, one second, two seconds—press it.
With a bang, the message was sent successfully.
Xie Qingcheng leaned back, sat on the chair exhausted, and sighed.
He didn't expect that just sending such a message, he was already sweating heavily.
After sending the text message, Xie Qingcheng started a long wait.
He waited for a day and a night. As soon as there was movement on the phone, he would check it. When he saw that it was not He Yu, he became depressed again.
He just stood there, waiting.
From hope to disappointment.
In the end, there is only endless sadness left.
All night, Xie Qingcheng was lying on the bed, clutching his sweaty old mobile phone, and staring at the ceiling blankly. Maybe it was like this when He Yu was waiting for his reply. He Yu kept sending him messages when he was in pain: "Doctor Xie, I'm sick... I'm sick."
At that time, Xie Qingcheng ignored him.
Now all this despair has returned to Xie Qingcheng's heart.
Later, when it was dawn, a faint light emerged from the clouds, and the light became more and more brilliant, illuminating the long dark night.
The sun rises and the moon sets, and slowly, the sky darkens again.
When the sun was engulfed by darkness again and the world returned to chaos, Xie Qingcheng finally knew that He Yu would never reply to his news again.
He lay numbly on the bed and finally sent him a message.
Xie Qingcheng said, "He Yu. I'm sorry."
Information sent successfully.
This time he didn't report any more hope. After he posted it, he put down the sweaty mobile phone that he had been holding for a day and a night...
He knew that He Yu would never return to him again.
In this way, he could not see He Yu, nor did he get a response from He Yu. Tried calling later, but no one answered.
But Xie Qingcheng still cared about him very much. Every day he came home, he would turn on the TV on time and wanted to see some news related to He Yu. Now He Yu is an eye-catching weapon in business news, and he will appear on TV every so often.
Xie Qingcheng thought that it would be good if he could still see him on the screen.
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As long as he's alive and smiling, whether that smile belongs to him or not, that's fine.
Even if it looks painful, it's fine.
On this day, Xie Qingcheng came back from the laboratory late, and it was almost nine o'clock when he returned to Moyu Lane.
He didn't live in Wei's house for too long. After all, it was Xie Xue's husband's house. Even if Wei's house had many large rooms, he didn't care about it at all, but Xie Qingcheng was not used to it.
There was a little snow outside, and the winter in the south was wet and cold. Xie Qingcheng coughed lightly and returned to the house, turned on the air conditioner, turned on the TV, and took off his jacket and walked to the tea table to take medicine.
He was a little stunned when he took the medicine box. He has a good living habit, and he is used to keeping things in good order, just like a neat operating table. He remembered that before he went out in the morning, he put the medicine boxes neatly at the corner of the table, but now these boxes are messy and randomly placed in the center of the tea table.
Maybe Aunt Li has been here and she has the key to his house.
Xie Qingcheng didn't care too much, took the medicine, turned on the TV, and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower.
By the time I got out, the evening news had already started.
Today, He Yu accepted an exclusive interview with the local station in Shanghai, and talked about the business he is currently doing.
Xie Qingcheng just sat in front of the screen and watched.
The show lasted for an hour and a half, and he watched him with half-blind eyes for an hour and a half. Look at the once brilliant boy, calmly dealing with all kinds of tricky problems.
At the end of the show, the host was unwilling to talk about business, and tried his best to reveal some private information.
Host: "Mr. He, have you felt lonely in Australia in recent years, and have you missed anyone?"
"I'm used to loneliness. As for missing..." He Yu smiled softly, with a sweet feeling, "If I had known such a touching woman as you before the naval battle, I should have someone to miss. Bar."
His answer was natural and likable.
Xie Qingcheng watched quietly in front of the TV, so quiet that there was almost no liveliness. He looked at He Yu and smiled, and he wanted to try to smile along.
But the lips can't be affected, and the heart is like being cut by a knife.
I don't know if it was too hard, but after watching the show that night and falling asleep, Xie Qingcheng had a fever.
He was lying on the bed, his whole body was burning hot, and he seemed to hear He Yu softly saying to him: "Brother, if you are afraid of the cold, I can hold you to sleep, I will warm the bed for you, free of charge. Yes, don't drive me away, okay?"
The quilt was hot from his body temperature, and he had the illusion that He Yu really went to bed and hugged him.
Xie Qingcheng said softly, "I won't drive you away... He Yu... I won't drive you away..."
But are you still willing to come back
Are you still willing to come back to me...
No one responded.
All night, Xie Qingcheng didn't know if there were tears in his eyelashes.
When I woke up the next day, there was no one around, but the little fire dragon was still standing naively on the desk.
Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes, gently stroked the warm bedding with his fingers, smoothed the aftertaste of the dream, and completely returned to reality.
He has to be calm, and even the qualification to be sad can only be possessed in a dream.
Xie Qingcheng picked up his emotions and got up, seeing a message on his phone.
He opened it, and it was sent by an innocuous person.
Find out if He Yu has come to him.
This person is not even familiar with Xie Qingcheng, not even caring, just to satisfy his own desire to spy on their private affairs under the guise of greetings.
It seems that those who knew them thought that He Yu would come to look for him. From time to time, someone asked him about his situation. After learning that He Yu had never contacted him, they all looked surprised, and then sighed that He Yu was real. changed.
There is no need for these people to remind them over and over again.
Xie Qingcheng understood it better than anyone else.
Now it's hard for him to find He Yu, but it's easy for He Yu to find him. His number, email, WeChat... nothing has been changed.
Even he has lived back in Moyu Lane.
As long as He Yu wants to see him, he can come to this quiet old alley just like he did in the past with just a tap of the accelerator, but He Yu has never been there.
The fiery young man was dead.
The person who came back now managed to save a life, and naturally the farther away he was, the better.
The last time Xie Qingcheng would rather humiliate himself and go to He Yu was because of a news interview.
The news specifically talked about the foot injury He Yu suffered during the naval battle. He Yu smiled and said that it was nothing, it was repaired very well, and there was no problem at all. He was very healthy.
But when the host asked him if it really didn't hurt at all, He Yu was silent for a while and said with a smile, if I really want to say it, it's still a bit uncomfortable on a rainy day.
The host said: "Actually, do you still need more rest?"
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He Yu: "It's nothing, they've all recovered."
"Can you show us the wound? If you don't mind."
He Yu didn't care too much, and gave a shot along with it.
At first glance, there is no problem with his calf below the ankle, but when he pushes it closer, he can see that it is a permanent non-removable high bionic prosthesis, and where it is closely combined with real flesh, there are imperceptible stitches.
Xie Qingcheng knew that even if the operation was successful, this connection would be painful and needed to be supported, and He Yu had been attending chambers of commerce of all sizes recently, as if he could not stop for a moment.
So he still went to the entrance of the headquarters of the Xin He Group, and wanted to give He Yu some special wound medicine that he asked the old doctor to find. Traditional Chinese medicine can often give patients the greatest help in terms of long-term treatment and pathological comfort.
He didn't expect He Yu to forgive him and deal with him again.
But he hoped that He Yu would feel better and accept some of his care.
The ointment and traditional Chinese medicine were placed in a paper bag. Xie Qingcheng did not intend to disturb He Yu. He only said that there was also a note with his surname in the bag. He Yu should have known it when he sent it to him, but the security guard said that it must be notified. arrange.
Xie Qingcheng finally had to report his name.
The security guard went to the phone and hung up after a while. When he came back, his face was cold and even a little wary.
"Hello sir, Mr. He said that he is not familiar with you. He will not accept your things."
"… "
"Go back. We can't enter the building casually."
Xie Qingcheng paled, coughed lightly, and said nothing.
For this result, in fact, he is not unexpected.
But I don't know why, knowing that I will be rejected, I still do it.
Then he got a brutal and clear answer.
When he left, he heard the security guard talking to his colleagues behind him: "It's really inexplicable, which boss would drink such a thing of unknown origin..."
"Yeah, they said they knew each other... How could Mr. He know him? Don't be crazy about trying to climb high branches."
"Looks like he's still half blind, haven't you noticed? He's out of focus in one eye..."
Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes. When he left, he straightened his back. Although he knew that no one would care, because this was that person's territory, he thought that there might be a 1 in 10,000 chance of He Yuhui. Seeing him, he didn't want to appear too old and embarrassed in front of that person.
He cared about him very much, but in He Yu's heart, he was already someone who didn't need to see him alone.
Even his presence would annoy He Yu.
Although he really wanted to say sorry to He Yu in person, he wanted He Yu not to have any more friendship with Duan Wenshen anyway, but he knew that He Yu would not care about him anymore.
Xie Qingcheng knew that the only thing he could do for him now was to stop bothering him.
He Yu was in pain when he was with him, but now that He Yu has come out, whether he apologized or cared, He Yu refused to stay out of the room, and his coldness was beyond words.
With the warmth of his heart, he used his damaged body and the little life left to hit the wall again and again. Now he finally has a bruised face and a swollen face. The returning young man seems to be warning him silently, saying that you Come on, you should give me something that has nothing to do with the past—
new life.
Times have changed, things are different, let alone talking about old love, Xie Qingcheng seems to no longer have the qualifications to meet him now.
The accident happened at the end of the year.
A friend of the Wei family held a small party in the family's newly opened high luxury manor hotel. Because the family and the Wei family were very close, they invited the whole Wei family, including Xie Qingcheng. .
When Xie Qingcheng was in good health, he lacked interest in such activities. Now that his physique is so bad, he is even more lazy.
In the end, Xie Xue and Aunt Li persuaded him not to be bored at home all day, and to go out for a walk occasionally to relax, which is also very important.
Xie Qingcheng just went.
At least a thousand people came to the reception, and each of them received the top VIP card of the hotel. Everyone gathered together to relax, but the most important thing was to cheer for the family, and then expand some future possibilities at the banquet. Useful human resources. The banquet hall is the owner's own area of the hotel. The venue is spacious and the decoration is extremely luxurious. There are three floors up and down. The first floor is for large banquets, the second floor has various entertainment rooms and leisure halls, and the third floor is convenient for guests to talk luxury private room.
People are in groups of two or three, chatting and laughing warmly or politely, each with its own purpose.
Xie Qingcheng didn't like to talk to people, and he happened to take care of the children for Wei Dongheng and his wife.
Ya Ya is very good-looking, a rare angel baby, but it may also be because she really likes Xie Qingcheng's breath so much. The little hand wrapped around his neck and looked around quietly. When he was tired, he slept sweetly in his uncle's arms. Xie Qingcheng was not tired at all.
The music in the venue was too loud, Ya Ya's little feet moved uneasily on Xie Qingcheng's body, Xie Qingcheng's eyelashes drooped, aware of her discomfort, he asked softly, "Are you sleepy?"
"Well... I'm still hungry..." Ya Ya said softly and yawned, "Uncle, I want to drink milk before going to bed..."
"Mom came out in a hurry, so I didn't bring it." Xie Qingcheng is a pure-blooded man, but he is very patient with the child, "Is it okay for my uncle to take you upstairs to sleep for a while?"
"Well... that's fine." Ya Ya said, her eyelids were already fighting, and she almost fell asleep.
Xie Qingcheng then patted her twice and took her to the box on the third floor to rest.
As a result, the elder brother of the Xie family walked upstairs while gently hugging and coaxing the child. Just after turning a corner, five or six men who had just finished talking about business came across the aisle.
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Xie Qingcheng's footsteps stopped, and for a while, he felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart by an invisible sword, and he couldn't breathe for a moment.
—
He didn't expect He Yu to be there.
He Yu walked in the middle of the group of men, and the people behind and around him were obviously trying to please him, with a fresh smirk on his face.
"Yes, Mr. He must have been in Australia for the past two years..."
Suddenly, He Yu stopped, his eyes passed through the corridor covered with the heavy woven carpet, and fell directly on Xie Qingcheng at the entrance of the corridor. At that moment, his expression was stiff, and even time and space seemed to stand still.
They actually met here.
So unexpected, so straightforward.
So much so that neither of them had time to pretend that they didn't see or know each other.
For a moment, it seemed that no one existed around them, and the time had not been lost for so many years.
It was as if he was still Xie Qingcheng when he was 33 years old, and He Yu was only 20 years old, just a student studying.
They just looked at each other.
A guest next to him saw this and hurriedly said: "Oh, Mr. He, this is your old acquaintance..."
As if the ice surface shattered, this sound suddenly broke the dreamlike trance.
He Yu returned to his senses, his gaze on Xie Qingcheng narrowed slightly, and it became less easy for others to see his emotions, then he smiled and said to the guest: "... I almost don't recognize anyone. What a rudeness."
Then he walked slowly to Xie Qingcheng, a little closer than normal social interaction.
He stretched out his hand to Xie Qingcheng, showed his face suddenly, and said with a smile, "Long time no see, Mr. Xie."
An opening greeting, without mentioning the previous news and the rejected visit.
A thank you, established the relationship between the two after their reunion.
Xie Qingcheng didn't immediately extend his hand to him. He was holding Yaya, which was very inconvenient, so he raised his eyes and looked at him first with those peach blossom eyes that seemed to be calm, but had actually suppressed too many emotions - one eye was full of energy. , but one eye can no longer gather light.
He Yu took the initiative to stretch out his hand in front of him, politely.
But, that's it.
Xie Qingcheng tried his best to regain his senses, adjusted his posture slightly, and barely freed up a hand, but as soon as he touched He Yu's fingertips, the sleepy child in his arms woke up and kicked his calf. He moved his soft body.
"Um... snatch..." The child just woke up and couldn't say anything coherent. He only rubbed his eyes with his small fists and stammered, "I want mother... drink milknai..."
Xie Qingcheng was worried that she would move around and fall off, so he withdrew his hand halfway and became a support to hold her.
He hugged the child again, and then said to He Yu, "... I'm sorry."
He Yu paused for a moment and smiled slightly. He couldn't see the cloudy sky between his brows and eyes, but he withdrew his hand cooperatively. His eyes wandered back and forth between Xie Qingcheng and Ya Ya, and after a few seconds, he said lightly: " Is this your child?"
Xie Qingcheng: "Niece."
"Oh." He Yu paused, then smiled again.
In fact, with their current relationship, Xie Qingcheng didn't need to explain too much to He Yu, but for some reason, he still told He Yu so directly.
He Yu said warmly: "I'm so sorry, I thought you were remarried, so..."
He Yu said and smiled again, and did not speak any further.
The two of them talked, and the others didn't get too close, so He Yu's words and words only fell into Xie Qingcheng's heart.
Xie Qingcheng hugged Ya Ya, the child was very warm, as if he could remove the ice from his heart at the moment, he looked at He Yu with those unfocused eyes, and faced him as calmly as possible.
After a long time, He Yu still asked what he said halfway as if he didn't care so much.
"Is Mr. Xie not married yet?"
Xie Qingcheng: "...No."
This question is too personal and should not be asked in an ordinary relationship. But He Yu still asked.
Faintly, Xie Qingcheng seemed to have an expectation in his heart that he didn't want to admit, which made his heart gradually warm.
However, what He Yu said next seemed to give him a cold slap on the face.
He Yu smiled and said: "That's a pity, you have to hurry up, your age condition is here after all, if it's later, you won't be able to find a good wife."
Xie Qingcheng looked at him, and He Yu still gave him a gentle look, but the heat in Xie Qingcheng's heart went cold.
In fact, it is not just cold, it is almost a chill that penetrates into the bones.
After being quiet for a long time, Xie Qing said, "Whether a person gets married or not has nothing to do with age."
"I know, it's just that you don't look very healthy. It's more appropriate to take care of yourself when you're old... But it all depends on your personal wishes, Mr. Xie, so you can talk more about it."
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Xie Qingchen looked at him silently.
After a while, He Yu suddenly stared at his face and asked, "Right..."
"Um?"
"I happened to hear people talk about it before, and I'm not sure, Mr. Xie, is your eye..."
"I can't see it."
"… for what?"
Xie Qingcheng was in front of the crowd, quiet for a moment, and finally said, "I forgot."
The conversation came to a stalemate here again.
A guest behind him tentatively asked, "Mr. He, do you want to chat with Mr. Xie for a while? Then why don't we go down first?"
"...No need." He Yu immediately smiled slightly, and said gently and calmly, "We have nothing to talk about, I'll go with you."
After speaking, he nodded to Xie Qingcheng.
"Mr. Xie, it's nice to see you again."
he left.
Xie Qingcheng stood there for a while - he never imagined that his reunion with He Yu would be like this.
He Yu didn't have any direct complaints, and didn't mention the old events of the year, as if everything in the past had been blown away with the smoke on the sea. but-
"Uncle..." The warm little thing in his arms moved, looked up at his face, and cared about him sincerely, "Uncle... why are you sad... don't be sad, okay?"
"...Uncle is not sad." Xie Qing said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the house to rest for a while."
Ya Ya raised her hand and met his beautiful eyes that could no longer see anything.
There was nothing wet there, and no more bleeding.
But Ya Ya touched it lightly, across his trembling eyelids, and said, "Uncle, be good... don't cry anymore."
The private rooms were very comfortable. Xie Qingcheng found a room with the best view outside the window and sat down in the room. He never spoke during the process.
He finally saw He Yu, but he didn't expect such a situation - He Yu's tone was gentle, but he stabbed him in the heart one by one.
Ya Ya was very sensible, her uncle didn't speak, and she didn't make a fuss. Instead, she clumsily touched his forehead with her small hand, as if trying to appease him. After about ten minutes, she fell asleep again. Xie Qingcheng also felt very tired, it was a sudden feeling of exhaustion.
He sat on the reclining chair, hugged Ya Ya and rested for a while.
Maybe it was because his heart was hurting too much, and every time he beat, he felt extremely tired. After a break, he turned into a deep sleep. In his deep sleep, he had a vague dream that He Yu had returned upstairs and found this box.
He Yu looked at his reclining chair for a long time, lowered his head, gently picked up Ya Ya, who was in his arms, and placed it on the big bed beside him. Then he returned to his side, staring down at him, one hand touching his chest, where his shirt was messed up by the child, right next to his heart.
"I can't help but hate you for being so heartless at the time. Xie Qingcheng... I can't help but hate you."
But what followed was a trembling kiss between the eyebrows.
long stop...
long time.
It was a good dream, even if he said hate, he was still willing to come back, and he even lowered his head and kissed him.
Xie Qingcheng felt jerky and bitter in his throat, so much so that he couldn't utter a sound when he tried to call He Yu's name. The only thing that came out was a vague broken sound, very low, and fell in the silent lounge...
When I woke up, it was already one o'clock in the morning on my phone.
His phone was muted, and there were five caller IDs, all of which were from Xie Xue and Wei Dongheng. Finally, there was a message saying that they could not contact Xie Qingcheng, but they had to go back to the main house first and let Xie Qingcheng call. See the message and call back.
Xie Qingcheng moved his arm, probably because the sleeping position was suitable, but it wasn't very sour. Of course Ya Ya was still lying in his arms, the dream just now was just a dream after all.
"Uncle, are we going home?"
"Um."
"That's good... I'm too sleepy... Go home and wash Xiangxiang..." Ya Ya yawned, snuggling into Xie Qingcheng's arms, the two went downstairs, and there were scattered guests on the first floor who were toasting, and he found the owner , said goodbye to the owner, and then contacted Xie Xue, saying that he was going to go back, and then came outside the hotel parking lot.
The host has prepared a pick-up and drop-off car, but at this time it is the peak of individual passengers, and the car is a little nervous, so you need to wait for a while.
Xie Qingcheng asked, "Are you tired?"
Ya Ya shook her head sensible, but gave a big yawn.
The location here is remote, and the time is too late. It is not so easy to call a car. Xie Qing was thinking about it, and a brand new Cullinan slowly stopped in front of them.
The car was newly bought, the windows were down, and unexpectedly, He Yu's chiseled face was revealed.
"What a coincidence." He Yu said, "I met again."
"… "
"It will take more than fifteen minutes for the connection here." Seeing that Xie Qingcheng was standing still, the young man continued indifferently, he raised his eyelashes, and there was no obvious emotion in his eyebrows, "Mr. Xie, if you don't mind, come up. Well, I'll give you a ride."
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