"I like you… "
"… "
"I really like you..."
"… "
The young man lowered his head, his lips murmured half an inch above Xie Qingcheng's lips, the broken hair on his forehead fell, and his eyes were confused and fiery.
He held Xie Qingcheng's hand tightly, and Xie Qingcheng was stunned by the sudden confession.
If he was just angry and surprised just now, at this moment he was as shocked as if struck by lightning.
He even forgot to resist...
Who likes whom
He Yu likes him
How can this be…
They are both male, and He Yu has never shown homosexual tendencies, and he is thirteen years older than him...
He was lying on He Yu's bed in the hotel, with messy bathrobes and sweat all over his body. Slowly and stiffly, he turned to look at the boy who was lying on top of him in the dark, but he didn't know that the boy was looking at him, his eyes passed through him, and he looked at him. The girl who is similar to him.
"I really like you… "
"… "
"You're obedient, don't be with him..."
"… "
As soon as these words came out, Xie Qingcheng slowly came back to his senses in shock, and finally gritted his teeth: "...you fucking!"
He Yu is drinking too much, he has mistaken the wrong person!
He looked away from He Yu's face, only to feel that all the puzzled things were connected in an instant - He Yu's scene, his sudden illness, he said on Neverland that he wanted to be with a girl Confessions, drunken remarks upside down... Everything is a blessing in disguise.
He got it all.
He Yu's confession to that unfortunate girl was rejected...
Xie Qingcheng couldn't help but raised his head and helped his forehead. Because of the fierce fighting between the men before, his forehead was covered in sweat. While he irritably grabbed his sweaty forehead, his chest rose and fell violently.
The neck that was strangled by He Yu was still aching, but it didn't hurt his head. He felt that today was all a mess, but he couldn't help but feel grateful for the girl he had never met—
Fortunately, this crime was not committed by other girls.
And He Yu.
Mental Ebola patients originally need to be calm, restrained, and reduce emotional fluctuations. The more rational the better, love is too hard to touch. But Xie Qingcheng felt that He Yu now seemed to have "Xie Qingcheng ptsd", and he was willing to listen to anyone's words, but he didn't want to listen to him and did not follow the doctor's orders.
It turned out to be the current situation.
Fortunately, it was only in this situation that it could end.
Xie Qingcheng was pressed under the body by the tall and hot young man. After clearing up the situation, he put his hand on He Yu's heart with a gloomy face: "Fuck you... Get me off of me."
"stand up!!"
He Yu's eyes have been very slack since just now.
The medicine he took began to take effect, and the sleeping effect gradually increased. He still stared at Xie Qingcheng, but the strength in his hands gradually weakened. People are no longer so crazy, and breathing gradually becomes more stable.
There was even a flash of clarity in his eyes for a moment, but his consciousness only gathered for a moment, and soon dispersed again...
Xie Qingcheng took this opportunity to forcefully break him free, grabbed the bathrobe and got up from the bed, his wrists throbbing.
He Yu finally calmed down, or the drug finally numbed his violent factor, so He Yu didn't do anything after being pushed away by him.
He opened his eyes empty, and after a long while, said softly, "...you know...I can't find the bridge..."
"what?"
"Can't find... I can't get out..."
"I... I can't get out..."
These whispered words were not with Xie Qingcheng, nor with anyone. When he said these words, his expression was very empty. He seemed to have no idea where he was. He seemed to be facing A murmur of darkness.
He Yu slowly closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.
Xie Qingcheng didn't realize what he was talking about. He was tortured madly tonight. He endured anger and discomfort, his face was tense, he threw the person on the bed, threw the quilt to him, then turned around and went away Brush your teeth in the bathroom.
Xie Qingcheng is a little cold and does not like to have unnecessary physical contact with people, let alone being kissed by the same sex.
He was so disgusted that the tap water gushed out from the faucet. After washing for a long time, he took a handful of water and poured it on his face, propped up the counter, and finally calmed down. He raised his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror. A face dripping with water.
The young man's relationship is a bad account, and if he flips through it casually, chicken feathers will fly.
What the hell. Live to hell.
Seeing this post on behalf of He Jiwei's children, He Jiwei should give him money. He should go to He Jiwei when he turns around.
Xie Qingcheng calmed his face for a while, raised his hand and pressed his aching temple, then screwed on the faucet, and went out to sit on the sofa chair beside the bed in a daze.
When he went out, He Yu had already taken the medicine and fell asleep. He was lying on the bed and hugging the quilt. brute.
Xie Qingcheng looked gloomy. He unscrewed the mineral water provided by the hotel and wanted to take a sip to extinguish the fire, but when his lips touched the mouth of the bottle, there was a sharp pain. He sighed coldly, raised his hand to touch, and found that his lip had been bitten by He Yu - in his thirty-two years of life, no one had ever dared to bite the corner of his lip. Xie Qingcheng's face turned black.
He put down the mineral water bottle heavily, and regardless of whether He Yuxi liked it or not, he lit a cigarette and started smoking in the room. After the little beast who was lying down and sleeping had enough secondhand smoke, he put out the butt of the cigarette.
… never mind.
forget it!
At last he thought, just fucking kiss. What else could it be
He's a man, and there's nothing to lose, except for being disgusting, there's nothing wrong with him. And at the end of the day, it was just a misunderstanding.
Xie Qingcheng is a very rational person, he will not waste too much emotion on a stupid misunderstanding.
Thinking about it rationally, what is more important now is He Yu's current situation.
This time, he had personally experienced He Yu's disease at this stage. He was very nervous, and it was only a half-morbid disease, and the situation was still under control.
What if you were completely sick? Is that worth it
He Yu's situation may not be as optimistic as it seems on the surface.
Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes. He had expected that if He Yu fell in love, his condition would definitely fluctuate to a certain extent.
He stopped He Yu from confessing on the island that day, not only for the girl, but also for He Yu, but He Yu didn't listen.
He Yu said to him, "It's been nineteen years, I haven't hurt anyone, I just like someone, but I can't have such power, can I?"
He looked into He Yu's eyes at that time, and suddenly he couldn't say anything.
He Yu, a child he saw from a young age, was very ill. In the dual abyss of psychology and physiology, he lingered in it for more than ten years and almost twenty years, but could not find an exit. Such patients are very hostile, and even become extremely violent and bloodthirsty when they have a mental illness.
However, He Yu chose internal friction.
He has been staying in his dragon's lair, roaring and wailing, or robbing the wall with his head, he never went out to hurt innocents, and only endured these tortures alone in the dark.
—
So, is that girl he doesn't know a beam of light that He Yu is looking for
Xie Qingcheng recalled the tears He Yu shed on him just now, remembered the boy choked and said he liked her very much, he couldn't help but turn his head and looked at the young man who had already fallen asleep on the bed again.
That's why he left the school, couldn't bear it, and triggered the deep sorrow in his heart
Xie Qingcheng raised his hand and subconsciously touched his lips that had been kissed by He Yu. In the mood of "this beast is really abhorrent", there was some feeling of "this beast is really pitiful".
But Xie Qingcheng was really stimulated too much, and he didn't think deeply. He only regarded the "thank" He Yu had just said as the name He Yu saw when he was half awake and half confused. I didn't think in Xie Xue's direction.
In Xie Qingcheng's concept, although He Yu and Xie Xue are of the same age, there is still a five-year gap. I never doubted that He Yu had any unreasonable thoughts about Xie Xue.
What's more, how old is He Yu? Nineteen, they are not the first two, and there are no weak crowns in ancient times, just a minor.
To be honest, in the view of the stereotyped Xie Qingcheng, a 19-year-old boy's love is considered a puppy love. Before the hair grows and the book is not finished, I think about love. The heart is still undecided, can we talk for a long time? In case of an accident, can he take the girl to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate and stamp it? By himself, can he support a family of three and take four elderly people out? Without parental support, can he make enough milk powder for his children so that his wife doesn't have to worry about making a living during pregnancy
trash, can't.
That's still a boy, not a man.
Of course, Xie Qingcheng would not equate this kind of person with his future brother-in-law.
At this time, the boy on the bed seemed to be unhappy for something, and frowned his delicate brows in the dream. Xie Qingcheng didn't want to look at him anymore, let alone the messy big bed.
He got up, pushed the door and walked out.
When He Yu woke up, it was already the next morning.
He opened his eyes in a daze, raised his hand and brushed his messy forehead, and covered his cool forehead.
The memories of people who have a hangover are like pieces of smashed porcelain. If they need to be repaired and spliced together, they will inevitably be scratched by the edges and corners of the broken porcelain.
He Yu endured the throbbing pain like a clockwork in his skull, and what happened last night was gradually restored to a general outline. He remembered the kiss of the person he recognized in the chaos, and his whole body froze, and he immediately realized —
He... seems to be... kissing Xie Qingcheng...
"… "
He Yu's first reaction was to hope that he was having a nightmare, but there was still blood where the lips were bitten, and licking was accompanied by a tingling pain that could not be more awake, indicating that what happened last night was true.
As a model of students who have been accommodating from childhood to adulthood, He Yu has the typical characteristics of a scholar: he has a high ability to accept various things and has a fast reaction speed. But this matter was beyond his threshold. He sat on the bed in a daze, his face pale.
At this time, there was a beeping sound of swiping the card at the door of the room, the door was suddenly opened, and He Yu watched helplessly as the person who was sexually harassed by him unintentionally walked in from the outside with a calm face.
Xie Qingcheng didn't sleep all night, and went back to his room for several hours. He was very calm now. Just before He Yu woke up, he just finished washing up, and when he came in, he saw that the neuropathy had woken up, with a mess of hair, and staring at him with almond eyes.
He looked a little innocent and dazed, and with that beautiful Xueba face with red lips and white teeth, it seemed like he was the victim.
beasts.
Xie Qingcheng directly picked up He Yu's T-shirt on the sofa and threw it on the beast scholar's face, covering the two irritating eyes.
In a cold voice: "Get up."
Beast Xueba pulled down his white T and said with some difficulty: "Xie Qingcheng, last night, we... me and you... am I... "
Xie Qingcheng said: "Yes."
He Yu's face was even more ugly.
Xie Qingcheng: "But don't talk about this kind of shit."
"… "
He Yu was startled again. He didn't expect this brother to have a ruthless and ruthless attitude when he opened his mouth. If he hadn't been sure that his memory was correct, he would almost have suspected that it wasn't his own fault last night. It was Xie Qingcheng who had been planning to take the opportunity to harass him for a long time.
Hanging ruthlessly, Xie Qingcheng leaned against the TV cabinet, folded his hands, and looked at the other party with a cold and serious expression: "dress your clothes properly, I have something to talk to you about."
The two people had such an embarrassing physical contact last night, even if it was a misunderstanding, it was enough to make people feel guilty.
He Yu's relatives are short-mouthed, and he must have contradicted them in normal times, but today he couldn't calm down. Xie Qingcheng said what he did, and he did it.
"Are you going to confess to the girl you like?"
"… no."
"Are you still going to lie to me? You don't remember what you said last night."
He Yu vaguely still remembers something, but his mind is not sober at this moment, and it took a while for him to say: "... I recognized the wrong person. I didn't confess to the girl, I just knew that she had someone she liked... Forget it, I'll explain so much to you, just laugh if you want."
He raised his eyes: "I know you are very happy. Everything has developed according to what you said. No one likes me, and I have not controlled myself. Everything you said has come true. Are you happy?"
Xie Qingcheng stared at him: "I'm glad you didn't go crazy."
After a pause, seeing He Yu's face full of alertness, He Yu seemed to think that what he should say is - this patient, I thought about it all night and gave you two sets of treatment plans. Do you want chemical castration or physical castration? You are welcome.
Xie Qingcheng sighed, he really didn't want to dwell on this issue, it was naive and a waste of time. So he said directly: "... Forget it. He Yu."
"That's it."
He Yu looked at him. Xueba was used to rushing to answer, especially the kind of beasty Xueba even on the bed, so He Yu asked, "But?"
"But—" Professor Xie swept his face sternly, dissatisfied with his quick answer, and continued: "I thought about it, what happened last night made me feel that your current condition is very bad. The truth is with you. Say, your father talked to me on the phone before, and it was indeed he who asked me to look after you a little more for him. Your behavior of taking drugs and even trying to hide it from everyone after your illness is very inappropriate, so... "
He Yu's father, President Xie, began to lecture.
He Yu still didn't recover, his head was buzzing, and the whole person was absent-minded. What Dad said, he only listened to the beginning and didn't put it into his ears. What else could he say, he would definitely not be able to forgive him.
But on second thought, I never asked Xie Qingcheng to control him. It was Xie Qingcheng who wanted to break in and approach him. They were both straight men who had no feelings for the same sex. Unfortunately, I don't owe him anything.
Fortunately, I didn't say Xie Xue's name yesterday, otherwise things would be more difficult to clean up...
"… Pretty much, that's it."
I don't know when, Dad has finished the training and made a summary.
"Did you listen?"
He Yu raised his head and met Xie Qingcheng's staring eyes.
Xie Qingcheng also said that he was thirsty. He picked up the mineral water bottle next to him and unscrewed the cap, drank the water he hadn't drank last night, and said coldly, "... If you want, this matter is over."
He Yu didn't really listen to what he said earlier, and his hangover head with a dull pain only received the words "this matter is over", but as a student who is used to being excellent, he instinctively ordered it. head down.
Xie Qingcheng glared at him from top to bottom, but couldn't see any expression: "Well, when you come back, you can come to the Medical University to find me."
"… "
Only then did He Yu regain his senses, realizing that he seemed to have agreed to a certain request from him just now, so he finally regained consciousness and asked in a hoarse voice, "Wait. I'm sorry, what did you say?"
Xie Qingcheng's face suddenly sank, and his tone was very stiff: "Do you still have any conditions to talk to me?"
He Yu thought to himself, under what conditions
He didn't even listen to what he had just said lightly when his upper lip touched his lower lip...
Seriously, what did he promise Xie Qingcheng
On the other hand, Xie Qingcheng felt that he was really tolerant towards He Yu.
He didn't even bother with He Yu about what happened last night. Of course, the main reason was because he really didn't want to mention the kiss that made his scalp tingle.
He Yu's current condition, he didn't see it, and he couldn't ignore it when he saw it. Not to mention He Jiwei's face, even if an ordinary patient was like this in front of him, he couldn't just ignore it.
Although it was impossible for him to treat himself like in the past, it would be no problem to control He Yu's emotions and give him some guidance.
What's more, in the process, he can also instruct He Yu to be a coolie for himself by the way - He Yu's labor force is still very easy to use when he is obedient, smart and durable. If I can use it as before, I will even out the account of being licked by a dog.
A matter of killing two birds with one stone.
Seeing that He Yu was distracted, Xie Qingcheng simply repeated it impatiently: "After finishing the development, come to the Medical University, hone and hone yourself according to my requirements, do things for me, distract yourself, don't spend all day Depressed thinking about things. Since you have someone you like, you should adjust your mentality in time and learn to control your emotions earlier. You will not suffer. "
He Yu was silent for a moment and said, "... She has someone she likes now, not me."
Xie Qingcheng sighed: "Is the girl you like young?"
"… not much."
"I can't say what will happen in the future. What's more, even if she still doesn't like you later, you may have a girl you like again. If you can control your condition by then, it will be good."
He Yu was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "...Why don't you ask who I like?"
"What does this have to do with me."
"..." He Yu lowered his head, and his drooping eyes were slightly mocking, "It doesn't matter."
He thought of the conversation he had with Xie Qingcheng when he was at the police station.
At that time, Xie Qingcheng said that it was impossible for anyone to like a person like him, and he would definitely fail.
He felt that he had been slapped hard. At that time, he thought that if he and Xie Xue were together, he would definitely see Xie Qingcheng lose his temper, and wanted to see Xie Qingcheng collapse, but now, everything is going against him. come.
On the contrary, Xie Qingcheng saw his embarrassed appearance.
If you retreat at this time, you will really lose face in front of him...
He Yu closed his eyes and smiled: "Actually, in the final analysis, you came to see my appearance on purpose, didn't you?"
"If you think so, that's fine."
"… "
Facing the man's indifferent and provocative eyes, He Yu's heart deepened.
He really hates Xie Qingcheng's demeanor. He has watched it countless times since he was a child, and every time he can really feel Xie Qingcheng's indifference and that disgusting sense of power .
He was depressed for a while, and finally looked up at Xie Qingcheng: "You want me to help you distract yourself. What are you going to do?"
"I haven't thought about it yet." Xie Qingcheng casually said, "However, you have been with me before, and you know that I am a person. In order to make you suffer more, there will be no less tossing."
"...Are you planning to piss me off?"
Xie Qingcheng paused and raised his eyebrows slightly: "You're afraid."
He Yu didn't want to lose self-esteem after losing face: "You are joking, I have nothing to be afraid of."
Xie Qingcheng listened to his answer, lowered his head and took out a cigarette, biting it between his lips and teeth, vaguely: "I hope you are serious, don't cry and say you want to give up after three days. By the head of the bed, pass it to me."
He Yu ignored him and took care of himself getting out of bed and going to the bathroom to brush his teeth and rinse his mouth-although the kiss from yesterday was long gone, but He Yu still felt disgusting, thinking that he had mistaken for the wrong person yesterday, and he kissed a man so badly. Confused, he felt even more uncomfortable, thinking that he must wash himself clean.
Before entering the bathroom, he also glanced back at the object of his confusion last night. This time he is very sober and a gentleman, as if he was not the one who kissed someone in estrus last night: "Smoking second-hand smoke can't be counted in the training you gave me, it's no different from chronic murder. . If you want to smoke, please smoke outside."
Saying that, he closed the door of the shower room and went to wash up.
in the bathroom.
He Yu looked at the mirror and wiped the lips bitten by Xie Qingcheng last night with his fingertips—
He poured a handful of water onto his face, then took the faucet.
The muscles on the back of the young man's hands bulged slightly, and he tightened the faucet forcefully. The water flow stopped abruptly. He straightened up and looked at the person in the mirror.
What tempered him? Didn't he just want to watch his jokes, toss him, and use him
... This time, he really accidentally committed an old hooligan like Xie Qingcheng.