Xie Qingcheng did not expect more people to come the next day, and most of them were no longer old people, but young people, even young girls.
Those seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls surrounded He Yu and asked him to optimize various apps for themselves, and even made some game plug-ins that would be banned if they were discovered by the service provider. Of course, they believed that with He Yu's ability, The service provider will never find out in the next life.
While waiting, the eyes of the little girls turned and smiled sweetly, and they were talking about Internet catchphrases that Xie Qingcheng couldn't understand, and their youthful breath came to their faces.
Xie Qingcheng also has something to do today and has no time to stay at home. Before going out, he told He Yu to eat lunch on time, and then left with the car keys. Before leaving, he glanced at the girls lightly, said nothing, and drove went to campus.
"Professor Xie, you filled out this form incorrectly. It is from Shanghai Medical College, not Shanghai University."
The new teaching assistant pointed out Xie Qingcheng's mistake with trepidation.
Xie Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and found that he really spelled the school's name wrong, he couldn't help raising his hand to touch his eyebrows: "Sorry, please help me get another form."
The assistant immediately complied nervously.
Xie Qingcheng sat at the desk and turned the pen, the wrist and radius under the sleeve of the white shirt undulating slightly with this movement.
He found that today he couldn't help but think about how He Yu was surrounded by girls in his neighbors - it shouldn't be. He is calm, mature, trusts his partner, and never does something as childish as being jealous.
He just doesn't feel well.
Fortunately, because the school is about to start, there is a lot of work to be prepared recently, and things are pushed over one by one, and gradually he has no time to think about these things.
At noon, Xie Qingcheng turned on his phone and saw the message from He Yu as usual:
"Have you eaten well?"
After reading the news, Xie Qingcheng's little unpleasantness disappeared. He leaned on the back of his office chair and simply typed a few words: "Well. What about you."
He Yu sent him a photo of a professional nutritious meal delivery in a star-rated hotel.
"It's not as good as yours. Waiting for you to come back in the evening."
He Yu is very good at coaxing people, so he added such a message.
"No one is as good as you."
So that night, Xie Qingcheng did not stay at school to work overtime, and he returned to Moyu Lane as soon as the work at hand was finished.
He was in a good mood at first, but when he parked the car and walked into the alley, he met twos and threes of girls who covered their mouths and walked towards him with a coquettish smile.
"Yeah, really handsome."
"It looks better than on TV."
"I used to believe that his brother said in the variety show that he has a bad temper. What's wrong, he is obviously a gentleman."
"Why does one of his big bosses live here?"
"You don't understand, it's called experiencing life. Sometimes these rich people are like this..."
Xie Qingcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, was silent for a moment, and walked into the alley, and then he saw that He Yu was still busy in the yard, helping the neighbors with some mobile phone software problems.
It's just that the rest of the yard are almost all beautiful girls nearby, some of them look like only fifteen or sixteen years old, and they're still a fucking high school student, and they stared at He Yu shyly with long eyelashes, each mouthful of congratulations. The senior's voice was not vague, and the sweet voice made Xie Qingcheng suspect that he was only in his thirties and was about to have high blood sugar.
"Brother Xie, you're back." Seeing him, He Yu greeted him happily as usual.
Xie Qingcheng responded with an indifference that could not be seen, glanced at the scenery of flowers and greens, and went into the house.
That night, Xie Qingcheng made four dishes and one soup for He Yu, which were still rich and delicious, but they were all home-cooked dishes, such as scrambled eggs with tomatoes, shredded hot and sour potatoes, braised shrimp, and steamed mandarin fish. Shanghai Green Tofu Soup.
While eating, he seemed to ask casually, "Are you busy tomorrow?"
"Maybe still busy."
Xie Qingcheng paused and said, "Then pay attention to yourself."
Pay attention to what
Be careful not to get overtired and protect your eyesight - that's the line.
As for what the subtext is, it needs to be understood by the other party.
But He Yu didn't seem to realize it. He smiled well and his eyes were calm and gentle: "Well, okay."
"..." Xie Qingcheng looked at him for a few seconds, feeling uncomfortable, and lit a special cigarette, with the body of the cigarette between his smooth fingers, and lightly brushed, "Get some rest early."
It rained that night.
Xie Qingcheng came to the window after He Yu fell asleep, and thought about something while smoking.
He only knew that he had a strong desire to control the younger generation, and it was not until today that he discovered that he was actually a person who was very controlling in the relationship between the sexes.
He completely trusted He Yu, and did not take those Yingying Yanyan in his eyes.
But he didn't like to see He Yu being entangled by them. He prefers He Yu to live in the direction he planned without mistakes. To be honest, this kind of thinking is very selfish and dangerous. He also knows that this is not good, so he will tell himself not to care about He Yu's interpersonal relationships. Circle, do whatever He Yuai does.
It's just that I feel unhappy in my heart but I won't lie.
It's strange, Xie Qingcheng leaned against the window where the raindrops were falling with his cigarette in his hand, how could he not be like this before
He used to have great respect for Li Rouqiu, and it could be said that he raised his eyebrows together. He never put his mouth on her friends, so it was not until Li Rouqiu's showdown that he cheated on her that he finally remembered the various things that went wrong when his ex-wife was socializing.
Xie Qingcheng knocked the cigarette ashes, looked at the young man sleeping on the bed and thought, maybe people will change.
The next day, Xie Qingcheng went out as usual. When he went out, a group of beautiful girls and even handsome guys were walking towards Moyu Lane. He stopped for a while, but in the end he left without saying anything. .
At noon that day, He Yu might be really busy, Xie Qingcheng turned on his phone and didn't see any news from him for the first time.
Xie Qingcheng pulled out a cigarette, but it didn't light it between his fingers. He stared at the screen for a while, and finally sent a message to He Yu:
"Have you eaten lunch?"
For the first time, He Yu didn't reply in seconds.
Xie Qingcheng suddenly became a little anxious. He would look at his phone every ten minutes, and then he turned his phone offline again, thinking that He Yu would be back when he got off the line. But after half an hour, he turned off the airplane mode, and only a spam text message popped up.
It just so happened that the assistant called him to a meeting at this time.
Xie Qingcheng threw the phone away and went to the conference room with a sullen face.
In the evening, Xie Qingcheng came home and saw that He Yu was still optimizing the system for several girls. The girl was very close to He Yu, beyond the normal social distance, and kept talking to He Yu with a face. It's an undisguised obsession.
Xie Qingcheng lit a cigarette in the distance, watched them for a while, and finally extinguished the cigarette butt on the wall, with a light smell of tobacco on his body, which was very oppressive, so he came to He Yu's side.
"Have you not checked your phone all day?"
He Yu snorted and opened his almond eyes slightly: "Brother Xie? When did you come back... My, I forgot to charge my phone in the room... I'm sorry, brother, there are too many neighbors here today."
The rest of the little girls were busy helping Xuechang He to speak, talking nonsense.
"Yeah, Professor Xie, he's been busy all day."
"Don't blame him."
"The neighbors are all here, and of course there are many people..."
Xie Qingcheng didn't look at the girls, glanced at He Yu lightly, and suddenly raised his hand to hold He Yu's chin, forcing He Yu to turn his face.
In the silence, Xie Qing's glazed eyes looked at him, and his thin lips like jasmine flakes moved.
"I've lived here for so long, and it's the first time I've noticed that there are so many little girls in the neighborhood."
He was neither happy nor angry, with a handsome and erect face without any expression.
After a while, he released the hand that lifted He Yu's chin, put it back in his trousers pocket, and returned to the room.
That night, for the first time when Xie Qingcheng was at home, He Yu only ate a bowl of boiled noodles.
The young man was picking up the noodles in clear soup with his chopsticks. My dear, let alone eggs and ham sausage, he didn't even put a drop of sesame oil on it. Facing this kind of dinner, He Yu seemed to be quiet and well-behaved and didn't dare to make a sound. I was overjoyed in my heart.
He's not shaking, he just knows the time to hunt has finally come.
After eating, He Yu took the initiative to help Xie Qingcheng to wash the dishes, but the washing was not good, so he broke a spoon and begged Xie Qingcheng for a fucking sentence.
He lowered his long eyelashes like a little sheep, and let Xie Qingcheng read the Three Character Classic. At the end, he suddenly hugged Xie Qingcheng, who was teaching him a lesson, onto the bed, leaned over and pressed it, and said with a smile:
"Brother Xie, I'll give you a massage, it's been a long time since I gave you a massage."
"No need." Xie Qingcheng frowned and didn't look at him much.
He Yu smiled and showed that looming tooth: "Sir, you really don't want massage services."
"don't want."
He Yu got tired of going up and pressed him to find you, I miss you so much. "
Xie Qingcheng wanted to say that you want a fart, think about it and forget it.
What do you care about with a brat.
The bastard just hit the snake along the pole, pressed and pressed, the atmosphere began to become ambiguous, and then naturally, something that adults can do happened. He Yu is very gentle, with compensatory apology, infinitely obedient, and very pleasant.
Although Xie Qingcheng let him toss, he didn't respond very much, and his unhappiness was written on his face.
After the incident was over, He Yu put his arms around his waist from behind, and the two lay together in the warm air-conditioned quilt. He Yu said warmly, "Brother Xie, don't blame me for not replying today, I just want everyone around me. The neighbors like you, that's why I treat them so well."
Xie Qingcheng ignored him, closed his eyes and breathed calmly.
He Yu continued to wrap his hands around him, fiddling with his fingertips, and said softly, "You always said that the neighbors treated you well, so I am very grateful to them... Can you understand my heart?"
There was a low breathing sound in the quilt. After a while, Xie Qingcheng finally opened his eyes slightly and said, "It's not a bad thing that you are helpful, but people from ten streets away come to you to help them make special settings for their mobile phones. In fact, the residents in the alley may not be happy when people come and go like this.”
"Then I'll coax them specifically."
"… "
He Yu hugged him and said, "Xie Qingcheng, I plan to live here with you for the rest of my life."
Xie Qingcheng's eyelashes trembled slightly.
He Yu continued to say warmly: "That's why I hope to have a good relationship with everyone. I am here just because of you."
Xie Qingcheng listened, his heart softened, he sighed, and finally raised his hand and touched a scar on the back of He Yu's hand that he had discovered before—
"What's going on, I haven't gone out in the morning yet."
He Yu touched the place where the Band-Aid was covered, and smiled: "Oh, nothing, I didn't have time for lunch at noon, and when I was looking for snacks in the cupboard, I accidentally scratched the door of the cupboard."
Xie Qingcheng: "..."
He Yu was used to being pampered since he was a child, and he couldn't change it for a while, nor could he adapt to living independently in such an environment.
The moonlight spilled into the window lattice, and in the bright moonlight, Xie Qingcheng couldn't help but wonder if he was too obsessed with letting He Yu live with him.
He wanted to take good care of He Yu, but it seemed that He Yu had been forgiving and accommodating him.
Thinking of this, Xie Qingcheng began to feel some regrets in his heart, and the heart of the straight man who insisted on staying in Moyu Lane was shaken.
And this kind of shaking, in the evening of the second day, because of one thing, it finally broke through the threshold and broke the table.