He Yu was indeed not willing to meet Xie Qingcheng.
As if he was determined to completely evaporate from Xie Qingcheng's side, any news to him would be lost in the ocean.
Xie Qingcheng also went to the hospital, but He Yu was not used to the noise of public hospitals, so he quickly transferred to a private hospital, where Xie Qingcheng couldn't even get in.
The next few days were also chaotic for Xie Qingcheng.
Xie Xue, Chen slow... Concerned about his old neighbors, colleagues, leaders, all kinds of people came to him and asked him what happened that night and why he was hung up on the radio and television tower by an organization. In addition, he has to accept police subpoenas from time to time, go to the police station to cooperate with the investigation, and complete the procedures.
He knew that there was already a lot of quarrel on the Internet because of this incident, but it didn't affect him, because he didn't have time to sit down and take a look at the social platform.
Xie Xue stopped talking, crying and calling him for a long time. She asked where he was and wanted to come to him, but he refused unequivocally and did not tell her the exact location.
Fortunately, Xie Xue never saw the photos of her parents' death scene. In order to protect her and prevent her from falling into a long despair like herself, Xie Qingcheng never described to her the specific cause of death of her parents.
Xie Qingcheng hoped that the less she knew, the better.
Chen slow also came.
Chen Man is different from Xie Xue, he is fully aware of it. So he came the earliest, when Xie Qingcheng was still under the first round of investigation.
He was not affiliated with Zheng Jingfeng's bureau, and came here on leave. As soon as he entered the door, he held Xie Qingcheng in his arms. Such an impatient person took a long time to utter a single sentence.
"Brother, are you trying to scare me to death?"
Xie Qingcheng saw the light blue stubble on his lower jaw. It seemed that the child did not have the heart to take care of himself in the past two days. He sighed and patted Chen Gan on the back.
Later, the investigation finally came to an end, and Chen Slow came to pick Xie Qingcheng home.
On this day, Xie Xue was originally going to come, but because of her continuous mental pressure, she was very uncomfortable. Xie Qingcheng asked her to take a leave and go back to Moyu Lane to have a good rest. Aunt Li would take care of her.
He and Chen Man went back to the dormitory for the teaching staff of Shanghai Medical Science and Technology.
The dormitory for faculty and staff in colleges and universities is graded. For example, Xie Qingcheng's house is more spacious than Xie Xue's. Of course, there is no denying that Xie Xue's house is full of clutter, and Xie Qingcheng's single dormitory can be called a deserted family-level.
"Brother, take a rest, sleep for a while, and I'll make you something to eat."
Chen slowly went into the kitchen.
He came to Xie Qingcheng's dormitory more than once, and he knew the way.
When the sound of the range hood sounded, Xie Qing was lying on the sofa tiredly.
In a trance, he felt that this scene was a bit familiar, and then he remembered the day when he had a mango allergy and fever. He Yu had also been here and was busy following the recipe in the kitchen.
Xie Qingcheng opened the phone address book, swiped through the pile of unread messages, and finally found He Yu's name.
The chat log still stopped at the messages that he asked him about.
He Yu still did not reply to him.
Xie Qingcheng thought about it, found his number in the address book, and called him again.
Not surprisingly, the phone rang a few times and then hung up.
Xie Qingcheng sighed softly, he didn't even know how to coax a woman, let alone an angry boy, and the boy was not only angry, but also heartbroken and cold.
He didn't know what to do, raised his hand to his forehead, and after a long time, he put down his phone wearily and turned to go to the bathroom.
When he came out wearing a bathrobe after taking a shower, Chen Man was arranging tableware and chopsticks in front of the dining table in the living room.
"Brother, do you want to..." Halfway through the sentence, when he raised his head, Chen slow stopped.
He saw Xie Qingcheng wearing a snow-white bathrobe, leaning languidly by the window lattice, igniting smoke.
Xie Qingcheng's hair was still dripping water, but he didn't bother to wipe it. The water droplets flowed down his neck, full and crystal clear, like hiding some unspeakable desire, and slowly rubbed into the shadow of the collar of the bathrobe. .
Xie Qingcheng was in a bad mood and didn't pay attention to his image. He took a breath, coughed lightly, and turned to look at Chen Wan: "What did you just say?"
"Oh, I, I said..." Chen slow blushed, but unfortunately Xie Qingcheng's mental state was too bad, and the lighting in the room was not good, so he couldn't see it clearly.
"I said do you want to dip in some vinegar, and I ordered some dumplings."
Xie Qingcheng absent-mindedly said, "...you can."
Chen slow quickly went back to the kitchen again, almost tripping over the wiring board on the ground when he turned back.
Xie Qingcheng smoked a cigarette by the window, thought about it, and sent another message to He Yu:
"I still want to tell you about the archives, thank you."
Soot rustled and fell in the wind, like a gentle water spirit floating in the water.
Xie Qingcheng watched quietly for a while, and then added:
"I didn't think it through, I'm sorry."
He knew that what He Yu wanted to hear might not be these two sentences.
He Yu's heart was hurt by what he said on the video.
But Xie Qingcheng didn't know how to explain it. He didn't want to, and couldn't explain it.
"Brother, the dumplings are ready, come and eat them."
Xie Qingcheng turned off the phone screen and walked to the dining table.
Chen's slow-cooked dumplings were delivered by Aunt Li before, with thin skins and large fillings, with spring bamboo shoots and pork fillings melted with fresh soup skins.
Chen Wan made dry dipping, and the soup was served separately, so that it would cool faster. Xie Qingcheng was also tired and hungry, and ate thirty or so in one go.
At this moment, Chen slow said softly: "Brother Xie, don't do this kind of thing again in the future."
"Do you remember how you persuaded me when my brother left?"
"Tell me, the past can't be changed no matter how sad it is. If you plan to continue living, you will have to clean up yourselves sooner or later."
"… "
"You also told me about my uncle and aunt. I was too young at that time, and I couldn't turn anything around. I asked you why you didn't keep investigating. You told me that the answer is very important, but some At that time, people can't be trapped in the mud and can't get out just for an answer."
"You want to know the real cause of death of your uncle and aunt, and the murderer who framed them... But if you put all your energy into it, you can't support the family well. You have your sister, and... "
Xie Qingcheng said, "Xie Xue has grown up."
"… "
"If this matter is changed to ten years ago, I will endure it and not cross-examine the truth. Because the price of getting the truth may be beyond my ability to pay."
"But now Xie Xue is an adult, I don't have a wife, and the children need to be raised. I have been selfish for 19 years, and now it is finally time to have nothing to worry about. The clues of killing my father and mother are there, and I can no longer turn a blind eye."
Chen slow rarely made a sound in front of Xie Qingcheng, but when he heard this, he couldn't help it.
"Brother, what do you mean? It means that it doesn't matter if you die now, doesn't it? As long as you raise your sister and see that we are all independent, you think that if you die, it is not impossible for us. Accepting things, right?!—Brother Xie, you… how can you say that?”
His voice was shaking.
"How can you think like that?"
"… "
Chen slow suddenly felt that Xie Qingcheng was too scary. He could consider the life and death of all his relatives in a plan, but he would not count his own fate at all.
When Xie Qingcheng was judging whether he could die, the condition was not "I want to live or not", but "I am dead now, can the people I take care of can survive independently."
In the face of a huge threat, he even has a mentality of self-destruction.
"You live... You live for others? As long as you arrange others in an orderly manner, you don't think your own death is an important matter, do you?!"
Xie Qingcheng sighed and took out a cigarette: "I didn't mean that—"
"You can't smoke anymore."
Chen slow suddenly stood up, held down his hand, and took away his cigarette, the lighter, and the cigarette case with a livid face. Then he threw it directly into the trash can in front of him.
Xie Qingcheng didn't get up, he sat on the chair, and after a long time he said, "Chen slow, I don't think my life doesn't matter."
"Then what do you mean by that?"
"It's not interesting, but everything is prioritized. In my opinion, raising Xie Xue used to be the most important thing, ahead of the pursuit of the truth. Now this thing has been completed, and I have not What worries. Pursuing the truth becomes very important at this time.”
Chen Slow said with red eyes, "But your life is also very important."
"… "
"In my opinion, it's more important than the truth."
Xie Qingcheng said, "You are a policeman."
Chen slow said: "But I am still Chen slow."
"… "
No one in the room spoke for a long time, except for the ticking of the clock on the wall.
In the end, Xie Qingcheng couldn't bear to see Chen slow like this. He sighed, staggered the topic, and said, "Sit down. Eat something with me."
"… "
"Stop making trouble, sit down."
At this point, it has been considered a concession to Xie Qingcheng.
Although Chen Man was very unwilling, Xie Qingcheng's aura was too strong, and he could never resist for too long.
After holding on stiffly for a few seconds, he had to sit down slowly under Xie Qingcheng's staring gaze, picked up the chopsticks again, but tears fell into the soup.
.
In a villa in the city.
"What?! You said He Yu was a blood worm?" Lu Zhishu looked at the person in front of him in amazement, and it took a while to digest it, "Mr. Duan, you are not joking..."
Boss Duan flipped through the newspaper in front of him: "Mr. Lu should be very happy to have such a son."
Lu Zhishu's stubby fingers with red nails scratched at her hair, her eyes were full of shock, she muttered to herself for a while, and then said to the man in front of her: "He... As the No. 4 case, he has been organized for a long time. He was judged to be a defective product with little ability. I have also taken care of him as an ordinary patient over the years. I never thought that he had the ability to mutate the disease. You...you don't think he has any research value..."
Boss Duan smiled: "That's obviously when everyone makes mistakes."
"… "
"Patients in Chengkang Hospital escaped, and later investigations revealed that the people who returned to the fire were He Yu and Xie Qingcheng. After they entered, many patients were rescued at an abnormal speed. Although they told the police The reason is that some doors are unlocked and just buckled from the outside - but that reason convinces the police that they can, but not you and me."
Boss Duan took a sip of the well-brewed Pu'er tea and said to Lu Zhi leisurely, "But Mr. Lu, don't worry, since He Yu is your son, he is also ours."
Lu Zhishu's eyes wandered and he shook his head: "No, with his personality, I'm afraid not..."
"Human hearts are made of flesh, blood is thicker than water, even if he is not now, he will be on our side sooner or later. Which son will defy his mother?" Boss Duan smiled.
Lu Zhishu: "..."
The mouth of the old Pu'er is glycolic, and Boss Duan takes another sip.
Lu Zhi said: "Mr. Duan, I really can't make a deal with you on this matter. If he really has blood poison, he has never mentioned it to us..."
Mr. Duan laughed out loud.
"Mr. Lu, for this reason, is it because you are too partial? Even I know that you and your Lao He don't accompany the eldest son very much at all, and his heart is of course far away from you. But through the radio and television tower, I see him He may not be so indifferent - the Doctor Xie you hired for him before, but after spending more time with him and respecting him a little more, he can do this for the surnamed Xie."
Speaking of this, Lu Zhishu was rather annoyed.
"If that shot really hit his vitals, then..."
"Don't you still have He Li? He Li is the most important to you, right?"
"… "
Boss Duan looked at Lu Zhishu's face playfully, it was like a puddle of unmixed milkshake, red and green.
"In the future, remember to share some of the love between you and Lao He to the eldest son. He Li is a normal child, and I know you like it. But now that He Yu has blood gu, if he can follow us with all his heart, it will be the best thing, save it. I've caused a lot of troubles that are difficult for strongmen." Boss Duan poured himself some red soup using the tea dispenser, and said gently, "Mr. Lu, please take this matter slowly, freezing three feet is not a day's cold, give him a little more. If you pay attention, sooner or later he will forgive you for your previous indifference to him. Don't be in a hurry."
He poured some tea soup for Lu Zhishu this time, and raised his hand to signal.
"The Pu'er brought by Xiao Shen from Yunnan this time is really good, Mr. Lu will try it."
"… "
Seeing Lu Zhishu froze, President Duan's eyes became a little sharper: "You, you have always been a very smart person. That's why your old He has been deceived by you for so many years - your acting skills are no better than those of President Huang. Those little stars raised are poor. But for acting, you can join the show, or you can play as a helper. Mr. Lu, do you understand what I mean?"
Lu Zhishu seemed to be hurt by his words, and he was a little unsteady.
Mr. Duan smiled: "How long have we been partners. I even know you better than your Lao He. As long as you cooperate enough with Mr. Lu, I will keep hiding from He Jiwei for you. You Don't worry. Sit down."
He pushed the teacup closer to Lu Zhishu.
"Try it, don't you like tea the most?"
Lu Zhishu finally sat down on the sofa in front of him slowly, touched the rim of the glass with his cold fingers, got used to the temperature, and took a sip.
The tea is swallowed, and the tannins are jerky.
Lu Zhishu forced a smile: "It's not bad."
Mr. Duan saw that she was in a state of confusion, and said lightly: "Mr. Lu just do it well, Huairou is something that takes a long time, and you don't have to be under too much pressure. Ling Lang is only nineteen years old. Spiritual Ebola mutation The disease gets worse as it progresses. Let him hone slowly first, and then showdown with him after a long time. I believe that at that time, he will be willing to be one of us.”
Lu Zhishu: "Then... how are you going to train him?"
"Look at it." Mr. Duan was very relaxed, as if he was playing a very interesting game, "Take a step, take a look, he was an unexpected surprise for us, I don't think we need to do too much to him. Plan. And he should have been badly injured by his Doctor Xie recently, and the young man has suffered some blows.
He said, leaned over and added some water, ready to go over the tea again.
"We also have a lot of things to do. This video kills the mice who should be shocked. The tails of Chengkang and Huda must be watched and cleaned up. We gave the dog a bone, and we must stare at them and finish eating. Since they have been led to the scapegoat outside the country, don't let the dogs chase and sniff them."
After Mr. Duan finished speaking, Shi Shiran cooked himself hot tea: "Be nice to He Yu, but remember to be natural. If He Jiwei finds something wrong, you will always suffer."
Lu Zhishu looked at his fat and out-of-shape reflection in the tea cup, and after a long time, muttered, "...Okay. I see."