It was so painful.
The deception of the contract, the truth of Xie Xue, the deception of Xie Qingcheng, and fled without looking back...
Nineteen years were like a dream, he thought he was well disguised and deceived everyone, but in fact he was the worst lunatic who was deceived.
He Yu hugged his head and howled, like a trapped beast covered in blood, and the sound didn't sound like a human being. He just hugged himself and sat in the corner, curled up like he was afraid of the cold.
What creed
lie!
What's warm
hallucinations!
He's a lunatic, a paranoid, an ugly, absurd, absurd, absurd, an idiot who exposes his scars and doesn't know it!
At that moment, he looked very pitiful, like a dying baby in his mother's body. He was isolated from the outside world. His umbilical cord was broken and he couldn't breathe. , cannot be heard by the people on the shore.
He can only hold himself tightly, all the warmth comes from himself...
It was all his comfort to himself.
He Yu clenched his hair, froze for a long time, his eyes became more and more red, his heart became darker and darker, he finally stopped howling, he sat quietly, stretched out his body, raised his head, and looked at the ceiling.
Then he got up.
He looked at the decoration cabinet, which reflected his embarrassed figure.
Terribly strange.
"Bang"!
He suddenly volatilized the darkness and violence in his bones, grabbed the metal decoration next to him, and smashed it on the decoration cabinet like crazy! !
This time, it was as if the shackles of the evil dragon were opened. The devil in his heart came out of the hole and vacated the air, roaring and roaring down the rain of hatred - he was completely crazy, He Yu roared, and almost smashed everything in the house. , made his wound worse and bloody, but he didn't care at all.
He tore down the curtains, smashed the TV, and turned everything into rubble—
His inner death, there should always be something to commemorate it.
I don't know how long this mad vent lasted. No matter how good the soundproofing of the building, the neighbors downstairs couldn't take it anymore. They ran up and knocked on the door. He Yu slammed the door open. The dismantled steel pipe, behind it was a mess on the ground, a pair of blood red eyes, staring at each other.
"Is there a problem?"
The neighbor was scared to pee, and his legs were weak, but He Yu grabbed the collar and picked it up and stood up straight.
The thick bloody smell shot straight into the nose, and He Yu's blood was stained on the neighbor's fine silk nightgown.
He Yu asked again, "What's the matter?"
"No, no, no!" The neighbor didn't expect such a bloody and violent scene in the blink of an eye. The pale and beautiful boy in the house looked evil like the crazy ghost on TV. How dare the neighbor say anything. , his cheeks were trembling, and the two were fighting. He cupped his hands and said, "Brother, big brother! You can do whatever you want, as long as you are happy, as long as you are happy."
He Yu pushed him out and slammed the door shut.
The neighbor almost crawled and rolled back into the elevator, shivering and wailing before he even touched the door: "Wife—wife help me..."
He Yu's vent was interrupted by this person's arrival.
He panted, turned his head sideways, and at a glance, did the whole house still look like home
It was clearly the scene of the war.
He Yu glanced around with red eyes, and felt that he really had nothing to smash. He threw the steel pipe with his hands, walked across the ruins, and walked towards the bathroom with a blue face.
He looked at his own face in the cracked mirror.
Because of the cracks, his reflection is torn apart, just like the thousands of faces he shows in society.
He Yu was quiet for a while, let his breathing calm down, and his lips slowly turned from trembling to calm...
The grief is over, the madness is over, and at this moment, all he has left is peace - terribly peaceful.
The violence is over and the entire nest is destroyed. What's the next step
He should go outside. He doesn't care what is normal or abnormal at this moment. He just wants to show that abnormal appearance, spread his scruffy wings, fly out of his dark hole, and attack those so-called normal people. Howling.
The young man in the mirror slowly raised his eyes, a bloody hand touched his cheek suddenly, and grabbed it slowly.
On the corner of his mouth, there was a ruthless smile that seemed to be a gentleman and gentleman, but in fact was no longer different from the past.
.
Xie Qingcheng, who was far away in the Shanghai Medical Dormitory Building, felt uneasy, and his eyelids twitched several times.
He and Chen slow finished eating, and Chen slow helped put the table away and was ready to go back.
Before leaving, Chen Slow said to him, "Brother, I'll come back tomorrow night. That..."
"Ok?"
"You've been off the Internet recently, it's annoying." Chen slow said softly.
Xie Qingcheng knew that he was referring to the matter about the projection of radio and television towers on the Internet, but Chen slow thought too much. He was not a person who would pay too much attention to network information, not to mention that the reality was so messy.
Xie Qingcheng agreed, and after sending Chen Wan away, he bought a new pack of cigarettes downstairs and called Xie Xue while smoking.
Xie Xue's condition wasn't much better, but with Aunt Li accompanied, it was somewhat more comfortable. The brother and sister were talking when a call suddenly came in from the mobile phone. He also told Xie Xue a few words and ended the call.
The call was from Zheng Jingfeng.
"Hey, Old Zheng."
"Xiao Xie, someone in our team just saw the kid who went to the archives with you."
Xie Qingcheng's heart tightened: "Is he discharged from the hospital?"
Zheng Jingfeng hummed in response, but his focus was obviously not this. He said, "Yeah, by the way, how old is your little friend? Eighteen? Nineteen? I forgot..."
Xie Qingcheng: "...Why are you asking this?"
"You thought I was willing to ask, didn't you tell me to tell you if something happened?"
Xie Qingcheng's knuckles were slightly white: "What's wrong with him?"
"It's not a big deal, sigh, I found that there is a gap between their bourgeoisie and our proletariat. Damn, I'm eighteen or nineteen years old. I'm still training in the army from morning to night. Your little boy is probably discharged from the hospital. But I'm still in a bad mood. I just drove a luxury car and went to the Kongye club... Yo, you see there is news in our work group. I heard that he is about to turn a sports car into a rocket. I stopped him, and he cooperated, but his attitude was so bad that he got out of the car and slammed the door to let the car be towed away and get out of there, saving him from having to find a driver when he came out."
Xie Qingcheng: "…"
"There is also the Kong Ye Club, do you know where it is? It's really not a good place, you say it's illegal, it also does business in a proper way, and there are no activities that cross the line, but these things in the night club are smoky, everyone All tacitly…”
Xie Qingcheng took a deep breath, and He Yu's gentle and sensible face appeared in front of him again. No matter whether it was fake or not, it turned out to be blood-stained in front of the radio and television tower, looking back coldly.
"I see." Xie Qingcheng raised his hand to rest his forehead, leaned against the window and said to his phone, "Thank you, Lao Zheng."
"That's it, listen to me more in the future, and don't get involved in your parents' affairs. Your heart should also breathe. I can't stand it when I see you like this."
"… good."
After hanging up the phone, Xie Qingcheng put on his coat and went to the Kong Ye club.
He thought about He Yu standing in front of the villa sofa when he was young, reluctant to give up his self-esteem, but also reluctant to part, so sad and stubborn, but forced to look at himself without any problems.
"Xie Qingcheng, I have a lot of pocket money, I can..."
I can hire you.
I don't want to be sunk into the whirlpool, please help me... Can you help me...
He has never seen the words He Yu couldn't say, the calls for help that He Yu couldn't say. He Yu's dignity allowed him to preserve his last dignity in front of Xie Qingcheng, but he also lost his last chance to seek help.
That year, he left him.
However, He Yu didn't resent him too much when he saw him again.
Even when he needed help the most, it was this child who accompanied him into the Longtan Tiger's Den, and almost lost his life in the end.
When He Yu stretched out his hand to himself, he once said that someone had done the same thing to him.
But Xie Qingcheng did that because of his identity, because of his work, and because of his position.
What is this child for
Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes.
Zheng Jingfeng's words seemed to be in his ears. Said that He Yu went to Sky Night for consumption, and said that He Yu had a bad attitude...
He knew that Hog had never been like this before.
In order to seek approval, for the eyes of others, in order to reintegrate into this society, and in order to resist the disease stubbornly, He Yu never succumbed to his own desires, never succumbed to Mephisto's poisonous wine, he refused to degenerate, Unwilling to admit defeat, he lives ten times and a hundred times harder than ordinary people, and wants to be the most perfect in everything. He was too afraid of disappointing people.
A patient who wants to rely on his own efforts, don't let others give up on him, and don't equate him with the number one, two, and three who died earlier.
He has been doing his best to call for help.
That's why he is so afraid of making mistakes, afraid that he is not good enough, and afraid of disappointment in the eyes of others.
But in the end he was left behind.
—
"... Xie Qingcheng, you are not sick, but you are less hearty than me... "
He heard the sarcasm with restraint, the sarcasm of sighing and pleading, but he could not hear the pleading and crying blood hidden in the boy.
Xie Qingcheng knew.
Some things, he really lived up to.
That child used to trust him so much, even though he didn't treat him very well, he was just doing business, but for He Yu, it turned out to be a rare sincerity and equality.
So He Yu's scolding is not wrong, it's because he is too cruel, he has never done the right thing, and he has never done it well.
Inside the night club.
"Oh, Young Master He, rare guest, rare guest..."
The manager of the club is a very smart old man and uncle. His suit is neat and oily, and he is slippery like a mouse coming out of the oily water.
When He Yu was talking to the traffic police just now, he was listening by the side. Although He Yu didn't come to Kongye very often, he was in the circle after all. relax too.
Usually, He Yu would just sit for a while and chat with others in a gentle manner for a while. When the atmosphere became hot, he would go downstairs to sign the bill and ask the manager to put the consumption on his card, and then he left.
Today is different.
The manager's eyes were burning, and he found that Young Master He was not with anyone else today, but he was the only one. Moreover, what happened at Shanghai University has spread all over Shanghai. As one of the protagonists of the incident, what kind of psychological stress and abnormal behavior did He Yu have? It seemed normal to the manager.
It is estimated that after the young man was shot, he thought that his life could not be so boring, so he finally figured it out, and like his peers, he planned to come here to find the true meaning of life.
In the eyes of the manager, He Yu was a walking black card, and the manager greeted him with a smile. It is estimated that Mr. He said that he wanted his mother to come out for chatting, and he would not hesitate to call his mother a long-distance hotline and buy an early flight ticket.
"Young Master He, which floor are you going to go to tonight? I'll arrange the best service for you right away..."
He Yu simply treated the gunshot wound on his arm before going out. Now it's still a simple plain black long-sleeved high-neck autumn shirt, jeans, and even a student-like baseball cap, but through the shadow of the brim, one can see that his almond eyes are shrouded in a haze that is rare in adult society.
He raised his head, and the light of the sky and night, which was intoxicated with gold, flowed through his dark eyes.
"The top floor," he said.
"… "
The top floor is full of big boxes, with excellent privacy. The staff in the box are also taught by their bosses. They are all smart and smart, and it is a very suitable place to talk about any business and do anything.
Of course, consumption is also sky-high.
The manager thought to himself, this is true for the young master of the He family. If you want to overcome it and don't give it a try, it's fortunate that I met him today, otherwise I would just dress up as a student who is extremely simple and casual, and replace it with someone who lacks vision. 's subordinates, it is estimated that they can stop the young master.
Thinking of this, the manager secretly rejoiced that he had avoided a bloody storm, otherwise, judging from the abnormal appearance of Young Master He today, it is not certain whether he would be smashed if he was provoked.
"Let's lead the way." He Yu put his hand in his jeans and said indifferently.
The manager hurriedly bowed and greeted him with a smile: "Yes, yes, come here, Master He, please come here."