The heavy curtains were drawn in the box, so that no sunlight could come in.
When Xie Qingcheng woke up, he didn't know how long it had passed.
He only felt sore and confused, and after a while, the terrible memories of last night crashed into his brain like the scene of a car accident.
"… "
He was...
Xie Qing's eyes were red, he believed for a moment that he was too tired and had a nightmare.
He even closed his eyes for a while, and then opened them again, faintly wishing that he was still lying in the dormitory of the Medical University, or the old house in Moyu Lane.
But neither.
Miracle didn't happen.
He was still lying in the lounge of this clubhouse, which exuded a chaotic atmosphere, without an inch, lying on the big bed with half of the quilt on the ground, in a state of embarrassment.
He Yu has left.
Xie Qingcheng opened his scarlet eyes and forced himself to remember, but a severe pain that made his scalp tingle came from his body, and he fell back on the bed heavily.
The only thing He Yu did was to at least take security measures.
Now Xie Qingcheng propped himself up a little on the bed, and he could see that the used things were thrown on the mattress like a slippery snake, which made him so humiliated that even the tips of his fingernails turned red with shame and resentment.
... Yes, he felt a sense of guilt towards He Yu. He felt that he was too ruthless in the past and never put He Yu in a position where he could communicate with him on an equal basis.
Before this absurd thing happened, he already wanted to re-establish a new relationship with He Yu, which had nothing to do with doctors and patients, the relationship between him and He Yu.
He had never thought of having a long-term bond with a teenager before, but the moment He Yu extended his hand to him without thinking, Xie Qingcheng's fatherly heart was finally touched.
At that moment, he realized that maybe he did something wrong. The teenager was only young, and his feelings were no weaker than anyone else's. In any case, he probably shouldn't have left in such a decisive way.
He thought that as long as He Yu was lenient, then this time, he would be willing to accompany him for a long time, as long as He Yu needed it, as long as he could.
But He Yu committed a beast that was completely beyond Xie Qingcheng's imagination.
Xie Qingcheng could not accept his death.
A straight man put another straight man to sleep.
And how many times a night, the cover on the bed can tell.
What's even more terrifying is that last night, because of the medicinal wine, I was so complacent in the end...
Thinking of these scenes, the sober Xie Qingcheng felt ashamed to death and nauseated.
He raised his hand, put it in front of his eyes, and covered it. After holding back for a while, he couldn't hold back, and he raised his hand and smashed the lamp on the bedside table.
Xie Qingcheng thought, fortunately He Yu is gone, if He Yu is still here, he will do something out of control if he fails to protect himself.
He was almost driven mad by He Yu.
"Ding-"
Was thrown on the floor with the clothes and the phone rang.
Xie Qing was very annoying and didn't plan to pick it up.
But the bells went on endlessly, one after the other. It seems that he will not give up until he is dug out of this bed's grave.
Xie Qingcheng scolded angrily, still holding on to his sore body, barely reaching for the phone, and took a look.
It was Chen slow calling.
"elder brother."
"…What's up."
Chen slow was taken aback: "Why is your voice so hoarse?"
"… "
Xie Qingcheng took a deep breath: "If you have something to say, just say it, and I'll hang up if it's all right. I have something to do here."
Chen hurriedly said: "Something happened at home..."
Xie Qingcheng was so stimulated by last night's events, his heart was beating violently, and his body felt weak for a while. At this time, when he heard Chen slow's words again, he broke out in cold sweat, and his knuckles holding the phone were blue and white. :"what happened?"
Half an hour later, Xie Qingcheng appeared in the hall of the clubhouse wearing a crumpled and wine-stained shirt.
He couldn't even stand up at first, his legs were soft when he got out of bed, and he could feel a strange and terrifying dull pain when he moved. Xie Qingcheng clutched the corner of the bedside table, and the blue veins on the back of his hands burst out.
Hate and shame.
Before leaving the box, he took a very difficult shower in the shower room. He has always acted resolutely and never took things too seriously, but now it takes him a long time to put on a piece of clothing, and when he puts on his trousers again, his face is pale.
He took a deep breath, cheered up, pretended that nothing crazy and out of control had happened, and walked out of the box with a white face.
At this moment, he was almost walking with gritted teeth, and it took a lot of effort to straighten his waist as straight as usual.
But the staff of the clubhouse were startled when they saw him.
Xie Qingcheng's skin was too pale, like a ghost walking out of the night, as thin as paper.
"Sir... do you... need any help?"
Xie Qingcheng: "No need."
"Then please settle the account last night."
"..."
Xie Qingcheng thought he was deaf.
"gentlemen?"
"..." Xie Qingcheng is used to it, and being fucked all night can't change this. Although he thinks He Yuzhen is too shameless, he pays what he pays. This is what the big men should do. .
Then he turned ashen: "Okay. I'll pay."
"Then may I ask you to swipe your card or..."
"Swipe your card."
"Please come to the service desk with me."
The waiter crackled on the computer and pulled out a list.
Xie Qingcheng asked habitually, "How much?"
The bill was handed over, and the waiter said respectfully, "The total consumption of the box last night was 1.68 million."
"..."
Xie Qingcheng stopped drawing the card. He took the bill and glanced at it. The astronomical number on it made him wonder if there was something wrong with his eyes.
Indeed, 1.68 million.
Expensive drink charges, service charges, room charges, and damages.
Xie Qingcheng raised his hand and rested his forehead: "...I'll go make a phone call....Is there a cigarette? I also need a piece of clean clothes."
The bill of 1.68 million has already been hung up, Xie Qingcheng has completely given up on himself, and adding more consumption is a drop in the bucket.
Borrowing the bathroom and changing into the shirt the waiter brought him, Xie Qingcheng leaned against the counter, knocked out a cigarette with trembling hands, and lowered his eyelashes to catch fire. He took a deep breath, and then dialed the phone number of the person he wished to kill at the moment.
If he has money, he would rather pay the money himself, but unfortunately he can't come up with the outrageous 1.68 million overnight fee.
1.68 million…
It's an auspicious and maddening number. He was married to He Yu for a whole night. Dare to pay 1.68 million for drinks, service fees and room charges
What service does he ask for? Massage/Modal service? !
This beast just ran away like that.
"Hello, the user you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later..."
With bloodshot eyes in Xie Qingcheng's eyes, he cut off the call irritably, went to He Yu's WeChat, entered a few characters forcefully, and then clicked the send button.
Unexpectedly, WeChat immediately issued a prompt tone, and He Yu responded in seconds.
Xie Qingcheng paused for a while, but with a gloomy face, he took back the phone that was about to be thrown aside, and took a closer look:
"The message has been sent, but it was rejected by the other party."
Xie Qingcheng: "..."
The bright red exclamation mark was reflected in Xie Qingcheng's wide-open eyes. Xie Qingcheng stared at the screen in disbelief for a long time, thinking that he was blind.
He Yu dragged him down
Xie Qingcheng gave a low "fuck" sound, his voice hoarse and smoking.
He Yu actually, has a face, gave him... dragged, black, and? ! ? ! !
Thanks to Xie Qingcheng not playing some social software, otherwise he would realize that He Yu's behavior is very similar to some particularly shameless young people in the contemporary era, that is, the one who deletes each other's contact information in seconds after an appointment.
But this didn't stop Xie Qingcheng from being furious. After all, he felt that no matter what he said, after such a disgusting thing happened yesterday, it was he who wanted to delete He Yu, right
Is it His turn to drag people
Xie Qingcheng rarely loses control, but at this time he threw his mobile phone on the pool, and when he looked up, the man in the mirror was fierce like a beast that was cornered and ravaged.
"He Yu...!!"
.
On the other hand, Young Master He really forgot about paying.
He's not so crazy now, and the effect of the wine has gone, but his heart is a little messed up.
When he woke up in the morning, he found that he was sleeping on his stomach, but something was wrong. As soon as his vision focused, he saw Xie Qingcheng lying in a state of embarrassment between his bed and mattress at close range, while he was lying on Xie Qingcheng's body, with his face pressed against Xie Qingcheng's neck for the night. That posture is like a scarred little dragon. After flying across the ocean for too long, he finally found a warm and moist lair. The little dragon was tired, thirsty and lonely all the way, and finally got enough water and smothered in the new nest. Mouth tucked in wings, tail curled up and contented sleep till dawn.
But after waking up, Xiaolong was stunned. And then the shattered, crazy memories of last night came back like snowflakes.
He Yu felt that he must have been bitten by a nightmare more than ten hours ago, and he must have been caught by a ghost. The 59-degree plum is probably not wine, but a glass of ecstasy water. Otherwise, how could he do such a crazy thing and still be so intense and excited? This is a man!
He gave a man to...
He Yu looked down at Xie Qingcheng's face, turned over, and touched the bloody lips with his fingers.
Xie Qingcheng seemed to feel this touch in a coma, his lips trembled slightly, and the person was like a crumpled sheet of thin paper, pale and white, with some cinnabar falling on the paper. Such a handsome and tough face that has nothing to do with women...
He Yu looked at it for a long time and had an indescribable feeling in his heart.
absurd.
crazy.
hate.
But the flesh and blood are still buried deep in Sri Lanka, and they have never retreated in the market. He looked at him like a dragon looking at a human being sacrificed on a stone bed - the dragon hates people, should have driven people away, or swallowed them alive, and should never go crazy with people on the bed.
He is now like a beast who has gradually recovered from madness, looking at the sins he has cast, and his eyes are reflecting this human being who has been tortured to the point of being mutilated.
He was usually disgusting homosexuality was terribly disgusting, he didn't know what was wrong with him, was he really dizzy or drunk? No matter how violent or manic, he shouldn't vent on this man in this way.
His illness made him feel numb and cold from the very beginning, and now it is even more like falling into an ice cave. He sat up from the bed and looked at the chaos of the bed. Xie Qingcheng was lingering in his mind. Seeing the way his body was intertwined with pain and desire under his eyes.
He actually did.
He Yu's heart was cold, and he stared numbly at Xie Qingcheng's unconscious face.
How could he...
His mind was filled with the excitement of revenge, but also with the coldness after going crazy.
He felt very uncomfortable, but also felt that a bad breath finally came out, and Xie Qingcheng took it upon himself. Who let him lie to him? Who let him lie to him for seven years and four years...
So he was disgusted.
On the one hand, a flower of evil blooms silently in my heart.
He suddenly felt that he should leave something as a souvenir for this crazy and sinful entanglement.
After all, this is his first time. And after that, he would no longer want to see Xie Qingcheng's appearance. I believe that Xie Qingcheng also hated him to the bone and would not want to see him again.
So he thought about it, and finally pulled out his mobile phone from the clothes that were entangled like snakes, pointed at the man who was still unconscious, and took a few pictures of him when he was asleep.
At this moment, He Yu was looking at those bed photos and Xie Qingcheng's sleeping appearance. In the photo, Xie Qingcheng looks very weak and tired, and there are obvious bite marks on his mouth. At a glance, he can see what he did with others before going to sleep. And it's the weaker one.
He Yu stared, and in his brutal and numb mind, the broken appearance of Xie Qingcheng under him last night kept replaying.
And Xie Qingcheng's unrestrained hoarse voices.
He Yu thought coldly in his heart, what kind of indifference, how many times did he lose with him last night? Sure enough, everything Xie Qing presented was pretentious.
But for some reason, the blood was a little hot.
While in a trance, the phone entered the phone, which was an unfamiliar landline number.
"… Hey."
On the other end of the phone came the very nice voice that had been screaming in a low voice last night.
It was as cold as frost at the moment.
"He Yu." Xie Qingcheng said, "Do you want a fucking face?!"
Ten minutes later, He Yu, who ran away after getting on, drove back to the Sky Night Club. The high-top door of the clubhouse opened, and the waiter bowed his head to welcome Mr. He in.
He Yu looked as usual, clean, concise, gentleman and polite. Standard and standard exemplary demeanor.
There's no way anyone could associate him with this shit about fucking men.
As soon as He Yu entered the hall door, he glanced at Xie Qingcheng, who was standing by the reception desk, his face was extremely pale and ugly, but he was still standing with thin waist and long legs.
Just as He Yu looked like a gentle and knowledgeable gentleman, Xie Qingcheng didn't look like he had just been tortured all night by a teenager.
He has changed into a snow-white shirt, and his hair has been washed and combed. The eldest brother's temperament is the same as when He Yu looked at him before, sharp and cold, like a bayonet.
He Yu's eyes looked at him from top to bottom.
After all, the relationship between these two people is different and not clean.
He Yu looked at him at this time, and his eyes seemed to be able to cut open Xie Qingcheng's neat coat and see the flesh and bones underneath. It seems that Xie Qingcheng is not wearing any clothes at all.
Xie Qingcheng's blood pressure went up the moment he caught a glimpse of He Yu, but because he didn't want to be known to everyone in the lobby where people came and went, he forcibly restrained and wanted to kick He Yu to death. The urge to die.
"Mr. He, this is your bill last night."
The waiter handed over the receipt.
Although I am well versed in the service etiquette of this industry, today's matter is still too strange. When the waiter and sister are spending on the computer, she is startling to see the content that pops up, ah... Dare to be this Smashed the whole box...
Have a fight
There must have been a fight.
But looking down, I saw that the lubricant in the room was also in the list, and the condom was no exception, and the young lady was shocked again.
Did you fall asleep again
This is really lack of blood virtue! !
She was inspired by maternal sympathy, and when she handed the bill to He Yu, her voice softened an octave, full of sympathy.
Yes, the object of her sympathy was actually He Yu.
He Yu looked too beautiful. Although he was tall, when he was wearing clothes, he looked tall and handsome, and there was a scholarly elegance in his eyes.
Unlike Xie Qingcheng, people are so uncomfortable that they can't hold it anymore, and they can still have a cold look on their faces.
So the service lady mistakenly thought that all those sets were used by Xie Qingcheng on He Yu.
She thought, Xie Qingcheng is so handsome, he must be someone who eats soft rice. After eating soft rice, he tortured He Shao all night, and when he came back, he had to call He Shao to swipe his card.
So shameless!
After He Yu made the payment, the young lady bowed, looked at He Yu boldly with encouraging eyes, and then used her professionalism to try desperately to restrain the urge to turn a blind eye to this beast, Xie Qingcheng, twisted her waist and stepped on it. Went in high heels.
He Yu and Xie Qingcheng were left beside the big turntable in the hall.
He Yu: "… "
Xie Qingcheng: "…"
Thanks to these two uncles, they both have the mentality of being embarrassed in front of others, so they won't quarrel with each other in the lobby of the clubhouse because of what happened last night.
The water spray curtain of Fulu in the lobby was rushing, which became the background music when the two looked at each other silently.
Xie Qingcheng stared at He Yu with red eyes.
Although He Yu's face was like a dog, there was a madness in his eyes that no one could notice except Xie Qingcheng.
That kind of madness seems to be competing with Xie Qingcheng silently, as if he is saying shamelessly, yes, I have done everything, and I don't plan to see you again from now on, what can you do to me?
In the end, Xie Qingcheng stood up. In the eyes of others, Xie Qingcheng was still tall and straight, coming and going like the wind.
But He Yu could see a trembling in his steps.
Xie Qingcheng walked in front of He Yu, and his heart was shocked step by step, his eyes were extremely terrifying.
He Yu had a momentary panic in his heart, and had the urge to turn around and run. But he immediately felt that this impulse was too absurd. It was the pressure that Xie Qingcheng had brought to him since he was a child, and it was still engraved in his DNA, and would occasionally cause trouble.
He immediately swept away this unnecessary shadow of childhood, and swore that he would never let anyone, especially the person in front of him, know what he was thinking at that moment.
He Yu calmed down and stared at him without blinking. After a while, he smiled instead and said softly, "Brother Xie, are you so hateful that you want to kill me now?"