The campus premiere of "The Hundred Kinds of Sick" is scheduled for Friday, so the police may have deliberately asked for leave to accompany Xie Qing to present it.
The theater was dimly lit, and He Yu sat in his seat, looking blankly at the two people in front of him.
He wears a baseball cap and a black mask. There are also many people in Shanghai University, because there are many stars who have debuted as child stars in the Academy of Arts, and they often wear this dress in the school. Some of the ordinary middle and handsome students don't like to show their faces, and black hoods and hats are standard.
So Xie Qingcheng didn't notice the boy behind.
"Chen slow, your popcorn."
"thanks."
He Yu leaned on the soft chair with his arms folded and listened, one eyebrow raised.
Chen slow.
It turns out that this note is called Chen slow...
He Yu suddenly remembered the phone call he submitted for Xie Qing before. At that time, the display on the mobile phone screen... seemed to be the name
Yes, that's the name.
His already cold face dropped a few degrees, and the almond eyes under the black hood and hat brim were almost frozen with frost.
He continued to keep silent, looking at the two people in front of him indifferently.
He knew that Chen Wan was an acquaintance of Xie Qingcheng, but it still made him uncomfortable.
"All kinds of sick students" is a double-school celebration film jointly produced by Shanghai University of Medicine and Shanghai University.
What's the matter with this police academy graduation note
Besides, what did Chen slow do? Is he the show's action director or police support? neither.
Then he came to join in the fun.
He Yu's mentality is actually quite distorted now.
On the one hand, he refused to admit that he was gay, thinking that his desire for Xie Qingcheng was nothing more than a normal physiological desire. What he missed was the crazy sex entanglement, not Xie Qingcheng.
But on the other hand, because of the exclusive nature of men, he felt that the things he had eaten could not be touched by others, and even if he did not want it, it would not be anyone else's turn to touch it.
That's why he looked at Chen Slow with cold eyes, like a wolf was staring at a hyena coveting his prey.
Chen slow felt a stab in his neck, instinctively touched it, and looked back.
Xie Qingcheng: "What's wrong?"
Chen slow: "It's nothing... Suddenly I feel a little hairy. Maybe the air conditioner is turned on low."
He sat down beside Xie Qingcheng.
The movie begins.
Unit drama, each small unit is cut into independent stories, but there is a dark thread running through it, connecting the people and things in the story in the end.
The film lasted for two hours, and the students were fascinated, because all the people who participated in the film were from their own school. When encountering some exciting plots, everyone would inevitably have to make fun of the parties involved. Therefore, the theater was much more lively than the normal theater.
He Yu didn't watch the movie much the whole time, and just watched Xie Qingcheng from behind.
He deliberately set the position behind Xie Qingcheng's side, so that he could clearly see Xie Qingcheng's face.
In the flashing of the screen, the hard and cold face seemed to be covered with a veil, and the light of the veil was unpredictable, making Xie Qingcheng's face look like a treasure submerged in water, and the tight skin radiated A touch of softness.
He Yu's Adam's apple moved slightly.
He really doesn't look good.
He thought so.
Seeing an indifferent man so closely is as painful as self-punishment.
But he never looked away, punishing himself very thoroughly.
It was not until Xie Qingcheng looked at the screen and frowned slightly that He Yu realized that he had already appeared on the screen.
His role is not too much. Even less after editing.
"How much do you love me? What will you pay for me?"
On the screen, He Yu and the senior's same-sex couple are talking.
That scene was when Xie Qingcheng once helped He Yu in a scene during rehearsal.
A scene with a kiss scene.
Looking back now, Xie Qingcheng and He Yu felt a little subtle.
At the time, they both felt disgusted even kissing each other...
What about when the movie is released
They have done everything they should not have done.
He Yu looked at Xie Qingcheng and lowered his eyelashes, as if He Yu in the movie evoked a very uncomfortable memory in him, he turned his eyes away.
After a while, he even closed his eyes altogether.
He Yu: "… "
Xie Qingcheng's past time was probably not very good. His cheeks were slightly sunken, and there was some light blue stubble on his chin. He had not shaved particularly cleanly.
He closed his eyes for a while, and nodded slightly forward.
fell asleep...
He Yu sat in the back row and looked at him, feeling sullen, wondering why he could close his eyes even after being so noisy
After about ten minutes, Chen slow seemed to have a plot that he wanted to discuss with Xie Qingcheng, so he turned his head to talk to his brother Xie. As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Xie Qingcheng had a low face, and was already sleeping very deeply.
Chen slow: "..."
The air conditioner in the theater was running low, and he was worried that Xie Qingcheng had just the right fever and his body couldn't stand it.
He felt that his brother Xie was such a strong person, but his physical condition was getting worse and worse in recent years.
I don't know if it's because he smokes too much or he puts too much pressure on his work. Xie Qingcheng has been coughing all the time recently, and his eyesight is not as good as before.
There were even several times when Chen Gan saw that he was reading and wearing glasses on the computer, while Xie Qing had his previous vision, which seemed to be 5.35.1.
Chen slow sighed, gently took off his jacket, and carefully covered Xie Qingcheng.
He Yu looked coldly.
The more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he became, and the more he felt annoyed at being attacked.
However, it didn't take long for Chen Lan to look at Xie Qingcheng and couldn't help but do another thing, which completely broke the string in He Yu's mind.
—Chen slow cautiously, carefully, gently touched Xie Qingcheng's hand on the armchair in the auditorium.
Xie Qingcheng's fingertips moved slightly.
He was vaguely aware of something, but he was too tired, and he had suffered too much for the past few days—
The clues to the cause of his parents' death were interrupted right before his eyes.
Just as he wanted to treat He Yu as his true close friend, He Yu took revenge in such a crazy way.
What happened to Qin Ciyan was like long-deposited silt, but it was stirred up again by the strong wind and waves.
Published private information, splashed bright red paint, innocently implicated neighbors…
In the dark night, the silent eyes of the only friends and relatives around him.
"Brother, can't you even tell us the truth..."
he can not.
With so many things overwhelmed, there is no one in the whole world, in the big world, that he can talk to.
He is a silent keeper, in the great abyss, never caring whether the light will come or not.
These things, such pressure, are stacked together, heaven and earth, except Xie Qingcheng, I am afraid that no one can be as strong as him.
He was very indifferent, very calm, and he no longer felt bitter or aggrieved.
He doesn't even feel alone.
For so long, he never shed a single tear easily. The dead straight man cancer has a very gender-fixed concept. He believes that weakness is a woman's business, and the waste of men's business has nothing to do with him.
He hardly felt any pain.
But he is flesh and blood, at least he will feel tired.
He was too tired, so when Chen Gan touched his hand, he just instinctively moved his fingertips.
Xie Qingcheng did not wake up.
Chen slow stopped watching movies, and just looked at him like that, with all kinds of feelings surging in his heart. There happens to be a section in "All kinds of sick people" that reflects same-sex feelings, which is the section played by He Yu.
Chen Gan was very touched when he saw it. He felt that the reality was very similar to the one played in that film, and it was indeed extremely difficult to express the good feelings between the same sex. He likes Xie Qingcheng, but dare not say it.
At this moment, because of Xie Qingcheng's deep sleep and because the movie touched his heart, Chen Wan was somewhat tempted. He lowered his head, held his breath, and put his hand on the back of the man's hand.
Fingers folded.
The palms clasped the backs of the hands.
That was what He Yu had done to Xie Qingcheng in bed.
He Yu seemed to be completely melted into the darkness, only the skin was pale.
He was wearing a mask, and no one could see his complete face, and his emotions were like an overturned paint box.
He didn't even want to look at Chen slow, it was ridiculous, what rubbish, lustful! A homosexual, why didn't he see it in the cafeteria
How old is this policeman? Twenty? Like Xie Qingcheng, doesn't he think his taste is too heavy
And they are both male.
It's disgusting...!
And Xie Qingcheng.
Aren't you always alert? Did you fall asleep
You can't even feel it when someone touches your hands like this, you rubbish!
He Yu's mentality has been distorted to the point of Munch's style.
Without saying a word, he stared at Xie Qingcheng's sleeping face and Xie Qingcheng's hand held by Chen Gan.
Then-
He couldn't take it anymore.
Seeing Chen slow looking at Xie Qingcheng fascinatedly, he turned his face away, getting closer and closer to the man's face, which was covered with a light blue halo by the screen light...
If you sleep again, you are an idiot!
He Yunu came from it, how could he still sit still, grabbed the ice lemon soda he brought from his seat, and, without saying a word, poured it directly according to Xie Qingcheng! !
Chen slow: "...!!"
Xie Qingcheng: "…"
Chen Slow's approach to Xie Qingcheng was interrupted, and he immediately sat up straight, his face red and white, white and green.
And Xie Qingcheng didn't know what happened at all. He slept well before being drenched in a bottle of soda water by his head and face, which made him feel cold for a while.
No matter how good-tempered the little policeman was, he couldn't bear it anymore. He turned around and said angrily, "What's the matter with you? What are you doing?!"
The brim of He Yu's hat was lowered very low, his long legs folded behind him, and he said indifferently and gracefully, "I'm sorry, I didn't hold it steady."
His voice was light, and the scene was chaotic, mixed with the movement in the movie, neither Xie Qingcheng nor Chen Gan noticed his identity.
Chen slow frowned and said to He Yu, "Look at him! He's soaking wet!"
"...Forget it, it's fine." Xie Qingcheng has always been relatively calm. Since it was the careless behavior of the students in the back seat, it was useless to get angry.
But he was really soaked, and Chen Gan was fine sitting next to him. The student's water was sprinkled on him alone, and not a drop was wasted.
Xie Qingcheng looked at his wet shirt and autumn coat, sighed, lowered his head and said to Chen Shan, "I'll go to the backstage to find Xie Xue to borrow an air dryer. Sit and see for yourself."
Then he left.
He Yu watched his figure grow farther and farther in the darkness, and finally disappeared at the safe exit connected to the backstage of the stage. He sat quietly for a while, but got up quietly and followed.
Xie Qingcheng borrowed the backstage dressing room.
If the Shanghai Grand Theater is performing a drama, it will be a busy scene of people coming and going, but this time it is a movie, and the dressing room is vacant and no one is there.
Xie Qingcheng went to Xie Xue and took the key. Xie Xue was surprised: "Brother, why are you so wet?"
"...The student in the back row accidentally overturned the water, it's fine. I'll go and borrow a hairdryer."
"Oh, well, there are several hair dryers. The fixed one in the locker room is the best one. Go and have a look."
Xie Qingcheng went in.
There are three locker rooms inside, all with wall-mounted hair dryers. Shanghai University was renovated a few years ago. The principal even installed a sensor light in the locker room. When Xie Qingcheng opened the curtain and walked in, he saw a brass-colored light. Light up, the mirror surface is bright and clear.
Really embarrassed enough, not only the clothes are wet, but also the hair is soaked.
Xie Qingcheng pulled the red velvet curtain and unbuttoned his soaked jacket.
The man in the mirror was tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and the soaked shirt clinging to his slender figure. But for a while, he was really haggard. After the shirt was fully unbuttoned, he could see that he had lost too much weight, and his skin was so pale that it was almost transparent. There was almost no blood on his body, even his lips. The colors are pale.
There is a round-style changing chair in the locker room, which is used when people put on shoes and change clothes, but Xie Qingcheng is used to being tight, and he prefers to stand, so he just stands there and turns on the hair dryer and blows his own hair. Short hair and a wet shirt.
The noise was so loud that he didn't hear someone coming.
Until the red velvet was lifted, the welcome sensor light flashed on again.
Xie Qingcheng turned his head abruptly and met He Yu's eyes.
"Xie Qingcheng."
He Yu said softly.
He had already taken off his hat and mask, revealing a very handsome but very sinister face. The boys are dressed simply, in autumn casual shirts, jeans, and even sneakers.
Xie Qingcheng looked at him from head to toe, and suddenly understood—
"...It was you just now?!"
He Yu smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes.
He squeezed into the dressing room, grabbed Xie Qingcheng's hand, and shoved him against the dressing mirror.
"It's me, but unfortunately you found out too late."