Although Chen Man was worried, he never dared to disobey Xie Qingcheng, so he left.
Xie Qingcheng came to the door and stood in front of He Yu.
He Yu was still wearing the attire when accepting the award, the uniform of Shanghai University students with medals.
Xie Qingcheng glanced at it: "I really want to congratulate you. President of the Boys Student Union."
He Yu: "… "
"What else do you want to say."
What does he have to say
Of course, it is impossible to look like a resentful woman and ask the man why he deleted himself.
But after digging three feet, I couldn't find any suitable reason.
He Yu didn't answer, but Xie Qingcheng slowly narrowed his eyes and tried to grab him.
That kind of eyes made He Yu feel annoyed and uneasy - as long as he deceived Xie Qingcheng, or had something hidden from Xie Qingcheng, Xie Qingcheng would look at him with such eyes. And he rarely gets this kind of eyes from others that will penetrate him like X-rays.
He was instinctively restless.
With his eyes, he touched Xie Qingcheng's face, to the collar of the bathrobe, to the drops of water running down his black hair.
Chen Slow didn't know why Xie Qingcheng had to take a shower as soon as he got home.
But He Yu knew it well.
It was because he understood so well that he felt very uncomfortable - Xie Qingcheng had promised him, they would inevitably entangle in the future, was he so eager to wash away the traces he left behind
And Xie Qingcheng also allowed Chen slow to go home with him.
Even... Even Xie Qingcheng was so reassured and so casual about Chen Wan, that Chen Wan was at home, and he could take a bath by himself.
Xie Qingcheng didn't believe what he said at all.
The word Chen slow suddenly became gangrene, which made He Yu tortured, and his eyes were stained with a rust color: "What about him? What is he doing here?"
Xie Qingcheng suddenly became a little angry.
In fact, Chen slow to come, just because he dropped some debriefing reports at Xie Qingcheng's house before, and came to pick them up. Xie Qingcheng was not defensive against Chen slow, and besides, the house was too small, he was worried that at such a close distance, Chen slow would perceive the smell in him that did not belong to him.
So even though Chen was slow, he insisted on taking a bath first to wash those things out of his body.
How did He Yu feel so dirty in his mouth
Xie Qingcheng's eyes froze: "You are sick, He Yu, what does he have to do with you here?"
"It doesn't matter."
"Who is he to me, and who are you to me?"
"...I don't know who he is..." He Yu said in silence for a while.
"But who am I..." He Yu's expression became extremely gloomy, and the comfort he felt more than half an hour ago seemed to be a matter of his previous life, and the kind of sickness that Xie Qingcheng was familiar with was caught in his eyes again. "Did you forget to clean it after you washed it?"
"You promised me yourself, you just promised me."
Xie Qingcheng stared at He Yu with almost no warmth in his eyes. Under such sharp eyes, any behavior seemed worthless.
Xie Qingcheng had a stress reaction after having a relationship with He Yu for the first time, but he was not a waste. Once he readjusted his mentality and stood up, his inner strength would make any harm almost ineffective in front of him.
"...Listen to He Yu, I promised you, and that's what I promised you about in bed. When you get out of bed, you are nothing. The two of us have nothing to do with each other now."
As he spoke, the placket of his clothes spread out a little, revealing the peach blossoms condensed under the ice.
Yaoyan, but extremely cold.
There is no vitality of life.
A drop of water fell, sliding down the curvature of Xie Qing's face, to the lower jaw, and slipped into the side of the neck, He Yu's line of sight followed the trace of the water drop calmly.
Snaking wet until the collarbone…
Xie Qingcheng coldly adjusted the bathrobe, interrupting his rash gaze.
He Yu raised his head again and faced the two extremely cold Peach Blossom Lake.
"If you don't have anything to do, just go. It's not like you've tasted something new, and you'll go on and on." Xie Qingcheng stabbed him every word and sentence, "what's the difference between that and a beast. —"
He paused: "Very unfamiliar."
He Yu's expression became ugly. On the one hand, he didn't seem to want to admit that he was really ignorant in front of this man, so he even lied to Xie Qingcheng before saying that it was not the first time, and Xie Qingcheng didn't make him feel the best. that one.
But on the other hand, he also knew that Xie Qingcheng had seen his bullshit early on. When they were in the clubhouse, he was so impatient and couldn't get to the point. , still do not know what to do, grinding for a long time.
Xie Qingcheng is not a virgin, how could he not see that this young man is trying to make up for his own face.
"… "
He Yu stared at Xie Qingcheng's face still stained with drops of water, and said angrily, "I'm looking for you this time, not for that."
"Rare." Xie Qingcheng said, "What is that for?"
But at this moment, He Yu couldn't even admit that he came to him because of the deletion, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing.
So He Yu casually talked nonsense.
"Because I'm sick."
"… "
He Yu said, "I'm sick, I want you to show me."
"… "
"Do you remember that you were a doctor, Xie Qingcheng?"
It was good that he didn't mention this, but when he mentioned it, Xie Qingcheng felt extremely annoyed.
If he didn't remember, he should have made a clean break with He Yu long ago. How far away would he be, where would there be such a mess? So after a short silence, Xie Qingcheng raised his hand on the door frame and narrowed his eyes. He finally became less calm. Under the broken marks of the icy mask, he showed a very fierce face.
"I remember it very well."
The anger that had been backlogged for too long suddenly came pouring out at this moment, Xie Qingcheng grabbed He Yu's cheek abruptly, and supported the door frame with his other elbow.
His voice was very low, but the strength of each word seemed to be able to smash the human skin off the beast He Yu, and then threw it on the ground dripping with blood.
"But hopefully you can also remember that I left my job four years ago."
"It has nothing to do with me when you are sick." The low voice was beside He Yu's ear, with a scorching heat, but it was a sentence that fell straight off the ice, "But if you die, you can tell me in a dream. Me, if I'm in a good mood, maybe I'll go to your grave and give you a stick of incense. Beast."
Saying that, he straightened up and patted He Yu's cheek.
"get out."
Before he finished speaking, his pupils shrank suddenly.
Unexpectedly, He Yu bit his fingertips fiercely, blood stained between his teeth—
"Xie Qingcheng." He Yu stared at the man's face, his tongue swept across Xie Qingcheng's fingertips.
Xie Qingcheng drew his hand with a sullen face, but He Yu's wrist was suddenly grabbed by He Yu.
He Yu lowered his head and glanced at the cursed tattoo that appeared repeatedly in his spring dreams, and then licked his bloody lips, just for disgust Xie Qingcheng's tongue aftertaste: "Your blood is sweet. ."
Xie Qingcheng was about to slap him, afraid that the noise would attract the neighbors, so he whispered, "Let go."
He Yu didn't let go, but he clenched it even tighter, and under the stalemate with Xie Qingcheng, he secretly raised Xie Qingcheng's wrist with yin strength.
He lowered his head, but his eyes floated upwards, staring at Xie Qingcheng's face at the entrance of the old house where the light was not too bright.
He Yu seemed to want to savagely penetrate Xie Qingcheng's body with all the anger and heat that could not be relieved after he started eating meat. He lifted Xie Qingcheng's wrist to expose his inner tattoo, and then read the people's tenderness there. The inside of his wrist, biting down hard.
Like poison juice.
Xie Qingcheng's face was tense, and his hands were sore and numb, but he couldn't make a sound, he could only stare at each other with He Yu's eyes in the dimness, arguing.
"You remember. Xie Qingcheng." He Yu finally let go and threw Xie Qingcheng's arm, "You are my father's old friend, my personal doctor, or the person I slept with. It must be different. Don't let me hear you again in the future, who am I to you."
His blood seemed to satisfy him, and he seemed to be more thirsty.
"And—don't get so close to Chen slow anymore. Because he's a disgusting gay, he just has that nasty and dirty mind for you."
Xie Qingcheng stared at him for a while with good eyes, and then said with great disgust, "He Yu, are you qualified to speak to others now?"
"Why can't I say it?"
"Don't you feel guilty? Who is gay? Aren't you? What face do you have to say Chen slow? Think for yourself what face you have!"
He Yu seemed to have been slapped hard, his cheeks twitched slightly, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and there was still some undried blood.
His face was so blue that he wanted to tell Xie Qingcheng that it was completely different. I didn't do that thing with you because I liked you, but just because I felt good. If I didn't like you, I wouldn't be in love. gay.
But his lips only moved once, and Xie Qingcheng pushed him out of the door: "Go away. Go away."
"I'm not going. You promised to continue with me—"
"Yes, I promised you. But now I'm tired and need to rest. Your night service is over, understand? Don't take yourself too seriously."
He Yu: "... What night service! It's mutual therapy—"
Xie Qingcheng looked gloomy: "then today's treatment is over, I feel very good now, very good, can you go away as a barefoot gentleman?"
Then he will close the door.
He closed the door tightly in front of He Yu.
The door was stubbornly blocked by He Yu.
"Xie Qingcheng, don't force me..."
Xie Qingcheng didn't say a word, he just closed the door with great strength. He Yu's fingers were clipped with a red mark on the door frame. In the silent confrontation, the back of He Yu's hand was even cut, and blood began to ooze.
But he didn't seem to feel it, looking at Xie Qingcheng.
His patience was exhausted in such a dispute, and now he is approaching madness, and he can't be coaxed or persuaded. Xie Qingcheng still refuses to scold him. What do you want him to do
He Yu could only take off his mask, revealing
The tone was so gentle that it was morbid and creepy: "Okay. Very good. You trust him so much, trust your police officer Chen, don't you?"
Xie Qingcheng said: "He is at least normal than you."
He Yu suddenly bent his elbow to open the door, and then raised his hand, his bloody fingers pressed against Xie Qingcheng's chest.
He approached him and whispered in his ear: "It's okay, you don't think I'm normal, don't you think I'm not normal, I'm used to it anyway, I've heard your sincere words in the video, your hypocrisy, I I’ve seen it a long time ago. I don’t care what I look like in your eyes, anyway, no one has ever truly loved me and seen me as an equal…”
The voice line was even more soft, as if it was about to turn into a silk thread, soft but cold, to wrap Xie Qingcheng's neck.
"I'm used to it."
He suddenly exerted strength on his hands and pushed Xie Qingcheng into the room. The iron and wooden doors were slammed shut behind them. He Yu was very considerate, but he remembered to lock the door.
Just when he locked the door, he vented and started to press Xie Qingcheng against the door panel to kiss.
Xie Qingcheng really didn't expect him to have such physical strength.
How long has this been entangled
"He Yu! Don't go crazy here! Xie Xue she might come back... "
Even Xie Xue was no longer He Yu's safe word. He just paused for a moment, and then he gave Xie Qing the answer - he pressed him on the desk, and the half-written papers on the table were scattered on the floor. .
What's wrong to mention, thank Xie Xue
He Yu's eyes were cold, and the old scar on his heart seemed to have been torn and blood was oozing out, so he bit Xie Qingcheng's side neck more fiercely, as if he was desperate for some kind of medicine to stop the bleeding.
Yes, in his life, Xie Qingcheng is like medicine, which can always suppress something, and like a cold prosthesis, which can always fill in something.
It used to be to fill his missing family affection.
Now can also fill his craving for love.
Although Xie Qingcheng was not the same as the person he had expected, Xie Qingcheng was neither gentle nor kind to him. He was with him, like looking for someone who could barely make up for the leaks. It's like a fake tooth, a new piece of metal filled after a painful arm is lost. Although it is always a little incomplete, it can at least replace those deadly holes.
Something is better than nothing.
He Yu thought like this, and in the dark, whispered to Xie Qing: "She has something to do, she won't come back."
"You stay with me."
The voice is calm, not only like a madman, but lonely and paranoid to the extreme, the answer is self-defeating, like madness and begging.
It is daylight outside the window. But the boy said-
"It's getting dark, Xie Qingcheng. Don't drive me away."
"I really have nowhere to go."