He was completely heterosexual and forgot to release himself from Xie Qingcheng's number blacklist.
Later, he met Xie Qingcheng many times, and each time he just wanted to hug Xie Qingcheng and hug him, and every time he got home, he suddenly remembered - oops, I forgot to add it back to WeChat.
In fact, He Yu can directly use black technology to add Xie Qingcheng back to his address book.
But he didn't do that, because he felt that doing so would lose the meaning of adding the other party.
And Xie Qing's attitude towards him made him a little uncomfortable. He seldom even scolded him. He just slept with him like a businessman, like going to work, like dealing with Party A, and then ignoring him.
In other words, it is rare to ignore him.
He Yu was obsessed with sex at first, but gradually felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't know where Xie Qingcheng had gone before. He wanted to dig out some shadows from his body that Xie Qingcheng used to control him and scold him. .
Even if it is to deceive him, it can make him drink poison to quench his thirst.
But Xie Qingcheng did not.
Xie Qingcheng did not lie to He Yu anymore.
But in Xie Qingcheng's eyes, there was no He Yu anymore.
The young man's heart and desire were gradually unsatisfied. He seemed to have a man who treated him truthfully, but he didn't seem to have it.
This relationship went on in a turbulent way for a while.
At the end of the semester, Professor Xie was reinstated.
At this time, winter has come, more than two months have passed since the incident of the radio and television tower, Qin Ciyan's turmoil gradually passed, and the school quietly brought Xie Qing back to the podium. With the newly bought bicycle, he passed through two colleges and universities with slight snow, and came to the door of the faculty dormitory of the Medical University.
This is the first time that He Yu went to see Xie Qingcheng after his reinstatement.
Reinstatement is a good thing, and He Yu thinks Xie Qingcheng may feel better. He then went upstairs in three steps and two steps, breathing hot air, the keys twirling briskly between his fingers.
"Xie Qingcheng."
Xie Qingcheng was not there, but a female teacher happened to come downstairs.
"Are you looking for Professor Xie?" The female teacher looked at He Yu, who was standing in front of Xie Qingcheng's door, and regarded him as a scholar who sought truth and goodness in her school, Chengmen Lixue.
She said: "Go to the library and look for it. The air-conditioning and heating in this broken dormitory is not good in winter. He may prepare lessons in the library."
He Yu went.
In fact, this is the beginning of winter, but the lead-grey sky is already snowing. This year's winter in Jiangnan is extraordinarily cold and long.
There were a lot of people in the study room, and he had to find a remote place by the window on the third floor before he saw the silhouette of Professor Xie Qingjun. He has lost a bit of weight recently, perhaps because of his age and lack of exercise. He always stays up late to do research because of his exhaustion, as if there is an endless amount of research to be done. It's strange, how does he have so many papers to write and organize
And now Xie Qingcheng's health is getting worse and worse, He Yu walked over and saw that he had been coughing gently.
There was a thermos cup on the desk. Xie Qingcheng had a bad cough. He wanted to pour a lid of warm water for himself, but when he poured the cup, he realized that the water was gone. Start writing and continue to write something in the book.
The tip of the pen rustled across the page.
But after a while, he stopped - a disposable cup filled with hot water was placed in front of him.
He raised his head and bumped into He Yu's almond eyes. The boy had just drawn him water from the water dispenser in the library, then pulled up a chair and sat down opposite him.
Xie Qingcheng looked indifferent, packed up his books and notebooks and prepared to leave.
The notebook was snapped by He Yu.
"Where are you going? Nowhere else."
Xie Qingcheng originally wanted to go back to the dormitory, but then he thought, in the library, this neurotic won't go crazy.
He sat down again with a sullen face.
He Yu was wearing a white cashmere winter coat today, carrying a one-shoulder canvas schoolbag, and wrapping a wide warm scarf. His sharp jaw and thin, slightly ruffian lips were covered, revealing only a pair of dogs. Almond eyes. He looks no different from the well-known academic masters of the Medical University, because he has a wide forehead and dark eyebrows, and the bridge of his nose is erect, and he even looks more lovable.
Very gentle look.
But Xie Qingcheng knew that it was a complete illusion. This person is sick, with gangrene attached to the bone, which cannot be removed.
Also mad at himself.
"Xie Qingcheng, I wanted to ask you last time." He Yu didn't feel that he was hated at all. He sat calmly in front of Xie Qingcheng and played with Xie Qingcheng's pen, "Why are you wearing glasses?"
"Naturally it's because I've seen too many disgusting things and I'm blind."
He Yu didn't care and smiled: "How much myopia?"
Xie Qingcheng ignored him and kept his head down to write.
Unexpectedly, the young man's hand reached out, took off his glasses from the bridge of his nose, and gestured in front of his eyes.
"So dizzy. Why is it so powerful, you used to have good eyesight."
Xie Qingcheng took the glasses back, put a pestle on his face, and said, "What does this have to do with you."
But Xie Qingcheng's use of eyes is too useless and restrained, He Yu knows.
He had to read a lot of tomes a day, and those books were often small and small, obscure and difficult, and a normal person could meet Duke Zhou in less than three lines.
He Yu didn't understand why, given his academic status, he was a leader at a young age, but he still had to do research in such a race against time. Others may think that Xie Qingcheng was naturally interested in medicine and would not learn to die in a day, but He Yu knew that Xie Qingcheng's original dream was not to join Xinglin.
He should be less obsessed with medicine.
Then maybe it's...
"Do you enjoy teaching?"
Xie Qingcheng didn't raise his head: "I like money."
He was listing a series of formulas. He might think that the formulas were much prettier than He Yu, and after that, he didn't plan to pay any attention to He Yu at all.
The library asked for silence, and He Yu couldn't keep talking to Xie Qingcheng, so he didn't speak any more, so that the medical students who were reading at night with lights around would have criticism. He took a copy of "Rescue the Cat" from his schoolbag and flipped through it boredly, while reflecting on why he was a good student at the Shanghai University Art Institute, why he was wasting time in the strict library of the Medical University.
He raised his eyes, and then caught sight of Xie Qingcheng's mobile phone beside him.
When he brought people's mobile phone over, he kept observing Xie Qingcheng's reaction, but Xie Qingcheng was so absorbed in writing his lesson plan that he didn't notice that He Yu took his communication tool.
He Yu wondered inexplicably, would he not notice if he kissed him at this time
Thinking like this, he felt a little twitchy in his heart, but because he was surrounded by students, he didn't have the nerve to notice the bright side, so he put out the weak flame.
He took Xie Qingcheng's phone and unlocked it.
This time he remembered to add WeChat in person.
The password is very simple, nothing more than 12345. After the screen was turned on, He Yu took his WeChat to scan his QR code and added himself back.
After doing all this, he found that Xie Qingcheng still didn't respond, and was a little disappointed.
He really wanted to provoke Xie Qingcheng to be angry with him, so Xie Qingcheng couldn't hold it so clearly.
So he thought about it, and modified his remarks on Xie Qingcheng's mobile phone: "A man with rich experience and good skills."
save.
After exiting to take a look, he felt that he was not the first in the address book, and even ranked behind Chen Wan, so he thought about it and edited the remarks.
"Ah, an experienced, skilled and handsome man."
A starts, and the first one gets what you want.
After doing all this, he took his mobile phone and sent Xie Qingcheng an emoji he made when he was bored. The emoji was also very good. A selfie of myself leaning on the pillow P together.
He thought the picture was pretty and harmonious, and added some floating translucent jellyfish special effects, plus the earthy text good morning.
"Ding dong."
The sound of the news made Xie Qingcheng come back to his senses. He found the phone in He Yu's hand and snatched it away with a sullen face: "What are you doing?"
He Yu didn't speak, let him take the mobile phone from his hand, looked at him, and finally got his wish to see Xie Qingcheng's face turned from white to blue after seeing the notes and emojis. Although Xie Qingcheng has already seen this photo, but now I am shocked to see such a stupid photo emoji package and such a stupid remark.
"He Yu!"
Fierce tone.
He Yu was very happy: "Professor pay attention to the occasion, you should concentrate on reading. I will play with my phone in silence."
After speaking, Xie Qingcheng calmly picked up his mobile phone and crossed over to fight the zombies under Xie Qingcheng's fierce eyes.
Xie Qing's face was as heavy as iron, he deleted the stupid emoji, got up suddenly, packed his books and prepared to leave.
He Yu's long legs are on the table
Xie Qingcheng ignored him.
He Yu became more gentle, and said a few words in a soft voice: "You still want to go home."
Xie Qingcheng looked like he was not far from the outbreak, but he finally weighed the pros and cons, clenched his back molars tightly, and sat down again. But he was no longer in the mood to read, so he closed the notebook and turned his head to look out the window.
The first snow is like fluttering, and the beauty is beautiful, but like He Yu, it is a beautiful and piercing thing.
He Yu just took care of himself playing games.
After the two rounds, he was about to chat with Xie Qingcheng for a few more words, when suddenly two girls from the medical university approached their table hesitantly, but they were not asking questions at the professor, but—
"Please, are you He Yu?"
"What's wrong?"
When they met his eyes, the two girls immediately blushed like boiled shrimp.
"We... We watched the school drama "Sick Student" and thought you were so handsome. I wanted to ask you, can you... "
"Can you sign us both?"
"Can it be in my notebook?"
"I want to sign my book bag..."
He Yu paused for a moment, and finally he smiled and looked at Xie Qingcheng: "—Professor Xie, can you lend me a pen?"
"I have a pen I have a pen!"
"Me too! Do you want a ballpoint pen or a fountain pen?"
He Yu, however, only looked at Xie Qingcheng, and smiled with thin lips. He was naturally proud and gentle: "I want a pen."
Few people carry pens these days.
But Xie Qingcheng had one on hand.
The two girls are not Xie Qingcheng's students, but Xie Qingcheng is also a well-known figure in the Medical University. They recognized it, so they said hesitantly: "Professor Xie, can you..."
"Borrow, borrow your pen?" Another bolder person followed up with her companion.
Xie Qingcheng and He Yu's eyes met silently, Xie Qingcheng just wanted to say no, but he felt that this would lead to a lot of nonsense with He Yu, so he said coldly:
"… OK. Take it."
"Thank you! Thank you!" The girl excitedly held his old man's signature pen and handed it to He Yu diligently.
He Yu saw that Xie Qingcheng was no longer enthusiastic about living people, and his smile faded. He deliberately wanted to provoke him, so he took the pen, but gave it to Xie Qingcheng with deep eyes: "Professor Xie, can you? Dip me some ink? More, don't be too dry."
"… "
He thought that Xie Qingcheng should have refused this time.
Unexpectedly, Xie Qingcheng glanced at him with a cold face, unscrewed the ink bottle without any expression, drew some blue ink, and threw it to He Yu: "Take it."
"..." He was indifferent, he didn't care, and He Yu's heart was blocked.
The young man didn't smile at all. He took it over and touched Xie Qingcheng's finger with his fingers, "Thank you."
The two girls got He Yu's signature and held them on their chests as if they were treasures. The good girlfriends exchanged a look of excitement that could not be concealed, and gathered up their courage again—
"That-"
"Then can we add a WeChat?"
Although Xie Qingcheng ignored them, he was not deaf, and these conversations were all heard in his ears.
He thought that He Yu's politeness, which was so fake it couldn't be faked, was bound to agree to the girls' small request. But I didn't expect that He Yu didn't nod this time, but politely rejected them.
The girls were a little disappointed, but looked at the signature in their arms and rejoiced.
The two thanked He Yu and left happily.
Xie Qingcheng did not raise his head to write the thesis: "Why did you reject them?"
He Yu was so excited when he asked these very light words, like a little dragon who regained his energy, his invisible tails were waving: "Ah, why should I promise them?"
"You enjoy it."
"You only look at the appearance." He Yu paused, "I only add people who can bring me fun."
Xie Qing said lightly: "Then you can delete me too."
He Yu stared at him for a while, then really turned on his mobile phone again in front of him, opened the communication software, and then—
Under Xie Qingcheng's gaze, he marked Xie Qingcheng with a sticker.
Xie Qingcheng: "…"
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