"Does Chen Gongzi think he is useful?"
Chen Shan felt that his tone was not good, but he didn't understand why, so he frowned: "You misunderstood, Brother Xie is not my personal doctor, he has always been my friend."
He Yu smiled, eyes like ice, and said nothing.
Chen slow still looked at him inexplicably: "I remember that you are also a friend of Brother Xie."
He Yu smiled more gracefully.
He was tormented in his heart, in fact, he really wanted to drag Xie Qingcheng over, push the man against the wall and kiss him in revenge in front of Chen Shan, and smear Xie Qingcheng in front of everyone.
But his self-esteem stung by Xie Qingcheng prevented him from doing such a thing in front of others.
He even said very plainly, with some contempt: "Just kidding, me and him, we are just partners."
With Hu Yi there, none of the three could talk more, and each went back to the room with their own thoughts.
But as soon as he returned to the room, He Yu couldn't hold back.
He sat on the sofa for a while, but couldn't get rid of the boredom in his heart, and finally he went downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes.
Marlboro, Xie Qingcheng's recent favorite.
He Yu stood on the side of the road, holding a cigarette in his slender hands, slowly, gracefully and morbidly smoking a whole cigarette. His eyes dimmed with the light of the cigarette butt.
After he returned to his room again, he contacted the chief production assistant to change his room to Chen Man and Xie Qingcheng next door.
"It turned out that the room was too close to the equipment in the computer room, and I couldn't sleep."
The assistant didn't dare to slack off, and immediately changed Boss He a room without stopping.
He Yu still thought it was not enough, looked at the layout of the room, and abruptly moved the bed to the wall next to Xie Qingcheng's room, then he fell down on the bed, closed his eyes and bit himself with dark emotions. After a long time, he picked up his mobile phone and made a voice call to Xie Qingcheng who was separated by a wall.
The hotel's sound insulation is not very good. He Yu was lying against the wall, and he could vaguely hear the ringing of Xie Qingcheng's mobile phone next door.
It was also accompanied by Chen slow's voice: "Brother, your phone!"
Then there was Xie Qingcheng's voice, which was a little far away, very cold and calm, so that He Yu couldn't hear what he said.
But obviously, he didn't pick up in the end.
He didn't answer, and He Yu continued to call.
Chen slow: "Brother, he's calling again..."
Xie Qingcheng still didn't answer.
After the third call, He Yu finally heard Xie Qingcheng's footsteps from far to near, and then the call was finally connected.
Just as He Yu was about to speak, Xie Qingcheng had already set the call to one-way silent mode, so that he would not have to hear He Yu's voice, and then he threw the phone directly to the TV:
"City/committee/secretary xxx, went to the nursing home in xx district yesterday to visit the local empty-nesters..."
He Yu: "… "
It seems that Xie Qingcheng intends to let him listen to the nightly news all night, and let the news that exudes the light of justice wash his dirty soul.
But despite the magic sound piercing his ears, He Yu still didn't hang up.
Because he could hear the conversation between Xie Qingcheng and Chen Man.
"Brother, why don't I go and tell him, it's not good for you to be cold like this..."
"No need to."
"...What's wrong with you? Wasn't it fine before?"
"Go wash up, Chen slow." Xie Qingcheng didn't answer his question, "Go to bed early, and tomorrow you have to go to the scene to watch their police station scene."
Young Master Chen is so good. He Yu didn't even say a word when he heard him. He just sat in silence for a while, and then a rustling voice came from his earphones. Chen slow went to the bathroom. Close the door.
He Yu lay on the bed and listened quietly. Although he usually doesn't have bangs, his hair is black and soft.
The news has been released, and Xie Qingcheng has not spoken.
He Yu still didn't hang up.
The teenager looked at the ceiling, and the content played in the earphones had ranged from city/committee/secretary visiting lonely and widowed elderly, to a pet dog in a certain community learning to go out with a basket in his mouth to buy food for the owner.
He just listened without saying a word.
He Yu can't tell how he feels right now, he has been accumulating heavy blocks in his heart, and now he knows Chen Wan's identity, what Xie Qingcheng has been doing these days, and who he is with , This kind of block is like a plant with thick roots that pierce deep into the blood vessels of his heart.
He didn't understand why he cared so much, what was Xie Qingcheng, he was just a sleeper to him.
I'm just taking pictures for a while now, I've tasted enough, and sooner or later I'll get tired of it.
But the phone just won't hang up.
"Fujing puree, authentic wine..."
On the other side, there are already advertisements.
He Yu heard the sound of Xie Qingcheng getting out of bed and approaching, and then picked up the mobile phone lying beside the TV.
A brief silence.
Maybe Xie Qingcheng didn't expect that He Yu could listen to the TV news patiently for so long. When he saw that the voice call was still going on, he was really silent for a while, and there was no other sound on the phone.
Then He Yu heard Xie Qingcheng say something to him:
"What the hell do you want to do?"
He Yu couldn't answer.
He stared darkly at the ceiling, picked up the phone, and brought it to his lips.
"Xie Qingcheng," he said.
"… "
"An ugly old man like you, second marriage, no money, no mood, and poor health. The third generation of the popular family doesn't look down on you. If you are with him, you are a fool."
He didn't know how distorted he was to be so sour enough to say such a thing. He also didn't know if Xie Qingcheng had heard these words or if he had unblocked the mute on his side.
But Xie Qingcheng finally hung up the voice.
When He Yu called him again, he had already turned off the phone.
After tossing and turning for a long time, He Yu didn't sleep well. He rested his arms behind his head and stared at the ceiling with a pair of almond eyes. There were occasional vehicles passing by outside the window.
And he fell like a whale, sinking into the deep sea like a corpse.
He felt that his heart had rotted, unlike the time in Hangzhou, he could still feel the pain.
He was cold all over.
As if numb.
Gradually, the night fell silent.
Two girls passed through the corridor on the seventh floor of the hotel and happened to pass by He Yu's door.
He Yu, who was lying in the room and still had not fallen asleep, could hear their conversation.
"Today's event was very interesting..."
"Yeah... hey, what's that?"
The girls saw at the end of the hotel corridor, a glass cabinet about two meters high. But that thing doesn't look exactly like a cabinet, more like a capsule compartment.
The lights in the aisle were dim, and there was a large cloud of shadows in the glass cabinet. When the two girls returned at night, they felt like a human figure.
"what…!!!"
"This is… "
"Yes, there are dead people!"
"There are dead people in the glass case!!!"
This call was incredible, He Yu woke up from depression, got up from the bed, opened the door and walked out.
The two girls were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and when they saw a tall and young little brother appeared, they staggered and ran towards He Yu. While running, he pointed in the opposite direction: "There—there is a dead man! In the closet!"
Maybe their screams were too loud, and after a while, the door next to He Yu also opened.
Xie Qingcheng walked out.
He Yu looked at the man who had been harassing him a few hours ago, and Xie Qingcheng turned his eyes away.
Chen slow also ran from the house to the outside: "What's the situation? What happened?"
Girl: "Then, in that cabinet... all the way... just like that... just standing there... not moving... it must be dead..."
She turned pale with fright, and, like her companions, was soon unable to speak coherently.
Xie Qingcheng: "I'll go take a look."
He walked over, and He Yu originally wanted to follow him, but Chen Slow walked faster than him, and He Yu didn't want to go any further when he saw that Chen Slow was gone. He stood in the distance with his arms crossed and his face sullen.
Xie Qingcheng took a closer look and it became clear.
He turned back to the two girls and said, "It's alright, props."
Girl: "Ah...?"
"The props of the "Judgment" crew will be used for filming in a few days." Xie Qingcheng took a mobile phone flashlight and took a picture of the inside of the cabinet.
Sure enough, with the clear light of the mobile phone, the girls could see that what was standing in the glass cabinet was just a realistic silicone dummy.
While the girls breathed a sigh of relief, they were a little annoyed and a little funny: "Who left this prop here?"
"Yeah, it's too immoral."
Chen Man: "The 8th floor is the workshop of Fuhua Dao. It may be the samples that were shipped. It's here for the time being."
The girls then patted their chests and walked away with lingering fears.
Xie Qingcheng took a look at the dummy in the glass cabinet and felt that the dummy made him uncomfortable, probably because of the uncanny valley effect. The dummy was so realistic that it was terrifying.
He turned his eyes away and walked into the room.
The moment he turned around, he saw that He Yu had already returned to the next room. It seemed that in front of Chen Shan, he didn't even want to talk to him any more.
He Yu's door was locked with a click.
Xie Qingcheng felt relaxed, but less than a minute later, his phone suddenly vibrated.
Sender: He Yu
Message content: Xie Qingcheng, he is gay, let me remind you one last time. And you are very unsuitable. You are married for the second time, he is only in his twenties, you have no money and no status, and his grandfather is a political commissar Wang, you are not worthy of anything, why does he like you? Don't go back and be deceived by him and count the money back to him. Wake up early.
"… "
Xie Qingcheng felt that something was wrong with him, so he deleted the news, went back to the house, and closed his own door.
None of them saw that behind the glass cabinet, in the shadow of the stairs, stood a terrifying man in a black raincoat and rain boots. The man was hiding in the shadows, half-hidden under the raincoat, holding a knife...
"It's cheap for you." The raincoat man muttered to himself gloomily, "I wanted to do it tonight. If it hadn't suddenly changed the target to a bigger one..."
He giggled twice and slowly retracted the knife.
"Forget it, no 'fishing' tonight."
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The first day of filming of "The Trial" was not very smooth. There were unexpected situations in several places, and there were certain problems in the performance of the actors. The main creators of this kind of film are really old artists, very serious and unwilling to downgrade themselves. , After several polishing, the sky was already dark, and the time for the show was missed.
"Looks like it's going to be late tonight." The groundskeeper sighed while sitting on the light box.
On a cold winter night, the director ordered a box of hot drinks to take out to the crew, and the rest of the crew gathered around them, each of them holding a cup in their hands, so that they could warm their bodies whether they were drinking or not.
He Yu was studying next to the director, staring at the monitor until his eyes hurt, but he shifted his attention a little bit.
After the filming of the main scene, He Yu came to the beverage box, and most of the rest of it was fruit tea. He didn't like drinking fruit tea, and after looking down for a long time, he managed to find a cup of hot chocolate, but at this moment, a hand took the cup of chocolate from his eyelids without any hassle.
He Yu raised his head, the sky was very dark, it was about to snow at night, and there were no headlights here, it took a while for him to get used to the person coming.
As a result, he met Xie Qingcheng's eyes.
He Yu: "… "
Xie Qingcheng: "…"
Xie Qingcheng was in Group B next door today. Today, both groups of AB and AB are arranged in the same scene, and the main creators are so hard-headed that they dare to arrange such a big scene on the first day. The actors, directors, stand-ins, and group performances used on the first day of startup are very complicated.
Xie Qingcheng only saw He Yu just now, otherwise he might not even approach.
After a few moments of silence, he lowered his head and picked up the cup of hot chocolate and another cup of fruit tea, then turned and left.
It is also his fault that he left.
He Yu felt that when he saw Xie Qingcheng who was single now, he felt a little sickly impulsive.
His mental illness made him want to take Xie Qingcheng unaccompanied and drag the man into his cave to be demolished alive.
He wants to put the sacrifice on the stone bed, so that humans can no longer ignore its words, otherwise it will twist and break the limbs of the sacrifice. This is the instinct of the dragon.
Since Xie Qingcheng has been a person on the dragon's bed, even if he becomes a skeleton, he should rot in his territory, and even the bones should not be contaminated.
He Yu closed his eyes and calmed down, suppressing this kind of delusion that is not suitable for happening at this moment, took the fruit tea, and returned to the studio with a sullen face.
Compared to the outside, it was still warmer in the studio, but his heart was colder than before—
Because he found the need for professional support, both Xie Qingcheng and Chen Man had already moved from Group B to Group A to see the shooting situation. And the cup of chocolate he gave to Xie Qingcheng just now, Xie Qingcheng directly handed it to Chen Wan, who was waiting for the camera to be set up for the second shot.
Although Xie Qingcheng didn't do it on purpose, and He Yu didn't tell him that it was the hot drink he just found, but He Yu felt uncomfortable all over.
He sat on his plastic chair with a cold face, asked his assistant to ask for an invalid notice, thought about it, lowered his head and wrote a few words, and then folded the notice into a paper airplane.
The paper plane flew straight to Xie Qingcheng's back and threw it on Professor Xie's shoulder.
Xie Qingcheng turned his head and saw a distance of more than ten meters. He Yu was leaning against the center of the plastic chair with his face in one hand and one long leg on his back.
The moment he met his eyes, this pretty, almost feminine boy raised his eyebrows slightly defiantly, then rolled his eyes and turned his face away with a sloppy expression.
Xie Qingcheng picked up the paper plane, and there seemed to be a few words on it. So he opened the stack of papers, and saw the horrific handwriting on He Yu's bad mood like a ghostly drawing on the old notice-
tasty? Are you two having fun
After Xie Qingcheng finished reading it, his face was colder than usual. Then, in front of He Yu, he folded the notice sheet, tore it in half, and threw it into the trash can.
He Yu didn't say anything.
He knew that Xie Qingcheng had this reaction nine times out of ten, but he just wanted to do it, and then looked at Xie Qingcheng's face that was colder than the weather outside.
Xie Qingcheng turned his head back, and when he talked to Chen Slow, there was still snow between his brows.
And He Yu stared at Xie Qingcheng, his eyes were not clean at all. It is even more direct and hot than the actor's desire for his lover in the camera.
He was cold and hot at the same time, and felt that a small flame was slowly simmering something in his heart, and the thing gradually became hot and bubbling. He turned his face away, his Adam's apple rolling up and down silently.
When Xie Qingcheng walked to a rest tent and sat down, He Yu found a reason to leave next to the director, and he followed into the tent.
Xie Qingcheng lifted his eyes, seeing him, his originally indifferent eyes became more and more cold.
He Yu was a little annoyed as soon as he entered the tent. He originally wanted to find a chance to talk to Xie Qingcheng alone. Who knew that there were several resting staff sitting around the plastic convenient table in the tent.
"Are there any more seats?"
"There's a stool here." A staff member saw a handsome guy who was also the director's assistant and immediately got up, found a plastic stool in the corner, wiped it for He Yu, and handed it to him.
"thanks."
The staff immediately blushed.
However, her blushing face was also shown to the blind, and He Yu took the stool and sat down opposite Xie Qingcheng's table.
This is a long table, everyone is sitting around this table, some sundries are thrown on it, and a few employees are picking up lunch boxes.
He Yu is very fond of cleanliness. Normally, he would not be willing to stay in such a messy place, but now he is sitting directly opposite Xie Qingcheng, and there is no dust in his eyes, only Xie Qingcheng is playing with his mobile phone. s face.
Xie Qingcheng seemed to have made up his mind not to look at him, and would rather stare at the screen than raise his head to give He Yu half an inch of eyes.
He Yu looked at him - at this moment, "I want to quit people", "I won't be addicted to Xie Qingcheng again", "Xie Qingcheng is an ugly and poor second-married smoker", he forgot all the words. Now, the breaths of so many people are mixed together in the air, and he seems to only be able to smell the cold scent of disinfectant on Xie Qingcheng's body.
A special taste.
He Yu's eyes staring at him became more and more unclear. If his eyes could be realised, maybe Xie Qingcheng's suits were all unfastened by He Yu.
But unfortunately, the human eye is a very honest thing. It is simple, straightforward, and does not hide it. It is difficult to become an accomplice in the heart.
He Yu had never thought that he would want it so much before. He used to be very indifferent to people, and he had always been dismissive of the young men in the same circle who were addicted to wine and sensuality.
He didn't expect meat and fish to be such an irresistible thing.
Xie Qingcheng didn't look at him, so he bowed his head and sent a message to Xie Qingcheng.
"Thank you doctor."
"You pretend you can't see me?"
Xie Qingcheng's phone was shaking.
He obviously saw the news.
He Yu waited.
But Xie Qingcheng did not reply.
The weeds in his heart began to grow wildly again. The more Xie Qingcheng ignored him, the stronger the inner depression, and the greater the pressure, the easier it was for people to do perverted things.
He Yu is really bold, and he actually dared to send Xie Qing a few "good morning" photos that he had posted before in such a crowded place.
"… "
This time, He Yu saw that Xie Qingcheng's hand holding the mobile phone tightened, his knuckles turned white, the lines on his face tightened even more, and his whole body exuded a sharp and cold aura like a blade.
This calmed He Yu's dark and morbid heart slightly, he stretched his legs, slowly, on the table
Xie Qingcheng finally raised his eyes at this moment. His eyes were very sharp. Although he looked embarrassed, he was still calm - he didn't want to get angry with He Yu, what's the use of getting angry with animals
He looked back at He Yu indifferently, his eyes seemed to be staring at a beast in heat.
Under this kind of gaze, He Yu inexplicably thought of what Xie Qingcheng said when he was so embarrassed by him:
Humans and animals are different, and people have self-control.
Xie Qingcheng didn't speak, but He Yu seemed to read this sentence from Xie Qingcheng's eyes again.
He felt a strong resentment for no reason—
He used to have self-control, and it was Xie Qingcheng who broke his self-control in pieces, so shouldn't he be responsible
When Xie Qingcheng was distracted on his pillow, what was the difference between that and a female animal who was deeply marked and then lost his mind
How could he look at him so indifferently!
Xie Qingcheng was about to take his foot away, but was resisted by He Yu's leg.
Xie Qingcheng: "…"
He Yu: "… "
Everyone at the table was very relaxed, taking care of each other, some chatting, some eating, and some playing with their mobile phones. No one noticed the turbulent undercurrent here and the ambiguous entanglement under the table.
He Yuxiang wanted to embed his eyes into Xie Qingcheng's pupils, and he looked deeply at the man in front of him... so that he himself could not figure out why he became such a man.
He suddenly developed a strong sense of revenge.
Then he lowered his head and typed: "When did Dr. Xie's legs become so strong?"
"It didn't seem to be like this with me before. Did you actually like me so much to you, so you pretended to be powerless?"
"By the way, does Mr. Chen know that Brother Xie, you have slept with me? Does he know what it was like when you were with me?"
The more you fight, the worse it gets.
If the senior officials of the colleges and universities who gave the award to Shanghai University knew that they selected the "Top Ten Outstanding Young Men", "Male President of the Student Union", "Model for Freshmen", "School Excellent Character and Academic Scholarship Winner", Hua Yu and He Yu, who has received countless honors, can actually send such nasty news, I am afraid that the glasses of those old elders will be shattered and shattered to pieces.
"I knew at a glance that Chen slow, he is not in your mind at all. If you are with him, if you are interested in his status, you should forget it as soon as possible. You follow me honestly, what do you want with me? Say, what he can give you, I can give you."
"Clap" sound.
Xie Qingcheng put the phone back on the table heavily.
The strength was so great that everyone around was stunned and looked back.
Xie Qingcheng didn't intend to bring this matter to the table at all, but he was so angry that he really did not hold back his strength. At this moment, he didn't want to let others watch the fun, so he didn't say a word, and in the end he was extremely restrained and extremely cold. He stared at He Yu for a few seconds, then got up and prepared to go out.
At this moment, the curtain of the tent was lifted and dropped, and another person came in outside.
Xie Qingcheng's eyes froze slightly.
He Yu had his back to the door, but seeing Xie Qingcheng's expression, he guessed that Chen Qian had also rested and came in.
He doesn't even want to see Chen Gongzi now, and even wants to get a dimensionality-reducing eraser to wipe out Chen Wan's existence from this world.
So he didn't look back.
Until the other party's voice sounded: "... Doctor Xie, you are here too."
It was a low-pitched voice that belonged to a mature male, and it actually exuded a smell of disinfectant.
He Yu only turned around at this time, and saw a well-dressed man standing at the door, about thirty-five or six years old, with his hands in his pockets, a steady posture and calm eyes.
The man's eyes turned and fell on He Yu's face again.
He raised his eyebrows slightly: "There are so many acquaintances in this crew, it is indeed a big drama - cousin, are you there too?"
If Xie Qingcheng was just a little surprised to see this man just now, when he heard the man call He Yu "cousin", no matter how calm he was, he showed a surprised look.
This man was the director of the Shanghai First Emergency Department who had been treated by He Yu for a whole night before Xie Qingcheng had a fever.
But at the same time, he is also He Yu's cousin.
The director is He Yu's distant cousin, the blood relationship is a little weak, and the two families don't communicate much. The relationship between He Jiwei and their parents is still very rigid, and they only meet occasionally at big family gatherings. They didn't care about each other at all, and their relationship was shallower than that of their neighbors, so He Yu didn't even know that this cousin was also a doctor in Shanghai No. 1 Hospital.
He Yu didn't know it, and Xie Qingcheng didn't even know it.
Hu Yi is too big, and the employees may not all know each other well, and the director and Xie Qingcheng are not very close, but they have met several times during the joint consultation and the doctor's conference.
Xie Qingcheng felt that although he didn't have much contact with him, he was still pleasing to the eye.
Unexpectedly, the director of the emergency department turned out to be He Yu's distant cousin...