Xie Qingcheng and He Yu sat in the car silently.

Before they went to prison, there was some hope in their hearts.

But did not expect the final result to be like this.

"Sha Hong was targeted recently." He Yu put his hands on the steering wheel and said to Xie Qingcheng with a cold expression, "There was no such thing when I looked for him before. following me."

Xie Qingcheng was sitting in the co-pilot, looking at the night outside the window.

The night seems to never end.

"I always knew that they were likely to follow me, so I paid attention everywhere, I even only said that the visit to Sha Hong was a choreographer's interview, and I always urged the prison guards to take the second time The visitation time has moved forward. But…”

"It's useless." Xie Qingcheng said, "As long as they investigate Sha Hong's past a little, they will know that it is a fish that they slipped through. You are too sharp in the radio and television tower. , you'll be closely watched. I think you should have told me about it sooner."

He Yu said irritably: "But I don't want to involve you in the beginning."

Xie Qingcheng paused as he was about to take the cigarette, and he looked at He Yu for unknown reasons.

He Yu knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, coughed, and said with a stern face: "I think you will hold me back - and can you stop smoking."

Xie Qingcheng looked at the last cigarette in the box and gave up.

He put the cigarette back in his pocket, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, sighed tiredly, and didn't talk to He Yu anymore.

He Yu: "How is Xie Xue these days?"

"The fever is intermittent, and it will flare up again when it gets better." Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes and raised his head, sighing, "There is still no major problem, but it will be very difficult to drag it on. trouble."

He paused, his long eyelashes drooped, and looked at He Yu: "...I didn't expect you to care about Xie Xue so much. I thought that after you quarreled with her, you didn't want to spend more time with her. Contact."

He Yu did not plan to have any further contact with Xie Xueduo, but in the end, Xie Xue was his old friend and Xie Qingcheng's younger sister, even if this matter had nothing to do with RN-13, he would It's impossible to stand by.

So he was silent for a while and said, "After all, we have been for so many years. It's normal for me to care about her."

Xie Qingcheng glanced at him.

There was something unexpected in that look.

He Yu didn't notice his sight. In order to make the suddenly depressed mood better, he slid the car control screen and played a piece of music.

In the end, the first song that popped out was "myheartwillgoon", which he repeatedly looped these days.

“EverynightinmydreamsIseeyou, Ifeelyou…”

This song suddenly pulled the two back to the freezing cold, life-threatening photographic reservoir, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.

He Yu listened to the song, and slowly shifted his attention, no longer thinking about the Sha Hong thing that made him anxious.

During the singing, Xie Qingcheng was silent for a moment, and said, "Don't blame yourself too much about Sha Hong. Some situations are indeed beyond your control."

"As for Xie Xue, it seems that she is still very important in your heart. Thank you for being able to do this for her."

He Yu: "…"

The man softened his tone somewhat and comforted him: "The hospital she is in is very reliable, so you don't have to worry too much for the time being."

“…”

He Yu listened to his comfort without saying a word, but felt very uncomfortable.

He thought—how could Xie Qingcheng not understand his heart?

Why Xie Qingcheng didn't understand, he did all this, he couldn't let Xie Xue go, not entirely because of Xie Xue herself, but because of her brother...

myheartwillgoon, myheartwillgoon.

He was upset, and suddenly wanted to turn around to kiss Xie Qingcheng and tell Xie Qingcheng everything.

But he can't, his heart must sink with JACK, and the heart of the ocean.

The urge in his body began to sprout again, so he kicked the front panel of the driver's seat irritably and cursed in a low voice.

To be honest, He Yu really wanted to put Xie Qingcheng in the co-pilot, take off his clothes, and then play him enthusiastically in the car. But in the end, he just grabbed a little of his forehead irritably, and turned his head away with a livid face.

In order to let his gloomy heart breathe, he simply lowered the car window.

It was still early spring, and when it was warm and cold, it was extremely cold at night.

Xie Qingcheng didn't know what happened to him halfway through listening to the song, so he leaned over and wanted to close the window.

He Yu became even more anxious: "What are you doing?"

"Close the window."

"I just opened."

"Don't you feel cold?"

"..." He Yu was aggrieved and hot again, and the person who made him feel wronged and hot, now approached him and wanted to close his window.

He had to lean back as hard as he could to keep Xie Qingcheng from touching his chest. Although Xie Qingcheng obviously avoided him, there was such a large space in the car, no matter how to avoid it, the distance between them was still very close.

He Yu stared at the man, bloodthirsty and tyrannical hearts were constantly running.

He clenched his fists silently, nails sinking into his palms, almost bleeding.

He must do this, otherwise he may suddenly turn his face, sweep away his calm, tear off the disguise, and brutally push Xie Qingcheng down, anyway, this man has already detected The driver's seat is here, so it seems that there is nothing wrong with pressing down like this.

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, he suddenly knocked Xie Qingcheng away, and looked at him fiercely and indifferently: "You're cold, can't you add some clothes? I'm only twenty years old, I It's just hot!"

Xie Qingcheng didn't know what happened to him, how he was fine, and suddenly lost his temper.

But too much happened tonight.

He didn't want to, and couldn't be bothered with him.

The man just looked at the boy quietly for a moment, then said, "...forget it. If you have nothing else to do, then I'll get out of the car."

"Where are you going!"

"Take a cab home."

He Yu was really going to be **** off by him, and he was going to cry.

"You...you go! You can take a taxi and go! It's delaying your time today, do you want me to reimburse you for your travel expenses?" I found him a pile of five yuan and ten yuan, which is estimated to be a fraction of what the driver found at the toll booth before.

He stuffed all those odds to Xie Qing and said angrily, "Go, you go down now."

Xie Qingcheng: "Can you calm down."

"No!" He Yu said.

Xie Qingcheng didn't want to argue with him anymore, put the money back in the storage box, and had to get out of the car and leave.

He Yu locked the passenger door while asking him to leave.

"..." Xie Qingcheng completely convinced him and turned around, "What do you want?"

He Yu opened his mouth, his chest was up and down, he was obviously very excited, but he didn't know how to vent. After he decided not to disturb Xie Qingcheng, it seemed that there was no reason for all the crimes. When Xie Qingcheng asked him what he really thought, his first reaction was to kiss him.

This is not allowed.

So the dragon wailed, but he didn't know how to face his cherished treasure, but it burned his treasure.

He Yu finally got out of the car by himself, slammed the door, stared red from the window, and looked at him fiercely and stubbornly, as if he wanted to show Xie Qingcheng something serious.

In the end, he said very "powerfully": "I've had enough of you, I'll be annoying if I see you, drive away, I'll take a taxi! Can I take a taxi back to the head office?"

Xie Qingcheng: "…"

He Yu left before he could recover.

Halfway through, this **** even picked up a stone from the ground, like venting something, turned back and smashed it on Xie Qingcheng's car - it smashed on his 6 million car, rubbing it A piece of paint of hundreds of thousands fell off.

Of course Xie Qingcheng didn't drive He Yu's 6 million car, he turned around and slashed it.

So he got out of the car too.

Seeing him coming down too, He Yu stood in the cold night wind and shouted at Xie Qingcheng, "What are you doing down here!"

"I said, I'll take a taxi home."

"Good good good! Take it! Go! It's annoying to see you!"

Xie Qingcheng felt that he was simply unreasonable, what did this person mean? He was talking well just a moment ago, but suddenly he threw a stone at him and left the car with him.

I have to push my nose and face again, and I have to lend him clothes.

"Aren't you afraid I'll sell your clothes?"

"You, you sell it!" He Yu originally wanted to make this sentence very imposing, but a cold wind blew in the spring, freezing him, stuttering when he spoke, his lips It also froze a little white in an instant.

He Yu shivered and said angrily, "You sold it! It's not like you haven't, you haven't sold it..."

This person is crazy.

…Yes, it is indeed a neuropathy.

Xie Qingcheng took the clothes with He Yuyu Wen and threw them back to the boy.

"Get dressed, don't look back and call me when you're sick."

"Then will you answer if I call you?"

Xie Qingcheng ignored him, he felt that it would be endless.

There are too many things for him to worry about now, and he really doesn't want to argue with He Yu for so long over a piece of clothing.

He returned the clothes and turned away.

He Yu: "Xie Qingcheng! I'll ask you something! This time! Will you answer if I call you!"

"Xie Qingcheng!"

Xie Qingcheng turned a deaf ear to the dragon's roar. He was about to freeze to death due to the night temperature.

As soon as he turned his head, he bumped into He Yu's face at close range.

Then the whole person was hugged by He Yu, dragged and dragged back to the car.

Xie Qingcheng: "...Fuck you. Let me go!"

This time, it was He Yu's turn to be very annoyed and couldn't hear.

Xie Qingcheng's original physical strength and skill are enough to clean up He Yu, but his physical condition is getting worse and worse, and it is indeed very different from the young man who is at the peak of his physical fitness.

He Yu took him back into the car forcibly, closed the door with a bang, and then put his face in the driver's seat.

Xie Qingcheng was so angry that his brain hurt.

He was originally anxious because of Sha Hong's sudden death, but now He Yu was tossed back and forth, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

He Yu was completely stimulated by his indifference, and his thoughts were out of control.

He actually didn't know where he wanted to take Xie Qingcheng, so he parked the car at an express hotel according to his heart, dragged Xie Qingcheng with a stern face and went inside.

The dozing clerk: "...Hey? Hey! Hey! What are you doing!"

He Yu threw his ID card and wallet directly to the other party, and the words were fierce: "Open a room."

Xie Qingcheng broke away from He Yu: "What are you crazy!"

He Yu didn't say a word, glanced at him with red eyes, and turned his terrifying eyes to the clerk: "Open a big bed room."

The clerk has seen a **** guy who is in a hurry, but he has never seen such a hurry. Looking at the embarrassed face of the man next to the handsome guy, he thought that this would not be rape, right? Do you want to call the police?

"Hurry up!"

Clerk: "Please, please show your ID, the other gentleman also needs to show..."

He Yu: "You don't need to register him, I live alone, he is a guest."

Clerk: "…"

Young Master He's eyes are too fierce, and the clerk is not an iron warrior, so in the end, He Yu checked in quickly and handed him a room card.

He Yu dragged Xie Qingcheng to the room.

Only heard a "beep", the door opened, in the dark He Yu pushed Xie Qingcheng into the room, and did not turn on the light, and locked the door with a click .

Now there are only two of them in this separate space.

He Yu stared at Xie Qingcheng's face from a very close distance at the dark entrance.

He had never stayed in such a dirty and cheap hotel before, and he had no idea why he stopped under such a shabby hotel as soon as he stepped on the gas pedal.

He didn't even know why he was dragging Xie Qingcheng in.

According to the thinking of normal people, what else can you do when you open a house? What to do.

He Yu's heart is so eager.

He was particularly eager to bring back Xie Qing on New Year's Eve, who was unprecedentedly violent and enthusiastic that night. All the initiative seems to belong to Xie Qingcheng, but Xie Qingcheng belongs to him completely.

Who knew that was the last supper.

He Yu put his arms around Xie Qingcheng's waist and crotch, staring at Xie Qingcheng with red eyes.

The emotional state of the two of them tonight is actually somewhat similar to that on New Year's Eve.

Both are distraught by Sha Hong's death.

The last time Xie Qing was upset, he was seduced by him for the first time ever. Perhaps because of this, this time He Yu had some subtle hidden thoughts in his heart, and he seemed to hope that Xie Qingcheng could rely on him a little bit when he was depressed this time.

But Xie Qingcheng did not.

He Yu was particularly uncomfortable. This discomfort fermented and expanded in the dispute between the two of them, and finally prompted He Yu to drag Xie Qingcheng to the cheapest nearby. Hotel opened.

It's a pity that it's easy to open a room and do things hard. As soon as He Yu stared at Xie Qingcheng's cold, sober eyes, he remembered that after they finished on New Year's Eve, Xie Qingcheng sat by the window, quietly Like smoking an afterthought.

Xie Qingcheng should have been really sad at that time. He really felt pain and trouble for this relationship.

He Yu was morbid with a trace of rationality, and that trace of rationality became a puppet silk to control his body. Let him not really impulsively present Xie Qing to the rough handling.

But the rooms are all open, and it is too embarrassing to do nothing.

And if he really wants to do it, he will bully his only kind, and will hurt the body and spirit of the other party.

He Yu was fighting there, and finally he was so angry that he rammed his head against the wall next to Xie Qingcheng, closed his eyes and crushed it painfully against the wall.

Xie Qingcheng: "…"

He Yu's posture was still pressing on him, and the young man's hand was clasping his slender tattooed wrist.

But Xie Qingcheng knew that He Yu did not kiss him.

He Yu just put his head on the wall behind him, close to the position of his neck, he could clearly feel He Yu's breath, hot brushing his skin.

After a long time, He Yu stood up suddenly.

He Yu said hoarsely: "Forget it. Let's not do it, I won't do it. I'll go."

Xie Qingcheng: "…"

"Don't stop me."

Xie Qing presented him with complete confusion: "No one is stopping you."

He Yu seemed to have been kicked by him, and became even more angry, his face was almost blue, and he stuttered in his speech: "Goodbye, goodbye."

Xie Qingcheng's emotional processor is a big straight man's windows98 system, and he doesn't understand what He Yu means at all.

He Yu turned around and left.

He felt that if he didn't leave, he would really do something that would harm his own kind. His fellows had a cold attitude, but every move angered him.

He really wants to relive the mandarin duck dream with him.

So he had to leave.

Xie Qingcheng is right, people are different from animals, people have self-control.

He Yuyi left, leaving Xie Qingcheng alone in the room, the man's always sober mind was blurred by the boy. He didn't know what the significance of He Yu's operation was.

His tall body was still leaning against the wall, his always cold peach blossom eyes were a little confused at the moment, a moment later he took out a cigarette case from his pocket, bit the filter paper skillfully, and lit the last cigarette.

When he exhaled lightly, he suddenly realized that He Yu's clothes were still on him.

He doesn't like to wear other people's clothes, and he doesn't want He Yu to be frozen in the cold night.

So he came back to his senses and chased out.

He Yu is going through the settlement procedure at the front desk.

The front desk looked at He Yu with an undisguised subtle look.

How long has it been, not even fifteen minutes, plus the time to undress, bathe and put on clothes, three minutes, little brother.

Looking at the imposing manner, the young man is very handsome and energetic, but it only took three minutes.

So when the front desk saw Xie Qing's winter-like face, he was not surprised at all—

Who is comfortable with this?

Xie Qingcheng: "Your clothes."

He Yu ignored him, signed and left.

Xie Qingcheng had no choice but to walk over and put his clothes on the boy's shoulders.

Because of this fatherly action, the front desk of the Express Hotel had the same idea as the front desk of the Kongye Club a long time ago - the little brother at the front desk looked at He Yu in shock, and then again After looking at Xie Qingcheng, I felt that I had thought wrong before. It might not be this young guy but this handsome man who chased after him for three minutes.

The handsome uncle had to follow behind to dress the aunt.

He Yu turned around and glared at Xie Qingcheng, probably really angry, and his speech was very choking: "Uncle, how long are you going to drag me over a piece of clothing?"

It doesn't matter if Xie Qingcheng was called uncle by him for the first time, he just smoked a cigarette and didn't speak, probably because he thought it was useless to talk to his troubled aunt, he walked to the front desk and said, "I'll check out ."

The front desk looked at the man who took care of the male college student and asked the male college student to pay: "That guy has paid."

Xie Qingcheng was really annoying, bit his cigarette, turned his head and said to He Yu indifferently and vaguely: "Alipay is open. I'll transfer you."

He Yu has angered Xie Qingcheng.

He couldn't take it any longer, scolded in a low voice, suddenly grabbed Xie Qingcheng and walked outside, his actions were as rude as when they came. The two went around all day, dragged from the narrow alley to the car, and from the car to the Express Hotel. As a result, they did nothing at the Express Hotel. After a fight, they returned to the car.

It's really something that two mental illnesses can do.

He Yu shoved Xie Qingcheng into the spacious rear seat of Cullinan, and pressed his red eyes up. He grabbed Xie Qingcheng's wrist with one hand, raised the other hand, brushed the scattered hair in front of Xie Qingcheng's forehead, and stroked his broad forehead and Yingting's eyebrows.

The hand trembled slightly because of the strong desire and extreme restraint.

The eyes of the two people were looking at each other at close range in the carriage with only the ambient light on. He Yu's eyes were confused and obsessed, and they looked like peach blossoms towards Xie Qing as if possessed. Explore deep. Cullinan's sound insulation performance is very good, they can't hear the sound outside, only each other's breathing and heartbeat linger in the ears.

He Yu stroked Xie Qingcheng's brow and forehead, every stroke seemed to give the thirsty beast in his heart a hand of sweet spring, but that was far from enough …Far from enough.

The closer He Yu is to him, the hotter he is, he is his agar, his poppy, his poison and his antidote.

He looked down at the man under him, and he couldn't help recalling the enthusiasm that this man had shown him on New Year's Eve. Even if that passion is more of a self-destruction...

In such an atmosphere, Xie Qing felt for the first time that he couldn't face He Yu's eyes at all. He turned his face away.

He Yu grabbed his face in the next second, turned his face again, forced him to look at himself, he found that Xie Qingcheng's eyes were cold, but that It seemed that there was finally a trace of chaos in the cold.

This clutter gave him great encouragement and collision, his blood surged, and after silently looking at Xie Qing for a few seconds, his breathing gradually became heavy and rapid, and then He suddenly sank into Xie Qingcheng's black hair with his hands, hugged his head, and kissed with his eyelashes down—

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The author has something to say:

Today I was chatting with a friend about what would happen if He Yu and Brother Xie raised a child... So...

Small Theater:

Xie Qingcheng: How many times have you said that you must go home before ten o'clock in the evening, it is already ten thirty now, are you serious? !

Children in the rebellious period: You care so much about me? It's too old-fashioned to die, I want to listen to you, I don't even have friends!

Xie Qingcheng: You and those friends and friends are cut off as soon as possible! Don't fool around with them!

Children of rebellion: You don't understand our friendship at all!

Xie Qingcheng: Go behind closed doors and reflect on yourself!

Children in the rebellious period: woo woo woo woo woo...

He Yu: (quietly enters the door) Don't cry, I'll take you out the window to play!

Rebel Child: Really? (sobs)

He Yu: Yes, but don't let your dad know, or we'll both be finished...

Xie Qingcheng: (Standing behind them at low pressure, knuckles squeezing) Don't worry. You two are done.