Xie Qingcheng froze slightly.

Eyes opened silently in the dark.

He naturally doesn't want to sleep with He Yu, but his condition is too bad, and he really doesn't want to argue with He Yu.

He Yu felt his suddenly tense body and knew that he hadn't fallen asleep, so he whispered in his ear: "Brother, let me squeeze, I'm cold."

"...I said earlier, let you sleep in bed." Xie Qingcheng wanted to get up.

"Don't go down, I'm so cold I can't stand it."

“…”

"Really, Xie Qingcheng... I'll just hug you, I'll do nothing."

Xie Qingcheng saw that he really had no next move, although he felt that the young man's body was like a stove, and it was very hot when it was attached to his back. The so-called "frozen to death" seems to be lying , but in the end I didn't want to say anything more.

Let him go.

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes again, trying to relax himself in the warmth brought by the young man sleeping next to him.

He Yu is only twenty years old after all, he is full of blood, his back is against his chest, and he can feel the boy's heartbeat and heat. Gradually, he was no longer shivering from the cold, and slowly became a little sleepy.

It's a pity that the body relaxes, but the heart cannot relax. Xie Qingcheng fell into a dream, and in front of him was Yi Beihai holding a kitchen knife, looking up and laughing wildly.

And Qin Ciyan's body fell from the window like a broken puppet...falling...

Suddenly turned into countless floating moon jellyfish, jellyfish floating in the sunset, floating over the cafes and vegetable shops on the streets of Brooklyn.

The man like his father came out of the store with a paper bag of food and smiled: "Xiao Xie..."

The smile gradually blurred in the magnificent sunset. The sunset turned into blood, and the blood continued to pour out from under the broken body, and was washed away by the rain to fade.

Zhou Muying and Xie Ping were lying on the scene of the car accident, the police cordon was pulled up in the pouring rain, the self-starting truck that caused the accident was burning violently, and the fire was soaring into the sky…

The fire is like a ghost tongue licking the sky. In Chengkang Mental Hospital, Jiang Lanpei hummed softly: "Throw it, throw it, throw away the handkerchief, put it gently behind the child, don't tell him..."

He rushed in, he was late, Xie Xue's broken body was on the ground...

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

"Xie Qingcheng! Xie Qingcheng! Wake up! Wake up!"

The peach blossom eyes opened abruptly, the pupils were still tightly contracted, Xie Qing was in a cold sweat, panting, and He Yu's face was reflected in his scattered eyes.

He Yu leaned over him, put one hand on his pillow, patted his face with the other, and said anxiously, "Wake up, you have a nightmare."

The nightmare seemed to continue, although Xie Qingcheng opened his eyes, his thoughts were still in the confusion.

He looked at the face of He Yu who was close at hand. The feminine and handsome face overlapped with He Yu at the clubhouse night.

At this moment, he seemed to be lying on the black leather sofa again, and the next second He Yu would pour the bright red spirits on his chest.

Xie Qingcheng got up immediately, tough and decisive, and pushed He Yu away at once.

"Don't touch me, ahem...you...stay away from me."

The body is fragile due to the cause of the dream, but the eyes are sharp.

Instinctively resist.

“…”

He Yu is not a really good-natured person, he was kind but rejected by Xie Qingcheng, saying that he is not uncomfortable is false.

But then he saw Xie Qing's pale hands trembling slightly, and when his face was buried in the palm of his hand, even his fingertips were touching.

He Yu was suddenly silent.

He knew that in that nightmare, he must also have a share.

The boy's face slowly became gloomy, and he realized that every touch now would remind Xie Qingcheng of the things they had done in the subconscious.

For Xie Qingcheng, those events were undoubtedly memories that he did not want to look back on.

No matter how kind and eager he is, no matter how much he wants to hug Xie Qingcheng and comfort him, Xie Qingcheng will never need it.

His presence only aggravates his condition.

He Yu's eyes were hot and fierce, he looked at him silently for a long time, and finally suppressed the desire to get close to this man, his face was solemn, and he slowly descended bed, pushed the door and walked out.

Xie Qingcheng sat alone on the bed, and the bed was filled with warmth created by the two of them.

The warmth gradually cooled down, he leaned his head on the bedside frame, raised his fragile neck, and then the man slowly closed his eyes.

He didn't want to care what He Yu was doing when he went out. He didn't care if the **** was injured or thought he was annoying.

He once thought of giving He Yu the last bit of blood, but that night in the clubhouse, it was He Yu who poured out the blood.

Even if they experienced life and death together later, Xie Qingcheng could no longer accept He Yu as he did before.

He was never able to accept…

What he didn't expect was that He Yu brought in a glass of water, the water was freshly boiled, and there was still white smoke.

The boy handed the water to the man: "Drink it."

“…”

He Yu lowered his eyes and didn't look at him, and said to himself, "I used to be at home alone and had bad dreams, so I just drank a cup of hot water. It would be much more comfortable."

It is true.

In the cold night, in the aftertaste of the nightmare, it is difficult to resist the temptation of such a cup of hot water.

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes, finally thanked him, took the cup, and took two white pills from the medicine box at the bedside, and swallowed them with hot water .

"Is this the cure for your psychiatric Ebola?"

"Well." Xie Qingcheng took the medicine, drank a few more sips of water, and slowly recovered, and his lips were finally a little bloody. He saw that He Yu wanted to pick up the medicine He looked at the box and raised his hand to stop him, "It's not the kind you eat. You can't use it."

He Yu: "Are you sure this medicine is really effective? I think your health is still very bad."

Xie Qingcheng looked up at him: "Are you a doctor or am I a doctor?"

"...Okay, you're a doctor, okay." He Yu loosened the medicine box, turned and walked out.

Xie Qingcheng: "Where to go."

"I think you are so annoying. You wake up in a moment, and then shiver from the cold. I won't serve you anymore. I'm going to watch the stars outside." He Yu casually gave him a lame reason. Then left.

He Yu obviously doesn't know how to watch the stars. He is both distressed and passionate.

Xie Qingcheng appeared startled, making him want to hug the man to comfort him, Xie Qingcheng unconsciously frowned and trembled slightly in his sleep, which made him unavoidably evoked that he was born in bed There is that bit of perverted violent desire that makes him want to have a violent act with him.

When He Yu suppresses his emotions and transfers strong desires and feelings, his spirit will be damaged to a certain extent.

Internal friction is a very embarrassing thing, not to mention that he has to make a very calm appearance in front of Xie Qingcheng.

He Yu walked to the uninhabited place in the field and took a cold blade that he carried with him and put it on his wrist - it was the scar left by his self-torture for a long time.

He doesn't want to hurt Xie Qingcheng now, because Xie Qingcheng, who is also a different dragon, has been injured enough, so all he can hurt is himself.

Blood flowed out, but his pain became more and more numb.

He Yu finally threw down the knife and buried his slightly convulsed hands in his jet-black hair. He held his head in place and cried silently with his heart. He was in great pain, but There is no escape.

He sometimes even thinks, if he hadn't done that to Xie Qingcheng in the clubhouse, would everything be different now? Will there be a better twist?

“Swish…”

The night wind echoed on the loess slope, blowing withered jujube leaves, He Yu tried his best to calm down his heart.

Suddenly, he heard rustling footsteps from a distance.

He Yu raised her scarlet eyes and looked subconsciously in the direction of the voice.

It was a man in red, wrapped in a windbreaker, and his face could not be seen clearly.

But looking at the figure of the other party, it should be a thin woman, not the peasant housewife of this family.

The woman sneaked close to the house where they were staying, wandered around the window, and stood on tiptoe several times to look inside.

He Yu was a little stunned—

Because the window she was looking at was the window of the guest room where he and Xie Qingcheng lived!

He Yu calmed down and got up immediately.

In this strange Qingli County, it seems that anything can happen, Yi Beihai, Lu Yuzhu, Zhuang Zhiqiang's missing daughter Zhao Xue... They all come from here, Qingli County seems to have a The invisible black giant net covers all kinds of murders, disappearances, and underworld forces.

And he and Xie Qing are two strangers, and when they investigate some clues in the past, it is impossible not to be noticed.

To be honest, even if someone was ordered to kill them, he wouldn't be surprised, so since he hit the border of Qingli County, He Yu's vigilance was very high, even if he fell asleep Be very vigilant.

Yes, he is not afraid of killing people or seeing blood, as long as the other party shows a hint of wanting to do something, it happens to hit his muzzle.

—He has a lot of sickness in his heart to vent.

If those criminals want to cut them open, if they have a legitimate defense reason, he can even cut open their stomachs and dig their hearts out.

He Yu stared at the figure of the woman in red who hadn't found him, held her breath, and slowly approached...

suddenly-!

The woman put her hands behind her back and seemed to be about to take out something.

For a time, the murder of Chengkang, the murder of the Radio and Television Tower, including the murder of the "Trial" crew, a series of murderous scenes flashed in He Yu's mind!

Is it a gun? !

He is dark and she is bright, he moves faster than her. As soon as the woman's hand touched the hard thing behind her waist, a sharp knife pressed against her back vest.

He Yu's cold voice sounded behind her: "Don't move."

The woman's slender body trembled violently.

He Yu's knife tip slid along her spine little by little, to the hand she hid under the windbreaker.

"Put things down."

Woman: "…"

He Yuhan's voice repeated, even more dangerous: "Put it down."

The woman said: "...It seems that I have no choice?"

"You have no choice."

A moment of silence.

This woman seems to have also judged that in this situation, there is really no other way to go besides being obedient.

There was a muffled sound, and a heavy object fell to the ground.

It was just too dark, He Yu couldn't see what it was. But he wasn't in a hurry now.

"Fine. Now, put your hands up and turn around," he ordered.

“…”

"Turn around."

The woman had no choice but to turn around slowly at He Yu's request. In the night, He Yu saw a pair of very familiar eyes - he must have looked at these eyes for a long time somewhere.

"Take off your veil."

“…”

"Quick."

Several late-night dog barks were heard in the distance, which became the eerie background of the confrontation between the two in the mountain village.

The woman stared at He Yu with those eyes, then slowly raised her hand to her windproof veil, and then—

She suddenly backhanded a grab and block, with astonishing strength, pushed away He Yu's suppression with the strength that a woman not her size should have, and then swept with a whip leg, forcing De Heyu had to open the distance from her in an instant. The woman took this opportunity to run forward, and He Yu scolded secretly and grabbed the corner of her cloak.

The woman hoarsely: "Let go!"

Living-

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The author has something to say:

What would the character of the medical record do if they traveled back to ancient times? (Originally I just wanted to write an ancient version of a small theater, but when I thought about it, I felt excited, and I wrote it seriously... eh? Isn't this what the **** is my love?! So I first made a personal design and a brain hole For everyone to play, but if you are happy, maybe one day I will write an ancient martial arts with a similar setting, record the character first, keep a record, everything is not necessarily hahahaha)

Xie Qingcheng: Although he can cure the disease, it is estimated that he wants to be a catcher. If he does, he will definitely become a big catcher with a high force value, that is, all bandits will hate it to death He is very good at catching thieves, especially the kind of beasts and flower thieves. Because Xie Qingcheng was very cold-blooded, unselfish, and forged many sons, he had to put on a mask to handle cases and kill people, separating his daily identity from his identity as a big arrester, otherwise his family would be killed. Dazau Kuai has a high hatred value, and is the number one officer of the black (cough) road offering a bounty. Everyone on the road hated him to the core. Many traitors and corrupt officials wanted his life. Some people even threatened that if the arrest was about to fall into their hands, they would humiliate him with rags and not free him.

He Yu: All of them are high-tech, and it is estimated that no skills can be used. So if in ancient times, he could only rely on gentle and elegant people to sell jokes for a living, and if he was not careful, he would become a duck king and depend on all the masters and ladies to take care of him, but he didn't like it. If enough is enough, he will run away to find true love, and then whether the other party agrees or not, he will carry out flower picking activities. Of course, he may also become the young master or gang leader of the ancient underworld forces, and the gentle and smiling man is just another identity that he has cut out of boredom.

Chen slow: When the catcher, the cute and loving kind of catcher.

Xie Xue: She wants to be a private school teacher, but if she travels to a feudal dynasty where female teachers are not required, she will quietly become a female knight.