Xie Qingcheng received Wei Dongheng's phone call, and the people also arrived at their destination. He wanted to go to Xie Xue and ask for a clearer question, but he had no strength at all, so he had to return to the dormitory numbly, and sat for a long time.

He felt that Xie Xue really did not give him peace of mind.

After the initial shock and anger, all he has left now is sadness.

What is Xie Xue doing?

Who is that?

That boy is the treasured ancestor of Wei Donghengwei's family!

Wei Dongheng has a bad personality, not to mention, he was drunk at the age of eight, played truant at the age of ten, and had a fight at the age of 15. He was almost served by a lesser supervisor. The peace of the world in exchange for virtue.

"I hate Wei Dongheng the most!"

"When I grow up and make a lot of money, I will hire a group of underworld thugs to beat him to death!"

"Brother! Wei Dongheng bullied me woohoo woo... wow!"

When Xie Xue was growing up, those accusations about Wei Dongheng were still in his ears. Xie Qingcheng even remembered that Xie Xue was booed in public by Wei Dongheng's gang of gangsters. In the end, he was so angry that he ran home and cried in his arms, which made him so irritable and furious that he rushed to Wei Dongheng school without a word.

"If you provoke her again, I will break your fingers! I don't care who your parents are!"

Xie Xue was watching from the side at that time, all Wei Dongheng's followers were repaired by Xie Qingcheng to the point of crying and crying, and middle school student Wei Dongheng was beaten to the point of being inhuman. But he still stuck his hands in his trouser pockets, leaned against the white tile wall, and raised his swollen chin: "What's the matter, it doesn't make sense, I'm going to attack her. Is it? Is your sister Jiaohua? I don't even bother to look at her, my friend jokes with her, and you have to count on me?"

The boy had a faint smell of tobacco in his breath, and the smell was not heavy, but he was very publicized and rebellious, showing that he had just committed violations of discipline.

Wei Dongheng pulled out a sneer: "Doctor Xie, do you think I am He Yu? What do you say he does? I'm not as bad as he is, and it's up to you to teach me."

When he tilted his head, Xie Qingcheng could see the five ear piercings around his earlobes, two of which were even on the ear bones—

This is a boy who arrogantly destroys discipline and disregards the rules even if he suffers from pain.

How could they be together?

After a few cigarettes, I finally calmed down a little.

The elder brother picked up his mobile phone and dialed Xie Xue's number.

This time I connected: "Hello? Brother, I was just taking a shower and I didn't listen to the phone, what's the matter?"

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes: "Your spare phone is at home."

"Oops!...really Oops! So what to do..."

Xie Qingcheng: "I brought it to you, here I am, I am now in Shanghai Medical Department."

He was amazed that he was still able to suppress the fire, he answered her question first, and then in her hurried "Then I'll get it right away", he took a deep breath—

"Xie Xue, I have something to ask you."

"Oh, say it."

"When did you and Wei Dongheng get together."

"We've long been..." Xie Xue couldn't speak, but halfway through, she realized that it was wrong, she stopped her self-advocacy with a squeak, and her voice on the other end of the phone finally came Unmistakable apprehension.

"Brother...no...how could you...how could you..."

"How would I know?" Xie Qing said coldly, he has always been strict with his sister. Never mind how I found out. You break up with him right away."

"Don't!"

Xie Qingcheng was lighting a cigarette again, and the steel lighter ignited and extinguished in his hand. Hearing this, he was stunned and almost burned his hand.

He opened his eyes slightly, thinking he heard it wrong.

It is not that he has not been resisted by the younger generation in the family, and even suffered some losses in the past, but Xie Xue is different, she rarely dares to say no to him, it can almost be said that The first time ever.

He coughed lightly and asked, "What did you say?"

"I...I said no. I don't want to break up with him. I like him."

"..." Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes, and simply threw the lighter aside. He still had an unlit cigarette between his fingers. Holding a pen all the time caused the first knuckle of his index finger to grow up. Wearing a thin cocoon, the thin cocoon groped for the cigarette filter. He took a deep breath, but found that he still couldn't hold back his anger. He opened his peach blossom cold eyes and scolded in a low voice, "Xie Xue, have you got water in your head?! You like him? Why don't you say that you want to be gay? Now! Who do you like and don't like a sissy? Look at his ghostly appearance with more ear piercings than women! You like him? You have a nerve problem and you like him! Who is the person who told me that he is trash? Is it you? Did you drop your head or what? Does the ophthalmologist need me to introduce someone to you? You don’t know what kind of person he is? Have you thought about the future together? Sooner or later, this person will put himself in the game, why do you want to deliver meals to him or accompany him in and squat as a pair of male and female? You are crazy!"

Xie Xue almost perforated her eardrums listening to the long lyric poems published by his brother's passion.

Covering her ears and barely enduring the barrage of reprimands, Xie Xue, who was accustomed to saluting in front of her brother since childhood, consciously filtered out all his brother's insulting words.

Then she shrank her neck and whispered, "But brother, I'm in my twenties. I have my own ideas."

He said so much, he actually punched cotton.

Xie Xue knew him too well. After more than 20 years of getting along, she knew very well that it was absolutely unprofitable to fight against her angry brother, so she chose to be soft and coquettish.

"And brother, Wei Dongheng has really changed a lot now, you haven't had contact with him, you don't know he's not a bad person, he's outspoken, simple, and a little stupid...he...he He bullied me when he was young, but he actually wanted to get my attention... He never talked about his girlfriend..."

Xie Xue could not help but explain things to Xie Qing.

"I met his friends, and they all laughed at him, saying that he watched "Meteor Garden" at that time, liked Daoming Temple, and his mind was stupid. The attention of the girl who wants to dye her hair is to bully her... I only found out later..."

Xie Qingcheng didn't want to hear it at all: "He can't even learn F40, so if you break up, break up!"

“…”

"Xie Xue, let me tell you, please wake me up! He is not suitable for you, you must listen to me on this matter, everyone else can, but he is absolutely not!"

"...No, brother, you really...you really don't want to be prejudiced against him..." Xie Xue was about to cry, "Although I am your sister, I am also one who has already worked. Come on, independent women with their own ideas, I believe I'm accurate, I've been with him for a long time, so you can't—"

So far, you go to give me points immediately!"

Xie Xue really cried: "Don't... I have liked him for so many years, I finally mustered the courage to confess to him, only then did I know that he has always liked me, but I didn't dare to marry him. I said, we... we just want to be together..."

Xie Qingcheng felt dizzy and his chest was blocked. The anger and anger that can only be felt when the son-in-law of the man. With his blood pressure soaring, he barely caught the key phrase "must up the courage to confess to him" in the slight tinnitus, and Xie Qingcheng wanted to die.

Finally, she couldn't hold back her anger and scolded: "Is it your confession to him? Are you making a fool of yourself?!"

“…”

These words are too heavy. No matter how good-tempered Xie Xue is, he will not make a sound all of a sudden.

Xie Qingcheng sat down on the sofa chair, rubbed his back neck meridian, which was throbbing, after a while, finally this slow and hateful straight male cancer realized that he might be too much Injured, hesitating for a moment, he bit his lip and spoke carefully.

"You..."

"I...I don't want to talk to you anymore." Xie Xue's final voice was very soft, and it was still a little sad to hear the signal current.

"Brother...I know you're good to me, but when you talk about me like this...I'm really...I'm really..." After she said that, she was completely choked up.

Xie Qingcheng has not yet said her apology, she has already closed the line.

Only the long busy tone came from the phone.

"..." Xie Qingcheng sat for a while in this scattered and busy voice, and finally threw the phone away, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and was immersed in the dim light of the floor-to-ceiling light. Haven't moved for a long time.

For the next few days, Xie Xue and Xie Qingcheng had nothing to say.

Xie Xue came to Xie Qingcheng's dormitory once. Xie Qingcheng had the ghosts of traditional elders. Even if he felt a little guilty, he would not take the initiative to take care of the younger generation after the quarrel. Xie Xue glanced at him quietly, but Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa without speaking.

Xie Xue had to take the spare mobile phone and left.

Perhaps it was because I was too uncomfortable and too worried. After this incident, Xie Qingcheng's physical condition suddenly deteriorated a lot.

He is so worried that sometimes he even forgets to take his medicine.

Of course, in addition to Xie Xue, he also has to focus on He Yu, and regularly check the monitoring display of He Yu's wristband. He wished he could see the normal value once, but every time he saw a dangerous orange light.

He didn't know whether it was good or bad, He Yu always controlled his emotions, he didn't get out of control and turned red, and he didn't add another fire to his current life.

But He Yu just couldn't let him go.

He will still come to Xie Qingcheng's class, or stand downstairs in Xie Qingcheng's dormitory. Whenever he is free, he will silently watch over him. Xie Qingcheng ignored him, and he could persist for so long.

When he was anxious, he naturally forgot to take his medicine.

Illness and worries accumulate to a certain extent, and they will eventually collapse. On this day, Xie Qingcheng was halfway through his class when he suddenly felt dizzy. He wanted to hold on for a while, but in the end he couldn't. He raised his hand to finish the last few lines of writing on the blackboard. It was dizzy, and then the world turned upside down.

"Professor...?!"

"Professor Xie! What's the matter with you?"

"Xie Qingcheng!"

In the blurry time, Xie Qingcheng saw He Yu who was sitting in the last row of his classroom and immediately got up and grabbed it.

He Yubi all the students in the class are anxious - or, he doesn't care if anyone will find out his feelings for Xie Qingcheng, and he doesn't care if others will Thought his strong reaction to the teacher's coma was strange.

Xie Qingcheng wanted to avoid him, but the last impression was that He Yu pushed aside the medical students around the podium, hugged his shoulders in class, and let his head rest on the on his shoulders.

"Where is your school infirmary?"

There was a buzzing in my ears, and I could vaguely hear He Yu's voice, guiding the students noisily.

But his consciousness was completely blurred.

Seeing him like this, He Yu was so anxious that he was just hugging him, but now he just slapped him across and ran out. As soon as he did this, two girls in Xie Qingcheng's class lit up with a tinkling in their heads.

Before everyone thought that the reason why He Yu tirelessly came to the next school to take a class was because he had a fancy for a beautiful girl in Xie Qingcheng's class, but I haven't seen it for so long. He Yu confessed to any girl, but when Professor Xie fainted, the boy from the other school was so nervous that his face turned pale, he picked up their professor and sent him to the doctor, his posture was still very skilled.

"My roommate passed out because of the miscarriage last time, and her boyfriend is not so anxious..." A girl whispered at the same table with her, "Why do I feel that He Yu and Professor Xie are not right? what…"

She also nodded thoughtfully at the same table: "It's too nervous, the way he looks at him is a bit..."

She didn't go on, looked at the same table, both of them nodded.

They all remembered the same thing together—

Xie Qingcheng is a person who rarely posts on Moments, unless there is work-related public account content that needs to be forwarded, or if he thinks there is something that needs to be reminded everyone.

But one morning, the students who woke up one after another found that Professor Xie had posted such a strange circle of friends.

Xie Qingcheng: I have been woken up every day recently, so you should also pay attention.

The students exploded, and screenshots were circulated in various groups, but no one dared to like it, let alone ask questions, everyone felt that Xie Qingcheng was in the wrong group The message was posted on the public list.

In fact, Xie Qing only received a very dismal one like and one comment in this state. Not only did the students dare not return, but even Xie Xue and Chen Wan were rich in inner activities. But because I felt that this circle of friends was too abnormal, I also did not dare to touch this state. The only one who liked was He Yu, and the only one who commented was a cabinet brother who added when he was helping Xie Xue buy skin care products.

Brother Cabinet: What a pity, I thought you were 1.

Xie Qingcheng: ?

It was not until a few days later that Xie Qingcheng sent a brand recommendation for a humidifier, and the students suddenly realized that it was "dry" for dry skin.

So everyone went to his previous state to leave a message.

"Hahahaha yeah, Professor, it's been a bit dry lately."

"I also wake up every day with a dry throat."

But now seeing He Yu holding Professor Xie's boyfriend and running to the infirmary with Max, the two female students began to doubt again, the dry and sober one was saying "dry" The first sound, or... the fourth sound...

School Medical Office.

He Yu said anxiously: "Is there anyone? Professor Xie fainted!"

The school doctor hurried out: "Come on, come on, put him on the bed. I'll check him."

He Yu responded immediately, carefully carried Xie Qingcheng into the ward compartment, and gently placed him on the bed.

The school doctor said to He Yu, "Let's help."

"What do I need to do?"

"Please go and take off his coat."