This time, can you speak your mind?

He Yu's ears were buzzing, and he was also dizzy.

He seemed to suddenly lose sight of Xie Qingcheng's face, and in front of him sat the Dr. Xie in his twenties in a trance, and said to him, I'm leaving.

He Yu was like a destroyed building, he collapsed, rubbing his forehead with his hand, tears fell like beads with a broken thread.

He didn't answer Xie Qingcheng's words, he just asked sadly:

"Why do you have to..."

"Xie Qingcheng, why do you come to me again and again and don't want me again and again..."

Every word seemed to be cut out from the throat, soaked with hot blood and trembling.

"Why...why did you have to leave me...!"

Xie Qingcheng fumbled and took out a pack of cigarettes and wanted to light them, but in the end he just put the pack aside.

He said: "I don't want to leave you. If you can be my patient, my junior, or even my friend, I am willing to accompany you. But..."

But He Yu's feelings are too strong.

Xie Qingcheng hoped that he could make He Yu get bored slowly, but found that his love was like a man who loves every day, flying through moths, so hot that he wants to burn his life. stop.

He really couldn't imagine what would happen to He Yu if he let He Yu continue like this and one day he was gone.

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes and said, "But I can't give you what you want."

"He Yu, I don't want to know that there is a dead end in front of me, and I don't want to hit the south wall without turning back and tell you, let's go down, the boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. Do you know that you Twenty years old? Twenty years old is the best age in life. You can have many dreams, you can have countless possibilities, you can meet all kinds of people, and you can even change your life in the future."

Xie Qingcheng said softly.

"When I was twenty, I had no choice. That period should have been the easiest time, but I lived as heavy as eighty or ninety. I don't want to wait for you. When I reach my age, I look back and find that every day I used to walk a curve, every minute and every second I was let down on the road of dead ends."

“…”

"How long are you going to get involved with me? You know it's impossible, but you don't want to let go."

He Yu murmured hoarsely: "Why is it impossible?"

"Xie Xue and Wei Dongheng are both possible, why can't we?"

"That's not the same thing at all."

"Why? Loving someone, liking someone, and wanting to spend a lifetime with him, isn't it the same thing? We and them, we and any pair of people in this world, have another What's the difference?!"

"I don't like you." Xie Qingcheng raised his head and said word by word, "I don't like you, okay?"

He Yu was suddenly dumbfounded.

"I'm a complete heterosexual, I can never like you, that's the difference, He Yu, are you satisfied?"

He Yu opened his mouth repeatedly, unable to speak, he was like a fish out of water, even breathing became extremely difficult: "Xie Qingcheng... You said that you are a complete heterosexual, Then I ask you... When you were with me, did you have even a momentary reluctance and wavering?"

Xie Qing looked at him silently, and finally lowered his eyelashes like a curtain: "...No. I have never wavered."

Emotions are still starting to get out of hand at this moment.

He pressed Xie Qingcheng on the sofa, looked at him sadly and stubbornly, and asked him frantically and desperately: "Really? Have you never wavered?"

"Then I'll ask you again, who was the one who kissed me in the basement that day?"

"I celebrated my birthday that night and stayed with me all day and night. Who was the one who said happy birthday to me?"

"Who is the one who takes care of me, takes me to hot pot, and gives me a bowl of birthday noodles? Xie Qingcheng, let me ask you, who is that! If you don't like me , If you don't have the slightest heartbeat, why do you treat me like this? Say it!"

"You said it!"

Xie Qingcheng looked at the young man in front of him, but he sealed his heart.

Hidden in her own body that has been declining day by day.

His thin lips opened and closed, and said: "...It's not because of liking."

“…”

"I didn't treat you like that because I liked you."

"What's that for?" He Yu trembled, "Tell me, you kissed me, hugged me, you cared about my feelings, why is that?"

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes and said after a long time, "...just sympathy."

These complicated feelings made him look particularly broken.

"...sympathy." He repeated, chewing these two words between his lips and teeth, "sympathy....What a sympathy, Xie Qingcheng. What a sympathy!"

The monitoring ring on his wrist suddenly turned red, just like his eyes at the moment.

Before Xie Qingcheng could react, He Yu slammed Xie Qingcheng off the back of the sofa and pushed him down on the sofa, and then he pressed down heavily and grabbed Xie Qingcheng's wrist , there were still tears in his eyes, but he said fiercely: "Could it be that these are also sympathy?!"

As he said that, his kiss fell, and his hand also ripped off Xie Qingcheng's clothes button, Xie Qingcheng's face changed greatly, remembering that he still had the leftover from the treatment a few days ago Traces began to struggle violently.

"You let go... He Yu, don't touch me, let go!"

The **** kiss continued fiercely, this time He Yu was not drunk. The monitoring tape on his wrist was rapidly reddening.

He looked crazy, one hand forced him to turn his face to bear his kiss, and the other hand rudely tore the snow-white shirt, as if to straighten the fabric on the spot. Because he was stimulated even more, his actions were more arrogant than in the corridor just now. The boy's body was very hot after drinking alcohol, and when he wanted to be arrogant and forcible, the intensity of the explosion and the heat on the stick were astonishingly high.

He Yu kissed him, and asked him hoarsely: "Is the way you looked in front of me those nights because of sympathy? You were so active, sitting in my arms and ordering me to use force. Hug you, you put your arms around me, hug me, kiss me, and I keep trembling... you and I are... over and over again... can't stop... Is this all because of sympathy, Xie Qingcheng?"

Xie Qingcheng's clothes have been torn up and several buttons have fallen off, but he really dared not let He Yu see the scars on his body.

"Don't...you let go, He Yu...you let me go!"

He clenched the loose front of his shirt tightly with his hands, barely covering the body covered with healing scars.

He used to have so much physical strength, so powerful, he could compete with He Yu, but as a result, his body was getting worse and worse, and all the internal organs were moving towards A depleted body, a stump arm that can no longer use strength... Once he could easily carry He Yu when he was a child, Xie Qingcheng, who walked on the road calmly, now faces the giant dragon that spreads its wings, and there is no more Fight back.

Only those eyes.

He saw that Xie Qingcheng's usually cold and calm peach blossom eyes had broken light.

—

It was hard to argue when he was questioned by He Yu.

When Chen Man found out about his affair with He Yu, he lost all face.

Weakness and pain in the body.

Worry about the scars on her body being seen by He Yu.

Xie Qingcheng didn't even realize that his eyes were wet. But his people were already numb, he closed his eyes, only vaguely felt that something warm fell down the end of his eyes tremblingly.

He Yu's heart trembled as Xie Qingcheng's tears fell.

The red light on his wrist went out, he straightened up suddenly, and suddenly realized what he was doing. He immediately released Xie Qingcheng and looked at the man under him with a confused expression.

Xie Qingcheng has endured too many emotions, and because of his personality, his self-protection mechanism is different from He Yu, He Yu will vent unconsciously, Xie Qingcheng just forbears.

Endured until the end, no more things could be stuffed in the body, the pain finally overflowed from the eyes, his whole person looked very broken, just lying on the sofa in a messy clothes, pale His fingers were still gripping his shirt tightly. His black hair was wet and messy, hanging down on his forehead, and under his long eyelashes, those glass bead-like eyes were just so open.

He Yu woke up completely.

He trembled: "Brother Xie...I..."

Xie Qingcheng slowly closed his eyes.

He Yu didn't dare to force him anymore, He Yu stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to tie his clothes for him, but Xie Qingcheng's fingers never let go - he was shaking slightly, as if He Yu is no longer trusted.

He Yu wanted to button up his clothes again.

But he found that the button on the front of Xie Qingcheng's shirt had been torn off by himself and could no longer be buttoned...

He Yu lowered his head, his shoulders trembled, and hugged Xie Qingcheng tightly in his arms: "Don't be afraid, Xie Qingcheng, don't be afraid, I, I won't hurt you again... I won't."

"Don't cry..." He Yu himself was already covered in tears, but he raised his hand and stroked the wet side of Xie Qingcheng's temples, he seemed to be holding his cherished one, but it was broken The treasure, choked, "Brother Xie, I'm sorry, I beg you...it's my fault...don't cry..."