Due to the huge volume of the historical and academic records archives of Shanghai Medical University, and all the records before the millennium were paper copies, there was no electronic entry, and there were still cases of disordered files after many transfers. Xie Qing submitted In the end, it took nearly a month to finally find the outdated file belonging to Wei Rong.

Wei Rong used to be a graduate student of surgery at the Medical University. She has excellent studies and her transcripts are stored in the file. Almost all professional courses are full marks, but she did not participate in any club activities, sports, art, etc. The elective courses are all barely passing.

It seems that she is a person who has no interest in knowledge outside of her major.

Xie Qingcheng turned down again, and on the last page, he also turned over a two-inch photo taken by Wei Rong when he graduated.

So after 20 years, Xie Qingcheng finally saw the true face of the lost earring in the Yanzhou club-

It was a female student with no special memory. She had a round face and double eyelids, but her eyelids were slightly swollen, so her eyes looked dull, and the whole face looked like it had been smeared with an eraser Like a pencil drawing, flat and dull. In the photo, she wears black hair and looks out of the camera arrogantly. It can be seen that although she is not the kind of beauty that is sought after, but because of her wealthy family background and outstanding professional achievements, she still maintains a considerable calm. confidence.

When Xie Qingcheng saw this photo, his back was inexplicably chilled.

Similar feeling, he also had the same feeling when he saw the photo of Jin Xiuhe, but after the case was solved, Xie Qingcheng knew that Jin Xiuhe was Jiang Lanpei, so the chill should be caused by his brain After receiving this image, the feedback was a strange sense of familiarity, but it didn't match anyone's number.

Has he seen her photo at Qin Ciyan's house? In those student photobooks?

Xie Qingcheng can't remember, Qin Ciyan's relics have all been disposed of, buried with him, whether he has seen Wei Rong's photos in Qin Ciyan's place, it is unknown.

He went back and forth to carefully read the old file from beginning to end.

This time, he made a more unexpected discovery—

During her internship, Wei Rong once went to a pharmaceutical company laboratory, where she achieved very good results. On the social practice list, the person in charge of the company gave her a very high evaluation , and the name of the person in charge was written:

He Jiwei!

This girl is just like him. She went to work in He Jiwei's company through the relationship of Qin Lao!

It's just that he didn't stay in He Jiwei's laboratory for a long time, but Wei Rong chose to stay there after graduation, until she died in a car accident.

After Xie Qingcheng made this discovery, he was upset and planned to ask He Jiwei to meet immediately, so he dialed He Jiwei's number.

"Beep..."

While waiting, his hands were shaking slightly.

The truth is really getting closer... As long as He Jiwei is willing to help...

However, I don't know if it was because He Jiwei knew about him and He Yu. He made four or five calls in a row, but the other party didn't respond.

In the middle of the night, Xie Qingcheng thought that He Jiwei would never be able to call him back again.

However, just when he was about to bury himself in the ash pile, his cell phone suddenly rang, Xie Qing gave a shudder and looked at the contact—

He Jiwei!

His pupils shrank suddenly, blood surged, and the phone was immediately connected.

"Mr. He."

“…”

The other end was silent for a long time, only a weak signal hissing could be heard.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a few minutes, maybe dozens of seconds, or just a few seconds. Finally a voice came from the loudspeaker.

That voice did not belong to He Jiwei, but to another person he was more familiar with.

He Yu said: "Xie Qingcheng..."

"..." Xie Qingcheng was stunned, "How is it you? Where is your father?"

“…”

There was another long silence.

Xie Qingcheng had a tendon throbbing at the back of his neck. He raised his hand and rubbed his neck, trying to ease the unease in his heart. This is so strange... Why is He Jiwei's cell phone being used by He Yu?

And He Yu's voice didn't sound quite right, as if he suppressed a certain emotion with too much force, and that emotion wanted to break out of his throat unwillingly, contradicting the two. His voice became very blurred.

Xie Qingcheng's heart suddenly hung up: "Where are you now?"

"...I'm at your door."

“…”

"You open the door." He Yu said, "I want to see you."

This is so surprising that Xie Qingcheng even forgot that he should ignore He Yu. He quickly got up and got out of bed, and the moment he opened the door, he saw He Yu standing under the rose vines in the alley. He was all black, which made his skin whiter and whiter. He was holding the mobile phone that was still in the call. , looked at Xie Qingcheng quietly, without a trace of expression on his face.

Xie Qing looked at his bracelet subconsciously, wanting to know his mood at the moment—

He Yu has taken off the bracelet.

His wrist was empty and nothing on.

He Yu straightened up, hung up the phone, and took a few steps forward by the moonlight. He didn't say a word, didn't show any expression, but his aura seemed to be the same for more than a month It was completely different the last time we met.

"Please come in and sit down, Xie Qingcheng."

“…”

He turned his face slightly, lowered his eyelids, and his eyelashes were coated with silver moonlight.

"I'm the only one who can come here."

Because He Yu was too abnormal, Xie Qingcheng did not drive him away, but let him enter the house and closed the door.

"Did something happen to you?"

“…”

Seeing that He Yu never answered, but his lips were pale, Xie Qingcheng decided not to ask, but went to the tea table and poured him a pot of hot tea. But when he was cooking the tea set, He Yu got up and came behind him, suddenly raised his hand and hugged his waist.

Xie Qingcheng: "…"

"Don't move." Before he could free himself, He Yu said hoarsely, "...let me hold you for a while. OK? I don't know who else can give me some peace."

"He Yu...what's the matter with you?"

He Yu hugged him tightly and stopped Xie Qingcheng from trying to turn around: "Don't look back."

"I'm so embarrassed now that I don't look good. I'm afraid you will not like me even if you see it."

Xie Qingcheng felt that the clothes on his shoulders were soaked with warm tears, He Yu would not let him see, He Yu was crying.

He was hugged like this for a while, although He Yu didn't say anything, but Xie Qingcheng had a vague feeling in his heart that there seemed to be a thick fog in front of him, In the depths of the fog, an invisible monster loomed a huge, blurry figure.

He Yu almost never sheds tears in front of others, but in front of him he can often cry unbridled, but this time seems to be different from every previous time.

He Yu is very fragile, he seems to be trapped in a contradictory mood, which makes him very fragile.

The house is very quiet, you can hear the heartbeat.

Boom.

Boom.

"Did you know..."

The beast came closer and closer from the thick fog—

"He died." Finally, He Yu spoke softly.

bang—

One second, two seconds... The heart seems to be still, or is it a slight tinnitus that makes it impossible to hear the subtle sounds in the chest?

He Yu didn't say who it was, just said it was him.

But Xie Qingcheng understood who "he" was almost instantly.

"He's dead." He Yu muttered again, not knowing who he was repeating to, "He's dead..."

I don't know how long it took before Xie Qingcheng's hand slowly put the half-filled tea back on the tea table. He and He Jiwei had some friendship, but his reaction was actually more intense than when he heard the news of the death of an ordinary friend. He knew that it was because of He Yu—He Jiwei was He Yu's father after all.

Xie Qingcheng hugged him tighter with He Yu.

He asked for a long time, restraining the trembling in his voice: "...When did it happen?"

"...Actually it's been almost a month. Because of the risk of the branch's listing in the United States, there is no external news, and no news has leaked out. I also...I have never told anyone else...I and Mom's been working on it... now it's finally ready and everyone will know tomorrow."

"How...how could it be so sudden? What happened?!"

He Yu hugged him and said in a low voice: "...My dad has been in a bad state for a long time, I could feel it before... He seemed to be very worried and depressed for a long time, Not in good health...but I didn't expect...he would..."

Xie Qing was bloodless: "Could he be—"

"It was suicide...he committed suicide." He Yu's expression was distressed and hoarse, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Drinking paraquat...was found by He Li and rescued...but paraquat was temporarily rescued. man, and he won't live long... His lungs are rapidly fibrotic, and each breath is getting harder and harder... He goes on for a few days, and then..."

He Yu did not say any more.

Although Lu Zhishu and He Jiwei did not treat him well, they were his father and mother after all. Especially He Jiwei, his attitude towards He Yu is indeed not as good as He Li, and he can even be said to be a very bad father. He has hardly given He Yu much care, but as long as He Jiwei is still alive, He Yu will at least have someone who can be called. for the father.

Now this person is suddenly gone.

And taking her own life in such a cruel way.

No matter how hard Xie Qingcheng is, he can't drive such He Yu away from him. He tried hard to smooth the lines on his heart and calmed himself down, he said in a trembling voice, "He Yu..."

"I'm fine..." He Yu murmured, but his blue and white lips kept shaking, "I have nothing..."

"It's fine...I'm fine..."

Xie Qingcheng hugged him.

"I'm fine..."

He Yu closed his eyes, as if trying to hypnotize himself.

Xie Qingcheng didn't know what to say. Although he could still maintain his composure, his eardrum was buzzing. : "You go and sit at the desk first, okay? I'll give you a hot glass of water."

The hot **** tea was served, with a lot of rock sugar added, he walked to the table and handed the tea to He Yu.

It was such a hot weather, but He Yu seemed to be afraid of the cold, his teeth chattered slightly, and even his fingertips were cold.

He drank the hot **** tea little by little, Xie Qingcheng looked at his beautiful face and felt that his mind was very important - maybe it was because he had been suffering from his father all this time The news of the sudden suicide and death was finally shared with people until today.

"My dad never cared about me." He Yu held the teacup, sat on the chair and lowered his head, his face was reflected in the amber **** tea, he He said to himself, "He is always very busy. Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, it is not easy for me to see him for fifteen days."

"It stands to reason that he is dead, I should not feel anything at all, horizontal and vertical is a person that can only be seen in the mobile phone address book."

The calm water of **** tea suddenly rippled.

He Yu's forehead drooped, Xie Qingcheng couldn't see his expression at the moment, he could only hear his voice as dumb as sandpaper: "But yesterday I turned on the phone, I went to his Look for those files he sent to me in the message, but I haven't finished processing them yet. I clicked on a voice message that he sent me a long time ago, but I haven't read it... That was the last voice message he sent me, asking Is the old injury on my arm any better?"

"I actually thought it was very strange that day. I don't know why he suddenly asked me such a sentence without a brain. Later I found out that it was the day before he committed suicide and sent it to me information."

"He never loved me very much in his life, Xie Qingcheng." He Yu's fingers holding the teacup turned jade white, "Maybe except before dying."

Xie Qingcheng: "…"

From the perspective of a personal doctor, the relationship between He Jiwei and He Yu is indeed very delicate.

He Jiwei was very indifferent to He Yu, and was not very close in attitude. I heard that he loved his wife very much when he was young, but his wife did not love the eldest son. The mother seemed to be angry with this for some reason. The son, the husband also followed the wife who had experienced pain, trying not to touch the wife's scars.

But it would be unfair to say that He Jiwei didn't care about the eldest son at all. First of all, Xie Qingcheng was a personal doctor who came to He's house after several requests from He Jiwei. Furthermore, Xie Qingcheng had been treating He Yu for many years. Although He Jiwei had not given He Yu any company, he would not forget to ask Xie Qing presented the status of his eldest son.

He Yu drank the cup of **** tea, the tea cup was empty, he put down the cup, and said softly: "You know... He has all the assets that he can handle by himself. leave it all to me."

He Yu was very numb, as if He Jiwei's behavior made him even more confused: "All."

“…”

"He Li thought it was fake, so he asked people from Yanzhou to do the appraisal... His father left for a few days, and he made trouble for a few days. He didn't believe this was his final decision." He Yu said.

"But as a result of the appraisal, that will is true. It was notarized."

He Yu lowered his head and smiled, but there was no smile in that smile, it seemed ironic and ridiculous.

"He Li said that he would not attend his funeral... He said that He Jiwei must have become mentally ill in the end to make such a decision. He didn't get a penny... He originally thought The person who can't get a penny is me." He Yu said, "I was prepared for that. I hardly used my parents' money when I was an adult. I earned it all by myself. I don't care about him. Give me anything. He Li is different."

Xie Qingcheng: "...Maybe he thinks that by handing over the family business to you, you can manage it much better than He Li."

Pause for a moment, then ask: "What did Mr. Lu say?"

"...She didn't expect this result." He Yu didn't know why, but the light and shadow in his eyes seemed to change slightly.

"Although her relationship with my dad has faded a lot over the years, she still likes him very much. After knowing that it was my dad's arrangement, she didn't say anything... She has been sick for several days, After my dad died, she didn't even think about eating and drinking. She took a little relief yesterday. She seems to be many years older all of a sudden, and all those resolute looks have gone with my dad. "

“…”

"When I went out this morning, she stopped me. I don't know what she was going to tell me. I stood at the entrance and looked at her." He Yu said, "She has been so stunned. He stared at me blankly, and then suddenly, he said sorry to me."

He Yu looked very numb when he narrated these things.

His heart is like a thick cocoon, no one can see the true face of this organ at this moment.

A while ago, they were still in a daze because of the incident at Xie Xue's wedding banquet, and as soon as they died, many things that seemed very serious before suddenly became so innocuous.

Blurred like it happened in a previous life.

He Yu raised his head and looked at Xie Qingcheng who was standing in front of him: "Brother, I will take my father's seat later, I have heard before that some chairs can eat people , once you sit on it, people will change, it is involuntary."

"Others said that before He Jiwei took such a high position, he was really good to my mother, and he followed everything. Then they slowly walked away, each taking care of his own affairs. Career, we can't even talk about going together. In fact, I once heard my dad ask a question, he asked her, do you remember what we were like before. "

He Yu lowered her eyelashes: "She didn't answer him for a long time."

, rumbled, thunderstorms poured down, turning the color of the world into a blank white in a blink of an eye.

Xie Qingcheng said: "...I'll go and pour you a cup of tea."

He Yu grabbed his wrist.

The young man sitting in the chair pulled Xie Qingcheng back, and he hugged him again, like a child who didn't want to part with Chichen's childhood, hugged his shabby teddy bear .

He buried his face in Xie Qingcheng's waist and abdomen, holding his rag doll in front of the desk window in the dark wind and rain.

A young man who is so crazy, paranoid, and powerful, seems so helpless and sad at this moment.

Xie Qingcheng choked up when he heard his voice: "Brother Xie... there are some things I have to do, some things he left behind that I need to complete, except me, there is nothing else Someone can take over...you know what I mean...?"

“…I understand.”

How could he not understand? He felt this way more than anyone else.

He raised his hand and wanted to touch He Yu's hair, but before his fingertips touched the top of He Yu's hair, he heard his hoarse voice: "...Sorry, brother, I am the one Yue... I've been alone and endured this month... I'm about to be tortured insane by this reality... I can't stand it... Just let me be this wayward again... You can spoil me for another day... Because today Then...I might just..."

"I may never be He Yu again."

There are places that can eat people.

The brocade clothes are on the ground, and the skeleton's hand is still holding the heavy scepter. Sitting on it was the man he called his father.

Twenty years ago, before the skeleton sat in this position, it was flesh and blood.

"Would you hug me... Xie Qingcheng..." He Yu pulled him down and looked at him with scattered and blurred eyes, both sad and reluctant. And the depths of sadness and reluctance are another, more unknown emotion, that emotion is hidden in the bottom of the deep pupil, and is not shown to anyone.

"He Yu..."

"I can't take it...you hug me..."

The skeletons scattered into blue smoke, and new life came to this seat and began to sacrifice for it.

Before that, he took the love he couldn't get to a chair, let him sit in his arms, he hooked the back of his neck, as if absorbing the last living people of heat. He rubbed the tip of his nose lightly, and tentatively touched Xie Qingcheng's chin, cheeks, bridge of nose, eyebrows, forehead... and finally moved it down - he stared at Xie Qingcheng's eyes, at such a close distance , silently exchanged emotions with it.

Then he raised his head, his cold lips trembled, and kissed Xie Qingcheng's lips.

Xie Qingcheng wanted to comfort him, and also wanted to retrieve some real feelings from this nightmarish news. He felt He Yu's light kisses, which seemed to be sent to him by He Yu. 's help.

"I'm so confused... Xie Qingcheng..." Between the kisses, he murmured in front of his lips, "I feel so bad... You know... I'm really sad..."

He Yu's emotions were transmitted to Xie Qingcheng's chest.

It was not just the pain of losing my father, but it seemed that there was another secret too heavy to hide. He Yu's hand gently brushed Xie Qingcheng's ear temples, his forehead touching his forehead: "Just this night? Don't drive me away again... accompany me..."

Xie Qingcheng looked at He Yu's eyes from a close distance. In fact, because it was too close, he couldn't see anything clearly, but he could hear He Yu's heartbeat, and he could feel it even in the dark To He Yu's slightly trembling fingertips.

"Xie Qingcheng, please..."

Xie Qingcheng finally did not let He Yu finish the broken pleading, he raised his hand, clasped the back of He Yu's neck, put it on it, and hugged him tightly .

They are like medicine for each other.

In fact, it is not only He Yu who needs Xie Qingcheng, but Xie Qingcheng, who is in deep distress and confusion, also needs him.

If He Yu is about to become the head of the He Group, and if the young He Yu will slowly disappear from then on, and eventually cease to exist, then...

"Okay..."

A sigh-like answer, hoarse and fiery, almost inaudible.

But He Yu still heard it.

He Yu was stunned for a moment, then a burst of enthusiasm flooded into his eyes, he murmured and kept calling Xie Qingcheng's name, as if he wanted to spend the rest of his life on this night. Buried deep in Xie Qingcheng's heart. Then he kissed Xie Qingcheng again as if venting his emotions, without any hesitation.

"Xie Qingcheng...Xie Qingcheng..."

Breathing short, he kissed him hot, like a moth at last hugging a flame.

Xie Qing Cheng, Xie Qing Cheng. I may never be He Yu again.

You will let me hold the doll for the last day, okay?

After this, you have to remember how hard I hug you, just like I will remember all the warmth you gave me.

The torrential rain outside the window made the world blurry and desolate.

In the place where Xie Qingcheng can't see, in the deepest part of He Yu's eyes, there has been a certain determination, a certain purpose, a certain secret - no one knows, no one knows Can't see.

He hugged him and pressed the secret into his heart. Tonight, he didn't want to think about anything, he just wanted to feel Xie Qingcheng's sighing indulgence with all his heart... In order to cover up his heartbreak, he picked up his lover who might never be able to touch him in the future, and put it away. On the bed, leaned over and pressed on.

Xie Qingcheng was startled for a moment, he originally just wanted to hug He Yu this night and give him some comfort. He didn't think about it elsewhere, but He Yu's action made him understand that in fact, He Yu wanted more and was even crazier.

It has been a month, and he lives in the He family, where the news is blocked, in darkness, purgatory, death and confusion.

Xie Qingcheng. Thoroughly.

This kind of emotion will contagious people, in front of such strong feelings, Xie Qing has no way to retreat.

He Yu kissed him, from shallow to deep, almost to the depths of his soul, as if what he asked for from Xie Qingcheng was not a kiss, but a kind of kiss that only Xie Qingcheng could give him redemption.

He saw Xie Qingcheng's hesitation, his hand grabbed Xie Qingcheng's finger, He Yu said hoarsely: "Don't let me go back to hell... just this night..."

"Save me...Xie Qingcheng..."

His forehead pressed against Xie Qingcheng's forehead, his fingers clasped tightly, and he whispered softly.

"You save me..."

Although he himself has endured too much, even though he is also upset because of He Jiwei's death and doesn't want to do it, even though he knows that all the clues have been interrupted and he has to start all over again, but He Yu in front of him was really too embarrassed, too miserable and pitiful. He understood that what He Yu wanted was something that would make him temporarily forget about reality.

Only what he can give.

"You save me..." He Yu whispered softly in his ear, deeper than desire, was his despair at the moment.

Xie Qingcheng finally stopped moving, he looked at him, and after a few seconds, his fingers moved slightly, as if acquiescing, so He Yu went crazy again kiss him hard.

Maybe this lunatic He Yu is right. When the kiss was the most affectionate, the clothes were taken off one by one between the hugs and kisses, and the air in the room kept heating up.

Xie Qingcheng seemed to finally be able to feel it, this temperature... Only this temperature can dispel the distress and pain in their hearts.

The chill of death and parting has subsided temporarily. At this moment, it seems that there is only this small house left in the world, and only each other is left in their eyes.

He Yu looked at Xie Qingcheng, who was lying under him, with only black calf socks left, his eyes were a little dazed, he whispered softly: "Brother... I'm sorry... Maybe this time, Really... the last time..."

This sentence is completely unconscious. He Yu's current mental state is actually very confusing.

He thought it was just the voice in his heart, but he didn't notice that Xie Qingcheng had heard it.

There have been many "last times" between Xie Qingcheng and He Yu, but every time before, this sentence was said by Xie Qingcheng, but this time it was by He Yu I speak out.

Xie Qingcheng does not understand business very well, nor does he understand the business field of aristocratic families, he does not know why He Yu has such a deep sense of worry about the future, but He Yu said so, he also understands this Once He Yu really planned to let go.

Also, the boss of a leading pharmaceutical company can never be entangled with a man all his life.

It is indeed...the last time.

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes, and when He Yu approached him again, he raised his hand and wrapped his arms around the back of his neck.

Then don't think anymore... Really don't.

He and he don't have to think so much tonight.

Reality is like a chasing flood beast, blocking the door of the hut, they know that they will face blood dripping after pushing the door out, only this night, before they go out, the two still Can hug like this.

Maybe Xie Qingcheng's "last time" will never be the last, because Xie Qingcheng will always be soft-hearted towards He Yu.

And He Yu's "last time" was really the last time, because even He Yu had chosen to give up.

The initiative between the two of them seems to be in the hands of Xie Qingcheng, but in fact it is broken and continuous, and the person who finally makes the decision is that young man.

If the young man stops, it will really end between them.

"Xie Qingcheng..." He kissed him, breathing hot.

They haven't done it for a long time, Xie Qingcheng's private parts are tight and astringent, He Yu took the moisturizing cream that Xie Xue and Xie Qingcheng mixed at the bedside, and put his fingers in first to do it lubricating.

He said anxiously and hoarsely: "Okay...It's alright..."

He Yu is not a gentle bed partner, not to mention the flushed Xie Qingcheng who is urging him under him.

He Yu glanced at him, restrained the urge to insert it immediately, and opened the bedside table to **** for things.

"What are you looking for?"

"Set."

"...there is no such thing, my house."

He Yu: "Then..."

Xie Qingcheng was really in a dream tonight, so he didn't care.

He wrapped He Yu's neck and pulled him down, almost lip to lip, the man's slightly hoarse voice was like an order, a guide, and a connivance: "You can Come in directly without wearing a condom."

He Yu took a deep breath, his pupils were darker than before, no matter how many times they did it, Xie Qingcheng could make him sleep with someone for the first time with just one sentence Just like the hairy young man, he was so hard that even his hands trembled slightly due to stimulation.

He pumped violently with his fingers several times, causing Xie Qing to snort and frown slightly under him. It became more and more wet and sticky, and with He Yu's movements, he kept stirring up the soft and greasy wet liquid, making a sound similar to that of real sex.

"Okay...enough...don't...don't do this anymore" Xie Qingcheng raised his neck slightly, his face flushed with intoxication, "Don't...you go straight...you go straight do it…!"

When Xie Qingcheng had been inserted into the small hole of Zhang Yihe, he stretched his waist and slowly sent his angry **** to the lustful meat hole that had brought him bliss too many times.

"You relax...or you won't get in..."

He Yu gasped, dragged a soft pillow at the head of the bed, and put it under Xie Qingcheng's waist, so that Xie Qingcheng could feel a little more comfortable when he lifted his waist. But his gentleness was limited to that. After He Yu put a pillow on him, he pressed Xie Qingcheng on top of it, with one hand around Xie Qingcheng's waist and buttocks, and the other on his **** penis. He looked at Xie Qingcheng. The man below him, whose face was suddenly pale with pain, pushed in bit by bit.

He could feel Xie Qingcheng's little **** shrinking violently, as if he was lustfully sucking and biting the man's penis, and as if he was stubbornly pushing back, rejecting the invasion of the same sex. The small mouth-like sucking stimulated He Yu's lower abdomen to become numb and crisp. He couldn't bear it any longer. Halfway in, his perseverance and patience were crushed by the man's ecstasy and bone-eroding flesh. Now, he was no longer restrained, took a deep breath, his waist and buttocks slammed forward, the hot meat blade slammed straight into the depths of Xie Qingcheng's intestinal wall, and suddenly smashed Xie Qingcheng's meat hole. The inner wall is stretched to the limit.

"Ah...!" Xie Qing's eyes widened conspicuously, his eyes turned white, and his mind seemed to be cut off by He Yu.

It hurts...

"Does it hurt?" He Yu went in, raised his hand to touch Xie Qingcheng's abdomen, his buttocks could not restrain himself and began to push forward in small steps, he was so relieved that he could not even breathe Now, shaking on Xie Qingcheng's body, "Then I'll take it easy..."

Divert attention from pain.

, while twitching his lips and making a squeak of water, he straightened his waist and began to forcefully engage Xie Qingcheng's body.

"Pop..." The cramped room was filled with the rhythmic thumping of sex, and the old wooden bed was creaking and shaking.

He Yu went around the tip of Xie Qingcheng's tongue, kissing him indifferently, reaching down with one hand, holding Xie Qingcheng's genitals, and stroking roughly.

The sudden stimulation at the front and the pain at the back made Xie Qingxing almost unable to support him. , while Yu He Yu was breathing, in a posture where the two were connected, he suddenly turned over and pressed He Yu under him.

"Thank you...you..."

Xie Qing was silent, leaned on top of He Yu, lowered his head slightly, frowned, and slowly moved his waist.

"Hmmm..."

Such an action, if you just look at the upper body, may make people misunderstand that the person being hit is actually He Yu, after all, the posture is changed to Xie Qingcheng pressing him.

But seeing the whole body is not the case.

This pose will make Xie Qing