The bed kept creaking and shaking, and the mattress rhythmically shook. It was almost dawn when everything stopped slowly like a wave of water.

In the thunder and drumbeats of , to demonstrate to some invisible force, even if it is heart-wrenching, there must be such a crazy hug once.

He Yu was born untamed by society.

Xie Qingcheng is different. Xie Qingcheng seems to be a person who grew up completely according to the moral framework, but in fact he is more rebellious than anyone else. His venting was silent, but also destructive, reckless, as if he regarded the future as dust.

But the future is coming.

When the sky was dawn, Xie Qingcheng was disturbed from his light sleep by the slight movement. He opened his eyes and He Yu was lying beside him. I don't know when he woke up. Or maybe the young man didn't sleep at all.

He Yu hugged him, hugged under the thin air conditioner, and a pair of dark apricot eyes looked at him so quietly.

It is still raining lightly outside, morning and evening are intertwined, and the day has not yet come fully.

Xie Qingcheng and He Yu looked at each other for a while, Xie Qingcheng's voice was low and hoarse: "When will you leave?"

"Dawn."

Xie Qingcheng responded, he wanted to say something, but he didn't seem to want to say anything.

For so long, they have never had an atmosphere like this after they finished, calm, peaceful, and no one has the heart to break it. In fact, Xie Qingcheng should have never spoiled He Yu so much. When He Yu adjusted himself to hug him tighter, he frowned slightly, because He Yu's **** were still inserted inside, and he could feel it when he moved. I was pushed, and together with the thick **** inside, I was pushed out of the rest of the water, which was shaking.

He felt pain, but did not reprimand him.

He Yu hugged him, their legs were entangled under the thin quilt, and the heartbeat reached each other's heart through the sweaty chest.

He Yu hugged him like this for a long time, as if they were both eighty years old and their lives were almost over, so there was no need to think about anything.

"Xie Qingcheng." Finally he said softly, "I want to ask you something."

"What?"

"Have you ever liked me? Even for a day?"

“…”

"An hour?"

“…”

He Yu stroked his hair, and was quiet for a while, and then seemed unwilling, and seemed to laugh at himself: "... Then, what about a second?"

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes: "…"

Also as hard as his bones.

After a long silence, he heard He Yu smiling softly in his ear: "I'm sorry, I asked for too much."

“…”

"I know, you can't give me this."

He Yu paused for a while, took the mobile phone beside his pillow, turned on the modified portable camera, the blue light was cast on the ceiling, and in the light was the jellyfish he made by himself. underwater shadow.

He let go of Xie Qingcheng, looked at Xie Qingcheng's eyes, and said, "What you gave me is already very good. I know that is the only thing you have. Xie Qingcheng , I know you are still kind to me in your heart, I don't blame you."

In a room as quiet as the deep sea, he kissed Xie Qingcheng's lips again. The covered body slowly moved again, He Yu's buttocks swayed forward, and the **** that had been inserted in Xie Qingcheng's body all night became hard and hot, and once again pushed into the wet pussy. .

"Ah...ah..."

He Yucao's movements went from slow and lingering, to gradually frenzied and unstoppable, and finally turned into a madness that almost broke Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Qingcheng is a very patient person, but I don't know why just such a shallow taste makes his eyes wet and his breath is slightly heavy.

The two were entangled again before dawn, and Xie Qingcheng let out a broken whisper in his throat when he was being possessed more and more intensely.

I don't know if it was an illusion, He Yu heard his elders being **** to the point of being lost in this unworldly sex, and he murmured in a collapsed voice: "... He Yu I...you...ah...you can **** all in..."

"Do not unplug."

"All... stay..."

If this is the last I can give.

If this is the last you have.

Even if it goes against ethics, I want to always remember it clearly.

When he woke up again, He Yu had already left.

Xie Qingcheng was lying on the messy bed, looking at the ceiling, his heart was very confused - he knew that He Yu was determined to take up the family business, the love that was so unscrupulous before, and in the future Maybe not anymore.

This is the ending he has always been asking for.

Now he finally got what he wanted.

Blowing in and leaving with He Yu, it seemed to be the last bit of temperature on his body.

It's all gone now.

He was very tired, lying on the bed, did not get up for a long time.

At ten o'clock in the morning, he received a real-time push from the public account of the city news, first an obituary with black and white photos, and the news of the death of He Jiwei, one of the top 100 entrepreneurs in the country.

Then the online news interview, the time, place, and invited media were all arranged in advance by the He family.

Xie Qingcheng looked at the boy who was stubbornly hugging him like a little beast a few hours ago, and now he has changed into the black and elegant formal attire he was interviewing, calmly and decently Responding to questions from the media, Lu Zhishu with red and swollen eyes stood behind him, and in the far corner of the picture was He Li with a worried face.

On the screen, He Yu's name was marked with the words heir of the He Group.

It's really weird.

The young Mr. He in the camera is elegant, gentle, with a beautiful face, and a good conversation. The ends of his apricot eyes are a little red, which is just the right kind of sadness. The details of the meeting and seizure are the facade of the He family's so-called filial piety.

He Yu didn't study it deliberately, but he has always been smart and he did a good job.

"Next, with the help of my mother, I will make the project in hand go smoothly."

Media: "But at present, many of the unfinished projects of the He family are overseas. Does that mean that Mr. He will often go abroad in the future..."

He Yu sat quietly in front of the solid wood desk, slender hands folded: "Yes."

"Your studies have not been completed, so how do you plan to balance your studies and family business?"

"I'm ready to apply for a one-year suspension, because I'm really young and inexperienced in many things, I need to focus all my energy on business affairs, with my father's seniors who have worked for many years As well as my mother, brothers, they will give me the greatest help. Then I do not want to live up to their expectations. When the business returns to a state of smooth operation, I will return to campus and finish my studies."

Media: "I would like to ask a digression here, Mr. He, your major in the college entrance examination is editing and directing, not the medical field related to the family business. Is this choice purely out of interest? Or is it the expectations of the parents?"

He Yu didn't answer immediately this time, he lowered his eyelashes, his thumbs played with each other, and after a moment of quiet thought, his eyes turned towards the camera again, as if it was straight out and fell on on someone off-screen.

"When I was very young, someone once told me that no matter how hard you encounter difficulties, you should not give in to suffering. More important than medicine is a person's inner strength. I always thought that my original intention to apply for the Shanghai University choreography was because of other things, but then I gradually realized that it was because I always remembered his words in my heart."

"Inner strength will be more effective than the power of drugs at some point, and if I have learned something in this professional field, maybe I can put the things that inspire my heart, It is presented in the form of works. As long as someone can understand it, as long as there are people in difficult situations who can be encouraged and helped, even if it is very small, I still think this is a meaningful thing.”

I have to say, He Yu's temperament is very suitable for talking in front of the camera so gentle With He Li, if today's speech were replaced by the other two, it is unlikely to have such an effect.

Reporter: "Then Mr. He, can you tell me who that person is? Is it your father, or..."

He Yu said softly and unequivocally: "It's my secret."

In front of the TV in Wei's house, on Auntie Li's mobile phone, on Zheng Jingfeng's computer in the police station, in front of Duan Wen's external screen in Australia...and in the hut in Moyu Lane.

He Yu's voice was heard.

"It's also a secret I'll keep for him."

An island in Australia.

Duan Wen crossed his legs and looked at the vertical screen in the study: "How many medicines did he take to maintain such calmness?"

He Yuxin's personal doctor Anthony: "Can I say lethal dose?"

"..." Duan Wen said, "He definitely won't die."

"He has survived, and he will not die. Pity him when he was most broken down, his secret gentleman has been investigating the case because he discovered Wei Rong's secret, and he did not know He Yu How uncomfortable that month was... But as soon as He Yu got better, he went to find him." Anthony sneered, "What a madman, who can stand Xie Qingcheng for a normal person. Don't say you like him, and he Living together is enough to torture people to death. Only a lunatic would like it."

"You don't have to say that." Duan Wen said indifferently, "There are some things you don't understand."

Mr. Duan said this, and Anthony couldn't refute anything, but in the image fed back by the holographic projection, his face was not very good-looking.

After a while, Anthony said quietly: "It's just that now, he has to give up on him, isn't he. His father is dead, and only he can bear the burden of the whole family, but fortunately he has a good brain. Sober, he has nothing to stand beside Xie Qingcheng."

Duan Wen looked at the screen for a while, and after a long time, said dryly: "I hope."

After half an hour, the interview was over.

Xie Qingcheng's mobile phone is still on the website of the video official account and has not logged out.

He raised his hand and covered his forehead with his elbow—

Xie Xue, Chen Man…He Yu.

The three people he once worried about have all fulfilled his wish, and the dust has settled between the tossing and turning, and they all have a brand new future.

God may have finally heard his wish this time and made him feel relieved.

The broken teddy bear slowly closed its eyes—

He knew that he could move forward without any scruples, to do his last bit, to repay Qin Ciyan's kindness, and then if he could...

He wants to find the enemy who killed his parents.