He Yu's appearance shocked everyone.

Needless to say, what is more exciting news than the resurrection of the hero who was alone in danger?

People who know He Yu feel that they are dreaming, especially those dream breakers who know Devil's true face - they have been fighting with Duan Wen, and recently this Devil brought them There was a lot of loss and trouble. Although they didn't have any evidence to prove that Devil was Duan Wen's accomplice, this person was working for Duan Wen and had completely replaced Lu Zhishu and Huang Zhilong. .

But now the facts tell them that Devil is He Yu who sacrificed his life to help the police solve the case?

How did he turn into a complete-smelling person? !

Of course, because there is no direct evidence to support He Yu in doing things for Duan Wen, as a hero who "sacrificed" back then, He Yu who came back from the dead naturally received a lot of support from the people, and Extraordinary perks.

According to him, he was not blown up to ashes, but fell into the sea under the blast of the wind, and was finally found and rescued by an Australian ship. The police found his severed limbs and flesh that had been cut by sharp explosives when he was shipwrecked, and identified them as the only remnants left after his bones were destroyed. But it wasn't a fatal injury. He finally had steel bones in his feet, completed a very advanced surgery, and survived without any health effects.

In the past two or three years, He Yu has been living in Australia. Because he wanted to rest in peace and avoid trouble, he never made a public appearance until he regained his energy and recovered his mental outlook, and then returned to China.

However, his rhetoric is enough to coax people who don't know why, but it is completely untenable in front of the police.

Zheng Jingfeng immediately called Xie Qingcheng and asked him to pay attention to—

"I don't know what happened, but He Yu has changed now." Zheng Jingfeng said to Xie Qingcheng on the phone, "I think he will find you when he comes back, you don't want to be with him Get too close, and it won't do you any good."

Not only Zheng Jingfeng, but also higher-level personnel of the Broken Dream Organization specifically told Xie Qingcheng, emphasizing that if He Yu came to him, he must not tell him anything about the Broken Dream Organization.

They think too much.

After He Yu appeared, he did not call Xie Qingcheng or send a message, let alone come to look for him. Others don't know why, only Xie Qingcheng knows very well that in the naval battle that year, his choice has broken He Yu's heart.

He hurts people's hearts, so no matter what others say, no matter what the result is, Xie Qingcheng still wants to see He Yu.

That night, Xie Qingcheng locked himself at home and stared at his mobile phone alone - there was a chat box between him and He Yu on the mobile phone, as long as he pressed the send button, he could chat with He Yu get in touch.

He has always been a very courageous and confident person, but at this moment, he felt that something close to "emotional cowardice" was born in his sick body.

In the past few years, Xie Qingcheng has not changed his mobile phone, and the conversation records between him and He Yu are still there.

Xie Qingcheng couldn't associate him with the indifferent and elegant "President He" on TV, let alone "Devil" who was suspected of colluding with Duan Wen.

Xie Qingcheng thought for a while, thinking about how to talk to He Yu, but his thinking was too old-fashioned, and of course the messages he sent couldn't make any sense, he thought about it all night , I typed the message back and forth in the input box countless times and deleted it, and even wrote the manuscript on the desk with pen and paper.

But in the end, he realized that with his current status, the opening remarks he could have were just: "Hello. How are you?"

The message was sent successfully.

Xie Qingcheng leaned back, sat on the chair exhausted, and sighed.

He didn't expect to just send such a message, and he was already sweating heavily.

After sending the text message, Xie Qingcheng started a long wait.

He waited for a day and a night, and whenever there was any movement on his phone, he would check it, and when he saw that it was not He Yu, he became depressed again.

He just kept waiting.

From hope to disappointment.

In the end, there is only endless sadness left.

For a whole night, Xie Qingcheng lay on the bed, clutching his old sweaty mobile phone, and staring at the ceiling blankly. Maybe it was the same when He Yu was waiting for his reply in the past. When He Yu was in pain, He Yu kept sending him messages saying, "Doctor Xie, I'm sick... I'm sick."

At that time, Xie Qingcheng ignored him.

Now all this despair has come back to Xie Qingcheng's heart.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and slowly the sky darkens again.

When the sun was engulfed by darkness again and the world returned to chaos, Xie Qingcheng finally knew that He Yu would never reply to his news again.

He lay numbly on the bed and finally sent him a message.

Xie Qingcheng said: "He Yu. I'm sorry."

Message sent successfully.

This time he didn't have any more hope. After he posted it, he put down the sweaty mobile phone that he had been holding for a day and a night...

He knew that He Yu would never return to him again.

In this way, he could not see He Yu, nor could he get a response from He Yu. Tried calling later, but no one answered.

But Xie Qingcheng still cares about him very much. Every day he goes home, he turns on the TV on time and wants to see some news related to He Yu. Now He Yu is an eye-catching weapon in business news, and he will appear on TV every so often.

Xie Qingcheng thought that it would be good if he could see him on the screen.

As long as he's alive and smiling, whether that smile belongs to him or not, that's fine.

Even if it hurts, it's fine.

On this day, Xie Qingcheng came back from the laboratory late, and it was almost nine o'clock when he returned to Moyu Lane.

He didn't live in Wei's house for too long. After all, it was Xie Xue's husband's house.

Take medicine.

He was a little stunned when he took the medicine box. He has a good living habit, and he is used to taking care of everything in an orderly manner, just like a neat operating table. He remembered that before he went out in the morning, he put the medicine boxes neatly at the corner of the table, but now these boxes are messy and randomly placed in the center of the tea table.

Maybe Aunt Li has been here, she has the key to his house.

Xie Qingcheng didn't care too much, took the medicine, turned on the TV, and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower.

By the time it came out, the evening news had already started.

Today, He Yu accepted an exclusive interview with Shanghai local station, and talked about the business he is currently doing.

Xie Qingcheng sat in front of the screen and watched.

The program lasted for an hour and a half, and he watched him with half-blind eyes for an hour and a half. Look at the once brilliant boy, calmly dealing with all kinds of tricky problems.

At the end of the show, the host was unwilling to talk about business, and tried his best to reveal some private information.

Host: "Mr. He, have you felt lonely in Australia in recent years, and have you missed anyone?"

"Loneliness is something I'm used to. As for missing..." He Yu smiled softly, with a sweet feeling, "If I knew a touching woman like you before the naval battle, I should There will be someone to remember.”

His answer was natural and likable.

Xie Qingcheng watched quietly in front of the TV, so quiet that there was almost no liveliness, he looked at He Yu and smiled, and he wanted to try to smile along.

But the lips can't be affected, and the heart is like being cut by a knife.

I don't know if it was too hard, but after watching the show that night and falling asleep, Xie Qingcheng had a fever.

He was lying on the bed, his whole body was burning hot, he seemed to hear He Yu softly saying to him: "Brother, if you are afraid of the cold, I can hold you to sleep. , I'll warm the bed for you, free of charge, don't drive me away, okay?"

The quilt was hot from his body temperature, and he had the illusion that He Yu really went to bed and hugged him.

Xie Qingcheng said softly, "I won't drive you away... He Yu... I won't drive you away..."

But are you willing to come back?

Will you come back to me...

No more responses.

After a night of confusion, Xie Qingcheng did not know whether there were hot tears between his eyelashes.

When I woke up the next day, there was no one around, but the little fire dragon was still standing naively on the desk.

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes, gently stroked the warm bedding with his fingers, smoothed the aftertaste of the dream, and completely returned to reality.

He has to be calm, and even the qualification to be sad can only be possessed in a dream.

Xie Qingcheng picked up his emotions and got up, seeing a message on his phone.

He opened it, and it was sent by an innocuous person.

Inquire if He Yu has come to him.

This person is not even familiar with Xie Qingcheng, not even caring, just to satisfy his own desire to spy on their private affairs under the guise of greetings.

It seems that those who knew them thought that He Yu would come to look for him. From time to time, someone asked him about his situation. After learning that He Yu had never contacted him, they all looked surprised. Then he sighed and said that He Yu had really changed.

There is no need for these people to remind them over and over again.

Xie Qingcheng understands it better than anyone else.

Now it is difficult for him to find He Yu, but it is easy for He Yu to find him. His number, email, WeChat... nothing has been changed.

He even lived back in Moyu Lane.

As long as He Yu wants to see him, he can come to this quiet old alley just like he did back then, but He Yu has never been there.

The once fiery boy has died.

The man who came back now managed to save his life, and naturally the farther away he was, the better.

The last time Xie Qingcheng would rather humiliate himself and go to He Yu was because of a news interview.

The news specifically talked about the foot injury He Yu suffered during the naval battle. He Yu smiled and said that it was nothing, it was repaired very well, and there was no problem at all. He was very healthy.

But when the host asked him if it really didn't hurt at all, He Yu was silent for a while, then smiled and said, if I really want to say, it's still a bit uncomfortable on rainy days.

The host said: "In fact, do you still need to rest more?"

He Yu: "It's nothing, it's all healed."

"Can you show us the wound? If you don't mind."

He Yu didn't care too much, so he gave a shot.

At first glance, there is no problem with his calf below the ankle, but when you push it closer, you can see that it is a permanent non-removable high bionic prosthesis. stitched inlay.

Xie Qingcheng knows that even if the operation is successful, this connection will be painful and needs to be supported, and He Yu has been attending chambers of commerce, large and small recently, as if a moment must not stop.

So he still went to the entrance of the headquarters of the Xin He Group, and wanted to give He Yu some special wound medicine that he asked the old doctor to find. Traditional Chinese medicine can often give patients the greatest help in terms of long-term treatment and pathological comfort.

He didn't expect He Yu to forgive him and deal with him again.

But he hoped that He Yu would feel better and accept some of his care.

The ointment and traditional Chinese medicine were placed in the paper bag. Xie Qingcheng did not intend to disturb He Yu, but only said that there was a note with the surname written in the bag. He Yu should have known it when he sent it there. But the security said that it must be notified before it can be arranged.

Xie Qingcheng finally had to report his name.

The security guard went to the phone and hung up after a while. When he came back, his face was cold and even a little wary.

"Hello, Mr. He said that he is not familiar with you. He will not accept your things."

“…”

"Go back. We can't just enter the building."

Xie Qing had a pale face, coughed lightly, and said nothing.

For this result, he is not unexpected.

But I do it anyway, knowing that I will be rejected.

Then he got a brutal and clear answer.

When he left, he heard the security guard talking with his colleagues: "It's really inexplicable, which boss would drink this kind of thing of unknown origin..."

"Yeah, they said they knew each other... How could Mr. He know him? Don't be crazy about trying to climb high branches."

"Looks like he's still half blind, haven't you noticed? He's out of focus in one eye..."

There was a chance that He Yu would see him, and he didn't want to appear too old and embarrassed in front of that person.

He cared about him very much, but in He Yu's heart, he was already a person who didn't need to see him alone.

Even his presence would make He Yu annoyed.

Although he really wanted to say sorry to He Yu face to face, he wanted He Yu to stop talking to Duan Wenshen no matter what, but he knew that He Yu would not care about him anymore.

Xie Qingcheng knew that the only thing he could do for him now was to stop bothering him.

He Yu was very painful when he was with him. Now that He Yu has come out, no matter his apology or concern, He Yu has been turned away, and his coldness is beyond words.

With the warmth in his heart, he used the damaged body and the little life left to hit the wall again and again, and now he finally has a blue nose and a swollen face. In silently admonishing him, say you go, you should give me a completely unrelated to the past-

New life.

The accident happened at the end of the year.

A friend of the Wei family held a small party in the family's newly opened luxury manor hotel. Because the family and the Wei family were very close, they invited the whole Wei family , naturally including Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Qingcheng had no interest in such activities when he was in good health. Now that his physique is so bad, he is even more lazy.

In the end, Xie Xue and Aunt Li persuaded him not to be bored at home all day, and to go out for a walk occasionally to relax, that is also very important.

Xie Qingcheng just went.

At least a thousand people came to the reception, and everyone got the top VIP card of the hotel. Everyone gathered together to relax, but the most important thing was to give the family a show. Then, at the banquet, expand some network resources that may be used in the future. The hall where the banquet is held is the owner's own area of ​​the hotel. The venue is spacious and luxuriously decorated. There are three floors up and down. Large banquets are held on the first floor. luxury private room.

People are in groups, chatting and laughing warmly or politely, each with its own purpose.

Xie Qingcheng didn't like to talk to people, and he happened to take care of the children for Wei Dongheng and his wife.

Lying on the ground in front of his uncle's chest, a pair of small hands wrapped around his neck, he looked around quietly, and when he was tired, he slept sweetly in his uncle's arms. Xie Qingcheng was not tired at all.

The music in the venue was too loud, Ya Ya's little feet moved uneasily on Xie Qingcheng's body, Xie Qingcheng lowered her eyelashes, aware of her discomfort, he asked softly, "Sleepy Yet?"

"Hmm...I'm still hungry..." Ya Ya said softly and yawned, "Uncle, I want to drink bedtime milk..."

"Mom came out in a hurry, so I didn't bring it." Xie Qing is a pure man, but he is very patient with the child, "Uncle will take you upstairs to sleep for a while, okay?"

"Well... that's fine." Ya Ya said, her eyelids were already fighting, and she almost fell asleep.

Xie Qingcheng patted her twice and took her to the box on the third floor to rest.

In the end, Brother Xie walked upstairs while hugging and coaxing the child gently. Just after turning a corner, five or six men who had just finished talking about business came across the aisle.

—

He didn't expect He Yu to be there.

He Yu walked in the middle of the group of men, and the people behind and around him were obviously trying to please him, with a fresh smile on his face.

"Yes, Mr. He was in Australia for two years, definitely..."

Suddenly, He Yu stopped, his eyes passed through the corridor covered with heavy woven carpet, and fell directly on Xie Qingcheng at the entrance. At that moment, his expression was stiff, and even time and space seemed to stand still.

They met here.

So caught off guard, so straightforward.

The two of them didn't have time to pretend they didn't see or know each other.

In an instant, no one seemed to exist around them, and time hadn't been lost for so many years.

As if he was still Xie Qingcheng when he was 33 years old, and He Yu was only 20 years old, just a student studying.

They just stared at each other.

A guest next to him saw this and said hurriedly: "Oh, Mr. He, this is your old acquaintance..."

As if the ice was breaking, this sound suddenly broke the dreamlike trance.

He Yu returned to his senses, his gaze on Xie Qingcheng narrowed slightly, and it became less easy for others to see his emotions, then he smiled and said to the guest: "… If I hadn't been reminded by you, Mr. Zhang, I would have hardly recognized anyone. I'm really rude."

Then he walked slowly to Xie Qingcheng, a little closer than normal social interaction.

He stretched out his hand to Xie Qingcheng, showed his face suddenly, and said with a smile: "Long time no see, Mr. Xie."

An opening greeting, without mentioning previous news and rejected visits.

Thank you, Mr., and established their relationship after their reunion.

Xie Qingcheng did not immediately extend his hand to him, he was holding Yaya, which was very inconvenient, so he raised his eyes with those peach blossom eyes that seemed to be calm, but had actually suppressed too many emotions. Look at him - one eye has a spirit, but the other eye can no longer gather the light.

He Yu stretched out his hand in front of him, politely.

But that's it.

The child woke up, kicking his calf and moving his soft body.

"Um...pull..." The child just woke up, unable to speak coherently, only rubbing his eyes with his small fists and stammering, "I want mother...drink milk..."

Xie Qingcheng was worried that she would fall off when she moved around, and she retracted that hand halfway, which became the support to hold her.

He hugged the child again, and then said to He Yu: "...Sorry."

He Yu paused for a moment, smiled slightly, and there was no cloudy sky between his brows, but he withdrew his hand cooperatively, his eyes wandered back and forth between Xie Qingcheng and Ya Ya, After a few seconds, he said indifferently, "Is this your child?"

Xie Qingcheng: "Niece."

"Oh." He Yu paused and smiled again.

In fact, with their current relationship, Xie Qingcheng did not need to explain too much to He Yu, but for some reason, he still told He Yu so directly.

He Yuwen said: "I'm so sorry, I thought you were remarried, so..."

He Yu smiled again and did not continue.

The two of them talked, and the others didn't get too close, so He Yu's words and words only fell into Xie Qingcheng's heart.

Xie Qingcheng was holding Ya Ya, the child was very warm, as if he could remove the ice from his heart at the moment, he looked at He Yu with his unfocused eyes, and went to face as calmly as possible to him.

After a long time, He Yu still asked what he said half-heartedly.

"Is Mr. Xie not married yet?"

Xie Qingcheng: "...No."

This question is too personal, and it should not be asked in an ordinary relationship. But He Yu still asked.

Vaguely, Xie Qingcheng seemed to have an expectation in his heart that he didn't want to admit, which made his heart gradually warm.

However, He Yu's next words seemed to give him a cold slap on the face.

He Yu smiled and said: "That's a pity, you have to hurry up, your age condition is here after all, if it's later, you won't be able to find a good wife."

Xie Qingcheng looked at him, He Yu still gave him a gentle look, but the heat in Xie Qingcheng's heart cooled down like this.

In fact, it's not just cold, it's almost a chill that penetrates into the bones.

After being quiet for a long time, Xie Qing said, "Whether a person gets married or not has nothing to do with age."

"I know, it's just that you don't look very healthy. It's better to take care of yourself when you're old... But it all depends on your personal wishes, Mr. Xie. ."

Xie Qing looked at him silently.

After a while, He Yu suddenly stared at his face and asked, "By the way..."

"Huh?"

"I happened to hear people talk about it before, I'm not sure, Mr. Xie, is this eye of yours..."

"I can't see it."

“…for what?”

Xie Qingcheng was in front of everyone, quiet for a moment, and finally said: "I forgot."

The conversation has come to a stalemate again.

A guest behind him tentatively asked: "Mr. He, do you want to chat with Mr. Xie for a while? Then why don't we go down first?"

"...No need." He Yu immediately smiled slightly, and said gently and calmly, "We have nothing to talk about, I'll go with you."

He nodded to Xie Qing.

"Mr. Xie, nice to see you again."

He left.

Xie Qingcheng stood there for a while - he never imagined that his reunion with He Yu would be like this.

He Yu didn't have any direct complaints, and didn't mention the old events of the year, as if everything in the past had been blown away with the smoke of gunpowder on the sea. but-

"Uncle..." The warm little thing in his arms moved, looked up at his face, and cared about him sincerely, "Uncle...why are you sad...don't be sad , okay?"

"...Uncle is not sad." Xie Qing said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the house to rest for a while."

Ya Ya raised her hand and met his beautiful eyes that could no longer see anything.

There is nothing wet and no more bleeding.

But Ya Ya gently touched it with his hand, and said, "Uncle, be good...don't cry anymore."

The private room was very comfortable. Xie Qingcheng found a room with the best view from the window and sat down in the room. He never spoke during the process.

He finally saw He Yu, but he didn't expect such a situation - He Yu was gentle, but stabbed him in the heart one by one.

Ya Ya is very interesting, her uncle doesn't speak, and she doesn't make a fuss, but clumsily touched his forehead with her small hand, as if trying to appease him. After about ten minutes, she fell asleep again. Xie Qingcheng also felt very tired, it was a sudden feeling of exhaustion.

He sat on the reclining chair, hugged Ya Ya, and rested for a while.

Maybe his heart hurts too much, and every time he beats, he feels extremely tired. In his deep sleep, he had a vague dream that He Yu had returned upstairs and found this box.

He Yu looked at his reclining chair for a long time, lowered his head, gently picked up Ya Ya, who was in his arms, and placed it on the big bed beside him. Then he returned to his side, staring down at him, one hand touching his chest, where his shirt was messed up by the child's sleep, right next to his heart.

"I can't help but hate you so heartlessly. Xie Qingcheng... I can't help but hate you."

But what followed was a trembling kiss between the eyebrows.

Long pause...

Long time.

This is a very good dream, even if he said hate, he is still willing to come back, and he even bowed his head and kissed him.

Xie Qingcheng felt jerky and bitter in his throat, so much so that he couldn't make a sound when he tried to call He Yu's name. The only thing that came out was a vague broken sound, very low, and fell in the silent lounge...

When I woke up, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

His phone was muted, there were five caller IDs, all from Xie Xue and Wei Dongheng, and finally there was a message saying that they could not reach Xie Qingcheng, but they had to call back first The main house is over, let Xie Qingcheng see the news and call back.

Xie Qingcheng moved his arm, probably because the sleeping position was suitable, but it was not so sour. Of course Ya Ya was still lying in his arms, the dream just now was just a dream after all.

"Uncle, are we going home?"

"Hmm."

"That's good...too sleepy...go home and wash Xiangxiang..." Ya Ya yawned, snuggling into Xie Qingcheng's arms, the two went downstairs, and there were still scattered guests on the first floor Raising a toast, he found the owner, said goodbye to the owner, and then contacted Xie Xue, saying that he was going back, and then he came outside the hotel parking lot.

The host has prepared a shuttle bus, but at this time it is the peak of individual passengers, and the car is a little nervous, so you need to wait for a while.

Xie Qingcheng asked: "Are you tired?"

Ya Ya shook her head sensible, but yawned.

The location is remote and the time is too late. It is not so easy to call a car. While Xie Qing was thinking about it, a brand new Cullinan slowly stopped in front of them.

The car was newly bought, the window was lowered, unexpectedly, He Yu's chiseled face was revealed.

"What a coincidence." He Yu said, "I met again."

“…”

"It will take more than fifteen minutes for the connection here." Seeing Xie Qingcheng standing still, the young man continued indifferently. If you don't mind, sir, come up and I'll give you a ride."

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The author has something to say:

Ah...Xie Qingcheng brought a baby...holding a child who still likes to drink milk and reuniting with He Yu...It's really easy to make people have a lot of bad thoughts in their heads...

He Yu, do you have one? You see him standing in front of you holding the child like this, I don't believe you have no idea...

He Yu: So you didn't see me and left right away?

Guest: Mr. He, where are you going?

He Yu (smile): I'm going to the bathroom to wash my hands.