It has been three days, Xie Qingcheng was left at He Yu's house for treatment.

After He Yu returned to China, he was always like a balloon full of hatred and anger that would be held up until it exploded at any time. In his opinion, Xie Qingcheng favored Chen Wan so much in the past, and later deceived himself for Chen Wan, so that he almost died, which has made him feel so much pain, and his heart is ashes. But when he finally returned to the mainland after all the hardships, Xie Qingcheng and Chen Wan were together. Even a normal person can't bear such pain, let alone him.

He repressed and controlled himself... In the end, he failed completely. He vented all his disappointment, hatred, unwillingness, and jealousy, together with the feelings he had accumulated for three years, on Xie Qingcheng. come out.

Just like a patient with a fever will definitely reach a peak temperature before the body temperature will slowly drop, after the lecture, He Yu's anger seems to have finally started to decrease.

He has become more patient with Xie Qingcheng now, and when he does not need to deal with work, he will always be by Xie Qingcheng's side, the two stay in the bedroom, even if there are several He doesn't feel uncomfortable even if he doesn't speak for hours.

But Xie Qingcheng's inflammation gradually subsided, but the state has not improved. This is natural, because Xie Qingcheng has stopped taking the medicine - but He Yu didn't know it.

He asked the stern personal doctor he invited, but the doctor had never been involved in the core field of rn-13, so naturally he couldn't see anything, only that Xie Qingcheng was probably in a bad mood.

"A person's mental state is very important. You should spend more time with him when you have time."

However, it is said that he is bedridden, and most of them need to be on the treatment beam, otherwise Xie Qingcheng may want to give up at any time.

He Yu said to him: "You don't have to resist so much, as I said, when you are healed, I will personally take you home. If you want to leave early, you should cooperate I, take good care of myself."

While he was talking, he poured a cup of hot fresh milk and brought it to the bed for Xie Qingcheng to drink.

Xie Qingcheng turned his face away. He refused to drink.

He Yu's eyes were deep and deep, he put down the cup and raised his hand, Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes, he thought there would be some kind of violence—

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

After three seconds, He Yu just touched his hair.

Do nothing.

In this way, some not too bad days passed. He Yu would talk to Xie Qingcheng a lot, and he would sleep with Xie Qingcheng in his arms, and sometimes cook for him himself. Xie Qingcheng cooks.

He made a bowl of steaming Yangzhou fried rice, put a lot of crystal clear shrimp, sprinkled with finely chopped green onion, but unfortunately his craftsmanship was too poor, salt and rice were not fried, Xie Qingcheng After only one bite, he refused to touch it again, and his expression was even more ugly than before he hadn't eaten.

He Yu also ordered chicken soup dumplings once, and it turned out to be a noodle soup. It was a pile of indescribable goo, Xie Qingcheng just glanced at it this time, not even his lips Moved.

After several failures, He Yu gave up on himself and simply asked him what he wanted to eat, and he asked the cook to cook it.

"It doesn't matter. It's not what you do. What you do..." He glanced at him, "I can't stand it."

These words seemed to have no deep meaning, which made He Yu's face sink slightly and became a little ugly.

But he didn't get angry, he knew that Xie Qingcheng was trying to make him annoyed and gave up leaving him at home for treatment earlier. So He Yu pulled out a sneer after a moment of silence.

"It's up to you."

Chef Xie Qingcheng ate the dishes prepared by the chef, but the portion was not much, obviously he had no appetite. He Yu privately told the cook that he wanted them to find a way to make people eat more. The master even used the appetizer recipes for pregnant women as a reference, and even hawthorn cakes and fresh pickled plums appeared in the contents. In the end, Xie Qingcheng still didn't buy it, but rumors began to spread outside, saying that Mr. He might have caused some romantic debts outside, and he was pregnant by playing with a girl. I wanted a child, so I gave birth to a mistress at home, and when the mistress was pregnant and gave birth to a child in October, I would settle the bill with the other party.

"No wonder I haven't seen him recently except for the business activities that have been scheduled."

"Go home as soon as you finish work."

"I heard that you are often late in the morning..."

"Oh, that child must be three months old, and they can't be like that after three months."

"I heard that she is still a female star..."

"That's no wonder, that woman has never made a public appearance before, and it is estimated that she has to face, Mr. He and her have paid both money, this pregnancy seems to be working, after finishing the work After that, you still have to mix in the entertainment industry.”

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a mess..."

The two parties were unaware of the rumors from the outside world. He Yu said that he hated Xie Qingcheng, but after he had a relationship with others again, he became a lot more considerate and gentle - although There is a very morbid factor in this tenderness. He doesn't want to control Xie Qingcheng all the time. He wants to put Xie Qingcheng on his bed and trap him in his palm.

He modified the bedside lamp, which can create the illusion of the seabed in the whole house. The effect is far more realistic than that of the past, just like Disney's 5D amusement project. Large and small jellyfish floated in the projected seawater, and every fifteen minutes, a giant ghost jellyfish floated solemnly and mysteriously over the ceiling covering the entire bedroom.

"Does it look good?" He Yu asked him.

Xie Qingcheng's response was very light, but at least he gave a response: "...how to do it."

"Mandela's scientific research ability is far above normal society, and it is easy to make such an effect."

Xie Qingcheng said: "You shut it down."

“…”

"I can't see the bottom of the sea, I only see a room of blood." Xie Qing's thin lips leaked cold syllables, "My parents', your mother's, Lu Yuzhu , Jiang Liping... the blood of all those who died because of Duan Wen's Mandela organization."

Xie Qingcheng said: "I have no way to write off the hatred for him like you."

He Yu's expression finally became very gloomy, he said, "...Xie Qingcheng, you pushed me to them with your own hands. What are you talking about in an understatement now?"

Xie Qingcheng did not answer.

When He Yu was about to leave the bedroom, he suddenly said, "He Yu."

He Yu stopped.

"You know what."

"Huh?"

"Actually, I'd rather you died at that time." Xie Qingcheng paused, and the second half of the sentence stuck in his throat.

—Then, when I finish sorting out the teacher's writings, I'll go with you.

He looked at He Yu's expression, looked into He Yu's eyes... After a long time, the feeling of being unfamiliar with a knife finally made him desperate to say these words.

But at this moment, He Yu gave a small smile, and there was some ruffian in the smile.

He Yu said: "I naturally know, you have warned me long ago, if I dare to hurt others for my purpose, you will stand on the opposite side of me. If this sentence of justice reaches the extreme, I will How can you easily forget these three years of thinking and thinking?”

"..." Xie Qingcheng's lips trembled slightly, and finally they pursed tightly.

The words that had been gathered in the throat suddenly no longer had the strength to say it.

"

Xie Qing looked at him blankly.

The half unspoken words were completely dissipated.

He Yu left, with a look that was almost enduring.

Xie Qing showed that he could leave at any time, He Yu did not lock his door, it was not house arrest.

It's just that He Yu's bodyguards are too annoying. He follows wherever he goes as long as he goes out. Xie Qingcheng tried it once. People stopped him, but the housekeeper asked him where he was going, and insisted on putting him in the car.

So He Yu did not restrict Xie Qingcheng's freedom, but he also pinched Xie Qingcheng's temper-Xie Qingcheng would not allow two bodyguards to follow him at any time, and those two people No matter what Xie Qingcheng said, they could stay at ease and follow him to serve.

In the end, Xie Qingcheng had no choice but to tell others about this matter, but it would even lose his face. He didn't want his family to worry either, so he just stayed like this, waiting for He Yu to withdraw the bodyguard. Anyway, it's just these few days.

He Yu would talk to Xie Qingcheng for a while when he came back every day. However, the relationship between the two of them is too fragile now, and the result of the dialogue is often simply unhappy.

He Yu couldn't take it anymore one day, and finally said coldly: "You won't say something I like to hear?"

"What I say you like."

“…”

"You hate me from the bottom of your heart now, so no matter what I say, it will sound bad to you." Xie Qingcheng said, "There is only one way to make you happy."

"What."

"Remove your bodyguard and let me go back." Xie Qing said, "This way you can be out of sight and out of mind."

After being silent for a long time, He Yu sat down beside the bed, clenched Xie Qingcheng's black hair, approached, almost eye to eye, nose to nose, gentle movements, but rough posture, like Mixed love and hate, terribly sick. His gaze swept from Xie Qingcheng's eyes to Xie Qingcheng's lips, and finally returned to the other person's eyes, and said softly, "No. Only this one is not good."

Hand touched the hanging bottle.

"You're still ill, I'm very, very...don't worry about you."

“…”

"Take care of your illness. Let me stay with you."

"If I don't want to."

"...I'm afraid it's up to you."

Negotiations broke down.

From this day on, Xie Qingcheng simply stopped talking to He Yu. When He Yu went home at night, no matter what he was talking to, chatting or scolding him, he either kept his head down and read, or closed his eyes and rested.

He Yu was like a madman, saying a lot of outrageous things to a person like him who would not respond.

Sometimes He Yu didn't speak, just looked at him like that, his eyes were creepy, maybe only Xie Qingcheng could stand it.

The most uncomfortable part is the dressing change stage.

He Yu did not allow others to apply medicine to Xie Qingcheng, he did all of it himself after returning home. Xie Qingcheng would resist at first, with a lively and embarrassed look on his face.

But after their cold conversation, Xie Qingcheng seemed to be numb. He didn't show any expression or give any feedback. He Yu gave him medicine, as if He Yu was a Like a robot.

Cold violence hurts more than a sharp knife.

Anxiety is growing in He Yu's mind. Once he couldn't help it after taking the medicine, and asked Xie Qingcheng sharply: "Why don't you look at me? me?"

He asked two or three times before Xie Qingcheng rolled his glazed eyes, and his eyes slowly focused on He Yu.

"I have no right to hate you at all, He Yu." He finally spoke, "Three years ago, I was the one who couldn't help you."

“…”

"So I can't give you anything now. Not even hate."

Xie Qingcheng slowly closed his eyes.

"Whatever you want. It's up to you."

But when he saw the drip on Xie Qingcheng's hand, his face was pale, and he finally held it back abruptly.

turned off the light, he lay down beside Xie Qingcheng, the bed was too big, and the two deliberately separated the distance, the empty space in the middle was full of coldness - He Yu looked at the blood red eyes ceiling.

He knows that by doing so now, their relationship will only become more fragmented.

But he just didn't want Xie Qingcheng to go.

It seems that even if Xie Qingcheng dies and rots into bones, he wants him to keep it.

Keeping it will make you suffer, and the pain is at least better than the loneliness and numbness of those three years.

On the fifth day, He Yu came back from outside carrying a plastic bag. Xie Qingcheng's fever finally subsided, but his face looked very bad and he was listless.

He Yu: "I brought you some food from outside today, you should like it."

Xie Qingcheng raised his eyes mechanically: "My fever has subsided."

“…”

"It's time for you to keep your promise."

He Yu paused, handed him the plastic bag, ignored Xie Qingcheng's words, but said to himself: "Drink it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold. ."

"You are not a hospital here, I won't live here forever."

He Yu was silent, and after a few seconds, he opened the plastic bag himself, and inside was the old-fashioned milk tea of ​​two yuan a cup.

"Are you really not going to have a drink?" he asked him blankly.

Xie Qingcheng: "No plan."

As if all the forbearance had been stacked to the limit these days, Xie Qingcheng's coldness, numbness, indifference, self-isolation... finally completely shattered He Yu's heart. He Yu suddenly got up with a sullen face, suddenly picked up the milk tea, opened Xie Qingcheng's mouth and sent it in.

But his hands were actually shaking.

Half of the milk tea splashed on Xie Qingcheng's face and half on the front of his clothes.

The plastic straw bruised Xie Qingcheng's lips, and rose-colored blood beads ooze out.

He Yu stared, and after a while, threw the cup aside.

“…why.”

“…”

"Why do you want to be like this for him? Xie Qingcheng? Why do you have to be like this!"

"..." Xie Qingcheng raised his eyes coldly with blood dripping from his lips, "I also want to ask you why, He Yu."

"What?"

"You have no interest in me anymore. Then why do you do these things again."

“…”

"Don't you think it's pointless, He Yu."

“…”

"My life and death, my emotions, and any of my affairs should have nothing to do with you."

He Yu looked at Xie Qingcheng silently.

Xie Qingcheng's cheeks and clothes were still wet, looking very embarrassed.

But his eyes were calm, as if there would be no more waves.

He Yu was more and more unbearable by the almost empty eyes.

He paced back and forth, going around in circles, tired and restless.

Then he stopped abruptly in front of Xie Qingcheng, his chest heaving mechanically and morbidly.

"You owe me." He gritted his teeth and said to Xie Qing, "Because you owe me."

"You almost killed me three years ago, and now I just want to find some memories of the past in you, can't I? So I'll see a doctor and sleep with you, can't I?! I just Think about that feeling!"

"Then have you regained the feeling you once felt?" After a long silence, Xie Qingcheng asked him that.

He Yu's eyes seemed to be bloodshot in an instant.

Scarlet.

"...This is my business." The warmth of the past few days seemed to be gone in an instant, He Yu said bluntly, "This is my business, Xie Qingcheng."

"If I can't find it, I'll find it."

He Yu broke his promise, and after Xie Qingcheng's fever subsided, he still did not send him away.

He has no guilt about it, because the door of his house was opened for Xie Qingcheng - Xie Qingcheng didn't leave by himself.

He ignored the fact that he sent bodyguards to follow Xie Qingcheng, he just said to himself that Xie Qingcheng could leave, but Xie Qingcheng stayed here all the time. Since Xie Qingcheng kept it, does it mean that there is still an invisible lotus root between the two of them?

Is there an invisible entanglement between the two of them?

However, it is undeniable that since Xie Qingcheng recovered from his illness, every time He Yu went home, he took a sigh of relief.

The tone would not be silent until he pushed open the door and saw Xie Qingcheng in the room.

On the first day, he was still there.

Sleep in the Windsor chair in the bedroom.

The next day, he was still there.

From the window looking out at the lake and lawn.

Day 3, Day 4…

Xie Qingcheng still did not leave.

Until the sixth day.

He Yu's blood froze into ice at that moment, he stood in the bedroom for a long time, he thought, is this day finally here?

He's gone...he's gone...

After being silent for a long time, He Yu suddenly swept down the table full of medicines and injections! With a bang, bottles and jars shattered all over the floor.

He grabbed a handful of his forehead hair, put the other hand on his waist, raised his head and panted.

Is Xie Qingcheng still gone...

He is still…

"What are you doing."

He Yu turned around suddenly.

Xie Qingcheng was wearing a coat, his face was neither **** nor turbulent, he stood at the crimson teak door and looked at him.

At that moment, He Yu suddenly felt that an invisible hand opened his chest and roughly pushed his heart back into his flesh.

bang dong.

The heart skipped a beat.

bang dong. bang bang...

He Yuxiang suddenly returned to his soul, he wiped his red eyes, turned around, and strode towards Xie Qingcheng—

He stood in front of him, his hands were shaking, and he had to use all his strength to restrain the urge to pull the man into his arms.

“…Where have you been?” Even the voice trembled.

Xie Qingcheng's eyes flashed imperceptibly: "Just walk around, I'm bored."

He Yu opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, closed his mouth again, raised his hand, was at a loss, and put it down again.

Xie Qingcheng: "Do you think I'm back?"

"...No. I..." He Yu said, "I'm just looking for something. I...I can't find anything."

Xie Qingcheng looked at him quietly: "If you remove the bodyguard, I will indeed leave. I just don't like people following me."

“…”

He Yu didn't speak anymore and wiped his face.

It was Xie Qingcheng who won.

He could hardly pretend to be calm any longer to face this man.

He discovered that the existence of Xie Qingcheng was the most terrifying bayonet for him.

Even if he is half-blind, even if he is disabled, this bayonet still has a sharpness that surpasses the master's body, which can shatter the armor.

He Yu took a deep breath and said nothing. He felt that he was going crazy again, so he went to the bathroom, slammed the door, and locked himself inside .

He Yu did not sleep on the big bed with Xie Qingcheng on his back that night.

For the first time in so many days, he crossed the invisible line in the middle and hugged Xie Qingcheng's waist when he fell asleep. He forced Xie Qingcheng to face it. he.

The night was very quiet, you could hear the rustling of leaves outside the window, and the occasional sniffing of the two horses on the meadow.

He Yu looked at Xie Qingcheng for a long time, and then suddenly said, "...Xie Qingcheng."

Xie Qingcheng did not respond as usual.

He Yu said to himself, "You already have gray hair."

“…”

"Have you found it yourself."

He hides his unavoidable grief, just like Xie Qingcheng hides the sorrow that he cannot give up.

Xie Qing raised his head indifferently, his expression numb than before.

"That's right, people always get old."

"...you're not yet forty."

"But I'm tired."

“…”

He Yu has been in a state of mind for a long time, the expression on his face is gloomy, lonely, crazy, and trance.

In the end, he got closer and hugged Xie Qingcheng, who was already emaciated, with almost no gap.

The jaw rests in his shoulder socket, just like before.

But He Yu couldn't say anything soft. I love you, who used to be so easy to repeat countless times, has now become a thorn in his throat and a ruin in his heart.

He didn't speak, doing such inexplicable things, Xie Qingcheng was also numb and didn't want to ask more.

One of them gave up on themselves, the other was born to death, the living body was folded on the bed, but it was like the bone under the spring.

Afterwards, in the second half of the night, neither of them fell asleep. I don't know what was the inner impulse caused by their behavior, or maybe there was no incentive - He Yu just thought so, Just did it.

He was in this cold bedroom, and this night, he had **** with Xie Qingcheng again.

Almost silent.

It's like an emotional breakdown to the limit. It seemed that only in this way could he confirm that Xie Qingcheng was really still by his side.

Never left.

After this night, He Yu seemed to have finally found a way of relief that was almost deformed. He changed his mind and went home almost every night to be entangled with Xie Qingcheng like a newlywed husband approaching his wife.

Now he is no longer so rude, and neither his words nor actions hurt Xie Qingcheng.

But his heart is empty, and in order to fill this hole, he will ask for a lot.

When they were in bed, He Yu also changed from talking very much to becoming extremely silent, which became a cruel sacrifice ceremony, in which he kept confirming that he was still alive , and Xie Qingcheng is also not separated from him.

Just what was sacrificed in this ceremony, both of them seem to know, but they don't seem to know...

He Yu will regularly dispose of Xie Qingcheng's mobile phone interception messages, which may be a form of control for him, but Xie Qingcheng is a high-spirited person, and he does not have this kind of condescension at all In his opinion, this is equivalent to He Yu being his free secretary.

Or maybe he didn't have any desire to live, so he doesn't care what He Yu does.

Days go by like this.

Until one day, when He Yu was going out, Xie Qingcheng was sitting by the window, looking at the sparkling artificial lake below, and the bedroom door was pushed open.

He thought it was He Yu, so he didn't look back.

Then he heard a cold voice: "I just said why I can't find you anywhere these days, I thought you quit on the spot, you failed in the drug competition, and you were ashamed, so you hid and shameless I've seen anyone. It turned out to be Mr. He's here, being raised by him like a woman, and you actually didn't resist, you were so happy and comfortable, you really opened my eyes-cousin."