The two brothers and sisters depended on each other and left in front of He Yu.

He had a falling out with his brother, and he had no good results with his sister.

He Yu was gloomy for a long time.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, he never seems to be too close to anyone else. Even with his parents and younger brother, they are as pale as white water.

Only Xie Xue and Xie Qingcheng had the deepest relationship with him.

He didn't seem to be so uncomfortable even when he was in Europe.

Because Xie Xue was angry with Xie Qingcheng at that time, he would call him and complain about Xie Qingcheng's dictatorship. The two joked together for a while, He Yu Some kind of block in my heart seems to be able to be slowly vented in this kind of dialogue.

When he was really bored, he would post a circle of friends only visible to the Xie brothers and sisters, pretending to have a headache.

He knew that as long as he sent such a message, Xie Qingcheng would definitely reply to him out of professional instinct, "Take medicine." Then he could logically and arrogantly reply "It's okay. ." Then his heart is even more happy, as if the neurosis will die in a short period of time.

But now, it doesn't work.

He Yu became accustomed to searching the Internet for all kinds of news about Xie Qingcheng in such loneliness, and he read all the real and fake ones.

He found that although he was a hacker, he was far less ill-mannered than those netizens. He actually knew a lot of things that he didn't know before.

For example, when Xie Qingcheng was in junior high school, he often fought in groups.

For example, after Xie Qingcheng's parents died, he actually took a break from school for a while and didn't go home at all, and his sister didn't care. It seemed that he went to Yanzhou alone. Some nightclub fooling around, something happened later, and I don't know why there is no news for half a year.

Of course, there are some that are fake at first glance, saying that Xie Qingcheng's parents are black policemen, and Xie Qingcheng is actually the boss of the gang.

In addition, things have become more and more outrageous, the various private information of the Xie family brothers and sisters have been leaked more and more, and Xie Qingcheng has more and more photos. It was photographed outside Moyu Lane, while walking on the road, and eating at a roadside shop with Xie Xue... There were even campus photos from his classmates. In the photo, the young Xie Qingcheng turned his face sideways and looked serious. It was obvious that he did not like to laugh much since he was a child.

Boss He saved all these photos one by one with a smile. In return for friendship, he hacked the information terminals of those people one by one, and set up an online Trojan horse. He has no interest in the matter of speech, but as long as he spreads the photos and private information of the Xie brothers and sisters, he makes the other party's computer paralyze and the mobile phone freezes.

The instructions of the virus program written by Edward Heyu for this purpose are: to spread this kind of content to the device grid, to release such a content device program to fully open, until the power board is burned.

No one can go wild with him in the field of Internet information, he is a big hacker floating in the top five in the international rankings, and even holds the first place in technology, because he does not commit crimes, does not cause trouble, just Playing in the dark, it ranks in the top five in the darknet comprehensive.

But there is no doubt that his methods in this regard are terrible They could only be crushed by him. At that time, they had genuine equipment in their hands, and they could also be intercepted by He Yu with pirated equipment. Edward Dad.

As long as you enter the information field, that is the world of He Yu.

But the dignity of the hacker teacher didn't last long - yes, no one has ever played with him on computer system security.

But he didn't expect that the comments of netizens are sometimes more wicked than his skills - after He Yu simply cut off all the communication chains, when he swiped on Weibo, he suddenly saw such a statement: " Have you found the latest virus? We found the problem. It seems that anyone who has passed Xie Qingcheng's private information has been caught in the **** attack! Is Xie Qingcheng a hacker? "It's terrible, this man. "

"I don't think it should be him, but there must be someone around him."

"There must be someone! Didn't the radio and television tower also commit the crime before? Xie Qingcheng must have something to do with the top hackers. You can see that the Internet is clean now, and there is no personal information about him.

"God, that Xie Qingcheng is quite capable, maybe some of his little lover did it, wasn't it rumored that he was **** before? Hackers are mostly young men. This is why he protects him, and his young husband can't see him being fleshed out." He Yu: "..."

He thought he didn't see it.

The website has already been withdrawn. I think about it and I am not reconciled. I still go back to the "little husband"'s Gao Zan Weibo and reply "Fuck your mother." He nodded and went out. .

He didn't protect him, Xie Qingcheng deceived him like that, looked down on him... He just finished arguing with Xie Qingcheng, and he pointed at him and scolded him like that, he didn't make a fool of himself , why help him?

He is also not Xie Qingcheng's husband... What a disgusting name.

He Yuxin is blocked again.

He felt stabbed.

To be honest, he really doesn't know why he bothers to do such a thing.

And he still thinks about that bed a lot recently.

He looked down at his left wrist, and there was a faint brown scar from the failed tattoo.

Xie Qingcheng also had tattoos on his wrists, and the thin fonts wound around his wrists like chains like snakes.

When Xie Qingcheng grabbed the sheet unbearably, he once clasped Xie Qingcheng's hand, the wrists of the two were rubbing against each other, and the ten fingers were clasped together with sweat. Tattoos seem to wrap their hands tightly together.

He Yu was disgusted by himself again, he shook his head, opened the drawer and took a pill, and began to wonder if there was any place where he could wash his brain and hypnotize him and delete this memory Lose.

It's so ridiculous... "Damn, I'm exhausted." At this moment, the dormitory door suddenly opened.

The roommate who came back is a well-known **** in his age. The pursuit of life is to die on the gentle couch of the girls.

And judging from the diligence of his rumored appointment of three Internet celebrities in the last day, this target has obviously waved to him and smiled not far away.

"Damn it, the beautiful sister I just met is thirsty and unsatisfied, even if my waist is broken, she is not enough, I must eat a lot of oysters tonic tonight, brothers, hurry up Look at my skinny skin, alas, sooner or later I will be exhausted!"

Taking a self-portrait in the floor-to-ceiling mirror: "Oh, I'm so tired. I have to meet another pair of sisters tomorrow." The fat boy scolded: "Damn it! You don't have flower willow disease, it's really a big unsolved mystery in the Chinese medical community!" The two of them One was smiling, the other was cursing, and he was quite eloquent. He Shao, who had never been very fond of participating in such topics, suddenly coughed.

The fat boy and the **** looked at each other, thinking that He Yu had something to say about their vulgar conversation, so they kept silent.

I didn't expect that after a while, He Yu put down the book, thought about it, and looked back at the playboy, the porcelain-white face was indifferent, showing no intention: "I ask you a question Is everything okay?"

"You, you said." He Yu sat on the chair with his legs crossed elegantly, with a hardcover "Ode to a Nightingale" on his knees, but asked: "Have you tried Have you ever dated a man?" No wonder the other party was stunned for a while, but he couldn't calm down for a long time.

It took a long time to reply: "No, just kidding, I am a straight man, pure! A straight man will never date a man."

" He Yu continued to ask, his tone was more gentle, even a little scary, "Have you heard of that pure straight man dreaming about men?" He Yu looked at him kindly and said decisively: "I've never heard of it, who, it's so funny, this person must be gay. "

... "He Yu, I told you, if a straight man tells you that he has dreamed of a man, you must beware of him, there are too many such idiots in the closet these days? What do you do? What? What expression?" He Yu smiled lightly, and lowered his eyelashes: "...It's nothing. It's nothing." No one could see the color in his eyes, as if the underworld was gloomy.

He Yu thought, this **** can't believe it, everyone is special, the playboy's first time is not on a man, so of course he doesn't understand.

Come, see a piece of evidence after the extreme stimulation. He thought he was crazy.

When a teenager tasted the forbidden fruit at the beginning, the blood was full of heat, and it was easy to become addicted and unable to stop.

Xie Qingcheng was the first person he experienced, so he instinctively marked this body. Get used to thinking about that night.

He convinces himself that every hot and humid morning, he wakes up, lies on the pillow he made at school, and draws the blackout curtain.

He pursed his lips, laying on the bed in the dormitory, thinking of Xie Qing's sturdy and slender body, arrogant in the dark and chaotic night, thinking of them like beasts in the rainy season, deep in the messy wet **** In the neck, he recalled the feeling at that time, and then sweated profusely amid the snoring of his roommate, and vented himself silently and fiercely to the photo of Xie Qingcheng.

And in the sage time after this, he will regret it very much, even into self-loathing.

He Yu thought, he is really crazy.

He indulged in depravity like this, one day, the boy actually thought that the photo of the man was not enough - after all, there was only a half-length photo and a few close-ups of the face, although the hickey Vivid, but the rest of it depends entirely on memory and imagination, and it really doesn't make people satisfied all the time.

So he picked up his mobile phone, opened the blacklist, hesitated for a moment, and clicked on Xie Qingcheng's avatar, wanting to see if Xie Qingcheng had sent any news recently, and come with something fresh.

He found out that Xie Qingcheng had closed the circle of friends.

" He Yu reached out and touched the line, his eyes dangerous.

There is no social software in this world that He Yu wants to crack but can't solve, and there is no status content that he wants to see but can't.

The "little husband" who protects Xie Qingcheng's information security in the mouths of netizens, only allowed the state officials to set fires, and not allowed the people to light the lights. It took him less than half a minute to shamelessly breach Xie Qingcheng WeChat block.

But after the hacking technology was developed, I stepped into Xie Qingcheng's circle of friends, and the "little husband" didn't find anything worth seeing. Xie Qingcheng hasn't posted it for a long time. Dynamic, the last one is still a school repost.

Yes, there is no status content in this world that he wants to see but can't see unless the other party does not send it.

He Yu finally turned off the phone angrily.

It was like this for a while, He Yu was quitting drugs, and he always wanted to quit this feeling.

But just like a drug addict, although his heart tells him that he can't go on like this, his body can't stand the temptation, and it's too easy to relapse after experiencing bliss.

He Yu also went to the P station for this purpose, browsed several heterosexual films, trying to find a little self-cultivation of straight men.

But this doesn't work either.

With the actress's performance, he slowly drank a whole cup of freshly ground coffee, like a ruthless filmmaker.

The reality he experienced was not what it was on screen.

The memory of that night can be summed up as hot and humid, crazy and cool.

He never knew that Xie Qingcheng was a tall and strong man, but his waist was so thin, when he held his hand, he gave birth to a kind of feeling that would crush Xie Qingcheng Bad excitement.

A gap, rushing out with enthusiasm.

He Yu never imagined Xie Qingcheng like this before - this pure man who is cold and fierce, always smells of strong tobacco, will lose his mind, lose his eyes, and be like crazy He fell into the abyss of human nature.

Too hot...so every withdrawal is a failure.

He can't quit him.

He Yu got angry with himself several times, and was so angry that he deleted Xie Qingcheng's photo during the sage's time, but when he was emotional, he couldn't help but use hacking technology to restore it . After recovering, he felt that he was too sad. This face, a half body that was not even photographed at the waist, was beautiful or beautiful, what kind of excitement was there? Combined with his mentality of "finishing two shots" at that time, all this was actually The sensational feeling seems to be the morning sleeping face that is left to comfort the desires and send lovesickness forever before parting with the lover and after the lingering. Even more disappointed.

But He Yu was so addicted to this loss, so addicted that it even stung his arrogant self-esteem.

The sound of that night suddenly turned into endless blue smoke, wrapping his body tightly in it, becoming a cocoon that he couldn't break free.

He Yu felt really sick. Toxic, addicted. Who can explain? He is clear in his heart.

But that person didn't even have a lively dynamic. In He Yu's hands, there are only those few pictures taken in the dark, the incomplete beauty and desire. There are also a bunch of out-of-print photos that were scraped from netizens and removed from the entire Internet by him.

Unfortunately, the photos uploaded by netizens are not very good-looking, and they are not good-looking at all.

How did you shoot it? You rubbish.

"Little Husband" is very disappointed with netizens and is very annoying.

The threshold of a person will continue to increase with stimulation.

Finally, the invisible and intangible "Internet Xie Qingcheng" can't satisfy the teenager at all.

The boy lay on the bed in the dormitory and began to regret it. He thought that when Xie Qingcheng had not been suspended, he could see the man every day as long as he drove less than ten minutes from Shanghai University to the Shanghai Medical Office or classroom.

He will be inexplicably frustrated.

Why did he refuse to go before?

You won't become **** at a glance, what makes you comfortable, why not drink to quench your thirst?

If he had gone there, he would have seen the man who had gone mad with him in the dark, standing on the podium in a well-fitting suit. The mouth that once sent out a broken, low gasp in his ear was telling calm words and serious knowledge.

He Yu couldn't sleep.

Finally, after relying on thinking about Xie Qingcheng to release the pressure one night, the virgin who was addicted to the grass abruptly got up and locked himself in the shower room again for a long time.

When he screwed on the cheap shower head of the dormitory, he slowly raised his head, his eyes were confused.

He thought, it can't go on like this.

He would resist him just like when he first met him, hate him, feel the smell of disinfectant on his body is unpleasant, and wish to stay away from him.

Yes, it must be.

This is the only way to break it.

He Yu thought, he has to go to meet Xie Qingcheng again.

The opportunity is coming soon.

After a series of reshoots and post-production, the school drama "Sick Student" will be moved to the school's on-campus theater next Friday.

On that day, students from Shanghai University and Shanghai Medical Department will be arranged to watch the performance together and award awards. As one of the leaders, Xie Xue, she will definitely participate in this event.

He Yu inquired about it, knowing that Xie Qingcheng would also come, and he even figured out the rows and seats.

The reason why Xie Qingcheng came to such a lively occasion is because there have been several hot news in the big society recently. There are not so many people anymore, and the theater of Shanghai University is very spacious, with three floors up and down, accommodating thousands of people, and the lights are dark in the process, and not many people will pay attention to him.

"Do you want to make a reservation?" The senior who asked him about the situation asked him, "You are participating in the show, you should have a seat in the front row of the VIP, right?"

"I have a friend coming." He Yu lied.

Sister: "Oh..."

I gave He Yu a ticket.

B2230 is the seat behind Xie Qingcheng.

He Yu took this ticket and looked at the time and date stamped on the inferior printer on the ticket, silently looking forward to it.

On the day of the premiere, he went to the Shanghai University Theater early and took a seat.

After waiting for a long time, the two seats in front of him were empty.

The movie was about to start, the lights went out all of a sudden, and there was only the dim light of mobile phones emitting from a few auditoriums in the closed auditorium. After a while, the big screen lit up and the advertisement began to play , the colorful astigmatism flows in the dark hall.

At this time, someone stuck and clicked into the theater. In the darkness, He Yu couldn't see Xie Qingcheng's face, only a vague silhouette of him, but as long as one silhouette was enough, he could recognize it.

What He Yu did not expect was that Xie Qingcheng did not come alone. The little policeman who had been walking very close to Xie Qingcheng actually followed.