The downright heterosexual forgot to release himself from Xie Qingcheng's number blacklist.

He later met Xie Qingcheng many times, and each time he just wanted to hug Xie Qingcheng and hug him, and every time he came home, he suddenly remembered - oops, I forgot to add it back WeChat.

Actually, He Yu can directly add Xie Qingcheng back to his address book using black technology.

But he didn't do that because he felt that doing so would lose the meaning of adding the other party.

And Xie Qing's attitude towards him made him a little uncomfortable, he seldom even scolded him, he just slept with him like a business, like going to work, like dealing with Party A, and then ignore him.

He Yu was obsessed with **** at first, and then gradually felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't know where the former Xie Qingcheng had gone. He wanted to dig out some of the former Xie Qingcheng from his body. Show the shadow of managing him and scolding him.

Even if you lie to him, it can make him drink poison to quench his thirst.

But Xie Qingcheng did not.

Xie Qingcheng did not lie to He Yu anymore.

But in Xie Qingcheng's eyes, there is no He Yu anymore.

The young man's heart and desires are gradually unsatisfied. He seems to have a man who treats him truthfully, but he doesn't seem to have it.

The relationship continued in a murky manner for a while.

At the end of the semester, Professor Xie was reinstated.

At this time, winter has come, and more than two months have passed since the incident at the radio and television tower. After the evening self-study, carrying a schoolbag, riding a newly bought bicycle, passing through two colleges and universities with slight snow, and came to the door of the faculty dormitory of the Medical University.

This is the first time that He Yu went to see Xie Qingcheng after his reinstatement.

Reinstatement is a good thing, and He Yu thinks Xie Qingcheng may feel better. He went upstairs in three steps and two steps, breathing hot air, the keys twirling briskly between his fingers.

"Xie Qingcheng."

Xie Qingcheng was not there, but a female teacher happened to come downstairs.

"Are you looking for Professor Xie?" The female teacher looked at He Yu, who was standing in front of Xie Qingcheng's door, and regarded him as a scholar who sought truth and goodness in her school, Chengmen Lixue.

She said: "Go to the library and look for it. The air-conditioning and heating in this broken dormitory is not good in winter. He may prepare lessons in the library."

He Yu went.

There were a lot of people in the study room. He had to find a remote place by the window on the third floor before he saw the silhouette of Professor Xie Qingjun. He has lost a bit of weight recently, perhaps because of his age and lack of exercise. He always stays up late to do research because of his exhaustion, as if there is an endless amount of research to be done. It's strange, how does he have so many papers to write and organize?

And now Xie Qingcheng's health is getting worse and worse, He Yu walked over and saw that he had been coughing gently.

Gladly closed the cup, picked up the pen and continued to write something in the book.

The tip of the pen rustled across the page.

But after a short while, a disposable cup filled with hot water was placed in front of him.

He raised his head and bumped into He Yu's almond eyes. The boy had just filled him with water from the water dispenser in the library, then pulled up a chair and sat down opposite him.

Xie Qing had a cold expression and packed up his books and notebooks to leave.

The notebook was snapped by He Yu.

"Where are you going? There are no other places."

Xie Qingcheng originally wanted to go back to the dormitory, but then he thought, in the library, this madman will not go crazy, if he goes back, wouldn’t it be a self-inflicted trap?

Sit down again with a sullen face.

He Yu wore a white cashmere winter coat today, carrying a one-shoulder canvas schoolbag, wrapped in a wide warm scarf, her sharp jaw and thin, somewhat ruffian lips were covered Now, only showing a pair of dog-like almond eyes. He looked no different from those well-educated scholars in the Medical University, because he had a wide forehead and dark eyebrows, and his nose was erect, and he even looked more lovable.

Very gentle.

It's just that Xie Qingcheng knew that it was a complete illusion. This person is sick, with gangrene attached to the bone, which cannot be removed.

Insane to myself.

"Xie Qingcheng, I wanted to ask you last time." He Yu didn't feel that he was hated at all, sitting in front of Xie Qingcheng, playing with Xie Qingcheng's pen, "How do you do? Are you wearing glasses?"

"Naturally it's because I see too many disgusting things and become blind."

He Yu ignored it and smiled: "How much myopia?"

Xie Qingcheng ignored him and kept his head down to write.

Unexpectedly, the young man reached out his hand, took off his glasses from the bridge of his nose, and gestured in front of him.

"So dizzy. Why is it so powerful, you used to have good eyesight."

Xie Qingcheng took the glasses back, put a pestle on his face, and said, "What does this have to do with you."

But Xie Qingcheng's use of eyes is too useless and restrained, He Yu knows.

He has to read a lot of tomes every day, those books are often small and small, obscure and difficult, and normal people can meet Zhou Gong in less than three lines.

He Yu doesn't understand why, with his academic status, he is a leader at a young age, yet he still has to do research in such a race against time. Others may think that Xie Qingcheng was naturally interested in medicine and would not learn to die in a day, but He Yu knew that Xie Qingcheng's original dream was not to join Xinglin.

He should be less obsessed with medicine.

Then it could be…

"Do you enjoy teaching?"

Xie Qing did not look up: "I like money."

He is listing a series of formulas, he may think the formulas are much prettier than He Yu, and after that, he doesn't plan to pay any attention to He Yu anymore.

The library asked for quietness, and He Yu couldn't keep talking to Xie Qingcheng, so he didn't speak any more because the medical students who were reading at night with lights around had criticism. He took a copy of "Rescue the Cat" from his schoolbag and flipped through it boredly, while reflecting on why he was a good student at the Shanghai University Art Institute, why he was wasting time in the strict library of the Medical University.

He raised his eyes and caught sight of Xie Qingcheng's mobile phone.

When he brought his mobile phone, he kept observing Xie Qingcheng's reaction, but Xie Qingcheng was so absorbed in writing his lesson plan that he didn't notice that He Yu took his communication tools.

He Yu wondered inexplicably, if he kissed him at this time, he wouldn't notice it?

He thought about it, and his heart was a little twitchy, but because he was surrounded by students, he didn't get the nerve to the bright side, so he put out the weak flame.

He took Xie Qingcheng's phone and unlocked it.

This time he remembered to add WeChat in person.

The password is very simple, nothing more than 12345. After the screen was turned on, He Yu took his WeChat to scan his QR code and added himself back.

After doing all this, he found that Xie Qingcheng still did not respond, and was a little disappointed.

He really wanted to provoke Xie Qingcheng to be angry with him, so Xie Qingcheng couldn't be so visible and uncontrollable.

So he thought about it, and modified his remarks on Xie Qingcheng's mobile phone: "Experienced, skilled and handsome man."

Save.

Exited to take a look, and felt that he was not the first in the address book, even after Chen Wan, so he thought about it and edited the remarks.

"Ah, experienced, skilled and handsome man."

A starts with the first one.

After doing all this, he took his mobile phone and sent Xie Qing an emoji he made when he was bored. Xie Qingcheng's sleeping face is with a selfie P of himself leaning on the pillow.

He thought the picture was pretty and harmonious, and added some floating translucent jellyfish special effects, plus the earthy text good morning.

"Ding dong."

The sound of the news brought Xie Qingcheng back to his senses, and found the phone in He Yu's hand, and snatched it with a sullen face: "What are you doing?"

He Yu did not speak, let him take the mobile phone from his hand, looked at him, and finally got his wish and saw Xie Qingcheng's face changed after seeing the notes and emojis White turns blue. Although Xie Qingcheng has seen this photo, but now I am shocked to see such a stupid photo p-picture emoticon package and such a stupid remark.

"He Yu!"

Vicious tone.

He Yu was very happy: "Professor pay attention to the occasion, you should concentrate on reading. I will play with my phone in silence."

Speaking, under Xie Qingcheng's sharp eyes, he calmly picked up his mobile phone and crossed over to fight the zombies.

He Yu's long legs gently touched him under the table: "Where are you going? Sit down quickly."

Xie Qingcheng ignored him.

He Yu became more gentle, and said a few words in a soft voice: "You still want to go home."

Xie Qingcheng seemed to be not far from the outbreak, but he finally weighed the pros and cons, clenched his back molars tightly, and sat down again. But he was no longer in the mood to read, so he closed the notebook and turned his head to look out the window.

The first snow is like fluttering, and the beauty is beautiful, but like He Yu, they are both beautiful and piercing things.

He Yu just plays games by himself.

After the two rounds, I was about to chat with Xie Qingcheng a few more words, when suddenly two girls from the medical university approached their table hesitantly, but they were not asking questions at the professor , but—

"Please, are you He Yu?"

"What's wrong?"

When they met his eyes, the two girls immediately blushed like boiled shrimp.

"We... We watched the school drama "Sick Man" and thought you were so handsome. I wanted to ask you, can you..."

"Can you sign us both?"

"Is it in my notebook?"

"I want to sign my bag..."

He Yu paused for a moment, and finally he smiled and looked at Xie Qingcheng: "—Professor Xie, can you lend me a pen?"

"I have a pen I have a pen!"

"Me too! Do you want a ballpoint pen or a fountain pen?"

Few people carry pens these days.

But Xie Qingcheng had one on hand.

The two girls are not Xie Qingcheng's students, but Xie Qingcheng is also a well-known figure in the medical university. They recognized it, so they said hesitantly: "Professor Xie, can you..."

"Borrow, borrow your pen?" Another daring one followed her companion and continued.

Xie Qingcheng and He Yu looked at each other silently, Xie Qingcheng just wanted to say no, but he felt that this would lead to a lot of nonsense with He Yu, so he said coldly:

“…Yes. Take it.”

"Thank you! Thank you!" The girl excitedly held his old man's signature pen and handed it to He Yu diligently.

He Yu saw that Xie Qingcheng no longer had the enthusiasm of a living person, and his smile faded. He deliberately wanted to provoke him, so he took the pen, but gave it to Xie with a deep look Qingcheng: "Professor Xie, can you dip some ink for me? More, don't be too dry."

“…”

He thought that Xie Qingcheng should have refused this time.

"..." He was indifferent, he didn't care, and He Yu's heart was blocked.

The boy didn't smile at all, took it over, and touched Xie Qingcheng's finger, "Thank you."

The two girls got He Yu's signature and held them on their chests as if they were treasures. The good girlfriends exchanged a look of excitement that could not be concealed, and gathered up their courage again—

"The-"

"Can we add a WeChat?"

Although Xie Qingcheng did not care about them, he was not deaf, and these conversations were all heard in his ears.

He thought that He Yu, who was so disguised as to be so polite, would definitely agree to this little request from the girls. But I didn't expect that He Yu didn't nod this time, but politely rejected them.

The girls were a little disappointed, but looking at the signature in their arms, they were happy again.

The two thanked He Yu and left happily.

Xie Qing took care of writing the thesis without raising his head: "Why did you reject them."

He Yu was asked these very light words by him, and he was very excited, like a little dragon with spirit again, his invisible tails were waving: "Ah, why should I agree they?"

"You're having fun."

"You only look at the appearance." He Yu paused, "I only add people who can bring me fun."

Xie Qing said calmly: "Then you can delete me too."

He Yu stared at him for a while, then really opened his mobile phone in front of him, opened the communication software, and then—

Under the gaze of Xie Qingcheng, he marked Xie Qingcheng with a sticker.

Xie Qingcheng: "…"

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Don't be surprised to see the new seal, yes, it was still maliciously reported. 】