When He Yu returned to the scene of Group B, his heart was burning in his chest.

He thought of what his cousin had said, and the exposed expression of the woman just now, all of which made him feel that Xie Qingcheng was wearing layers of clothes, except for one one, and one more below.

The man was like a fog with no substance, his blood was cold or hot, his skin was ice or warm, as if He Yu could not feel it with his own hands until now.

He Yu only confirmed that Xie Qingcheng had more secrets hiding from him.

Hiding everyone.

Just—why did Xie Qingcheng do this?

What else did he not know?

Group B was also resting at the moment. After He Yu went back, he saw Chen slow. Chen slow was communicating with the director, and there was no one else around.

He looked away, frantically searching for Xie Qingcheng's figure in the crowd.

Then He Yu saw it.

Xie Qingcheng was sitting by the flower bed in the playground of the police academy and smoking.

He Yu walked down the steps, crossed half the playground, walked towards him, and grabbed Xie Qingcheng's arm.

"You come with me."

Xie Qing returned to his senses. When he saw He Yu, his eyes were very angry for a moment, but he quickly suppressed this anger, as if he felt that it was someone like He Yu. , even anger is wasted effort.

"You're haunted, what do you want to do?"

He Yu kept silent, dragged him all the way, and dragged him all the way to an empty classroom in a nearby teaching building. on the door.

He didn't look back, his eyes stared straight at Xie Qingcheng, but he turned his hand away and locked the door with a click.

In front of him was Xie Qingcheng, who was wearing a winter police officer's suit.

He Yu has always been a very smart person, but his complex emotions towards Xie Qingcheng almost crushed the CPU of this smart brain.

Facing his cousin, facing a woman, he was at ease, even relaxed, only when he met Xie Qingcheng's eyes, he seemed to be electrocuted, his thoughts All are mushy.

"He Yu, you have it all." Those eyes stared at him coldly.

He Yu wanted to ask him about that woman immediately.

But after the classroom door of the police academy was locked, he smelled Xie Qingcheng, and his brain seemed to be shocked.

The desire for bloodthirsty suddenly surged up, followed by the impulse of a teenager. He Yu looked at this man who had sealed too many stories, and his anger and resentment surged rapidly.

He didn't even have time to ask a question, at that moment he looked at him, his eyes were red, he wanted to scold him, wanted him, wanted to disassemble him, wanted to analyze him.

Too many crazy emotions surged up, making him feel uncomfortable for a while and almost exploded.

He was speechless, his eyes were red, and he had to vent immediately.

So He Yu took two steps forward and did the first thing when he was alone with Xie Qing—

His hand went around, grabbed Xie Qingcheng's neck, then pressed Xie Qingcheng on the podium, turned his head sideways, like revenge, like venting, ruthlessly Biting Xie Qingcheng's side neck!

The sudden pain caused Xie Qing to snort lowly.

The dragon sucked the blood of the sacrifice.

Hot.

Sweet.

Much more stimulating than those fake blood splashes in the camera.

Gurgling warmth poured out from under Xie Qingcheng's pierced skin, the dragon's teeth were sharp, biting the human neck and refused to let go, rolling up and down the Adam's apple, swallowing Xie Qingcheng He couldn't help but let out a low sigh of satisfaction.

The anxiety that had driven him crazy just now seemed to have stopped slightly in this **** entanglement.

The persistent high fever caused He Yu's body temperature to be very high.

Xie Qingcheng wanted to get rid of him, but He Yu did not let go, instead he pressed the man in uniform on the podium, and even swept away several police academy teachers and counselors on the podium. and propaganda magazines.

"Release..."

"He Yu, I'll let you go."

"Release."

He Yu felt that his mouth was too annoying, the thin blood-stained lips lifted slightly from his neck, and then turned to the side, kissing Xie Qingcheng's lips roughly, sealing his disarmingly calm voice.

Bora's blood thirst.

Xie Qing saw that it was useless to speak well, so he bit him fiercely. This kiss was warmer, violent, and sweeter than any of their previous kisses.

But maybe Xie Qingcheng really provoked He Yu, or maybe He Yu was too ignorant this time, he had never been bitten so hard by Xie Qingcheng and refused to evacuate Pass.

In the end, Xie Qingcheng suffered the loss. He was cold and would not accept such crazy and fiery kisses. The blood of Yu went deep into the middle of the throat, forcing him to cough unbearably.

He Yu only let go of him at this time, his lips were moist and bright red, and the blood was not only Xie Qingcheng's, but also his own.

Xie Qingcheng also tasted He Yu's blood.

"I really want to **** you like this." He Yu was still pressing on him, holding Xie Qingcheng's wrist with both hands, preventing him from moving. But his body finally straightened up a little, and opened a little distance, which allowed him to see Xie Qingcheng's messy uniform under him more clearly.

He hated, resented, and anxiously said:

"Really, I want to do this right now--maybe if I did, you might have a word or two of truth in your mouth. Isn't it?"

Xie Qingcheng was finally able to breathe, his chest heaving violently, panting.

His navy blue jacket had been torn apart during the entanglement, and inside was a light blue police uniform shirt, He Yu wanted to unfasten the silver buckle of his uniform belt, so he loosened one Pressing Xie Qingcheng's hand.

How could Xie Qingcheng let him mess around? The moment he let go, he suddenly turned over and pushed He Yu back on the table. It was drawn on He Yu's face.

"You **** beast!"

He Yu was beaten, and red marks appeared on his face immediately, but he didn't feel pain, but felt good. He was already abnormal, and his illness aggravated his tyranny. This kind of venting violence It just makes him happy.

"You swear again."

"I said you, you bastard." Xie Qingcheng grabbed his hair and pulled the man up, rammed it against the blackboard, then shoved it violently, kicked again, and went straight. He kicked He Yu to the ground, and the tables, chairs and benches collapsed behind him.

He panted, straightened his tie with a navy blue and silver clip, and re-buttoned his coat one by one, his eyes were like blades and cones, staring at He Yu with blood red.

He just leaned on it, raised his deep apricot eyes, looked at Xie Qingcheng sullenly, and looked at Xie Qingcheng.

Then he grinned against the back of his teeth. He raised his head and giggled for a long time. There was blood in his breath, but he felt an indescribable pleasure.

The pleasure of being satisfied.

"Do you know that I am sick, Xie Qingcheng?"

“…”

"The sicker I get, the less you care about your behavior. Even if you stab me in the heart with a knife now, I just feel extremely happy - because I don't hurt, but you will You owe me your whole life. Don't try to pretend to be innocent again."

He Yu took a breath and stared at the man like a wolf.

"You are too good at disguising, Xie Qingcheng."

“…”

"You're a person with layers of disguise, a cocoon within a cocoon—I ask you, which layer are you real?"

Xie Qingcheng said: "What are you talking about, what the **** did you take the wrong medicine today."

He Yu just laughed, a creepy smile.

When he finally stopped smiling, he stretched out his hand to the man: "Come here."

"..." I don't know why, just when he said the three words you came here, Xie Qingcheng, who had just dipped a lot of He Yu's blood, suddenly turned pale.

He frowned, as if momentarily uncomfortable, revealing a morbid pallor.

But He Yu didn't notice it and said again: "Come here."

"I'll tell you something - Xie Qingcheng, I tell you, nothing can be concealed all the time. Listen, listen carefully, then why am I looking for You, you should understand it all."

Xie Qingcheng stood there for a while with a white face, and finally walked towards him slowly.

He Yu took out his mobile phone, and before pressing the record and play button, he looked at Xie Qing with dark eyes—

"Do you know who I met today."

“…”

"Would you like to guess?"

"...if you have anything, just tell me He Yu."

He Yu sneered: "I hope you can be so calm in front of me after listening."

"Hopefully, when you hear her voice, you can still remember the one-sided relationship she once had with you." The corners of his lips pulled away in an almost mocking arc, and he Finish the second half of the sentence word by word - "A contract for a play."

"Pop."

Recording begins.

That was the whole conversation between He Yu and the old lady in the cafe.

The audio is not long. After Xie Qingcheng listened to the whole, the silence time was longer than the recording time.

The two did not speak for a while.

Finally, He Yu asked slowly, "How is it, does it sound good?"

Xie Qingcheng: "...where did you meet her."

"It's in this crew." He Yu slowly put down the phone, "It seems that you didn't intend to deny it."

“…”

"Why are you acting in this play? Xie Qingcheng, what are you trying to do? What secrets are you hiding?"

“…”

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes: "This is my private matter."

He Yu leaned his head back, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and then set his eyes on Xie Qingcheng again. He was provoked by Xie Qing, and let out a cold sneer.

"Personal affairs." Black eyes stared at him, and he didn't intend to spend more time with each other in public and private. He only said: "I should ask a few questions about your personal affairs."

The eyes wander: "You are all mine, why can't I know about you."

What Xie Qingcheng couldn't stand the most was He Yu's words. As if treating him like a woman.

He opened his eyes, his face quickly sank, more ugly than before.

"I hope you need some face, He Yu."

"I hope to hear the truth, Xie Qingcheng."

He Yu inadvertently uttered this command-like word with his blood-stained lips.

For some unknown reason, after Xie Qingcheng heard this sentence, his body suddenly swayed slightly, and the blood on his face suddenly decreased a bit.

And this time, unfortunately—

He Yu noticed.

"...Xie Qingcheng." He Yu asked, "What happened to you?"

"I..." responded quickly, as if responding involuntarily, but before she could say anything, she was restrained.

Then he turned away suddenly.

He Yu's expression was even more ugly, and his tone of inquiries became more determined: "Say, what's wrong with you?"

“…”

Living.

After a long silence, Xie Qingcheng suddenly broke out with a violent cough.

"Ahem..."

He coughed so badly, he leaned back and leaned against the cold tiles of the classroom, his eyes were red from coughing, he lifted it up, and looked at He Yu almost embarrassed.

At this moment, looking at his abnormal reaction, He Yu trembled violently. Could it be that...

"Xie Qingcheng, you are..."

He did not go on immediately.

The appearance of Xie Qing in front of him made him suddenly think of a previous experience—

It was a winter a few years ago.

At that time, he was still studying abroad and went to a nursing home. He met a mental patient with serious symptoms. The medical staff was beside him to dissuade him.

But the foreign patient was very strong and broke free at once, yelling in French, swearing, and beating each other.

"I killed you - let you shut me up! Let you treat me like this, haha, hahaha!"

He Yu was also uncomfortable at the time. He was injured a little that day and was bleeding. Originally, he was bloodthirsty and violent. If he wanted to calm down as soon as possible, he would naturally not be able to see such an intense and crazy scene.

He was irritable, so he opened his mouth and scolded in French: "Shut up."

He Yu was just an unintentional remark when passing by.

But who knows, the madman's face suddenly turned white.

I looked at him as if I saw something terrible.

The pain of the patient seems to be rampant in the body, and it will turn into a scream and break out of the body.

But he stared straight at the young man, and he really killed the cry in his throat.

There seems to be an invisible giant hand, and with He Yu's "shut up", it really locks his throat.

The doctors and nurses present were stunned.

"You, do you know him?"

"...I don't know." He Yu replied, surprised too.

This happened like this on the medical side, and they later thought it should be a coincidence.

But only He Yu realized that it was not.

He looked at the patient's pale face, and saw the blue veins that burst out of forbearance.

He suddenly had an uncertain guess in his heart, which spread astonishingly like the morning fog.

After the medical staff dispersed, he walked straight to the gasping patient.

The patient sat, and He Yu stared at him.

In order to confirm his thoughts, he gave the most cruel order in French-

He tentatively said, "Jeveuxquetutesuicides."

Then—

As if a terrifying truth broke through the thick fog.

The patient's id consciousness seemed to be resisting violently, which made his face pale in pain and his body was swaying slightly.

He Yuyou's mirror-like eyes reflected his struggle.

He was so close to the patient that the patient could smell the blood on him.

After a few seconds, maybe more than ten seconds, the man raised his hand and seemed to be at a disadvantage in the torn with the invisible force.

His eyes were slack, and he raised his hand - he really grabbed his neck!

He Yu was taken aback, he came back to his senses before the other party really strangled him to death, and immediately stopped him—

"Stop. You stop!"

The man lowered his hand as if he had lost his strength. His tall and burly body seemed to have entered a high-temperature furnace, and he collapsed to the ground, almost turning into mud.

After that, He Yu found out that as long as he smelled his own blood, and then talked to him in an orderly tone, the other party would be unable to control himself and act according to his requirements.

In Chengkang Hospital, he learned about this ability from Xie Qingcheng's mouth, which is called Blood Gu.

At this moment, He Yu stared at Xie Qingcheng's face.

The look of being forced by blood and trying to break free from the invisible shackles...

He is all too familiar.

Can't go wrong.

Xie Qingcheng him... This time he was also affected by his blood poison!

Like a sword that cuts through the fog and darkness.

He Yu's eyes flashed with tiny, trembling beams.

He slowly got up from the ground and muttered: "...Xie Qingcheng, you..."

What makes him even more convinced is that Xie Qingcheng, who has always been very calm, even Xie Qingcheng, who can handle those absurd scenes just now, dare not meet his eyes at this moment touch.

Instead, she turned around suddenly and strode towards the door with a livid face.

Xie Qingcheng's hand was already on the door latch and turned the lock with a click.

He was about to open the door and go out.

However, He Yu caught up behind him at this moment, and slammed the classroom door again.

One of his hands crossed Xie Qingcheng's face and pressed against the door, and the other hand grabbed Xie Qingcheng's waist and forced him to face him Own.

No mistake...No mistake...

He Yu's pupils shrunk slightly—

Can't go wrong.

The trembling was like a butterfly facing his command, out of control, but unwilling, trying to break free from the spider web. It's the trembling that wants to escape the blood gu...

He Yu didn't know what to say for a while.

Surprise, anger, astonishment, excitement, ecstasy, grief... All the emotions that were incompatible with fire and water were all flooding into his mind at this time.

"You...you are..." He Yu looked at the man trapped between his chest and the classroom door.

The man who is always meticulous and stern.

He couldn't believe it, his voice changed: "Are you too?"

“…”

"Xie Qingcheng, are you too?"

The sound is fiercer than the sound, the sound is more mournful, the sound is more crazy, and the sound is more desperate.

"You too?!"

His despair stems from his unwillingness to believe that Xie Qingcheng also has mental problems. No matter what, Xie Qingcheng is always a very strong person in his eyes, a person who can control himself very much Emotions and mindset of people.

He's even a doctor.

If such a person will suffer from mental illness under the pressure of society and others do not know it, then what reason does he have to think that the disease can be overcome by the human heart?

That is the devil who can defeat Xie Qing Chengdu.

He Yu gasped and yanked Xie Qingcheng's hair, forcing him to look at himself.

The almond eyes trembling with halo met the stagnant peach blossom eyes.

The tip of the nose almost touches the tip of the nose.

Xie Qingcheng heard the blood on He Yu's body, which was heavier than anyone who had been slain by blood before, and the impact was greater.

He Yu's Adam's apple rolled, he looked at him and stroked Xie Qingcheng's hair morbidly.

He tried his best to calm himself down, but he was still shaking.

The emotions hidden in it are more terrifying than when the sound is loud.

"You tell me."

He held Xie Qingcheng tightly, and He Yu had no doubt that after Xie Qingcheng took off his police uniform today, there would be large bruises on his waist.

He held him tightly, as if trying to grasp a vein of truth from the slipping quicksand.

Like Wu Nuo's muttering.

"You tell me. Are you too?"

"..." Xie Qing frowned in pain.

"Do you also have a mental illness?"

The author has something to say:jeveuxquetutesuicides kill yourself. Google the translation... Then I swiped on Twitter to "like" the French grammar pointed out by the lady, which has been modified~Thanks~

Congratulations and congratulations on getting the Halloween limited uniform Xie Qing card...

Today's No Responsibility ooc Theater:

Xie Qingcheng, an Omega who pretended to be A, after being forcibly marked by He Yu, had a child, and Xie Xue, who was divided into alpha, found out...Xuemei was very angry, but she was completely I don't know that the Alpha who marked her brother in a knot and impregnated her brother was a student in his class... sigh sigh...