Chapter 100: How can she come to your house for New Year's Eve!

Now, love and hate are over, the entanglement is over, and he should be clear with Qingcheng Xie.

He also promised Qingcheng Xie before he left the group that he would not force Qingcheng Xie to do something she was unwilling to do, and to put it more bluntly, he would not force Qingcheng Xie to have sex with him.

The two of them, when they were alone for a while, were almost always more physical than verbal communication. Now that physical communication is over, it stands to reason that Qingcheng Xie's attraction to Yu He should be greatly diminished.

But he seems to want to see him even more.

Perhaps it is the secret that only they know in the world that still binds them together? -- Yu He doesn't know.

He swiped his phone back and forth several times throughout the day, checking it every few minutes.

Qingcheng Xie did not reply to his message.

After a whole day, there was still no reply.

That means, Qingcheng Xie's rejection of him is already obvious.

He had no intention of spending the holidays with Yu He.

Yu He did not die, until more than 9:00 pm, finally could not resist to Qingcheng Xie called a phone.

"Did you see my message?"

" Yu He? What's the news?" The other side spoke, and it was Xue Xie's voice.

A year ago, Yu He would never have imagined that he would be so disappointed to hear Xue Xie's voice one day.

"Put Professor Xie on the phone, I need to talk to him."

"Professor Xie is taking a bath." Xue Xie said, "You have something to say to your teacher Xie, too."

"Wash ......"

Yu He uncontrollably began to think of Qingcheng Xie standing under the shower, broad shoulders and long legs, thin waist and bones, the back of the neck and a little bit of magnificent vermilion look.

His heart heated up.

"Hello?" Xue Xie saw that he didn't say anything and urged, "Hello? Say something."

Yu He tried to make his voice sound calm and indifferent: "I really have something to do, you give him the phone, let him answer it."

"Then you can call back later."

"It's urgent."

Xue Xie had no choice but to clomp on his slippers and walk to the bathroom door, open a crack, put his hand inside and turn his head away, "Brother! You have an emergency call!"

Yu He listened on the phone and heard the sound of the shower clattering and the man's low response.

He imagined that image, imagined the man's hand stained with crystal water beads received the phone, and suddenly felt the hot fog of the bathroom seemed to steam up along with the phone signal, warming his face a bit.

There was a rustle on the phone, followed by Qingcheng Xie's voice: "Hello."

"...... Qingcheng Xie ......" Yu He a moment of throat tightening, is by the association of the man bathing desire to, but also by the man before ignoring him and stuck to.

"You wanted to see me in a hurry?"

"...... hmm."

"Not feeling well?"

Yu He took a breath and glanced down: "...... I don't know, it probably can't be considered uncomfortable. It does seem pretty uncomfortable though."

"......"

If Qingcheng Xie had been on the Internet, he would have known that the feedback to an answer like Yu He's would have been, "Listen to your words as if you were listening to them."

But he wasn't on much, so he said, "Where's the discomfort."

Yu He was tempted to have a telefono play with him, but thinking of the promise he had just made, he had to say, "It's just ...... uncomfortable in my heart."

"Hmm?"

"You haven't been returning my messages."

After a long pause on the other end of the phone, Qingcheng Xie's tone was clearly irritated: "Is this your emergency?"

Yu He did not answer, but only asked, "Can I come to your house and spend New Year's Eve with you?"

Qingcheng Xie : "Not appropriate."

"But ......"

"You should be with your family for New Year's Eve. I'm not your relative, so go back to Yanzhou with your parents."

"......"

"Hang up."

Qingcheng Xie really said hang up, Yu He did not even have a chance to make up something to redeem, and heard a busy beep on the phone.

Yu He slammed his phone down and got depressed again.

Moyu Lane Shea Family.

Qingcheng Xie eyes obscure, wiping dripping black hair in a bathrobe came out.

Xue Xie chewed on the yogurt straw: "Brother, what does he want from you? What's so urgent?"

"Nah, he's got nothing to do."

"Nervous ...... And did he disrespect you and contradict you?"

Qingcheng Xie : "...... no. Ask so much for what."

Xue Xie bristled: "Because every time you and he are together nothing good, I still can't understand how you two can be trapped together in the reservoir of the crew ...... he always pester you for what, and you don't have milk for him to drink."

"......" Qingcheng Xie cold face, "How many times have I said that girls should be subtle in their speech, and, it's almost ten o'clock, you hurry to take a shower and go to bed."

Xue Xie only had to oh, aggressively finish the yogurt in two sips and went to wash up under her brother's high-handed rule.

In the blink of an eye, New Year's Eve has come and gone.

On New Year's Eve, Qingcheng Xie and Xue Xie finished cleaning up together and started working with their neighbors to decorate and set up tables and chopsticks. This year, Moyu Lane had a long table feast, which is a long table set up in the alley with more than ten tables, and each neighbor prepared their own special dishes.

Uncle Liu carried out the television set, set up at the end of the long table in the highest place, and the eighties, everyone watching the women's volleyball game, similar to the intention to play the Spring Festival.

The result was a small child giggling so hard that he took a projector and projected it directly onto the curtain on a large screen.

"Uncle, now you can look at it this way!"

Miaoqing Li, on the other hand, brought out a pipa, after all, she had spent time in nightclubs when she was young, and it was a must for nightclub girls to practice playing music. She sat on a low stool and plucked the strings, smiling and playing two Suzhou commentary, a little girl came up to her and asked her to play the theme song of the cartoon, Miaoqing Li put on her old-fashioned glasses and began to search for scores on the Internet ......

"Dr. Xie, the dumpling cabbage is enough, you drive me to the vegetable market, good, late afraid of closing."

"Buy a little more flour too, oh."

After Qingcheng Xie finished his work, he took the keys to his car and took the neighbor's mother to the vegetable market to pick cabbages.

But he didn't expect that when he drove back again, he would meet someone at the entrance of Moyu Lane -

"Oh, my God, there are still people eating beef vermicelli at roadside stalls on days like this?" The first to find that person is not Qingcheng Xie, but the passenger side of the right and left looking at the lady.

The older woman stared out with bullfrog-like eyes, looking hard.

There are several very cheap stalls at the mouth of their alley, and today almost all of them have closed, only one selling Huainan beef soup still stays in the cold wind.

The owner of the store is a wealthy fan, life's greatest passion is to make money, she firmly believes that as long as she does not close, even when the main station playing "unforgettable tonight", there will be customers to visit her beef soup store.

How can we close on New Year's Eve?

See, the heart is sincere, the customer is here!

Qingcheng Xie stopped the car and looked out to see Yu He sitting at a small greasy table on the side of the road, drinking steaming beef vermicelli soup little by little.

It's so damned desperate, it doesn't even match a pie.

The young man was miserable on New Year's Eve, good and coquettish, sitting alone at the street downwind shivering powder, which lady saw not curious, not heartbroken?

Qingcheng Xie co-pilot of the neighbor's mother is no exception: "Dr. Xie ah, let's go down and ask, what is the situation of this child ah."

"...... doesn't need it. Look at the way he's dressed in all his glory."

"Ah ah, bright and shiny does not mean that the child's heart is not a problem ah. Two days ago the newspaper not also published that ...... what rich second generation because of the lack of parental care at home suicide? As long as society is a little more caring, there will be less of this poor thing ...... you do not care I care, I get off to ask." Dame said to open the door.

Qingcheng Xie was made helpless by her shouting appearance and sighed: "Okay, okay aunt, don't be in a hurry, you get off and go back inside to warm up. I know this person, I'll go ask, I'll go ask, okay?"

The lady was satisfied and returned to the alley with a pile of cabbage and stuffed meat in her arms.

At the end of the day, he also forgot to get out of the car and lock the door Qingcheng Xie yelled: "Since you know each other, simply invite people's children to dinner ah."

"......"

Qingcheng Xie is so angry that he has nothing to say.

He walked to the Huainan beef soup store with a sullen face.

Wealthy boss lady: "Handsome brother today is to eat some -"

"I'll talk to this guy."

The boss's wife showed an offended look, but she was not good enough to force a purchase, and left in resignation.

Qingcheng Xie came to Yu He's small table and watched Yu He's soft eyelashes drooping as he took small sips of the soup.

"The young master drank beef soup on New Year's Eve, how did not choke you to death."

Yu He looked up, pretending to be surprised: "Ah, Dr. Xie."

"......"

"I've been looking for a place to eat for a long time, but all the other places are closed, but this is the only place that's still open. What's the matter with you?"

Qingcheng Xie didn't want to talk to him anymore.

His family has a nanny and a cook, Shi He also has investments in many luxury hotels in the city, Yu He will need to shiver in the cold wind a bowl of meat than paper thin beef soup?

He clearly did it on purpose.

However, this trick is also very effective, Moyu Lane has been wafting out of the tantalizing aroma of New Year's Eve dinner, occasionally some children run out, the elderly pacing out, can be seen in the road wind alone in the soup of the boys. It is really too eye-catching.

They are in the alley long table banquet mingling, Shao He but outside in the wind and sleep miserable, can really toss some "Zhu door wine stink, the road has frozen bones" effect to.

Qingcheng Xie naturally could not let Yu He silently ruin the neighborhood's elegance, stood in place for a while and said grimly, "Stand up. Pay the money and come with me."

The neighborhood family dinner started.

Shao He was very satisfied to get an inch of space at this sumptuous but not too expensive banquet. He was modest, gentle, and humble, and soon became a favorite guest at the long banquet. Except for Xue Xie who rolled his eyes and Qingcheng Xie who ignored him, others either served him food or poured him wine.

"O Xiao He, why are you spending the holidays alone?"

"My parents are too busy working ......"

"Pity pity."

"Xiao He, how old are you this year?"

"It's almost 20."

"Oh ...... have you got a girlfriend? I'm telling you, I have a beautiful niece who is studying acting in Yanzhou and is a sophomore ......," the aunt chattered enthusiastically.

Of course, Yu He was not the only one to sell the girls in his family, and he was soon surrounded by a group of older women.

"My daughter is in France and will be back soon. Although a little older than you, but she is very young at heart la, people and good-looking, I show you the photo."

"My niece is a Sino-Japanese mix, the eyes watery, not to mention how lovely, their photos are not much, photos can be p well, I this is a video, Xiao He you see if there is interest."

"Bah, stinky old woman, you video can also beauty good?"

Seeing the neighbors half joking and half serious, they are about to get into a fight.

Yu He smiled: "All quite good, just before I just lost love, not completely out of ......"

The women sniffed more compassionately.

"Aiya, it's hard to find such an infatuated male sae these days."

"What girl is so picky, how come even you don't like it."

Yu He smiled again and lowered his eyelashes, "I'm not good enough, I guess."

Qingcheng Xie listened next to him, his face was tense, he ate the dumplings without expression and turned his eyes to the big screen to watch the dance program of the Spring Festival Gala that had tipped over the palette.

But to be honest, the thought of it made him very angry.

Yu He lost love that is true, is he witnessed the whole, although he still do not know at that time Yu He secretly in love with the girl is who, but he thinks Yu He since so like each other, the back should be what happened, so that Yu He to that girl never mention.

Even if you don't mention it, Yu He has completely abandoned himself and started having gay sex.

Even if you do, the object is still yourself.

Qingcheng Xie coldly thought for a while, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, simply got up and left his seat, on the pretext of going to help with the dumplings, and went to the public kitchen in the alcove.

Unfortunately, several aunts and uncles in the kitchen were busy, and when they saw him enter, they felt he was in the way and chased him out again.

Qingcheng Xie had to sit back in his seat and continued to eat his New Year's Eve dinner with an indifferent look.

As a result, before I picked up my chopsticks, I saw a small noodle man placed by my plate.

"......" He thought at first that it was some kid's toy that had been left with him and forgotten to take it away.

The noodles are two Long Xiao, with vivid claws and a simple attitude.

Yu He smiled a little, said sideways, "I saw it on the way and bought it by hand. Give it to you."

Straight man: "...... What does it mean? A kid's toy?"

Yu He sighed and resisted the urge to roll his eyes: " Qingcheng Xie, noodle man is a traditional craft. You have to know how to appreciate art."

"Why are there two dragons?"

"......"

Hearing him ask, Yu He completely stopped smiling, he straightened up, his face expressionless, carefully distinguished, can still identify his eyebrows between the sudden upset.

He said stiffly, "Guess for yourself."

Qingcheng Xie : "This is not the Year of the Dragon."

"It has nothing to do with what year."

"I'm not a dragon."

"Nothing to do with the zodiac."

"I don't like dragons either."

"...... who cares what you like."

Qingcheng Xie felt that his attitude suddenly became inexplicable, sister-in-law flip-flop like.

He was a little impatient: "I can't guess, no more guessing."

Yu He quickly collapsed his face, and when he looked down he could even see his cheeks slightly beamed, obviously angry and unwilling to say.

He took back the Long Xiao face in Qingcheng Xie's hand and clutched it tightly in his own hand: "No vision, can't appreciate it even. I don't have to give it to you either, I can keep it for myself."

Qingcheng Xie : "Do you like dragons?"

Yu He : "I like to-"

Suddenly stuck.

What does he like?

He couldn't say it.

The boy simply did not say a word again sickly, his own head down and silently keyed the small face of the dragon scales.

Yu He found that Qingcheng Xie did not understand at all that deep inside himself, they were two lonely dragons that did not fit in with normal people. That's why he gave him this as a New Year gift.

Qingcheng Xie this person is really not romantic at all, like a polytechnic man dead dog, thanks to his own in the cold wind a thousand instructions to let the noodle master pinch two dragons, to be very similar, a fire red, a frost silver. He also asked the master to engrave his own and Qingcheng Xie's initials in pinyin on the dragon scales ......

This is really stupid to the stupid fucking New Year! Stupidity to stupidity!

He sternly keyed off the stupid abbreviations and finally slapped Long Xiao on the table, turned his head to chat with the grandparents and uncles, ignoring Qingcheng Xie, and continued to be his socialite middle-aged group favorite.

The meal did not end until 9:00 or 10:00, except for Yu He and Qingcheng Xie, a pair of enemies, everyone was chatting happily and enthusiastically, with melon seeds and peanuts on the ground.

Accidents come out of nowhere.

The first thing that got messy was the place against the entrance of the alley. Something seemed to have happened there and the laughter stopped abruptly, but the people sitting inside the alleyway had not reacted and were still bragging and talking.

It was not until the silence spread like a rising tide that those inside realized the anomaly and turned back -

"What's wrong?"

"What's happening? ...... ah!" The person who spoke drew back a cold breath after looking at the situation, "Oh my God ......"

"How did this happen ......"

"How is she ......?"

The unusual movement became more and more obvious, and finally even Qingcheng Xie, who had been somewhat distracted, glanced slightly sideways, carelessly.

Just a glance.

His brain buzzed and the blood instantly receded from his face.

There's a man coming -

Standing apprehensively at the entrance of the alley was a woman.

Looks about thirty years old, very beautiful, she applied some makeup, wearing heavy and expensive furs, but with her graceful dress shows a shocking difference, is her face even makeup can not cover the bruises.

The woman was carrying a Hermes bag, but stood embarrassed in the crowd's complex gaze.

Even Yu He could not forget this face, not to mention the residents of Moyu Lane...

She is the former wife of Qingcheng Xie, Ruoqiu Li.