Chapter 104: named like

Qingcheng Xie drove Yu He away, and then took a bath.

The bathing process was humiliating, Qingcheng Xie's body was so uncomfortable that he could barely stand up, and when he was done, he took some fever-reducing medicine and tried to lock himself up at home to rest.

But the bed was a mess, and there was no way to sleep.

Qingcheng Xie had to brace himself and put away the bed sheet again, the marks on it were too much for him to look at, and he still can't believe he took some kind of ecstasy last night to do such a ridiculous thing with Yu He.

He is not what will be shy, he just feel outrageous, especially looking at those marks on the sheets, he does not even think that this is two men can toss out the stuff.

It's really fucking haunted.

Qingcheng Xie coughed softly, removed the sheets and threw them in the washing machine, and changed the mattress before he could finally throw his aching body between the pillows and quilts.

"Ahem ......"

Tossing and turning, the fever was unbearable, Qingcheng Xie was so uncomfortable that she couldn't sleep.

He was in such a bad state that the only thing he was glad of was that Xue Xie had gone with Ruoqiu Li and never returned. He didn't have to disguise himself in front of anyone, and was finally able to remove the mask and reveal a face that was somewhat dazed and fragile from his illness.

It took a while for the fever-reducing medicine to take effect in Qingcheng Xie's body.

But perhaps because there was still the scent of Yu He in the house, Qingcheng Xie saw Yu He's eyes last night before she drifted off to sleep...

Those love-soaked, eager, passionate, needy, inseparable from him, and then the eyes of the love-obsessed ......

Qingcheng Xie's heart was more or less choked.

It was in this mood that he slowly lost consciousness ......

Qingcheng Xie slept until the next morning because of the sleeping ingredients in the fever-reducing medicine.

He felt that the fever had gone down a bit, so he got up, washed and dressed, and casually found some leftover dumplings from the fridge and warmed them up to eat.

So after a while, Qingcheng Xie sat down and started to read a book.

Qingcheng Xie Reading books, like watching jellyfish, is a way to divert attention from the boredom inside.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Qingcheng Xie, who had easily sunk into the world of books, came back to his senses: "Who?"

The teenager's voice came from outside in a low voice, and it was actually Yu He who came looking for him again: "...... It's me."

The pen in Qingcheng Xie's hand, which was taking notes on the book, stopped for a moment, and the tip of the pen cut through the paper.

He heard the teenager outside say, "Can you open the door?"

"......"

"...... I want to talk to you."

Qingcheng Xie : "Stand."

"Brother ...... why did you lock the door."

"Because there will be people like you bothering me while I'm working."

The person outside the door paused: "...... Qingcheng Xie ...... you open the door."

"Will you open the door? I'm ...... uncomfortable in my mind."

If he didn't say so, Qingcheng Xie suddenly thought of Yu He's previous madness on him, panting against his ear, and said, "I don't feel well, I have heatstroke, it's hot."

" Qingcheng Xie , you give me relief from the heat."

Qingcheng Xie's voice was another octave colder: "Stand."

The teenager just didn't say anything.

After a while, Qingcheng Xie heard a very sharp scratching sound coming from the door, like nails scraping across the blackboard, and Yu He was there scratching the door like a cat.

Qingcheng Xie said, "Are you young and not childish."

"I'm really not feeling well. I really want to see you, is your fever better? I want to stay with you ...... I want to talk to you."

Qingcheng Xie didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned on the stereo on the table and turned the background music to the maximum, directly drowning out the unethical movement of Yu He's fingernails scratching the door panel.

He just read for a while, and gradually, there was no sound outside.

Qingcheng Xie then turned off the stereo again and finished the rest of the book. When he turned the last page, he got up and went to the tea table to pour a cup of coffee. Looking up at the time, he thought Yu He should be gone, and he should go out to get some more prescriptions. However, he gathered two books and opened the door, when suddenly a hand slammed it open!

Qingcheng Xie where is the light, his action is ruthless and fast reaction, bang the door closed again, but Yu He is much crazier than him, Yu He clutched the door frame with his hand, so heavy security door closed, he did not even blink, not to mention retracting his fingers.

Just hear the "bang"!

Yu He's hand was smashed with a red mark, the skin broke, and a few seconds later, blood gushed out from the wound.

Yu He did not feel too much pain, apricot eyes through the door crack that did not close because he was against it, fixedly stared at Qingcheng Xie.

Then he slowly, little by little, pushed the door open, as if he were prying open Qingcheng Xie's shell.

He came in.

The blood-soaked hands, a clutch Qingcheng Xie's lapel, and then regardless of holding the person to the closet pressed over, the force of the heavy, so that the entire cabinet shuddered and buzzed, the cabinet top an unsightly vase was knocked down, straight on Yu He's shoulder.

Yu He suffered, still not looking at the eyes, this time the blood is not only in his hands flowing, even the shoulder also trickled down.

The two men hit the switch during the tussle, and the incandescent light went out, plunging the house into a chaotic darkness.

Qingcheng Xie stared at the wolf-like eyes close at hand in this darkness and whispered, "You're really fucking sick. Didn't I tell you not to come back?"

Yu He's voice was also very muddy and soft, accompanied by his breathing, which was taken directly out of the throat and stuffed into Qingcheng Xie's chest: "My heart is very confused."

He said to Qingcheng Xie again, "Qingcheng Xie. My heart is in turmoil, I really want to talk to you."

"But I have nothing to say to you."

Yu He's heart was stabbed hard.

He stared at Qingcheng Xie's face, and the two of them were breathing a little heavily because they were using a lot of energy, and the breath of the man and the teenager was so mixed up together.

" Qingcheng Xie ......"

"Get out."

Yu He did not go out, but instead put his forehead to Qingcheng Xie's forehead and felt it for a while: "You don't have a fever anymore ...... took the medicine?"

Qingcheng Xie pushed him.

Yu He just won't let go and mumbled again, "Xie, I'm sorry, I've thought about it for a long time, I thought about it the whole night yesterday, I really can't help but tell you that I ......"

"I'm not interested in knowing, so please get out."

Yu He suddenly more depressed, he was quiet for a while, and finally seems to have given up on himself no longer seeking Qingcheng Xie's acceptance, his gaze back and forth on Qingcheng Xie that face, deep black pupils gradually focus, several times moved to Qingcheng Xie thin light lips, and then the throat knot rolled up and down.

He did not know what was wrong with him, maybe he was compelled by the beast called "like" in his heart, although he knew he should not, he was too hard, lost in thought for a moment, lowered his head -

Qingcheng Xie jerked his face sideways to avoid it.

The skin there is thin and fragile, and the ability to sense heat is even greater. Qingcheng Xie had some stimulation on New Year's Eve, and now reacts to Yu He's contact, and Yu He's lips are on the sensitive part of his neck, and he can't hold back, and his fingers tighten silently against the closet wall, and his body shudders.

Yu He raised his eyes, his dark eyes looked at him and said, "...... Brother, don't kick me out. Will you let me stay a little longer?"

"......"

"I really thought about a lot of things yesterday."

"......"

"I, I actually want to talk to you--" unexpectedly, Yu He couldn't help but hold Qingcheng Xie's wrist, as if hoping he could give himself some encouragement.

Qingcheng Xie was pinned down by him, instinctively gathered a very strong aggressive, stern voice: "What the hell do you want Yu He ?"

Yu He originally wanted to say, "I like you, Qingcheng Xie. I find I like you so much.

But he looked at Qingcheng Xie's eyes, which were clearly guarded without any warmth, and he did not get encouragement, all he got was Qingcheng Xie's rejection and wariness.

So such words, he suddenly how can not say.

"I ......"

He was stuck in his throat and could only clutch Qingcheng Xie's wrist and refused to let go, after a long time, as if he had suddenly thought of something that could be used to euphemistically express his feelings. So he trembled, wretchedly leaked out of the teeth a few words: "...... I ...... Xie brother ...... you... ...Do you remember those photos? It's those photos in the ...... clubhouse?"

Qingcheng Xie was stunned for a moment, seemingly did not expect Yu He pulled so half a day, and finally actually said this to him, could not help but be furious: "You thought all night, is still planning to use those photos to threaten me? I told you to do whatever you like with it, you want to send it to the anti-pornography / black office has nothing to do with me! How dare you re-..."

"I deleted it."

The second half of Qingcheng Xie's sentence was cut off by this unexpected statement.

He narrowed his eyes, and this time it was his turn to pick up the slack.

" Qingcheng Xie ." Yu He controlled the trembling in his voice and repeated, "I deleted those photos."

"Completely shattered."

"......"

"No more."

The two of them looked at each other in the small space, Yu He held Qingcheng Xie's hand tightly, and at that moment he seemed to have an inexplicable fear in his heart.

It was as if he was afraid Qingcheng Xie would throw him out and then close the door in his face and never open it again.

He could only repeat over and over again, "I deleted it."

He still can't say sorry or I love you, and the phrase "I deleted it" is like a piece of driftwood that keeps him from falling into the abyss of losing his pride, and keeps Qingcheng Xie's gaze on him.

But after a few moments of silence, Qingcheng Xie lifted his other hand and stiffly broke Yu He's fingers from his thin wrist, one by one, viciously.

"Yeah."

Qingcheng Xie softly, a few inches from the eyes, is Yu He's young face.

"So are you asking me to get down on my knees and be grateful to you?"

The last finger was broken, and Qingcheng Xie violently threw his hand aside, retreated to the cabinet with a grim face, and rubbed the red marks on his wrist.

Since he used RN13 to repair his body, he became scarred, easy to leave red marks, Yu He gripped hard, there are traces of being strangled. The blood color is reflected in the area around Qingcheng Xie's tattoo, very sad.

Yu He added, "It won't happen again."

"And what does it have to do with me."

Yu He opened his mouth, his heart was blocked, but his throat was too tight, he really did not know what to say, and finally he could only put all the emotions into that name.

" Qingcheng Xie ......"

Qingcheng Xie, however, said, "You go."

" Qingcheng Xie ." Yu He whispered.

The more he saw him like this, the less courageous he was to say the phrase - Qingcheng Xie, I like you.

Getting less and less courageous.

Because he already knew what Qingcheng Xie's reaction would be.

He has spied it.

"What do you really want to hear Yu He ." Qingcheng Xie finally looked at him, "What else do you want after all this? --Well, I'm grateful that after all the animalistic things you did with those photos, you finally decided to be merciful and delete your unpleasant things, and I thank you on behalf of our family. From the bottom of my heart, from the bottom of my heart, I thank you for your kindness. Now can you go?"

Yu He didn't leave, he had a bitterness in his throat and was about to say something to explain when suddenly there were footsteps coming out of the distance -

Qingcheng Xie reacted faster than Yu He, he immediately turned sideways and lifted two fingers to lift the window slit of the blinds, and when he saw the person coming, his face became very ugly.

"It's Xue Xie!"

This time Yu He's face is also very wonderful, he is immersed in love desire but suddenly jerked awake, the whole person awake with some confusion.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and you could hear a pair of high heels.

Yu He was completely back to his senses, he did not care about himself, but hurriedly buttoned up Qingcheng Xie's shirt that he had just torn open by rubbing it with his own hands.

Only then did he realize that Qingcheng Xie's shirt buttons were too difficult to fasten, his fingers touched the top two, and before he could fasten them, Xue Xie's silhouette had passed the window and arrived outside the door.

"Brother, did you leave the door open? I just sent Ruoqiu Li to the train station ...... Why did you pull the curtains and leave the lights on?"

She came in.

Yu He and Qingcheng Xie quickly returned to their positions and pulled away.

These two people do not want her to find out about this, despite the face blue, hair mess, each other are a bit messy, Qingcheng Xie's coat buttons are still two unbuttoned, Yu He is still dripping blood, but they are very tacit understanding, brushed straight back stood up, pretending that nothing happened.

Xue Xie turned on the light and froze when he saw the tragic situation: "Brother? Yu He? ...... you ......"

Her eyes swept over the mess, flicking back and forth between the two unkempt men.

"What are you two doing here at ......?"

Qingcheng Xie : "......"

In this awkward dead silence, Yu He's reaction than Qingcheng Xie fast: "...... cough, I'm not staying for two days, I want to help clean up, the results did not pay attention, a little hurt. Your brother he ...... is giving me treatment, have to take off clothes, so pull the curtains."

"...... pulled the curtains also need to turn on the lights ah." Xue Xie said, her eyes moved over Yu He bleeding shoulder and hand, fell on the broken vase on the floor, she suddenly stared, "is not this my, my sixth grade award-winning hand-made vase?! Oh my god! How could this happen!!! Who broke it!!!"

"I'm the one who's not very good at housework and didn't see the smash." Yu He said, "...... sorry."

"Ah!!! The first day of the year, the second day of the year, no cleaning ah! You're a young master who doesn't know how to work! You don't even understand this?" Xue Xie was so sad and angry, that was one of her favorite vases! Yu He had stayed at her house for a short time, and then he dropped it on her! You were gentle!

"I'll pay you one ......"

"What are you paying for? Can you afford to pay for it? Can you find me in 6th grade to make another one?! It pisses me off! It really pisses me off-!!!"

Xue Xie cursed, but fortunately, she was only sad about her jar, if she knew that her own brother had given her a student fuck, she would probably have rushed straight to the kitchen to take a kitchen knife and chopped Yu He into dumplings.

This is really unfortunate, if Xue Xie had a hundred brains, she would not have imagined that when she sent Ruoqiu Li to the hotel for two days, her big brother in charge would have multiple incestuous relationships with Yu He in this room.

Xue Xie cursed: " Yu He! You are a son of a bitch! What the hell do you want! Before, you scolded my brother so much, and now you're the one who wants to take him in, you're really inexplicable ......"

She chattered on and on, as if one's lung capacity could cover a choir, scolding Yu He for half a day, Yu He now does not talk back to Xue Xie, just let her so scolded. In the end, Qingcheng Xie couldn't even listen to her anymore.

Qingcheng Xie said, "Forget it, Xue Xie, don't say anything. He's leaving now."

He said and looked at Yu He for a moment.

Xue Xie : "But he-"

Qingcheng Xie raised his hand and put it on Xue Xie's shoulder, shaking his head.

Xue Xie just stopped huffing and puffing, although she looked as if she wanted to take out her anger at Ruoqiu Li on Yu He as well.

These people, one by one, how do they think they can go back on what they did wrong? Can a broken jar be restored?

Qingcheng Xie didn't want to listen to such an argument anymore, and while he seemed to carelessly fasten his last two collar buttons, he said to Yu He, "If there's nothing else, you should go back."

Yu He didn't move.

" Qingcheng Xie , I ......"

Qingcheng Xie stopped buttoning up and looked at him coldly and full of warning unexpectedly: "Go."

"......"

When the eviction order was given, Yu He couldn't stay any longer, let alone confess.

The heart can only digest itself if it is in turmoil.

Yu He bit his lower lip and did not say anything, he had completely understood -

His fondness is a burden that Qingcheng Xie does not have to declare.

Qingcheng Xie , is really not going to accept him.

And even, also don't want to see him at all anymore.