Chapter 106: looking at you

Yu He left.

For a long time, Qingcheng Xie was not in front of him.

But in fact, he later drove his car and saw Qingcheng Xie from afar many times.

The boy rested his chin on the steering wheel and looked ahead with almond eyes as he watched the man emerge from Moyu Lane in the snowy morning sunlight and return late in the twilight, a tall figure, but growing thinner by the day.

He didn't bother him again.

Qingcheng Xie had already made his thoughts clear, and he felt impatient with Yu He's pestering.

Yu He did not feel that he loved him, not very considerate of his feelings, later realized, an impulse, want to confess, but the words did not come out, then met with Qingcheng Xie cold rejection like that. Yu He's heart was in turmoil, "like" two words, then can no longer pronounce the word.

The teenager knew very well that if he ran over to Qingcheng Xie and said, "Sorry brother, I found out I like you, then I can start over with you.

Qingcheng Xie will definitely give him a slap on the wrist and then tell him to get out of his sight and disappear immediately.

And now, you can no longer do anything to force him.

His fangs became frosted in front of him, and his finger claws began to lose their strength on him. Yu He was alarmed by such a self, he really should not have such fragile emotions.

Vulnerability and likeability are not supposed to be there.

Not to mention that he promised Qingcheng Xie.

He promised the man who had already endured too much.

Do not pester him.

Do not force him.

Don't do it with him.

End the relationship.

Then he must handle it that way - it's better for each other.

One day, Qingcheng Xie took a little detour from her grocery shopping and went to a nearby store to order a cake. The cake store was very close to Yu He's parking place, and it was too late for Yu He to drive away.

He heard Qingcheng Xie's voice talking to the clerk, faintly drifting over:

"Yes, to 50th birthday cards ...... cake can choose the style can show me ......"

It should be the birthday of any uncle or aunt in the alley.

Yu He thought so.

He watched Qingcheng Xie perusing the list handed to him by the clerk, with a vague envy for the person who received the cake.

He even made a decision within those few minutes that he would go to the cake store and ask the clerk to buy an identical cake after Qingcheng Xie left.

Then take it home and finish it by yourself.

It doesn't matter if you're lonely.

However, before this great idea could even take root, Qingcheng Xie, who had finished ordering the cake, suddenly turned back.

When the peach blossom eyes glanced, they caught a glimpse of Yu He's car.

As well as, the people in the car.

Yu He : "......"

Qingcheng Xie : "......"

In fact, Yu He has been very low-key, he did not even drive his family any luxury car, but deliberately bought a road everywhere BMW suv, high chassis, see far, but also not eye-catching.

Who knew that Qingcheng Xie would run into him?

Yu He now do not know how to face him - and can not say like, and promised not to entangle.

He couldn't tell Qingcheng Xie how he felt at the moment, so he let the other man sulk and stride over to him and tap on his car window with his fingers.

Yu He one hand still on the steering wheel, head resting on his arm, the other hand lowered the window glass.

He was driving himself crazy, but laughed and pretended to be fine: "What for?"

"What for, what are you doing here."

Yu He dropped his eyelashes and thought for a while, not knowing how to answer, so he did not answer.

Just say, "You bought so many things, let me carry them back for you."

Qingcheng Xie raised his hand and pushed the door of his car, not letting him down.

Through the open window, he said to him extremely cold: "I thought we agreed not to bother me anymore."

Yu He found himself without the power to even argue.

"Like" in the case of others can accept, called "like", in the case of others may not accept, called "crush", and in the case of others will not accept In the case of others, it is either called "bitching" or "bothering".

Yu He is a very self-respecting person.

When he came to his senses, he did not intend to let Qingcheng Xie know that he was in this mood and then show shock, disgust, contempt, and dislike.

That would hurt too much.

He will go crazy with pain, crazy will be out of control, and in the end, both will lose, and there will be no benefit to the lives and even the condition of both.

Yu He then only snorted as usual, even with some condescending distance: "You misunderstood, I was just passing by."

"Then you can go back now."

Yu He wants to say: Why have you lost weight again recently? Is there something you have not told anyone and are digesting it alone.

But he remembered that he could not like Qingcheng Xie.

So he took this "like" that he had just discovered, wrapped up in the ugliest paper, as hideous and ugly as before, no one could find. He said: "This road is not your home, the traffic police have not come to give me a ticket to evict people, then you should also be reasonable."

"I see you as an eyesore."

Yu He felt his heart was stabbed, but he wiped that heart blood with no expression.

With some hidden fishy sweetness in his throat, the corners of his mouth fell into an indifferent, gangly smile, laughing at him:" Qingcheng Xie , the last time you slept with me, you didn't think I was an eyesore either. You still kissed me then, you still rode me, you still ......"

Qingcheng Xie pushed his head back against the car window with great force, even making Yu He a little painful.

"Don't ever mention that night to me again."

Yu He stopped there, so as not to appear to have changed his attitude a lot, but also not to make the other party very uncomfortable: "Oh, then don't say it, then don't say it."

Before driving away, he looked at the bags Qingcheng Xie had in his hand, one of which had the name of a nearby pharmacy printed on it.

Yu He foot pointing brake, one hand holding the steering wheel, in the end still can not help but ask Qingcheng Xie a: " Qingcheng Xie, you are not sick?"

Qingcheng Xie followed his gaze and saw the pharmacy plastic bag: "No."

His brow furrowed as he said this, and his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something more to Yu He, but in the end he didn't.

Yu He : "If you need any help remember to tell me, one day husband and wife also a hundred days grace it."

"Couple your mother and get out."

Yu He smiled and drove off obediently.

Just in turn away, Qingcheng Xie can no longer see his face, he kind of pretend to light smile, like snow is brushed off.

He clutched the steering wheel, slowly walk away, knuckles white, the pain in the heart can no longer hold back, porcelain cracked spread ......

Once he got home, Yu He couldn't wear the mask anymore.

He flipped through a pile of medication, ignoring Dongni An's medical advice, and just swallowed it all down, finally stopping the intense emotional ups and downs.

Then Yu He lay down on the bed, took a while to relax, and habitually tried to find those photos taken in the club in his phone to comfort himself, but at the moment he opened the album, he realized that those photos had been completely and utterly shattered by himself.

No more.

He only kept a side photo of Qingcheng Xie that he found on the internet before, that photo was taken beautifully, Qingcheng Xie's face was just framed with a layer of gold by the glow of the street lights.

Yu He looked at the man's handsome side face over and over again, and finally couldn't help but bring the phone to his lips and gently kiss Qingcheng Xie's eyebrows on the photo.

Only the man in the photo would not treat him coldly.

Yu He, in such self-congratulation, had a feeling of almost sadness.

He was in great need of detachment and wanted to talk to someone - someone who had a favorite that he could not ask for, and wanted to share it with someone, love cannot be hidden, even for crazy people.

Unfortunately, Yu He did not have any friends that he could make friends with, so he finally had to go online and post a tree hole with his small Weibo account.

This small number is a record of his daily state of mind, and has been posting a lot of content off and on. Only the previous ones are not long, mostly photos that only he knows the meaning of, with some simple text.

Like the first light of the morning.

He writes that the early morning is infinitely better.

Another example is the retweeted jellyfish video.

He wrote, "My heart will go on.

The closest one is a night scene taken near Moyu Lane.

He wrote: The moon is so beautiful tonight.

The more Yu He looked, the harder it was, so he went to the kind of emotional discussion board to find some content that would make him feel better.

The results all read:

"Hang a shameless cheating PAO scum."

Yu He thought: cheat gun? Qingcheng Xie even cannons are not rare to cheat his it.

"A year after the breakup still thinking about him, what should I do."

Yu He thought to himself, "It's already great to have a chance to be together, is it showing off what you once had by saying you're breaking up?

"Is it too much to ask for a wife three times a night."

Yu He simply posted back: You are a loser.

Yu He thought, while reading those bad posts, see the end, he felt that no one's experience has no reference value, so he decided to write a paragraph to put up, sometimes it is not a bad thing to listen to other people's opinions.

So Yu He wrote: "Tree Hole: I have a man I like who is thirteen years older than me, but he is young looking and I don't care about the age gap between us or that he is divorced and still has a fatherly personality. Although we both never confirmed a relationship, not even P friends, but we had sex many times. Later, I found myself falling for him, and he wanted me to stay as far away from him as possible. The last time we did it, he acted very aggressive, and I'm sure he got off on it, and then he wanted me to disappear immediately afterwards. Now I see him heart will be hard, but also in front of him pretend to be indifferent, feel too tired ...... do not know how to relieve themselves."

This board was a hoot and someone replied quickly.

First floor: Miss, you met the scum, run quickly.

The second floor: do when very cool, do let you hurry to disappear, what this absolute scum ah! Scum with a bitchy girl, what can I say, only to say respect, blessing, lock up. The two oddball wish 99, do not die at my door.

Third floor: sister, not worth it, really. The most important thing is that you have to be able to get a good idea of what you are getting into. I used to be so obsessed, the result delayed a good youth, alas, the past is unbearable to look back on. Sister, listen to my advice, there are many men in this world, you are still young, learn to love yourself, think about your parents, they will not want to see your life ruined in the hands of a second marriage man. You are still young, right? Young to be a young wife, you are willing? Besides, this man does not look reliable, you give him to do small, he will not love you. Women should love themselves! Remember!

Fourth floor: sister, this man can not want, he is in the spirit PUA you. I guess he is the kind of mouth to say I will rub not go in, but the action does not take women as people see the hanging cancer. One word, points.

Fifth floor: I can tell you clearly, if you are pregnant, he will not even give you the money for abortion.

Sixth floor: the difference of 13 years still talk? How old are you? He should not be too young, can meet you? Or a divorced father taste male ...... with children? Are you willing to give people as a small wife, to the child as a small mother? Consider it clearly silly sister!"

Seventh floor: such men have girlfriends why I do not have ah, crying woo woo woo.

Eighth floor: sister, we women when self-improvement, men are women's toys only, do not take it too seriously.

Yu He : "............"

Did he speak so much like a lost schoolgirl?

And Qingcheng Xie is not a scum, okay?

Yu He has blacked out these people one by one.

Finally thought about it, himself in their own comments section, wrote a sentence: "Call him scum I all black, self-respect."

A few seconds later.

Ninth floor: you the woman so cheap na, by the scum PUA to have been hopeless.

Yu He : "............"

Forget it! Go to sleep!

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After a few days, school started.

Yu He entered the second semester of his freshman year, and Xue Xie was still his instructor.

He thought, "If I can't see Qingcheng Xie, it's good to see Xue Xie.

At least Xue Xie's eyes look like her brother's and he can look happy - happier than the response from the emotion board.

However, Yu He did not expect that on the first day of school, when he came to the classroom, he saw not Xue Xie standing on the podium, but a fat old professor wearing a pair of tortoiseshell glasses.

"Xue Xie teacher can't come to class temporarily because of health reasons. I am temporarily here to substitute for you, my last name is Zhang ......"

Yu He sat in the back row of the classroom and instantly remembered the plastic bag from the drugstore that Qingcheng Xie was holding when he met him at the entrance of Moyu Lane, and the man's desire to speak at that time.

Suddenly he understood -

After class, Yu He called Xue Xie, but no one answered, so he called Qingcheng Xie instead. Qingcheng Xie hung up on him the first time, but picked up the second time, probably because he was annoyed.

"What's your business." The tone was cold.

Yu He opened the door: "Brother, is Xue Xie sick?"

"......"

"She didn't come to class today."

Qingcheng Xie seems to know that he can't hide it anymore.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while.

Finally Qingcheng Xie finally sighed and said, "...... forget it, when you are free, come to Moyu Lane."

"Talk to you in person."

Yu He actually had two elective classes tonight, but he skipped them and drove to Moyu Lane as soon as his regular class was over.

Upon entering, Yu He saw Qingcheng Xie sitting at home smoking, and he was the only one in the house.

" Where is Xue Xie?"

"Hospitalized."

Yu He was startled: "...... Why so suddenly. What's wrong with her? In which hospital?"

"Ciyan Qin founded a private hospital with his friend. I feel more comfortable over there." Qingcheng Xie flexed his fingers and clicked his cigarette ash, "Sit down."

I can see that Qingcheng Xie still doesn't really want to have any interaction with him, so there must be some reason why he is finally willing to call him over.

As expected, Qingcheng Xie did not intend to exchange pleasantries with Yu He, and after a moment of silence, he spoke to Yu He straightforwardly: " Xue Xie showed signs of having taken RN-13 on his body."

"!!!"

Yu He was amazed.

But it also immediately became clear that no wonder Qingcheng Xie wanted to talk to him about it.

Because apart from Yu He, Qingcheng Xie really has no one else to talk about this prohibited drug.

As a victim of RN-13, Yu He's expression also became very difficult. Although he no longer feels any love for Xue Xie, and his relationship with her has even become somewhat strained, in the end, she is still a friend who gave him much comfort during his most difficult time.

Yu He said in a quiet voice, "How is it now? Is it serious?"

"Luckily, it didn't get out of hand."

Yu He was slightly relieved, but still frowned: "Did you find out what's going on?"

"There are some eyebrows."

Qingcheng Xie's cigarette had already been smoked, coughed lightly twice, and was going to get another one.

As a result, the cigarette case was taken away by Yu He before his hand could touch it.

Yu He: "No. Don't smoke. I hate second-hand smoke."

"......"

Qingcheng Xie also did not have the strength to grab this with him, he raised his hand to grab his hair and closed his eyes.

After a few moments, he opened his mouth, "From the labs, it looks like she was exposed to this drug in the fall of last year. I also asked her about it in the hospital, and she and I admitted that's when she had some stress reactions, like insomnia and nosebleeds ......"

Yu He's heart thumped.

He recalled that he did see Xue Xie with a nosebleed at school before, and the two had a conversation at the time. He suggested that Xue Xie go to the hospital or tell Qingcheng Xie about the situation, but Xue Xie thought it was nothing more than a minor matter and that Qingcheng Xie was too busy to be bothered.

Yu He : "She never talked to you?"

Qingcheng Xie's eyelashes drooped and she added her hand to her forehead, very tired: "No. I only found out about it a few weeks ago. I only found out about it a few weeks ago."

"That day, I came home and found her passed out on the floor. Around her were some tissues stained with blood, and there were also blood stains at her mouth and nose. I immediately sent her to Huyi, and your cousin examined her, but the ordinary blood test didn't find anything wrong."

"And then what?"

"Then, I remembered some pathological reactions I had after my first dose of RN-13, also nosebleeds and muddiness." Qingcheng Xie said and looked up at Yu He for a moment, "You are different, you are caused by genetics, so you don't know this early symptom."

"I took Xue Xie to Ciyan Qin's friend's hospital for a special test, and here are the labs."

Qingcheng Xie drew a piece of paper from the drawer and pushed it to Yu He.

On that snowy white page, Xue Xie's name was written, RN-13 positive.

Yu He was silent for a while: "...... Who exactly gave her the dose."

"The dose is not high, very low." Qingcheng Xie didn't answer who it was right away, but spoke to Yu He first about Xue Xie's situation. His voice was like floating up from the water, wet and cool, heavy, "This dose, with the current technology, is enough to avoid permanent damage to her body. I've been medicating her for a while now. But ......"

Qingcheng Xie leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes: " Ciyan Qin's earliest contact was with the United States Research Institute, and our special drug was invented according to the molecular formula given by that institute. What you are taking, and what I am taking, is the same type of drug. It works on both you and me."

Yu He vaguely realized something: " Xue Xie can't?"

"She can't." Qingcheng Xie says, "It's only soothing, not overtly therapeutic."

"Then this is because ......"

"She's taking a new drug."

There was a long silence.

Yu He : "Is someone still working on a new drug for RN-13?"

Qingcheng Xie nodded wearily.

"But RN-13 research must be underground and illegal, even if someone is conducting secret experiments, and Xue Xie is just a teacher, how does she have access to this kind of stuff?"

Qingcheng Xie played with the lighter as he said to Yu He, "There's a chance."

"You push back to the fall of last year, do you remember what happened to her, in her case?"