Chapter 113: Who do I see?

Qingcheng Xie stiffened slightly.

Eyes open silently in the darkness.

Naturally, he did not want to sleep with Yu He, but he was in such a bad state that he did not want to argue with Yu He either.

Yu He felt his suddenly tense body and knew he was still asleep, so he whispered in his ear, "Brother, let me squeeze, I'm cold."

"...... said earlier, let you sleep on the bed." Qingcheng Xie wanted to get up.

"Don't you go down there, I'm freezing my ass off."

"......"

"Really, Qingcheng Xie ...... I'll just hug you, I won't do anything."

Qingcheng Xie saw that he really did not have the next move, although I think the young man's body like a furnace, pressed against their backs are very hot, the so-called "frozen to death" is very much like a lie, but ultimately do not want to say anything more.

Let him be.

Qingcheng Xie closed her eyes again, trying to relax in the warmth that came from the young man sleeping next to her.

Yu He after all is only twenty years old, blood energy, his back against his chest, can feel the boy's heartbeat and heat. Gradually, he no longer shivered with cold, and slowly got some sleepiness.

It's a pity that the body is relieved, but the heart is not. As soon as Qingcheng Xie fell into his dream, there was Beihai Yi in front of him holding a kitchen knife and laughing madly with his head up.

And Ciyan Qin's body was like a broken puppet, falling from the window ...... falling ......

Suddenly, they turned into countless floating sea and moon jellyfish, jellyfish floating in the sunset, floating past the cafes and fruit and vegetable stores on the streets of Brooklyn.

The man like his father walked out of the store holding a paper bag of food, smiled: "Xiao Xie ah ......"

Smile in the magnificent sunset gradually blurred, the sunset turned into blood, blood from under the broken corpses continue to pour out, and washed by the rain to fade.

Muying Zhou and Ping Xie lying at the scene of the crash, the police cordon pulled up in the pouring rain, the self-starting truck involved in the accident was burning violently, the flames raging...

The fire is like a ghostly tongue licking the sky. Inside Chengkang Mental Hospital, Lanpei Jiang hums softly, "Throw it, throw it, throw the handkerchief, gently put it behind the child, don't tell him ......"

He rushed in, he came too late, the ground is Xue Xie broken body ......

"Ahem! Cough cough cough!!!"

" Qingcheng Xie! Qingcheng Xie! Wake up! Wake up!!!"

The peach blossom eyes suddenly opened, pupils still tightly contracted, Qingcheng Xie a cold sweat, gasping, lax gaze reflected in Yu He's face.

Yu He leaned over him, propped one hand next to his pillow, patted his face with the other, and said anxiously, "Wake up, you're having a nightmare."

The nightmare seemed to continue, and although Qingcheng Xie opened his eyes, his thoughts were still in turmoil.

He looked at Yu He's face close at hand, the feminine and handsome face overlapping with the Yu He of the night.

At this moment he seemed to be lying on the black leather sofa again, and the next moment Yu He would pour the crimson wine on his chest.

Qingcheng Xie immediately got up, tough, decisive, and pushed Yu He away at once.

"Don't touch me, ahem ...... you ...... stay away from me."

The body is fragile due to illness and dreams, but, the eyes are stern.

Instinctively resist.

"......"

Yu He is not really a good-tempered person, his good intentions are rejected by Qingcheng Xie, it is false to say that it is not hard.

But then he saw Qingcheng Xie's pale hands trembling slightly, his face buried in his palm, even his fingertips were frightened.

Yu He was abruptly silent.

He knew that in that nightmare, he must have been part of it.

The boy's face slowly turned somber as he realized that every touch now reminded Qingcheng Xie's subconscious of the things they had once done.

For Qingcheng Xie, those events are undoubtedly memories that she does not want to look back on.

He is even more kind-hearted, more eager, and how to hug Qingcheng Xie, to comfort him, Qingcheng Xie is not likely to need.

His presence only seemed to aggravate his condition.

Yu He's gaze was hot and fierce and helpless, so he looked at him silently for half a day, but finally pressed down the desire to get closer to this man, sullen face, slowly got out of bed, pushed the door and walked out.

Qingcheng Xie sits alone on the bed, which is a warmth created by two people.

The warmth gradually cooled, and he leaned his head toward the bed frame, tilting up the fragile lines of his neck, and then the man slowly closed his eyes.

He didn't want to care what Yu He was doing out there, it didn't matter if the rabbit was hurt or annoyed with him.

He once wanted to give the last bit of hot blood to Yu He, but on that night in the clubhouse, it was Yu He who poured out this hot blood with his own hands.

Even though they later experienced life and death together, Qingcheng Xie could no longer accept Yu He as a person deep down in his heart as he did at the beginning.

He never could accept ......

Qingcheng Xie is so alone and calm, but did not expect but a short time, the door suddenly "creak" again pushed open.

What he didn't expect was for Yu He to bring in a glass of water, which was freshly boiled and still smoldering with white smoke.

The boy handed the water to the man: "Drink it."

"......"

Yu He dropped his eyes not to look at him, said: "I used to be alone at home, had a bad dream, a cup of hot water. It will be much more comfortable."

Indeed it is.

On a cold night, in the aftermath of a nightmare, it's hard to resist the lure of such a cup of hot water.

Qingcheng Xie closed his eyes, but finally said thank you, took the cup, and took two white pills from the pill box at the bedside, swallowed them with hot water.

"This is the medicine for your mental Ebola?"

"Well." Qingcheng Xie took the medicine and drank a few sips of water, slowly eased up, and there was finally some blood on his lips. When he saw Yu He wanted to pick up the medicine box and examine it, he raised his hand to stop him, "It's not the kind you take. You can't use it."

Yu He : "Are you sure this medicine really works? I think you're still in bad health."

Qingcheng Xie looked up at him, "Are you a doctor or am I a doctor?"

"...... line, you're a doctor, all right." Yu He loosened the pill box and turned around to walk out again.

Qingcheng Xie : "Where to go."

"I see you are so annoying, one moment you wake up, the next you are shivering with cold, I am not serving anymore, I am going outside to see the stars." Yu He threw a lame excuse at him and left.

Yu He apparently does not go to see the stars, he is heartbroken, but also hot.

The way Qingcheng Xie woke up, he wanted to embrace the man to comfort him, Qingcheng Xie sleep unconsciously frowning sword brow slightly trembling look, and let him inevitably evoke the natural in bed have a little perverted desire to violence, let him want to do with him fiercely.

And when Yu He suppresses his emotions and shifts strong desires and feelings each time, he suffers some damage to his own spirit.

Internal conflict is a very grinding thing, not to mention that he has to make a very calm appearance in front of Qingcheng Xie.

Yu He walks to the unoccupied field and takes a cold blade he carries with him and puts it on his wrist - the scars from his long history of self-torture.

His disease, either wounded or self-inflicted, will never be quelled without blood and pain as a sacrifice.

He does not want to hurt Qingcheng Xie now, because Qingcheng Xie, who is also an allosaurus, has suffered enough injuries, then he can hurt, and eventually only left himself.

Blood flowed out, but his pain was growing numb.

Yu He finally threw down the knife, his slightly spasming hand buried in his dark hair, he held his head in place, crying out silently with his mind, he was in so much pain, but could not free himself.

He sometimes even wondered if he hadn't done that to Qingcheng Xie in the clubhouse, would everything be different now? Would there have been a better turn of events?

"Sasha ......"

The sound of the night wind echoed on the loess slope, blowing on the withered date palm leaves, and Yu He tried his best to calm his heart.

Suddenly, he heard a rustling of footsteps coming from a distance.

Yu He lifted his scarlet eyes and subconsciously looked in the direction where the voice came from.

It was a man dressed in red, wrapped in a windproof scarf, and his face could not be seen.

But look at the other side of the body, should be a thin woman, and not the housewife of this family of farmers.

The woman sneaked closer to the house where they landed, stumbling at the window and hovering on tiptoe several times to look inside.

Yu He was a bit stunned--

Because the window she was looking at was the window of the guest room where he and Qingcheng Xie lived!

Yu He settled down and got up immediately.

In this bizarre Qingli County, it seems that anything can happen, Beihai Yi, Yuzhu Lu, Zhiqiang Zhuang's missing daughter Xue Zhao ...... they all come from here, Qingli County is like a see Qingli County is like an invisible black web of murders, disappearances, and evil forces.

He and Qingcheng Xie, two outsiders, were investigating some hints of the past and could not have been unaware of them.

To be honest, even if someone is ordered to kill them, he would not be surprised, so since they arrived in Qingli County's territory, Yu He's guard is very high, even if they are asleep are still very vigilant.

Yes, he is not afraid to kill or see blood, as long as the other party shows the slightest hint of wanting to do something, it is exactly to his gun.

--He had a lot of sick tide in his heart to vent.

Those criminals if they want to take them, with the justification of self-defense, he can even open them up and gut them.

Yu He stared intently at the figure of the woman in red who had not yet discovered him, gazing and holding his breath, slowly approaching it ......

His scarlet sickly eyes reflected the woman's sneaky figure, the mantis catching the cicada and the yellow bird in the back, Yu He observed her every move. Suddenly--!

The woman put her hand behind her back and seemed intent on pulling something out.

In a flash, the Kang Cheng murder case, the Canton Tower murder case, and later the "The Trial" production team murder case, a series of murderous scenarios all flashed through Yu He's mind!

Is it a gun?

He was in the dark and she was in the light, and he moved faster than she did. The woman's hand had only just touched the hard object behind her waist when a sharp knife was placed against the back of her undershirt.

Yu He's icy voice sounded behind her, "Don't move."

The woman's slender body shuddered violently.

Little by little, the tip of Yu He's knife slid down her spine to the hand she had hidden under her windbreaker.

"Put the stuff down."

Woman: "......"

Yu He repeated in a cold voice, and the danger was even greater: "Put it down."

The woman spoke up, "...... Looks like I don't have a choice, does it?"

"You don't have a choice."

A moment of silence.

This woman looks like she has judged that in this situation, she really has no other way to go but to listen.

So there was a muffled sound and the same heavy object fell to the ground.

It was just too dark, Yu He could not see what it was. But he was not in a hurry to see it now.

"Very good. Now, hands in the air and turn around." He ordered.

"......"

"Turn around."

The woman had no choice but to comply with Yu He's request and slowly turned back. In the night, Yu He saw a pair of very familiar eyes - he must have gazed at them for a long time somewhere.

"Take off your veil."

"......"

"Come on."

A few late night barking dogs came from the distance and became a treacherous backdrop for these two men as they confronted each other in the mountain village.

The woman stared intently at Yu He with those eyes, then slowly raised her hand to her windproof veil, and then-

She suddenly backhanded a tackle with incredible strength, pushing Yu He's pressure away with a strength that was completely unbecoming of a woman of her size, followed by a whip leg sweep that forced Yu He to pull away from her momentarily. The woman took advantage of this opportunity to run forward, and Yu He cursed and tugged on the corner of her cloak robe.

The woman hissed, "Let go!"

Yu He did not let go, the corners of her robe were torn under the violent pull of the two, and the excessive force exposed her face.

Spare Yu He heart has a million guesses, and again is calm, not afraid of all kinds of murderers, but when the hazy light spilled on the woman's face, he was still stunned for a moment -