Chapter 125: It hurts to love you

Yu He is really a bit drunk.

When he saw Qingcheng Xie, when he touched the real Qingcheng Xie, when he realized that Qingcheng Xie was really coming to him, he couldn't say anything else.

His green face and fangs seem to have dissipated. He was nothing more than a tiny young dragon that had wandered away from the cavern.

Qingcheng Xie half-support half-rack him, smoothly took him out of the empty night club, to the downstairs checkout paddle when, the receptionist lady is actually the same one before.

"Hello ......"

The waitress choked in the middle of her sentence.

She looked at the scene in shock - what? Shao He hadn't broken up with this 1.68 million dollar dog who had fucked Shao He for one night and committed domestic violence?

This is outrageous! Can you do whatever you want just because you're handsome?

Qingcheng Xie didn't know what she was thinking with her eyes wide open, and he didn't have time to care about her. He thinks Yu He is in too bad a state, the boy leaning on him, he can feel the man's body hot as a furnace.

And the gauze on Yu He's wrist, others don't know what's going on, but he can't?

He had to send Yu He home immediately.

Qingcheng Xie : "Checkout."

The waitress came back to her senses and tried to restrain herself from the urge to roll her eyes: "Hello sir, the total amount spent on the box tonight is 490,000."

"......"

Corrupt capitalism can't consume amounts under 100,000 can it?

Fortunately, Yu He is not completely drunk, he is only a little confused, but the sense of payment is still there, sniffing the words suddenly moved, and began to feel for his card in his coat.

"I'll pay for it." Yu He pulled out his card, then leaned breathlessly on Qingcheng Xie again, "I can pay, I have a lot of money now. You know ...... I don't have to ask them for pocket money now, I have whatever you want ...... I make a lot of money ......"

"I can give you more than my father, Qingcheng Xie ...... you can't look down on me anymore."

Qingcheng Xie : "......"

The waiter was even more shocked: what kind of little mother literature is this? What did she hear? Did the old General He also adopted this man? So what is this now? The son inherited his father's business?

With a zipping sound, the machine punched out the small ticket.

The waitress is professionally trained and no matter how shocked she is, she won't say anything unless - forget it, she can't help it.

She held back her inner shock and handed the bill to Yu He: "Shao He, please sign it."

Yu He took the pen, made a few random ghostly strokes and returned it to the other party.

The lady took a look.

"...... He, Shao He , you can't use this signature, I'll retype a copy and you can re-sign it."

Qingcheng Xie : "How come it doesn't work anymore?"

The waitress handed the bill to this handsome young mother who was eating white rice with a strong sense of contempt.

Qingcheng Xie swept a glance, speechless and some indescribable feelings.

Because Yu He was so confused, he signed the following:

" Qingcheng Xie, gift."

Qingcheng Xie drove Yu He back to the He family's villa.

It is very difficult to suppress your bloodthirsty nature when this psychosis strikes.

Qingcheng Xie has been there himself, and he knows exactly how painful internal conflict can be.

So on the way he had to be distracted to observe Yu He's condition. Yu He at first only leaned on the passenger side with a white face and closed eyes without saying a word, his lips biting out a little rose blood.

When they drove to the suburbs, Yu He finally couldn't hold back, he opened his eyes suddenly and unbuckled his seat belt. Qingcheng Xie immediately pulled over and stopped his movement.

"What's wrong?"

Yu He said in a mute voice, "It's hard."

"I'm having a hard time ......"

It was a little hard for him to say those few words.

"Yu He, you hold on." Because of the overdose of drugs, Yu He's drug resistance has become more and more serious, Qingcheng Xie knew he must have swallowed the drugs before going to the empty night club, but now the effect of the drugs has passed, Yu He's attack period has not yet passed, in this case the patient generally has only three options:

First, self-harm.

Second, hurting others.

Third, self-destructive use of larger doses of drugs to last through subsequent episodes, only to have the patient's tolerance to the drug increase again the next time.

Qingcheng Xie warned Yu He a long time ago not to take too many pills and not to rely on them, but Yu He was not able to implement Qingcheng Xie's words for various reasons.

At this moment, Yu He's forehead has oozed layers of fine sweat, all over the body is hot like a furnace, and even the vision is scorched and burnt.

He held back for a while, couldn't hold back, and started groping around in the car, trying to feel for any sharp objects so he could scratch and stab the staggered wounds on his body. As long as the blood flows out, he should feel better ......

"Where's the knife ......"

He asked Qingcheng Xie hoarsely, and as if asking himself, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Where's the knife?"

Qingcheng Xie held him down: "There's no knife. You buckle your seat belt, we'll be home soon."

"No ...... I'm not going home. I want a knife." Yu He muttered, "I want a knife ...... give me a knife ...... I can't take it anymore ......"

The more Qingcheng Xie saw him like this, the more uneasy he felt.

Because Qingcheng Xie is the one who treated the case of Psychiatric Bola Ai #3, he has seen the gradual worsening of #3's symptoms. Theoretically, without medication, each episode of psychiatric Bola Ai will be harder to control than the previous one, so the best thing to do is to stay extremely calm and reduce the number of episodes.

Qingcheng Xie used to say some very damaging things to Yu He when he was with him, firstly because his personality was cold and hard, and secondly because he actually intended to raise Yu He's mood swing threshold.

Over the years Yu He's tolerance for cynicism has increased, but those aspects of Qingcheng Xie's inability to broaden the threshold for him, they still torment the teenager's feelings.

" Yu He , hold on, can you hear me?"

"......" Yu He stared at him for a few seconds and jerked his head away.

"I want the knife."

But where is the knife in the car?

He tried to get out of the car, but Qingcheng Xie locked the door.

Yu He's eyes were getting red, as if they were dripping blood.

"Why is there no knife ...... Qingcheng Xie ...... Why is there no knife? I can't stand it!" He began to tear himself hard at the bandages previously wrapped around his wrists, his movements gradually tending from vigorous to frantic.

The bandage scattered, Qingcheng Xie heart a cold, suddenly horrified -

Yu He's arms are crisscrossed with new wounds overlapping old scars, there are so many sores!!!

Some of those wounds have not yet fully healed, and now Yu He a move, has been torn twice, the blood in uncontrollable gushing out ...... him before in the end a few episodes?

"What are you-"

Qingcheng Xie took hold of his wrist and stared at his pale face: " Yu He ...... How long have you been like this?"

He rubbed the wound on Yu He's wrist.

One way or another.

A horizontal cross.

Interlocking and touching.

This boy self harmed too much ...... and he was around him, surprisingly never knew. Qingcheng Xie's voice had some trembling in it: "Why never say?"

"......"

"Haven't you told anyone about your current situation?"

Yu He thought vaguely and sadly, what did he say?

His current illness is caused by begging, he finds himself liking Qingcheng Xie, but he also knows he can't get close to Qingcheng Xie. Qingcheng Xie does not like him, Qingcheng Xie's heart is even disgusted with him, so he does not want to do that kind of thing without self-respect, he does not want others to know his feelings and then shame him for being crazy.

He would rather really go crazy like this.

Qingcheng Xie Every time the cold rejection, relentless cold eyes, will stimulate his emotions, his past medicine became his current poison, he repeatedly sick, repeatedly take medicine, but when he can not control, had to use blood to sacrifice, town his heart's hollow.

Who could he talk to?

Even now, he is facing Qingcheng Xie himself, he can not speak, can only mobilize gradually weak self-consciousness, hard to Qingcheng Xie mute voice: "...... is not your business."

"......"

"It's none of your business, Qingcheng Xie."

He repressed himself painfully while replying in this raw manner.

He really couldn't stand it ...... he wanted to sniff blood.

Want to vent.

He hated to take apart Qingcheng Xie's skin and flesh, and incorporate Qingcheng Xie's flesh and blood into his own body bit by bit. He had such a strong desire in his heart, as if this would not body would not hurt, and his heart would not be empty anymore.

Ask for blood.

To love ......

To ...... Qingcheng Xie .

His hands were shaking uncontrollably because he was trying to restrain this desire, and he was clutching the edge of the window, his knuckles shrugging, like the battlements of the final defense ......

"BANG!!!"

In the end, he could not restrain the crazy surge of hostility in his body, backhandedly hit the window, Qingcheng Xie's car is not a good car, the window glass does not withstand impact, under such a heavy blow, immediately cracked spider web-like crisscrossed marks.

Yu He was covered in sweat, and he looked at Qingcheng Xie almost hatefully, with little awareness left in his eyes.

He hissed and asked him with great hatred and sorrow, "Why do you torture me so much? Why didn't you give me the knife or the medicine!

"I really want to kill you ...... I really want to kill you and then myself ...... I'm uncomfortable ah Qingcheng Xie ...... I'm so uncomfortable that I'm dying! I can't stand it anymore ......"

He took his hand and pulled at the wounds on his arm, those wounds had not healed, such a mess, but even more skin and flesh turned out, and is particularly gruesome.

"I can't take it anymore!!!" He growled in anger while tears dripped down his face.

If it was in a mental hospital, Yu He would have had to use the restraint belt, his self-inflicted illness was too severe to control himself.

But there was nothing here, Qingcheng Xie had to hold him down and try to keep Yu He from doing anything more drastic.

" Yu He , you have to hold on ...... is almost over...you've been on medication for a long time before, hold on a little longer and this attack will pass ...... "

"You're lying to me ......" Yu He gritted his teeth, his consciousness growing confused, "You're lying to me ......! I can't get better ...... I can't take it anymore! Not one word of yours is true ...... Everyone is lying to me! All are lying to me!!!"

His condition was so bad that Qingcheng Xie could only reassure him over and over again. Waiting for his symptoms to subside is Qingcheng Xie's only hope now. Until then, he must keep Yu He under firm control before he hurts anyone or continues to hurt himself.

The car can not be driven, but fortunately it is a remote suburb, passing vehicles are not many, and will not affect anyone.

Qingcheng Xie just kept pressing him hard, soothing him with the professionalism of a doctor, the process was too long, Yu He's strength is very strong, and not the previous child can be allowed by Qingcheng Xie to rub round and pinch flat, and Qingcheng Xie's shoulder is also injured, gradually began to force ......

Suddenly-!

Yu He storms up and violently breaks Qingcheng Xie's grip and instead pushes Qingcheng Xie into the driver's seat!

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the man.

Yu He's emotions finally got completely out of hand.

His eyes were completely devoid of Qingcheng Xie's reflection, the whole pair of eyes were like being covered by a blood mist, everything was chaotic.

The teenager even reached out and brutally strangled Qingcheng Xie's neck.

"Liars ...... are liars ...... you all hate me ...... you are all afraid of me... ...I'll kill you all ...... I'll kill you!!!"

" Yu He ......!"

If it was Qingcheng Xie in the past, it would never have been possible for Yu He to get close enough to pin him down to this point to ensure that his life would not be in danger, but he didn't expect his arms to be completely helpless at this point. He struggled under Yu He's hand, very fierce, but could not completely break away from Yu He's grip.

Gradually, his face reddened and his breath came through.

He was forced to burst out with a fierce force at this moment of life and death, relying on his remaining good arm and strong fighting skills, he fiercely pinned Yu He backhanded and took the opportunity to free himself from his opponent's palm, then reflexively slapped Yu He across the face.

"Pop" a crisp ring.

The slap was completely on self-preservation instinct, and the slap was so hard and accurate that Yu He was struck with a buzzing in his ears and dizziness in his eyes, holding himself up and frowning without speaking.

Qingcheng Xie finally took in oxygen, his chest heaving violently, breathing heavily, his neck already had temporary fading finger marks, the marks of Yu He nearly pinched him to death when he fell ill.

After a moment of reprieve, he saw Yu He still frozen there dangerously silent, and Qingcheng Xie's first reaction was to pin him down again.

No matter how pathetic Yu He's situation is now, it's irresponsible for anyone to let him be free in this situation.

So Qingcheng Xie gasped, lifted his only remaining healthy arm, and once again pressed heavily on Yu He, trying to control him.

And at that moment, Yu He suddenly raised his eyes and looked straight up at him.

Qingcheng Xie suddenly paused.

I don't know if it's because of the slap he received, Yu He's eyes have less blood mist, he seems to be more awake, at least can recognize who is in front of him. He looked a little weak again, as he did at the Empty Night Club, but at least he was not as aggressive, just like a normal person in a depressed state.

" Yu He , you ......"

"...... Qingcheng Xie ." Yu He finally slowly came back to his senses, shivering, whimpering like a dying young dragon, " Qingcheng Xie ......"

He lifted his hand.

Qingcheng Xie instinctively tried to restrain him.

But this time, Yu He's hands did not do anything to hurt him.

Yu He just wrapped his trembling hands, signaling his emotional breakdown, around Qingcheng Xie's waist - and held him tightly, tightly.

Extremely sleepy.

Extremely sad.

It could almost be described as helpless.

He hugged him.

"I'm awake ......"

"I'm awake ...... I, I just ......" he shivered, "...... Did I just go completely crazy ......?"

The two of them were fighting, but there was not much room to stretch out inside the car, although Qingcheng Xie was leaning over Yu He, but not as high as when he was standing. Yu He is now holding him, and his head is resting on Qingcheng Xie's chest at the position of his heart.

Yu He listened to the heartbeat, regained some clarity of mind, began to feel the extreme fear.

Did he come close to killing him?

Was he so close to not hearing a heart beating inside this man's chest?

He held him, desperately, for a long time.

A long time ......

Then Qingcheng Xie heard him mumble and wail, "Brother, you give me a knife, I don't want to hurt you, but I really can't stand it ......"

"I can't take it anymore ...... will you let me do it myself?"

"Will you let me do it myself ......"

Qingcheng Xie was very, very unpleasant at that moment.

He didn't know how Yu He had become like this.

The year he left the He family, he was sure that Yu He should be able to control his emotions. And during the four years he was away, Yu He also did not have any accidents.

Just from his return, everything suddenly became more and more chaotic, falling down towards the abyss of loss of control.

Did he do something wrong when he came back?

Or was his decision to leave just wrong in the first place.

Qingcheng Xie doesn't know, he can't even know what kind of inner change this teenager has recently had, why his mood has become more and more volatile, Yu He used to be at least honest with him, but now he seems to have built up a higher psychological barrier to him than anyone else.

Yu He What the hell is wrong with it ......

" Qingcheng Xie ......"

Qingcheng Xie came back to his senses as the teenager called him in another wailing voice, knowing that this episode of Yu He was slowly passing away. He coughed softly, and then in this moment, Qingcheng Xie chose to act as a companion doctor, as he had done before, to soothe the boy who seemed to have even his soul in pieces.

"It's okay."

He patted him on the back, "It's okay. Don't worry, I'm fine."

"You'll be fine soon, too."

"Don't use the knife to solve the problem, Yu He ."

"The most painful has passed, you can support the end."

"It's okay. ......"

He kept patting Yu He's back to comfort the boy who was extremely helpless at the moment.

This is his role as a doctor, as the first emperor ......

Even now, he feels that this is what he, as Qingcheng Xie, should do.

" Yu He , don't give up."

There is still hope.

As long as they are still alive, as long as they never give in, you and I, we ...... will all still have hope.