Chapter 150: True Blessing

The accident occurred on the side of the account with the political commissar Wang.

Although the treatment of the new RN-13 went well.

Man Chen and Xue Xie have been transferred to the general ward and will be discharged soon after taking the antidote developed by the laboratory.

However, Commissar Wang was still very concerned about the fact that Man Chen had been injected with the drug, and had considerable doubts about whether Man Chen had been cured. Although he tried to use his ability to reduce the number of people who knew about the drug experiment, he hoped that Qingcheng Xie and the others would cooperate more and send the drug to Yanzhou for the Yanzhou scientists to analyze it, so that he could be completely at ease.

No one dared to refuse Commissar Wang, even the dean had a hard time communicating with him, and finally they had to make an emergency phone call and call Qingcheng Xie to Meiyu to explain to old man Wang.

Qingcheng Xie went.

"Political commissar Wang."

"Have a seat." In the dean's office, Commissar Wang sat Qingcheng Xie down, "Tell me about this drug, why can't I bring it to Yanzhou , or even let Yanzhou's scientific staff know about it?"

Qingcheng Xie says, "From your perspective, it's for Man Chen's safety."

"My grandson he was injected with an unknown drug, and it was to make sure he was safe that I had to have Yanzhou personnel come in as well to see if it really wasn't going to affect him anymore."

Qingcheng Xie said, "Commissar Wang, I have told you the general situation, and you know that this drug has high scientific value, and high scientific value means that there are many people like Zhilong Huang who will go to great lengths to get the experimental data for it. If you tell the Yanzhou researchers about this, how sure are you that there won't be another Zhilong Huang among them?"

Wang's face is not good, in his opinion, Qingcheng Xie is just an ordinary teacher: "Then why should I trust you?"

Qingcheng Xie : "Because my sister was injected with the same drugs. And she's the only family I have."

"......"

"You should understand what I mean, you are a political commissar, but you are also Man Chen's grandfather. I'm just a teacher, but I'm also the brother of a girl, her only family in the world - and I know I won't lose half a point to you in the love of my family." Qingcheng Xie looked at him steadily, "That is why you should trust me, and only me."

"I will get them out of the hospital without any problems, and indeed, that is already the case."

While the two were confronting each other, the latest test report on Man Chen by Meiyu came out and was delivered to Wang's desk by the head nurse.

Political Commissar Wang: "How's that?"

The head nurse respectfully with some trembling, probably except for people like Qingcheng Xie, no one will not tremble when they see a big brother at the level of Commissar Wang: "You, you please rest assured that it is much lower than before the attack, and now it is basically close to normal."

Political commissar Wang took the test sheet back and forth for a long time.

Finally he put the list on the table and said to Qingcheng Xie, "I'll have my driver pick you up tonight, and I want to ask you specifically about Yan Xiao and what exactly you encountered at Zhilon Entertainment. I mean, Professor Xie, I want to hear the truth. Do you understand?"

"...... understands."

Qingcheng Xie to go to dinner with Wang political commissar, the entire MeiYu people are sweating for him.

The director felt it was too torturous and tried to tell Man Chen, who was still resting in the ward, but was stopped by Qingcheng Xie - Man Chen needed to recuperate and he knew the more Man Chen was involved, the harder it would be for him to deal with it.

He is categorically not and Wang political commissar completely truthful, the stakes in this matter are too high.

But what kind of person is Commissar Wang?

What kind of people has the old man never met? What have I never heard?

Qingcheng Xie knew he had to answer every question carefully and thoughtfully, both to discourage Commissar Wang from pursuing the case further and not to tell him the core of the entire RN-13 case.

This meal was exceptionally hard to eat.

Wang political commissar's side of the secretary has been pouring wine for Qingcheng Xie, as if Qingcheng Xie drink more, you can tell the truth - but when the political commissar found that Qingcheng Xie drink is easy on the head, he told the secretary to stop pouring.

He came to ask about the young man, not to bully a professor who had no one to depend on.

In addition, Qingcheng Xie whole meal answer like a stream, not overbearing, not humble, to the end, the old fox actually slightly moved, thinking that the young man's words do not seem to have any loopholes, but rather the stakes are spread out to say a clear and honest.

At the end of the banquet, Political Commissar Wang's face finally eased down.

He raised his glass once to Qingcheng Xie and said, "...... Actually, I have heard Yan Xiao mention you many times. I hope you understand that I am acting as a grandfather today, in ensuring the safety of my grandson, and not trying to deliberately make things difficult for you guys or anything."

Qingcheng Xie picked up the cup, he had actually drank a little too much, his body was slightly burning.

But he still politely toasted this last drink.

The old man is not trying to make things difficult for them.

But some people's identity here, and then simple things will become very complicated, just like this glass of wine, obviously ultimately just thanks apologies and good intentions, fell to the stomach, but also really burn unbearable.

And Qingcheng Xie also had to drink.

With great difficulty, the banquet came to an end.

The next day, the political commissar Wang had to return to Yanzhou, he said goodbye to Qingcheng Xie, first took the car and left. Qingcheng Xie now finally relaxed a whole afternoon and evening tense body, no one knows, the back of his shirt has been completely soaked.

He took a moment to slow down in front of the large lawn in front of the hotel and slowly recovered his energy. Many people in academia or art do not like socializing because it disturbs the peace of brain cells too much, and Qingcheng Xie is one of these people.

He watched Wang's car go away, and after the tail lights disappeared completely, he walked to the hotel's koi pond, lit a cigarette, looked at the vast night, and exhaled a heavy haze.

The day was too busy, he was not allowed to take a moment to breathe, until now to smoke the first cigarette.

As I was lost in thought, the chiming bell of the ancient building next door to the hospital sounded.

Qingcheng Xie heart is filled with many things, and drink too much, thoughts are also a little slow, at first just carelessly listening, but in the bell hit the eighth time, he was stunned, suddenly realized what.

He immediately raised his wrist and looked down, and his face changed slightly as he looked at the hands on the surface.

It's nine o'clock ......

Qingcheng Xie put his phone on silent during the communication with Commissar Wang, and now that he could finally look at it, he found out that the appointed time with Yu He had long passed.

Yu He has had many phone calls and more than a dozen WeChat messages, the last of which was about half an hour ago.

Qingcheng Xie cursed, I actually forgot about it!

He immediately called a car and then quickly dialed Yu He's number back.

"Hello, the number you have dialed is switched off, please dial again later ......"

The car is here and the phone is still out of order.

Qingcheng Xie sidled into the back seat and slammed the door shut.

The master asked, "Where is the gentleman going?"

" Huzhou Grand Theater." Qingcheng Xie held his slightly drunken, somewhat sore head, "As soon as possible, please."

Huzhou is very large, from the beauty to the theater is about an hour's journey, the driver all the way to the wind and speed, arrived at almost 10 o'clock.

Outside the theater is cold and clear, the play performance of Langchen has ended, the ambient lights outside the theater have been extinguished, only the pale cold lighting is still on.

It was raining, Qingcheng Xie asked the hotel receptionist for an umbrella before he got on the bus, and the raindrops pounded on the umbrella surface.

No response.

Qingcheng Xie then sent him a voice.

" Yu He , where are you?"

"Give me a message back when you hear it."

After circling around for a while, Qingcheng Xie found the lone figure outside the large fountain at the north entrance of the theater.

Yu He hugged his knees and sat on the edge of the steps.

The rain kept falling and he was soaked like a large homeless dog.

Qingcheng Xie was relieved and felt very uncomfortable at the same time. He quickly came to Yu He with his umbrella, which hit from behind the teenager.

" Yu He ."

The teenager was stunned for a moment.

Then slowly lift your head up.

Qingcheng Xie was startled - Yu He's almond eyes were bloodshot, his lips were also bloody, and although he was clutching his wrist, Qingcheng Xie didn't need to look closely to know that even his wrist was newly scarred.

When he saw the man, there was a flash of light in Yu He's eyes, and then it turned into silence.

He buried his face again and folded his arms under his palms.

"What else are you doing here."

Face tilted to the side, water droplets dripping down his forehead hair.

"The concert is over, it's all empty."

"......"

Yu He was calm, calm and almost broken: "You go."

Qingcheng Xie wanted to speak several times, but did not know what to say. It wasn't that he didn't want to comfort Yu He, the point was that he had only ever comforted his patients, hardly ever his crushes. He thought for a while before saying, "Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Yu He did not say anything.

Qingcheng Xie raised his hand to touch his forehead, and just felt the heat, his hand was opened by Yu He.

"Don't touch me, why do you care about me, you go to Man Chen."

"I'm looking for Man Chen because..."

Qingcheng Xie suddenly stopped in the middle of his sentence.

He frowned slightly, "How do you know I've been to Mayo?"

"......"

At a closer look, by the steps of the fountain pool was a phone that had been broken.

......

No wonder Yu He couldn't receive his call.

Qingcheng Xie calmed down for a moment and looked up at him, "Did you locate my address?"

Yu He didn't respond at first, favoring a slightly pale face with no intention of admitting it, but after a while, he suddenly seemed like he couldn't hold on, the shell that was barely sticking to his body began to fall apart, he held back, first with a soft trembling of his lips, and then, even with biting his lip, he couldn't get his emotions under control.

The young man's eyes from fierce to red, from red to moist, and then finally, tears in the eyelashes, and finally aggrieved to abruptly slide down a tear, all in the blink of an eye.

Qingcheng Xie didn't even have time to react before she was confused by Yu He's sudden tears.

"You ......"

"Now you don't have to worry about me, there's another RN-13 victim who is more like you than I am, more obedient than I am, better at shushing people than I am, and I'm not the only one who understands you anymore."

Qingcheng Xie didn't know what he was talking about for a while, so he just looked at him with his umbrella.

Yu He is very sad, sad with some fierce.

"But Qingcheng Xie , if you have something, you have to be with him, you have to take care of him in the hospital, you give me a call in advance, can't you? You know I've just been waiting ...... I've been waiting ......"

Qingcheng Xie did not know that he was injured in such a way because of this.

Qingcheng Xie is a very independent and career-oriented person who doesn't have much of a personal life, and the people he had contact with in the past understood his thinking very well.

Even Ruoqiu Li, she also understood long before the wedding Qingcheng Xie if working overtime up, the phone will not look, phone calls will not return.

It was the first time he had delayed calls and appointments because of dealing with patients and was made to count on the other side.

He felt a little helpless.

But vaguely, there is also a feeling that I have never experienced before.

Only a child would be so "careful" to care that he had promised him an invitation, not willing to give any reason to give in. This is undoubtedly capricious, but this capricious, but also seems to belong only to the young people of that a risky and cute.

Qingcheng Xie sighed, his stern brow loosened.

He raised his hand to touch Yu He's drenched hair, intending to talk to Yu He properly about the situation and, by the way, to tell him that Man Chen's illness had been cured, and that even if he took RN-13, he would not all become mental Bola Ai. However -

"...... snap!"

Yu He heaved his hand open again.

"Don't touch me. When he was sick, he was able to call you over and keep you with him for so long ...... What did you say to him Qingcheng Xie ? What do you and he have to break up for so long to break up? You are not his personal doctor, even if you know RN-13 deeper than others, go over to solve some problems, an hour or two is enough, right?" Yu He was really difficult.

Love is something that can mess up young people.

He pretended to be so calm and collected in front of Man Chen, but how worried he was in his heart, only he knew.

Man Chen was attacked by RN-13, and Man Chen's brother was sacrificed to investigate the death of Qingcheng Xie's parents ...... than he was, the policeman had more leverage to hold Qingcheng Xie's feet.

And he has nothing ......

Nothing.

"Do you know how happy I was when you were able to say yes to me and see the recital with me? I waited happily all day, I came here happily, I clutched my ticket, I've been waiting here for you all the time. Then it got dark ......" Yu He couldn't help but choke up when he said, "It got dark ......"

"The people, in twos and threes, went inside. The security guard came over and asked me if I couldn't find a place to check the tickets, and I said no, I was just waiting for someone. Then it rained and he told me to go inside, the show had already started, and I said you'd be here soon. I called you, but I couldn't get through."

Qingcheng Xie watched his emotions crumble little by little like sand that had lost its water.

He tried to stop it, but Yu He wouldn't listen.

Yu He just wanted to finish what he was saying in his heart.

Yu He said, " Qingcheng Xie , you know ...... me at that moment, especially afraid that this is my hallucination."

"......"

"Have you ever noticed what day it is?"

Qingcheng Xie has never really noticed.

Many adults live to the end of the day and are not too concerned about dates, unless something has to be set on a certain day to do, otherwise the days are the same every day.

Qingcheng Xie is living so mechanically.

He knew it was then that he vaguely perceived what was going on, and looked down to his phone, and the screen was clearly May 26th ......

He looked up suddenly, " Yu He , I ......"

"Once the zero hour passes, it will be my twentieth birthday."

Yu He drops his long, deep eyelashes.

" Qingcheng Xie, the Xue Xie I once waited for was fake, the chocolate birthday cake was fake, it was also raining heavily that day, I waited in the villa until twelve o'clock, I only waited for the little ridiculous illusion I gave myself."

"It's dark."

"I don't know ...... I don't know if you're a fake too."

He buried his face in his palm, veins rippling beneath his skin, his voice desperate and tainted with some madness, his whole being like a rose dipped in blood, dangerous, horrible, yet fragile and pathetic.

Yu He choked out, "I don't know if you're a fake too! You never showed up! I can't reach you ...... I can't wait for you ...... No one comes to me ...... No one comes to stay with me! I have nothing ...... twenty years ...... you have Man Chen, I am not the only one ...... I still have nothing!!! Nothing!!!"

He was nearly hoarse by the end.

Qingcheng Xie saw that he was still wearing the monitoring ring on his wrist that he had given him, which could have a soothing effect on the wearer's emotions and could also warn of the wearer's violent emotional ups and downs.

And at this moment, the sensor light on the side of this bracelet has shown an extremely dangerous red color.

Qingcheng Xie knew that Yu He's feelings were getting out of hand.

The boy in front of him was like a trapped beast in a cage, whimpering, his cry for the first time so strongly evoked the resonance within Qingcheng Xie's chest.

Yu He said, "It hurts ......"

"That hurts. ......"

He pressed one hand to his chest, the patient, who should have been very dull to the five senses, said, " Qingcheng Xie ...... here seems to be empty, but it hurts ...... "

Qingcheng Xie looked at the teenager's tearful appearance, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

It was like a small, scarred dragon wailing and howling on the reef.

It's dying ......

It seems to be about to die of sadness.

It is truly sad to death and lonely to death.

Qingcheng Xie looked at Yu He, he did not know what to say, in front of such strong feelings, it seems that no matter what to say is too pale. He walked over to Yu He, as he once did on New Year's Eve, trying to raise his hand to cover the invisible scar at his heart and stop his dripping blood.

He walked over to--

He also wanted to quell Yu He's blood.

Both of them, originally, were people with old wounds.

The wounds are deep and pierce straight to the heart. Those scars no one can know, only they know each other.

He doesn't understand why Yu He cares so much about Man Chen, who will always be different from Yu He. In Qingcheng Xie's opinion, Man Chen is a brother, a friend and a companion.

And what about Yu He?

Qingcheng Xie was unable to say anything for a while.

He didn't know when Yu He had eroded his life so deeply that, looking back, he didn't think there was anyone in the world who could take Yu He's place.

Qingcheng Xie, who was vaguely aware of this, was struck by the fact that he had never really thought about what Yu He was now in his eyes.

What's the count?

Yu He is the person who is most similar to him, the person who is closest to him, the person who knows the most of his secrets, the person who has lived and died with him countless times.

But Yu He is a man.

And he doesn't love men, his sexual orientation is female, he's also married and divorced, not to mention Qingcheng Xie knows he doesn't need any love these days.

And so, such a special, irreplaceable person by anyone, what is that considered?

He doesn't know, like being in a maze.

Qingcheng Xie was just determined to walk forward in this moment. He held the umbrella with one hand and raised it with the other - he knew the pain, the pain that belongs exclusively to the spiritual Bola Ai patients, the pain that is more bone cutting than cancer pain. The name is loneliness, the name is loneliness, the name is despair ...... he finally in this moment, took the initiative to hug Yu He.

Qingcheng Xie used his own hand and pressed it against the broken heart of the magic dragon, letting the poisoned blood flow all over his palm.

He hugged him.

Qingcheng Xie said, " Yu He, it's true, not fake. Sorry."

"......"

"I'm sorry, I didn't remember the day, I ......" Qingcheng Xie really don't know what to say, the old man mouth hard, too dad, before even the wife did not how to coax, more do not know how to coax the little boys.

He could only hold Yu He in this way, the rain beating on the umbrella above their heads, the wind blowing through their clothes.

In the storm, he held him so tightly.

The celestial dragon seemed to be using its own body, curling up the devil dragon that was sad to the point of dying.

He held the trembling teenager in his arms, his voice was even slightly hoarse.

"I'm sorry Yu He ."

"......"

"It's not time yet, but I wanted to say ...... happy 20th birthday to you."

Yu He's body shuddered--

Happy birthday to you.

" Yu He , happy sixteenth birthday."

The storm, the swaying candlelight, Xue Xie smiling and holding the birthday cake, the bells ringing in the villa, Happy Birthday ...... Happy Birthday ......

Yu He started shaking uncontrollably.

False.

Fake ......!

No people. No cake. No blessings.

He was in the room where the message was projected, stripped of the truth, and he knew that all was self-protection given to him by his poor pride.

Perhaps sensing his sickness, Qingcheng Xie hugged him with more force, as if this would allow Yu He to hear his heartbeat and touch his hot blood.

"I'm here."

"...... is a fake ......"

"It's real, it's not fake, it's not an illusion."

Yu He's voice was hoarse: "It's fake ...... it's fake ...... Qingcheng Xie will never hug me ...... he never will hug me, I begged him for so long, I begged him to hug me ...... he refused ...... never willing ......"

He was wounded too deeply, previously been covered up with painted skin, but this moment is finally bare in front of him, the end is a blood flow.

"You're a fake! It's an illusion!!!"

His eyes were cold and frantic, and he violently swung Qingcheng Xie's umbrella down. The rain suddenly fell on their shoulders, the rain like a transparent net, trapping him and him together.

After a few seconds, a dozen seconds, or even a few minutes, Yu He realized that the dream had not woken up.

Qingcheng Xie has not disappeared yet either.

"......"

Slowly, he stopped saying true or false, as if true or false no longer matter.

His trembling went from violent, to weak, from weak, to calm. He suddenly hugged Qingcheng Xie back, as if trying to hold a piece of driftwood for survival.

The harsh red on the bracelet flashed and flashed ...... slowly, like the eyes of the devil closed, the red light faded out and returned to a warm orange color.

Yu He tears fell on Qingcheng Xie's shoulder, he hugged him, so hard, as if he wanted to break Qingcheng Xie's bones and pierce into his own body.

Immediately after, he suddenly clutched Qingcheng Xie's hand, and did not care if the umbrella was crooked, the two would not get wet. His look was complex - shady, frenzied, twisted, lost, hopeful, obsessed ...... all intertwined.

Then he dragged Qingcheng Xie, without a word, towards the open parking lot at the back of the theater.