Chapter 195: We are reunited

Yu He's appearance stunned everyone.

The public naturally need not say, what is more boiling news than the death and resurrection of the brave man who went into danger alone?

The people who know Yu He feel that they are dreaming, especially the dream breakers who know the true nature of Devil - they have been fighting with Wen Duan, and recently this Devil has caused them great damage and trouble, although they do not have any evidence to prove that Devil is the accomplice of Wen Duan, but this person is working for Wen Duan, and has completely replaced the former Zhishu Lv and Zhilong Huang. Although they do not have any evidence to prove that Devil is Wen Duan's accomplice, but this person is working for Wen Duan, and has completely replaced the former Zhishu Lv and Zhilong Huang, there is no doubt about it.

But now the facts tell them that Devil is the Yu He who put his life on the line to help the police solve the case?

How did he become a complete and utter Wen Duan?

Of course, since there was no direct evidence to support Yu He's work on behalf of Wen Duan, as a "fallen" hero, Yu He came back from the dead and naturally received a lot of support and unusual treatment from the public.

According to him, he was not blown to dust, but fell into the sea in a blast of air and was eventually rescued by an Australian ship. The police found his severed limbs and flesh cut by the sharp end of the blast during the disaster, and identified them as the only remnants of his broken bones. But it was not a fatal injury, and he eventually survived with no health effects, having had steel bones inserted into his foot and undergoing a very advanced surgery.

In the past two to three years, Yu He has been living in Australia, because he wanted to recuperate and avoid trouble, so he never showed his face until he recovered his strength and spirit, then he returned to China.

However, his rhetoric, to coax the masses of the unknown enough, in front of the police but completely untenable.

Jingfeng Zheng called Qingcheng Xie first and told him to be careful -

"I don't know what happened, but Yu He has changed now. Jingfeng Zheng said to Qingcheng Xie on the phone, "I think he will definitely look for you when he comes back, you should not contact him too closely, it will not do you any good."

Not only Jingfeng Zheng, but also the higher-ups in the Dreambreakers organization have specifically instructed Qingcheng Xie not to tell him anything about the Dreambreakers organization if Yu He comes to him.

They overthink it.

After Yu He appeared, and did not give Qingcheng Xie even a phone call, did not send even a message, let alone door to door to find. Other people do not know why, only Qingcheng Xie heart is very clear, when the war at sea, their own choice has broken Yu He's heart.

People's hearts are broken by him, so no matter what others say, no matter what the result is, Qingcheng Xie still wants to see Yu He one more time.

That night, Qingcheng Xie locked himself in his house and stared at his cell phone alone - a chat box between him and Yu He, where he could contact Yu He by pressing the send button.

He has always been a very courageous and confident person, but at this moment, he actually felt his own sick and decaying body, the birth of something close to "emotional timidity".

In the past few years, Qingcheng Xie has not changed his cell phone, and all his conversations with Yu He from the past are still there.

In addition to the most painful paragraph of the naval dialogue, and then turn forward, framed on the screen are the past that infatuation with him, without hiding the teenager.

Qingcheng Xie can't relate him to the indifferent and elegant "Mr. He" on TV, not to mention "Devil" who is suspected of colluding with Wen Duan.

Qingcheng Xie thought and thought about how to talk to Yu He, but his thinking was too old-fashioned, and the message he sent certainly could not be turned into anything fancy, he deliberated all night, typed back and forth in the input box countless times and deleted the message, and even took a pen and paper to write a script on his desk.

But in the end, he found that with his current status, the only opening words he could have were simply, "Hello. How are you."

Fingers hovering over the send button, hesitating, finally crossed his heart, one second, two seconds - and pressed it.

With a swoosh, the message was sent successfully.

Qingcheng Xie leaned back, sat down on the chair in a tired state and let out a long sigh.

He did not expect to send such a message, but already sweat heavy shirt.

After sending the text message, Qingcheng Xie began a long wait.

He waited for a day and a night, checking his cell phone as soon as it moved, and when he saw it wasn't Yu He, he sank back down.

He just kept watch and waited.

From hope to disappointment.

In the end, only endless gloom remained.

All night long, Qingcheng Xie lay in bed, clutching his sweaty old phone, staring vacantly at the ceiling. Maybe it was the same way when Yu He waited for his reply once upon a time. Yu He used to keep messaging him when he was in pain, saying, "Dr. Xie, I'm sick ...... I'm sick."

At that time, Qingcheng Xie ignored him.

Now all this despair has fallen back into Qingcheng Xie's heart.

Later, the day dawned, the clouds came through the light, the light more and more brilliant, shining through the long dark night.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and slowly, the sky gets dark again.

When Sun was once again swallowed by darkness and heaven and earth returned to chaos, Qingcheng Xie finally knew that Yu He would never reply to his messages again.

He lay numbly in bed and finally sent him a message.

Qingcheng Xie said, " Yu He . I'm sorry."

The message was sent successfully.

This time he did not report any more hope, he finished sending, and put down the phone that had been held by him for a day and a night, stained with sweat ......

He knew that Yu He would never return to him.

.

Thus, he could not see Yu He, nor could he get a response from Yu He. He tried to call him later, but no one ever answered.

But Qingcheng Xie still cares about him, and every day when he comes home, he turns on the TV on time to see some news about Yu He. Now Yu He is the eye-catcher of the business news, appearing on TV every now and then.

Qingcheng Xie thought it would be nice to see him on the screen.

As long as he is still alive and smiling, whether that smile is his own or not, it is good.

Even if it hurts to look at it, it's good.

On this day, Qingcheng Xie was late coming back from the lab and returned to Moyu Lane at almost nine o'clock.

He did not live in the Wei family for too long, after all, that is Xue Xie's husband's house, even if the Wei family has a large room, do not care about these, but Qingcheng Xie himself is not used to.

It was snowing a little outside, and the winter in the south was wet and cold. Qingcheng Xie coughed lightly and went back inside, turned on the air conditioner and the TV, then took off his jacket and went to the tea table to take his medicine.

He froze slightly when he took the pill boxes, he was a man of good habits, and things were used to being tidied up, like a neat surgical operating table. He remembered that before he went out in the morning, he had put the medicine boxes neatly by the corner of the table, but now these boxes were in disarray, randomly placed in the center of the tea table.

Maybe Aunt Lai was here and she had the key to his house.

Qingcheng Xie didn't care too much, took the medicine, turned on the TV, then went to the bathroom and took a quick shower.

By the time it came out, the evening news had already started.

Today, Yu He was interviewed by the local station in Shanghai to talk about the business he is currently working on.

Qingcheng Xie just sat in front of the screen and kept watching.

The program was an hour and a half long, and he just watched him with half-blind eyes for an hour and a half. Watching the boy, who was once unbelievably splendid, deal with all sorts of tricky questions with ease.

By the end of the show, the hosts were not willing to talk only about business and tried their best to find out some personal information.

Moderator: "Mr. He, do you feel lonely in Australia these years and do you miss anyone?"

"Loneliness is something I've gotten used to. As for pining for ......" Yu He smiled so gently that there was actually a sweet feeling, "If I had known a moving woman like you before the sea battle, I would have had someone worth pining for."

He answered in a natural and pleasing way.

Qingcheng Xie watched quietly in front of the TV, so quiet that there was almost no living breath, he watched Yu He smile, he also wanted to try to follow a smile.

But the lips could not be tugged, and the heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.

I don't know if it was too torturous, but Qingcheng Xie had a fever after going to bed that night after watching the show.

He was lying on the bed, his body was burning, and he seemed to hear Yu He softly saying to him, "Brother, if you are afraid of cold, I can sleep with you, I will warm your bed, for free, don't drive me away, OK?"

The blanket was so hot from his body heat that he had the illusion that Yu He had actually gotten into bed and embraced him.

Qingcheng Xie said gently, "I won't drive you away ...... Yu He ...... I won't drive you away ...... "

But are you still willing to come back?

Are you still willing to come back to me ......

No one responded again.

Qingcheng Xie is not sure if there are hot tears between his eyes.

The next day when I woke up, naturally there was no one around, except the little fire dragon still standing silently on the desk.

Qingcheng Xie closed his eyes and gently brushed his fingers over the warm bedding, smoothing out the afterglow of the dream, and then completely, came back to reality.

He has to be calm, even the qualification of sadness, can only have in the dream.

Qingcheng Xie gathered his emotions and got up, seeing a message on his phone.

He opened it and it was from an unrelated person.

Ask Yu He if he has come to see him.

This person is not even close to Qingcheng Xie, not even a concern, purely to satisfy their own voyeurism, prying into their private affairs under the guise of greetings.

It seems that those who knew them all thought Yu He would come looking for him, and every now and then someone would ask him how he was doing, and after learning that Yu He had never contacted him, they all looked surprised, and then sighed that Yu He had really changed.

It doesn't really need to be reminded over and over again by these people.

Qingcheng Xie understands better than anyone else.

Nowadays it's hard for him to find Yu He, but easy for Yu He to find him, his number, email, WeChat ...... have not changed anything.

He has even moved back into Moyu Lane.

As long as Yu He wants to see him, he can come to this quiet old alley whenever and wherever he wants, just like he did back then, but Yu He never came.

The once fiery teenager is dead.

Now the one who came back, so easy to get back a life, naturally, the farther away from him the better.

.

The last time Qingcheng Xie went to Yu He rather than make a fool of himself was because of a news interview.

Yu He smiled and said it was nothing, he had repaired it very well, he could not see any problem at all, he was healthy.

But when the host asked him if it really didn't hurt at all, Yu He was silent for a while and laughed, saying, "Well, if you really want to say it, it's still a little hard on rainy days.

The host said, "Actually, you still need to recuperate more, don't you?"

Yu He : "It's nothing, it's all healed."

"Can you show us the wound? If you don't mind."

Yu He was not too concerned and cooperated to give a shot.

His calf below the ankle at first glance there is no problem, but pushed closer, you can see that it is a permanent type of non-removable high bionic prosthesis, and real flesh and blood closely integrated with the place, there are imperceptible stitching inlay.

Qingcheng Xie knew that even if the surgery was successful, the articulation would be painful and needed to be nurtured, and Yu He was always attending chambers of commerce, large and small, as if he could not stop for a moment.

So he went to the entrance of the headquarters of the New He Group anyway, to give Yu He a little of the special wound medicine he had asked the old doctor to find. Chinese medicine is often the most helpful to patients in terms of long-term treatment and pathological comfort.

He doesn't expect Yu He to forgive him or to care about him anymore.

But he hopes that Yu He will feel better and accept some of his care.

Qingcheng Xie originally did not want to disturb Yu He, but only said that there was a note with his surname in the bag, so Yu He should know when he sent it to him, but the security guard said that he must be informed before making arrangements.

Qingcheng Xie finally had to give his name.

The guard went to the phone, hung up after a while, and came back with a face that looked cold, even with some wariness.

"Hello sir, Mr. He said he is not familiar with you, your things, he things not to accept."

"......"

"You go back. We can't just enter our building."

Qingcheng Xie was pale, coughing gently, and said nothing more.

For this result, in fact, he is not unexpected.

But somehow I went ahead with it knowing that it would be rejected.

Then he got a brutal and clear answer.

As he left, he heard the security guard discussing with his colleagues in the back, "It's really inexplicable, which boss will drink this kind of stuff of unknown origin ......"

"Yes, also said that the two of them know ...... how the total He may know him, don't want to climb the high branch want to crazy it."

"Still looks like he's half blind, haven't you noticed? He's got one eye out of focus ......"

Qingcheng Xie closed his eyes and straightened his back as he walked, knowing that no one would care, but because this was the man's territory, and thinking that there might be a one in a million chance that Yu He would see him, he didn't want to look too senile and wretched in front of the man.

He cares about him, except that in Yu He's mind, he's already someone who doesn't need to be seen alone anymore.

Even his presence bores Yu He.

Although he wanted to say sorry to Yu He face to face, and he wanted Yu He to stop being friends with Wen Duan no matter what, he knew Yu He wouldn't care about him anymore.

Qingcheng Xie knew that the only thing he could do for him now was to stop bothering him.

Yu He was in pain when he was with him, now Yu He has come out, his apology or concern, Yu He rejects it, the coldness is overflowing.

He carried the warmth of his heart, with a broken body and the few remaining life, repeatedly hit the wall, and now he finally nose-to-nose knowledge of the fun, the return of the youth as if silently admonished him, saying you go, you should give me a completely unrelated to the past -

A new life.

Time has changed, things are different, not to mention talking about old love, Qingcheng Xie now even see him a qualification, it seems to have no longer.

.

The accident happened at the end of the year.

A friend of the Wei family hosted a small party at the family's newly opened high-luxury manor hotel, and because the family was close to the Wei family, the entire family was invited, including, naturally, Qingcheng Xie.

Qingcheng Xie is not interested in such activities when he is in good health, and now that he is in such poor health, he is even more lazy and can't muster any energy.

Finally it was Xue Xie and Aunt Li who together advised him not to be bored at home all day, but to go out and take a walk once in a while, that is also very important.

Qingcheng Xie now went.

At least a thousand people came to the reception, each person was given the hotel's top VIP card, everyone gathered together to relax, but most importantly, to give this person a show, and then at the banquet to expand some of the future may be used to network resources. The hall where the banquet is held is the owner of the hotel's own area, the site is wide and extravagantly decorated, up and down a total of three floors, the first floor is holding a large banquet, the second floor has a variety of entertainment rooms and recreation halls, the third floor is some convenient for guests to talk about the luxury rooms.

People talk and laugh in groups of two or three, either warmly or politely, each with their own agenda.

Qingcheng Xie does not like to talk to people, and he happens to take care of the children for Mr. and Mrs. Dongheng Wei.

Ya Ya Ya is a good girl, a rare angel Bao Bao, but maybe because she really likes Qingcheng Xie's scent too much, as soon as she is in his arms, she lies on her chest, her little hands around his neck, quietly looking around, and when she is tired of looking, she just nestles in her uncle's arms and sleeps sweetly, and Qingcheng Xie is not tired of carrying her. Not tired at all.

The music in the venue was so loud that Ya Ya's little feet moved restlessly on Qingcheng Xie's body. Qingcheng Xie lowered his eyelashes, sensing her discomfort, and he asked softly, "Are you sleepy?"

"Mmmm ...... still hungry ......" Ya Ya softly said, yawning, "Uncle seize, want some bedtime milk... ..."

"Mom came out in a hurry, did not bring." Qingcheng Xie, an iron-blooded pure man, is very patient with children, "Uncle first take you upstairs to sleep for a while, OK?"

"Well ...... that's fine." Ya Ya said, the eyelids have beaten up, almost has fallen asleep.

Qingcheng Xie then gently patted her twice and took her to a private room on the third floor to rest.

As a result, Xie's elder brother walked upstairs while gently holding and coaxing his child, and just after turning a corner, five or six men who had just finished talking business came face to face in the aisle.

Qingcheng Xie's footsteps stopped, and for a while it was like being stabbed in the heart by an invisible sword, and he couldn't breathe for a moment.

--

He didn't expect Yu He to be there.

Yu He walked in the middle of the group of men, and the people behind and around him were obviously ingratiating themselves with him, with freshly baked flattering smiles on their faces.

"Right, He was in Australia for those two years, for sure ......"

Suddenly, Yu He stopped, and his eyes crossed the corridor with heavy woven carpet, and fell straight on Qingcheng Xie at the entrance of the walkway. At that moment, his expression was so stiff that even time and space seemed to have stood still.

It's amazing that they ran into each other here.

So unexpected, so straightforward.

So much so that the two of them, neither of them could come to pretend that they did not see or did not know each other.

For a moment, it was as if nothing existed around them, and light and time had not been lost for so many years.

It was as if he was still Qingcheng Xie of the year he was thirty-three, and Yu He was only twenty years old, just a student studying.

They just looked at each other.

When a guest next to him saw this, he was busy saying, "Aiya, Mr. He, this is your old acquaintance, right ......"

As if the ice shattered, the sound abruptly broke the dream-like trance.

Yu He returned to his senses, and the gaze that fell on Qingcheng Xie slightly narrowed, becoming less visible emotionally, then he smiled and said to the guest, "...... If it wasn't for your reminder, Mr. Zhang, I almost wouldn't have recognized the person. How rude."

Then he slowly walked up to Qingcheng Xie, a little closer than normal socially.

He extended his hand to Qingcheng Xie, and with a sudden smile, he said, "It's been a long time, Mr. Xie."

An opening exchange of pleasantries, no mention of previous messages and rejected visits.

The name Mr. Xie established the relationship between the two after they reunited.

Qingcheng Xie did not immediately give him his hand, he was holding Ya Ya, very inconvenient, so raised his eyes with the pair of seemingly calm, but in fact has suppressed too much emotion peach blossom eyes first look at him - one eye has a god, one eye can no longer gather light.

Yu He offered his hand in front of him, courteously.

But, that's about it.

Qingcheng Xie tried his best to get back to his senses and adjusted his posture slightly before he could barely spare a hand, but as soon as he touched Yu He's fingertips, the lightly sleeping child in his arms woke up, stirring his little legs and moving his limp body.

"Well ...... seize ......" the small child just woke up, can not say too coherent words, only rubbing his eyes with his small fist, stuttering, "want mommy ...... drink milk nai ......"

Qingcheng Xie worried about her moving around and falling, and the hand halfway back, became a support to hold her.

He got the baby back in his arms before he said to Yu He, "...... sorry."

Yu He paused for a moment, smiled slightly, could not see the shade between his eyebrows, but withdrew his hand cooperatively, his eyes darted back and forth between Qingcheng Xie and Ya Ya, after a few seconds, said lightly: "This is your child?"

Qingcheng Xie : "Niece."

"Oh." Yu He paused for a moment and smiled again.

In fact, with their current relationship, Qingcheng Xie did not need to explain too much to Yu He, but for some reason, he still spoke to Yu He so directly.

Yu He said in a gentle voice: "I'm really sorry, I thought you had remarried, so ......"

Yu He said and laughed a little and did not speak further.

When the two of them talked, no one else was too close, so Yu He's words fell on Qingcheng Xie's heart alone.

Qingcheng Xie hugged Ya Ya, the child was very warm, as if it could warm up the ice in his heart at the moment, he looked at Yu He with those unfocused eyes and faced him as calmly as possible.

After a long time, Yu He still asked the question half-heartedly, as if he didn't care.

"Isn't Mr. Xie married yet?"

Qingcheng Xie : "...... no."

This question is too personal and unusual for a relationship to ask. But Yu He asked it anyway.

Faintly, Qingcheng Xie's heart seems to have a kind of expectation that he himself does not want to admit, so that his heart gradually has a trace of warmth.

However, Yu He's next words were like a cold slap in his face.

Yu He laughed, "That's a pity, you have to hurry, your age condition is here after all, if you delay some more, you won't find a good wife."

Qingcheng Xie looked at him, Yu He still gave him a tender look, but the little heat in Qingcheng Xie's heart just went cold.

In fact, not just cold, almost from the seeping into the bones of the hair cold.

Qingcheng Xie said after a long time of silence, "There is no necessary relationship between a person's age and whether he or she is married or not."

"I know, it's just that you don't look too good physically either, it's better to have someone to take care of you when you're old ...... But all of this depends on your personal wishes, Mr. Xie, so you can consider me as saying more."

Qingcheng Xie looked at him in silence.

After another moment, Yu He suddenly stared at his face and asked, "By the way ......"

"Hmm?"

"I happened to hear people talk about it before, and I'm not sure, Mr. Xie, this eye of yours, is it ......"

"It's out of sight."

"...... because of what?"

Qingcheng Xie was quiet for a moment in full view of the crowd, and finally said, "I forgot."

The conversation came to a standstill again.

A guest behind us asked tentatively, "Mr. He, do you want to talk with Mr. Xie for a little longer? Then why don't we go down first?"

"...... No need." Yu He immediately smiled slightly and said in a warm and slow voice, soberly and calmly, "We have nothing more to talk about, I will go with you."

He said and nodded to Qingcheng Xie.

"Mr. Xie, it's good to see you again."

He left.

Qingcheng Xie stood still for a moment - he had not envisioned his reunion with Yu He to be like this.

Yu He did not have any direct complaints, did not rehash half of the old days, as if everything has blown away long ago with the smoke on the sea. But--

"Uncle ......," the warm little thing in his arms moved and raised its head to look at his face, genuinely concerned, "Uncle ...... you Why are you sad ...... you should not be sad, okay?"

"...... Uncle is not sad." Qingcheng Xie said, "Come on, I'll take you to the house to rest for a while."

But Ya Ya lifted his hand and met his beautiful eyes that could no longer see anything.

There is nothing wet there, and no longer does blood trickle.

But Ya Ya took his hand and gently touched it across his lightly trembling eyelids, then said, "Uncle, be a good boy ...... and don't cry."

The private rooms are comfortably furnished, Qingcheng Xie found one with the best view outside the window and sat down in the room, during which he never spoke.

He finally met Yu He, but he didn't expect such a situation - Yu He's tone was gentle, but it stabbed him in the heart.

Ya Ya was very sensible, and when her uncle didn't say anything, she didn't make any noise. Instead, she awkwardly touched his forehead with her little hand, as if trying to soothe him. After about ten minutes or so, she fell asleep once again in a daze. Qingcheng Xie also felt very tired, it was a sudden sense of mental exhaustion.

He then sat down on a recliner, held Ya Ya in his arms, and rested for a while.

Perhaps his heart was too painful and he felt exhausted with every beat, and when he rested, he turned into a deep sleep. During his slumber, he had a vague dream that Yu He returned to the upper floor and found this box.

Yu He looked at him for a long time by his recliner, lowered his head, and gently picked up Ya Ya, who was pressed into his arms, and placed him on the big bed next to him. Then he returned to himself and gazed down at him, one hand brushing up his chest, which was disheveled by the child's sleeping shirt, right against his heart.

"There's no way I can't hate you for being so desperate at the time. Qingcheng Xie ...... I can't help but hate you."

But what fell with it was a trembling kiss that landed on the brow.

Stopped for a long time ......

For a long time.

This is a very good dream, right, even if talking about hate, he was willing to come back in the end, in the end also lowered his head and kissed him.

Qingcheng Xie felt astringent in his throat, as bitter as a gulp of olive oil, so much so that he wanted to call Yu He's name, but could not make a sound. The only thing that came out was a muffled, broken voice, very low, falling in the silence of the lounge ......

When I woke up, the time on my phone indicated that it was 1:00 am.

His phone is muted, the caller ID five, all Xue Xie and Dongheng Wei call, the last message, said they could not contact Qingcheng Xie, but have to go back to the main house first, let Qingcheng Xie see the message back a call.

Qingcheng Xie moved his arm, probably because the sleeping position is suitable, actually not very sore, Ya Ya of course still lying in his arms, the dream just now is just a dream after all.

"Uncle, are we going home?"

"Hmm."

"That's good ...... too sleepy ...... go home and wash the fragrance ......" Ya Ya yawned and snuggled into Qingcheng Xie arms, the two went downstairs, the first floor still scattered some guests in a glass of wine, he sought the host, said goodbye to the host, and then contacted Xue Xie , said he was ready to go back, and then came to the hotel parking lot outside.

The host family is prepared to pick up the car, but this is the peak of the casual guests, the car is a little nervous, need to wait a little.

Qingcheng Xie asked, "Are you tired?"

Ya Ya shook her head knowingly, but yawned widely.

The location is remote and the time is late, so it's not that easy to call a car, Qingcheng Xie was thinking when a brand new Cullinan slowly pulled up in front of them.

The car is new, the window is down, unexpectedly, but reveals Yu He's well-defined face.

"What a coincidence." Yu He said, "Meeting again."

"......"

"It takes more than fifteen minutes to wait for a connection here." The youth saw Qingcheng Xie standing without speaking, so he continued lightly, he lifted the eyelash curtain, no very obvious feelings in his eyebrows, "Mr. Xie, if you don't mind, come up, I'll give you a ride."