Chapter 205: You and I are both very sick

It has been three days since Qingcheng Xie was left at Yu He's home to receive treatment.

After Yu He returned to China, he has been like a balloon full of hate and anger, ready to be burst/explode. In his view, Qingcheng Xie was so partial to Man Chen, and then cheated himself for Man Chen, causing him to almost die, which already made him feel a lot of pain, his heart ashes. And when he finally returned to the mainland after all the hardships, Qingcheng Xie was with Man Chen. This kind of heartache is too much for even a sane person to bear, let alone him.

He suppressed, self-control ...... eventually failed completely, he put all the disappointment, hate, resentment, jealousy, together with the accumulated three years of feelings in Qingcheng Xie body unrestrainedly vented out.

And just as a feverish patient must reach a temperature peak before the body temperature will slowly come down, after the speech that event, Yu He heart of hostility seems to have finally begun to reduce some.

He has now become patient with Qingcheng Xie, and when he doesn't need to deal with work, he stays with Qingcheng Xie, and he doesn't feel uncomfortable spending hours in the bedroom without talking to her.

But Qingcheng Xie's inflammation slowly went down, but the state has not been good, which is natural, because Qingcheng Xie cut off the medicine - only Yu He does not know.

He asked the private doctor he hired, but the doctor had not been involved in the core area of rn-13, so naturally he could not tell anything, except that Qingcheng Xie was probably in a bad mood.

"The mental state of a person is very important. You'd better spend more time with him when you have time."

Yu He stayed by his side more time, nothing important will not go out, every day to see that he finished three meals, drink the medicine, rest in bed.

However, when it comes to bed rest, most of them are also on the treatment bundle, otherwise Qingcheng Xie may want to give up at any time.

Yu He said to him, "You don't have to be so resistant, as I said, when you are well, I will personally send you home. If you want to leave early, then you should cooperate with me and get well."

As he spoke, he poured a cup of hot fresh milk and brought it to the bedside for Qingcheng Xie to drink.

Qingcheng Xie turned his face away. He wouldn't drink.

Yu He eyes deep, put down the cup and raised his hand, Qingcheng Xie closed his eyes, he expected to wait for what would be violent -

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

After three seconds, Yu He finally just touched his hair on the temples.

Nothing was done again.

In this way, some not too bad days, Yu He will talk a lot with Qingcheng Xie, also will hold Qingcheng Xie to sleep, and sometimes will personally cook for Qingcheng Xie.

He made a steaming bowl of Yangzhou fried rice with lots of crystal clear shrimp and sprinkled with finely chopped green onions, but unfortunately his skills were so poor that the salt and rice were not fried, Qingcheng Xie only ate one bite and then refused to touch it, looking even worse than before he ate.

Yu He also once made chicken wonton soup, but it turned out to be a noodle soup, and the result was a pile of indescribable paste, Qingcheng Xie just took a look at it this time and didn't even bother to move her lips.

After several failures in a row, Yu He gave up on himself and simply asked him what he wanted to eat, and he asked the cook to make it.

"It doesn't matter what. It doesn't matter if you didn't do it. You made ...... it," he glanced at him, "and I can't stand it."

This seemed to have a deeper meaning, which made Yu He's face sink slightly and become a bit ugly.

But he didn't get angry, he knew Qingcheng Xie was trying to make him sick and give up early and leave him at home for treatment. So Yu He, after a moment of silence, pulled out a cold smile.

"Okay, all according to you."

The chef's dishes Qingcheng Xie did eat, but the portions were not much, obviously no appetite. Yu He privately and the chef said to let them find ways to make people eat more, the master chef even the appetizer recipes for pregnant women are used for reference, served up the contents of even hawthorn cake and fresh pickled plums, the results Qingcheng Xie still do not buy, but outside the rumors began to spread, saying that Mr. He may be outside the attraction of what the affair debt, casual play a female results The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you want to do.

"No wonder we haven't seen him lately, except for business events that have been scheduled."

"I'll be home as soon as I finish work."

"I hear they're still often late in the morning ......"

"Oh, that child must have been three months old, not three months generally they can not that."

"I heard it's still an actress. ......"

"That's no wonder, that woman has never thrown her head, it is estimated that also to face, He always and she took money two clear, she is like working this pregnancy, after the job, or have to mix in the entertainment industry."

"Tsk tsk tsk, chaos ......"

Yu He said he hated Qingcheng Xie, but after having sex with her again, he became much more considerate and tender - although this tenderness had a very morbid element, he did not want to control Qingcheng Xie at all times, he wanted to The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who are not able to get a good deal on this.

He modified the bedside lamp, can create an illusion of the entire house under the sea, the effect is far more realistic than back then, almost like Disney's 5D ride. Projected seawater floating jellyfish of all sizes, every fifteen minutes there will be a giant ghost jellyfish covering the entire bedroom ceiling solemnly and mysteriously floating past.

"Does it look good?" Yu He asked him.

Qingcheng Xie's response was muted, but at least gave the response, "...... how to do it."

" Dela Man's scientific capabilities are well above those of normal society, and it would be easy to make such an effect."

Qingcheng Xie said, "You turn it off."

"......"

"I can't see anything under the sea, I just see a room full of blood." Qingcheng Xie color thin lips between the leakage of cold syllables, "my parents', your mother's, Yuzhu Lu , Liping Jiang ...... the blood of all those who died because of Duan Wen's Dela Man organization. "

Qingcheng Xie said, "I don't have the ability to write off my hatred for him like you do."

Yu He's expression finally became very gloomy as he said, "...... Qingcheng Xie , it was you who pushed me to them with your own hands. What do you say glibly now to write it off?"

Qingcheng Xie did not answer.

He waited until Yu He was about to leave the bedroom before he suddenly said, "Yu He."

Yu He stopped in his tracks.

"You know what."

"Hmm?"

"In fact, I would rather you were dead at that time." Qingcheng Xie paused, and there was the second half of the sentence stuck in his throat.

--Then, when I finish my teacher's work, I will go with you.

The words are too fragile, gathered in the chest, too weak to come out of the throat for a while, Qingcheng Xie just paused there. He looked at Yu He's look, looked at Yu He's eyes ...... after a long time, the heart of the strange feeling like a knife, finally let him desperately want to say the words out.

But at that moment, Yu He suddenly gave a light laugh, a smile sarcastic with a little gangster.

Yu He said, "Naturally I know that you warned me long ago that you would stand against me if I dared to harm others in order to achieve my goal. This righteous to the core phrase, I have been thinking about it day and night for these three years, how can I forget it easily?"

"......" Qingcheng Xie's lips trembled slightly and eventually tightened up.

Those few words that had converged in the throat suddenly no longer had the strength to say them.

Yu He laughed, "I know you have always been cynical and impartial. Maybe Yan Chen and the others wanted you to kill me with your own hands, but it wasn't something you couldn't do."

Qingcheng Xie looked at him blankly.

That half of the unsaid words, completely as a cloud of smoke dissipated.

Yu He left, his face caged with a look that was almost tolerated to the extreme.

.

Qingcheng Xie can actually leave anytime now, Yu He did not lock his door behind him, not house arrest.

It's just that Yu He's bodyguards are so annoying that they follow him wherever he goes. Qingcheng Xie tried it once, when Yu He went to the office, he went downstairs and walked straight to the villa door, no one stopped him, but the butler asked him where he was going and insisted on sending him to the car.

So Yu He did not restrict Qingcheng Xie's freedom, but he also took advantage of Qingcheng Xie's nature - Qingcheng Xie would not allow himself to be followed by two bodyguards at any time, and those two men could not be driven away, but also very polite, no matter what Qingcheng Xie said Qingcheng Xie said anything, they can be at peace with the situation, and will not leave the service.

Qingcheng Xie finally had no choice but to put this out there and talk to people, but more to lose his face. He also does not want to worry his family, so he is living in the house, waiting for Yu He to remove the bodyguards, anyway, it is only a matter of a few days.

Yu He would come back every day and talk to Qingcheng Xie for a while, but their relationship was now so fragile that the conversations often ended up in disagreements.

Yu He finally got cold feet one day and said, "Can't you say something I'd like to hear?"

"I'll say what you can like to hear."

"......"

"You hate me from the bottom of your heart right now, so whatever I say will sound bad to you." Qingcheng Xie said, "There's only one way to make you happy."

"What."

"Remove your bodyguards and let me go back." Qingcheng Xie said, "So you can be out of sight and out of mind with me."

Yu He was silent for a long time before sitting down on the edge of the bed, clutching Qingcheng Xie's ink hair and moving closer, almost eye to eye, nose to nose, gently, but roughly, like a mix of love and hate, horribly sick. His eyes swept from Qingcheng Xie's eyes to Qingcheng Xie's lips and finally back to the other's eyes, and he said softly, "No. Only this. This is the only one that won't work."

The hand touched the hanging bottle.

"You're not well yet, and I'm very, very ...... uneasy about you."

"......"

"Get well. Let me stay with you."

"What if I don't want to."

"...... I'm afraid it's not up to you."

The negotiations still broke down.

From this day on, Qingcheng Xie simply stopped talking to Yu He. When Yu He came home in the evening, no matter what he talked to him, chatted or scolded him, he would either put his head down and read a book, or close his eyes and rest.

Yu He was like a crazy person, saying a lot of unrelated things to someone like him who wouldn't respond.

Sometimes Yu He does not say anything, just look at him, that look is creepy, the world may only Qingcheng Xie a person can withstand.

The hardest part was the medication change phase.

Yu He does not allow other people to apply medicine to Qingcheng Xie, all by himself after he goes home to do it himself. Qingcheng Xie at first would resist, his face showed some vivid, wretched look.

But after their icy conversation, Qingcheng Xie seemed to be numb, he didn't have any expressions, didn't give any feedback, and let Yu He apply medicine to him, as if Yu He was a robot.

Cold violence hurts more than sharp knives.

The agitation in Yu He's chest was growing day by day, and once he couldn't stand it anymore after the medicine, he asked Qingcheng Xie in a stern voice: "Why don't you look at me? Now you won't even give me hate?"

He asked two or three times before Qingcheng Xie turned his glazed eyes and slowly focused his gaze on Yu He's body.

"I have no right to hate you at all, Yu He ." He finally spoke, "I was the one who wronged you three years ago after all."

"......"

"So I can't give you anything now. Hate can't give either."

Qingcheng Xie slowly closes his eyes.

"Do what you want. Just let it go."

At that moment Yu He looked at his drooping eyelashes, a moment of rage almost Qingcheng Xie from flesh and blood to white bone to tear apart. But he saw the drip on Qingcheng Xie's hand and the pallor on his face, and he finally held back.

Turned off the lights, he lay down next to Qingcheng Xie, the bed is too big, and the two deliberately separated by distance, the middle of the empty are cold - Yu He eyes bloodshot looking at the ceiling.

He knew that what he was doing now would only make their relationship more fractured.

But he just didn't want Qingcheng Xie to go.

It seems that even if Qingcheng Xie died and decayed into dead bones, he still wanted him to stay.

Staying will make you suffer, and the pain, at least, is better than the three years of loneliness and numbness.

.

On the fifth day, Yu He came back from outside, carrying a plastic bag. Qingcheng Xie's fever had finally gone down, but her face looked bad and she was lethargic.

Yu He : "I brought you some food from outside today, you should like it."

Qingcheng Xie raised her eyes mechanically, "My fever has gone down."

"......"

"It's time for you to keep your own promise."

Yu He paused and handed him the plastic bag, ignoring Qingcheng Xie's words, but said to himself, "Drink it while it's hot, it won't taste good if it's cold."

"You're not a hospital here, I'm not going to stay forever."

Yu He was silent, and after a few seconds, he opened the plastic bag himself, which was two yuan a cup of that old-fashioned milk tea.

"Are you sure you're not going to drink some." He asked him with an expressionless face.

Qingcheng Xie : "No plans."

As if all these days of patience stacked to the limit, Qingcheng Xie all the cold, hard, numb, indifferent, self-contained ...... finally completely shattered Yu He's heart dike. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.

But his hands were actually shaking a bit.

Half of the milk tea splashed on Qingcheng Xie's face and half spilled on his lapel.

Dripping, sticky, like a tangled tangle that can't be cut off, can't be straightened out.

The plastic straw bruised Qingcheng Xie's lip, and beads of rose-colored blood oozed out.

Yu He stared, and after a few moments, threw the cup aside like a dislodged force.

"...... Why."

"......"

"Why do you have to become like this for him? Qingcheng Xie? Why do you have to be like this!!!"

"......" Qingcheng Xie's lips dripped blood and raised her eyes icily, "I'd love to ask you why too, Yu He ."

"What?"

"Aren't you already uninterested in me. So why do all this again."

"......"

"Don't you think it's pointless, Yu He ."

"......"

"My death, my joy, my anger, anything I do, should no longer have anything to do with you."

Yu He looked at Qingcheng Xie in silence.

Qingcheng Xie's cheeks and lapels were still wet, and he looked very messy.

But his eyes were flat and silent, as if he would never make any waves again.

Yu He was pierced by the almost empty eyes that became more and more unbearable.

He paced back and forth, circling in place, sleepy and restless.

Then he jerked to a stop in front of Qingcheng Xie, his chest rising and falling mechanically, morbidly and violently.

"You owe me." He gritted his teeth and said to Qingcheng Xie, "Because you owe me."

"You almost killed me three years ago, and now I just want to find a little bit of the past in you, can't I? So I'll see you and sleep with you, can't I?! I just want to get up and think about that feeling!"

"So have you found the feeling you once had." After a long silence, Qingcheng Xie then asked him.

Yu He's eyes seemed to fill up with blood in a flash.

Scarlet.

"...... this is my business." The warmth of the past few days seems to be gone in a flash, Yu He said in a hard word, "This is my business, Qingcheng Xie."

"I'm going to look for it whether I can find it or not."

Yu He broke his promise, and after Qingcheng Xie's fever subsided, he still didn't send him away.

He feels no guilt about it, because the door of his house is open for Qingcheng Xie - it's Qingcheng Xie himself who didn't leave.

He ignored the fact that he had sent bodyguards to follow Qingcheng Xie, he just said to himself that Qingcheng Xie could leave, but Qingcheng Xie had always stayed here. The fact that Qingcheng Xie stays, does it mean that there is still an unseen coupling between the two of them?

Is there a strand of unseen entanglement deeply entwined between the two of them in their cruelty together.

However, it is undeniable that Yu He has been hanging on by a thread every time he comes home since Qingcheng Xie recovered from his illness.

That breath will not be released until he pushes open the door and sees Qingcheng Xie inside the house, silently.

On the first day, he was still around.

Light sleep in the Windsor chair in the bedroom.

The next day, he was still there.

Looking out the window at the lake and the lawn.

Day 3, Day 4 ......

Qingcheng Xie still hasn't left.

Until the sixth day.

Yu He pushed open the door and found the room empty, the bed was neatly made, and Qingcheng Xie's coat, which was on the back of the seat, was gone.

At that moment Yu He's blood froze to ice, and he stood in his bedroom for a long time, thinking, "Has this day finally come?

He's still gone ...... He's still gone ......

Yu He was silent for a long time before suddenly and violently sweeping the table full of drugs and needles down! With a crash, bottles and jars shattered all over the floor.

He scratched his forehead hair hard, rested his other hand on his waist and tilted his head back to catch his breath.

Qingcheng Xie Still gone? ......

He is still ......

"What are you doing."

Yu He was jolted and turned back suddenly.

Qingcheng Xie, wearing his coat, his emaciated face bloodless and unruffled, stood at the crimson teak door looking at him.

At that moment Yu He suddenly felt that an invisible hand had opened his chest cavity and roughly shoved his heart back inside his flesh and blood.

Boom boom.

That heart beat heavily.

Boom Boom. Boom Boom ......

Yu He, like a sudden return to life, wiped his red eyes and turned around, striding towards Qingcheng Xie--

He stood still in front of him, his hands trembling, having to use all his strength to restrain the urge to fiercely take the man into his arms.

"...... Where have you been?" Even his voice trembled.

Qingcheng Xie's eyes flickered imperceptibly: "Just walking around, I'm bored."

Yu He opened his mouth, did not know what to say, closed it again, raised his hand, did not know what to say, and put it down again.

Qingcheng Xie : "You think I went back?"

"...... didn't. I ......" Yu He said, "I'm just looking for something. I ...... I can't find my stuff."

Qingcheng Xie looked at him quietly, "If you remove the bodyguards, I will indeed leave. I just don't like having people following me."

"......"

Yu He did not speak again and wiped his face.

It was Qingcheng Xie who won.

He could hardly pretend to be calm anymore to face this man.

He discovered that the presence of Qingcheng Xie was the most horrible bayonet for him.

Even if he is half blind, even if he is crippled, this bayonet still has a sharpness that is beyond the body of the owner, and can make the armor shatter.

Yu He took a deep breath and said nothing more. He felt he was going crazy again to the point of losing his mind, so he went straight to the bathroom, slammed the door, and locked himself inside.

That night, Yu He did not sleep in the big bed with Qingcheng Xie on his back again.

For the first time in so many days, he crossed the invisible line in the middle and held Qingcheng Xie's waist as he fell asleep, and he forced Qingcheng Xie to face him as well.

The night was quiet and you could hear the rustling of leaves outside the window and the occasional rattling noses of two stallions in the pasture.

Yu He just looked at Qingcheng Xie for a long time, then suddenly said, "...... Qingcheng Xie."

Qingcheng Xie did not respond as usual.

Yu He then said to himself, "You already have gray hair."

"......"

"Did you find that out for yourself."

He hides his inevitable sorrow, just as Qingcheng Xie hides the sorrows he cannot give up.

Qingcheng Xie looked up indifferently, his expression was numb than before.

"That's true, one always gets old."

"...you're not even forty yet."

"But I'm tired of living."

"......"

Yu He was out of the mind for a long time, the look on his face was gloomy for a while, then despondent, then crazy, then in a trance.

Finally he leaned in closer, with barely a gap, and hugged Qingcheng Xie tightly, who had already lost weight.

The jaw rests against the nook of his shoulder, just like it used to.

But Yu He can't say anything soft anymore. I love you, which I could easily repeat countless times before, has now become a thorn in his throat and a ruin in his heart.

He did not speak, doing such inexplicable things, Qingcheng Xie also numb, do not want to ask more questions.

One of them gives up on himself, the other lives to die, the living body embraces the bed, but like the bones under the spring.

And then later, in the latter part of the night, neither of them fell asleep, not knowing what inner impulses arose from what demeanor, or maybe nothing triggered it - Yu He just thought so and did so.

He had sex with Qingcheng Xie in this cold bedroom, once again, on this night.

Almost without a word.

It's like an emotional breakdown to the limit. It seems that only in this way can he confirm that Qingcheng Xie is really still with him.

Never left either.

After this night, Yu He finally found an almost monstrous way to relieve himself, he no longer actively mention what to send Qingcheng Xie back and so on, he changed his mind, almost every night to come home, like a newlywed husband close to his wife, and Qingcheng Xie entangled.

Now he is not so rough, and neither his words nor his actions hurt Qingcheng Xie any more.

But his heart is empty, and in order to fill the hole, his demands will be many.

When they were in bed, Yu He also went from being very talkative to unusually silent, which became a cruel sacrificial ritual in which he kept confirming that he was still alive and that Qingcheng Xie was not separated from him.

Just what is being sacrificed away in this ritual, both seem to know, and neither seems to know ...... or as if they have cared.

Yu He will regularly get rid of Qingcheng Xie's cell phone intercept messages, which may be a kind of control for him, but Qingcheng Xie is very high-minded, he does not have such a subordinate concept, in his view it is equivalent to Yu He is doing his free secretary.

Or maybe he had no desire to live, so what Yu He did, he didn't care anymore.

The days go by day by day.

Until one day, when Yu He went out, Qingcheng Xie was sitting by the window, looking at the shimmering artificial lake below, when the bedroom door was pushed open.

He thought it was Yu He, so he didn't turn around.

Then he heard a cold voice: "I said how come I couldn't find you anywhere these days, I thought you had withdrawn from the competition, failed to compete for drugs, and were so ashamed that you hid and had no face to see anyone. The first time I saw you, I thought you were here, being raised by him like a woman, and you actually did not resist, happy to be at ease, you really opened my eyes ah - cousin."