Chapter 217: Acting is hard

Yu He came back after more than two hours.

As soon as he entered the room, he removed his half-finger gloves and pulled the collar of Dela Man's uniform loose. Just by looking at his weary, bored look, one could tell that he had had a not-so-pleasant encounter with Wen Duan.

He glanced at Qingcheng Xie and saw that Qingcheng Xie looked the same as before, somehow his gaze was slightly dimmed.

Qingcheng Xie had a very strange feeling, as if Yu He was expecting something to happen to him.

But the feeling was fleeting, and before Qingcheng Xie had time to think deeply, Yu He had stepped forward and loosened the restraints on him.

"I've brought you medicine." He dragged Qingcheng Xie to the bathroom, closing the door with a bang.

Qingcheng Xie just wanted to speak, Yu He took the position of undressing him, close to his ear, said with a sober face: "Be careful. There is surveillance here too."

"......"

Wen Duan is really sick.

Since there is surveillance, the show must be done, after the necessary struggle, Yu He suppressed Qingcheng Xie and injected him with an injection brought back from outside.

Qingcheng Xie gritted his back teeth: "What the heck ......!"

"No name, it's just an ordinary anesthetic." The tip of the needle pierced Qingcheng Xie's blood vessels, and the cold liquid was roughly injected into Qingcheng Xie's body by Yu He.

Yu He's voice was loud enough for the surveillance to hear: "After the fight you won't have much strength to resist, just enough to walk, sit and lie down from time to time. I don't want to be assassinated while I'm sleeping, it's that simple."

After the solvent was pushed in, Yu He pulled the injection needle out of Qingcheng Xie's blood vessels, the drug reaction came up quickly, and Qingcheng Xie lay on the cold fluid table, breathing heavily.

In front of him was a mirror with gold trim, from which he could see himself lying on his back in a messy uniform, while Yu He stood behind him, in an oppressive black military uniform, with his eyes downcast. Yu He waited until Qingcheng Xie's strength was almost melted away before completely ripping off the man's bloodstained shirt and discarding it on the ground.

"Don't move." Although Qingcheng Xie's struggle was insignificant in front of him, Yu He still held him down without question, his eyes moving inch by inch over Qingcheng Xie's scarred back.

That was the wound that was hit during the previous fight against the mechanical dog, the wound had not completely clotted and blood was still trickling out a little.

Yu He's eyes were dark.

Qingcheng Xie in order to go to the island to inject serum No. 2 and rn-13, the commander-in-chief and he told, but know is one thing, see with their own eyes Qingcheng Xie desperate to inject the serum into the body, and see his body so seriously injured, it is another thing.

His heart was hard, the anesthetic that was punched into Qingcheng Xie's body had a healing repair function. Unfortunately, you can't say much about it either.

Yu He silently took disinfectant sponges, iodine, and tweezers from the drawer of the kitchen table, and tensed his face to clean Qingcheng Xie's back wound. His hand rubbed over Qingcheng Xie's slightly bowed back, his movements were not gentle, but he did it very carefully.

Qingcheng Xie endured the pain of the iodine seeping into the injury, his forehead seeping with fine sweat, stifling his teeth and saying, "Mr. He has really wasted his heart."

"I caught you to serve me, if you're sick and burned, what's the use of keeping it."

After Yu He finished briefly, he took care of Qingcheng Xie's injury and threw the used medical equipment into the trash. Then he lowered his body and caged Qingcheng Xie under his own body, stroking him and deliberately making intimate movements for the people behind the pinhole camera to see.

But taking this opportunity, he has whispered a message to Qingcheng Xie's ears: "Don't worry, Zheng's team is fine."

This time the contact cannot be too long, Yu He said, then grabbed Qingcheng Xie's hair, profanely kissed his earlobe, and then forced Qingcheng Xie to get up, in front of the mirror, as if flirtatiously came: "Officer Xie to go to the toilet?"

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Qingcheng Xie : "...... Get out!"

Yu He smiled, he would not be angry at the beast with its sharp claws clipped: "I just injected you with a drug, and I don't know if the dose is too much, or I'll help you, in case you don't have the strength."

Qingcheng Xie's response was even harsher than his earlier bite: "Get out."

"...... Officer Xie this character is still very hot." Yu He smiled faintly, "You really treat me here as your own home? Not at all polite."

Qingcheng Xie once again: "Go."

But seeing the coldness in Qingcheng Xie's eyes was not a disguise, Yu He finally went out, but before closing the door, he lowered his eyelashes and glanced at people's zippers twice, intentionally or unintentionally.

Qingcheng Xie was injected with drugs again, the strength to close the door was always there, and he closed the door with a bang.

"You can tell me if you really can't hold on." Yu He said leisurely at the door, "For the sake of our previous relationship, I am very willing to come in and help you--"

Before the words were spoken, a sound came from the door, and it was Qingcheng Xie who slammed something in the bathroom directly on the door panel, stopping Yu He's voice.

Yu He still wasn't able to stay in the room for too long this time, he came back temporarily, actually to finish injecting Qingcheng Xie with medicine and treat the wound. Not long after these things were done, he left, Wen Duan still had something for him.

During this time, Qingcheng Xie was trapped in Yu He's room alone, unable to go anywhere.

Because he knew that the room was monitored, Qingcheng Xie could not act too calmly. He paced back and forth in the room, smashed some decorations in Yu He's house, threw some books on Yu He's bookshelf, tried to go out several times, but could not open the door or window. Finally he threw a silent tantrum, as if he had exhausted his remaining power, and sat down on the armchair by the window, hanging his head, and never moved again.

This is not perfect acting, but Qingcheng Xie's character itself is very cold, not easily angry, much less out of control, and in the view of the monitor, it is probably not abnormal.

Qingcheng Xie leaned back in his chair, like an actor after a curtain call, slowly regaining his strength and spirit. He was finally able to settle down and sort out everything that had happened, and he had many questions in his mind - such as what the "violent killing" robot was all about, and what Yu He meant when he said, "My mother is still alive. What did Yu He mean by "my mother is alive"?

He was all waiting for an answer.

He needed to wait for Yu He to come back after he had finished his business and then find a chance to ask more questions.

But perhaps because he had experienced too much, or perhaps because the room he was in was exactly the same as the guest room in the former He residence, Qingcheng Xie waited too long and unconsciously fell into a light sleep, and in that light sleep he had a dream.

In his dream, he returned to the He mansion many years ago.

He stood at the desk in the guest room, placed the book of Rare Diseases of the World, which he had just written a gift message for, on the corner of the desk, then pulled his suitcase and walked out of the room, closing the bedroom door with his hand.

The doorway was carved with an endless summer pattern. He took one last look at it and left the place along the long corridor.

--This was the day he left the He family.

The pulleys of the suitcase rolled on the ground as he went down the stairs, ready to head for the door. However, unlike reality, this time he dreamed of an eight-year-old Yu He standing on the grass watching him.

"Sir." The boy called to him, then slowly approached him, "You dropped your stuff."

The boy lifted his hand and handed him a light white veil.

Qingcheng Xie was stunned to find that his suitcase was gone and that he was holding a bouquet of endless summer that he had held at first sight.

"Sir." Little Yu He repeated once again to remind him, "You dropped your stuff."

"......" Qingcheng Xie hesitantly, raised his hand to accept the side of the light veil, this moment, suddenly rolled the wind up, blowing his eyes a blur, until he can see things again, Yu He has disappeared.

What he held in his hand, after all, was no longer a light veil, but a pile of white paper, not thin and not thick, with a line of beautiful words written at the top of the white paper.

It's Yu He's suicide note ......

"Comrade officers ......"

The words he never wanted to see again surfaced in front of him in the depths of his dream, and Qingcheng Xie's heart felt like it had been injected with that dissolving power, and even his strength was running out.

He felt pain, but could not shed tears, and the corners of his eyes hurt as if they were torn.

The lines on the suicide note turned into a net that trapped him -

"I'm only twenty years old, I have someone I like, and I don't want to die yet."

"I mention the names of these two officers here in the hope that after my death, you will be able to carefully and thoroughly investigate the old events of that year with the evidence in hand, and that they have left this world for twenty years without ushering in a justice."

"This matter step by step, ring easy wrong, I may no longer be cleared of the charge, and perhaps will be buried directly in the ocean. If that's the case ........."

Those words were burned deep in Qingcheng Xie's mind like a curse, and even after many years, they still pursued Qingcheng Xie and bit him on the neck with sharp teeth.

"- I don't want the one person in this world who has been the best to me to feel sad for me."

The heart is splattered with blood.

" Yu He !!!" Qingcheng Xie jerked awake, gasping for air, a cold sweat on his back, soaking the wound in pain.

The sky outside the window had been bright, and by now it was dark again.

The wall clock pointed to the eleven o'clock position, he was too tired, this leaning on the soft seat of the nap, but eventually became a deep sleep, until midnight to wake up.

He was dizzy when he saw a slender, handsome figure leaning against the window.

Yu He had already returned and was staring out of the window, when he heard the movement, he turned his face sideways and let the moonlight cast a silver layer on his face: "Bad dream?"

"......" Qingcheng Xie opened his mouth, but did not know what to say, his heart was still thumping inside his chest, as if to break free of his chest ribs and run out.

He closes his eyes.

Yu He walked up to him, lowered his eyes and looked down at him. After a while, Yu He suddenly pulled him up from the armchair, hugged him roughly, pushed him against the window beside the desk, pressed him against the window, and started to kiss him passionately. The sound of heavy breathing, the sound of clothes being read, and the thumping of two men's heartbeats changed from light to heavy in the room, which could be heard by a pin.

"What did you dream about?" Yu He's kiss was like a butterfly, perched on the side of Qingcheng Xie's neck, his lips moving lightly to stir up a storm from Qingcheng Xie's heart, "Why did you call my name?"

Qingcheng Xie just woke up, no strength at all, and once he relaxed, the side effects of RN-13 and serum No. 2 followed, and the pregnancy reaction of No. 2 then affected him with the medication, and now he even stood a little weak, and could only let Yu He hold him like this, and let the hot kisses from his eyebrows, lips and neck, all the way to the depths of his cracked and broken heart. The kisses went from his eyebrows and lips and neck to his cracked and broken heart.

"Didn't dream of anything ...... let go of me." In between the increasingly frantic kiss, Qingcheng Xie found his voice and replied hoarsely.

"......" Yu He paused for a moment, "Do you really think of my place as a vacation retreat."

Qingcheng Xie did not say anything, he was again flooded with that feeling of nausea to vomit, uncomfortable ......

He is a doctor and naturally understands that it is not easy for women when they are pregnant, but he used to just know, but serum #2 allowed him to experience this weakness first hand. He was a bit macho, but at this moment he was so clearly aware of how tough and unyielding those seemingly fragile women's bodies really were.

Yu He's kisses fell on the side of his ear and neck, with hot breaths.

Qingcheng Xie panted slightly and tilted up her neck, the powerless struggle under Yu He was like a pandering. So he finally didn't move at all: "What do you want?"

Yu He stopped moving and stared into his eyes.

Qingcheng Xie's eyes seemed to be nothing but ruins as he said numbly and hollowly, "Do you still want to sleep with me?"

The voice is waveless, almost like a rag doll that has been tortured to the point of breakage.

Yu He's heart was pricked, but because of the surveillance that could be viewed at any time, he said, "Well, what else can you be used for nowadays but this?"

"...... Dongni An can't satisfy you anymore can you."

This is really want to fight ......?

Yu He stiffened more obviously, and his face sank, he seemed to want to say something, but finally just slightly clenched his back teeth, he stared unblinkingly at Qingcheng Xie's face, as if trying to see emotions other than indifference from Qingcheng Xie's face.

But it was not found.

Yu He finally did not say anything more to Qingcheng Xie, his kiss fell again, has changed from rude to tyrannical. He seems to want to vent some unspeakable pain in his chest, between the embrace, he pressed Qingcheng Xie's back against the cold glass window, his kiss is no longer like the release of love, but like the entanglement of hate.

The smell of blood is heavy, Yu He's eyes are also scarlet, chaotic entanglement, he pulled Qingcheng Xie to the edge of the bed, fiercely kissing him, the ferocity of the action more and more intense.

Finally he and Qingcheng Xie fell down in unison, he pressed Qingcheng Xie against the soft Simmons, and he lifted the snow-white quilt, wrapping both of them under the waves, caged in darkness.

Qingcheng Xie at this point has gradually become unclear whether Yu He these actions are from the heart, or to do for Wen Duan see.

He only felt his heart become heavier at these reactions of Yu He, beating with lead-like difficulty, and he could feel Yu He's emotional truth, that the hatred was not faked, no matter which purpose Yu He acted for.

So Qingcheng Xie clutched Yu He's wrist, so desperately and so hard, as if he would use up his last bit of strength to clutch him, even if his whole body would have no strength left. He seems to want to stop him, but also seems to be begging him.

Qingcheng Xie could not see Yu He's face at all in the absolute safety of the mattress, it was too dark and he was almost half blind. What is the use of you now?

Whether it's real or acted doesn't seem to matter at this moment.

Qingcheng Xie was originally stimulated in the dream, and now this body, which has carried too much, was finally stirred up by these words.

The overdose of RN-13, the subsequent side effects of serum No. 2, the mystery of the violent killing robots, the capture of Old Zheng ...... him with too much pressure and guilt ...... Qingcheng Xie suddenly went crazy and tried to push Yu He away, but one side The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the market.

He seems to have broken down.

He finally broke down.

The body reaction ...... hurts.

The sores in the heart that hurt.

His body is like a sponge soaked in pain, and all the pain and suffering is drilling into his body. He could not ask for forgiveness, so he could not tell the truth, he had nothing left ...... nothing left ......

Dad, Mom, Lao Qin, Xue Xie ......

Yu He ......

They all left him.

Never come back.

Qingcheng Xie was mad with pain, sick to his stomach, and crumbling like he was going to die. He wanted to scream and hiss and wail, but he couldn't make any sound ...... anything!!! He finally let out a broken whimper in his throat, and his whole body unconsciously grabbed Yu He's hand and clutched the bedding.

Black.

It's all black all around.

His lips opened and closed in the darkness, and kept opening and closing, but he could not make too loud a sound.

Yu He did not expect him to suddenly do so, also froze, he panicked, could not help but call his name while approaching him, leaning extremely close, listened several times, he finally heard Qingcheng Xie that inaudible hoarse utterance. Qingcheng Xie kept mumbling:

" Yu He ...... I can't see your face anymore ......"

The voice was actually choked with a broken sob.

"I can't see your face anymore ............!!!"

Yu He's heart trembled hard! It was only then that he realized that Qingcheng Xie's state was really too bad, and Qingcheng Xie couldn't bear to put up with such pain to play this drama with him any longer.

Qingcheng Xie is a person in the play, he is not a spectator.

He is going to be sore.

Yu He was indeed wrapped in strong resentment, but at this time, he looked at his body suddenly some crazy Qingcheng Xie, he suddenly realized -

In fact, Qingcheng Xie ...... is also a psychiatric Bola Ai patient.

For more than 20 years, Qingcheng Xie has experienced a lot of pain and suffering, but with her strong willpower, she has been able to suppress and seal the disease without any attacks.

And this moment ......

This moment, Qingcheng Xie seems to finally can't stand it, Yu He thought it was just a straw, but for Qingcheng Xie, it can trigger his heart snow mountain collapse like a shock.

"Qingcheng Xie ......" Yu He finally came back to his senses, his fingers clasped back to Qingcheng Xie's slightly trembling hand, he could no longer pretend anything, his other hand hugged him tightly, the two of them under the envelope of the goose down quilt. The two of them were hugging each other tightly without a gap under the goose down quilt, and he murmured in his ear over and over again, almost in a panic, " Qingcheng Xie, it's okay! It's okay! I did it for Wen Duan ...... I did it for Wen Duan ...... I didn't want to humiliate you ...... Qingcheng Xie, did you hear me? "

" Qingcheng Xie ...... did you hear that ......"

Yu He hugged him so tightly that he didn't even notice that even his own voice was trembling.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, do you hear me ......"

"......"

Qingcheng Xie was pressed and held by Yu He, as if the little fire dragon in his memory had come back, the little fire dragon that used to laugh and say I can warm your bed many years ago had swam to him from his dreams.

But the little fire dragon was clearly broken, no longer sticky back to the original ah ......

Can't stick back anymore!

Qingcheng Xie's eyes were lax and he was shaking slightly, while Yu He kept touching him and soothing him.

It was too dark under the covers, but he had no way to lift the covers and turn on the lights, they could only hold each other here, and they were only safe in the dark.

I don't know how long it took for the shivering to finally stop slowly on Qingcheng Xie's body.

Yu He raised his hand to touch his face.

The cheeks were so full of moisture that Yu He's hands shook uncontrollably.

"I can't see you ......," Qingcheng Xie said softly.

The voice was hollow and alarming to Yu He.

" Yu He ...... I can't see you anymore ......"

I haven't seen you since the night of the naval battle.

You do hate me, don't you.

I'm too desperate. I know that.

So how can I dare not say that I actually miss you ...... I remembered more than once that you walked up to me and took that piece of white yarn and said to me that I had dropped my stuff.

If you lose it, you can never get it back.

That time you, can never come back ......

His lips trembled and opened and closed noiselessly.

Yu He watched the heart hard, he hugged him tightly, the sheets under the two were soaked with sweat from the tangle.

He stroked his hair and called him over and over again, " Qingcheng Xie ...... don't be afraid ...... we are acting ...... are acting ...... I won't really hurt you ......"

His voice, like his body, was shaking slightly, and all the resentment and hatred that covered the surface was washed away, and the deepest truths of his heart were forced out.

"It's okay, it's okay. Now that you have me, you don't have to suffer through those injections or take any more risks. You're safe with me."

"You good ......" he gently kissed his sweaty forehead, "those words are false ...... have me in, have me to protect you ...... brother, don't be afraid ......"