Chapter 25: I kissed him

" Xie Qingcheng ...... What do you want?"

It is only logical that a doctor, as an elder, should offer appropriate comfort at this time.

But not Xie Qingcheng.

He lowered his head, blindfolded He Yu, and let He Yu's large hands tighten around his arms.

Xie Qingcheng said: "I tell you He Yu. I don't have much patience with you. I have exhausted all my patience in talking to you properly, so don't be insensitive and look at me with such a disgusting gaze. Close your eyes and calm down for a while. Don't think about such things."

"......"

Xie Qingcheng's force is strong, pressing against him, and his words are not comforting, but it is as if a powerful force has passed through his hands and into He Yu's heart.

He Yu slowly moved, his mind still dizzy, and he just sat there, in this blindfolded position.

After a moment, he blinked. The eyelashes move in the palm of Xie Qingcheng's hand.

Xie Qingcheng felt him calming down a little and was about to relax a little when he suddenly noticed that in addition to the bruise on his wrist, He Yu also had a small bruise on the side of his cheek.

Xie Qingcheng was speechless: "What happened to your face? ...... You're shooting a scene and you're hurting yourself on your face?"

"...... I knocked it on a rocky slope when I was walking the play."

"You think I'll believe you again?"

He Yu: "...... don't believe it forget it. You get out."

He Yu urged him on, as his consciousness began to grow more and more chaotic again out of irritation.

The young man's thin lips, exposed beneath Xie Qingcheng's palm, opened and closed, almost struggling to stay awake: "Get out."

Xie Qingcheng was really angry at seeing him like this: "I'll say it to you one last time, He Yu ."

"Even if you think I may not understand you, that I can't empathise with you. But I'm telling you, there's no shame in having to treat your illness. If you feel uncomfortable, you can ask for pain relief, if you can't breathe, you have to take your medicine on time, if you think it's bitter, you can squeal, you can eat sugar, no one will blame you for asking for something sweet. You don't have to push yourself. And you shouldn't hurt yourself."

"......"

"You're only nineteen, He Yu. To put it bluntly you're not even of legal marriageable age, you're just a child. You can cry out in pain, you can ask for sweets, and no health care worker will laugh at a patient who is afraid of pain and suffering."

"Cheng Kang, you should be happy to have come back from the dead after all the dangers of the asylum, what is it that is worth being so unhappy about?"

He Yu did not speak, leaning against the wall, his chest rising and falling slowly.

Xie Qingcheng just watched him, watched his breathing slow down, watched his nostrils turn from heavy to shallow. He Yu's eyes were covered and he could not see the look in those almond eyes at the moment, but it seemed to him that He Yu was struggling less than he had earlier.

Xie Qingcheng hesitates for a moment, lifts his other hand and brushes the young man's sweat-drenched hair from his forehead.

He Yu shrinks back a little.

A clear touch comes from the palm of your hand.

Xie Qingcheng was stunned - he felt his palms moisten.

He could not be sure, nor did he dare to be sure, for he had hardly ever seen He Yu actually shed a tear, at most a red circle around his eyes, and for a moment he was afraid to let go of his hand, and he even wondered if he had misperceived it.

But what he didn't know was that his words would cause He Yu, who was already drunk, to fall into a sea of dreams and wakefulness.

He Yu thought of Xie Xue.

Xie Xue had said similar things to him.

When he was a child, she cocked her head and asked the boy who had been seemingly polite but in fact loving towards her.

"Aren't you happy, brother?"

"......"

"I heard that my brother and your dad know each other and he's here to help your dad with his work for your family, and we'll both see each other a lot in the future."

The little girl said, taking his hand, "I'll tell you what, if you're not happy, you can ask my brother for chocolate, and unless you have cavities and can't eat much dessert, he won't laugh at you and won't refuse you. I always ask him for chocolates, look! I even asked for one this morning!"

She said, digging into the pocket of her little flowery dress and pulling out a milk chocolate, and she cracked a smile and shoved the sweet, soft chocolate into his cold palm.

"It's for you, even though you have a big house, you don't have the chocolate my brother gave me."

"......"

"My name is Xie Xue and your name is He Yu, right? You've eaten my chocolate, so you're my friend."

"......"

"Be happy from now on, oh, and if you're not happy, come and play with me, I'm the best at making people happy. I can keep you company all day ......"

Children are the most easily satisfied, for them a whole day is enough, a very long time, almost the equivalent of a lifetime in adult terms.

So, children will talk about an entire day in solemn terms, while adults, on the other hand, will talk about a whole lifetime in lighter terms.

In his drunken stupor, He Yu thought it was still the same afternoon ten years ago.

He and Xie Xue both have a long, long day ahead of them.

He Yu sighed, and after a moment he suddenly tightened his grip, taking Xie Qingcheng's radial wrist and pulling down, inch by inch, the hand Xie Qingcheng had covering his eyes without denying it.

The warm light pours into the young man's dull, dull eyes, and for a moment, perhaps because of the discomfort of going from dark to light, He Yu's gaze appears a little slack.

Suddenly he was a little confused as to who the person in front of him was.

He was quiet for a while.

And Xie Qingcheng, at such a close distance, clearly sees his own reflection in those almond eyes.

"These words ......," He Yu whispered at last.

He stared at him, but his vision had become a little hazy and out of focus.

"You've said that to me before."

Xie Qingcheng frowned, feeling vaguely out of place as the young man's warm, alcoholic breath sprayed into every pore of his body.

But he did not know that He Yu's mind was recalling his first meeting with Xie Xue, nor did he know that He Yu was almost delirious and confused. He only thought that He Yu's words were incomprehensible and inexplicable.

"I want to know now how long you can stay with me again if I'm very upset."

"......"

"How long?"

Xie Qingcheng snapped back, "What kind of stuff are you babbling about ......"

"I'm asking you a question."

"......"

"Answer me."

He Yu's tone at this point was already a little unkind, too forceful, and he looked at him with a wolf-like gaze that he had never seen before, as if the male beast was looking at a female who was determined to leave him. It was a look that he had never exposed in front of Xie Qingcheng before.

Xie Qingcheng instinctively felt a chill run down his neck, and even as tough as he was, he was already feeling sick.

"You're drunk. He Yu: you get up first."

The wine had a strong aftertaste and He Yu's consciousness was becoming more and more confused. He hmmed but didn't let go, supporting his face to look into his eyes, his gaze gradually hazing: "You lied to me, and you took me for a fool."

"......"

Under this gaze, Xie Qingcheng feels increasingly tense, the primal genes deep in his flesh and blood begin to sound the siren of danger.

He finds that he can't communicate with He Yu anymore.

He Yu's current semi-epileptic state makes him an island, his whole being closed off, saying only what he wants to say and refusing to let others pry into his heart.

At the same time, Xie Qingcheng realises that this is not He's house, there are no restraining straps and no special tranquilliser pins.

He should not be alone with such a He Yu at all.

Now that He Yu has taken his medicine, it will be too strong and he will be asleep in a while, so it is better to wait until he is more awake in the morning.

Xie Qingcheng then tried to get up, "Forget it, then you can rest by yourself tonight-"

But unfortunately, his understanding came a little too late, as his hand was gripped tightly by He Yu, who never let go of it by half an inch.

He Yu kept staring into his eyes.

Xie Qingcheng's eyes are the most similar to those of his sister Xie Xue.

Xie Xue's peach blossom eyes are very warm, always releasing her curiosity and eagerness for life, while Xie Qingcheng's peach blossom eyes are very cold, obviously the most loving eyes in the world, but his aura has made them look sharp and cold.

He Yu would never have gotten confused if it were normal.

Now, however, he was in a low state of mind, drunk, and the hotel lights were not on brightly, drowsy and disoriented, but the eyes of a thirsty sleeper.

As He Yu watched, he finally lost all sense of perspective.

"Good. You have to go, don't you?"

"What are you doing."

Without answering, the youth asked again, "I'm asking you. You're leaving aren't you."

Xie Qingcheng struggled to break his grip: "What the hell are you doing?"

He Yu looked down and snorted. He was a very proper looking man, but when he didn't control himself, the sickly and evil aura in his bones would come out at will.

Xie Qingcheng looked at the thin smile at the corner of his lips and suddenly felt a shiver run down his spine.

He rose abruptly, ready to get up and leave, but his legs only had time to take a step before his wrist was once again "snapped" by the youth.

Before Xie Qingcheng knew it, he was being pulled close by a powerful young male force, and He Yu got up, clutched Xie Qingcheng's wrist with one hand and his waist with the other, and almost recklessly pushed him against a nearby tea bar table!

The back of Xie Qingcheng's head hit the hard coffee table with a thud and he grunted, dizzy: "He Yu...!"

It was as if the dragon in his lair, curled up in slumber and ignoring the intruder, had suddenly run out of patience and opened its horribly jagged wings and slashed its claws across the cave wall, pushing the intruding sacrifice onto the stone bed in a rain of falling stones.

The next moment it is about to rip the blood out of the veins and bury the teeth in the neck.

But with Xie Qingcheng's strength, it was not impossible for him to break free at this point. Unfortunately, Xie Qingcheng was too straightforward and his first reaction was to think that He Yu's bloodlust was coming back to haunt him, so he missed his last chance to escape.

The cordboard of the floor lamp was tugged by the stumbling steps of the two men and the lamp thudded on the thick carpet, going dark. At the same time Xie Qingcheng and He Yu tripped and fell, with He Yu pinning Xie Qingcheng heavily against the centre of the table.

Breathing is ragged and alcohol is pervasive.

In the darkness of the night, there is only a slight outline visible through the city lights outside the window, and He Yu's eyes trace it carefully, falling on those familiar peach blossom eyes.

In the night, drunkenly, many things are blurred, He Yu looks down into those eyes close at hand, and the cracks in his heart begin to grow violently.

He lowered his head, and all the resentment, pain, emptiness and secret love that he had suppressed for so long broke through the sedimentary rock at this moment, turning into heartbreak, into trembling eyelashes, into the hand that clasped Xie Qingcheng's wrist in death, and into a hot tear that fell from his eyes.

Where the hot tear fell, He Yu does not know.

But Xie Qingcheng's struggle came to a halt.

He felt something warm land on his chest.

"He Yu: you ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the young man who was choking with his head hanging down above his chest suddenly took the back of his head and, with his eyes closed, sought it out, and his warm, slightly wet lips took his cool lips in a sudden grip.

"!!!"

Xie Qingcheng's eyes widened as he was struck by lightning and his mind went blank as time stood still.

In the confusion he could not perceive anything, not even the consciousness of pushing He Yu away turned. He Yu was kissing him, his breath hot. The force of the kiss was like nothing he had ever felt before, intense and hot, urgent and mournful.

It's not that Xie Qingcheng had never kissed anyone before, he and Li Qiu Ruo had slept together, but he was quite cold and Li Qiu Ruo was reserved, it was like they were acting together, there was nothing passionate about each other.

Now he is caught off guard by the hot breath of an adolescent boy on his lips as he is pressed against him. The kisses of young boys are not the same as those of adults, they are not tactful, but they are terribly hot.

"Wha--!"

A young man's desire is too straightforward to be restrained, as if he will die helpless if you don't help relieve him. But if you don't have time to pull back, his heat will even be so unbridled that it will melt your bones.

Xie Qingcheng's brain nerves snapped in an instant.

He thought he was going mad, was this real or a nightmare? It was only when another tear fell from He Yu, this time on his cheek and down his face into his hair, that Xie Qingcheng was suddenly awakened from this shocking act of immorality and fiercely resisted. He Yu took him for a stand-in for Xie Xue and was reluctant to let go of him, choking him by the neck, separating him a little before kissing him again.

Xie Qingcheng's strength was great, but the event had hit him so hard that before he knew it He Yu had the upper hand over him and was even holding him by the waist and leading him to the bed.

"He Yu ...... He Yu ! You fucking look at it ...... I fuck ......" Xie Qingcheng a big man, of course, can not stand this kind of thing, he came out of the room very casual, this time still wearing the hotel bathrobe, He Yu's He Yu's hand was on the side of his waist through a thin layer of fabric, and his palm carried an unmistakable heat.

Xie Qingcheng's scalp was numbing, although he had started to resist and was a full 180 adult male, He Yu was younger and taller than him, don't look at this bunny with his beautiful red lips and white teeth, but he worked out well, his abs were visible with his shirt off and his strength was actually very scary.

He Yu has the upper hand from the start and it's not so easy for Xie Qingcheng to break free when he wakes up, and it's He Yu's first fucking kiss.

What is the concept of an unmarried nineteen year old virgin, sexually repressed for so many years, having a first time relative?

It would be no different from an animal that opens its meat in a disaster year.

Even though He Yu was drunk, sick and unconscious this time, he felt comfortable and stimulated, and he pulled Xie Qingcheng's hair violently, forcing him not to escape.

Sensing that Xie Qingcheng's struggles were not easy to deal with, the boy who had tasted the flesh did not let him go, so he simply moved his hand out of his hair and choked Xie Qingcheng hard at the back of his neck.

Xie Qingcheng kicks up and He Yu takes it, but uses the force to push down on the man who was refusing to go to bed...!

"You-!"

Xie Qingcheng felt the sky spin around and his whole body fell heavily onto the soft spring mattress before He Yu rolled down on him.

Xie Qingcheng's chest is tense, the shock is too great, the pupils are tightly contracted ......

He was lying on He Yu's bed, which even had a few high school uniforms that He Yu had changed out of in the last few days on the set, unwashed and smelling of teenage sweat, and a few of He Yu's half-read textbooks next to his pillow.

He Yu is truly indistinguishable, his consciousness completely led by desire, stifling a death grip on Xie Qingcheng's neck, staring at him, waiting for him to lose a little of his strength beneath him.

After ten seconds or so, Xie Qingcheng's face was red from pinching, and for a moment He Yu's eyes were so terrifying that it looked as if he wanted to gouge out Xie Qingcheng's peach blossom eyes.

But after that moment had passed, he suddenly became particularly helpless and desperate again. He was stunned for a moment and slowly let go of Xie Qingcheng's choked neck ......

The air refilled Xie Qingcheng's lungs and Xie Qingcheng breathed heavily, coughing violently, "Cough cough cough...!!!"

"...... I'm sorry ......" He Yu seemed to sober up a little, his eyes were confused and he said to him, but actually to "her " said, "I'm sorry ...... I didn't mean to...I didn't mean to hurt you...I just ...... "

He didn't know what to say, but he lowered his head and slowly closed his eyes, rubbing the tip of his nose against the side of Xie Qingcheng's neck, kissing it over and over again where he had pinched the finger marks.

Rolling lips murmured against his arteries, "I didn't mean to hurt you ......"

He Yu kissed him on the neck and gazed at him again, kissing Xie Qingcheng's lips once more, hotly and unresistingly, holding him in his arms, his hands deep in Xie Qingcheng's messy black hair, forcing him to endure his kisses and plunder ......

This time he tried to pry open his teeth and wrap his tongue around them!

Xie Qingcheng couldn't stand it any longer and bit He Yu's lip so hard that the smell of blood spread. He took the opportunity to turn his face away from the youth's overheated breath and cursed at He Yu.

"Are you fucking crazy? Let go of ......! You're out of your mind from drinking so much, get your ass up!"

But the hand that had been pushed against He Yu's chest was clasped by the youth, and his fingers were interlocked.

Xie Qingcheng's scalp tingled with goose bumps and he almost gave He Yu a shoulder tackle.

And that's when He Yu's third tear fell.

Falling in front of his eyes.

The touch of He Yu's fingers is followed by the rubbing of Xie Qingcheng's peach blossom eyes.

Xie Qingcheng didn't have time to say another curse before he heard He Yu's soft sigh, his eyes blurred as he looked at Xie Qingcheng's face and flexed his fingers, touching the man's cheek: "Xie ......"

There was a pause and a softness in the back of the voice.

So Xie Qingcheng only heard the word 'Xie', but not the word 'Xue' that followed it.

"......"

He Yu had already leaned down, his broad shoulders crushing Xie Qingcheng beneath him, his head tilted to the side and he murmured softly on the side of his neck, "I like you ......"

"I really like you ......"