Chapter 254: Mirror Hop (Grand Finale - Next)

"Click". Everything goes from light to dark, the screen goes out and the picture goes dark.

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At the writing desk, Yu He typed the words "End of the show" in front of the computer and then stood up...

He went out on the terrace, knocked a Marlboro, lit it, took a puff, and slowly exhaled the smoke of those memories.

Two years have passed.

Qingcheng Xie has been gone for two full years.

He still feels surreal sometimes, like he's having a nightmare that he hasn't woken up from yet. He always hears Qingcheng Xie calling him a kid.

But he is twenty-five years old.

Not really a brat anymore.

No one will ever call him a brat again.

Yesterday he met Team Zheng on the road. Old Zheng has retired, and Yu He was skateboarding in the park with his grandson when he met him. Old Zheng asked, "Is everything okay, now?"

Nothing good or bad.

Two years.

Xue Xie after the grief or to fight the spirit out of the shadow, Aunt Lai also slowly no longer easily can see sad.

Man Chen was sent to Europe by his family to recuperate from his injuries and mental health. Yu He later saw Man Chen's friend circle on Xue Xie's phone by accident.

Everyone else can start over, but not him.

But he said it's all good, don't worry.

What's wrong with that? The results of the trial have been implemented and the researchers, the criminals, have been sentenced to the appropriate prison terms - just like Yu He writes in the story.

Yu He wrote a book of everything they experienced, over a million words, and just wrapped it up.

He was able to restore the past as true as possible, thanks to the efforts of those in charge of the old Zheng.

Before the bombing of Dela Man Island, Er Wei and his team captured a machine that, after deciphering, stored a large number of mind files. Some of them had been collected very well, such as Zhilong Huang Duan Wen Man Chen Dongni An, and Dela Man had almost given them a backup of their entire brain memory.

Some are fragmentary data, like people like Er Wei. Dela Man is supposed to be interested in them and managed to scrounge up some information, but not much.

The deciphering of the machine requires the help of someone who is familiar with Dela Man, and the big leader in charge of the whole case finally comes to the realization that it is better to make good use of someone like Yu He rather than keeping him locked up. The leader then allowed Yu He to go.

Yu He has thus seen the innermost truth of many people.

The various human brain data stored by the Dela Man organization for many years allowed him to learn about the past of many people he met along the way, and to know roughly what those people were thinking at the time.

He then recounted everything he had experienced, known, and researched and interviewed over the years in this story of more than one million words.

With so much first-hand information, it's not difficult for Yu He to push the psychology and restore the old story. Yu He is very professional in this regard, his descriptions are realistic, and almost everyone's descriptions are objective and calm. The only exception is when writing about Qingcheng Xie.

When he writes about him, he can only do his best to be objective, but not calm. He always finds himself halfway through typing that he is already in tears, or laughing out with tears in his eyes.

For the past two years, Yu He has been reminiscing day after day, thinking of Qingcheng Xie in this way, thinking of the time when he was still there.

He has been living in the past, in the story.

Every day he walks in normal society, calmly treating people, to whom are indifferent, happy and angry in his face are not seen. Everyone is a little afraid of him, because he is too cold, so that people can not feel his body half of the breath of life.

But others do not know, in fact, every night he returned home, sitting in front of the computer to open the file, continue to remember the past, thinking about how Qingcheng Xie was at that time, writing his story with Qingcheng Xie, he is vivid, his face is with infinite vivid expression.

He felt that at this time, Qingcheng Xie seemed to be beside him again.

He would even see Qingcheng Xie make a cup of ginger tea and walk to his desk, putting the tea in his hand as if to say, "Kid, rest your eyes, you can't be so consumed by your youth.

He took the steaming cup of ginger tea, the mug was an out-of-print Nick Fox and Judy set of mugs he had collected from a second-hand website, and he obeyed, slowly finishing the tea.

"I'm writing the last chapter today." On the eve of the end, Yu He said to Qingcheng Xie's phantom sitting at his writing desk, "Do you think I should finish writing the future? Or should I just write until I visit you at your grave? ...... In fact, I know that the future will not be like what I have written, and I will not live to be 80 or 90."

He took another sip of hot tea and looked at Qingcheng Xie's figure.

Qingcheng Xie, whom no one can see, is the only one who can see.

"Because I'm going to come to you after I finish writing this book. Don't you look at me with such a reproachful look." Yu He laughed, "It's really too lonely to live alone."

"In these two years, as I recall every past event and think about what was inside you at that time, I feel that you are still alive and I can still see you. Even though there were times when I didn't know what you were thinking and I just left the blank there, as long as I was still writing, I felt like I could still touch you."

"But after I finished writing, I didn't know where to look for you." Yu He looked at Qingcheng Xie, who was sitting in another armchair in the study in silent silence.

He looked at the man's emaciated face.

"Brother, I'm going to finish telling this story tonight. Will you still be here tomorrow at ......?"

Qingcheng Xie did not speak, but looked at him with that look of concern and reproach.

"It's okay if you don't come over, I'll be looking for you soon." Yu He said softly, "As for the book, I will keep it in the archives ...... don't worry, I will delete all those contents ...... of both of us, I won't show it to others. That is a private manuscript that only I can read myself."

"I just think that many things cannot be said at the moment because they will involve all kinds of secrets and associate many people. But I believe in time. One day, everything can be declassified, and you no longer have to worry that because of you, Qin Lao will be subject to unexplainable slander ...... you no longer have to 'reputation water on the book'. I keep it and hope that by that time, they can do you justice."

"It doesn't make sense that you would give everything and even your own life and not get a good ending. There's not even a fair evaluation that belongs to you." Yu He said.

But Qingcheng Xie didn't seem to care about that. He sat in Yu He's chair, his eyes downcast, fiddling with the papers on his desk.

"Oh ......" Yu He saw his move, so he added, "Those are the follow-up business strategies of Meiyu Hospital, after President Lu died last year, I am helping his granddaughter to manage the hospital. The little girl is not very experienced, I am worried that she will take a detour, what she needs to do in the following years, and some advice to her, are in these materials."

"Don't worry, I know that's something you take very seriously, I've done all the planning."

But Qingcheng Xie still looked down at the files.

Yu He sat over and said to him very gently, "I write very simple, you can't read like this, I'll explain it to you ......"

He sat next to Qingcheng Xie's phantom and clicked on the abbreviations word by word, explaining their meaning.

He finished speaking.

Raise your eyes-

Qingcheng Xie has disappeared.

There was no one around him, no second person in the study, and no steaming cup of ginger tea.

Only the cursor leaping on the screen.

The cursor rested on the words "end of the play".

Yu He lowered his head, and after a while, he raised his hand and put his palm over the chair he had reserved for Qingcheng Xie. When he was writing about their past, he saw Qingcheng Xie's figure every night.

But he always felt that tomorrow night, Qingcheng Xie would not come back.

He clicked off the computer screen, went to the terrace, lit a cigarette and looked at the night sky - the night in Huzhou is almost starless, the light on the ground is too bright, sometimes the technology is too advanced society will forget nature, and gradually this forgetting as a habit.

He exhaled a puff of smoke.

At this time he actually understands Ya Zhuo, when a person loses the most important tie in the world, will do whatever it takes to get it back.

It can be let go simply because there are other options.

He didn't.

He even got bored with the world, knowing that there were always people in the shadows watching his every move. Whether he was a good man or not, ambitious or not, the existence of the blood compulsion was a threat to society. After Cuizhen Duan's death, some of those agents who were once in charge of this case will be left to keep an eye on him.

But the good news is that such days are almost over.

The day after Yu He wrote the whole story, he got up early.

He went to Strange Rain Lane, Xue Xie gave him the key and he used to come and clean Qingcheng Xie's house for the past two years, as if the man would come back at any time.

He was in the house and placed two small bowls of not-so-successful chicken soup wontons, one for himself and one to leave across the table.

After eating, he read at Qingcheng Xie's desk again for a long time, then got up to make tea and sweep the floor ......

He spent a perfectly ordinary day in his house, alone.

In the evening, he watched some TV and accidentally saw Li He, his half-brother, on a 13th-rate TV show that didn't get many ratings, talking about his past experiences. The young man grew up uneducated, and now he has no choice but to use his parents' and brother's business to make money. He secretly said a lot of bad things about Yu He on the show, and when he had nothing else to say, he made it up without naming anyone, in order to please some voyeurs and the show's crew. In the past, Yu He's temper would have made him pay for it.

But now Yu He doesn't want to care anymore.

He looked at the boy whose features were very similar to Wei Rong's and just felt that the other person was pathetic. He did not want to waste his time on tangling with such a person.

Life is precious and every second should be lived for the loved ones.

Yu He then turned off the TV and slept on Qingcheng Xie's bed, the bedding still seemed to have a faint scent of disinfectant on it, and he hugged Qingcheng Xie's quilt, as if he had hugged the man in this bed before.

He buried his face between the soft quilt and softly called out, "Brother ......"

Just curled up alone for the whole night.

He was satisfied.

This is his farewell to Qingcheng Xie.

He couldn't have lived to be eighty, as his own story says. His heart was dead, and his body would not last long. Waking up from Qingcheng Xie's bed the next morning, he freshened himself up carefully and changed into neat clothes, intending to go to the beach and put an end to everything there.

He spent half a day making other post-mortem arrangements and then boarded a train in the afternoon, taking no luggage with him, the only thing he carried with him was a paper rose, the one stained red with Qingcheng Xie's blood and bearing his name.

He placed his red rose close to his heart, and it accompanied him to the final point of everything.

His heart was at peace as he put on his headphones and listened to an old song he had once heard in a jazz bar, songs that were even upbeat, like the crisp golden sunlight leaping outside the train window.

"Long summer blooms on the branches ...... roses roses, I love you ......"

He laughed.

He remembered that Qingcheng Xie had once stepped on his foot while dancing.

The train arrived, he stepped off, it was a small fishing village by the sea, he booked a bed and breakfast, the house is painted in Greek style high gloss light blue, the door hanging snow white oars, life preservers, nautical signs as decoration, but finally let him decide to choose it as a place to spend the last night, is the owner in the small courtyard facing the sea planted a large endless summer hydrangea.

Those powder blue pink and purple hydrangeas, more brilliant than the color of the haze, adorn a gentle blue sea in early summer.

He decided to watch the sunset one last time and the sunrise again in this garden full of endless summer blooms.

He will then leave in the early morning to go to the steep sea cliffs below ......

Everything was well arranged, and he opened the door with the key given by his master and approached the courtyard.

"There you are."

Yu He was baffled for a moment. The booking website showed this as an independent B&B, not living with the owner. This is ......

When he looked up, the person he saw surprised Yu He even more, and his face sank.

"--how is it you."

Standing in front of him was a man wearing sunglasses and a flowered shirt, with the upper half of his body clearly vacation style, but the lower half of his body still not forgetting to wear a pair of field training pants and military boots.

He is the second brother of Dongheng Wei, a former member of Dreambreaker.

Yu He's every word carries a sting: "You followed me?"

"I arrived earlier than you, so I can't really be considered a stalker." Er Wei nodded at him and pulled two chairs out at the table in the open garden, "Almost three hours in the car, some water? Sit down and talk."

Yu He did not sit, eyes became unusually cold, hanging hands also seems to be stupid to move up.

Er Wei, an officer, was very perceptive, and with a glance of his afterimage, while pouring two glasses of lemonade at the light blue iron garden table covered with a snow-white tablecloth, he said, " After the destruction of Dela Man, we signed a pact with you, and some sub-psychic Bola Ai patients who showed signs of mutation, requiring you not to use your special powers except in extreme cases such as threats to your personal safety You are not allowed to use your special powers except in extreme circumstances such as threats to your personal safety, or you will be subject to a special secret trial."

When the lemonade was poured, he sat himself down on a garden chair and invited Yu He once again.

"Sit."

Saying that, his eyes fell on Yu He's hand, "I suggest that you should not use the blood compulsion on me."

"I don't care what the trial is." Yu He said coldly.

"I know." Er Wei said, "But I still suggest you sit down, have a cup of tea with me, and then consider whether you want to continue with the secret covenant. Also, I think your decision to give up your life can wait until that time."

"......"

Yu He's expression became more ugly.

He knew that the Dreambreakers were still monitoring his unusual behavior day and night, but he didn't think they'd even spy this.

"Are you guys bored enough to hire a psychologist to analyze my behavior."

"Yes." Er Wei actually admitted it graciously, he set up his legs, rested one hand on the back of the chair behind him, his expression was a bit gangly, and even smiled, "Does Mr. He want to reimburse us for the expenses?"

"Dreambreakers shouldn't be bad at this."

Er Wei lit a cigarette and pushed the lighter and cigarette case across the table to Yu He: "The dream-breakers are not bad, but the salary of the anti-suicide psychologist goes through our Wei family's private funds. If you want to be reimbursed, I have no problem at all."

Said and grinned.

"......" Yu He's brow furrowed slightly at this point, "The man your family hired?"

"A little interested, I guess." Er Wei licks his lips, dusts off his cigarette and takes two sips of water.

Yu He stared at him, his eyes unblinking, "What do you mean. Why should the Wei family care about this?"

"How about we have a candy bar first."

Er Wei did not answer, but suddenly touched a small square box from his pocket, the box is metal airtight, open to inside is a white marble so big pill.

Yu He : "...... this what?"

"Good stuff, it was just developed two days ago. It was almost too late." Er Wei said meaningfully, and even gave a tsk.

His appetizing way of talking has totally pissed Yu He off.

Yu He stood up expressionlessly and walked away with a sullen face.

"Hey, you don't leave." Er Wei is now a little anxious, "How do you go away at the drop of a hat, you used to be not so bad-tempered, at least pretend to be polite out ah."

"I don't want to pretend for a long time." Yu He said morosely, "If you want to say it, say it, if not you will not get in my way to see him."

"......" Er Wei thinks Yu He is now really can not afford to joke. So he straightened up: "I really can't tell you first, you take this medicine, as a sedative, okay? I'll tell you when you take it. Tell you immediately."

Meeting his cold eyes, Er Wei said, "You're not even afraid of death, so you're not afraid to eat a candy from me, right? Isn't it."

"......"

Yu He finally went up and stared at the pills for a while.

Although I don't know what Er Wei is selling in his gourd, but he is right in one statement, he is not even afraid of death - indeed, a person who is not even afraid of death, and what else will be afraid of.

Yu He tilted his head and swallowed the medicine.

Then he looked back at Er Wei: "You can speak now."

He watched Er Wei's mouth move in the harsh afternoon sunlight, and suddenly he couldn't hear anything else. He tried to stand up, but his body swayed and he fell straight down.

A fluttering sound.

Yu He's eyes went black and the last thing he remembered was a sharp twinge in his chest, and then his consciousness was cut off.

"Hello." Er Wei went around the table and checked Yu He's condition before dialing a number, "Well, yes, it's working. You guys come over and take a blood test, if the blood test is okay you can tell him the truth, I'm fucking exhausted, what kind of suffering is this, I have to fly back to work overtime for a fucking vacation in Hainan ......"

When Yu He woke up, he found himself still in the garden cottage, but had been moved to the bedroom on the second floor. Outside the bedroom window was already dark, and the distant lighthouse was flashing the wayfinding glow to the voyagers in a bright and dark way.

The hands on the wall had turned to after eleven o'clock in the night.

He was surrounded by a circle of those in white coats, and to his great discomfort, he was again tied up with therapeutic straps by these men.

The doctor in charge is actually known to Yu He, a distant cousin of Yu He. The cousin was invited by the Dream Breakers three years ago to join the healing work of the sub-psychotic Bola Ai patients in the society because he had handled many related cases in the acute care. He was a little embarrassed to face Yu He in this situation. He coughed and said to Yu He, "That, we will loosen it after explaining it to you."

Yu He's face had completely blackened: "What the hell do you want?

Several doctors affiliated with the dream-breakers, including Er Wei who was standing next to them, looked at each other, and finally all eyes fell on the only cousin with whom Yu He had so little blood relation that he might not be killed.

"......" cousin in the hope of the crowd, only slow to speak, "...... you still remember Lishen Xie? "

"Isn't he on death row." Yu He's eyes could almost be called ghastly, "Don't you tell me he was released."

"No, no, take it easy." The cousin hesitated again for a moment, first extending his hand as if he wanted to use sign language and Yu He gestures, but once he raised his eyes and hit Yu He's eyes, he put his hand down again, "Ahem, that, it's like this. ...... that you remember, you fell into the sea before, was saved by Dela Man, and then this Lishen Xie gave you a life-saving surgery, and then ......"

As if he had to take a big detour, his cousin told Yu He a very obscure and difficult story, and Yu He was already annoyed, his eyes were like on fire.

"He that surgery is actually not just to treat you, you know they are not that kind, it's mainly ......"

"All right." Er Wei also couldn't stand it anymore, he changed from leaning against the wall with his arms in his hands to standing up straight and walking to Yu He's bed.

My cousin was not too happy: "So you speak?"

Er Wei swept up his cousin and looked to be rolling his eyes before he finally did say, particularly dryly, " Qingcheng Xie is still alive."

"......"

"......"

Everyone did not expect him to show his hand with such a direct stab to the red heart, the room was silent.

Yu He's eyes were wide open and he looked at Er Wei in amazement, no blood left on his face.

Er Wei before he had emotional outbursts, quickly began to row / explosion: "You must calm down, then I can talk to you about the causes and consequences of this matter, we do not mean to deceive you, is really no way. The faster you cooperate, the sooner you can go to see him, understand? Although it is true that some people in the leadership in charge of the dream-breakers are full of caution against you, but you have to believe in either Commissar Wang, the Commander-in-Chief ...... and all of us, we have been protecting you and speaking for you all these years."

"......"

"Restrain yourself." Er Wei seemed calm, but he stared at Yu He who might storm out at any moment, and actually had a cold sweat on his back, "In order to see him earlier, you listen to me well, okay?"

Er Wei was relieved to see the scarlet in Yu He's eyes slowly drop down.

He sat down at Yu He bedside: "Here's the thing, it does start with that operation Lishen Xie performed on you three years ago ......"

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Three days later.

JFK International Airport.

With the help of the former Dreambreaker Commander, Yu He's visa was processed as quickly as possible and he boarded a shuttle bus from the hospital as soon as he got off the plane. On the way, Yu He had to do what the Dreambreaker Convention required, not to use the blood compulsion on the innocent bearded uncle to force him to speed.

He could not wait, he looked out of the window a flash has blurred into the shadows of foreign landscapes, his palms are sweaty, from the moment he got off the plane on the heartbeat accelerated to now he has produced a kind of vertigo, so he was about to suffocate.

He then understood why, within these two years, as long as he went to collect the complementary perspective, contact the former dream-breakers, even Xue Xie, is the Wei family, they will try their best to cooperate with him to tell the story in full at the same time, intentionally or unintentionally and he said that no matter how the days are going to go on.

The number of times he became very angry, he did not know why everyone is advising him to live well, as if there is any hope to live, especially Xue Xie, does she not understand that the loss of Qingcheng Xie for him is equal to the loss of what?

It wasn't until Er Wei told him the whole truth that day in the beach hut that he realized he had actually misunderstood everyone's good intentions -

Three years ago, he fell into the sea and was rescued by Dela Man.

Dongni An injected a potent targeted poison into his body while treating him.

After they had glimpsed Yu He's heart through hypnosis, they thought that Yu He, even if he was eventually willing to defect to the Dela Man organization, there was a great hidden danger of double agent/spy. And what Duan Wen meant at that time was that if the blood compulsion cast back to the Dream Breaker's side without any scruples, then he would rather not have this weapon and he had to directly take Yu He's life.

Dongni An then labeled this emotional target as "inner wholeness".

The people of Dela Man know very well that the moment Yu He is whole inside, it means that he has obtained all that he has been longing for and will have a happy and peaceful life for the rest of his life.

This must have been obtained when he betrayed Dela Man, sided with the Dream Breaker, and connected with Qingcheng Xie's heart and mind.

After Dongni An was caught, I don't know if it was because the Dream Breakers didn't leave him on the island to die, so he wanted to redeem himself by turning his death sentence into a life sentence, or if it was because his brain had been invaded by Weian Wei, who had somehow influenced him.

He tells the dream breakers that if Qingcheng Xie is finally saved and willing to be with Yu He, the dormant target poison will kick in when all of Yu He's wishes are fulfilled and his heart is filled with a great sense of satisfaction.

Yu He will die at the moment of happiness.

--This is the last chip Dongni An left on Yu He's back.

This move is really too poisonous and cruel and unusual.

Qingcheng Xie's feelings for Yu He were in Jingfeng Zheng's eyes, and after learning this secret, they had to make the decision to delay Yu He's poisoning immediately.

After several discussions, they think they can't lie to Yu He and say Qingcheng Xie doesn't like him, that would directly kill Yu He's hope of living, and love is something that can't be concealed. At the same time they can not say Qingcheng Xie amnesia, or vegetative, these are not feasible, as long as Qingcheng Xie is still alive, Yu He must not let go of him, then, Yu He may not only seriously interfere with patient treatment, things are also very easy to help, and a help will directly trigger the poison to make Yu He die, they can not afford to gamble.

So they had no choice but to choose the lesser of two evils and told Yu He that Qingcheng Xie was dead.

Qingcheng Xie was really dying at that time, his life was hanging by a thread, and the big leaders had already prepared to bury him as a martyr, and the tomb was being built.

The leaders were indeed prepared to keep Yu He cruelly locked up until Qingcheng Xie's death and burial. However, Qingcheng Xie's illness was repeated and he was getting better, and finally it seemed that he would not die for a while. In this case, Er Wei thought about it, but still ruthlessly finished the tomb, as if Qingcheng Xie had indeed been buried.

Yu He was held by his superiors and could not attend the "funeral", which they were able to conceal.

In this way, after three or five years, the dream-breaker will let Dongni An in the prison develop the antidote for this targeted poison as soon as possible, and when the antidote is given to Yu He to take, it will be the time when they can tell the truth.

This solution is very, very cruel, and both Yu He and Qingcheng Xie will be tortured, but it is the least harmful way for both of them.

The only variable is that Yu He will lose control and will not think straight - but this does not usually happen when Yu He still has a thought, so Lao Zheng makes an effort to apply for a visit and forwards Qingcheng Xie's letter, thus stimulating his desire to get out. Then Dean Lu gave him Qingcheng Xie's and Ciyan Qin's notes, giving him the task and reason he had to live. Er Wei also sent a psychologist to keep an eye on Yu He in case of accidents.

In the end, perhaps as fate would have it, Yu He was able to develop a targeted antidote after all the sub-psychiatric Bola Ai patients had recovered, two days after he had written his story and two days before he had indeed done everything to prepare to go with Qingcheng Xie.

"He's the one who told me to make sure I watch you. He was the one who told me to tell him about you every single day."

Yu He looked at Er Wei with red eyes, and Yu He knew who "he" was, without saying his name. But he still couldn't believe it. After six hundred days and nights of pain, he was suddenly told that there was still hope for him in this world, and he was too timid to believe it.

Er Wei continues, "He is now secretly living in a hospital in the United States, undergoing rehabilitation. He originally refused to accept an organ donor transplant because his organs were failing, and saving one of his organs might have saved the lives of several or even a dozen others. But we told him about your condition when he woke up. We told him that if you died, Yu He would definitely not survive. We said that you could only last a few years, so many years for his 'last wish'."

"He loved you very much." Inside the hut at the time, Er Wei finally told a long-suffering Yu He, "I showed him the video of you standing alone and staring at his grave, and he couldn't take it anymore. He said he chose to live. He wanted to stay with you."

"Just the one time in his life he was selfish."

Qingcheng Xie was indeed in a coma in China, in addition to the seriousness of his injuries, but also the failure of many organs throughout his body, although he finally said before that his ability to adapt can make him accept any organ transplant, but the operation is very difficult, and must be operated by a medical team with sufficient rn-13 research experience, even MeiYu can not.

After Dela Man's demise, the only hospital in the United States that has this level of expertise is the one where Qingcheng Xie was admitted.

The original body function of Qingcheng Xie was already severely damaged, even if he received a transplant, it would only last for three or two years at most, and those organs would fail rapidly again.

Blood compulsion cells and the first royal cells belong to the same class of branches, but the blood compulsion is an extremely strong, overbearing existence, for the decaying first royal flesh and blood, it is constantly assimilating and combining at the same time, mutation and reorganization ...... medical things are very complicated, but in short it is Yu He's cells that affect Qingcheng Xie's cells, as long as no more indiscriminate rn-13, Qingcheng Xie will slowly recover.

For the first time, Yu He is grateful for the pain he suffered for 25 years and the disease he suffered, because it finally became the antidote to save his loved ones.

He is the only one in the world who can do it.

So in fact, Qingcheng Xie was really with Yu He every day for the past two years. Although he couldn't contact Yu He even though he was suffering for the sake of his life, he watched Yu He's news and videos from home every day in his hospital room.

He watched Yu He's pain in loneliness, he watched in torment the way Yu He couldn't let go of him all the time. In order to end this cruelty as soon as possible, he cooperated more actively than ever with the treatment, the fire of life rekindled in his heart, and he was determined, step by step, beyond measure, to get himself out of the edge of death.

Yu He also relied on the thoughts Qingcheng Xie left for him in China, and lasted day after day, until two years later he felt that everything had been accounted for, and he decided to give up his life to accompany each other.

"Although Qingcheng Xie did not say." Er Wei said, "But I know very well that if one day, during these two years, something happened to you. I didn't have the means to pass on your news to him in time, then he wouldn't be able to hold on."

"His treatment is a thousand times more painful than chemotherapy, but as long as he sees you still hanging on in the country, he says he's fine, he doesn't feel the pain. He said he would heal well and wait to meet you."

"He has been bracing himself for inhuman torture, not bowing to death and hardship, just for this day. The day he could be reunited with you."

Sitting in the car on the way to the hospital in New York, Yu He thought back to Er Wei's words at that time, and without realizing it, tears once again filled his face.

He clutched his phone, which had a record of Qingcheng Xie's calls and messages with him over the past few days - yes, he had received a video screen from Qingcheng Xie in that coastal hut on the night he took the antidote.

When he saw that person in the phone, it was as if he saw a dream, a mirror of water and moon.

But Qingcheng Xie looked at him so real, Qingcheng Xie looked at him and could not say anything, both of them were speechless, Yu He looked at him and looked at him, his eyes were red.

He said, almost emotionally timid, "Is it ...... you? ......"

The voice is very soft and well behaved.

Like a real, twenty-something year old. There is still infinite hope in life.

Knowing that Yu He was already the evil dragon in chains and that he would not harm anyone else, the dream-breakers unbound him and quietly retreated, leaving space for them.

Qingcheng Xie did not answer his words, Qingcheng Xie in the video and Yu He said the first sentence is with infinite heart shock and reproach, but that reproach sounds very sad and gentle: "You are really going to jump into the sea? Why so stupid ......"

He choked up as he touched the screen, which was warm, as if he had actually touched the face of someone who was miles away.

His fingers touched the cheeks of the man in the screen, the side of his ears, his lips, the bridge of his nose, and finally fell on those beautiful peach blossom eyes. His fingertips were trembling as he spoke to Qingcheng Xie in the video, "Brother ...... your eyes ...... are your eyes real?"

"It's an implantable bionic prosthetic eye, just developed here, and unlike ordinary prosthetic eyes, it's true that you can see ...... do twenty hours of ocular nerve mimicry reconstruction surgery."

Yu He laughed again, smiling with tears all over his face, and he murmured, "Technology is such a good thing."

Qingcheng Xie thought about it, and it was perhaps the first time in his life that he had spoken to someone in love.

The science guy said, "It's not as good as you."

Yu He broke into tears and he said, "I'm not good. I'm obviously so humble, but I have to like ......"

He did not say the snow in the sky. Although he never thought that the snow in the sky was only Qingcheng Xie.

He looks like he wants to make up for the pain and regret he felt during the Dela Man battle two years ago.

He looked at him and said, "And yet still have to like the early morning light ......"

Qingcheng Xie paused for a moment.

After a moment, on the other side of the screen, he said gently, "It's okay if it's snow from the sky. I know what you mean."

Yu He still smiled, but shed more tears.

"I've watched you and stayed with you for two years." Qingcheng Xie said, " Yu He , I will not misunderstand you again."

"...... hmm."

"I know your heart."

Yu He nodded with a tearful smile, "Yes."

"Be good, don't cry."

"Well ......"

.

The car has arrived.

The hospital gate opened slowly, and the scenery outside the window changed to a large lake and lawn, the sunlight jumped on the vast meadow, the swans walked through the sparkling lake, Yu He lowered the car window, the air was a gentle sweet smell of early summer. On the way to the parking space, Yu He suddenly saw a familiar figure under a big tree by the lake.

His heart beat wildly at once, as if to break free of his chest and run out in an instant.

He ignored the car was not parked, half of his body had already poked out the window: " Qingcheng Xie ...... Qingcheng Xie!!!"

There was no mistaking the figure, even though it was so far away, even though the man was standing under a tree looking at Swan Lake, even though he was wearing the same hospital gown as all the patients who were convalescing here, Yu He recognized it immediately - it was the one person he would never mistake in his life.

It is a treasure that cannot be replaced by anyone or anything else in his life.

" Qingcheng Xie ---!!!"

He leaned out of the window, shouting, crying and laughing, drawing stunned and astonished looks from the people on the lawn.

That's right ......

The man under the tree heard the voice, his shoulders suddenly stiffened, and then, he turned back to the ......

In that moment, the sunlight poured in a million.

It's him ...... it's him!!! It's the one standing in front of him alive ......

The youth, as if suddenly remembering something, turned back from the car seat and took out the hydrangea bouquet he had brought, handing it to the tall, thin figure that was distant, but striding towards him in the warm sunlight.

Suddenly, the wind blew, the hydrangea on the thin covering of the yarn was once again lifted, the snow-white gauze floating, swinging, with the wind raised ......

Finally, the white veil fell gently on Qingcheng Xie's head, like a light snowfall.

"Qingcheng Xie ......" Yu He sobbed and laughed again, and finally choked up.

The driver seemed moved by his emotions, and despite not knowing what Yu He was talking about, the foreigner gave up on the idea of pulling into the required parking space, kindly pulled over and pressed the handbrake, smiled at him, and signaled that he could get out.

Yu He quickly said thank you to him, the car door opened, he clutched the bouquet, wiped the tears, and ran out like flying. He had no rules, stepped over the flower bed, over the railing, stumbling and stumbling, like the teenager who fell passionately in love with Qingcheng Xie at the age of nineteen, with infinite joy and happiness, dashing towards the man who was coughing gently in place, ready to pull down the light veil.

He ran up to him, gasping for breath, chest pounding, and he stopped in front of him.

There are already onlookers around who have moved from shock to laughter.

But Yu He doesn't care.

He looked at the man in front of him with amazingly bright eyes, at Qingcheng Xie's emaciated but bloodied face, at his slim but still tall body, at his real presence, at the peach blossom eyes that were almost like yesterday's when he looked up at him through the snow-white veil, under the light veil.

The sound of snow is close to the bamboo.

Yu He didn't know whether to give him the hydrangea in his arms or to hug him first. He had just stumbled, and now he was shivering, he was excited and reckless, like the teenager who had never changed.

Finally Qingcheng Xie lifted his hand to lift the snow-white and tangled veil and looked at him under the white veil -

The sun shone down over the Swan Lake, and the gauze was blown by the gentle summer breeze, dropping down to the shoulders in a tangle of emotions. The world has a thousand beautiful scenery, Qingcheng Xie only look at Yu He's eyes, after a long time he smiled, he never looked so good, even Yu He first saw him twenty-one years old, but not such a lifetime can not forget the handsome, fascinating.

Endless summer clusters between them, endless red and endless purple, endless blue and endless summer. The door to the heart of that year finally opened slowly, and the child walked into the study and found Dr. Xie sitting in front of the window in the pervasive sunlight.

The child who met his doctor, the teenager who reunited with his professor, the young man who crossed thousands of miles to finally come to his beloved -

Next to the sparkling lake, the two actually did not dare to get too close to each other for a while.

Yu He stood mute, Qingcheng Xie looked at Yu He who was close at hand.

Finally, it was the man who raised his hand first, and the fingers were warm, touching Yu He's face. His heart was beating rapidly, and his voice was hoarse, but he was still smiling - why not, the future is all straight.

His eyes were bright, looking at him in a watery vision, and when they reunited, he was still very fatherly, and would smile like an elder, wiping the tears rustling down Yu He's face. But at the reunion, he already had a tenderness he had never had in his life, and he said to the precious treasure before him, "Hello, kid."

Yu He gasped, his eyes seemed to have all the fire and stars of the world in them. He turned his face sideways and allowed his cheek to press against Qingcheng Xie's palm.

That warm palm ah ...... nothing can replace.

Yu He's eyes were red, staring at Qingcheng Xie's face, seemingly with infinite grievance and infinite expectation, the little beast like rubbing his fingertips.

"Hello ......" he smiled with tears, choked, his eyes all dense but also refused to blink, he just looked at him, how can not see enough like, he to this will never leave their own, raspy, said the most important three words in his life, " Qingcheng Xie . "Qingcheng Xie."

He smiled and laughed and sobbed, unable to stop murmuring, "Hello ...... Qingcheng Xie ...... Hello, Qingcheng Xie ... ..."

Seventeen years ago, I'm glad I met you.

Seventeen years later, I'm glad that I can meet you again.

-- when he gives him his hand and he holds it tightly.

When he said, "Hello, kid.

When he replied, "Hello, my Qingcheng Xie.

When he returned to him, the wind was calm and the waves were clear for all the miles. The gap in his heart is finally complete, the sick book slowly closes, he has been healed by him in the past, he will be healed by him for the rest of his life.

No one is a patient or an alien anymore.

That endless summer, at last, will never wither again.

--End of text--

Postscript:

This book is based on Mr. Yu He's old manuscript, and is rewritten with the FTL archaeological decoder developed in the previous year for internal testing only by the Department of Historical and Cultural Research.

The decryptor confirmed that Mr. Yu He's old manuscript was rigorous and fair, and did not stigmatize anyone for personal grievances, nor did he cover up his faults. After the reunion of Mr. He and Mr. Xie, Mr. Qingcheng Xie also reviewed and enriched the manuscript, corrected some lines and filled in the corresponding gaps from an objective perspective.

Many readers have been interested in Mr. Yu He's private manuscripts for a long time because of the fact that Mr. Yu He had revealed them, but since these contents are private and cannot be examined with an archaeological decoder, I took the liberty of asking Mr. He if I could reveal a few things when I was writing my biography. Mr. He took one look at Mr. Xie and rejected me with a smile, so I had to extend the use of "......" in Mr. He's old manuscript to show that the content was deleted.

The private manuscript is precious, detailing the love and affection of the two gentlemen, but unfortunately it can only be replaced by an ellipsis, unable to show the details, which is a pity from my point of view as a biographer of everything. But when I think that Mr. He and Mr. Xie have the complete contents themselves, and that there is a complete version in the world, and that the two gentlemen can read it together in the night rain, I have some comfort.

As I walked out of Mr. He's Huzhou villa after the last interview, I saw a freshly mowed lawn, the grass was green, and the lawn was lined with brilliant hydrangeas in full bloom.

The sun was shining, exactly as it had been when they first met.

I think, among you readers, if anyone has the chance to pass by that villa, then they must also be able to see at a glance, there, is where they met.

Meat buns don't eat meat

April 21, 2065