Chapter 31: He is so shameless

Not pure milk is left out.

Qingcheng Xie's own take-out order is two buns, one with meat and one with vegetables.

Yu He does not like to eat meat buns, think too much meat is too greasy, but give him vegetable buns, he felt that people do not wash the leaves carefully, that posture and the old society lord's aunt like. He finally opened the refrigerator with a cold face and found a bag of wontons from the freezer.

Brother Xie asked Aunt He: "The neighbor next door wrapped it, the last bag, pure natural pollution-free, this is it, do you want to eat?"

Aunt He's gaze glanced at big brother's eyes, identifying that the big man in charge had reached the threshold of patience.

After all, he is here to relax, really want to Qingcheng Xie annoyed, for their own benefit.

So Yu He smiled, that beautiful handsome face looks surprisingly also some introspective meaning - although it is pretend.

"Then I will trouble you."

The next scene is a magical reality in the world of volunteerism.

Only to see the consoled widow Dr. Xie gloomy face, tightly pursed thin lips, holding a wooden-handled spoon in front of the induction stove to guard the pot of water boiling.

The student volunteer, Yu He, stood as far away from Qingcheng Xie as possible in a straight line. The gentleman is far away from the kitchen, he just rightly, quietly and indifferently, surveyed the house.

Yu He junior high school, followed Xue Xie came a few times, when Ruoqiu Li is still in it, the house with Qingcheng Xie and her wedding photo.

Now the photos are gone.

But it seems that not only Ruoqiu Li's photos, there are several locations where the old photos removed traces obviously earlier, do not look carefully can not see, Yu He felt that he came to junior high school when these photos may have been gone, just then his attention were on Xue Xie, did not pay too much attention.

"Do you want vinegar?" Qingcheng Xie asked him.

"Yes." Yu He said, "I'll add it myself."

The house is very quiet, through the wall, you can hear the small movement of neighbors living in the snail's pace. People in the world are like cells in the body, operating at different times, the cells have different cycles of metabolism, and people live in their own rhythm. When the East family is washing dishes and chopsticks, the sound of the fire on the West family's stove is just beginning to sound.

Yu He leaned against the window pane and saw a chameleon crawling across the window sill.

He reached out his hand, the chameleon was actually not afraid of him, and let him touch its head.

Yu He This person's aura is such that cold-blooded animals are never very close to him and do not avoid him, perhaps treating him as a kindred spirit.

But Xue Xie's favorite thing is a furry, warm-blooded pet, and his greatest fear is insects, snakes, scorpions and spiders.

If Xue Xie saw this chameleon, he would have been shocked and screamed and chased it away.

Yu He stroked the chameleon's head and the chameleon squinted his eyes with enjoyment.

Yu He thought that maybe he and Xue Xie were so different that she didn't like him, but liked Dongheng Wei.

Now he is standing here, in the place where Xue Xie spent her childhood and teenage years, and the breath of her life, which could have soothed his heart, has now become a lush thorn.

The roots go deep into the soil and the branches pierce the sky.

Once the human heart grows thorny grass, even heaven and earth will be followed by pain.

Yu He felt uncomfortable, so he whispered goodbye to the chameleon and walked away from Xue Xie's window sill.

When Qingcheng Xie finished serving the wontons, he looked back and found that Yu He, a student volunteer, was half lying on the edge of his bed and had a pillow covering his face.

Qingcheng Xie : "...... what are you doing. No shower, then lay down on my bed."

Yu He didn't say anything, still covering his face with a pillow, and also hiding himself like a chameleon.

Qingcheng Xie then said, "You still don't say anything?"

"......"

"If you don't move again I'll assume you've been suffocated and call the morgue to carry you."

After a few seconds of silence, probably to avoid the fate of the morgue, Yu He finally raised his hand, pulled down the pillow a little, revealing half of the side of the face, almond eyes behind the pillow looking at Qingcheng Xie, expression is very disgusted: "The smell of tobacco in your bed is so heavy."

Qing Xie put the bowl down: "Don't stay if you think the smell of smoke is heavy, get up and eat, go back early after eating, I want to rest."

"The last time I was in your house the smell of tobacco wasn't that heavy."

"That's how long ago it was."

Also.

Yu He thought.

The one who, when Ruoqiu Li was there, Qingcheng Xie was not smoking.

I guess sister-in-law does not allow it, Qingcheng Xie this person is quite cold, but he is very responsible, very manly, if his wife does not like, he will certainly find a way to let the other side.

Yu He lay on Qingcheng Xie's bed, looking at Qingcheng Xie's indifferent side, couldn't help but remember the first time he came to his house, Ruoqiu Li smiling to help him prepare snacks and tea, he sat and waited, unintentionally glanced at this curtain half hidden bed, at that time he felt quite strange in his heart, because he couldn't quite imagine Qingcheng Xie and a woman sleeping look.

Qingcheng Xie that serious, cold face, will also have lust / lust stained at times?

Qingcheng Xie frowned: "What are you thinking about?"

Yu He gently: "Thinking about life."

"......"

"Brother Xie, you didn't go on any more blind dates after that?"

"I have no intention of remarrying."

"You're only in your thirties ......" Yu He said slowly, "Aren't you lonely?"

Qingcheng Xie gave him an indifferent look, "You have a wide range of inquiries, Dr. Pacific."

Yu He laughed.

It is estimated that Qingcheng Xie is a sexually indifferent.

"Are you going to eat the ravioli? I'll pour if you don't."

Yu He was also hungry, so he finally obeyed Qingcheng Xie's wishes and got up to sit at the small table.

The chair Qingcheng Xie gave him is still the one Xue Xie used when he was a child, small and short, Yu He's 189cm tall sitting on it is very awkward. Qingcheng Xie threw him another bottle of vinegar, gave the child a spoon, and finally coldly added: "Do you want a bib?"

Yu He didn't bother with him, and smiled faintly sideways, looking very good, but the meanness in his eyes revealed his provocative meaning: "Then why don't you just feed me, doctor?"

"......"

"Here." And he handed the silver spoon back to Qingcheng Xie.

Qingcheng Xie's cold face: "Go eat by yourself."

But the ravioli was really hot, and Yu He wanted to cool it down a bit, so he grabbed his phone and cracked himself up for a while.

Qingcheng Xie's dad couldn't control it: "You eat, eat, play what game."

Yu He didn't even look up, his fingers flying like a flip: "This is not a game."

Qingcheng Xie looked down at his screen, which was indeed not a game, but a bunch of code running fast.

"What the heck."

"Practice, hacking instructions."

"Don't you all use computers?"

"I have set myself, the computer operated on my cell phone side can also be." Yu He lightly said.

Qingcheng Xie is not very interested in this kind of thing, and does not know much about it, but he probably knows Yu He's level, which should be very good one. However, Yu He only attacked other people's firewall as a kind of game that required concentration and did not do anything messy.

"Two minutes."

Yu He finally snapped the confirmation button, the data fixed on the breakthrough screen of a well-known website, and he raised his hand to look at his watch.

"This time the speed is okay, probably in a hurry to eat ravioli." He smiled and closed the page again, he only wanted to play with the other firewall, and had no interest in the data and information inside, just like a thief of an eccentric nature who only likes to open all kinds of high-class locks, and after the locks are opened, he is too lazy to commit theft.

Qingcheng Xie : "......"

Yu He put down his phone, the temperature of the wontons was just right for his mouth, so he lowered his head and started to eat his wontons slowly.

The handmade wontons are hard to come by, so Yu He quietly finishes the whole bowl and looks back at Qingcheng Xie, still feeling unfulfilled.

"What are you looking at me for? There's no code on my face."

"One more bowl."

"When you open the lid of the prize ah also another bowl, the next-door neighbors packaged to send me, you just ate the last bag, and then to no more."

"So you'll do it?"

"......" Qingcheng Xie smoked a cigarette in his mouth, vaguely, "will also not cook for you."

He said, snapping the lighter, slightly sideways and biting the filter, the cigarette lit.

Yu He frowned deeply: " Qingcheng Xie , when exactly did you get addicted to smoking, so heavy. Can not smoke, a total of such a small room, by you to make the smoke, I can not breathe."

"This your home my home?" Qingcheng Xie inhaled a mouthful of smoke, nonchalantly exhaled in the direction of Yu He, and then looked at him in the pale green haze of smoke, "you eat the wontons I cooked, sitting in my chair, lying in my bed, covered with my pillow, but also here people five people six to give me a request. The air can not breathe you go back, your home villa green very good, the air must be fresh. The door is over there."

"......" Yu He has nothing to say.

Qingcheng Xie dusted off his cigarette: "Shall we go?"

"......"

"Remember to wash the dishes if you don't leave. You're polite in other people's homes, don't just not do any work at all with me."

"......"

Just wash it.

The young master is at least a person who has been abroad, and it is not that he does not know how to wash dishes.

Qingcheng Xie leaned against the window pane and finished smoking a whole cigarette amidst the sound of rushing water.

He was originally quite tired, but after being tossed around by Yu He, he didn't feel sleepy after a while. He looked at Yu He washing dishes and brushing chopsticks in front of the sink. The young man did not have bangs, and his forehead was freshly exposed. The young man's skin is taut, and even with this slightly dim light, the side of his face still seems to give off a soft glow.

Youthful very, clean very, the scum of the beast's smell only very close to be able to smell.

People are smart again.

Qingcheng Xie thought to himself as he sized him up.

Such a student, if not mentally ill, should have won a hundred battles, what girl to have what girl, and I do not know what girl, can not see him.

"Your home this faucet should be changed, the water is also too small."

Shao He condescended to finish washing the ravioli bowl, turned off the tap, put down the sleeves that were buttoned up while washing the bowl, and wiped his wet hands.

Qingcheng Xie : "We come back less now, too lazy to change."

The young master did not feel anything in this regard and said, "Then next time I'll let Lao Zhao come and find someone to change it for you. And the lights in this house of yours ......"

"The light how you got." Qingcheng Xie Nothing good face.

"The lights are also too dark, making it look like a haunted house. If it gets darker, you won't be able to see who is standing in the room."

Qingcheng Xie was disgusted by him a little bit to fire, where there is such a meal put down the bowl and start to pick the prick.

He thus sneered, "This doesn't seem to be your house, does it?"

"And who is the one who has no eyes to get people wrong, it's you Yu He."

"......"

When he said this, Yu He was a little bit unable to catch.

The fact that Qingcheng Xie was pressed and kissed as a woman in a hotel in Hangzhou and kissed from the table to the bed was not really acceptable to Yu He.

Yu He voice lowered: "I thought you said not to mention this matter ......"

Qingcheng Xie rolled his eyes: "You think I want to mention it. Can't plug this mouth of yours."

It was awkward, and just then, there was a knock on the door.

In order to get rid of this embarrassment, Aunt He cleared her throat, and surprisingly, she was squeezed out of some lowly taste in this moment: "I'll go and open the door."

"Hello, SF Express, is this Mr. Xie's house?"

Yu He opened the door.

A boy wiped his sweat outside: "That, Mr. Xie, right? You have placed an appointment order today, saying that you have something to send, and you want me to come to pick it up."

Yu He turned back, quite politely: "Mr. Xie, SF is here to pick up the mail."

"......" Qingcheng Xie remembered and took a cardboard box from the things he brought back with him and walked over, "Yes, I do have something to send."

"Household goods, sent to Sioux City, you look at the pre-order."

"Okay le no problem!"

The courier confirmed that it was correct and was about to cover the outer packaging when Yu He stood with his arms around him and suddenly felt that something was not right.

"Wait a minute." He stopped the courier's about to seal the box, took the cardboard box and carried out the clothes contained inside to take a look.

A moment of dead silence.

Just now also loved ones mouth short low three four Yu He carry clothes slowly back to the head, aura gloomy: " Qingcheng Xie ."

Qingcheng Xie's face remained unchanged: "Why."

Yu He : "...... you put me to borrow your T-shirt hanging salted fish to sell used?"

"You said yourself that you don't want it, your clothes used to hang 5000 are grabbed, I keep only as a rag." Qingcheng Xie calmly admitted, "What's wrong with that."

"What's wrong with what. I have a mental cleanliness problem you don't know? I don't want to give anything I've used that's ruined to someone I don't know."

Qingcheng Xie said indifferently, "You are a type of mental co-morbidity. Just right, get over it."

Said the carton snatched over, stuffed into the hands of the overwhelmed courier boy: "Send off, the buyer said to send cash on delivery / payment."

" Qingcheng Xie!"

The courier hesitated and looked around, "So ...... is this sent, or not?"

Aunt: "No mail."

Pawnshop: "Send."

Courier wipe sweat: "...... to, or two to discuss again?"

"No need to discuss." Qingcheng Xie's authoritarianism reared its ugly head, "Send it when I say so."

After speaking also glared at the courier: "Hurry up, I placed the order."

Qingcheng Xie's eye knife not many people can catch, the courier even promise, flying after typing the face order quickly ran away.

Yu He, whose face was clouded by the sale of his personal belongings, and Qingcheng Xie, who was in a slightly better mood because he had made 5,000 yuan, were left behind.

"Aren't you unhappy? Let's go, I'll treat you to a late dinner."

Yu He stood for a while, could not stand it anymore, stern face, picked up the shoulder bag thrown on the bed, shoulder bumped Qing Xie, without looking back, pushed the door and walked out.

"You can eat it yourself!" He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't blink and eat up the five thousand dollars you made from selling my clothes. Save it! Call me if you don't have enough to eat and I'll deliver it to you personally!"

Leaving a few words of hatred, the youth left Qingcheng Xie's house with his school bag.

The driver was waiting outside the alley, Yu He side by side with his long legs and short body into the car, depressed face for the driver to close the window completely, not even look at the mundane world outside the window.

Driver: "Young master, are you not feeling well? Do you need me to take you to the hospital?"

"No need." Yu He leaned back in his seat with a black face, "I don't even want to see another one in a white coat today."

The phone vibrated and the one in the white coat sent him a message:

"Come work in my office next Monday."

Shao He pulled a face and turned his phone off directly.