Chapter 4: I looked at him with downcast eyes when we reunited

Yu He and Xue Xie are sitting at a small, greasy table in the small kitchen with the sound of fried rice.

Xue Xie cleared her gloom and smiled quite easily as she waited for her big brother to finish the meal.

Yu He also smiled perfunctorily, but rolled his eyes in his heart.

The sliding door of the kitchen with the poster was opened, and the first thing that came out was a familiar aroma of rice, and then Qingcheng Xie came out, taking off his apron, still with his shirt waisted and his pants straight. Although he is aloof, he is a good big brother, because his parents died early, he is the head of the family, grew up taking care of the younger generation, so his cooking skills are very good.

Xue Xie saw her brother rolled half of his sleeves, carrying a tray, set on the humble table, wow, jumped up happily, helping her brother to set the tray and take cutlery.

"It smells so good. Brother, you are so handsome you are so handsome! I love you so much I love you so much, come on! I'm starving!"

Qingcheng Xie sunken face: "Girls do not put such words on the mouth. Unlike words. Go, wash your hands first."

And to Yu He, "You, too."

Yu He It's been a long time since I've had fried rice like this.

Qingcheng Xie's fried rice is fluffy and golden, and the rice is well-defined - Yu He used to observe Qingcheng Xie's fried rice, his sister's favorite staple, on the stove when he was a child, and knew that good fried rice needs to be made from overnight rice, not too moist and not too dry. Before the rice is put in the pan, it is stirred in a large bowl of beaten egg so that each piece of rice is evenly coated with golden brown.

When the hot oil comes to a boil, quickly drop two fresh eggs into the pan, break them and stir them, then quickly fish them out. Add the lard and pour the rice covered with the egg mixture into the pan and stir-fry over high heat.

However, this is not authentic Yangzhou fried rice, Qingcheng Xie has adapted it to Xue Xie's taste and never put green beans in it, but that doesn't stop it from being delicious, three plates of steaming fried rice are golden in color, oily and glowing under the lamp, with ham cut into small pieces, smooth shrimp and green onions sprinkled on top, the color and The color and taste are very attractive.

Yu He ate his meal, but inwardly he was playing a game of calculations.

He really does not know what to eat, Xue Xie has been talking and laughing at the table, but because Qingcheng Xie came, most of her laughter is directed at her brother, the two siblings together chatting freely, but he is too long not to spend time with these two people and some can not intervene, became their conversation a non-existent background plate.

The backdrop was upset and he had to find a way to get Qingcheng Xie to leave.

"Want some more?"

The aromatic fried rice was already eaten to the bottom in silence when Yu He came back to his senses and said politely to Qingcheng Xie who was looking at him, "No need."

"Brother, I want more, you give me more!"

Qingcheng Xie took Xue Xie's plate and Xue Xie said to Yu He, biting his chopsticks, "My brother's cooking is much better than yours, it's especially delicious, don't you want a bowl more?"

Yu He smiled, "You are enough to crush the scale, so I won't add to the mess."

"Hey! Where are you like that! You hate me!"

"You're the one who first thought my cooking wasn't as good as his-"

As the two of them were messing around, Qingcheng Xie's voice came from the kitchen: " Xue Xie, what are you doing here with the bucket of water?"

"Oh." Xue Xie immediately stopped playing with Yu He, as if she was not the one who was laughing and joking with Yu He, and sat upright and said, "The school said that the water will be stopped in the dormitory tomorrow, so I drew a bucket of water to keep, but the kitchen is too small, so I can only put it on the cupboard first."

"Put so high, push the door does not pay attention to fall down how to do?"

Dumbass said, "Gee, brother, you don't have to care, it's okay."

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart. Yu He, who is keen on pulling the braid of the girl he likes, listened to the conversation between the two of them, and the pair of beautiful innocent almond eyes swept a glance to the kitchen, and suddenly a very bad and damaging trick came to mind ......

The three of them had dinner and Qingcheng Xie didn't like to clean, so Yu He, an apparently gentle, reliable and excellent boy, naturally took the initiative to wash the dishes and brush the pots.

"Want some help?" Xue Xie asked.

"I'll call you later if I need you." Yu He said with a smile, turned around and went to the kitchen and closed the door.

His smile disappeared as soon as the door closed.

Yu He began to look carefully at the angle, he first moved the bucket of water resting on the cupboard out a bit, moved to a position where the door would just knock over.

Then, he calmly found Xue Xie put in the second floor of the five-drawer closet hair dryer, without blinking, put it in the sink and unscrewed the faucet.

"Wow..."

Xue Xie Tuen a small half-month salary to buy a high-end hair dryer so that she was not suspicious of the young master He washed into a pile of unhelpful scrap.

Very good.

Yu He calmly dried the hair dryer and stuffed it back into the cabinet.

Preliminary preparations are completed.

He glanced through the door at the girl who was laughing with Qingcheng Xie, turned back to pull up the sleeves of his white shirt, quietly turned on the faucet and started pouring detergent to brush the dishes.

That's a great guy! A good young man!

However, probably too much bad deeds will always be rewarded.

Just as Yu He had finished preparing for all this action, and was just shaking the water off his hands, ready to let the heroine in to accept this "coincidental" encounter he had planned, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the kitchen. Yu He immediately turned around and saw a tall, straight figure of a man reflected outside the frosted glass.

Yu He widened his almond eyes, before he could stop it, he heard Qingcheng Xie say outside, " Yu He, I'll come in and wash my hands."

"Wait-"

Half a word just said, then heard a shocking noise, Yu He deliberately rested on the edge of the bucket swayed around, and then -

"Wow!"

The bucket full of water, that according to Yu He's plan, the water should have fallen on Xue Xie's head, just straight to Qingcheng Xie's handsome face smashed down!

Fuck!

Not a single fucking drop wasted!

Yu He : "......"

Qingcheng Xie : "......"

The water splashes, the room is full of wreckage, the merit of the bucket of water rolling back and forth in Qingcheng Xie from head wet to shoe side, and finally the old man walking like a bend, slowly rolled outside the living room, in front of Xue Xie's slippers that came to the sound of panic, contentedly stopped.

Xue Xie witnessed the whole process outside and was so scared that he was shaking.

It's over ......

It's fucking over, it's over, it's over!

Xue Xie watched as her big brother, drenched to the bone, slowly turned his head toward him, his already fair face appearing even more jade-white with dark eyebrows under a large bucket of heavenly rain, his wet hair hanging down in front of his forehead, dripping with water droplets. The water droplets passed through his eyebrows and flowed into his eyes that were wide open due to disbelief, he subconsciously squinted for a moment and then looked back.

" Xue Xie!!!"

Xue Xie was all jittery and shrunk herself in fear.

Qingcheng Xie shook off his dripping forehead hair and said angrily, "I told you not to put the bucket on the five-drawer cupboard!

"Sorry, sorry, sorry!" Xue Xie shivered and ran in, grabbed a mop and a tissue, handed the tissue to her brother while going to the five-drawer cabinet to look for the hair dryer, "Brother, I didn't think it would fall down ...... obviously just in and out and it was fine.... ...you blow your hair first, don't get cold."

Yu He blinked his warm almond eyes sheepishly from behind.

Xue Xie pulled Qingcheng Xie into the living room and unknowingly turned out the hair dryer that Yu He had drenched with water until it was scrapped, hooked up the electrical panel, and flicked the switch.

No movement.

"Huh?"

Press again.

Still no movement.

"......"

Press repeatedly.

"...... brother." Xue Xie looked at her brother's gloomy to the extreme face, almost felt like he was about to die, trembling, "The hair, hair dryer seems to be broken ......"

Qingcheng Xie watched over the cold peach blossom eyes: "This is the hair dryer that you said to me before that you spent four thousand dollars to buy?"

Xue Xie almost fell to her knees.

How could she be so unlucky!!!

Originally Qingcheng Xie did not understand why she wanted to buy a hair dryer more expensive than an ordinary TV, when she scolded her, thanks to her repeatedly explained how good this machine, how can care for hair, the most critical is the quality is excellent, use a twenty years will not break.

"I swear, I'll use this one hair dryer for twenty years! Or you can chop off my head to cover the IQ tax!"

The words of the time are still in the ears, Xue Xie in Qingcheng Xie cold gaze, only feel the neck chill, can not help but take a step back, raised his hand to cover his neck.

Xue Xie was at a loss as to what to do when she caught a glimpse of Yu He wiping his hands clean and coming out of the kitchen in a human-like manner! Please do me a favor, will you? My hair dryer is broken! I didn't know I was so unlucky! Do you have a change of clothes in your dorm? Do you have a hair dryer? Can you bring my brother there to change? Thank you, teacher!"

"......"

Acting so polite in front of her brother again.

Yu He smiled and was very cooperative: "Mr. Xie, you are really too kind."

The eyes turn to Qingcheng Xie.

Qingcheng Xie leaned back on the sofa, the line of severe jaw still dripping water, a casual gray shirt completely wet, the fabric clinging to the skin, you can see the outline of his chest vaguely exposed, and the thin waist - this time he is sideways, slanted eyes, thin lips slightly pursed, gloomy face stare The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.

Yu He looked at him and felt a slight headache.

In his original plan, the person who ended up soaking wet and desperate to go back to the dormitory with him for a haircut would be Xue Xie.

How did it become Qingcheng Xie by mistake?

He is a straight man of steel, and hates doctors, and does not welcome the old man Qingcheng Xie to his dorm room at all.

But there is no way out, the wood has been done, Qingcheng Xie has been made into this mess, Xue Xie has asked for help, he had to gently sigh, walked to Qingcheng Xie in front of, said to the doctor sitting on the sofa with a gloomy look:

"You are soaking wet, so don't stare at people. Dr. Xie, come back with me to change a set of clothes? My dorm is not far from here, just ten minutes away. Let's go."

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When Yu He took Qingcheng Xie back, it was dinner time and his roommates were out for food, so there was no one else in the house.

"Wear this set." Yu He took a clean set of clothes and pants from the closet and handed them to Qingcheng Xie.

Qingcheng Xie looked disgusted: "Sports T-shirt?"

"What's wrong?"

What's wrong, this kind of clothes are only worn by boys during the study period, he wears this kind of style is more than ten years ago twenty years ago, he even put on this kind of clothes in the past is not quite remember what kind of look, now simply does not suit him.

"You give me a shirt."

"Tch, I'm really sorry Dr. Xie, you don't have a choice." Yu He laughed a little, but at the moment Xue Xie was not there, so he did not pretend.

His smile was suddenly perfunctory and thin like a piece of gauze paper, his eyes were dark and heavy, nothing sincere, and his attitude towards Qingcheng Xie's words was no longer so polite: "Here I am, there is really only this one that is the right size for you, my shirt is too big for you."

Qingcheng Xie lifted his eyes, and his gaze passed through the wet forehead hair that pierced his eyes and fell on Yu He's face.

After Yu He wiped away the pretense of politeness, the teasing at the corners of his lips became obvious, and when he met Qingcheng Xie's eyes, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Not wearing? If you don't wear it, you'll have to go out naked."

"......"

Qingcheng Xie pulled the change of clothes from his hand and went to the bathroom with a stern face.

Yu He stood outside the bathroom waiting for him to change clothes, suddenly felt that this scene is somewhat familiar ......

He looked through the woolen glass door and struck up a conversation with the man inside, "By the way Dr. Xie, I suddenly remembered something from the past."

"Do you remember the year I went to your college dormitory-"

"Don't remember, get out."

Yu He laughed, before he finished his words, Qingcheng Xie directly denied, what is the difference between that and a categorical admission?

Qingcheng Xie obviously remembers the old grudge as well as he does.

The injustice has a head, and even a piece of clothing is his revenge on Qingcheng Xie after many years.

This is actually a little happy to think about, after years of turning over, probably this feeling?

"Then you should hurry up." The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you're looking for.

A few minutes later, Qingcheng Xie aggressively pushed out the door, hitting Yu He with a thud and even nearly toppling him to the ground.

Yu He was caught off guard and let out a stifled grunt, bowing to cover his nose.

Qingcheng Xie raised his eyes indifferently: "Why are you so close."

Yu He hurt like hell, completely do not want to pretend: "...... Qingcheng Xie , do you talk sense? It is you who hit up."

When he was in a temper, he would still call Qingcheng Xie by his full name in private.

Qingcheng Xie paused: "Go get an ice pack."

"Where am I going to find ice?" Yu He took his hand away from the red bridge of his nose and rubbed it, barely suppressing his anger, but still couldn't help but contradict him, "I think you look like ice, take your hand and put a compress on it for me."

Qingcheng Xie imagined the image and coldly gave a concise comment: "Too gay. i am homophobic."

With that said, he pushed his chest away and walked around into the dormitory, looking around.

Yu He was made by him also speechless: "What do you say, I do not mean that, you homophobic I am more homophobic than you ......"

"Where's the hair dryer?" Qingcheng Xie didn't have to grace the boys with an explanation. He didn't bother to listen either.

"...... stool."

Qingcheng Xie plugged in the patch panel to blow-dry his hair, Yu He was standing on the balcony, still a little upset, he stared at Qingcheng Xie blow-drying his hair from afar, really do not know why such a person would be Xue Xie's own brother.

Xue Xie sees her brother as a savior, worshipping him to the hilt.

He did not understand what Qingcheng Xie had to admire.

The crossover is just an old man.

But as I watched, Yu He got a little distracted.

He remembered that Qingcheng Xie was kind of a childhood nightmare in his eyes. He was always afraid of him, and had to see him, had to be embarrassed in front of him, lost his manners. The way he went crazy Qingcheng Xie had seen, he had also been tied to the restraint belt struggling frantically, like a crazy trapped beast roared at him. Qingcheng Xie then looked at him with calm eyes, shadowless lamp approaching him, he smelled the cold sterile water, and then the needle pierced the skin ......

At that time, he thought Qingcheng Xie was so tall.

It was cold again.

Powerful, undeniable and cloudy, he seems to be unable to get rid of this nightmare for the rest of his life.

But I did not expect to see a few years, who looked up to who, who looked down on who, but all down a child.

Yu He slightly lowered his eyes to look at him--

What happened.

Now that I look at it again, he doesn't seem as scary as before.

Perhaps because many people will leave a false impression of some things when they were children, those impressions are made by the brain through the sedimentation of the years, in fact, not the original appearance. For example, as a child watched the TV series, always feel incredibly long, but look back, but only twenty episodes, and then for example, as a child fear of sheepdogs, always feel more than a tall horse and sturdy, but then look at old photos, found that the animal is only to the knees of adults.

Perhaps this is the psychological difference between him and Qingcheng Xie.

His gaze stopped for a long time, so long that Qingcheng Xie was aware of it.

Qingcheng Xie turned back, cold eyes: "What are you looking at?"

Yu He was quiet for a moment: "Let's see if my clothes fit you."

"......"

"It's really big." Yu He said, " Qingcheng Xie , I remember you used to be very tall."

Qingcheng Xie said coldly, "I don't think I need to use my height and size to flaunt my power."

Then he turned around and continued to care for his own hair blow-dry, just before turning his head face looked a little ugly.

Yu He suddenly realized at this moment that his childhood nightmare was just an ordinary man, even a little thin, his own white T was too big on him, and the pale skin could be seen in the recesses of the collar, like a stream of water falling from the snowy mountains, in the shadow of his clothes.

Strange, how could he be so afraid of him at that time?

The straight man was not very good at primping himself, so he looked in the mirror and plucked it very casually before putting down the hair dryer and turning back to Yu He: "I'll leave now. Your clothes will be returned to you tomorrow."

"There's no need to return it. I'm not used to wearing clothes worn by others. You can throw them away after you wear them, they're old too."

The words have come to this point, Qingcheng Xie also no longer insist, and ruffled some wet hair tail, said: "then okay, then I go first."

"You're not coming with me to Xue Xie again?"

"I'm not going." Qingcheng Xie said, "I have other things to do tonight."

"Writing a paper?"

Qingcheng Xie was not in the social habit of hiding his personal affairs, or maybe he didn't care, so he put on his watch, fastened the clasp, and glanced over at Yu He: "A blind date."

Yu He, who was only chatting with him casually, did not react at first, still very distracted, and even secretly happy that Qingcheng Xie finally had the sense to leave, but after a few seconds, these two words finally ran through the reflex arc from his ears that could circle around Earth and reached the end of his brain.

Yu He was slightly surprised and abruptly turned back to me, his almond eyes widened.

Isn't Qingcheng Xie married?

Why do you want to go on a blind date?

How come Xue Xie didn't even mention it to him?

Yu He blinked, holding a thread of thought in his mind from the chaos of thoughts that came to him.

He looked at half his face sunk in the shadow of the light very indifferent Qingcheng Xie, hesitating for a moment, tentatively asked, "You ...... divorced?"