Chapter 48: insanity

It hurts too much.

Contract deception, Xue Xie's truth, Qingcheng Xie's deception, throwing away without looking back ......

Nineteen years as in a dream, he thought he was well disguised, deceiving the crowd, in fact he was the one who was deceived the most miserable madman.

Yu He held his head and howled, like a trapped beast covered in blood, the voice was not like a human being, his voice was hoarse and torn, his eyes were dazed and frantic half mixed, he sat in the corner holding himself like this, afraid of the cold, curled up and sat.

What creed?

Lies!

What warmth?

Illusion!

He is a psychopath, a delusional person, an ugly, ridiculous, absurd, comical fool who exposes his scars to people without knowing it!

At that moment he looked very poor, like a mother will die in the baby, he was isolated from the outside world, the umbilical cord was broken, can not breathe, he sank in the infinite suffocation, can only be in the water cries, can not be heard by the people on the shore.

He can only hold himself tightly, all the warmth comes from his own ......

It's all just a comfort he gives himself.

Yu He clutched his hair, stiffened for a long time, his eyes getting redder and redder, his heart getting darker and darker, he finally stopped howling with grief, he sat quietly, his body stretched out, his head tilted, looking at the ceiling.

Then he got up.

He looked at the ornamental cabinet, which reflected his wretched figure.

Terribly strange.

"Bang"!

Suddenly, the darkness and violence in his bones burst out, and he grabbed the metal decoration next to him and smashed it like crazy on the ornament cabinet!

This is like opening the shackles of the evil dragon, his inner demon out of the hole, vacated, in the roaring hissing rain of hate - he went completely crazy, Yu He roared, smashed almost everything in the house, made himself worse wounds, full of blood, but he also simply did not care.

He tore down the curtains, cracked the TV, reduced everything to rubble -

His inner death, there should be something to pay tribute to it.

This crazy venting does not know how long it lasted, even if the building is well soundproofed, the neighbors downstairs can not stand it, ran up and knocked on the door, Yu He pushed the door open, bloodied hands is a steel pipe removed from the window tracks, behind the floor is full of wreckage, a pair of eyes bloodshot, staring at each other dead.

"Can I help you?"

The neighbor pissed himself in fear and his legs went weak, but Yu He grabbed him by the collar and stood up straight.

The heavy smell of blood rushed to the nostrils, and the neighbor's fine silk robe was stained with Yu He's blood.

Yu He asked again morosely, "What's the matter?"

"No, no, no!" The neighbor did not expect to see such a bloody and violent scene, the pale and beautiful-looking boy inside the house looked evil like the kind of psychotic ghosts on TV, where the neighbor still dared to say anything, two cheeks shaking wildly, two warring, arching his hand, "Brother, brother! You are at liberty, you are happy, you are happy."

Yu He pushed him out and closed the door with a bang.

Neighbors almost crawled and rolled back to the elevator, not yet touched the door of the house shivering and wailing: "Wife - wife help ah ......"

Yu He's venting was interrupted by the arrival of this man.

He gasped, turned back sideways, and glanced at the whole home where it still looked like home?

It is clearly the scene of war.

Yu He red eyes swept a circle, think there is really nothing for him to smash, he crossed his hand and threw the steel pipe, stepped through the rubble, blue face towards the bathroom.

He looked at his own face in the chapped mirror.

Because of the cracks, his reflection is fragmented, as if he reveals a thousand faces in society.

Yu He was quiet for a while, allowing his breathing to calm down, his lips slowly becoming calm from trembling ......

Pathos has passed, madness has passed, at this moment, the only thing left for him is peace - a terrible peace.

After the violence has been vented and the entire nest is destroyed, what's next?

He still should go outside, he does not care what normal or abnormal at the moment, he wants to show that abnormal look, open his jagged and hideous wings, fly out of his dark hole, hissing at those so-called normal people.

The young man in the mirror slowly raised his eyes, a bloodied hand suddenly caressed his cheek and slowly grabbed it.

The corners of the mouth, falling a seemingly gentlemanly and gentlemanly, in fact, no longer with the old days of the cold thin smile.

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Qingcheng Xie, who was far away from the dormitory building of Shanghai Medical University, had a vague uneasiness and his eyelids jumped several times.

After he and Man Chen finished their meal, Man Chen helped put the table away and got ready to go back.

Before leaving Man Chen said to him, "Brother, I'll come back tomorrow night. That ......"

"Hmm?"

"You should stop surfing the Internet these days, it's quite annoying." Man Chen said softly.

Qingcheng Xie knew that he was referring to the internet about the projection of the radio tower, but Man Chen was worried, he was not one to pay much attention to internet information, not to mention the reality was so messy.

Qingcheng Xie responded, and after sending Man Chen away, he bought another pack of cigarettes downstairs and smoked them while making a phone call to Xue Xie.

Xue Xie's condition was no better, but with Aunt Li with her, she was more or less comfortable. The two siblings were talking when a call suddenly came in on their cell phones, so he gave Xue Xie a few words of advice and ended the call.

The call came from Jingfeng Zheng.

"Hey, Old Zheng."

"Xiao Xie ah, someone on our team just saw the little kid who went to the archives with you."

Qingcheng Xie's heart tightened: "He's out of the hospital?"

Jingfeng Zheng grunted in response, but his focus was clearly not on this, he said: "Yes, by the way, how old is your little friend? Eighteen? Nineteen? I forgot ......"

Qingcheng Xie : "...... What are you asking this for."

"You think I'm willing to ask na, aren't you the one who told me to tell you in case something happens?"

Qingcheng Xie's knuckles were slightly white: "What happened to him?"

"It's not a big deal, alas, I found that they bourgeoisie and we proletariat is a gulf, fuck, eighteen nineteen years old, I'm still in the army early morning and late night training. Your little friend, I guess is discharged from the hospital but still in a bad mood, just drove a luxury car to the empty night club ...... yo, you see we have news in this work group, I heard he was about to drive a sports car into a rocket, it was easy to stop him in front of the club, he cooperated but also cooperated, but the attitude fucking bad to outrageous, got out of the car bang a Throw the car door so that people directly tow the car away and get lost, save him to come out and find a chauffeur."

Qingcheng Xie : "......"

"And the empty night club, you know that place, right? Really not a good place, you say it is illegal, it also rules to do business, no over the line hook, but these things in the nightclub pandemonium, we all unspoken ......"

Qingcheng Xie took a deep breath, and Yu He's gentle and understanding face appeared in front of her eyes, no matter if it was pretend or not, it finally became a blood-stained, cold look back in front of the Canton Tower.

"I got it." Qingcheng Xie raised his hand to his forehead, leaned against the window and said into his phone, "Thank you, Lao Zheng."

"Then, you listen to me more in the future, don't get out of your parents' business again. It's time for your heart to get some air, I can't stand watching you like this."

"...... is good."

After hanging up the phone, Qingcheng Xie put on his jacket and went to the Empty Night Club.

He thought of Yu He standing in front of the cottage sofa when he was young, not giving up his pride, but not giving up the parting, looking at himself sadly, stubbornly, but forcibly as if he was fine.

" Qingcheng Xie , I have a lot of pocket money, I can ......"

I can hire you.

I don't want to be sunk in the vortex, you save me ...... you save me please ......

The words Yu He could not say, the pleas for help he could not send, he never saw. Yu He's dignity allowed him to save his last dignity in front of Qingcheng Xie, but he also lost his last chance to seek help.

That year, he left him.

However, Yu He did not resent him too much when he saw him again.

Even when he needed help the most, it was this child who accompanied himself into the dragon's den and almost lost his life in the end.

When Yu He gave his hand to himself, he said that a man had done the same to him.

But Qingcheng Xie did it because of his status, because of his job, because he was in his position to do his job.

And what is this child for?

Qingcheng Xie closes his eyes.

Jingfeng Zheng's words seem to be in my ears. Said Yu He went to the empty night consumption, said Yu He bad attitude ......

He knew that Yu He had never been like this before.

In order to ask for a word of approval, for the eyes of others, in order to reintegrate into this society, in order to do tenacious resistance with the disease, Yu He never gave in to his desires, never served Mephisto's poisonous wine, he refused to fall, refused to admit defeat, he lived ten times more than ordinary people to work a hundred times, everything to do the most perfect. He is too afraid of disappointing people.

A patient, trying to make it on his own, don't let others give up on him, don't equate him with number one two three, who died in front of him.

He has been doing his best to call for help.

That's why he was so afraid of making mistakes, afraid that he wasn't good enough, afraid of the disappointment in the eyes of others.

But he was left behind in the end.

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"...... Qingcheng Xie , you are not sick, but you have no more heart than I do ......"

That sarcasm with restraint, that sarcasm that was really a sigh and a plea, he heard it, but could not hear the pleading and sobbing hidden in the teenager.

Qingcheng Xie knows.

There are some things that he did fail to do.

The boy had trusted him so much, even though he hadn't been very nice to him, just official, but that was a rare sincerity and equality for Yu He.

So Yu He wasn't wrong to scold, he was too ruthless and never did it right, never did it right.

Inside the Empty Night Club.

"Aigoo, Shao He, a rare guest, a rare guest..."

The manager of the club is a particularly clever old man uncle, the suit is straight and oily, people are also slippery and oil in the water out of the rat-like.

Just now Yu He was talking to the traffic police, he was listening to the side, Yu He although not much to come to the empty night, but after all is the circle of people, before to help the family deal with relations, also accompanied the client to relax here.

Usually Yu He himself just sit, talk elegantly to chat with people for a while, the atmosphere is hot, he will go downstairs to sign the bill and hang up the bill, let the manager to charge his card, he also left.

Today is different.

The manager's eyes were like a torch and found that Shao He had no one else with him today, just himself. And what happened in Huzhou University, the whole Huzhou are all over the news, as one of the protagonists of the incident, Yu He have any psychological stress ah, abnormal behavior ah, that in the manager's view is more than normal.

It is estimated that after the young man was shot, thinking that this day can not live so boring, so finally thought through, and his peer group of males, the same, intend to come here to find the true meaning of life.

Yu He is a walking black card in the manager's eyes, and the manager saddles up and greets him with a smile. If Dashao He wants his mother to come out to be his companion, he will not hesitate to give his mother a long-distance hotline and buy an early flight.

" Shao He , how many floors do you want to go to tonight? I will immediately arrange the best service for you ......"

Yu He simply took care of the gunshot wound on his arm before leaving home. Now it is still a simple plain black long-sleeved high-collar fall shirt, jeans, and even wearing a student-spirited baseball cap, but through the shadow of the brim, you can see his almond eyes caged with a haze rare in adult society.

He looked up and the light of the paper-drenched, empty night trickled through his dark eyes.

He said, "Penthouse."

"......"

The top floor is a large package, privacy is very good, the box staff is also their boss personally taught, each smart and clever, to talk about any business to do anything is a very suitable place.

Of course, the consumption is also sky high.

The manager thought to himself, the He family's youngest this is really, to go to the top of the elimination also do not primping, thanks to today's encounter is he, otherwise on this simple and casual to the extreme student dress, replaced by which no eyesight of the staff, it is estimated that the young master can be stopped.

The manager thought here secretly glad he avoided a bloody storm, otherwise Shao He today so perverse look, he was provoked will not smash the field that is not certain.

"You lead the way." Yu He said lightly with his hands in his jeans.

The manager was busy bowing with a smile, "Yes, yes, yes, come, Shao He, this way please."