Chapter 55: I didn't run away!

"Brother Xie, do you hate me so much that you want to kill me now?"

"Kill you?"

Qingcheng Xie silver teeth clenched, a word: "You are not stupid, you escaped for this reason?"

Yu He actually did not expect him to open his mouth like this, just gathered out of the calm and vicious suddenly was open a mouth, revealing the bottom belongs to the teenager's embarrassment.

The boy instantly stopped smiling, and his face turned slightly blue: "I didn't run away!"

"You didn't run away?"

"...... I wasn't running away, I was just ...... me ......"

"You just?" Qingcheng Xie narrowed his eyes, pressed on step by step.

"......"

"You just woke up a little early in the morning, put on your pants and felt refreshed, looked at the nice weather outside, thought it would be better to have a relaxing and healthy morning run, in order not to be disturbed by yesterday's bad debt, you dragged my phone and WeChat together with black, and then felt that everything was fine and left the room directly, happy to forget to settle the bill they had opened. Is that so?"

"......" Yu He's face became more ugly, as if poisoned.

"You're a fucking piece of shit, Yu He. You're a piece of shit who only runs away when you're in trouble."

Yu He's face was blue with embarrassment and anger, some aggravation, even some humiliation: "I said I didn't run away! I just got your call and came back to pay!"

Qingcheng Xie also got angry: "You have the face? I want you to pay this money? I told you that if not ...... I never want to see you again in my life!"

If he had 1.68 million in his card, he could have paid for it himself and would not have asked Yu He to come back. He is also a man, he needs Yu He to pay for the room?

Qingcheng Xie kept scolding Yu He.

Yu He also stared back at him sharply.

Although both people subconsciously lowered their voices, but the kind of saber-rattling atmosphere can not be concealed.

Just now the cashier's girl at the far side of the service counter peeking at the view, can not help but roll Qingcheng Xie a white eyes.

--The man who spent 1.68 million a night on the young master, how can the young master be aggravated?

Shameless to the extreme!

After confronting each other for a long time, Yu He was holding a breath in his heart and did not talk to Qingcheng Xie about it. He re-adjusted his breathing and tried to calm himself down.

"So what do you want now." Yu He said with hatred.

"I'm already back, or you can ask the front desk for another knife and just kill me?"

He stared at him with some fierce sarcasm in his tone.

"Kill you directly?" Qingcheng Xie laughed coldly, "You're too naive. I want to take a fucking knife and dissect you alive!"

Yu He listened and smiled predictably, his eyes still a little red and his face still a little green: "Good ...... good. It's okay."

He repeats again, "It's okay."

"It doesn't matter what you say Qingcheng Xie . Whether you want to cut me alive or flog my body, I don't care. It doesn't matter to me if I'm dead or not. I'm just a thing that no one would like to see anyway."

When the teenager speaks these words, the lip corner curvature can not be said to be sarcastic or self-effacing: "You know ...... once upon a time I believed those lies you said, stupid to death, went to work for so long, once the belief collapsed, all thanks to you."

"I would actually prefer Yuzhu Lu's gun to be a little more accurate, once and for all, I wouldn't be so sick right now."

His dark eyes slowly turned, his gaze fell on Qingcheng Xie, his voice pressed with a certain painful emotion.

"You think so too, don't you? If I had died then, it would have been cleaner and you wouldn't have had such bad luck as you do now."

"......"

Qingcheng Xie finger fiercely nodded Yu He, wolf and tiger-like ruthlessness.

But when Yu He talked about Yuzhu Lu, Qingcheng Xie's heart was actually hit unexpectedly.

Yu He may be intentional, perhaps inadvertently, but the matter of the archive Yuzhu Lu, is Qingcheng Xie think he owes Yu He.

Qingcheng Xie has a lot of hatred surging up, but the ears seem to be the gunshot, scarlet blood flowing from Yu He's shoulder, stinging his retinas are painful red.

The sound of gunfire then turned into a vine, strangling his rage and keeping him from slapping Yu He hard in the face.

"...... Yu He ." Finally Qingcheng Xie gritted his teeth and said word by word, he was physically hard and mentally tortured, and Yu He spent a while here, and his voice was already hoarse like no other.

Weak, cold pole.

"You're going to argue this with me today, aren't you?"

"Good. That's good. Then you listen to me, even if there is something I did wrong, even if I am not willing to continue to risk being a doctor, even if I owe it to the people who taught me to be despised, spit on and despised by my former colleagues ......"

"But I don't deserve to be treated like this by you."

"I may have handled some things less than perfectly and left you with resentment in your heart, but I didn't do anything to really wrong you when I was treating you."

"......"

"Think about it yourself, is it despicable for you to do that."

He took a deep breath and murmured with a moist breath in the midst of an intense headache and dizziness, "Think for yourself."

If anything, the conversation just now was an embarrassment to Yu He.

But now, Yu He has been severely hurt by his words.

He originally did not intend to talk more with Qingcheng Xie, Xue Xie's matter he also did not intend to talk more with Qingcheng Xie. But this moment he suddenly could not resist, in full view of everyone, Yu He dragged Qingcheng Xie to the washroom and locked the door with a click.

"What do you want me to think about?"

"Huh? Qingcheng Xie , what do you want me to think about!"

"You think I don't know anything yet, don't you?"

Yu He's emotionally charged: "I'm telling you, I know everything now! I know everything! --Delusions, self-protection, nothingness, many of the things Xue Xie did in my memory actually came from my beguiling self-paralysis and imagination, I know it all!!!"

Qingcheng Xie's face turned white, which made him look more like a wandering soul.

"I know everything ......"

Yu He's eyes are crazy, his voice is soft, but every word is like a knife cutting Qingcheng Xie's face: "Dr. Xie, you also know everything, but you don't say anything, you just watch me make a fool of myself, you worry that I'm too entangled with her, and worry that I can't accept the truth when I know it, so you stall for time, you don't tell me anything, but reminded her all the time to stay away from me."

Yu He said: "After seven years, even my old man knows that the friends I rely on are nothing but fantasy, only I don't know! I am the only one who is falling deeper and deeper! Are you satisfied with this play?"

"Isn't it funny, Qingcheng Xie? Don't you think you're cruel and arrogant and have never put my heart in your eyes at all? What am I in your eyes? --A partially imaginary person, I have to rely on a partially imaginary person even for a little comfort! No one has ever really loved me or cared for me. Even my birthday can only be spent alone ...... relying on fantasy to get a blessing and a piece of cake."

Yu He pinched Qingcheng Xie's neck and stared at his cheek.

Qingcheng Xie's face is white, but the skin is hot, this man was tortured by himself all night yesterday, although still strong, but Yu He a touch, you know Qingcheng Xie has a fever.

The heat lingered in his fingertips, and Yu He stared at him with a deadly stare.

Much later, Yu He heard Qingcheng Xie say, "...... If you give me another chance, I will still do the same thing, I will still keep her away from you, and I will still choose not to tell you the truth."

Yu He was angered by him and slammed Qingcheng Xie into the black tile wall of the washroom, the black and dull tiles lining the man's paper-thin pale face.

If the temperature in his palm wasn't so hot, Yu He would feel like Qingcheng Xie was made of snow and was about to melt away.

Qingcheng Xie coughed softly, but his eyes were as cold and sharp as when he first met Yu He.

" Yu He ."

"......"

"I did it because I knew you couldn't handle it."

"......"

"That's the best policy. No matter what you think, I don't feel I'm at fault in this matter."

"......"

In fact, Qingcheng Xie originally wanted to say that I owe you, Yu He, I used to owe a sincere to you, you choose to give me your heart, you hold your own heart in the palm of your hand, tiptoeing up to hand me over, but I only see you as a patient, can not see the urgent desire in your eyes, longing for someone to be with you sincerely.

It is true that I am too insensitive.

It won't be like this in the future.

Although I am not very good at treating someone with warm words and I may still be stubborn and cold and hard, I am willing to be your bridge because you were the one who chose to give me a helping hand when I was isolated, and you were the one who almost even took your life for that little bit of encouragement that I didn't even consider a favor.

I may not be able to give you exactly what you want, but I can stop being Dr. Xie, and for you, I am Qingcheng Xie.

As long as you are still willing.

--These are the things he had in mind and wanted to do before last night.

But now, everything has changed.

Qingcheng Xie did not want to say any more of these words to Yu He, the hotness of his body, the dizziness in front of his eyes, all of this is the mark of the curse he was branded with in the depths of the night.

The little feelings belonging to Qingcheng Xie seem to have been wiped out in this one night.

Qingcheng Xie was pinched by Yu He cheeks, under the loose forehead hair, is a pair of no different from the past, knife edge sharp eyes.

He pushed Yu He away and lit a cigarette in front of him, and after taking a drag, he felt annoyed and put it out with a hiss on the wall beside Yu He.

Qingcheng Xie looked at Yu He, his eyes a little red.

"I did everything I was supposed to do as a doctor for those seven years."

"But for all this, you give me this mix, Yu He, I tell you, you're a fucking animal worse than a pig or dog."

He straightened up and walked around Yu He, holding back the strong discomfort and striding out, but his hand was pressed by Yu He as he put it on the door handle.

"I/fuck/what else do you want?!"

Qingcheng Xie was caught off guard by Yu He against the door of the washroom, his peach blossom eyes were quenched with fire: "I don't have time to waste with you now, I have something at home, I want to go home! You get the fuck out of here!"

Yu He had a moment to really want to strangle Qingcheng Xie, he originally thought Qingcheng Xie people have been his inside, in front of him should always be a little weaker and softer, but not.

Qingcheng Xie has even become colder and harder than before, like a watery sunken rock beneath the ice, with cold words and sentences.

His attitude undoubtedly made Yu He, who was already mentally crazy, more and more violent, with thoughts of blood and violence surging in his heart like a storm, and he had no idea what he was going to do.

But as he clutched him and pulled his arm to hold him against the back of the door, their breaths intertwined, and Yu He heard Qingcheng Xie's muffled grunt of pain, he froze again.

A scene from last night in the clubhouse was awakened like a walking light and swept past his eyes in a hurry.

"......"

"You let go of me ...... you fucking ...... get the fuck out!"

Qingcheng Xie because of the fever and hot body was suppressed by him, Yu He stared at him, but after a few subtle silence, he suddenly found himself ...... surprisingly ......

Surprising how Qingcheng Xie feels about ......

It's nothing like it used to be.

"......"

This change Qingcheng Xie has not yet perceived, Yu He has found, but it certainly made him ready to shock, he was immediately surprised by himself, immediately stood up straight, widened the almond eyes, as if Qingcheng Xie with some deadly poison, dare not come near this man.

That incident last night was an accident.

He poured him the wrong drink, so then something happened by mistake.

And, he himself drank 59 degrees of plum.

He didn't think he could have any thoughts about Qingcheng Xie that he shouldn't have after this incident.

The relationship between them was a coincidence, started by a glass of wine, a temporary intention, in fact, not even a deliberate one-night stand at all. How can he still have any special thoughts about Qingcheng Xie?

Qingcheng Xie didn't know what was wrong with him, but since Yu He let him go at once, it was good.

He caught his breath and stared hard at Yu He with a wary look in his eyes before he adjusted the hem of his ruffled collar and shirt.

The shirt is actually smaller, the club only some spare simple models, size is not complete, Qingcheng Xie 180cm height, this shirt size is now no, the cuffs are short, revealing a snow-colored wrist.

Qingcheng Xie seldom wears short sleeves, even on hot days, he wears long-sleeved shirts and suits.

The right size suit is unlikely to let a man reveal his wrist on the top, so Qingcheng Xie's wrist, Yu He rarely see. Even last night when they were together, he was too emotional, his senses too eager, his eyes only stared at Qingcheng Xie's face for a long time, afraid to miss any moment of Qingcheng Xie's vulnerable expression. At that time his life was only immersed in a world he had never reached before, experiencing a pleasure he had never felt before.

The flowers are confusing the eyes, the water moon disturbs the heart, so he did not pay too much attention to Qingcheng Xie's other parts, even from behind folded holding the back of Qingcheng Xie's hand, he simply did not have the time to distracted to look at the wrist.

Only then did he remember that Qingcheng Xie had a tattoo on his hand, which he had seen a long time ago.

At this moment, he once again caught a glimpse of Qingcheng Xie's pale left wrist, the bone trim color thin wrist above, there is a long, slender, light smoky gray letters tattoo.

"Here lies one whose name was written in water"

The long sleeper in this place, the reputation of the water on the book.

Yu He stared at the tattoo, too many years ...... If not for this encounter, he would have forgotten this handwriting on Qingcheng Xie's wrist.

And Qingcheng Xie pulled his clothes, finally plucked Yu He a hard look, turned and pushed the door out, slammed the door of the washroom.

Yu He stood alone inside, facing the place where the two men had fiercely confronted each other.

He was quiet for a while, letting his absurd thoughts, and his restless and depressed state of mind settle down.

In front of my eyes, I kept seeing the text ...... and my ears were filled with Qingcheng Xie's icy voice, but it seemed to be suppressing some emotion -

"Those seven years have been a clear conscience for me as a doctor."

"You did what you did last night for that, Yu He, and I'm telling you, you're a fucking animal that's worse than a dog or a pig."

"Think for yourself."

"Think about it yourself ......"

So cold, an old chapter was blown away suddenly by a strong wind, and the evil dragon did clearly recall a past event from his early childhood.

About this tattoo of the past.