Chapter 66: Couldn't bear it

Qingcheng Xie came to the door and stood in front of Yu He.

Yu He is still in the same attire as when he received the award, the Huzhou University student uniform, complete with medals.

Qingcheng Xie swept up, "I really want to congratulate you. President of the Boys Student Council."

Yu He : "......"

"What else do you have to say."

What does he have to say?

Of course it is not possible to be like a grieving woman, asking this man why he deleted himself.

But the ground three feet, but can not find any a suitable reason.

Yu He did not answer, while Qingcheng Xie slowly narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing him.

That look annoyed Yu He and made him feel uneasy - the look Qingcheng Xie used to give him whenever he cheated on her or hid something from her as a child. And he rarely got this kind of look from others, like an x-ray that would penetrate him.

He was instinctively anxious.

He ran his eyes over Qingcheng Xie's face, to the collar of his bathrobe, to the droplets of water running down his dark hair.

Man Chen wondered why Qingcheng Xie had to take a shower as soon as he got home.

But Yu He knew it all too well.

Because it was too clear, he felt very uncomfortable - Qingcheng Xie had promised him that the two of them would inevitably be entangled in the future, and he was so eager to clean up the traces he had left behind?

Moreover, Qingcheng Xie allowed Man Chen to go home with him.

Even ...... even Qingcheng Xie is so at ease with Man Chen, so casual, Man Chen at home, he can also manage his own bath.

Qingcheng Xie simply did not believe what he said.

The word "Man Chen" suddenly became a skeleton in the closet, tormenting Yu He, and tainting his eyes with a rusty color: "What about him? What is he doing here?"

Qingcheng Xie suddenly got a little angry.

In fact, Man Chen came just because he had left some debriefing reports at Qingcheng Xie's house and came to pick them up. Qingcheng Xie is not guarded against Man Chen, besides this room is too small, he is worried that at such a close distance, Man Chen will detect the smell of his body that does not belong to him.

So even though Man Chen was there, he insisted on taking a shower first to cleanse his body of those things.

How come Yu He has such a dirty feeling in his mouth?

Qingcheng Xie eyes cold: "You are sick Yu He , he came here and you have what to do."

"How is it okay."

"What is he to me, and what are you considered to be to me?"

"...... What he is to you I do not know ......" Yu He said after a moment of silence.

"But what am I to you ......" Yu He look became extremely gloomy, more than half an hour ago Shu Xin as if it was all in a previous life, his eyes were again caged with that sickly look that Qingcheng Xie is familiar with. "You wash clean and forget clean?"

"You promised me yourself, you just promised me."

Qingcheng Xie stares at Yu He with a look that is almost warm, and under this sharp eye, any demeanor seems worthless.

Qingcheng Xie has a stress reaction after his first relationship with Yu He, however he is not a loser and once he gets back on his feet when he readjusts his mind, then his inner strength will make any harm near ineffective in front of him.

"...... You listen Yu He, I promised you, that's what I promised you in bed, and you are nothing when you get out of bed. We both have nothing to do with each other now."

As he spoke, his lapel spread a bit, revealing the thin ice-like skin underneath. The hickeys Yu He left on his body an hour or so ago were peach blossoms frozen beneath the ice.

It is prematurely beautiful, but extremely cold.

There is no life alive.

A drop of water fell, sliding down the curve of Qingcheng Xie's face, reaching his jaw and sliding into the side of his neck, Yu He's eyes followed the trail of water drops and looked down without a sound.

Meandering wetness up to the collarbone ......

Qingcheng Xie coldly straightened his bathrobe, interrupting his adventurous gaze.

Yu He re-raised his head to the two pools of extremely cold peach blossom pools.

"If you don't have anything to do, just go. It's not as if you've tasted something new and it's never ending." Qingcheng Xie was stabbing him with every word, "What's the difference between that and a beast. And it looks like you-"

He paused for a moment: "Very unseen."

Yu He's look became very difficult, he seems on the one hand does not want to admit in front of this man that he is indeed very uneducated, so he even lied to Qingcheng Xie before saying that he is not the first time, Qingcheng Xie is also not the one that makes him feel the best.

But on the other hand, he is clear Qingcheng Xie early to see his bullshit, they were in the clubhouse that time, he was so impatient, can not get the point, over there to endure a head full of sweat, Solar Plexus veins are jumping, still do not know what to do, grinding a long time.

Qingcheng Xie is not a virgin, how can he not see that this young man is looking for a complement to his face.

"......"

Yu He stared at Qingcheng Xie's still watery face and said angrily, "I'm looking for you this time, not for that matter."

"Rare." Qingcheng Xie said, "That's for what."

But at this moment Yu He can't admit that he came to him because of the deletion of people, otherwise it would be more embarrassing.

So Yu He just blurted out nonsense.

"Because I'm sick."

"......"

Yu He said, "I'm sick, and I want you to show me."

"......"

"Do you remember that you were a doctor, Qingcheng Xie."

He did not mention this is fine, mention this, Qingcheng Xie feel infuriated.

If he didn't remember, he should have cut ties with Yu He and stayed as far away as possible, where would all this shit be now? So after a short silence, Qingcheng Xie raised his hand on the door frame and narrowed his eyes, he was finally not so calm, under the cold mask of the broken, he revealed a very fierce face.

"I remember it well."

The anger that had been pent up for too long suddenly came overwhelmingly at this moment, and Qingcheng Xie suddenly pinched Yu He's cheek, with his other elbow propped up against the door frame.

His voice was low, but the strength of each word seemed to be able to peel the human skin off Yu He the beast and fling it bloodily on the ground.

"But hopefully you'll also remember that I left my job four years ago."

"I don't have anything to do with you being sick." The low mellow voice was right next to Yu He's ear, with a hot heat, but the sentence was straight off the ice, "But if you die, you can send me a dream to inform me, and if I'm in a good mood, I might go to your grave to offer you a stick of incense. Bastard."

He said he straightened up and patted Yu He's cheek.

"Get out."

The words have not yet fallen, suddenly the pupils shrink.

Unexpectedly, Yu He bit the tip of his finger so hard that blood was stained between his teeth -

" Qingcheng Xie ." Yu He stared intently at the man's face, the tip of his tongue sweeping across Qingcheng Xie's fingertips.

Qingcheng Xie drew his hand with a sullen face, but his wrist was unexpectedly clutched by Yu He.

Yu He lowered his head and first swept the cursed recurring tattoo in his spring dream, then licked his blood-stained lips, purely to disgust Qingcheng Xie like slurping his tongue back: "Your blood is sweet."

Qingcheng Xie almost slapped him, but fearing that the noise would attract the neighbors, he whispered, "Hands off."

Yu He did not let go of his hand, but instead he clutched it tighter, and secretly used his dark strength to lift Qingcheng Xie's wrist under the stalemate with Qingcheng Xie.

He looked down, but his eyes floated upward, staring at Qingcheng Xie's face in the not too brightly lit doorway of the old mansion.

Yu He seems to want to open the meat after the unresolved grievances and hot air all ferociously and ruthlessly into Qingcheng Xie body as if, lifting Qingcheng Xie's wrist, so that he exposed the inner tattoo, and then in that reader tender wrist inside, fierce bite down.

Like quenching poisonous juice.

Qingcheng Xie's face was tense, his hands were painful and numb, but he could not make a sound, but could only stare at each other in the dimness with Yu He's eyes, fighting.

"You remember. Qingcheng Xie ." Finally Yu He finally let go and threw Qingcheng Xie's arm around, "You are my father's late friend, my personal doctor, or someone I slept with, I must be different to you. Don't let me hear you say in the future that I count as your what's-his-name."

His blood seemed to satiate him, and seemed to make him thirstier.

"And - don't ever get that close to Man Chen again. Because he's a disgusting faggot, and he just has that dirty, dirty mind for you."

Qingcheng Xie stared at him with nice eyes for a while, then said with disgust, " Yu He , are you qualified to talk about others now?"

"Who am I not to say."

"Don't you feel vain? Who the hell is gay? Aren't you? How do you have the face to say Man Chen? Think about your own face!"

Yu He seemed to be a hard whip, cheeks slightly twitching, thin lips tightly pursed, also stained with some undried blood.

He was so blue that he wanted to say to Qingcheng Xie, completely different, I did not do that with you because I like you, just feel good, then since it is not like, can not talk about love, and is not gay.

But his lips moved only once before Qingcheng Xie pushed him out of the room: "Get out. Get out of here."

"I'm not rolling. You've promised to continue with me -"

"Yes, I did promise you. But now I'm tired and need to rest, and the night service you provided is over, got it? Don't take yourself too seriously."

Yu He : "...... What night service! It's mutual healing-"

Qingcheng Xie looked gloomy: "Then today's treatment is finished, I feel good now, very good, you barefoot doctor can go now?"

Then he was about to close the door.

The door was closed tightly in front of Yu He.

The door was stubbornly resisted by Yu He.

" Qingcheng Xie , you do not force me ......"

Qingcheng Xie did not say a word, only forcefully closed the door, the force is so strong that Yu He's fingers were caught in the door frame with a red mark, the old iron door in disrepair, the corners even with some burrs, in the silent confrontation between the two, Yu He's back of the hand was even cut and began to seep blood.

But he looked at Qingcheng Xie as if he could not feel it.

He was consumed with patience in such arguments, and now he is close to madness, neither coaxing nor persuading, Qingcheng Xie still refuses him and scolds him, what do you want him to do?

Yu He could only take off the mask, revealing the evil dragon like, scarred and ugly face underneath the □.

The tone was so gentle as to be morbidly creepy: "Good. Very good. You trust him so much, that Officer Chen of yours, don't you?"

Qingcheng Xie Sen Senran: "He is at least more normal than you."

Yu He suddenly bent his elbow against the door, then raised his hand and pressed his bloodied fingers against Qingcheng Xie's chest.

He pressed closer to him and murmured in his ear, "It's okay, if you think I'm not normal, I'm used to it anyway, I've heard all those sincere words of yours in the video, and I've seen your hypocrisy long ago. I do not care what I look like in your eyes, anyway, there has never been any person, sincerely love me, equal to see me ......"

The voice is even softer by an octave, as if to turn into silk, soft, yet cold, to strangle Qingcheng Xie's neck.

"I'm used to it."

Suddenly, he pushed Qingcheng Xie into the house, the iron and wooden doors slammed shut behind them, Yu He was very thoughtful, but remembered to lock the door behind them.

Just when the door was locked, he vented and began to press Qingcheng Xie back against the door panel and kiss.

Qingcheng Xie was really not expecting him to have such physical strength.

How long has it been since the entanglement?

" Yu He! Don't you go crazy here! Xue Xie she might come back ......"

Even Xue Xie is no longer a safe word for Yu He. He paused just a little, and then he gave Qingcheng Xie the answer - he pinned him down on the desk, and the half-written paper on the desk scattered all over the floor.

What's wrong with mentioning Xue Xie?

Yu He's eyes were cold, and the old scar on his heart felt like it was being torn, bleeding out, so he went for the side of Qingcheng Xie's neck more viciously, as if desperately seeking some kind of medicine to stop the bleeding.

Yes, Qingcheng Xie is like a medicine in his life, always able to suppress something, and like a cold prosthesis, always able to fill something.

It used to be a way to fill his missing affinity.

Now it can also fill the love he craves.

Although Qingcheng Xie is not the same as the person he once expected, Qingcheng Xie is both male and not gentle, and treats him badly, he is with him, like looking for someone who can barely fill the gap, like a false tooth, a new metal after the painful loss of an arm, although always a little less than complete, but at least to replace those deadly holes.

Something is better than nothing.

Yu He thought this, and in the darkness, whispered to Qingcheng Xie, "She's not okay, she won't come back."

"You stay with me."

The voice is calm, not just like a crazy person, but lonely and paranoid to the extreme, self-loathing answer, like crazy and like begging.

It was daylight outside the window. But the teenager said-

"It's dark, Qingcheng Xie. Don't you drive me away."

"I am really running out of places to go."