Chapter 83: Are you sick too?

When Yu He returned to the B-team scene, a heart was burning inside his chest.

He remembered what his cousin had said, and then he thought about the woman's exposed expression, which made him feel like Qingcheng Xie was clad in layers of clothes, except for one, there was another underneath.

The man is like a solid fog, his blood is cold or hot, his skin is cold or warm, it seems that until now Yu He can not feel it with his own hands.

Yu He was only sure that Qingcheng Xie did have more secrets to hide from him.

Hiding from everyone.

Just - why would Qingcheng Xie do that?

What is there that he does not understand?

Team B was taking a break, and Yu He went back and saw Man Chen, who was communicating with the director and no one else was around.

He averted his gaze and frantically searched the crowd for Qingcheng Xie's figure.

Then, Yu He saw it.

Qingcheng Xie is sitting by the flower bed in the Police academy playground, smoking.

Yu He walked down the steps, crossed half of the playground, walked towards him, and then grabbed Qingcheng Xie's arm.

"You're coming with me."

Qingcheng Xie looked back, and his eyes were angry for a moment when he saw Yu He, but he quickly suppressed this anger, as if he felt that it was a waste of effort to be angry at someone like Yu He.

"You're a ghost, what the hell are you trying to do."

Yu He did not say anything, pulling him all the way, dragging him all the way to an unoccupied classroom in the nearby school building, he first let Qingcheng Xie go in, and then followed himself in, slamming the door shut.

He didn't turn around, his eyes were staring straight at Qingcheng Xie, but his hand was behind his back, and he locked the door with a click.

In front of him is Qingcheng Xie, wearing a winter police officer's formal dress, very handsome and upright, simply makes people want to rip off his uniform and kiss him.

Yu He has always been a very smart person, but his complex emotions for Qingcheng Xie are about to crush the cpu of this smart brain.

When he faced his cousin or the woman, he was comfortable and even relaxed, but when he met Qingcheng Xie's eyes, it was as if he had been electrocuted and his thoughts were numb.

" Yu He , are you finished." Those eyes gazed at him icily.

Yu He was going to ask him about the woman right away.

But after the door to the Police academy was locked, he smelled Qingcheng Xie's scent, and his brain felt like it had been jolted.

The bloodthirsty desire suddenly rises, and with it the impulse of a teenager, Yu He looks at this man who has sealed too many stories, and the anxious resentment in his heart rushes up.

He didn't even have time to ask questions, and in that moment he looked at him, his eyes smoldering red, he wanted to scold him, wanted him, wanted to tear him apart, wanted to dissect him.

Too many crazy emotions came up and made him explode with difficulty for a moment.

He was actually speechless, red-eyed and had to vent immediately.

So Yu He took two steps forward and did the first thing he did when he was alone with Qingcheng Xie -

His hand went around, pinched the back of Qingcheng Xie's neck, then brought Qingcheng Xie down on the podium, turned his head sideways, retaliated, cathartically, and bit Qingcheng Xie's side of the neck fiercely!

Qingcheng Xie let out a low, muffled grunt as she was caught off guard by the pain.

The soft sound was like a star fire running up Yu He's spine, and with it, a fishy sweet taste of blood that instantly filled Yu He's mouth.

The evil dragon sucked the blood of the sacrifice.

Hot.

Sweet.

Much more exciting than the splattered fake blood plasma on camera.

The gurgling warmth gushed out from under Qingcheng Xie's pierced skin, the dragon's teeth were sharp, biting the human neck and refusing to let go, rolling up and down the knot in his throat, swallowing Qingcheng Xie's hot blood, he couldn't help but let out a low sigh of satisfaction.

Just now the kind of agitation, almost drove him crazy emotions, seems to be in such a bloody intertwined slightly stopped down.

The constant high fever of the disease made Yu He's body so hot that when he was close to Qingcheng Xie, it was as if he could iron each other's flesh and blood through the clothes.

Qingcheng Xie tried to break away from him, but Yu He did not let go and instead pinned the man in uniform to the podium, sweeping down several Police academy textbooks and promotional magazines on the podium during the tangle.

"Release ......"

" Yu He , I told you to let go."

"Loose lips."

Yu He found his mouth too annoying, his blood-stained lips lifted slightly from his neck, then turned sideways and kissed Qingcheng Xie's lips roughly, sealing his sweepingly calm voice.

Yu He pestered him so desperately that he had never found kissing to be such a comfortable thing, soothing the beast of desire in his heart that belonged to a normal teenager and calming the thirst for blood in his spirit Bola Ai.

Qingcheng Xie see good speech is useless, then fierce back to bite him, this kiss than any of their previous kisses are more passionate, tyrannical, fishy sweet.

But maybe Qingcheng Xie really provoked Yu He, or maybe Yu He is too insensitive this time, he has never been so heavily bitten by Qingcheng Xie still refuses to withdraw.

In the end it was Qingcheng Xie who suffered, he was cold and would not take such a crazy and intense kiss, he began to lose his breath, his mouth was so thick with Yu He's blood for the first time, deep into the middle of his throat, forcing him to cough unbearably.

Yu He then let go of him, his lips moist, sweet red, the blood is not only Qingcheng Xie's, but also his own.

Qingcheng Xie has also tasted the blood of Yu He.

"I really want to fucking kill you like this." Yu He was still on top of him, his hands restraining Qingcheng Xie's wrists to keep him from moving. But his body finally straightened up a bit and pulled away a little, a distance that allowed him to see Qingcheng Xie's disheveled uniform more clearly underneath him.

He said with great hatred, resentment and agitation:

"Really, I'd like to do that right now - maybe do that so that there might be that one or two true words out of your mouth. Isn't that right?"

Qingcheng Xie could not easily get some air, his chest rose and fell violently, gasping for breath.

His navy blue jacket had been ripped open in the tangle, inside was a light blue police shirt, Yu He also wanted to unbuckle his uniform belt silver buckle, and let go of a hand holding Qingcheng Xie down.

Qingcheng Xie could not let him do whatever he wanted, and at the moment he let go of his hand, he flipped up and fiercely pinned Yu He back on the table, and then he slapped Yu He in the face with full force.

"You fucking animal!"

Yu He was beaten, the face immediately floated red marks, but do not feel pain, but feel good, he was already perverted, the disease intensified his tyrannical mind, this kind of ventilated violence will only make him physically and mentally happy.

"You swear a couple more times."

"I say you, beast." Qingcheng Xie directly pulled him up by his hair and slammed him against the blackboard, then pushed him hard and kicked him straight in the face, kicking Yu He straight to the ground, with tables, chairs and benches tumbling down behind him.

He gasped and straightened his navy blue and silver clip-on tie, rebuttoned his jacket one by one, and stared at Yu He with bloodshot eyes like blades and cones.

Yu He also did not get up, he slowly wiped the blood from the corners of his lips and cheeks, only slightly straightened up, the tables and chairs that fell behind him in ruins seemed to become his throne, he just leaned over it, raised his deep almond eyes, sorrowfully looking at Qingcheng Xie, sizing up Qingcheng Xie.

Then he laughed against the back of his teeth, he tilted his head and ate for a while, blood between his breath, but felt indescribable pleasure.

The pleasure of morbid being satisfied.

"You know I'm having an attack, don't you, Qingcheng Xie?"

"......"

"The sicker I am, the less I care about these actions of yours. Even if you poked me in the heart with a knife now, I would feel nothing but a million joys - because I would not be in pain, but you would owe me for the rest of your life. You will never again pretend to be innocent."

Yu He gasped and stared at the man with eyes like a wolf.

"You're really good at disguising yourself, Qingcheng Xie."

"......"

"You are a man with layers of disguise, a cocoon within a cocoon - I ask you, which layer are you really?"

Qingcheng Xie said morosely, "What the hell are you talking about, what the fuck are you taking wrong today?"

Yu He just laughed, a creepy laugh.

When he finally stopped laughing, he offered his hand to the man, "Come here."

"......" I don't know why, just when he said the three words you come over, Qingcheng Xie, who had just been stained with a lot of Yu He's blood, suddenly turned a little white.

He frowned as if momentarily uncomfortable, and what came through was a sickly pallor.

But Yu He didn't notice and said it again, "Come here."

"I'll give you something to listen to - Qingcheng Xie , I'll tell you, nothing can be hidden all the time. Listen, you listen carefully, and then you should understand all about why I'm looking for you today."

Qingcheng Xie stood in place with a white face for a while, and finally, slowly, walked over to him.

Yu He took out his phone and looked into Qingcheng Xie's dark eyes before he tapped the record play button--

"Do you know who I met today."

"......"

"Would you like to take a guess?"

"...... You can say what you have Yu He ."

Yu He laughed coldly: "I hope you can still be so calm in front of me after listening to this."

"Hopefully, too, when you hear her voice, you'll remember the one-time date she had with you." The corners of his lips pulled back in an almost mocking arc as he finished the second half of his sentence word for word - "A one-play date."

"Snap."

The recording begins.

That was the whole conversation between Yu He and the old woman in the cafe.

The audio is not very long, and Qingcheng Xie listened to the whole thing and was silent for longer than the recording.

Neither of them spoke for a while.

Finally it was Yu He who slowly asked, "How's that sound?"

Qingcheng Xie : "...... where did you meet her."

"It's in this crew." Yu He slowly put down the phone, "It seems you have no intention of denying it."

"......"

"Why do you want to play this drama? Qingcheng Xie, what exactly do you want? What secrets are you hiding?"

"......"

Qingcheng Xie closed his eyes, "This is my personal matter."

Yu He leaned his head back, wiping the blood from the corner of his lip, then once again dropped his gaze to Qingcheng Xie. He was annoyed by Qingcheng Xie and let out a cold snicker.

"Private business." Black eyes stared at him, and did not intend to spend more time with the other party on public and private matters. He only said, "It's only right for me to ask a few questions about your private matters."

The eyes wandered: "Your people are mine, why can't I know about you."

What Qingcheng Xie can't stand is Yu He's kind of talk. It was as if he was treating him like a woman.

He opened his eyes and his face quickly sank to a more ugly color than before.

"I hope you'll show some respect, Yu He."

"I want to hear the truth, Qingcheng Xie."

Yu He inadvertently said this command-like phrase with blood-stained lips.

For some reason, after Qingcheng Xie heard these words, his body suddenly swayed slightly, and the color of blood on his face suddenly decreased by a few points.

And this time, unfortunately -

Yu He noticed.

He first did not care, but then suddenly remembered something, suddenly startled, followed by narrowing his eyes, staring at Qingcheng Xie suddenly uncomfortable look.

"...... Qingcheng Xie ." Yu He asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I ......" responded quickly, as if involuntarily, but before the words were out, they were strangled raw.

Qingcheng Xie chest heaving up and down, because in the concealment of what, cutting teeth movement clearly through the face.

Then he turned his face away suddenly.

Yu He's expression became more difficult, and the tone of his questioning became more determined: "Say, what's wrong with you?"

"......"

The sickly white was more pronounced, Qingcheng Xie's back trembled slightly, and he froze in place, looking as if he did want to say something, but was hardened by his own control.

After a long silence, Qingcheng Xie suddenly broke out into a violent coughing fit.

"Ahem ......"

He coughed so hard that he leaned back and rested against the cold tiles of the classroom, his eyes were red from coughing, and he looked up, almost woefully, at Yu He.

At this moment, Yu He looked at his unusual reaction, his heart trembled violently, does it mean ......

" Qingcheng Xie , you are ......"

He did not speak further immediately.

The appearance of Qingcheng Xie in front of him suddenly reminded him of a previous experience -

It was a winter a few years ago.

At that time he was still studying abroad, went to a nursing home, encountered a serious symptoms of mental patients, medical care at the side to discourage useless, can only be forced on the sedative restraint belt.

But the foreign patient was robust and broke free at once, hissing loudly in French, spitting and beating the other man.

"I'll kill you all - let you lock me up! Let you do this to me, haha, hahahahaha!"

Yu He was not feeling well at that time, he also suffered some injuries that day, bleeding, the original psychological bloodthirsty violence, if you want to calm down as soon as possible, naturally can not watch such intense crazy scene.

He was so annoyed that he opened his mouth and scolded in French, "Shut up."

Yu He was just a thoughtless remark when he was passing by.

But who knew that the madman's face suddenly went white.

Looking at him steadily, it was as if he had seen something very frightening.

The patient's pain still seemed to be rampaging through his body, to break out as a scream.

But he stared straight at the teenager and actually tried hard to snuff out the scream in his throat.

It was as if a giant invisible hand had literally locked his throat with Yu He's "shut up".

Those medical care present at the time were frozen.

"Do you, do you know him?"

"...... doesn't recognize it." Yu He replied, surprised himself.

This passed on the medical side, and they later thought it would be coincidental.

But only Yu He realizes that it is not.

He looked closely at the patient's pale face, at the bruises that jutted out because of his reticence.

He suddenly had an uncertain suspicion in his mind, like an early morning fog amazingly diffused.

After all the medical care dispersed, he walked right up to the gasping patient.

The patient sat, Yu He looked at him with askance eyes.

To confirm his idea, he gave a most cruel order in French -

He tries, softly, "Je veux que tu te suicides."

And then -

It was as if a horrible truth had broken out of the fog.

The patient's ego consciousness seemed to be in sharp rebellion, which made his face flush with painful pallor and his body sway slightly.

Yu He's mirror-like eyes reflected his struggle.

He was so close to the patient that the patient could smell the blood on him.

After a few seconds, and perhaps a dozen seconds, the man raised his hand and seemed to finally fall in the tear with the invisible force.

His eyes went slack and he raised his hand - and actually strangled himself hard!

Yu He was taken aback, he came back to his senses before the other side was really close to choking himself to death, and immediately shouted at him--

"Stop. You stop!"

The man dropped his hands, as if his tall, lanky body had been in a hot furnace, and fell to the ground, almost turning into mud.

It was after that that Yu He discovered that if he gave a psychiatric patient a whiff of his own blood breath and then spoke to him in a commanding tone, he would be unable to control himself and would do as he asked.

And inside Chengkang Hospital, he learned about this ability from Qingcheng Xie, named - Blood Compulsion.

At this moment, Yu He was staring at Qingcheng Xie's face with unshakable eyes.

That forced by the blood compulsion, but also want to try to break free from the invisible shackles of the look ......

He's all too familiar with it.

Can't go wrong.

Qingcheng Xie He ...... he was even equally affected by his blood compulsion this time!!!

It is like a sharp sword cutting through the fog and darkness.

Yu He's eyes were shining with tiny, trembling beams of light.

He slowly got up from the ground and murmured, "...... Qingcheng Xie , you ......"

What makes him even more sure is that Qingcheng Xie, who has always been very calm, even those ridiculous scenes just now can be tough to deal with Qingcheng Xie, does not dare to touch his gaze at this moment.

Instead, he suddenly turned around and walked towards the door with his face in Qing Tie.

Qingcheng Xie's hand was already on the latch of the door and turned the lock with a click.

Immediately after he was about to pull open the door and go out.

However, Yu He caught up behind him and re-closed the classroom door with a bang.

One of his hands went through the side of Qingcheng Xie's face to press against the door, and the other hand held Qingcheng Xie's waist to force him to turn around to face himself.

There's no mistaking ...... there's no mistaking ......

Yu He's pupils were slightly constricted -

It can't be wrong.

Qingcheng Xie so calm and cold a person, this time in his palm underhand holding the waist, but is trembling violently.

That trembling is like a butterfly facing his command, out of control, but unwilling, trying to break free of the spider web as best he can. It is the trembling that wants to escape the command of the blood compulsion ......

Yu He didn't know what to say for a while.

Surprise, anger, consternation, excitement, ecstasy, great mourning ...... all incompatible emotions at this time all in his chest flooded into a disaster.

"You ...... you are ......" Yu He looked at the man who was trapped between his chest and the classroom door.

The man who was always meticulous and grim and tough.

He couldn't believe it, his voice changed shape, "You too?"

"......"

" Qingcheng Xie , aren't you too?"

A sound more vicious than a sound, a sound more harsh than a sound, a sound more crazy than a sound, a sound more desperate than a sound.

"You too?!!!"

His despair comes from his refusal to believe that Qingcheng Xie also has mental problems, no matter what, Qingcheng Xie is always a very strong person in his eyes, a person who is very much in control of his emotions and mind.

He's even a doctor.

If such a person can suffer from mental illness under the pressure of society and no one knows it, what reason is there for him to think that illness can be overcome by the human heart?

That is the devil that can make even Qingcheng Xie's army defeated.

Yu He gasped and violently pulled Qingcheng Xie's hair, forcing him to look at himself.

The trembling halo of almond eyes, to the stagnant peach blossom eyes.

The tip of the nose is almost pointing right at the tip of the nose.

The blood on Qingcheng Xie Wen Yu He smelled heavier and was more affected than any of the previous people who were under the blood compulsion.

Yu He's throat knot rolled, he looked at him and moved morbidly without stroking Qingcheng Xie's hair.

He tried his best to calm himself down, his voice lightened a bit, but he was still shaking.

The emotions hidden inside are more frightening than when the sound is loud.

His blood-stained lips were pressed against Qingcheng Xie's faintly panting lips, not even an inch away, and he murmured, or rather, he ordered-

"You tell me."

He was holding Qingcheng Xie in a death grip, and Yu He did not doubt that Qingcheng Xie would have a large bruise on the side of his waist after taking off his police uniform today.

He held him tightly, as if trying to clutch a vein of truth from the quicksand that wouldn't stop slipping.

His eyes shone with a radiant light, but his voice grew softer and softer. Like the murmur of a witch.

"You tell me. Are you too?"

"......" Qingcheng Xie frowned in pain.

"Tell the truth Qingcheng Xie ." Yu He to explore the hidden secrets from this man's body, his heart thumping, so hot, his eyes are gradually burning red.

"Do you also have a mental illness?"