Chapter 99: Can I come to your house for New Year's Eve?

Today is the last day before the crew is dismissed.

Qingcheng Xie is packing in her room.

In the middle of packing, a greeting card suddenly fell out of the clutter.

He picked it up and looked at it, the greeting card had a blessing written on it, and he remembered that it was the first day he joined the group, the little publicity girl sent him.

The young girl is about the same age as Xue Xie, very naive and kind, Qingcheng Xie is with the black history of the Canton Tower to the crew, she also did not treat him differently.

But now her whereabouts are unknown, life and death is not known.

There was another missing girl, although she did not have much contact with Qingcheng Xie, she was sincere in her dealings with others.

Qingcheng Xie sat down with the greeting card and looked out the window at the drifting snow--

Lanpei Jiang , Yuzhu Lu , the two innocent girls implicated ...... although not sure whether the mastermind behind the same criminal gang, but this year, he experienced life and death is indeed too much.

Qingcheng Xie is a very cold and hard man, who has cut off almost all of his emotional ups and downs in order to overcome his mental illness. He cherished life, but lost the right to mourn its death, and even regret was already too much for him.

But now, perhaps because the secret that he had been keeping alone was finally resorted to by another person in a life-or-death situation, although Qingcheng Xie did not want to admit it so much, his mood at the moment seemed to be slightly different from before.

His heart is like a thick ink, and there is someone who knows the truth, it is like pouring a glass of water into that pool of ink.

The darkness is still intact.

But the density seems to be diluted a bit.

Allowing him to finally regain a little breathing room.

Qingcheng Xie closed his eyes, these days to ask himself, he did sense his own emotional relief, which makes him vaguely feel some regret.

Yes, what Yu He said was cruel, but everything was true - after he shared the secret with Yu He, he and the kid, the two of them really can't logically go back to the old relationship, they are only afraid to be completely entangled.

Qingcheng Xie sighed and found it hard to be still. By this time things were almost packed and the clock was pointing to ten o'clock in the evening, but unfortunately he couldn't sleep.

So he opened a bottle of red wine for himself, that was a gift from others when he entered the group, he originally intended to bring back, but now he thought, it is better to drink a little relief.

The wine is good wine, the entrance is sweet and mellow, self-pouring, but also gradually drink too much.

Qingcheng Xie Although the amount of alcohol is not bad, but alcohol intolerance, drink a little will lose strength quickly, although the brain is still sober, physical lethargy is inevitable.

The warmth began to melt away in his blood, he held a tall glass in one hand and leaned back wearily in the hotel recliner, his mood calm, but there was something very low in that calm.

The more wine he drank, the warmer his body became, he lowered his slightly red eyes, raised his hand to rub the corner of his forehead, but when he was about to get up to wash up, he heard the sound of his room card opening the door.

He has already come back to stay at the crew hotel for the past two days because he has too much to do with the police investigation.

And have this permission to ask the receptionist to take the room card to open the door, he was softened by alcohol soaked crispy know who is.

Qingcheng Xie has some impatience after being pestered too much, some resentment after telling the truth, and some irritation after days of thinking about no solution. He glanced towards the person who entered the room with such emotions, but probably drank too much red wine, along with the sight was soaked less sharp, so his impatience, resentment and irritation, Yu He did not see.

Yu He came to ask him when he was going to leave tomorrow, but when he entered the house, he saw a Qingcheng Xie who was a little drunk.

Qingcheng Xie quietly, straightened up, the slightly red eyes are still clear.

The waist and legs, too, are very straight.

He was at the entrance hall, watching him.

Then say-

"Please get out."

Yu He only spent a moment in a daze before he understood why Qingcheng Xie was drinking alone in the room.

He looked at him with a complicated expression, then turned his back and closed the door behind him.

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

"I'm asking you to step outside."

"...... Brother Xie, I think, you don't need to be so polite to me."

Qingcheng Xie looked at him indifferently, it was not polite, but cold - in fact, from the beginning of their escape from the ghost gate, he was distracted.

But at the time, he was not fully awake and did not know how much he regretted telling Yu He the truth.

It wasn't until after so many days of settling down that he finally had a good idea of exactly what kind of attitude he had. His level of regret was even deeper than that.

--He was sure he wanted Yu He to understand that whether he was the "first king" of the spiritual Bola Ai patients or not, whether he had told Yu He his secret or not, it all happened at the death line. It was all a matter of death.

And the Qingcheng Xie that comes to life must be the Qingcheng Xie that is clearly defined from Yu He.

He will not change his attitude toward Yu He because of this.

He also had to make Yu He understand this.

"You're drinking so much, is there something you're not happy about tonight?" Unfortunately, the young man ignored his point and didn't care about his condescending eviction.

Yu He approached him, still carrying the cool air of the cold night, and in his hand was the plastic bag he was carrying, "Sit down and talk. I brought you hot cocoa tea."

"......" is still really a child.

Who wants hot cocoa tea?

Drinking in the mouth of the throat are greasy.

Qingcheng Xie walked over with a cold face, put his hand against the wall behind Yu He and propped it up, and under his messy hair was a slightly wet eye: "Get out."

But Yu He suddenly reached out and hugged him.

Because the air conditioning in the house is turned on enough, Qingcheng Xie only wore a thin shirt, home models, or silk satin, through the satin can clearly feel the breath of teenagers.

Qingcheng Xie, half awake, afraid of waking up the people in the room, lowered his voice, his breath was hot from the wine, but his tone was cold: "Are you done with this?"

But this time, Yu He actually did not want to do anything to him, to Qingcheng Xie's surprise, Yu He just put him against the wall of the entrance hall, hugged him, and buried his head deeply into his neck and breathed.

It's not the same as the old kind of turbulent desire venting.

It's not even the same as the ward, that blazing solicitation after coming back from a life and death situation.

He met Qingcheng Xie privately for the first time after a few days of reflection, and when he hugged him, it was like holding a life like his own.

The last person in the world who could empathize with him.

"Tomorrow this crew is going to break up."

"......"

"Don't worry, I've thought about it. No matter what, what you tell me, I won't tell a second person."

Yu He is young, but when he really wants to talk to you seriously about something, he is actually very reliable. Very steady.

The boy said as he embraced the man in his arms.

He thought Qingcheng Xie's body was strange, obviously with the blood of a man, thin and uniform muscles, the physique can not be said to be poor.

But touching through the clothes, and feel that the clothes are too thick people too thin, thin like smoke, like the soul, can not hold, so that people can not help but want to probe into touch the entity, otherwise the heart is panic.

As if at any time and anywhere will disappear like thin.

He thus held Qingcheng Xie, gently swayed in place a few times, but some gentle illusion, afraid of losing something like -

Yu He closed his eyes, he had already thought a lot before he came. But at this moment, he was thinking about all the things in the past, about the scar on Qingcheng Xie's hand, about the secret in his heart, about everything that happened with Qingcheng Xie before, and finally, he remembered that when the day was over, they were going to leave here and go back to Huzhou.

Then Qingcheng Xie must not want to see him again.

His heart suddenly felt a strange tug, as if strangled by something, very uncomfortable.

"I will keep your secret for you. But first, let's say it. When you go back, don't stay alone with Man Chen." He finally whispered in Qingcheng Xie's ear, actually very good, like a plea.

Qingcheng Xie pushed him: "You don't have to be crazy."

"Well." Yu He laughed, he was really going crazy, because just now also said so similar to begging statements, this time the eyes dark again, he held Qingcheng Xie's wrist, stroke down, revealing a light green tattoo.

Here we go again.

Qingcheng Xie thinks he might need a teething stick, otherwise he would always like to catch himself chewing on it.

Yu He did bite Qingcheng Xie's tattoo, but this time it was not heavy and did not bleed.

He said, "Then it's okay if you want to be alone with him, don't let me run into you. You are one of my kind, don't get too close to others."

"You've been thinking about this way of getting along for the past few days?"

Yu He : "That's the bottom line for me."

Qingcheng Xie jerked his hand away, pulled out an antiseptic wipe, wiped his wrist in front of Yu He's face, and then threw the wipe directly at Yu He's face.

"Roll."

Yu He hugged him again more heavily.

He buried his face in Qingcheng Xie's neck and rubbed the tip of his nose gently.

The red wine drunk man is very hot, the temperature is usually not, Yu He knows if this time he and Qingcheng Xie indulge in entanglement, the feeling must be unprecedented.

But he didn't go about it that way.

During these few days of blank time, he did run through his ideas carefully and came up with new ones.

His feelings were not even the same as they were even then in the ward.

He had just recovered his life, and the joy of surviving made him eager to claim the warmth and softness of Qingcheng Xie's body.

The eagerness at that time was born out of an impulse, more like an inertia of previous behavior.

Now it's different.

Although his mouth is still as fierce as before, but he thought of Qingcheng Xie is how to go through these years alone, he thought of Qingcheng Xie wrist tattoos, but also once in the same hardship and helplessness as he cut off the scars, he felt his own cold heart, as if there is some kind of sour and soft emotions.

That emotion became a knot that barely tied him down.

It's true that he doesn't like Qingcheng Xie, but Qingcheng Xie is the only one for him.

He felt bad that Qingcheng Xie had never chosen him.

But he looked over as a mentally ill person and could more or less understand his past suffering.

-- Yu He thinks that he does not feel much pity for Qingcheng Xie in his newfound feelings for her.

But at least, he doesn't want to go on endlessly hurting this person.

He therefore did not do anything out of the ordinary, but simply hugged Qingcheng Xie for a long, long time - although Qingcheng Xie still did not want to hug him back.

So this time, finally, it became the first time they had a relationship after they had a fairly peaceful goodbye.

Yu He left with a deep look in his eyes, but in the end it was restrained: "I thought about it, Qingcheng Xie , in the future some things you do not want to do, I will not force you, right as a thank you after you told me the truth. ...... I don't torture you anymore, I won't force you to do those things anymore, don't be afraid."

Qingcheng Xie's body is tinged with wine, but his eyes are as clear as thin ice.

Only the ice seems to be condensed with some rouge underneath, with some soft redness.

Qingcheng Xie faded: "You're really exalting yourself, I was never afraid of you, I just found those experiences disgusting."

"......"

And again, "If you're not going to do it again, what are you doing in my room."

Yu He thought about it, but it seems that he can't really remember why he came here.

He said, "It's nothing. I'm just going to go."

"Hmm."

" Qingcheng Xie ."

"Hmm?"

"...... Before you go, can you give me a hug too?"

Qingcheng Xie closed the eyes that fell on the starry moon and said coldly, "I said that in my case, our relationship will not change just because you know my secret. My thoughts have not changed."

"......"

"You go."

If it was the old Yu He, he would not have left like that.

But this time he stared at Qingcheng Xie for a while, and finally said nothing more, as if what should be said had already been said.

He originally had a lot of hostility that could be turned into his combustion engine, allowing him to shamelessly pester in front of Qingcheng Xie.

But these days thinking down, the kind of hostility, it seems to have been taken away from the chest and soul of most of the similar.

He knew that Qingcheng Xie had abandoned him, left him behind, knew that Qingcheng Xie had made choices that really never included him - but knowing some of the truth, it was hard for him to feel that Qingcheng Xie had failed him.

Kui is the behavior of normal people, Qingcheng Xie in the whole whirlpool of events, has long discarded the identity of normal people.

Qingcheng Xie doesn't even want himself.

And why should we stop for ourselves?

Yu He, although still difficult, is no longer incomprehensible.

So after Qingcheng Xie asked him to leave once again, he did.

On the table is a hot cocoa tea brought by Yu He, Qingcheng Xie lies down on the bed as if she is disconnected, raises her hands and covers her forehead and eyebrows with her arms.

The body still has Yu He's warmth, very warm, but not what he wants. He had lived in hell for too long, he could not walk away from his parents' death, he could not let go of old Qin's death, he had lived among the dead for too long, he was not used to the feeling of being close to the living anymore.

It's better to stay on your own ......

Qingcheng Xie slept alone in exhaustion and confusion until the day dawned brightly.

After Qingcheng Xie returned to Huzhou, it was naturally another tussle.

Jingfeng Zheng, Man Chen, Aunt Li, Xue Xie ...... they will come to ask him the whole story out of concern, Qingcheng Xie although not very patient, but still all clear.

Of course, what they know is only the tip of the iceberg, what happened in the studio at that time, only he and Yu He two people who know.

It is true that Yu He did not ask Qingcheng Xie to do that kind of thing with him again.

Although the teenager's lust is rumbling and the molten stream in his eyes cannot be hidden, Yu He has always been more protective and compassionate towards the mentally ill than the normal people. He sees them as his own kind, so naturally he will not bully them more.

Qingcheng Xie originally thought Yu He was just saying that, but later found out that Yu He was really a man of his word, and he was indeed a gentleman who kept his promise in this regard.

In the blink of an eye, New Year's Eve is here.

Qingcheng Xie received a message from Yu He on New Year's Day -

"My parents are going back to Yanzhou for a while, but this time they asked me to come with them."

"But I didn't want to go, I refused."

"......"

After a long pause, Yu He seemed to be waiting for Qingcheng Xie's reply.

But Qingcheng Xie never replied, so he sent one last message.

"I don't want to be alone. Can I come to your house for the holidays?"