I'm the only one who understands you best

Li Ruoqiu didn't recognize the young man at first, after all, He Yu was so different from the junior high school students she was entertaining at that time, and after a while she snapped back, "Ah, it's you?"

Her face was more than a little embarrassed.

He Yu was not embarrassed and smiled, "Auntie Li, it's me, hello."

"......" little brat mouth is too poisonous, Li Ruoqiu this age, at most called a sister.

But he called her aunt, as if to remind her of something.

Li Ruoqiu: "You, you're so big. When I met you back then, you were just a little kid. ......"

He Yu still smiled lightly and did not say anything.

Li Ruoqiu: "We haven't seen each other for years."

He Yu: "It's been a long time."

Li Ruoqiu and the boy stared at each other for a while, she was a very delicate person emotionally, and she immediately realized that the way He Yu looked at her was not quite right.

How do you say that feeling ......?

It even looks a little familiar.

She thought about it, and it came to her - there was a passing resemblance to the young girl who had come to the door to cause trouble.

Li Ruoqiu, having realized the taste, suddenly froze.

She didn't know why the boy was looking at her the way he was.

"Are you ...... you not spending New Year's Eve with your mom and dad tonight?" She hesitantly, tentatively asked him.

He Yu replied very simply: "Not with. I'm with Xie."

"But ......" Li Ruoqiu still wanted to ask something else, Xie Qingcheng interrupted her.

Xie Qingcheng: "You come with me."

Li Ruoqiu had to give up, Xie Qingcheng stared at He Yu warningly for a few seconds, and then walked towards Xie Xue.

Although Xie Xue hated Li Ruoqiu to death, she, like Xie Qingcheng, was not the kind of person who would step on others when they were in trouble. Knowing that Li Ruoqiu was badly beaten by that scummy dog, the corner of her mouth was swollen, and one of her teeth was loose, she still agreed to take Li Ruoqiu to a nearby hotel to take care of her for two days.

After arranging everything, Xie Qingcheng sat alone in the house and smoked.

No one came in to bother him again, Auntie Lai was very sensible, and He Yu was called to chat by the older women.

Outside the crowd in the gentle clamor, as far as possible as just they did not see anything, as far as possible to leave a peace to him. Late at night, the sky began to snow again, gradually the windows were blurred by ambiguous fog, only the red windowpane on the glass was clear.

Xie Qingcheng's eyes were as hazy as the fog, and his long fingers pressed out the last of his cigarettes as he got up and went to the shower to wash up.

The room was stuffy, he'd smoked too many cigarettes and drank some wine, and his mental state was really bad, so it took a long time for him to drift off into a hazy sleep.

About the time the main stage started singing "A Night to Remember," the door to the room opened.

He vaguely thought it was Xie Xue returning, and it wasn't until the man walked through the curtains and came to his bedside that he realized it was He Yu.

Xie Qingcheng lay on the bed, and did not want to speak, only slightly opened a little bit of peach blossom eyes, indifferently looking at him, eyes empty.

He didn't lash out in front of Li Ruoqiu, but he did feel-very humiliated.

Very humiliating.

Li Ruoqiu himself may not have too much feeling, because it is she who betrayed him, she in front of so many people and then came back to cry to him, Xie Qingcheng feel that their own sores are nakedly lifted, to all peep.

This also includes He Yu.

He felt like quite a failure, he couldn't even keep his own wife, which would hurt any big old man, and that wound was so many years old that he didn't think it would bleed again.

But her arrival was undoubtedly another festering of meat from the inside.

Ouch.

In the darkness, the man and the boy stared at each other wordlessly.

After a long time, Xie Qingcheng hoarsely said, "You go back. The hilarity is over."

He Yu said, "Xie Qingcheng, you can totally tell her to get lost."

"She's my ex-wife."

"Ex-wife only."

Xie Qingcheng got bored and closed his eyes; he was already in a bit of a trance, and the excessive amount of cigarettes and alcohol had turned his consciousness very slowly.

He said, "Don't mind your own business, go away."

He Yu had clearly intended to restore a minimum of respect to Xie Qingcheng since the studio incident.

But that night it changed again, as if the moment he saw Li Ruoqiu appear, what he had thought about "peace", "tolerance", "kindness to fellow human beings", all fucking disappeared. "or "tolerance" or "friendliness to others", it all just fucking vanished.

A layer of boiling tar-like molten plasma turned over in his heart, narrowing his eyes, ''Xie Qingcheng, let me ask you, why did you speak to her so politely just now? You're not really going to forgive her and get back together with her, are you? Then how bottomless are you, anyone can start a fight against you, you-"

"When the fuck did I ever plan to get back together with her?" Xie Qingcheng was on fire and sat up suddenly from the bed, staring at him in the dim blackness of the night with a messy head of hair and eyes that held back humiliation, "When did I ever intend to forgive her? But she's a woman! And once upon a time my wife! What do you want me to do to her? You want me to throw her out on the road on New Year's Eve in the middle of winter? I'm a man. Do you understand? I can't fucking go through with a woman like that! I can't do it!"

"This matter is not at all what the man is not manly, everything has to discuss a right and wrong, betrayed their own people do not cramp and drink blood are already merciful and righteous. What's more, she was cheating at that time--"

Xie Qingcheng couldn't stand it.

He knew that He Yu had heard the whole thing out when he was at the door.

For so many years, he was never willing to mention in front of people why he divorced Li Ruoqiu, only that the relationship faded, no man is willing to admit that his wife and another person good, this is not a question of right or wrong, this is how big the shame?

Xie Qingcheng's eyes were red as if they were dripping blood, and he said with hatred, "You think it's interesting to know this, don't you?"

"......"

"You shut up He Yu. what do you know?"

"I'm looking for I'm not that bad, am I? What? I was good enough to her then, I supported her in whatever she wanted to do, whatever she wanted to do, is it my fault she cheated on me?!"

He Yu's face was also ugly, "That's not what I meant."

But Xie Qingcheng seems to be less calm, consuming cigarettes and alcohol, mental stimulation, as well as He Yu's questioning make him not control himself at once, and become very violent.

Now that He Yu knows that he also has mental Ai Bola disease, but it is well suppressed, to see him because of Li Ruoqiu things out of control like this, inevitably more not the taste.

He felt that hatred and hard feelings in his heart become even more luxuriant, and his eyes burned a little red, "But Xie Qingcheng, a bitch like that can irritate you like this, you just don't deserve it."

"Don't talk so hard in front of me, you don't understand everything about her and she is after all my ex-wife do you understand?"

He Yu looked at him steadily, "The fact that you said that shows that you still care about her."

"The hell with me I care!" Xie Qingcheng was so angry that he started shaking, and he also realized that he couldn't continue to explode like this, but the extreme shame still prevented him from ending the argument with He Yu.

Yes, he never quarreled with Li Ruoqiu.

However, now that He Yu is standing in front of him, he just wants to curse, just wants to vent, he even wants to copy the lampstand next to him and smash it to make He Yu get out.

Perhaps at this very moment, he too was a wounded dragon, huddled in his burrow healing and not wanting any of his kind to invade his territory at this time.

Since they are both males, who knows if He Yu will put his fangs through his neck and kill him?

That's what he thought, and that's what he did.

"Bang!" The lamp smashed through with a heart-stopping thud.

He Yu was caught off guard, and the side of his forehead was grazed by the sharp corner of the lampstand, which slashed his flesh as if it were a knife, and warm blood immediately trickled down from his wound.

"......" The teenager was silent for a long time, lifting his hand and touching his wound lightly, twisting a bit of blood in the darkness and mooching it away between his fingers as he stared wordlessly at his fingertips.

Xie Qingcheng: "Roll."

"Get out."

The teenager looked at the blood in his palm, and after a long time, he smiled gently, and when he lifted his eyes again, there was some strange red light in the bottom of his eyes.

"Xie Qingcheng ......" he sighed, "Why don't you want me to be nice to you?"

"It's only been a few days, and you're treating me like this."

He approached Xie Qingcheng's bedside step by step, and then looked down at him.

He Yu felt like he was going to have an attack as well, his heart was indescribably irritated, suffocated, and aching, and all of these feelings intermingled together and made him numb, tyrannical, and bloodthirsty all over again.

"Is this how you plan to spend time with me from now on, Xie Qingcheng?"

"......"

"That woman, she's nothing but a shameful betrayer, a cheater, and it's not enough to break her into pieces, but I'm one of your kind. How could you hurt me like that for her."

"I didn't do it for her-"

But madmen and lunatics simply can't communicate at the moment.

It was as if they were each venting their emotions on their own channels, the two waves never able to touch each other.

He Yu did not show any overly emotional behavior, but he was actually less rational than Xie Qingcheng at this time. Xie Qingcheng knew when to put it back, where the boundaries of venting were, and as soon as he touched it, he should control it and suppress it in time.

But He Yu is different.

He Yu is a young dragon, he doesn't know much about regulation, he seems to press more steadily and the light under his eyes is more muddy.

He suddenly raised his blood-stained hand and stroked the broken hair in front of Xie Qingcheng's forehead, his thumb twisting the broken hair upwards.

Softly to himself, he said, "But what's the use of being so nice to her?"

"She still thinks of you as a spare tire and uses you as a recycling bin."

"She doesn't respect you, Xie Qingcheng."

"She doesn't love you."

"I want you to fucking talk!" Xie Qingcheng was furious, this time he was getting up out of bed to kick him out, "I'm telling you He Yu, you're just a kid, you don't understand anything! Yes, I was not respected by her, I did not do a good job, okay? I deserve to be divorced, I deserve to be laughed at, I deserve to--"

He didn't finish the sentence.

Because He Yu a hold down his hands, his hands cut back and then pressed over, the two fell on the bed, Xie Qingcheng suddenly opened his eyes wide, the next second the boys in the sudden ringing of the New Year's bells outside the hard kissed the man stained with the taste of tobacco on the lips.

"Yes, Xie Qingcheng. you really deserve it." He Yu whispered to him as he gasped for breath from the muffled, ferocious kiss, "You deserve to mess with me."

"You let go ...... you fucking ...... let go of me!" Between kisses, Xie Qingcheng whispered angrily, "What are you doing again! Didn't you fucking say you wouldn't do this again!"

He Yu had one large hand wrapped around his neck and the other around him, and he pulled back slightly after hearing Xie Qingcheng's words, his eyes rubbing delicately between his brows.

He was still pressed against Xie Qingcheng, his lips less than half an inch from Xie Qingcheng's, and when his chest rose and fell together, it was clearly perceived by the other.

"You said you wouldn't do it again." Xie Qingcheng finally gasped and whispered.

The old house was poorly soundproofed and there were people all over the place outside, and he'd already had a humiliating day.

They were making such an ugly scene now, and the noise just now was even enough to draw side glances and prying eyes from others, Xie Qingcheng did not want to lose more face.

"He Yu, I expect you to do what you say."

He Yu looked at him wordlessly, his eyelashes dropping, his line of sight moving from Xie Qingcheng's eyes to Xie Qingcheng's lips, "I did say that, don't worry, I won't go back on my word."

The gaze was ghostly, perched on his lips and turned back to the other man's eyes.

He Yu's eyes were lustful when he looked at Xie Qingcheng's lips, but became deep when he looked at Xie Qingcheng's eyes.

"But--"

His fingers brushed over Xie Qingcheng's forehead little by little.

Closing his eyes, the tip of his nose gently rubbed against Xie Qingcheng's temples.

When he opened it again abruptly, it was burning with a cold and scorching fire.

"Some things can be different too. Would you like to try?"

Before Xie Qingcheng could understand what he meant by this statement, what could be different, He Yu suddenly jerked the belt from his bathrobe.

Xie Qingcheng was so angry that his eyes turned red: "You're going to do this again, aren't you? You can swallow everything you say, you can treat all mental illnesses with respect, but you can't fucking do it to me, can you?

Without a word, He Yu pressed on almost brutally, pressing the belt against Xie Qingcheng's bejeweled teeth, making it impossible for him to speak clearly.

Things have come to this point, Xie Qingcheng is unable to endure, he did not want to choose violence, but only violence for him to drive. He copied the cup next to him and threw water on the boy's face, but after the water was thrown, He Yu still didn't go away, instead, he intensified his desire to hold him tightly, and Xie Qingcheng was so angry that he simply smashed the empty cup over!

Only heard a muffled "bang" sound, He Yu was already injured and cut the corner of the forehead dripped more blood, the blood is not just seeping out, but down.

Crimson, hot blood dripped across his face.

Through the darkened brow, it abruptly seeped into the teenager's dead open eyes.

Blood filled the sockets.

And then - a hard fall.

It was like a tear of blood, slipping silently from the end of the demon's eye.

"...... "Perhaps it was the appalling look in He Yu's eyes, or perhaps it was the tears of blood streaming down the teenager's wet face that made Xie Qingcheng realize that this was all just too out of control, and that there was no way that he could actually kill someone on New Year's Eve.

Xie Qingcheng's sinewy hand trembled a little, and was finally held tightly by He Yu's hand. The teenager's fingers didn't enter between his fingers, wrapping around his fingers, replacing the cup he was holding tightly ......

When He Yu's blood-stained fingers actively sank into Xie Qingcheng's palm, Xie Qingcheng was clasped by his love-stained fingers, his palm filled, there was no more room for the murder weapon, and the cup fell down, rolled off the edge of the bed, and smashed to pieces on the floor.

Xie Qingcheng Listening to the sound of porcelain cracking, suddenly closed his eyes, looked extremely painful, as if tortured by today's events crazy ......

"Xie Qingcheng ......"

He Yu slowly raised his hand, his eyes seeming mad or calm, hurt or sulky.

He touched Xie Qingcheng's cold face.

"I said. There are some things that could be different."

And then he lowered his head--

Did something he'd never done before.

Xie Qingcheng had already despaired of him, but what he didn't expect was that He Yu, after ripping off his lapel, lowered his head, bent down, and actually ...... He actually ......

"!!!"

Xie Qingcheng suddenly opened his eyes wide, his mind suddenly blank, what happened now is too beyond his imagination.

What is He Yu doing?