Chapter 106: Looking at you

He Yu left.

It's been a long time since Xie Qingcheng has appeared in front of him.

But in fact, he drove his car and saw Xie Qingcheng from a distance many times.

The boy rested his chin on the steering wheel, his almond eyes looking ahead, and he watched the man walk out of the snowy morning sunshine into the rainy alley, and return late in the twilight, his figure tall, but getting thinner day by day.

He didn't bother him again.

Xie Qingcheng has made his thoughts clear, and he finds He Yu's pestering impatient.

He Yu did not feel that when he loved him, he would not take his feelings into account, and later realized that, in a moment of impulse, he wanted to confess, but before he could say anything, he was met with Xie Qingcheng's cold refusal. He Yu's heart was in turmoil for a while, and the word "like" could no longer be pronounced.

The teenager knew very well that if he ran over to Xie Qingcheng and said, "I'm sorry brother, I realized I've fallen in love with you, so can I start over with you.

Xie Qingcheng would have slapped him and told him to get the hell out of his sight and disappear immediately.

And now, he could do nothing to force him.

His fangs became made of frosting in front of him, and his fingers and claws began to fail to make a dent in him. He Yu was horrified by such a version of himself, he really shouldn't be this vulnerable.

Vulnerability and likeability are not supposed to be there.

Not to mention that he promised Xie Qingcheng.

He promised this man who had already endured too much.

Not to pester him.

Don't force him.

Don't do it with him.

End the relationship.

Then that's how he must handle it - it's better for each other.

One day, Xie Qingcheng took a detour home from grocery shopping to order a cake from a small store nearby. The cake store was close to where He Yu parked his car, and it was too late for He Yu to drive away.

He hears Xie Qingcheng's voice talking to the clerk, floating faintly over:

"Yes, want a 50th birthday sign ...... cake can you choose the style can you show me ......"

It must be the birthday of some uncle or aunt in the alley.

He Yu thought so.

He watched as Xie Qingcheng pored over the list the clerk handed him, and had a vague envy for the man who received the cake.

He even made a decision within these few minutes that he would go to that cake store after Xie Qingcheng left and ask the clerk to buy an identical cake.

Then take it home and eat it all by yourself.

It's okay to be lonely.

However, before this great idea could germinate, Xie Qingcheng, who had finished ordering the cake, suddenly turned back.

Peach blossom eyes glanced and caught a glimpse of He Yu's car.

As well as, the people in the car.

He Yu: "......"

Xie Qingcheng : "......"

In fact, He Yu has been very low-key, he did not even drive any of his family's luxury cars, but deliberately bought a BMW suv that can be seen everywhere on the road, the chassis is high, can see far, but also does not grab the eye.

Who knew that Xie Qingcheng would still be the one to hit him squarely in the face?

He Yu doesn't even know how to face him now - can't say he likes it and promised not to pester.

He couldn't tell Xie Qingcheng what he was feeling at the moment, but could only let the other party come over with a sullen face, stride by stride, and knock on his car window with a crooked finger.

With one hand still on the steering wheel and his head resting on his arm, He Yu lowered the windowpane with his other hand.

He was driving himself crazy, but smiled and feigned nothing, "What for."

"What for, what are you doing here."

He Yu dropped his eyelashes and thought for a moment, not knowing how to answer, so he stopped answering.

It only said, "You've bought so many things, let me carry them back for you."

Xie Qingcheng raised his hand and pushed the door of his car without letting him down.

Through the open window, he said to him, extremely coldly, "I thought we agreed not to bother me anymore."

He Yu realized that he didn't even have the right to defend himself.

"Like" in the case of others can accept, called "like", in the case of others may not be able to accept, called "crush", and in the case of other people will not accept In the case that others will not accept it, it is either called "being a bitch" or "bothering".

He Yu is a very self-respecting person.

Once he came to his senses, he had no intention of letting Xie Qingcheng know that he was feeling this way and then acting shocked, disgusted, contemptuous, and disliked.

That hurts too much.

He'll go crazy with pain, crazy with loss of control, and end up losing both, which is not good for either person's life or even their condition.

He Yu then only snorted as usual, even with some condescending distance, "You misunderstand, I'm just passing through here."

"Then you can go back now."

He Yu would like to say: Why have you lost weight again lately? Is there something you haven't told anyone and are digesting alone?

But he remembered that he could not like Xie Qingcheng.

So he put this one he just found out "like", with the ugliest paper wrapped up, but also and before the same hideous ugly, no one can not find out. He said: "This road is not your home, the traffic police have not come to give me a ticket to drive people, then you should also be reasonable."

"I see you in the way."

He Yu felt his heart stabbed, but he wiped that heart's blood with an expressionless face.

He had some hidden fishy sweetness in his throat, and the corners of his mouth fell into a disinterested gangly smile as he laughed at him, "Xie Qingcheng, you didn't think I was in the way the last time you slept with me. You even kissed me then, you even rode me, you even ......"

Xie Qingcheng pushed back his head, which was lying on the window of the car, with such force that it even caused He Yu some pain.

"Don't ever mention that night to me again."

He Yu nodded to the point, so as not to appear to have shifted his attitude a great deal, nor to make the other party very uncomfortable: "Oh, then don't talk about it."

Before driving away, he glanced at the bags in Xie Qingcheng's hand, one of which bore the name of a nearby pharmacy.

With his foot on the brake and one hand on the steering wheel, He Yu couldn't help but ask Xie Qingcheng, "Xie Qingcheng, are you sick?"

Xie Qingcheng followed his gaze to the drugstore plastic bag, "No."

His brow furrowed as he said this, and his lips moved slightly as if he wanted to continue saying something to He Yu, but in the end he didn't.

He Yu: "Remember to tell me if you need any help, one day husband and wife is still a hundred days of kindness."

"Couple your mom and get lost."

He Yu smiled and obediently drove off in his car.

Just after turning around and going far away, Xie Qingcheng could no longer see his face, that kind of shallow smile he put on was brushed off like snow.

He clutched the steering wheel and slowly traveled away, his knuckles whitening, the pain in his heart could no longer be held back, spreading like porcelain cracks ......

Once home, He Yu couldn't keep his mask on.

He grumpily rummaged through a pile of pills and, ignoring Anthony's medical advice, just swallowed it all down like that, finally stopping the strong emotional ups and downs.

Then He Yu lies down on his bed, takes a while to slow down, and habitually tries to find those pictures taken at the club in his phone to comfort himself, only to realize that those pictures have been completely and utterly shredded by himself the moment he opens the album.

Never again.

He only left a side photo of Xie Qingcheng that he had found on the internet earlier, which was beautifully taken, Xie Qingcheng's face was just edged in gold by the halo of the street lamps.

He Yu looked at that person's handsome side face over and over again, and finally couldn't help but bring his cell phone to his lips and gently kissed Xie Qingcheng's eyebrows on the photo.

Only the man in the photo wouldn't treat him coldly.

In this self-congratulation, He Yu developed a feeling of almost sadness.

He was in great need of detachment and wanted to talk to someone - having a sought after favorite, he wanted to share it with someone, and love can't be hidden, even for the insane.

Unfortunately, He Yu doesn't have any friends he can make friends with, so he ends up going online and posting tree holes on his microblogging account.

This little number was a record of his daily state of mind, and had been posting so much content off and on. Only the ones he had posted before weren't long, mostly photos that only he knew the meaning of, accompanied by some simple text.

Like the first light of the morning.

He writes that the mornings are infinitely better.

Then there's the retweeted jellyfish video.

He wrote, "My heart will go on.

The closest is a night shot taken near Strange Rain Lane.

He wrote: The moon is beautiful tonight.

The more He Yu flipped through the pages, the harder it got, so he went to one of those emotional discussion topic boards to find something he could look at and feel comfortable with.

The resultant content is all:

"Hang a shameless cheating PAO scumbag."

He Yu thought to himself: "Cheat a cannon? Xie Qingcheng doesn't even care about cheating him.

"What should I do if I'm still thinking about him after a year of breaking up."

He Yu thought to himself: it's good enough to have a chance to be together, is saying we're breaking up a way to show off what we once had?

"Wife wants three times a night, isn't that too much."

He Yu simply replied: You're a loser.

He Yu one side thinking, at the same time, read those bad post, see the end, he felt that no one's experience has no reference value, so he decided to write his own paragraph to put up, sometimes listen to other people's opinions is not a bad thing.

So He Yu writes: "Tree Hole: I have a favorite man who is thirteen years older than me, but he's so young-looking that I don't care about the age gap between us or the fact that he's divorced and has a daddy personality. Although the two of us never confirmed a couple relationship, not even a p-friend, but we have slept together many times. Later on, I realized I liked him and he wanted me to stay as far away from him as possible. Obviously the last time we did it, he acted like he was still active and I'm sure he got off on it, and then he wanted me to disappear immediately afterward. I now see him heart will be difficult, but also in front of him to pretend to be indifferent, feel too tired ...... do not know how to relieve themselves."

This board is hilarious and people responded quickly.

First floor: Miss, you've met a scumbag, run.

Second floor: it's cool when you do it, let you hurry to disappear after doing it, what kind of absolute scum ah! Scum with a bitchy woman, what can I say, can only say respect, blessing, lock up. Two oddballs wish 99, do not die at my door.

Third floor: sister, not worth it, really. Timely stop loss it, encounter this kind of absolute garbage man, one to tolerate the final injury will only be our women themselves. I used to be so obsessed, the results delayed a good youth, alas, the past is unbearable. Sister, listen to my sister a word of advice, the world's many men, you are still young, to learn to love themselves, think of your parents, they would not want to see your life ruined in the hands of a second marriage. You're still young, right? Are you willing to be a concubine at such a young age? Besides, this man doesn't look trustworthy, he won't cherish you if you make him a concubine. Women should love themselves! Remember!

Fourth floor: sister, this man can not be, he is in the spirit of PUA you. I guess he is the kind of mouth said I will rub in not in, action but do not take women as a person to see the hanging cancer. A word, points.

Fifth floor: I can tell you unequivocally that if you get pregnant, he won't even give you money for an abortion.

Sixth floor: 13 years difference and still talking? How old are you? He should not be too young to satisfy you? Or a divorced father flavor male ...... with children? Are you willing to give someone as a small wife, to the child as a small mother? Think it over silly sister!"

Seventh floor: this kind of men have girlfriends why I do not have ah, crying wooooooooo.

Eighth floor: Sisters, we women should be self-improvement, men are just women's toys, do not be too serious.

He Yu: "............"

Did he speak so much like a lost schoolgirl?

And Xie Qingcheng isn't a scumbag either!

One by one, He Yu has blacked out all these people.

Finally thought about it, himself in his own comments section, wrote a sentence: "Calling him a scumbag I all black, self-respect."

A few seconds later.

Ninth floor: You're such a bitch nah, by the scum PUA to the point where it's already hopeless.

He Yu: "............"

Forget it! Go to sleep!

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After a few days, school started.

He Yu entered the second semester of his freshman year, and Xie Xue was still his lecturer.

He thought, can not see Xie Qingcheng, see Xie Xue also good ah.

At least Xie Xue had her brother's eyes and could look happier - happier than the replies from the emotional boards made him.

However, He Yu did not expect that on the first day of school, when he came to the classroom, he saw not Xie Xue standing on the podium, but a slightly fat old professor wearing a pair of tortoiseshell glasses.

"Teacher Xie Xue can't come to class for the time being due to health reasons. I'm here temporarily to substitute for you, my surname is Zhang ......"

He Yu sat in the back row of the classroom, instantly remembering the day when he met Xie Qingcheng at the entrance of Stranger Rain Lane, the plastic bag of the drugstore that Xie Qingcheng was holding in his hand, and the man's desire to speak at that time.

It suddenly dawned on him--

After class, He Yu called Xie Xue, but there was no answer, so he called Xie Qingcheng, who hung up on him the first time and picked up the second time, probably because he was annoying him.

"What's the matter with you." The tone was cold.

He Yu got right to the point: "Brother, is Xie Xue sick?"

"......"

"She didn't come to class today."

Xie Qingcheng seems to know that there is no way to hide it.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few moments.

Finally Xie Qingcheng finally sighed and said, "...... Forget it, when you are free, come to Stranger Rain Alley."

"To your face."

He Yu actually had two elective classes tonight, but he skipped them and drove to Strange Rain Lane as soon as his regular class was over.

Upon entering the house, He Yu saw Xie Qingcheng sitting at home smoking a cigarette, and he was the only person in the house.

"Where's Xie Xue?"

"Hospitalized."

He Yu was startled, "...... Why is it so sudden. What happened to her? In which hospital?"

"A private hospital founded by Qin Ciyan and his friends. I feel more comfortable there." Xie Qingcheng flexed his cigarette ash, "Sit."

Seeing that Xie Qingcheng still didn't really want to have anything to do with him, there must be some reason why he was finally willing to call him over.

As expected, Xie Qingcheng did not intend to exchange pleasantries with He Yu, he was quiet for a while, then he opened the door and spoke to He Yu: "Xie Xue has signs of having taken RN-13."

"!!!"

He Yu was shocked.

But it was also immediately clear that it was no wonder Xie Qingcheng wanted to talk to him about it.

Because besides He Yu, Xie Qingcheng really has no one else who can talk about this kind of prohibited drug.

As a victim of RN-13, He Yu s expression also became very ugly. Although now he no longer has any male or female feelings for Xie Xue, and even his relationship with her has become a bit stiff, in the end, she is still a friend who gave him a lot of comfort when he was in the most difficult times.

He Yu said in a deep voice, "How is it now? Is it serious?"

"Fortunately, not to the point of losing control."

He Yu was slightly relieved, but still frowned, "Did you find out what was going on?"

"Got something."

Xie Qingcheng had already finished his cigarette, coughed lightly and was going to get another one.

As a result, the cigarette case was taken away by He Yu before his hand could touch it.

He Yu: "No. Don't smoke. I hate second-hand smoke."

"......"

Xie Qingcheng didn't have the strength to grab this with him either, he raised his hand and grabbed his hair, closing his eyes.

After a few moments, he opened his mouth, "From the lab work, it looks like she was exposed to this drug in the fall of last year. I asked her about it at the hospital as well, and she admitted to me that that's when she had some of her stress reactions, like insomnia and nosebleeds ......"

He Yu's heart thumped.

He recalled that he had indeed seen Xie Xue with a nosebleed at school before, and the two had a conversation at that time, in which he suggested that Xie Xue should go to the hospital to have a look or tell Xie Qingcheng about the situation, but Xie Xue thought that it was just a small matter and that Xie Qingcheng was too busy to be disturbed.

He Yu: "She never told you?"

Xie Qingcheng dropped his eyelashes and added a hand to his forehead, weary, "No. I only found out about it a couple weeks ago."

"That day, I came home and found her passed out on the floor. Around her were some blood-stained tissues, and there was blood at her mouth and nose. I immediately sent her to HU1, and your cousin examined her, but the normal blood test didn't turn up anything."

"And then what?"

"Then, I remembered some of the pathological reactions I had after taking RN-13 for the first time, also nosebleeds and muddle-headedness." Xie Qingcheng looked up at He Yu as he said this, "You're different, you're caused by genetics, so you don't know about this early symptom."

"I took Xie Xue to Qin Ciyan's friend's hospital for special tests, and here are the labs."

Xie Qingcheng drew a piece of paper from the drawer and pushed it to He Yu.

On that snowy white page, Xie Xue's name was written, RN-13 positive.

He Yu was silent for several moments, "...... Exactly who gave her the dose."

"The dose is not high, very low." Xie Qingcheng did not immediately answer who it was, but instead spoke with He Yu about Xie Xue's situation first. His voice was like floating up from the water, wet and cool, heavy, "This dosage taken, with the current technology, it is possible to prevent her body from being permanently damaged. I've been giving her medication for a while now. But ......"

Xie Qingcheng leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes, "Qin Ciyan's earliest contact was with that American research institute, and our special effect medicine was invented according to the molecular formula given by that institute. What you are taking, as well as what I am taking, are all the same type of drugs. It works on both you and me."

He Yu vaguely realized something: "Xie Xue can't?"

"She can't." Xie Qingcheng said, "It's only soothing, not too obviously therapeutic."

"So this is because ......"

"She's on a new drug."

A long silence.

He Yu : "Someone is still working on a new drug for RN-13?"

Xie Qingcheng nodded wearily.

"But RN-13 research must be underground and illegal, even if someone is conducting secret experiments, Xie Xue is just a teacher, how does she have access to this kind of stuff?"

Xie Qingcheng played with the lighter as he said to He Yu, "There's a chance."

"You go back in time to the fall of last year, and you remember in her case, what was the one thing that happened?"