Chapter 161: Separating slowly

Giving up on someone is hard.

Since that day, He Yu has been silently chasing after Xie Qingcheng, wanting to talk to him again.

But Xie Qingcheng has already made up her mind not to get involved with him again.

Leaving a person is like curing a disease, if the mind is shaken, the medication is ambiguous, and the disease is abandoned halfway, when the old disease recurs, it will only be deeper than before.

He Yu comes to his class, he lets him, he just never looks at him.

He Yu sends him messages, he sees them, he just never replies.

He Yu finished school, wanted to come to his dormitory to see him, but Xie Qingcheng closed the door and didn't let him come any closer.

Xie Qingcheng had been monitoring the value on the bracelet from the software, although he didn't contact He Yu anymore, he didn't want He Yu to have a seizure, so he just didn't pay attention to He Yu anymore, and didn't force He Yu to stop coming to him. He Yu has a little place to put his emotions, so his wristband is not completely red, it is still orange.

Xie Qingcheng thought, "Take your time, one day, the orange will turn back to blue.

He Yu can't wait for him forever.

He started to clean up the house.

There were some things in the house that didn't belong to him, so it was better to get rid of them as soon as possible. I didn't know until I packed up, but when I really picked up, I realized that He Yu had left so many things behind.

On the table were several of He Yu's books and even his homework book. When I opened them, He Yu was indeed very serious about his homework, his handwriting was neat and clear, and he got an excellent grade almost every time.

There is a pair of Crazy Zoo Foxnick and Stupid Bunny mugs in the kitchen. He Yu once wanted to go to Disney and invited Xie Qingcheng to go with him, but Xie Qingcheng thought that going to the amusement park was meaningless and a waste of time and money, so He Yu went by himself, and when he was done, he brought back a pair of mugs like these, which he wanted to put on display in Xie Qingcheng's dormitory. After the trip, He Yu came back with a pair of cups, which must be displayed in Xie Qingcheng's dormitory.

He Yu was never in the mood to decorate his bedroom in his villa, but he had to move a bunch of stuff to Xie Qingcheng's place.

The most annoying is the corner of the living room that game console, when the courier delivery, Xie Qingcheng thought that the wrong delivery, he here is the staff dormitory, do not need to be equipped with a large color TV.

Turns out the delivery guy explained that it was a game console.

Xie Qingcheng a look at the name of the buyer, sober face to He Yu made a phone call to ask him what in the end want to do.

He Yu says it's the newest version, which can be played in two-player, and it's a great stress reliever.

But it's been sitting in the dust ever since I bought it, and Xie Qingcheng has never sat in the living room with He Yu and played any games.

Xie Qingcheng took care of all this stuff.

He helped the old man who packed up the scraps to carry them to the car, and when he returned home, he suddenly felt that the house had become much emptier, and could even be called cold.

It's all clean.

Xie Qingcheng stood in the living room for a while, went into the bedroom, and suddenly realized that there was another fish in the bedroom - it was the Pokémon blind box on the bedside table, which He Yu brought along with him one day at the bookstore, and when he opened it up, he found that there was a small fire dragon inside. Qingcheng's nightstand.

"Aren't you afraid of the cold? It'll keep you warm."

Xie Qingcheng raised his eyes from the book at that time, "That's not true."

He Yu came over with a smile, walked behind his chair, and wrapped his arms around his shoulders from behind, "Then I'm for real, let me warm you up, bed warming service, free for the year."

Xie Qingcheng threw the little dragon into the garbage bag. The flame decoration on the tail of the little dragon was touched off, and it was lying in the bag, though still smiling like that, it seemed to be very sad.

"......"

Xie Qingcheng eventually picked it back up and placed it on the bedside, then took glue and carefully, re-glued the flame on that tail.

June, thunderstorm season.

Huzhou became hot and muggy, with frequent afternoon thunderstorms.

He Yu still often comes to Xie Qingcheng dormitory building to see him, because he is afraid of disturbing each other, he is far away from the opposite side of the road - from that side is able to see Xie Qingcheng study room, and Xie Qingcheng preparation for the class or to organize the information, have to be done in the study room.

The freshman night study hall at HU ends at 8:30 p.m., and when He Yu comes to Xie Qingcheng's school, it's usually 9:00 p.m. He's always there to watch him and keep him company, and then at 11:00 p.m., he'll send a message to Xie Qingcheng.

"Brother, it's late, stop working and go to bed early."

"Good night."

More accurate than an alarm.

This day it rained a lot, almost no one in the large campus walking, Xie Qingcheng thought he would not come, want to open the window to smoke a cigarette, but walked to the window, not yet reached out and pushed the glass, he saw He Yu holding an umbrella, standing in the rain.

The two men's eyes locked.

Xie Qingcheng wore glasses and saw everything clearly, because the rain was too heavy, He Yu stood in it, and the umbrella did not have any obvious effect, he was still drenched, soaked to the skin and stood there, just to make sure that Xie Qingcheng had turned off the light and went to bed properly, and didn't stay up all night again.

At this moment, Xie Qingcheng suddenly felt that He Yu had not been wrong in saying that he did not know that he could be so cruel.

But he had to be so ruthless.

His health deteriorated, and one day he woke up with Xie Qingcheng coughing and later found blood in the snow-colored handkerchief covering his mouth and nose.

He went back to Miyu for the most meticulous medical checkup and came to a conclusion that did not allow him to have half-optimistic thoughts.

Xie Qingcheng went home, reorganized Qin Ciyan's notes, and measured how long it would take him to finish the rest of them, and at the same time to do the tests and make up for the information that had been destroyed before - he felt that there was still time, but it was just not very much.

He's got to hurry, plus he's got to keep working on a cure for Old Qin's daughter.

However--

"Xie Sheng."

One evening, Xie Qingcheng was reading a book when he received a call from Qin Rongbei's husband.

The American studied in Hong Kong before, and learned Mandarin with some ancient Hong Kong accent, so he called Xie Qingcheng not Mr. Xie, but Xie Sheng.

Qin Rongbei was kidnapped by a dark organization that tortured her, threatened her and experimented on her.

Her whole being was ruined by them.

Although Xie Qingcheng later decided to resume taking RN-13 and tested it on his own body in an attempt to develop an effective drug to curb Qin Rongbei's organ atrophy, time was too short and the drug only improved Qin Rongbei's physique to a certain extent, but ultimately did not achieve the desired effect.

Since last year, Qin Rongbei's condition has been deteriorating, and while medication has been effective in easing her pain, it has been difficult to stop her deterioration.

When he received the call, Xie Qingcheng's sixth sense was touched and vaguely alarmed.

On the other end of the phone was Qin Rongbei husband hoarse, but tried his best to smooth over the sadness of the voice: "Xie Sheng, my wife left this morning, went very calmly. All these years, thank you so much for doing this for her ......"

The call ended and there was still a buzzing in his eardrums.

Xie Qingcheng went to the balcony and looked at the drizzle outside.

It was the same weather as when I saw off Qin Ciyan in Huzhou.

He lit a cigarette and tried to smoke it, but he couldn't lift his hand as if it were frozen.

He stood numbly for a long time until the cigarette burned out.

Qin Rongbei had also been a female doctor and scientist, and Xie Qingcheng had never been entirely sure whether she had learned some of the truth about the First Emperor from her father's side. He later came to believe that she did, because after her accident, her husband went through her work notes before she was tortured into madness, and found a lot of research topics related to RN-13 patients, but after she was captured, she endured all sorts of torture and refused to say anything.

In addition to this, when Qin Rongbei's husband was sorting through her things after the incident, he found that she had once drawn a picture of the Chins, herself, her husband, her daughter, and their brother, who had died in a car accident.

There was also a man she hadn't drawn all of her features on, standing right next to her father, wearing the same doctor's uniform as her father.

Qin Rongbei's brushstrokes are gentle, and she keeps this painting in a photo album she brought from China.

In the footnotes of the album, she wrote a few slightly tilted kanji characters in pale blue ink: "My family."

Xie Qingcheng once again took a trembling hand and tried to light a cigarette.

But this time, I couldn't even rub the lighter.

It was late at night and there was an invisible darkness all around.

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After Qin Rongbei passed away, Xie Qingcheng went to Huzhou Mausoleum.

He brought two bouquets of flowers, one of which was placed at the grave of Chen Man's brother, Chen Lisheng. Chen Man has recovered and has been under very strict control by his family lately. His parents are afraid that he might risk doing something stupid again, and they have to send bodyguards to follow him wherever he goes, which makes Chen Man very annoyed.

Xie Qingcheng thought this was a good thing, he didn't want to see Chen Man in any more danger.

The second bouquet, he failed to offer.

Qin Ciyan's grave is mourned, he looked at a distance, there are a few of them are old colleagues of Shanghai First Hospital. So he held the bouquet of snow-colored lilies, turned around, walked down the long mountain road steps, and finally rested the bouquet of white lilies at the entrance to the cemetery, just as he was about to leave, a man picked up the lilies that he put down.

It's He Yu.

"Xie Qingcheng."

"......"

"You're going to give him the flowers aren't you? Wait a minute, I'll go and put the flowers on his grave for you."

Without waiting for Xie Qingcheng's reply, He Yu picked up the bouquet of white flowers, walked up to the statue of Qin Ciyan, solemnly placed the bouquet down, and then paid three deep obeisances.

Xie Qingcheng stood in the light rain and watched him do this ......

When he came down to the mountain gate, Xie Qingcheng was already far away, and He Yu could only see his slightly thin back.

I don't know if it's just his illusion, but he feels that Xie Qingcheng has been in a worse and worse state lately, and he always sees him coughing and running towards the MeiYu private hospital - obviously Xie Xue has already been discharged from the hospital.

Especially when I saw him at the cemetery today, his face pale in the sunlight like a transparent thin soul, the silver mist of the sea, which seemed to be soon disappearing into thin air.

Xie Qingcheng seems to be living to finish Qin Ciyan's book, but other than that, his connection to the world has faded - he undoubtedly longs for the "Duan Wen" mentioned by Jiang Liping to be caught, but that's a complete fantasy, Duan Wen is a mysterious person who is the big boss behind the cross-border enterprise, but he has never been seen. He undoubtedly still longs for the "Duan Wen" mentioned by Jiang Liping to fall into the net, but that's a complete fantasy. Duan Wen is a mysterious person, although he's the boss behind the cross-border enterprise, he's always been seen and not seen, and Zheng Jingfeng and his team investigated, and found that even the name of the person, and even the identity documents he uses, are all fake.

His parents had been dead for nineteen years, and this year's anniversary was a full twenty years.

Twenty years have flicked by, countless people's heart and blood boiled down, green silk to gray hair, but never waited for a justice to come. The murderer is still at large, the sacrificed police officers still do not have a proper name, and the pursuit of RN-13, a banned drug, is still continuing in the dark.

Xie Qingcheng, in the midst of desperation, waited strongly for twenty years.

In the twentieth year, Qin Rongbei died.

Xie Qingcheng no longer felt much pain, much more unacceptable, he slowly became extraordinarily calm-

Because he knew he was close to them.

Soon enough, and it won't take more than a few years, he'll be at their side.

I just don't know, in the end, he has done all his personal power, but he still hasn't been able to give an account with them, will they be disappointed in him when they meet in the other world?

"Brother, are you coming back to the dormitory today?" Another week has passed, and Xie Qingcheng went with Aunt Xie Xue Lai to pay tribute to Xie Ping Zhou Muying on the weekend of this week.

His parents' mausoleum is not in the same place as Qin Ciyan, but in a very small cemetery on the west side of the city, where commoners are buried.

Returning from the tomb, I went back to Strange Rain Lane and ate a meal at Auntie Lai's house, and Xie Xue asked him this after the meal.

"If you're going back to the dorm, we'll take a cab together and save on gas ......"

Xie Qingcheng didn't answer this, he seemed to have something weighing on his mind.

After helping Auntie Lai clean up the dishes, Xie Qingcheng wiped the water on her hands while raising her eyes and said to Xie Xue, "Xie Xue, come back to the house with me first, there's something that I want to talk to you about."

Inside the house.

Xie Xue was slightly uneasy, since she had grown up, Xie Qingcheng had rarely called her into the house in such a serious manner and sat down with her to talk about things.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Xie Qingcheng poured two cups of tea and sat down, "It's not a big deal, sit down first."

Xie Xue sat down apprehensively, her butt only touching one edge of the stool.

Her brother pushed the hot tea to her, and after a while, finally opened his mouth, "Xie Xue, you're not young anymore, you can't always live with me in the future."

There was a pause, and it was still slightly awkward for the macho Papa Xie to talk to his sister about such things.

But it's impossible not to talk about it. Xie Qingcheng is planning for all the things to come, including Xie Xue's lifelong career.

So after a few seconds of silence, he still spoke tautly, "...... want to find a date?"

Xie Xue : "...... ah???"

Xie Qingcheng : "I've identified a few for you, the conditions are not bad, and their character is what I've observed. You should arrange a time next week to meet them if it's not a problem."