Chapter 167: Don't cry

For once, can you keep your word?

He Yu's ears were ringing and his eyes were dizzy for a while.

It was as if he suddenly could not see Xie Qingcheng's face anymore, and in front of his eyes sat the twenty-something Dr. Xie, who said to him, "I'm leaving.

Like a destroyed building, He Yu broke down, rubbed his hand on his forehead, and his tears fell down like broken beads.

He did not answer Xie Qingcheng's words, he only asked with great pathos:

"Why do you have to be like this ......"

"Xie Qingcheng, why do you come to me again and again and again and don't want me ......"

Each word seemed to be dissected from the throat, tinged with hot blood, trembling.

"Why did you ...... why did you have to leave me ...... behind!"

Xie Qingcheng fumbled for a carton of cigarettes, tried to light them, but in the end just put the carton aside.

He said, "I have no desire to leave you behind. If you could be my patient, my junior, or even my friend, I'd be by your side. But ......"

But He Yu's feelings are too strong.

Xie Qingcheng had hoped that he could make He Yu slowly get bored, but he realized that his love was like a quasi-father chasing the sun, like a moth flying through a flame, so passionate that it would burn out his life before it would stop.

He really couldn't imagine what would happen to He Yu if he let him go on like this and one day he was no longer around.

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes and said, "But what you want, I can't give you."

"He Yu, I don't want to know clearly that the road ahead is a dead end, but I still have to tell you without bumping into the south wall, let's go down the road, the boat will naturally straighten out when it reaches the end of the bridge. Do you know that you are only twenty years old? Starting at twenty is the best age in life. There can be many dreams, countless possibilities, you can meet all kinds of people, and even change your life afterward."

Xie Qingcheng said softly.

"I didn't have a choice when I was twenty, and that period of time that should have been the easiest, I lived it as heavy as if I were eighty or ninety. I don't want you to look back when you're my age and realize that every day you ever had was a detour, every minute you ever lived up to the broken road."

"......"

"How long will you be entangled with me? How can you not want to let go when you know it's impossible?"

He Yu mumbled hoarsely, "Why wouldn't it be possible?"

"Xie Xue and Wei Dongheng are possible, why not us?"

"That's not the same thing at all."

"Why? Isn't it the same thing to love someone, to like someone, to want to spend the rest of your life with them? What's the difference between us and them, between us and any pair of people in this world?!"

"I don't like you." Xie Qingcheng tilted her head and said, word for word, "I don't like you, okay?"

He Yu suddenly went mute.

"I'm just a total heterosexual, I could never like you, that's the difference, He Yu, are you satisfied?"

He Yu repeatedly opened his mouth, unable to speak, he was like a fish out of water, even his breathing became unusually difficult: "Xie Qingcheng ...... You said you are a complete heterosexual, then I ask you ...... When you and I were together, did you have even a moment of willingness and faltering?"

Xie Qingcheng looked at him in silence, finally dropping his eyelashes as if he were dropping a curtain bar, "...... No. I have never wavered."

He Yu suddenly stood up, his eyes were red, crossed the coffee table to him, looked down at him, his expression gradually became a bit confused, despite the bracelet gave him calmness, his emotion still began to lose control at this moment.

He pinned Xie Qingcheng to the couch, looked at him miserably and stubbornly, and questioned him frantically and desperately, "Is that so? Have you never wavered?"

"So I'll ask you again, who was the person who kissed me that day in the basement, just before it was a matter of life and death?"

"And who was the person who stayed with me all day and all night and said happy birthday to me that night on my birthday?"

"Who is that person who takes care of me, takes me to hot pot, and places a bowl of birthday noodles for me? Xie Qingcheng, let me ask you who that is! If you don't like me, if you don't have the slightest bit of heart, why are you treating me like this? Tell me!!!"

"You say!!!"

Xie Qingcheng looked at the teenager in front of him, but he sealed his heart.

Hidden in his own already deteriorating body.

His thin, pale lips parted and said, "...... That's not because of fondness."

"......"

"I didn't do that to you because I like you."

"And because of what?" He Yu shuddered, "You told me you kissed me, you held me, you cared about my feelings, and what was that because of?"

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes and said after a long time, "...... just sympathize."

He Yu even the light in his eyes was trembling, his expression gradually twisted, the look on his face could not tell if he was extremely sad or felt extremely absurd and ridiculous. These complex feelings made him look extraordinarily broken.

"...... sympathize." He repeated, chewing the two words over and over between his own lips, "Sympathy. ...... What a sympathy, Xie Qingcheng. what a sympathy!"

The monitoring ring on his wrist suddenly spiked red, as if his eyes were at the moment.

Before Xie Qingcheng reacted, He Yu violently pushed Xie Qingcheng from the back of the sofa, pushed down on the sofa, and then the whole person heavily pressed up, clutched Xie Qingcheng's wrist, his eyes are still with tears, but viciously said: "Is-! -These are also sympathies?

Saying that, his kiss fell down, and his hand also pulled down Xie Qingcheng's shirt button, Xie Qingcheng's face changed greatly, remembering that he still had marks on his body from the treatment a few days ago, he started to struggle violently.

"You let go ...... He Yu, don't you touch me, let go!"

The blood-soaked kiss continued fiercely, and for once He Yu wasn't drunk. The monitoring bands on his wrists were rapidly turning red.

Xie Qingcheng's words stirred his heart, which he had managed to calm down a bit, into a frenzy in a split second.

His eyes went wild, forcing him to square his face to bear his kisses with one hand, while his other hand roughly did the tearing with the snow-white shirt, as if he wanted to put those fabrics in their place. Being more aroused, the movements were also more brutal than they had been earlier in the hallway. The teenager's body was hot from drinking, and the intensity of the outbursts and the heat of the press up was incredibly high when he meant to be brutally forceful.

He Yu kissed him while asking him roughly and hoarsely, "Did you look like that in front of me all those nights, also because of sympathy? You were so active, sitting in my arms, ordering me to hug you hard, you wrapped your arms around me and kissed me and shivered ...... you and I like that ...... over and over again ...... and you couldn't stop! ...... Is all this because of sympathy, Xie Qingcheng?"

Xie Qingcheng's clothes had been torn and messed up, and several buttons had fallen off, but he really didn't dare to let He Yu see the scars on his body.

Those traces of having to strangle your entire body with a restraining strap to contain your storming out-of-control self while in therapy.

"Don't ...... you let go, He Yu ...... you let go of me!"

He clutched the already loosened lapel in his hand, barely concealing the healing strangulation-streaked body beneath.

In the past, he clearly had so much physical strength, so strong force, can compete with He Yu, the results of his body is getting worse and worse, a set of organs and bowels are going to exhaustion of the body, a can no longer make the strength of the residual arm ...... once could easily carry the childhood He Yu, walk calmly on the road of the Xie Qingcheng, now facing the dragon with open wings, no longer have the power to fight back.

Only those eyes.

Those eyes that were as clear and sharp as before, nothing had changed, and they were still looking at him like that, refusing to give up, trying to gouge into He Yu's heart.

He Yu pinched his jaw, wanting to kiss Xie Qingcheng's already bitten lips once again - but suddenly stopped when he met Xie Qingcheng's eyes.

He saw that Xie Qingcheng's peach blossom eyes, which had always been cold and quiet, actually had broken light.

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He Yu was cross-examined by him.

Chen Man finds out about his affair with He Yu and loses face.

The weakness and pain in the body.

The fear of seeing the strangulation marks on his body by He Yu.

Xie Qingcheng is ultimately a body of flesh and blood, ten thousand hectares of emotional weight pressure over, he did not collapse has been the soul of the strong, but to say that there is no emotion, and how can it be?

Xie Qingcheng didn't even realize that his eyes were already moist, a reaction his body made when it was pushed to the breaking point. But his person was already numb, and he closed his eyes, only vaguely feeling something warm, trembling down the end of his eyes.

He Yu's heart trembled violently as Xie Qingcheng's tear fell.

The red light on his wrist went out and he suddenly straightened up, suddenly realizing what he was doing. He immediately loosened Xie Qingcheng and looked at the man underneath him with a confused expression.

Xie Qingcheng is burdened with too many emotions, and because of his personality, his self-protection mechanism is different from He Yu's, who unconsciously vents, while Xie Qingcheng just holds back.

Enduring to the end, his body could not be stuffed with more, the pain finally overflowed from his eyes, his whole person looked broken, just lying on the sofa with his clothes in disarray, his pale fingers still clutching his lapel tightly. His ebony hair was wet and disheveled, hanging down in front of his forehead, and underneath his long, slender eyelashes, those glazed, bead-like eyes were just open.

The drop of tear had trickled down to the straight temples without a sound.

Xie Qingcheng nature is too tough, too manly, he always felt that he could still hold out, and therefore did not feel the slightest bit of his own tears, and the tear stains just seeped into his temples.

He Yu woke up completely.

He shuddered, "Brother Xie ...... me ......"

Xie Qingcheng slowly closed his eyes.

He Yu no longer dared to force him, He Yu tremblingly stretched out his hand and tried to gather his clothes for him, but Xie Qingcheng's fingers refused to let go-he was shivering slightly, and seemed to have stopped trusting He Yu.

He Yu tried to button up his coat again.

But he realized that the buttons on the front of Xie Qingcheng's shirt had been ripped off by himself and could no longer be buttoned ......

He Yu lowered his head, his shoulders trembled, and embraced Xie Qingcheng tightly into his arms, "Don't be afraid, Xie Qingcheng, don't you be afraid, I, I won't hurt you ...... anymore I won't."

"Don't you cry ......" He Yu himself was already covered in tears, but he still raised his hand and stroked over the wetness of Xie Qingcheng's temples, as if he were holding his own cherished, but broken treasure, choking back a sob, he said. "Brother Xie, I'm sorry, please ...... it's my fault ...... you don't cry ......"