Chapter 196: You've got a replacement.

Even the most luxurious of new cars can't avoid the smell of leather that can irritate your nose.

Xie Qingcheng was in the passenger seat, but of course He Yu didn't have a child seat in his car, so he had to hold Yaya in his hands.

Although he knew that He Yu was probably working with Duan Wen, and Xie Qingcheng had been repeatedly told not to be alone with He Yu, he still got into He Yu's car.

The ride was quiet, and He Yu didn't turn on the radio, just drove smoothly, glancing sideways in the rearview mirror from time to time.

"When was the last time Mr. Shea was in my car?"

"He Yu , These Years ......"

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

Conversations are like waves that meet and fall silent, but underneath the resting waves there is still an undercurrent, a swirling whirlpool.

A long time later, Xie Qingcheng asked, "...... Are you okay."

He Yu smiled mechanically, "Me? I'm doing much better than before."

"...... That's good."

"I have a new life. How about you, Mr. Xie?" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, He Yu suddenly regretted them, as if he was in a hurry to prove something to Xie Qingcheng.

Fortunately, Xie Qingcheng was too distracted to notice He Yu's instability. He thought for a moment that he didn't really know how many years he had left to live, but there was no need to talk to He Yu about it.

He said, "I'm going back home to Xie Xue to bring up the kids."

"Been out of the country before?"

"Went to America."

"When?"

"...... after you leave."

The light from the street lamp flowed over He Yu's handsome and upright face like a sculpture. He Yu was quiet for a while, looking ahead, suddenly smiled and asked, "Did you not think that I would still be alive back then? I was able to recover my life from that shipwreck."

Xie Qingcheng did not reply.

After the news of He Yu's death, he lived in a constant state of guilt, always hoping for a miracle, he even sometimes had a subtle feeling when he looked at He Yu's chat box, as if He Yu wasn't dead, and if he sent a message to talk to him, he would surely be able to see it.

But He Yu won't believe that.

So Xie Qingcheng didn't say anything else.

At a stoplight, He Yu slowly stops and waits for the light to turn green, breaking the silence once again.

"Actually, I'm a little curious, given our previous relationship and beef ...... you got into my car like that with the baby in your arms ......" he smiled a little, "Just not afraid of something happening."

This time Xie Qingcheng answered quickly, "You didn't think of harming me."

He Yu was quiet for a moment, "Since when do you have so much confidence in me?"

"......"

Xie Qingcheng saw that Yaya had fallen asleep again, and after a moment of silence, he said to He Yu, "Because of the First Emperor."

He Yu, with one hand resting on the window and the other on the steering wheel, slightly turned his face to look at Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Qingcheng said, "The matter that the First Emperor is not data but a real person is known only to you so far, apart from Old Qin, me, and the Dean."

"......"

"He Yu, I'm not sure if you've really changed or if you're really doing things for Duan Wen, but the fact that no one has disturbed me in the past two years means that you haven't told Duan Wen the secret that I'm the First Emperor." Xie Qingcheng said. "Maybe you hold a grudge against me, but you have not chosen to harm me."

He Yu's slender fingers tapped gently on the smooth window ledge, "...... You're wrong, Xie Qingcheng.I'm not holding a grudge against you."

The smile at the corner of the youth's lips is magnificent, he is the best age, and extremely handsome, casually move the corner of the lips are all soul-stirring beauty.

He stared into Xie Qingcheng's eyes, which were of varying luster, and said slowly:

"I'm just very disappointed in you ......."

"......"

"It takes strength to hate someone, but I don't feel anything for you now, I don't hate you, Mr. Shea, you're not worth wasting such emotions on. I'm living a good life now, and once upon a time you were right about one thing - I'm only in my mid-twenties, I still have a long life ahead of me, I don't have to live up to it on you." He Yu smiled, the faint smell of men's perfume coming from underneath his elaborate shirt.

"Thanks to your teachings, I've woken up, and now I look at what I did at the time as an overly stupid joke."

Xie Qingcheng quietly listened to all of He Yu's sharp words.

He's always been calm and cool, and doesn't lose his temper just because of someone else's sharp tongue.

Not to mention the fact that that person was still the one he was in love with.

The person he loved paused for a few seconds and said to him, "As for the first emperor - I am not telling anyone. But Mr. Xie doesn t have to be too self serving, I naturally have my plans if I don t tell, what would that precious information ...... have to be exchanged from me?"

His eyes flicked over Xie Qingcheng.

"The first emperor may not be able to come in handy at some point, telling others is stupid as it is, in my opinion ......" he laughed softly, "I'm certainly going to keep it to myself, wait for the right time, and then take my time to enjoy it all to myself. "

"......"

"Mr. Xie doesn't really think I'll do anything I want to Duan Wen, does he?"

The light changed and the car started steadily again.

Xie Qingcheng seemed to have a boulder weighing on his chest as he leaned back on the well-wrapped leather seat, his eyes gazing at the road in front of him, "So you're really on the same page as Duan Wen."

He Yu lightly said, "This car has a recording and video shielding system, all the words come out of my mouth and into Jun's ears, there will not be a second person to hear them, and you will not be able to get forensic evidence and sell me to the police once again. So--"

He said, "So what if it is?"

Xie Qingcheng's heart is as cold as an ice cellar: "He Yu, Duan Wen is a person you know in your heart, he used Huang Zhilong, use Wei Rong, use Wei Rong, Wei Rong, began to look for the next person. He has done countless things to harm the heavens and the reason ...... you conspire with him? His hands are stained with blood, and that even includes the blood of your birth mother."

He Yu : "If it was me in the past, I really wouldn't have wanted to."

The car turned a corner and followed the navigation cues, and the destination was almost there.

He Yu's car slowed down and he said, "But the old me is dead."

He smiled at Xie Qingcheng, "It was killed by the one I once trusted the most, who chose to protect the other between me and the other."

The car stopped, He Yu opened the door and signaled Xie Qingcheng to get out.

"Here we are, Mr. Shea, parked in the car you should be able to get in easily."

Xie Qingcheng looked back at him, he actually wanted to say to He Yu, I was not in a hurry to find you because I wanted to save Chen Man, I was in a hurry to find you because I did not want you to go astray.

But no matter what he says now, it probably sounds like a meaningless argument to He Yu. Besides, He Yu also said that the person he is now is nothing to He Yu, he doesn't even hate him anymore.

Xie Qingcheng didn't know what else he could tell him, while He Yu had already raised his dark eyebrows slightly.

"What, does Mr. Shea still want me to walk you into the basement?"

"No need." Xie Qingcheng got out of the car, and as he stood outside the door, which was about to close, he said, "He Yu."

He Yu looked up at him.

Xie Qingcheng : "In fact, if you really don't care at all, why would you let yourself go over to Duan Wen's side just because of this incident."

He Yu's face sank slightly, "......"

"As for the sea battle one, I'm sorry."

"......"

"I've been wanting to say this to you since I knew you were still alive, but I sent you a message and you didn't reply, I went to your company to look for you and couldn't see your face, so I guess you didn't want to contact me anymore. Today I finally have this opportunity, I still want to apologize to you in person. He Yu, I don't want you to become like this now."

"......"

"I saw the letter left in your villa, and I also learned that you had a chip implanted in your heart by Duan Wen that couldn't reveal his secrets, and that you couldn't say anything straight out at sea back then." Xie Qingcheng said, "I know everything. I know how disappointed you are in me."

He paused for a moment, that blind eye, that unblind eye, looking into He Yu's eyes.

"...... He Yu, that chip, is it still there now?" He said, nearly revealing some unhidden sadness and concern - those, originally, never belonged to Xie Qingcheng's weak feelings.

It was silent inside and outside the car.

He Yu did not reply, he gazed down at Xie Qingcheng's face, at his blinded eyes, the hint of spiky white hair at his temples, and the face that looked exceptionally pale in the darkness of the night.

He Yu There seems to be some kind of emotion faintly flowing in his eyes ......

But suddenly, his cell phone rang, breaking the delicate atmosphere.

"...... Hey."

He Yu back to his senses, answered the phone, the receiver vaguely came a man's voice, Xie Qingcheng stood far away, hear not so clear, but that voice seems somewhat familiar.

He Yu spoke to the man for a few moments, then said, "...... Well, yes, I'll be back on time."

The call is over.

He lifted his eyes back up, and there was just the same sparse, cold sheen in them as before, "Sorry, it's my personal physician."

Xie Qingcheng : "......"

"He cured me well." He Yu said, "Much better than you. Including that chip, which has now been removed. Thank you for your belated concern."

"......"

"In fact, after letting go and then looking back to think about it, there are a lot of choices that are better than you. At that time, I was too young to look away. Obviously there were so many alternatives, but I had to cling to you, thinking about it I feel quite childish."

After a long while, He Yu added, "By the way, I changed my number. The old one looked ridiculous, and I stopped logging in a long time ago."

"......"

He asked Xie Qingcheng, "Do you want to re-add me?"

Xie Qingcheng lowered his eyelashes and said, "...... No need."

He Yu still smiled, the smile was like a tattoo, "You can rest assured that I won't harass you anymore, I'm already tired of you."

He is too cruel, so Xie Qingcheng's kind of weak feelings, but also in the other side of such ridicule disappeared. The man's back was straight, he was crippled, aging, his heart and mind were exhausted, and he was like a dead tree, but he still had a lot of self-respect, he was still so calm, deprived of the breath of the living as calm.

"Uh-huh. I know."

"......"

"But what I wanted to say, what I could say, has been said to you. More words you won't want to hear." Xie Qingcheng said, "So don't bother. What I have stored in my cell phone has always been your past number, and it's not customary to add more."

He Yu: "......"

Xie Qingcheng: "Thank you for taking the time to send me back, He Yu. you go back."

After saying that, Xie Qingcheng turned around, holding Yaya in his arms, alone, and slowly walked towards the neighborhood.

He Yu looked at his figure, could no longer repress it, his heart surged with complex emotions, both painful and entangled, both loathing and obsessed ......

It's been three years, and for many reasons, he hardly gets any news about Xie Qingcheng in Australia. He also tried his best to cut his relationship with Xie Qingcheng.

He had been hurt so deeply that he had wanted his heart to die as well.

But ......

He Yu s bright red tongue licked his lips, and his hand gently covered the passenger seat where Xie Qingcheng had been sitting, rubbing the seat surface, as if he wanted to cut the bones and pinch and grip the skin and flesh ...... of the person who had already gone away The crazy, sickly energy has only increased.

He watched Xie Qingcheng until the man's figure completely disappeared. Then he closed the anti-peep window, leaned back toward the driver's seat, and withdrew the hand that was pressed against the passenger seat.

That hand seems to still carry Xie Qingcheng's body's residual warmth, He Yu closed his eyes, the residual warmth wrapped up, spread to the heart ......

A shooting star streaked across the starry tops of Cullinan's sky, like a phantom entangled in a rainy night years ago.

He Yu in this silence, the pathos of the bass, he opened his eyes, self-torture, eyes are crazy.

"Xie Qingcheng ......" His voice was like a mosquito, but his heart trembled, "Xie Qingcheng ...... why I ...... can't just blame you?"

The other side.

Xie Qingcheng returned to Wei's house and settled Yaya down before taking a dip in the usual guest room shower.

He lay in the bathtub, thinking about the conversation that had just taken place - there were actually a lot of things in his heart that he wanted to say to He Yu, but since those words were already meaningless to He Yu, and would even disgust him, Xie Qingcheng knew that he didn't have to defend himself anymore.

After all, He Yu said that he, right now, doesn't even want to bother hating him.

Xie Qingcheng thought about the expression on He Yu's face when he said those words, and slept sickly, his body cold, because an emotion similar to sadness coiled around him, and it seemed as if even the last bit of residual warmth in his chest, had dissipated.

He still had the little fire dragon at his bedside, which had been brought across the ocean from China and accompanied him from New York back to his bedside in Huzhou, except that the man who had given him the fire dragon would never again smile and say, "Cold? I can come and warm you up."

Xie Qingcheng opens WeChat and, without flipping through the pages, finds He Yu's contact box, which he has set as his favorite for more than two years.

He looked at it, for a long time, and slowly, as if compelled by something, his hand moved to the voice send button.

He said, "He Yu ......"

"......"

Silence.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

He whispered, "...... Kid ...... come back okay?"

His hand pressed the record button, but in the end he didn't send it. Xie Qingcheng's hand trembled, and he slid upward to cancel it.

His note to He Yu is still "kid", but he can no longer find his kid.

Xie Qingcheng put the cell phone on his heart and slowly closed his eyes.

.

I had thought that after this time, the two would not have much chance to see each other again.

Xie Qingcheng wants to stop He Yu from doing things, but he can't do it anymore, He Yu has a completely different life now, he has a new mind, new goals, new personal doctor ...... Xie Qingcheng is no longer even qualified to ask. The only thing he can do is to wait and see what happens in the Dream Breakers, if there is anything he can still do, he will go to fight for He Yu, he will keep an eye on the organization and try his best to prevent He Yu from making more mistakes.

He Yu was a very smart man, and except for the fact that he admitted his involvement with Duan Wen in front of Xie Qingcheng, he handled everything else perfectly.

There is no material to prove that he is a member of Mandela's organization.

Since there is no evidence, the interrogation and suppression of He Yu are all empty talk, plus he has the glory of being an undercover agent for the police in the past, a lot of unknown civil society organizations are all eager to praise him, He Yu can be said to be in the limelight for a while, and he is busy contacting all kinds of cooperation parties all day long.

So Xie Qingcheng met him again at a medical summit in Shanghai at the end of the year.

He Yu is the special guest invited by the organizer, sitting in the front row, when he came in, Xie Qingcheng saw him at a glance. But what Xie Qingcheng didn't expect was that this time He Yu was accompanied by someone else.

It was a man in a double-breasted suit, very handsome, with some cunning in his soft eyes, he walked beside He Yu, while walking, he smiled and turned his head sideways to talk to He Yu, his demeanor was intimate, his manner was natural. When the man took his seat, he casually glanced at the back of the conference hall, and Xie Qingcheng saw a pair of peach blossom eyes very similar to his own.

For a moment, there was a thunderbolt.

--Is he?

Xie Qingcheng's head was buzzing, he hadn't seen this man in years, but he'd never forget this man-

How did he get around He Yu?

Because it is too unbelievable, this meeting, Xie Qingcheng all the time bloodless, absent-minded, almost did not listen to a word, until after the meeting, Xie Qingcheng came to He Yu face.

He Yu was about to pack up and leave the venue when his afterglow caught a glimpse of him, paused for a moment, straightened up, and smiled courteously, "Dr. Xie. You're here too."

Upon hearing the commotion, the peach-eyed man who was originally exchanging pleasantries with the others also turned his head.

Xie Qingcheng's eyes met with his, and an extremely subtle look appeared on both of their faces.

He Yu: "Oh, introduce me. This is now my personal physician, Anthony."

Xie Qingcheng's expression was very odd: "Anthony?"

Anthony looked at him with a smile and didn't move as he leaned towards He Yu before offering his hand to Xie Qingcheng : "It's been a long time."

Xie Qingcheng : "......"

He Yu did not look surprised, it seemed that he already knew the relationship between Anthony and Xie Qingcheng. As expected, seeing that Xie Qingcheng hadn't moved, He Yu smiled and opened his mouth, "Dr. Xie, although you two haven't seen each other for more than ten years, you should know him."

Anthony narrowed his eyes and laughed, "Yes, although we haven't been in contact for more than ten years. But the things that happened in the past are vivid in my mind, you don't say you don't remember me, look, I still remember your appearance back then very clearly - you were really handsome back then, unlike now."

He smiled a softer yet more dangerous smile.

"It all looks like you're in your forties... it's just that the years are getting old, isn't it?"

His peach blossom eyes, which were as beautiful as glazed glass, looked at Xie Qingcheng's eyes, one of which was already blind, and a deeper smile filled his face, which was far younger than Xie Qingcheng's, before he said in a single word, "Cousin, brother?"