Chapter 222: It turned out to be a fake drama

After the incident, Xie Qingcheng didn't let He Yu carry him to the bathroom, even though he was weak, he still had the strength to get out of bed and take a couple steps.

Just that the bed is a little high, Xie Qingcheng put on the bathrobe down to the ground, or a moment did not stand steady, body involuntarily leaned forward, was He Yu a hold.

"...... Better I help you."

Xie Qingcheng was wearing a snow-white bathrobe, covering the marks on his body, he felt extremely uncomfortable for the side effects of the serum exposed in front of He Yu, who was always a man, but at this moment, he was actually in a state of avoidance.

"It's okay, I can walk by myself."

There was a large Jacuzzi in the bathroom, the high-tech water storage was quick, Xie Qingcheng pulled the curtain bar closed, put his bathrobe on the shelf, and tiredly soaked into the steaming hot bathtub. He Yu had talked to him about the bathroom's surveillance angle, and he knew that after pulling the curtain closed, the scene in the bathtub would not be clear for surveillance, so he could at least soak in peace for a while.

He loved hot baths, and even though he knew he'd have to clean up, he wanted to soak like this for a while to regain his shattered strength.

He is a real headache, he has never seen in his life such a person who does not speak the truth. He felt that men in this kind of problem speech is certainly to be responsible, such as his own in the past is very responsible, say what is what, his wife wants him to rationally consider and then will say that this is not good, and then patiently explain why it is not good.

But He Yu is not like that at all.

He Yu, who can reverse what he said in bed in the next second, is not a man of his word, and he can't even criticize him for what he said.

He scooped up a handful of water and washed it over his face, the water sliding down his dark brow and dripping back into the tub, sending round ripples.

Thinking about what had just happened, he had a complicated heart.

The side effects of Serum 2 aside, Xie Qingcheng is actually very concerned about Xie Lishen.

Once upon a time, Xie Lishen had told a lot of things that had happened only between himself and He Yu, things that could not have been known by anyone other than the two of them, and it was precisely because Xie Lishen had accurately told so many details that he had been hurt so deeply at that time.

But now He Yu says no.

Although he didn't know exactly what happened, since He Yu said he didn't do it, he was willing to believe that Xie Lishen had used some underhanded means to investigate these things, but he didn't want to ask more questions, after all, all three words Xie Lishen made him feel sick, and he knew that He Yu didn't like to mention this person either.

Xie Qingcheng had no way to confront He Yu before, but now he heard his denial.

The answer to the question of whose word to believe between He Yu and Xie Lishen is, in fact, a no-brainer.

Just ......

He thought of He Yu's affection just now, and wondered if what he was seeing was real or an illusion that he wished too much for He Yu to go back to his old self. After all, He Yu had said that he was old and crippled, although Xie Lishen had also said that, but Xie Qingcheng didn't care, he thought he was handsome as hell.

But what He Yu said, he couldn't forget.

There was a wall of mirrors next to the bathtub, and Xie Qingcheng lifted his hand, cutting through the mist, and stared at his own face in the mirror.

The face is sickly and the left eye is out of focus.

There were already a few gray hairs between the dark ones without having to look hard.

He was someone who didn't care about looks and had been very confident, but in fact, stripping away that layer of confidence, old age and disability was a fact of life. Having been a doctor for so many years, he knew that in the face of old age, sickness and death, he ultimately had to be realistic.

He sighed and closed his eyes.

He felt that He Yu was quite impressive just now, having to commit himself to this for the sake of the mission. Even though he was no longer as handsome as he used to be, He Yu gave him face.

Originally, he had only hoped that He Yu could put aside his hatred, not daring to expect more. But now He Yu has done so well that his sickly heart is vaguely filled with expectations he shouldn't have had.

The heat of the bath soon blurred the mirror again.

The fog obscured the all too gaunt face of the man in the mirror.

Forget ...... about it. He Yu has suffered so many injuries and hated him so much, but now he can treat him calmly and even cajole him a bit, he should be satisfied. In the past, the school students chat about what "Puxin man", he also listened to a few words, he does not want to be Puxin man. Being overconfident is not a good thing.

Especially in front of someone who has been hurt and hurt themselves.

This is already very good ...... Some words are not broken, the heart can still have some fantasies, and some dreams are better not to wake up.

As he soaks, he hears a soft clatter, and it's He Yu pulling the shower curtain back a bit and looking down at him from inside the bathroom made into a starry roof.

Xie Qingcheng slightly opened his eyes, his body was so tired that he didn't have an ounce of strength, "Hm? What's wrong?"

He Yu did not say anything, took off the bathrobe that was casually draped over his body and stepped into the depths of the Jacuzzi. Inside the tub there was suddenly an adult man, the water rose higher, the hot water spread over his chest, the water pressure was so stifling that Xie Qingcheng's heart was vaguely aching.

He Yu dived over, his dark eyes meeting Xie Qingcheng's languid ones.

The bathroom was dimly lit, He Yu had one hand on the wall of the black marble bathtub and one hand floating on the warm surface of the pool, his legs touching Xie Qingcheng's in the pool, and his lips almost pressing against Xie Qingcheng's. He Yu was in the middle of the bathtub, and he was in the middle of the bathtub, but he was in the middle of the pool.

He whispered, "I'm afraid it's hard for you, and I've come to help you."

"......"

Xie Qingcheng looked into the eyes of the youth.

He sighed inwardly, thinking to himself that He Yu had grown up after all, and was the one who would take care of other people's feelings afterward.

"...... I'm fine."

"It's dark in here, can you see?"

"......"

This is true, this bathroom because the space is too large, the designer in the design of a large number of black elements, black in the visual will give a person a kind of collection of effect, and can make the overall space become very high class elegant. The bathroom is paved with black stone tiles, and the top is not too bright lighting, but made some stars like a little broken light.

Xie Qingcheng leaning on the edge of the bathtub, pale flesh in the ink jade-like pool edge almost flooded with Xi Wei snow color.

"It's okay, I can see."

He Yu was quiet again for a moment, "...... Is there anything you want to talk to me about?"

Xie Qingcheng felt as if he was expecting something. But what could he be expecting?

He thought for a moment, remembering his blindness and sickly appearance, and remembering He Yu's dedication and sacrifice.

The polytechnic man suddenly understood and said, "You've worked hard."

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

Seeing He Yu's lack of response, Xie Qingcheng said again, "Thank you for your hard work."

He Yu 竟不知说什么好："...... How ...... do you ...... put up your pants and then ...... again... ..."

Disowned again.

But before he finished speaking, he realized that Xie Qingcheng hadn't even lifted his fucking pants yet, and just flipped out when he was done.

But this is also Xie Qingcheng's usual operation. He Yu tried to calm himself down, telling himself not to lose control, you should be used to this.

Xie Qingcheng s head leaned back slightly, and the water vapor steamed up, disorienting his handsome but haggard face. Seeing that He Yu was crossly dissatisfied, he softly, in a voice that only the other party could hear, sighed and said, "Alas, you ah ...... So you, what do you want me to say ......? I ......"

He Yu was so angry that he kissed Xie Qingcheng in the middle of his speech, blocking Xie Qingcheng's words, kissing very hard, so that this man could not say anything else for a while.

"......" Xie Qingcheng was a little confused, wondering why there was an additional scene after the play was over.

But he is very used to He Yu, also lazy effort, he will arm back on the wall of the pool, still this lazy to the extreme, even can be said to be self-abandonment posture, casually He Yu how to roll over and deep kiss him, extremely lingering.

The kiss took a long time to end, and when He Yu raised his eyes, his lips were moist, because he was leaning forward like a mermaid, half-floating in the water, and instead he had to look up at Xie Qingcheng, who looked at him with downcast eyes, looking down at him like a sickly human prince looking at a mermaid coming up from in front of him. Xie Qingcheng looked down at him, like a sickly human prince looking at a shark floating up from in front of him.

"Let me ask you instead." He Yu said.

"What we did tonight." The youth stared into Xie Qingcheng's eyes, "Do you regret it?"

......

What's the answer to that?

He was not sorry, but he was a little overwhelmed, wondering how long it would take him to come out of it after the mission was over and they didn't have to be like this anymore.

Maybe it hasn't always been possible to walk away from it.

Only that was his own business, and he wasn't in the habit of inflicting his troubles on someone else, not to mention that that someone was He Yu, who had given his life for him.

"Will you regret it?"

Xie Qingcheng looked at him quietly for a while, and finally touched his hair and said, "...... It s too late, you go to sleep."

He Yu's eyes slowly dimmed again.

While closing his eyes, Xie Qingcheng heard the sound of water moving slightly, he opened his eyes and found that He Yu did not leave.

"What's wrong?" He asked, "Anything else?"

He Yu seemed to have wanted to ask this from the start, but struggled with it.

Until this moment, he had no more questions, he slowly shifted his eyes to the blood stains on Xie Qingcheng's chest, "And ......"

"Hmm?"

"Do you ...... you here ...... this matter?"

"......"

That's really the pot calling the kettle black.

The embarrassment of being a big old man came back, and Xie Qingcheng's face couldn't help but sink.

After sinking, and still feeling disgraced, he pushed away He Yu, who was floating in front of him, and clutched the wall of the pool to get up, "Never mind."

When he got up, he was distinctly uncomfortable, but in the end, the physical discomfort was no match for the mental shame.

He didn't even want to do much more than clean up this time, all he wanted to do at the moment was put on the clothes he'd taken off and get back into bed.

But his hand was clutched by He Yu.

Xie Qingcheng turned back, "What for."

"You wash it, it's not a good time to be sick and deal with it." He Yu got up, "I'll go out."

He Yu reclined back on the big, messy bed alone.

He looked at the ceiling, the bedding still had the scent of him and Xie Qingcheng after they had been together, He Yu in this moment, could not help but have an illusion, as if he and Xie Qingcheng had never been separated.

Between them, there had never been those three years of dissociation.

At that time, they didn't have much love for each other either, but at least Xie Qingcheng belonged to him alone.

How he felt bad about the years back then.

After about half an hour or so, Xie Qingcheng finished his bath and finally returned to the bed. His body was lightly scented with shower gel, but he could not hide the smell of medicine and coldness that had soaked into his bones. His position on the bed was not too sharp, after all, he had been tortured by He Yu, but he still came up in a muffled voice.

The quilt covered the face.

Xie Qingcheng was lying on the bed, his breathing was shallow, and occasionally there was a momentary pause, He Yu knew that he was in pain. He Yu knew that he was suffering from pain. He thought for a while, and wanted to reach out his hand to rub his waist and back for him. But looking at Xie Qingcheng's somewhat stiff back, He Yu was worried that it would make him even more unhappy, so he did not do so.

The cell phone that was playing the video had finished its task, and the electricity had run out, and it became as dark as the dragon's abyss under the quilt. He Yu tossed and turned, and they didn't have a conversation for a long time in this darkness, each combing their minds like knots in their hair.

It was Xie Qingcheng who made the first move.

"He Yu."

"Hmm?"

He Yu immediately did not turn over, there is still a meager expectation in his tail tone, he thought, as long as Xie Qingcheng and he gently said a word of pain, he is willing to go to appease and soothe the physical pain that he brought to Xie Qingcheng.

But He Yu never expected that Xie Qingcheng, who had sobered up from the bath, slowed down for a while and actually said, "If you are not sleepy ...... then continue with the information you told me before. We only have so little time every day to talk about these serious matters."

"......"

Xie Qingcheng : "Say it."

Who would say a line like that after they've just made out? A robot wouldn't be able to do that!

He Yu's heart was like a tidal wave, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to break Xie Qingcheng from lying flat on his back to facing him.

He Yu stared at him.

He was really too hard, so hard that he wanted to say a few angry and cruel words to Xie Qingcheng, so hard that he didn t want to care about anything, just wanted to bite Xie Qingcheng to death with a heavy bite.

But before the harsh words were spoken, and before the bite was bitten, and the glare, the youth's eyes could not help but redden first.

Xie Qingcheng's body ached terribly, especially his chest, that literally had a sense of shame attached to it that embarrassed him. So he really didn't think that the culprit causing all this pain would actually look like this.

"...... What's wrong with you again?" Xie Qingcheng endured the pain, he was all a little bit outlandish.

--Why does He Yu look so aggrieved after doing such a thing, as if he has bullied him?

"...... nothing." He Yu is also to be strong, he is not in front of Xie Qingcheng really no face. He suddenly turned away his reddened eyes and sniffled, "I don't want to speak today. I'm tired and want to sleep."

"...... OK. Then you go to sleep." Xie Qingcheng didn't know what kind of temper he was in, but finally said, "It's okay to talk about it tomorrow."

But who knows He Yu glared at him for a while, and then negatively like, "I ...... speak business when I speak business!"

"......"

"Where was I last time?"

"...... Talked about you finding out why this island is like HUU's Neverland." Although Xie Qingcheng was puzzled by He Yu's reaction, he really didn't have much strength to delve deeper into He Yu's psyche right now. He said somewhat wearily, "You said it had something to do with a boy on the island."

"Well ......" He Yu lowered his eyelids, his eyes still red.

Xie Qingcheng : "...... What's up with that boy?"

In fact, He Yu felt that the two of them were now quite like the fairy tale of One Thousand and One Nights, only he didn't know when this fairy tale would be shattered - the Dream Breaking Organization had already received the data of the new weapon, and the day of launching the general attack wouldn't be too far away. Maybe the big war would start before he and Xie Qingcheng finished their story.

So he finally decided to skip a lot of details and tell Xie Qingcheng the most important information first.

"He's not a real boy."

Xie Qingcheng voice still has some raspy aftermath of the love affair: "...... So, is it transgender?"

"No." He Yu pondered for a while and thought that he could tell Xie Qingcheng more clearly from a different angle, "We all already know that the Mandela organization's most advanced technology is focused on biological projects, and they want to use biopharmaceuticals and virtual reality to build a Mandela meta-universe. In the process, they do a lot of figuring out. For example, my mother."

He Yu paused and said, "As I told you last time, her body is still there."

"Wei Rong plotted to kill my mother back in the day ...... along with Mandela's organization, but they preserved her body and stored it on this island."

"...... this I was going to ask before, what were they trying to do with the preservation of the torso at the time?"

He Yu's eyes darkened.

"Transplant."

"Shift-" Xie Qingcheng realized it halfway through his sentence, but that idea in his head was so deranged that he couldn't even confirm for a moment that things were really as he thought.

He Yu, however, saw his suspicion and validated him, "Yes, just as you thought."

"......"

"According to what I said before about the meta-universe concept of Mandela's organization." He Yu said, "Their ultimate conception is to design a machine that completely breaks down the barriers between the dualistic world and the trinitarian world, that is, to extract the human soul-in other words, the mind-from the physical body and upload it to the digital cloud. Although they don't yet have the ability to break through the limitations of the times and perfectly create such a machine, they already possess a medical technology."

He Yu paused and continued, "Mind transplant."

"The concept of mind transplants is much older than the metaverse, and the technique is even a medical thesis that could be pushed in normal society, except that because it is unethical, no formal organization or medical practitioner would talk about it in the open."

Xie Qingcheng is of course well aware of this. Since the beginning of human organ transplantation, "human brain transplantation" has been a technology that seems to be a fantasy, but many people are secretly interested in it. It is cruel, crazy and inhumane, but it is like a Pan Duola magic box that tempts people to come closer and open a secret door that may lead to eternal life.

It was so chillingly true that Xie Qingcheng's voice couldn't help but drop: "Mandela has the ability to do this?"

"It's almost there, there are still some flaws and very few donors who can fulfill the conditions, but-" He Yu took a deep breath and said, "they've already completed two such experiments. "

Xie Qingcheng bloodless, brain transplantation experiments completed once to get the community will set off a furor, this is simply epoch-making crazy medical research move.

But Mandela has already done it twice in the darker parts of the world, on unsupervised, independent islands?

He couldn't help but cough softly, his freshly made body looking very weak.

He Yu stiffened for a moment, but still raised his hand to pat his back, "Are you ...... you alright? Actually, just now I was a bit ...... that serum 2 reaction of yours ......"

"I forbid you to mention this Serum 2 reaction again." Xie Qingcheng's face immediately darkened as he gasped and gently broke away from He Yu's hand, "You continue."

"......" He Yu saw his face showing humiliation, and knew that with Xie Qingcheng's temperament, talking about that side effect of Serum #2 just now would only make Xie Qingcheng more and more embarrassed.

So he didn't say any more, he coaxed Xie Qingcheng, and then went on to tell the story about Mandela: "So ...... do you remember what I told you before about 'the boys' being the leaders of this island ?"

Xie Qingcheng: "Remember. You said that forty or fifty years ago, the Mandela organization had already formed a system of meta-cosmic thought. And the creator of this system was either Duan Wen or this boy who doesn't show up much."

"Yes, but no child can go forty or fifty years without growing up." He Yu said, "So the 'boy' isn't really a boy. He's the second success story of the brain-swap surgery - the boy that is the central head of the entire organization - Duan Cuizhen."

"!!!"

The curtain was drawn back in clamor on the appalling truth.

He Yu spat out the name of the origin of this dark past very softly and clearly, "She is also the one that the Dream Breaker found out about, the demonic female scientist who frequently committed countless horrific murders more than forty years ago, ' Hui Zhen '."

Hui Zhen is just an alias given by the police to the mysterious murderer, similar to "Jack the Ripper", Jack's real name is not Jack, Hui Zhen's real name is not Hui Zhen, her name is Duan Cuizhen.

"Her last name is Duan?" Xie Qingcheng was the first of the countless thoughts that seized him.

"Uh-huh."

"Then she and Duan Wen ......"

"I can't be completely sure, but I think Duan Wen should be her grandchildren, and if the information I've investigated isn't wrong, Duan Cuizhen is ninety years old this year, an old lady." He Yu said, "But her current body-it belongs to a young boy who died at the tender age of nine!"