Sobering Up

"I like you ......"

"......"

"I really like you ......"

"......"

The youth hung his head, his lips murmuring half an inch from Xie Qingcheng's lips, his forehead hair falling, his eyes confused and hot.

He clutched Xie Qingcheng's hand tightly, and Xie Qingcheng was struck dumb by this sudden confession.

If he was just angry and surprised, this moment he was shocked as if he'd been struck by lightning.

He even shockingly forgot to fight back ......

Who likes who?

Does He Yu like him?

How is this possible ......

They are both men, and He Yu has never shown any homosexual tendencies, and is thirteen years older than him. ......

He was lying on the bed in the hotel He Yu, his bathrobe disheveled and sweaty, turning his head slowly and stiffly to look at the boy crouching over him in the darkness, not realizing that the boy was looking at him, his gaze passing through him to the girl who looked like him.

"I really like you ......"

"......"

"Do as you're told, don't stay with him ......"

"......"

As soon as these words were uttered, Xie Qingcheng slowly came back to his senses in shock and finally gritted his teeth and said, "...... you fuck!"

He Yu is drunk and fucking misidentified!

He took his eyes off of He Yu's face, only to feel that all the things he had previously wondered about were instantly connected into a pearl--He Yu's acceptance of the play, his sudden onset of illness, his drunken talk about wanting to confess his love to a girl in Neverland, the upside-down... ...everything was a revelation.

He understood it all.

He Yu This is with that unlucky girl whose confession was rejected ......

Xie Qingcheng couldn't help but raise his head and hold his forehead. Because of the fierce fight between the males earlier, his forehead was already covered in sweat. He scratched up his sweaty forehead hair in annoyance while his chest rose and fell violently as he breathed.

The pain of He Yu's neck still lingered, but not so much as his head, and he felt that this day had been a hell of a mess, and yet he could not help feeling glad for the girl whom he had never met--

It's a good thing this crime didn't happen to a girl.

And He Yu.

Mental Ai Bola patients need to be calm and restrained, minimize mood swings, and be as rational as possible. Things like love are too hard to handle, so they should be touched sparingly. However, Xie Qingcheng feels that He Yu is now like having "Xie Qingcheng ptsd", willing to listen to anyone, but not to him, not following the doctor's advice.

Sure enough, it's come to this.

It's also fortunate that it only got as far as this situation and was able to close it out.

Xie Qingcheng was pressed down by the taller youth with hot body temperature, and after running through the situation, he sank his face and put his hand against He Yu's heart, "You fucking ...... get up off me."

"Get up!!!"

He Yu's eyes have been slack since a while ago.

The medicine he took began to play a role, the sleeping effect gradually came up, he still stared at Xie Qingcheng, but the force in his hands gradually weakened. He was still staring at Xie Qingcheng, but the strength in his hands gradually weakened. He was no longer so crazy, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

There was even a momentary flicker of clarity in his eyes, but the realization only gathered for a moment and quickly dispersed again ......

Xie Qingcheng took the opportunity to wrench him off with a vicious effort, grabbing his robe and rising from the bed with a throbbing pain in his wrists.

He Yu finally calmed down, or maybe the drugs had finally paralyzed his violence factor, so He Yu didn't do anything more after he was pushed away hard.

He opened his eyes vacantly, half-heartedly, and whispered, "...you know what ...... I can't find the bridge ......"

"What?"

"I can't find ...... I can't walk out ......"

"I ...... I can't get out of here ......"

These soft murmurs were not spoken to Xie Qingcheng, not to anyone; he said them with an empty look, as if he didn't know where he was anymore; it was as if he was murmuring into the darkness.

He Yu slowly closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttering gently.

Xie Qingcheng didn't react to what bridge he was talking about, he was going crazy from the torture tonight, he held back his anger and discomfort, his face tightened up, he threw the man onto the bed, threw the bed quilt to him, and then turned around and went to the restroom to brush his teeth and rinse his mouth.

Xie Qingcheng is somewhat sexually frigid and doesn't like unnecessary physical contact with people, let alone being kissed by someone of the same sex.

He was so disgusted that the tap water rushed out of the faucet, and after half a day of washing, he scooped up a handful of water and poured it over his face, propped himself up on the runners, and finally slowed down enough to raise his eyes to look at his still dripping face in the mirror.

The young man's feelings are a bad account, a casual flip through the chicken feathers will be flying, if it is not committed to his head, he simply do not even bother to look at this account book.

Fucking hell. Living hell.

He Jiwei should have paid him for looking after the children for He Jiwei, and it would have been unreasonable not to pay him. He should ask He Jiwei for it later.

Xie Qingcheng sank his face and slowed down for a while, raised his hand and pressed his vaguely aching temples, then screwed the faucet on and walked out to sit on the sofa chair next to the bed and fretted.

When he went out, He Yu had already fallen asleep from the effects of the medicine, lying on the bed and hugging the quilt in a very obedient manner, no different from his usual appearance as a good student, completely different from the beast that pestered him endlessly just now.

Xie Qingcheng looked gloomy, unscrewed the hotel complimentary mineral water want to drink a mouthful of fire, but the lips touched the mouth of the bottle on the fierce burst of pain. He hissed a breath of cold air, raised his hand to touch, found that his lips have been He Yu bite through - he lived thirty-two years, no one has ever dared to bite through the corner of his lips. Xie Qingcheng's face darkened.

He put down the mineral water bottle heavily, and whether He Yu liked it or not, he lit a cigarette and began to smoke it around the room, letting the little beast lying asleep inhale enough second-hand smoke before he pressed the butt out.

...... Forget it.

Forget it!

In the end he thought, a fucking kiss is a kiss. What else is there to do?

He's a guy, wouldn't have anything to lose, and other than being gross, it's not a problem. And at the end of the day, it's just a misunderstanding.

Xie Qingcheng is a very rational person, he won't waste too much emotion on a stupid misunderstanding.

Thinking rationally, what is more important now is actually He Yu's current situation.

He's kind of experiencing the onset of He Yu's current phase firsthand this time, it's nerve-wracking, and it's still only a semi-onset, or a controlled situation.

What if it's a full-blown disease? What's wrong with that?

Things may not be as rosy as they seem for He Yu.

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes, he had expected that if He Yu fell in love, his condition would definitely fluctuate to some extent.

That day he stopped He Yu from confessing on the island, not only for the girl's sake, but also for He Yu's sake, but He Yu wouldn't listen.

He Yu and he said, "It's been nineteen years, I haven't hurt anyone, I just like someone, but I can't have that kind of power, can I?"

He looked into He Yu's eyes and suddenly couldn't say anything.

He Yu, the child he grew up with, was too sick. He has been wandering in the psychological and physical abyss for more than ten to twenty years, but he can't find a way out. This kind of patient's heart is very hostile, when mental illness attack will even become extremely violent and bloodthirsty.

He Yu, however, has chosen to fight internally.

He stayed in his evil dragon lair, hissing and wailing or grabbing the wall with his head, he never went out to hurt innocents, but only suffered these torments alone in the darkness.

--

So the girl he doesn't know is a ray of light that He Yu is chasing?

Xie Qingcheng thought back to the tears He Yu had just shed on him, remembered the boy choking back tears and saying that he liked her very much, and couldn't help but turn her head back to look once again at the youth who had already drifted off to sleep on the bed.

Is that why he left school, why he couldn't handle it, why he triggered the sinking disease in his heart?

Xie Qingcheng raised his hand and subconsciously touched his lips which had been kissed by He Yu, and in the mood of "this beast is really hateful", he more or less felt the emotion of "this beast is really pitiful".

But Xie Qingcheng was really too stimulated, and did not think deeply, only took the "Xie" that He Yu just said as the name that He Yu saw him pronounce when he was half-awake and half-confused. I didn't think in the direction of Xie Xue.

In Xie Qingcheng's concept, He Yu and Xie Xue although is the same age generation, but after all, there is still a gap of five years here, the difference of five years in his eyes it is unlikely that there is any male and female love, so he has never suspected that He Yu to Xie Xue have any non-desired.

What's more, how old is He Yu? Nineteen, not even two, not even a weak crown in ancient times, just a minor.

To be honest, in the stereotypical Xie Qingcheng's view, a nineteen-year-old boy in love is considered early. They have not even grown up and have not even finished reading before they think of falling in love. The heart is not even set yet, talk about it can last? In case of an accident, can he take the girl to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate and a stamp? Relying on his own, he can support a family of three with four elderly people? Without parental support, can he make enough money for the baby so that his wife doesn't have to worry about making ends meet during her pregnancy?

Rubbish, neither can.

Then it's still a teenager, not a man.

Xie Qingcheng certainly wouldn't equate such a person with his future brother-in-law.

At this time the boy on the bed seemed to be upset by something and frowned his clear eyebrows in his dream. Xie Qingcheng didn't want to look at him anymore, much less the large bed that was already in disarray.

He got up, pushed the door and walked out.

He Yu woke up early the next morning.

He opened his eyes in a daze, lifting a hand to swipe through his stray frontal hair and cover his slightly cool forehead.

After a hangover, people's memories are like pieces of porcelain that have been smashed, and then to repair and put them back together, it is inevitable that they will be painfully scratched by the edges of the broken porcelain.

He Yu fought through the wind-up throbbing pain in his skull as the events of last night were gradually restored to a rough outline, and he remembered his own mistaken kiss in the midst of the confusion, and his entire form froze, realizing immediately that-

He ...... seems to have ...... kissed Xie Qingcheng ......

"......"

He Yu's first reaction was to hope that he was having a nightmare, but there was still blood faintly visible where his lip had been bitten, and a lick accompanied by a sting that couldn't have been more sobering, signaling that what had happened last night was real.

As a role model for students who grew up with both, He Yu has the typical qualities of a schoolteacher: he's highly receptive to all sorts of things and has quick reflexes. But this incident was beyond his threshold, and he sat on his bed, frozen and pale.

At that moment, the sound of a dripping swipe comes from the doorway of the room, the door slams open, and He Yu watches as the object of his unintentional sexual harassment last night walks in from outside with a sullen face.

Xie Qingcheng did not sleep for a night and went back to his room for several hours to go out of his mind, and now he is already very calm. He Yu woke up just before he washed up, and came in to see that this psycho had already woken up, and was wearing a head of messy hair, looking at him with open almond eyes.

It actually looked a little bit innocent and bewildered, plus that red lips and white teeth bleached pretty school face, as if he was the victim.

Animal.

Xie Qingcheng directly copied He Yu's T-shirt on the sofa chair and flung it over the beastly schoolboy's face, covering the two gazes that annoyed him.

In a cold voice, he said, "Get up."

The beast schoolteacher pulled down the white T and opened his mouth with some difficulty, "Xie Qingcheng, last night, we ...... and you ...... did I... ..."

Xie Qingcheng said morosely, "Yes."

He Yu's face became even more ugly.

Xie Qingcheng : "But enough of this crap."

"......"

He Yu was stunned again, he didn't expect this brother to open his mouth with a cold and indifferent attitude, if he didn't make sure that his memory wasn't wrong, he almost suspected that last night he didn't blindly kissed the wrong person, but that Xie Qingcheng wanted to take the opportunity to harass him for a long time.

Plucking and hanging relentlessly Xie Qingcheng leaned towards the TV cabinet, folded his hands, and looked at the other party with a cold and serious expression, "Put your clothes on properly, I have something to talk to you about."

The two had had such an embarrassing physical encounter last night that even a misunderstanding was enough to make one weak.

He Yu relatives short mouth, in normal times must have already hit the past, but today is really a little slow to come, Xie Qingcheng how to say, he followed how to do it.

"You went to confess to that girl you like, didn't you?"

"...... no."

"And you're going to hide it from me? You said something yourself last night you don't remember."

He Yu vaguely still remember some, but his mind is not very clear at this moment, and it took a while before he said, "...... I was recognizing the wrong person. I didn't confess to that girl, I just know that she has someone she likes ...... Forget it, why am I explaining so much to you, you can laugh if you want to."

He raised his eyes, "I know you're happy in your heart that everything went the way you said it would, that no one liked me, that I wasn't in control of myself, that everything you said came true, and you're happy?"

Xie Qingcheng stared at him, "I'm glad you're not madder than you already are."

After a pause, seeing He Yu's face full of caution, He Yu seems to think he should say - this patient I thought all night to give you two sets of treatment options you see whether you want to chemical castration or physical castration two choose one don't be polite.

Xie Qingcheng sighed, he really did not want to dwell on this issue, quite childish, and a waste of time. So he directly said, "...... Forget it. He Yu."

"That's all there is to it."

He Yu looked at him, schoolboys are used to answering questions, especially the beastly kind of schoolboys even in bed, so He Yu asked, "But?"

"But-" Professor Xie swept his face sternly, dissatisfied with his snatch of an answer, and continued, "I've thought about it for a while, and what happened last night makes me think that you're in a very poor condition right now. To tell you the truth, your father talked to me on the phone earlier, and it was indeed him who asked me to watch you a bit more for him in general. This kind of behavior of you taking drugs indiscriminately after the onset of illness and even attempting to hide it from everyone is very undesirable, so ......"

Mr. Xie, He Yu's father, began to lecture.

He Yu is still a bit not slow to come, head buzzing, the whole person is absent-minded, father said what, he only heard a beginning and did not go to the ear, what else can be said, certainly is not to spare him.

But on second thought, he never asked Xie Qingcheng to manage him, it is Xie Qingcheng himself to break in close to him, they are both straight men who have no feelings for the same sex, to say that the bad luck, he is also equally bad luck, and do not owe him anything.

Luckily, I didn't say Xie Xue's name yesterday, or else things would have been more difficult to clean up ......

"...... Pretty much, that's it."

At some point, Dad had finished his lecture and made a summary.

"Are you listening?"

He Yu raised his head and met Xie Qingcheng's gaze that dropped ice.

Xie Qingcheng also spoke of thirst, copied the mineral water bottle next to him and unscrewed the cap, drank the water that he did not drink last night, and coldly said, "...... If you are willing, this matter is even in the past."

He Yu didn't really listen to much of what he said earlier, his aching, hungover head only picked up the words, "It's over," but as a student accustomed to excellence, he nodded instinctively.

Xie Qingcheng looked at him out of the corner of his eye from top to bottom, unable to read any expression, "Well then, when you come back from the kill, you'll come to the Medical University to find me."

"......"

He Yu only then slowed down enough to realize that he seemed to have just agreed to a certain request from him in his delirium, and finally came to his senses completely, asking hoarsely, "Wait. I'm sorry, what did you say?"

Xie Qingcheng's face sank all of a sudden and his tone was very hard: "Do you have any more conditions you want to talk to me about?"

He Yu thought, "What are the conditions?

He didn't even listen to what he just glibly said with his upper lip touching his lower lip ......

Damn it, what did he promise Xie Qingcheng?

On the other hand, Xie Qingcheng felt that he had been lenient with He Yu.

He didn't even talk to He Yu about the shit that happened last night. Of course, the main reason was because he really didn't want to talk about the kiss that made his head spin.

He Yu now this disease condition, he did not see even if, see also can not ignore, not to mention He Jiwei's face, even if it is an ordinary patient in front of him like this, he can not be hand ignored.

Though he couldn't possibly treat him personally as he had in the past, it would still be no problem to control He Yu's emotions and give some guidance to channel them.

What's more, in the process, he could also ask He Yu to serve as a laborer for himself - He Yu's labor force was still very useful when he was obedient, smart and clever, and hard-wearing. If he could take it and use it as he did before, he would be able to make up for being licked by a dog.

Killing two birds with one stone.

Seeing that He Yu was lost in thought, Xie Qingcheng impatiently repeated briefly, "After the finalization of the film, you will come to the medical university, hone yourself according to my requirements, do things for me, distract yourself, and don't think about things all day long. Since you have someone you like, you should go and adjust your mind in time, and learn to get your emotions under control earlier. You won't suffer."

He Yu was silent for a moment and said, "...... She has someone she likes now, not me."

Xie Qingcheng sighed, "The girl you like isn't too old, is she?"

"...... is not big."

"You can't tell what's going to happen in the future. What's more, even if she still doesn't like you afterward, you might have a girl you look at again, and at that point it would be good if you could manage your condition."

He Yu was quiet again for a while and suddenly said, "...... Why don't you ask me who I like?"

"What does that have to do with me."

"......" He Yu bowed his head, some slight mockery in his drooping eyes, "is okay."

He thought of the conversation he had with Xie Qingcheng when he was at the police station.

At that time, Xie Qingcheng said that there was no way anyone could like someone like him, and that he would surely fail.

He felt that he had been slapped hard, he thought at that time, if he and Xie Xue were together, he must see Xie Qingcheng lose his temper, want to see Xie Qingcheng collapse, but now, everything was the opposite.

Instead, Xie Qingcheng saw his wretched appearance.

If we retreat at this time, then we will really lose face in front of him ......

He Yu closed his eyes and smiled, "In fact, after all, you came to see my face on purpose, right?"

"If you want to think so, that's fine."

"......"

Meeting that man's indifferent and provocative eyes, the gloom in He Yu's heart deepened.

He really hated this kind of demeanor of Xie Qingcheng, he had watched it countless times since he was a child, and every time he could really feel Xie Qingcheng's indifference, as well as that kind of strong feeling that was annoying to look at.

He sulked for a while and finally looked up at Xie Qingcheng : "You want me to do something for you to distract attention. To do what?"

"Haven't thought about it yet." Xie Qingcheng was casual, "However, you've followed me before, you know I'm a person who, in order for you to suffer a little more, there's no shortage of tossing and turning."

"...... Are you planning to fix me?"

Xie Qingcheng paused and raised the end of his eyebrows slightly, "You're afraid."

He Yu didn't want to lose his pride after losing face: "You're joking, I have nothing to be afraid of."

Xie Qingcheng listened to his answer, looked down and fumbled for a cigarette, biting it between his lips and teeth, and said vaguely, "I hope you're serious, and don't come here for three days and then cry and say you're giving up. The lighter is on the bedside, pass it to me."

He Yu ignored him, and managed to get out of bed to go to the restroom to brush his teeth and rinse his mouth - even though there was nothing left of yesterday's kiss, He Yu still felt disgusted, and when he thought that he had mistaken the wrong person yesterday, and actually kissed a man with so much passion, he felt even more uncomfortable, and thought that he had to clean himself up.

Before going into the bathroom, he also glanced back at the object of his own intentionality last night. He was quite sober and decent this time, as if it wasn't himself who held the person down on the bed last night and kissed them as if they were in heat: "Smoking second-hand smoke can't be counted in the grind you've given me, it's no different from chronic killing. If you want to smoke, please smoke outside."

He said closing the door to the shower and shuffling off.

In the washroom.

He Yu looked into the mirror and wiped his fingertips over the lips that Xie Qingcheng had bitten last night--

He scooped up a handful of water and dipped it into his face, then gripped the faucet.

The tendons on the back of the youth's hands protruded slightly, and he tightened the faucet with such force that the water loss suddenly stopped, and he straightened up and looked at the man in the mirror.

What's the point of refining him? Doesn't he want to then see him laugh, toss him around, use him?

...... He, this time, really inadvertently committed to Xie Qingcheng this old rascal.