Chapter 267: Extra "Fascinated by Shanghai" (V)

Xie Qingcheng didn't expect more people to come the next day, and most of them were no longer old people, but young people, even young girls.

The seventeen and eighteen year old girls gathered around He Yu, asking him to optimize various apps for them, and even make some game plug-ins that would be blocked if the service provider found out about them, but of course, they believed that, with He Yu's ability, the service provider wouldn't be able to find out about it in their next life.

In the waiting room, the young girls' eyes were flashing and their smiles were charming, their mouths were speaking Xie Qingcheng's unintelligible Internet buzzwords, and the youthfulness came out of them.

Xie Qingcheng also had something to do today, did not have time to stay at home, before leaving the door he urged He Yu to eat lunch on time, and then took the car keys and left, before leaving he lightly glanced at the girls, did not say anything, drove to the campus.

"Prof. Xie, you've filled out this form wrong, it's HU Medicine, not HUU."

The new teaching assistant pointed out Xie Qingcheng's mistake with great fear.

Xie Qingcheng baffled for a moment, realizing that he had really misspelled all the names of the schools, and couldn't help but raise his hand against the arch of his eyebrow, "I'm sorry, could you please get me another form?"

The little assistant immediately and nervously complied.

Xie Qingcheng sits at his desk spinning a pen, the radius of his wrist under the sleeve of his white shirt rising and falling slightly with the movement.

He realized that he couldn't help but think about He Yu being surrounded by girls left and right today - he shouldn't have. He was calm, mature, trusting of his partner, and never did anything as childish as getting jealous.

He just didn't feel very well.

Fortunately, because the school year was about to start, there was a lot of work to be prepared lately, things were pushed over one by one, and gradually he didn't have much heart to think about these has-beens.

At noon, Xie Qingcheng opened his cell phone and saw the usual message from He Yu:

"Did you eat properly?"

Reading the message over, Xie Qingcheng's remaining bit of unhappiness dissipated, and he leaned back in his office chair, typing a few words very simply: "Uh-huh. How about you."

He Yu then sends him a photo of a star hotel that specializes in nutritious prepared meals for takeout.

"It's not as good as what you make. Wait for you to come back tonight."

He Yu was very good at coaxing people and added this additional message.

"No one does it as well as you."

So that night, Xie Qingcheng did not stay at the school to work overtime, and as soon as the work in hand was done, he returned to Strange Rain Lane.

He was in a good mood until he was walking into the alley after parking his car when he bumped into three or two teenage girls covering their mouths and giggling as they came up to him.

"Yeah, it's really handsome."

"It's even better than on TV."

"I believed his brother in the variety show before that he has a bad temper, where is that, he is obviously a gentleman."

"Just why is he a big boss living here?"

"You don't understand, it's called experiencing life, that's what these rich people do sometimes ......"

Xie Qingcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and after a moment of silence, he walked into the alley, and then he saw that He Yu was actually still busy in the courtyard, helping his neighbors to deal with some problems on the cell phone software.

But the rest of the courtyard is almost all the pretty girls in the neighborhood, some of them look only fifteen or sixteen years old, fucking still a high school student there shyly flickering long eyelashes looking at He Yu, a mouthful of a He senior called without any ambiguity, that sweet voice makes Xie Qingcheng suspect that he is only thirty-something years old to get high blood sugar.

"Brother Xie, you're back." He Yu saw him and greeted him happily as usual.

Xie Qingcheng responded without looking happy or angry, swept his eyes over those flowery and green landscapes, and went into the house.

On this night, Xie Qingcheng cooked four dishes and one soup for He Yu, which were still hearty and tasty, but they were all homemade dishes: scrambled eggs with tomato, hot and sour shredded potatoes, braised shrimp, steamed Mandarin fish, and Shanghai green tofu soup.

At dinner he asked, seemingly casually, "Are you still busy tomorrow?"

"Might even be busy."

Xie Qingcheng paused for a moment and said, "Then pay attention to yourself."

Pay attention to what?

Be careful not to overexert yourself and take care of your eyesight - this is the table line.

As for what the subtext is, that's for the other person to realize.

But He Yu didn't seem to realize it, he smiled good-naturedly, his gaze frank and tame: "Well, yeah."

"......" Xie Qingcheng locked eyes with him for a few seconds, less comfortable, and lit a special cigarette, his smooth-lined fingers holding the body of the cigarette, dusting it off slightly, "Take an early rest. "

That night, there was a night rain.

Xie Qingcheng came to the window after He Yu had fallen asleep and smoked a cigarette while pondering over something.

He used to only know that he was controlling towards his juniors, until today, he realized that he himself was in fact a very controlling person when it came to the feelings of both genders.

He trusts He Yu completely and doesn't give a damn about the warblers.

But he didn't like to see He Yu being entangled with them. He prefers He Yu to live his life according to the direction he has planned, which is honestly very selfish and dangerous, and he knows it's not good, so he warns himself not to interfere with He Yu's social circle, and just let He Yu do whatever he wants to do.

It's just that the feeling of not feeling good inside doesn't lie.

It's strange, Xie Qingcheng thought as he leaned against the rain-slicked window with a cigarette in his hand.

He used to have a lot of respect for Li Ruoqiu, a lift, so to speak, and he never bothered to comment much on her dating, so it wasn't until Li Ruoqiu showed her cards and cheated on her that he finally remembered, as an afterthought, all the things that were wrong with his ex-wife's socializing.

Xie Qingcheng knocked on the ashes of his cigarette and looked at the sleeping youth on the bed, thinking that maybe people change.

The next day, Xie Qingcheng went out as usual, when he went out of the group of beautiful girls and even handsome boys are walking to the Mor Yu Xiang, he stopped for a moment, but finally did not say anything, left.

At noon that day, He Yu may be really busy, Xie Qingcheng opened his cell phone, for the first time did not see his message.

Xie Qingcheng drew out a cigarette and held it between his fingers without lighting it, he stared at the screen for a while and finally sent a message to He Yu:

"Did you have lunch?"

For the first time ever, He Yu didn't reply in seconds.

Xie Qingcheng suddenly became a little anxious, every ten minutes he would look at his cell phone, and then simply turned the phone offline, thinking that after he unplugged it, He Yu should be back. But after half an hour, he turned off the flight mode, and all that popped up was a spam message.

It just so happened that the assistant called him to a meeting at that moment.

Xie Qingcheng directly snapped the cell phone and threw it away, and went to the conference room with a sullen face.

When Xie Qingcheng returned home in the evening, he saw that He Yu was still working on the system optimization for some girls, and the girls were very close to He Yu, beyond the normal social distance, and kept talking to him with undisguised fascination on their faces.

Xie Qingcheng lit a cigarette in the distance, watched them for a while, and finally pressed the cigarette out on the wall, with a light smell of tobacco, very oppressive, and just came to He Yu's side.

"You haven't looked at your cell phone all day."

He Yu ah, slightly widened almond eyes: "Brother Xie? When did you come back ...... I that, I forgot to charge my phone in my room ...... I'm sorry brother, there are just too many neighbors here today."

The few remaining little girls were also busy helping He Senior to speak, talking in a variety of ways.

"Yeah, Professor Shea, he's been busy all day."

"Don't blame him."

"With neighbors coming left and right, of course there's a lot of them ......"

Xie Qingcheng did not look at the girls, but glanced lightly at He Yu, and then suddenly raised his hand to hold He Yu's jaw, forcing He Yu to turn his face away.

In the silence, Xie Qingcheng's glazed eyes locked with it, and his jasmine-scented sheet-like thin lips moved.

"In all the time I've lived here, it's the first time I've noticed so many little girls in the neighborhood."

He was neither happy nor angry, and his handsome, upright face was devoid of any expression.

After a few moments he let go of the hand that was lifting He Yu's chin, stuck it back into the coat pocket of his suit pants, and returned to his room.

That night, for the first time in Xie Qingcheng's household, He Yu was served a bowl of noodles boiled in plain water.

The young man with chopsticks to pick the noodle soup, good guy, not to mention put an egg and ham sausage, not even a drop of sesame oil - in the face of such a dinner, He Yu on the surface of the eating quiet and good behavior do not dare to make a sound, but in fact the heart is secretly happy.

He wasn't a jittery/M, he just knew the time to hunt had finally come.

After dinner, He Yu volunteered to help Xie Qingcheng wash the dishes, washed them badly, broke a spoon, and begged Xie Qingcheng for a fucking sentence.

He lowered his sheep-like long eyelashes and let Xie Qingcheng recite the Three Character Sutra, at the end of which he suddenly carried Xie Qingcheng, who was teaching him a lesson, onto the bed, leaned over and pressed down, smiling and pleasing him:

"Xie, let me give you a massage, it's been a while."

"No need." Xie Qingcheng had a tense face and didn't look at him much.

He Yu smiled so much that he revealed the hidden tiger teeth, "Sir, you really don't want a free massage service."

"Don't."

He Yu went up in a playful and mushy manner, pinning him down and rubbing his shoulders and neck, his nose sniffing hotly, "But I haven't had time to look for you all day, and I've missed you so much."

Xie Qingcheng wanted to say that you think shit, think about it and then forget it.

What's the point of bothering with a brat yourself.

The rabbit cub then hit the snake on the pole, and when he pressed it, the atmosphere began to become ambiguous, and then naturally, something that can be done between adults happened. He Yu was very gentle, with compensatory apologies, infinitely docile, and ten thousand times more pleasing.

Xie Qingcheng although let him toss, but not much response, unhappy is written on the face.

Once it was over, He Yu wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, and the two of them lay together in the warm air-conditioned quilt, He Yu said in a warm voice, "Brother Xie, don't blame me for not replying to the messages today, I just want all the neighbors around me to like you, that's why I'm so nice to them."

Xie Qingcheng ignored him and closed his eyes to calm his breathing.

He Yu continued to wrap his hand around him, tweaking his fingertips, and whispered, "You always used to say that the neighbors were nice to you, so I'm grateful to them ...... Can you understand my heart?"

Between the bedding was the sound of low breathing, after a while, Xie Qingcheng finally slightly opened his eyes and said, "It's not a bad thing for you to be helpful, it's just that people ten blocks away come to you to help them make special settings on their cell phones, and with people coming and going like this all the time, in fact, the tenants in the alley may not feel happy."

"Then I'll specialize in coaxing them."

"......"

He Yu hugged him and said, "Xie Qingcheng, I am planning to live here with you for the rest of my life."

Xie Qingcheng's eyelashes fluttered slightly.

He Yu continued in a warm voice, "That's why I want to be on good terms with everyone so badly, and I only call this place home because of you."

Xie Qingcheng listened, his heart softening as he sighed, finally lifting his hand to touch the back of He Yu's hand, a scar he'd already noticed before -

"What's going on here, it wasn't there when I left the house this morning."

He Yu touched the band-aided spot and laughed, "Oh, it's nothing, I didn't have time to eat lunch at noon, and when I was looking for snacks in the cupboard, I accidentally scratched the cupboard door."

Xie Qingcheng : "............"

He Yu is still spoiled from his childhood, and is unable to change and adapt to living on his own in such an environment.

The moonlight poured into the window pane, and in the bright moonlight, Xie Qingcheng couldn't help but wonder if he was too adamant about letting He Yu live with him.

He wants to take good care of He Yu, but it seems that He Yu has been tolerating and accommodating him.

Thinking about this, Xie Qingcheng actually began to feel some regret, and the heart of the straight male cancer that insisted on staying in Strange Rain Lane was also shaken.

And that wavering finally broke through the critical mass and exploded in the evening of the next day, due to an incident.