He's so shameless

Impure milk is left out in the cold.

Xie Qingcheng's own takeout order is two buns, one with meat and one with vegetables.

He Yu doesn't like to eat meat buns, thinking that too much meat is too greasy, but if he is given vegetable buns, he feels that the leaves are not carefully washed, and his gesture is just like that of an aunt of a grand master in the old society. Brother Xie finally opened the refrigerator and found a bag of wontons in the freezer with a cold face.

Brother Xie asked Auntie He: "The next door neighbor packaged, the last bag, natural and pollution-free, this is it, do you want to eat it?"

Auntie He's eyes glanced over her elder brother's, recognizing that the man of the house had reached the end of his patience.

After all, he came here to take a break, and if he really annoys Xie Qingcheng, it won't do him any good either.

So He Yu smiled, and that pretty, clean-cut handsome face looked a little introspective -- though it was pretending to be.

"That would be a pleasure."

The next scene is the magical reality of the volunteer world.

The only thing that could be seen was the consoled widow, Dr. Xie, grimacing, pursing his thin lips, holding up a wooden-handled spoon in front of the induction cooker to guard the boiling water in the pot.

He Yu, a college volunteer, consciously stood as far away as possible from Xie Qingcheng's straight line. A gentleman is far away from the kitchen, and he was so deservedly, quietly and calmly, surveying the room.

When He Yu was in junior high school, he followed Xie Xue here a few times, when Li Ruoqiu was still here, and there was a wedding photo of Xie Qingcheng and her in the house.

The photos are gone now.

But it seems that not only Li Ruoqiu's photos, there are a few positions of the old photo removal traces obviously earlier, do not look closely can not be seen, He Yu feel that he junior high school when he came to these photos may have been gone, just at that time his attention was on Xie Xue, did not pay too much attention to.

"Do you want vinegar?" Xie Qingcheng asked him.

"Yes." He Yu said, "I'll add it myself."

Inside the house is very quiet, through the wall, you can hear the snail neighbors in the rainy alley in the small movement. People in the world are like cells in the body, functioning in a staggered time, the cells have different metabolic cycles, and people live in their own rhythms. While the eastern family was washing dishes and brushing chopsticks, the sound of the western family's stove lighting a fire had just begun.

He Yu leaned against the window pane and saw a chameleon crawling across the ledge.

He reached out his hand, and the chameleon actually wasn't afraid of him, letting him pet its head.

He Yu The man's aura was such that cold-blooded creatures were never close to him, didn't avoid him, perhaps because they thought of him as one of their own kind.

But Xie Xue's favorite thing is furry, warm-blooded pets, and her greatest fear is bugs, snakes, scorpions and spiders.

If Xie Xue had seen this chameleon, he would have been horrified and screamed to get rid of it.

He Yu stroked the chameleon's head, and the chameleon squinted in enjoyment.

He Yu thought, maybe he and Xie Xue have something so different that she doesn't like him, but likes that Wei Dongheng.

Now that he was standing here, in the place where Xie Xue had spent her childhood and girlhood, the scent of her life that could have soothed his mind had become a luxuriant thorn.

The roots go deep into the soil and the branches pierce the sky.

Once a person's heart grows thorny grass, even heaven and earth will follow and ache.

Feeling uncomfortable, He Yu whispered goodbye to the chameleon and walked away from Xie Xue's windowsill.

When Xie Qingcheng finished serving the wontons, he turned around and realized that He Yu, a college volunteer, had somehow half-lain on the edge of his bed and was covering his face with a pillow.

Xie Qingcheng : "...... What are you doing. No shower, just lay down on my bed."

He Yu didn't say anything, still covering his face with a pillow, also hiding himself like a chameleon.

Xie Qingcheng then said, "You still don't say anything?"

"......"

"If you don't move again I'll assume you've been smothered and call the morgue to carry you."

After a few seconds of silence, probably to save himself from the fate of entering the morgue, He Yu finally lifted his hand and pulled the pillow down a little bit, revealing half of his side face, his almond eyes looking at Xie Qingcheng from behind the pillow, his expression disgusted: "The smell of tobacco on your bed is so heavy."

Xie Qingcheng put the bowl down: "If you think the smell of smoke is heavy, don't stay, get up and eat, go back early after eating, I want to rest."

"Your house didn't smell like tobacco the last time I was here."

"How long ago was that."

Also.

He Yu wanted to.

When Li Ruoqiu was there, Xie Qingcheng didn't smoke.

Xie Qingcheng This person is quite cold, but he is very responsible and manly, if his wife doesn't like it, he will surely find a way to let the other side.

Lying on Xie Qingcheng's bed, looking at Xie Qingcheng's indifferent face, He Yu couldn't help but remember the first time he came to his house, Li Ruoqiu went to help him prepare snacks and tea with a smile on his face, and when he sat down and waited, he unintentionally glimpsed this big bed half covered by curtains. Xie Qingcheng sleeping with a woman.

Xie Qingcheng That serious, cold face, will there be times when lust colors it?

Xie Qingcheng frowned, "What's on your mind?"

He Yu said elegantly, "Thinking about life."

"......"

"Shea, you didn't go on any more blind dates after that either?"

"I have no plans to remarry."

"You are also just over thirty ......" He Yu slowly said, "Aren't you lonely?"

Xie Qingcheng looked at him indifferently, "You have a wide range of inquiries, Dr. Pacific."

He Yu laughed.

I guess Xie Qingcheng is a frigid.

"Are you going to eat the ravioli? No, I'll pour it."

After all, He Yu was also hungry, and finally followed Xie Qingcheng's intention to get up and sit at the small table.

Xie Qingcheng gave him the same chair that Xie Xue used when he was a child, it was small and short, and He Yu's height of 189cm made him sit on it very awkwardly. Xie Qingcheng threw him a bottle of vinegar, gave him a spoon, and finally added a cold, "Do you want a bib?"

He Yu didn't bother with him and smiled slightly, looking very good, but the meanness in his eyes revealed his provocation, "Then why don't you just feed me, doctor?"

"......"

"Here." He said and even handed the silver spoon back to Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Qingcheng chilled: "Get lost and eat it yourself."

But the wontons were really hot, and He Yu wanted them to cool down a bit, so he grabbed his cell phone and crackled away for a while.

Xie Qingcheng's fatherhood can't be controlled: "You eat to eat, what game to play."

He Yu didn't lift his head, and his fingers flew like flies: "This is not a game."

Xie Qingcheng looked down at his screen, and it really wasn't a game, it seemed to be a bunch of code flying around.

"Something."

"Practice, hacking instructions."

"Don't you all use computers?"

"I've set it up myself, what operates on the computer I can do on my cell phone." He Yu faded.

Xie Qingcheng didn't have much interest in this kind of thing, and didn't know much about it, but he probably knew He Yu's level, and it should be a very powerful one. However, He Yu just regarded attacking other people's firewalls as a kind of game that required concentration, and didn't do anything messy.

"Two minutes."

He Yu finally snapped the confirmation button, the data was fixed on the breakout screen of a well-known website, and he raised his hand to look at his watch.

"Not bad for speed this time, probably in a hurry for some ravioli." He smiled and closed the page again, he just wanted to play with the other firewall, he had no interest in the data and information inside, just like a big thief with an odd nature who only liked to open all kinds of high class locks, and didn't bother to burglarize after the locks were opened.

Xie Qingcheng : "......"

He Yu puts down his cell phone, and by this time the wontons are just the right temperature for his mouth, so he lowers his head and starts eating his wontons slowly.

Handmade wontons are hard to come by outside, so He Yu quietly finishes his bowl of water floaters, still feeling unfulfilled, and looks back at Xie Qingcheng.

"What are you looking at me for? It's not like I have a code on my face."

"Another bowl."

"You when open lid prize ah also another bowl, the next door neighbor packaged to send me, you just ate is the last bag, and then want no more."

"So you'll do it?"

"......" Xie Qingcheng drew a cigarette and held it in his mouth, vaguely, "will also not cook for you."

With that, he snapped and polished his lighter, biting the filter with a slight sideways glance and lighting the cigarette.

He Yu frowned deeply: "Xie Qingcheng, when exactly did you get addicted to cigarettes, so heavy. Can't you stop smoking, it's such a small room, you're making it smoky, I can't breathe."

"This is your home, my home?" Xie Qingcheng inhaled a mouthful of cigarettes, nonchalantly exhaled in the direction of He Yu, and then looked at him in the light green smoke and mist, "You ate my boiled wontons, sat in my chair, lying in my bed, covered with my pillows, but also here people five and six people to make demands on me. Can't breathe you go back, your villa is very green, the air must be fresh. The door is over there."

"......" He Yu has nothing to say.

Xie Qingcheng dusted off his cigarette ash, "Going or not?"

"......"

"Remember to wash the dishes if you're not leaving. You're polite at other people's houses, don't do no work at all at mine."

"......"

Just wash it.

The young master was at least someone who had been abroad, and it wasn't as if he couldn't wash the dishes.

Xie Qingcheng leaned against the window pane and smoked a whole cigarette amidst the sound of rushing water.

He was originally quite tired, but by He Yu so tossed, one after another, there is no sleepy feeling, sleepy past and smoked cigarettes, people instead awake. He looked at the way He Yu was washing the dishes in front of the sink, the young man did not have bangs, showing a fresh forehead with beautiful lines, and because his head was lowered to wash the dishes, there was a little bit of broken hair hanging down in front of his forehead. The young man's skin was taut, and even in this slightly dim light, his side face seemed to emit a soft glow.

Youthful and clean, the scummy beast's odor can only be smelled when you get very close.

People are smart again.

Xie Qingcheng thought as she sized him up.

Such a student, if he were not mentally ill, should have won a hundred battles and had all the girls he wanted, and I don't know what kind of girl, but she couldn't even look at him.

"It's time to replace this faucet in your house, and the water coming out is too small."

Mr. He condescended to wash the ravioli bowls, turned off the faucet, put down the sleeves he had buttoned up while washing the dishes, and wiped his wet hands.

Xie Qingcheng : "We come back less now and are too lazy to change."

The young master didn't feel anything in this regard and said, "Then next time I'll have Old Zhao come and get someone to change it for you. And the lights in this house of yours ......"

"How did the lamp get to you." Xie Qingcheng nothing good face.

"The lights are too dim too, making it look like a haunted house. If it gets any darker, you won't be able to see who's standing in the room."

Xie Qingcheng was disliked by him a little angry, how can you put down the bowl after eating like this and start picking holes in it.

He sneered as a result, "This doesn't seem to be your house."

"Besides who's the one who can get people wrong without eyes, it's you He Yu."

"......"

When he said that, He Yu couldn't catch a break.

Kissing Xie Qingcheng as a woman in a hotel in Hangzhou, and kissing her from the table to the bed, was not an acceptable fact for He Yu.

He Yu's voice lowered, "Didn't you say you wouldn't mention this matter ......"

Xie Qingcheng rolled his eyes, "You think I'm willing to mention it. I can't plug your mouth."

It was awkward, and just then there was a knock on the door.

In order to get rid of this embarrassment, Auntie He cleared her throat, surprisingly being squeezed out of some lowly flavor in this moment, "I'll go open the door."

"Hello, SF Express, is this Mr. Xie's house?"

He Yu opened the door.

A little man wiped his sweat outside, "That, Mr. Xie, right? You placed a reservation order today, saying that you have something to mail and you want me to come to your home to pick it up."

He Yu turned back, quite politely, "Mr. Xie, SF is here to pick up the package."

"......" Xie Qingcheng remembered, grabbing a cardboard box from what he had brought back with him and walking over to him, "Yes, I do have something to mail."

"Household goods, mailed to Sioux City, look at the pre-order."

"Holler no problem!"

The courier confirmed that there was no mistake and was about to close the lid for the outer packaging, when He Yu stood next to him with his arms wrapped around him and suddenly felt that there was something not quite right.

"Wait a minute." He stopped the courier's impending sealing of the box, took the carton, and lifted out the clothes it contained for a look.

A moment of dead silence.

He Yu, who just now had a loved one's mouth short and low, slowly turned back with his clothes in hand, his aura gloomy: "Xie Qingcheng."

Xie Qingcheng's face remained unchanged: "Why."

He Yu : "...... You sold the T-shirt I lent you second-hand on salted fish?"

"You said yourself that you don't want it, you have people grabbing this clothes second hand hanging 5000, I keep it only as a rag." Xie Qingcheng calmly admitted, "What's the problem."

"What there is something wrong. I have a mental cleanliness problem don't you know? I won't give anything I've used and ruined to someone I don't know."

Xie Qingcheng indifferently said, "You're a type of mental concurrent illness. Just in time, get over it."

Said the carton snatched it over and shoved it into the hands of the overwhelmed courier boy: "Send it off, the buyer said to send cash on delivery."

"Xie Qingcheng!"

The courier hesitated, looking around, "So ...... does this go in the mail, or not?"

Auntie: "No mail."

Dangler: "Send."

Courier wipes sweat: "...... want, want you two to discuss it again?"

"There's no need to discuss it." Xie Qingcheng's authoritarianism bubbled up again, "I'll send it when I say so."

He even glared at the courier after the speech, "Hurry up, I placed the order."

Xie Qingcheng's eye knife not many people can catch, the courier even voiced Nuono, quickly typed the face of the list quickly ran away.

Leaving behind He Yu, whose face is clouded over because his personal belongings have been sold, and Xie Qingcheng, who is in a slightly better mood because he has earned five thousand dollars.

"Aren't you upset? Let's go, I'll treat you to a late night snack."

He Yu stood for a while, couldn't stand it anymore, and with a stern face, he picked up the shoulder bag that was thrown on the bed, shoulder-bumped Xie Qingcheng, and pushed the door out without looking back.

"Eat your own!" He gritted his teeth, "Don't blink and eat all the five thousand dollars you made selling my clothes. Save it! Call me if you don't eat enough I'll personally deliver and feed you!"

Hate to drop a few words, the youth sat on the schoolbag and left Xie Qingcheng home.

The driver was already waiting outside the alley, He Yu side over the long legs short into the car, Yu sullen face let the driver close the window completely, do not even look at the window outside the world of bustle.

Driver: "Young master, are you unwell? Do you need me to take you to the hospital?"

"No need." He Yu leaned back in his seat with a dark face, "I don't even want to see another one in a white coat today."

The phone vibrated and the one in the white coat sent him a message:

"Come work in my office next Monday."

Mr. He pulls a face and just turns his phone off.