Deep Fall

He Yu usually didn't like this kind of ghetto, but this was the only place where he could find a little bit of flesh and blood on earth.

"Mr. He."

"Mr. He good."

The waiter greeted him respectfully in front of the open door of the box, his eyebrows lowered and his head prodded, not even daring to raise his eyes.

The empty night club is a drunken place, the city of wine and meat. Casino business norms, but the head of the waitresses all the top of the plate is beautiful and smooth will come to things, the first floor dance floor to find pleasure is often handsome men and women. This is a large number of people are willing to be taken out privately, to the level of personal relationships, that is the midnight of the normal male and female love, love, love affair, who does not care.

Therefore, the empty night outside the door is always like a cloud of luxury cars, and once the night is over, many skinny legs on the bosses of the car seat, smilingly snuggled up next to the dust away.

He Yu came here tonight, in fact, very some malicious vengeance in mind, fell into the mud, let him have a kind of self-destructive pleasure.

This mentality is like a student spent all the effort and savings, but always the gold list, once again hard work, when the force to support his upward again and again failed three times, to be again failed, but also self-loathing.

He Yu has figured it out now. He wanted to listen to good lies, so why did he have to suffer like that?

In a place like the Empty Night Club, he'd sit down and someone would come up to him, and all night long he'd hear the same kind of soft words. He doesn't have to lie to himself, all he has to do is spend money, and there are plenty of people who want to lie to him and coax him.

They won't run away halfway like Xie Qingcheng, and when they do, they think his allowance is too small.

"Mr. He, this is our most articulate group of waitresses in charge of your compartment, so if you need anything, just talk to them."

He Yu didn't get up from the sofa and looked indifferently at the two rows of waiters the duty manager had brought from outside with his permission.

These were the head employees of the Casino, poised and smiling as they fishtailed in and stood behind the manager as he introduced them.

The manager, after a round of introductions, went down obediently, and brought the door to He Yu by the way.

"Mr. He, would you like to play any games?"

Despite the guest's face, these well-trained waiters smiled sweetly and tested his attitude.

He Yu was silent for a moment and smiled, "Open some bars. Rather embarrassed to have you all standing around dry like this."

The thick, gilded wine list was handed up, a real fucking pig-killing place, where sub-ten-thousand wines were rare, and hundred-and-twenty-thousand wines were not uncommon.

He Yu leaned back lazily on the couch, ticking off the ones in front of him without blinking, before his eyes fell on a bottle of a specialty drink called 59 Plum Spice.

He has accompanied clients here many times and knows what kind of specialty drink it is. The string of zeros following the drink and the three burning heart symbols tell the person ordering what kind of experience this drink will bring. When He Yu used to sign the checkout, he could see the plum scent ordered by customers on almost every list.

"Smells like high class, but ......" a foxy friend once recommended, half drunk and half sober, with a smile in He Yu's ear, "and very frivolous. Does Mr. He understand what I mean?"

He Yu hooked up 59 Plum Scent and casually handed the drink order to the girl closest to him.

The sisters looked at each other with some joy and excitement in their eyes.

Just into the house when he thought this guest is not so good to deal with it, I did not expect to look and handsome, good temper, people are also generous, coaxed not even coaxed to open the most expensive wine stacked champagne tower.

"Does Mr. He play dice?"

He Yu smiled and said lightly, "I'm just afraid you can't play with me."

The girl pouted, "Then I can't play, Mr. He should have mercy on me."

"That's right ......"

Warm, soft bodies drew near, at his side, at his legs, at his hands, and He Yu watched them calmly and indifferently-yes, in his present position, what kind of ingratiating flattery could he not buy if he did not go begging for a genuine one?

The wine opened, the towers stacked, and in the floating light, the girls laughed and grew bold.

"Mr. He, why did you come alone? Not with friends?"

"Mr. He can you tell us about what happened at HU before? It's so legendary, I'd love to hear you talk about it ......"

In the midst of laughing and talking, He Yu's cell phone rang.

He glanced at it and his face moved slightly - it was Xie Qingcheng calling.

"Who?"

"It's fine." He Yu, after a brief silence, supported his chin with his hand and casually scratched on the screen, rejecting the call and saying to the girl in front of him who was telling a joke, "You continue."

Seeing that He Yu seemed to be interested in his jokes, the girl told them with even more vigor.

A few seconds later, Xie Qingcheng's call came back.

Ringing more than once, repeatedly, some bold girl covered her mouth and laughed, "Mr. He's girlfriend?"

"Joking."

He Yu rejected Xie Qingcheng's call for the second time.

This time the lull was a little longer, but a minute or so later the bell still rang.

He Yu was about to reject the call when his fingertip stopped on the screen and paused.

--This time it's not Xie Qingcheng, but Xie Xue.

He hesitated for a moment, but connected.

"He Yu." Xie Xue called his name from the other end of the phone.

"...... hmmm."

"He Yu ...... me, I want to ask you ...... my brother that day in school, in the end and you went through something ah." Xie Xue's voice with some crying, which more or less let He Yu face decorated in front of people's false smile convergence.

"Why was his previous video suddenly put on the murder video? I dared not look at the other day ...... today carefully searched the Internet, and found that many people are cursing, you know ...... there are people published to our home address, but also splashed paint on our door... ...I am now ...... I am now really especially sad ...... I also do not dare to call my brother, even if I call him, he will not say anything, he will also be sure to blame me for why I do not listen to go search these things. I ......"

The girl couldn't help but wow and cry when she got to the end of the story.

The only sound left on the phone was her sobbing.

The woman at the pinnacle didn't know what was going on, and was still smiling and pouring him a drink.

He Yu lifted his hand, gently and morbidly stroking the woman's long hair, but the luster under his eyes sank as he listened to Xie Xue's sobs. Her devastation and despair soaked straight into his heart through the microphone.

"I don't even know what to do ......"

He Yu had a moment to think of Wei Dongheng, Xie Xue had a crush on Wei Dongheng, but after the accident, she still chose to look for herself. In his heart, he felt more or less a trace of comfort, but then he realized--

Wei Dongheng seems to have taken a leave of absence to go to his father's army because an old man died in his family. His father's side is a military zone, even the signal is not very good. Besides,......, He Yu thought, maybe Wei Dongheng doesn't even know which teacher Xie Xue is, so of course Xie Xue won't be able to find him.

"He Yu ......" Xie Xue sobbed, sounding like a wounded little kitten, "What should I do ...... I wanted to do something for my brother , so I, I turned on the video to explain, but ...... oooooooooooooooo ......"

"But when I try to talk to them properly, hardly anyone wants to listen to me calmly and completely as I go on ...... They always start cursing halfway through or don't listen at all ...... and call me a liar and say I'm not his sister. It's ...... it's ......"

She sucked in her breath, didn't say what it was, and huffed for a while before helplessly saying, "They think I want to use the murder case to hype myself up, and reported my video ...... There are also people who say that my parents are the murderers behind the scene ...... He Yu You know, they have been dead for many years, I want the dead to be important, can not even the dead are implicated ...... but they ...... they are ...... "

"Instead they made me show my mom and dad's cremation certificate ......!"

Xie Xue couldn't say any more and lost her voice.

He Yu's knuckles were slightly white.

He was already too used to being nice to Xie Xue, when he heard her cry like this, he still reflexively wanted to speak out to comfort her, or even solve the problem for her, but the words were already in his throat, and he immediately remembered the messages he saw between Xie Qingcheng and her.

That warmth that belonged to a human being slowly, again, receded the tide from his long-sick and decaying heart.

He's quiet--

A voice sighed and advised him, saying that although Xie Xue was not as so so kind to him as he thought, but after all, she didn't know anything, and she was at least the kindest and gentlest one to him. And that was enough.

But then there was another voice, stabbing him and hurting him, saying that he didn't have to have any more mercy or scruples, and to stop being so stupid.

"Can I ask you something, Xie Xue," concluded He Yu.

"Well ...... you ...... you said ......" Xie Xue huffed.

He Yu sat in the extravagant and gold-flowed box and asked the girl who was currently sitting huddled in the shabby hut, "That day, you saw all the videos that the hackers had dropped on the mobile devices of the entire HU."

"See ......"

"Your brother is a psychiatry-related doctor, and it's one thing he can't be faulted for saying something like that that would be attacked. The internet is supposed to be a world that is more emotional than real, and without the constraints of the physical body, the human spirit is something that is more impulsive. It doesn't surprise me at all that he was called out."

"...... But he just said so ah ...... he all these years ...... has been very serious and responsible to do the work he should do, he never never perfunctorily, all these you also know ......"

He Yu interrupted her gently, he almost never interrupted Xie Xue, "I know."

"But I know a few other things about your brother. Including the fact that he's been telling you to stay away from me."

"......"

Xie Xue looked a bit confused, she seemed to not know why He Yu's attitude suddenly changed like this, and she didn't know how to take He Yu's words.

He Yu, on the other hand, is very peaceful, so peaceful that he is almost evil.

"Xie Xue, I just want to ask you one thing right now."

"......"

"All these years, in your mind, as you listened to your brother admonishing you in this way, did you ever, even for a moment, suspect that I was sick, too?"

"I--"

Xie Xue was unexpectedly asked such a question by him, and her whole body froze.

Is there any?

Ever?

In the countless days and nights in the past, had she ever had a moment of hesitation because of Xie Qingcheng's words?

Did she ever suspect in her heart that He Yu was actually a patient too, and that's why Xie Qingcheng stayed at He's house for so long, and why he was whispering to her like this?

Is she really 100% free of suspicion?

"I ......" Xie Xue is a person who is not very good at lying, she hesitated, hesitated, dumbly clutching the phone, half a day can not say a word, "But... ...But how do you ...... which even if you are ...... that's ...... not right, not right, you're so good, surely it won't be ......"

He Yu's eyelashes flicked, drooping with cloudiness, and he smiled softly.

He said, "Yeah, I'm not."

The woman lit a cigarette and tried to pass it to He Yu, who took it, glanced at it, smiled and returned it to the woman's hand, shaking his head in a gentle manner.

He appeared to be at peace, but there were sickly shadows between his eyes.

"So He Yu, can you--"

"I can't." He Yu said gently, "Xie Xue, I'm sorry. I can't."

He was still smiling when he said it, but the dull ache in his heart was again earth-shattering and heavenly as it coned down in his chest, and he played with the woman's hair, the tips of his fingers cold.

"I have something going on tonight that I can't get away from."

"......"

"Get someone else to keep you company." He Yu's lips parted a bit, "We both probably didn't have that much of a deep friendship before, did we?"

The girl on the other end of the line froze.

It seemed that I had never seen such a face as He Yu's, never heard such a soft and elegant voice without any emotion.

Or maybe the feelings in there are just too deep and heavy.

He Yu himself is familiar with the past - that young man, rolled to a bloody pulp, face completely different.

He Yu doesn't wait for Xie Xue to say anything else, hangs up the phone and smiles-

He really didn't think wrong at all. With Xie Qingcheng around, it turns out that all his efforts in the past were simply futile. With Xie Qingcheng around, it was impossible for him and Xie Xue to be together in the first place.

No, to Xie Qingcheng's eyes, not only Xie Xue, but perhaps he, He Yu, shouldn't have an intimate relationship with anyone at all.

"Mr. He, what do you want to play next?" Seeing him end the call, the girl who was clinging to his side, closest to him and the most dainty, glared at him.

Her fingertips brushed and rubbed unruly against his leg.

He Yu put the cell phone down, looked at her out of the corner of his eye from top to bottom, and said faintly, "Take your hands, away."

"I don't like people touching me without permission. You sit down by the rules and don't be a smart ass here. Otherwise I'm going to have to ask you out."

His gloominess startled the girl, and the room went silent.

Everyone else had sat up straight, not knowing what to do.

He Yu ignored them and drank to himself, even opening the bottle of 59 Degrees Plum.

"Mr. He, this wine ......" the usher tried to warn him.

He Yu said, "I know what it is."

He was sober enough to just open that wine and not drink it. As to whether or not to drink it, and when to drink it, all of that depended on his mood at the end of the day.

The air pressure was low, so the girls didn't dare to say anything, so they were frozen for half a day, until their legs and feet wearing seven or eight inches of high heels were sore from standing, and a clamor steeply resounded from outside.

"Sir, you can't go in here ......"

"Mr. - first -"

Suddenly--

The door to the compartment was unceremoniously pushed open.

He Yu looked askance, and in his icy vision stood, surprisingly, Xie Qingcheng, who was wearing a white shirt and slim suit pants.

He never answered Xie Qingcheng's calls, so Xie Qingcheng barged in on his own.

The duty manager guarding the doorway was alarmed, "You, you sightless thing! How did you let anyone come here?"

Xie Qingcheng followed by that patrol field is also like wax, before answering, I heard He Yu, who was leaning on the sofa, lazily say, "...... Forget it."

There was some harsh, cold mockery in his voice.

"He's very good with his hands, it's normal that you guys can't stop him."

"Since we're all here. Let him come in and sit down."

He Yu's words were directed at the two managers, but his eyes were fixed on Xie Qingcheng without blinking.

Xie Qingcheng because came in a hurry, breathing a little short, is slightly open lips gasping for breath, always combed meticulously forehead hair fell a few strands in front of the eyes, a pair of sharp eyes with fire, like falling in the pool of water in the vermilion red ko.

He Yu stared at those eyes for a moment and said quite calmly, "Dr. Xie, please come in."

"ah ...... this ......" followed Xie Qingcheng behind to dissuade all the way the patrol pipe deng time tongue bridge can not.

Still the manager's eyes are clear and quick, Xie Qingcheng how can he not recognize, these two days on the Internet are spreading crazy people, and before and He Yu together through the Shanghai big scare, he felt that these two ancestors must have some life-threatening faults, the next person is best to have as much as possible to avoid as much as possible, do not get caught up in the center of the hurricane.

He gave a wink to the inspector, and the two of them quickly withdrew from the scene, closing the door that had been pushed open by Xie Qingcheng.

The two people in the room looked at each other, neither one speaking.

But the moment their eyes touched, they both knew that the man before them, like himself-

Only a few days after the last meeting, however, their mentality at this moment, but has been turned upside down, high and low to the right tone, actually are very different.