Emotional

It was a pressure post, directly tweeting HUMC, asking Xie Qingcheng to leave.

He Yu took a closer look.

As the Canton Tower incident festered, it wasn't just Xie Qingcheng and those around him who were targeted anymore.

The pressure brought on by the rabble can sometimes cause an avalanche, and even HUMC has been affected.

People have been writing letters, posting on the Internet, and complaining to the authorities, questioning whether Shanghai Medical College should hire such a professor. Not to mention the fact that Xie Qingcheng is not related to those black forces, just because of his sarcastic remarks about Qin Ciyan, he should not be teaching at Qin Ciyan's alma mater.

This is the one with the highest number of likes and comments, and there are many others.

He Yu looked on indifferently, he felt that Xie Qingcheng was in a cocoon, deserved it.

Who let Xie Qingcheng say such cruel things?

But as he turned off his cell phone and lay silently in bed staring up at the ceiling, he felt that he wasn't really that happy that they were scolding him.

That was his and Xie Qingcheng's personal matter, and he felt that the only person in the world who could make Xie Qingcheng pay for his psychotic remarks was himself.

What does this have to do with anyone else?

It's really nosy.

But things are not as simple as He Yu thinks.

A few days later, the number of such posts increased to a point where HUMC could not avoid them.

The school's leadership thought twice, but still approached Xie Qingcheng to talk, wanting to ask if there was any hidden agenda.

Xie Qingcheng's answer was the same as the one he had given to Xie Xue's group in the old mansion, and this time there wasn't even any pause as he said, No.

"I was in an impulsive mood. I didn't think things through, and I spoke harshly. There's no hidden agenda."

The leader sighed, very sorry: "Alas, Professor Xie ah ......"

Let Xie Qingcheng go.

Such a thing, in fact, in the final analysis is just a speech is not good, Xie Qingcheng mouth said very mean, but the root of the matter, he did not really do anything evil and unforgivable things, people can not even take him to take the drug kickbacks can not pick out, can only say "I heard that he deliberately recommend expensive drugs to patients", or "I heard that he had to receive a five-figure red packet from the patient for a surgery".

But in fact, if you use your brain and eyes, you will see that Xie Qingcheng is not a surgeon, he does not operate at all. Unfortunately, in order to see the "psychiatrist" on Xie Qingcheng's profile, one would probably need to buy a microscope, which keyboard warriors are always open and honest, so they can't afford to spend a lot of money on.

So it's certainly an understandable thing that they can't see those four big unimportant words.

In addition, because the video involves Qin Ciyan, Mr. Qin's unparalleled national scholar, who said and did things that were considerate of patients, Xie Qingcheng worked at the same hospital as him, and then went to work at the Shanghai Medical University, where Qin Ciyan taught when he was a young man, so compared to the two, Xie Qingcheng behaved like a dog, and deserved to be scorned.

So the storm of public opinion was delayed, and finally the university, knowing it was stupid, had to make some statements.

In the late fall and winter, Xie Qingcheng received a treatment plan from HUMC--

Suspension for review.

The principal is also very slippery, did not say exactly how long the suspension, probably want to wait for public opinion after the Xie Qingcheng immediately pulled back to work.

Suspension or not.

Xie Qingcheng thought, his mental condition is really too bad now, this extra time, just for him to adjust his own mind, this is not dismissal, there has been nothing to complain about.

The news of Xie Qingcheng's suspension was like wings, quickly spreading amongst those who were concerned about the matter. After all, HUMC made this decision originally to calm the storm, so the school's official blog posted an announcement at the first time.

This announcement was seen by Xie Xue.

Chen Man saw it.

Two people are in a hurry to Xie Qingcheng called, and were Xie Qingcheng to three words to send off. He was holding a paper box filled with office supplies, to call while holding too heavy, really lazy and these two nonsense.

Xie Qingcheng walked to the broken car parked in front of the school, threw the box to the trunk, pressed the key is ready to get on the car to go back to the old mansion of Stranger Rain Lane to have a good night's sleep, and sober up and then think about how to arrange the suspension of this period of time.

But the car door opened and before he stepped on it, Xie Qingcheng saw a young man standing under an old camphor tree next to the parking lot.

-- He Yu.

It had been a long time since the incident at the clubhouse, and Xie Qingcheng had been so tormented by him that for the past ten days he had been doing his best to escape from He Yu's shadow with the help of drugs and nicotine.

The only good thing was that He Yu didn't seem to have any intention of appearing in front of him again, and Xie Qingcheng felt that the matter was going to pass slowly.

He would never, ever, have to see this man again.

But He Yu is real again at this moment.

As full of danger as it had been over ten days ago, it was a stance that could not have been more different from the aura of the past.

Xie Qingcheng was almost instantly ripped open all the psychological sores that had been so hard to scab over, and all those crazy, twisted, blazing, humiliating memories came flooding back all at once between the two of them as they locked gazes.

"......"

Xie Qingcheng wants to pretend he didn't see it.

But the young boy, who seemed to have come purposely to fall on his sword, with his back against the handrail and his hands in his pants' pockets, was looking at him in a puzzled way.

He Yu said, "You're suspended."

Xie Qingcheng ignored him.

The parking lot was empty, so He Yu didn't have to fake his usual calm demeanor.

He took a few steps forward.

Xie Qingcheng really did not take He Yu's life because of his gunshot wound and He Jiwei's face. He sank his face, "Get out of the way, you're blocking my way out of the warehouse."

He Yu simply ignored him, his pair of almond eyes staring tightly at Xie Qingcheng, and after a long time, he softly said, "Xie Qingcheng, have you gotten so old that you can't hear me talking to you?"

"If you don't get out of the way I'll get in the fucking car and run you over."

He Yu eyes ghostly, relentlessly stroking his face, suddenly smiled, "You bump it."

"Want me to buckle you in?"

"......"

See He Yu indeed do not intend to vacate the ground, Xie Qingcheng also do not intend to go, bang on the car door, stride to him in front of the ten days and nights tormented him bite his anger and sense of shame at this moment all surged to the heart, in the eyes burned into a blaze: "He Yu I'll fucking tell you, you have a mental problem to find your attending doctor to see, too sick to go to 600 Wanping Road to apply for a ward, don't wear a skin here to waltz around, you beast. If you're too sick, go to 600 Wanping Road and apply for a ward, don't go around here in a human skin, you animal."

The curve of He Yu's lips stiffened slightly as he turned his body sideways and leaned in to Xie Qingcheng's ear, "Xie Qingcheng, I'm telling you. I don't have an attending doctor right now."

"There used to be one, I trusted him and then I was bullied and scared."

"......"

"Also, you'd better be gentle when you talk to me, after all, not many people know the secret that I'm an animal right now."

He was facing sideways, tilting his head, his voice lowered, a tiny bit of tiny tiger teeth vaguely showing as he spoke.

"Right now, you have a bad reputation and I have a good one. If you accuse me, people will only think that you are at fault. If you're like this, don't make yourself more uncomfortable, okay?"

This posture onlookers look over, will only feel that the two of them close relationship, students and Professor Xie said what between men whispering, and can not see under the surface of the dark current raging.

He Yu raised his hand and patted Xie Qingcheng's face after he finished speaking.

This one is a real killer.

After a night at the club, Xie Qingcheng was immensely repulsed by physical contact with He Yu, as if he had been struck by 100,000 volts of electric current, but also as if he had a stress reaction, his face turned white as snow, and he violently shook He Yu's hand away: "What do you want."

--

What does he want?

Actually, He Yu himself doesn't know.

He just felt hot, hot in his heart and hot in his body.

Not to mention what he thinks of Xie Qingcheng's personal character. And let's not talk about all the stuff on the internet.

These are not the things that confuse or overwhelm He Yu the most.

In fact, what drove him to come to Xie Qingcheng today as if nothing had happened, was another fact--

He'd realized in the past few days that ever since the night he'd opened Pan Duola's magic box, and impulsively and distractedly looked at Xie Qingcheng's picture on his cell phone and did something, he'd seemed to be addicted to it.

Even though he knew he shouldn't, even though he was disgusted himself, he couldn't help but look at those pictures of Xie Qingcheng every morning and evening, or even when he woke up in the night, and then think about that night's events while he was madly giving vent to the heat in his heart that was almost driving him crazy.

It's been a couple days.

In the end, He Yu blames his outrageous behavior on normal human reactions.

He was a very clean and noble person, not liking to touch those dirty relationships between men and women, although there were men and women in school who liked him, and the love letters he received every year could be sold as scrap, but he never had much interest in doing such things.

But at the age when hormones are most active, once you do it, it's normal to indulge.

Because it was indeed so enjoyable.

He thought that this was just the desire of the male itself, he just naturally associated this kind of extinguishing pleasure with Xie Qingcheng because his first nature was released on Xie Qingcheng by mistake.

He's certainly still as disgustingly gay as ever.

However, in the face of Xie Qingcheng's sharp questioning, He Yu had a hard time explaining why he had come here to throw stones after learning of the man's suspension.

Is there such a need to waste time on a passerby who has all but dragged himself black?

He Yu originally just couldn't help but come to see him, but now he gradually felt embarrassed under Xie Qingcheng's cold and sharp peach blossom eyes.

This embarrassment made him gloomy, made him mean, made him search for a reason to be able to fight back against Xie Qingcheng.

In the end he finally managed to pick up a decent one.

The boy faded, "...... Well, let me think about it. Maybe it's because I heard you're out of a job right now, so I thought I'd come and rehire you?"

"He Yu, do you have a fucking eye problem or a brain problem." Xie Qingcheng was even more morose than him, "I'm not unemployed."

The boy looked at him calmly, not looking at all like he had any other thoughts about the man, "There's no telling how long you're going to be suspended, so are you going to be living on a guaranteed salary."

"I don't even have anything to do with you when I'm living on disability benefits."

He Yu smiled, "Professor Xie, it's true that you and I don't have any personal relationship at all, but after I thought about it, even though you're quite annoying, your medical skills aren't bad, so there's nothing wrong with hiring you purely, it's kind of a waste of money."

"I was the one who resigned of my own accord in the first place, so what part of you is in the wrong place to think I'm going to go back to seeing you?"

"Ah, you seem to have misunderstood." He Yu was still gentle and elegant, but the words he spat out were extremely punching, "It's not your turn to treat me."

"The sanatorium that previously housed Zhuang Zhiqiang can get you a position if you're interested." He Yu's demeanor was so blank that anyone looking at his serious face would never believe that he had done something as absurd as looking at a few pictures of Xie Qingcheng on his dormitory bed.

There was a pause.

"It's also a bit of compensation for offending you on impulse at the clubhouse earlier."

It's shameless.

Xie Qingcheng, his nose wrinkled and his face like a panther, suddenly caught fire, "What do you think you are, what compensation-"

"That night ......"

"Did anything happen that night? Nothing."

"......"

He Yu originally wanted to put that night behind him, after all, he didn't intend to continue this kind of perverted relationship with Xie Qingcheng, and he didn't intend to admit that the first time he screwed a man. But Xie Qingcheng said it before he did, and he was not happy about it.

He Yu slowly narrowed his eyes, finally scampering a bit.

His hand leapt over and braced Xie Qingcheng against the car window and himself, "Xie Qingcheng, are you Alzheimer?"

"You fucking Parkinson!"

He Yu was scolded by him, and his eyes became darker and darker: "Prof. Xie, the cost of living in Huzhou is so high, if I remember correctly, your previous salary was just enough to cover your expenses for a month, right? You still have to buy books and documents, subsidize your research, and save up for Xie Xue's dowry. In case Xie Xue falls in love with a rich second generation in the future, to satisfy their family, the amount of dowry I calculate ......"

He did some quiet math for a while, raised his black eyes, and looked at Xie Qingcheng calmly and almost compassionately: "It seems that you will have to work all year round from the Qin Dynasty until at least the year 2200."

"......"

"It's actually not a big deal to come to me to transition through the hard times." His voice was softer, and he whispered in his ear in a voice only Xie Qingcheng could hear, "I've thought about it the last few days. You're at least the one I've slept with, though not the first, nor the one that felt the best. But I slept with you so many times that night, you can barely be considered my person. It's only right that I take some responsibility for you."

Xie Qingcheng almost went crazy, He Yu's attitude of treating him like a woman made him so angry that he almost lost his mind.

For a moment he wanted to kill He Yu.

What He Jiwei, what gunshot wounds, what past ...... he does not want to care, he really wants He Yu s life.

His emotions had undoubtedly reached He Yu's eyes correctly and thoroughly, and He Yu had a vague intuition--

He felt that Xie Qingcheng simply wanted to bite himself to death.

But in that anger that you can't chew blood and swallow flesh, there seems to be a strand of something else mixed in.

It was just a flash, and he didn't even see it.

Xie Qingcheng In the end, it seems to be relying on that wisp of emotion to suppress his hatred raw.

His voice was hoarse as hell, "He Yu, don't laugh me to death, what kind of behavior did you have that day I was drunk but I remember it all, you slept with a lot of people? Don't put gold on your own fucking face. You think I've only slept with you and I don't understand I can't tell, right? Is it you that's inexperienced or me that's inexperienced, you fooled me?"

He Yu blushed Tie Qing.

He said morosely, "I just slept with someone, with a lot of people."

"So you're really a fucking murderer, didn't the ones you slept with before tell you that you're so unskilled you could kill someone?"

It's a dead giveaway for nineteen and twenty year old virgins.

He Yu knew that his skills were definitely bad, but the worse he got, the more he had to fake it, the less he wanted people to talk about it, and he was instantly offended.

The boy violently pulled Xie Qingcheng over and pressed him against the car, his eyes reddening, "I have poor skills? I was the one who got you out four times that night, how dare you say I have poor technique?"

"You should have some fucking face." Xie Qingcheng endured the discomfort in his body and raised his hand to pat He Yu's cheek, "You yourself know what happened that night, there's no need for me to remind you, a different dog in heat would be no worse than you."

He Yu looked like he wanted to tear his bones apart, and said in a single word: "It seems that it is my fault for not getting a dog to keep you company, or is it my fault that I have not served you well?"

Xie Qingcheng pushed him hard, unwilling to tangle with him anymore, "Get lost you."

"......"

"Roll."

He Yu laughed in anger and called out to him, "Xie Qingcheng."

"......"

"Don't be so intentional, consider what I'm saying, no one in all of Huzhou would dare to take you in right now except for me."

Xie Qingcheng Suddenly turned back, his expression was cold and abnormal: "You listen to me clearly, I don't need you to sympathize with me even if I starve to death."

"So what are you going to do? Curl up in your snail's nest every day and eat instant noodles?"

He was looking down on the downtrodden man with immense sarcasm and resentment when he suddenly heard an out-of-nowhere irritated voice behind him, followed by a heavy object hitting the back of He Yu's head!

"Why don't you go to hell He Yu! Nuts!"

He Yu was smashed with extreme pain, and it turned out to be another heavy sloping heeled woman's shoe. His eyes were hazy, and when he turned around, he saw Xie Xue running over angrily.

He and Xie Qingcheng were both shocked.

For a moment Xie Qingcheng's face turned extremely pale, He Yu was not much better, no matter how much the two of them privately disgusted each other, they had no intention of shaking the scandalous matter between the two of them in front of people. Especially didn't want to be known by the people around them.

But Xie Xue ran closer, and the two of them saw her angry but not much surprised expression, and knew that she probably hadn't been here long, or that He Yu had subconsciously lowered his voice when he said those dirty, nasty things, so she hadn't heard them.

What she heard alone was enough to make her angry.

What snail's nest? I'm the only one in Huzhou who dares to take you?

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes today, she wouldn't have believed that He Yu could say such words to someone else, she wouldn't have believed that He Yu would have such an animalistic side, and she wouldn't have believed that there would still be such a pattern in the way her brother and He Yu got along with each other.

She was originally hurt by Xie Qingcheng's recent encounter, and her mentality of protecting her brother's treasure was completely hoisted up, at this moment, seeing that He Yu had changed his attitude towards Xie Qingcheng and fell on his sword in this way, she couldn't stand it any longer, and she ripped away from He Yu, stopping Xie Qingcheng with her hands open in front of him, and it seemed as if a mountain of flames would be burned out of her eyes: "Don't you dare contradict my brother!"

"......"

He Yu was speechless for a moment as he watched her swallow her breath.

How much does she really think she weighs?

Once upon a time, he let her, protected her, secretly bullied her yet helped her all the time, so she was able to flaunt herself in front of him, not knowing the heights of heaven.

But what if he didn't care about her anymore?

It's no harder to clean her up than it is to crush an ant.

She dared to stop in front of him, hit him with something, and call his bluff?

He Yu simply felt a bit ridiculous.

However, Xie Xue is still Xie Xue, even if many things are his own comforting fantasies, she is also the peer who has always been the best to him, his heart from severe pain to numbness, to this day seems to have no more expectations, but in the end, he will not really do anything to Xie Xue.

He Yu just looked at her almost indifferently, the corners of his lips tugged, bringing some sarcasm into his indifference.

"Don't you know what's good for you? I'm doing him a favor."

"What are you helping you! You're just being cynical! I heard it all!" Xie Xue, like a lioness who had blown up, shouted angrily with a ferocity that He Yu had never seen before, "Why are you suddenly treating him like this? Did you also believe in the gossip outside? I'm telling you, He Yu! You don't have to disgust my brother! If he's suspended, he's suspended. I'm still at home! Even if he doesn't work, I can support him!"

"......" Xie Qingcheng looked at her back with an indescribable feeling.

He was so used to being a big old man that he would rarely say anything soft to his sister, nor was he so used to savoring the warmth between loved ones. Still, something soft and tender stirred within his solid chest at this time.

He Yu raised his hand and touched the back of his head, which was still aching, fortunately it was not smashed and bleeding.

He gave Xie Xue a somber look, "What's your little internship paycheck? Enough to buy you a kebab?"

Xie Xue riveted, "To you to care! You're afraid of some serious illness! I won't eat kebabs! I can't die without eating kebabs for the rest of my life! Go away!"

Seeing He Yu staring at Xie Xue, his eyes became more and more unfavorable.

Xie Qingcheng pulled Xie Xue over, and Xie Xue was still cursing emotionally: "It's great to have two stinking dollars! You've got a lot of money, don't you? What's wrong with that? You just know how to humiliate people! Do you believe I'll make you fail this semester! I'll give you a zero for the comprehensive daily! Who do you think you are, He Yu? I didn't realize you're so sick and scummy! You're a psychopath! Scum!"

Nervousness is almost like a dragon's scales in He Yu's case, not to mention Xie Xue's mouth, which makes it even more heartbreaking.

He Yu's expression was even colder than earlier, "Try cursing me again."

"Even if she curses you a hundred times, what can you do to her."

It was Xie Qingcheng who spoke.

Xie Qingcheng pulled Xie Xue behind himself, forced to look at He Yu, his voice was not loud, but his tone was extremely cold and hard: "I am here, what can you do to her, He Yu. what the fuck do you want to do to me to try. If I don't kill you today, I'll take your name."

"......"

"Don't you forget that I have no father, no mother, no wife and no children now, and honor is not important to me. Aside from Xie Xue, I have nothing to care about. If you dare to touch her, I will play with you."

He Yu: "......"

Xie Qingcheng soothed the girl twice, but his eyes were still fixed on the youth across the street.

"Get in the car, Xie Xue."

Xie Xue was still furious, unforgiving, "He Yu your mom's--"

"Don't swear and get in the car."

"......"

Xie Xue was forced into the car.

Xie Qingcheng slammed the passenger door shut on her with a thud, lifting his eyes to look at He Yu once again, his sharp gaze turning from his eyes to the ends of his eyes, glancing past them, his peach blossom eyes floating upwards and falling into a more distinctive triple white eye.

He just blanks He Yu, and then goes around to head for the driver's seat.

As he walked up to He Yu, He Yu clutched his wrist, "Xie Qingcheng, you ......"

"I'm going to say this to you for the last time." Xie Qingcheng said word for word, "You get out of my sight right now."

After he finished, he violently shook off He Yu's hand and walked with the wind into the car, slapping the steering wheel so hard that the horn let out a long, ear-piercing beep.

He Yu was grimacing outside the car window, his eyes downcast as he looked inside. His lips moved and he seemed to say something outside.

Xie Xue wanted to lower the window to scold him, but was stopped by Xie Qingcheng: "Don't pay attention."

Xie Qingcheng's eyes were terrifyingly cold, he stopped looking at He Yu and said to Xie Xue, "Go home."