Xie Qingcheng, get back to me!

Under the hypnosis and treatment of his new personal physician, He Yu's wave of illness has finally passed and his wounds are gradually healing.

In the hypnotic dream, Xie Qingcheng's figure is getting fainter and fainter.

And He Yu returns to the long, dark corridor in his dreams less and less often.

He took a lot of medication and had many treatments.

After ten days, He Yu finally returned to normal.

On that day, He Yu and his family sent Anthony, his personal doctor, away. Lv Zhishu thanked the doctor profusely and He Yu shook his hand.

"Thanks."

Young Anthony smiled, "You remember to adjust your mind, and most importantly, you have to slowly and completely rid yourself of that demon you harbor deep inside."

That demon is now Xie Qingcheng.

He Yu smiled faintly and nodded.

He said, "Thank you, Doctor, I will.

Anthony gets into the car that's supposed to pick him up, the engine starts, and the car leaves.

The private doctor sat in the comfortable backseat, opened his cell phone, tapped out the photo album and looked at it expressionlessly, the light shining down from the shade of the trees outside, through the car window, cutting into the screen of his cell phone. There it was--

It was a picture of Xie Qingcheng!

Anthony clicked his cell phone out, his own face reflected on the re-darkened screen.

A pair of peach blossom eyes, as if they can be overlapped with the eyes of Xie Qingcheng in the photo just now ......

His cell phone suddenly vibrated and he tapped on the message.

Duan: "Well?"

Anthony thought about it and replied, "He should have a good impression of me. I'll see you again later."

Duan: "Good."

Anthony exited the chat box, and sent another message to He Yu: "Mr. He , take your time to adjust yourself, and call me anytime if you need me in any way. I'll be your personal doctor from now on, I'll do my best to accompany you and take care of you."

He Yu received this message while walking across the lawn of the villa.

He stood on the green ground where he and Xie Qingcheng first met, looked at the message from Anthony, lowered his head, and did not speak for half a day.

Lv Zhishu: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." He Yu said, lifting his head, his gaze falling on the back porch not far away.

It was here that he first met Xie Qingcheng many years ago, and Xie Qingcheng said to him--

First meeting. In the future, your illness may be treated by me.

He Yu looked at the place where Xie Qingcheng's silhouette had long since disappeared and remained quiet for a moment, "Nothing, I just, suddenly remembered someone."

Lv Zhishu wanted to ask again, but He Yu would say no more.

Lv Zhishu had to be snappy and tentative: "Is Dr. Anthony okay?"

"Good." He Yu felt a cruel sense of revenge for some reason, even though it didn't seem to get back at anyone, "He's one of the best. Much better than Dr. Xie. Why didn't you guys find such a good doctor earlier?"

Lv Zhishu, as if relieved, smiled, "You like it, that's great."

He Yu lowered his eyelashes and looked back to his cell phone but didn't return the good Dr. Anthony's message.

He exited the page and clicked on the photo album, which was almost entirely filled with photos of "Dr. Bad" Xie Qingcheng.

Much of it borders on demented insanity.

"......"

He Yu felt his pride being stung by himself. He turned his eyes away and closed them.

The long winter is upon us.

Endless Summer, finally open to the end.

A few days later, Lv Zhishu went to the study one afternoon with a plate of snacks and hot tea to find He Yu, who was reading Jin Shoufu's translation of the ancient Egyptian Book of the Dead, and she knocked on the door and went in after receiving permission.

"He Yu, you don't have any other plans for the rest of winter vacation, do you?"

"No. Why?"

"Oh, it's like this. Mom gave you a contact with a theater internship, you are not studying choreography? It just so happens that mom has a business partner, is a producer, their company recently had a project to open, the script and the project description I have brought you, I myself also looked at it, than your last that the lineup of the web series most of the time, mom feels that you can learn something in it, just thought of letting you with the group to get a good feel for the ...... "

Lv Zhishu was talking to He Yu about it almost ingratiatingly.

At the end since she couldn't see any emotion on He Yu's face, she got a little nervous again, "Of course, if you don't want to, or if you have other arrangements, then forget about mom ......"

He Yu stared at Lv Zhishu's obviously tense expression.

It is indeed ...... difficult to adapt.

It was already hard for him to feel what was called parental warmth, and despite knowing about Lv Zhishu's past, it was one thing to know and another to understand.

Now he was actually very uncomfortable in the face of Lv Zhishu's sudden springtime concern.

But the old photographs of Yellowstone sprang up before his eyes like geysers in a photograph, and he felt uncomfortable on the one hand, and on the other did his best to accept the belated tenderness.

He said, "Thanks Mom, I'll think about it."

Lv Zhishu smiled sarcastically and seemed to want to chat with him cordially a few more times, but there was a gap of more than ten years between the two of them, and it wasn't so easy in the end to produce flowers and grasses in the salty ground that had been deserted for so long.

She couldn't think of anything better to say, so she just patted He Yu's shoulder, her face rising with a layer of fat.

"Then you have a good time reading, mom won't bother you."

Movie-related content that Lv Zhishu did send to his e-mail.

He clicked on it and looked at it, it was a melodramatic movie with a very great content, about public prosecutors and law functionaries who run with fervor in order to seek justice for the grassroots people, the protagonists were the police, prosecutors, and lawyers.

Everyone's aesthetics are different, but He Yu prefers the kind of twisted literary films that deal with marginalized groups, that pierce the bottom line of morality, and that question the complexity of the soul, and has no interest in purely righteous films.

But Lv Zhishu's point is also known to him, that being involved in melodramatic projects is good for the practitioner - if he really wants to go down that road in the country later on, instead of going to France England Italy to be a literary film director.

He looked at the time to follow the group - he only need to partially follow the group, Lv Zhishu said very clearly in the mail, she has already greeted the producer, arranged for him to work beside the director in the nature of an assistant, to put it bluntly, it's just to touch the fish gilded with learning, with him no more, without him no less, and so on the beginning of the school year he can go back.

He sat in front of his computer and thought for a long time.

From what He Jiwei said to him, to Lv Zhishu's just now flattering and even a little pitiful face.

Then he thought about the message from Anthony, the "new doctor."

And then his "old doctor" Xie Qingcheng--

After so many days, Xie Qingcheng never contacted him.

In fact, the connection between them had always relied on He Yu's unilateral invitation. If He Yu did not take the initiative to look for him, I am afraid that Xie Qingcheng would not have sent even a single message to He Yu from the Qin Dynasty until the year 20,000.

After He Yu got better again, he began to reflect and wondered if he had gone a little too crazy.

He obviously does not like men, to the same sex of the body is even aversion, just because the first time to eat the forbidden fruit, is in Xie Qingcheng body, it is really hairy young man to open meat addiction, day after day to haunt him.

He didn't care if he was ignored by Xie Qingcheng once, but if he was ignored more than once, even he felt a sense of uncertainty in his own heart -

What is one doing?

Does it have to be him?

He opened his cell phone and looked at their chat logs, the last one was still from before he accidentally fell off the building, he sent it to Xie Qingcheng, he said, "Dr. Xie, I'm sick."

"Xie Qingcheng, I'm sick I'm sick."

But Xie Qingcheng thought he was lying. Xie Qingcheng ignored him.

He Yu suddenly woke up a bit more at this moment.

Once again, he was strongly tempted to quit the opium of Xie Qingcheng.

Thinking about the last time he diverted his mind, is to go to the Hangzhou city theater group to take over the drama, and this kind of day to burn millions of funds for the big projects must be even more busy, perhaps he can also be flawless to think about that man - his "heart demon".

So the next day, He Yu talked to Lv Zhishu at the dinner table about it and offered to take the job she had arranged.

Lv Zhishu's delight was overflowing, but in the face of her eagerness, He Yu had the strange feeling that she was about to stick out a tongue like a toad's and lick her entire cheek with a salivating stream.

He quickly felt again that he shouldn't think that way.

Lv Zhishu After all, it is for his sake that he has become the way he is now.

"Baby." She wrapped her arms around him, tiptoed up on her stubby little bucket-like legs and patted his back, "You never let mommy down."

After embracing him, Lv Zhishu immediately contacted her business friends and arranged for He Yu to enter the group to study.

January.

The movie "The Trial" is ready to open.

The driver drove He Yu and Lv Zhishu together to the movie city.

This was really an unprecedented first time, the day-to-day General Manager Lu would actually personally accompany her eldest son to this kind of project site - although she wouldn't stay too long, after all, it was inconvenient, and she would go back that night.

"Mr. Huang, oops, Mr. Huang, you're looking really good, congratulations, 'The Trial' has a great start." Lv Zhishu's car drove straight to the entrance of the drama group's hotel, where the chief producer Huang Zhilong was already waiting in the lobby.

Huang Zhilong is a tall, middle-aged man, very strong and sturdy, about sixty years old, with two children. He has two sideburns, but his vitality is very full, the formal wear is still a diamond bachelor, and his eyes also have a stream of many young people may not have a bright light. He looks quite decent, wearing a string of Buddha beads on his hand.

He Yu knows a little bit about this man, a very well-known producer in the industry, and the owner of Cross Border Entertainment, with countless trainees selected and eliminated every year under his command, surrounded by jewels and beautiful women, but rumored to be in love with his wife, who died tragically years ago, and rarely in the news.

Huang Zhilong was quite courteous to Lv Zhishu, shook her hand with a smile, and after a warm greeting, Lv Zhishu introduced He Yu to Huang Zhilong.

"The canine son will have to ask Mr. Huang for more guidance."

"Where, where, Mr. Lu is joking, Mr. Lu you trust me so much, and my son is a young man with a handsome and talented appearance, it's an honor for this old man of mine to work on a project with such a young man."

It's very different from the crew of that shabby little web series in Hangzhou.

The movie "The Trial" crushes the little Netflix show 10,000 times over in every aspect of its row, and of course, hearts and minds are greased more than 100,000 times over in the conversations of everyone on the set.

He Yu does not matter, used to it, but since he knew Lv Zhishu's appearance as a teenager, and now look at her so delicate and long-sleeved, smile and rainy day mushrooms like a crop of oil on the face of the roots of seedlings, his mood is more or less a little complicated.

After a round of dinner with the creators, Lv Zhishu drunkenly got into the car.

He Yu was sober enough to politely let his seniors go before he followed Huang Zhilong's car back to the hotel.

Huang Zhilong: "Xiao He, how old are you?"

"Almost twenty."

Huang Zhilong smiled and said: "Really young. ...... I've seen your brother, quite a cute kid, you and he each have their own strengths, I like them both very much. Mr. Lu Mr. He is blessed."

He Yu heard him talk about He Li, so he knew it by heart, "Mr. Huang and my mother have known each other for many years?"

"Oh." Huang Zhilong laughed, "It's been so many years, I don't even remember how long it's been, anyway, it's an old friend. So you're here, you don't have to have any constraints, anything you want to learn, anything you want to try, you can talk to me."

He winked at him, "But one thing in advance, you'll have to stay away from those little girls under my hand, hahaha."

"Huang is always afraid that I will provoke your people to go away?" He Yu smiled lightly.

"Where, you are so handsome, I am afraid that they will come to mess with you, and then your mom will have to settle the score with me." Huang Zhilong drank a little too much, posture relaxed a little, "This is some theater, not worthy of you."

"Mr. Huang is joking."

Huang Zhilong hadn't said enough: "I'm really not joking with you, not to mention those little girls, you should stay away from those boys as well. It's hard to tell with boys these days."

"......"

At the end of the day, Huang Zhilong held his forehead and sighed with a smile, "Hey, I'm a little drunk today."

He Yu said politely, "Then Mr. Huang should go back and get some early rest."

"Good." He waved his hand, "Xiao He, I've asked Zhang Suke to arrange a room for you. I don't feel comfortable with all the actors and actresses, and if something really happens, I won't be able to explain it to your mom. I've arranged for you to stay in the area where the technical director lives."

Huang Zhilong drank a mouthful of mineral water, said: "We have this film, you also know, and public prosecutors and law enforcement functions have cooperation, that we want to be rigorous, certainly want their people to guide it."

"Uh-huh."

"Over there are our crew invited to partially follow the group of police ah, lawyers ah what ...... hey, that certainly are not actors good-looking, you live with them a piece, then I'm relieved, will not be and Lv accountable to the General Manager not past."

He Yu: "......"

After all this time, I'm still worried that he's going to sleep around with pretty little girls.

He Yu also did not bother to talk to Mr. Huang any more nonsense, and when he arrived at the ground, he entered the elevator with the person, and politely went to Mr. Huang's floor first to send the person away before going to find his own room according to the room card that Zhang Suke gave him.

Seventh floor.

The elevator doors dinged open.

He Yu stepped out on the thick carpet.

It was getting a little late and the hallway was quiet, it could have been a more peaceful night if he hadn't met someone at the walkway entrance.

-- Xie Qingcheng.

He Yu brain buzzing roar, how he did not expect, private doctor improper, WeChat does not return, as if the world evaporated like Xie Qingcheng, at this moment even stood in the aisle by the open window, quietly smoking a cigarette!

The two men were caught off guard and hit each other, neither expecting to see the other here, and both were shocked.

Smoke burned his fingers, Xie Qingcheng was burned coldly, he looked back, his face from stunned to cold, just stand straight back in the open window looking at He Yu, lips pursed, did not say a word.

The two were at a standstill for a long time, but finally He Yu opened his mouth first.

"How did you ...... you get here."

Xie Qingcheng exhaled a cigarette, his eyes were cold and hard, he stared at He Yu for a moment without saying a word, and turned around to go back.

As if all the hypnotherapy had been ineffective, He Yu's heart and blood churned like a boil the moment he saw him again, so hot that even his eyes instantly reddened as he reached out, tugging at him, "Xie Qingcheng, you--"

Just then, the door to the room closest to them opened, and Chen Man walked out, holding Xie Qingcheng's cell phone, "Brother, Xie Xue is looking for you. Call her back later."

He Yu felt his blood, which had just rushed to the boiling point, go cold all of a sudden.

Cold to freezing.

He squinted his eyes. The eyes were still red, but they had changed from hot fire, to cold rust.

After so many days, his parents want him to accept a new doctor.

And his new doctor, wants him to forget the old one.

Even Xie Qingcheng is telling him with his silence that the best thing that can happen to them is to cut their relationship in half.

It seems that suddenly the whole world is saying to him, you let Xie Qingcheng go, let him out of your world, that will be good for you and him.

Everyone was urging him to give up, and he was the only one who was clinging to the spot, no matter how much hypnosis wiped it out, it could not completely erase Xie Qingcheng's shadow. He Yu doesn't know why.

He clearly hated him.

He clearly resented him for abandoning him and deceiving him.

But he held on, unable to forget.

Until this moment, when he saw that Xie Qingcheng was actually sharing a room with Chen Man, he suddenly felt that his insistence was so ridiculous and lame.

He Yu was so stabbed that he could hardly breathe, and all of Anthony's treatments seemed to have failed in an instant. He asked Xie Qingcheng very, very slowly, "...... Did he bring you here?"

"......"

"You're with him these days?"

Xie Qingcheng turned his face away, looked out at the street, dusted off his cigarette ash, and did not speak.

He Yu student's chest suddenly and violently sprang up the evil fire, eyes flashing cold light, dead staring at the long leaning Xie Qingcheng in the window:

"I asked you a question! Do you live with him these days?"