No way cousin!

"Does Mr. Chen think he's good?"

Chen Man felt that his tone was not good, but he did not know why and frowned, "You misunderstood, Brother Xie is not my personal doctor, he has always been my friend."

He Yu smiles, his eyes are like ice, and he doesn't say a word.

Chen Man was still looking at him as unknowingly as ever, "As I recall, you're also a friend of Xie's."

He Yu smiled even more elegantly.

He was tortured in his heart, actually wanted to pull Xie Qingcheng over, push the man against the wall in front of Chen Man and kiss him with a vengeance, and defile Xie Qingcheng in front of everyone.

But his pride that had been stung by Xie Qingcheng in the end kept him from doing such a thing in front of others.

He even said flatly, with a hint of contempt, "Joking aside, he and I, we're just collaborators."

With Hu Yi around, no one could say anything more, and each of them went back to their rooms with their own concerns.

But as soon as he gets back to his room, He Yu can't hold it together.

He sat out on the couch for a while, never able to get rid of the boredom in his mind, and finally he went downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes.

Marlboro, one of Xie Qingcheng's recent favorites.

He Yu stood by the side of the road, holding a cigarette in his long, slender hand, and slowly, elegantly and morbidly finished smoking a whole cigarette. His eyes flickered with the light from the cigarette.

Once he was back in his room again, he contacted the chief producer's assistant to change his room to the one next to Chen Man and Xie Qingcheng.

"Turns out that room was too close to the engine room equipment for me to sleep."

The assistant dared not slack off and immediately changed the room for Boss He without stopping.

He Yu was not enough, looked at the layout of the room, and moved the bed to the wall close to Xie Qingcheng's room, then he fell down on the bed, closed his eyes and let the darkness gnaw at his body for a long time before he picked up his cell phone and called Xie Qingcheng, who was across the wall.

The hotel's soundproofing wasn't great, and as He Yu lay against the wall, he could faintly hear Xie Qingcheng's cell phone ringing continuously next door.

It was accompanied by Chen Man's voice: "Brother, your phone!"

Then there was Xie Qingcheng's voice, a little far away, so cold and calm that He Yu did not hear what he said.

But obviously, he didn't end up picking it up.

When he didn't answer, He Yu kept calling.

Chen Man : "Brother, he called again ......"

Xie Qingcheng still hasn't answered.

On the third call, He Yu finally heard Xie Qingcheng's footsteps coming from far away, and then the call finally connected.

He Yu was just about to speak, but Xie Qingcheng had already put the call into one-way mute mode so he didn't have to hear He Yu's voice, and then he threw the phone right next to the TV:

"The municipal party committee/secretary, XXX, went to the XX district old people's home yesterday to visit the local empty-nesters ......"

He Yu: "......"

It looks like Xie Qingcheng is planning to let him listen to the nightly news all night long, so that the news that emanates the light of justice can wash away his filthy soul.

But in spite of the magic sound, He Yu didn't hang up.

Because he could hear the conversation between Xie Qingcheng and Chen Man.

"Brother, why don't I go talk to him, it's not good for you to go cold turkey like this ......"

"No need."

"...... What happened to you guys? Weren't you fine before?"

"You go wash up Chen Man." Xie Qingcheng didn't answer his question, "Go to bed early, tomorrow you still have to go to the scene to keep an eye on their police station scene."

Young Master Chen was so well behaved that He Yu surprisingly didn't even say another word when he heard him, he just sat in slight silence for a while, and then a rustling sound came from the headphones, Chen Man went to the restroom and closed the door.

He Yu lies on the bed and listens quietly, although he doesn't usually wear bangs, his hair is dark and soft, and when he doesn't take care of it carefully, the frontal hair combed on the side hangs down and messes up some of it to his forehead.

The news has been playing, and Xie Qingcheng hasn't said a word.

He Yu still hasn't hung up.

The teenager looked up at the ceiling, and what was playing in his headphones had gone from the city council/secretary visiting widows and orphans to a neighborhood dog learning to go out with a basket in its mouth to buy groceries for its owner.

He just listened without saying a word.

He Yu couldn't tell what kind of feeling he was having right now, a heavy block had been piling up in his heart, and now that he knew Chen Man's identity, what Xie Qingcheng was doing these days, and who he was with, this block was like a plant sprouting thick gnarled roots that dug deeper and deeper into the veins of his heart.

He didn't understand why he cared so much. Xie Qingcheng was nothing, he was nothing more than a sleeping partner to him.

He himself is just trying to be fresh now, and if he tastes enough, sooner or later he will get tired of it.

But the phone just won't hang up.

"Gujing original pulp, authentic good wine ......"

On that side, the commercials are already playing.

He Yu heard the sound of Xie Qingcheng getting out of bed and approaching, and then the cell phone resting by the TV was picked up.

A short silence.

Perhaps Xie Qingcheng didn't expect He Yu to be able to patiently listen to the TV news for so long, and when he saw that the voice call was still going on, he was indeed quiet for quite a while, with no other sound on his cell phone.

Then He Yu heard Xie Qingcheng speak to him:

"What the hell do you want."

He Yu could not answer.

His eyes darkened as he stared up at the ceiling, picking up his cell phone and bringing it close to his lips.

He said, "Xie Qingcheng."

"......"

"An ugly old man like you, married for the second time and with no money and no love, and in bad health, people in the red third generation can't look at you. If you stay with him, you're a fool."

He also did not know out of how twisted his mind he was to be so sour that he could say such words. He also didn't know if Xie Qingcheng had heard those words, and if he had unmuted his side.

But Xie Qingcheng ended up hanging up his voice.

When He Yu dialed him again, he had turned off his phone.

Tossing and turning for a long time, He Yu didn't sleep well, he rested his arm behind his head, his almond eyes staring at the ceiling, the occasional vehicle pathway outside the window, the light and shadow mechanically cut, skimming across the ceiling as if hesitant whales were swimming.

And he was like a whale falling, a dead body sinking in the deep sea.

He felt like he was rotting inside, unlike that time in Hangtown when he could still feel the pain.

His whole body was cold.

Like it's numb.

Gradually, the night wore on.

Two girls were passing through the seventh-floor hallway of the hotel, right in front of He Yu's door.

He Yu, who was lying awake in the room, could hear them conversing.

"Today's event was particularly interesting ......"

"Yeah ...... hey, what is that thing?"

The girls saw a glass cabinet about two meters high sitting at the end of the hotel corridor. The thing didn't exactly look like a cabinet though, more like a sort of capsule warehouse.

The lighting in the aisle was dim, and there was a large blur of shadows in the glass case, which, when the two girls who had returned for the night took a look at it, actually looked like a human figure.

"Ah...!!!"

"This is ......"

"There are, there are dead people!"

"There's a dead man in the glass case!!!"

He Yu woke up from his depression, got up from his bed, opened the door and went out.

The two girls were scared out of their wits, and when they saw a tall young brother appear, they stumbled and ran towards He Yu. While running, they also pointed in the opposite direction, "There--there's a dead man there! In the cabinet!"

Perhaps their screams were too loud, and before long, the door next to He Yu's opened.

Xie Qingcheng walked out.

Xie Qingcheng turned his eyes away as He Yu met the eyes of the man he had made harassing phone calls to a few hours ago.

Chen Man also ran outside from the house, "What's the situation? What happened?"

Girl: "That, that cupboard ...... straightened out ...... just so ...... just so stood a man... . not moving at all ...... must be dead ......"

Her face was loose with fear, and, like her companion, she was soon unable to speak coherently.

Xie Qingcheng : "I'll go check it out."

He Yu originally wanted to follow him, but Chen Man was faster than him, and when He Yu saw Chen Man go, he was unwilling to go any further. He Yu stood at a distance with his arms wrapped around him and a sullen face.

Xie Qingcheng took a closer look and it became clear.

He turned back to the two girls and said, "It's okay, props."

Girl: "Ah ......?"

"Props for the cast of The Trial, for filming in a few days." Xie Qingcheng took a cell phone torch and shone it inside the cabinet.

As luck would have it, in the clear light of their cell phones, the girls could see that all that stood in the glass case was a realistic silicone dummy.

The girls were somewhat annoyed and amused as they breathed a sigh of relief, "Who throws props like that in here."

"Yeah, it's so lacking."

Chen Man: "The 8th floor is the workroom of Hattori, probably the samples that were brought up. It's probably the samples that were brought up here.

The girls then patted their chests and walked away with their hearts in their mouths.

Xie Qingcheng took a look at the dummy in the glass case and felt that the dummy made him uncomfortable, probably because of the Horror Valley effect, the dummy was made too realistic, to the point of being scary.

He turned his eyes away and headed for the room.

The moment he turned back, he saw that He Yu had already turned back to the next room, as if he didn't even want to talk to Chen Man in front of him.

The door to He Yu's room clicked shut.

Xie Qingcheng was feeling relaxed, however, after less than a minute, his cell phone suddenly vibrated.

From: He Yu

Message: Xie Qingcheng, he's gay, I'm reminding you for the last time. And you are very inappropriate, you are a second marriage, he is only twenty-something, you have no money and no status, his grandfather is the king of the political commissar, you are not worthy of anywhere, why would he look at you? You don't want to be cheated by him and count the money back to him. Come to your senses.

"......"

Xie Qingcheng felt his fault, deleted the message, went back to the house, and also closed the door of his room.

None of them saw that behind the glass case, in the shadow of the stairway, stood a horrible man in a black raincoat and rainboots, who was hiding in the gloom, holding a knife in his hand, half hidden under his raincoat ......

"Cheap shot for you guys." The raincoat man muttered grimly to himself, "Would have made a move tonight. If it wasn't for the fact that the top brass suddenly changed the target to something bigger ......"

He smiled twice with a cheeky grin and slowly took the knife back.

"Never mind, no 'fishing' tonight."

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The first day of the shooting of "Trial" is not too smooth, there are several places where there are unforeseen conditions, the actors play also have certain problems, the creators of this kind of film are really old artists, very serious, refused to lower their own standards, a few polishing, the sky has been dark, the wrong time to break up the scene.

"It looks like it's going to be a very late closing tonight." The groundskeeper sighed as he sat on the light box.

Winter nights are cold, the director ordered a box of hot drinks takeaway to the crew, in the rest of the groups gathered up, one person a cup to take in the hand, no matter whether to drink or not to drink, can warm body.

He Yu studied next to the director, staring at the monitor so hard that his eyes hurt, but at least he was able to divert his attention a little.

After a major scene, He Yu went to the drinks box, where most of the remaining drinks were fruit teas. He didn't like fruit tea, so he looked down and searched for a cup of hot chocolate, but at that moment, a hand took the cup of chocolate away from under his nose without hesitation.

He Yu looked up, it was dark, late for snow, and there were no headlights in the area, it took him a moment to adjust before he could see his visitor.

As a result, he met Xie Qingcheng's eyes.

He Yu: "......"

Xie Qingcheng : "......"

Xie Qingcheng is next door to Group B today. Today, both groups are arranged in the same scene, but also the creators have big wrists and hard drills, so they dare to rehearse this kind of big scene on the first day. The actors, directors, stunt doubles, and group actors used on the first day of the movie are very diverse.

Xie Qingcheng only saw He Yu at this moment, otherwise he probably wouldn't have gotten close.

After a few moments of silence, he bowed his head and picked up the cup of hot chocolate, grabbed another cup of fruit tea, and turned to leave.

It's a good thing he's gone, too.

He Yu felt a morbid urge to see the singled out Xie Qingcheng right now.

His psychosis makes him want to take advantage of the fact that Xie Qingcheng is unaccompanied and drag the man into his cave to demolish him alive.

Wanted to handcuff the sacrifice to the bed of stone so that the human could never disobey it again, or else it would twist and break off all the limbs of this sacrifice. This is the instinct of the evil dragon.

Xie Qingcheng Since he has been a person on the bed of the evil dragon, even if he becomes a skeleton, he should rot in his territory, and even his corpse and bones should not be allowed to be stained.

He Yu closed his eyes and quieted himself, suppressing such delusions that were not appropriate for this moment, took the fruit tea, and went back to the studio with a sullen face.

It was warmer in the studio than outside, but his heart was colder than it had been a moment ago-

Because he realized that professional support was needed, both Xie Qingcheng and Chen Man had already come from the B-team to the A-team to watch the shooting. The cup of chocolate that he had just given to Xie Qingcheng, Xie Qingcheng directly handed it to Chen Man, who was waiting for the camera to be set up for the second take.

Although Xie Qingcheng didn't do it on purpose, and He Yu didn't tell him that it was a hot drink he had just rummaged through, He Yu was just all over the place.

He sat down in his plastic chair with a cold face, asked his assistant for a voided circular sheet, thought for a moment, scowled and wrote a few words, then folded the sheet into a paper airplane.

The paper airplane flew straight towards Xie Qingcheng's back and threw itself on Professor Xie's shoulder.

Xie Qingcheng turned his head back and saw that a dozen meters away, He Yu, with one hand on the side of his face and one long leg braced, was sitting in the center of a plastic chair with a lazy posture and an indifferent gaze.

The moment his eyes met, the pretty, almost feminine boy raised his eyebrows only slightly provocatively before rolling his eyes and turning his face away with a diffident expression.

Xie Qingcheng picked up the paper airplane, which seemed to have a few words on it. So he opened the folded paper, and saw that on the old circular sheets were ghostly scribbles of He Yu in a bad mood--

Is it good? Did you enjoy it?

Xie Qingcheng finished reading it, his face was colder than usual. Then in front of He Yu's face, he folded the notice sheet, tore it in half, and threw it straight into the garbage can.

He Yu didn't say anything.

He knew that Xie Qingcheng would in all likelihood react in this way, but he had to go through with it, and then looked at Xie Qingcheng's face, which was colder than the weather outside.

Xie Qingcheng turned his head back, and Chen Man spoke with the wind and snow between his eyes.

And He Yu stares at Xie Qingcheng with eyes that are anything but clean. It was even far more blunt and hot than the lust the movie star acted out on camera for his lover.

He was grim and fiery, and felt a small fire simmering slowly inside him, something that grew hot and bubbled. He turned his face away, and the knot in his throat rolled noiselessly up and down.

When Xie Qingcheng went to a rest tent and sat down, He Yu found a reason to leave the director's side, and he followed him into the tent.

Xie Qingcheng lifted his eyes, saw him, originally very cold eyes more and more dropped a few degrees, condensing the frost cold.

He Yu was a bit annoyed when he entered the tent, he originally wanted to find a chance to talk to Xie Qingcheng alone, but he realized that there were several staff members taking a break sitting around a convenient plastic table in the tent.

"Are there any seats left?"

"Here's another stool." A staff member, seeing that a big handsome man had come in and was also the director's assistant, immediately got up, found a plastic stool from the corner, wiped it for He Yu and handed it to him.

"Thanks."

The staff member blushed.

But her blushing face was also for the blind, He Yu took a stool and sat down opposite Xie Qingcheng's table.

It's a long table around which everyone sits, with some clutter thrown on top and a few employees picking at their boxed lunches.

He Yu is quite clean, normally he wouldn't want to stay in this kind of messy place, but now he is sitting directly opposite Xie Qingcheng, and there is not a bit of dust in his eyes, only Xie Qingcheng's face that is playing with the cell phone with his head down.

Xie Qingcheng seemed to have made up his mind not to look at him, preferring to stare at the screen without raising his head to give He Yu half an inch of gaze.

He Yu sized him up - at this moment what "to quit people", "will not be addicted to Xie Qingcheng", "" Xie Qingcheng is an ugly and poor second marriage smoker old man "such words he all forgot. Xie Qingcheng is an ugly and poor second-marriage smoker old man," such words he completely forgot, so many people's breath in the air mixed together, he seems to be only able to smell Xie Qingcheng body cold disinfectant scent.

A flavor that is particularly desirable.

He Yu's gaze on him was becoming less and less innocent, and if gazes could be actualized, it might be possible that Xie Qingcheng's suit was all undone by He Yu.

But alas, the human gaze is a very honest thing; it is pristine, straightforward, and knows no concealment, and is hardly capable of being an accomplice to the inner man, and as for the broadside, it is even less capable of such a crime.

He Yu never thought he'd want it so much before, he used to be pretty light on people, and always disdained the males of his circle who indulged in booze, meat and sex.

He hadn't realized that meat was such a desirable thing.

Xie Qingcheng doesn't look at him, so he looks down and sends a message to Xie Qingcheng.

"Thanks Dr."

"You pretend you can't see me?"

Xie Qingcheng's cell phone is vibrating.

He obviously saw the message.

He Yu is waiting.

But Xie Qingcheng did not return.

The weeds in his heart began to grow wild again, the more Xie Qingcheng ignored him, the stronger the feeling of inner oppression, and the greater the oppression, the easier it is for people to do perverted things.

He Yu is really bold, actually dared to send Xie Qingcheng a couple of "good morning" photos in such a densely populated place, which he had previously photoshopped.

"......"

This time, He Yu saw Xie Qingcheng's hands holding the cell phone were tightened up, knuckles slightly white, the lines of the face also tensed up tighter, exuding a blade-like sharp and cold atmosphere.

This slightly calmed He Yu's dark and morbid heart, and he stretched out his legs, slowly, under the table to touch Xie Qingcheng's feet one by one.

Xie Qingcheng finally raised his eyes at this moment, a pair of eyes very sharp, although the expression was embarrassed, but still calm - he did not want to get angry with He Yu, and what was the use of getting angry with the beast?

He looked back at He Yu indifferently, with a look like he was staring at an animal in heat.

Under such a gaze, He Yu inexplicably thought of something Xie Qingcheng had said when he had been screwed over by him earlier:

People are different from animals. People have self-control.

Xie Qingcheng didn't say anything, but He Yu seemed to read it again from Xie Qingcheng's eyes.

He felt an intense indignation for no reason--

He used to have self-control, but Xie Qingcheng tore it apart, so shouldn't he be responsible?

Xie Qingcheng When his eyes were lax on his pillow, what difference was there between that and a female animal that had been profoundly marked and then lost her mind?

How he had the face to look at him with such indifference!

Xie Qingcheng wanted to take his foot away, but He Yu's leg resisted him.

Xie Qingcheng : "......"

He Yu: "......"

Everyone at the table was relaxed, each looking after their own, some chatting, some eating, some playing with their cell phones, no one noticed the undercurrents over here, the ambiguous entanglements under the table.

He Yu like to embed his gaze into Xie Qingcheng s pupils, he looked deeply at the man in front of him who ...... made him himself confused as to why he had become like this.

He was steeped in a very strong sense of revenge.

Then he looked down and typed, "When did Dr. Shea's legs get so strong."

"It didn't seem that way with me before, is it possible that you actually liked it when I did that to you and that's why you pretended to have no strength?"

"By the way, does Mr. Chen know that you slept with me, Brother Xie? Does he know what it was like when you did it with me?"

The more you fight, the less it looks like.

If the executives of HU who gave He Yu the award knew that their "Top Ten Outstanding Young Men", "Student Council President", "Freshman Role Model", "University Scholarship Recipient", and He Yu, who has received numerous honors and awards, could send such a nasty message, I'm afraid those old seniors' glasses would shatter. "He Yu, who has received numerous honors and accolades, is actually able to send out such nasty news, I'm afraid that those old seniors would have their glasses shattered and broken into four pieces.

"That Chen Man... I can tell at a glance that he's not to your liking at all. If you're with him because you're looking at his status, it's better to forget about it while you can. You honestly follow me, tell me what you want, and whatever he can give you, I can give you."

"Splat."

Xie Qingcheng heavily snapped his cell phone back onto the table.

The force was so great that everyone around them froze and turned around to stare in disbelief.

Xie Qingcheng did not intend to bring this matter to the surface at all, but he was too angry, his strength was really confiscated, and now he did not want to let the people watching, so he did not say a word, and finally stared at He Yu for a few seconds in a very restrained, very cold manner, and then got up and was ready to go out.

And just then, the tent's curtain lifted and fell, and another man came in from outside.

Xie Qingcheng's gaze gave a slight lurch.

He Yu had his back to the door, but seeing Xie Qingcheng's expression, he figured that Chen Man had also rested and came in.

He didn't even want to see Mr. Chen now, and even wanted to get a descending strike eraser to erase Chen Man's existence from this world and wipe it clean.

So he didn't look back.

Until the other party's voice rang out, "...... Dr. Xie, you're here too."

It was a low muffled voice that belonged to a mature male, and it actually reeked of sterilized water as well.

Only then did He Yu turn around, and saw that standing in the doorway was a well-dressed male, probably thirty-five or thirty-six years old, with his hands in his pockets, his posture steady, and his eyes calm.

The man's gaze flickered and landed back on He Yu's face.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, "This crew has so many acquaintances, it's really a big drama - cousin, you're there too?"

If Xie Qingcheng was only a little surprised to see this man just now, now he heard the man call He Yu "cousin", even if he was calm, he showed a surprised look.

This man is the head of the emergency department at Shanghai 1 who treated Xie Qingcheng after he was given a fever by He Yu all night and sent to a nighttime emergency.

But at the same time, he is actually He Yu's cousin.

The director is a distant cousin of He Yu's, but the bloodline has faded a bit, and the two families don't interact much, and the relationship between He Jiwei and the elders of the family is even very stiff, with occasional encounters only at big family gatherings. They didn't care about each other at all, and their relationship was even more superficial than that of neighbors, so He Yu didn't even know that his cousin was also a doctor at HU1 Hospital.

He Yu doesn't even know, and Xie Qingcheng knows even less.

Shanghai is so big that the staff may not all recognize each other, and the director and Xie Qingcheng are not close, but they have met a few times during joint consultations and doctor's conferences.

Xie Qingcheng felt that although he did not have much contact with him, he was still pleasant to the eye.

I didn't realize this ER director was He Yu's distant cousin ......