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He Yu left.

He did not appear in front of Xie Qingcheng for a long time.

But in fact, he drove the car and saw Xie Qingcheng many times from a distance.

The boy rested his chin on the steering wheel and stared forward with his almond eyes. He watched the man walk out of Moyu Lane in the snowy morning light, and return late in the twilight. His figure was tall, but getting thinner day by day.

He didn't bother him again.

Xie Qingcheng had already expressed his thoughts very clearly, he felt that He Yu's entanglement made him impatient.

He Yu didn't think that when he loved him, he didn't care much about his feelings. Later, when he realized it, he wanted to confess his love on the spur of the moment, but he didn't say anything, so he was coldly rejected by Xie Qingcheng.He Yu's heart was flustered for a moment, and the word "like" could no longer be said out of his mouth.

The young man knew very well that if he ran over to Xie Qingcheng and said, I'm sorry brother, I found out that I fell in love with you, then can I start over with you.

Xie Qingcheng would definitely slap him, and then tell him to get out of his eyes and disappear immediately.

And now, I can't do anything to force him.

His fangs were made of icing sugar in front of him, and his claws were beginning to give way on him.He Yu panicked because of himself like this, he really shouldn't have such fragile emotions.

Vulnerability and liking are both inappropriate.

What's more, he promised Xie Qingcheng.

He had promised this man who had suffered too much.

Do not pester him.

Don't force him.

Don't do it with him.

end the relationship.

Then he has to deal with it this way-it's good for both of them.

One day, Xie Qingcheng went home after shopping for groceries and went to a nearby small shop to order cakes.That cake shop was very close to where He Yu parked his car, and it was too late for He Yu to drive away.

He heard the voice of Xie Qingcheng talking to the clerk, and it drifted over faintly:

"Yes, I want a 50th birthday card... Can you show me the styles of cakes you can choose..."

It should be the birthday of some uncle or aunt in the alley.

He Yu thought so.

He watched Xie Qingcheng carefully flip through the list handed by the clerk, and felt a faint envy for the person who received the cake.

He even made a decision in just a few minutes. After Xie Qingcheng left, he would go to the cake shop and ask the clerk to buy the same cake.

Then take it home and eat it by yourself.

It's okay to be alone.

However, before this great idea sprouted, Xie Qingcheng suddenly turned around after ordering the cake.

With a glance in her peach blossom eyes, she caught a glimpse of He Yu's car.

And, the people in the car.

He Yu: "..."

Xie Qingcheng: "..."

In fact, He Yu was already very low-key. He didn't even drive any luxury car in his family. Instead, he bought a BMW suv that can be seen everywhere on the road. It has a high chassis, can see far, and is not eye-catching.

Unexpectedly, Xie Qingcheng still ran into him.

He Yu didn't know how to face him now - he couldn't say he liked him, and he agreed not to pester him.

He couldn't tell Xie Qingcheng how he was feeling at the moment, so he could only let Xie Qingcheng stride over with a sullen face, and knocked on his car window with his fingers.

He Yu was still resting on the steering wheel with one hand, resting his head on his arm, and lowered the window glass with the other hand.

He was about to torture himself crazy, but he smiled and pretended nothing happened: "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing here?"

He Yu lowered his eyelashes, thought for a while, and didn't know how to answer, so he didn't answer.

He just said: "You bought so many things, let me carry them back for you."

Xie Qingcheng raised his hand and pushed his car door, not letting him get out.

Through the open window, he said to him extremely coldly: "Didn't it be agreed, don't bother me anymore."

He Yu realized that he didn't even have the right to defend himself.

"Like" is called "liking" when others can accept it, and it is called "secret love" when others may not accept it. disturb".

He Yu is a very self-respecting person.

After he woke up, he didn't intend to let Xie Qingcheng know his feelings, and then showed shock, disgust, contempt, and disgust.

That hurts so much.

He will go crazy when he is in pain, and he will lose control when he is crazy. In the end, both sides will suffer. It will not be beneficial to their lives or even their illness.

He Yu then just sneered as usual, even with a sense of proud distance: "You misunderstood, I was just passing by here."

"Then you can go back now."

He Yu wanted to say: Why have you lost weight recently? Is there something else that you have not told anyone, and you are digesting it alone.

But he remembered that he couldn't like Xie Qingcheng.

So he wrapped this "like" he had just discovered in the ugliest paper, which was still as hideous and ugly as before, and no one could find it.He said: "This road is not your home, and the traffic police haven't even come to issue me a ticket to drive me away, so you should be reasonable."

"I see you as an eyesore."

He Yu felt that his heart had been stabbed, but he wiped away the blood without expression.

There was some secret fishy sweetness in his throat, and there was an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth, laughing at him: "Xie Qingcheng, when you slept with me for the last time, you didn't think I was an eyesore. You kissed me back then, you Still ride me, you still..."

Xie Qingcheng pushed back his head lying on the car window with great force, which even caused He Yu some pain.

"Don't mention that night to me again."

He Yu went to the end, so that it would not appear that his attitude had changed a lot, and it would not make the other party very uncomfortable: "Oh, if you don't say it, then don't say it."

Before driving away, he glanced at the bags in Xie Qingcheng's hand, one of which had the name of a nearby pharmacy printed on it.

He Yu tapped the brakes, held the steering wheel with one hand, and couldn't help but ask Xie Qingcheng: "Xie Qingcheng, are you sick?"

Xie Qingcheng followed his gaze and saw the plastic bag in the pharmacy: "No."

When he said this, he frowned, and his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to continue talking to He Yu, but he didn't say anything in the end.

He Yu: "If you need any help, please tell me, a husband and wife will repay a hundred days of kindness."

"Husband and wife, mother, get out."

He Yu smiled, drove the car obediently and left.

It's just that when Xie Qingcheng couldn't see his face anymore when he turned around and walked away, his faked smile was blown off like snow.

He gripped the steering wheel and walked slowly away, his knuckles turned white, and the pain in his heart could no longer be unbearable, spreading like a crack in porcelain...

As soon as he got home, He Yu couldn't wear the mask anymore.

He flipped through a pile of medicines angrily, and swallowed them all regardless of Anthony's doctor's orders, and finally stopped the strong emotional ups and downs.

Then He Yu lay on the bed, took a long time to relax, and habitually wanted to comfort himself with the photos taken in the clubhouse on his mobile phone, but the moment he opened the album, he realized that those photos had been completely smashed by him .

Not anymore.

He only kept a profile photo of Xie Qingcheng that he found on the Internet before, that photo was taken beautifully, Xie Qingcheng's face was just covered with a layer of gold by the halo of the street lamp.

He Yu looked at the handsome side face of that person over and over again, and finally couldn't help bringing the phone to his lips, and gently kissed Xie Qingcheng's eyebrows and eyes in the photo.

Only the man in the photo will not treat him indifferently.

In this kind of self-consolation, He Yu actually developed a feeling that was almost desolate.

He really needs to be relieved, and wants to talk to people—if he wants someone he likes, he wants to share it with others. Love cannot be hidden, even for a lunatic.

It's a pity that He Yu didn't have any close friends, so in the end he could only choose to go online and post on his Weibo account.

This trumpet is his daily mood record, and he has posted a lot of content intermittently.It's just that the previous posts were not long, and most of them were photos that only he knew the meaning of, accompanied by some simple words.

Like the first light of the morning.

He wrote that the morning is infinitely good.

Another example is the forwarded jellyfish video.

He wrote, myheartwillgoon.

The most recent one is the night scene shot near Moyu Lane.

What he wrote was: The moonlight is so beautiful tonight.

He Yu felt more and more uncomfortable, so he went to the topic section of that kind of emotional discussion, looking for some content that would make him feel more comfortable.

The results are all:

"Hang up a shameless cheating scumbag."

He Yu thought to himself: A scam?Xie Qingcheng doesn't even care about cheating him.

"It's been a year since we broke up and I'm still thinking about him, what should I do?"

He Yu thought to himself: It's good to have the opportunity to be together, is it to show off what you once had when you said you broke up?

"My wife asks for three times a night, isn't it too much?"

He Yu simply replied: You are a piece of trash.

While thinking about it, He Yu read those bad posts. At the end of the day, he felt that anyone's experience was worthless, so he decided to write a paragraph and put it up. Sometimes it's not a bad thing to listen to other people's opinions.

So He Yu wrote: "Shudong: I have a man I like. That man is 13 years older than me, but he looks very young. I don't care about the age gap between us, and I don't care that he is divorced. Dad. Although the two of us have never confirmed our relationship, we are not even counted as P friends, but we have slept many times. Later, I found that I fell in love with him, but he wanted me to stay away from him as much as possible. Obviously When I did it last time, he was very active, and I’m sure he was happy too, but he wanted me to disappear immediately after I did it. Now I feel uncomfortable when I see him, and I have to pretend that I don’t care in front of him I feel so tired... I don't know how to comfort myself."

This board is very lively, and someone will reply soon.

First floor: Miss, you have met a scumbag, run away.

The second floor: It's very cool when you're doing it, and you'll disappear as soon as you're done, what kind of peerless scumbag is this!A scumbag man matches a slutty woman, what else can I say, I can only say respect, blessing, lock up.The two wonderful people wish 99, don't die at my door.

Third floor: Sister, it's not worth it, really.Stop the loss in time, when you meet this kind of peerless garbage man, we women will only be the ones who will get hurt in the end.I used to be so obsessed with obsession, and as a result, I wasted my great youth. Alas, the past is unbearable.Sister, listen to my advice, there are many men in this world, you are still young, you must learn to love yourself, think about your parents, they will not want to see your life ruined by a second-married man.Are you still young?Would you like to be a concubine at a young age?What's more, this man seems unreliable, if you make him a little kid, he won't cherish you.Women should love themselves!Remember! !

Fourth floor: Sister, you can't have this guy, he's mentally PUAing you.I guess he is the kind of cancer who can't get in when he talks, but doesn't treat women as human beings in action.One word, points.

Fifth floor: I can tell you clearly that if you are pregnant, he will not even give you money for abortion.

Sixth Floor: Talk about being 13 years younger?how old are you?He must be quite old, can he satisfy you?He's still a divorced father... with children?Are you willing to be a little wife for others and a little mother for your children?Think it over, silly sister! "

Seventh Floor: This kind of guy has a girlfriend, why don’t I have one? I’m crying.

Eighth floor: Sister, we women should be self-improvement, men are just women's toys, don't take it too seriously.

He Yu: "..."

Did he speak so much like a schoolgirl who stumbled?

And Xie Qingcheng is not a scumbag, okay?

He Yu blocked all these people one by one.

In the end, after thinking about it, I wrote a sentence in my comment section: "I will be black for anyone who calls him a scumbag, so I respect myself."

After a few seconds.

Ninth Floor: You're so cheap, you've been PUA'd by a scumbag and it's hopeless.

He Yu: "..."

never mind!sleep!

After a few days, school started.

He Yu entered the freshman semester, and Xie Xue was still his teacher.

He thought, if he couldn't see Xie Qingcheng, it would be good to see Xie Xue.

At least Xie Xue's eyes are like her brother's, and he can be happier looking at it-than the reply on the emotional board makes him happier.

However, He Yu did not expect that on the first day of school, when he came to the classroom, he saw that standing on the podium was not Xie Xue, but a fat old professor wearing a pair of tortoiseshell glasses.

"Mr. Xie Xue is temporarily unable to come to class due to physical reasons. I am here to substitute for you temporarily. My surname is Zhang..."

Sitting in the back row of the classroom, He Yu instantly remembered the plastic bag from the pharmacy that Xie Qingcheng was holding in his hand when he met Xie Qingcheng at the gate of Moyu Lane that day, and the man's hesitation to speak at that time.

He suddenly understood——

After class, He Yu called Xie Xue, but no one answered, so he called Xie Qingcheng instead. Xie Qingcheng hung up on him the first time, but the second time he thought he was annoying, so he answered stand up.

"What's the matter with you?" His tone was cold.

He Yu cut to the chase: "Brother, is Xie Xue sick?"

"..."

"She didn't come to class today."

Xie Qingcheng seemed to know and couldn't hide it.

The phone was silent for a while.

Finally, Xie Qingcheng finally sighed, and said: "... Forget it, when you are free, come to Moyu Lane."

"Speak to you face to face."

In fact, He Yu had two elective classes tonight, but he skipped the class and drove to Moyu Lane as soon as the main class was over.

As soon as he entered the door, He Yu saw Xie Qingcheng sitting at home smoking a cigarette, he was the only one in the room.

"Where is Xie Xue?"

"Is hospitalised."

He Yu was taken aback: "...Why so suddenly. What happened to her? Which hospital is she in?"

"Qin Ciyan and his friends founded a private hospital. I feel more at ease there." Xie Qingcheng lit the cigarette ash with his fingers, "Sit down."

It could be seen that Xie Qingcheng still didn't really want to have any interaction with him, so there must be some reason why he was willing to call him over in the end.

Sure enough, Xie Qingcheng didn't intend to exchange pleasantries with He Yu. After a moment of silence, he cut to the chase and said to He Yu: "Xie Xue has signs of taking RN-13."

"!!"

He Yu was taken aback.

But he also understood immediately, no wonder Xie Qingcheng wanted to talk to him about it.

Because apart from He Yu, Xie Qingcheng really has no one else to talk about this kind of illegal drugs.

As a victim of RN-13, He Yu's expression also became very ugly.Although he no longer has any affection for Xie Xue, and even his relationship with her has become a little stiff, but in the end, she is still a friend who gave him a lot of comfort when he was most difficult.

He Yu said in a deep voice: "How is it now? Is it serious?"

"Fortunately, it didn't get out of control."

He Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but still frowned: "Have you found out what's going on?"

"There are some eyebrows."

Xie Qingcheng had run out of cigarettes, coughed twice, and wanted to get another one.

As a result, the cigarette case was taken away by He Yu before his hand touched it.

He Yu: "No. Don't smoke. I hate second-hand smoke."

"..."

Xie Qingcheng didn't have the strength to fight him for this anymore, he raised his hand to grab his hair and closed his eyes.

After a while, he opened his mouth: "From the test sheet, she was exposed to this drug in the fall of last year. I also asked her in the hospital, and she and I admitted that she had some stress at that time." Reactions, such as insomnia, nosebleeds..."

He Yu's heart skipped a beat.

He remembered that he had indeed seen Xie Xue's nosebleed at school before, and the two of them had a conversation at that time. He suggested that Xie Xue go to the hospital to have a look, or tell Xie Qingcheng about the situation, but Xie Xue thought it was just For small things, Xie Qingcheng is too busy to be bothered.

He Yu: "Did she never tell you?"

Xie Qingcheng lowered his eyelashes and raised the forehead with his hand, very tired: "No. I only found out about this a few weeks ago."

"That day, I came home and found her passed out on the ground. There were some bloody tissues beside her, and there were bloodstains on her nose and mouth. I immediately sent her to Shanghai Yi. Your cousin checked her, but the normal blood test No issues were found."

"and then?"

"Then, I remembered some pathological reactions after I took RN-13 for the first time. I also had nosebleeds, and I was confused." Xie Qingcheng said this, and looked up at He Yu, "You are different, you are because It's genetic, so you don't know the early symptoms."

"I took Xie Xue to Qin Ciyan's friend's hospital for a special examination. Here is the test report."

Xie Qingcheng took a piece of paper from the drawer and pushed it to He Yu.

On the snow-white page, Xie Xue's name was written, RN-13 positive.

He Yu was silent for a long time: "...Who gave her the medicine?"

"The dose is not high, very little." Xie Qingcheng didn't immediately answer who it was, but told He Yu about Xie Xue's situation first.His voice seemed to be floating out of the water, wet and heavy, "This dose, with the current technology, can prevent her body from being permanently damaged. I have been giving her medicine for a while Healing. But..."

Xie Qingcheng leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes: "Qin Ciyan was first in contact with that American research institute, and our special medicine was invented according to the molecular formula given by that research institute. What you take, and what I take, are all Same type of drug. Works on you and me."

He Yu faintly realized something: "Can't Xie Xue do it?"

"She can't do it." Xie Qingcheng said, "It can only be soothing, not too obvious therapeutic effect."

"That's because..."

"She's on a new drug."

long silence.

He Yu: "Is someone still developing a new drug for RN-13?"

Xie Qing nodded tiredly.

"But RN-13 research must be underground and illegal. Even if someone is conducting secret experiments, Xie Xue is just a teacher. How can she have access to such things?"

Xie Qingcheng played with the lighter, he said to He Yu: "There is a chance."

"You push back the time to last autumn, do you still remember what happened to her?"

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The author has something to say:

ooc small theater, ooc is very powerful, purely corresponding to the funny theater written by the content of the forum in today's article:

Passer-by: Xie Qingcheng, you are almost ready, you are a second marriage, and you are so picky about your second marriage, you don’t cherish such a beautiful young man, do you have anything for yourself? Correct understanding!Be content with you!

Xie Qingcheng: txl stay away from me.I don't think there is any problem with my second marriage, although I think it doesn't make sense to be handsome or not, but I am not blind, I know I am handsome, thank you.

He Yu: Thank you Qingcheng!Xie Qingcheng!Is this why you rejected me!You puxin man! ! !Pu Xinnan! ! ! ! (hysteria)