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The sizzling sound of fried rice came from the small kitchen, and He Yu and Xie Xue sat at the small oily table.

Xie Xue swept away the haze, smiled very relaxedly and waited for her elder brother to finish the meal.

He Yu also smiled perfunctorily, but rolled his eyes in his heart.

The sliding door of the kitchen with posters was opened, and the familiar smell of rice came out first, and then Xie Qingcheng came out, took off his apron, still wore his shirt at the waist, and his trousers were straight.Although he has a cold personality, he is a good elder brother. Because his parents died early, he is the head of the family and takes care of the younger generation since he was a child, so he is very good at cooking.

Xie Xue saw that her brother rolled up half of his sleeves, carried a tray, and placed it on the simple small table. She let out a loud cry, jumped up happily, and helped her brother set the plate and take the tableware.

"It smells so good. Brother, you are so handsome, you are so handsome! I love you so much, I love you so much, hurry up! I'm starving to death!"

Xie Qingcheng said with a sullen face: "Girls don't talk about such things. It's outrageous. Go, wash your hands first."

Then he said to He Yu, "You too."

He Yu hadn't eaten fried rice like this for a long time.

Xie Qingcheng’s fried rice is fluffy and golden, and the grains of rice are distinct——He Yu once observed Xie Qingcheng’s fried rice at the stove when he was a child, which is his sister’s favorite staple food. He knew that good fried rice needs overnight rice, which should not be too wet , nor too dry.Before the rice is put into the pot, stir it in a large bowl with beaten egg liquid, so that every piece of rice is evenly coated with golden yellow.

When the hot oil boils, two fresh eggs are quickly placed in the pot, smashed and stirred, and quickly scooped up.Then add lard, pour the rice covered with egg liquid into the pan and stir fry over high heat.

But this is not the authentic Yangzhou fried rice. Xie Qingcheng made adjustments according to Xie Xue's taste. Green beans are never added, but this does not hinder its deliciousness. The three steaming fried rice are all golden and oily. There is light under the lamp, and there are ham cut into small pieces, and tender shrimps, and green onions sprinkled on it, the color and taste are very attractive.

He Yu was eating, but he was thinking about it in his heart.

He really didn't know what to eat. Xie Xue was talking and laughing at the dinner table all the time, but because Xie Qing came, most of her laughter and laughter were directed at her brother. I haven't been with these two people for a long time, and I can't get in the conversation. It has become a non-existent background board for their chat.

The background board was very upset, he had to find a way to present Xie Qing to Zhichao.

"anything else?"

When he was distracted, he had silently ate the delicious fried rice to the bottom, He Yu came back to his senses, and said politely to Xie Qing who was looking at him: "No need."

"Brother, I want more, you can add some more!"

Xie Qingcheng took Xie Xue's dinner plate and went, Xie Xue bit her chopsticks and said to He Yu: "My brother's cooking is much better than yours, it's very delicious, don't you want an extra bowl?"

He Yu put on a smile but didn't smile: "You are the one who can crush the weighing scale, and I won't make trouble."

"Hey! Where are you like this! You hate me!"

"It was you who thought that my cooking was not as delicious as his—"

The two were arguing, when Xie Qingcheng's voice came from the kitchen: "Xie Xue, what are you doing here with a bucket of water?"

"Oh." Xie Xue immediately stopped fighting with He Yu, as if she wasn't the one who was laughing and joking with He Yu just now, she sat upright and said: "The school said that the dormitory will have no water tomorrow, so I fetched a bucket of water I’m keeping it, but the kitchen is too small, so it’s in the way of other places, so I can only put it on the chest of drawers first.”

"Put it so high, what should I do if I don't pay attention when I push the door?"

The idiot said: "Oh, brother, don't worry about it, it's fine."

The speaker had no intention, but the listener had intentions. He Yu, who was keen to pull girls' braids, listened to the conversation between the two of them. His beautiful and pure apricot eyes glanced at the kitchen, and a very bad move suddenly appeared in his heart...

The three of them had dinner, and Xie Qingcheng didn't like to clean up, so He Yu, as an outwardly gentle, reliable and excellent boy, naturally took the initiative to take on the job of washing the dishes.

"Want to help?" Xie Xue asked.

"I'll call you later if I need it." He Yu said with a half-smile, turned around and went to the kitchen, and closed the door.

His smile disappeared as soon as the door closed.

He Yu began to carefully observe the angle. He first moved the bucket of water on the chest of drawers out to a position where the door would be knocked down.

Then, he calmly found Xie Xue's hair dryer on the second floor of the chest of drawers, put it in the sink without blinking, and turned on the faucet.

"Wow—"

The high-end hair dryer that Xie Xue bought with half a month's salary was turned into a pile of useless waste by her unsuspecting Young Master He.

well.

He Yu calmly dried the hair dryer and stuffed it back into the cabinet.

The preparatory work is over.

He quietly glanced at the girl who was joking with Xie Qingcheng through the crack of the door, turned around and rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, quietly turned on the faucet, and began to pour detergent to wash the dishes.

That posture is simply a good man!One of the five good youths!

However, if you do too many bad things, you will always be punished.

Just when He Yu had planned and planned all these actions meticulously, and just shook off the water drops from his hands, and was about to let the heroine come in to accept this "coincidence" encounter planned by him, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the kitchen.He Yu turned his head immediately, and saw a tall and straight man figure reflected outside the frosted glass.

He Yu's almond eyes widened, and before he could stop him, Xie Qingcheng said outside: "He Yu, I'll come in and wash my hands."

"Wait--"

As soon as he uttered half a word, he heard an earth-shattering noise. He Yu deliberately swayed the water bucket on the edge of the chest of drawers, and then——

"Whoa!"

The bucket full of water, according to He Yu's plan, should have fallen on Xie Xue's head, just like this, it hit Xie Qingcheng's handsome face directly like this!

Fuck!

Not a damn drop wasted!

He Yu: "..."

Xie Qingcheng: "..."

The water splashed, the room was in a mess, and the bucket of meritorious deeds rolled back and forth around Xie Qingcheng's wet head to shoes. Finally, it rolled slowly outside the living room like an old man walking around. In front of his slippers, he stopped contentedly.

Xie Xue witnessed the whole process outside and was so frightened that everyone trembled.

it's over...

Fucking over over over over over!

Xie Xue looked at her elder brother who was drenched all over, and slowly turned his head towards her. His already fair face was washed by a big bucket of rain from the sky, and his complexion was white and his eyebrows were dark. Her broken hair was hanging on her forehead, dripping water.Drops of water passed through his eyebrows and flowed into his eyes widened in disbelief, and he subconsciously squinted before regaining his senses.

"Thank you Xue!!"

Xie Xue shivered all over, shrinking herself in fear.

Xie Qingcheng shook off his dripping hair and said angrily, "I told you earlier not to put the bucket on the chest of drawers!!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Xie Xue ran in tremblingly, took a mop and a tissue, handed the tissue to her brother, and went to find the hair dryer in the chest of drawers, "Brother, I didn't expect it to fall... It’s okay to go in and out just now...you should blow dry your hair first, don’t catch a cold.”

He Yu blinked his gentle almond eyes guiltily from behind.

Xie Xue pulled Xie Qingcheng to the living room, unknowingly dug out the hair dryer that He Yu had showered with water, connected it to the electric board, and pressed the switch.

No movement.

"what?"

Press again.

Still nothing.

"..."

Press repeatedly.

"...Brother." Seeing her brother's extremely gloomy face, Xie Xue almost felt that his death was imminent, and tremblingly said, "B, the hair dryer seems to be broken..."

Xie Qingcheng glanced at the cold peach blossom eyes: "This is the hair dryer that you told me to buy for 4000 yuan?"

Xie Xue almost knelt down.

How could she be so unlucky! ! !

Originally, Xie Qingcheng didn't understand why she bought a hair dryer that was more expensive than an ordinary TV, so he scolded her bloody at that time, thanks to her repeated explanation of how good this machine is and how well it can be maintained Hair, the most important thing is that the quality is excellent, and it will not break after 20 years of use.

"I swear, I will use this hair dryer in 20 years! Otherwise, you can chop off my head to pay IQ tax!"

At that time, the voice was still in my ears, Xie Xue could only feel her neck getting cold under Xie Qing's cold gaze, she couldn't help but take a step back, and raised her hand to cover her delicate neck.

Just at a loss as to what to do, Xie Xue caught a glimpse of He Yu wiping his hands and coming out of the kitchen like a dog. She had an idea, as if seeing a god who saved her life, she hurriedly ran towards He Yu crying, shouting: "He Yu! Can you do me a favor? My hair dryer is broken! Who knew it would be so unlucky! Do you have a change of clothes in your dormitory? Do you have a hair dryer? Can you take my brother there to change? Thank you, teacher!"

"..."

And pretending to be so polite in front of her brother.

He Yu smiled and cooperated very well: "Mr. Xie, you are really out of touch."

His eyes turned to Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Qingcheng leaned back on the sofa, his sharp jaw was still dripping water, his casual gray shirt was completely wet, the fabric was tightly attached to his skin, he could see the outline of his chest faintly revealed, and Thin waist - at this moment, he is tilting his head, squinting his eyes, slightly pursing his thin lips, and staring at Xie Xue with a gloomy expression, as if he is preparing to destroy the prodigal sister humanely.

He Yu looked at him and felt a slight headache.

In his original plan, Xie Xue should be the one who was drenched and desperate to go back to the dormitory with him to blow his hair.

Why did he become Xie Qingcheng by mistake?

He is a straight steel man who hates doctors, so he does not welcome the old man Xie Qingcheng to his dormitory.

But there is no way, it is done, Xie Qingcheng has been made into such a mess by him, and Xie Xue has already asked for help, so he can only sigh softly, walk in front of Xie Qingcheng, and face the sullen expression sitting on the sofa. The doctor said:

"You're all soaked, so don't stare at people, Doctor Xie, come back with me and change a set of clothes? My dormitory is not far from here, only 10 minutes away. Let's go."

The male dormitory of Huzhou University School of Art is for four people. When He Yu took Xie Qingcheng back, it was dinner time, and all the roommates went out to look for food, and there was no one else in the room.

"Wear this set." He Yu took a set of clean clothes from the closet and handed it to Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Qing showed disgust: "Sports T-shirt?"

"what happened?"

What's the matter, this kind of clothes are only worn by boys when they were studying. He wore this kind of style more than ten or twenty years ago. He didn't even know what he looked like when he put on this kind of clothes. Too much to think about, it doesn't suit him at all now.

"You give me a shirt."

"Tsk, I'm really sorry, Doctor Xie, you don't have to choose." He Yu smiled, but now that Xie Xue was gone, he stopped pretending.

His smile suddenly became perfunctory and frivolous like a piece of gauze, his eyes were dark, without any sincere feeling, and his attitude towards Xie Qingcheng was no longer so polite: "There is really only this one here. This one fits your size, my shirt is too big for you."

Xie Qingcheng raised his eyes, his gaze fell on He Yu's face through the wet forehead hair piercing his eyes.

After He Yu wiped off the polite disguise, the playfulness on the corners of his lips became obvious. Meeting Xie Qingcheng's gaze, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Don't wear it? If you don't wear it, you have no choice but to go out naked."

"..."

Xie Qingcheng ruthlessly grabbed the change of clothes from him, and went to the bathroom with a straight face.

He Yu stood outside the bathroom waiting for him to change clothes, and suddenly felt that this scene looked familiar...

He talked to the man inside through the frosted glass door: "By the way, Doctor Xie, I suddenly remembered something from the past."

"Do you still remember that year, I went to your university dormitory—"

"Don't remember, go away."

He Yu laughed, Xie Qingcheng directly denied his words before he finished speaking, what is the difference between that and a categorical admission?

Xie Qingcheng clearly, like him, remembered the old grievance.

There is a grievance and a debtor, and even a piece of clothing is his revenge on Xie Qingcheng after many years.

Thinking about it this way, I am actually a little happy. Turning over after many years, is this probably the feeling?

"Then hurry up." Without Xie Xue, He Yu's tail could hardly be hidden in front of Xie Qingcheng. He leaned against the bathroom door with a smile, folded his arms, and his voice almost Revealing a trace of uncontrollable ruffianism, he bent his index finger and tapped the frosted glass, "We have to go back to find your sister after the exchange."

A few minutes later, Xie Qingcheng pushed the door aggressively and came out, bumping into He Yu with a bang, almost knocking him to the ground.

He Yu was caught off guard, snorted, and bent over to cover his nose.

Xie Qingcheng raised his eyes indifferently: "Why are you so close."

He Yu was in so much pain that he didn't want to pretend at all: "...Xie Qingcheng, are you being reasonable? You bumped into it yourself."

When his temper came up, he would still address Xie Qingcheng by his full name in private.

Xie Qingcheng paused: "Go get an ice compress."

"Where can I find ice?" He Yu took his hand away from the bridge of his red nose, rubbed it, trying to suppress his anger, but still couldn't help but contradict him, "I think you look like ice, take yours. Put your hands on me and forget it."

Xie Qingcheng imagined the scene for a while, and gave a concise evaluation with a cold face: "Too gay. I'm homophobic."

As he spoke, he pushed his chest away, walked into the dormitory by detour, and looked around.

He Yu was left speechless by him: "What did you say, I didn't mean that, you are more homophobic than me..."

"Where's the hair dryer?" Xie Qingcheng didn't need to allow the boy to explain.He didn't bother to listen.

"... on the stool."

Xie Qingcheng plugged in the wiring board and went to dry his hair. He Yu stood on the balcony, still a little unhappy. He stared at Xie Qingcheng who was blowing his hair from a distance. He really didn't know why such a person would be Xie Xue brother.

Xie Xue regards her brother as a savior, and worships him extremely.

He didn't understand what Xie Qingcheng was worth worshiping.

Anyway, he's just an old man.

But looking at it, He Yu became a little distracted.

He remembered that Xie Qingcheng was a childhood nightmare in his eyes.He was always afraid of him, and he had to see him, and he had to be ashamed and demeanor in front of him.Xie Qingcheng has seen him go crazy before, and he was tied up with a restraint belt and struggled crazily, roaring at him like a crazy trapped animal.Xie Qingcheng looked at him calmly at that time, approaching him under the shadowless lamp, he smelled the cold disinfectant, and then the needle pierced his skin...

At that time, he felt that Xie Qingcheng was very tall.

It was cold again.

Strong and undeniable, it enveloped him like a dark cloud, and it seemed that he would never be able to get rid of this nightmare for the rest of his life.

But I didn't expect that after not seeing each other for several years, whoever looks up at whomever looks down at whomever falls down.

He Yu slightly lowered his eyes and looked at him——

what happened.

Looking at it now, he doesn't seem as scary as before.

Perhaps it is because many people will leave illusory impressions of some things when they were children. Those impressions are formed by the brain after years of precipitation, but they are not the original appearance.For example, the TV series I watched when I was a child always felt extremely long, but when I looked back, it was only about [-] episodes. Another example is the shepherd dog I was afraid of when I was a child, and I always felt that it was bigger than a tall horse. But only to the knees of adults.

Maybe he has such a psychological difference with Xie Qingcheng.

His eyes stopped for a long time, long enough for Xie Qingcheng to notice.

Xie Qingcheng turned his head and looked coldly: "What are you looking at?"

He Yujing paused: "See if my clothes fit you."

"..."

"It's really big." He Yu said, "Xie Qingcheng, I remember you used to be very tall."

Xie Qingcheng said coldly: "I don't think I need to use my height and shape to show off."

Then he turned around and continued to blow his hair, but his face looked a little ugly before turning his head.

At this moment, He Yu suddenly realized that his childhood nightmare was nothing more than an ordinary man, even a little thin. His white T was too big for him, and he could see pale hair in the hollow of his neckline. The skin, like a stream of water falling from a snow-capped mountain, filled the shadow of the clothes.

Strange, how could I be so afraid of him at that time?

Before he knew it, Xie Qingcheng dried his hair. Straight men are not very good at grooming themselves. He flicked the mirror casually, put down the hair dryer, turned around and said to He Yu: "I'll go first Yes. Your clothes will be returned to you tomorrow."

"No need to return it. I'm not used to wearing clothes worn by others. You can throw it away after you wear it, and it's old."

After talking about this point, Xie Qingcheng didn't insist anymore, and plucked the wet ends of his hair again, and said, "Okay, then I'll go first."

"Aren't you going to Xie Xue's side with me?"

"Not going." Xie Qingcheng said, "There are other things tonight."

"write thesis?"

Xie Qingcheng didn't have the social habit of hiding his private affairs, or maybe he didn't care, so he put on his watch, buckled it, and glanced at He Yu: "Blind date."

He Yu, who was just chatting casually with him at first, didn't react when he heard the words, he was still very absent-minded, and even secretly glad that Xie Qingcheng finally left with interest, but after a few seconds, the two words finally ran out of his ears The reflex arc that can go around the earth has reached the end point of the brain.

He Yu was slightly surprised, turned his head quickly, and opened his almond eyes wide.

Isn't Xie Qingcheng married?

Why are you still on a blind date?

Why didn't Xie Xue mention it to him?

Countless thoughts came up, and He Yu blinked, grasping a clue from the chaotic thoughts.

He looked at Xie Qingcheng whose half face was sunk in the shadow of the light and was very indifferent, hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Are you...divorced?"

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Xie Xue: He Yu, let's play a game. Let's each tell a lie.I'll come first, I don't like fried rice.

He Yu: I like men.

At this time, Dr. Xie passed by indifferently and heard He Yu's speech.He showed a very disgusted expression, and then walked away.

He felt that He Yu's red lips and white teeth were quite gay, and it was true.

Damn, straight male cancer can't accept homosexuality.