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The brother and sister depended on each other for life, and left in front of He Yu.

He had a falling out with his brother, and it didn't end well with his sister-in-law.

He Yu was gloomy for a long time.

As much as he hates to admit it, he never seemed to have a very close relationship with anyone else.Even with his parents and younger brother, it was as pale as white water.

Only Xie Xue and Xie Qingcheng had the deepest relationship with him.

He didn't seem to be so uncomfortable even when he was in Europe.

Because at that time, whenever Xie Xue was angry with Xie Qingcheng, she would call him and complain about Xie Qingcheng's dictatorship. Can be vented slowly in this kind of dialogue.

When he was really bored, he would post a circle of friends that only Xie's brothers and sisters could see, pretending to have a headache.

He knew that as soon as he sent such a message, Xie Qingcheng would respond to him with "Take medicine" out of professional instinct, and then he could reply "It's okay." I'm so happy, it seems that the neuropathy has died in a short period of time.

But now, it doesn't work.

In this loneliness, He Yu started to get used to searching the Internet for all kinds of news about Xie Qingcheng, he read both the real ones and the fake ones.

He realized that although he was a hacker, he was far less capable of picking people up than those netizens.He actually knew a lot of things that he didn't know before.

For example, when Xie Qingcheng was in junior high school, he often fought in groups.

For example, after Xie Qingcheng's parents passed away, he actually took a break from school for a while and didn't go home. His sister didn't care, and seemed to go to Yanzhou alone. His classmates heard that he seemed to have gone to some nightclub to fool around when he was still there, and then something happened. I don't know why there is no news for half a year.

Of course, there are also some who are fake at first glance, saying that Xie Qingcheng's parents are gangsters, and Xie Qingcheng is actually the boss of a gangster.

In addition, things have become more and more outrageous. Various private information of the Xie family brothers and sisters have been leaked more and more, and more and more photos of Xie Qingcheng were taken outside Moyu Lane that day. , Walking on the road and being photographed, eating with Xie Xue at a roadside shop... There are even campus photos taken from his classmates.In the photo, the young Xie Qingcheng turned his face sideways, with a serious expression, it can be seen that he didn't like to smile very much since he was a child.

Boss He saved all these photos one by one and accepted them with a smile. As a reward for friendship, he hacked the information terminals of those people one by one, and set up an online Trojan horse.He is not interested in matters of public opinion, but as long as photos and private information of Xie's brothers and sisters are spread, he will cause the other party's computer to crash and their mobile phone to crash.

The virus program instruction written by Edward Heyu for this purpose is: spread such content to the device grid, and release such content to fully activate the program until the power board is burned.

No one can play wild with him in the field of Internet information. He is one of the top five hackers in the world, and even ranks first in technology, because he does not commit crimes, does not cause trouble, and only plays in the dark. Comprehensive ranking in the top five.

But there is no doubt that his methods in this area are terrifying, and he can do whatever he wants. No one can compete with his true strength, even the hackers hired by the dark organization in the radio and television tower case at a high price can only be crushed by him at that time. They had genuine devices in their hands, but He Yu intercepted them with incomplete pirated devices. If they hadn't used videos to distract him later, they might have had no choice but to kneel down and cry and call him Edward's father.

As long as you enter the information field, it is He Yu's world.

But the hacker teacher's dignity could not be maintained for too long - yes, no one has ever played with him in computer system security.

But he didn't expect that netizens' remarks are sometimes more vicious than his skills——He Yuqian simply cut off all transmission chains, and when he swiped Weibo again, he suddenly saw such a statement: "Have you discovered the recent virus? We found the problem, it seems that anyone who has passed on Xie Qingcheng's private information has been fucking tricked! Is Xie Qingcheng a hacker! "It's terrible, this man. "

"I don't think it should be him, but there must be someone around him."

"There must be someone! Wasn't the radio and television tower also a hacker before? Xie Qingcheng must have something to do with top hackers. You can see that the Internet is clean now, and his personal information is gone.

"Oh my God, Xie Qingcheng is quite clever. Maybe it was his little lover who did it. Didn't it say that he was gay before? Most of the hackers are young men. Maybe it's because of the doctor that he protects him. His little one Husband can't see him being fleshed." He Yu: "..."

He wanted to pretend he hadn't seen it.

The webpage has already been quit, but after thinking about it, I am not reconciled, so I went back and replied under the high praise Weibo of "Little Husband", "Fuck your mother." He bitterly clicked out.

He didn't protect him, Xie Qingcheng lied to him like that, looked down on him... He had just finished arguing with Xie Qingcheng, and he pointed his nose at him and scolded him like that, and he wasn't mean, why did he help him?

He is not Xie Qingcheng's little husband... What a disgusting name.

He Yu's heart was blocked again.

He felt himself being stung.

To be honest, he really didn't know why he bothered to do such a thing.

And he still often thinks about that bed incident recently.

He looked down at his left wrist, which was faintly brown with the scar from the failed tattoo.

Xie Qingcheng also has tattoos on his wrists, and the thin characters wrap around his wrists like chains and snakes.

When Xie Qingcheng grabbed the bed sheet impatiently, he once clasped Xie Qingcheng's hand, the two wrists rubbed against each other, and when their fingers were intertwined with sweat, the tattoo seemed to tightly wrap their hands Inseparable together.

He Yu was disgusted by himself again, he shook his head, opened the drawer and took a pill, and began to think about whether there was any way for him to wash his brain and hypnotize him to delete this memory.

It's really ridiculous... "Oh my god, I'm exhausted." At this time, the door of the dormitory suddenly opened.

The roommate who came back was a well-known playboy in his age, and his pursuit in life was to die on the gentle couch of girls.

And judging from the diligence with which he said to have sex with three Internet celebrities in the last day, this target obviously waved and smiled at him not far away.

"Damn it, the beautiful sister I met is hungry and thirsty, and she is not satisfied with my waist. I must have a big oyster tonic tonight. Brothers, look at my yellow and thin face. Alas, sooner or later everyone will die!"

The fat guy who played the game gave him a big roll of eyes from the fight: "Damn, what about Versailles? The drought died, and the waterlogged died." The playboy looked at the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the dormitory and took a selfie: "Oh, good I’m so tired, I’m going to make an appointment with another pair of sisters tomorrow.” The fat boy scolded: “Fuck! It’s one of the great unsolved mysteries in Chinese medical circles that you didn’t get the disease!” One of them was smiling, the other was swearing, and they were at each other’s throats. After a while, Young Master He, who never liked to get involved in such topics, suddenly coughed.

Fat Boy and Playboy looked at each other, thinking that He Yu had something to say about their vulgar conversation, so they fell silent.

Unexpectedly, after a while, He Yu put down the book, thought for a while, and looked back at Playboy, his porcelain-white face was indifferent, without any intention: "May I ask you something?"

"You, you say." He Yu sat gracefully on a chair with his legs crossed, with an English hardcover "Ode to a Nightingale" on his lap, but what he asked was, "Have you ever tried to date a man?" No wonder the other party was taken aback for a while, but couldn't recover for a long time.

After being silly for a long time, he replied: "No, just kidding, I'm a straight man, pure! Straight men don't know how to date men at all."

"He Yu continued to ask, his tone became more gentle, even a bit scary, "The straight man dreams of men, have you heard of it?" The other party was stunned again, and then said decisively under He Yu's kind gaze : "I haven't heard of it, who, it's too funny, this person must be gay. "

... "He Yu, let me tell you, if a straight man tells you that he has dreamed of a man, you must beware of him. There are too many such idiots in the closet these days? What's wrong with you? What expression?" He Yu Yu smiled lightly, curled his eyelashes: "...it's okay. It's nothing." No one could see the color in his eyes, which seemed gloomy in the underworld.

He Yu thought, this playboy's words are unbelievable, everyone is special, the first time a playboy is not on a man, so of course he doesn't understand.

But what makes him depressed is that his desire to feel that kind of crazy pleasure has become stronger and stronger recently, and he has dreamed of that night more and more times. evidence of crime.He thought he was really crazy.

When a teenager tastes the forbidden fruit for the first time, his blood is full of heat and energy. When he opens it, he is prone to addiction and can't stop.

Xie Qingcheng was the first person he experienced, so he would instinctively mark this body.Get used to remembering what happened that night.

He convinced himself this way, every hot and humid morning, he woke up, lay down on the pillow made by the school, and drew the blackout curtains.

He pursed his lips, lying on the bed in the dormitory, thinking of Xie Qingcheng's resolute and slender body, standing proudly in the dark and chaotic night, thinking of them like beasts in the rainy season, sinking deep in the messy and wet neck, he recalled the time at that time Then, sweating profusely amidst the sound of his roommate's snoring, facing Xie Qingcheng's photo, he vented silently and fiercely.

And in the sage time after that, he will regret it immensely, even into self-loathing.

He Yu thought, he was really crazy.

He was so addicted to depravity that one day, the boy actually felt that the man’s photos were not enough—after all, there was only one half-length photo and a few close-ups of his face. Relying on memory and imagination can't really satisfy people all the time.

So he picked up his phone, opened the blacklist, hesitated for a moment, and clicked on Xie Qingcheng's avatar, wanting to see if Xie Qingcheng had sent any news recently, and to have something new.

In the end, he discovered that Xie Qingcheng had closed his circle of friends.

There is only a light line left in the man's circle of friends, just like Xie Qingcheng's thin, tightly pursed lips when he is unhappy or sexually suppressed.

"He Yu stretched out his hand to touch that line, his eyes were dangerous.

In this world, there is no social software that He Yu wants to crack but can't, and there is no status content that he wants to see but can't.

Netizens called him the "little husband" who protected Xie Qingcheng's information security. He only allowed the state officials to set fires and not allow the common people to light lamps. It took him less than half a minute to shamelessly break through Xie Qingcheng's WeChat screen.

But after using the hacking technique, he stepped into Xie Qingcheng's circle of friends, and the "little husband" wandered around but couldn't find anything worth seeing. Xie Qingcheng hadn't posted a post for a long time, and the last one was still a school post. Retweet.

Yes, there is no status content in this world that he wants to see but can't - unless the other party really didn't send it.

He Yu finally turned off the phone angrily.

After a while of being in a daze like this, He Yu seemed to be quitting drugs, always wanting to quit this feeling.

But just like an addict, although his heart tells him he can't go on like this, his body can't stand the temptation, and it's too easy to relapse after feeling bliss.

For this reason, He Yu also went to the P site specially, browsed a few heterosexual films, and tried to regain a little self-cultivation of a straight man.

But that didn't work either.

In all fairness, the most popular actresses on P station are really good. They are good-looking, have a graceful figure, and have a nice voice. It's a pity that he was still calm until he finished reviewing all the high-scoring films, and even followed the performances of the actresses. He drank a whole cup of freshly ground coffee like a heartless film crew.

The reality he has experienced is not like that on the screen.

The memory of that night can be summed up as hot and humid, crazy, and cool.

He never knew that Xie Qingcheng looked tall and strong, but his waist was so thin. When he held his hand, he felt a thrill that would crush Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Qingcheng also has skin that tends to leave easily, and there was a strangle mark on his wrist, which couldn't disappear after being untied for a long time.

There is also Xie Qingcheng's voice, like the sound of a spring in a ravine, very light, but able to pierce stones, He Yu's hard heart was cut open by his deep, hoarse male voice, and he gurgled with enthusiasm. Outflow.

He Yu had never imagined Xie Qingcheng like this before - this cold and tyrannical pure man who always smelled of strong tobacco would lose his mind, mess up his eyes, and fall into the abyss of human nature with him like crazy .

It's so hot...so every withdrawal is a failure.

He can't quit him.

He Yu got angry with himself a few times, and was so angry that he deleted Xie Qingcheng's photo during the sage's time, but when he got emotional, he couldn't help but use hacking techniques to restore it.After recovering, he felt that he was too pathetic. This face, a half-body that didn't even have a waist in the photo, is beautiful, so what's the excitement? Combined with his mentality of "finishing two episodes" at the time, all this unexpectedly It is sensational as if before parting with the lover, after the lingering, leaving the morning sleeping face to comfort the desire and send lovesickness forever.It turned out to be more regretful.

But He Yu was so addicted in this melancholy, so addicted that it even hurt his proud self-esteem a little bit.

He couldn't help it, he couldn't bear the temptation of memories because of the confusing desire, so he wanted to use his withered lips to suck hard on the bone-piercing opium—with one suck, the sensuality of that night suddenly turned into The endless green smoke wrapped his body tightly in it, becoming a cocoon that he couldn't get rid of no matter what.

He Yu felt that he was really too sick.Hot poison, addiction.Who can explain? He is clear in his heart.

But that person didn't even have any vivid dynamics.What He Yu had in his hands was actually only those few pictures of incomplete beauty and desire that were taken in the dark.There are also a bunch of out-of-print photos that he searched from netizens and that he took off from the entire Internet at the same time.

It's a pity that the photos uploaded by netizens are not very good-looking, not as good-looking as I am at all.

How did you shoot it? Trash.

"Little Husband" was very disappointed with the netizens and was extremely annoying.

People's threshold will continue to increase with stimulation.

Finally, the visible and intangible "Internet Xie Qingcheng" could no longer satisfy the young man.

The boy lay on the bed in the dormitory, starting to regret it.He thought that when Xie Qingcheng was not suspended from his job, he only needed to drive less than 10 minutes from Shanghai University to the Shanghai Medical Office or classroom, and he could see that man every day.

He would be inexplicably frustrated.

Why had he been refusing to go before?

Why don't you drink water to quench your thirst if you take a look and you won't become gay?

If he had gone there at that time, he would have seen the man who had been crazy with him in the dark standing on the podium in a well-fitting suit.The mouth that once breathed broken and low breaths in his ears was speaking calm words and serious knowledge.

He Yu couldn't sleep.

Finally, after another night of thinking about Xie Qingcheng to release the pressure, the dead virgin who was addicted to the medicine suddenly got up, shut himself in the shower room again and took a long shower.

As he screwed on the dorm's cheap shower head, he lifted his head slowly, his eyes wild.

He thought, it won't work if it goes on like this.

The person who tied the bell needs to be untied, as long as he looks at Xie Qing's appearance more, and quarrels with Xie Qingcheng, it is best to be cheated by him again, then he will definitely resist him like when we first met , hated him, felt that the disinfectant on his body smelled bad, and wished to stay away from him.

Yes, it must be so.

This is the only way to crack it.

He Yu thought, he had to go to meet Xie Qingcheng again.

The opportunity came soon.

After a series of reshoots and post-production, the campus drama "Sickness" will be staged in the campus theater next Friday.

On that day, the theater will arrange for students from Shanghai University and Shanghai Medical Department to watch the performance together and present awards. As one of the person in charge, Xie Xue will definitely participate in this event.

He Yu inquired about it and knew that Xie Qingcheng would also come, so he even figured out how many rows and how many seats.

The reason why Xie Qingcheng came to such a lively occasion was because several hot news broke out in the big society recently. The theater is very spacious, with three upper and lower floors, and can accommodate thousands of people. During the process, the lights were dim, and no one would pay attention to him.

"Do you want to reserve a seat?" the senior sister who inquired about the situation for him asked him, "You are participating in a performance, so you should have a seat in the front row of the VIP, right?"

"I have friends coming." He Yu lied.

Sister: "Oh..."

"Please help me reserve the seat of B2230." The senior sister was naturally willing to help the handsome guy, and quickly used the school's internal ticketing system to give He Yu the ticket for the premiere of the school drama "Sick Students". open.

B2230 is the seat behind Xie Qingcheng.

He Yu held this ticket, looked at the time and date stamped on the ticket by the inferior printer, and silently had some expectations in his heart.

On the day of the premiere, he went to the Shanghai University Theater early and got a seat.

After waiting for a long time, the two seats in front of him were always empty.

The movie was about to start, and the lights were turned off. In the closed auditorium, there were only a few faint lights from the mobile phones in the auditorium. After a while, the big screen was turned on, and the advertisement began to play. flow in the hall.

Only then did someone get stuck in the theater.In the darkness, He Yu couldn't see Xie Qingcheng's face, but only saw his blurred silhouette, but only one silhouette was enough for him to recognize him.

But what He Yu didn't expect was that Xie Qingcheng didn't come alone.The little policeman who had been walking very close to Xie Qingcheng also followed him.