Case File Compendium

Xie Qingcheng only felt a bang in his head.

It seemed as if something had shattered suddenly, and it seemed that something had exploded violently and burned up.

He opened his eyes wide, and the rational strings in his brain were completely fused at this moment.

He didn't believe that He Yu could do such a thing at all.

He Yu hated people saying that he was gay the most. In junior high school, because a boy confessed to him and gave him roses, he even broke someone's calf bone.

But now he is in full view of everyone, in front of guests, waiters, bartender... and kissing him in front of everyone.

Xie Qingcheng was indeed calm, but this was beyond his tolerance.

His face burned hot involuntarily, and he was extremely shocked.

However, He Yu roughly kissed his lips, and the lips were intertwined. Xie Qingcheng didn't have his kissing skills and shamelessness at all. He suddenly came back to his senses, and just wanted to take this opportunity to turn his face away, but He Yu grabbed his hair and dragged him back, and kissed him harder and deeper.

For a moment, his breath was filled with the fiery breath of a teenager. Xie Qingcheng had never kissed anyone so intensely in his life, let alone in public.

Not to mention that he was the one who was kissed passively.

Not to mention that the one who kissed him was a student, boy.

When Xie Qingcheng came back to his senses, he was so angry that his whole body trembled, and his eyes burned red in an instant.

But where do people around think so?

They are a different social group from the movie theater audience, they are more open and love to watch the excitement. At this time, they have already stood up and applauded and watched the excitement with a smile.

"All right, both of you!"

There was also a little hooligan whistling: "Handsome guys, there is a love hotel upstairs! After giving us enough dog food, you two can go upstairs to do errands!"

How could Xie Qingcheng's masculine self-esteem be able to withstand this kind of stimulation, but as soon as he started to struggle violently, he saw that He Yu's thin lips were still wet when they were lingering with him. Only he could hear the voice and smiled softly: "Brother, I scared you. In fact, it's okay, it's normal in bars."

He touched him lightly with the tip of his nose: "We're just having fun, but if you keep making trouble, it's a joke. Do you want people to see the joke?"

"..."

"Anyway, I'm not afraid of losing face, I will follow you."

It's really dark in the bar, and the laser light was originally red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, shining on Xie Qingcheng's face, others couldn't see that his face was ashen.

He Yu rubbed against him gently again: "But if you promise me and come back to my side, I'll let you go right away."

"I just want you to die."

There was a kind of crazy light in He Yu's eyes that didn't belong to human beings, but he still smiled, but the smile was a little scary, and a little bit like a baby: "Oh...then I'll continue, let's put the whole set here. Finish it."

"...!"

If Xie Qingcheng's face was blue before, now it is completely white, deathly white.

Because He Yu's brain is not normal, his thinking logic is different from normal people, he is now in a state of giving up on himself, and no one knows when he will suddenly trample on his original bottom line as garbage weeds.

Xie Qingcheng used to look at He Yu's beautiful almond eyes, and could tell at a glance when he was joking, when he was hesitating, and when he was serious.

But now he looked at the pair of eyes in front of him, they were so close, but he couldn't see anything clearly, those eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and he could no longer see through the little ghost he was once familiar with.

He Yu is really crazy, his hands are already groping for his buckles.

The shouts around became louder, tables and chairs were tapped, and some people even raised their mobile phones to take pictures.

However, He Yu is still a human being at this point. He doesn't care if he is photographed, but his other big free hand directly covers the upper half of Xie Qingcheng's face. From his forehead, eyebrows and eyes to the tip of his nose, only his A pair of thin lips panting slightly and an upturned chin.

Seeing that he froze, He Yu finally smiled and said again: "Xie Qingcheng, come back."

Xie Qingcheng asked himself if he hadn't been afraid of anything, but at this moment he was really scared by He Yu.

It's crazy.

Does this person belong to this society?Is he still sane?

He Yu covered his eyes and kissed his lips again.

Xie Qingcheng didn't want to be kissed by him like this, so he suddenly stopped talking, and let He Yu passionately kiss that ruthless, thin and cold lips.

"..."

Xie Qingcheng was obviously so kissed by him that he didn't speak.

But the boy closed his eyes, rubbed his side jaw, and said, "Brother, if you ignore me, I will think you agreed."

He closed his eyes when he asked, but opened them suddenly after asking, staring closely at Xie Qingcheng's face, staring at the face covered by his ten fingers.Stare at those thin lips.

It seemed that as soon as the lips opened their mouths, they would be kissed roughly again by him before they could say no.

He actually didn't know that he hated homosexuality so much, and hated being treated as gay even more, but as long as he could get Xie Qingcheng's company, he would do such a thing without thinking.what is this.

Xie Qingcheng's whole body was stiff, he was stuck there, and the wooden edge of the bar that he was holding on with his backhand had horrific cracks in it.

For a moment, he really wanted to kill He Yu.

But in the end he restrained himself.

He Yu was in a stalemate for a long time, but he didn't get a clear rejection from Xie Qingcheng - because Xie Qingcheng's mind was almost dizzy, and he had never experienced such a nervous battle. No clue, don't know what to do.

But in He Yu's eyes, this is the default.

So he let go of Xie Qingcheng in the end contentedly, and pulled him into his arms with a smile in a victorious attitude, so that the surrounding crowd would not take pictures of Xie Qingcheng's face, with gloomy eyes, In the depths there is great joy.

He raised his fingers with a sick expression, but his movements were extremely gentle. The young man gently stroked the man's ear, no matter how cold and stiff the body of the man in his arms was.

He hugged him and swayed gently by the dance floor at the bar, as if a child had finally bought the long-awaited cake. He lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "Brother, you are so good, promise me gone."

"..."

"Then I won't embarrass you."

"If you are obedient, I will still be your little devil."

"..."

Creepy tenderness.

"This time, you have to treat me well. You can't lie to me again, you know?"

There was never a lack of excitement in the bar. After everyone watched a section here, other feelings were ignited there. After He Yu and Xie Qingcheng finished kissing, they gradually ceased to be the focus of everyone's attention.

He Yu let go of Xie Qingcheng, and Xie Qingcheng looked like he didn't want to talk at all.

For a person who is too calm, perhaps even such a strong stimulus will leave him numb after the aftertaste.

Although few people hold their mobile phones anymore, He Yu is a person with a strong sense of private domain. He doesn't mind others taking pictures of his face, but he cares about being photographed when he touches someone who has slept with him, so the animal belongs to the animal. The whole process He was very careful to shield Xie Qingcheng's face.

Now he took off his sports baseball cap, put it on for Xie Qingcheng, and lowered the brim of the cap.

He seems to be in a better mood.

He Yu said to Xie Qingcheng, "Wait for me here."

Xie Qingcheng looked at him with eyes that were too cold to be alive.

He Yu didn't realize it, and smiled.

He leaned over and said something to the staff behind the bar, and the staff nodded.

Occasionally there will be customers in the bar to compete for DJ jobs. Some of these people are out of love, some are for seduction, some are out of boredom, and some are purely adolescent boys who love to show off.

He Yu didn't intend to find out which type he belonged to, he just knew that he suddenly wanted to do this, so he did it.

He communicated well with the resident, walked to the stage, and took the guitar handed by the other party.

He Yu lowered his eyelashes, and under the pale spotlight, played a piece of music that Xie Qingcheng had never heard before. The lyrics were in English, and the melody was stretched and melodious.

The boy plays the tune with light fingering, and when he taps the string board, he will smile at the spectators below, with a little canine teeth faintly exposed on the side.

He looked at ease and gentle, playing a song that Xie Qingcheng didn't know.

The melody of the singing was soft, and the boy who was playing music on the stage turned his head inadvertently, and his eyes touched the face of Xie Qingcheng who was half hidden in the darkness.

He Yu looked at Xie Qingcheng from a distance for a while, feeling infinitely satisfied with the result, even though Xie Qingcheng didn't look at him.

Near the end, he lowered his head and concentrated on fingerstyle, finally put down the guitar, raised his head to face the spotlight on him, and slowly closed his eyes.

The dust was floating in the light, but it couldn't really settle down in a moment. The people in the audience applauded. He Yu felt very comfortable at that moment, far more comfortable than when he was a top ten young man who was strict with the rules. Much more comfortable.

He thought, what he wanted in the future, he had to ask for it directly.

If others don't give it, he will take it regardless.

He used to be too restrained and gentle, what's the use of getting praise and recognition, but in the end he tried his best to look like that, but still got nothing.

Unlike now, as long as he doesn't care about face, he can get anything - he can get it.

Clenched tightly.

Unfortunately, this sense of satisfaction did not last long.

A few days later, He Yu prepared everything, and even cleaned the guest room where Xie Qingcheng used to live. After confirming that Xie Qingcheng would be satisfied and comfortable, he happily called the other party and asked thank you When will Qingcheng come?

As a result, the smile that stuck to the microphone slowly withered away.

It became a frost that condensed on the corners of the lips.

What he waited for was the man's complete refusal after thinking about it. When he listened to the man's cold voice on the phone, there was even a little dust on his face that hadn't been wiped off after cleaning.

The man said clearly:

This is not possible.

Just as He Yu wanted to mention the photos, Xie Qingcheng was even faster than him. Before he could say anything, he said directly:

you send.If you fucking want to post it, you can post it.But as long as you dare to send it to Xie Xue, we will never see each other again, even the bed relationship will end here.Think for yourself.

The excitement suddenly dissipated, leaving only a disheveled mess.

Xie Qingcheng's meaning was very clear, everyone took a step back, and the bed matter was over. Anyway, for Xie Qingcheng, going to bed is a physical wear and tear for Xie Qingcheng.Xie Qingcheng had already looked at this matter very indifferently, He Yu couldn't hurt him in this way, let alone gain anything from him in this way.

Now it seems that it is He Yu who is sad.

Because He Yu lost himself.

But Xie Qingcheng did not.

After going to bed, after the initial psychological stress reaction, Xie Qingcheng could no longer be shaken. He adjusted his mentality and sometimes even regarded He Yu as a lady who came to his door.

Although he doesn't need this kind of service, and the lady doesn't serve like this, but this kind of mentality can let him return to the high position he is accustomed to.

——Going back to be a private doctor is not enough.

It was a matter of social status and employment. If he agreed to this, he would lose both body and mind to He Yu.And it was a waste of his precious time.

So he said no.

have to say.Xie Qingcheng's handling of He Yu was actually far more skillful than He Yu's handling of Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Qingcheng was right, in the entanglement of desire between the two, it was Xie Qingcheng who seemed to suffer, but the one who really lost himself was actually He Yu.

Xie Qingcheng is still the calm and ruthless Dr. Xie.

After receiving the other party's explicit refusal, He Yu was very gloomy, as if he had fallen back into the bitter winter from the warmth of spring and April in the world.

He was originally full of hope, even full of confidence, and he had already sat upright, waiting for the return of the person who abandoned him four years ago.

The result was a loud slap in the face.

The dream was shattered, again.

He Yu had to stay at home, taking the medicine continuously.

Sudden happiness and sudden sadness make people sick easily, and he fell ill again.

Mental Ebola disease is a serious attack once. He Yu felt that he was as cold as ice, but his body temperature broke 40 degrees Celsius. When he opened his eyes, it seemed that even the retina was burned.

He was lying on the bed and sent a message to Xie Qingcheng. He said, I'm sick, I'm sick.

I am sick Xie Qingcheng.

I'm sick, Dr. Xie.

no reply.

Xie Qingcheng may think that he is lying, or that his death has nothing to do with him.

All in all, he never responded to He Yu, and He Yu became sicker and sicker during this long wait.

He Yu didn't care, the personal doctor came and went, and changed several times, but none of them could relieve his symptoms.He didn't let anyone bother him anymore.

Lest he have to try his best to restrain the strong desire to hurt others.

He locked himself in the room, and there were several books on the shelf dedicated to rare diseases in the world, and he took out one of them to read.

In that book, there was a case called "ossification disease" that impressed him very much.

It is about a seemingly normal little boy in foreign countries. When he was six years old, he accidentally broke a bone while playing. The doctor operated on him according to the conventional treatment, but after the operation, the boy’s leg injury not only did not heal, but instead The swelling became more and more serious, and bone hyperplasia appeared around it.

In order to restore his health, the boy underwent more than [-] major and minor operations. Finally, the doctor was shocked to find that the boy's musculature was abnormal. As long as he was injured by the outside world, the boy's body would start a strong attack. The self-protection mechanism grows hard bones to resist external shocks.

"It's similar to frostbite, but it's more terrifying." Xie Qingcheng explained to him back then, "He can't be hit by anything, even the smallest degree. A normal person's bump would cause a little bruise, but his bump Bone will grow in the site. Slowly, the patient's whole body will be sealed by the bone and cannot move."

The boy in the medical record went through a long illness, watched his flesh and blood gradually harden into bones, and finally ended this painful life when he was in his 30s.

"Because of his ossification, doctors couldn't perform surgery on him, and he couldn't do even a little bit of harmful tests—not even a blood draw. So he had a wish before he died, and he hoped that the doctor could do better. Studying his case, in the future, if there are unfortunate people who suffer from the same disease as him, they can be cured and live a completely different life from him, so he chose to donate his body to the hospital." Xie Qingcheng said at that time "His skeleton is still in the museum," said the ecstatic boy.

There are also photos on the books. In the transparent and clean showcase, a distorted remains stands quietly, with his name, date of birth and death written on it.

And the sentence "When he passed away, the ossification rate of his whole body had reached 70.00%."

But He Yu focused more on another photo, which was in the display case next to the man's remains. There was also a similar skeleton, which seemed to be smaller in stature, and the ribs were almost all glued together. terrible.

"That's another girl." Xie Qingcheng noticed his gaze and said, "The communication was not developed at that time, and they were not from the same country. He didn't know that when he was enduring the loneliness that no one knew, in fact On the other side of the strait, there was a girl suffering from the same disease. It was only after his death that the girl found out that she had another person in this world who could take pity on her."

"However, that girl was very optimistic and did not give up her life because of ossification. She focused on fashion and designed many special dresses for herself to participate in activities... After she died, she also made the same choice. Later, people put their The remains are displayed side by side in the Museum of Medicine. They did not meet in life, and perhaps they could support and comfort each other after death—this is a bit of the vision of the director of the museum.”

Back then Xie Qingcheng closed the book and said to He Yu who was feverish and sleepy.

"Maybe there is someone who suffers from the same illness as you, but you don't know it. Maybe that person is also working hard to live, but you don't know it. He Yu, don't lose to others."

The young He Yu was in a daze with fever, thirsty for blood, but also weak all over. He sank into the soft thick quilt, squinted his eyes and vaguely looked at Xie Qingcheng's face:

"Then after I die, will someone be stored side by side with me in the museum?"

"I'm afraid your bones are not meaningful." Xie Qingcheng said, "So I suggest you, first think about how to live well."

But what is the meaning of living?

Some are for money, some are for power, some are for fame and fortune, some are for love and family.

And these things seem to have nothing to do with him now, they either abandoned him, or he has no interest in it.

He Yu played with a stationery knife casually, took the special medicine, but there was still no significant effect. He sat by the window and looked at the busy servants below. It didn't take long before he found himself imagining that he could not hold back their throats. Regardless of the cut scenes one by one, he turned his eyes away.

His hands were trembling, his pupils shrank tightly, but there was no expression on his face.

He pushed out the blade and pressed it against his own wrist. He was still the same as before, wanting to transfer the harm done to others to himself.

The scars and tattoo marks on his wrists have faded.He looked sideways for a while, persisted in the blade, and stroked lazily——

Nothing...

The voice of the tattoo artist seemed to be heard again: "This sentence is a bit long, it will hurt, why don't you change it?"

"fine."

It's okay, just this.

Nothing of him that doth fade,

But doth suffer sea-change,

Into something rich and strange.

He watched intently as the letters emerged one by one, blood trickling down like spider webs.He thought, maybe this is what Xie Qingcheng wanted to see, his karma.

Even if he died now, if Xie Qingcheng found out, he might set off a firecracker to celebrate...

The young man sat silently by the window sill on the second floor of the villa. Outside was a large swath of burning sunlight, which was so dazzling that he gradually couldn't open his eyes.He was in a trance, shaking his body, and then...

It seemed to be very light at once, and the evening wind blew across his face, bringing him a long-lasting tenderness.

He leans forward, falls...

"boom!"

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"!! Master! Master fell down!"

"Oh my God! Help!!"

"Call for first aid! Quickly call for first aid!!!"