Case File Compendium

When he woke up again, He Yu found himself lying in the whiteness.

For a moment, he thought he was dead.

He didn't realize that he was in the hospital until the beeping sound of the surrounding medical monitors reached his ears.

What's going on... Shouldn't he be drowned?

He moved a bit, and found that he had a drip in his hand, and it was inconvenient to get up, and the name of the hospital was painted on the bedside table next to him.

"..." It turned out that he was sent to a general hospital near the film and television city.

The events before the drowning coma quickly flooded back into his mind, which made He Yu feel dizzy for a moment, like a slight concussion.

Xie Qingxian is the No. [-] mental Ebola patient, the one with the most complete medication and the most stable life... Xie Qingcheng kept it from him and didn't tell him anything.

Xie Qingcheng has many things to do, he was the one that Xie Qingcheng didn't want to choose at the beginning, and was the first to give up later.

But...he didn't seem to have any position to accuse Xie Qingcheng of being wrong.

This man is someone who will use his life to extract value, and he doesn't pay attention to his own blood and tears.For this kind of person, what more can He Yu ask for?

"Are you awake? How do you feel?" Suddenly, a cold voice came from the side.

He Yu turned around suddenly, as if seeing a ghost, he saw Xie Qingcheng lift the curtain and walk in.

Xie Qingcheng's face was a little pale, and his blood wasn't that abundant, but his condition looked much better than He Yu's, at least he wasn't in hospital clothes, and he was walking freely.

He Yu was startled, coughed hoarsely: "You..."

Xie Qingcheng sat down beside He Yu.

He Yu was completely awake now.

He barely supported himself to sit up from the bed, looked around, there was no one else, this was a VIP ward.

"If you're looking for someone else, like your mother..."

"No." He Yu grasped Xie Qingli's wrist, and pulled the person who seemed to be about to stand up back to his side.

"If I don't look for them, I want you."

"..."

"Xie Qingcheng, you told me the things you said in the studio..." Xie Qingcheng was silent for a moment: "You don't want me to murder you here because of those words." He Yu stared at him .

"Then keep it secret and don't mention it to anyone." Xie Qingcheng was sober because he didn't drown but just caught a cold.

He looked down at He Yu's face: "This is good for you and me." He Yu could see that Xie Qingcheng actually regretted telling him everything.

Turns out they're both still alive now.

That's right, after going through that kind of thing, both of them thought that they would definitely die. Xie Qing now doesn't want to mention some of the conversations that happened at that time, which is perfectly normal.

——Drunk and nonsense, you will regret it when you wake up, let alone a confession of life and death.

Xie Qingxian looked very calm, without any disturbance, and made up his mind to close this chapter in a few words.

"It was Mr. Lu who found out that you were not here and looked for you everywhere. Someone told her that you had gone to the studio, so she brought someone here." Xie Qingcheng briefly told him what happened.

"It's just a little bit close."

"Actually, when they tried to open the door, you had already passed out from suffocation, but the drowning time was not long. If it took a little longer, it might be too late to rescue the water.

"Take a good rest." Xie Qingcheng was silent for a moment, and made a conclusion.

He has always been used to living with a mask, but at this moment, his mask has been taken off in front of He Yu's eyes, which makes him not know how to face this boy.

He could only finish his confession in such a stiff manner, as calm and calm as ever.

Xie Qingcheng didn't want to change anything, and almost ruthlessly wanted to put the mask back on his face.

But Guo Xiang has seen Yang Guo's face, so what's the use of putting on a mask?

The big brother's eyebrows and eyes have been clearly seen by the little guy.

He Yu sat on the hospital bed, a few strands of hair were messed up.

He could predict Xie Qingcheng's dodge, but he didn't expect Xie Qingcheng to handle his emotions so neatly,

It's like cutting out a dead nerve, cutting off a piece of useless flesh and blood.

He Yu was still immersed in a little sadness and emotion, but now his eyes turned red with anger, and he gritted his teeth: "Xie Qingcheng, you...don't you have anything to say to me?!"

"You just walked through the gate of hell with me, and you told me a secret that no one knows. Now I know that you are the same person as me. What about you? You haven't changed a little bit? "Xie Qingcheng also knew that there would be such a thing.From the moment they were rescued, he knew that when He Yu woke up, he would face such persecution from the boy, so he had already thought about the answer in his heart.

Although what He Yu said to him at the last moment touched his heart to some extent, Xie Qingcheng is a person who is used to low emotional feedback, not to mention that at that time He Yu said "hate him" and made him " live alone".

Then he is not very good at changing, he is a big straight man, although the academic study of psychology is in place, but the personal emotion is not pure.

Although he couldn't understand why He Yu "hated him" and wanted to give him the last chance to survive, since He Yu said so, he naturally received He Yu's disgust.

Not to be self-indulgent.

Moreover, He Yu gave priority to protecting the mentally ill, and even had the spirit of self-sacrifice.

He had seen this before.

He thought that it was also for this reason that He Yu chose to give him the opportunity.

So Xie Qingxian looked at him calmly for a while, and then opened his mouth. It turned out to be in a reasonable tone that could still drive He Yu to death—going round and round, finally prying him open.

As a result, they came back from the gate of hell.

Xie Qingxian's defensive boundaries were reopened.

Everything is back to where it started.

Xie Qingxian used the calm attitude of explaining to the child why the sun shines, and said to He Yu: "Why do you think I should change?"

"You never knew who I was, but I always knew who you were."

"..."

"So while you have to readjust, I don't have anything to readjust myself."

"..."

"The incidents in the studio happened when you and I felt that we were dying. This is the same as when people do something impulsively when they are drunk. Now the situation has returned to the right track. Those incidents are the last It's better not to be mentioned again."

"I put it this way, do you understand?" Xie Qingcheng finished speaking, and felt that what he had said was not bad, so he straightened up.

Of course, he didn't tell He Yu that the moment He Yu sank into the water and lost consciousness, he actually re-entered the water from the narrow platform.

He is used to life and death.

But how could he really be like Rose when the iceberg sank, lying cold and helpless under the night, in the sea, watching the heart of the ocean sink, the boy who was as blazing as fire was frozen into lifeless ice.

It was a weak girl who was Jack's lover.

And he is a big man, and he doesn't have such an unforgettable relationship with He Yu. There is only a pile of unexplainable bad debts between the two of them.

How could he let He Yu do this.

When He Yu was awake, he kept pressing against him to prevent him from getting down when he was weak, but after He Yu lost consciousness and opened his arms and sank, Xie Qingcheng took a deep breath and then entered the water.

He picked up the boy from the icy water, and carried him to the last narrow platform where he could still breathe oxygen... Maybe it was because of the exchange of several minutes, he and He Yu, the two of them finally got nowhere. Drowning.

But these things, Xie Qingcheng felt that there was nothing to talk about. He talked about sensationalism, not to mention that the kid's mental state is already very bad, and he keeps pestering himself. It is impossible to cut out the dialogue between the two when life and death are at stake.

So Xie Qingcheng thought about it for a while, and made sure there was nothing missing, so he said—"Okay, you sleep for a while, and then—" This time he didn't have time to finish.

Because He Yu is really popular.

When he woke up, he was in a calm mood, and he had a lot of understanding and sadness for Xie Qingcheng's resentment. Unexpectedly, Xie Qingcheng ruthlessly clattered a lot of truths as soon as he entered the room.

That posture was no different from when he was seeing a doctor and giving him an injection at his home.

He Yu was sad and angry at the same time, his anger gradually rose, and gradually he couldn't hold it down. Finally, he suddenly got into trouble and pulled Xie Qingxian over.

Immediately afterwards, Dr. Xie was dragged directly to the narrow single bed by him, and almost crushed He Yu's hand that was administering the IV.

Xie Qingcheng's pupils constricted, he didn't expect him to do this, and said in a low voice: "What are you doing! Crazy?!" He Yu held him tightly, preventing him from getting out of his palm.

Although the young man suffered more damage than him, his face was still pale at this moment, his lips were dry, and he was still wearing a pitiful hospital gown.

But this couldn't cover up the blood and ferocity in his black eyes.

Xie Qingcheng planned to turn his face and deny anyone.

He Yu thought this way, so when he just woke up, his eyes were still soft, but gradually they became very gloomy.

"Don't say I'm crazy," He Yu's hand slowly moved up and pinched the back of Xie Qingxian's neck.

The boy's crazy and stubborn power released for a while, silently forcing Xie Qingcheng not to leave.

Then his hand slowly moved to the corner of Xie Qingxian's lips again, caressing carefully.

His voice was muddy and extremely low.

"You too, crazy."

"..."

"Totally sold."

"..."

"Same as me." When he spoke, his breath got closer and closer to Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Qingcheng had never seen such a patient whose energy and strength were so unreasonable.

Because Xie Qingcheng resisted too hard, He Yu couldn't pinch him with one hand, and suddenly lifted the other one that was still stuck with the needle.

Immediately, the needle of the hanging bottle was poked crookedly, piercing the wall of the blood vessel, and a ferocious bulging bruise quickly swelled up on his hand like a wrong injection.

Xie Qingcheng undoubtedly saw it too, he felt that He Yuzhen was too damn sick.

He couldn't move anymore, and if he moved again, He Yu might overturn the entire salt water shelf to the ground.

Xie Qingcheng could only half-stay on He Yu's hospital bed, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "I'm trying to reason and you won't listen... What on earth are you trying to do!"..." He Yu's eyes flickered.

Got the point.

What is he trying to do?

He didn't want Xie Qingcheng to leave.But letting Xie Qingcheng stay here, facing this man's terribly calm appearance, would only make him more annoyed.

So he stared at Xie Qingcheng for a while, then suddenly grabbed Xie Qingcheng's hair and dragged him over, pulling him closer to him.

Then, it seemed that it was to prevent Xie Qingxian from yelling at him again, or Jack, who had returned to his soul, wanted to attack Rose on the floating board.

Get back a little warmth in the cold.

Or, he was impulsive, wanting to feel the same flesh and blood of Canglong as himself.

All in all, in the end, He Yu ignored Xie Qingcheng's resistance, and as if his brain had twitched, he kissed Xie Qingxian's lips with his heart full of sadness and resentment.

"?!"

"Don't move." This kiss was silent and fierce, because Xie Qingcheng was struggling all the time, he simply used the hand poking the IV drip to hug Xie Qingcheng to the narrow hospital bed, tossing the infusion tube Blood flowed back, and he didn't care, as if the blood wasn't his own.

He hugged him, let him sit on the bed, and raised his head to kiss him. The kiss was hot and hot like never before, as if he planned to use this method to wake up the only kind in the world who could understand himself.

He kissed him, so deeply, so passionately, but it was like a dragon on the reef whining, hoping to get a little response from the infinite world.

But Xie Qingcheng didn't respond to him coldly.

Xie Qingcheng really didn't have the slightest difference from before because of that secret telling.

He Yu only felt that he had found another dragon, but that dragon was like a rock or ice, no matter how he rubbed against him, told him to move him, or scratched him with his claws, the other dragon closed his eyes and meditated in the cold. In the mountain lake cave.

Let him mess around.

The air conditioner in He Yu's heart filled with resentment seemed to be getting bigger and couldn't be filled anymore.

He didn't even know what to do, he could only get a little bit of pitiful comfort in the entanglement of his body.

He sucked Xie Qingcheng's lips with his mouth in his mouth, poked in and pestered Xie Qingcheng, refusing to respond.

With the tip of his tongue, he used so much force and invaded so recklessly, the two people's mouths soon smelled of rust, but they didn't know whose blood it was.

He Yu breathed a sigh of relief during the kiss, and He Yu looked closely at Xie Qingcheng's face on the bed. When their lips parted, they made a heart-pounding sound of ungluing, but they were still so close that they could touch each other with a light movement. , an ambiguous and hot breath lingered between the moist and plump lips that were kissed.

He Yu's throat rolled up and down, and the color in his black eyes became darker.

He subconsciously wanted to use blood Gu on Xie Qingcheng again, but for some reason, as soon as the idea came out, he went down again.

There is one thing that Xie Qingcheng did not think wrong.

For Xie Qingcheng, the confession of the reservoir is just telling the stories that have been dusty for many years, walking from the dark to the bright light.

Nothing has changed except that one more person knows.

But for He Yu, things are different.

He Yu is equivalent to knowing a Xie Qingcheng whom he didn't know at all in the past.

No matter how fiercely he scolded, no matter how cruelly he spoke.

To say that my heart is not touched.

That's fake.

He just thought that Xie Qingcheng would stand calmly in such a long dark night, and personally bury those secrets that might bring him a clean reputation.

He felt that Xie Qingcheng was a lunatic.

Crazier than him.

It was more painful than him.

He really wanted to swim across, touch him with his wet wings, and hug him cautiously.

But Xie Qingxian didn't want him.

Xie Qingcheng rejected him again.

He Yu was not happy.

It's just that he no longer has the heart to force him with blood gu easily.

——He Yu has always been kind to the same kind. In Chengkang Mental Hospital, he even risked his life and rushed into the flames to save the trapped mental patients.

He is not willing to use his ability casually to coerce a person who can truly share his pity with him.

So he didn't give any instructions in the end.

He just gasped and stared at Xie Qingcheng's picky eyes after the first kiss, trying to calm his scattered emotions.

But the more he looked at him, the more confused his heart became. Finally, he closed his eyes again, put his arms around Xie Qingcheng, hugged him, and once again held Xie Qingcheng's lips that had been kissed warm and moist, deeply She kissed him deeply, as if she wanted to blend into one body with this kiss.

That way you won't be alone.

They're all...not alone.

There was no one else in the VIP ward. This kiss became more and more presumptuous because no one disturbed him, because he survived the catastrophe, because the man calmly evaded, and because the young man was aggressive. The temperature in the ward seemed to follow He Yu's movements. And climbed rapidly.

When He Yu's lips parted from Xie Qingcheng again, he was gasping for breath, and the color in his eyes became darker and darker.

The tip of his tongue lightly pressed against the edge of his lips, the red color of the tip of his tongue was between the white teeth, there was a kind of thrilling beauty.

"Xie Qingcheng..." He Yu rubbed Xie Qingcheng's red neck with his hand, keeping the noise very low.

"Whatever you say."

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, or you don't need any changes. I don't care about you."

"But I want some warmth."

"I don't want you to reason with me, I don't want your experience squeezed out of blood to guide me."

"I just want a little warmth from the same kind."

"..."

"You want it too, and I know you want it too."

"Can we stop arguing now, I'll give you mine, and you can give me yours too, okay?" Xie Qingcheng was asked while being kissed, and the kissed person was a little out of breath, but His mind was still very clear, he thought, can this fucking be the same thing? He has to give it to He Yu, what did He Yu give him? Can he ask for something like a young man?

For a moment, he didn't know whether to be angry or funny, seeing that He Yu's hands were swollen, he had just recovered.

But he stubbornly tugged on his clothes and refused to let him go, and felt that the beast was a bit pitiful.

But messing around here is really absurd, Xie Qingcheng patted his hand away: "You let go first."

"I'm not loose."

"release!"

"I don't want it." The conversation between the two went from tense to naive, entangled for a while, and He Yu went to kiss Xie Qingcheng's neck again.

Xie Qingcheng's neck was very sensitive, and he was kissed too closely and urgently, so he was somewhat speechless.

Xiu's narrow fingers grabbed He Yu's hospital gown, his whole body tensed like strings.

He Yu's kiss was devoted and moist. During the kiss, he closed his eyes from time to time, rubbed the tip of his nose gently against Xie Qingcheng's neck,

Occasionally, I stick out the tip of my tongue to lick it, and then suck it up with my lips and bite it with a smile, leaving a little bit of ambiguous blood.

At this moment, the temperature in the ward didn't rise, but it was so hot that it couldn't be melted at all. Everyone in it would be melted in it, and their flesh and blood would turn into water.

He Yu's emotions burned up, and he didn't want to care about the consequences anymore. He was already young and energetic, but Xie Qingcheng always didn't want him.

Under normal circumstances, young boys who have just started eating meat will have a big addiction in the first few months. Let alone once every two or three days with their girlfriends, sometimes even two or three times a day, but He Yu basically can only look at Xie Qingcheng's photos satisfy his cravings, and he occasionally eats them a few times: they have also gone through untold hardships and suffered a lot of grievances.

Before today, he was so thirsty that he almost died, and he had to hold back with a sullen face.

But now that after the catastrophe, Yu Sheng knows that Xie Qingcheng is actually the person he most resembles in the world, how can he bear it.

He longed for the warmth of his own kind, and the anger of the living, so he didn't care that he was still receiving a needle and wearing a hospital gown, and he wanted to press Xie Qingcheng on the bed with kisses.

Xie Qingcheng naturally felt that he was supernatural.

In the midst of confusion, suddenly—"Click." The doorknob was moved.

Xie Qingcheng didn't lock the door before coming in, so he moved the handle and the door was opened.

The man pushed He Yu away abruptly, his breathing was rapid and his eyes drooped.

He Yu was the one who reacted faster than him. He Yu directly pulled the curtains tightly, making it airtight.

He and Xie Qingcheng were behind the light blue curtain, breathing calmly and arranging their clothes.

People from outside came in.

At first He Yu thought he was a nurse.

However, after a pause for a few seconds, what came into his ears was a voice that he hated by conditioned reflex.

"He Yu, is there someone in your bed?"