Case File Compendium

Today is the last day before the crew is dismissed.

Xie Qingcheng packed things in the room.

Halfway through packing, a greeting card suddenly fell out of the sundries.

He picked it up and looked at it. There was a message of blessing written on the greeting card. He remembered that it was given to him by the promotional girl on his first day in the group.

The little girl was about the same age as Xie Xue, and she was very innocent and kind. Xie Qingcheng came to the film crew with the dark history of the radio and television tower, and she didn't treat him differently.

But now her whereabouts are unknown, and her life and death are uncertain.

There is another missing little girl, although she doesn't have much contact with Xie Qingcheng, but she can feel her sincerity when dealing with others.

Xie Qingcheng took the greeting card and sat down, looking at the snow falling outside the window——

Jiang Lanpei, Lu Yuzhu, these two innocent girls... Although it is not sure whether the same criminal gang is behind the scenes, he has indeed experienced too many lives and deaths in the past year.

Xie Qingcheng is a person with a very cold personality. In order to overcome mental illness, he almost cut off all his emotional ups and downs.He cherishes life, but has lost the right to mourn for life's withering, and even regret is already too heavy a feeling for him.

But now, perhaps because the secret that he has been keeping alone all this time has finally been appealed to another person at the critical moment of life and death. Although Xie Qingcheng doesn't want to admit it so much, his mood at this moment seems to be slightly different from before. It's the same again.

There seemed to be thick ink in his heart, and when someone knew the truth, it was like pouring another glass of water into that pool of ink.

The darkness is still there.

The density seems to be diluted a little.

Let him finally recover a little breathing ability.

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes, and asked himself these days, he did feel his emotional looseness, which made him feel a little regretful.

Yes, what He Yu said was cruel, but everything was true—after he shared this secret with He Yu, he and that brat really couldn’t return to their previous relationship logically. I'm afraid it's going to be completely entangled.

Xie Qingcheng sighed and found it difficult to calm down.At this time, things were almost packed, and the clock pointed to past ten o'clock in the evening, but unfortunately he couldn't sleep.

So he opened a bottle of red wine for himself. It was a gift from others when he joined the group. He originally planned to take it back. Now that he thinks about it, it would be better to drink a little to relax.

The wine is good wine, sweet and mellow in the mouth, drink it by yourself, but gradually drink too much.

Although Xie Qingcheng is not bad at drinking, but he is intolerable to alcohol, and his strength will be lost quickly after drinking a little. Although his mind is still clear, his physical laziness is unavoidable.

The warmth began to melt in his blood, he held the goblet in one hand, and leaned wearily on the reclining chair of the hotel, his mood was calm, but that calm was a little depressed.

He drank more and more wine, and his body became warmer and warmer. He lowered his slightly red eyes and raised his hand to rub his forehead, but when he was about to get up to wash up, he heard the sound of the room card opening the door.

In the past two days, because he had to cooperate with the police to investigate too many things, he had returned to live in the crew hotel.

As for the person who has this authority to ask the front desk to open the door with the room card, he will know who it is after he has been soaked in alcohol.

Xie Qingcheng was a little impatient after being entangled too much, a little resentful after telling the truth, and a little restless after he couldn't think of a solution for days.With such emotions, he glanced at the people who entered the room, but it was probably because he drank too much red wine, and his vision was not so sharp, so whether he was impatient, resentful or irritable, He Yu didn't look at it. clear.

He Yu came to ask him when he planned to leave tomorrow, but unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the room, he saw a drunk Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Qingcheng became quiet and straightened up, his reddish eyes were still clear.

The waist and legs are also very straight.

He watched him from the porch.

Then say—

"Please get out."

It only took He Yu a moment of stupefaction to understand why Xie Qingcheng drank alone in the room.

He looked at him with a complicated expression, then turned his back and closed the door.

"Xie Qingcheng, you..."

"I invite you out."

"...Brother Xie, I don't think you need to be so polite to me."

Xie Qingcheng looked at him indifferently, it wasn't politeness, but indifference - in fact, he was upset from the very beginning when they escaped from hell.

But at that time, he hadn't fully felt overwhelmed, and didn't know how much he regretted telling He Yu the truth.

After so many days of precipitation, he finally had a clear idea of ​​his attitude.His level of regret was deeper than then.

——He clarified his heart, he was sure that he wanted He Yu to understand that no matter whether he was the "first emperor" of mental Ebola patients or not, no matter whether he told He Yu his secret or not, all of that was true Things that happen on the death line.

And the Xie Qingcheng who came back to life must be the Xie Qingcheng who has a clear boundary with He Yu.

He will not change his attitude towards He Yu because of this.

He also had to let He Yu understand this.

"You drank so much, is there something that makes you unhappy tonight?" It's a pity that the young man ignored his point, and he didn't care about his condescending order to evict guests.

He Yu approached him, with the coolness of the cold night still on his body, and the plastic bag he was carrying in his hand: "Sit down and talk. I brought you hot cocoa tea."

"..." He was really a child.

Who wants hot cocoa tea?

It feels greasy in the throat and mouth after drinking.

Xie Qingcheng walked over with a cold face, put his hand on the wall behind He Yu, and his eyes were slightly wet under the messy hair: "Go out."

He Yu suddenly reached out and hugged him.

Because the air conditioner in the house was fully turned on, Xie Qingcheng only wore a thin shirt, a home style, or silk and satin, and he could clearly feel the youthful atmosphere through the silk and satin.

Xie Qingcheng was sober for most of the time, afraid of waking up the people in the left and right rooms, he lowered his voice, his breath was hot from the alcohol, but his tone was cold: "Are you finished?"

But this time, He Yu didn't do anything to him. To Xie Qingcheng's surprise, He Yu just pushed him against the wall of the entrance, hugged him, buried his head deeply into his neck, and breathed. .

It is different from the venting of the rush of desire in the past.

It's not even the same as in the ward, the fiery demands after coming back from the critical point of life and death.

After thinking about it for the past few days, he met Xie Qingcheng in private for the first time, and when he hugged him, it was like hugging a life like himself.

The last person in the world who can empathize with him.

"Tomorrow the crew will be disbanded."

"..."

"Don't worry, I've thought about it. No matter what, I won't tell the second person what you told me."

Although He Yu is young, when he really wants to talk to you seriously, he is actually very reliable.Very stable.

The boy said while hugging the man in his arms.

He felt that Xie Qingcheng's body was very strange. He obviously had the blood of a man, his muscles were thin and well-proportioned, and his physique could not be said to be bad.

But when I touch it through the clothes, I feel that the clothes are too thick and people are too thin, as thin as smoke, like a soul, and I can't hold it. People can't help but want to poke in and touch the entity, otherwise the heart will be flustered.

As thin as if it would disappear anytime, anywhere.

He held Xie Qingcheng in his arms like this, and swayed gently on the spot a few times, feeling a little tender, as if he was afraid of losing something——

He Yu closed his eyes, he had already thought a lot before coming.But at this moment, he was thinking about all kinds of things in the past, thinking about the scar on Xie Qingcheng's hand, the secrets in his heart, thinking about everything that happened with Xie Qingcheng before, and thinking of the end, he remembered that when the day was over, They are about to leave here and return to Shanghai.

Then Xie Qingcheng will definitely not want to see him again.

He suddenly felt a strange pull in his heart, as if being strangled by something, very uncomfortable.

"I will definitely keep a secret for you. But let's talk about it first. After you go back, don't stay alone with Chen Man." He finally whispered into Xie Qingcheng's ear, unexpectedly very obedient, as if begging.

Xie Qingcheng pushed him: "Don't go crazy."

"Yeah." He Yu smiled, he was really going crazy, because just now he said such a sentence similar to begging, and now his eyes were dark again, he held Xie Qingcheng's wrist, stroked it down, revealing a Cut light cyan tattoo.

Again.

Xie Qingcheng felt that he might need a molar stick, otherwise why would he always like to catch himself chewing on it.

Sure enough, He Yu bit Xie Qingcheng's tattoo, but this time it was not heavy and there was no bleeding.

He said: "Then you can be alone with him, don't let me meet you. You are my kind, don't get too close to others."

"After thinking about it for the past few days, you came up with this way of getting along?"

He Yu: "This is my bottom line."

Xie Qingcheng shook his hand away abruptly, took out a disinfectant wipe, wiped his wrist in front of He Yu, and then threw the wipe directly on He Yu's face.

"roll."

He Yu hugged him even harder.

He buried his face in Xie Qingcheng's neck, rubbing the tip of his nose lightly.

The man who was drunk with red wine was very hot, the temperature was not usually there, He Yu knew that if he and Xie Qingcheng entangled indulgently at this time, the feeling must be unprecedented.

But he didn't do it.

In the spare time of these few days, he really went through his thoughts carefully, and he also had a new idea.

His feelings were not even the same as they were in the ward.

He had just recovered his life, and the joy of surviving made him eager to seek warmth and softness from Xie Qingcheng.

The eagerness at that time was all born of an impulse, more like a kind of inertia from previous behaviors.

It is different now.

Although his mouth was still as fierce as before, when he thought of how Xie Qingcheng had walked alone these years, and when he thought of the tattoo on Xie Qingcheng's wrist, he had cut it in the same hardship and helplessness as he did. As soon as the scar fell, he felt that there seemed to be some kind of sour and soft emotion in his cold heart.

That emotion became the knot that barely held him.

He really doesn't like Xie Qingcheng, but Xie Qingcheng is the only one to him.

He felt bad that Xie Qingcheng never chose him.

But looking at the past as a mentally ill patient, he can somewhat understand his past suffering.

——He Yu thought that there was not much sympathy in his new feelings for Xie Qingcheng.

But at least, he didn't want to hurt this person endlessly.

He didn't do anything out of the ordinary because of this, he just hugged Xie Qingcheng for a long, long time—even though Xie Qingcheng was still unwilling to hug him back.

So this time, it finally became their first peaceful farewell after their relationship.

When He Yu left, the look in his eyes was deep, but in the end he was restrained: "I've thought about it, Xie Qingcheng, I won't force you to do things you don't want to do in the future, right as you told me the truth Thank you later... I won’t torture you anymore, I won’t force you to do those things anymore, don’t be afraid.”

Xie Qingcheng smelled like wine, but his eyes were as clear as thin ice.

It's just that there seems to be some rouge under the ice layer, with some soft redness.

Xie Qing said calmly: "You really flatter yourself too much, I have never been afraid of you, I just think those experiences are disgusting."

"..."

He said again: "Since you don't plan to do it again, what are you doing in my room?"

He Yu thought about it, as if he really couldn't remember why he came here.

He said, "Nothing. I'm leaving now."

"Ah."

"Thank you Qingcheng."

"Ok?"

"...Before you leave, can you give me a hug too?"

Xie Qingcheng closed Xingyue's eyes, and said coldly: "I said, with me, our relationship will not change in any way just because you know my secret. My thoughts have not changed."

"..."

"You go."

If it was the former He Yu, it would be impossible to leave like this.

But this time, he stared at Xie Qingcheng for a while, and finally said nothing, as if he had already said what he needed to say.

He originally had a lot of hostility, which could be turned into his motivation to make him brazenly pester Xie Qingcheng.

But after thinking about it for the past few days, it seems that most of that hostility has been taken out of his chest.

He knew that Xie Qingcheng had abandoned him, left him behind, and knew that Xie Qingcheng had never included him in the choices Xie Qingcheng had made—but knowing some of the truth, it was hard for him to feel that Xie Qingcheng had failed him.

It is the behavior of a normal person to disappoint, and Xie Qingcheng has long since discarded his status as a normal person in the vortex of the whole incident.

Xie Qingcheng didn't even want himself.

And why stop for yourself?

Although He Yu is still uncomfortable, it is not incomprehensible.

So after Xie Qingcheng asked him to leave again, he really left.

On the table was the hot cocoa tea brought by He Yu. Xie Qing lay on the bed as if exhausted, raised his hand, and covered his forehead, eyebrows and eyes with his arm.

There was still He Yu's warmth on his body, very warm, but not what he wanted.He has lived in hell for too long, and he still can't get over the death of his parents, and he can't let go of the death of Lao Qin. He has lived among the dead for too long, and he is no longer used to the feeling of being close to the living.

It's better to be alone...

Xie Qingcheng fell asleep alone in exhaustion and confusion until dawn.

After Xie Qingcheng returned to Shanghai, he naturally went through a lot of troubles.

Zheng Jingfeng, Chen Man, Aunt Li, Xie Xue... Out of concern, they would come to ask him what happened. Although Xie Qingcheng was not very patient, he explained everything clearly.

Of course, what they knew was only the tip of the iceberg. Only he and He Yu knew what happened in the studio.

He Yu did not ask Xie Qingcheng to do that kind of thing with him again.

Although the young man's lust is very strong, and the melt in his eyes can't be hidden, but He Yu has always had more protective desire and sympathy for the mentally ill than ordinary people.He regards them as his own kind, so naturally he will not bully them more.

Xie Qingcheng originally thought that He Yu was just talking casually, but later found that He Yu really followed his word, and he was indeed a gentleman who kept his promise in this respect.

In a blink of an eye, New Year's Eve is here.

On New Year's Day, Xie Qingcheng received a message from He Yu——

"My parents are going back to Yanzhou again because they have something to do, but this time they let me go there together."

"But I didn't want to go, I said no."

"..."

After a long pause, He Yu seemed to be waiting for Xie Qingcheng's reply.

But Xie Qingcheng never replied, so he sent another last message.

"I don't want to be alone. Can I come to your house for the holidays?"