Case File Compendium

Chapter 217 Acting is Difficult

It took more than two hours for He Yu to come back.

Once inside, he took off his half-fingered gloves and loosened the collar of Mandela's uniform.Just by looking at his tired and bored expression, he knew that he should have had an unpleasant confrontation with Duan Wen.

He glanced at Xie Qingcheng, seeing that Xie Qingcheng's expression was the same as before, but for some reason his eyes darkened slightly.

Xie Qingcheng had a very strange feeling, as if He Yu was expecting something to happen to him.

But this feeling disappeared in a flash. Before Xie Qingcheng had time to think deeply, He Yu had already stepped forward and loosened the restraint on him.

"I brought you medicine." He dragged Xie Qingcheng to the bathroom, and slammed the door shut.

Just as Xie Qingcheng was about to speak, He Yu leaned close to his ear in the gesture of undressing him, and said with a sullen face, "Be careful. There are surveillance cameras here too."

"..."

Duan Wen is really perverted.

Since there is monitoring, the play still has to be full. After the necessary struggle, He Yu suppressed Xie Qingcheng and injected him with an injection brought back from outside.

Xie Qingcheng gritted his back molars: "What...!"

"It doesn't have a name, it's just an ordinary anesthetic." The needle tip pierced Xie Qingcheng's blood vessel, and He Yu roughly injected the cold liquid into Xie Qingcheng's body.

He Yu's voice was enough for the surveillance to hear: "After the beating, you won't have much strength to resist, and your physical fitness is only enough for you to walk, sit, and lie down. I don't want to be assassinated while I'm sleeping, it's that simple."

After the solvent was pushed in, He Yu pulled out the injection needle from Xie Qingcheng's blood vessel. The drug reacted quickly, and Xie Qingcheng lay on the cold counter, panting heavily.

In front of him was a mirror with a gold rim, from which he could see his uniform lying on his stomach in a mess, while He Yu stood behind him, dressed in an extremely oppressive black military uniform, standing with downcast eyes.He Yu waited for Xie Qingcheng's strength to be exhausted, and then he completely tore off the man's blood-stained shirt and threw it on the ground.

"Don't move around." Even though Xie Qingcheng's struggle was insignificant in front of him at the moment, He Yu still held him down, and his eyes moved inch by inch over Xie Qingcheng's scarred back.

It was the wound that was hit when fighting against the mechanical dog. The wound was not completely coagulated, and the blood was still dripping out little by little.

He Yu's eyes were dark.

Xie Qingcheng was injected with No. 2 serum and rn-13 in order to go to the island. The commander-in-chief told him, but he knew it was the same thing. He saw Xie Qingcheng injecting serum into his body desperately, and saw him With such a serious injury on the body, that's another matter.

He felt very uncomfortable, the anesthetic injected into Xie Qingcheng's body has the function of healing and repairing.It's a pity that I can't say more.

He Yu silently took out sterilized gauze cotton, iodophor, and tweezers from the drawer of the sink, and sterilized and cleaned the wound on Xie Qingcheng's back with a sullen face.His hand stroked Xie Qingcheng's slightly arched back, his movements were not gentle, but he did it very carefully.

Xie Qingcheng endured the pain from the iodine seeping into the wound, with fine sweat dripping from his forehead, he gritted his teeth and said in a muffled voice, "Mr. He really lost his mind."

"I arrested you to serve me. If you are sick and have a fever, what's the use of keeping you?"

After He Yu finished speaking briefly, he took care of Xie Qingcheng's injury and threw the used medical equipment into the trash can.Then he lowered his body, put Xie Qing into a cage under his body, stroked him, and deliberately made intimate movements for the people behind the pinhole camera to see.

But taking this opportunity, he has whispered a message to Xie Qingcheng's ears: "Don't worry, Team Zheng is fine."

The contact time this time should not be too long. After He Yu finished speaking, he grabbed Xie Qingcheng's hair, kissed his earlobe obscenely, and then forced Xie Qingcheng to stand up, in front of the mirror, as if teasingly A sentence came: "Officer Xie, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

As he spoke, his gaze still swung around twice at Xie Qingcheng's silver belt buckle.

Xie Qingcheng: "...Get out!"

He Yu smiled, he would not be angry with the beast whose claws were cut off: "I just injected you with medicine, and I don't know if the dose was too much, let me help you, in case you don't have the strength."

Xie Qingcheng's response was more ruthless than just saying: "Get out."

"...Officer Xie's character is still very hot." He Yu smiled slightly, "You really treat my place as your own? You're not welcome at all."

Xie Qingcheng said again: "Let's go."

But seeing that the coldness in Xie Qingcheng's eyes was not a disguise, He Yu finally went out, but lowered his eyelashes before closing the door, and glanced at the zipper intentionally or unintentionally.

Xie Qingcheng was injected with drugs again, and he always had the strength to close the door, so he slammed the door shut.

"You can tell me if you really can't hold it anymore." He Yu said leisurely outside the door, "Seeing the relationship between the two of us before, I'm very willing to come in and help you—"

Before he could speak, there was a sound from the door. It was Xie Qingcheng who smashed something in the bathroom on the door panel, stopping He Yu's voice.

He Yu still couldn't stay in the room for too long this time, he came back temporarily, in fact, to finish injecting medicine for Xie Qingcheng and treat the wound.Not long after these things were done, he left, and Duan Wen still had something to look for him.

During this time, Xie Qingcheng was trapped alone in He Yu's room, unable to go anywhere.

Because he knew that the room was being monitored, Xie Qingcheng couldn't be too calm. He paced back and forth indoors, smashed some decorations in He Yu's house, threw some books on He Yu's bookshelf, and tried to go out several times, but failed. Unable to open door or windows.In the end, he lost his temper silently, as if he had exhausted the remaining battery, and sat on the armchair by the window, with his head down, and there was no further movement.

Although this kind of acting skills cannot be said to be perfect, Xie Qingcheng's personality is very cold, not easy to get angry, let alone lose control, and in the eyes of the monitors, it is probably not abnormal.

Xie Qingcheng leaned back on the chair, like an actor after the curtain call, slowly recovering his physical strength and spirit.Now that he can finally calm down and sort out everything that happened, he has many questions in his mind—such as what is going on with the "violent killing" robot, and what does He Yu mean by "my mother is still alive".

He is waiting for an answer.

He needed to wait for He Yu to come back after finishing his work, and then find a chance to ask in detail.

But maybe it was because he had experienced too many things, or maybe it was because the room he was in at the moment was exactly the same as the guest room in He Zhai where he lived before. Xie Qingcheng had waited for too long and fell into a light sleep unconsciously. In this light sleep, he had a dream.

In the dream, he returned to He's house many years ago.

He stood in front of the desk in the guest room, put the "Rare Diseases in the World" encyclopedia that he had just written his message on the corner of the desk, then pulled the suitcase, walked out of the room, and closed the bedroom door.

The door was engraved with endless Xia patterns, he took a last look, and left this place along the long corridor.

——This is the day he left the He family.

The pulleys of the suitcase rolled on the ground, and he went downstairs, ready to go to the door.However, different from reality, this time he dreamed of eight-year-old He Yu standing on the grass and looking at him.

"Sir." The boy called him, and then slowly approached him, "Your things fell."

The boy raised his hand and handed him a light white gauze.

Xie Qingcheng was taken aback for a moment, he found that his suitcase was missing, and what he was holding in his hand was a bunch of Endless Summer that he was holding when he first met.

"Sir." Little He Yu reminded him again and again, "Your things have been lost."

"..." Xie Qingcheng hesitated, and raised his hand to take the veil. At this moment, the wind suddenly blew up, making his eyes blurred. When he could see things clearly again, He Yu had already gone.

What he held in his hand was no longer a light gauze, but a stack of white paper that was neither thin nor thick, with a line of beautiful characters written on the top of the white paper.

It's He Yu's suicide note...

"Comrade officers..."

The words that he never wanted to see appeared before his eyes in the depths of the dream, and Xie Qingcheng's heart felt as if it had been injected with the injection of dissolving power, and even the strength to beat was exhausted.

He felt pain, but couldn't shed tears, and the corners of his eyes hurt like they were being torn.

The lines of words on the suicide note turned into a net of heaven and earth, trapping him in it——

"I'm only 20 years old, I have someone I like, and I don't want to die yet."

"I mention the names of these two police officers here in the hope that after my death, you can use the evidence at hand to thoroughly investigate the past. They have passed away for 20 years, and no justice has been ushered in."

"This incident is shocking every step of the way, and it is easy to make mistakes. I may never be able to get rid of the crime, or I may be buried directly in the vast ocean. If this is the case..."

Those words were imprinted deep in Xie Qingcheng's mind like a curse. Even after many years, he still chased after Xie Qingcheng and bit his neck with sharp teeth.

"—I don't want the person who treats me best in this world to feel sad for me."

Blood splattered from the heart.

"He Yu!!" Xie Qingcheng woke up suddenly, gasping for breath, the back was covered with cold sweat, soaking the wound so much that it hurt.

The sky outside the window had brightened, and now it was dark again.

The wall clock on the wall pointed to eleven o'clock. He was so tired that this nap on the soft seat turned into a deep sleep in the end, and he didn't wake up until midnight.

While he was dizzy, he saw a slender and handsome figure leaning against the window.

He Yu had already returned, and was staring out of the window in a daze, when he heard the movement, he turned his face sideways, letting the moonlight cast a layer of silver on his side face: "Did you have a nightmare?"

"..." Xie Qingcheng opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, his heart was still beating in his chest, as if he was about to break free from his rib cage and rush out.

He closed his eyes.

He Yu walked to him, lowered his eyes and looked down at him. After a while, He Yu suddenly pulled him up from the soft armchair, hugged him roughly, and pushed him to the window beside the desk, Press him against the window and start kissing him passionately.The sound of heavy breathing, the sound of ruffled clothes, and the heartbeats of the two men changed from light to heavy in this room where you could hear needles falling.

"What did you dream about?" He Yu's kiss was like a butterfly, perched on the side of Xie Qingcheng's neck, his lips moved lightly, trying to stir up a storm from Xie Qingcheng's heart, "Why did you call me by my name? "

Xie Qingcheng just woke up, with no strength in his body at all. Once he relaxed, the side effects of RN-13 and No. 2 serum also attacked. On the 2nd, the pregnancy reaction at that time affected him who was on the medication. Now he is a little tired even standing up, so He Yu can only hug him like this, and let the hot kiss go from his eyebrows, eyes, lips and neck until he is cracked. Deep within a broken heart.

"I didn't dream of anything... Let go of me." During the kisses that became more and more frenzied, Xie Qingcheng recovered his voice and replied hoarsely.

"..." He Yu paused, "Do you really treat my place as a vacation sanatorium?"

Xie Qingcheng didn't say a word, and he felt that nauseating feeling again, uncomfortable...

He is a doctor, so he naturally understands that it is not easy for women to get pregnant, but he only knew before that the No. 2 serum made him experience this feeling of weakness.He is a bit machismo, but at this moment he is so clearly aware of how tough and unyielding the bodies of those seemingly fragile women are.

He Yu's kisses kept falling on his ears and neck, with fiery breaths.

Xie Qingcheng took a slight breath and raised his neck, that kind of powerless struggle under He Yu's body seemed to cater to him.So he finally remained motionless: "What do you want?"

He Yu stopped and stared into his eyes.

There seemed to be only ruins in Xie Qingcheng's eyes, he said numbly and hollowly, "Do you still want to sleep with me?"

The voice was calm, like a tormented torn doll.

He Yu's heart was stabbed a bit, but because of the monitoring that might be checked by someone at any time, he still said: "Well, besides this role, what else can you use now?"

"...Anthony can't satisfy you anymore, can he?"

Do you really want to quarrel...?

He Yu froze more obviously, and his face sank. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just bit his back molars slightly, and he stared at Xie Qingcheng's face without blinking. It seemed that he wanted to see emotions other than indifference from Xie Qingcheng's face.

But not found.

He Yu didn't say anything more to Xie Qingcheng in the end, when his kiss fell again, it had changed from rude to tyrannical.He seemed to want to use this to vent some unspeakable pain in his chest. During the hug, he pressed Xie Qingcheng's back against the cold glass window, and his kiss was no longer like venting love. , but like the entanglement of hatred.

The smell of blood was thick, and He Yu's eyes were also scarlet. In the confusion, he dragged Xie Qingcheng to the bedside, and kissed him fiercely, the viciousness in his movements became more and more intense.

In the end, he and Xie Qingcheng fell down together, he pressed Xie Qingcheng on the soft Simmons, he lifted the snow-white quilt, wrapped them both under the waves, and shrouded them in darkness.

At this time, Xie Qingcheng gradually couldn't tell whether these actions of He Yu came from his heart, or they were done for Duan Wen's attention.

He only felt that his heart became heavier in these reactions of He Yu, and it was hard to beat like lead. He could feel the emotional truth of He Yu, no matter what purpose He Yu made it for. His behavior and that kind of hatred were not faked.

So Xie Qingcheng tightly clutched He Yu's wrist, so desperate and so hard, as if even if he was going to lose all his strength, he would use up the last bit of strength to hold him.He seemed to want to stop him, but also seemed to be begging him.

Xie Qingcheng was in the absolutely safe world covered by the quilt, and couldn't see He Yu's face at all. It was too dark around him, and he was almost half-blind. Thinking of what He Yu said before - besides this role, what use is there for you now?

Whether it's real or staged, doesn't seem to matter at this moment.

Xie Qingcheng had been stimulated in his dream, but at this moment, this body that carried too much weight was finally torn to pieces by these words.

The overdose injection of RN-13, the follow-up side effects of the No. 2 serum, the mystery of the violent killing robot, Lao Zheng was taken away... There is too much pressure and guilt on him... Xie Qingcheng suddenly wants to push away like crazy He Yu, but on the one hand, he held He Yu's hand tightly and refused to let go.

He seems to have broken down.

He finally broke down.

The reaction on my body...it hurts.

Heart wounds, pain.

His body is like a sponge soaked in pain, and all the pain and torture are drilling into his body.He can't ask for forgiveness, so he can't tell the truth, he has nothing... nothing...

Father, mother, Lao Qin, Xie Xue...

He Yu...

They all left him.

never come back.

Xie Qingcheng went crazy in pain, panicked with nausea, collapsed as if he was about to die.He wanted to scream, howl, but he couldn't make any sound... nothing! !A broken whimper finally came out of his throat, and he unconsciously grabbed He Yu's hand and the quilt.

black.

All around is black.

His lips opened and closed in the darkness, and kept opening and closing, but he couldn't make too loud a sound.

He Yu didn't expect him to be like this suddenly, so he was also stunned. He panicked, and couldn't help calling his name while getting close to him. He got very close. After listening to it several times, he finally heard Xie Qingcheng's faint voice. Inaudible hoarse speech.Xie Qingcheng kept muttering:

"He Yu...I can't see your face clearly..."

The voice was broken and choked.

"I can't see your face clearly......!!"

He Yu's heart trembled violently!Only then did he realize that Xie Qingcheng's condition was really too bad, Xie Qingcheng couldn't endure such pain and continue to act such a scene with him.

Xie Qingcheng is a character in the play, he is not a spectator.

He will hurt.

He Yu was indeed carrying a strong sense of unwillingness at first, but at this moment, when he looked at Xie Qingcheng who suddenly went crazy under him, he suddenly realized——

In fact, Xie Qingcheng...is also a mental Ebola patient.

Having been a patient for more than 20 years, Xie Qingcheng has experienced a lot of pain and torture, but relying on his strong willpower, he suppressed and sealed the disease, and never had an attack.

And this moment...

And at this moment, Xie Qingcheng seemed to finally be unable to take it anymore. What He Yu thought was just a straw, but to Xie Qingcheng, it could trigger a shock like a snow-capped mountain in his heart.

"Xie Qingcheng..." He Yu finally came back to his senses, and he clasped Xie Qingcheng's slightly trembling hand with his fingers. He could no longer pretend to be anything, and the other hand hugged him tightly. Hugging tightly without gaps, he murmured in his ear over and over again, almost flustered, "Xie Qingcheng, it's okay! It's okay! I did it for Duan Wen...I did it for Duan Wen...I I didn't intend to humiliate you... Xie Qingcheng, did you hear me?"

"Xie Qingcheng... did you hear..."

He Yu hugged him tightly, but he didn't even notice it, even his own voice trembled.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, do you hear..."

"..."

Xie Qingcheng was pressed and hugged by He Yu, as if the little fire dragon in his memory had come back again, the little fire dragon who had smiled and said many years ago that I could warm your bed had swam to him again from his dream.

But the little Charmander was obviously smashed to pieces, and it will never stick back to its original shape...

Never stick back! !

Xie Qingcheng's eyes were lax and trembling slightly, while He Yu kept stroking and comforting him.

It was too dark under the quilt, but he had no way to lift the quilt and turn on the light, they could only hug each other here, they were safe only in the dark.

After an unknown amount of time, the trembling on Xie Qingcheng's body finally stopped slowly.

He Yu raised his hand to touch his face.

That cheek was full of moisture, which made He Yu's hands tremble uncontrollably.

"I can't see you anymore..." Xie Qingcheng said softly.

The sound was so hollow that He Yu was startled.

"He Yu...I can't see you anymore..."

I haven't seen you since the night of the naval battle.

You hate me.

I am so unfeeling.I know.

So I dare not say it again, I actually miss you very much... I think of you walking up to me more than once, holding that piece of white gauze and telling me that my things have fallen.

Once lost, it will never come back.

You at that time will never come back...

His lips trembled and moved soundlessly.

He Yu felt uncomfortable looking at him, he hugged him tightly, the sheets under both of them were soaked with sweat from the entanglement.

He touched his hair and called him over and over again: "Xie Qingcheng...don't be afraid...we are acting...we are acting...I won't really hurt you..."

His voice trembled slightly like his body, the resentment covering the surface was washed away, and the deepest truth in his heart was forced out.

"It's okay, it's okay. Now that I'm here, you don't have to suffer from those injections, and you don't have to take risks anymore. You're safe with me."

"Good boy..." He gently kissed his sweaty forehead, "Those words are all lies... I'm here to protect you...Brother, don't be afraid..."