Case File Compendium

Chapter 205 You and I Are Very Sick

Three days have passed, and Xie Qingcheng was left at He Yu's home for treatment.

After He Yu returned to China, he has always been like a balloon full of hatred and anger, ready to be blown up at any moment.In his opinion, Xie Qingcheng favored Chen Man so much back then, and later deceived himself because of Chen Man, which made him almost die.But when he finally returned to the mainland after going through hardships, Xie Qingcheng was with Chen Man.Even a sane person couldn't bear such heart-wrenching pain, let alone him.

He suppressed and controlled himself... In the end, he failed completely. He vented all his disappointment, resentment, unwillingness, jealousy, and the feelings he had accumulated for three years on Xie Qingcheng.

And just like a patient with a fever must reach a certain peak temperature before slowly dropping down, after the lecture, the hostility in He Yu's heart seemed to have finally begun to decrease.

Now he has become patient with Xie Qingcheng. When he doesn't need to deal with work matters, he will always be by Xie Qingcheng's side. The two of them stay in the bedroom. Even if they don't talk for several hours, he won't feel uncomfortable.

But Xie Qingcheng's inflammation gradually subsided, but his condition was still not getting better. This was natural, because Xie Qingcheng was off his medication—but He Yu didn't know about it.

He inquired about the stern-mouthed private doctor he invited, but the doctor had never dabbled in the core field of rn-13, so naturally he couldn't tell anything, and only said that Xie Qingcheng was probably in a bad mood.

"A person's mental state is very important. You should spend more time with him when you are free."

He Yu stayed with him even more time, and would not go out if there was nothing important to do, watching him every day after eating three meals, drinking soup and medicine, and resting in bed.

But if it is said to be bedridden, most of them will have to go to treatment, otherwise Xie Qingcheng may want to give up at any time.

He Yu said to him: "You don't have to be so contradictory. As I said, when you recover from illness, I will personally send you home. If you want to leave early, you should cooperate with me and take good care of your illness."

When he was talking, he poured a cup of hot fresh milk, brought it to the bedside, and gave it to Xie Qingcheng to drink.

Xie Qingcheng turned his face away.He refused to drink.

He Yu's eyes were dark, he put down his cup and raised his hand, Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes, he thought what kind of violence was waiting for him——

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

Three seconds later, He Yu finally just stroked his hair.

Do nothing more.

In this way, some not too bad days passed, He Yu would talk a lot with Xie Qingcheng, and would sleep with Xie Qingcheng in his arms, and sometimes he would cook for Xie Qingcheng himself.

He made a steaming bowl of Yangzhou fried rice, put a lot of crystal clear shrimps, and sprinkled finely chopped green onions. Unfortunately, his craftsmanship was so poor that neither the salt nor the rice was fried. Ken touched it, and his expression was even uglier than before he had eaten.

He Yu also ordered small wontons in chicken soup once, but it turned out to be noodle soup, and when it was served, it was a pile of indescribable paste. Xie Qingcheng just took a look at it this time, and didn't even bother to move his lips.

After several consecutive failures, He Yu gave up on himself and simply asked him what he wanted to eat, and he asked the cook to make it.

"It doesn't matter. It's not what you did. You did..." He glanced at him. "I can't take it."

These words seemed to have some deep meaning, which made He Yu's face darken a little, and he became a little ugly.

But he didn't get angry, he knew that Xie Qingcheng was trying to make him bored, so he gave up earlier and left him at home for treatment.So He Yu sneered after a moment of silence.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Xie Qingcheng ate the dishes made by the chef, but the portions were not large, and he obviously didn't have much appetite.In private, He Yu told the cook that they should find a way to cook more food for people to eat. The chef even used the appetizer recipes for young pregnant women as a reference, and there were even hawthorn jelly and fresh pickled plums in the contents served. In the end, Xie Qingcheng still didn't buy it, but rumors began to spread outside, saying that Mr. He might have incurred some romantic debts outside, and he got pregnant after playing with a random woman. He wanted a child, so he had a mistress at home, and after the mistress conceived and gave birth in October, he would settle the bill with the other party.

"No wonder I haven't seen him recently except for the business activities that have been scheduled."

"Go home as soon as you finish work."

"I heard that you are often late in the morning..."

"Oh, the child must have been three months old, and usually they can't do that without three months."

"I heard she's a female star..."

"That's no wonder. That woman has never shown her face before, and she probably has to lose face. Mr. He and her will settle the money. Her pregnancy this time is like working. After finishing her work, she still has to hang out in the entertainment industry." of."

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a mess..."

The two people involved were unaware of the rumors from the outside world. He Yu said he hated Xie Qingcheng, but after having another relationship with him, he became a lot more considerate and gentle—although this gentleness was very sick. He wanted to control Xie Qingcheng all the time, he wanted to strangle Xie Qingcheng on his bed and trap him in his palm.

He modified the bedside lamp, which can create the illusion of the seabed in the whole room. The effect is far more realistic than before, just like Disney's 5D amusement project.There are large and small jellyfish floating in the projected sea water, and every 15 minutes, a giant ghostly jellyfish will cover the ceiling of the entire bedroom and float past solemnly and mysteriously.

"Does it look good?" He Yu asked him.

Xie Qingcheng's reaction was very light, but at least he gave a response: "...how did you do it."

"Mandela's scientific research ability is far above that of normal society, and it is easy to make such an effect."

Xie Qingcheng said: "You should close it."

"..."

"I can't see the bottom of the sea, I only see a room full of blood." Xie Qing said cold syllables from between his thin lips, "My parents', your mother's, Lu Yuzhu's, Jiang Liping's...all those things because of Duan the blood of those who died while smelling of the Mandela organization."

Xie Qingcheng said: "I have no way to erase my hatred for him like you did."

He Yu's expression finally became very gloomy, and he said, "...Xie Qingcheng, you pushed me to them with your own hands. What are you saying to write it off?"

Xie Qingcheng did not answer the call.

It was only when He Yu was about to leave the bedroom that he suddenly said, "He Yu."

He Yu stopped.

"do you know."

"Ok?"

"Actually, I'd rather you die then." Xie Qingcheng paused, and the second half of the sentence stuck in his throat.

——Then, after I have sorted out the teacher's writings, I will go with you.

These words are too fragile, gathered in the chest, too weak to speak out from the throat for a moment, Xie Qingcheng just stood there.He looked at He Yu's expression, looked into He Yu's eyes... After a long time, the heart-wrenching strange feeling finally made him desperately want to say these words.

But at this moment, He Yu suddenly smiled, with a bit of sarcasm in his smile.

He Yu said: "Of course I know, you have warned me a long time ago, if I dare to hurt others in order to achieve my goal, you will stand on my opposite side. This sentence is the ultimate justice, I have been thinking about it day and night for the past three years, How can you forget so easily?"

"..." Xie Qingcheng's lips trembled slightly, and finally pressed them tightly.

The few words that had gathered in his throat suddenly had no strength to speak out.

He Yu said with a smile: "I know you have always hated evil, and you are just and selfless. Maybe Chen Yan and the others asked you to kill me with your own hands. For you, it is not something you can't do."

Xie Qingcheng looked at him blankly.

The half of the unspoken words were completely dissipated.

He Yu left, with a look on his face that was almost to the extreme.

Xie Qing showed that he could leave at any time now, and He Yu didn't lock his door, so he wasn't under house arrest.

It’s just that He Yu’s bodyguards are too annoying. He can follow wherever he goes out. Xie Qingcheng tried it once. When He Yu went to the company, he went downstairs and walked straight to the door of the villa. No one stopped him, but the housekeeper asked him back and forth. Wherever he was going, he insisted on sending him to the car.

So He Yu did not restrict Xie Qingcheng's freedom, but he also took control of Xie Qingcheng's temper - Xie Qingcheng would not allow two bodyguards to follow behind him at any time, and those two people would not be able to drive them away. They are very polite, no matter what Xie Qingcheng says, they can be at ease and follow him every step of the way.

In the end, Xie Qingcheng had no choice but to tell others about this matter, which would only make him lose face even more.He didn't want his family to worry, so he just lived there anyway, and waited until He Yu removed the bodyguards, anyway, it was just a matter of these few days.

Every day when He Yu comes back, he will talk to Xie Qingcheng for a while, but the relationship between the two of them is too fragile now, and the result of the conversation is often simply to break up.

One day, He Yu couldn't stand it anymore, and finally said coldly: "You won't say something I like to hear?"

"I say whatever you like to hear."

"..."

"You hate me now from the bottom of your heart, so no matter what I say, it will sound bad to you." Xie Qingcheng said, "There is only one way to make you happy."

"what."

"Withdraw your bodyguards and let me go back." Xie Qingcheng said, "This way you can be out of sight and out of mind."

After being silent for a long time, He Yu sat down by the bed, grabbed Xie Qingcheng's black hair, and approached, almost eye to eye, nose to nose, gentle movements, but rough gestures, like a mixture of love and hate, terribly sick .His eyes swept from Xie Qingcheng's eyes to Xie Qingcheng's lips, and finally returned to the other's eyes, and said softly: "No. Only this is not allowed."

He touched the bottle with his hand.

"You're still sick, I'm very, very worried about you."

"..."

"Get well. Let me stay with you."

"If I don't want to."

"...I'm afraid I can't help you."

Negotiations still fell apart.

From this day on, Xie Qingcheng simply stopped talking to He Yu.When He Yu came home at night, no matter what he was talking to, whether it was chatting or scolding him, he would either keep his head down and read a book, or close his eyes and rest his mind.

Like a lunatic, He Yu said a lot of irrelevant things to a person like him who couldn't respond.

Sometimes He Yu didn't speak, just looked at him like that, his eyes were creepy, maybe only Xie Qingcheng could bear it.

The most uncomfortable part is the dressing change stage.

He Yu did not allow other people to apply medicine to Xie Qingcheng, he did it all by himself after returning home.Xie Qingcheng resisted at first, with a lively and embarrassed look on his face.

But after their cold conversation, Xie Qingcheng seemed to be numb, he didn't show any expression, he didn't give any feedback, and let He Yu apply the medicine for him, as if He Yu was a robot.

Cold violence hurts more than sharp knives.

Anxiety grew day by day in He Yu's chest. Once he couldn't help it after taking the medicine, he asked Xie Qingcheng sharply, "Why don't you look at me? Are you even unwilling to give me hatred now?"

He asked two or three times before Xie Qingcheng turned his glass-colored eyes and slowly focused on He Yu.

"I have no right to hate you at all, He Yu." He finally spoke, "I was the one who felt sorry for you three years ago."

"..."

"So I can't give you anything now. I can't give you hate."

Xie Qingcheng slowly closed his eyes.

"What do you want. Let you go."

At that moment He Yu looked at his drooping eyelashes, and for a moment he was so angry that he almost wanted to tear Xie Qingcheng to pieces from flesh to bones.But when he saw the drip on Xie Qingcheng's hand and the paleness on his face, he finally held back forcefully.

After turning off the light, he lay down next to Xie Qingcheng. The bed was too big, and the two of them deliberately separated the distance. There was nothing in the middle but coldness——He Yu stared at the ceiling with blood-red eyes.

He knew that what he did now would only make their relationship more fragmented.

But he just didn't want Xie Qingcheng to leave.

It seems that even if Xie Qingcheng is dead and rotted into dry bones, he still wants him to keep it.

Keeping it will make me painful, and the pain is at least better than the loneliness and numbness of those three years.

On the fifth day, He Yu came back from outside, carrying a plastic bag.Xie Qingcheng's fever finally subsided, but his complexion looked very bad, and he was listless.

He Yu: "I brought you some food from outside today, you should like it."

Xie Qingcheng raised his eyes mechanically: "My fever has subsided."

"..."

"It's time for you to keep your promise."

He Yu paused, handed him the plastic bag, ignored Xie Qingcheng's words, but said to himself, "Drink it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold."

"Your place is not a hospital, and I won't live here for the rest of my life."

He Yu was silent, and after a few seconds, he opened the plastic bag himself, and inside was an old-fashioned milk tea that cost two yuan a cup.

"Are you really going to drink some?" He asked him expressionlessly.

Xie Qingcheng: "No plan."

It seemed that all the forbearance these days had been piled up to the limit, all Xie Qingcheng's coldness, numbness, indifference, and self-enclosed... finally completely shattered He Yu's heart embankment.He Yu suddenly got up with a sullen expression on his face, quickly picked up the milk tea, opened Xie Qingcheng's mouth, and poured it in.

But his hands were actually shaking a little.

Half of the milk tea splashed on Xie Qingcheng's face, and half on the skirt of his clothes.

Tick-tick, sticky and greasy, like a entanglement with constant cutting and chaos.

The plastic straw hurt Xie Qingcheng's lips, and rose-colored drops of blood oozed out.

He Yu stared at it, and after a while, he threw the cup aside as if exhausted.

"……why."

"..."

"Why did you become like this for him? Xie Qingcheng? Why do you have to be like this!!"

"..." Xie Qingcheng raised his eyes coldly with blood dripping from his lips, "I also want to ask you why, He Yu."

"what?"

"Don't you have no interest in me anymore. Then, why do these things again."

"..."

"Don't you think it's meaningless, He Yu?"

"..."

"My life and death, my joy and anger, and anything about me should have nothing to do with you."

He Yu looked at Xie Qingcheng silently.

Xie Qingcheng's cheeks and skirts were still wet, and he looked very embarrassed.

But his eyes were calm, as if there would never be any disturbances again.

He Yu was more and more unbearable to be stabbed by the almost empty eyes.

He paced back and forth, circling in circles, sleepy and restless.

Then he suddenly stopped in front of Xie Qingcheng, his chest heaved mechanically and sickly violently.

"You owe me." He gritted his teeth and said to Xie Qing, "Because you owe me."

"You almost killed me three years ago. Now I just want to find a little memory of the past in you, can't I? So I'll treat you and sleep with you, can't I?! I just want to remember that feeling!"

"Then have you regained the feeling you used to have?" After a long silence, Xie Qingcheng asked him that.

He Yu's eyes seemed to be filled with blood in an instant.

scarlet.

"...This is my business." The tenderness of the past few days seemed to disappear in an instant, He Yu said abruptly, "This is my business, Xie Qingcheng."

"If I can't find it, I'm going to find it."

He Yu broke his promise, and after Xie Qingcheng's fever subsided, he still didn't send him away.

He has no guilt about this, because the door of his house was opened for Xie Qingcheng - Xie Qingcheng himself did not leave.

He ignored the fact that he sent bodyguards to follow Xie Qingcheng, he just told himself that Xie Qingcheng could leave, but Xie Qingcheng stayed here all the time.Since Xie Qingcheng kept it, does it mean that there is still some unseen love between the two of them?

Could it be that between the cruel relationship between the two of them, there is still an invisible entanglement.

However, it is undeniable that since Xie Qingcheng recovered from illness, every time He Yu went home, he was heaving a sigh of relief.

That tone would not be released quietly until he opened the door and saw Xie Qingcheng in the room.

On the first day, he was still there.

Sleep lightly in the Windsor chair in the bedroom.

The next day, he was still there.

Looking out at the lake and lawn from the window.

Day three, day four...

Xie Qingcheng still did not leave.

until the sixth day.

He Yu pushed open the door and found that the room was empty, the bed was neatly made, and the coat that Xie Qingcheng put on the back of the chair was gone.

At that moment, He Yu's blood froze to ice, he stood in the bedroom for a long time, he thought, has this day finally come?

He's still gone...he's still gone...

After He Yu was silent for a long time, he suddenly swept down the table full of medicines and injections in a rage!With a bang, bottles and cans were broken all over the ground.

He grabbed a handful of his forehead hair, rested his other hand on his waist, and panted with his head raised.

Is Xie Qingcheng still gone...

he still...

"what are you doing."

He Yu was startled, and suddenly turned around.

Xie Qingcheng was wearing a coat, and his clear face was neither blood nor turbulent. He stood at the dark red teak gate and looked at him.

At that moment, He Yu suddenly felt that an invisible hand opened his chest, and roughly stuffed his heart back into his flesh and blood.

Bang dong.

The heart skipped a beat.

bang bang.bang bang...

He Yu seemed to come back to his soul suddenly, he wiped his red eyes, turned around, and strode towards Xie Qingcheng——

He stood still in front of him, his hands were trembling, and he had to use all his strength to restrain the urge to hug the man into his arms.

"...Where did you go?" Even the voice trembled.

Xie Qingcheng's eyes flickered imperceptibly: "Just walk around, I'm bored."

He Yu opened his mouth, didn't know what to say, closed his mouth again, raised his hand, at a loss, put it down again.

Xie Qingcheng: "Do you think I went back?"

"...No. I..." He Yu said, "I'm just looking for something. I... I can't find it."

Xie Qingcheng looked at him quietly: "If you remove the bodyguard, I will indeed leave. I just don't like people following me."

"..."

He Yu didn't speak any more, just wiped his face.

It was Xie Qingcheng who won.

He could hardly pretend to be calm anymore to face this man.

He discovered that the existence of Xie Qingcheng was the most terrifying bayonet to him.

Even if he is half blind, even if he is crippled, this bayonet still possesses a sharpness beyond the body of its master, capable of shattering armor.

He Yu took a deep breath and didn't say anything else. He felt that he was going crazy to the point of losing his mind again, so he went to the bathroom, slammed the door, and locked himself inside.

That night, He Yu no longer slept on the big bed with Xie Qingcheng on his back.

For the first time in so many days, he crossed the invisible line in the middle, hugged Xie Qingcheng's waist when he fell asleep, and forced Xie Qingcheng to face him.

The night was very quiet, and one could hear the rustling of leaves outside the window, as well as the occasional snorting of two steeds on the pasture.

He Yu just looked at Xie Qingcheng for a long time, then suddenly said: "...Xie Qingcheng."

Xie Qingcheng did not respond as usual.

He Yu said to himself, "You already have gray hair."

"..."

"Have you discovered it yourself?"

He hides his unavoidable grief, just like Xie Qingcheng hides the sorrow that he cannot give up.

Xie Qingcheng raised his head indifferently, his expression was more numb than before.

"That is, people are always getting old."

"...you are not yet forty."

"But I'm tired."

"..."

He Yu was in a daze for a long time, and the expression on his face was gloomy, lonely, crazy, and in a trance for a while.

In the end, he got even closer, hugging the already emaciated Xie Qingcheng tightly without any gap.

Jaw rests on the socket of his shoulder, just like it always did.

But He Yu couldn't say anything soft.I love you, which could be repeated countless times with ease in the past, has now become a thorn in his throat and a ruin in his heart.

He didn't speak, doing such inexplicable things, Xie Qingcheng was also numb, and didn't want to ask any more questions.

One of them gave up on himself, and the other lived towards death. Their living bodies were piled up on the bed, but they were like bones under a spring.

Later, in the second half of the night, neither of them fell asleep. I don't know what kind of behavior caused the inner impulse, or maybe there was no incentive——He Yu just thought so, so he did it.

In this cold bedroom, on this night, he had another relationship with Xie Qingcheng.

Almost in silence.

It's like a kind of emotional breakdown that has reached the limit to vent.It seems that only in this way can he confirm that Xie Qingcheng is really still by his side.

Never left.

After going there all night, He Yu seemed to have finally found an almost deformed way of relief. He never took the initiative to say anything about sending Xie Qing back. He changed his mind and went back almost every night. At home, they should be entangled with Xie Qingcheng like a newly married husband getting close to his wife.

Now he is no longer so rude, neither words nor actions hurt Xie Qingcheng anymore.

But his heart is empty, and to fill the void, he will ask a lot.

When they were in bed, He Yu also changed from being very talkative to extremely silent. This became a cruel sacrificial ceremony. He kept confirming that he was still alive in this ceremony, and Xie Qingcheng was still with He has no separation.

It's just that both of them seem to know what was sacrificed in this ceremony, and they don't seem to know...or, it seems that they don't care anymore.

He Yu would regularly dispose of Xie Qingcheng's intercepted messages on his cell phone, which may be a kind of control for him, but Xie Qingcheng is a very high-minded person, and he has no such concept of being inferior to others. Coming here is equivalent to He Yu being his free secretary.

Or maybe he didn't have any desire to live in the first place, so he didn't care what He Yu did.

The days went by day by day.

Until one day, when He Yu went out, Xie Qingcheng was sitting by the window, looking at the sparkling artificial lake below, and the bedroom door was pushed open.

He thought it was He Yu, so he didn't look back.

Then he heard a cold voice: "I said why I can't find you anywhere these days. I thought you quit on the spot, failed the drug competition, and was so ashamed that I couldn't bear to hide, so I had no face to see anyone. It turned out to be Here at Mr. He's place, being raised by him like a woman, and you actually don't resist, you are happy and at ease, you really opened my eyes——cousin."