According to normal logic, as a doctor and elderly person, one should give the other person the right comfort at this time.
But Xie Qingcheng didn't do it.
He lowered his head, covering He Yu's eyes and let his large hand surround his arm.
Xie Qingcheng said: "I tell you that He Yu. I don't have much patience for you. You take medicines like this, you self-inflict injuries, and I have exhausted all my patience by speaking to you correctly, so don't be insensitive and look at me with such an odious look. Close your eyes and calm down. Don't think about so much nonsense."
"......"
Xie Qingcheng's strength was so great that he repressed him. His words were not comforting, but it was as if there was a powerful force that passed through his hands and reached He Yu's heart.
He Yu stopped moving slowly, with his mind still very dizzy, and sat down, keeping the eye-folded position.
After a while, he blinked. His eyelashes moved under the palm of Xie Qingcheng's hand.
Xie Qingcheng felt that he had calmed down slightly and was about to relax when, suddenly, he realized that, in addition to the cuts of the wrists, he also had a small bruise on the side of his cheek.
Xie Qingcheng was speechless: "What's wrong with your face? ... Do you still get hurt in the face when you're filming?"
"...... I hit myself on a rocky slope when I was doing the scene."
"Do you think I'll still believe you?"
He Yu: "...... Forget it if you don't believe it. Go outside."
He Yu urged him, and due to the irritability, his consciousness began to be more and more chaotic again.
The young man's thin lips that were exposed under Xie Qingcheng's palm opened and closed, almost struggling to stay awake: "Get out."
Xie Qingcheng was very angry to see him like this: "I'm going to tell you for the last time, He Yu."
"Even if you think I don't understand you and I can't empathize with you. I am the one who tells you that if you are sick, you should receive treatment. That's no cause for shame. You can ask to relieve your pain if you feel uncomfortable, you can take your medication on time if you don't feel well, you can scream if you think it's bitter, you can eat sugar, no one will blame you if you ask for something sweet. You don't have to put pressure on yourself. And you shouldn't hurt yourself."
"......"
"You are only nineteen years old, He Yu. To put it bluntly, you are not even the legal age to get married, you are just a child. You can scream in pain and ask for a candy, and no health worker will laugh at a patient who is afraid of pain and suffering."
"You should be happy to have come back from the dead after all the danger of going to Chengkang Psychiatric Hospital, what does it deserve for you to be so unhappy?"
He Yu didn't say anything, leaning against the wall, with his chest slowly going up and down.
Xie Qingcheng limited himself to observing him, to seeing how his breathing slowed down slowly, how his breathing became calm. He Yu's eyes were covered by him, and he could not see the look of those apricot eyes at this time, but he felt that He Yu seemed to be fighting less than before.
Xie Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, raised the other hand and combed the wet hair that was scattered over the young man's forehead.
He Yu shrank slightly.
A clear touch came out of his hands.
Xie Qingcheng was stunned: he felt the palm of his hand get wet.
He couldn't be sure, and he didn't dare to be, because he had barely shed a tear, at most, he would have red circles around his eyes. Over time, he did not dare to lower his hand, and even wondered if he had misperceived it.
But what he didn't know was that his words made He Yu, who was already increasingly drunk, fall into the ocean of a dream from which it was difficult to wake up.
He Yu thought of Xie Xue.
Xie Xue had told him similar things.
When she was a child, she bowed her head and asked the boy that she seemed to be courteous to him, but indifferent.
"Brother, are you sad?"
"......"
"I have heard that my brother and your father know each other, he works for your father at your house, and we will both see each other a lot in the future. "
The girl said, taking her hand, "I tell you, if you are sad, you can ask my brother for chocolate, unless you have cavities and you can't eat a lot of sweets, he won't laugh at you and he won't reject you. I always ask you for chocolates, look! I even asked him for one this morning."
He rummaged through the pocket of his little flower garment and took out a milk chocolate, smiling wide, and slid the sweet and soft chocolate into the cold palm of his hand.
"Here you go, even if you have a big house, you don't have my brother's chocolate."
"......"
"My name is Xie Xue, your name is He Yu, isn't it? You ate my chocolates, so you are my friend."
"......"
"Be happy from now on. And if you're sad, come to me, I'm the best at making people happy. I can keep you company all day..."
Children are so easily satisfied that a whole day, a very long time, almost the same as a life in adult terms, is enough for them.
Thus, children will talk about whole days as if they were a fact, while adults, instead, will talk about life.
In his drunken state, He Yu thought it was still that afternoon ten years ago.
Both he and Xie Xue still had a long, long day ahead of them.
He Yu sighed, and after a moment, he suddenly tightened his grip, holding Xie Qingcheng's wrist. Inch by inch, he lowered Xie Qingcheng's hand, covering his eyes, without asking.
The warm light penetrated the young man's muted eyes, and at that moment, perhaps because of the discomfort of changing from darkness to light, He Yu's gaze seemed to relax.
Suddenly, he couldn't know who the person in front of him was.
He remained silent for a while.
Xie Qingcheng clearly saw his reflection in those apricot-coloured eyes, at such a close distance.
"Those words...", He Yu finally whispered.
He stared at him, with his eyes already cloudy and out of focus.
"You've told me that before."
Xie Qingcheng frowned, vaguely feeling that something was not at all right, the young man's warm and alcohol-laden breath covered each of his pores.
I didn't know that He Yu's mind was remembering the first time he met Xie Xue, and he didn't know that He Yu was almost delirious and confused. He only felt that He Yu's words were meaningless and inexplicable.
"I want to know now how long you can stay with me again if I'm very upset."
"......"
"How long?"
Xie Qing asked: "For God's sake, what nonsense are you babbling? ......"
"I'm asking you something."
"......"
"Answer me."
He Yu's tone at this point was already cruel, too arrogant, and the look in his eyes was not entirely clear. It was the look like a wolf, as if it were a beast, looking at a female determined to leave it. This type of look was something I had never exposed in front of Xie Qingcheng.
Xie Qingcheng instinctively felt a shiver running around his neck, and it was so hard that he even felt uncomfortable.
"You're drunk. He Yu, get up first."
The wine had a strong aftertaste and the more He Yu's consciousness returned, the more chaotic he became. He shot and did not let him go, leaning his face against his to look him in the eye, his look little by little mistier: "You lied to me, and you took me for a fool."
"......"
Under this type of glance, Xie Qingcheng felt increasingly tense, the primitive genes deep in his flesh and blood began to sound the alarms, feeling in danger.
He discovered that he could no longer communicate with He Yu.
He was like an island, his whole being was closed, he only said what he meant and refused to let others interfere in his heart.
At the same time, Xie Qingcheng realized that this is not the home of the He family, there are no fastening straps or special tranquillizer injections.
I really shouldn't be alone with a He Yu like that at all.
Now that He Yu had taken his medicine, he would fall asleep in a few minutes after the medicine had worked, so it would be safer to wait until he was awake in the morning.
Xie Qingcheng remembered standing up: "Forget it, then you can rest only tonight..."
Unfortunately, his understanding was too late, since his hand was held tightly by He Yu and he did not let it go.
He Yu stared him in the eye.
Xie Qingcheng's eyes were the closest to those of his sister Xie Xue.
Xie Xue's peach flower eyes were very warm, giving off at all times curiosity and desire to live. Xie Qingcheng's eyes are very cold, obviously the most affectionate eyes in the world, but they are swept away by their aura to create a sharp and cold look.
If it had been at any other time, He Yu would not have been confused.
Now I was in a depressed, drunken mood, and the hotel lights were not on, so I was sleepy and confused, not with the eyes of a sleeper, but with a thirsty person
He Yu looked at him and finally could no longer distinguish the real.
"Good. You're going to leave, aren't you?"
"What are you doing?"
Without answering, the young man asked again. "You want to leave, don't you?"
Xie Qingcheng separated himself from his hand: "What the hell are you doing."
He Yu lowered his head and smiled. Originally he was very correct and gentle, but when he was not controlled, the morbid and malignant aura of his bones emanated freely and recklessly.
Xie Qingcheng looked at the thin smile in the corner of her lips, suddenly feeling a shiver.
He got up abruptly, willing to leave, but his legs only managed to take a step before his wrist was again "trapped" by the young man.
Immediately after, before he knew it, Xie Qingcheng was being dragged by a powerful force belonging to a young man. He got up, grabbing Xie Qingcheng's wrist and surrounding his waist with his hand, recklessly pushed him against the table of a nearby tea bar!
The back of Xie Qingcheng's head hit the hard coffee table with a blow, and snarled, his eyes dizzy: "He Yu...!"
It was not surprising that he could not react, the attack was too fierce and fast, as if the dragon of his den was curled up in a deep sleep, ignoring the discomfort of the intruder, and at one point he ran out of patience, so he was able to leave. The dragon opened his frightening and toothed wings and nailed his powerful claws to the wall of the cave. The wall of the cave collapses suddenly, and in a shower of falling rocks, the sacrificial victim of his intrusion is violently pushed on the stone bed.
In the next second, he is about to pull the blood out of his veins and bury his teeth in his neck.
In fact, with the strength of Xie Qingcheng, it would not be impossible for him to free himself at this time. Unfortunately, Xie Qingcheng was too straight, reacted thinking that He Yu's bloody and irritable disease was about to attack again and could not think of any safe place, so he missed the last chance to escape.
The cable of the floor lamp was pulled by the steps of the two men, and the lamp fell on the thick carpet, shutting down. At the same time, Xie Qingcheng and He Yu stumbled and fell, and He Yu immobilized Xie Qingcheng in the centre of the table.
His breath was agitated and the alcohol was omnipresent.
In the darkness of the night, the only way to see the silhouette was through the city lights outside the window, and He Yu's eyes walked through it carefully, landing in those peach flower eyes that he knew so well.
At night, in drunkenness, many things were blurred, and when He Yu looked at those eyes, which were near, the cracks in his heart began to grow violently.
He lowered his head, and the resentment, pain, emptiness and secret love that he had repressed for so long, everything made its way through the sedimentary rocks at this time, turning into heartbreak, trembling eyelashes, and the hand that grabbed Xie Qingcheng's wrist to death, turned into tears that fell.
Where the lukewarm tears fell, He Yu didn't know.
It was Xie Qingcheng's fight that stopped.
He felt something warm falling on his chest.
"Hey Yu, you..."
Before he could finish his words, the young man who was drowning in tears, with his head hanging over his chest, suddenly took the back of his neck and looked with his eyes closed, his warm and slightly wet lips assaulted and they took his slightly cold lips.
"!!!"
Xie Qingcheng was hit by thunder, suddenly he opened his eyes. Time stopped and his mind went blank.
In the chaos, he could not perceive anything, and he did not even return to his consciousness when he drove He Yu away. He Yu was kissing him, with his warm breath. The strength of the kiss was something I had never felt before, intense and hot, anxious and sad.
It's not that Xie Qingcheng didn't kiss anyone before, he and Li RuoQiu had slept together, but he was quite cold and Li RioQiu was reserved. The two acted together as if they were doing, and there was a little spark of passion between them.
Now he was caught off guard by a fresh-blooded boy who squeezed him under him, detached against his lips and kissed him. He was greeted by the hot breath of a teenager. The kisses of young boys are not the same as those of adults, they are not very skilful and are terribly hot, their lips touch and intertwined. Xie Qingcheng fought instinctively, and He Yu held him firmly.
"Ugh..."
A young man's desire is too direct to be stopped, as if he were going to die defenceless if you don't help him relieve him. But if you can't get away, its heat will even be so rampant that it will melt your bones.
The nerves of Xie Qingcheng's brain broke in an instant.
He thought he was crazy, is this real or a nightmare? It was not until another tear from He Yu fell, this time on his cheek and ran down his face until it reached his hair, that Xie Qingcheng suddenly woke up from this shocking act of betrayal and rebelled violently. He Yu was not willing to let him go because he thought it was Xie Xue's double, so he strangled his neck, separated slightly and entangled him with another kiss.
Xie Qingcheng's strength was very strong, but this incident had too much impact on his heart. He didn't answer. He Yu had already earned him the advantage to repress him, and he even held him by the waist and took him to bed.
"He Yu" ...... Hey, you! Look clearly...... I... SHIT......" Xie Qingcheng was an adult man, and he couldn't stand this kind of thing. He left the room casually, still in his bathrobe at this time, He Yu's hand held his waist through the thin layer of fabric, rubbing his skin instinctively.
Xie Qingcheng's scalp was almost numb, although he began to resist, and he was also an adult man with a height of 180 cm. He Yu was younger than him and taller than him. It could look like a small rabbit with red lips and white teeth. But he exercised very well, when he took off his clothes, his abdominal muscles and strength exploded. It was actually very scary.
He Yu has had the advantage from the beginning, Xie Qingcheng was sober, but it was not so easy to free himself, and this damn is He Yu's first kiss.
A 19-year-old boy was a virgin, and had been sexually repressed for many years.
It was no different from a beast that has been sexually active for years.
Even if He Yu was drunk, sick and unconscious, he could still feel pleasure and excitement, and violently pulled Xie Qingcheng's hair, forcing him not to escape. Xie QingCheng was so aggrieved by him that his eyes were red, probably because of his anger.
The boy, who had tasted pleasure, didn't let him go at all. Feeling that Xie Qingcheng's fierce fight was not easy to handle, he simply removed his hand from his hair and moved it behind Xie Qingcheng's neck, strangling him.
Xie Qingcheng raised her foot and kicked her hard, but He Yu took it, and with this force, put strong pressure on the man who preferred to die before going to bed...!
"You...!"
Xie Qingcheng only felt the sky spinning, and his whole body fell on the soft spring mattress, and then He Yu rolled on it. Then he pressed him vehemently
Xie Qingcheng's chest tightened, the commotion was too big, his pupils contracted strongly ......
In bed, there were even a few He Yu high school uniforms that had been changed during his days on filming, unwashed and with the aroma of the teenager's sweat. There were also a few half-read He Yu textbooks next to the pillow, and this type of student bed made Xie Qingcheng even have the illusion that he was being raped by a high schoolboy.
He Yu could not really distinguish anyone, his consciousness was completely guided by desire, and he suffocated a deadly grip on Xie Qingcheng's neck, staring at him and waiting for his forces to run out. His energy was running out.
After about ten seconds, Xie Qingcheng's face was red from suffocation, and He Yu's eyes were frightening for a moment, as if he wanted to tear off Xie Qingcheng's peach flower eyes.
After that moment, he suddenly became particularly helpless and desperate. And he was stunned for a moment. He was surprised and slowly released Xie Qingcheng's drowned neck...
The air poured fresh into Xie Qingcheng's lungs, and he breathed hard and coughed violently: "Cof, Cof, cof...!"
"...... I'm sorry..." He Yu seemed slightly more awake, his eyes confused, and said to him; "Actually I... I'm sorry ...... it wasn't my intention ... I didn't want to hurt you... just ......"
He didn't know what to say, he lowered his head and slowly closed his eyes, the tip of his beautiful nose rubbed the side of Xie Qingcheng's neck, going on to lightly kiss the neck where he had left the marks on his fingers.
His hot lips murmured against his veins, "I don't want to hurt you..."
Xie Qingcheng trembled with anger and the blood vessels in his brain were about to collapse. He Yu kissed his neck, looked at him again and kissed Xie Qingcheng's lips with heat and without resistance, in an irresistible and obsessive way. Holding the opponent, his big hands were deeply immersed in Xie Qingcheng's messy black hair, forcing him to endure his kisses and looting...
Actually, he still wanted to turn his teeth off and wrap his tongue!
Xie Qingcheng couldn't stand it anymore, and he bit He Yu's lips severely, and the smell of blood spread immediately. He took this opportunity to turn his face, avoiding the young man's hot breath, and cursed He Yu:
"Are you fucking crazy? Let me go......! You've drunk so much that you're not sober of your head, I'm leaving!"
However, the hand that pushed against He Yu's chest was grabbed by the young man, and even his fingers were intertwined.
Suddenly, Xie Qingcheng had a numb scalp and got goosebumps. He Yu threw himself on his shoulder.
At that moment, three tears fell from He Yu's eyes.
They fell in front of his eyes.
The next thing he touched was He Yu's finger, which touched the contour of Xie Qingcheng's peach flower eyes.
Before Xie Qingcheng could open his mouth to curse again, he heard He Yu's soft sigh, his eyes were clouded as he looked at Xie Qingcheng's face and bent his fingers, touching the man's cheek: "Xie... ..."
There was a pause, and the voice that followed was softer and lighter.
So Xie Qingcheng only heard the word "Xie", but not the word "Xue" that he said later.
"......"
He Yu had already bowed, his wide shoulders pressing Xie Qingcheng under him, his head tilted to the side, murmuring gently on the side of his neck: "I like you......"
"I really like you..."
Translator's note:
This chapter was published and censored after a while. But I had already saved the raw ones.