Chapter 149: getting out of control

Qingcheng Xie returned home with mixed feelings.

He is becoming increasingly uncomfortable with hurting Yu He, while at the same time realizing that he is unable to "help Yu He get out" as he said when he first confessed.

He gradually became so powerless, even as if he was slowly falling into it.

The highest temperature thing in this world, in fact, is a person's true feelings, where iron or ice, will eventually melt away in front of the sincere feelings.

This makes Qingcheng Xie feel uncomfortable, even dangerous.

Steel is his armor and weapons, and basalt ice is his heart. He needed them desperately, not the feelings of another person. This cannot be changed.

"Brother, you're back."

When he arrived at the door of the dormitory, Yu He was standing there with his backpack, wearing a white hooded sweatshirt with a heavy student look, looking at him so nicely.

"......" Qingcheng Xie gave him a look, and opened the door.

Yu He has not yet eaten dinner, into the Qingcheng Xie dormitory, first familiar with the way to take Qingcheng Xie to throw himself a mug to gulp water, very thirsty like. After drinking the water, he put down his school bag as usual, sat down on the thick carpet in front of the coffee table and started to write his homework.

Yu He has been like that since the Zhilon Entertainment case was solved.

Qingcheng Xie didn't take it too seriously at first, so he let him go, especially since the "blood compulsion" was known to Wen Duan's organization, and although Liping Jiang said that Wen Duan didn't seem to be able to do anything with Yu He at the moment, Qingcheng Xie was still not sure. He also took the opportunity to bring back the monitoring tape he had sent Yu He and changed it to include an emergency alert system.

Later, however, he became a little distracted by Yu He's presence. He opened the fridge, took out a can of cold beer, opened it with a click and took a few sips to quench his thirst - his alcohol tolerance was not high, and beer was just right.

The cold wine trickled down his throat, slightly calming Qingcheng Xie's anxious heart.

He turned to Yu He and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Yu He replied while doing his homework, "I want to eat truffle white asparagus."

"Where am I going to find you truffles and white asparagus."

"Then have the Ankang fish stew pot."

"I give you now fishing?"

"That ......" Yu He also wanted to report the name of the dish, a look at Qingcheng Xie hands of beer cans are impatient he pinched slightly deformed, so changed his mouth, " ...... that's all right, I'm very well fed. If you can't bear it, brother, it's okay to give me frozen dumplings."

Qingcheng Xie was really busy, and actually cooked a bag of frozen dumplings to feed the children.

"......" Yu He to the plate of dumplings, the face is heavy, some aggression, hesitation half a day cross can not chopsticks, want to order hotel take-away, but also think Qingcheng Xie will be unhappy, finally only reluctantly eat a few bites, how to eat how Feel not the right taste.

"Brother Xie, do you know how to make handmade dumplings?"

Qingcheng Xie gave him a look: "No time."

The boy looked more aggrieved.

As a matter of fact, Qingcheng Xie used to not to mention seeing Yu He aggrieved, he hated Yu He the most for a while, he could not wait to dig a pit to bury this beast with his own hands. But now he caught a glimpse of the lost expression on Yu He's face, it would be more or less unbearable. As if the father of the child to see the child can not buy a favorite toy and lost, like, heart is very unpleasant.

So Godfather's mouth moved faster than his brain, and Qingcheng Xie said, "...... Well, next time."

Said himself were stunned for a moment, regret.

But Yu He's drooping head stood up all of a sudden.

Qingcheng Xie and he said next time!

You know that Dr. Xie used to say to him that the next one is not an exception!

When Yu He was happy, the frozen dumplings didn't seem to be an insurmountable problem. He not only finished all the dumplings, but also found a bottle of fruit-flavored yogurt from Qingcheng Xie's refrigerator after the meal, which he would never touch before, and started to drink the milk with great pleasure.

Qingcheng Xie casually ate a few dumplings to pad some stomach, and then began to talk on the phone with the laboratory side, the terms are Yu He do not understand, but Yu He listened to it is still very fascinating, mainly Qingcheng Xie's voice is too good, low and slow magnetic sinking, very typical mature male bass, a little like the kind of mature male boss in the radio drama, listen to a long time The folds of the heart can be slowly ironed out by his magnetic voice.

A phone call lasted almost an hour, and after talking too much, Qingcheng Xie had a slight cough at the end.

Yu He thought about it, went to the refrigerator and found another bottle of yogurt, ran over and handed it to him.

Qingcheng Xie disliked him for disturbing himself and turned his face away, frowning slightly as he continued to talk to the person on the other end of the phone.

Yu He then opened the lid and came to his mouth to serve to home. As a result, I didn't expect to pass it too quickly and rubbed Qingcheng Xie's lips and side of his face.

That thick yogurt bottle mouth are covered with a lot of milk, cold touch, the white / cloudy things are splashed on Qingcheng Xie handsome and serious face.

Qingcheng Xie finally couldn't take it anymore, got distracted, paused the conversation, and said to Yu He, "Get your stuff off me, I don't want to drink!"

It is common for college professors to have a bad attitude, but it is rare for them to have such a bad attitude when their lips and face are splattered with this kind of imaginative stain. Yu He watched his heart stir and listened to more thoughts, subconsciously licking his lips. He almost wanted to go up and kiss him and lick the milk stain off a little.

The partner on the other side of the phone heard Qingcheng Xie here synthesis ah, purification ah and he was talking in detail, suddenly came to a sentence I do not want, froze: "What do not drink? Do not drink what?"

"No." Qingcheng Xie looked at Yu He for a moment and drew two tissues to wipe his face, "There is a friend at home, I was just talking to him."

Qingcheng Xie would never have considered him a "friend" before. This seems to be something to celebrate.

But that's not what Yu He wanted.

What he wants is Qingcheng Xie's whole person, and a whole heart.

In fact, since the dust settled, Yu He has been remembering the kiss that Qingcheng Xie gave him in the fire in the basement, before the line of life and death.

The unfeeling and righteous, know that you love me, however, the shame can not be given, it became a healing-like kiss.

Yu He remembers the eyes of Qingcheng Xie at that time.

It was beautiful, the firelight shining like a glaze, just looking at him.

It seems to say, "Sorry kid, I can't give you more affection.

Yu He was stopped from bleeding by him, but he also made up for it.

He broke my heart, but I was also seduced by him.

He thought, if they died at that time, he went to hell, the first thing to do is to Qingcheng Xie fuck, who let him seduce him, he did a flirt ghost can not let him go.

While thinking, Qingcheng Xie coughed again.

Yu He had no choice but to put the yogurt down and asked him in a low, hoarse voice, "How much longer do you have to beat it?"

"It's quite long." Qingcheng Xie looked at his watch, "You're really sleepy or go back to your own home, I'll make noise."

"An hour?"

"Two hours at the very least."

Like the uncle is this bad, uncles tend to focus on work, work will not care too much about other things.

The young boy had no choice but to go to the bathroom, he was so hot that he stayed inside for almost an hour, and took a shower.

There were still some pears and rock sugar in the fridge. Yu He searched the Internet for a recipe and was about to fire it up when his phone suddenly rang.

"Hey, Mom."

The call came from Zhishu Lv, who had been ordered by Wen Duan to take good care of Yu He: "It's late, still awake?"

Yu He cut pears with his phone clamped on his side: "Yeah."

"In the dorm?"

"...... I'm at someone else's house."

"Who is it?"

Yu He is not so eager to talk to Zhishu Lv.

His mentality is similar to that of a high school student who is in love and does not want to give his parents to know.

It was probably because he knew very well that Zhishu Lv and Jiwei He would not accept that he was in love with a man thirteen years older than himself, and that man was Qingcheng Xie.

So instead of answering Zhishu Lv's words, he asked, "Mom, what do you want?"

Zhishu Lv : "Oh, so, about your illness ...... and Zhilong Huang's matter, Mom has been thinking about it for a while, the heart is very difficult, just can not rest assured that you. The project in Yanzhou will soon be finished, and the next business is in Huzhou, so I plan to return to Huzhou to live there."

"......" Yu He cut the pears a moment, "You want to live in Huzhou?"

"Yeah, I'll be back next month."

Yu He pondered a bit, but actually did not figure out what sense of joy.

Zhishu Lv has been wishy-washy with him for a long time, and he is doing his best to ease relations with his parents, but the inner divide was created a long time ago, and he can't rely on her as much as He Qi can.

But he still asked, "And do you need me to do anything to prepare?"

Zhishu Lv smiled and said, "No, I've instructed the housekeeper to do it. But there is just one thing that I have to discuss with you."

"You say."

"I'm going to hire Dr. Dongni An as a permanent family doctor. The room that Dr. Xie had before, see what you have to pack, let's vacate it for Dongni An."

Yu He slender fingers holding a fruit knife, the tip of the knife hanging over the flesh of the fruit, the gesture of ripping open.

"......" he paused, "just now the signal is bad, I did not hear clearly, you say again?"

Zhishu Lv didn't hear the yin and yang in his tone, she always thought Yu He liked Xue Xie, Qingcheng Xie is only because of Xue Xie's face, to have a place in front of Yu He.

So she repeated with little concern: "I said, Qingcheng Xie before that house, let's vacate it for Dr. Dongni An, anyway, it is empty."

Yu He slowly cut down, the juice of the fruit sticky, oozing out, soaked his hand.

"Mom, when did I ever indicate that I needed a permanent family doctor?"

When Zhishu Lv stopped, she finally noticed the coldness in Yu He's voice as well.

"Yu He, I'm worried about you. I hope you will get better soon. Dr. Dongni An is an expert in this field and specializes in hypnosis and relaxation, with his help-"

"I don't think I need to rely on illusions to confuse myself." Yu He interrupted Zhishu Lv, "I want to use that room, please don't go in freely. Also, I don't need Dongni An to live in my house. If you let him stay here, I will stay somewhere else and I will not go back."

"You ...... what kind of angry words are you saying ......"

"It's not angry talk." Yu He said, "It's just the truth."

" Yu He --"

"I have things to do here, if you have nothing else to say, I'll hang up now."

He has nothing good or bad to say about Dongni An.

But that room, which he had always reserved for Qingcheng Xie, the door engraved with the endless summer, he did not allow anyone but Qingcheng Xie and himself to walk in.

Ice sugar stewed pear simmered slowly over low heat for an hour before it is ready.

Yu He carefully put it into a porcelain calabash and brought it to Qingcheng Xie's computer desk.

Qingcheng Xie was wearing glasses, checking the content while wearing a headset and communicating with his collaborator on the other end of the phone.

"Grand Professor." Yu He asked him, "It's been two hours, how long do you really have?"

Qingcheng Xie was so engrossed that he didn't notice he was still there, and was stunned for a moment: "You didn't leave?"

Yu He shook his head.

Qingcheng Xie thought he was sleeping in his room, so he asked again, "Did it bother you?"

Yu He shook his head again.

"Wait for me, there's still half an hour."

Yu He all gave him a good laugh.

This person is really tight all the time.

"Forget it, it's okay, take your time."

But Qingcheng Xie thought he was really here and couldn't sleep because of the noise, so he stuck around to end the call.

He sighed with relief and turned back to Yu He, just about to say something to him, when a blackness came over his eyes, and Yu He was already close, standing by his chair.

Immediately after, Qingcheng Xie's hand was stuffed with a warm porcelain stew pot, very warm, like the love desire that was chopped up and simmered to the heart.

Qingcheng Xie was stunned for a moment and opened the lid to take a look.

"Where did you buy the iced sugar sorbet?"

Yu He smiled and looked at him, not saying anything.

Qingcheng Xie And then take a closer look, the pear was dug up the bitter core, even the difficult to chew skin was carefully removed, Sichuan shellfish crushed hidden in the heart of the pear, the pear dipped in sugar water, sugar water seems to flow out along with that teenager's heart. Sweet and hot are nowhere to hide.

Qingcheng Xie came back to his senses: "You ......"

"I'm smart, right?" Yu He raised his eyebrows and suddenly raised his hand to cup Qingcheng Xie's face, "I learned it as soon as I could, it was too easy. You can eat it while it's still warm."

Qingcheng Xie : "......"

He suddenly felt that the porcelain cup in his hand was a little hot.

It was so hot that he could barely hold it.

He has ...... not even had such a delicate snow pear soup for twenty years.

This thing is too troublesome and difficult to eat, the entrance of sweet and bitter intertwined, the root of the tongue astringent, although it is a good medicine, but after all, there are many readily available alternatives to syrup. So since his parents left, no one has given him such a careful stew of a time-consuming and labor-intensive Chuanbei ice sugar snow pear soup.

Qingcheng Xie suddenly sighed: " Yu He ......"

"Hmm?"

"You say how good you would be if you were a woman. That before ......" he said halfway, he knew he had lost his tongue and could not speak this scum talk any further. So he stopped and looked down and took a sip of pear soup.

Yu He froze for a moment, he vaguely felt that Qingcheng Xie's words just now were worth pondering, but also very interested in seeing Qingcheng Xie's reaction to his soup, a mind can not be used twice, it is a little turned around.

A few seconds later -

"Cough cough!!!"

A startling cough startled Yu He and he forgot to think about what Qingcheng Xie meant. He jumped up and scrambled, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Qingcheng Xie's face was blue, and he pushed the porcelain cup aside, unable to resist covering his mouth, looking like he wanted to vomit.

Yu He saw that the situation was not right, picked up the porcelain cup and took a sip himself -

"Poof!!!"

The spoon falls down.

"Oh my god! How come it's so salty!!!"

It turned out that Shao He had no fingers in the water, and was unfamiliar with Qingcheng Xie's kitchen settings, so he took the sea salt as sugar and stewed it in the snow pear.

The pot is completely uneatable.

Yu He followed Qingcheng Xie with a green face, some guilt, some complaint, and some embarrassment.

"That ...... who, who knows you have sea salt here well ......"

Qingcheng Xie washed the pot without saying a word and turned back to it.

Yu He takes a step back.

Qingcheng Xie looked at him for a while and suddenly asked, "Have you had enough for dinner?"

"Ah ...... ah?"

"Did not eat enough to give you some handmade dumplings, flour and meat are available, wrap a few quickly, I'm busy, as long as you are still not sleepy."

Yu He froze for a while and reacted.

He understood Qingcheng Xie this person is again do not want to owe people feelings, he gave him stewed Sydney, he hurriedly want to pay off this love debt, to him wrapped dumplings. Yu He heart of mixed feelings, held back for a while, but still did not hold back, finally took two steps forward, reached out and hugged his strong thin waist.

"I don't want dumplings."

"So what's it going to be?"

"Want you to ...... want you to hug me again."

Before Qingcheng Xie could move, Yu He stopped him.

"Don't push me away."

"......"

The boy is somewhat rogue, somewhat brutal, but unconsciously, somewhat pathetic.

" Qingcheng Xie ."

He said.

"I'll just hold you for a minute."

"......"

"Just for a minute, okay?"

Qingcheng Xie's hand rested on Yu He's shoulder, but finally did not exert further force.

He felt that his tolerance of Yu He had reached a point where it was becoming increasingly inappropriate. In his law of cub rearing, such behavior, in fact, was already considered coddling.

He didn't know if he could still control it.

What was out of control was not supposed to be in his life, and he stood in the kitchen with the silhouette of Yu He embracing him reflected in the window. Qingcheng Xie leaned gently against the cupboard, his mind in a state of confusion that had not existed in the past.

One minute was long overdue and he tried to push Yu He away.

But Yu He rested his head on the nest of his neck and said in a soft voice, "Brother ...... what to do, I can't leave you more and more."

"......"

"If one day you're not with me anymore, I don't know what I'll become ...... as long as I can be with you, it doesn't matter if I eat frozen dumplings, it doesn't matter what I eat or what I live in."

"As long as I can be with you, it doesn't matter what happens ......"

Qingcheng Xie heard him say this, see him hugging his own pampering, and so earnestly expressed his heart, the heart is more confused, this mess is like around his throat, entangled all the words he wanted to say.

.

After that day, Yu He went to Qingcheng Xie's dormitory more frequently.

I used to go to Medical University only after class, but now I have to go to the university next door even during my lunch break.

Qingcheng Xie ate in the cafeteria, and he followed suit, and slowly, he became less picky. And also as normal college students, found the joy of eating junk food.

For example, the fried chicken store in front of the school, before the young master is absolutely not in, he will eat at most K Kee and M Kee.

Now, the young master not only eats roadside fried chicken by himself, but also sometimes drags Qingcheng Xie along with him.

Qingcheng Xie After all, his age is there and he doesn't have much of a taste for fried food.

After being forced by Yu He to eat two sets of salt crispy chicken, he simply went back to the dormitory to cook his own food at noon. When Qingcheng Xie realized that something was not right, he took a look and found a whole set of cartoon bowls in the cupboard and even two cups for Yu He on the table, one for water and one for coffee.

"........."

He sighed, picked up the cup made to look like a fox, frowned at it for a moment, or put it back in its original place.

He can sense Yu He's growing affection for him, but Yu He's heart is also becoming more and more fragile as it is stripped of its armor in front of him.

He used to be able to scold him as much as he wanted, and Yu He had the cheek to pretend he didn't hear anything anyway.

Now this one heart piece of armor stripped in front of him, at his disposal, he is more or less clueless.

Several times he wanted to solemnly advise Yu He to stay away from him, but when the words came to his lips, he met the young man's eyes with enthusiasm and was suddenly speechless.

Qingcheng Xie that always calm, calm to almost cold heart, but finally because of Yu He, and more and more "in the heart of the unbearable" to.

Qingcheng Xie realized that the matter was finally out of control.

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When he can't get Yu He to give up loving himself, but the more he can't deny Yu He's various entreaties and looks, then what he should do couldn't be clearer.

Another weekend.

Yu He had a meal at Qingcheng Xie's house.

While Qingcheng Xie was washing dishes, he suddenly approached him and asked, "Qingcheng Xie, do you have time tomorrow?"

"What?"

"I just happen to have two tickets to the musical of Gethen, and there is no one to accompany me to see it, see if you are interested ......"

Qingcheng Xie did not answer immediately.

He made up his mind these days to have a good talk with Yu He. Something can't go on like this, even if the process of talking about it will be cruel, but just like checking for cancer, the sooner it happens, the better it can be curbed.

Qingcheng Xie therefore looked back at Yu He for a while after finishing all the kitchen cleaning utensils.

The teenager's eyes were obsessed, and he looked at them and thought they were a really rare and precious pair of eyes.

Unfortunately, it's time to get sober after all.

Qingcheng Xie finally asked him, "What time tomorrow?"

"7:30 p.m." Yu He visibly cheered up, "If you go, we can have dinner first before-"

"I'm going to a lecture tomorrow night with another professor." Meeting the sudden disappointment in Yu He's eyes, Qingcheng Xie added, "But I should be able to make it there at 7:30. It's at the Huzhou Theater, isn't it?"

"Yes." Yu He nodded quickly.

"...... is good. I'll be there."

Go with him one more time.

Then talk to him honestly and end Yu He's growing dependence on him.

Qingcheng Xie knows Yu He and he is impossible to have any results, age, sexual orientation, gender, and physical condition ...... middle of the gap is too much, one towards the other will only be scarred.

Excessive obsession and love at any cost is a disease.

The surgery was painful.

But still have to go to the doctor.

Qingcheng Xie agrees to Yu He's invitation and is ready to end the relationship, which has become somewhat uncontrollable, with her own hands.

However, the next afternoon, the accident happened.