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The outright heterosexual forgot to release himself from Xie Qingcheng's number blacklist.

He met Xie Qingcheng many times afterwards, and every time he just wanted to pester Xie Qingcheng to hug him more, and every time he got home, he suddenly remembered—oh, I forgot to add back to WeChat again.

In fact, He Yu could have directly used black technology to add Xie Qingcheng back to his address book.

But he didn't do that, because he felt that doing so would lose the meaning of adding the other party.

Moreover, Xie Qing's attitude towards him now made him a little uncomfortable, he even rarely scolded him, just slept with him like a business, like going to work, like dealing with Party A, and then ignored him.

In other words, there is very little reason for him.

He Yu was obsessed with sex at first, but then gradually felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't know where the former Xie Qingcheng had gone, and he wanted to dig out some shadows of the former Xie Qingcheng who took care of him and scolded him .

Even if it is to lie to him, it can make him drink poison to quench his thirst.

But Xie Qingcheng did not.

Xie Qingcheng didn't lie to He Yu anymore.

But in Xie Qingcheng's eyes, there was no He Yu anymore.

The young man's heart and desires are gradually unsatisfied. He seems to have a man who treats him sincerely, but he doesn't seem to have one.

This relationship lasted for some time in a muddle.

At the end of the semester, Professor Xie was reinstated.

At this time, winter has come, and the matter of the radio and television tower has passed for more than two months. Riding a newly bought bicycle, he walked through the two colleges and universities with light snow, and came to the entrance of the faculty dormitory of the University of Medical Sciences.

This was the first time He Yu went to see Xie Qingcheng after he was reinstated.

Reinstatement is a good thing, He Yu thinks that Xie Qingcheng's mood may also be better.So he went upstairs in three steps at a time, exhaling hot air, and turning the key briskly between his fingers.

"Thank you Qingcheng."

Xie Qingcheng was not there, but a female teacher happened to come down from upstairs.

"Are you looking for Professor Xie?" The female teacher looked at He Yu who was standing in front of Xie Qingcheng's door, and regarded him as Cheng Menlixue, a top student in her school who seeks truth while preserving kindness.

She said: "Let's go to the library and look for it. The air conditioner and heating in this shabby dormitory are not very good in winter. He may be preparing lessons in the library."

He Yu went.

In fact, it is the beginning of winter at this time, but there is already snow in the leaden gray sky. This year's winter in the south of the Yangtze River is extremely cold and long.

There were a lot of people in the study room, and he found a remote place by the window on the third floor until he saw the silhouette of Professor Xie Qingjun.He has lost a little weight recently, perhaps because he is getting older and lacks exercise. He always stays up late to do research with exhausted energy, as if there is endless research.It's strange, why does he have so many papers to write and sort out?

And now Xie Qingcheng's health is getting worse and worse, He Yuyuan walked over and saw him coughing gently all the time.

There was a thermos cup on the desk, Xie Qingcheng coughed badly, and wanted to pour a lid of warm water for himself, but when he poured the cup, he found that the water was gone, and he was too lazy to get up, so he covered the cup unhappyly, took Start writing and continue to write something in the book.

The tip of the pen rustled across the page.

But he stopped after a while—a disposable cup filled with hot water was placed in front of him.

He raised his head and met He Yu's almond eyes. The boy had just fetched water for him from the drinking fountain in the library, then he pulled up a chair and sat down opposite him.

Xie Qingcheng looked indifferent, packed up his books and notebooks and prepared to leave.

But He Yu slammed down the notebook.

"Where are you going? There are no seats anywhere else."

Xie Qingcheng originally wanted to go back to the dormitory, but on second thought, this psychopath would not go crazy in the library, if he went back, wouldn't he be throwing himself into a trap?

He sat down again with a sullen face.

He Yu was wearing a white cashmere winter coat today, carrying a one-shoulder canvas schoolbag, wrapped in a large warm scarf, the sharp jaw and thin, naughty lips were covered, only a pair of dog-like Almond eyes.He looked no different from those well-educated top students in the Medical University, because he had a wide forehead, black eyebrows, and a straight nose, which made him even more lovable.

Very gentle look.

It's just that Xie Qingcheng knew that it was a complete illusion.This person is sick, with gangrene attached to the bone, which cannot be removed.

Also crazy to himself.

"Xie Qingcheng, I wanted to ask you last time." He Yu didn't feel that he was hated, and sat in front of Xie Qingcheng calmly, playing with Xie Qingcheng's pen, "Why are you wearing glasses?"

"Of course it's because I've seen too many disgusting things, and I'm blind."

He Yu didn't take it seriously, and smiled: "How much is myopia?"

Xie Qingcheng ignored him, and lowered his head to care about his own writing.

Unexpectedly, the young man stretched out his hand, took off his glasses from the bridge of his nose, and gestured in front of his eyes.

"It's so dizzy. Why is it so powerful, your eyesight was pretty good before."

Xie Qingcheng took back the glasses with split hands, punched his face, and said, "What does this have to do with you?"

But Xie Qingcheng's use of eyes is too useless, He Yu knows.

He has to read a lot of tomes a day, and those books are often in petty lowercase, obscure and difficult, and a normal person can meet Duke Zhou after reading only three lines.

He Yu didn't understand why, given his status in the academic world, he was a leader at a young age, yet he still had to race against time to do research.Others may think that Xie Qingcheng is naturally interested in medicine and never learns to die, but He Yu knows that Xie Qingcheng's original dream was not to join Xinglin.

He should not be so obsessed with medicine.

Then it might be...

"Do you enjoy teaching?"

Xie Qingcheng didn't look up: "I like money."

He was making a list of formulas, and he probably thought the formulas were much prettier than He Yu, so he didn't plan to pay any attention to He Yu after that.

The library asked for silence, and it was not good for He Yu to keep talking to Xie Qingcheng, so as to avoid criticism from the surrounding medical students who were studying at night, so he stopped talking.He took a copy of "Save the Cat" from his schoolbag, flipped through it boredly, and at the same time reflected on why he, a student of the Art Academy of Shanghai University, would waste time in the library with a strict atmosphere in the University of Medicine.

He raised his eyes, and then caught a glimpse of Xie Qingcheng's mobile phone beside him.

When he brought his mobile phone over, he kept observing Xie Qingcheng's reaction, but unfortunately Xie Qingcheng was so engrossed in writing his lesson plan that he didn't even notice that He Yu had taken his communication tool.

He Yu thought inexplicably, would he not notice even if he kissed him at this time?

When he thought of this, his heart started to stir a little, but since he was surrounded by students, he didn't have the nerve to show it, so he extinguished the weak flame.

He took Xie Qingcheng's cell phone and unlocked it.

This time he remembered to add WeChat in person.

The password is very simple, nothing more than 12345. After the screen turned on, He Yu scanned his QR code with his WeChat and added himself back.

After doing all this, he was a little disappointed to find that Xie Qingcheng still didn't respond.

He really wanted to make Xie Qingcheng angry with him, so Xie Qingcheng would not be so invisible.

So he thought about it, and modified his remarks on Xie Qingcheng's mobile phone: "A handsome man with rich experience and good skills."

Save.

Exiting to check it out, he felt that he was not the first in the address book, and was even behind Chen Man, so he thought about it and edited the note again.

"Ah, a handsome man with rich experience and good skills."

A started, and I got the first place as I wished.

After finishing all this, he used his mobile phone to send Xie Qingcheng an emoji he made when he was bored. A selfie of myself leaning on the pillow P together.

He thought the picture was pretty and harmonious, and he added some floating translucent jellyfish special effects and earthy text good morning to it.

"Ding dong."

The sound of the news brought Xie Qingcheng back to his senses, and found that the phone was in He Yu's hands, and he snatched it away with a sullen face: "What are you doing?"

He Yu didn't speak, let him snatch the phone from his hand, looked at him squinting, and finally got his wish, seeing Xie Qingcheng's face turn from white to blue after seeing the notes and emoticons.Although Xie Qingcheng had seen this photo before, he was still shocked to see such a stupid photo emoticon package and such a stupid comment.

"He Yu!"

fierce tone.

He Yu was very happy: "Professor pay attention to the occasion, you concentrate on reading. I will keep quiet and play with my phone."

As he said that, under Xie Qingcheng's sharp gaze, he calmly picked up his mobile phone and turned to beat the zombies.

Xie Qingcheng's face was serious, he deleted the idiot expression package, got up quickly, packed his books and prepared to leave.

He Yu's long legs touched him lightly under the table: "Where are you going? Sit down."

Xie Qingcheng ignored him.

He Yu became more gentle, and said a few words in a soft voice: "You still want to go home."

Xie Qingcheng seemed to be close to erupting, but after all, he weighed the pros and cons, clenched his back molars tightly, and sat down again.But he wasn't in the mood to read anymore, he closed his notebook heavily, and turned his head to look out the window.

The first snow is like fluttering, and the beauty is beautiful, but like He Yu, it is a beautiful and biting thing.

He Yu just played games by himself.

After the two rounds, just as they were about to chat with Xie Qingcheng for a few more words, suddenly two female students from the medical university approached their table hesitantly, but they were not asking questions for the professor, but——

"Please, are you He Yu?"

"what happened?"

When they met his eyes, the two girls immediately blushed like boiled shrimp.

"We... We watched the school drama "Sickness" before, and thought you were so handsome, so I wanted to ask you, can you..."

"Can you sign us both?"

"Just in my notebook?"

"I want to sign the schoolbag..."

He Yu paused for a moment, and finally he looked at Xie Qingcheng with a smile: "Professor Xie, can you lend me a pen?"

"I have a pen, I have a pen!"

"Me too! Do you want a ballpoint pen or a fountain pen?"

But He Yu only stared at Xie Qingcheng, his thin lips stretched into a smile, he was naturally proud and gentle: "I want a pen."

Few people carry fountain pens these days.

But Xie Qingcheng had one at hand.

The two girls are not Xie Qingcheng's students, but Xie Qingcheng is also a well-known figure in the University of Medical Sciences. They recognized them, so they hesitated to ask: "Professor Xie, can you..."

"Borrow, borrow your pen?" Another one who was more courageous followed up with her companion.

Xie Qingcheng and He Yu's eyes silently met, Xie Qingcheng just wanted to say no, but then felt that he would talk a lot of nonsense with He Yu, so he said coldly:

"...OK. Take it."

"Thank you! Thank you!" The girl happily took the old man's signature pen and handed it to He Yu graciously.

Seeing that Xie Qingcheng didn't have the enthusiasm of a living person anymore, He Yu withdrew his smile a bit. He wanted to provoke him, so he took the pen and handed it to Xie Qingcheng with deep eyes: "Professor Xie, can you please?" Do you want me to dip in some ink? More, don't make it too dry."

"..."

He thought that Xie Qingcheng should refuse this time.

Unexpectedly, Xie Qingcheng glanced at him with a cold face, unscrewed the ink bottle without any expression, drew some blue ink, and threw it to He Yu: "Take it."

"..." He was indifferent, he didn't care, and He Yu's heart was blocked.

The boy didn't smile at all, took it over, and touched Xie Qingcheng's finger as if there was nothing: "Thank you."

The two girls got He Yu's autograph, holding it in their chests like a treasure.The good girlfriends exchanged a look of excitement that could not be concealed, and then mustered up their courage——

"That--"

"Then can we add a WeChat?"

Although Xie Qingcheng didn't care about them, he was not deaf, and all these conversations were heard in his ears.

He thought that He Yu's politeness, which was so fake that it couldn't be more fake, would definitely agree to this little request from the girls.But unexpectedly, He Yu didn't nod this time, but politely rejected them.

The girls were a little disappointed, but seeing the signatures in their arms, they became happy again.

The two thanked He Yu and left happily.

Xie Qingcheng didn't even raise his head to worry about writing his thesis: "Why did you reject them?"

When He Yu was asked this very bland question, he was all excited, like a little dragon regaining his energy, his invisible tail was wagging: "Ah, why should I agree to them?"

"You enjoy it."

"You only look at the appearance." He Yu paused, "Now I only add people who can bring me fun."

Xie Qing said calmly: "Then you delete me too."

He Yu stared at him for a while, then turned on his mobile phone again in front of him, opened the communication software, and then——

Under Xie Qingcheng's staring gaze, he marked Xie Qingcheng as the top.

Xie Qingcheng: "..."

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