He was in junior high school at the time, a time when young boys and girls seemed to change every day, when even their bones were budding with vigour.
He Yu grew taller every day, his body became taller, his voice suddenly lowered, he could no longer wear the clothes he used to wear, his new uniform started to look a bit short after half a term, so he often unbuttoned his white shirt twice, and he always had to choose a bigger size for his shoes.
In addition to the physical changes, the social atmosphere is also changing.
He was suddenly surrounded by chattering girls, who would suddenly be silent en masse as he approached, only to burst into cheeky, crunchy laughter when he left.
In addition to his own neatly organized textbooks, envelopes of various colours began to appear in his drawer, sealed with scented paper with meaty love messages that bored him to death.
Worse still, sometimes he would be stuck at the stairs of one of the school buildings, facing a girl whose face he could not even remember, accepting the gifts she handed him with great anticipation, and then having to smile politely, give her appropriate affirmation and reassurance, and try not to hurt her feelings by rejecting her.
He Yu's head is always on a swivel when it comes to these matters.
He admits that he is a bit more hypocritical than Wei Dongheng, who is also a hot, good-looking guy, but who would turn people down with a roll of his eyes and the words "I'm expensive, women don't deserve it" written on his face.
And he could only put a thoughtful face on it.
He is the best student, the best model of excellence for his teachers.
Wei Dongheng is just a good-looking guy, and everyone knows that Wei is a crap student.
He Yu then had to repeat the boring rejection over and over again, and afterwards he had to give his sisters and daughters a pacification job, and he felt impatient, especially when he had waited and waited for countless girls to show him affection, but not for Xie Xue's love letter to him -
Yes, He Yu was sure of his feelings for Xie Xue at the beginning of his adolescence.
He would pay extra attention to Xie Xue, seemingly unmoving, but actually watching Xie Xue's every move, listening patiently to her talk about the various male celebrities she liked, trying to find out what she liked in common.
In the end, He Yu, with the IQ of an Olympian, came to a conclusion that was somewhat difficult for him to accept -
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Xie Xue is an older brother, and all the men she approves of are more or less like Xie Qingcheng in some way.
The actors and singers, their personas are either unruly, arrogant, cold, or unyielding, and they always have something of Xie Qingcheng in them.
This is not to say that Xie Xue had a brother complex and wanted to have a relationship with her brother, but of course not. It's just that Xie Xue seemed to think that although her brother was a straight man with a lot of problems, she admired Xie Qingcheng from the bottom of her heart and her choice of spouse was undoubtedly influenced by Xie Qingcheng at the time, thinking that men similar to her brother were the most reliable.
This influence is so subtle that even Xie Xue himself is not aware of it.
But Xie Xue would subconsciously say -
"Aww, this actor is so warm, he looks like my brother when he cooks."
"Aww, this actor is so handsome, my brother plays like that."
Or: "Ahhh, why does this actor have such long hair? ...... My brother says boys should look like boys, they should be more masculine ......"
He Yu is a conceited man who has always felt that he is good looking and has good taste. He does not understand what is so good about Xie Qingcheng, an old man who has been smashed on the beach by the times, so he is not willing to compromise at first, but wants to correct Xie Xue's aesthetics.
But whether he is gentle and modest or extravagant, as long as Xie Xue does not feel anything like Xie Qingcheng in him, Xie Xue will have no interest in him.
"Keep your shirt unbuttoned, and behave like a student."
"It's best to wear spring and autumn trousers; the school-issued gym shorts are too casual to suit you."
Later on, Xie Xue thought about it and actually pulled out an old photo of her brother when he was in secondary school, pointed at the tall boy in the far corner and said, "Look, this will look better".
The Xie Qingcheng above is young and handsome, but in He Yu's eyes it looks extremely outdated. No one ever wore a full school uniform so stereotypically and washed so cleanly, as if they were going to be in ICU next so they had been disinfected, and even the old photos could not hide the whiteness of the T-shirt.
The legs are so long, but they are covered under the trousers. In a group photo, everyone around is wearing summer shorts, but Xie Qingcheng is wrapped in a spring/autumn style, with an indifferent look.
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Isn't that sick?
Where does this look good?
But Xie Xue said, "He just looks good! And the haircut he had at the time, the clothes he wore, oops, although his face doesn't look like that, but this calm temperament is very much like the Ni family's big brother played by Wu Chunyu in Infernal Affairs, so handsome and strong and elegant, much more handsome than you boys now! ...... didn't say anything about you, you're okay, but you temperamentally look like that teenage Inspector Lau from Infernal Affairs, the villain, sometimes a bit gangly when you smile."
Xie Xue loved watching Infernal Affairs at that time, watching a movie over and over again, and all that came out of his mouth were the names of the characters in it, and then he lamented, "Hey, our family's genes are so good. My brother is really handsome."
He Yu looked at the handsome young man in the photo for a few moments, and snapped the frame upside down with a cold face: "What's so handsome about it."
After a moment and then reluctantly, he turned the frame back over, looked at it a few more times and said coldly, "Ugly."
This time there was no chance of a reversal, and Xie Xue snatched the photo out of his hands, indignantly: "Yuck! You're just jealous of my beauty! Jealous of my brother's handsomeness!"
"......"
There is nothing to say to this woman, jealous of Xie Qingcheng's handsomeness is fine, jealous of her beauty is what the hell ...... No, jealous of Xie Qingcheng's handsomeness is not possible either.
He was so good looking that half the girls in the school had slipped him chocolates or love letters, so why should he be jealous of a boring, outdated old man?
He didn't care what Xie Qingcheng looked like.
But that day, after sending Xie Xue out of his house, a devastated He Yu sat at his desk playing with his mobile phone, turning the screen on and off over and over again. When it was bright, he saw only the light of the phone, but when it was dark, the screen reflected the young man's face, which was already showing his bones.
He Yu stared at himself in the reflection of the screen for a moment, rolled his eyes, cursed, then unlocked the screen once again and aggressively typed -
"Infernal Woo" in six characters.
Press the search engine.
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That muggy afternoon, the teenager was sitting at his desk, with student gym shorts underneath and a pair of long, white, tight legs swaying. He stared indifferently at the pile of infernal stills on the screen, looking at the cold mob boss, staring while sinking his face, as if the human actor owed him a billion dollars: "A slate, where is this temperament ......"
"Is it good? Is it handsome?"
"...... is not handsome at all."
The next morning, however, Xie Qingcheng, who was staying at He's house for the time being, almost bumped into He Yu's nose as she yawned out of the guest room.
Xie Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and glanced over at him in a feverish manner, "What are you doing, kid?"
To be honest, it was not quite appropriate for Xie Qingcheng to call He Yu 小鬼 at that time.
Xie Qingcheng was used to looking down at him, but in the blink of an eye, he had to get used to looking down at this boy, who was more than ten years younger than him, and who was growing taller and taller, so he would probably have to learn to look up at him soon. It was probably because of this that Xie Qingcheng's attitude towards He Yu remained very unfriendly for some time.
He also subconsciously looks down when He Yu calls him.
The result was either He Yu's school shorts and long legs or He Yu's feet in size 42 trainers.
But there were some exceptions that day.
When Xie Qingcheng looked at him that day, he saw not He Yu's school shorts, but properly ironed spring and autumn trousers.
He froze for a moment, his eyes moving further up.
He Yu has changed to a particularly clean, almost white T-shirt with the collar buttoned up to the top, and his hair has changed, too.
It looks quite familiar.
But Xie Qingcheng could not remember who it looked like.
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"...... You've changed your look?"
He Yu bristled, slack-jawed, didn't say yes or no, and held his tongue for a while before asking, with the irony of a poisonous gas attack, "What do you think?"
Xie Qingcheng was puzzled, but carefully looked him over again from head to toe: "Not bad, better looking than before."
"...... hum."
"But it just seems like I've seen it somewhere."
"...... hum!"
He Yu rolled his eyes and strode off in a dignified and secretive manner, leaving Xie Qingcheng still not quite awake to wipe his face and mutter, "What's wrong with kids ......"
He Yu's outfit that day was, naturally, highly praised by Xie Xue.
"Wow! You're so handsome, handsome man!"
"You look especially good today!"
He Yu, while aching in his heart, pretended to be oblivious to her compliment and said lightly, "Why don't I think so, it's just that my hair is a bit longer and I had Tony cut it randomly."
"Really super handsome!"
He Yu's heart was pleased, but his face was even more profoundly cold.
So from that day on, the boy began to study Xie Qingcheng, the older man's dress and details of his temperament, and then reluctantly leaned towards him while tsking in disgust.
One day, when Xie Qingcheng was washing his hands with his sleeves rolled up, He Yu suddenly noticed a very small, slim, angled English inscription on Xie Qingcheng's left wrist, resembling a bracelet.
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At the time, He Yu thought, "It seems strange that Xie Qingcheng has a tattoo, did he also have a rebellious youth?
He was in junior high school at the time, a time when young boys and girls seemed to change every day, when even their bones were budding with vigour.
He Yu grew taller every day, his body became taller, his voice suddenly lowered, he could no longer wear the clothes he used to wear, his new uniform started to look a bit short after half a term, so he often unbuttoned his white shirt twice, and he always had to choose a bigger size for his shoes.
In addition to the physical changes, the social atmosphere is also changing.
He was suddenly surrounded by chattering girls, who would suddenly be silent en masse as he approached, only to burst into cheeky, crunchy laughter when he left.
In addition to his own neatly organized textbooks, envelopes of various colours began to appear in his drawer, sealed with scented paper with meaty love messages that bored him to death.
Worse still, sometimes he would be stuck at the stairs of one of the school buildings, facing a girl whose face he could not even remember, accepting the gifts she handed him with great anticipation, and then having to smile politely, give her appropriate affirmation and reassurance, and try not to hurt her feelings by rejecting her.
He Yu's head is always on a swivel when it comes to these matters.
He admits that he is a bit more hypocritical than Wei Dongheng, who is also a hot, good-looking guy, but who would turn people down with a roll of his eyes and the words "I'm expensive, women don't deserve it" written on his face.
And he could only put a thoughtful face on it.
He is the best student, the best model of excellence for his teachers.
Wei Dongheng is just a good-looking guy, and everyone knows that Wei is a crap student.
He Yu then had to repeat the boring rejection over and over again, and afterwards he had to give his sisters and daughters a pacification job, and he felt impatient, especially when he had waited and waited for countless girls to show him affection, but not for Xie Xue's love letter to him -
Yes, He Yu was sure of his feelings for Xie Xue at the beginning of his adolescence.
He would pay extra attention to Xie Xue, seemingly unmoving, but actually watching Xie Xue's every move, listening patiently to her talk about the various male celebrities she liked, trying to find out what she liked in common.
In the end, He Yu, with the IQ of an Olympian, came to a conclusion that was somewhat difficult for him to accept -
Advertisement
Xie Xue is an older brother, and all the men she approves of are more or less like Xie Qingcheng in some way.
The actors and singers, their personas are either unruly, arrogant, cold, or unyielding, and they always have something of Xie Qingcheng in them.
This is not to say that Xie Xue had a brother complex and wanted to have a relationship with her brother, but of course not. It's just that Xie Xue seemed to think that although her brother was a straight man with a lot of problems, she admired Xie Qingcheng from the bottom of her heart and her choice of spouse was undoubtedly influenced by Xie Qingcheng at the time, thinking that men similar to her brother were the most reliable.
This influence is so subtle that even Xie Xue himself is not aware of it.
But Xie Xue would subconsciously say -
"Aww, this actor is so warm, he looks like my brother when he cooks."
"Aww, this actor is so handsome, my brother plays like that."
Or: "Ahhh, why does this actor have such long hair? ...... My brother says boys should look like boys, they should be more masculine ......"
He Yu is a conceited man who has always felt that he is good looking and has good taste. He does not understand what is so good about Xie Qingcheng, an old man who has been smashed on the beach by the times, so he is not willing to compromise at first, but wants to correct Xie Xue's aesthetics.
But whether he is gentle and modest or extravagant, as long as Xie Xue does not feel anything like Xie Qingcheng in him, Xie Xue will have no interest in him.
"Keep your shirt unbuttoned, and behave like a student."
"It's best to wear spring and autumn trousers; the school-issued gym shorts are too casual to suit you."
Later on, Xie Xue thought about it and actually pulled out an old photo of her brother when he was in secondary school, pointed at the tall boy in the far corner and said, "Look, this will look better".
The Xie Qingcheng above is young and handsome, but in He Yu's eyes it looks extremely outdated. No one ever wore a full school uniform so stereotypically and washed so cleanly, as if they were going to be in ICU next so they had been disinfected, and even the old photos could not hide the whiteness of the T-shirt.
The legs are so long, but they are covered under the trousers. In a group photo, everyone around is wearing summer shorts, but Xie Qingcheng is wrapped in a spring/autumn style, with an indifferent look.
Advertisement
Isn't that sick?
Where does this look good?
But Xie Xue said, "He just looks good! And the haircut he had at the time, the clothes he wore, oops, although his face doesn't look like that, but this calm temperament is very much like the Ni family's big brother played by Wu Chunyu in Infernal Affairs, so handsome and strong and elegant, much more handsome than you boys now! ...... didn't say anything about you, you're okay, but you temperamentally look like that teenage Inspector Lau from Infernal Affairs, the villain, sometimes a bit gangly when you smile."
Xie Xue loved watching Infernal Affairs at that time, watching a movie over and over again, and all that came out of his mouth were the names of the characters in it, and then he lamented, "Hey, our family's genes are so good. My brother is really handsome."
He Yu looked at the handsome young man in the photo for a few moments, and snapped the frame upside down with a cold face: "What's so handsome about it."
After a moment and then reluctantly, he turned the frame back over, looked at it a few more times and said coldly, "Ugly."
This time there was no chance of a reversal, and Xie Xue snatched the photo out of his hands, indignantly: "Yuck! You're just jealous of my beauty! Jealous of my brother's handsomeness!"
"......"
There is nothing to say to this woman, jealous of Xie Qingcheng's handsomeness is fine, jealous of her beauty is what the hell ...... No, jealous of Xie Qingcheng's handsomeness is not possible either.
He was so good looking that half the girls in the school had slipped him chocolates or love letters, so why should he be jealous of a boring, outdated old man?
He didn't care what Xie Qingcheng looked like.
But that day, after sending Xie Xue out of his house, a devastated He Yu sat at his desk playing with his mobile phone, turning the screen on and off over and over again. When it was bright, he saw only the light of the phone, but when it was dark, the screen reflected the young man's face, which was already showing his bones.
He Yu stared at himself in the reflection of the screen for a moment, rolled his eyes, cursed, then unlocked the screen once again and aggressively typed -
"Infernal Woo" in six characters.
Press the search engine.
Advertisement
That muggy afternoon, the teenager was sitting at his desk, with student gym shorts underneath and a pair of long, white, tight legs swaying. He stared indifferently at the pile of infernal stills on the screen, looking at the cold mob boss, staring while sinking his face, as if the human actor owed him a billion dollars: "A slate, where is this temperament ......"
"Is it good? Is it handsome?"
"...... is not handsome at all."
The next morning, however, Xie Qingcheng, who was staying at He's house for the time being, almost bumped into He Yu's nose as she yawned out of the guest room.
Xie Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and glanced over at him in a feverish manner, "What are you doing, kid?"
To be honest, it was not quite appropriate for Xie Qingcheng to call He Yu 小鬼 at that time.
Xie Qingcheng was used to looking down at him, but in the blink of an eye, he had to get used to looking down at this boy, who was more than ten years younger than him, and who was growing taller and taller, so he would probably have to learn to look up at him soon. It was probably because of this that Xie Qingcheng's attitude towards He Yu remained very unfriendly for some time.
He also subconsciously looks down when He Yu calls him.
The result was either He Yu's school shorts and long legs or He Yu's feet in size 42 trainers.
But there were some exceptions that day.
When Xie Qingcheng looked at him that day, he saw not He Yu's school shorts, but properly ironed spring and autumn trousers.
He froze for a moment, his eyes moving further up.
He Yu has changed to a particularly clean, almost white T-shirt with the collar buttoned up to the top, and his hair has changed, too.
It looks quite familiar.
But Xie Qingcheng could not remember who it looked like.
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"...... You've changed your look?"
He Yu bristled, slack-jawed, didn't say yes or no, and held his tongue for a while before asking, with the irony of a poisonous gas attack, "What do you think?"
Xie Qingcheng was puzzled, but carefully looked him over again from head to toe: "Not bad, better looking than before."
"...... hum."
"But it just seems like I've seen it somewhere."
"...... hum!"
He Yu rolled his eyes and strode off in a dignified and secretive manner, leaving Xie Qingcheng still not quite awake to wipe his face and mutter, "What's wrong with kids ......"
He Yu's outfit that day was, naturally, highly praised by Xie Xue.
"Wow! You're so handsome, handsome man!"
"You look especially good today!"
He Yu, while aching in his heart, pretended to be oblivious to her compliment and said lightly, "Why don't I think so, it's just that my hair is a bit longer and I had Tony cut it randomly."
"Really super handsome!"
He Yu's heart was pleased, but his face was even more profoundly cold.
So from that day on, the boy began to study Xie Qingcheng, the older man's dress and details of his temperament, and then reluctantly leaned towards him while tsking in disgust.
One day, when Xie Qingcheng was washing his hands with his sleeves rolled up, He Yu suddenly noticed a very small, slim, angled English inscription on Xie Qingcheng's left wrist, resembling a bracelet.
Advertisement
At the time, He Yu thought, "It seems strange that Xie Qingcheng has a tattoo, did he also have a rebellious youth?
