Antidote

Jiang Yuluo walked out of the door, Chen Qing had pressed the elevator, Cheng Ke had not closed the door, stood by the door and watched.

"No need to send it down," Chen Qing said, "we can just go down on our own."

"What made you have the illusion that I want to send you down?" Cheng Ke said.

"You didn't close the door." Chen Qing said.

"...All right." Cheng Ke sighed and closed the door.

The elevator door opened, and Chen Qing helped Jiang Yu grab a hand and entered the elevator.

"Did you say he wanted to send us down?" Chen Qing said, "Why not close the door, my analysis, right?"

Jiang Yuduo leaned on the car and watched the number of floors change: "This is polite. We are all still in the corridor, and of course he will not close the door."

"Really?" Chen Qing was stunned. "I usually walk from you, and you didn't stand at the door. I closed the door myself."

"Does he know us so well!" Jiang Yu roared, feeling that the injury on his head was a little bit hurt.

The injury gave him the feeling that it would probably never get better.

That night he took people around to try to get Chen Qing out of Zhang Daqi's people. As a result, there was a scuffle in the back alley, and the mouth was smashed again in place, before he began to scab. The door opened and forgot to close again...

"Then you are not familiar with people..." Chen Qing continued to be confused.

Jiang Yuduo pressed the gauze on his head and tried to smile at Chen Qing: "For those of us who are street gangsters, don't be more upbringing than a big master, get humiliated by yourself, understand? "

Chen Qinggang was about to speak. He added another sentence: "Shut up if you don't understand."

Chen Qing nodded.

While driving back, Jiang Yuduo pulled down the mirror and looked at his gauze.

"Third Brother," Chen Qing frowned. "This is really hurt, you have to sew a needle."

"No," Jiang Yuduo replied very simply, "Don't think anyone will **** a needle on me again, and don't want to **** me when someone gets stabbed."

"Yuck! Yuck!" Chen Qing said loudly toward the steering wheel.

"Just finished washing the car?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.

Chen Qing didn't say anything, and squinted at him.

"Bah bah." He had to say something.

"Don't say such unlucky words in the future," Chen Qing said, "I listen to fear...you shouldn't go back that day, Zhang Daqi didn't dare to treat me like that, the police came."

"What if the police are here," Jiang Yuduo snorted. "It's you who went to trouble him. If you really want to catch someone, you'll catch you first."

"At least it won't be blocked anymore!" Chen Qing said, "As a result, you're hurt like this! What if you get caught again!"

"What's the matter, and it's not that I haven't been detained," Jiang Yuduo said. "In fact, it's good to go quiet for a few days.

"Next time I want to be quiet, I'll give you the key, you go back to live in the old house in my village," Chen Qing said, "give you some chickens to raise..."

Jiang Yuduo turned his head to look at him.

"Really chicken!" said Chen Qing, "chicken, chuckle chicken!"

"Fuck," Jiang Yu laughed, "I know."

The car drove to the entrance of the corridor and stopped, and Chen Qing looked at the time: "It's time for dinner. Are you not letting the boys give you dinner?"

"Well," Jiang Yuduo responded, "Waiting in line every day to deliver meals, I didn't know that my mother was going to die."

"Then how do you eat it," Chen Qing thought for a while. "Shall I go buy some vegetables and eat them together?"

"You don't go home again." Jiang Yuduo opened the door.

"I'll wait for my face to be so obvious," Chen Qing got out of the car and went to the co-driver to help him out of the car. "I've been sleeping in the store for a while, and I can't listen to my mom."

Jiang Yuzhuo smiled.

Chen Qing's cell phone rang, and he took a look and answered the phone with a glance: "Goo."

As soon as the phone was connected, Jiang Yuduo stood beside him and could hear Gouzi crying: "Qing Ge! Qing Ge--"

"What are you crying for?" Chen Qing said, "Are you beaten up? Have a crying time to run quickly."

"Zhang Daqi gave me the money! Brother Qing! He gave me the money!" said the dog, crying.

"Isn't this a good thing? What are you crying for?" Chen Qing said, "Crying with joy?"

Jiang Yuduo sighed.

"I didn't dare to call San Ge," Gouzi said, "Qing Ge, I gave you a bow, thank you! You can help me tell San Ge, I will be San Ge in my life, as long as he says a word, Let me do what I do!"

In this regard, Jiang Yuduo glanced at the phone, that is, the dog was not in front of him, or he could immediately let Chen Qing throw him out.

"What can you do, you will cry," Chen Qing sighed. "Okay, you hold the money and cry for a while. It's a bit of an idea for you to deal with something in the future. It's impossible for someone to come forward for you forever. "

"Well! I know Brother Qing." Gouzi finally stopped crying.

"Zhang Daqi gave him the money?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Well," Chen Qing put the phone back in his pocket. "Actually, let's find Zhang Daqi, not just for his money, right."

"Nonsense," Jiang Yuduo said, "Only three thousand dollars, can my **** people make such a crime..."

"It's not all people's fights," Chen Qing helped him into the corridor. "Don't your legs fall when you crossed the wall?"

"Just **** you!" Jiang Yuduo slapped a hand on his back, "Keep insight into everything!"

"Hey," Chen Qing rubbed his back and sighed, "If it weren't for me..."

"Fine," Jiang Yuduo took out the key and opened the door. He quickly looked inside and then entered the door. "You are not finished yet."

"I went to buy it," said Chen Qing. "Today, I'm a vegetarian. I don't think you have a good complexion during this time. Did you recover because of the injury and the big fish?"

"Randomly." Jiang Yu grabbed his hand.

After Chen Qing closed the door, he fell on the sofa, leaned his head and closed his eyes.

His complexion is indeed not very good, because he can't sleep at night.

When I fall asleep, I will be afraid again. Nightmares may be better than opening my eyes to dawn.

This feeling hasn't passed for a long time, he didn't tell anyone, even the closest Chen Qing and Lu Qian, he didn't say, he didn't want people to know that he has been in a bad state recently.

Today is actually better than usual. Although Cheng Ke walked around for a while, Cheng Ke was not in the same path with him at all. This kind of freshness can make him feel a little bit more dull.

Cheng Ke.

It turned out that the word harmony and harmony are still a word.

I don't know how to solve it.

In the past, when he was chatting with Chen Qing, he explained the word. Chen Qing also asked him how Jiang Yuduo interpreted it.

He certainly didn't know how to solve it, but he forcibly solved it.

"I'll get you a word first," he said seriously. "It's very large, understand."

"Understood," Chen Qing's brain error tolerance rate is quite high, and nodded convincingly, "I've seen it, really."

Jiang Yuduo couldn't help himself for a long time.

Half smiled and found it quite boring, sighed and opened his eyes to look at the ceiling in a daze.

Meow was probably hungry, crawled up the legs of the sofa, sat down on his chest, and yelled at him.

"I don't want to move," Jiang Yuduo looked at it. "After a while, your brother Qing will come and let it feed you."

Meowed sat and continued to bark.

"Don't call it," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'm in a very bad mood now, and I will throw you out when I'm upset."

Meow was unmoved, Mimi kept on.

Until Chen Qing entered the house.

"Hurry up, feed the cat first," Jiang Yuduo said, "I've been crying when I'm annoyed, and I'm embarrassed to start pumping it because of a small person."

"It's you who wants to pick up the cat," Chen Qing took the cat food and poured it into the food basin. "It's you who wants to smoke the cat. I knew today, why should I have been."

"Don't talk blindly if you can't speak." Jiang Yuduo sat up.

Chen Qing said that it is really very strict, except for the bowl of half-slapped meat patties, the other dishes are all green vegetables, and the meat foam can't see a few points.

"I'll give you a scent later." He sat on the chair and looked at the dish in front of him.

"Why?" Chen Qing put a box of porridge in front of him.

"Poke a few scars on your head," he said, "and then go to the temple and find the abbot to give you a stage name."

"Ah?" Chen Qing looked at him.

"How about Master without Meat?" Jiang Yuduo said, "In fact, it should have been called Master Zhi Que."

"...Fuck," Chen Qing sat down, "Are you as far as you go, with a big meal around such a big circle."

"As for," Jiang Yuduo pointed at the little patty. "It's not enough for me."

"This is mine," Chen Qing took the patties, "I can eat two bites."

"Am I **** wrong?" Jiang Yuduo shouted in shock.

"I just asked. Excessive protein is not good for wound healing," Chen Qing said. "In order not to irritate you, I only need a small patty, not the big one."

"People didn't ask if you didn't have the rent to pay for the 3rd Brother? The meatloaf had to be trumpeted?" Jiang Yuduo struggled to suppress the blaze that ignited because there was no meat to eat.

"...Give you half." Chen Qing sandwiched half a piece of meatloaf into his bowl.

"Do I still have to thank you?" Jiang Yuduo asked, before waiting for Chen Qing to speak. He pointed to the half of the meatloaf in Chen Qing's bowl. "You **** gave me a bite, now!"

"Ah?" Chen Qing froze.

"Hurry up!" Jiang Yu roared.

Chen Qing quickly picked up the meatloaf and stuffed it into his mouth.

Jiang Yuduo nodded in satisfaction: "OK, now you have no meat to eat, I still have it, you watch me eat slowly."

Chen Qing looked at him and laughed for a long time: "You are naive or not naive."

"Off your farts, eat your vegetables." Jiang Yuduo said.

After eating, Chen Qing packed up a bunch of lunch boxes and thrown away everything. When he came back, he seemed to think of something terrible: "Hey, Brother 3, do you know that Jaeger-LeCoultre will throw garbage downstairs? In the trash can?"

"He is handicapped in housework," Jiang Yu grabbed a cigarette, "not intellectually handicapped."

"Oh." Chen Qing nodded. "Did you see the things in his house today? I'm really willing to buy it. The one on the floor is a floor-cleaning robot. I thought it was a weight scale. I almost stepped on it. You said he Why do I buy a broom when I have a robot... and the electric chair, I really want to lie down for a while."

"Farewell," Jiang Yuduo said, "It's not easy for me to earn some money. Now the cemetery is expensive."

"Electric massage chair," Chen Qing said, "I'll go in and massage someday when he's not at home."

Jiang Yu grabbed him a glance.

"Forget it," Chen Qing sighed, "there are also in the mall, once every twenty, let me go to the mall."

"You go back to the store," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to beat you for a while, I don't want to work hard now because of the injury."

"All right," Chen Qing took out his phone and looked at the time. "If you call me tomorrow, I will find a car to give you."

"Well." Jiang Yuduo lay on the sofa.

After Chen Qing left, he turned off the lights in the room and leaned to the window to look out from the slit of the curtain.

The sky was completely dark, and the wind was blowing quickly.

The range that the street lamp can illuminate is very small, a small piece of dim yellow, the edge is mixed with black, after watching for a long time, you will see something shaking in the dark.

It made people panic.

I always saw a figure coming out of the darkness, passing through the dim and submerged again by the darkness. Jiang Yuduo left the window, washed it, and lay down on the bed.

There is no insomnia today, but there are dreams.

Every time Jiang Yuduo dreams, he can know that he is dreaming, no matter how real the dream is, he will keep telling himself that it is not true, not true.

not true.

This sentence is when he became his primary magic weapon against fear. He can't remember it. It's too long, and it's too long to be the time when Chen Qing and Lu Qian are not there.

not true.

It sounds useless and helpless.

Jiang Yuduo sighed softly.

It's no surprise that Cheng Ke would dream of it. Jiang Yuduo's dream has always been like a notepad, and he will write down everyday things.

On certain days, it will keep turning back.

Cheng Ke said, my name is Cheng Ke, and I am not a passenger.

Cheng Ke said, are you sick?

Cheng Ke said, when will you return my watch to me?

Cheng Ke said, I have no problem, and the purpose of my coming here is also very simple.

I just want you to never have peace.

Cheng Ke flew over, holding a rusty nail in his hand, and poked it fiercely into his eyes.

When he poked his eyes, he suddenly turned into a knife.

When the knife crossed his face, he could even feel pain and see blood red.

...

not true.

Jiang Yuduo quickly pulled himself back from the dream. Due to his quick response and quick physical skills, he could still hear his own low voice when he woke up: "Not true."

He widened his eyes and lingered in the darkness for a while before he scolded again: "Fuck."

Feeling sweaty all over his body, his clothes were soaked, he lifted the quilt and touched it, presumably he could get the water out.

He took off his clothes a little anxiously, and tossed his underpants aside.

Much more comfortable.

Cheng Ke held the phone, and Jiang Yuduo's phone number was already printed on the screen, but he had been hesitant to dial.

The gas stove couldn't catch fire again, and he couldn't stop.

After returning to Jiang Yuduo's teaching, this gas stove has been able to operate it proficiently, open the valve, press the knob, turn to fire, and cook instant noodles and so on many times.

But today, when he wanted to cook two eggs, this broken thing could not be beaten.

He repeated the correct steps seven, seven, forty-nine times, and he could not see the blue flames.

This new gas stove is indeed broken this time.

Although he felt that this conclusion was correct, when he thought of Jiang Yuduo's violent state, he couldn't help but turn back and question himself again.

After questioning it four times, he decided to stick to his conclusion, call the landlord and ask him to find someone to repair it.

He tapped the dial.

It took a long time for the dial tone to be connected.

"Huh?" Jiang Yuduo's voice came from there.

But this hoarse and weak voice made Cheng Ke hesitant: "...Jiang Yuduo?"

"Who." Jiang Yuduo asked.

Although the voice is still the same, this tone allows Cheng Ke to confirm that this is Jiang Yuduo.

"I'm sorry to disturb you," Cheng Ke estimated that he was still sleeping. "Are you convenient now?"

"Isn't it convenient for you to hang?" Jiang Yuduo asked, his voice so dumb that he could hardly hear anything.

"...I'll call later later if it's inconvenient." Cheng Ke felt that the movement might not be awake, like an inflamed throat.

"Say something." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Just that... gas stove," Cheng Ke said. "It can't catch fire again. I haven't used it before. It's no longer possible today."

"Smash it." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke feels that he has almost been able to adapt to Jiang Yuduo's reaction. Maybe he will be like Chen Qing in the future, saying the same thing as "Jiang Yuduo's temper is pretty good".

"The gas card is running out of money," Jiang Yudui said with a weak voice in his throat, "Master, look at the words on the gas meter."

"Where is the gas meter?" Cheng Ke walked into the kitchen, listening to Jiang Yuduo's voice, there was something wrong, he asked again, "Are you sick?"

"Not sick," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'm dying. The gas meter is next to the stove. Take time to see. After a while, I will die and no one will control you."

"Yes," Cheng Ke looked at the gas meter. "What's on it?"

"There is a card on it, insert the card and glance at the words on the screen." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Okay," Cheng Ke inserted an ic card on the gas meter into the card slot according to what he said. To be honest, Jiang Yuduo didn't even roar today, which made him very surprised and even produced With a trace of guilt, Jiang Yuduo was ill and had to be patient to act as a guide to household knowledge, "There is a word."

"What word is it." Jiang Yuduo asked.

"0." Cheng Ke suddenly understood that this should be running out of gas, "I..."

"I'm out of anger so I can't catch fire, idiot." Jiang Yuduo said weakly, "Go for the money."

The guilt in Cheng Ke's heart disappeared in an instant, but he had to gritt his teeth and challenged him with the title of idiot: "Where can I charge?"

"Bank," Jiang Yuduo said, "just the one you visited last time."

"Thank you." Cheng Ke gritted his teeth. He was very reluctant to say these two words to Jiang Yuduo, but he still said it habitually.

Jiang Yuduo did not speak or hang up.

Cheng Ke waited another two seconds, and there was still silence over there. He hesitated and hung up the phone.

The bank I visited last time was right next to Jiang Yuduo’s house. To be honest, Cheng Ke’s impression of this place was very bad. After all, he was stabbed inexplicably at this intersection. The wound was good, but If you look closely, you can still see a trace. It is estimated that it will be some time before it disappears completely.

It is very simple to top up the gas card. There is a machine in the bank. You can top up the card by plugging it in.

It's a little bit of common sense. Cheng Ke had never thought of a program in his life that “charge gas cards”.

After recharging, he walked out of the bank and subconsciously glanced at the intersection again, stopping when he was about to turn around and go back.

He wasn't such a kind-hearted person. Liu Tiancheng's appendicitis was hospitalized. He was too lazy to visit, but at this moment he wanted to go to Jiang Yu to take a look.

Because compared with appendicitis, a disease that clearly knows no major problems, Jiang Yuduo’s sudden lack of a voice call made him a little unreliable, and he couldn’t control his imagination. After he finished how to buy gas, he couldn’t even hang up after the last sentence, and he died...

He shook his head, unlucky.

Amitabha.

He walked over to the intersection. Since it was so close, just take a look.

Cheng Ke recognized that the road was much stronger than doing various housework. Although he had only been there once, he found it easily.

In fact, along the way, he hoped to meet Chen Qing, or Jiang Yuduo's followers who patrolled the street without any problems. It was much more natural for the followers to see what happened to Jiang Yuduo. Not too embarrassing.

He stood at the door of Jiang Yuduo's house. He first thought about how he should ridicule if Jiang Yuduo's fart did not happen, and then knocked on the door.

There was no movement in the door.

He knocked twice more, and still didn't hear the sound inside.

"Jiang Yuduo?" he shouted and continued to knock on the door, "Are you at home?"

It remained quiet inside.

He suddenly started to feel a little nervous, the intensity of knocking on the door increased, and the frequency also increased a lot, knocking at the door tom: "Jiang Yuduo!"

"Who." Jiang Yuduo's voice finally arrived.

"I, Cheng Ke." Cheng Ke sighed with relief.

The door opened and Jiang Yuduo stood in the door.

"You didn't..." Cheng Ke said halfway into his throat.

Jiang Yuduo was actually naked.

From top to bottom, there was no piece of cloth, so he stood alone and looked at him in the door.

Cheng Ke was very shocked. He had never seen Guo Ben able to be so calm in his life outside the bathhouse.

After Jiang Yuduo stared at him for two seconds, he suddenly said: "Fuck."

Then the door fell.