Antidote

Cheng Ke stared at the door that was knocked in front of him, and for a moment there was some reaction but he should say something or wait silently or turn away.

"Wait a moment." Jiang Yuduo's hoarse voice came from inside.

"Oh." Cheng Ke responded, Jiang Yuduo's voice sounded similar to the previous phone, it seemed more dumb, should it be sick?

Cheng Ke tried hard to clean up the pictures of the fruity body in his mind, so as to recall his face and whether he had a dish.

But it was unsuccessful. After all, for the first time in his life, someone slammed open the door for him, and the impact was a bit too strong. He tried several times, and the fruit of Jiang Yuduo was still shaking in front of him.

A barrage was even issued without control.

Good figure.

Ah **** you!

Cheng Ke frowned and was about to take out his phone to calm down, and the door opened again.

It takes less than five seconds before and after. For a person who has splints on his arms and legs, the speed of wearing clothes is a bit super...

Fuck?

"You!" Cheng Ke stared at Jiang Yuduo, who was still standing in the door without a ray of light.

This time, he still couldn't see whether Jiang Yuduo's face was disheveled.

The first thing he saw was a scar on Jiang Yuduo's chest.

...How many scars does this man have?

There are actually both sides.

"I'm struggling to get dressed," Jiang Yuduo said. "I want to ask first, do you **** don't know how to recharge the gas card?"

"No!" Cheng Ke took off his coat at the super-super speed and smashed Jiang Yuduo, "I'm **** full!"

"Then why did you come here?" Jiang Yuduo caught his clothes and blocked him.

"I see if you are killed!" Cheng Ke was speechless.

"Not yet," Jiang Yuduo stepped back two steps and opened the door again. "Come in."

Go in for a fart!

Cheng Ke didn't even have any thoughts of going in. Now he regrets that he has come here to overflow with compassion to get such a stimulus.

But the door opposite the neighbor's house suddenly rang.

Cheng Ke was shocked, and an arrow step rushed into the house, and the door was thrown backhand.

This scene is to be seen by the neighbors, let alone jumping into the Yellow River, and jumping into the Pacific Ocean is not clear, although the neighbor may not know who he is.

Jiang Yuduo threw his clothes on the sofa, turned and walked slowly to the bedroom.

This speed was more than 5,700 times slower than opening and closing the door before. Cheng Ke knew that this was because Jiang Yu snatched his leg slowly, but he still wanted to push him in the past.

"I thought Chen Qing." Jiang Yuduo said after finally rubbing into the bedroom.

"Have you blocked your ears? I said that I am Cheng Ke!" Cheng Ke sat on the sofa. This magical reason made him not surprised that Jiang Yuduo could actually meet the General Protection Law in this image.

"I heard you say it," Jiang Yuduo said, "but I thought it was Chen Qing, don't you understand?"

"I..." Cheng Ke wanted to say that I certainly couldn't understand it. After hearing the words Cheng Ke, Chen Qing could be thought. Who can understand the idea of ​​planting soybeans in my brain?

Before he finished, his hand was suddenly touched by a stuffy thing.

Mouse!

Cheng Ke jumped up from the sofa in an instant, and when he jumped into the air, he remembered that this should be the cat that Jiang Yuduo had.

When I looked back on the sofa, I saw a kitten with round eyes and looked at him in surprise.

Probably stunned by his lightning speed.

"I've never seen such an old man who is afraid of mice," Jiang Yuduo said.

"Where am I afraid?" Cheng Ke turned his head and turned away quickly. Jiang Yuduo was sitting bare by the bed. The underwear had just put on a leg. He couldn't help but turned his head again. Go back and point to Jiang Yuduo, "Are you still able to wear this dress?"

"Shouldn't I wear pants first?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him, and suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Is it enviable that I want to take a few more look?"

"I'm gone." Cheng Ke took his coat and was ready to leave.

He felt the weight was a bit wrong when he took the jacket. He glanced down and found that the cat didn't know when to hang his sleeves on top.

"Go on." Cheng Ke shook his clothes.

"You haven't said you yet..." Jiang Yuduo didn't know if he was talking a little too much. At this time, half of his voice was so dumb that he was almost silent. "What are you doing?"

"You listen to your own movements," Cheng Ke sighed while shaking his clothes. "Just when the phone was not hanging or there was no sound, I stopped by to see what was going on. If I died, I would call the police. ."

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak.

Cheng Ke shook for a long time and could not shake the cat down, but he didn't dare to catch it, fearing that the cat would scratch him if he recognized him.

After a while Jiang Yuduo said in the back: "Thank you."

Cheng Ke turned his head and saw that he had put on his underwear and a pair of track pants and was still shirtless, but he was finally relieved visually.

It was suddenly such a sincere thank you that Cheng Ke couldn't take it anymore.

Jiang Yuduo slowly came over, reached out to pick up the cat from his clothes and threw it on the sofa, and then asked: "Did you eat?"

"No, if you want to cook two eggs, isn't it going to be on fire?" Cheng Ke suddenly regretted this sentence.

Sure enough, Jiang Yuduo immediately picked up the phone on the table and said while dialing: "Eat together."

"No," Cheng Ke struggled to refuse. "I still have something to do. Just go out and eat a little bit later."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yudui looked up at him.

"Just..." Cheng Ke suddenly couldn't compile a suitable reason, mainly because he hadn't fully adapted to Jiang Yuduo's cruel attitude that he took the politeness seriously every time and made the scene embarrassed again and again. Was caught off guard.

"You have a fart thing," Jiang Yudui said with a throat, and continued to poke on the phone, "Go to a supermarket every day, and I have never been out of my site..."

"You follow me?" Cheng Ke was so surprised that his eyelids were almost unable to hold his eyes.

"No," Jiang Yuduo said, "I said, here is my site. Suspicious people like you, I will follow me every day without tracking..."

Jiang Yuduo cleared his throat painstakingly and coughed twice: "Report."

Suspicious your uncle!

Cheng Ke didn't want to speak.

"Dabin," Jiang Yuduo made a call. "Help me go to Fulou to buy two early... I'm fine, um, send me home... whatever you want."

After finishing the phone call, Jiang Yuduo lit a cigarette, sat on a chair, and glared face-to-face with Cheng Ke.

"I really don't eat." Cheng Ke said.

"Then watch me eat." Jiang Yuduo said.

"...Are you always like this?" Cheng Ke couldn't breathe anymore, only to feel deeply convinced by Jiang Yu's neurological state.

"Which way?" Jiang Yuduo said the two words without a voice, and could only guess by breath and mouth.

"Forget it, don't talk," Cheng Ke sighed. "I listened hard and wanted to hit someone."

Jiang Yuduo smiled, did not speak again, caught the cat jumping on the table and rubbed it on his lap.

Cheng Ke didn't want to stare at Jiang Yuduo's upper body, but his scar was really a bit of a pull, and it was difficult to remove his gaze.

Finally, I couldn't help but asked: "Did you go to the crematorium every time you fought?"

"Huh?" Jiang Yuduo froze, looked down at his chest again, and laughed.

"It must have been cut with a forty meter knife." Cheng Ke sighed. He didn't know how Jiang Yuduo with such a scar on his back could still laugh.

"Just like this," Jiang Yuduo laughed and cleared his throat, but his throat was still dumb. "Who can beat me like this in a fight?"

"It's a big tone," Cheng Ke disdained. "I almost believed it if I didn't look at your splint."

"That's different. No one here dared to move the knife with me," Jiang Yuduo pinched the cigarette, grabbed a t-shirt next to it, and began to put it on his body. "These were all made when I was a kid."

Cheng Ke froze for a moment, did not speak.

Jiang Yu struggled to get dressed in one arm. He still struggled in his clothes after wearing it for a long time. Since his arm was injured, he could toss his clothes every time he took off and took off his clothes. He didn’t know how to put it on yesterday. The clothes are taken off...

"Come and help me." He looked at Cheng Ke with one eye out of his neckline. "Can I see something in his eyes?"

Cheng Ke, who had been staring at him in a daze, frowned, got up and grabbed his hand, and helped him pull the clothes down: "How do you wear it when no one is around?"

"You want to say now that you are not human," Jiang Yuduo said, "I will wear it myself."

Cheng Ke paused, grabbed his hand again, and dragged his jacket back to his arm: "I'm not a person."

"You and the next one! The three-and-a-half-year-old kid next door is a class..." Jiang Yuduo roared, but his voice didn't fit well, and most of the following sentences were silent.

"Did you catch a cold?" Cheng Ke asked, "Did you go to the hospital to see?"

Jiang Yuduo struggled to put his clothes back on his body: "Don't go."

Don't go to the hospital.

He thought of the hospital as nausea.

When he went to the plywood, he had a few nightmares at that time. He didn't go to change medicine again.

After putting on his clothes, he stared at Cheng Ke again. Seeing that Cheng Ke had no intention of forcibly walking, he lit a cigarette again.

"It's just how often you smoke," Cheng Ke said. "It's estimated that I'm ready to learn dumb words."

Jiang Yuduo was about to speak, and suddenly Yu Guang saw a shadow outside the window shaking, and he stood up suddenly, stroking his index finger to stop him from speaking, and then quietly jumped to the window in two steps. Child, looked out from the slit of the curtain.

There are many people outside now. Today is Saturday. Those who have rested have been out for a while.

Jiang Yuduo quickly began to search from the farthest place in his field of vision, but only saw a back view flashing into the diagonally opposite channel.

This is the channel again.

Twice.

After he slowly left the window, Cheng Ke whispered: "Your leg, is the splint a jewelry?"

"No." Jiang Yuduo sat down, just jumped two times, his calf was a little sour, but the problem was not big, it could have been removed in the past few days.

In fact, he wanted to dismantle today, but he felt that the plywood made him feel at ease.

It's not easy to get injured again after being injured.

...Not being hit by the cabinet door.

Da Bin's voice came from outside the window: "Brother, I'm here."

"Huh." Jiang Yuduo responded, and Da Bin was the smartest of all his little brothers. It was the only one who would let out a little voice through the window to let him know.

Just about to get up to open the door, Cheng Ke has stood up and opened the door in the past.

"Brother Ke?" Dabin greeted Cheng Ke in surprise, "I thought Sange took two servings."

"What did you buy?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

As soon as Da Bin heard his voice, he paused, as if he wanted to ask something, but he still didn't ask. He put the two bags on the table: "I looked at the delicious ones and bought them a bit. No more than two, just two bags."

"It's okay." Jiang Yuduo withdrew his money from his wallet.

"More, third brother." Da Bin said.

"Then you will find money for me?" Jiang Yuduo asked. "Or give me a collection code to scan."

"That's too ugly," Da Bin laughed. "I kept it. I'll buy you a supper next time."

"Do you have some food together?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"No," Dabin said, "I'll eat with Brother Qing later. I'll go to their shop for an interview today."

"Then go quickly." Jiang Yuduo waved his hand.

After Dabin left, Jiang Yuduo sat next to the table and looked at Cheng Ke, who was still watching meow playing with plastic bags: "Eat, can I feed you?"

"Does this cat have a name?" Cheng Ke sat across from him.

"Meow." He opened the packing bag and took out the box of boxes of food inside. They were all steaming and looked very comfortable.

Cheng Ke looked at him without speaking.

"Just call meow." He had to explain again.

"...Oh," Cheng Ke nodded. "It's like the names of cats."

"Mimi only stunned the cats." Jiang Yuduo pushed a drawer of sandbags in front of him. "This is smaller than other places, but it's delicious. You eat it."

"I'll try both," Cheng Ke said, "can't eat so much."

"The buns aren't as big as my eggs," Jiang Yuduo said. "You eat two?"

Cheng Ke went to take the steamed bun and stopped in the air. After a few seconds, he looked up and looked at him: "Can you not use this kind of analogy when eating?"

"Why are you so hypocritical," Jiang Yuduo looked at the sandbags and thought about it again, "No one is as big as a table tennis ball."

"I don't want to eat anymore." Cheng Ke said.

"Then eat something else," Jiang Yuduo took the quicksand bag in front of him, and pushed a box of char siu pastry over again. "This is also delicious."

Cheng Ke sandwiched a char siew.

When Jiang Yuduo grabbed a quicksand bag to eat, he said again: "Do you have the illusion of eating your own egg now?"

Jiang Yuduo's hand stopped in the air, watching Cheng Ke.

Cheng Ke took a bite of pork roast crisp: "I probably ate this, did you listen to Fulou?"

"No." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Huh?" Cheng Ke looked at him.

"You," Jiang Yuduo lay down on the table and leaned over to him, lowering his voice, "Can you bite your own egg? It's awesome young master."

Although Jiang Yuduo had a fight with Cheng Ke and knew that this person must have practiced, but to be honest, Cheng Ke usually looked at it, and his combat effectiveness was actually quite weak. Historical facts.

Cheng Ke grabbed his hair and pressed his head to the table with a speed he didn't see clearly. He suddenly remembered that this man was combative and strong.

"I invite you to eat early," Jiang Yuduo put his head on the table, looking at the box of phoenix claws in front of him. "You just treat me like that?"

"Did I ask you to invite?" Cheng Ke pressed his head and didn't let go.

"Anyway, you didn't leave," Jiang Yuduo said, "If you want to leave, can I still stop like this?"

"Fuck?" Cheng Ke seemed shocked by the sound.

Then his hand was released, and when Jiang Yuduo raised his head, Cheng Ke had stood up and walked to the door while wearing a coat.

"Hey!" Jiang Yu sighed. He didn't actually want to talk to Cheng Ke, especially when Cheng Ke made a special trip to see him die.

It's just that the two of them are not always on the channel. He always thought he was just not on the channel with Chen Qing.

He followed and stood up, reaching out to hold Cheng Ke. Although he hasn’t fully believed that Cheng Ke really has no purpose in being here, he still wants to maintain a friendly relationship. If something is wrong, he is easier Awareness.

But he probably stood a little fierce, and he didn't sleep well. Just now he was smashed his head with his head... He couldn't see anything when he stood up, and he was dizzy.

When Cheng Ke turned his head, Jiang Yu struck dumbly towards his side for two steps, and he gave him a conditioned reflex when Jiang Yuduo was about to hit the chair.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Ke asked with a frown.

"It started fiercely," Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke just wanted to let go, but saw Jiang Yu grabbing the sweat from his head. The big sweat beads hadn't been there before he turned and left, just ten seconds...

"Aren't you getting violent?" Cheng Ke suddenly became nervous, "You sit down first!"

Jiang Yuzhuo swayed to the sofa, and Cheng Ke pushed his arm to the sofa with his arm in half.

"Called Chen Qing," Jiang Yu's voice was so dumb, "Not going to the hospital."

"What?" Cheng Ke didn't understand.

"Chen Qing." Jiang Yu grabbed his eyebrows and looked uncomfortable.

"Got it." Cheng Ke touched his forehead and touched his sweat. He wiped it on Jiang Yuduo's clothes, not hot, not a fever.

"Fuck|Your uncle." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Don't you wipe my sweat?" Cheng Ke turned and took Jiang Yuduo's cell phone on the table.

The mobile phone desktop is a picture of a meow whose name is not obscured by all cats, and it is taken very well, with a small hairy face shining in the sun.

No process, I was not in a mood to look closely. I clicked on the call log. I didn't see Chen Qing's name. At first glance, I saw "Cheng·Mentally retarded·Qu"

"Fuck," Cheng Ke scolded, and continued to look down, "Is this king covering the ground tiger?"

"Huh." Jiang Yuduo responded with a frown.

Cheng Ke dialed the number of the king of the land to cover the ground tiger, and there were a few sounds over there and they picked it up: "Three Brothers."

"I, Cheng Ke," Cheng Ke said, there was no voice in Chen Qing over there, it was estimated that the reaction could not come over, Cheng Ke added another sentence, "Jaeger-LeCoultre."

"Ah!" Chen Qing was quite shocked. "How do you hold his phone?"

Cheng Ke glanced at Jiang Yuduo: "I am here in Jiang Yuduo, he seems..."

"What did you do!" Chen Qing suddenly shouted.

"I didn't do anything, he seemed..." Cheng Ke frowned, but was interrupted by Chen Qing halfway through the conversation.

"You didn't do anything, why is his cell phone at you!" Chen Qinghou.

"I'm going to your mother's," Cheng Ke fired. "I stabbed him. You come right now. I will stab him to death late!"

Chen Qing was silent, not knowing if he was recovering his IQ. After two seconds, he finally stopped roaring, with a pant in his voice, like running: "What's wrong with him?"

"It seems dizzy and my voice is dumb." Cheng Ke said.

"I'll be here soon," Chen Qing said in succession. "Don't send him to the hospital, don't go to the hospital, don't go to the hospital, he can go back to the hospital and get fainted again."

"Got it, do I have to do something now?" Cheng Ke asked.

"No, you just need to watch him. He is dizzy. He is old. Sister Qian guesses that he may be the fault of that beautiful thing, but I haven't seen the doctor before, and I don't know." Wind, "I'll be here soon, I'll drive over."

Cheng Ke didn't know what he was talking about, and could only confess another sentence: "Pay attention to safety."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Ke froze for a while next to the table, took a chair and sat on the sofa, and looked at Jiang Yuduo who had already laid on the sofa: "Drink water?"

"No." Jiang Yuduo said with his eyes closed.

"Oh." Cheng Ke cleared his throat and didn't know what he should do now. He hadn't encountered this kind of scene. No matter who is sick, he won't stand at home. At most he stands in the ward to see The doctor and nurse are busy.

However, he remained silent for a while, and appeared slightly perfunctory. There was a sense of embarrassment that he really stabbed Jiang Yu.

"Do you have something to eat?" Cheng Ke forcefully asked again.

Jiang Yuduo didn't make a sound, sighed softly, and then opened it after a while: "You don't have to talk about anything. When you are dizzy, I let you eat. Can you eat?"

"Can't eat." Cheng Ke answered truthfully.

"So shut up." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke didn't want to breathe with a patient, but didn't say anything, but he was a little shocked to see the sweat beads coming out of Jiang Yuduo's forehead again. He pulled a towel on the sofa and put Jiang Yu on his forehead. The sweat wiped.

"Then I **** the cat." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke looked at the meow next to him, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. At this time, the laughter sounded a little uncomfortable. He quickly closed it: "Sorry."

Jiang Yuduo twitched his lips and smiled.

After laughing, he said another sentence: "I will not go to the hospital."

"Well, I know." Cheng Ke looked at him.