Antidote

Jiang Yuduo didn't answer Cheng Ke's question, which he thought he forcibly saved face, but just glanced at him, carrying something and went out: "There is a bag there, help me get it."

Cheng Ke held the cat in his coat with one hand, picked up the bag on the ground with one hand, and closed the door behind him: "Do you need to lock it?"

"No, the old lady would come here in the afternoon and find it hard to curse people if he turns around twice," Jiang Yuduo said.

"What's wrong with this?" Cheng Ke froze.

"I can say that I don't want her to enter the door." Jiang Yuduo said.

"The old lady who is so hard to serve..." Cheng Ke was a little speechless.

"I have cleaned up my house for a day, so I'm afraid that it won't be cleaned up," Jiang Yuduo sighed. "She scolded me for two hours."

"Is Lucie renting this room to you?" Cheng Ke asked.

"No," Jiang Yuduo said, "I live in vain."

"Oh," Cheng Ke answered, "Does the old lady come often?"

"Once a few months," Jiang Yuduo said, "I usually go out and stay for a few days, and now it's a little trouble to have a cat."

"Actually you," Cheng Ke stood at the entrance of the corridor with him. I don't know if he was going to take a taxi or what he was doing. "It's good to rent a house by myself. You don't have to be angry with the old lady."

"I'm not upset," Jiang Yuduo looked at the intersection and whispered, "At three and a half years old, his grandma also scolded me all day. I think it's fine."

"What is your hobby?" Cheng Ke looked at him.

"You don't understand," Jiang Yuduo said, "the feeling of living on earth."

"Really," Cheng Ke frowned. "Did I die in the world? I can't stand someone scolding me."

Jiang Yuduo glanced at him: "I am different from you."

We are different.

Cheng Ke sang in his heart.

After standing for about two minutes, a Lu Xun drove over and stopped before them and Chen Qing jumped out of the car.

"Damn it! There was a broken three-wheeler at the intersection, and there was no one there. My mother dragged the three-wheeler away and came in," Chen Qing looked at what they were holding, "That's it Something?"

"Did I say a lot of things?" Jiang Yuzhuo glared at him. "Why don't you come by with a pickup?"

"There are no pickups in the store today," Chen Qing took the cat cage in his hand and put it in the trunk. "Ji... Ke..."

"I beg you," Cheng Ke said, "Just call me Jaeger-LeCoultre, and forget my name?"

"Brother Ji," Chen Qing said, "let's put it here."

Cheng Ke put the bag in his trunk into the trunk and hugged the cat into the back seat.

"Third Brother," Chen Qing started the car. "Why don't you go to my house and live, you can still order some meals."

"Don't I always eat at any time," Jiang Yuduo said.

"It's inconvenient for you to stay in a hotel, and you can't do it yourself." Chen Qing said.

"Forget it, your mother looks pretty unhappy to me, she doesn't look well to you," Jiang Yuduo said, "I live there in Chengke."

"Ah?" Chen Qing glanced at Cheng Ke from the rearview mirror. "You used to clean up the house and cook for him?"

"...Not at all." Cheng Ke sighed.

But listening to Jiang Yuduo's words, he was going to live with him, but at this moment he was a little unhappy, and he always felt that he had done something shameful.

Jiang Yuduo didn't know what he thought.

"Then..." Chen Qing wanted to say something, but hesitated and didn't go on, "Okay, these two days anyway."

After sending them downstairs, Chen Qing hurried back to the store.

Cheng Ke took the cat out of his clothes. This cat probably followed Jiang Yu for a long time. He was very wild. He walked back and forth in his clothes. It is estimated that his claws had drawn several marks on him.

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak for a long time, and he looked thoughtful.

After entering the door and putting everything down, he looked at Cheng Ke and said, "I have something to say, don't be angry."

"Speak," Cheng Ke sat on the sofa. "I'm good-tempered."

"I treat you as a friend," Jiang Yuduo said, "so you... like men, like cute, I don't care, I don't think you... perverted."

Cheng Ke glanced at him and said nothing.

"Just," Jiang Yuduo said very hard, but the expression on his face was very serious, and he could see that what he wanted to say was very important to him. "If you really have any ideas, I won't say What, after all...it's your own business, but...anyway...you have to hold back, don't let me feel it."

Cheng Ke was silent.

Not surprised, not stunned.

At this moment I remembered that I jumped out and opened the window.

He grows so big, likes and is liked, and has experienced both rejection and rejection. Generally, it is almost a hint to understand each other.

But Jiang Yuduo's solemn and serious tone seemed to be an ultimatum, as if slapping him in the face.

This embarrassment and a straight blow that didn't give face at all, he tasted it for the first time.

This taste can hardly be summed up.

He knew now that his face was not as thick as he thought.

"Third Brother," Cheng Ke lit a cigarette. "What the **** did you feel?"

"I don't know how it feels to be interested in someone," Jiang Yuduo looked at him, "but I know how it feels if someone is interested in me."

"Fuck|Your uncle," Cheng Ke said, "I don't have any interest in you, do you understand?"

Jiang Yuduo still looked at him and spoke after a while: "I'm not a fool."

"Give you a minute, no, a second," Cheng Ke pointed to the door, "Go away."

Jiang Yuduo hesitated, took a step towards the door, and stopped again: "Don't be angry, I am just..."

"I'll let you go now, don't be angry," Cheng Ke said, "a second."

Jiang Yuduo paused, opened the door and went out.

After the door closed, Cheng Ke pinched off the smoke, lowered his head for a moment, scratched his hand in his hair, and then irritated him, and then pulled it all over his head, hell! How can this be done!

When he raised his head, he saw Meow sitting on the coffee table, looking at him intently.

"You look fart?" Cheng Ke stared at it, "Go away!"

Meow ignored him and didn't move.

Cheng Ke looked at the various cat supplies that hadn't been sorted, and froze for five minutes. Then he stood up and opened all the things.

In the cat cage and cat’s nest, Jiang Yuduo usually placed it next to the radiator. He put the cat’s nest next to the radiator. The sink and water basin were placed beside the kitchen door, and he put a small towel for sleeping. In the nest, the cat toilet is placed in the human toilet.

When he entered the toilet, he knocked on the door frame, the cat litter spilled all over the floor, and the meow screamed behind him.

"Got it!" Cheng Ke yelled back, "You can rest assured of **** if there are fewer cat litters!"

Meow did not yell at him, sat down calmly, raised his paw and licked.

Cheng Ke is quite skilled in sweeping the floor now. It took him only 20 seconds to clean the cat litter. When he was about to pour it back into the cat toilet, he glanced at the cat who had been staring at him, and finally poured the cat litter into it. trash can.

"All right," he said.

Meow stood up and entered the toilet, and came out after a round.

It is estimated to be an inspection.

Cheng Ke poured water into the sink and returned to the living room. He sat on the sofa, and Meow quickly followed, jumped onto the sofa, and fell on his lap.

"Go ahead!" Cheng Ke picked it up and threw it aside.

It came back quickly and lay back on his lap again.

Cheng Ke threw it away two more times, and they all came back again. Cheng Ke sighed, left it alone, and lay down on the sofa, holding the remote control and turning on the projector.

Watch a movie.

He looked for a while in the set-top box, and picked a random one, which was that the chicken flying dog jumped into the sky and the racing boat was opened.

As soon as he saw the beginning, he had fallen asleep before the title had come out.

But I didn't sleep long, and when I woke up, the movie was still ending.

He should have been able to sleep till night, he was stunned, and Meow didn't know when he was lying on his chest.

Fortunately, I haven’t watched a horror movie, or I will have a nightmare.

He sat up and looked at the time. Lunch was missed. Afternoon tea time was almost the same. When he thought of eating, he glanced at the cat food. Miao followed him all the time. Was he hungry?

Do cats eat three meals a day?

How much do you eat per meal?

Do you give canned food for every meal?

Cheng Ke had no idea about these, he took out his phone, stared at the black screen for a long time, and then tossed the phone aside.

Eat a little, and it won't last.

He grabbed a handful from the cat food bag and put it in the bowl.

Meow immediately passed by, buried his head and started eating.

In Cheng Ke's impression, cats and dogs are all eaten with their tongues curled up. For the first time, he saw a small kitten, opened his mouth and slammed into the cat food.

"Is this your inherited Jiang Dacun?" Cheng Ke squatted down and looked at it, "Ah? You're too barbarous to eat, right?"

After saying this, he suddenly became a little restless.

He stood up to pour himself a glass of water and drank it in one breath.

He drove Jiang Yuduo away from here two hours ago. To tell the truth, his embarrassing and shameful momentum has not passed. When he thought of Jiang Yuduo's serious expressions, he felt embarrassed.

But Meow just wobbled back and forth in front of his eyes. As soon as he saw it, he could think of Jiang Yuduo.

When he thought of Jiang Yuduo, he seemed to be burning all over his body.

It’s not desire.

It's the kind of scalding pain that sweeps the face under a large crowd.

It was embarrassing for a while, depressed for a while, and angrily wanting to scold myself again for a while.

Clearly knowing that Jiang Yu grabbed two points and one line, and still had no control over his temperament.

waste!

At four o'clock, Cheng Ke felt that he was not hungry, and he wouldn't be hungry even if he didn't eat lunch. Today, it is estimated that the internal energy consumption is too embarrassing.

He ordered a takeaway for himself, and then walked to the window, hoping that the food delivery brother would appear soon.

It's not snowing at this time, but the wind is still quite strong. He hadn't called for takeaway before. Now he's about to call it every day. I admire the takeaway brother who runs on the street in this kind of weather. Impulsive, but afraid of being impolite.

Or take a jar of yogurt today... It seems inappropriate to let younger brother drink yogurt in a cold day...

He was thinking about it in a confused way, and suddenly he saw a meal-delivering brother, Baotou, drove his motorcycle over.

So fast?

Without waiting for him to come over to see if it was given to him, he walked out of the building alone and walked to the younger brother.

It's not surprising that there are others ordering food in this building, but...

Cheng Ke opened the window, stretched his head out and stared a few more times.

But this man is Jiang Yuduo!

This is amazing!

Cheng Ke couldn't recognize Jiang Yuduo's Tianling cover, but he knew Jiang Yuduo's coat. Jiang Yuduo was driven out of the house a few hours ago by wearing this coat.

Now Jiang Yuduo is still downstairs!

And... cut off his takeaway?

Cheng Ke froze for a moment, turned around and walked quickly to the sofa, took the phone and turned it on.

Show that the little brother has just entered the store.

That was not the meal he ordered, it was Jiang Yu's.

Fuck?

Cheng Ke hurried to the window again. When he looked down, the food delivery brother had turned around and drove away, and Jiang Yuduo was no longer downstairs.

Cheng Ke froze on the window sill with the north wind for a long time before shrinking back and closing the window.

He couldn't even think of a rough analogy at this moment.

Stunned on the sofa.

Jiang Yuduo was chased out by him, but he didn't leave, or did he go back?

What does this **** mean?

Just feel that someone is going to kill him so keep it?

Regardless of whether it is true or not, if someone wants to kill him, Guan Jiangyu takes the fart!

because……

I treat you as a friend.

Jiang Yuduo was very serious when he said this sentence, just as seriously as when he said, "You have to hold back."

I treat you as a friend, so I will protect you, but although we are friends, I can't accept that you hang your thoughts on my face.

Cheng Ke sighed.

He didn't know what Jiang Yuduo's definition of friends was.

Because he felt he could not do this to an ordinary friend.

For Cheng Ke, Jiang Yuduo's behavior simply gave him the opportunity to think about something.

The phone rang and Cheng Ke answered the phone.

Only this time he ordered the meal.

When he went to open the door, he looked out of the cat's eyes and saw that it was the meal-brother who opened the door.

What he ordered was a rice dumpling with rice.

He likes to eat twice-cooked pork, especially the soup with twice-cooked pork is mixed with rice...soup!

Cheng Ke looked at the clearly defined food and dishes in the lunch box with shock, and then pulled twice with chopsticks.

"Fuck!" He couldn't help but scolded.

Is this called rice bowl?

Rice bowl without soup is an insult to diners!

Cheng Ke had been upset for an afternoon, and now the mood is up to the zenith. He threw chopsticks **** the table and sat back on the sofa.

Who the **** are you going to eat?

There are quite a lot of words about security, it should be said that there are many.

Jiang Yuduo sat in the security room. Before the meal, the security guard kept telling him about his childhood. From the kindergarten to the elementary school, he started talking about junior high school after eating.

It may be so annoying to change people not to walk, but Jiang Yuduo is very interesting.

Kindergarten, elementary school, and junior high school are the life experiences that most people will have even if they are street gangsters, but he is completely blank.

These long-winded narratives give him a feeling that he is slowly experiencing the lives of others, a little dazed, envious, and safe.

So many people are in the sun, no matter how unfortunate they are, they are still in the sun.

He likes to listen to these, just like he likes to listen to his grandmother and Lucie and her mother scolding themselves at the age of three and a half. The feeling of being very secular and common in the streets and the world makes him feel real.

Cheng Ke slept on the sofa until it was dark and woke up.

Looking at the time, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. This time he was awake hungry, and he entered three restaurants in his dream. He was kicked out because he had no money.

He got up and washed his face, grabbed some cat food for meow, and opened another can. I don’t know how much to feed. Looking at the food phase of the meow, maybe ten or eight of them could be eaten. He hesitated to give first Two spoons.

After scooping a spoon, before reaching the edge of the food bowl, Miao already stood up and hugged the spoon and began to eat.

Cheng Ke sighed: "Hungry."

Meowing gobble up eating two spoonfuls of canned food, and then continue to eat cat food, Cheng Ke did not dare to feed again, after all, other people's cats are still a little bit slack.

Its owner is still... downstairs?

Cheng Ke hesitated and walked to the window, looking down against the glass.

Fuck.

Really!

Jiang Yuduo is estimated to have been in the security room for a long time, and may have become acquainted with the security guard. At this time, he and the security guard were standing together on the open ground downstairs to fight military punches.

Are both neuropathy?

Have you eaten!

Cheng Ke didn't know where he got the fire, and his stomach was aching at the moment.

He drew the curtains hard.

After staring at the curtains for a long time, I suddenly felt that I might have found the source of fire-everyone except him can get along with Jiang Yuduo.

He alone, no matter what, could not find a point where he could get along with Jiang Yuduo in balance.

It was the same even before he didn’t have a ghost.

I am different from you.

Jiang Yuduo's words were still in his mind.

Who are you like?

Cheng Ke didn't order takeaway anymore, he didn't want to give himself a reason to stand by the window and look out.

He went to boil a pot of boiling water and soaked a bowl of instant noodles for himself.

Then I sat in the living room and watched a movie.

When Xu Ding called, he had a feeling of being saved.

Although Xu Ding just reminded him to shoot the video tomorrow, and then confirmed some details with him, it was all work related, but for him who had been bored for a day, it was indeed a life-saving.

"Tomorrow I have something to talk to you about." Xu Ding said.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Ke asked.

"I made a theme restaurant with my friends," Xu Ding said, "Sand painting."

"Huh?" Cheng Ke pressed the movie to pause.

"Would you like to come over and help?" Xu Ding said, "It's still being decorated, you look at it, art director, usually invite people to perform, you occasionally come to a performance guest or something, are you interested?"

"Do you think I can do it?" Cheng Ke asked. Xu Ding's questioning is definitely not as simple as he said. If it's really just to take a look at it, and occasionally go to perform, Xu Ding will not follow when he is still renovating. He says.

"I think you can do it all." Xu Ding smiled.

"Xu Ding, don't you want to help me like this," Cheng Ke said, "I don't want to owe you such a big favor."

"If it's just an ordinary restaurant, I'll call you to help me," Xu Ding said, "I'm begging you to look for you in this regard."

"That line," Cheng Ke thought for a while, "talk tomorrow."

"Okay." Xu Ding said, "By the way, if it's convenient tomorrow, ask the third son to come together. I said it last time. If you have another performance, call him."

"...Is this a show tomorrow?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Forget it, making a video is more interesting than just performing," Xu Ding said, "but if you are inconvenient, just forget it."

"What's inconvenient," Cheng Ke didn't want Xu Ding to notice, "Call him."

"Then I will call him later," Xu Ding said, "I will send you a car to pick you up tomorrow."

"Okay." Cheng Ke responded.

After hanging up the phone, he sighed softly.

After watching the movie, Cheng Ke got up and walked to the window again. The security guard on duty downstairs should change shifts now. Jiang Yuduo's mixed one had to go back to rest.

Can the next one stay him in the security room?

...Is he still downstairs?

After standing at the window for a few minutes, Jiang Yuduo walked out of the building with the security guard. The security guard waved with him and turned to walk towards the security dormitory in the community.

Jiang Yuduo didn't go back to the building, stood on the open space for a while, walked slowly behind the building, and walked out of the building after a while.

Cheng Ke took control of himself, pulled the curtains back and sat on the sofa.

After watching the movie, he went to the window again.

Jiang Yuduo was not downstairs.

He stared around and saw no one.

When he was about to take a shower and go to sleep, Jiang Yuduo came out of the corridor again, and ran after a little activity in the open space.

Cheng Ke watched him run into the small garden along the road, and soon ran out from the other side of the small garden, and then went back around the building in a circle.

night run?

Although it has not snowed yet, this temperature...

Cheng Ke raised his head violently. At this moment, he felt that he was probably really a waste, and he really did not have any friends. It is not unreasonable that no friend has stood by for so many years.

It was only after he arrived that he suddenly remembered that Jiang Yuduo had a fever.

This guilt and annoyance made him doubt whether he was "caring" or not.

When he ran out of the door, he didn't even put on his coat, so he remembered to take the key. When he found that the coat was not worn, the elevator had already gone down.

Forget it, for a while.

When he rushed out of the elevator, the security guard was probably surprised by his clothes and shouted: "Mr. Cheng! Is there something wrong! Is something wrong!"

"It's all right!" Cheng Ke waved at him, "I'll be back in a minute!"

Cheng Ke felt cold after rushing out. He just saw Jiang Yuduo ran into the small garden again, so he ran directly over, using the simplest method.

He shouted at the small garden: "Jiang Yuduo!"

Two seconds later, Jiang Yuduo, who was shocked, ran out from the side: "What's wrong!"

Without waiting for his answer, Jiang Yuduo had grabbed his arm and threw him into the corner between the pillar and the wall next to it. This movement was so fast that Cheng Ke didn't understand how he was dumped.

By the time he recovered, Jiang Yuduo had already pulled out the knife from his pocket.

"I'm fine!" Cheng Ke was taken aback, and quickly grabbed his left hand holding the knife, "I just came down to find you!"

Jiang Yuduo looked around again before turning his head: "Find me?"

Cheng Ke frowned and touched his head: "You haven't retreated yet?"

"Retired." Jiang Yudui hid behind him.

"Come up." Cheng Ke turned and walked upstairs.

Jiang Yuduo stood still.

Cheng Ke turned his head to look at him and shouted with his voice: "Come up!"

Jiang Yuduo hesitated for two seconds and followed.