Antidote

Cheng Ke didn't give up right away. This wasteland is a simple parking lot. Almost a row of shops has a back door facing here. People who ran from here only need to run a few steps to enter through the back door of a random store. And walk away from the front door.

Cheng Ke went back to the front door and walked around. He didn't see the two people anymore. He entered the store again and asked one by one whether there were two people walking in and out of the back door.

When asked about the penultimate house, the boss nodded: "Someone came in from the back door and walked from the front. I don't know where to go, but it's just one person, not two."

"Thank you." Cheng Ke said.

"Why, thieves?" the boss asked.

"Ah." Cheng Ke responded.

"There are a lot of thieves in this piece," the boss said. "Almost all the people who opened the shop can recognize it. I haven't seen that one before."

"...Oh, thank you." Cheng Ke said.

"You're welcome, pay attention to things, don't think there is no thief in the building materials market, more." The boss said.

Cheng Ke walked out of the store and glanced at Jiang Yuduo, who was standing outside: "I ran into this house, and the boss didn't see where I went."

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak.

"It doesn't make sense to see it," Cheng Ke sighed. "I can't be sure if I passed by, or if I followed us and ran away."

"When we bought out the cement, the two cigarettes hadn't finished smoking, and we didn't mean to go," Jiang Yuduo said. "I walked to the store on the far side before I entered, just to see if they would I will follow you. There are so many wooden shops in this row. They did not enter the shop after they reached the end. I came out and then suddenly entered the shop."

Cheng Ke frowned, indeed.

Before Jiang Yuduo said that he had seen someone, he always didn't believe it, because nothing but Jiang Yuduo saw him again.

But today, these two people, or one person, he saw, and two bosses confirmed it.

"You just said," Cheng Ke looked at Jiang Yuduo, "Not them?"

"No." Jiang Yuduo answered very simply.

"Why aren't you?" Cheng Ke asked.

"I know." Jiang Yudui frowned.

Cheng Ke looked at him without speaking.

Every time "they" appeared, Jiang Yuduo hoped he would see it and asked him more than once.

Did you see it?

No.

did not see.

See nothing.

How many times has Jiang Yuduo received such an answer?

This time when someone finally told him to see it, he said it was not "they".

Cheng Ke didn't know why this was really "they", who would it be, and why is it so suspicious? If it is "they", why did Jiang Yuduo deny it?

Is it because... has he said he is "OK"?

Cheng Ke and Jiang Yuduo bought the board and returned to the cement shop. The boss had already helped them order a cart to pull the goods. Once the things were released, they could be pulled back directly.

But I can only sit in the back bucket.

"Can this car go anywhere?" Cheng Ke worried.

"Are you there," the driver held a cigarette, "but first of all, I don't care about unloading, I just pull, and I have to add money to unload the goods and climb the door."

Cheng Ke just wanted to say that it would add some money. Jiang Yuduo had already said while he was getting on the bus: "We just unloaded this thing ourselves."

Cheng Ke had to shut up and pulled to the door anyway. There was not much to ask the workers to help them in.

Jiang Yuduo stretched out his hand and pulled him into the back bucket.

"Sit in this place for the first time?" he asked.

"Well," Cheng Ke nodded. "It's the first time to take a three-wheeled truck."

"Is it difficult to sit?" Jiang Yuduo asked again.

"Not uncomfortable," Cheng Ke snorted, "Do you want to hurt me again?"

"No." Jiang Yuduo smiled and glanced outside the car.

Cheng Ke also glanced at it. He didn't see the previous people, nor did he see any suspicious people.

After hesitating for a while, he whispered, "You said it was not them... who do you think it would be?"

"I don't know," Jiang Yu shook his head. "In the past few days..."

"Huh?" Cheng Ke waited for him to continue.

Jiang Yuduo hesitated: "Are you upset?"

"What's annoying?" Cheng Ke didn't understand.

"If I let someone follow you," Jiang Yuzhuo bit her lip, "Are you upset? I don't think it's...it's coming to me."

"Is it against me?" Cheng Ke froze for a while, "I don't have an enemy."

"Really," Jiang Yuduo narrowed his eyes. "It doesn't matter if it's blocked. I'll talk."

"Fuck? What do you want to do?" Cheng Ke jumped.

"As long as they dare to come here, they will definitely not be able to run away," Jiang Yuduo said, adding a second thought, "Relax, just block people, don't do it."

Cheng Ke didn't say anything else.

As long as they dare to come, they will certainly not be able to run away.

Jiang Yuduo was very sure when he said this, showing the confidence and fierceness belonging to the third brother.

For those who dare to come up to his site, he has control.

He has a lot of little brothers scattered on these streets. It’s not a problem with individuals, looking for people, blocking individuals. In addition to the general protection law, this group of little brothers should have good fighting power. .

and so.

why?

Does Jiang Yuduo have any way to take "them"?

Even if Lian Jiang Yuduo will be injured by "them", so the little brothers can't block people, not even people haven't seen them.

So, as Jiang Yuduo admitted, "they" are people who only exist in Jiang Yuduo's world. Once he is "good", they will disappear.

But when he asked if they were "Just", Jiang Yuduo's answer was "No", not "Without them."

Cheng Ke looked at Jiang Yuduo's face.

Jiang Yuduozheng was not as "good" as he said.

"Huh?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.

"No." Cheng Ke had no other thoughts, no thoughts, and he had returned to the original place after such a large circle and even had new troubles. He was not irritable, angry, nor disappointed. No.

Only when Jiang Yuduo looked at him, he felt a little sad and a little bit distressed.

He reached out and touched gently on Jiang Yuduo's face.

Jiang Yuduo quickly raised his hand and pressed his hand on his face, but within a second, Cheng Ke had not yet come and enjoyed the sudden warmth, Jiang Yuduo had already put his hand Shake off: "Fuck, why are your hands so ice."

"You fucking!" Cheng Ke was speechless. "I don't just have ice on my hands, my mother's heart is cold!"

Jiang Yuduo snorted, grabbed his hand again, and rubbed it between his hands: "OK, Chen Qing, I didn't help him rub his hand."

"Am I Chen Qing?" Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yu shook his head: "No, you are..."

"Shut up for me," Cheng Ke raised the plaster and pointed at him, "Warning you."

Jiang Yuduo smiled and said nothing more.

When going back from the building materials market all the way to the store, Cheng Ke noticed if anyone was following. He didn't know if he was infected by Jiang Yu. He was a bit suspicious.

"Cheng Ke," Jiang Yuduo called him when he was almost at the store, "Don't watch it."

"Huh?" Cheng Ke was also a little surprised, he felt that he should pretend well.

"No one knows that we are going to buy something today," Jiang Yuduo said. "If you follow up, you will follow from your home or shop, you will follow, but you may not follow you back. Everyone knows you bought it now Things have to be returned to the store."

"...I didn't read it." Cheng Ke suddenly lost face.

"Get off," Jiang Yuduo said, "Here it is."

After the car stopped, Cheng Ke followed him and jumped out of the car. He went in and called two workers out to help, and unloaded things with Jiang Yuduo and moved them upstairs.

It was past lunch time. They ate too late and were not hungry at noon, so they ate nothing.

"You tell me how to get it," Jiang Yuduo kicked the board on the ground. "Do you have any tools?"

"Yes, the chainsaw grinder or something, is in the next room," Cheng Ke said. "I'll draw a picture for you first, and then you saw the moulded wood out."

"I have never used a chainsaw." Jiang Yuduo said.

"It's okay, if you press the wood for me, I will just saw it." Cheng Ke said.

"...Will you?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"No," Cheng Ke said, "try it."

"Then let me do it." Jiang Yuduo turned to the next door to get the tool.

Cheng Ke looked at the pile of things in front of him for a while, and he was still puzzled by the matter just now. He couldn't understand it, but Jiang Yuduo was obviously not too concerned about it.

This kind of carelessness is not a state of not caring about the indifferent state, but a state of self-confidence and coping with it, which is completely different from the tension when facing them.

If it is really different reactions to reality and illusion, from the perspective of Jiang Yuduo's performance, he will treat them differently.

but……

Cheng Ke frowned and suddenly wanted to see the psychologist.

If there is such a person.

Jiang Yuduo took the tool and put it on the ground: "I looked at it, and I think it should be no problem."

"That line, I will draw it for you." Cheng Ke nodded, took the chalk on the ground and painted the shape of the cement mold for Jiang Yuduo, and then marked the size.

"Isn't this the plate for steamed rice in the cafeteria?" Jiang Yuduo said, "You just buy that plate and you can't just pour it in."

"...That's not big enough." Cheng Ke said.

"Oh." Jiang Yu snatched his head, "Come on."

Although Jiang Yuduo had never used a chainsaw and had never been in contact with these tasks, his hands-on ability was still quite strong. He picked up the board and sawed it the first time.

"It's not difficult," he snorted. "I can do carpentry."

Cheng Ke smiled and did not speak.

"What do you think of carpentry?" Jiang Yuduo turned his head to look at him.

"Very good," Cheng Ke nodded. "The craftsmen with good craftsmanship have to wait in line."

"Is it." Jiang Yuduo stared at the board with a chainsaw, and turned his head after a while, "There is a carpenter living in the rental house, but it is estimated that the level is not good, or you will not rent a house there. "

Cheng Ke looked at him, and it took a few seconds before he reacted violently: "Don't you really want to be a carpenter?"

"I don't know," Jiang Yuduo turned off the chainsaw, turned to sit on the board, frowned, "I just... do you think I am..."

"Aren't you always helping Lucie?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Well, almost, she asked me to do anything about the house and the rental house," Jiang Yuduo said. "One month or two will give me money."

"Less money?" Cheng Ke asked again.

"A lot, quite a lot," Jiang Yuduo rubbed his nose. "But... shall I always be like this? Lucy should have wanted to help me. She asked others to do these things without using so much money."

"Why did you suddenly think of this?" Cheng Ke sat next to him, next to him.

"It's not sudden," Jiang Yuduo thought for a while. "I don't know, I don't have any skills. When sawing wood...it's sudden, I can't tell."

"You want to learn something or do something, right?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Well," Jiang Yudou nodded. "My...the psychiatrist asked me, after that, what plans do I have, I can't tell, anyway... there must be a plan, right."

"Yes, but don't worry," Cheng Ke said, "take your time, you can discuss it with me."

Jiang Yu grabbed his head and looked at him.

Cheng Ke smiled.

"Laughing." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Your psychologist," Cheng Ke tried to ask, "Is it male or female?"

"Female," Jiang Yuduo frowned at him, "an elder sister."

"What's it called?" Cheng Ke asked again.

A trace of hesitation flashed in Jiang Yudiao's eyes, and he didn't speak.

"Forget it," Cheng Ke quickly stopped, "I..."

"Aren't you jealous?" Jiang Yuduo suddenly asked.

Cheng Ke choked and stared at him: "What are you talking about?"

"She's more than forty," Jiang Yuduo said. "The children are all in high school."

"Well...I'm not jealous!" Cheng Ke shouted, feeling that his voice was a little bit transposed.

Jiang Yuduo did not speak, and looked over to the stairs.

Then Cheng Ke heard the voice of someone going upstairs, and was about to ask who was speaking on the other side of the stairs: "Brother Cheng! Three Brother!"

It was Lin Xu's voice.

Lin Xu was on the stairs, and these two shouts were quite loud, as if to announce his arrival in advance.

As soon as Cheng Ke heard this tone, he immediately reacted. Lin Xu heard 80% of his voice just now.

"Is the thing shipped?" Cheng Ke quickly stood up.

"Yes," Lin Xu walked up the stairs, with a little embarrassment on his face, and smiled at them. "The car is outside, three cars are installed, and two cars will arrive soon."

"Then..." Cheng Ke was a little embarrassed, "Move now?"

"It's moving," Lin Xu said, "The worker said you were upstairs, and I wanted to ask you to see where they were put."

"I will go down immediately." Cheng Ke said.

"Okay." Lin Xu nodded and smiled at Jiang Yuduo again, and turned and walked downstairs quickly.

"I'll take a look first," Cheng Ke said, "you..."

"I saw the board," Jiang Yuduo picked up the chainsaw. "It's fun."

"Huh." Cheng Ke patted his shoulder.

As he walked up the stairs, Jiang Yuduo said back: "That day you said..."

"What?" Cheng Ke turned back.

"You said to tell Lin Xu..." Jiang Yuduo thought for a moment, and stepped on the board with his feet. "It's nothing."

Cheng Ke froze for a while before thinking of it, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

He walked to Jiang Yuduo's side and bent over to his ear: "Needless to say, he already knew."

Jiang Yuduo turned sharply: "What does he know? How do you know?"

"This kind of thing," Cheng Ke sighed. "There are really not many people as dull as you."

In the afternoon, Cheng Ke and Lin Xu were busy, putting all the tables and chairs and cabinets that were brought in to the designed position, and the store suddenly looked quite complete.

After he was busy, Lin Xu didn't stay too long, saying that he still had to check out and walked away with the cart that pulled the goods.

Cheng Ke glanced at the time. For several hours, Jiang Yuduo had been on the terrace upstairs, and he didn't feel that he had ever appeared.

He quickly went upstairs and shouted, "Jiang Yuduo?"

"Hey." Jiang Yuduo answered happily.

Cheng Ke was relieved, Lin Xu came this time, and Jiang Yuduo didn't seem to have any uncomfortable emotions.

"How is it?" Cheng Ke walked over and was a little surprised to find that Jiang Yuduo had already sawed the anti-corrosion wooden boards used for the benches, and even nailed a piece of it, "Awesome? I didn't tell you What is it made of?"

"Don't you have any drawings there?" Jiang Yuduo pointed to the few design drawings he placed next to him. "I'll do it according to that, right?"

"Yes," Cheng Ke said.

"How is it!" Jiang Yuduo kicked the board proudly and turned to look at him.

"Great." Cheng Ke smiled.

"I figured out how much wood there is," Jiang Yuduo said. "I can do something more."

"What to do?" Cheng Ke leaned against the wall. He liked Jiang Yuduo's current state. There was no tension, no vigilance, and no depression. It was just a kid in his early twenties.

"I saw a lamp in a shopping mall that day, which was nailed with wood, and there was a big round lamp in the middle," Jiang Yuduo said. "There are many round holes in the wood. Turn on the lamp, and you can shine a lot of round light spots. "

"Well." Cheng Ke nodded.

"I just want to buy the one for you as a birthday gift. Are you an artist," Jiang Yuduo said, "That's quite artistic..."

"Third Brother." Cheng Ke interrupted him.

"Why?" Jiang Yu grabbed him.

"What are you doing? What else can you do! You **** said the surprise is gone!" Cheng Ke stared at him, "Don't tell me what you want to send!"

"Ah." Jiang Yuduo was shocked.

"Ah, your uncle?" Cheng Ke said.

"Ah no," Jiang Yuduo thought for a moment and quickly comforted him, "It's okay, I don't plan to send you that lamp anymore, no more."

"...Oh." Cheng Ke looked at him.

"Myself..." Jiang Yuduo pointed to the boards, stopped halfway, and glanced at him.

Cheng Ke sighed and thought about it again: "You make one yourself, don't you?"

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak.

"Making one yourself is better than buying it," Cheng Ke said, "I like what you do."

"There are still surprises," Jiang Yuduo thought for a long time, and slapped. "You don't know what I can do, right?"

"Well." Cheng Ke nodded.

"What if I can't do it? Right?" Jiang Yuduo said.

"Your uncle!" Cheng Ke smiled, "Is it a surprise if I can't do it!"

"Yeah," Jiang Yuduo said, "I can't do it, and then I bought the lamp from the mall and gave it to you."

"...Go away!" Cheng Ke growled with a grin.

"There will be surprises," Jiang Yuduo added.

"Got it," Cheng Ke laughed for a while, then stared at him for a long time, "Jiang Yuduo."

"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.

"Come and let me hug." Cheng Ke opened his left arm.

Jiang Yuzhuo frowned, first went to the house and looked around the stairs, then looked back at the terrace, and then came to him.

"You can really crack down on people's interest." Cheng Ke sighed and put his arm around him.

"I just don't get used to it," Jiang Yuduo also hugged him. "I grew up so much, I didn't do this kind of thing in front of so many people in the daytime."

"What kind of things did you make clear," Cheng Ke said, "Don't talk about it as if I were doing you on the street."

Jiang Yuduo said nothing.

After a while, he spoke quietly: "Why... dry?"

This question made Cheng Ke stunned.

Before he thought whether he was going to answer or pretend to die, Jiang Yuduo tweeted again: "Actually I can almost guess... It's awkward not to say this, forget it.