Antidote

Jiang Yuduo was stunned by Cheng Ke's voice for a long time before returning to his mind: "I rely."

Cheng Ke ignored him and watched with his mobile phone.

"You talk to me later and pay attention to your tone," Jiang Yuduo said. "No one dared to talk to me like this in this movie."

"I am not yours." Cheng Ke said angrily.

Jiang Yudui frowned, and couldn't find anything to refute, so he looked at Cheng Ke's mobile phone with his head tilted.

Cheng Ke's cell phone is very boring. Jiang Yuduo watched him turn the page back and forth, then poke into a gadget and quit, then poke another and quit again.

There are no games and no fun software. Cheng Ke even poked into the taxi app and took a look.

This is the most boring cell phone that Jiang Yuduo has ever seen. I feel like I basically take a phone call and receive a message. It has no other use.

"Do you know that it's rude to look at someone's phone like this?" Cheng Ke glanced at him.

"Are you afraid of people watching this phone?" Jiang Yuduo said, "I don't have fart. Show me that I'm too lazy to turn over."

"Is this what I'm telling you?" Cheng Ke turned his head, "Can you not digress?"

"It's almost the same if you use an old man's phone," Jiang Yuduo said. "It's too wasteful to use a machine that is a few thousand. This phone will have to cry night and night when you put it in your hand."

"I told you not to look at my phone!" Cheng Ke stared at him, "Did you understand?"

"Understood!" Jiang Yuduo was a little faceless and shouted, "You must have been kicked out because it was too wordy!"

After thinking about it, it was still uncomfortable, so he threw his phone on Cheng Ke: "Come and let you see it back, hurry up, just watch it!"

Cheng Ke snorted, picked up his phone, and glanced at the still-lit screen: "Her snowy thighs..."

"Oh fuck?" Jiang Yuduo stretched out his hand to take the phone back. "What's the matter? Let me see!"

Cheng Ke blocked his hand and turned to the phone to continue to read: "The wind blows her hair, revealing the snow-white neck and..."

"Ah!" Jiang Yuduo shouted, "You **** deliberately!"

"You must let me see it," Cheng Ke returned the phone to him. "When you look at this kind of thing, how can you give someone your phone?"

"What the **** do I see?" Jiang Yuduo was speechless and poked a few times on the screen with her hand. "She pointed her sword at the humanity. Today, only you and I can leave from here... why don't you miss it? This sentence? What the **** are you fighting for?

"Isn't Xuebai what you are looking at?" Cheng Ke said.

"Can you kind of send your consciousness under the fence?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Good night." Cheng Ke smiled and pulled the pillow down to lie down.

Jiang Yuduo was upset and wrote a good article. He just made Cheng Kenian become Xiao Huangwen. He twisted his eyebrows and continued to read.

In the next chapter, I started playing. There was neither a snow nor a leg and a neck. He glanced at Cheng Ke.

Cheng Ke lay face down on the other side, never moving.

"Hey, are you asleep?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

Cheng Ke didn't move, and didn't say anything.

Jiang Yuduo hesitated, leaned over and put the phone in front of Cheng Ke's face, then pushed him a hand: "You **** miss this for me!"

Cheng Ke remained silent.

"Pretend to sleep?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

Cheng Ke laughed, not paying attention to his voice.

"Did you see it? You **** laugh another one. I threw you out your letter?" Jiang Yuduo said, "Nian!"

"Hey," Cheng Ke sighed and looked at the phone. "Her soft waist twisted slightly..."

"Go!" Jiang Yudiao took the phone back and glanced at it. Cheng Ke really didn't make up.

Write a fight, write a fight! Is there something wrong with this author! Who's **** depends on whether your waist is soft when fighting!

"Don't read it," Jiang Yuduo pulled the pillow, grabbed the wall towards Cheng Ke and flicked, "Sleep!"

The switch on the wall snapped and the lights in the room were turned off.

Cheng Ke was taken aback by his unrestrained way of turning off the lights: "Can't you just let me turn it off?"

"I don't want to talk to you," Jiang Yuduo put the pillow down, "Son."

"What?" Cheng Ke froze.

"You said it yourself, and then tell me my son again," Jiang Yuduo said, "I have never given you a face, but now I decided to recognize it."

Cheng Ke then remembered the sentence he said when he fell out of the door: "childish."

"You are the most mature," Jiang Yuduo said. "Why don't you throw away your broken clothes today? How good is it to go back shirtless."

"Shut up." Cheng Ke sighed and said again, "Can that key be retrieved? The cat's keychain is still on."

"Well," Jiang Yuduo responded, "I want to get up tomorrow."

"Shall I... make a report," Cheng Ke said, "install a fingerprint lock."

"Yes, but first of all, I have to record my fingerprints," Jiang Yuduo said.

"...Why?" Cheng Ke turned his head.

"Because I was able to get in with the key, I can't get in now," Jiang Yuduo said. "And I said it at the beginning. It is forbidden to change the lock."

Cheng Ke hesitated a little bit, but he was really not sure if Jiang Yuduo would enter his house. Jiang Yuduo was not strictly speaking bad. It was different from those in his impressions, and sometimes even made him think this The boss is very childish, but he really can't figure out what he will do when he ventilates.

But in the end he nodded: "OK."

"I won't go in," Jiang Yuduo said. "I still count."

"Well." Cheng Ke responded.

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak anymore. The bedroom was quiet and embarrassing. Cheng Ke kept his eyes closed and kept ordering himself to go to sleep quickly. When he fell asleep, he was not embarrassed.

But half of his body was numb and he didn't fall asleep.

He had a hurt on the back of his head and could not lie on his back. He could only go to the left side if he wanted to change his posture, but when he was sleeping, there was a person lying in front of him, which was more awkward than numbing his body.

After holding on for a while, it was really hard to carry, and his right arm was numb. The key was that he still had injuries on his right arm.

Cheng Ke gritted his teeth and turned over, instead of lying to the left, and then glanced at Jiang Yuduo. The man fell asleep on his back, Cheng Ke really wanted to push him and let him roll over and back at himself.

While pondering, by the moonlight, he saw Jiang Yuduo's eyes blink twice.

"Are you also suffering from insomnia?" Jiang Yuduo suddenly turned his head.

"...I didn't," Cheng Ke rubbed back, "I didn't sleep easily because I changed places."

"Oh." Jiang Yuduo turned around and continued to face upward.

"You always have insomnia?" Cheng Ke asked.

"It's not always insomnia," Jiang Yuduo said. "I lost ten days and eight days a month."

"Then I have to go to see a doctor..." Cheng Ke said halfway that Jiang Yuduo didn't seem to want to go to the hospital, so he didn't go on.

After being silent for a while, Jiang Yuduo turned his head to look at him again: "Hey, why are you calling such a name? I always wanted to ask."

"What's the reason," Cheng Ke said, "My dad gave it, keep it, just like that, but hope is too great, and the disappointment is a bit violent."

Jiang Yuduo smiled: "What about your brother? What is it called?"

"Cheng Yi," Cheng Ke said, "The translation of the translation was changed to stand by."

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak, wondering if he was thinking or didn't understand it at all.

After a while he took the phone and poked a few times: "It really has the word, Yi, happy."

"Well." Cheng Ke responded.

Jiang Yuduo threw the phone on the bedside table and thought about it: "When your brother was born, your dad was not disappointed yet."

"What?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Look, your name is very strict," Jiang Yuduo said. "Then your brother just needs to be happy. There are no requirements, so it shouldn't be a waste at that time?"

Cheng Ke glanced at him, and sometimes Jiang Yuduo could really figure it out.

"Yes," Cheng Ke smiled. "My brother is two years old. When I was two years old, I didn't see it as waste."

"But the three-and-a-half-year-old child next door is not bad." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Tomorrow you must go to the next door to see what kind of children you will return to." Cheng Ke sighed.

"It's cute and really smart," Jiang Yuduo said. "It's because his grandmother is too good to blow. He said he can talk in three months. I asked her what she said, ahhhhhhhhhhhh. Ignore me."

Cheng Ke laughed: "You're so **** owed."

"It's almost like you." Jiang Yuduo said, "I didn't think you were such a person at first."

"Well," Cheng Ke said, "I didn't think you were the same as Chen Qing at first."

"Go away, Chen Qing is a fool." Jiang Yu snatched.

"Your name, I actually want to ask." Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo was silent for a while before asking: "Why?"

"Just... it's weird," Cheng Ke said. "Why do you get such a name, you can get it, you can kill it... it sounds a little bit..."

"I don't know," Jiang Yuduo's voice was a little deep, "I can't remember how they look."

Cheng Ke froze, unable to see Jiang Yuduo's expression, but listening to the voice, his emotions should have suddenly dropped.

"Sorry." Cheng Ke said.

"Sorry?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"It's... I'm sorry." Cheng Ke had to explain it again, "That's why I didn't know about it, and then I brought it up."

"Hey," Jiang Yuduo sighed. "Isn't it a bit thick-skinned? I'm embarrassed all day long, can I be so embarrassed."

"All right." Cheng Ke smiled.

Jiang Yuduo had no parents. This was something he didn't expect. He always imagined that Jiang Yuduo's boss, who had been renting and fighting all day, should have a pair of parents of similar style.

"Then you are..." Cheng Ke didn't really want to ask, but he was a little curious. After all, Jiang Yuduo's way of life is too far away from him. "How did you grow up?"

"Eat, drink water, sleep," Jiang Yuduo said, "and then grew up."

"Rely." Cheng Ke laughed.

Jiang Yuduo laughed with him, and after a while he said another sentence: "I can't remember many things."

"Oh." Cheng Ke looked at him.

"Not very good." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke suddenly remembered the injuries on his body and regretted it for a while. How could he be so countless at the moment? It is too inappropriate to ask such questions.

I was embarrassed and almost blurted out again, but he tried hard to bite.

I'm sorry to say this, but Jiang Yuduo's experience may be too thin.

"Sleep," Cheng Ke closed his eyes, "Good night."

Jiang Yuduo did not speak.

Cheng Ke felt that the wines he drank today might have some peculiar formulas. He could not sleep now, and he was not sleepy, his eyes closed brightly.

It's really painful.

But to his comfort, Jiang Yuduo seemed to be asleep.

After he said good night, it was estimated to be an hour. In short, when Cheng Ke's left body began to numb again, Jiang Yuduo's breathing slowed down.

Cheng Ke was relieved.

After waiting for a while, he rolled over very slowly, and went to the right side again.

He didn’t taste too much at night, he hasn’t tasted too much, and his sleep quality has always been good. Even if Cheng Yi was inexplicably deducted from the pot, he was not lost in those days when his dad pointed his nose at the waste. After sleeping, I didn't experience any sleepless nights after I left home.

Now I can taste it in Jiang Yuduo every time. I don’t know if it is because he always suffers from insomnia. The aura in this room is affected...

Will this house pass on Jiang Yuduo's **** nagging to him again?

Cheng Ke remembered how Jiang Yuduo stretched his arms in front of the pool to flush the water today.

And his eyes.

Perhaps Jiang Yuduo's ability to recover was too strong. Cheng Ke didn't think about it until late in the night when people were thinking about it.

I dare not move.

They saw you.

Cheng Ke didn't care too much about these two sentences before. In contrast, Jiang Yuduo's state of awkwardness attracted all his attention.

When he remembered it now, he felt a sudden hairy back.

Can't help leaning back, squeezing the quilt between the two tightly against the back before stopping, and couldn't help but propped up and looked back.

Jiang Yuduo was still in a sleeping position with his head up, never moving.

But frowning.

Cheng Ke lay back on the pillow and sighed softly.

He really didn't think he would usher in such a new life after leaving home.

He always felt that it was just another place to live and another environment to continue his life as he did nothing.

It turned out these two months...wonderful.

If he writes down his 27-year waste career, it will probably not be more than two months.

But he certainly won't write, he doesn't even read the novel...

Snowy thighs.

Cheng Ke smiled with his eyes closed.

There was a rooster crowing outside the window.

Cheng Ke touched the phone with some surprise. He was so full of brains running around east and west for a while, that all the chickens cried?

The time displayed on the phone is 3:11.

Cheng Ke froze for a moment, and pushed the phone back under the pillow.

What is this broken chicken?

Cue at three, is it a bit too unprofessional!

...What time should the chicken croak?

Four o'clock? Five o'clock?

Jiang Yuduo's steady breathing suddenly became faster.

Was awakened by the chicken?

Cheng Ke quickly lay down and closed his eyes. If Jiang Yu woke up at this time, he could not find any words to talk to.

Jiang Yuduo's breathing became faster and faster, and began to be heavy, sounding like he was breathing heavily.

Cheng Ke opened his eyes.

What is happening?

He was embarrassed to look back, because the sound sounded like it was doing something invisible.

Most of the night, suddenly full of energy? And there was an alien beside him.

Isn't it possible?

Cheng Ke noticed that the mattress did not tremble, and Jiang Yuduo was lying still.

Sick?

Cheng Ke suddenly turned over nervously, staring at Jiang Yuduo's face by the moonlight outside the curtains.

Jiang Yu grabbed his eyebrows tightly and panted.

Cheng Ke found that this breathing should be different from when it was done. Jiang Yuduo seemed to be... breathless.

"Hey," Cheng Ke quickly pushed him, "Jiang Yuduo?"

Jiang Yuduo's body shook with him, but he didn't wake up and gasped hard.

"Jiang Yuduo!" Cheng Ke sat up, shaking his shoulders and shaking again, raising his voice, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Yuduo said something very low, because he was still panting. This sentence was very vague, and it sounded like a dream, but Cheng Ke didn't hear it clearly.

"What are you talking about?" Cheng Ke patted his face, "wake up."

Jiang Yuduo turned his head, and Cheng Ke could clearly see the scar on his face. I don't know why. Under such a situation, this scar suddenly made him feel scared.

"Not...really." Jiang Yuduo said again.

Cheng Ke heard it clearly this time.

"What's not true?" He was stunned, and then reacted violently. Is this a nightmare?

"Not really." Jiang Yuduo said, still breathing very hard.

"Yes, it's not true." Cheng Ke had the feeling that he was almost suffocated, pulling Jiang Yuduo's shoulder directly and pulling him up in a hurry. Jiang Yudui leaned forward on his shoulder.

"It's not true, it's not true." Cheng Ke patted on his back, twitched twice and couldn't help but slapped his back against his back, "You **** woke up!"

Jiang Yuduo's breath paused, then he inhaled fiercely, and then took a long breath.

"Wake up?" Cheng Ke patted him again, and turned his head to want to see, but Jiang Yuduo was still lying on his shoulder, unable to see his face.

"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded with a heavy nasal voice and full of confusion.

"Are you having a nightmare?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Huh," Jiang Yuduo continued to respond, and hummed again after a while, "Huh?"

"Huh?" Cheng Ke frowned. "Are you awake?"

Jiang Yu snatched his voice, and after two seconds, he sat upright and pushed him away.

"Fuck," Cheng Ke didn't have support behind his back, and he slept directly on the bed with his palm. Fortunately, when the back of the head was hit by the quilt, if he knocked at the foot of the bed, he could now jump up and take the cat head ashtray Calling Jiang Yuduo's face, "I just **** should wake you up with a slap."

Jiang Yuduo stared at him for a while, then stretched out his hand to pull him up.

"I have a nightmare." Jiang Yuduo rubbed his face.

"I can see it," Cheng Ke said. "It's quite a dream. I can't wake up for a long time."

"Very...frightening," Jiang Yu grabbed his head, put his arms on his knees and hugged his head, and pulled a few times on his own head, "Fuck."

"What's your dream?" Cheng Ke asked, "I can't breathe."

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak.

"Drink some water and go to sleep." Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo held his head in silence for a while, and suddenly looked up at him: "Don't be afraid."

"Wh..." Cheng Ke froze, "What am I afraid of?"

"With me." Jiang Yuduo hugged his head again.

Cheng Ke said something inexplicably with some fear: "What are you talking about?"

"They saw you," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'm a little worried. Don't go out these days, I will send you back tomorrow."

"Who are they?" Cheng Ke asked.

"...I can't explain to you now," Jiang Yuduo raised his head. "I'm in a mess now."

"Come on," Cheng Ke looked at his expression, indeed confused. "Waiting for you... to wake up and say."

Jiang Yuduo glanced at him, leaned back to the bed, lit a cigarette, and said, "You sleep, I can't sleep at this moment."

"Uh." Cheng Ke pulled the quilt and lay back on the pillow.

Probably frightened, Jiang Yuduo said that after he could not sleep, he closed his eyes and fell asleep within a few minutes.

But it didn't take long to sleep. It was about the same as when I woke up. When I woke up, my phone showed it was eight in the morning.

Cheng Ke turned his head to look at Jiang Yuduo, the person was not there, and the quilt was messed up in a mess.

He got out of bed, put on clothes to wash, and found that Jiang Yuduo was not in the house.

After washing, Cheng Ke took the phone and turned the contact, while walking to the window and looking out.

At a glance, Jiang Yuduo was crouching on the sidewalk across the street, with a cigarette in his hand.

Cheng Ke put the phone aside and looked at him.

It didn't take long for a middle-aged thin man to run over and hand over something to Jiang Yudui.

Jiang Yuduo took things and stood up, looked at both sides and crossed the street.

"Getting up?" Jiang Yu seized him when he entered the house, "I thought you were going to sleep until the afternoon."

"Just started." Cheng Ke said.

"Here." Jiang Yuduo threw the contents of his hand.

Cheng Ke took a look, it was the key, and the cat's head was still on it.

"Chen Qing bought it and came here as soon as possible," Jiang Yuduo said. "I'll take you back after eating."

"...Good." Cheng Ke nodded.

"Aren't you going out today?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Should..." Cheng Ke thought about it, "Come on."

"OK." Jiang Yuduo said.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Ke asked, "Last night you said..."

"I will follow you during this time," Jiang Yuduo looked at him. "Where you are, I will be there."

"What?" Cheng Ke thought he didn't hear clearly.

"Where you are, I will be there," Jiang Yuduo said.

"Why!" Cheng Ke felt inexplicable from head to toe.

"Not why," Jiang Yuduo said, "my territory, I do whatever I want."