Antidote

Cheng Ke remembered that not long ago, Jiang Yuduo told him very seriously, I wouldn’t just think who my friend is, and friends are very important to me.

He always thought that Jiang Yuduo did not regard him as a friend, but he could treat Jiang Yuduo as a friend. After all, the threshold for his friends was relatively low. After a few meals, he could introduce this as my friend. As for Jiang Yuduo, this friend He didn't think too much about weight.

Suddenly I heard Jiang Yuduo announce that they were friends. Apart from the soft emotions in my heart, I was a little confused.

It didn't take long before and after, Jiang Yuduo's definition of a friend seemed to fluctuate like him.

"Don't you say...friends are heavy..." Cheng Ke looked at him.

"Just rush back to you today." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Is it?" Cheng Ke froze for a while, "I'm mainly afraid of accidents, I thought Chen Qing could carry it for a while, and the result fell to the ground in a second."

Jiang Yuduo smiled: "He won't fight, he's a baby but he's a baby."

"I'm not actually..." Cheng Ke ran back, really worried, but he wasn't a particularly indifferent person. He watched the people he knew knew one-on-three, not to mention that his name was also given, and In order to ensure his safety, Jiang Yuduo would rather let him call the police if he can't get mixed up. In this case, he really has to run away. It is really impossible to say, "Chen Qing and your little brothers don't leave you alone."

"Not the same," Jiang Yuduo said. "Except for Chen Qing, those brothers know that regardless of me this time, I will not control them in the future."

Cheng Ke almost understood what he meant. Jiang Yuduo gave his brothers something to do, and those brothers would also contribute to him, but Jiang Yuduo was different from other bosses, such as the eight-poster, even if it was the same. In exchange of interests, it was not the same when Jiang Yu grabbed his brother's scalp when he hurried to take a taxi.

Cheng Ke felt that this might be one of the reasons why he was anxious when he saw Jiang Yuduo having trouble.

"No one has ever treated me like this." Jiang Yuduo smoked a cigarette.

"Which way?" Cheng Ke smiled. "Isn't it your younger brother who ran back to help you..."

"No one has ever pulled me before I started." Jiang Yuduo interrupted him.

Cheng Ke looked at him and only responded for a long time: "Oh."

"It's not the same as running back to help me," Jiang Yuduo said. "For the first time, some people worried that my hands were too heavy, and they never told me. They all told me to do my best."

"They" again.

Cheng Ke heard that Jiang Yuduo's "they" did not refer to Chen Qing and his little brothers, these people just hoped he could win.

But he didn't ask what these "they" were anymore. Jiang Yuduo answered again and again, and with his upbringing, he could no longer ask.

Maybe someday Jiang Yuduo wanted to say something.

After standing for a while, Cheng Ke's alarm clock in the living room rang.

"What's the noise?" Jiang Yuduo froze.

"Alarm clock," Cheng Ke returned to the living room and pressed the alarm clock. "Remind me that I can almost eat dinner."

Jiang Yuduo followed him and stared at him for a while: "Do you want to test your IQ?"

"Sometimes I am still sleeping at this time." Cheng Ke said.

"For the first time, I saw someone who set an alarm clock for dinner," Jiang Yuduo said. "Don't you know that the mobile phone can also set an alarm clock?"

"I like the alarm clock," Cheng Ke dialed another alarm clock and it would ring after a minute. He put the clock on the table and looked at Jiang Yuduo, "That's it."

"Which way?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him inexplicably.

"Wait." Cheng Ke said.

"Wait?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

Cheng Ke didn't speak and looked at him.

Jiang Yuduo looked at him with his eyebrows twisted.

A minute later, the alarm clock rang loudly a jingle bell.

"Hey!" Jiang Yuduo jumped to the side and yelled, "I'm relying on! How can I return the fuck!"

Cheng Ke reached out and slapped his hand on the head of the alarm clock, and the bell stopped.

"That's it," he said, "I like to snap it, and it stops when I shoot it."

"Are you going to be boring every day," Jiang Yuduo said, "have fallen into such a way."

"You don't have this kind of little time-loving hobby?" Cheng Ke asked.

"No," Jiang Yu shook his head. "I don't have any hobbies, and I don't need to pass the time."

"...Are you busy every day from morning to night?" Cheng Ke snorted, "Counting trash cans in your site?"

"No," Jiang Yuduo said, "I haven't counted, but I know that on the other side of the bar street, two hundred meters, some categories, some are not divided, there are a few people next to the street interval is 100 Fifty meters."

Cheng Ke looked at him, a little speechless.

"Time will not pass." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Huh?" Cheng Ke looked at the pointer on the alarm clock.

"Time passes slowly, always so slowly, and the more you pass, the more slowly you find it," Jiang Yuduo said, "you can only feel better if you forget it."

Cheng Ke smiled.

He didn't quite understand Jiang Yuduo's feelings. In his view, only when it was particularly uncomfortable, when he was sick, uncomfortable, and depressed, would he feel that time had passed too slowly.

He suddenly remembered Jiang Yuduo's answer about the protagonist.

I'm not.

What kind of state of life would feel that time is always slow?

The two stood in the living room for a while, and Jiang Yu snatched up to the window to look out. Cheng Ke never found that when Jiang Yuduo looked out of the window, he never opened the curtains.

He looked at Jiang Yuduo's silhouette, froze for a moment and glanced at the time again.

It's dinner time now. For Cheng Ke, this time is a bit embarrassing, mainly because Jiang Yuduo is here, and it doesn't seem to mean leaving.

If he is alone, he will order takeout if he is hungry, if he is not hungry, he will make instant noodles, or cook two eggs to eat.

Now if he stays in Jiang Yuduo for dinner, he can't bring out any food he can entertain. He doesn't want to go out to eat. He hasn't had any experience of asking people to eat for two consecutive days in his life.

But Jiang Yu directly let people take away, he couldn't say anything.

"Are you... hungry?" He struggled for a long time and asked Jiang Yuduo.

"Hungry." Jiang Yuduo answered very succinctly, and didn't seem to hear his subtext. After saying this word, this answer was considered complete.

"Then do you want to... eat something?" Cheng Ke had to ask again.

"You are a person who can't beat a gas stove," Jiang Yuduo turned his head to look at him. "Are you brave enough to ask such a sentence?"

"I can fuck!" Cheng Ke said.

"Sichuan cuisine." Jiang Yuduo said.

"...What?" Cheng Ke froze.

"You ask me what I want to eat," Jiang Yu grabbed the corner of his mouth, a provocative little smug, "I tell you I want Sichuan food, and then?"

"You eat out yourself," Cheng Ke said.

"You don't eat?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"I make instant noodles," Cheng Ke also ticked off his mouth. "Are you eating?"

"Eat." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke opened his mouth and said nothing.

"You don't actually make instant noodles, do you?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Come on," Cheng Ke turned and walked to the kitchen. "You wait, you say you want to eat, don't regret it."

"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.

The instant noodles were still soaked. Cheng Ke took a kettle and filled it with water and burned it on the gas stove. Sometimes he could raise the level, cook a bowl and put an egg.

Compared to when he was at home, his progress is so much that he has to take a look at himself.

But today he doesn't plan to cook, just soak two bowls.

He took out two instant noodles from the cupboard: "Do you want spicy or sauerkraut or Sanxian?"

"Spicy," Jiang Yu snatched to the kitchen door and leaned against the door frame. "So many kinds?"

"Always change the taste." Cheng Ke took two spicy ones and put them on the table.

"Isn't it another instant noodle?" Jiang Yuduo said.

"Can you watch it quietly? Or do you go to read some novels?" Cheng Ke frowned as he unpacked the instant noodles.

"I will watch it quietly." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke ignored him, tore the lid of instant noodles, took out the bags, and tore them one by one. After the two bowls were ready, he stood at the gas stove and waited for the water to boil.

Shui had just started breathing, and his cell phone rang in the living room.

He was stunned. Since he left home, he had almost no phone calls. Except for Liu Tiancheng who occasionally sent a message, the other "friends" had no contact with him like he had never known before, and Xu Ding He usually sends a message to him when something is wrong. He hasn't even received fraudulent phone calls or advertising sales.

When he went back to the living room and picked up his phone to see the number shown above, he felt depressed for a while.

He didn't store Cheng Yi's number, but he remembered Cheng Yi's last number, which was as superstitious as the license plate.

Why did Cheng Yi call him? This kind of private contact that does not show his brother's affection should be an invalid investment for Cheng Yi.

After staring at the number for a while, Cheng Ke answered the phone: "Hey."

"Brother, I'm Xiaoyi," Cheng Yi's mild voice came from there, but it seemed to be a bit far from the phone. "Where are you now?"

"Ready to board the ship." Cheng Ke said.

"What ship? Have you traveled?" Cheng Yi was a little surprised.

"Spaceship," Cheng Ke said, "I am ready to go to save all mankind."

"Are you at home?" Cheng Yi asked again, ignoring his words.

"What's the matter with you?" Cheng Ke asked impatiently.

"I want to see you." Cheng Yi said.

"Hasn't you been bored after watching for 25 years?" Cheng Ke was irritated. "Can it not be so hypocritical, why don't I want to see you at all?"

"Xiaoke." Suddenly a female voice came from there.

Cheng Ke stunned for a moment, this was my mother's voice.

"I'm with Mom, driving hands-free," Cheng Yi said, "Mom wants to see you."

"...What's so beautiful?" Cheng Ke suddenly reacted to why his voice sounded a little far away.

At this moment he felt angrily wanting to press Cheng Yi on the ground and step on a few feet.

Cheng Yi knew that he would have such an attitude towards him, so he opened the hands-free to let his mother listen.

Great brother!

He was so irritated that he turned around in the living room several times.

"It's been so long," Cheng Yi said. "Isn't it normal for Mom to see you?"

Normal fart!

My mother is a person who doesn’t care about the vicissitudes of the world. She can’t say that she doesn’t care about her family. She is praying every day to pray to bless her family’s health and well-being. If it is not Cheng Yi who accepts the need to calm the mood of Amitabha, the mother will never think of coming to see him.

"I'm inconvenient at the moment," Cheng Ke gritted his teeth.

"What's wrong? Is...is there a friend?" Cheng Yi asked.

Cheng Yi's pause is very ingenious, much smarter than saying "male" first and then changing his tongue.

"No." Cheng Ke wanted to drop the phone. "Why are you guys out here this time, don't you eat?"

"Mom will not eat lunch this week." Cheng Yi said.

"The car is downstairs," the mother's voice came again, "Xiaoke, are you at home?"

"...In." Cheng Ke sat down on the sofa.

"How many floors?" the mother asked again.

"16th floor." Cheng Ke said.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Ke looked around the house. If his mother saw Jiang Yuduo, the conclusion that "Xiao Ke was kicked out of the house and she was still in the mood to find a man to live together" was basically obtained. It came out, especially before he said that there was no one at home.

He doesn't mind being concluded like this, but he doesn't want to be made like this after he has swept away.

Cheng Ke looked at Jiang Yuduo. It was a big mistake for Jiang Yuduo to sit up today, but it was too late to let Jiang Yu **** away. In Cheng Yi’s style, maybe he would find one. Excuse me to wait a little while downstairs and see Jiang Yu **** it out and say hello.

Let Jiang Yuduo go out and hide in the corridor now, and wait for someone to enter the house before leaving...what is this?

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.

"My mother and my brother will come up immediately." Cheng Ke said.

"See you?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Huh." Cheng Ke grinned at the corner of his mouth.

"Then I'm leaving," Jiang Yuduo immediately picked up his coat and hesitated. "Have they entered the elevator? Will they hit? Your brother knows me."

Cheng Ke was somewhat surprised. Jiang Yuduo was not a thin-skinned person, he would not mind facing strangers, and he would not be afraid to meet Cheng Yi.

He did not expect Jiang Yuduo to be so anxious to leave.

"I just don't feel very good." Jiang Yuduo said.

"How?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Never mind your brother, let your mother see..." Jiang Yu grabbed a frown, "mixed with someone like me, then how can you return to the giants."

Cheng Ke's head was irritable, but when he heard Jiang Yuduo's words, he still couldn't hold back his joy.

After laughing for a while, I felt that I couldn't laugh, and somehow felt distressed.

"Sit down," Cheng Ke stood up, took the coat in his hand, and hung it on the coat rack. "As long as you don't mind being misunderstood by my mother as my boyfriend, don't worry about it."

"Fuck?" Jiang Yuduo was a little nervous. "Is your mother like this?"

Cheng Ke turned to look at him.

I don't know why. He, who has always been indifferent to the attitudes of others, has always been able to poke the sentiment of Jiang Yu's unintentional reactions one after another.

"Well," he nodded, and took Jiang Yuduo's coat off the coat rack again. "If you stay in the corridor for a while, they will go into the house before you leave."

Jiang Yuduo froze for a moment, then waved at him violently: "No, no, I don't go, I don't mean that."

Cheng Ke narrowed his eyes.

"I don't mind if I misunderstand, but it's not true," Jiang Yuduo said. "I just sighed about your mother's style and went with your brother."

"After all, biological," Cheng Ke said.

"I won't go." Jiang Yuduo seemed to prove something. He immediately sat down on the sofa and stretched his legs, looking like he had been here for a whole day.

Cheng Ke tidied up the things thrown around the house, and the doorbell was rang.

He glanced at Jiang Yu, who was still on the couch, and opened the door in the past.

Mom and Cheng Yi stood outside the door, and he let aside: "Mom."

"Thin," the mother looked him up and down before entering the house. "Is it uncomfortable to eat and live..."

When Jiang Yuduo sat on the sofa, several people were silent.

Jiang Yuduo was probably so old that he had never experienced such a scene. He didn't even stand up, he just changed from sitting to sitting, and nodded to Mom and Cheng Yi and said, "Good evening."

I don't know why, Cheng Ke suddenly wanted to laugh.

"Ah, good evening." The mother nodded somewhat, restrained her shock and dissatisfaction, then turned her head to look at Cheng Ke, "Is this your friend?"

"Yes." Cheng Ke nodded.

"The landlord," Jiang Yuduo said, Cheng Ke looked at him, and he emphasized again, "Landlord, I came to collect the rent."

"Oh." Mom nodded and looked at Cheng Yi again.

"Yes, people are very nice," Cheng Yi smiled. "Last time when my brother was performing, he accompanied him."

Cheng Ke took the coat she took off from her mother and hung it up. There was a feeling that she didn't want to look back. She wanted to hold this coat rack and wait for everyone to go away.

He is not good at and willing to deal with such a situation, especially a person with a first-rate response like Cheng Yi is very annoying.

"No," Jiang Yuduo said, "I was Xu Ding asking for it."

"Oh," Cheng Yi smiled, "Mom, sit down."

Cheng Ke turned his head and saw his mother glanced at the sofa before sitting on the chair beside the dining table.

Cheng Yi also took a chair and sat next to his mother.

Cheng Ke just wanted to sit on the sofa and the kettle in the kitchen cried out.

"The water is boiling." He walked over to the kitchen.

When I entered the kitchen, I heard my mother say, "I'm going to boil water."

He turned off the fire, froze for a while at the kettle, and turned back to the living room.

There was no one talking in the living room. Jiang Yuduo returned to the booth from sitting down, and looked down at the mobile phone. The mother turned around and looked around boredly. She always knew how to grasp the atmosphere and that Cheng Yi would not be embarrassed. Without saying a word, let the atmosphere be embarrassed to solidify.

"This house is okay, new." Cheng Ke said.

"It can be seen," the mother nodded. "It will be a little noisy. I think there is a public garden downstairs."

"The floor is high and no sound can be heard." Cheng Ke sat on the sofa.

"Why have you always been..." The mother glanced at Jiang Yuduo. "I didn't contact my family."

"It's fine, and there is nothing to contact." Cheng Ke said.

My mother probably wanted to say something, but because Jiang Yuduo was next to her, she finally asked this sentence, and then casually talked about the house and his usual life, and then stood up: "It's all right. , We'll go first."

"I will send you down." Cheng Ke stood up.

"Don't give it away, it's cold outside." The mother patted his arm.

"Your friend is still here," Cheng Yi said, "no need to send it."

Cheng Ke gritted his teeth and said nothing.

When Mom and Cheng Yi walked out of the door, Jiang Yu snatched up and walked over: "Auntie walk slowly."

"Okay." The mother smiled.

After the two entered the elevator, Cheng Ke did not enter the room, facing the closed elevator door stunned.

There was a fire burning under his feet, he tried to control the fire from spreading, but with little effect.

He had never had such emotions, and he hated his own brother. At this moment, he reached a peak. He did not understand why the impetuous force of Cheng Yi, who must be chased and not killed, must be used on himself.

Anger and helplessness mixed together, burning his hands and feet cold.

"Are you cold?" Jiang Yuduo asked at the door.

Cheng Ke turned his head, and when he saw Jiang Yuduo, he remembered his "yes" and Jiang Yuduo's "landlord", and the anger that had nowhere to go suddenly burst out.

"It's your offense," Cheng Ke said, "You **** a landlord!"

Jiang Yuduo was stunned: "Fuck? I don't want my mother to think you made such a friend!"

"Really?" Cheng Ke sneered. "Then you are a landlord. Why didn't you just leave? The tenant's house is here! The landlord still **** on the sofa and plays with the phone!"

"Don't **** with me **** here," Jiang Yuzhuo stared at him, "I'm not the one who is looking for something for you today!"

"Who is looking for something for me?" Cheng Ke yelled, "Who is looking for something for me! Who the **** is the **** mother and the mother is looking for something for me! All the **** mothers are looking for me!" "

Jiang Yucheng didn't speak. After staring at him, he grabbed his coat and walked out, flicked the door, pushed him over and pushed the elevator button.

Cheng Ke looked at him, and a roar broke out after two seconds: "My mother didn't take the key!"

Jiang Yuduo was stunned and turned his head suddenly: "Sun!"