Antidote

Jiang Yuduo knew that Cheng Ke was unskilled in various common sense of life and housework, but he really didn't expect that he wouldn't even be covered.

The bed was neatly packed, the quilt was flattened, and the head was turned over... Then you could clearly see the quilt under the quilt and the pillowcase floating above the pillow.

He always felt that he was a pig, and he really wanted to put on a quilt, and he wouldn’t be able to put it on. At most, it took a little time. Now Cheng Ke proves to him with facts that he may have been so layered after moving in. Sleeping.

Before Jiang Yuduo felt from time to time that Cheng Ke had some doubtful details, it was quite a lot to count them seriously, but his judgment on Cheng Ke has been vacillating, because more often Cheng Ke looks like a Good tempered fool.

Today he decided not to doubt Cheng Ke. If there is really any problem, Cheng Ke can only be the victim.

Except when he was shaking hands with Ba, he had already assigned Cheng Ke to the circle of friends. This is the second reason.

Sleeping is a very happy thing. All people will make themselves sleep more comfortably. This kind of sleeping method of covering your arms and legs and pressing a quilt over your head at any time proves that Cheng Ke is harmless.

Lucy told him many years ago that she tried to trust her friends.

However, this requirement is really too difficult for Jiang Yuduo. Until now, he thought that no one was really harmless.

If you must trust your friends, you can only reduce them as much as possible.

Both Lu Qian and Chen Qing are his friends. He is a friend he can trust and a few other friends, but Jiang Yuduo can no longer remember who they are or even remember them as men or women.

So the cost of believing in friends is also very high. They will not necessarily hurt you, but they will disappear from your life unconsciously and never appear again.

Cheng Ke may be such a friend.

One day, this young master who can’t even put on the hood will return to the giants, or win the battle with his younger brother, or be a meat bug that no longer struggles, and then Cheng Ke will disappear in his life. Too.

Slowly, he will no longer think of this person.

"The function of the quilt is to protect the quilt from getting dirty," Cheng Ke said. "Is there any essential difference between the full package and the half package? Anyway, it separates the person from the quilt."

"...Isn't it uncomfortable to fall asleep?" Jiang Yuduo closed the bedroom door.

"It's uncomfortable," Cheng Ke said. "But I'm used to it now. It's good. It's also very convenient when washing the quilt. You don't have to remove it."

"Oh," Jiang Yuduo looked at him. "I wanted to teach you how to do it. You don't even want to take it apart, then forget it."

"Will you?" Cheng Ke asked immediately.

"It's not that I want to stimulate you, Cheng Ke," Jiang Yu sighed. "I'm afraid few people will not. It's just a matter of speed."

"...Oh," Cheng Ke snorted and stood up again. "Would you like to help me, let me see if I can learn."

"Come on." Jiang Yudou nodded his head. He rarely treated people like this, even Chen Qing would not help him to this extent, but I don't know why, every time he saw Cheng Ke like this, he felt A little pitiful, "Actually, I just make up the level that can be put on, but I will teach you that I will be spare."

"You don't need to make any advances," Cheng Ke said. "I won't laugh at you if you don't fit it."

Jiang Yu snatched into the bedroom, walked to the bed, Cheng Ke followed, leaned against the cupboard and looked at him.

In fact, Jiang Yuduo was quite annoyed with the quilt, and his level was indeed not very good, but he was able to put it on, but it was the first time someone had observed his quilt, which made him a little awkward.

Standing in front of the bed, I don't know if I should explain it side by side.

"You quilt," Jiang Yuduo folded the quilt casually, hugged it and handed it to Cheng Ke. "Let's put it next, I will tell you a simple way."

"Well." Cheng Ke took the quilt and put it on the table.

"First of all..." Jiang Yuduo only saw the whole picture of the quilt after the quilt was taken away. Basically, it was twisted into a ball. "You spread the quilt so flat, in fact, you want to stop it because of the virtue of the quilt?"

"Yes." Cheng Ke answered very honestly, "It's already shaking."

"How is it possible." Jiang Yu grabbed a sigh, grabbed the quilt and shivered.

Twisted by the cover.

He shivered again.

Then he shook again.

The quilt is always a ball.

Jiang Yuduo had to look on the quilt for another half day, then turned his head: "How the **** do you sleep? The four corners of the quilt!"

"Where do I know," Cheng Ke sighed, "Come inside."

Jiang Yuduo started to feel a little depressed, but still bent over to find the corner of the quilt.

After searching for a long time, he finally touched one of the corners. He quickly shook the corner and shook again, with little gain.

So he decided to give up, grabbed a quilt and pulled back and forth a few times, and found the quilt's opening.

The moment he saw the opening, he was full of contempt for Cheng Ke: "Have you pulled the zipper anyway! This half is half outside! Are you a pig!"

He gripped the opening of the quilt with both hands and shook it fiercely: "This can be shaken flat..."

He heard a hissing sound and immediately stopped.

The room was quiet.

It took a while for him to sneak a glance at the quilt, and he opened a slit along the seam at the opening position until it reached his head.

"Are you," Cheng Ke cleared his throat, "Tear me off?"

Jiang Yuduo turned his head: "Yes, I will pay you."

Cheng Ke didn't speak, leaning on the cupboard and started to laugh. He laughed wildly at him and couldn't stop.

"Do you have any needles?" Jiang Yuduo was very faceless.

"Why," Cheng Ke probably laughed because he was too surprised. "Will you still sew?"

"Sewn the clothes, never quilt the quilt," Jiang Yuduo raised his eyebrows. "It should be almost the same."

"No," Cheng Ke started to laugh again, opened the cabinet with a smile, and took out another quilt. "Come, tear this again."

"Go." Jiang Yu grabbed the quilt.

He found that Cheng Ke's quilt had probably not been flattened since the day it was used, so even if it was washed and folded, it was still crumpled out of the cabinet.

"You probably won't fold clothes, either?" Jiang Yuduo put the backup quilt on the bed and began to find the four corners slowly.

"Yes, but the clothes are hanging," Cheng Ke said, "not folded."

Jiang Yuduo didn't particularly believe this answer, but he didn't say much. After all, he had to concentrate so as not to tear the cover off again.

Speaking of this, the quality of the quilt is not good, it is estimated that the young master will not pick it.

The quilt was finally shaken and flattened, and Jiang Yuduo breathed a sigh of relief when he spread it perfectly on the bed.

"Look, turn the quilt first and flatten it," he stroked, beckoning, "then align the quilt and flatten it."

"Isn't that how I am?" Cheng Ke took the quilt over and shook it with him on the bed.

"Fart, this is the first step," Jiang Yuduo said. The wind from the quilt hit his face. He smelled a faint scent. "You still spray perfume?"

"Just spray on the quilt and smell good sleep." Cheng Ke said.

"Is it true?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Have you done this?" Cheng Ke frowned.

"No," Jiang Yuduo said, "I got out of the quilt and basked in the sun, and it smelled delicious. I don't think you would dry the quilt..."

"Then you fucking! Smell it!" Cheng Ke grabbed the quilt and pressed his head to cover it, "No taste!"

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak. After being pressed onto the quilt, his body remained frozen for two seconds.

"It's the same fragrance..." Cheng Ke let go of his hand, but he hadn't spoken yet. Jiang Yuduo suddenly straightened up and pulled his arm back.

Cheng Ke's hand that hadn't been taken back was grabbed by him, and then twisted, without waiting for Cheng Ke's reaction, he felt a sore shoulder.

When he returned to God, he was already overthrown by Jiang Yu.

"What are you doing!" he growled.

Jiang Yuduo did not speak, but lowered his head and looked at him while panting.

Cheng Ke saw some of his red eyes, and suddenly felt a little fluffy in his heart, and quickly shouted again: "Youngest!"

Jiang Yu snatched, looking as if he had just found him falling to the ground, rushed over and grabbed his arm, and then slowly dragged him off the ground.

"Don't move first," Jiang Yuduo grabbed his arm and let go. "Anything uncomfortable?"

"No," Cheng Ke looked at him. "My **** landed first."

"...Oh," Jiang Yu grabbed his hand and said for a long time, "I... was startled, conditioned."

"Well." Cheng Ke rubbed his elbow, just braced the ground and bumped a little.

"Sorry." Jiang Yuduo said.

"It's okay." Cheng Ke didn't know why he had such an excessive conditioned reflex, but many people had the point that they couldn't poke, and he just moved a little too far.

"No taste." Jiang Yuduo said.

"What?" Cheng Ke froze.

"The quilt is fragrant and has no smell." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Nonsense," Cheng Ke looked at him. "I just sunbaked the day before yesterday and laid it on the balcony."

"Are you on the ground?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Ah." Cheng Ke responded.

"You put two chairs and put the quilt on top, so it's sun-drenched and clean." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Ah." Cheng Ke responded again.

After these magical conversations, Jiang Yu cleared his throat, stood back to the bed, and flattened the ruffled quilt: "Now look, from the opposite side of the opening, there is a quilt Roll inwards."

"Oh," Cheng Ke hurried over and started to roll the quilt with him. "What's the point of such a roll?"

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak, and opened his mouth after reaching the end: "Now take the two ends that have been rolled out, and take them out from the opening."

Cheng Ke learned how he looked, reached in from the opening, grabbed the curled quilt head and pulled it out from the inside. When he saw that the hood suddenly started to rush out, he immediately understood: "I fuck, then that's it Turn the quilt out all the way and put it on, right?"

"Yes," Jiang Yu nodded, "very smart."

The quilt rolled out all the way, and finally laid flat on the bed. Cheng Ke picked up and was shivered by the horns, feeling a sense of accomplishment: "I never knew that the quilt can still be so.

"I watched video," Jiang Yuduo said, "just learned last month."

Cheng Ke smiled.

"Your... torn..." Jiang Yuduo hesitated. "I'll take it back and sew it for you."

"No," Cheng Ke said. "This hood has been used several times and can almost be thrown away."

Jiang Yuduo looked at him without saying a word.

Cheng Ke didn't speak, opened the sliding door, walked to the balcony, pushed the window through a slit, and lighted a cigarette. He didn't know how long it was to throw away the cover. It was normal to throw it away. Even if it is thrown away, the quilt is already rotten.

Jiang Yuduo came out and stood beside him.

Cheng Ke handed him the cigarette case. He took one out and pointed it out, looking out the window.

"You... as a child," Cheng Ke looked at the scar on his face, "Is it living alone?"

"No," Jiang Yuduo said, "a few."

"Oh, I thought you were alone since you were a child, so you can do anything." Cheng Ke nodded.

"It was probably after ten years of age that I lived alone." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Ten years old is a child." Cheng Ke said.

"Really," Jiang Yuduo glanced at him. "I didn't have a kid."

Cheng Ke was silent.

"What did you do when you were a kid?" Jiang Yuduo asked. "Have you been bullied by your brother?"

"No," Cheng Ke smiled. "I played by myself. My dad built a log cabin in the yard. It was very small. Cheng Yi didn't like it. I usually read books there."

"Very good," Jiang Yuduo said, "It feels safe."

"It's not safe," Cheng Ke smiled. "Later Cheng Yi raised a dog. My dad kept the house for the dog and said he would help me make another one, but he never did."

"The rich young master," Jiang Yuduo sighed, "so angry."

"At that time, my dad was very disappointed with me..." Cheng Ke stretched out, "Actually Cheng Yi wants to get a kennel, and he will definitely help him right away, but he will fight with me and get annoyed. Now."

"You shouldn't give in," Jiang Yuduo said. "If you give in once, there will be a second time, a third time, and then no one can see you."

Cheng Ke looked at him without speaking.

"I can't do it once, and I can't do it if my head is broken," Jiang Yuduo's face became a little dazed.

"What?" Cheng Ke asked softly.

"Who do you want to see you?" Jiang Yuduo said, "I don't know who I want to see me."

Cheng Ke choked off his cigarette, and was silent for a while before speaking: "Did you live in an orphanage when you were a kid?"

"No," Jiang Yu shook his head, "I live at home."

"With Mom and Dad?" Cheng Ke asked again carefully.

"Well, I call them Mom and Dad," Jiang Yuduo answered his question unexpectedly, "There are other puppies."

Cheng Ke heard something wrong: "Puppy?"

"Puppy like me." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke froze for a while, and when he wanted to ask again after a while, Jiang Yuduo raised his index finger: "Don't ask, know too much, they will find you."

Without waiting for Cheng Ke to speak again, Jiang Yuduo pinched the smoke on the window sill and turned back to the room.

Cheng Ke looked at the black stamp pressed out on the window sill. He didn't know if he should continue to think about Jiang Yu's seizure. He still warned him not to pinch the cigarette so rudely on the window sill. There was an ashtray next to it.

"I didn't see the ashtray." Jiang Yuduo's voice came from behind.

"Hey!" Cheng Ke jumped back and looked back.

Jiang Yuduo poked his head out of the sliding door: "I didn't see an ashtray until I pressed it down."

"...It's okay," Cheng Ke said, "can wipe it off."

"It can't be wiped off, there is a white-grey wall, no putty or tiles," Jiang Yuduo said. "In fact, I used to pinch outside the window..."

Cheng Ke pushed open the window and glanced out at the window sill. He saw a little black tuo, which was lined up neatly.

"You pressed it all?" He turned back.

"Huh." Jiang Yuduo smiled.

"Are you mad at me now?" Cheng Ke asked.

"No, I just told you a moment." Jiang Yuduo said.

"...Okay, I know." Cheng Ke nodded.

Jiang Yuduo closed the door and went to the living room.

Cheng Ke groaned on the balcony for a while with a bit of laughter, and finally couldn't hold back, reaching for and rubbing on Heiduo.

I really can't erase it.

He sighed and opened the door to enter the house.

Jiang Yuduo sat on the sofa and looked at the phone.

He went to wash his hands and went back to the living room to turn on the TV.

"Are you still watching TV?" Jiang Yuduo said.

"There's no noise in the room." He sat on the sofa and leaned on the other side.

"There is a voice that is not practical, and I can't hear anything." Jiang Yu grabbed his head and continued to look at the phone.

"Are you still reading that thigh script?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Abandoned," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'm looking at another now, and I can't understand it."

"The words are not fully recognized?" Cheng Ke was a little surprised, and then suddenly thought that according to Jiang Yuduo's "childhood", he might not have gone to school.

"No, what I said is that one day, the three yuan suddenly disappeared and became a void," Jiang Yuduo said, "the second yuan is left."

"Oh," Cheng Ke nodded. "What about people like me who don't use the Internet?"

"It's empty," Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke laughed: "Fuck, so terrible."

"Void is pretty good, it's gone, and it's all there again," Jiang Yuduo said. "I just don't understand it very much. I still prefer to watch Xiuxian."

"Do you watch movies?" Cheng Ke asked.

Jiang Yuduo put down his phone and thought about it, "Look."

Cheng Ke hesitated when he took the projector's remote control: "I'll tell you first, I installed the projector and hit a few nails, and I can remove it later and fill it in."

Jiang Yuduo looked at him, and after a while he said, "You still have a projector?"

"Well." Cheng Ke nodded.

"Aren't you swept out of the house?" Jiang Yuduo was very puzzled. "Where are you so blind from your money?"

"A little civilization?" Cheng Ke said.

"Where did your money go so bad?" Jiang Yuduo said.

"Is your definition of uncivilized a bit confusing?" Cheng Ke was speechless.

"Where did you get the money..." Jiang Yuduo continued.

"I have a deposit." Cheng Ke interrupted him.

"Actually there is a deposit, I think your money is Xu Ding's relief," Jiang Yuduo said, "According to the routine, shouldn't your card be frozen."

"Third brother, legal society, who can freeze the card in my name," Cheng Ke looked at him. "You don't like to watch Xiuxian, do you like to watch overbearing presidents?"

Jiang Yuzhuo laughed for a long time and waved his hand: "Watching a movie."

"I saved a classic here," Cheng Ke took out his phone and poked, "I downloaded it again after I changed my phone. I'll read it again if you're fine. You are young and probably never seen it."

"Then look at the classics." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Okay, wait." Cheng Ke turned on the projector, connected to the phone, and then clicked on the phone's video folder.

As I turned down, Jiang Yuduo, who had been staring at the projection, said next to him: "I thought you would save a little pornographic film, don't you say you watch it?"

Cheng Ke turned his head: "Why, do you want to see?"

"No!" Jiang Yuduo looked horrified. "I'll just talk about it!"

Cheng Ke snorted and opened the video.

In order to have the effect of watching movies, he also made audio, but he has never had the opportunity to use it. At this time, listening to the sound is okay, that is, the sound quality of the film source is too bad, after all, the old film.

He got up to turn off the light in the living room.

"How about this music..." Jiang Yuduo's voice was tense, "So... scared..."

He didn't speak yet, and the title was typed out.

"I **** the old corpse in the village!" Jiang Yu roared.

"You know?" Cheng Ke sat back on the sofa. "This is a classic, every time I watch..."

"Yes, it's very scary, I fucking," Jiang Yuduo said as he rubbed over from the sofa to his side. He rubbed beside him and squeezed with him before stopping. "I fuck, I **** ..."

"...Aren't you," Cheng Kele said, "So scared?"

"Why can't I be afraid?" Jiang Yuduo was a little upset.

"Yes." Cheng Ke nodded with a smile, thinking and lowering his voice. "Actually, I'm not too scared. I was scared to death every time I watched."

"Then do you still watch?" Jiang Yuzhuo glared at him.

Cheng Ke whispered, "If you are here, the two will not look so..."

"Fuck! Fuck! It's started!" Jiang Yuduo turned his head and stared at the projection.

Cheng Ke quickly glared over.

The two stared nervously for half a day, and Jiang Yuduo suddenly laughed: "It's getting **** shameful."

"You're afraid for a while, don't suddenly arrest me," Cheng Ke said, "I will scold people."

Jiang Yudou nodded: "You are the same."