Antidote

When I walked out of the cafe, it was always cloudy with light rain.

"A bit cold?" Jiang Yuduo looked up at the sky, "It's colder than snow."

"It's okay," Cheng Ke zipped up his jacket. "Go back in a car?"

"Can I take the bus?" Jiang Yuduo asked. "I haven't taken the bus in a long time."

"Yes, is there near here?" Cheng Ke looked at both sides.

"Front." Jiang Yuduo took him down the road.

Not far away, I saw a bus stop, and they both stood under the canopy without talking.

Cheng Ke took a deep breath.

The rain in early spring smells different from other seasons. It is cool, with a slight earthy smell. Even on such a cloudy day, there is a north wind blowing, the wet ground, the trunks, the umbrella surface of pedestrians, Hair will gleam with a thin light.

"I lived here for a year." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Really?" Cheng Ke didn't expect him to say this suddenly, stunned.

"With another child," Jiang Yuduo said, "Sister Luo wants to help us."

Cheng Ke turned around and stood face to face with him, raising his hand and squeezing gently on his shoulder.

"Later I ran," Jiang Yuduo said, "I ran very far and didn't come back. I called the kid once."

"What did you say?" Cheng Ke asked softly.

"He said he wanted to commit suicide." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke twitched in his heart and suddenly realized that this was the suicidal child Luo Jie said.

"I didn't tell Sister Luo," Jiang Yudiao looked up at him. "Later he died."

"You..." Cheng Ke froze for a moment, and quickly grabbed him by the shoulder. "This is not your fault."

"I didn't think it was my fault," Jiang Yuduo bowed his head and found a cigarette. "His own business, he decided that it was more comfortable to die than to live, so he died."

Cheng Ke didn't speak, his hand still squeezed his shoulder, Jiang Yuduo handed the cigarette to his mouth, he took a sip, spit out the smoke at the beginning, and asked in a low voice: "Then you..."

"I don't want to die," Jiang Yuduo squinted his eyes, "I won't let them kill me, I won't die on their hands."

Cheng Ke sighed softly, said nothing else, leaned forward, lowered his chin to Jiang Yuduo's shoulders, his hands clasped behind his back.

Cheng Ke added WeChat to Sister Luo. After returning to the hotel, Sister Luo sent him a message, telling him that he could find her wherever he needed help.

Jiang Yuduo sat beside him and looked at him. He didn't immediately send back a message to Sister Luo, and put the phone back in his pocket: "Shall I let the hotel send some food to the room?"

"I want to eat bread," Jiang Yuduo said, "do they have sweet stuffing, do they?"

"Or you can go directly to the restaurant to eat, it is on the second floor." Cheng Ke looked at him.

Jiang Yuduo hesitated: "Come on."

The restaurant environment of the hotel is not bad. Cheng Ke asked for a bowl of noodles. Jiang Yuduo also wanted some sweet stuffed bread, which was made of bean paste.

"Delicious?" Cheng Ke asked.

"It's delicious," Jiang Yuduo brought the bite of bread to him. "You try."

Cheng Ke took a bite: "Well, it looks good."

"You contact Sister Luo, don't face me." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Huh?" Cheng Ke froze.

"I will... nervous." Jiang Yu grabbed his frown.

"Okay, in fact, I don't have much contact with her." Cheng Ke said, he could feel that Jiang Yuduo would be willing to face it now, willing to admit that he was sick, but still uncontrollably uneasy. , Will doubt.

Originally Cheng Ke thought that if there was nothing to do at night, he could go out with Jiang Yuduo, but now that he knows this place, Jiang Yuduo does not have many good memories, he didn't mention it. .

When they came back after eating in the restaurant, they took a shower and Cheng Ke lay on the bed and turned on the TV.

Cheng Ke didn't ask for a twin room when making a reservation. Fearing that the front desk had any ideas, he wanted a standard room. At this time, he regretted lying in bed.

He wanted to sleep with Jiang Yuduo, but he felt that Jiang Yuduo would squeeze with him and he would have a feeling of not being serious. Although he didn’t have any serious thoughts, it was just the state right now. Not very suitable, if it is a bed, there is no need to struggle.

Jiang Yuduo stood at the window for a while and turned around.

Cheng Ke didn't watch him, staring at the TV.

Jiang Yu snatched up to the bed next to the window and stood for a while. He glanced at him and walked over, then lay down on the bed and squeezed over him.

He squeezed tightly until he hugged him sideways.

"Are you sleepy?" Cheng Ke looked down at him.

"They are downstairs," Jiang Yuduo put his face on his waist. "I saw it."

Cheng Ke glanced at the window: "It's okay, don't you see it now?"

"Huh." Jiang Yuduo responded dumbly.

Cheng Ke turned up the volume of the TV.

Jiang Yuduo didn't move anymore, and lay in a quiet embrace for a long time.

Cheng Ke wanted to see if this person fell asleep, Jiang Yuduo grabbed his clothes and dragged down: "You come down."

Cheng Ke rubbed down and lay on the pillow: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak, propped himself up, looked at him for a while, and then carefully lifted his right arm under the plaster and put it up on the pillow: "Place it here."

"Why?" Cheng Ke moved his arm. "I haven't slept yet, I won't touch it."

Jiang Yuduo stared at him.

"Go everywhere, just put it here." Cheng Ke put his hand down.

Jiang Yu snatched his head down, his lips rubbing against the corner of his mouth.

Cheng Ke froze.

Jiang Yuduo's lips pressed down again, and the tip of his tongue licked at the corner of his mouth.

Cheng Ke instantly regained his consciousness, his left arm went around the back of his neck and took a hook, and kissed him fiercely.

However, Jiang Yuduo's response actually surprised him a little, and his breathing changed almost in a second.

Jiang Yuduo's hand touched his clothes along his waist.

It was like putting a □□ into his mind.

A loud bang.

When Cheng Ke turned over and pressured Jiang Yu, he didn't consider the existence of gypsum at all. It wasn't until Jiang Yuduo pressed him back on the pillow that he felt his wrist faintly sore.

"Let you put it here!" Jiang Yuduo panted, putting his hand back next to the pillow and pressing it.

"Is this **** able to hold it?" Cheng Ke also panted heavily. "You just picked my clothes. Would you like to show me one?"

"I didn't pick it up," Jiang Yuduo pointed at him. "I just lifted it!"

"Is there a difference?" Cheng Ke looked down at the clothes he had lifted.

Jiang Yuduo quickly reached out and tore his clothes off, and patted him twice on his stomach.

"What's your behavior?" Cheng Ke couldn't help laughing.

"Just tell you I didn't pick your clothes." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Then I will pick you up." Cheng Ke grabbed his clothes and lifted it up. He grabbed a hand on his waist. When he passed his hand over his butt, Jiang Yu grabbed him.

"Don't touch it." Jiang Yuduo pressed his left hand onto the bed.

"Fuck," Cheng Ke was a little helpless, "OK, can I still be blind?"

"Huh." Jiang Yuduo responded, bowing his head and kissing.

It's quite hard.

Cheng Ke feels that people are a kind of magical animal. The more they are in a bad mood, their emotions are entangled, and when they are confused, the more the fire will be caught up.

It's like waiting for someone to burn themselves and burn all the unnecessary emotions.

But Jiang Yuduo had fallen asleep next to him... Even if he didn't fall asleep, he could only self-immolate.

Fortunately, he was really tired today, his brain was tired, and his heart was tired. After the curtains were pulled open, all his thoughts were filled with exhaustion in his body.

He soon fell asleep with Jiang Yuduo's breath.

Cheng Ke did not hear the alarm clock he set in the morning. What surprised him was that Jiang Yuduo, who had always been so alert, did not hear it. Fortunately, he called for breakfast yesterday. The waiter called to ask if he could deliver it to the room now. At that time, he and Jiang Yuduo awakened.

"What time is it?" Cheng Ke asked.

"At half past seven," Jiang Yuduo glanced at the phone, "Isn't it late?"

"It's too late," Cheng Ke breathed a sigh of relief. "It's too late to leave before eight."

"Clean up and wash for half an hour, then go out and call the car early," Jiang Yuduo jumped directly from the bed to the ground. "Time is tight."

Cheng Ke glanced at him and smiled.

Jiang Yu snatched his head: "Smile, you don't have it?"

"I haven't I jumped around with a gun." Cheng Ke said.

"You certainly don't." Jiang Yu snatched into the toilet.

Cheng Ke laughed in bed for a long time, and did not know what was laughing.

Maybe I still feel relaxed, even if the front is black, but the wall is gone, as long as you go forward, you can step on the road under your feet.

Jiang Yuduo has never been on an airplane, and of course he has never been in first class.

After getting on the plane, he sat in the position and watched for a long time. He whispered into Cheng Ke's ear and whispered, "This first class is not very good."

"What do you think?" Cheng Ke asked.

"I don't know," Jiang Yuduo said. "It feels more spacious than it used to be."

"Then take a first-class first-class seat." Cheng Ke smiled.

"Next time?" Jiang Yuduo asked immediately, "When? Where are you going?"

"...Next time is a rough meaning, that is, the next time, when there is a chance, or when we go to travel..." Cheng Ke was interrupted before he finished.

"Where to travel?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

Cheng Ke laughed and leaned on the back of the chair for a long time: "Anyway, do you want to go somewhere?"

Jiang Yuduo didn't say anything for a long time, and finally frowned, "No."

"No?" Cheng Ke asked.

"No," Jiang Yuduo suddenly lost, lowering his head and sighing, "I don't want to go anywhere."

"Why?" Cheng Ke asked again.

"Afraid." Jiang Yu grabbed his brow.

"Got it," Cheng Ke grabbed his hand. "Then don't go. When you are not afraid, let's go travel."

"Well." Jiang Yuduo closed his eyes.

Jiang Yuduo didn't show too much this fear, but after returning home, Cheng Ke could obviously feel him relax.

While paralyzed on the sofa with Meow, Jiang Yuduo looked very happy.

A familiar, controllable environment is very important to him. When you leave this environment, he will be in a state of tension, so nervous that he will fall asleep in an unfamiliar environment, so nervous that he can’t even hear the alarm clock. Too.

Although Jiang Yu seized the determination to face the darkness, it was not about quitting smoking, nor was it to change any bad habits, nor even to face a psychological shadow.

What Jiang Yuduo wants to fight against is the kind of damage that will not disappear in a lifetime.

As soon as he packed his luggage back in the cupboard, Chen Qing called and said to eat at night.

"I don't want to move," Jiang Yuduo said, "you eat it yourself."

"How's your third brother hurt, is it better?" Chen Qing asked.

"Is it still okay," Jiang Yuduo said, "very good."

"You don't want to come out if you don't want to come out," Chen Qing said, "I'll go to the bar with Da Bin after dinner."

"How is the effect?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"It's not bad!" Chen Qing's voice rose as soon as he mentioned it. "Nothing, no words. Yesterday we went to 70 or 80 people. The crowd was full. There will be more tonight. Click."

"Huh." Jiang Yuduo smiled.

"Originally, it doesn't matter if you really want to think more, I heard everything about the third brother, and all came," said Chen Qing. "I control it. After all, it's Jaeger-LeCoultre's money. With flowers, you can’t spend too much one time.”

"Did Zhang Daqi have any movement?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"I haven't seen them for two days, but yesterday their security guards came out and stared at us," said Chen Qing. "It's estimated that if I go for another two days, I will be able to make a reservation."

"We will talk about it for a week," Jiang Yuduo said.

"It's no problem." Chen Qing said, "My strengths are disgusting."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Ke came over and checked the gauze on his head: "This has to be changed, there is blood coming out."

"I feel a little bloated when I fly." He touched his head.

"Shall I change it for you?" Cheng Ke asked.

"No," Jiang Yuduo took out the small medicine chest. "Let's go to the supermarket in a moment."

"What to buy?" Cheng Ke asked.

"I want to buy more, and the refrigerator is empty." Jiang Yuduo just looked at the refrigerator, and there was basically nothing to eat. He had to add it, or he and Cheng Ke would have to take out every day...

He and Cheng Ke.

He glanced at Cheng Ke.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Ke said, "I didn't eat it all. How many times did I take it?"

"Are you still eating?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Why don't you let it go?" Cheng Ke said, "Come on food bills? Or I'll get the money today."

Jiang Yuduo's heart was suddenly loosened, and he felt that the corners of his mouth couldn't be pulled: "Don't you go back today?"

"I stayed here at least before opening," Cheng Ke flicked at the tip of his nose. "I'm a little busy these days. I have an arm and need someone to wait."

"Am I?" Jiang Yuduo asked immediately.

"Otherwise Chen Qing?" Cheng Ke snorted.

"He won't wait for you," Jiang Yuduo snorted. "He has a big opinion on you."

"I'm not a small opinion of him," Cheng Ke said, "I admire you both for so many years."

Jiang Yuduo smiled and was about to speak, Cheng Ke's cell phone rang.

"Who?" he asked casually.

"I don't know, maybe Xu Ding..." Cheng Ke took out his mobile phone and glanced at the sound.

"Who?" Jiang Yuzhuo glanced in the past. Only a phone number was displayed on the phone, and there was no name, but Cheng Ke suddenly became a little ugly, indicating that he can remember this number if he does not save it.

"Fuck," Cheng Ke bit his lip and looked up at him, "My dad."

Jiang Yuduo froze: "Your dad? Why are you looking for you?"

Without waiting for Cheng Ke to speak, he stood up: "Is that stupid for Cheng Yi!"

"I listened first. You list the things you want to buy at the supermarket." Cheng Ke patted his face. If it was just for Cheng Yi, Dad would not necessarily call again, he hurt. Dad already knows about Cheng Yi's affairs. He took Cheng Yi's one million things, but in Dad's eyes it didn't matter.

There is only one possibility.

Dad is because of Jiang Yuduo.

Jiang Yuduo unhappy with his face took out a cigarette shell paper and sat down at the table to start writing the list. Cheng Ke went to the backyard and answered the phone: "Dad?"

"Do you have time." Dad's voice came out, with no emotion, and it sounded very cold.

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

"I'm right in front of your boyfriend's house," Dad said, "If you have time..."

"Where are you?" Cheng Kemeng raised his voice sharply.

"At the door of your boyfriend's house," Dad reported the address of Jiang Yuduo's house. "There is a newspaper kiosk here. Within five minutes, I hope to see you."

"Just talking on the phone." Cheng Ke's voice also froze at once.

"Five minutes." Dad hung up the phone.

Cheng Ke froze for a while. When he turned and walked into the house, he saw Jiang Yuduo standing by the window. He quickly hurried over: "You..."

"Isn't that...your dad's car?" Jiang Yudao pointed out and turned his head to look at him. "The license plates are not complete, three ones."

"Why... did you hear that?" Cheng Ke felt distressed for a while.

"I heard you asking where he was," Jiang Yuduo twitched his lips. "So surprised, I guess he is only at the door, you will be the reaction."

Cheng Ke threw the phone on the sofa somewhat depressed: "Let him wait there."

"There are still people in the car," Jiang Yuduo said. "If you don't go, he will come... Go, I'm fine."

Cheng Ke didn't speak.

"Really," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'm in a good mood now, all right."

"You are here," Cheng Ke pointed to the window. "Just standing here, looking at me."

"Well." Jiang Yu nodded.

"Look at me until I come back." Cheng Ke said.

"Well, don't be afraid," Jiang Yuduo rubbed his face, "I'm staring here, no one can treat you here."

Cheng Ke smiled and put on his coat and went out.

He let Jiang Yuduo look at him, he wanted Jiang Yuduo's attention to always focus on this matter, and there was no chance to distract him.

But Jiang Yuduo's answer really made his nose sore.