Antidote

I don't know who touched the switch. The water spurt out of the sprinkler sprinkled down.

Cheng Ke leaned against the wall, Jiang Yuduo leaned against him, and his head was against the wall.

Both men's movements have stopped, but the gasp is still confusing in his ears, and the cold water sprayed from the sprinkler failed to cool everything immediately.

After the water temperature began to rise, Cheng Ke raised his hand and slapped at the nozzle. The nozzle turned around and continued to spray towards the toilet.

Jiang Yuduo's gasp was lower, and he said, "I help you..."

"Which..." Cheng Ke is now sensitive to this sentence pattern. Even if they have just finished their work, his first reaction is still unsightly. Fortunately, Jiang Yuduo extended his hand to the nozzle while saying this sentence. He quickly grabbed Jiang Yuduo's hand, "No, I will charge, one hand is enough, you... help me take off this sleeve."

"Huh." Jiang Yuduo responded, helped him to pull off the sleeves of the sweater, and then kissed him in the corner of his eyes, and turned out of the bathroom with a body of water.

Cheng Ke moved the spray head back to himself, put the plaster on the wall, closed his eyes and closed his eyes.

When he came out of the bathroom, Jiang Yu snatched away with only one pair of underwear sitting on the chair. When he saw him come out, he jumped from the chair and covered it with some embarrassment.

I have dared to open the door barely when I met a few times. At this time, when I’m done, I’ll wear my underwear and cover it... I’m probably sorted by age.

Cheng Ke turned away and poured himself a glass of water. He heard Jiang Yu snatching into the bathroom before turning around and sitting on the sofa.

Jiang Yuduo turned on the TV and was animating. Meow sat on the coffee table and watched very eagerly. Cheng Ke didn't change channels and watched with him.

Anyway, now I see everything the same, my mind is not messy, it is empty.

Jiang Yuduo took longer than usual to take a bath. Cheng Ke was a little uneasy. He shouted at him halfway, he answered, and it took another ten minutes before he came out with a head of water.

"Are you asleep?" Cheng Ke asked.

"No," Jiang Yuduo grabbed the towel and rubbed it randomly on his hair. "I'm just... sorry."

"...Oh," Cheng Ke froze for a while, "it's okay, it shouldn't have happened."

"How is it possible," Jiang Yuduo said, "even if it is forgotten, it has happened."

Cheng Ke didn't speak. He felt that Jiang Yuduo was not talking about it.

"There is nothing that leaves no trace," Jiang Yuduo sat next to him, wiping his head down and wiping his hair. "Even if you pretend to be invisible, they will leave a mark where you can't see."

Cheng Ke reached out to Jiang Yuduo's neck and wanted to squeeze, but the fingers just touched his skin, and Jiang Yuduo suddenly returned his hand and grabbed his hand.

"Me!" Cheng Ke immediately shouted in response.

Jiang Yuduo's hand paused, loosened, and continued to wipe his hair.

Cheng Ke hesitated for a moment, or squeezed gently behind his neck.

After something like that in the video happened, Jiang Yuduo's suppressed tension still did not dissipate, even though the two experienced intimate contact that the two had never had before.

Some things cannot be vented.

Just like Jiang Yuduo said, something happens, it will always be there, leaving traces of it, you can’t see it, it won’t change.

"Did you go to the supermarket?" Jiang Yuduo said. "Tun some food."

"Are you gone?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Also, but not much, I want to...go out and walk," Jiang Yuduo rubbed his nose, "By the way, eat something."

"Good." Cheng Ke nodded.

Just about to stand up, Jiang Yuduo turned around and hugged him, burying his face in his shoulder and rubbing hard.

"Coquettish?" Cheng Ke asked.

"No," Jiang Yuduo's voice muffled, "Sorry."

Cheng Ke laughed and rubbed his back: "How long will it take for you to be embarrassed to get over it?"

"I don't know," Jiang Yu snatched hard against him, and finally pushed him down on the sofa and lay on him. "You don't have any...sorry?"

"No," Cheng Ke said. "I think my left-handed technique is not bad. I didn't pay attention to it before."

"Shut up." Jiang Yu grabbed him.

"You have to say that you are not comfortable, and I will be embarrassed," Cheng Ke patted on his back. "After all, I...have grown a lot..."

"Cheng Ke!" Jiang Yuduo raised his head and glared at him, "Can you **** always be like an old rogue."

"Pay attention," Cheng Ke said. "Rogues can, but old rogues can't."

"Fuck." Jiang Yuduo laughed, breathing down his neck, warm, and after a while he cleared his throat again, "Then you..."

"Shuang," Cheng Ke said, "I was a bit worried at first, I don't know if you are doing this at the same level of strength as rubbing your back."

"...I found that you responded very fast when you talked about this kind of topic," Jiang Yuduo said.

"Nonsense, just finished." Cheng Ke said.

"Shut up," Jiang Yuduo jumped off the sofa from him. "Get up, change clothes and go to the supermarket."

Cheng Ke didn't know why Jiang Yuduo suddenly wanted to go to the supermarket. He didn't usually get the breadcrumbs when he ate it.

Cheng Ke looked at it before going out and ate a lot, stuffing half of the refrigerator.

However, he didn't ask much. If they continue to stay alone in the house, it is estimated that Jiang Yuduo's embarrassment will not be able to survive this night. Going to the supermarket to turn around can make the attention from the first stinky faceless activity he experienced in this life. Move away.

"Did you say that such cookies are delicious?" Jiang Yuduo pushed the car and asked a box of cookies.

"Well," Cheng Ke nodded. "Take two boxes. Sometimes I'm hungry before I can eat."

Jiang Yuduo put four boxes directly into the car, took two steps forward and stopped: "What about this little cake?"

"I haven't eaten it," Cheng Ke looked at it. "That egg roll has been eaten, and it's not bad."

Jiang Yuduo put down the little cake and took a few boxes of egg rolls.

"Why do you take so much?" Cheng Ke couldn't help asking.

"You eat it," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'll take some instant noodles and instant rice later, haven't you bought one box after another? You can eat when you don't want to eat takeout and are lazy to go."

"You can do it when you don't want to eat takeaway and are lazy," Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo glanced at him: "Do I want to cook? I still have a broken hand."

"Oh," Cheng Ke smiled. "That's OK, please order it. If you don't want to take some ham sausage luncheon meat, you can add it and cook together."

"OK." Jiang Yu nodded.

Today, it may be that Jiang Yuduo's mood is a bit different. Shopping is different from usual. No matter what you take, you will get a bunch of them like the goods.

Cheng Ke was a little hesitant when he wanted to buy a face wash towel. After watching it for a long time, he didn't dare to stretch out his hand. He was afraid to stretch out his hand. Jiang Yuluo gave him 20 pieces for approval.

"Towels are so difficult to choose?" Jiang Yuduo didn't know when to stand behind him, put his hand on his waist, and put his chin directly on his shoulder.

Cheng Ke tilted his head a bit in surprise, then glanced down at Jiang Yuduo's hand on his waist, which was quite stable. At first glance, he didn't plan to take it when someone came.

"How?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Suddenly so generous? Don't say that the court is wide?" Cheng Ke asked softly, reaching for the towel and trying to pick a thick and soft one.

"I just wanted to try it," Jiang Yuduo smiled, "how does it feel like this."

"What does it feel like?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Comfortable," Jiang Yuduo said, "Hello everyone, this is my boyfriend."

Cheng Ke laughed and returned his hand to bounce at the tip of his nose.

"Want to do this," Jiang Yuduo pointed to the towel on the shelf. "I also changed it like this. We both use the same."

"OK." Cheng Ke took the towel and put it in the car.

"You should buy the same for all toothbrushes," Jiang Yuduo said. "But I don't use electric ones. You can do it manually with me."

"OK." Cheng Ke said.

Today, Jiang Yuduo has an extraordinary enthusiasm for purchasing, and he is going around in the supermarket, and the shopping carts are full.

"It's almost the same," Cheng Ke looked at both sides, feeling that this was the third time he had walked through the underwear area. "I feel that it's enough to finish eating within the shelf life."

"You can throw it away after eating," Jiang Yuduo also looked at both sides, "Hey, Cheng Ke."

"Huh?" Cheng Ke responded.

"Do you remember meeting me at the supermarket at that time?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Remember," Cheng Ke said, "you hit me a bit and it's arrogant."

"You don't even have to say a sentence," Jiang Yuduo said, "Who is arrogant?"

"I saw it was you. I said it if I wanted to change someone else." Cheng Ke laughed.

"Did you hate me so much at that time?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"No," Cheng Ke thought for a while, "I was annoying to see everyone at that time."

"You wrote something to me... do you remember?" Jiang Yuduo asked again.

"What?" Cheng Ke froze for a moment, thinking suddenly that it seemed to be a risperidone written on Jiang Yuduo's cigarette paper, "I wrote it casually, and I knew that one Medicine... Jiang Yu takes you..."

"You said, is it a bit of a coincidence," Jiang Yuduo smiled and lowered his eyelids. "As a result, I am really..."

"Jiang Yuduo." Cheng Ke interrupted him.

"Will you regret it?" Jiang Yudui looked up at him.

"What regret?" Cheng Ke asked, "Does regret like you? This thing is not under my control. Even if I regret it, if I try again, I will still like it if I like it."

Cheng Ke did not know that the stamina of Luaner would be so great.

Jiang Yuduo has been sticking to him like a plaster ever since he finished, from the supermarket to eating and then to watching TV at home, and finally put it on his back when he went to bed.

But these are nothing. What makes Cheng Ke unreliable is what Jiang Yuduo said.

Jiang Yuduo did not have the state of excitement that he should have to open the door to the new world, or that his state went off course.

"Cheng Ke," Jiang Yuduo hugged him tightly, and whispered behind his ear, "If you didn't know me, are you home now?"

"No," Cheng Ke said, "Well, Cheng Yi is here, he won't let me go home, maybe... he will continue to toss with him endlessly, after all, there is no third brother to help me. "

Jiang Yuduo laughed: "He is not my brother anyway."

"Well, if I don't know you, I might have to get angry for another year or two before it breaks out." Cheng Ke said.

"So, no matter how much you can endure," Jiang Yuduo said, "if there is always something to follow, it will not be able to sustain it sooner or later, right."

Cheng Ke didn't speak and turned to face him: "Jiang Yuduo, what's wrong with you today?"

"Nothing." Jiang Yuduo said.

"If you feel something is wrong, let me know," Cheng Ke said, "I said, let's meet together..."

"How long can you carry it?" Jiang Yuduo whispered.

"I don't know, and I won't think about it," Cheng Ke frowned, "I only look at the general direction of things and only see if there is progress, whatever else."

"I'm afraid." Jiang Yuduo was still very quiet.

"When you were afraid, there was only one person, and now when you are afraid, there is still me." Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak. He sat up and looked at him: "If I stabbed you today, would you still say that?"

"But you didn't poke." Cheng Ke said.

"In case..." Jiang Yu grabbed a frown.

"Not in case, only the facts." Cheng Ke said.

"I didn't hurt you," Jiang Yuduo looked at him. "If I can hurt you once, I will hurt the second time, the third time, this time I'm under control, next time? Once, twice, three times, How many times can you carry?"

"You already want to work hard," Cheng Ke also sat up, "If you cure..."

"If the treatment is useless!" Jiang Yuduo yelled suddenly, "Before the cure! I will kill you before the cure!"

Cheng Ke was stunned by him. After a while, he recovered, and yelled at Jiang Yuduo: "Then you kill one to see! You said let me save you! Help you! But you! Let me pull you!"

Jiang Yuduo stared at him without speaking.

Cheng Ke fell back on the pillow.

In today's video, Cheng Ke has already posted it on his mobile phone, and deleted the one in Jiang Yuduo's mobile phone. He knows that this incident hit Jiang Yuduo.

When I try to change, I find that I am still a bad person.

Self-mutilation is not the point that Jiang Yuduo fears. He almost stabbed Cheng Ke is his fear.

Cheng Ke didn't know how to deal with Jiang Yuduo's fears. He didn't have the opportunity to contact Sister Luo today. When going to the store tomorrow, he planned to ask Sister Luo.

Now he looked at Jiang Yuduo who was still sitting beside him, just want to hug him.

"Jiang Yuduo," he called, and reached out, "Come."

"Well." Jiang Yuduo lay down and put his face in his palm.

He touched Jiang Yuduo's face. When he was about to hug him, Jiang Yuduo grabbed his hand and kissed him in his palm: "Cheng Ke."

"Huh?" Cheng Ke responded softly.

"Are you angry?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"No." Cheng Ke said.

"Are you tired now?" Jiang Yuduo asked again.

"Okay," Cheng Ke said, "what's wrong?"

Jiang Yuduo pulled his hand into the quilt.

"Fuck," Cheng Ke froze, "You..."

Jiang Yuzhuo came to kiss him: "If you can't do it...help me..."

"You can't **** do it," Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuzhuo smiled.

This smile is particularly clean, no worry, no fear, no tangles, just a simple smile, which is exciting.

Cheng Ke's sleep has been quite regular in the past half a month, but yesterday, both mentally and physiologically, he was depleted. The moment he fell asleep at night, he knew that he expected to sleep until noon the next day.

So he opened his eyes and touched the phone to see that it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon, he was not particularly surprised.

"Jiang Yuduo." He touched the side, empty.

Jiang Yuduo is different from him, no matter what the situation, he almost gets up at the same time, and sometimes does not sleep at all.

"Are you eating lunch first, and early..." Cheng Ke yawned out of bed and walked to the living room with slippers, "I should eat early now..."

There was no one in the living room. Cheng Ke looked into the kitchen and glanced at the bathroom. Meow walked past his feet. He bent down and touched meow: "How about your third brother?"

Meowed and walked away.

"Jiang Yuduo!" Cheng Ke went to the backyard again.

No one was in the backyard. Jiang Yuduo's blood dripped when he was injured, and it had turned black.

Cheng Ke stood for a while, walked over to the courtyard wall, looked closely, and found the touch of red in the video yesterday.

Unlike the blood stains on the ground, this place has become very pale, mixed with the mottled wall skin, and almost no longer come out.

The sun in the yard is good today, but Cheng Ke suddenly felt that the light around him was dimming a little bit, and the whole figure was slowly wrapped in ice and started to cool down.

"Jiang Yuduo!" he roared, ran to the house, rushed into the bedroom and picked up his mobile phone. When he dialed, his hands shook so much that he didn't poke Jiang Yuduo's number twice. He roared again. A cry, "Fuck!"

Finally got it right.

But before the phone reached his ear, he had heard the sound from the receiver.

The user you dialed is turned off.

"Fuck|Your uncle!" Cheng Ke slammed his phone into the bed.

Two seconds later, he rushed over and picked up the phone and dialed the number again.

I heard the same thing.

"My mother!" Cheng Ke gritted his teeth and pulled Chen Qing's number again.

This time when I heard the normal dial tone, Chen Qing's voice over there sounded: "Jaeger-LeCoultre?"

"Jiang Yuduo?" Cheng Ke walked out of the bedroom, wandering around the house, and then opened the curtains and looked out.

"What?" Chen Qing froze.

"Third Brother! Has he ever contacted you!" Cheng Ke raised his voice.

"No," Chen Qing raised his voice at once, "What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know," Cheng Ke stood in the middle of the living room and turned around several times. "He's gone, his phone is off..."

There are several sheets of cigarette paper on the table.

Cheng Ke suddenly felt that his breathing was a little difficult. Chen Qing was still talking on the phone. He couldn't hear clearly. He walked slowly to the table, glanced at the cigarette case paper, and sat on the chair.

After stunned for a while, he kicked his foot to the table with a sharp roar, his voice chopped: "Fuck! I fuck! Your grandfather Jiang Yu grabs!"