Antidote

The waiter rescued both of them when Cheng Ke was so embarrassed that he wanted to smash Jiang Yuduo with his bare hands.

"No. 23, it's your turn!" the waiter shouted as soon as he lifted the curtain.

"Go," Jiang Yu won't have any feeling of being defeated. He was very happy to pull Cheng Ke. "We are No. 23."

What a shop!

The waiter wouldn't even say that you would have dinner on the 23rd, so rude to you.

What are you guys?

It's time for you to take a shower, it's time for you to get in the car, it's time for you to buy tickets...

But when he entered the store and smelled the sour fish flavor, Cheng Ke temporarily forgiven them.

"What kind of soup?" the waiter asked.

Jiang Yuduo looked at Cheng Ke.

"What soup?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Salty, spicy, spicy, fresh, astringent." The waiter reported in one breath.

Probably because he had to report many times every day, so he reported very proficiently and his speech rate was amazing. After finishing the report, Cheng Ke still remembered a sour thing and forgot everything else.

Jiang Yuduo watched him wait for a while, then turned to look at the waiter: "Spicy and sour soup, black fish."

"Okay," the waiter nodded. "I'll give you the order first and order me the side dishes."

Without waiting for them to answer, the waiter had turned and walked away, went to the other table and waved his hand to call for service.

"Business is so good?" Cheng Ke sighed with emotion.

"Well, so the waiter was particularly tired, and the two bald men could not carry it for a year, so they left." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Oh." Cheng Ke nodded.

"Have you ever worked?" Jiang Yuduo asked, thinking about it again, "Have you ever been to work?"

"No," Cheng Ke said. "Just... worked in my dad's company for a while."

"What are you doing?" Jiang Yuduo asked again.

This is the topic that Cheng Ke is most reluctant to talk to. Don’t say it. Sometimes I think that I will feel depressed for a while. It’s good to say that it’s at Dad’s company. It’s not so good to talk to Cheng Yi. Let Cheng Yi take him, to make it harder to say, that is to give Cheng Yi a start.

He sighed softly: "Teach Cheng Yi."

"...Oh, no wonder," Jiang Yuduo didn't seem too surprised, and nodded, "It's good, I'm not tired and I have money to take."

Cheng Ke laughed: "Yes."

"Is the salary high?" Jiang Yuduo asked again.

"No salary," Cheng Ke said, "I will pay when I use the money, and then divide it by the end of the year."

"Ah." Jiang Yudou nodded and took a pen to tick the menu. "No wonder more than one hundred thousand watches are thrown away."

"The watch," Cheng Ke smiled, "Cheng Yi sent me."

Jiang Yudui looked up and looked at him: "Will he still give you something?"

"Well," Cheng Ke took a sip of tea. "I thought it was...our relationship could be relieved."

"As a result, this is a sign that you have been kicked out of the house. I'm right. The watch is quite new, not worn for a few days," Jiang Yuduo said. "Actually, if you want to keep doing this, even if there are no two young masters competing for family property, you Getting kicked out of your dad's door is sooner or later."

"Probably." Cheng Ke said.

"But you should die for a few more months," Jiang Yuduo said. "Somehow, the dirt at the end of this year will be divided. As for your money-consuming rack, not much was divided last year."

"I all..." Cheng Ke really didn't want to say that those shameful past, he certainly would not say it, but Jiang Yuduo always let him put down some precautions, "nothing."

Jiang Yuduo raised his head in surprise. When he was about to speak, the waiter brought a large pot of sour soup fish. He just stared at Cheng Ke with a steaming pot.

After the waiter walked away from the fire, he fanned the heat with his hand: "You haven't done enough in a year?"

"Well." Cheng Ke responded.

"You lived for twenty-seven or eight years, did not go to work, just followed your brother in your own company and kicked out of the house by your father within a year?" Jiang Yuduo summed it up for him. "I can't bear to say that you are a waste..."

Jiang Dacun deserves to be mixed up from a small street, often speaking so straightforwardly without a little emotional intelligence.

Cheng Ke felt that he should feel embarrassed, but unexpectedly only had some emotions and some funny, Jiang Yuduo's summary is quite in place.

"Yes," Cheng Ke laughed. "I was engaged in miscellaneous business for a few months. I just started dealing with business. It seemed that... it was messed up at the beginning."

"You don't seem to be a mess-up person," Jiang Yudui frowned. "Is your brother yelling at you."

Cheng Ke didn't speak, knocked on the empty glass, he certainly would not mess up, although he was not interested in any business, but since he did, he still wanted to do well.

But Cheng Yi did not give him this opportunity.

Jiang Yuduo took the bottle to pour wine for him: "If you have been a waste, you may be able to safely waste to old, suddenly no longer waste, and naturally someone has to clear the obstacles."

Cheng Ke glanced at Jiang Yuzhuo, who was not very young and thought a lot.

"You rich people are living very tired," Jiang Yuduo poured himself wine, "waste, my father is not happy, not waste, my brother is not happy."

Cheng Ke picked up the wine glass, and Jiang Yuduo also picked up his own glass.

"Dry it." Cheng Ke knocked heavily on his glass, and the wine in the glass spilled into the soup.

"I'm okay. I don't know how much you drink. Anyway, I don't want to carry the drunkard back. It's quite far away." Jiang Yuduo tilted his head and drank the wine. The cup was put on the table, looking at him provocatively.

He said he wouldn’t carry the drunk, while he was ready to laugh at him if he couldn’t drink, naive.

Cheng Ke drank his head and drank a glass of wine, and put it heavily next to his glass.

"Yo," Jiang Yuduo smiled, "Challenge, right?"

"Third Brother," Cheng Ke smiled, "I'm not a waste of anything."

"Relax, I'm going to drink really high," Jiang Yuduo filled up the two empty glasses again. "Without you carrying me, call Chen Qing and let him come over and drag me into the car."

"Then I'm tall." Cheng Ke asked.

"Wake you up," Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke had probably inherited his father in drinking. From a young age, he watched his father drink countless times and never saw his father drunk.

He would drink with whatever his former friends did, and he had never been drunk.

He is stronger than Cheng Yi at this point, and Cheng Yi can't drink too much.

No matter how hard he is, he hasn't been drunk. He hasn't drunk since the day he knows he can't drink enough.

Think of it this way, Cheng Yi is still better than him.

He has not accurately judged anything that is not conducive to himself, and he will never make the right choice based on reason.

For example, Jiang Yuduo.

He looked at Jiang Yuduo opposite.

If it was Cheng Yi, he would not have any intersection with people like Jiang Yuduo from the beginning, and after discovering that Jiang Yuduo had all kinds of things wrong, he would never have even another second of contact.

Everyone will categorize people, intentionally or unintentionally, Cheng Yihui, his own kind of good old man who loves who is good to his eyes will do the same, even if Jiang Yudou is just separated from those street gangsters, even Jiang Yuduo himself, A line was drawn for myself, "My Type" put a master like Cheng Ke on the end of the line.

Cheng Ke held the cup and stretched out to Jiang Yuduo.

Jiang Yuduo glanced at him, picked up the cup and touched him: "Why, if I didn't look at your full cup, I thought you begged for a drink."

Cheng Ke smiled.

Today's sour soup fish is delicious, the spicy and sour soup is very fragrant, the fish has no thorns, and the wine is very enjoyable.

Jiang Yuduo glanced at him when he checked out: "I can't see it, can I drink it?"

"You can't look like a man." Cheng Ke patted his shoulder.

Drunk is not drunk, but dizzy is definitely dizzy.

Cheng Ke walked out of the store door, trying to breathe a bit to wake up a bit, just took a breath, turned around and returned to the store.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yu snatched over.

"It's snowing," Cheng Ke said.

"Xia Xia," Jiang Yuduo said, "Have you never seen it? Would you like to go out and howl?"

"...I will say it, it's snowing." Cheng Ke said.

"Have you brought you back?" Jiang Yuduo said.

"Ah." Cheng Ke smiled.

"Ah, fart," Jiang Yu snatched a glance at his neckline, "I don't wear too much."

"I went out too abruptly," Cheng Ke put on his hat, zipped his jacket to his chin, and then walked out, "not guarded."

"Cunning," Jiang Yuduo said, "you are pretty little cute."

"...My fucking," Cheng Ke turned his head to look at him, "I really convinced you."

Jiang Yuduo laughed: "Hey, I don't know, so I said it."

"I beg you to say something else next time," Cheng Ke said.

In addition to motorcycles and bicycles, this street can't even enter tricycles.

Cheng Ke seldom needs to walk half a street by himself and then stand on the street to take a taxi after eating. When he is heading out in the wind and going out, he admires these people who come to eat, everyone has to go out like this, or take a taxi Or pick up the car at the parking lot at the intersection.

But at a distance of thirty or fifty meters, looking at others walking calmly, Cheng Ke felt Jiang Yuduo said that he was really right, but he was very charming, an old man, even in winter Even walking on such a half street still has emotions.

"Can I call a car here?" Cheng Ke stood at the intersection and looked at the cars coming and going.

"I called, and I haven't picked up the order yet," Jiang Yuduo held the mobile phone. "Wait in the supermarket opposite to the other. Don't turn around when the car comes."

"Okay." Cheng Ke nodded, the pedestrian crossing lights were green, and he walked across the street quickly.

These days, it's okay when walking. You can freeze people by stopping and standing immediately.

When I walked to the middle of the zebra crossing, the wind was blowing quickly. Cheng Ke heard something, but his ears were covered in his hat, and he could only hear that it wasn't the sound of the wind, and it was wrapped in the snoring of the north wind.

When he saw that the light on the left had almost reached the lights of him and his front, he reflected that this was the squeal of the tires and the ground rubbing when the brakes were suddenly applied.

At this moment, only a word flashed through his mind calmly.

This stupid right turn doesn't slow down. There is an ice brake on the ground.

Cheng Ke's response was fast enough. He chose to retreat, and the forward car might just be hit by the car that was slipped by the emergency brake.

But his time is really not enough, the car is too close.

Only one step back, I feel that the car has arrived.

Suddenly, the lights were dazzlingly bright, and there was light all over the front, back, left, right, up and down, and nothing was seen.

Then I felt that my right arm was pulled back hard, and then the whole person was stopped by the waist.

This force is so great that he can feel his neck almost unable to keep up with his body.

The car rushed out in front of him, flicking a tail, and slamming it out for more than ten meters horizontally, forcibly stopping the three cars in the opposite lane, then sliding back to his own lane, and then continued to drive away.

When Cheng Ke came back to God, he was taken back by Jiang Yu and pulled back to the side of the road.

"I fucking." He whispered in consternation.

Jiang Yuduo didn't make a sound, still pulling his arm, and the other hand yanked him back around the chest.

Because Cheng Ke was still in a backwards position, he was dragged a little by him, and he stumbled.

"It's all right," Cheng Ke said, turning his head to look at Jiang Yuzhuo, "you can let go of me."

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak, so he moved forward so quickly.

"Jiang Yuduo?" Cheng Ke lifted the hat from his head and shouted into his ear again, "Let me go, it's all right!"

Jiang Yuduo glanced at him, but still didn't speak.

Cheng Ke heard his anxious and heavy breathing sound when he turned his face. This kind of breath could be heard at once, and Jiang Yuduo was very nervous.

"Youngest third?" Cheng Ke suddenly began to be nervous, tried to cry again, and at the same time made preparations that might somehow start again.

But Jiang Yuduo did not suddenly beat him, but dragged him back to the intersection, and dragged him to the side of a building, and then let go.

"You..." Cheng Ke let out a sigh of relief, and just wanted to say that you reacted quickly, Jiang Yuduo hugged him.

This arm was very strong, and Cheng Ke was pulled forward, and when he wanted to move again, Jiang Yuduo's arm was already tightened.

"Jiang Yuduo?" Cheng Ke was shocked.

This must be done in peacetime, he must immediately clear up his mood and start to enjoy, but now in this hug, his direct reaction is that Jiang Yuduo may be planning to just let him off.

He quickly bent his elbows, trying to tuck his arms between the two, so that Jiang Yu could push them away when he was struggling.

But Jiang Yuduo didn't take any further action, and he didn't move after hugging him.

Nor can it be said that it has not moved at all.

The body is moving.

Cheng Ke felt it.

Jiang Yuduo trembling around his arm, and then his body began to tremble.

And the breathing is still very urgent, like a panic and a panic after a ten-kilometer run after a ghost.

Cheng Ke didn't slowly start to react until then.

Jiang Yu captured this state.

Is afraid.

"It's all right." Cheng Ke hesitated and raised his arm to hug him.

Through a thick coat, Jiang Yuduo's body could still feel shaking.

"It's okay," Cheng Ke never comforted people, never comforted others, and never encountered Jiang Yuduo. He couldn't figure out what Jiang Yuduo was afraid of. He could only repeat this sentence. , "It's all right."

Jiang Yuduo didn't respond, but tightened his arms and grabbed his clothes.

"It's okay, it's okay," Cheng Ke admired himself, and he just went back and forth. He reached out and patted lightly on Jiang Yuduo's back, turning his words quickly in his mind, wondering Anyway, the sentence is the same as before, "It's okay..."

Forget it, shut up.

Cheng Ke didn't speak anymore, but kept patting Jiang Yuduo's back gently.

After an estimated two minutes, Jiang Yuduo still didn't return to normal. Cheng Ke felt that after another hug, someone should be watching, so he tried to pull his clothes.

Jiang Yu grabbed the move.

Cheng Ke hurried again, and when Jiang Yuduo's arm was slightly tight, he pushed Jiang Yuduo away.

But Jiang Yuduo grabbed his sleeve again and stared at him.

"It's me," Cheng Ke Lima said, "Cheng Ke, I'm Cheng Ke."

I was afraid that Jiang Yuduo would come back with a punch.

After speaking, Jiang Yuduo didn't react, so he frowned, his eyes confused.

"Jiang Yuduo?" Cheng Ke took his face carefully, shaking it gently, "Hey, it's me."

Jiang Yuduo's breath finally changed, and began to become less hasty.

"It's all right," Cheng Ke said.

Are there any new words for your mother?

Jiang Yuduo looked at him.

Cheng Ke couldn't say how he feels now. Except for some faint fears, the expression on Jiang Yuduo's face made him feel uncomfortable.

This fear is real.

Jiang Yuduo was really surrounded by some kind of fear.

"Talk." Cheng Ke shook his face softly again.

Jiang Yuduo didn't say anything, still looking at him.

Cheng Ke made a decision, and he determined that the decision was based on the purpose of bringing Jiang Yuduo back to reality, but he did not deny that there were any other ideas here.

But there is no other way for him right now. He has no courage to slap him in the past. He is afraid to fan himself out on the street. Besides, there is a knife in Jiang Yu's pocket.

He cleared his throat.

He didn't know why he cleared his throat.

In short, clear your throat.

Then kissed Jiang Yuduo's lips.

Wake up, pretty little cute!

Cheng Ke's lips had just left, and Jiang Yuduo shoved him away.

Behind the wall, Cheng Ke directly hit the wall.

Jiang Yuduo stared at him for several seconds, and finally said a sentence: "What are you doing?"

"Fuck," Cheng Ke was surprised to see that he finally had focus. "Are you all right?"

"...It's okay." Jiang Yuduo settled for a while, and asked again, "You **** kissed me?"

"Well," Cheng Ke said, "If you don't want to call again, my mother is going to do it in the street|you."

Jiang Yuduo was silent for a long time before sighing: "Frightened me."

"What?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Don't you look at the road across the street!" Jiang Yu roared.

"Oh fuck!" Cheng Ke was frightened by his voice and hit the wall again, "What are you calling!"

"You can't see the car coming over!" Jiang Yuduo yelled again.

"...I didn't see it," Cheng Ke saw someone across the road looked over and lowered his voice. "I'm wearing a hat, and I never expected anyone to drive like this in this weather."

"You'll be killed if I don't hold you!" Jiang Yuduo said.

"It doesn't have to be... it can hit you to death." Cheng Ke said a little bit emboldened, mainly because he really didn't know what to say to make Jiang Yuduo not angry.

Jiang Yuduo stared at him for a while, and suddenly smiled: "Fuck|Your uncle."

Cheng Ke was relieved when he saw his smile and sorted out his clothes: "Thank you."

Jiang Yuduo's cell phone rang, the car they called had arrived, and no one was seen.

"Arrive right away, we are across the street." Jiang Yuduo said. After hanging up the phone, he looked at Cheng Ke. "The car is here, let's go."

"Well." Cheng Ke responded.

When crossing the street this time, Jiang Yu snatched him to the left. After half of the zebra crossing, Jiang Yu snatched to his right again.

Cheng Ke wanted to laugh a little, but moved his nose sour.

Whatever the reason for Jiang Yuduo, he was as soft as a yolk in his heart.

After the fight that day, the two of them took the car twice, and Jiang Yuduo took the co-pilot. After Cheng Ke got on the car and sat in the back seat, Jiang Yuduo also came up and sat next to him.

After the car drove, Jiang Yuduo looked out of the window again, looked back a few times, and then reached into his pocket.

Cheng Ke's heart snapped, and after seeing Jiang Yuduo take out a cigarette shell paper and a pen from his pocket, he turned his head away and began to smile at the glass.

"Laughing." Jiang Yuduo whispered, bowing his head and writing on the cigarette shell paper.

"What do you write?" Cheng Ke asked in a low voice.

"License plate." Jiang Yuduo wrote a string of letters and numbers on the cigarette shell paper.

"Just that car?" Cheng Ke was shocked.

"Well." Jiang Yu nodded and put the written cigarette shell paper and pen back in his pocket. "If I don't write it, I'm afraid I will forget it in two days."

Don't talk about it for two days, Cheng Ke feels that he will forget after a second.

No, it is impossible to remember.

In such a situation, Jiang Yuduo actually wrote down the license plate number.

The driver released a disc, and when the music rang, Cheng Ke was moved.

It is rare to encounter a driver who puts a guitar on the car without listening to the traffic station, listening to the storytelling, crosstalk, or various music charts.

He and Jiang Yuduo didn't speak anymore, leaning back in the seat and listening to the soothing tune.

It wasn't until the car turned to the street where he lived that Jiang Yuduo got to his ear and whispered, "You just **** kiss me?"

Listening to the tone, Cheng Ke estimated that he could not hold back this question all the way.

"Yeah," Cheng Ke also whispered into his ear, "Special circumstances and special treatment, and it is not the first time to kiss again."

"...Ah." Jiang Yudui frowned and looked at him.