Antidote

Jiang Yuduo's kiss was very perfunctory. He chewed on Cheng Ke's mouth and hurriedly left. When he stepped back, his head was still knocking on the roof of the car, and a loud sound was heard. Cheng Ke heard a little thought laugh.

"Let's go." Cheng Ke said.

"Huh." Jiang Yuduo responded and jumped around the front of the car.

Cheng Ke glanced at the three people who were smoking seriously while standing on the side of the road with their backs to their cars: "Isn't this about it?"

"Pull back to Shentang." Jiang Yu grabbed his horn with a frown.

A few people turned around, and Chen Qing also said something, looking at the mouth is "very fast".

Cheng Ke swept his eyes to Jiang Yu. Jiang Yuduo didn't know whether it was because of embarrassment or something else. He sat very well and looked straight ahead.

After Chen Qing got on the bus, Jiang Yuduo drove out the car without waiting for them to sit firmly.

"Why?" Chen Qing froze for a moment. "To chase?"

"Who is chasing?" Jiang Yuduo was also stunned.

"Cheng Yi," Chen Qing said, "Do you want to chase him! Fuck, chase! Give him that leg..."

"...Why are you chasing him?" Jiang Yuduo was helpless.

"Don't chase? Fuck, chase you so fiercely." Chen Qing said.

"Take your car quietly." Jiang Yu grabbed his teeth.

There was no sound in the back row.

Cheng Ke grinned and cleared his throat, leaning on the back of the chair and looking out the window.

The mood at this meeting is not good or bad, but I want to laugh a little, but I have no other ideas.

Jiang Yuduo drove the car back to his house. After getting off the train, Chen Qing sent Dabin back to them.

Before getting on the bus, Chen Qing stopped Jiang Yuduo: "The third brother."

"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.

"That..." Chen Qing frowned and said very hard, "When are we free, let's have a meal, let's both."

"Tomorrow." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Okay," Chen Qing nodded, glanced at Cheng Ke again, and lowered his voice, "Just the two of us."

"Got it!" Jiang Yu roared.

Chen Qing stepped into the cab and drove away.

"I want to talk to you?" Cheng Ke smiled.

"Want to ask what's going on," Jiang Yuduo said, "after all, I haven't been better with anyone before."

"Well." Cheng Ke followed him into the house.

The light was still hanging in the backyard. When Cheng Ke walked over, Miao also followed. He climbed up the clothes rail two or three times, jumped on the light, and wobbled back and forth.

"Hey!" Cheng Ke pointed at Meow, "Don't shake me off!"

"It's only multiple." Jiang Yuduo took the meow down in the past. "If it's broken, I'll make another one. I'm very experienced now. It's definitely better than this one."

"I will make another one on my birthday next year." Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Ke tweeted, "Don't you give me a birthday next year?"

"No," Jiang Yuduo said, "I... never thought about next year."

Cheng Ke sighed softly and walked in front of him, rubbing his left hand on his face: "I can think about it when I have time, I will be there next year."

"Well." Jiang Yu snatched his head.

next year.

It is a very distant word for Jiang Yuduo, or, from some angles, it will not exist next year.

What he thinks most is "day", two days a day, tomorrow tomorrow, just in front of him, he can grasp, close enough distance.

Next year, in the future, and in the future, these words appear very rarely in his mind. Even when they appear, they have no meaning, but a simple time.

But suddenly it's different now.

Next year, next year is no longer an empty vocabulary.

There will be Cheng Ke's birthday next year.

Suddenly there was expectation.

Jiang Yu grabbed a bit of joy, but then quickly became uneasy.

One year is too long. How many things will happen once the time is no longer measured in hours and days?

Mental illness.

Jiang Yuduo's ear sounded Cheng Yi's voice again.

"I have a mental illness."

When he said this to Cheng Yi, his hands were a little trembling. This strange sentence made him afraid. Don't say it to someone. Even when he was alone, he never allowed this word to stay in his mind. .

How did Cheng Yi know? He didn't care, and Cheng Ke did not know until he panicked.

Although he told Cheng Ke that he was okay, Cheng Ke never asked him any related questions anymore. He tried hard to ignore those who could not be ignored at all, but in Cheng Yi said "mental illness" in front of everyone "At three words, he still felt the whole person was blinded.

How long can he be "good", how long can Cheng Ke believe him, and how long can he remain silent?

Can it be... next year?

Jiang Yuduo has been sitting on the sofa for almost half an hour, and Cheng Ke sitting next to him feels that he is almost touching his bald hair.

The phone rang, Cheng Ke opened it, it was Xu Ding's news.

-solved?

-solved

-That line, we will open here on the 1st of next month. I made a simple schedule and sent it to you.

-it is good

Xu Ding quickly sent the arrangement, which is roughly what needs to be prepared before the opening, the event arrangement on the opening day, and some publicity after the opening.

Cheng Ke read it again, added a few articles, and sent Xu Ding back.

Xu Ding returned another article.

-Are you free tomorrow, by the way, have a meal

-I'll go in the afternoon

Chen Qing asked Jiang Yuduo to ask, Xu Ding estimated that he would have similar questions.

But the focus should be different. Chen Qing is probably "I'm **** my third brother and a man" "I'm **** my third brother and Jaeger-LeCoultre." Xu Ding... Cheng Yi should have known him Everyone knows that Jiang Yuduo is a mental patient, and Cheng Ke’s boyfriend is a lunatic.

Perhaps Cheng Ke is already crazy, and the company that is making trouble with his crazy boyfriend, Cheng Yi, also beat Cheng Yi into an open fracture.

Cheng Ke turned his head too far, Jiang Yuduo was still stunned, looking like he was thinking about things.

He reached out and flicked on Jiang Yuduo's ear.

Before the hand left, Jiang Yuduo had grabbed his wrist, pushed his thumb against the back of his hand and then lifted it back, twisting his hand and pressing it against the back of the sofa.

Not painful, but very numb.

But before Cheng Ke judged whether it was conditioned reflex or some kind of reaction related to "them", Jiang Yuduo had let go.

"You..." He rubbed his hand in the process, "Frightened me."

"No pain." Cheng Ke looked at him.

But Jiang Yuduo didn't look at him, just stared at his hand: "I'm distracted."

"What do you want?" Cheng Ke pulled out his hand and twitched his head twice.

Jiang Yuduo was silent for a while: "Did you understand Cheng Cheng's things? Will he see you again in the future?"

"It shouldn't be," Cheng Ke smiled, and his emotions were a little low. "He didn't say that the last thing he wanted was brother."

Cheng Yi said this, he was not very uncomfortable. Between their brothers, there was almost no brotherly affection except for the first few years that they did not remember.

It's just that this is the first time he heard someone say that he didn't want him to be born, he didn't want him to exist. Although in his past life, he didn't think anyone was still looking forward to him, but when he heard such straight words, how many Still depressed.

"Go out," Cheng Ke said, "go check."

"Check again?" Jiang Yu dumbfounded.

"The money in that card," Cheng Ke said, "check how much."

"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded, standing up and taking his coat. "He shouldn't give it less, it's related to his face."

"Just want to see." Cheng Ke smiled.

"Thousands of people throwing their watches at random will go out for a million people?" Jiang Yuduo said.

"Your uncle," Cheng Ke said.

"I really haven't seen so much money for one million." Jiang Yuduo said, "Let me count the 10 million for a while."

"It's your turn," Cheng Ke said.

"Huh?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.

"Aren't you not seen," Cheng Ke said, "I'll tell you."

"Good." Jiang Yu snatched his head.

Cheng Ke had already guessed that he would nod, and Jiang Yuduo's reaction was so miraculous, he laughed: "Then you take the card and go to the bank in a while."

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak, staring at him.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Ke took two steps and retreated back to him.

"You don't care about the money," Jiang Yuduo said, "still..."

"I know this money is really for you, and you won't spend it." Cheng Ke patted his face.

Jiang Yuduo hugged him and buried his face firmly on his shoulder.

"...Is it too touching?" Cheng Ke rubbed his back.

"Touched a fart." Jiang Yuduo said dumbly.

"What's that?" Cheng Ke wanted to see his expression, but Jiang Yu snatched tightly, and Cheng Ke rubbed his back again. "Don't cry, you have to go out."

"You cry all day long." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Really," Cheng Ke smiled and rubbed his buttocks smoothly, "Go."

"Don't touch it, I warn you." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Don't you like that I touch you." Cheng Ke smiled.

"It's not like this," Jiang Yuduo released him. "You feel like a rogue."

"It was originally a rogue," Cheng Ke slapped again on his butt, "or would you show me a posture that doesn't play rogue and touch the ass."

"Cheng Ke!" Jiang Yuduo turned to point at him, "Is the wounded so good?"

"Shou Xing is awesome." Cheng Ke went out with a smile.

This card is a little bit old, and it is still a magnetic stripe, but it is probably well preserved, and it can still be used when it is tucked into the ATM.

"Do you remember the password?" Jiang Yuduo leaned beside him and asked softly.

"Remember," Cheng Ke said, "It's my mother's birthday."

"Oh." Jiang Yuzhuo stared at his hand.

Cheng Ke said while inputting the password: "Third Brother, did you know that you stared at it so much more than you stared at the screen of your phone when you entered the password?"

"Then don't press it." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke smiled and pressed the password: "Remember?"

"Remember." Jiang Yu nodded.

Cheng Ke clicked on the balance inquiry.

"One billion, one hundred thousand..." Jiang Yuduo looked at the screen with him, then froze for a moment: "How come there are fractions?"

Fragmentation is more than five thousand.

Fifty thousand yuan was the money Cheng had deposited in, and the appearance fee he earned from his sand painting performances.

Cheng Ke suddenly felt a little empty.

Cheng Yi used this card to save money for him, probably for this effect.

After letting this mind fall asleep for many years, he finally returned to him in an unclaimed way.

"Did you bring a card?" Cheng Ke asked, "we'll go transfer."

"I don't want it," Jiang Yuduo said quickly. "I didn't think I really wanted it, so I just said it casually."

Cheng Ke looked at him.

"Really!" Jiang Yuduo was anxious. "Why do I want you so much money? I'm not without money."

Cheng Ke laughed: "Foolish."

"You are the smartest and smartest," Jiang Yuduo said.

"Go," Cheng Ke poked a few times on the screen and took out 5,000 yuan. "This is for you."

"The rent?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"No," Cheng Ke collected the card and put the money in Jiang Yuduo's hands. "This money..."

"This is the first money you earn from playing sand painting, right?" Jiang Yuduo reacted.

"Well." Cheng Ke nodded.

"Isn't it your mother?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"She's useless, the card has been there for a long time," Cheng Ke smiled. "The five thousand dollars are still very meaningful to me... for you."

"Okay." Jiang Yu grabbed the money. "Is it a gift?"

"It's a gift," Cheng Ke said. "There are many other meanings."

"What's the point?" Jiang Yuduo put the money in his jacket pocket and patted it again.

"I probably became a waste form that day." Cheng Ke smiled.

"You are not a waste," Jiang Yu grabbed a frown, very serious, "You are... you are..."

Cheng Ke looked at him.

"You are..." Jiang Yu took a slap, "My boyfriend."

Maybe this was the answer that Jiang Yuduo had figured out for a long time, so he was a little excited, the volume was not controlled, and a voice came out.

Jiang Yuduo's face changed after he noticed his gaze, and after throwing his boyfriend back, he flashed out like a magical skill.

When Cheng Ke walked out with a smile, he stood awkwardly outside: "Have they heard?"

"Yeah!" Cheng Ke shouted, "I heard you are my male..."

Jiang Yuduo grabbed his head and dragged forward: "Shut up!"

Cheng Ke felt that he was indeed quite naive sometimes. Because of Jiang Yuduo's sentence, he was in a good mood until he went to bed at night.

Jiang Yuduo lay down, he immediately turned over and put the plaster on his stomach: "Hey, I ask you."

"No." Jiang Yuduo sat up holding the plaster.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Ke asked.

"What do you want to say?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.

"What can't you say?" Cheng Ke also looked at him.

"You ask first!" Jiang Yuduo raised his voice, "Quickly ask!"

"...I want to ask you, were you afraid of turning me over on my desk yesterday?" Cheng Ke asked.

Jiang Yuduo was stunned: "No, it was you who plastered my face."

"Oh." Cheng Ke smiled without restraining, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Yuduo lay down again and put his plaster arm back on his stomach.

"It's your turn," Cheng Ke said, "can't you say anything?"

"No," Jiang Yuduo closed his eyes. "Turn off the light and go to sleep, I'm sleepy."

Cheng Ke didn't move and looked at him.

Jiang Yuduo stood up for a while, and opened his eyes: "Look what the hell!"

Cheng Ke's mouth began to rise uncontrollably.

Jiang Yuzhuo stared at him.

"Are you," Cheng Ke couldn't help laughing as soon as he opened his mouth, "Do you want to say that you can't go to bed?"

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak. After glaring at him for two seconds, he bounced up, slapped it on the bedside wall, and turned off the light.

Cheng Ke laughed alone in the dark for a minute, feeling his face sour.

"Cheng Ke," Jiang Yu snatched out, "I didn't find your **** stunned ball before, you laughed fart!"

Cheng Ke let out a long breath, smiled, and rubbed his face again: "Hey..."

Jiang Yuduo snorted.

Cheng Ke propped up his arms, looked down at him, and then slowly down, through the light that penetrated through the window, he could see Jiang Yuduo's eyes following him, slowly matching his eyes.

This kiss is much calmer and clearer than that of yesterday.

Perhaps it was because the surroundings were quiet, without drinking, and the mood was stable. From lips to teeth, every step was like writing on a sensitive nerve.

When he left Jiang Yuduo's lips and lay back on his pillow, Cheng Ke heard Jiang Yuduo breath out gently.

"Vital capacity is not enough." Cheng Ke said.

"Don't dare to gasp." Jiang Yuduo said.

"...Why?" Cheng Ke turned over and put his arm on his stomach.

"I'm afraid I will pant," Jiang Yuduo rubbed his nose. "You made a noise yesterday."

"My nose sounds? Have you spoken?" Cheng Ke froze.

"You said, did you have an IQ to let Chen Qing eat!" Jiang Yu grabbed a sigh, "You are breathing!"

"...Oh." Cheng Ke laughed. "Nonsense, when I didn't breathe at that time, I was over-excited."

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak.

"Wheezing is normal." Cheng Ke thought about it and added.

"I know!" Jiang Yuduo said, "I'm not three and a half years old!"

"Then why don't you dare to breathe." Cheng Ke said.

"I'm sorry," Jiang Yuduo said, adding another sentence immediately before he spoke. "Dare to laugh, I'll throw you out to sleep on the sofa!"

"Good night," Cheng Ke said.

"Good night." Jiang Yuduo patted the plaster and patted him on the arm again.

Perhaps it was because of the many things in these two days, and Cheng Ke was not sleeping too firmly. When Jiang Yuduo got up from the bed at night, he felt it.

He didn't move, his eyes dimly opened a slit, saw Jiang Yu snatched out of the bedroom, and closed the bedroom door.

Cheng Ke woke up four or five times this night, and the bed around him was always empty.

Jiang Yuduo did not return to the bedroom.

After waking up in the morning, Cheng Ke sat on the bed for a while, got out of the bed, walked to the door, and looked out from the crack of the door.

Jiang Yuduo stood in front of the living room window and was looking out.

Cheng Ke returned to the bed and sat down, taking the phone.

After pointing out Xu Ding's name, he hesitated for a long time before posting a post.

-Help me check the call history of a number