Antidote

"Does it mean to move away?" Jiang Yuduo pinched the bottle in his hand, and then looked up to drink the remaining water, then sighed and wiped his mouth.

Cheng Ke looked at him.

Many times, Jiang Yuduo seems to have two states. He doesn't know how to define it, but he can feel it.

For example, the calmness of Jiang Yuduo at the moment is the same as that of last night.

"I was thinking..." Cheng Ke thought about it, "otherwise I'll go home for a while."

"Fuck," Jiang Yuduo laughed. "Do you want to talk to Cheng Yi first? After you finish, see if he can make you go back to this house smoothly?"

Cheng Ke sighed, bent his legs sideways, and pulled a quilt over his leg.

"Cold? Didn't the heater turn on, how did it turn off." Jiang Yuduo pushed the quilt over.

"After opening for so long, the air is not good even with the window open," Cheng Ke said. "Besides, I'm still afraid of burning the oil."

"Have you not slept all night?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"No, maybe I slept for a while, I don't know, I'm confused." Cheng Ke rubbed his face.

"You look so ugly." Jiang Yuduo said looking at him.

"It's better than you," Cheng Ke also looked at him. Jiang Yuduo's face was pale. At first glance, he knew that this wave of dizziness was very serious. "Don't you fall asleep?"

"Well, I can't move if I can't sleep," Jiang Yuduo smiled. "I thought you were asleep."

"Why... can't sleep." Cheng Ke said.

"Don't you think about it overnight?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

Cheng Ke didn't speak, touched a cigarette and came out, and threw the cigarette case and lighter to his hand.

Jiang Yu grabbed a cigarette and leaned against the door of the car, looking out the window: "It's snowing again."

"Ruixue Zhaoniannian." Cheng Ke said.

"If you can't go home," Jiang Yuduo asked, "Where do you want to go?"

"Me and..." Cheng Ke hesitated for a while without saying Xu Ding's name. "A friend got a shop, and he just wanted to get a hard outfit first, maybe he could live in the shop first, or..."

"Xu Ding?" Jiang Yuduo asked, his eyes still looking out the window.

"...Well," Cheng Ke looked at him, "I have known Xu Ding for many years and have been in contact..."

Jiang Yuduo said no more.

"At this moment..." Cheng Ke also looked out the window, "Are you selling it sooner?"

"Yes," Jiang Yuduo turned his head, "Are you hungry?"

"It seems a little bit. I don't feel much if I keep falling asleep, just..." Cheng Ke didn't finish, Jiang Yuduo had pinched the cigarette and opened the quilt. He quickly grabbed Jiang Yuduo's arm, " I'm with you...if you're hungry, I'll...go on my own."

"I'm going." Jiang Yuduo said.

"No, you're not dizzy anymore," Cheng Ke pulled him without letting go. "It's cold."

"I'm going." Jiang Yuduo said.

"I'm not hungry and don't want to eat anymore." Cheng Ke said.

"I'm hungry." Jiang Yuduo looked at him.

Cheng Ke was speechless for a moment, and Jiang Yuduo looked at his hand: "Give up."

Cheng Ke had to let go.

Jiang Yu snatched the car, closed the door, and looked around again. Then he bowed his head to the east gate.

In fact, for him, the current temperature outside is not too cold, but this night he lay there without even taking off his coat, Cheng Ke also piled a quilt for him, and his body adjusted to the temperature so suddenly. The quilt arrived in the snow, and it was really cold.

He pulled the jacket zipper to his head and walked quickly.

It was very quiet all around. The person who went to bed late at this time had just fallen asleep, and the person who got up early had not yet gotten up. It was a very safe time for him.

The shop opened earlier and just opened the door. You may have to wait for a while to buy it.

In fact, it would be just right to come out half an hour later.

However, Jiang Yuduo still insisted on the present. He was not fighting with Cheng Ke, nor was he afraid that he was in danger.

He didn't want to be too embarrassed.

I don't want Cheng Ke to be too embarrassed.

Cheng Ke is a good person. Although Cheng Ke doesn't believe his words, at least not completely, but Cheng Ke is indeed a good person.

What's wrong with you.

Someone said this to him, maybe more than one, but he can't remember it. Those who disappeared, he can't remember it.

Everything is not new.

But it's very different.

Cheng Ke is the only one who has never spoken this sentence to him, even willing to follow his thoughts carefully.

It was the only person who did not disappear immediately when he thought he would be hurt by him.

Maybe it's kindness, maybe it's upbringing, maybe it's the phrase "have an idea".

Cheng Ke is different from everyone.

He was a little scared.

He was afraid that if Cheng Ke disappeared one day, he would always remember.

The shop had just opened the door earlier, and when Jiang Yu snatched it, the owner of the bun shop was pushing the rolling door up.

"It's so early," when he saw him coming, the boss looked at the clock on the wall. "It has to wait a while, the buns have just been steamed."

"It's okay." Jiang Yuduo said, as he walked to the store, he felt a little itchy on his face and reached out to touch it.

A thin melting ice stick was felt in the corner of the eye.

The table on the corner was piled with debris, daily necessities, and unprocessed dishes. Jiang Yu snatched it over, picked up a small mirror on the table, and took a picture of himself.

In the middle of the emerald green circle is his pale face, which is estimated to be too cold. The scar on his face was frozen so that there was no color difference from the skin next to it.

There are no red eyes.

He rubbed his eyes, sat down on the stool, lit a cigarette, and looked outside.

The outside is off-white, and the street lamp passes through the snow and fog, barely illuminating a space, like a horn tube with white flowers on a yellow background.

Under the streetlight pole across the street, there was a man standing.

At the first glance, there was no one. At the second glance, Jiang Yuduo saw it.

"Are you going to catch the train?" The boss took down the chairs on the table one by one. "At this point, I'm afraid that the car can't catch it, and there are no ghosts on the street."

"No, I can't fall asleep and get up early," Jiang Yuzhuo looked away, "I'm hungry."

Looking back, there was no one under the lamp post anymore. He lowered his head and closed his eyes.

"I'm insomnia at such a young age," the boss said with a smile. "I'm an old man, and I just fall head down every day. You are still not tired enough."

"Probably." Jiang Yuduo said.

After steaming the steamed buns, Jiang Yu grabbed 20 of them, which were quite big, and with the addition of hot soy milk, it was estimated that they would not finish it.

He stuffed the buns and soy milk in his coat and hugged, and quickly walked back to the community.

When he could see the car from afar, he lowered his head and touched his eyes, but he didn't touch anything.

Two or thirty meters away, the door opened and Cheng Ke jumped out of the car.

"Why," he walked over, "Waiting to line up?"

"Welcome Da Xuetian's heroes who walk to buy steamed buns and don't wear hats."

"It wasn't far, just a few steps across the street," Jiang Yuduo patted the snow on his body, got in the car, closed the door, took the bag out of his clothes and put it on the seat, "Open the store Only bun shop."

"Well," Cheng Ke also got into the car and reached for a bun and took a bite. "I haven't eaten buns for a long time...this bun is quite big."

"Yeah." Jiang Yuduo also took one.

Cheng Ke took a bite of the bun in his hand, glanced at him, and turned his head back.

"Look at me," Jiang Yuduo said, "Want to say this is bigger than me?"

"Shut up," Cheng Ke said, "how can you stare at the ruined food?"

Jiang Yuduo smiled, bowed his head and took a big bite of steamed buns: "Your young master is squeamish."

Cheng Ke sighed and said nothing.

After eating the buns and drinking the soy milk, he froze for a while in the car. Cheng Ke took a peek at the time and it was half past five.

The heater didn't turn on in the car anymore. It was a little cold now. He hesitated: "Come upstairs, the house is warm."

"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.

When Cheng Ke walked into the building holding a quilt, the security guard was standing at the door.

"What's the matter? Last night, I watched you go out with the quilt in a hurry. When I patrolled at midnight, I saw you were still in the car there," the security guard said. "It's okay to see you smoking inside. Son, it’s not over."

"...Camping," Cheng Ke said, "are you still patrolling?"

The security guard laughed: "That's for sure. I have to make two laps at night to protect the owner's safety."

"Oh." Cheng Ke smiled.

The elevator door opened, and Jiang Yuduo dragged him into the quilt: "I just said it was folded and I took it again, there wasn't such a big ball."

"How do you stack so many places in the car," Cheng Ke said.

"Are you not going to fold the quilts at all," Jiang Yuduo said, "will you shake and pave?"

"Not folded," Cheng Ke replied truthfully, "but it will still be folded. When you put it in the cupboard, you have to stack it, that is, when you stack it, you have to have a place."

Jiang Yuduo leaned on the side and laughed.

After returning to the house, the warm air made Cheng Ke relax and he didn't want to move on the sofa.

Jiang Yuduo packed Miao's toilet and fed it again. When he came out, he stood in the living room for a while: "I drove the car back to Chen Qing."

"Oh, are you going?" Cheng Ke took out the car key.

"I went and he could hold me and talk for a while, what did he talk to you when you went." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Is the total protection law so lonely..." Cheng Ke threw the key to him.

Jiang Yuduo walked over to the door: "At noon, ask yourself to take out, Chen Qing will definitely eat with me."

"Well." Cheng Ke nodded, he now wants to sleep for a while, and may not be able to get up at noon.

"The old lady may leave tomorrow. I will take Meow back when she is gone." Jiang Yuduo said again.

Cheng Ke glanced at him and said nothing, but nodded.

"You..." Jiang Yu grabbed the doorknob very hard, Cheng Ke could see the white joints, "The time on the rental contract has not yet arrived, but if you want to move away, it is not a breach of contract."

Cheng Ke looked at him.

"You can live full this month," Jiang Yuduo said a little harder. "Just, if you don't find a place to move...you can continue to live..."

Cheng Ke didn't know what to say. He felt a little blocked in his heart and blocked his throat. He couldn't speak.

What Jiang Yuduo said made him feel as if Jiang Yuduo had opened the door and went out, he would never meet again.

The door rang loudly, and Jiang Yu snatched it out and took the door very lightly.

Cheng Ke sat on the sofa with his elbows on his knees, staring at the cat head keychain on the coffee table for a long time.

Finally he sighed and got up into the bathroom.

Probably did not sleep all night, and the air in the car was always bad. He glanced at himself in his glasses, almost like a deserted one, and his eyes were red.

He unscrewed the hot water and rushed towards the head, so that the whole person began to soften, before turning off the water, he sighed long against the wall.

After taking a shower, he entered the bedroom and lay down on the bed. When he closed his eyes, he realized that he was a little sleepy and dizzy.

Meow entered the bedroom, and Cheng Ke could feel it jumping on the bed, stepping on the quilt and jumping on him, then walked from him to his face, and then slumped on the pillow in front of his nose.

Cheng Ke reached out his hand and poked meow's belly with a finger, and soon fell asleep.

"Early early," Chen Qing ran over, "I don't want to say that I will drive the day after tomorrow?"

"Then you will drive away." Jiang Yu took the car.

"Is it okay last night?" Chen Qing followed behind him. "Did you start with someone? I ran down on the second floor when I heard the movement and said someone was fighting."

"Nothing to do." Jiang Yu snatched into Chen Qing's shop, sat in the rest area, and took out the cigarette.

"Then I think Jaeger-LeCoultre's face is not right," Chen Qing took an ashtray and sat next to him. "Have you eaten early?"

"Eat before five o'clock." Jiang Yuduo said.

"I fuck," Chen Qing froze for a while, "I said that it happened to be eaten together, they all ate, but I didn't eat it."

"You buy it, I bought it and watched you eat it." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Forget it, can you still eat it," Chen Qing lighted a cigarette. "When did the man go with Jaeger-LeCoultre? I didn't see him when I came down."

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak.

"Is he okay?" Chen Qing said, "I have observed... Hey, yes! What is the relationship between them!"

Jiang Yuduo looked at Chen Qing, who had gone off the topic in an instant: "What?"

"He and Jaeger-LeCoultre... Jaeger-LeCoultre and him..." Chen Qing looked back at several colleagues next to him, and pressed his voice, "Are they two..."

"Shut up." Jiang Yuduo said.

Chen Qing's response was very quick at this time. He shut his mouth quickly, but added a "chirp" again.

"Third Brother," a colleague of Chen Qing came over and said hello to Jiang Yuduo, "Is it a cold? My face is not very good."

"Looking at you will make you look better," Chen Qing said. "Are you calling Sange?"

"My name is Sanye, and you can't grow forever." The colleague said with a smile.

"Where are you going?" Chen Qing stopped his colleague and took out his wallet. "Are you going to eat early? I invite you to eat and bring me a copy."

"Please take a look, next time," the colleague walked out. "I brought you whatever you want."

"OK!" Chen Qing shouted.

Jiang Yuduo looked at Chen Qing, and then looked at other people in the store.

He knew almost all of these people, some had quarreled with Chen Qing, and some had fights, but after the incident, they all talked and laughed again.

Especially simple.

Jiang Yuduo sometimes admires such a life.

Although they have been mixed with Chen Qing for ten years, I feel that I should have been born and raised here, with all kinds of breath and marks of this world. These people are all their own kind.

But still envy.

Cheng Ke is different from him, so Cheng Ke will not believe him easily.

Chen Qings are different from him, so Chen Qings will believe him unconditionally.

When Cheng Ke was woken up with a paw, the sky outside the window was still dark.

He stared outside for a long time before touching the phone and looking at the time, and found that it was already night.

When I got up, I felt a little dizzy. I sat on the sofa for a long time before I was awake.

There is a missed Xu Ding on the phone, there is no other news.

He looked at the house and Jiang Yuduo should never have returned.

He poured himself a glass of water and drank, fed the cat, and then called Xu Ding: "What's the matter?"

"Is there time tomorrow?" Xu Ding said, "Go and see in the shop."

"OK." Cheng Ke said.

"I will pick you up at nine tomorrow," Xu Ding said.

"Well," Cheng Ke hesitated. "Is there a lounge in the store last time?"

"Yes," Xu Ding said, "Isn't it pretending to pretend to rest later."

"Everything is done?" Cheng Ke asked.

"No, how can it be so fast," Xu Ding paused, "how?"

"It's okay, I'll ask." Cheng Ke said, "I'll wait for you at nine tomorrow."

After Xu Ding hung up the phone, Cheng Ke leaned around the table and looked around.

The duration of his stay is not long, that is, a few months, but he is already familiar with everything in this room, and he is fully adapted.

He did not intend to return the house immediately, too hastily, too much to escape, whether it is himself, or Jiang Yuduo, this way is a little too awkward.

But Jiang Yuduo's understanding deviates from his thinking. This deviation may be due to some kind of self-protection. He robs him before and breaks the way for him.

Cheng Ke sighed softly and took a mobile phone to order a takeaway for himself.

If he made no mistakes in his judgment, Jiang Yuduo would not come back for dinner, and he would not enter this room even before he came to fetch meow tomorrow.

This judgment is still very accurate. When Xu Ding's car was parked downstairs the next morning, Jiang Yuduo did not return.

Cheng Ke took the notebook and went out.

"Isn't Jaeger-LeCoultre at home?" Chen Qing drove. "Why did I have to go to Sister Qian to get the key first."

"If it's not there," Jiang Yuduo said.

"No," Chen Qing looked puzzled. "Will you call him and ask if he is there?"

"Drive your car!" Jiang Yu eye-catchingly watched Chen Qing turn from the right to the red light again, and turned the car to the right, and slapped it on his back. "You have enough salary this month. !Do you pay a fine!"

"Fuck! I see the red light! I turn right!" Chen Qing shouted.

"Let the **** you go with an astigmatism lens!" Jiang Yu snatched, "That's an arrow!"

"Is it an arrow?" Chen Qing froze.

"Look at the road." Jiang Yu sighed.

The car stopped downstairs, and Jiang Yuduo opened the door: "You are waiting for me here, no need to find a parking space."

"I'll help you get things," Chen Qing looked at him, "what are the cat litter cat toilets."

"No." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Oh, Jaeger-LeCoultre takes it for you." Chen Qing sat back in the car.

Jiang Yu snatched into the elevator and did not move after pressing the floor until the elevator door opened.

He pressed the doorbell twice and stood outside the door waiting.

There was no movement inside, only a faint hearing of meows.

After hesitating, he knocked on the door again.

After waiting for a while, he took out the key and opened the door.

The heating rushed over and mixed with the perfume smell Cheng Ke often sprayed into the cabinet.

Cheng Ke was not at home.

Jiang Yuduo had some surprises. Cheng Ke was not a person who went out, and now it was not a meal time. According to Cheng Ke's habit, even if it was meal time, he was too lazy to take out, and the takeaway instant noodles were solved casually.

Are you going... to see the house?

The shop you got with Xu Ding?

Jiang Yuzhuo frowned, and began to pack up the stuff.

I don't know why. Today, packing things are slower than he usually does. When Chen Qing called to ask if he wanted to help, he just packed the things.

"Go down now." He learned Cheng Ke's way, tucked meow into his coat, and picked up something.

He stopped again when he approached the door.

These two days have always been distracted. What I can see at a glance is almost ignored now.

There is a urinal on the shoe cabinet.

There is a line on it.

-I'll check it out in the shop

Cheng Ke left a note for him.

Jiang Yuduo stared at the line for a long time, then opened the door, and then walked back out, tearing off the page on the sticky note and putting it in his pocket.

Every time the old lady lives here, she will tidy up the house again before leaving. It must be cleaner than before she came.

This time she also cut off a few plants that had died in the backyard.

Jiang Yuduo stood by the door of the backyard, watching the suddenly empty courtyard.

I didn't think that the yard was so empty before, even if it was a withered plant, when it stood there, it took up a space. Now it suddenly disappeared, and Jiang Yuduo couldn't recover.

Is it dead?

It sprouted again last spring. Although the growth is not very good, it has always had leaves and only withered after autumn.

Jiang Yuduo sighed, even if they weren't dead, they didn't have a chance to germinate in the spring, proving that they were alive.

He returned to the house, put the meow stuff back, and sat down at the table.

The old lady did not crush him and throw away the smoke shell under the table, maybe thinking that he was saving money...

He took a few smoke shells and put them on the table. Then he drew a knife from the pocket of his coat, and the knife slowly crossed the flat smoke shell.

He doesn't need to use a ruler to compare or use a quantity, just cut it with a knife and cut out pieces of paper of basically the same size.

It's about the size of a poker card.

He has cut many, many, 55 cards each time, a complete deck of playing cards.

He can't play cards, he can't play any kind of cards, usually Chen Qing and their gangs play cards, he is not willing to watch.

But he has played many and many times and countless.

Every night, the puppies will sit and play cards together.

Use cut cigarette paper.

There are 55 cards in a deck and 54 cards will be used.

There are no numbers and letters on the cigarette shell paper, nor do they need to, because they are invisible.

The puppies will draw the cards one by one, hold them in their hands, and then casually say one or several numbers, and then randomly drop one or more cards...

The phone is ringing.

Jiang Yuduo lowered the knife, and the paper on the table was cut. He gathered the paper in a stack before taking the phone.

Cheng Ke.

He answered the phone: "Hello?"

"What's wrong with your voice?" Cheng Ke asked over there.

"Huh?" Jiang Yu cleared his throat, probably not drinking a lot of water for a day, and his throat was tight.

"Like a screaming chicken." Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo laughed: "My heart is so **** small."

"Did you get the meow?" Cheng Ke said, "I'm still outside."

"Take it." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Well," Cheng Ke responded, "I just asked about this."

"Good." Jiang Yuduo said.

"I have a meal with friends at night," Cheng Ke said, "both... it's good."

"Got it." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke hung up the phone.

Jiang Yuduo lay on the table and tapped his fingertips gently on the table.

Cheng Ke is reporting peace to him.

Are you afraid that he is worried?

Still afraid...he followed again?

Jiang Yuduo pressed his eyes to his arms, took a deep breath, held it for a while, and then slowly spit it out, and the tears also burst out with this relief.