Antidote

Cheng Ke lost his sleep so thoroughly for the first time. He didn't fall asleep all night, so he lay in bed for a while.

Jiang Yuduo has been in the bedroom, but has not slept.

Sitting at the window and looking outside.

Cheng Ke didn't know what he was looking at. The living room window could see the street, the bedroom window was outside the backyard, and the courtyard wall was tall without railings.

Only see that lamp.

Jiang Yuduo was not in a daze. He didn't smoke when he was in a daze, but he was smoking this night.

Although he opened the window very carefully with a slit, his mouth spitting smoke against the slit, and the cigarette **** extended as far as possible out of the window, Cheng Ke could still feel the smoke in the room.

He will definitely get up and hit people when he is flat, can't he not smoke, can't he go out when he smokes!

But this evening he said nothing.

At dawn, Jiang Yu snatched up and walked out of the bedroom gently, probably washing.

When pushing the door in again, Cheng Ke heard him whisper: "I **** so choking."

Cheng Ke didn't move, and could hear him picking up a piece of clothing and fanning in the room, presumably trying to fan the smoke out.

But it's useless. Cheng Ke listened a little and wanted to laugh.

"Cheng Ke!" Jiang Yuduo shouted at him.

"Huh?" Cheng Ke responded.

"Don't pretend to be asleep," Jiang Yuduo said, "Get up and go out, choking to death, haven't you felt all night?"

"...No." Cheng Ke sat up and thought that Jiang Yuduo hadn't noticed that he hadn't fallen asleep.

"Chen Qing will bring him here soon," Jiang Yuduo said. "Eat and then sleep."

"Chen Qing?" Cheng Ke froze.

"My mother made dumplings and asked him to bring them in." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Oh, good." Cheng Ke got out of the bed to wash.

When washing, Jiang Yuduo followed as usual, leaning against the door and watching him.

But today is much more thoughtful than last time. The toothpaste has been squeezed out. Cheng Ke washed his face. He helped to twist the towel, and then put one hand in the back of Cheng Ke, and the other hand took the towel to his face. One pass rub.

"Oh fuck," Cheng Ke felt that his facial features had caused him to move, thanks to the soft towel, "Would you help me shed the skin?"

"Is it too hard?" Jiang Yuduo took the towel away.

"It's time to catch the rubbing bath, this is my face, not my back." Cheng Ke sighed.

Jiang Yuzhuo smiled and rubbed the towel and hung it up.

Chen Qing came quickly, and the dumplings were still steaming hotly. After putting down the dumplings, he squeezed two of them and said, "I won't eat with you. The boss is here today. I can't be late."

"Go away." Jiang Yuduo waved his hand.

After Chen Qing left, they sat silently eating dumplings at the table.

Once things are done, even if it's just a wash, your mind will fall forward when you are idle. When yesterday's things turned up, you suddenly didn't know what to say.

Cheng Ke glanced at Jiang Yuduo and didn't sleep all night. Jiang Yuduo's face could not see any tiredness or tiredness, which was almost the same as usual.

But the silence of eating dumplings one by one made Cheng Ke feel that he was a little different from usual.

Jiang Yuduo usually eats very fragrant food. Just as he was unearthed after being hungry for more than three thousand years, he would never line up to eat dumplings. He had to be stuffed, but today he ate quite neatly. next.

The amount of food did not decrease, not only did it decrease. If Cheng Ke had pulled more than a dozen into his bowl at one time, it was estimated that he would not be full early.

After eating dumplings, Jiang Yuduo stared at him for a long time, seeming to make up his mind, and finally laid down on the table: "You asked me about a psychologist before, not jealous, right?"

Cheng Ke froze for a moment, squeezed his hand in his pocket to make sure that the phone was in his pocket, and that he hadn't slept this night. Jiang Yuduo had no chance to unlock his finger to see the call list.

It will be deleted in a while.

He didn't speak, and he was not sure what Jiang Yuduo asked him.

Jiang Yuduo didn't seem to wait for his answer. He pulled out a piece of cigarette paper from the table and took a pen and wrote up: "Sister Luo is my psychologist, but she can't contact me, she can only wait. I contact her."

"Can't reach you?" Cheng Ke asked.

"I never needed to find my number to call her," Jiang Yu grabbed a piece of lacquer that fell off the table, boasting that a large piece was cut off, "I should buy a tablecloth."

Cheng Ke understands why there are no foreign numbers on the call list.

Very distressed.

Jiang Yuduo's expression of impatience and impatience is unprecedentedly cautious.

After the words on the cigarette shell paper were finished, Jiang Yuduo didn't move. He held the pen and looked at the paper. After a while, he put down the pen, looked up at Cheng Ke, and slowly pushed the cigarette shell paper to him. .

"This is...Sister Luo," Jiang Yuduo spoke very slowly, but did not stop. "Phone number."

Cheng Ke looked at him in amazement. He needed another phone to contact him. The number of the psychiatrist who could not be found by anyone was placed in front of him.

This is not just trust, but also a signal.

"Help me," Jiang Yuduo said, "I don't know what to do."

help me.

Jiang Yuduo's words last night were clearly replayed in his mind, perhaps because he was temporarily detached from the confusion, or perhaps because "they" had left. This time, Jiang Yuduo used a more subtle expression.

help me.

In Cheng Ke's view, there is no difference between the two, and it is even more uncomfortable because Jiang Yuduo's convergence once again conceals the phrase "help me".

It was Jiang Yuduo who had struggled in the dark for a long time before he summoned the courage to reach out his hand with difficulty. He didn't even dare to wave around, but just fumbled carefully.

Cheng Ke took the cigarette shell paper, and Jiang Yuduo wrote for so long. There was only the name of Sister Luo and a city, plus a mobile phone number. Each pen was very heavy, and the pen tip was deeply depressed by the naked eye. Mark of.

Jiang Yuduo wrote the "business card" more than once, but he still felt the writing on the back for the first time.

However, Cheng Ke's previous guess was correct. This is indeed a south-facing city that does not snow during the New Year.

"Can you call her?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

Cheng Ke's fingertips touched back and forth on the back of the cigarette paper and remained silent for two seconds: "Can I see her?"

Jiang Yuduo was shocked: "Really?"

This rhetorical question made Cheng Ke's nose sore, and he nodded: "If she sees me easily, I'll pass."

"Huh." Jiang Yu grabbed his head and lay on his arm.

"If she saw me easily," Cheng Ke said, "Are you going with me? Or am I alone?"

"I'm with you..." Jiang Yuduo said, "She may not see you by yourself."

"Okay." Cheng Ke reached out and gently pressed the glued strip on his head.

After all, Jiang Yuduo's experience is not ordinary harm, nor can a psychologist easily talk to a stranger about his patient's private affairs.

"Do you have time?" Jiang Yuduo raised his head. "Xu Ding didn't say you are going to open."

"The things before the opening do not require me to go to the store every day, and I will go there in no time," Cheng Ke said. "This is a very important thing."

"Then..." Jiang Yuduo hesitated. "Am I looking for Sister Luo?"

"Anyway, if you don't want to find her, let me call." Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo grabbed the phone, stood up after a while, and walked to the courtyard with the phone: "I call."

Cheng Ke watched him walk into the yard, threw the meow that followed him back into the house, and then closed the door.

This decision to call the psychologist should be very difficult for Jiang Yuduo, so he didn't want anyone to hear it, and even Miao could not eavesdrop.

But when Cheng Ke asked him, he hoped he could make this call himself, making it easier to clarify things, and better grasp the initiative in a certain sense.

He got up and poured a glass of water, and pinched two cat foods for meow.

Meow hugged his hand, and even the cat food gnawed with fingers.

Cheng Ke sighed softly. I don’t know if it was because Miao Tiantian and Jiang Yu snatched together. He felt that Miao eats a virtue with Jiang Yu, and putting a cat food on the tail might eat it. Off.

This kind of three meals must be eaten enough. Whether you have an appetite or not, you must eat and eat the usual amount of meals. How did you develop it? Cheng Ke thought it was a bit uncomfortable.

Jiang Yuduo's phone call was quickly finished and he entered the house with his mobile phone.

"How is it?" Cheng Ke asked.

"I said to bring a friend to see her in the past," Jiang Yuduo said, "Sister Luo said yes."

"Did I ask who I am? What kind of work?" Cheng Ke asked again.

"Pick it up," Jiang Yuduo said.

"...You just said that?" Cheng Ke stared at him.

"No," Jiang Yuduo smiled, probably because the phone call was very hard for him. This smile came out raw, "saying that you are my particularly important friend."

"Well." Cheng Ke smiled.

"But... didn't say boyfriend," Jiang Yuduo said, "It doesn't matter?"

"What can this have to do with it," Cheng Ke said, "the boyfriend is not talking to anyone, it's just our relationship."

"Well." Jiang Yuduo crouched beside him, teasing the meow with his hand, "Sister Luo said that you can make an appointment... the day after tomorrow."

"No problem," Cheng Ke took out his phone. "We can book tomorrow's ticket."

"What vote?" Jiang Yuduo quickly raised his head and asked.

"Ticket." Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak, but he still saw the change in his expression.

"You don't want to fly?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Can I sit on the bus..." Jiang Yuduo asked. "The bus does not need an identity | ID."

"You..." Cheng Ke looked at him, "Isn't the identity card not fake?"

"It's not fake," Jiang Yuduo said. Without waiting for Cheng Ke to speak, he quickly added, "Just take a plane."

Then quickly entered the bedroom, flipped for a long time, took his identity | certificate out and handed it to Cheng Ke: "Look, it is true."

Cheng Ke took it over, stared at Jiang Yuduo's face with a little childishness on it for a while, and slowly reacted, taking Jiang Yuduo's habit of being so careful when calling, identity | proof of this use The things that will definitely leave traces are naturally not needed.

"It's okay," Cheng Ke said. "If you want to take a plane, we'll take a bus."

Jiang Yu shook his head: "No, I just feel ... dangerous because I am sick."

Cheng Ke felt a pain in the words, crouched and hugged him, and did not speak.

At this time, he doesn't know what to say, yes you are sick, but it doesn't matter, no you are not sick... no matter how you say, it's so inappropriate.

In the end, Cheng Ke still bought the ticket, Jiang Yuduo's identity|certificate. In addition to copying when helping Lucie rent a house, this is probably the first official use.

"So even if the ticket is booked?" he asked after looking at the successful text message on Cheng Ke's mobile phone.

"Well." Cheng Ke nodded. "Just get the ticket at the ticket."

"I have never been on a plane." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke saw a trace of unexpected excitement on his face, and his finger ticked on Jiang Yuduo's face: "Then sit down this time. Let's take the first class when we return."

Jiang Yuduo smiled and did not speak.

Cheng Ke couldn't figure out Jiang Yuduo's current thinking. He should have admitted that he was sick, because he could see "them" that no one could see, but when he avoided this dangerous situation that did not exist, he again Still believe in danger.

This contradiction made Jiang Yuduo's mood fluctuate a little during the two days before departure, and he would stand nervously at the window for a while, and then be excited to inquire.

"Cheng Ke," Jiang Yuduo took out a suitcase. "How big can I get on the plane? Is this OK?"

"Fine," Cheng Ke nodded. "Let's go for two days? Just get a small travel bag and dress, just order underwear."

"I want to take the box," Jiang Yuduo said, "it looks more like a trip."

"Then take it, just put my clothes in the box together," Cheng Ke said, "you can help me put the two sets that I put you to change and wash in."

"Well." Jiang Yu snatched clothes in the box.

"What about meow?" Cheng Ke asked.

"It's okay for two days. You can use the automatic feeder. If... you are delayed, you can ask Chen Qing to feed it." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke didn't know what he thought would be delayed, but Jiang Yuduo's emotions quickly rose again, and so on, until the taxi to the airport stopped at the hallway, and the two of them took the box out, Jiang Yuduo said: "I'm afraid."

"Don't be afraid," Cheng Ke said, "with me."

"You are useless," Jiang Yuduo was probably emotionally nervous, leaving him no face at all, "only one arm."

"Then take a look first, are they there?" Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo glanced at him, and then swept a half circle outside the corridor: "Not here."

"Let's go." Cheng Ke dragged the box and went out.

Jiang Yuduo quickly followed.

When he arrived at the airport, Jiang Yu duo walked closely with Cheng Ke. Cheng Ke squeezed his hand quietly and found it to be cold.

"Are you afraid?" Cheng Ke asked softly, "I'll take the ticket now, and after we get it, we will find a place with few people to stay."

"Well," Jiang Yuduo responded, "Go smoke a cigarette."

"Okay." Cheng Ke nodded at the ticket machine while nodding. "Can't hold it?"

"No," Jiang Yuduo whispered, "Don't you have to smoke in a while? I saw the box over there, a box of lighters."

"Go, go to smoke." Cheng Ke took the ticket and took him out.

"I look at the ticket." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke handed the ticket to him. He took the ticket and glanced curiously quickly, then quickly looked around.

This state of excitement, curiosity, and nervousness made Cheng Ke just want to hug him a few times.

He took Jiang Yu out of the door, walked to the open space outside, found the corner of no one, and stood next to the trash can. He was trying to touch Jiang Yuduo's face to comfort him. Jiang Yudow lit a cigarette, asked A sentence: "You said that the airport will sell lighters?"

"Huh?" Cheng Ke froze.

"So many," Jiang Yuduo said, "there are still some advanced ones, will they be sold?"

"...I don't know," Cheng Ke Leng couldn't help laughing when he finished, "I never thought about this."

"Yeah, one million cards were thrown to Chen Qing," Jiang Yu snatched, "How many lighters can I buy..."

"It can't be spent again." Cheng Ke said with a smile.

"It's all right," Jiang Yuduo said, "I will make money later."

"Well." Cheng Ke nodded.

"Wait for me...well." Jiang Yu grabbed his lip.

Jiang Yuduo's excitement and fear finally calmed down when the plane approached and fell asleep on the back of the chair.

Cheng Ke kept holding his hand under the blanket, and only then did he feel his hand slowly returning to his usual temperature, warming up.

The plane began to land, and Jiang Yuduo sat upright, opening his eyes.

"Landing down," Cheng Ke said, "is here soon."

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak, just grabbed his hand.

During the time he got off the plane and walked to the exit, he never said a word.

"Sister Luo is waiting for us at the exit?" Cheng Ke asked, "Should I call her?"

Jiang Yuluo shook his head and didn't speak, only raised his chin to the exit.

Cheng Ke looked over and saw a woman standing alone by the wall on the side of the exit with a smile, waving at them.

"Is that the one in blue?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.

Cheng Kechong smiled over there and walked with Jiang Yuduo.

"Are you Cheng Cheng?" Sister Luo approached the first two steps and extended her hand with a smile.

"Yes," Cheng Ke shook hands with her. "Hello Teacher Luo, I'll trouble you to run to the airport."

"I'm definitely coming," Sister Luo smiled and looked at Jiang Yuzhuo. "This is the first time I saw Xiao Jiang's friend."

"Let's go." Jiang Yuduo's tone was a little blunt. He took the suitcase in the process and strode forward. After a few steps, he stopped and looked back at Cheng Ke.

"Are you going there?" Cheng Ke asked Sister Luo.

"Yes." Sister Luo nodded.

Jiang Yuduo immediately turned around and walked in the direction of Sister Luo.

Cheng Ke wanted to laugh a little and felt a little bit distressed.

"I actually didn't expect you to see me." Cheng Ke let out a low voice to Sister Luo.

"Xiaojiang has proposed it, and I will definitely agree," Luo said. "I also want to meet you. You are the only one of the friends he mentioned who has mentioned the name for so many years."

"Really." Cheng Ke was surprised.

"I think," Sister Luo looked at Jiang Yuduo's back. "Whether it is good or not, your influence on him should be very great."