Antidote

Before halfway through the sand painting performance of Cheng Ke, he found that Jiang Yuduo was not on the first floor.

He knew that Jiang Yuduo took the smoke outside the back door, and he saw it when he smoked in from the back door, but when he lowered his head a few times and looked into the crowd, he could not see Jiang Yuduo .

Upstairs?

There were quite a lot of people at this time. The sound of music and laughter were very lively. This kind of environment full of "familiarity" might be too much for Jiang Yuduo to bear.

He did not know that Jiang Yuduo just wanted to avoid it, but he still saw what he heard.

Although he had told Jiang Yuduo to go to the third floor, he suddenly panicked when Jiang Yuduo really walked away.

It took a while for the sand on my hand to stun for a while before I swiped my finger over it, but I suddenly couldn't remember what I wanted to draw.

Fortunately, this performance is just for fun, and the left hand is used. Nobody noticed the pause of Cheng Ke's fingertips on the sand. Xu Ding, who was standing by the bar, looked up.

Cheng Ke glanced at him, smiled and said it was all right.

The absent-minded performance ended, Cheng Ke stepped aside, the staff went to pack up his things, and the guests around him spoke in twos and threes.

Cheng Ke stopped on one side for only a few seconds and walked across the crowd to the stairs.

"Xiao Ke." Xu Ding came over and called him.

"Uh." Cheng Ke stopped.

"Are you all right?" Xu Ding asked.

"It's all right," Cheng Ke said, "is something wrong?"

"Mr. Li, it's not easy to come," Xu Ding glanced behind him. "You... now, maybe."

Mr. Li, who stood behind Xu Ding, smiled apologetically and whispered to Xu Ding, "I went upstairs and came down immediately. Did you just see the third child?"

"I saw it before the performance," Xu Ding stunned, "is it gone?"

"May be upstairs, there are many people here, he may not be used to it," Cheng Ke was a little embarrassed, "I'll go up and see."

Xu Ding patted him on the shoulder: "Okay."

Cheng Ke quickly walked up the stairs and nodded and smiled with a few familiar people. After passing the second floor, there was no one left. He ran directly to the third floor.

The third floor is much quieter than the downstairs, and almost no sound can be heard.

"Jiang Yuduo!" Cheng Ke couldn't wait to open the door of the compartment in the past, then shouted, and then knocked on the door twice, "Jiang Yuduo? Are you there?"

No one answered, Cheng Ke pushed open the door: "Jiang Yuduo!"

The room was empty and there was no one, and the smell in the air could tell that no one had entered, with a dull breath after standing still.

This is not known for the first time, Cheng Ke felt panic.

He ran quickly to the window. Several windows looked out one by one without seeing Jiang Yuduo, so he ran downstairs and took out his mobile phone and dialed Jiang Yuduo's number.

The phone was connected and he heard the ringing tone, but until he ran to the first floor, Jiang Yuduo did not answer the phone.

Cheng Ke went out of the shop and looked around. He didn't find Jiang Yuduo or any confusion. He opened the door of a taxi on the street and sat in. Jiang Yuduo's address.

Cheng Ke was dialing Jiang Yuduo's number on the way back from the taxi, and no one had been calling.

He dialed again, and if no one answered this time, he planned to call Chen Qing and let him go immediately to Jiang Yuduo.

Although he knew that Jiang Yuduo was not willing to let those around him know this, Cheng Ke was really not at ease, and with Chen Qing's brain circuit, he might not be able to respond.

No one answered the call this time, but it didn't ring until it stopped, but was hung up.

Cheng Ke's hand gripped the phone and tightened. He bit his lip and Jiang Yuduo quickly sent a message.

-where?

Jiang Yuduo gave him a reply.

-Family

Cheng Ke raised the whole person, can still see the mobile phone, can return the news, there should be no major problems.

But there must be a small problem.

"Master, hurry up, there is an emergency." Cheng Kechong said to the driver.

"It's about to take off." The driver said and stepped on the accelerator again.

The car stopped at the entrance of Jiang Yuduojia's corridor. Cheng Ke grabbed the money and opened the door as soon as he dropped it on the dashboard: "Thank you for not looking."

Touching the key with one hand is irritating, but the phone is still ringing.

Cheng Ke held the key and answered the phone.

The phone call came from Xu Ding. When he opened the business, he ran so suddenly and didn't say anything to Xu Ding. The phone can't be answered at this time.

"Hello Xu Ding, sorry," he walked into the corridor, "I'm in a hurry here..."

"Is it the third?" Xu Ding asked.

"...Well," Cheng Ke hesitated, "It's nothing, I just come back and see."

"Well, I can't find you everywhere," Xu Ding said, "then let me tell President Li."

"It's really embarrassing," Cheng Ke murmured a little while opening the door. "Tell Mr. Li about another meal and I will pay him a guilt."

"It's okay, you'll deal with your business first, please call me for help." Xu Ding said.

"Thanks." Cheng Ke hung up the phone.

When I opened the door, the room was quiet, but it was very bright. The curtains were always open. The living room and the two rooms were covered with sunlight. Cheng Ke even felt a little dazzling.

"Jiang Yuduo!" he shouted, "I'm back!"

Meow screamed on the sofa.

"Your brother!" Cheng Ke cried out with a cry.

Meow screamed again.

Cheng Ke ran into the backyard: "Jiang..."

He froze by the door.

Jiang Yuduo sat beside the flower bed in the backyard.

With his head down, his elbows on his knees, the phone was in his hand.

Full of blood.

Cheng Ke can even see blood dripping to the ground.

"What's wrong?" He walked over to squat down in front of Jiang Yuduo, his voice trembling when he asked this sentence.

"Have you been delayed?" Jiang Yuduo said.

"No, I have nothing to do there, and I'll be back." Cheng Ke stared at Jiang Yuduo, daring not to touch him, and could only examine him inch by inch on his face to see where there were injuries.

"I heard." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Huh?" Cheng Ke froze.

"You have to make an appointment to pay for the crime." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke was a little surprised. Jiang Yuduo actually heard him call here.

"This is kind words," Cheng Ke touched his face carefully, lowering his head to see if Jiang Yuduo's face was hurt or not, what kind of expression was it, "I should have been chatting together, I'm leaving now ."

"It's not polite." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke sighed: "I..."

"I will always," Jiang Yu snatched his head up, "always delaying you."

"What?" Cheng Ke asked.

"I'm in big trouble." Jiang Yuduo said.

"You are not," Cheng Ke looked at him. "Even if you are a trouble, that is a trouble I can deal with. A trouble I can deal with is not a trouble."

"If today," Jiang Yuduo said, "I didn't come back."

"Huh?" Cheng Ke saw Jiang Yuduo's face clearly.

Jiang Yuduo had bruises on his face, both under his eyes and on his forehead, but the injuries were not too serious, and several small blood beads had solidified.

What made Cheng Ke more distressed was his eyes, and he was full of apologies for his helplessness and despair.

"If I were in your shop," Jiang Yuluo raised his hand, and a few inches of roughness on the back of his hand appeared in front of Cheng Ke's eyes, and the blood poured out to his arm, and a long line of red was drawn, " How dare you imagine the scene?"

Cheng Ke didn't speak and grabbed his hand.

"Here." Jiang Yuduo handed the phone to him.

"What?" Cheng Ke took the phone.

"Look," Jiang Yuduo's voice suddenly became dumb. "I recorded it."

Cheng Ke froze for a long time before asking: "What did you record?"

Jiang Yuduo slowly stood up, walked to the pool, unscrewed the faucet, washed his face with cold water, and rushed to the wound on his hand for a while, then turned his head around the pool and looked at him: "Self-mutilation."

Cheng Ke's breath stopped abruptly.

"I'm going to treat the wound," Jiang Yuduo turned off the faucet and turned to walk into the house. "You go to the bedroom to see it, close the door."

Cheng Ke squatted and stared at the phone in his hand.

Jiang Yuduo's hand was full of blood, so the phone was also covered with blood marks, and there were several **** fingerprints on the black screen.

Cheng Ke froze for a moment, and then touched a tissue from his pocket. He dipped a little water into the pool and wiped the blood from his cell phone.

The tissues also changed color.

He entered the house with his mobile phone, Jiang Yu took off his shirt, and his shirtless man was sitting at the table in the living room. His bruises had been dealt with by his brutal bandage, and the gauze was put on, but the blood was not completely stopped. Live for a while, there was already red oozing out of the gauze.

Jiang Yuduo didn't care about bleeding at the wound, and he was pouring alcohol on the wound of his arm.

Cheng Ke discovered at this time that the sleeves of his clothes were all covered with blood, and a cut in his arm looked like a knife wound.

He stood behind Jiang Yuduo for a while. Jiang Yuduo would definitely know that he was behind him, but he never looked back.

Cheng Ke entered the bedroom and closed the door as required by Jiang Yuduo.

After taking a deep breath, the screen was brightened and the video was opened.

The latest video file name shows that this video was recorded about half an hour ago, it should be after Jiang Yuduo gave him back the news.

Perhaps it is known that Cheng Ke will be home soon, and "they" have not left yet...

The video starts playing.

Cheng Ke's hands were shaking tremendously, and the camera was also shaking wildly. He had to put the phone on the bed, then sat on the side, his arms subconsciously clenched his knees.

"Who."

The picture is still shaking, black shadow and white light are interlaced, Cheng Ke heard Jiang Yuduo's voice.

"come out……"

"I saw you!"

Jiang Yuduo roared, and then Cheng Ke saw Jiang Yuduo's face flashing across the screen, with anger and red eyes, as if to fire.

Cheng Ke could feel his muscles tightening bit by bit, not because of Jiang Yuduo's anger, but his confused eyes. Under the anger, his eyes were blank.

During the camera shake, Cheng Ke saw that it was in the backyard.

He saw the lamp hanging under the roof by Jiang Yu.

A dull sound came from the phone, as if something had been hit by Jiang Yuduo.

Then the camera slowly lifted up, it should be that Jiang Yu snatched up his phone.

The picture shook so badly that Cheng Ke saw Jiang Yuduo's face.

Sticking on the wall, rubbing a little back, has broken the corner of the eye and left a touch of red on the wall, Jiang Yuduo wrinkled his eyebrow painfully, gasping for breath, a teardrop slipped down, rubbing against him A clear path was scratched on the gray wall.

The phone fell to the ground, the picture was still, and only the part where Jiang Yu grabbed the waist down could be seen.

He leaned against the wall, pedaling on the ground constantly, as if trying to stand up.

In the end, he was still pedaling empty and fell to the ground.

Cheng Ke saw his left hand grabbing the back of his right hand in the camera. His fingertips slipped slowly and vigorously. A white mouth appeared on the back of his hand, and then blood poured out.

"Not really... not... I saw you... don't hide!"

Jiang Yuduo's voice went from low to high, and finally roared, and waved his arm fiercely and jumped up.

If he didn't see this action in such a weird scene, Cheng Ke would definitely shout "handsome".

Jiang Yuduo's posture when he jumped up was very handsome, his waist and legs stretched out a beautiful arc... but under such handsome action, he was on the other side of madness.

When Jiang Yuduo's left hand returned to the picture, he had an extra knife in his hand, and then without any hesitation, the tip of the knife plunged into his right arm.

Cheng Ke slammed forward and extended his hand to the screen.

He wanted to hold Jiang Yuduo.

He stretched his hand in front of the screen of the phone, watching the tip of the knife across the forearm from his fingertips, and then watching the blood ooze from the wound.

Jiang Yuduo threw away the knife and grabbed the injured arm, as if to stop bleeding.

He gasped and frowned.

It didn't move for a long time, so I leaned against the wall.

"No...not not..."

Jiang Yuduo's face could not be seen in the camera, but Jiang Yuduo's voice could be heard.

"It's Cheng Ke, Cheng Ke, Cheng Ke... He's coming back soon... Cheng Ke... right here, don't go... Don't go, don't touch him... It's Cheng Ke, don't touch Cheng Ke... …"

Jiang Yuduo kept talking in a low voice, not knowing whether he was talking to others or to himself.

Then he calmed down.

Cheng Ke stared at the time on the screen. After almost two minutes, Jiang Yuduo stretched out his **** hand, picked up the phone, and turned the camera towards himself.

"I will hurt you." Jiang Yuduo in the lens looked at him and said.

The picture freezes here, and the video is turned off.

It took Cheng Ke about ten minutes before slowly walking out of the bedroom.

Jiang Yuduo had bandaged his wounds and was lying on the table writing something on the cigarette shell paper. When he saw him come out, Jiang Yuduo put down his pen, brought the cigarette shell paper together, and put it back in his pocket.

"Read it?" he asked.

"Well." Cheng Ke put the phone on the table and sat on the chair.

Jiang Yu grabbed himself and poured him a glass of water.

Cheng Ke took it up and poured his head back, then wiped his mouth and watched Jiang Yuduo.

Jiang Yuduo's face has been cleaned, and his clothes have been changed. Everything looks normal except for the injuries on his hands and face. It is almost normal for San Ge to have injuries on his body. Imagine, sitting opposite him, Jiang Yuduo, as usual, experienced such a struggle 20 minutes ago.

Even if Cheng Ke already knew from Sister Luo that Jiang Yuduo had committed self-harm, he still felt shocked to think.

"If you arrive ten minutes early," Jiang Yu grabbed a cigarette, "I might stab you with a knife."

"Are you conscious, right?" Cheng Ke felt difficult talking, "You know you mistake me for him."

"It's not a misunderstanding," Jiang Yuduo looked up at him. "I know you are Cheng Ke, but I still think you are dangerous. You may be controlled, threatened, and deceived. You are here to kill me."

Cheng Ke didn't speak.

Jiang Yuduo passed the cigarette over: "Do you want it?"

Cheng Ke took the cigarette, smoked twice, and quickly sorted out his thoughts. He asked: "Can you know in advance that you may feel dangerous and may not be able to control it?"

"It works most of the time," Jiang Yuduo said.

"That's good," Cheng Ke looked at him. "Next time, no matter where, no matter what occasion, you feel it, tell me, don't allow to run."

Jiang Yuduo also looked at him, and nodded after being silent for a while: "Okay."

"We can face it together," Cheng Ke said, "no matter what you see, we are all together, as long as you remember, I am real, I am your connection with the world, I am still here, You are here."

Jiang Yuduo watched him for a long time without talking.

"Have you heard?" Cheng Ke chased.

"I heard." Jiang Yuduo said.

"I'm going to take a shower," Cheng Ke stood up and kissed Jiang Yuduo's head in the past. He tried to calm himself down, not to let Jiang Yuduo think it was a big deal. "I A sense of artillery."

"I help you." Jiang Yuduo said.

"No," Cheng Ke smiled. "Don't touch the water on your wound, I will just rush."

Jiang Yuduo said nothing.

Cheng Ke took the clothes and went into the bathroom.

After taking off his pants, he was a little worried about pulling his own sweater. When Jiang Yuduo helped him in the morning, he almost tore his sleeves. It is unlikely that he would take it off.

Thinking about whether to ask Jiang Yuduo to help, the bathroom door was pushed open.

"How do you..." Cheng Ke turned back.

Jiang Yu snatched into the bathroom, returned the door, brought him around, and kissed him fiercely.

Cheng Ke was caught off guard and was pressed against the wall by him.

Then Jiang Yuduo was so messed up and chewed on his face and neck, Cheng Ke could even feel that his eyelids were taken by Jiang Yuduo.

Such Jiang Yuduo, he has only seen in the spring | dream, real, with humidity, for the first time.

When Cheng Ke's breath was a little confused, Jiang Yuduo posted a dumb throat in his ear and asked, "Do you want it?"

"...What?" Cheng Ke's thinking was particularly agile, and he quickly answered, "Aren't you not going to bed?"

"Do not go to bed," Jiang Yuduo said, "hand, do you want it?"

Cheng Ke could almost hear the sound of an explosion deep inside his body, feeling that Qilang could lift him to the sky. He didn't even hesitate for 0.1 seconds: "Yes."