Jiang Yuduo walked out the door, Chen Qing had already pressed the elevator, Cheng Ke hadn't closed the door, and stood by the door watching.
"There's no need to send it down," Chen Qing said. "We can just go down by ourselves."
"What gave you the illusion that I was going to send you down?" Cheng Ke said.
"You didn't close the door." Chen Qing said.
"...Okay." Cheng Ke sighed and closed the door.
The elevator door opened, and Chen Qing helped Jiang Yuduo into the elevator.
"Do you think he wants to send us down?" Chen Qing said, "Why not close the door, right?"
Jiang Yuduo leaned against the car and watched the change of floor numbers: "This is polite, we are all still standing in the corridor, of course he won't close the door."
"Really?" Chen Qing was stunned, "I usually walk from you, and you don't stand at the door. I close the door myself."
"Is he that familiar with us?" Jiang Yuduo roared, feeling the wound on his head exploding a little.
The injury gave him the feeling that it might never get better.
That night, he took people around and tried to get Chen Qing out of Zhang Daqi's people. As a result, there was a melee in the back alley, and the hole was smashed again. Before it started to scab, the cabinet was hung a few days ago. The door opened and forgot to close it again...
"Then you are not familiar with people..." Chen Qing continued to be confused.
Jiang Yuduo pressed the gauze on his head and tried to smile at Chen Qing: "People like us who are on the street, don't compare your education with someone like a young master, and make yourself humiliated, understand? "
Just as Chen Qing was about to speak, he added: "Shut up if you don't understand."
Chen Qing nodded.
When driving back, Jiang Yuduo pulled down the mirror and looked at his gauze.
"Third brother," Chen Qing frowned, "This injury is really serious, I have to sew a needle."
"No," Jiang Yuduo replied succinctly, "don't want to stab me with needles again, and don't want to stab me if someone stabs me one day."
"Bah, bah, bah!" Chen Qing said loudly at the steering wheel.
"Is this car just finished washing?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.
Chen Qing didn't say anything, and squinted at him.
"Bah bah bah." He had no choice but to follow.
"Don't say such unlucky words in the future," Chen Qing said. "I sound scared... You shouldn't go back that day. Zhang Daqi didn't dare to do anything to me, and the police came."
"So what if the police come," Jiang Yuduo snorted. "It's you who went to trouble him. If you really want to arrest someone, you will be arrested first."
"Then at least you won't be blocked for a fight again!" Chen Qing said, "As a result, you are injured like this! What if you are detained again!"
"What should I do? It's not that I haven't been detained before," Jiang Yuduo said. "Actually, it's good to go in for a few days in peace. You can live in peace, and you won't lose sleep."
"Next time you want to be quiet, I'll give you the key, and you can go back to the old house in my village and live there," Chen Qing said, "I'll get you some chickens to keep..."
Jiang Yuduo turned to look at him.
"Really chicken!" Chen Qing said, "chicken, gugu gu gu gu chicken!"
"Fuck," Jiang Yuduo laughed, "I know."
The car stopped at the entrance of the corridor, and Chen Qing looked at the time: "It's time for dinner, did you not let those boys bring you meals?"
"Well," Jiang Yuduo responded, "I've been queuing up every day to deliver meals, and I don't know if I'm going to fucking die."
"Then how do you eat," Chen Qing thought for a while, "How about I go buy some dishes and eat them together?"
"You're not going home." Jiang Yuduo opened the car door.
"I'll wait until it's not so obvious on my face," Chen Qing got out of the car and walked around to the co-pilot to help him out of the car, "I've been sleeping in the store for a while, so I can't listen to my mother talking."
Jiang Yuduo smiled.
Chen Qing's cell phone rang, he took a look and answered the phone: "Dog."
As soon as the phone was connected, Jiang Yuduo could hear Gouzi's crying voice while standing beside him: "Brother Qing! Brother Qing—"
"Why are you crying!" Chen Qing said, "Have you been beaten? Run away if you have time to cry."
"Zhang Daqi gave me the money! Brother Qing! He gave me the money!" Gouzi cried.
"Isn't this a good thing? What are you crying for?" Chen Qing said, "Weeping with joy?"
Jiang Yuduo sighed.
"I didn't dare to call the third brother," Gouzi said, "Brother Qing, I kowtowed to you, thank you! Please help me tell the third brother, I will be the third brother in my life, as long as he says a word, Let me do what I do!"
Having said this, Jiang Yuduo glanced at the phone, that is, the dog was not in front of him, or he could have Chen Qing take him out and throw him immediately.
"What can you do, you will cry," Chen Qing sighed, "Okay, you can cry for a while while holding the money, you have some ideas about what to do in the future, it is impossible for someone to stand up for you forever. "
"Yeah! I know Brother Qing." Gouzi finally stopped crying.
"Did Zhang Daqi give him the money?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Well," Chen Qing put the phone back in his pocket, "Actually, let's go to Zhang Daqi not just for his money, right?"
"Bullshit," Jiang Yuduo said, "it's only three thousand yuan, how can I make it so fucking bad..."
"It wasn't all beaten, right?" Chen Qing helped him into the corridor, "Didn't your leg fall when you climbed over the wall?"
"Fuck you!" Jiang Yuduo slapped him on the back with a hand, "Insight into everything, right?"
"Hey," Chen Qing rubbed his back, lowered his head and sighed, "If I hadn't gotten in the way..."
"Okay," Jiang Yuduo took out the key and opened the door. He took a quick look inside before entering the door, "You're not finished yet."
"I'm going to buy something to eat," Chen Qing said. "I'm going to be a vegetarian today. I see that your face is not very good during this time. Is it because of the influence of the injury that you are still recovering?"
"Whatever." Jiang Yuduo waved his hand.
After Chen Qing closed the door, he fell on the sofa, leaned his head back and closed his eyes.
His face is really not very good, because he can't sleep at night.
When you can sleep, you will be afraid again, and the nightmares are better than opening your eyes until dawn.
I haven't felt this way for a long time, and he didn't tell anyone, not even Chen Qing and Lu Qian, who were closest to him. He didn't want people to know that he was in a bad state recently.
Today was actually better than usual. Although Cheng Ke took a walk, Cheng Ke was not on the same path with him at all. This kind of freshness lifted his mood a little from the dullness.
Cheng Ke.
It turns out that the combination of Yuan and Qi is still the same word.
I don't know how to solve it.
In the past, when he was chatting with Chen Qing, he explained the words, and Chen Qing also asked him how Jiang Yuduo explained it.
Of course he didn't know how to solve it, but he forced it.
"Let's explain the words for you first," he said solemnly, "it's just a big size, you understand."
"Understood," Chen Qing's mind was quite fault-tolerant, and nodded convincingly, "I've seen it, it's true."
Jiang Yuduo couldn't help but be amused for a long time.
Halfway through laughing, I felt quite boring, sighed, opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling in a daze.
Meow was probably hungry, climbed up along the legs of the sofa, sat down on his chest, and barked at him.
"I don't want to move," Jiang Yuduo looked at it, "Brother Qing will come and let it feed you later."
Meow sat down and continued to bark.
"Stop screaming," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'm in a very bad mood right now, and I'll throw you out when I'm upset."
Meow was unmoved, and Mimi kept on.
It was not until Chen Qing entered the house.
"Hurry up, feed the cat first," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'm so annoying and keep screaming, and I'm embarrassed to kick it because of my small size."
"You are the one who wants to pick up the cat," Chen Qing took the cat food and poured it into the food bowl. "It is also you who wants to pick up the cat. If you knew it today, why did you have to."
"If you don't know what to say, don't make a fool of yourself." Jiang Yuduo sat up.
The vegetarian food that Chen Qing said was really very strict. Except for a bowl of meat patties that was half the size of a palm, all the other dishes were green vegetables, and there was no point in the minced meat.
"I'll give you an incense later." He sat on the chair and looked at the dishes in front of him.
"Why?" Chen Qing put a box of porridge in front of him.
"Poke a few scars on your head," he said, "and then go to the temple and ask the abbot to give you a stage name."
"Ah?" Chen Qing looked at him.
"Meatless Mage, how is it?" Jiang Yuduo said, "Actually, it should have been called Zhique Mage."
"...Fuck," Chen Qing sat down, "what about you, eat a vegetarian meal and go around such a big circle."
"As for," Jiang Yuduo pointed at the little meat pie, "it's not enough for me to eat."
"This is mine," Chen Qing took the meatloaf over, "I can eat two bites."
"Did I fucking hear it wrong?" Jiang Yuduo was so shocked that he forgot to roar.
"I just asked. Too much protein is not good for wound healing," Chen Qing said. "In order not to irritate you, I specially ordered a small patty, not a big one."
"I didn't ask you if the third brother couldn't collect the rent recently? The meat pie has to be a small size?" Jiang Yuduo struggled to suppress the raging fire that was ignited because there was no meat to eat.
"...I'll give you half." Chen Qing put half of the meat pie in his bowl.
"Do I have to thank you?" Jiang Yuduo asked, before Chen Qing could speak, he pointed to the half of the meat patty in Chen Qing's bowl, "Give me a fucking bite and eat it right now!"
"Ah?" Chen Qing was stunned.
"Hurry up!" Jiang Yuduo roared.
Chen Qing quickly picked up the meatloaf and stuffed it into his mouth.
Jiang Yuduo nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, now you have no meat to eat, I still have it, watch me eat slowly."
Chen Qing looked at him and laughed for a long time: "You are naive or not."
"None of your business, eat your vegetables." Jiang Yuduo said.
After eating, Chen Qing packed up a bunch of lunch boxes and threw them out, and when he came back, he seemed to remember something very important: "Hey third brother, do you think Jaeger-LeCoultre doesn't know that the garbage is going to be thrown downstairs? in the trash can?"
"He is handicapped in housework," Jiang Yuduo lit a cigarette and drank, "not mentally handicapped."
"Oh." Chen Qing nodded, "Have you seen the things in his house today, I'm really willing to buy it, the one on the ground is a sweeping robot, I thought it was a scale at first, and I almost stepped on it, you said he Why did you buy a broom when you have a robot... and that electric chair, I really want to go up and lie down for a while."
"Farewell," Jiang Yuduo said, "it's not easy for me to earn some money. Graveyards are expensive now."
"Electric massage chair," Chen Qing said, "one day he's not at home, let's go in for a massage."
Jiang Yuduo glanced at him.
"Forget it," Chen Qing sighed, "It's also available in the mall, 20 yuan once, I'll go to the mall."
"Go back to the store," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'm afraid I can't help beating you for a while. I don't want to work hard now that my injury is not healed."
"Okay," Chen Qing took out his phone and checked the time, "If you go out and call me tomorrow, I'll find a car to take you."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo lay down on the sofa.
After Chen Qing left, he turned off the lights in the room, leaned over to the window and looked out through the cracks in the curtains.
It was completely dark and the wind was blowing fast.
The range that the street light can illuminate is very small, a small piece of dim yellow, and the edges are mixed with black. After looking at it for a long time, you will see something shaking in the dark.
Makes people panic.
After seeing a figure walking out of the darkness, passing through the twilight, and being submerged in the darkness again, Jiang Yuduo left the window, washed casually, and then lay on the bed.
There is no insomnia today, but there are dreams.
Every time Jiang Yuduo dreams, he can know that he is dreaming. No matter how real the dream is, he will keep telling himself that it is not real, not real.
not real.
Since when this sentence became his primary magic weapon against fear, he can't remember, it's too long ago, so long ago that there were no Chen Qing and Lu Xi.
not real.
It sounds useless and helpless.
Jiang Yuduo sighed softly.
It's not surprising to see Cheng Ke in a dream. Jiang Yuduo's dreams have always been like a notepad, and he will write down every day's events.
On certain days, it will keep going back and forth.
Cheng Ke said, my name is Cheng Ke, I abide by the abide, not the passenger of the passenger.
Cheng Ke said, are you sick
Cheng Ke said, when will you return my watch to me
Cheng Ke said, I have no problem, and the purpose of my coming here is very simple.
I just want to keep you forever.
Cheng Ke rushed over, holding a rusty iron nail in his hand, and stabbed him hard in the eyes.
When poked in front of him, it suddenly turned into a knife.
When the knife slashed across his face, he could even feel pain and see blood red.
…
not real.
Jiang Yuduo quickly pulled himself back from the dream. Because of his quick reactions and quick movements, he could still hear his low voice when he woke up: "It's not true."
He widened his eyes and paused in the dark for a while before scolding softly, "Fuck."
Feeling that he was sweating all over his body and his clothes were soaked through, he lifted the quilt and touched his body, and it was estimated that the water would come out.
He took off his clothes a little irritably, and then took off his underwear and threw it aside.
Much more comfortable.
Cheng Ke held his mobile phone, and Jiang Yuduo's phone number was already displayed on the screen, but he hesitated and did not dial.
The gas stove couldn't catch fire again, and he really couldn't handle it.
After Jiang Yuduo's last teaching, he has been able to operate this gas stove proficiently. He has been able to open the valve, press the knob, turn the ignition, and cook instant noodles many times.
But today, when he wanted to boil two eggs, this bastard couldn't beat it.
He repeated the correct steps seventy-seven forty-nine times, but he couldn't see the little blue flame.
This new gas stove is indeed broken this time.
Although he felt that this conclusion was correct, when he thought of Jiang Yuduo's irritable state, he couldn't help but turn around and question himself.
After questioning it four times, he decided to stick to his conclusion and called the landlord to get someone to fix it.
He clicked the dial.
The dial tone played for a long time before the phone finally connected.
"Huh?" Jiang Yuduo's voice came from there.
But this hoarse and weak voice made Cheng Ke hesitate: "... Jiang Yuduo?"
"Who?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
Although the voice was still the same, the tone allowed Cheng Ke to confirm that this was Jiang Yuduo.
"Sorry to disturb you," Cheng Ke estimated that he was still sleeping, "Are you convenient now?"
"Is it inconvenient for you to hang up?" Jiang Yuduo asked, his voice so hoarse that he could hardly hear what he said.
"... If it's inconvenient, I'll call again later." Cheng Ke felt that the movement might not be from not waking up, but an inflammation of the throat.
"Tell me what's going on." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Just that... gas stove," Cheng Ke said, "it won't fire again. I used it all the time without any problem, but suddenly it won't fire today."
"Smash it." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke felt that he was almost able to adapt to Jiang Yuduo's reaction, and maybe he would be able to say "Jiang Yuduo's temper is quite good" in the future like Chen Qing.
"The gas card is out of money," Jiang Yuduo said weakly in a hoarse voice, "Master, look at the words on the gas meter."
"Where's the gas meter?" Cheng Ke walked into the kitchen, and when he heard Jiang Yuduo's voice was really wrong, he asked again, "Are you sick?"
"I'm not sick," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'm about to die, the gas meter is next to the stove, hurry up and watch it, no one will take care of you when I die."
"I see," Cheng Ke looked at the gas meter, "what are the words on it?"
"There is a card on it, insert the card and take a look at the words on the screen." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Okay," Cheng Ke did as he said and inserted an IC card on the gas meter into the card slot. To be honest, Jiang Yuduo didn't roar today, which surprised him and even had With a trace of guilt, Jiang Yuduo was ill, and patiently gave him a common sense guide for housework, "There are words."
"What is the word?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"0." Cheng Ke suddenly understood, this should be the exhaustion of qi, "I..."
"I'm out of breath, so I can't start a fire, idiot." Jiang Yuduo said weakly, "Go and recharge."
The guilt in Cheng Ke's heart disappeared in an instant, but he had to grit his teeth and asked, "Where to go to charge?"
"The bank," Jiang Yuduo said, "just go back to the one you went to last time."
"Thank you." Cheng Ke gritted his teeth, he was very reluctant to say these two words to Jiang Yuduo, but he still said it habitually.
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak or hang up.
Cheng Ke waited for another two seconds, but it was still quiet there. He hesitated for a moment and hung up the phone.
The bank I went to last time was right next to Jiang Yuduo's house. To be honest, Cheng Ke had a very bad impression of this place. After all, at this intersection, he was stabbed inexplicably. The wound was healed, but If you look closely, you can still see a trace, and it is estimated that it will take some time for it to disappear completely.
It is very simple to recharge the gas card. There is a machine in the bank, which can be recharged by inserting the card.
It's a bit of common sense, Cheng Ke never thought that there is a procedure like "recharging the gas card" in his life.
After recharging, he walked out of the bank, glanced at the intersection subconsciously, and stopped again when he was about to turn around and go back.
He is not such a kind person. Liu Tiancheng was too lazy to visit when he was hospitalized with appendicitis, but at this moment he wanted to visit Jiang Yuduo's house.
Because compared with appendicitis, a disease that he knew had no major problems, Jiang Yuduo's voiceless phone call made him a little uneasy, and he couldn't control his imagination - Jiang Yuduo gave him instructions before he died. How did he buy gas, he died before he could hang up the phone after the last sentence...
He shook his head, unlucky.
Amitabha.
He walked over to the intersection, and since it was so close, let's take a look.
Cheng Ke believes that the road is much better than doing all kinds of housework. Although he has only been there once, he still finds it easily.
In fact, along the way, he very much hoped to meet Chen Qing, or those servants who patrol the streets when Jiang Yuduo had nothing to do. It was much more natural for the servants to go and see what was going on with Jiang Yuduo. Not too embarrassing.
Standing at the door of Jiang Yuduo's house, he first thought about how he would mock him if Jiang Yuduo didn't have a fart, and then knocked on the door.
There was no movement in the door.
He knocked twice, but still no sound was heard.
"Jiang Yuduo?" he shouted and continued to knock on the door, "Are you at home?"
It continued to be quiet inside.
He suddenly became a little nervous, the intensity of knocking on the door increased, and the frequency also increased a lot, knocking on the door tom tom: "Jiang Yuduo!"
"Who?" Jiang Yuduo's voice finally came from inside.
"Me, Cheng Ke." Cheng Ke breathed a sigh of relief.
The door opened, and Jiang Yuduo stood in the door.
"You didn't..." Cheng Ke was stuck in his throat halfway through his words.
Jiang Yuduo was actually naked.
From top to bottom, without a piece of cloth, he just stood in the door naked and looked at him.
Cheng Ke was very shocked. He had never seen Guo Ben Nengguo so calm and calm outside the bathroom in his life.
After glaring at him for two seconds, Jiang Yuduo suddenly said, "Fuck."
Then slammed the door.