Jiang Yuduo didn't speak any more, lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, his head resting on his arms, he looked like he was asleep.
Just by looking at his clenched eyebrows and moving eyelashes, he knew he wasn't asleep, and probably wasn't feeling well.
Beautiful thing
Cheng Ke didn't know what Chief Protector Chen was talking about, but he could just type "Vertigo Beauty" on his mobile phone, and he could see it, Meniere's syndrome.
Although Chen Qing said it was just a guess and he didn't go to the hospital to see it, he still read the introduction about the disease.
Sudden, when the patient does not dare to open his eyes, cannot turn over... Need to lie down, not be impatient, light and low-salt diet... Avoid smoking, alcohol, tea...
He felt that if this was the real problem, Jiang Yuduo would probably have accomplished the item of lying still, and lying still was because he couldn't move.
The cat lay on Jiang Yuduo's chest, Jiang Yuduo didn't move, but his brows tightened, Cheng Ke quickly reached out and took the cat down and put it aside.
But the cat was about to climb up again soon, Cheng Ke took it away again, the cat jumped on Jiang Yuduo again very persistently, Cheng Ke had to grab the cat and put it on his lap.
"Do you have a cage?" Cheng Ke asked.
Jiang Yuduo snorted, not knowing what it was.
Cheng Ke got up and walked around the house, found an eco-friendly bag, put the cat in it, and hung it on the back of the chair. He didn't know why he did it, it was probably too boring.
But the amazing thing is that after the cat was put in, it just took the mouth of the bag and looked out twice, and then it stopped moving at the bottom.
Cheng Ke sat back on the sofa and continued to watch Jiang Yuduo.
It feels weird.
He had never cared for a patient like this before, not to mention that he was not familiar with Jiang Yuduo, so it was a little awkward to sit here in silence.
But looking at Jiang Yuduo's poor appearance, which is so different from the usual arrogant bullies, he wanted to sigh again, especially Jiang Yuduo's "thank you" before.
He has never been seriously ill, and he occasionally catches a cold or something. Even if he is a waste at home, he can call someone at any time. If he wants to eat, he will be cooked immediately, and he will not feel helpless.
Yes, it is helpless.
For some reason, Jiang Yuduo's words of thanks and the words of not going to the hospital made him feel that the person in front of him was very helpless.
Thinking about it and thinking that maybe he is sensitive, Cheng Ke smiled, his mood is different now, and until now, he has not been able to fully adapt to the changes brought about by the upheaval of life.
The door was knocked lightly a few times, it should be Chen Qing.
Cheng Ke stood up and went to open the door. Jiang Yuduo, who had been frowning and sweating all the time, said, "Look first."
"Huh?" Cheng Ke was stunned before he responded, "Oh."
He really couldn't figure out Jiang Yuduo, and he couldn't see any danger in his life other than other hooligans.
However, according to Jiang Yuduo's request, he first looked at the cat's eye.
"It's Chen Qing," he confirmed that it was the general protector outside, and when he reached out to open the door, he added, "He is alone."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.
As soon as the door opened a crack, Chen Qing squeezed in through the crack. Cheng Ke always thought that Chen Qing was quite thin, but he didn't expect it to take up so little space.
"Third brother," Chen Qing looked worried and rushed to the sofa as if he didn't look at Cheng Ke, "I'm here, how is it?"
"Halo." Jiang Yuduo said.
"How long?" Chen Qing turned to look at Cheng Ke.
"Uh..." Cheng Ke quickly took out his mobile phone, "I started to feel dizzy when I called you, about forty minutes?"
"That will take a while." Chen Qing went to the bathroom and wiped a wet towel out to wipe the sweat off Jiang Yuduo's face, then stood beside the sofa and looked down at Jiang Yuduo.
"How long does it usually take to faint?" Cheng Ke walked over and asked softly.
"Not necessarily," Chen Qing said. "Sometimes half an hour has passed, and sometimes it can't move for hours."
"Oh." Cheng Ke nodded, so how did you know it would take a while? But he didn't want to ask, after all, the other party was Chen Qing.
After saying these few words, the room was quiet again.
Jiang Yuduo can't speak, he and Chen Qing have nothing to say, in fact Cheng Ke wants to leave a little now, he and Jiang Yuduo are not familiar enough to wait on the hospital bed, and Chen Qing has come Now, obviously Chen Qing is very familiar with Jiang Yuduo's problem.
But at the moment, this stillness makes him unable to find an opportunity to speak, and it is a bit abrupt to speak at this moment.
"You two," Jiang Yuduo said with difficulty, "don't mourn here."
"What?" Cheng Ke glanced at Chen Qing.
"What about the body farewell?" Jiang Yuduo opened his eyes a little, then closed them quickly.
"What nonsense!" Chen Qing recovered and shouted.
"Fuck." Jiang Yuduo was probably frightened, his hands shook, and he cursed through gritted teeth.
"That Ji... Ke..." Chen Qing turned to look at Cheng Ke, his facial expression could tell that he was trying to find a name in his mind.
"Cheng Ke," Cheng Ke said for him, "if you really can't change it, just leave it at the Jaeger-LeCoultre, don't bother."
"You can go." Chen Qing said.
"...Okay." Cheng Ke felt that Chen Qingneng and Jiang Yuduo had such a close relationship, it must be the way they spoke in the same way.
He took his coat and walked towards the door when Chen Qingcai came back to his senses as if a miracle had suddenly appeared: "Thank you for your hard work."
"You're welcome." Cheng Ke said.
"Is it early..." Chen Qing walked to the table, and neatly put away the breakfast that was basically untouched and put it in a bag, "I haven't eaten yet? Take it with you, go back and eat it hot, even at noon. Don't do it."
"No need." Cheng Ke said quickly, he really didn't want to eat these things, especially the box of quicksand bags.
"Why?" Chen Qing asked.
"Why why?" Cheng Ke said.
"You didn't eat breakfast, why didn't you take it?" Chen Qing said.
"I..." Cheng Ke once again fell into the difficulty of finding no excuses.
"Take it and leave, I don't want to eat it and throw it away," Jiang Yuduo said hoarsely, his voice full of pain, "Don't push it here, I'm going to cheat the corpse."
Cheng Ke took the two pockets of food from Chen Qing's hand and went out the door.
But he didn't throw these things away at the door. He was a little hungry, so he wouldn't waste them. Even if he didn't eat quicksand bags, there were many others.
When he was about to go downstairs, he saw a Land Rover parked at the entrance of the corridor from a distance.
The license plate ends with 888.
Cheng Yi's two cars have the tail number 888. Cheng Ke has never understood why a young man is so superstitious.
Maybe it's the family atmosphere, my mother's daily Amitabha...
When he walked to the side of the car and saw the driver open the passenger door and Cheng Yi got out of the car, he suddenly retracted his thoughts.
"Why are you here?" He looked at Cheng Yi.
"You don't contact me, and don't go back to get things," Cheng Yi said, "I can only help you bring things over. They are used every day. I'm afraid you won't be able to handle them well."
"I was asking how did you know I was here?" Cheng Ke asked again.
"You are my brother," Cheng Yi said. "Can I still not know where you are?"
The driver turned off the car, got out of the car and walked over again, with a blank expression on his face, Chong Ke nodded casually: "Eldest young master."
Cheng Ke didn't say anything and didn't look at him.
The driver's name is He Yuan. He has been with Cheng Yi for several years. He can't be regarded as Cheng Yi's confidant. Cheng Yi has no confidants. He can't trust anyone. The attitude that could not be shown, He Yuan showed it for him.
"Put the things up." Cheng Yi said.
He Yuan opened the trunk and put down the seats in the back row. He was packing several large boxes. He didn't know what was in it, but he could see at a glance what was not in the box.
His computer, sand table, unused sand, and his favorite chair...
I don't know why, when Cheng Ke saw these things, he suddenly felt embarrassed and ashamed that his clothes were torn off and displayed on the street.
These things are all in his bedroom and study. When you take it out, every item is ordinary and can be seen by others, but these things belong to him. Once there is such a relationship, these things will When I was shown this again, I had a completely different feeling.
Cheng Yi entered his room, no, not only Cheng Yi, He Yuan must have also entered, after all, Cheng Yi would not carry things by himself, maybe there was someone else.
These people are walking around his room, looking around, picking up his things one by one...
"I don't want to." Cheng Ke said.
"Can you be more realistic?" Cheng Yi looked at him and whispered, "You can't buy all of these things again, right? How much does it cost? You can't be the same as before, without thinking about money at all. question?"
Cheng Ke didn't speak and looked at him with a frown.
"I know you don't like me entering your room," Cheng Yi said, "I haven't been in for so many years, right? You leave like this and don't contact anyone, what can I do? I won't go in and bring things to you. Come here, do you expect Dad to do it for you?"
"I'll say it again," Cheng Ke said, "I don't want these things, and I don't need anyone to bring them over for me. I'm just like when I go out."
Cheng Yi looked at him, his eyes became a little colder, and after a while he smiled again: "I have to get the computer, don't you want such a personal thing?"
"I'm not you," Cheng Ke narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I don't have any private content on my computer that needs to be kept secret."
The smile at the corner of Cheng Yi's mouth disappeared, he stared at him for a while, then turned around and waved at He Yuan: "Go to the garbage station."
He Yuan closed the trunk door and helped Cheng Yi open the passenger door.
Cheng Ke turned around and walked into the corridor.
"Cheng Ke," Cheng Yi called to him from behind, "it's the first time I've seen you so promising, I hope you can hold on, don't let me see you turn around and beg Dad to let you go home ."
Cheng Ke didn't look back, didn't stop in his footsteps, didn't press the elevator after entering the corridor, just pushed open the door of the fire escape and walked in.
He didn't know how Cheng Yi knew that he lived here, but he probably didn't know the floor. The security guard downstairs was very serious and would not tell strangers his room number without his permission.
Although he didn't know why he couldn't let Cheng Yi know which floor he lived on, and what if he knew it... But he still chose the step ladder.
Probably infected by Jiang Yuduo
Neuropathy is so contagious...
The fire escape is a little stuffy, and it will be cleaned every few days, but I can still smell the gray cement smell in the air.
He tilted his head. Although there was a window, he could only see the side of another building from the window. He lowered his head and looked up, a gray wall from the ground to the sky.
Looking back, the darkness is also gray.
Cheng Ke sighed and walked up step by step.
This is the first time he has walked up to the 15th floor for the first time with two bags of breakfast.
He was very tired and his knees were a little sore, but he didn't stop halfway, and he didn't want to move anymore for fear of stopping.
Why not take the elevator
I don't know, what if Cheng Yi is still waiting outside to see the numbers on the elevator
He laughed, crazy.
When he reached the door, he breathed a sigh of relief, and finally arrived, but after taking out the key, he felt that he had lost his strength.
Obviously, he only needs to poke the key into the keyhole and twist it, and he can enter the door, jump on the sofa to rest, then warm up the contents of the bag, and then he can sleep after eating, but he is leaning against the door, why? I don't want to move anymore.
I just raised my hand, and I didn't want to.
He always felt that Cheng Yi would not have any influence on him no matter what, but the fact was that Cheng Yi once again pulled him back more than a month ago.
The whole person was as dejected as the day he just came out of the house.
"Fuck." Cheng Ke pressed his forehead against the door and cursed in a low voice.
After several minutes, he opened the door and entered the house.
At this time, you should force yourself to cheer up. No matter how unsatisfactory your new life is, it has already begun. It is up to you to decide whether you live a good life or not.
Put the gas card in, and heat up the food that is already cold... How to heat it? I don't know, then eat, sleep for a while after eating, wake up...
Fuck you.
Cheng Ke lay on the sofa and closed his eyes. Forget it, plug in a card, add some heat, eat a fart, and just go to sleep.
What a new life.
Funny.
Cheng Ke felt that with his current state, he should have no problem sleeping until tomorrow afternoon.
But he made a mistake in his judgment. He didn't fall asleep for even a second, he closed his eyes and held on, the back of his head and back were sore and numb, and he had to sit up.
Glancing at the phone, he lasted for two hours, and he was considered a strong man.
He opened the phone book, scrolled back and forth in the contacts, and finally clicked on Xu Ding's name.
"Come out for a drink at night." Cheng Ke said.
"Evening?" Xu Ding paused, "Okay, where is it?"
"I don't know, it's still me. I'm too lazy to run, so I have to take a taxi," Cheng Ke said, "You can reserve a place."
"Okay," Xu Ding said, "I'll pick you up and call you at the gate of the community."
"Well," Cheng Ke paused, "did you follow..."
Halfway through the conversation, he stopped again, Xu Ding was not that kind of person, and Xu Ding didn't know which house he rented.
"Xiaoyi knows where you live?" Xu Ding was very keen and asked immediately.
"Just waiting for me downstairs," Cheng Ke was a little embarrassed, "I don't mean anything else, I just don't know how he could find it downstairs."
"I can find it if I want to," Xu Ding smiled, "You and Xiaoyi are really not like two brothers."
"...Really." Cheng Ke sighed.
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Ke checked how to heat food, and finally chose a microwave oven, because the logo on the packaging box is PP5, which can be put into the microwave oven.
He stuffed a few boxes of food into the microwave. He was a little surprised that he knew this kind of common sense. He didn't even remember where he came from.
He was using this microwave for the first time today. He wanted to find the manual and read it first, but after looking at the buttons, he found that the microwave was very friendly to waste, and each button had words written on it.
He studied it for a while and chose "hot buns".
It was so friendly.
The reheated food is steaming hot, not dry, not mushy, and not fried…
Cheng Ke turned on the TV and sat on the sofa eating slowly.
He hadn't eaten the morning tea in Ting Fu Lou for a long time, but he still remembered the taste. He had the illusion that he suddenly fell into memory while eating, and he obviously had nothing to remember.
Maybe it's just the memory of the taste, such as this chicken feet, such as this shrimp dumpling, such as this quicksand bag...
Cheng Ke glanced at the quicksand bag in his hand. He had already bitten half of it. To be exact, this was the third one he had eaten.
"... Your uncle." He put down the half quicksand bag.
In fact, he is not hypocritical. He doesn't say these things when he eats because of upbringing. If he really wants to say it, he will not be unable to eat. The key is that he sees it.
Once this intuitive imagination is associated with the food in the hand, it will be different.
Thinking of Jiang Yuduo, he sighed, and he didn't know how Jiang Yuduo was doing now, maybe he was still dizzy, maybe Chen Qing was sober.
"Sister Qian also said what did you want to buy?" Jiang Yuduo looked at the things on the shelf.
"sesame sauce, sweet noodle sauce," Chen Qing pushed the shopping cart, "what else is there? Douban sauce?"
"Whatever, she runs a sauce shop, and she buys a bunch of sauce every time," Jiang Yuduo picked up a few bottles of sauce, "you can get a few bottles."
"Did you tell her that I'm going to eat?" Chen Qing asked.
"Say," Jiang Yuduo walked towards the cashier, "don't tell her about today's affairs."
"Well, don't worry," Chen Qing said, "but you haven't rested well this time. I always think you've been lacking sleep for a while."
"Probably," Jiang Yuduo said, "there are no rules, anyway, it will be fine after passing it, maybe it makes you angry."
"Jaeger-LeCoultre must have been quite frightened. He probably has never seen such a scene." Chen Qing said.
"Take it down, it's like I'm going to go out for a funeral when you come here. I'm afraid you will cry in his face." Jiang Yuduo took two boxes of refreshing candy beside the cashier. Much better, but still a little uncomfortable.
"Then I also gritted my teeth and stood up and didn't cry," Chen Qing thought for a while, "...I didn't want to cry either."
It's a very comfortable thing to have a meal here with Lu Xi. You don't have to worry about anything. Jiang Yuduo only needs to sit on the sofa with Chen Qing and four dogs to watch TV for an hour, and then you can eat.
After eating, you can continue chatting on the sofa together.
Here at Lucy, he is the most relaxed, and he doesn't always wonder if anyone is following him outside.
Originally I thought about going back after dinner, but after relaxing for two hours, I didn't want to move.
It was not until Lucy drove them away that he got up and went downstairs with Chen Qing.
"Tomorrow I will rest," Chen Qing got into the car, "I will accompany you to remove the board? Didn't the doctor say it can be removed?"
Jiang Yuduo did not speak.
I don't want to dismantle.
Suddenly there was an uneasy feeling, and he turned to look at the lights flashing backwards from the car window.
"I'll come pick you up tomorrow?" Chen Qing asked again.
"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.
When he was about to get home, the phone vibrated in his pocket, he took it out, and the screen displayed, Cheng · mentally handicapped · Ke.
"Who is it?" Chen Qing asked.
"Ji... Cheng Ke." He answered the phone, "Hello?"
"Aren't you at home?" Cheng Ke's voice came out, for some reason, he sounded a little dejected.
"It's almost home," Jiang Yuduo said, "what's the matter with you?"
"Again?" Cheng Ke paused, "Forget it."
"Huh?" Jiang Yuduo was a little puzzled, "What?"
Cheng Ke hung up the phone.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Yuduo took the phone in front of him and looked at it.
"What happened to him?" Chen Qing asked.
"I don't know." Jiang Yuduo frowned and put the phone back in his pocket.
The car turned into the path, he habitually swept the sidewalks on both sides, and saw no suspicious figure, but saw Cheng Ke.
"Is that Jaeger-LeCoultre?" Chen Qing pointed to the sidewalk on the right.
"Yes," Jiang Yuduo reached out and honked the horn, "Go over."
Cheng Ke was walking slowly in the opposite direction to them, walking along the sidewalk, without any response to the sound of the horn.
Chen Qing parked the car on the side of the road, the headlights swayed to Cheng Ke's face, he just raised his hand to block it and continued to move forward.
"Hey, if I hadn't known him, I would have robbed him today," Chen Qing honked his horn again, "This kind of vigilance is not as vigilant as the kid next door."
"I'll take you to the robbery in a while and realize your dream for many years. If you don't give me a robbery tonight, let's see how I will kill you," Jiang Yuduo opened the car door, grabbed it and walked to the door. Cheng Ke, "Where's this young master sleepwalking?"
Cheng Ke suddenly twitched his arm and raised his head.
Jiang Yuduo smelled the alcohol on him: "Drinking?"
"No." Cheng Ke said.
"Why are you looking for me?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
Cheng Ke held the car door and looked at him, as if making up his mind. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "I forgot my keys when I went out."