Given that the atmosphere between the two of them was still very tense 20 minutes ago, even if they had eased a little earlier, Cheng Ke was unwilling to show special attention now.
But he sat in the chair and watched for at least two minutes, Jiang Yuduo had always been like that, leaning sideways, looking down at his arm that was running cold water under the faucet.
The arm is still shaking. To be honest, the wound is quite long, but not deep. For an injured professional like Jiang Yuduo, it should not be so painful to tremble.
It could be frozen.
Looking at the weather, it might snow in the middle of the night, and Jiang Yuduo just rushed for the cold water... Even if he was shivering from the cold, he couldn't stop washing it
Meow jumped off the sofa, walked from Cheng Ke's legs to the kitchen, and rubbed his tail on his ankle.
Cheng Ke found the entry point and said to the kitchen, "Are you hungry?"
Meow cooperated and let out a cry while rubbing against the kitchen door frame.
But Jiang Yuduo didn't move, and still stared at his trembling arm intently.
Cheng Ke hesitated for a while and stood up, no matter what he said, there was something wrong with this state.
"Jiang Yuduo?" He walked to the door and called, but didn't dare to approach.
Jiang Yuduo's face was slightly skewed, and the angle was very small. If you looked carefully, you wouldn't even notice it, but it moved a little bit, and then it continued to freeze.
Cheng Ke admitted that he was a little scared now. Combined with the moody impression Jiang Yuduo had always given him, he always felt that if he got close, Jiang Yuduo would pick up the kitchen knife on the cutting board next to him and chop it at him in the next second. .
"Are you all right?" Cheng Ke still walked to the pool and stood behind Jiang Yuduo.
Just like Dabin's sentence before, "Third brother, let us watch it nearby, for fear of being stared at when you leave in a while."
Jiang Yuduo seemed to move with difficulty and turned slightly to the side.
Cheng Ke didn't speak any more, reached out and patted his back gently, Jiang Yuduo's body trembled as if it had been electrocuted.
"I turned off the water." Cheng Ke said and slowly turned on the faucet.
Jiang Yuduo's arm was still stretched above the pool, but Cheng Ke carefully grabbed his hand and pulled it back.
Jiang Yuduo's hands and arms were terrifyingly ice-cold, and the wounds had been washed a little white, but after a few seconds, blood began to flow out of the wounds again. It seems that Jiang Yuduo did not lie when he said that his platelets were low. The wound now looks no different from the one just wounded.
"Are you asleep?" Cheng Ke asked.
"...No." Jiang Yuduo's voice was a little hoarse.
"So long?" Cheng Ke said, "I thought you..."
"I don't dare to move." Jiang Yuduo said, his voice was very soft, with a subtle vibrato.
"What?" Cheng Ke was stunned.
"They saw you." Jiang Yuduo said, his brows furrowed and his lips turned white.
"Who?" Cheng Ke asked, "Are those people who fought just now?"
"No." Jiang Yuduo still frowned.
"Who is that?" Cheng Ke stared at his face.
Jiang Yuduo's face was completely absent from the usual arrogance and pull, the frowning eyebrows and drooping eyelids, and a slightly pale complexion, which made him look a little pitiful.
Cheng Ke's questioning, he did not answer, just remained silent.
When Cheng Ke wanted to pull him back to the living room, he raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Ke: "I'm fine, you go out."
Cheng Ke looked at him for a while, Jiang Yuduo had nothing in his eyes, and could not see any emotion, but it was not completely blank, which inexplicably made people feel fear.
Fear from Jiang Yuduo.
Cheng Ke nodded, turned back to the living room, and sat beside the table.
He didn't look in the kitchen anymore, always felt that Jiang Yuduo didn't want anyone to see him like this.
Cheng Ke looked at the salt spread on the table and a few bags of unfinished barbecue, sighed softly, took the bottle of terrible wine, poured it into a bowl and drank it.
Jiang Yuduo's eyes made him a little uneasy.
This look does not match Jiang Yuduo's usual state, and I feel that he is not a person who can have such a look at all.
However, this is not the first time Cheng Ke has seen such eyes.
"I've seen bad guys," Jiang Yuduo said, "more than the children and grandchildren you've shot."
His eyes were the same then as he is now.
Forget it, don't want that anymore.
Cheng Ke is not a curious baby, and his upbringing does not allow him to get to the bottom of a person who has no deep friendship. Even thinking about it in his mind makes him feel embarrassed and a little embarrassed.
He hugged the cat that had jumped on the table, pinched its paws and shook the salt grains stuck to the fur.
"You want to steal something to eat, right," he whispered, bringing Meow's paw to its own mouth, "These things are salty, you can't eat them, don't you believe you lick your paws?"
Meow didn't lick his paws, just lightly bit his fingers.
"You should stay here for the night today." Jiang Yuduo said as he walked out of the kitchen.
Cheng Ke turned to look at him.
Jiang Yuduo has returned to his usual appearance, and the hoarseness in his voice has disappeared, which surprised Cheng Ke a little.
... the birth of a playwright.
But he soon felt guilty for having such a first reaction, frowned and said nothing.
"Don't look reluctant," Jiang Yuduo took the medicine box and sat on the sofa, took some powder and sprinkled it on the wound, and then took a large ball of cotton wool and pressed it with a long strip. , "If you don't want to, go out and find the key yourself."
"I don't... I don't want to." Cheng Ke didn't ask him why he didn't go to help him find the key again.
However, it was a little awkward to say this. His original intention was to express that he was not unwilling to spend the night here, but no matter how he said it, it sounded like he was afraid that Jiang Yuduo might change his mind.
"I don't dare to go out now." Jiang Yuduo spoke quickly and vaguely.
Cheng Ke glanced at him, Jiang Yuduo was a little depressed when he said this.
A boss who dare not go out is probably a bit embarrassing for him.
"Well." Cheng Ke responded.
"Go to bed." Jiang Yuduo took a roll of medical tape, bit it with his teeth, and started wrapping it around his arm.
"I'll just sleep on the sofa," Cheng Ke said, "you can sleep on the bed."
Jiang Yuduo glanced at him: "I also sleep in bed."
Cheng Ke was stunned, and asked after a while, "How many beds do you have?"
"One," Jiang Yuduo said impatiently, "I'm a fucking bachelor, how many beds can I have?"
"Let's sleep in the same bed?" Cheng Ke was very shocked and very reluctant.
Not only because of the "homosexuality" problem between them, it would be very embarrassing to sleep in the same bed. Cheng Ke had never slept in the same bed with anyone since he was a child, and he couldn't bear to sleep with him while he was sleeping. There is one person.
"What?" Jiang Yuduo stared at him and seemed surprised, "Are you still afraid that I will take advantage of you?"
Cheng Ke sighed: "I don't know where you have any good injuries. Don't roll on the ground just to hide from me. I'll just sleep on the sofa."
"Whatever," Jiang Yuduo lowered his head and bit off the tape, "you can sleep on the sofa if you want, but let me tell you first, meow urinated twice on the top of my head today."
"...Fuck me?" Cheng Ke got up and stared at the sofa.
He didn't pay attention to it before, but now he looks carefully and realizes that this sofa is interesting enough. The fabric sofa looks old after a few years. In addition, it is gray-blue and looks even older. It was caught by meow. The thread has added a sense of age, and now tell him that there are two bubbles of cat urine on it
"Here." Jiang Yuduo pointed to the side.
Cheng Ke followed his fingers and saw two faint traces.
"But it's already done," Jiang Yuduo patted on top, "I'm mainly afraid that you will be careful, if Chen Qing would have gone to sleep immediately."
Cheng Ke didn't speak.
"I can get you a bed sheet for a while," Jiang Yuduo packed the medicine box, "urin on this end, and sleep on the other side of your head."
Cheng Ke still didn't speak.
He kept telling himself, don't be pretentious, don't be poor, don't be arrogant, and don't have the key and ID card... Do you really need an ID card when staying in a hotel? So next time you go out, should you bring your ID card
Forget it, I have to bring it today, I guess I will throw it away together with the key.
Jiang Yuduo stood up, entered the bedroom and opened the cabinet.
Cheng Ke had to make a decision immediately, whether to sleep on the urine or on the bed.
When Jiang Yuduo struggled to pull out a sheet from the closet he didn't know what he had piled up, but it must have been very full, Cheng Ke quietly approached the sofa and patted on the edge of the two traces. The smell of it made him grit his teeth: "I'd better go to bed."
"I'll fuck you uncle!" Jiang Yuduo looked at him while holding the sheet.
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to toss," Cheng Ke stood up and pointed to the sofa, "but I can still smell it."
"Nonsense just urinated in the afternoon," Jiang Yuduo said, "otherwise can I make you go to bed!"
Cheng Ke didn't speak.
"You fucking stuff me back!" Jiang Yuduo threw the sheets on the bed.
"Okay." Cheng Ke hurriedly walked into the bedroom, after all, Jiang Yuduo had just been injured on his hand.
He picked up the sheets from the bed, turned around and looked at the cabinet, stunned: "Where did you take it from...?"
The cupboard was stuffed with various blankets, quilts, sheets, thick quilts, small quilts, and clothes, all of which were tightly seamed, leaving no traces of the sheets once staying in the cupboard.
"I don't know," Jiang Yuduo fell on the bed and looked at him with some schadenfreude with his arms on his back, "Just stuff it."
Cheng Ke stared at the contents in the cabinet, then reached out and poked among the various quilts and blankets, and finally found a place in the lower part of the center that seemed to have plenty of room to poke.
He rounded up the sheets and shoved them over there.
The sheets went in a small lump, there is hope!
Push it further, and go in a little more!
He heard Jiang Yuduo's laughter.
In order to make a quick decision, he stretched his hand inwards while trying to lift things up, trying to make more room for the sheets.
With just this action, the things in the cabinet, bounded by his arm, suddenly collapsed.
Before Cheng Ke could react, a pile of clothes and blankets smashed onto his head and scattered on the ground.
"Fuck!" he yelled in shock.
Just when he felt that Jiang Yuduo might rush over to beat him, he heard Jiang Yuduo's wild laughter.
"I'm so fucking obsessed with you..." Jiang Yuduo was lying on the bed with his stomach covered in laughter until his eyes disappeared, "It can be put in now, right?"
Cheng Ke leaned against the cabinet door and sighed softly: "I'm sorry, I really... I really... have never done this kind of work."
"It's alright," Jiang Yuduo smiled for a while before he waved his hand, "don't worry about it, just throw it there and clean it up tomorrow."
"Throw it to the ground?" Cheng Ke looked at him.
"Otherwise?" Jiang Yuduo spread his hands.
Cheng Ke glanced around. The things in the bedroom were very simple. There was a bed, two wardrobes, and a bedside table beside the bed, but there was a mobile phone, a lamp, a cup, a tissue, and a cat-head night light. Cheng Ke remembered the keychain. It seems that Jiang Yuduo likes cats very much... He felt a little embarrassed at once.
There was also a rocking chair by the window. Cheng Ke picked up everything on the ground and piled it up hard.
"Has your family hired more than a hundred babysitters?" Jiang Yuduo sat up and took off his shirt.
"...Ah," Cheng Ke turned his head, ah only after he understood what he was talking about, "where are the more than 100, just a few, the auntie who cleans and cooks."
"I'm very envious," Jiang Yuduo jumped out of bed and walked out of the bedroom, "If I had to force an aunt here, it would only be Aunt Chen Qing."
Cheng Ke laughed: "Damn."
"I'm going to wash up," Jiang Yuduo said, "you line up."
"Well." Cheng Ke responded.
After Jiang Yuduo entered the bathroom, he breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the edge of the bed, and rubbed his face.
He also often spends the night at other people's houses, but they all have separate rooms, and he has never been so embarrassed to stay in the same bedroom with others, standing, not sitting, or not.
He looked at the things in the bedroom again, it was very simple, and he could see that Jiang Yuduo was very casual, and there were many scratches and bumps on the things.
But it was probably because there were too few things, so it looked neat. Jiang Yuduo should usually be able to tidy up, and the cabinet that was about to explode was the proof.
"Go wash," Jiang Yuduo went into the bedroom, still shirtless, the scars on his body were still dazzling, "there is mouthwash beside the cup."
"Oh," Cheng Ke stood up, "you use mouthwash?"
"I don't need that stuff, it's the one that comes from the supermarket, it's the kind in bags," Jiang Yuduo jumped up and slammed it on the bed, stretching, "You're so particular, just use that one, so I don't have to throw it away. waste."
"Well." Cheng Ke nodded.
Sure enough, there was a small bag of mouthwash in travel packs in the bathroom. He picked it up and looked at it. It still smelled peach, which he liked very much. Although he could only wipe his face with paper, it made him very happy.
When he returned to the bedroom after washing up, Jiang Yuduo had taken off his underwear and was lying on the bed holding his phone, probably reading a novel.
"You cover that," Jiang Yuduo glanced at him and pointed to a quilt beside him, "You lifted the cabinet, just enough to take it out, or else you have to cover Chen Qing's cover. that."
"Thank you." Cheng Ke smiled.
After laughing, he stood beside the bed and hesitated a bit. Should he sleep with his clothes on, or should he take off his clothes? How far would he take off so that Jiang Yuduo would not have an opinion on him
"Aren't you going to sleep?" Jiang Yuduo turned to ask him.
"Sleep." Cheng Ke gritted his teeth and took off his clothes. After taking it off, he found that there was also a hole in the sleeve of the sweater.
Of course, this is nonsense. If his arm can be injured like that, it must be worn inside and out, but he is still very depressed.
"Wear my clothes tomorrow," Jiang Yuduo said. "Today, this fight was defeated by 10,000, right?"
Cheng Ke sighed, and when he was about to lift the quilt and sit on the bed, Jiang Yuduo patted the board: "If you take off your trousers, you can sleep on the sofa. replaced."
"Oh," Cheng Ke had to stand up and undo the belt, "I'm actually afraid of you..."
"What are you afraid of me?" Jiang Yuduo snorted, "I'm not fucking interested in men, you are afraid of shit!"
"I'm fucking afraid that you don't mind what I do to you!" Cheng Ke was very speechless. "You also said that Chen Qing, what's the difference between your brain and his? It's all the same style. Don't laugh at him in the future."
"I don't mind," Jiang Yuduo laughed, "what can you do to me, the back of your head is still open."
Cheng Ke really didn't want to talk anymore, he gritted his teeth and took off his trousers from the bed, pulled the quilt over, and lay down with his back to Jiang Yuduo.
"You are in good shape, have you practiced?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"I've practiced," Cheng Ke closed his eyes, "I practiced taekwondo for a while before."
"No wonder, you look different from others when you fight." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke felt the mattress move, and it was estimated that Jiang Yuduo had turned over.
This awkward co-sleeping in the same bed made Cheng Ke's nerves unable to relax, and he could hear any small movement of Jiang Yuduo clearly.
Just thinking about it, Jiang Yuduo's voice suddenly sounded behind his ears: "Hey."
Cheng Ke was startled, turned his head quickly, and immediately pointed to the tip of Jiang Yu's nose, he asked in shock, "Why?"
"Do you have time to teach me?" Jiang Yuduo said, reaching out and tugging at the sheets on his side.
Only then did Cheng Ke realize that he was just turning his body to clean the sheets, and he immediately pushed 10,000 donkeys in his heart: "Aren't you pretty good at fighting?"
"I didn't want to fight, I just thought it was interesting," Jiang Yuduo lay back and leaned on the bedside, "You don't have much art to do anyway, teach me when you have nothing to do."
"... Hmm." Cheng Ke could only answer.
Jiang Yuduo nodded, reached out and lit a cigarette from the bedside table.
"Are you smoking in bed?" Cheng Ke was about to turn his head to lie down, but he couldn't lie down anymore, so he twisted his neck and looked at him.
"What's wrong with smoking in bed?" Jiang Yuduo held his cigarette, "I didn't shoot the ash on your head."
Cheng Ke was speechless for a while, and after tensing up for a long time, he simply sat up, put the pillow upright and leaned against the head of the bed: "Give me one."
Jiang Yuduo smiled and handed him the cigarette case and lighter.
"What about the ash?" Cheng Ke lit his cigarette and looked around, but there was no ashtray.
"On the ground," Jiang Yuduo said, "get up and sweep tomorrow."
"Then you just told me to leave those quilts alone, you just flicked soot on the ground." Cheng Ke sighed.
"Are you annoying!" Jiang Yuduo frowned, "Isn't there no quilt on the ground now!"
Cheng Ke thought about it and thought it made sense.
Jiang Yuduo sat up and opened the drawer of the bedside table, took something out of it and threw it on him: "Give it, it's for the young master!"
Cheng Ke glanced at it. It was a cat-head ashtray with light blue glass. I didn't know if it had been used or washed. It was very clean and beautiful.
"Thank you." Cheng Ke took the ashtray and flicked the ashtray into it.
The two of them didn't speak after that. Jiang Yuduo was probably reading a novel and holding his mobile phone intently, Cheng Ke kept looking at the two cabinets, the one on the left was covered with bedding, and the one on the right should be full of clothes.
I don't know if clothes are also so explosively stuffed into a cabinet.
After smoking a cigarette in silence, Cheng Ke felt that he had no sleepiness, so he could only take the mobile phone and open it to look at it randomly.
"Hey, I have a question. I'm a little embarrassed to ask, but I still want to ask." Jiang Yuduo said while looking at his phone.
"Then ask when you're embarrassed." Cheng Ke said.
"You lie here with me like this," Jiang Yuduo turned his head, "Will there be any reaction?"
Cheng Ke had actually guessed what he was going to ask. If it was another question, Jiang Yuduo would not be "a little embarrassed to ask" at all.
"No." Cheng Ke replied.
Indeed not, at least not now, and now he just feels awkward.
"Can't you?" Jiang Yuduo was a little surprised, "If I stay with a girl like this, I don't think I can wait for her to react when she lies beside her."
Cheng Ke took a breath and let it out slowly, trying not to be too helpless: "Which woman have you stayed with like this?"
Jiang Yuduo thought for a while: "No."
"...No?" Cheng Ke turned his head to look at him, and couldn't hold back his roar, "You don't have to help me imagining a fart here!"