Jiang Yuduo was stunned by Cheng Ke's roar for a long time before he recovered: "Damn it."
Cheng Ke ignored him and watched with his phone.
"You should pay attention to your tone when you talk to me in the future," Jiang Yuduo said. "No one in this movie has ever dared to talk to me like that."
"I'm not yours." Cheng Ke said angrily.
Jiang Yuduo frowned and couldn't find anything to refute for a while, so he tilted his head and looked at Cheng Ke playing with his phone.
Cheng Ke's cell phone was very boring, Jiang Yuduo watched him turn the pages back and forth, then poke in something and then exit, poke another and then exit.
There are no games and no interesting software. Cheng Ke even poked into the taxi app and the navigation to take a look.
This is the most boring mobile phone Jiang Yuduo has ever seen. It feels like it's basically just holding it and making a phone call to receive a message. It's useless.
"Do you know it's rude to look at other people's phones like this?" Cheng Ke glanced at him.
"You're still afraid of people looking at your phone?" Jiang Yuduo said, "There's no fart, I don't even bother to read it."
"Is this what I told you?" Cheng Ke turned his head, "Can I not digress?"
"You're almost done with an old phone," Jiang Yuduo said. "It's too wasteful to use a phone with a few thousand dollars in size. You'll have to cry all night long when you have this phone in your hands."
"I told you not to look at my phone!" Cheng Ke glared at him, "Do you understand?"
"Understood!" Jiang Yuduo roared a little embarrassed, "You must have been kicked out because you were too long-winded!"
After thinking about it, I was still upset, so I threw my phone on Cheng Ke: "Come on, let's see it back, hurry up, just look at it!"
Cheng Ke clicked his tongue, picked up his mobile phone, and glanced at the still lit screen: "Her white thighs..."
"Fuck?" Jiang Yuduo reached out and tried to get the phone back, "What is it? Let me see!"
Cheng Ke blocked his hand, turned to the phone and continued to read: "The wind blew her hair, revealing her snow-white neck and..."
"Ah!" Jiang Yuduo shouted, "You fucking did it on purpose!"
"You have to let me see it," Cheng Ke returned the phone to him, "You are too embarrassed to give your phone to others when you are watching this kind of thing?"
"What kind of thing am I looking at?" Jiang Yuduo was speechless and poked a few times on the screen with his hand, "She pointed her sword at that Human Dao, you and I are the only ones who can leave here today... why don't you read this? What? It's a fucking fight, you're just picking on Xuebai and Xuebai's fart."
"Isn't Xuebai what you're looking at everywhere?" Cheng Ke said.
"Can you be a little more conscious of being dependent on others?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Good night." Cheng Ke smiled, pulled the pillow down and lay down.
Jiang Yuduo was upset. He wrote a good article, but Cheng Kenian became a little Huang Wen. He frowned and slowly continued to read.
The next chapter began to play. There was not a single snow white, nor a leg or a neck in the whole chapter. He glanced at Cheng Ke.
Cheng Ke's face was lying on his side, and he didn't move.
"Hey, are you asleep?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
Cheng Ke didn't move or make a sound.
Jiang Yuduo hesitated for a while, then leaned over and held the phone in front of Cheng Ke's face, then pushed him: "You fucking read this to me!"
Cheng Ke remained silent.
"Are you pretending to be asleep?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
Cheng Ke laughed and laughed out loud.
"Have you seen it? You fucking laugh again and I'll throw it out for you, do you believe it?" Jiang Yuduo said, "Read!"
"Hey," Cheng Ke sighed and looked at the phone, "Her soft waist twisted slightly..."
"Go away!" Jiang Yuduo took back the phone and glanced at it, Cheng Ke really didn't make up.
Write a fight, write a fight! Is there something wrong with this author? Who the hell sees if your waist is soft when you fight!
"Don't look at it," Jiang Yuduo grabbed the pillow and threw it at Cheng Ke's wall, "Sleep!"
The switch on the wall snapped and the lights in the house were turned off.
Cheng Ke was taken aback by his unrestrained way of turning off the lights: "Can you just let me turn off?"
"I don't want to talk to you," Jiang Yuduo put down the pillow, "son."
"What?" Cheng Ke was stunned.
"You said it yourself, and tell me another word is my son," Jiang Yuduo said, "I have always given you face and did not recognize your relatives, and now I have decided to do so."
Only then did Cheng Ke remember what he said when he slammed out the door before: "Childish."
"You're the most mature," Jiang Yuduo said. "Why didn't you throw away all your torn clothes today? It would be nice to go back shirtless."
"Shut up." Cheng Ke sighed and said again after thinking about it, "Can you get that key back? The keychain with the cat's head is still on it."
"Well," Jiang Yuduo responded, "I will get up tomorrow and ask for it."
"Why don't I... let's make a report," Cheng Ke said, "install a fingerprint lock."
"Okay, but let's talk about it first, my fingerprints have to be recorded." Jiang Yuduo said.
"...Why?" Cheng Ke turned his head.
"Because I used to be able to get in with the key, but now I can't," Jiang Yuduo said, "and I said at the beginning that the lock is not allowed."
Cheng Ke was a little hesitant. In fact, he was really not sure whether Jiang Yuduo would enter his house. Jiang Yuduo was not bad, strictly speaking. He was different from the gangsters in his impression. The boss is very childish, but he's really not sure what he'll do when he's in a convulsion.
But in the end he still nodded: "Okay."
"I won't go in," Jiang Yuduo said, "I still count what I say."
"Well." Cheng Ke responded.
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak any more, the bedroom was so quiet and awkward, Cheng Ke closed his eyes and kept ordering himself to go to bed quickly, so that he would not be embarrassed when he fell asleep.
But half of his body was numb, and he didn't fall asleep.
He had an injury on the back of his head, so he couldn't lie on his back. If he wanted to change his posture, he could only go to the left side. But when he was sleeping, there was a person lying in front of him, which was more awkward than numbing half of his body.
He persisted for a while, but he couldn't carry it, and his right arm was numb. The key was that he still had an injury on his right arm.
Cheng Ke gritted his teeth, turned over, and turned to lie on his left side. He glanced at Jiang Yuduo again. The man fell asleep on his back. Cheng Ke really wanted to push him and make him turn over and face him with his back.
While thinking about it, he saw Jiang Yuduo's eyes blink twice by the moonlight.
"Do you also suffer from insomnia?" Jiang Yuduo suddenly turned his head.
"...I didn't," Cheng Ke rubbed back, "it's not easy for me to fall asleep if I change places."
"Oh." Jiang Yuduo turned around and continued to face the sky.
"You always fall asleep?" Cheng Ke asked.
"It's not always insomnia," Jiang Yuduo said, "I only lose ten and eight days a month."
"Then I have to go to the doctor..." Cheng Ke remembered that Jiang Yuduo didn't seem to want to go to the hospital, so he didn't say any more.
After a while of silence, Jiang Yuduo turned to look at him again: "Hey, why are you called such a name? I've always wanted to ask."
"What's the reason," Cheng Ke said, "my dad gave it, stick to it, that's about it, but the hope is too great, and the disappointment is a bit violent."
Jiang Yuduo smiled: "What about your brother? What's your name?"
"Cheng Yi," Cheng Ke said, "the translation of the translation is changed to Shuxinbeside."
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak, whether he was thinking or didn't understand at all.
After a while, he took the phone and poked it a few times: "There really is this word, yi, happy."
"Well." Cheng Ke responded.
Jiang Yuduo threw the mobile phone on the bedside table and thought about it: "When your brother was born, your father wasn't disappointed yet."
"What?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Look, your name is very strict," Jiang Yuduo said, "then your brother just needs to be happy and has no requirements, so it shouldn't be a waste by then, right?"
Cheng Ke glanced at him, and sometimes Jiang Yuduo can really ponder.
"Yes," Cheng Ke smiled, "My brother is two years younger than me, and when I was two years old, I couldn't see that he was a waste."
"But it's not as good as the three-and-a-half-year-old child next door." Jiang Yuduo said.
"You must go next door tomorrow to see what kind of child you are." Cheng Ke sighed.
"It's cute, she's really smart," Jiang Yuduo said, "it's just that his grandmother is so good at bragging, she said that he can talk in three months. I asked her if she said yes or no, no Take care of me."
Cheng Ke laughed: "You really owe it."
"It's about the same as you." Jiang Yuduo said, "I didn't think you were such a person at first."
"Well," Cheng Ke said, "I didn't think you were the same as Chen Qing at first."
"Go away, Chen Qing is a fool." Jiang Yuduo snorted.
"Your name, in fact, I also want to ask." Cheng Ke said.
Jiang Yuduo was silent for a while before asking, "What?"
"It's... It's weird," Cheng Ke said, "Why do you have such a name, you can take it, you can take your life and kill it... It sounds a bit... "
"I don't know," Jiang Yuduo said in a deep voice, "I can't remember what they looked like."
Cheng Ke was stunned, he couldn't see Jiang Yuduo's expression, but when he heard the voice, he should have suddenly felt a little depressed.
"I'm sorry." Cheng Ke said.
"I'm sorry?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"It's... I'm sorry." Cheng Ke had to explain again, "I just didn't know about it, so I brought it up."
"Hey," Jiang Yuduo sighed, "Can't you be thick-skinned, I'm embarrassed all day long, can I come over?"
"Okay." Cheng Ke smiled.
Jiang Yuduo didn't have parents, which he didn't expect. He always imagined that Jiang Yuduo, the boss who collects rent, fights and accepts younger brothers all day long, should have a pair of parents of similar styles.
"Then who are you..." Cheng Ke didn't really want to continue to ask, but he was a little curious. After all, people like Jiang Yuduo's way of life are too far away from him. "How did you grow up?"
"Eat, drink, sleep," Jiang Yuduo said, "and then grow up."
"Damn." Cheng Ke laughed.
Jiang Yuduo laughed along with him, and after a while he said again, "I can't remember a lot of things."
"Oh." Cheng Ke looked at him.
"Not very good." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke suddenly remembered the injuries on his body, and suddenly regretted it for a while. How could he be so uncountable at this moment? It's really inappropriate to ask such a question.
An embarrassment almost blurted out again, but he tried to bite.
Sorry, this kind of words may be a little too thin for Jiang Yuduo's experience.
"Sleep," Cheng Ke closed his eyes, "good night."
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak.
Cheng Ke felt that the wine he drank today might have a strange formula. He can't sleep now, and he is not sleepy. He closed his eyes in high spirits.
It's really painful.
But what comforted him a little was that Jiang Yuduo seemed to be asleep.
It was estimated that it would be an hour after he said good night. In short, when Cheng Ke's left body began to numb again, Jiang Yuduo's breathing slowed down.
Cheng Ke breathed a sigh of relief.
After waiting for a while, he turned over slowly and turned to the right again.
He had never tasted the taste of not being able to sleep at night, his sleep quality was always good, even in those days when Cheng Yi was inexplicably slapped the pot and his father pointed his nose at him and scolded the trash every day, he didn't lose much. I haven't had any sleepless nights since I left home.
Now in Jiang Yuduo's place, I can taste it every time. I don't know if it's because he always sleeps insomnia, and the aura of this room has been affected...
Then will this house pass on Jiang Yuduo's godly babble to him
Cheng Ke remembered how Jiang Yuduo looked when he was flushing with his arms stretched out in front of the pool today.
And his eyes.
Maybe Jiang Yuduo's ability to recover is too strong, and Cheng Ke has not thought about it again until late at night when people are still thinking about it.
I dare not move.
They see you.
Cheng Ke didn't pay too much attention to these two sentences before. In contrast, Jiang Yuduo's state of being in a bad state attracted all his attention.
When he thought about it now, he suddenly felt a hair on his back.
He couldn't help leaning back, squeezed the quilt between the two of them tightly against his back, and stopped, and couldn't help but prop up his body and look back.
Jiang Yuduo was still sleeping on his back and never moved.
But frowned.
Cheng Ke lay back on the pillow and sighed softly.
He never imagined that he would usher in such a new life after he left home.
He always felt that it was just a change of place to live, a different environment to continue his life as he wanted to do nothing.
As a result, these two months... It's wonderful.
His 27 years of rubbish career, together with it, would not be worth more than two months of writing.
But he certainly won't write, he doesn't even read novels...
Snow-white thighs.
Cheng Ke closed his eyes and smiled.
A rooster is crowing outside the window.
Cheng Ke touched the phone in surprise. He was so full of brains running around for a while, and the chickens were crowed
The time displayed on the phone is 3:11.
Cheng Ke was stunned for a while, and put the phone back under the pillow.
What kind of shit is this
It's a little too unprofessional to chime at three o'clock, isn't it
… What time should the chickens croak
Four o'clock? Five o'clock
Jiang Yuduo's slow breathing suddenly became faster.
Woke up by a chicken
Cheng Ke hurriedly lay down and closed his eyes. If Jiang Yuduo woke up at this time, he would really have no words to talk about.
Jiang Yuduo's breathing became faster and heavier, and it sounded like he was out of breath.
Cheng Ke opened his eyes.
What is this movement
He was embarrassed to look back, because it sounded like he was doing something shameful.
In the middle of the night, suddenly became sexually erotic? And there was an outsider sleeping beside him.
Unlikely, right
Cheng Ke noticed at this moment that the mattress did not tremble, and Jiang Yuduo was lying still.
sick
Cheng Ke suddenly turned over nervously, staring at Jiang Yuduo's face through the moonlight outside the curtain.
Jiang Yuduo frowned tightly, panting quickly.
Cheng Ke found that the breathing should be different from when he was doing something, Jiang Yuduo seemed to be... out of breath.
"Hey," Cheng Ke quickly pushed him, "Jiang Yuduo?"
Jiang Yuduo's body shook with him, but he didn't wake up, still panting hard.
"Jiang Yuduo!" Cheng Ke sat up, grabbed his shoulder and shook it again, raising his voice, "What's wrong with you?"
Jiang Yuduo said something very low, because he was still breathing, the sentence was vague, it sounded like a dream, but Cheng Ke couldn't hear it clearly.
"What did you say?" Cheng Ke patted his face, "Wake up."
Jiang Yuduo turned his head to the side, Cheng Ke could clearly see the scar on his face, for some reason, in this state, the scar suddenly made him feel scared.
"It's not... Really." Jiang Yuduo said again.
This time Cheng Ke heard it clearly.
"What's not real?" He was stunned for a while, and then reacted suddenly, is this a nightmare
"It's not true." Jiang Yuduo said, still breathing hard.
"Yes, it's not true." Cheng Ke had the feeling that he was about to be suffocated to death. In a hurry, he grabbed Jiang Yuduo's shoulder and pulled him up, and Jiang Yuduo leaned forward on his shoulder.
"It's not true, it's not true." Cheng Ke patted him on the back, patted him twice, couldn't help but slapped him on the back again, "You fucking wake up!"
Jiang Yuduo's breathing paused, then inhaled fiercely, and then let out a long sigh of relief.
"Awake?" Cheng Ke patted him twice again and turned his head to look, but Jiang Yuduo was still lying on his shoulders, unable to see his face.
"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded with a heavy nasal voice, full of confusion.
"Did you have a nightmare?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Well," Jiang Yuduo continued to respond, and after a while he snorted again, "Huh?"
"Huh?" Cheng Ke frowned, "Are you awake?"
Jiang Yuduo lost his voice, and after two seconds, he sat up suddenly and pushed him away.
"Fuck," Cheng Ke had no support behind his back, and was slapped directly on the bed by his palm. Fortunately, when the back of his head fell, there was a quilt under it. If it hit the foot of the bed, he would now be able to jump up and take the cat-head ashtray. Called on Jiang Yuduo's face, "I should have slapped you a few fucking times just now."
Jiang Yuduo stared at him for a while, then reached out and pulled him up.
"I had a nightmare." Jiang Yuduo rubbed his face.
"I see," Cheng Ke said, "I was dreaming so deeply that I couldn't wake up for a long time."
"Very... scary," Jiang Yuduo lowered his head, rested his arms on his knees and hugged his head, and scratched at his head a few times, "Fuck."
"What did you dream about?" Cheng Ke asked, "I can't breathe anymore."
Jiang Yuduo did not speak.
"Drink some water and then go to sleep." Cheng Ke said.
Jiang Yuduo held his head in silence for a while, then suddenly raised his head to look at him: "Don't be afraid."
"What..." Cheng Ke was stunned, "what am I afraid of?"
"With me." Jiang Yuduo hugged his head again.
Cheng Ke said this inexplicably with some fear: "What are you talking about?"
"They saw you," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'm a little worried, don't go out these days, I'll take you back tomorrow."
"Who are they?" Cheng Ke asked.
"...I can't explain it to you now," Jiang Yuduo raised his head, "I'm in a mess right now."
"Okay," Cheng Ke was indeed a little confused when he saw his expression, "wait for you... I'll talk about it when you wake up."
Jiang Yuduo glanced at him, leaned back on the head of the bed, lit a cigarette, and said, "Go to sleep, I can't sleep right now."
"Well." Cheng Ke pulled the quilt over and lay back on the pillow.
Probably frightened, after Jiang Yuduo said he couldn't sleep, he closed his eyes and fell asleep within a few minutes.
But I didn't sleep for a long time. It was about the same time as I usually get up. When I woke up, the mobile phone showed that it was 8:10 in the morning.
Cheng Ke turned his head and glanced at Jiang Yuduo. No one was there, and the quilt was rolled up in a mess.
He got out of bed, put on his clothes and went to wash, and found that Jiang Yuduo was not in the room either.
After washing up, Cheng Ke took the phone and flipped through the contacts, walked to the window, and looked out.
At a glance, he saw Jiang Yuduo squatting on the sidewalk across the street with a cigarette in his hand.
Cheng Ke put the phone aside and looked at him.
Not long after, a thin middle-aged man ran over and handed something to Jiang Yuduo.
Jiang Yuduo took the things and stood up, looked to both sides and then crossed the street.
"Wake up?" Jiang Yuduo was stunned to see him when he entered the room, "I thought you were going to sleep until the afternoon."
"Just got up." Cheng Ke said.
"Here." Jiang Yuduo threw the things in his hand.
Cheng Ke caught it and glanced at it, it was the key, and the cat's head was still on it.
"Chen Qing bought breakfast and came over immediately," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'll send you back after I finish eating."
"...Okay." Cheng Ke nodded.
"Aren't you going out today?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Should..." Cheng Ke thought for a while, "Let's not go."
"Okay." Jiang Yuduo said.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Ke asked, "You said last night..."
"I will follow you during this time," Jiang Yuduo looked at him, "wherever you are, I will be there."
"What?" Cheng Ke thought he didn't hear clearly.
"Where are you, I'll be there," Jiang Yuduo said, "how come I've lost my ear for half a night of insomnia."
"Why!" Cheng Ke felt that he was full of inexplicable writing from head to toe.
"No reason," Jiang Yuduo said, "I can do whatever I want on my site."