"The effect is great," Xu Ding looked at the people around him, "Let's go now? Don't stay for a while? Let's have a meal together."
"No," Cheng Ke said, "I have no appetite just after the performance, and I can't understand these things."
"It's all in trouble, I'm still a grade away from you." Xu Ding smiled.
"Don't be flattering." Cheng Ke also smiled.
"Just now..." Xu Ding hesitated, "Xiaoyi is here."
Cheng Ke was stunned for a while, then frowned: "I didn't tell anyone about this before."
"It's normal for him to know," Xu Ding said. "I invited so many people, but I mainly didn't want him to know too early... But I didn't expect him to come here."
"He came in?" Cheng Ke asked.
"No," Xu Ding said, "I'm blocked from the outside."
Cheng Ke looked at him and didn't know what to say for a while. With Cheng Yi's character, no matter how skillful and tactful "blocking" he was, it would make him unhappy.
"It's okay," Xu Ding said, "I said, I don't get involved in your affairs, and Xiaoyi and I have no business to do. I'll give face if I want, or I won't give it if I don't."
"I didn't realize you were so stubborn before?" Cheng Ke said.
"How could it be today without being stubborn," Xu Ding looked at Jiang Yuduo, who was frowning at a painting, "Xiaoyi and the third child met, and they probably chatted."
"...Fuck." Cheng Ke bit his lip.
"I shouldn't have said anything, it's just those things," Xu Ding said, "Why didn't you let him in just now?"
"I've never brought anyone to an event before, and I didn't have an invitation letter," Cheng Ke said. "I don't think he's interested, nor I."
Xu Ding laughed: "Next time, if you bring someone, just go directly."
"Well." Cheng Ke sighed, he didn't think about it so much, Jiang Yuduo told him to leave it alone, and he ignored it. If he had known that he would meet Cheng Yi, he would never have let Jiang Yuduo come over together.
Although Jiang Yuduo did not regard him as a friend, in his opinion, Jiang Yuduo was no longer simply a landlord or a "knowing person", and any conflict with Cheng Yi would make him uneasy.
"Shall I send a car to take you back? It's so cold." Xu Ding walked over to Jiang Yuduo.
"No, you still have a lot of things to do here," Cheng Ke said. "Let's just take a taxi. We came here by taxi before. There are activities now, and there must be taxis waiting outside."
"That's okay," Xu Ding smiled at Jiang Yuduo, "third brother, how do you feel?"
"I don't know about your arts," Jiang Yuduo said, "I just looked at the sand painting and it's still a little interesting. If it weren't for this piece of Cheng Ke, I might as well go out to air."
"Okay, next time I invite Xiao Ke to perform again, and I'll definitely send you an invitation letter," Xu Ding said, then turned to look at Cheng Ke, "I really don't want to eat? Rice grains and the others."
"I really don't eat," Cheng Ke said, "I'll go back to sleep."
Xu Ding didn't insist any longer and sent them out.
Most of the people at this event, Cheng Ke, didn't know each other, but there were some acquaintances. He was greeting people all the way out, and he felt like he was back in his life a few months ago.
But I can't talk about any feelings, no disappointment, no nostalgia, just a long-lost familiarity.
After leaving the art museum, he walked with Jiang Yuduo all the way to the road, but he didn't see a taxi. He took out his mobile phone a little depressedly: "Call a taxi."
"Just stuck in the north wind like this," Jiang Yuduo walked to the other side of the intersection. "When the car arrived, it was frozen into a road sign."
"Go back?" Cheng Ke glared at him, "then don't go that way, it's the other way around! You are crazy..."
"One hundred meters ahead is the subway station," Jiang Yuduo turned his head to look at him, "I've never been on the subway, young master, I'll show you an eye-opener today."
"Sorry, I've already opened my eyes." Cheng Ke looked forward, and indeed he saw a subway sign not too far away.
"Have you ever swiped a card?" Jiang Yuduo took out a card from his pocket and threw it over.
Cheng Ke took the card and looked at it: "...No."
"Swipe your card to play later," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'll buy a ticket."
"I'm not the three-and-a-half-year-old child next door," Cheng Ke said, "I still play this."
"It's not uncommon for children to play this. Every day I take the subway with his grandmother to buy cheap food." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke sighed and put the card in his pocket.
After entering the subway station, Jiang Yuduo bought a ticket and kept staring at him when he entered the station.
"I don't even know how to brush cards!" he said through gritted teeth.
"Who knows, you can't even hit the gas stove," Jiang Yuduo said, thinking about it and asking in a low voice, "Does your brother know?"
"What?" Cheng Ke was stunned.
"I think he probably won't either. Anyway, people who look like rich people now think that they may not be able to turn on the gas stove," Jiang Yuduo said. rubbish."
Cheng Ke couldn't help laughing: "Damn."
Jiang Yuduo's question, he really never thought about these basic operations of life that he can't know, will Cheng Yi know
But whether it will or not, it should be impossible for Cheng Yi to put himself in a situation where he needs to master these things.
There were a lot of people at this stop. Cheng Ke wanted to ask Jiang Yuduo what he said when he met Cheng Yi today, but he never found a chance to do the same. There were people all around and all kinds of messy voices.
Jiang Yuduo looked the same as usual, and he couldn't see anything unusual.
While standing by the door waiting for the car, Jiang Yuduo suddenly frowned.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Ke asked immediately.
"I'm hungry," Jiang Yuduo said. "Just now Xu Ding asked us to eat together, why did you refuse?"
"Huh?" Cheng Ke was stunned for a while, "I thought you didn't want to. Besides Xu Ding, there are other people I don't know very well."
"I can eat any kind of person," Jiang Yuduo rubbed his stomach, "I just eat and don't talk to anyone anyway."
"Then," Cheng Ke thought for a while, "I'll treat you to a meal later, you can decide the place."
"Okay," Jiang Yuduo immediately looked up at the name of the subway station, "take four stops and get off."
When the subway entered the station, before the door was opened, two people squeezed past. As soon as the door opened, they rushed in. They fought against the people who got off the train with their strength, and they even squeezed in half.
"Go down first, then go up!" Someone in the team behind shouted.
The two continued to squeeze as if they didn't hear.
Jiang Yuduo grabbed the two of them's clothes and dragged them back, pulled them out directly, and sat on them.
"What! What are you doing!" A man jumped up and pointed at him.
"What the hell am I doing?" Jiang Yuduo quickly squeezed his fingers and pushed him back to the ground with another prepared head, "I don't give a fuck. you."
The man's hand dropped immediately.
"Get in the car." Cheng Ke pushed him.
Jiang Yuduo let go of his hand, they got into the car, Jiang Yuduo didn't go in, he stood at the door and turned around, looking at the two people who hadn't come up yet: "I can't get up."
Cheng Ke stood behind Jiang Yuduo and couldn't see his expression, but he could imagine that the two of them were standing there, watching the car door close.
"Go over there." Jiang Yuduo turned around, grabbed Cheng Ke's arm and pulled it to the side, found a place with few people and stood down.
"I thought you were going to fight them." Cheng Ke whispered.
"How is that possible," Jiang Yuduo said, "if I really want to do it, I will beat them unilaterally, and I won't be able to fight."
Cheng Ke smiled and said nothing.
Jiang Yuduo's style of getting started as soon as a word disagrees, even in the situation just now, he doesn't like it very much, but after being in contact with Jiang Yuduo for a while now, seeing him like this, he actually feels that Kind of interesting.
Fall!
This is the fall!
His father's voice sounded in his ear.
probably.
After two stops, there were fewer people around, and Cheng Ke finally had the opportunity to talk to Jiang Yuduo about the past.
"Did you meet Cheng Yi today?" he asked in a low voice.
"Well." Jiang Yuduo glanced at him.
"What did you say?" He still kept his voice down. "Sometimes he's very annoying when he talks, you..."
"What can he say to me," Jiang Yuduo said, "are you worried that I will beat him?"
"That's not true," Cheng Ke smiled, "you shouldn't beat him."
"That's not necessarily true. If Xu Ding doesn't come out today, I'll do it." Jiang Yuduo snorted.
Cheng Ke was stunned: "Really?"
"It's fake," Jiang Yuduo sighed, "I'm not a fool. For someone like your brother, if I really do something, I'll give him a head, at least spend a few days in the detention center."
Cheng Ke didn't speak, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
"But there is one thing..." Jiang Yuduo lowered his voice.
"What?" Cheng Ke asked.
"...Forget it," Jiang Yuduo looked around, "It's okay."
"Your uncle?" Cheng Ke was a little anxious, "don't say anything if you're okay."
Jiang Yuduo smiled and said, "Let's talk about it after getting out of the car."
These few stops made Cheng Ke feel a little tough. In fact, he could guess what it was. Curious babies like Jiang Yuduo who wanted to ask but were embarrassed to ask in crowded places were nothing more than those.
He just wanted to know if Cheng Yi really said it, and what he said.
He doesn't mind being known that he likes men, but he minds Cheng Yi mentioning this to Jiang Yuduo under such circumstances.
After leaving the subway station, Jiang Yuduo took him from the bustling street into an old small street.
"What place did you choose?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Do you really like hot pot," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'll take you to a delicious and inexpensive meal."
"I thought you were only active on your territory." Cheng Ke said.
"There's no place in this city that I haven't been to," Jiang Yuduo waved his arm, "I'm more familiar than a taxi driver."
"Really," Cheng Ke smiled, "are you quite free?"
"No," Jiang Yuduo said, "I think I'm working for Lu Qian, and all the things she doesn't want to run are left to me."
"Is the salary high?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Look at her mood," Jiang Yuduo dragged him into a side street again, "but she has always been in a good mood."
This street looks like a typical old street in the old city. There are small restaurants on both sides, and occasionally there are several convenience stores and milk tea shops. It is not dirty, but it is very old. The houses look older than him.
"This is the place," Jiang Yuduo pointed to a door in front of him, "the time is right now, and we'll have to wait for a seat later."
Cheng Ke glanced at it, a rather inconspicuous store, perfectly integrated with the street.
"Little Zhuge Hotpot Branch No. 2," he glanced at it. There was just such a store, and the entrance was actually full of cars. "Are there still many branches?"
"Fuck branch," Jiang Yuduo said, "I asked the boss, this is the only one."
"Then why write a second branch?" Cheng Ke didn't understand.
"It looks stylish. If I were the boss, I would write an 18th branch. That would be enough." Jiang Yuduo said.
"What if someone wants to ask you where the Seventeen Family is?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Hello, this is our first branch in the city's catering industry," Jiang Yuduo lifted the curtain, "Is it fragrant?"
The heat coming from the curtain and the aroma of chili peppers made him feel hungry all of a sudden.
Jiang Yuduo picked a small table in the back: "Just here, it's a bit crowded, but you don't have to fight for a table with others."
"There are still people in this store?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Don't look down on the small shop," Jiang Yuduo took the menu and quickly ticked up, "Would you like this meal?"
"Well." Cheng Ke nodded.
Jiang Yuduo tickled again, and then shouted, "Waiter!"
Cheng Kezheng took the chopsticks to unpack, but his hands shook when his voice shook, and the chopsticks flew out of the packaging bag and landed on the ground.
"Take another pair of chopsticks!" Jiang Yuduo shouted again.
"Okay—" The waiter over there responded with the same volume.
The store is not big, with twenty or thirty tables. There are still a few tables empty, but the store is full of people. It feels like everyone is shouting and laughing.
Cheng Ke was a little confused. In the heat and aroma that filled the air, there seemed to be people up and down, left and right, all kinds of voices were ringing, and another sentence could not be heard clearly.
But this chaotic atmosphere did not make him irritable, but it was a little novel, and there was some inexplicable feeling of fun.
It wasn't until the dishes came up that Jiang Yuduo stretched out his hand and flicked it on his forehead, and he came back to his senses.
"I'm kidding!" Jiang Yuduo poured him a full glass of wine.
"Okay." Cheng Ke nodded.
Jiang Yuduo took a plate of meat and poured it into the pot, and then he suddenly remembered that this person eating hot pot was a wild starvation in his previous life.
"Eat quickly!" Jiang Yuduo said to him, "I'll be old in a while!"
"...You won't get old if you put it away a little less?" Cheng Ke was a little helpless, and took a chopstick of meat from the pot.
"That's boring," Jiang Yuduo took a slotted spoon and put it in the pot, and poured a large spoonful of meat into his bowl, "To eat meat, you have to stuff it all in one mouthful."
Cheng Ke hesitated for a moment, then wrapped the meat Jiang Yuduo scooped into his bowl in the dipping sauce, and stuffed it all into his mouth.
"Are you cool?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.
"...I can't chew it," Cheng Ke frowned and wrapped his mouth full of meat with difficulty, "I'm... hot..."
Jiang Yuduo laughed at him.
After a few mouthfuls of meat, Cheng Ke put down his chopsticks and took a sip of wine.
Shuang is really cool, but his cheeks are tired, and after so many mouthfuls, he feels full...
"What are you trying to say on the subway?" He looked at Jiang Yuduo.
Jiang Yuduo took a sip of wine and leaned on the table to lean towards him: "You..."
Cheng Ke looked at him.
"You used to..." Jiang Yuduo said more difficultly than he had just eaten meat, "I had a boyfriend before... friends, right?"
Cheng Ke narrowed his eyes: "Just ask this?"
"No," Jiang Yuduo paused, picked up a plate of meat and poured it into the pot again, stirring while holding a spoon, "Well, your brother said that what you like is... that kind of..."
Cheng Ke took a slow sip of the wine and listened to him patiently.
"That's it," Jiang Yuduo gritted his teeth, "Pretty little cutie?"
Cheng Ke took a sip and hurriedly turned his head.
"Is it just like that?" Jiang Yuduo scooped a large spoonful of meat for him, "shemale..."
"What?" Cheng Ke coughed twice, feeling that his voice came from a question mark, with a twist.
Jiang Yuduo said it more difficultly: "Pretty... a lovely person..."
"Shut up!" Cheng Ke cut off his demonic character in a low voice, "Jiang Yuduo, are you a fucking idiot?"
"I'm not a fucking gay either," Jiang Yuduo stared, "I don't know what your tastes are! I want to know if I still ask you!"
Cheng Ke took a sip of wine and suppressed his shock. After a while, he frowned and asked again, "What did Cheng Yi say?"
"He didn't say people... He just said pretty cute." Jiang Yuduo poured him wine.
Cheng Ke sighed.
"He probably thought I..." Jiang Yuduo cleared his throat, "so you want to stimulate me."
"Do you think you are my new boyfriend?" Cheng Ke smiled.
"Well," Jiang Yuduo nodded, probably relaxed after asking the question, and his face returned to his usual expression, "You little brother, you are quite insidious, and it's all for this, I won't let you go, I want It's really your new boyfriend, I guess I'm not happy to hear this."
"What's wrong with this, can't I change my taste?" Cheng Ke said.
"...I'm not your fucking boyfriend, do you want to change your ass?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.
Cheng Ke smiled and said nothing.
"Hey," Jiang Yuduo couldn't help but lean over after taking two bites, "Is it true?"
"What?" Cheng Ke looked at him, "Pretty little cutie?"
"Well." Jiang Yuduo nodded.
"Yeah." Cheng Ke took a sip of wine.
"I don't quite understand," Jiang Yuduo frowned, "you like that, then why don't you find a girl, any girl is prettier and cuter than a guy, right?"
"You don't have a clue, girl." Cheng Ke was stunned with Jiang Yuduo after he finished speaking.
He glanced quickly at the wine glass, which was the second glass, and then quickly glanced at the wine bottle.
This should be a fucking fake wine.
"I really..." Jiang Yuduo glared at him, "I underestimate you."
"You're welcome." Cheng Ke raised his glass to him, and took another sip of wine to suppress his shock.
Circumstances can really change a person.
In this case, in the past twenty-seven years, he should not say it out, or even think about it in his mind.
Jiang Yuduo was probably too shocked to recover, he lowered his head and ate a few mouthfuls of meat before looking up at him again.
"What other unsolved mysteries need me to explain to you?" Cheng Ke asked.
"No," Jiang Yuduo said, "it's a little bit incomprehensible, it's all the same, there's no mystery at all, what's the point?"
"I can't tell you this," Cheng Ke said. People around him would not react when they found out. No matter if they could accept it or not, out of politeness, no one would step on politeness and have a strong thirst for knowledge. I asked him about it, and seeing Jiang Yuduo like this, he didn't feel disgusted, but found it quite interesting, "Why don't you find a beautiful little cutie to try."
"Fuck you, uncle," Jiang Yuduo suddenly leaned back on the back of the chair, "Stop fucking disgusting me."
People who step on politeness are sometimes very cute, but sometimes they make people feel a sudden flash of waist.
Jiang Yuduo's straightforward and sincere reaction, to be honest, made Cheng Ke a little hurt.
"I still have this idea," he smiled. "Unfortunately, I don't have an uncle."
Jiang Yuduo looked at him and said nothing.
Cheng Ke didn't say any more, took a glass of wine and sipped some greens in the pot.
"Cheng Ke," Jiang Yuduo pulled the chair towards him after being stunned for a while, "Are you angry?"
"No," Cheng Ke said, "it makes me so angry that I died ten years ago."
"I'm not saying you're disgusting," Jiang Yuduo said in a low voice, "if you do that, I'll... don't feel disgusted, just put it on me all of a sudden, and I'll be a little... disgusting."
"Well," Cheng Ke glanced at him, "eat yours."