Jiang Yuduo regretted asking those questions. He had never been in contact with them. He was with his brothers and talked about girls, breasts, legs... It was the first time he saw a live... gay, It was Cheng Ke, such a miraculous young master, who really couldn't keep his mouth shut.
Although they did not continue the topic after that, they could feel that Cheng Ke was not in a good mood until the meal was over.
He still smiles and speaks the same way, even his appetite is not affected, and he eats no less than him.
But something in his eyes that he was already quite familiar with was gone, and Jiang Yuduo had the illusion that he and Cheng Ke had just met yesterday.
After Cheng Ke settled the bill, he lit a cigarette and took out his mobile phone: "I'll call a car, it's windy now."
"Well." Cheng Ke responded.
"Or?" Jiang Yuduo handed him the cigarette case.
"No," Cheng Ke shook his head, "it's so boring."
Jiang Yuduo put away the cigarette case and stared at the phone silently. When the car was still 50 meters away, he stood up: "Here, let's go."
Walking out of the hotel door, Cheng Ke took a deep breath and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Is the air in it not very good?" Jiang Yuduo said, "This kind of store is like this, they all smoke."
"It's nothing," Cheng Ke said, "I used to eat in the box with my friends, and if there was no girl around, I would still smoke."
The car that Jiang Yuduo rushed over waved, the car stopped in front of them, Cheng Ke got into the back seat, he hesitated for a while, and took the passenger seat.
He guessed that Cheng Ke was unhappy, but he really had nothing to do, let alone continue to apologize, so he decided to sit in the front and not be annoying.
The two of them didn't speak along the way. Cheng Ke closed his eyes in the back seat and looked drowsy. The car drove downstairs to him and stopped. Jiang Yuduo called him twice, but he didn't respond.
"Hey!" Jiang Yu grabbed his hand and slapped him on the leg, "Here it is!"
Cheng Ke opened his eyes and looked out the window: "Arrived?"
"Well," Jiang Yuduo looked at him, "get out of the car."
Cheng Ke opened the door and got out of the car, took a step back and knocked on the passenger window.
Jiang Yuduo lowered the car window.
"Tomorrow I'll go find you to pay the rent," Cheng Ke said, "I'll drop by to buy clothes."
"Well, what time?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Afternoon, three o'clock?" Cheng Ke said.
"Okay." Jiang Yuduo nodded.
Cheng Ke turned around and entered the corridor.
Jiang Yuduo watched him go in, and then looked around. The driver asked, and he reported his home address.
When the car drove out of the community, he always felt that someone was there, but he stuck his head several times to look downstairs at Cheng Ke's house, but saw nothing.
He frowned.
For a few moments, when Cheng Ke suddenly became very cold, he wanted to stop worrying about Cheng Ke several times, whether he was being watched or who was watching, would he? It was dangerous, and he didn't want to worry about it.
After all, I can't handle a lot of troubles myself, opening my eyes is boring, closing my eyes is a nightmare.
Cheng Ke is an eldest young master. Even if he is kicked out of the house, if he really wants to encounter something, he has nothing to worry about.
When he walked out of the art museum with Cheng Ke and Xu Ding today, he saw people who greeted Cheng Ke one after another. It was the first time that he had such a slight feeling of Cheng Ke's past life, even if it was just the tip of the iceberg. It is also completely two worlds.
He sighed.
When I got home, there was a car parked at the entrance of the corridor. As long as this kind of high-end car is parked here, it must be Chen Qing.
He went over and took a look. The car had been turned off and no one was inside. It was estimated that he had entered the house. Chen Qing left the car here every time he entered the house by himself, lest he found that someone would accidentally hurt him when he entered the house.
Jiang Yuduo opened the door and entered the house. Chen Qing was tossing around in the kitchen.
"How about you order a takeaway?" He walked over and glanced.
"I'm tired of eating," Chen Qing turned around, "Have you eaten yet?"
"Eat, you can make your own," he said. "Go and park your car."
"I'm marinating the meat," Chen Qing said. "The key is on the table, please stop for me."
Jiang Yuduo didn't say a word, turned to the living room table, got the car keys and went out.
"Third, you have a test book?" A childish voice sounded beside him.
Jiang Yuduo turned his head and glanced at the three-and-a-half-year-old child next door. He was standing by the door with a chicken leg nibbling on.
"I took the exam when you were still in your father's belly." Jiang Yuduo said.
"How could I be in my father's belly," the child laughed very loudly, "you are talking nonsense."
"No nonsense." Jiang Yuduo smiled.
"The third child!" The child's grandmother ran out, dragged the child back into the house, and pointed at him, "You don't have a good word! How old is he! What do you say to such a young child!"
"... You actually understood?" Jiang Yuduo was a little surprised.
"Bah!" The old lady glared at him, "Let me hear you tell him this next time, I'll break your leg!"
He didn't speak, just got into the car with a smile.
The old lady slammed the door shut.
Jiang Yuduo started the car, glanced at the parking spaces in front, they were all full, he glanced at the rearview mirror again, wanting to see if there was any space in the back.
There is also a vacant parking space.
But he didn't move his hand on the steering wheel.
He was no longer surprised and frightened in such a scene, and he would even be a little anxious when he didn't see them near his home during this period of time.
He is not afraid of danger, he is afraid of not knowing where the danger is.
This is true fear, there is no time and no place.
There was a man standing in the empty space, the hood was pressed down to the eyes, the face was hidden in the shadows, and it was impossible to see.
But Jiang Yuduo could feel his gaze.
It feels too familiar.
For so many years, he has been unable to escape the sight.
Follow the shadows, the ghosts will not disperse.
It doesn't hurt much, it doesn't have serious consequences, but it's like a needle stuck in the flesh. The wound will never heal, it won't die, but the wound will become red, painful, and infected, and people will never be at peace.
He looked down at his feet, pulled the steering wheel lock out from under the seat, opened the door and got out of the car.
The man who hadn't moved raised his head slightly and seemed to be looking behind him.
Jiang Yuduo's heart sank.
His attention was on the man, ignoring what was behind him.
It was too late to look back, he directly bowed his waist, but still couldn't dodge.
Before he could even feel the pain, he was engulfed by the sudden darkness in front of him.
The last memory is of kneeling heavily on the ground with weak knees, and an indistinct "Cheng Ke".
Cheng Ke opened the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of red wine.
This wine cabinet was bought before, and he only put a few bottles of wine at random. He didn't know why he bought a constant temperature wine cabinet. He was not particularly interested in red wine.
Probably because when the house was renovated, a few forks were made on the cabinet for the wine. He saw that those rows of forks were not pleasing to the eye, so that the humidity and temperature of the wine could not be controlled, so he bought a wine cabinet maybe for the sake of it. Demonstrate to the utterly meaningless forks.
He sat down on the sofa with the wine, stood up for a while and put the wine back.
I don't want to drink it at all, and I don't know what to do with it.
free time.
He went back to the sofa and lay down, closing his eyes and letting out a light sigh of relief.
Today's hot pot meal is still very refreshing, eating meat and drinking in a big bowl.
The fly in the ointment was that he didn't talk much to Jiang Yuduo afterwards.
Jiang Yuduo's disgusting sentence really affected his mood, but it didn't make him silent for half a meal, mainly because Jiang Yuduo stopped speaking later, and he was not good at saving the atmosphere in this situation.
If the other party is silent, he will not speak again.
It's okay, I don't want to bother to find the rhythm, and I don't want to think about what to say in the next sentence.
You can do whatever you want, how you feel comfortable.
Almost everyone who knows him knows, and those who don't know can probably tolerate and work hard to continue the chat, after all, he is the eldest young master.
The phone rang, and Xu Ding sent a message.
- Checkout within this week, account reconfirmation
-confirm. Can you not confirm every time, if I change my account, I will definitely tell you
- In case, it doesn't take much trouble. Today's video has captured the third child. Do you want to cut a copy for him
Cheng Ke smiled.
-it is good
Jiang Yuduo doesn't necessarily want to see himself watching the performance with a serious face and mouth open, but Cheng Ke wants to see what he looks like in the camera.
Thinking of Jiang Yuduo, Cheng Ke thought of Cheng Yi again.
Although he was not too surprised that Cheng Yi would talk to Jiang Yuduo, Cheng Yi's character has been like this since he was a child, even if the other party admits defeat, as long as he doesn't feel that he has reached the last step, he will not stop.
But he was still depressed that Cheng Yi would choose such a topic to chat with Jiang Yuduo.
Maybe he hasn't actually rummaged through the trash can, so in Cheng Yi's view, it's not over.
But Jiang Yuduo's reaction... After the last disgusting sentence was removed, it was quite interesting, and he wanted to laugh a little when he thought of it.
If Cheng Yi knew about such a reaction, he should be a little disappointed.
Cheng Ke smiled.
There is nothing to do if you are full and full, and the most pleasant thing is to sleep.
Sleeping on the sofa will also be pleasant.
Cheng Ke woke up several times on the way. The first time was after five o'clock, his stomach told him that the food he had eaten at noon had not been digested, and the second time was after ten o'clock in the evening. He continued to sleep, and the third time someone was arguing downstairs in the middle of the night. The two men quarreled so fiercely that he stumbled onto the bed from the sofa.
When I woke up again, it was already noon. To be precise, it was already past lunch time.
When he got off the bed, he felt that his whole body was not in a good mood, and he was wrinkled like the clothes he hadn't taken off.
After taking a shower, I woke up a little bit.
Mainly because I was woken up once at night... Cheng Ke paused.
Then he took two quick steps to the window and pushed open the window.
He felt that his reaction was a bit overdone, but Jiang Yuduo's injuries and his words during this period of time still made him more or less sensitive in doubt.
The downstairs was still gray, and Can Xue and the fallen leaves that had merged with the ground were as lonely as usual.
He stared at the ground downstairs and took a closer look. He didn't see any signs of fighting. He breathed a sigh of relief, and mourned for his inexplicable silence for three seconds.
But when he went out to the mall to buy clothes, he still looked downstairs.
There was no blood, and the security guard downstairs was calm.
… crazy.
Cheng Ke took a taxi and went to the mall, because the distance was too close, and he got there before he was too settled.
Buying clothes is also very fast. I don’t look at the brand or think about the quality. I take it as it looks pleasing to the eye. He also wears more than 100 cotton clothes, and he feels very comfortable.
Today, he just wanted to find the same model as Jiang Yuduo's down jacket. It was very comfortable, warm and good-looking.
However, he turned around three times and couldn't find the second floor of the men's clothing. In the end, he could only take two pieces and pull them down.
It was almost three o'clock when I walked out of the mall. It was very close to Jiang Yuduo's house, and it was just the right time to walk there.
He regretted it halfway with a few bags. No matter how much he stepped, the bags would bump back and forth on his legs, which was annoying.
In a fit of rage, he took all the clothes out of the bag and tucked them under his arm, and threw the bag away.
When he walked to the door of Jiang Yuduo's house with four pieces of clothes on, he felt like a fool.
"Jiang Yuduo!" he shouted as he passed the window.
"Hey!" Someone inside responded, but the voice was not Jiang Yuduo's.
The curtain was lifted, and Chen Qing's face appeared in the window: "Jaeger-LeCoultre?"
"He's not here?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Yes, but..." Chen Qing looked at the clothes in his hand, "Did you let someone rob it?"
"Well," Cheng Ke walked into the corridor, "snatched the bag and left the clothes."
Chen Qing came over and opened the door for him, looking surprised: "Why didn't you tell me that you were robbed? People wouldn't dare to touch you even if you named the third brother's name! Are you stupid!"
Cheng Ke looked at him, and the Chief Protector was probably already excited after hearing a word of robbing. He sighed: "No need, I'm not afraid of robbing if I have a lot of money."
"What's the matter with you?" Chen Qing asked.
"Pay the rent, I told Jiang Yuduo yesterday." Cheng Ke stood in the living room and looked, but he didn't see Jiang Yuduo, and there was no one in the bedroom.
"Oh," Chen Qing turned his head and shouted towards the bathroom, "Third brother - Jaeger-LeCoultre to pay -"
The bathroom door opened, and Jiang Yuduo walked out frowning: "Shout!"
Chen Qing closed his mouth, sat on the sofa and played with his mobile phone.
Jiang Yuduo looked at the pile of clothes he was holding, then reached out and took a look at the tag: "Just bought it?"
"Well." Cheng Ke nodded.
"Is there nothing to pack?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.
"Throw it away." Cheng Ke put the clothes on the sofa, put them down and picked them up again, making sure that the place wasn't where Meow urinated before putting them down again.
"... quite individual." Jiang Yuduo took out the receipt from the drawer and wrote down with his head down.
Cheng Ke looked at Jiang Yuduo and felt that his face was very bad, not the kind of poor face after insomnia, but very pale, looking like he was sick.
But Chen Qing was sitting next to him, so it was hard for him to ask more questions.
Jiang Yuduo lowered his head and wrote very slowly, one stroke at a time, and then stopped after two strokes.
Cheng Ke watched for a while but couldn't hold back, leaned closer and asked softly, "Are you ill?"
"I fainted again yesterday afternoon, and it was just right in the morning." Chen Qing said beside him.
"Oh." Cheng Ke didn't know what to say, so he sat on the chair and waited.
"The head was also smashed with a big bag." Chen Qing sighed.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Ke was stunned.
Jiang Yuduo stopped writing and looked up at Chen Qing. Chen Qing lowered his head and continued to play with his phone.
The receipt was finally written, Cheng Ke took it and put it in his pocket, took out his wallet, and gave Jiang Yuduo the cash he just took.
"Your coat," Cheng Ke picked up Jiang Yuduo's down jacket, "I will wash it before returning it to you?"
"No need," Jiang Yuduo said, "I only wash these clothes in spring."
"Okay," Cheng Ke didn't insist, and asked again after thinking about it, "Where did you buy this dress? I haven't been able to find this brand for a long time today."
"... Wholesale market." Jiang Yuduo looked at him.
"Oh," Cheng Ke looked at his clothes again, "it's pretty good."
"You want to buy it and I'll take you there." Jiang Yuduo said.
"These clothes are only over 400," Chen Qing's cell phone rang, and he took out his cell phone and said, "Do you want it too?"
Before Cheng Ke could answer, he said "hello" at the phone, and then frowned.
"Who." Jiang Yuduo looked at him.
"Who is there?" Chen Qing asked, "Well, are there only four of them? Well, I see."
"Who?" Jiang Yuduo asked again.
"The Bakugou is at Sister Qian's place," Chen Qing stood up and dialed the number with his mobile phone, "I'll take a few people to take a look. If the Bakuma also passes, it will be troublesome."
"What are you going to do?" Jiang Yuduo took the down jacket from Cheng Ke and put it on, "When did Baku fear you?"
"No one's fucking afraid of me," Chen Qing said, "what should I do, have you been like this?"
Jiang Yuduo went into the bathroom and washed his face. When he came out, there were drops of water on his face: "Tell the Dabins to go directly."
Chen Qing looked at him without speaking.
Cheng Ke was still sitting on the chair and looked at Jiang Yuduo.
It was probably at this moment that he suddenly realized how different Jiang Yuduo's world was.
In just such a time to wash his face, the somewhat tired state on Jiang Yuduo's still pale face has disappeared, and he has returned to his usual arrogance with a trace of ferocity.
"You..." Jiang Yuduo turned to look at him, "Go back."
"Well." Cheng Ke stood up, picked up a new coat and put it on.
Jiang Yuduo took an eco-friendly bag from the closet, rolled up his other three clothes, and stuffed them all into the bag.
Cheng Ke took the bag and walked out of the corridor behind Jiang Yuduo and Chen Qing.
After walking a few steps toward the intersection, Jiang Yuduo stopped: "We're going over there."
"Well, you guys..." He felt like he needed to say something at a time like this.
do not go.
be careful.
Call the police.
None of the sentences seemed appropriate, and none of them seemed to make sense.
Inexplicably, he was suddenly a little dejected, and depressed to the extreme.
His feelings for Jiang Yuduo can't go back to when they first met, so he can't really treat Jiang Yuduo as a stranger who is completely different from him.
There is something in Jiang Yuduo's bones, which is different from Chen Qing, his younger brothers, and those street gangsters who laugh and kick over trash cans.
What, he didn't know.
But this kind of thing would make him very uneasy when Jiang Yuduo was going to "solve" the trouble.
"The third child!" Someone suddenly shouted across the street, with a loud voice and obvious banter.
Jiang Yu took his head back.
Three people from the opposite street walked slowly to the opposite side of them and stopped. This small street is very narrow. The people on both sides are standing like this, almost as if they are facing each other, and they can see the smug smile on the face of the person on the opposite side.
"Fuck, why is he here?" Chen Qing cursed.
Cheng Ke reacted immediately, and the guy in the middle who looked like an idiot who only wore a tight sports suit just to stretch out his muscles was that bazi.
And Jiang Yuduo and Chen Qing obviously didn't expect him to appear here, and the people they called went directly to Sister Qian.
good.
Falling Tigers and Leaving Mountains is quite skilled.
"Cheng Ke, go back," Jiang Yuduo quickly took out the key from his pocket and put it in his hand, "immediately."
Cheng Ke took the key, but didn't move.
Intellectually, he should leave immediately, go back to Jiang Yuduo, or find another way to go. It's none of his business, nor should he be involved.
According to Cheng Yi, it is too low-level.
But he didn't want to leave.
Chen Qing didn't have much fighting power, so he didn't need to try. Just by looking at his stature like a chopping material, he knew that his general guardian came from a black box. If he left, Jiang Yuduo would be left alone.
The three people on the opposite side had just escaped from prison a second ago, and Jiang Yuduo was not an opponent.
"That handsome guy," Ba Pianchong raised his chin, "is that the one who beat up my new little brother that day?"
"It's him." The person on his right glared at Cheng Ke's face, "It happened to be solved together."
"Fuck." Chen Qing gritted his teeth and whispered, "Release your mother, let's go, what should I do, third brother?"
"Afraid of fart, haven't you ever been beaten?" Jiang Yuduo said.
"Okay," Chen Qing shook his head, and his neck cracked, "I'm afraid of a fart."
"I count one, two, three," Jiang Yuduo looked at Cheng Ke, "you just run."
Cheng Ke looked at him.
"Then call the police." Jiang Yuduo said.
"What?" Chen Qing turned his head sharply to look at him, "Damn it, why should I call the police? Are you going to mess around in the future?"
Cheng Ke was also stunned. He could understand Jiang Yuduo asking him to run, but he was very surprised when he asked him to call the police, and the meaning of Chen Qing's words was very clear. In this case, if he called the police, Jiang Yuduo would The status of this "third brother" is estimated to be unbearable.
Although he didn't think it would make a difference.
The people over there have already come over, and on this street, you can walk face to face in ten steps.
"One, two, three." Jiang Yuduo stretched out his hand and gave him a shove on his shoulder, then turned around and rushed out to the few people.
"Your uncle!" Chen Qing roared and rushed after him.
Cheng Ke's mind flashed through the tangled images of "you go!" "I won't go!" "you go! Leave me alone!" "No, I can't go!" in more than 200 TV dramas.
The ending of this kind of scene is usually a fucking death of both, and the audience has to spit out ten or eight sentences.
He turned around and ran back.
After running out a dozen paces, he took out his phone and looked back.
Bakuyi smashed Jiang Yuduo's back with his elbow, and Chen Qing had already collapsed beside him, struggling to resist with a bicycle-riding posture.
"Fuck." Cheng Ke stopped abruptly.