Cheng Ke remembered that not long ago, Jiang Yuduo told him very seriously, I would not casually think who is my friend, and friends are very important to me.
He always thought that Jiang Yuduo didn't treat him as a friend, but he could treat Jiang Yuduo as a friend. After all, his friend threshold is relatively low. After a few meals, he can introduce him to my friend. As for Jiang Yuduo's friend The weight, he actually didn't think too much about it.
Now suddenly hearing Jiang Yuduo announce that they are friends, apart from some soft feelings in his heart, he is still a little confused.
It didn't take long before and after, Jiang Yuduo's definition of a friend seemed to be erratic just like him.
"You didn't say... friends are very important..." Cheng Ke looked at him.
"I'll rush back to you today." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Really?" Cheng Ke was stunned, "I was mainly afraid of accidents. I thought Chen Qing could carry it for a while, but he fell to the ground in a second."
Jiang Yuduo smiled: "He doesn't know how to fight, he has been precious to him since he was a child."
"I'm not actually..." Cheng Ke ran back, really worried, but he was not a particularly indifferent person, and he watched a pair of people he knew, not to mention that the other party called his name, and Jiang In order to ensure his safety, Yuduo would rather let him call the police if he couldn't get along. In this case, if he really ran away, it was really unreasonable, "Chen Qing and your little brothers will not leave you alone."
"It's different," Jiang Yuduo said. "Except for Chen Qing, those brothers all know that I won't care about me this time, and I won't care about them in the future."
Cheng Ke can almost understand what he means. Jiang Yuduo is responsible for his brothers, and those brothers will also help him, but Jiang Yuduo is different from other bosses, such as Bazuo, even if the same In exchange of interests, Jiang Yuduo, whose brother's scalp was frozen blue, was not the same when he was in a hurry to take a taxi.
Cheng Ke felt that this might be one of the reasons why he would be anxious when he saw that Jiang Yuduo was in trouble.
"No one has ever treated me like this." Jiang Yuduo took a breath.
"What?" Cheng Ke smiled, "It's not your little brother, but came back to help you..."
"No one ever pulled me when I started." Jiang Yuduo interrupted him.
Cheng Ke looked at him, and replied after a long time, "Oh."
"It's not the same as running back to help me," Jiang Yuduo said. "It was the first time someone worried that my hands were too heavy. I've never been there before. They all told me to do my best."
"They" again.
Cheng Ke could tell that the "they" Jiang Yuduo was referring to was not Chen Qing and his little brothers, these people just hoped that he could win.
But he didn't ask what these "they" were. Jiang Yuduo answered the question again and again. With his upbringing, it was impossible for him to ask again.
Maybe someday Jiang Yuduo wants to say it himself.
After standing for a while, Cheng Ke's alarm clock in the living room rang.
"What sound?" Jiang Yuduo was stunned.
"Alarm clock," Cheng Ke returned to the living room and pressed the alarm clock to stop, "remind me that it's almost time for dinner."
Jiang Yuduo followed and stared at him for a while: "Would you like to take an IQ test?"
"I'm still sleeping sometimes." Cheng Ke said.
"It's the first time I saw someone set an alarm clock for dinner," Jiang Yuduo said. "You don't know that a mobile phone can also set an alarm clock?"
"I like the alarm clock," Cheng Ke set another alarm clock, it would ring in a minute, he put the clock on the table and looked at Jiang Yuduo, "That's it."
"What?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him inexplicably.
"Wait." Cheng Ke said.
"What are you waiting for?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
Cheng Ke didn't speak and looked at him.
Jiang Yuduo frowned and looked at him.
A minute later the alarm clock blared a series of jingles.
"Hey!" Jiang Yuduo jumped to the side in fright and roared, "Damn it! Why the hell is it still ringing!"
Cheng Ke reached out and slapped the head of the alarm clock, and the ringing stopped.
"That's it," he said, "I just like the snap, and then it stops."
"Aren't you living a boring life every day," Jiang Yuduo said, "it's been reduced to playing like this."
"Don't you have such a small hobby to pass the time?" Cheng Ke asked.
"No," Jiang Yuduo shook his head, "I don't have any hobbies, big, medium, or small. I don't need to pass the time."
"... Are you busy from morning to night every day?" Cheng Ke tutted, "Counting the trash cans on your site?"
"No," Jiang Yuduo said, "I haven't counted them, but I know that on the bar street, there are two 100 meters, some are classified, some are not divided, and the interval on the street with fewer people is 100 meters. Fifty meters."
Cheng Ke looked at him, a little speechless.
"Time won't pass." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Huh?" Cheng Ke looked at the pointer on the alarm clock.
"Time passes slowly, always so slowly. The more you pass, the more you realize that it passes slowly," Jiang Yuduo said. "You can feel better if you forget about it."
Cheng Ke smiled.
He didn't quite understand Jiang Yuduo's feelings. In his opinion, only when he was particularly uncomfortable, ill, uncomfortable, or depressed, would he feel that time passed too slowly.
He suddenly remembered Jiang Yuduo's answer about the protagonist.
I'm not.
What kind of life state will feel that time is always slow
The two stood in the living room for a while, Jiang Yuduo walked to the window and looked out. Cheng Ke found that when Jiang Yuduo looked out the window, he never opened the curtains.
He looked at Jiang Yuduo's silhouette, stunned for a while, and then glanced at the time.
It's dinner time now. For Cheng Ke, this time is a bit embarrassing, mainly because Jiang Yuduo is here, and he doesn't seem to want to leave.
If he is alone, if he is hungry, he will order a takeaway. If he is not too hungry, he will just make a bowl of instant noodles or boil two eggs to eat.
Now if he stays with Jiang Yuduo for dinner, he can't bring out food that can be served, and he is reluctant to go out to eat. He has never had the experience of inviting people to dinner for two consecutive days in his life.
But let Jiang Yu take people directly, he couldn't say anything.
"Are you... hungry?" He struggled for a long time and asked Jiang Yuduo.
"Hungry." Jiang Yuduo answered very succinctly, and he didn't seem to hear his subtext. After saying this word, the answer was completed.
"Then what do you want... something to eat?" Cheng Ke had to ask again.
"You can't even hit a gas stove," Jiang Yuduo turned to look at him, "How dare you ask such a question?"
"I can fucking fight!" Cheng Ke said.
"Sichuan cuisine." Jiang Yuduo said.
"... What?" Cheng Ke was stunned.
"You ask me what I want to eat," Jiang Yuduo twitched the corners of his mouth with a defiant smug look on his face, "I told you I want to eat Sichuan food, and then what?"
"Go out to eat by yourself." Cheng Ke said.
"You don't eat?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"I'll make instant noodles and eat it," Cheng Ke said, hooking the corner of his mouth, "Do you want to eat it?"
"Eat." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke opened his mouth and said nothing.
"You don't actually know how to make instant noodles, right?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Okay," Cheng Ke turned and walked to the kitchen, "wait, you said you wanted to eat, don't go back."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.
The instant noodles are still well soaked. Cheng Ke took a kettle and filled it with water and put it on the gas stove to burn. Sometimes he could raise it to a higher level, boil a bowl and put an egg.
Compared to when he was at home, his progress now is almost flattering to himself.
But today he doesn't plan to cook, just soak two bowls.
He took out two instant noodles from the cabinet: "Do you want spicy or sauerkraut or Sanxian?"
"Spicy," Jiang Yuduo walked to the kitchen door and leaned against the door frame, "so many?"
"Always change the taste." Cheng Ke took two spicy ones and put them on the counter.
"Isn't it also instant noodles?" Jiang Yuduo said.
"Can you watch it quietly? Or do you read a novel for a while?" Cheng Ke frowned while unpacking the instant noodles.
"I'll watch it quietly." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke ignored him, tore off the lid of the instant noodles, took out the ingredient packets, tore them open one by one and poured them into it. After the two bowls were ready, he stood in front of the gas stove and waited for the water to boil.
The water was just starting to get puffed up when his cell phone rang in the living room.
He was stunned for a while. Since he left home, he has hardly had any phone calls. Except for Liu Tiancheng who would occasionally send a message, he had never been in contact with others like he had never met before. Usually, if something happens, send him a message. He has not even received scam calls or advertising sales for a while.
When he went back to the living room to pick up the phone and saw the number displayed on it, he was suddenly depressed.
He didn't save Cheng Yi's number, but he remembered Cheng Yi's tail number, which was as superstitious as a license plate.
Why did Cheng Yi call him? This kind of private contact that cannot show his brotherly love should be an invalid investment for Cheng Yi.
After staring at the number for a while, Cheng Ke answered the phone: "Hello."
"Brother, I'm Xiaoyi," came Cheng Yi's gentle voice over there, but it seemed to be a little far from the phone, "Where are you now?"
"I'm ready to board the ship." Cheng Ke said.
"What ship? You went on a trip?" Cheng Yi was a little surprised.
"Spaceship," Cheng Ke said, "I'm going to set off to save all mankind."
"Are you at home?" Cheng Yi ignored his words and asked again.
"What's the matter with you?" Cheng Ke asked impatiently.
"I want to see you." Cheng Yi said.
"I've watched it for 25 years and haven't seen it yet?" Cheng Ke was annoyed for a while, "Can I not be so hypocritical, why don't I want to see you at all?"
"Xiao Ke." A female voice suddenly came from there.
Cheng Ke was stunned for a moment, this was his mother's voice.
"I'm with Mom, on the speakerphone," Cheng Yi said, "Mom wants to see you."
"...What's so beautiful?" Cheng Ke suddenly realized why his voice sounded a little far away.
At this moment, he felt a kind of anger that wanted to press Cheng Yi to the ground and stomp a few feet on the spot.
Cheng Yi knew that he would have such an attitude towards him, so he turned on the speakerphone to let his mother listen.
Great brother!
He was so irritable that he walked around the living room several times.
"It's been so long since you came out," Cheng Yi said, "Isn't it normal that Mom wants to see you?"
Normal shit!
My mother is a person who, regardless of the vicissitudes of the world, just eats fast food and recites the Buddha. It cannot be said that she does not care about her family. Every day she recites the Buddha, she prays to bless her family with good health and a smooth career. To accept people who need to calm down with Amitabha, if it wasn't for Cheng Yi, my mother would never have thought of coming over to see him.
"It's inconvenient for me right now," Cheng Ke gritted his teeth.
"What's the matter? Yes... Are there any friends?" Cheng Yi asked.
Cheng Yi's pause was very clever. It was much smarter than saying "male" first and then changing his tune.
"No." Cheng Ke wanted to drop the phone, "Why are you outside at this time, not eating?"
"Mom won't eat after lunch this week." Cheng Yi said.
"The car is downstairs," Mom's voice came again, "Xiao Ke, are you at home?"
"... Yes." Cheng Ke sat down on the sofa.
"What floor?" Mom asked again.
"16th floor." Cheng Ke said.
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Ke took a look around the house. If his mother saw Jiang Yuduo, the conclusion that "Xiao Ke has been kicked out of the house, but still in the mood to find a man to live with" can basically be reached. came out, especially when he said that there was no one at home.
He didn't mind being drawn to such a conclusion, but he didn't want to be drawn to such a conclusion after he had already been swept out of the house.
Cheng Ke looked at Jiang Yuduo. It was a major mistake to let Jiang Yuduo come up and sit with such a word today, but it was too late for Jiang Yu to take people away. With Cheng Yi's style, he might find someone else. On the pretext of asking my mother to wait downstairs for a while, she saw Jiang Yuduo come forward and say hello.
Let Jiang Yuduo go out and hide in the corridor now, and wait for the people to enter the room before leaving... What is this
"What's wrong?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.
"My mother and my brother will come up immediately." Cheng Ke said.
"Want to see you?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Yeah." Cheng Ke pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled.
"Then I'm leaving," Jiang Yuduo immediately picked up his jacket and hesitated, "Did they get into the elevator? Will they hit? Your brother knows me."
Cheng Ke was a little surprised. Jiang Yuduo was not a thin-skinned person, so he wouldn't mind facing strangers, and he wouldn't be afraid to bump into Cheng Yi.
He didn't expect Jiang Yuduo to be so anxious to leave.
"I just don't feel good." Jiang Yuduo said.
"What?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Don't worry about your brother, you want your mother to see..." Jiang Yuduo frowned, "If you mix with people like me, how can you return to the wealthy family."
Cheng Ke's head was full of irritability, but he couldn't hold back his joy when he heard Jiang Yuduo's words.
After laughing for a while, I felt a little unable to laugh, and felt a little distressed inexplicably.
"Sit down," Cheng Ke stood up, took the coat in his hand, and hung it on the coat rack, "as long as you don't mind being misunderstood by my mother as my boyfriend, don't worry about anything else."
"Fuck me?" Jiang Yuduo was a little nervous, "Is your mother like this?"
Cheng Ke turned around and looked at him.
I don't know why, but he, who has never cared about other people's attitudes, can always be poked with sadness by Jiang Yuduo's unintentional reaction one after another.
"Well," he nodded, and took Jiang Yuduo's coat off the coat rack again, "or you stay in the corridor for a while, and you can leave after they enter the room."
Jiang Yuduo was stunned, and waved at him suddenly: "No, no, I'm not leaving, that's not what I meant."
Cheng Ke narrowed his eyes.
"I don't mind the misunderstanding, and it's not true," Jiang Yuduo said, "I just sighed about your mother's style, and I'm with your brother."
"After all, it's my own." Cheng Ke said.
"I'm not leaving." As if to prove something, Jiang Yuduo immediately sat down on the sofa and stretched his legs, looking like he had been sitting here all day.
Cheng Ke cleaned up the things that were thrown around in the house, and the doorbell rang.
He glanced at Jiang Yuduo, who was still lying on the sofa, and went over to open the door.
Mom and Cheng Yi stood outside the door, and he stepped aside: "Mom."
"I've lost weight," my mother looked him up and down before entering the house, "Is it uncomfortable for me to eat and live..."
When they saw Jiang Yuduo sitting on the sofa, several people were silent.
Jiang Yuduo was probably so old and had never experienced such a scene. He didn't even stand up. He just changed from sitting on a stand to sitting upright. He nodded to his mother and Cheng Yi, and said, "Good evening."
For some reason, Cheng Ke suddenly wanted to laugh.
"Ah, good evening." Mom nodded slightly, restrained her shock and dissatisfaction and turned her head to look at Cheng Ke, "Is this your friend?"
"Yes." Cheng Ke nodded.
"Landlord," Jiang Yuduo said, Cheng Ke looked at him, and he emphasized again, "Landlord, I'm here to collect the rent."
"Oh." Mom nodded and looked at Cheng Yi again.
"Yes, people are very nice," Cheng Yi smiled, "he was with my brother when he was performing last time."
Cheng Ke took the coat that his mother took off and hung it up. He felt that he didn't want to look back, so he wanted to hold the coat rack and wait for everyone to leave.
He is not good at and unwilling to deal with such a situation, especially someone like Cheng Yi who has a first-class reaction speed, it is very annoying.
"No," Jiang Yuduo said, "I was invited by Xu Ding."
"Oh," Cheng Yi smiled, "Mom, sit down."
Cheng Ke turned his head and saw that after his mother glanced at the sofa, she sat down on the chair beside the dining table.
Cheng Yi also took a chair and sat beside his mother.
Cheng Ke was just about to go and sit on the sofa when the kettle in the kitchen screamed.
"The water is boiling." He walked over to the kitchen.
When I entered the kitchen, I heard my mother say: "The water will still be boiled."
He turned off the fire, stared at the kettle for a while, then turned back to the living room.
No one spoke in the living room. Jiang Yuduo returned to the booth from the main seat. He lowered his head and played with his mobile phone. His mother turned her head to look around in a bored manner. He didn't say a word, letting the atmosphere freeze to the point of embarrassment.
"This house is ok, new." Cheng Ke said.
"I can see," Mom nodded. "It will be a little noisy. I think there is a public garden downstairs."
"The floor is high, so I can't hear any sound." Cheng Ke sat on the sofa.
"Why..." Mom glanced at Jiang Yuduo, "I didn't contact my family."
"It's all good, and there's nothing to contact." Cheng Ke said.
Mom probably wanted to say something, but because Jiang Yuduo was by her side, she finally asked this question, and then casually chatted about the house and his usual life, and then stood up: "It's all good. , we'll go first."
"I'll take you down." Cheng Ke stood up.
"Don't give it away, it's cold outside." Mom patted him on the arm.
"Your friend is still here," Cheng Yi said, "no need to send it."
Cheng Ke gritted his teeth and said nothing.
When Mom and Cheng Yi walked out the door, Jiang Yuduo got up and walked over: "Auntie walk slowly."
"Okay." Mom smiled.
After the two entered the elevator, Cheng Ke didn't enter the room, and was stunned at the closed elevator door.
There was a fire burning under his feet, and he tried hard to keep it from spreading, but with little success.
He had never felt this way before. His hatred for his own younger brother had reached its peak at this moment. He didn't understand why Cheng Yi's zeal, which would never end without being chased or beaten to death, had to be used on himself.
Anger and helplessness mixed together, making his hands and feet cold.
"Are you cold?" Jiang Yuduo asked at the door.
Cheng Ke turned his head, and the moment he saw Jiang Yuduo, he remembered his "yes" and Jiang Yuduo's "landlord", and the anger that had nowhere to go burst out.
"None of your business," Cheng Ke said, "you are a fucking landlord!"
Jiang Yuduo was stunned: "Fuck me? I don't want your mother to think that you have made such a friend!"
"Really?" Cheng Ke sneered, "Then why didn't you leave just now as a landlord? There are guests at the tenant's house! The landlord is sitting on the fucking sofa and playing with his cell phone!"
"Don't fuck me here," Jiang Yuduo glared at him, "I'm not the one looking for trouble for you today!"
"Who's looking for something for me?" Cheng Ke roared, "Who's looking for something for me! Who the fuck is looking for something for me! It's all fucking looking for me! !"
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak. After staring at him, he grabbed his jacket and walked out, slammed the door, came over and pushed him away and pressed the elevator button.
Cheng Ke looked at him, and after two seconds, a roar broke out: "I didn't get the fucking key!"
Jiang Yuduo was stunned for a while, then turned his head abruptly: "Sun!"
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Key: I have a grudge against locks, I don't want to touch it "__".