To be honest, seeing Chen Qing's sincere anger when he threw his chopsticks, Cheng Ke was very moved.
Jiang Yuduo said that friends are very important.
Chen Qing is his friend, and he really deserves his "heavy".
Cheng Ke has never experienced such weight. He has no such friends. When he was in the most difficult time, none of his former friends stood by his side, but they became Cheng Yi's friends neatly and uniformly. The only person who maintained the previous relationship with him was Xu Ding, who was not strictly a friend.
So even if Jiang Yuduo recognized him as a friend now, when faced with the same situation as Chen Qing, he didn't know if he could do what Chen Qing did and stand up for Jiang Yuduo.
"I found someone like you to be funny," Chen Qing pointed at him, "Why don't you expect people? How long have you known him? How long have I known him? It's good for you, it's so easy to open your mouth and say something crazy. Who the hell are you scolding!"
"It's not a neuropathy," Cheng Ke corrected Chen Qing, "yes..."
"I don't care if you are insane," Chen Qing interrupted him, "I think you look like a lunatic!"
"I'm sorry." Cheng Ke could only apologize. Under Chen Qing's emotions, he probably wouldn't listen to any explanation.
"Third brother takes you as a friend," Chen Qing still pointed at him. I'm sorry, these three words are probably not comparable to someone like Chen Qing who coughed to attract attention. Dabin's few are following you, and you're looking at him like that behind your back?"
"That's not what I meant," Cheng Ke sighed, "I just want to find out what's going on. After all, I almost made him abolish today."
"Then are you abolished!" Chen Qing said.
"Why didn't he stop?" Cheng Ke also slapped his chopsticks on the table, "You have been beaten by him before, you know how much he hit! I would only ask you if he regarded him as a friend! This needs to be replaced by someone else. I'll just call the police and I'm done! I don't give a damn about that!"
Chen Qing frowned and stared at him for a while, his tone lost the momentum he had before, but he was still unhappy: "I found that you rich people are usually quite idle when they are full, it's as simple as that. Son, I can only come up with a set of 100,000 why."
Cheng Ke poured a drink for Chen Qing: "Let's just treat our friends differently."
"Let me remind you," Chen Qing said, "don't care so much about the third brother in front of him. Your way of caring is looking for a model."
"Well," Cheng Ke nodded, "how old did you two know each other?"
"He's ten or eleven," Chen Qing took a sip of wine, "I'm two years older than him, but I wasn't taller than him at that time."
"...You are not as tall as him now." Cheng Ke said.
"Can you chat?" Chen Qing clicked his tongue, "Are you taller than him?"
"Almost, I'm not shorter than him anyway." Cheng Ke smiled.
"Is it amazing?" Chen Qing said, "You have the ability to compare yourself with Bacuo. He is more than 1.9 meters, and you are a fart at 1.8 meters."
"Well, yes," Cheng Ke nodded in order to stop Chen Qing from continuing to stray from the topic, and brought the topic back again, "He said he was an orphan?"
"That's right, when he came, he was alone and had no luggage," Chen Qing said, "but with money, he had to have two or three hundred. It was quite a lot of money back then, and he was better than you, just now. In this day and age, I still dig a trash can for a hundred dollars."
Fuck off!
"Ah." Cheng Ke picked up the cup and took a sip of wine, "That's quite rich."
"Do you know why I follow him so desperately." Chen Qing said.
"Why?" Cheng Ke asked.
"He saved my life," Chen Qing said. "The first time we met was when he fished me up from the river."
"Is that so..." Cheng Ke was stunned.
"Let me tell you, I was pretty useless when I was young... Of course, it's not very useful now," Chen Qing gnawed at a bone, "I was always bullied when I was young, and I can't beat the little gangsters who are older than me. Well, I still owe a lot of mouth, anyway, I always get beaten."
"Can't you just shut up and be honest?" Cheng Ke said.
"No, I am also bloody!" Chen Qing clenched his bones, "they played a big game that day, they tied a stone to me and threw me into the river."
"Fuck me?" Cheng Ke couldn't believe it, "Aren't you afraid of dying?"
"I'm afraid of a fart," Chen Qing said, "You're a local, don't you know that this area has only developed in the past seven or eight years. There used to be a fart in this area. I heard about it at the old wharf. It's the old cemetery."
"That was decades ago," Cheng Ke said.
"Anyway, it was really dead, and no one knew about it. It was at night," Chen Qing said. "There was no surveillance at that time, so people were beaten to death on the street at that time. There are several cases where people died now. It's not broken."
Cheng Ke knew this, and one of them was a massacre. Every time my mother mentioned it, she would always mention Amitabha.
"That was Jiang Yuduo who picked you up?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Well," Chen Qing nodded, "it was just autumn, and it wasn't too cold, so he slept by the bridge and saw it."
Cheng Ke didn't say a word. The autumn night was not particularly cold, but also quite cold. A ten-year-old child slept by the bridge.
"I admired him for two things at that time," Chen Qing raised two fingers, "one is calm, that group of people will watch me bubbling from the side after I Shentang, and someone else will definitely shout again and again. Either he ran away, he quietly dived from the shore, but no one noticed."
Cheng Ke looked at him and nodded.
"Second," Chen Qing shook his two fingers and put a piece of spareribs in his mouth, "He can really hold his breath! Fuck, he is the one who can hold his breath the most in my life."
"Then aren't you quite able to hold back?" Cheng Ke said.
"No, he untied the stone under the water, and then pushed me to the surface," Chen Qing said, "I can breathe, and I can jump on the water, and he keeps his head down, like a mother flying a kite. It dragged me down to the shore where I could only reach a few hundred meters."
"Generally drowning people are easy to grab, so he is safer," Cheng Ke said, but when he thought that Jiang Yuduo was only ten years old at that time, he felt a little incredible, "and this way he would not be discovered by people on the shore. Bar?"
"You're right," Chen Qing pointed at him, "smart, it's no wonder that the third brother likes you. He was very careful at that time, for fear that someone would find him."
Cheng Ke sighed softly.
"Since that time, I have identified this boss," Chen Qing said. "The third brother is the most fanciful boss I have ever met."
"Why call him third brother?" Cheng Ke asked.
"His surname is Jiang, Sangongjiang, you know, he's the same as Erma Feng," Chen Qing said, "I'll just call him the third brother. If you go on the street, you have to have a name."
Cheng Ke smiled.
Chen Qing's alcohol intake is average, and he can get excited even after drinking a little red wine. He talked a lot about Jiang Yuduo's childhood, how he fought hard with others, how he went to work at Lucy's place, and how he helped one after another. brother.
But I have to say that Chen Qing is not a complete fool, his mouth is very strict, even in a state of excitement, he still didn't mention a word of Jiang Yuduo's things before he met him.
"At that time, this place was quite chaotic, there were fights, and protection fees were charged," Chen Qing tutted. He, in terms of heads-up, no one is his opponent."
"Yeah." Cheng Ke nodded, and he could hear that Chen Qing was throwing himself on Jiang Yuduo.
"At that time, there was a saying, and it was very good," Chen Qing laughed loudly. "They said that the third child has no pain nerves and is not afraid of pain."
"Really?" Cheng Ke asked.
"It's fart, but it's true that he can bear the pain very much, very bearable." Chen Qing said.
Maybe not only can bear, sometimes the pain is ignored.
Chen Qing basically ate all the dishes on the table. Cheng Ke looked at Chen Qing who had drank the last bite of the vegetable soup, and couldn't understand how he could keep his stature like chopping wood.
"Okay, I've talked a lot today," Chen Qing wiped his mouth, "Third brother said, if you have anything to do with me, he might be embarrassed to see you, after all, he hurt you. ."
"It's okay." Cheng Ke said.
"I'm leaving," Chen Qing took out his mobile phone, "Add a friend, I'll send you the address, you can drive the car for me tomorrow, before nine o'clock, I'll be scolded by the foreman as a scumbag if it's too late."
"Well." Cheng Ke picked up the phone, added a friend to Chen Qing, and looked at the address sent by Chen Qing, "A car beauty shop? I said why do you drive in a different car all day long."
Chen Qing laughed: "If you want to drive a car that you want to enjoy, just tell me. I'm familiar with customers, and it's fine to borrow one for a day or two."
"I'm not addicted to driving." Cheng Ke smiled.
"I'm leaving," Chen Qing got up and put on his coat and walked towards the door, "I have something to say."
"Well." Cheng Ke responded.
"The third brother is not crazy," Chen Qing said. "If he is really crazy, how can people in this area be so afraid of him?"
"Well." Cheng Ke nodded.
"Have a good rest," Chen Qing opened the door and pointed to the corner of his eyes, "You pay attention to that injury. If there is anything wrong, tell me, my mother has an acquaintance in the hospital, and I will take you to see it."
"Okay." Cheng Ke said.
When Chen Qing left, he still slammed the door, causing the windows to rattle.
Cheng Ke sighed and stood beside the table. After a while, he took the largest garbage bag, swept the lunch box and everything in, and then regretted it a little. Packed up.
What are you talking about, you have to wash the dishes.
He slowly cleared the dishes into the kitchen sink, as if he should buy a dishwasher.
But even if you want to buy a dishwasher, you can't immediately solve the few dishes in front of you.
Cheng Ke has been unable to lift himself up since the morning. Now, listening to Chen Qing talking about Jiang Yuduo without any important points, he just feels more chaotic, clueless, and less energetic.
He watched for a while, then threw the plate into the trash bag.
Okay, it's done.
Anyway, there are still a lot of plates, and I usually eat instant noodles, so I can't use it at all.
Cheng Ke took a shower, the scabbed wound on his shoulder was washed with water, and it was a little stinging, he sprayed a little alcohol on it, and went back to the living room to sit down on the sofa.
How to pass the long night.
He picked up the remote control of the projector and wanted to watch a movie, but the moment he pressed it, he put it down again. He remembered the old corpse in the mountain village last night, and his back was a little cold.
The house is not big, but when I think of the blue-clothed female ghost, I feel panicked when I stay in the house alone. In addition, there are injuries on my shoulders, so I have to contact the camera that supports my shoulders.
"Fuck." Cheng Ke lay down on the sofa, pulled the quilt that had not been put away and wrapped himself.
In fact, it wasn't just Chu Renmei that scared him a little.
After the lively atmosphere due to the presence of Chen Qing disappeared, he slowly remembered the fist Jiang Yuduo slammed at him in the morning from the chaos.
Some fear.
Chen Qing insisted that Jiang Yuduo had no mental problems, and Cheng Ke could feel that he really believed so, not to maintain the image of the third brother.
Cheng Ke was a little shaken, and some of Chen Qing's words also made sense. If Jiang Yuduo really had mental problems, how could he have made all the gangsters afraid of him for so many years.
A gangster is a gangster, but a gangster is not a fool. They will be afraid of a boss who can convince the public with a good fight, but they will not be afraid of a mental patient who can convince the public with a good fight.
Maybe it's not as serious as he thought. Jiang Yuduo suffered a lot in his childhood, so he would be too careful and accidentally hurt because of nervousness.
Cheng Ke frowned.
The problem is here.
This state in itself is not normal.
And it still can't explain why Chen Qing, who is so good with him that he can enter the house casually, has never seen those "them", let alone the scene where "them" hurt Jiang Yuduo.
Cheng Ke lit a cigarette and drank, staring blankly at the unturned TV.
After smoking the cigarette, he went into the bedroom.
sleep.
forget about it.
He didn't even think so carefully about why and how Cheng Yi squeezed him out of the house, why should he care so much about a street gangster who had only known him for such a short time.
Anyway, what happened in the morning did not bring him any serious consequences, and Jiang Yuduo would not appear again.
... not to appear again
Depend on.
Chen Qing's car had to be sent back before nine o'clock in the morning. According to the reference time given by the navigation, Cheng Ke got up at seven o'clock, soaked a bowl of instant noodles and went out.
Usually at this time, he was still in a daze and went back to sleep, but he was able to get up today because he hadn't slept soundly all night.
Apart from uncontrollably wondering if Jiang Yuduo has any mental problems, that was the beating.
He didn't want to think about Jiang Yuduo's beating him, nor would he blame Jiang Yuduo, after all, he also dislocated Jiang Yuduo's wrist.
It's just that although he has fought with people since he was a child, and even more with Cheng Yi, it happens every week, but it has never been like this.
He had to admit that the eldest young master, who had been spoiled since childhood, was frightened.
Navigating the route given, he picked the closest one.
Halfway through the drive, I found that this road would pass through the small street in front of Jiang Yuduo's house.
This kind of feeling is very magical. Cheng Ke used to come here often to play, eat and go clubbing, but he never walked through this small street, but after living here and knowing Jiang Yuduo, he found that as long as he went in that direction Go, this street is a must pass, like a traffic fortress.
He wanted to turn a corner into the street, cross the street and turn back again.
But until he saw the window of Jiang Yuduo's house, he didn't turn it out.
He even looked in when he passed the window.
The curtains were still drawn.
He couldn't help but imagined whether Jiang Yuduo would be standing by the window at this moment, looking out from the crack of the curtain.
"Third brother, it's not that I don't pay the money," a little girl in 702 leaned against the door and looked at him with her make-up unremoved all night, "You have to tell me in advance, I'm ready for money, this is You came here early in the morning, how can I have money for you."
"Where's your phone?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Why? My mobile phone is worth more than the rent!" The little girl glared.
"Let me see." Jiang Yuduo said.
The little girl hesitated for a while and handed over the phone.
"Unlock." Jiang Yuduo didn't answer.
"Why!" The little girl was reluctant.
"If you want to unlock it, you will unlock it!" Dabin said impatiently afterward, "If you don't want to unlock it, pay the rent! We're not here to rob, so paying the rent is the same as dying."
The little girl clicked and unlocked the phone.
Jiang Yuduo brought it over, clicked on the text message, scrolled down, found the rent collection notice he sent a few days ago, and turned the screen to face her: "I'm not here to make trouble, I'm here Collect a rent, if you want to make trouble for me, I don't care about my face and chest."
"Oops!" The little girl grabbed the phone, turned and walked into the house, closing the door, "I'm so annoying, wait!"
Jiang Yuduo stretched out her foot to block it, but the door didn't close, she looked back again.
"Hurry up." Jiang Yuduo looked at her.
After a few minutes, the little girl finally handed over the rent.
Jiang Yuduo collected the money and kicked the next door again.
The cheaper the rent, the harder it is to collect.
Many people who can only choose such a rental grade, even if they take out a penny, it is difficult to do it neatly. Even if they can delay it for ten minutes, it will make them feel that it is worthwhile.
Jiang Yuduo has never experienced what it feels like to drag rent.
When he had no money, he slept everywhere. When he had a little money, Lucy asked him for rent, and he paid it without hesitation for a second.
He was afraid of the feeling of being forced.
Among the piles of rented houses in Building 3, the easiest to pay rent is this one, a skinny uncle who lives next door with the little girl.
I have lived here for a few months. Every time I collect rent, I open the door, hand over the money, and take the receipt.
But today, Uncle Thin has not opened the door. Jiang Yuduo waited outside the door for several minutes, but there was no movement inside.
"Isn't this person not going out?" Da Bin was also a little strange. He stepped forward and knocked a few times, and shouted, "Open the door! Collect the rent!"
The door next to him opened, and the little girl stuck her head out: "I haven't heard him come out to throw garbage in two days."
Jiang Yuduo looked at her.
"Is it dead?" she said again, "it seems to have been ill."
Jiang Yuduo frowned and turned to look at Dabin.
Da Bin took out the key and opened the door in the past. When he pushed the door open, he shouted, "Where's the man!"
The window in the room was open a crack, and after the door was opened, the air was convection, and an old and decadent breath rolled out.
The rent collection time was short in the past, so this was the first time Jiang Yuduo smelled the smell in his house. He really couldn't figure out how the thin uncle could live in a clean room with such a smell.
But this smell was very familiar to him.
No light, no ventilation, no tidying up, no cleaning, and no popularity.
He has lived in such a breath for many years.
This is the breath of hope that no one can see.
"Fuck it!" Da Bin stepped into the room and exited within two seconds with a panicked expression on his face.
Jiang Yuduo understood what was going on inside at a glance, he didn't go in again, and after closing the door, Dabin called the police.
The police came soon, and the tenants, who usually hid their rent as if they had disappeared into the world, all came out now and crowded on this floor to watch the fun.
Jiang Yuduo was out of breath.
A person died.
No one knows what his name is.
Lucy has a registration there, but it's just a registration. After turning over the page of the registration book, or even writing down the next person's information, no one will remember who this person is, what his name is, and where he came from. what to do.
Now the man is dead.
disappeared from many people.
But no one saw it.
Jiang Yuduo had never seen anyone die.
But he imagined it countless times.
There is no sound.
disappeared without a sound.
After leaving Building 3, Jiang Yuduo did not go home, but went to the mall.
There are many people in the mall and there are many voices. If there is danger, it is not easy to detect.
But the shopping mall was brightly lit and colorful, and every glance made him feel a little bored.
He sat on the lounge chair by the stairs of the mall, quietly watching the crowd in front of him.
When Cheng Ke came in through the gate, he was hit in the face by the cotton curtain and looked a little unhappy.
Jiang Yuduo pulled down the brim of his hat to cover his face, but his eyes couldn't help but follow Cheng Ke.
After Cheng Ke came in, he stood in front of the mall map and looked at it for a long time. He probably didn't know which floor he wanted to buy.
Cheng Ke stood in front of the map for almost a minute without moving, Jiang Yuduo sighed, the thief behind him was already standing close to him, and he could blow his neck even if he took a heavier breath, he was stunned. No feeling at all.
Sure enough, he is a rich man and is not afraid of thieves.
When the thief reached into his coat pocket, Cheng Ke finally finished reading the map, turned around and walked over to the elevator. The thief withdrew his hand, but did not withdraw his desire to steal. It is estimated that people who are so good at starting are rarely seen. Cheng Ke When Ke got on the elevator, the thief followed.
Jiang Yuduo stood up and walked quickly to the elevator.