"What's the matter with me?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Just... do you like small animals?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"I don't like it." Cheng Ke replied succinctly, "What's wrong?"
"...you go take a shower first," Jiang Yuduo said, "we'll have dinner later."
"Okay, you can sit in the leisure area for a while," Cheng Ke turned around and took two steps before stopping, perhaps because he was used to Jiang Yuduo's injuries, and he only suddenly saw Jiang Yuduo from the time Jiang Yuduo came in until now. Yu Duo had a bandage on his right hand, "Are you injured?"
"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.
"How?" he asked again.
"Isn't it normal for me to have an injury?" Jiang Yuduo walked over to the leisure area and said with a smile, "It would be strange to be able to go for several months without injury."
Cheng Ke stared at him for a while, and always felt that everything from this injury to Jiang Yuduo's attitude was a little strange, but he didn't ask any more questions, and Jiang Yuduo didn't plan to tell him when he saw it.
If it was a fight on the street, Jiang Yuduo would definitely say that his younger brother was robbed that day, and he took someone to look for it. The phone number said naturally. The current attitude is probably related to "them".
Now Jiang Yuduo has completely avoided talking about "them".
Halfway through taking a bath in the bathroom, Cheng Ke reached for the shampoo. When his fingers touched the shampoo bottle, the bottle was knocked over and fell off the shelf. He grabbed the bottle by copying it down.
Fortunately, the right hand is stretched out, which is more flexible. He doesn't want to pick up anything in the public bathroom that falls to the ground.
He stopped suddenly while squeezing shampoo on his head.
Jiang Yuduo is a left-handed. At least when fighting, his habit is left-handed, which also allows him to take advantage of the attack. Many people can't defend against left-handed attacks.
Although it is not surprising that he used his right hand and was injured when his left hand was occupied... But Cheng Ke is now very aware of Jiang Yuduo's force value, and there are really too few people who can force him to use his right hand.
Jiang Yuduo, who even had the knife on his left, was injured in his right hand.
Cheng Ke felt that something was wrong no matter what he thought.
When he packed up after taking a bath and came out, he didn't want to understand that there was no reason that could fully convince him, whether it was doubt or belief, there was no reason.
Jiang Yuduo was sitting at the table with a cup of fruit tea, his eyes wandering, next to Xiao Yang who was talking.
Cheng Ke came out of the bathroom and walked through the corridor, through two rows of treadmills, and finally through the equipment area. Xiao Yang kept talking, and Jiang Yuduo always held the cup with an empty expression on his face.
"If Mr. Jiang is interested," Xiao Yang stood up when he saw Cheng Ke coming over, "You can come over with Brother Cheng. It's more interesting to exercise together."
"He probably doesn't have time," Cheng Ke answered for Jiang Yuduo, "he's very busy."
"That's why you need to exercise," Xiao Yang smiled, "then you are busy first."
After Jiang Yuduo heard Cheng Ke's voice, he stood up from his chair as if he had woken up from sleep, turned around and walked towards the door of the gym.
"Thank you for today." Cheng Ke said.
"Don't be so polite, Brother Cheng," Xiao Yang said, "I'll send you off."
"No no no no," Cheng Ke hurriedly stopped him, "you are busy with your work, you don't need to send it."
"Okay," Xiao Yang nodded, "See you the day after tomorrow, Brother Cheng."
Cheng Ke didn't see Jiang Yuduo when he walked out the door, and when he went downstairs to the street, he saw Jiang Yuduo standing on the side of the road, smoking a cigarette, with an impatient look on his face.
"Did I ask you to apply for a card?" Cheng Ke felt as if his head had been smashed into an ice bucket before he took two steps, and instantly froze.
"Your hair is wet?" Jiang Yuduo grabbed a hand on his head and pushed him into a nearby store, "Are you ill? Is there no hair dryer in the gym?"
"I forgot," Cheng Ke was so cold that his head, belt and eyelids were numb, "I just said I forgot something."
"Stay here for a while," Jiang Yuduo took out his mobile phone, "I'll call a car over."
"Let me call," Cheng Ke also took out his mobile phone, "I think I still have discount coupons that are useless."
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak and looked at him.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Ke asked.
"You still use the discount coupon?" Jiang Yuduo said, "You actually know how to use it?"
"Bullshit," Cheng Ke said, "This thing always reminds me that I have given you a coupon. Your coupon is not used yet. You still have a coupon."
"...How many fork sheets are there?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"I don't know, I don't remember," Cheng Ke opened the software, poked it twice, glanced at Jiang Yuduo, "Fuck."
Jiang Yuduo leaned against the shelf and laughed: "It's overdue."
"Well, it should be," Cheng Ke frowned, "there's none anyway."
Jiang Yuduo laughed for a long time: "Is that you or I?"
"Your name." Cheng Ke put the phone back in his pocket in a very unhappy way. I didn't feel that there was any discount at all when using coupons, but it was easy to use it once, to be precise. It's the first time I've used it like this on my phone, but when it's gone, I feel very angry, as if someone robbed me of food when I was dying of starvation.
The heating in the store is quite good. When the car came, Cheng Ke's hair was almost dry.
"Anything you want to eat?" Jiang Yuduo asked him when he got into the car.
"What do you usually eat when you go out with your friends?" Cheng Ke asked.
"It's hot pot today," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'll take you to the sour soup fish hot pot. Ertu worked there before, it's quite authentic."
"Okay." Cheng Ke didn't know it was because he had just finished his body. When he heard the fish in sour soup, his saliva almost dripped.
"Master, please keep driving north," Jiang Yuduo gave the driver an address, "Just go in at the intersection of the parking lot."
Cheng Ke suddenly raised his head when he heard the address.
Jiang Yuduo, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned his head: "What's wrong?"
"No." Cheng Ke said.
Jiang Yuduo didn't ask him any more questions, and listened to the cross talk on the radio with the driver, making a few cheers from time to time.
Cheng Ke kept staring at Jiang Yuduo's profile, without speaking or looking elsewhere.
After getting off the car, he stood on the side of the road for a while. He has lived here for more than 20 years, and he has never walked on this road.
"Young master," Jiang Yuduo asked softly, leaning closer to his ear, "it's fine to change the location, they also have a branch, just in..."
"No need to change," Cheng Ke said, "Just this one, I'm hungry."
"This kind of small shop in a small street and a small alley," Jiang Yuduo led him along the intersection, "you won't run into someone you know."
Cheng Ke glanced at him, Jiang Yuduo really didn't look like such a meticulous and sensitive person.
"Where do you live?" Jiang Yuduo smiled.
"Guess what." Cheng Ke said.
Jiang Yuduo turned around, walked back slowly, and pointed to the intersection where they came in: "It can only be over there, our first batch of villas are all single-family front and back yards. "
"Well." Cheng Ke responded.
"Have you been here before?" Jiang Yuduo said, "On these two streets, there are many unremarkable but very delicious restaurants."
"No," Cheng Ke looked forward, "I just passed the intersection a few times, but the car couldn't get in."
"The place in front of the house," Jiang Yuduo said, "I have to be introduced to you by a foreigner."
"Where did you come from?" Cheng Ke asked.
"I don't remember." Jiang Yuduo said.
After turning a corner, I saw the restaurant with sour soup and fish hot pot. Compared with other restaurants, this restaurant is very large.
Cheng Ke looked at a large cotton shed temporarily erected at the door: "What is this?"
"The people waiting for the table are all inside." Jiang Yuduo said, "It's okay for us to come here at this point, and we'll have a table in a while."
"This kind of shop has to wait for a table?" Cheng Ke was a little surprised, "Just squeezed into the shed like this?"
"Come on," Jiang Yuduo grabbed his arm, lifted the cotton curtain, and dragged him into the shed, "experience a different life."
The shed is very warm, with wires connected from the store, air conditioning, and several heaters, large and small.
Jiang Yuduo took it and got a number: "It's about half an hour."
"Well." Cheng Ke nodded.
They found two chairs and sat down, Jiang Yuduo pointed outside: "If you're going to be hungry, I'll buy you some cushions to eat first."
"No," Cheng Ke smiled, "the main reason is that I was a little hungry after practicing for three hours in the afternoon."
"Just practicing with that talker?" Jiang Yuduo said.
"Well," Cheng Ke nodded, thought about it and smiled again, "You didn't let him say he was dizzy and apply for a card?"
"I'm not you, if the little girl at the front desk told me this, I might still be confused," Jiang Yuduo frowned, and his brows twitched again within a second, "Hey young master, you go to the gym. … isn’t it, uh…”
"No." Cheng Ke said.
"What's not?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.
"What are you trying to say?" Cheng Ke tutted.
"Forget it," Jiang Yuduo held back for a long time, then waved his hand through gritted teeth, "Isn't it rude to ask these questions."
"It's okay," Cheng Ke couldn't hold back his joy, "I don't mind, I'm afraid you'll be sick after asking."
"No, I'm not disgusting you, and I'm not... I shouldn't be disgusting others, I'm a little awkward," Jiang Yuduo pulled the chair beside him and whispered, "Hey, I went to spend the day to spend The shop, that boss…”
"Huh?" Cheng Ke tilted his head towards him and whispered, "What's wrong with the boss?"
"That's the boss," Jiang Yuduo said quickly after clearing his throat, "Pretty little cutie."
"...You're not finished, aren't you?" Cheng Ke choked, he didn't know what to say, "Just this pretty little cutie, doesn't it count as your unfulfilled wish if you don't find one for me?"
"That's not what I meant, fuck!" Jiang Yuduo glared at him, "I just said, I thought that boss was a man, but it turned out to be a woman, and later I found out that he was really a man, with good makeup. so beautiful."
"Then what?" Cheng Ke asked.
If he wanted to change someone, he was not so patient, but Jiang Yuduo was different. When Jiang Yuduo kept inquiring about these things, what he showed was not curiosity and contempt, but just confusion and confusion.
very cute.
One can ignore many other issues.
For example, the "they" who were suddenly avoided, such as the injury on his right hand, such as whether Jiang Yuduo had any mental problems, such as whether it would be dangerous to be with him.
"What and then?" Jiang Yuduo dragged the chair over again, basically next to him, "I just thought, do you like that?"
"Did I say so?" Cheng Ke asked, "Pretty little cutie."
Jiang Yuduo stared at him, as if recalling quickly.
Cheng Ke leaned on the back of the chair without saying a word, looking into his eyes.
Jiang Yuduo looks very rude, even more rude with the scar on his face. If a word is inappropriate, he will feel like he will slap you, but his eyes are very different.
Especially at times like this, it's so simple, so simple that you can't see anything.
It is impossible to imagine that a person with such eyes would have an unbearable childhood.
"I didn't say it," Jiang Yuduo slapped him on the leg, "it's what your brother said!"
"Ah," Cheng Ke rubbed his legs, "so don't ask me next time, just ask Cheng Yi."
"But you nodded when I asked you..." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Is this the same thing as the pretty little cutie you understand?" Cheng Ke was speechless.
"...I understand," Jiang Yuduo thought for a while, then pointed at him suddenly, "you don't like that kind of pretty cutie, you should still prefer the kind of coach Yang's cutie."
Cheng Ke looked at him for ten seconds before he stretched his voice and sighed: "Get out."
"Am I right?" Jiang Yuduo said, "In general, when you choose a personal trainer, you have to be the type you like. If I want to go to the gym, I will find a hot-figured beauty personal trainer, and it's easy to train. It’s more pleasant, right? Lucy went to the gym before, so she changed three gyms because she didn’t have the kind of appearance she liked in the personal training.”
Cheng Ke looked at his analysis and suddenly wanted to touch his face.
In order to control his maddening impulse, Cheng Ke put his hand in his pocket.
"But that Yang," Jiang Yuduo sighed, "it's fine if you don't talk, if you talk, you can annoy people to death. I'll give you face, or I'll tell him to shut up sooner."
"Don't worry about me," Cheng Ke also sighed, "I just found a private tutor. It just so happened that he knew me before, so you can think so much wherever you go."
"Then what do you like?" Jiang Yuduo snorted, "I've asked you many times, what's so hard to say about this kind of thing."
"Then what kind of girl do you like?" Cheng Ke smiled.
This question made Jiang Yuduo stunned. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Beautiful, with a big chest and a thin waist."
"Child." Cheng Ke said with a smile.
This kind of answer that only looks at the body and face can basically tell that Jiang Yuduo has never been in love.
It's amazing, a well-known boss, 21 years old and has never been in love.
"You're not a child," Jiang Yuduo looked at him, "what kind of middle-aged people like you, three and a half years old, like?"
Cheng Ke looked at him and said nothing.
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak, and looked at him and waited for him to answer.
After staring at each other for a while, Jiang Yuduo suddenly sat up straight: "Fuck me?"
When Jiang Yuduo made this exclamation, Cheng Ke regretted it. He didn't think about what hints he would give now, or even what hints he needed to give.
Jiang Yuduo's iron stick is as straight as a yam, and even if it's not homophobic, it's a kind of shock all day long. I really want to give some hints. , it is estimated that it will not continue.
But at this moment, Cheng Ke has no room to turn around. He just hopes that Jiang Yuduo's "fuck" will be followed by his boundless speculation.
"You wouldn't be..." Jiang Yuduo pointed to himself hesitantly, "Do you like my type?"
Cheng Ke raised his heart when he saw him pointing at him, but when he heard Jiang Yuduo said "my type" instead of "me", he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"What type are you?" he asked.
"Just..." Jiang Yuduo was stunned by this rhetorical question, looked down at himself, and pondered for a while, "Just me... this..."
Cheng Ke smiled.
"Fuck you, uncle," Jiang Yuduo, probably a little embarrassed for not being able to classify himself correctly, tutted impatiently, "Just say yes or not."
"Almost." Cheng Ke nodded with a smile.
Jiang Yuduo looked at him for a while and sighed: "Then your taste is not that good."
"Why is my taste so bad?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Anyhow, a young master," Jiang Yuduo said, "if you like my type, if you say it, it's just eight-handed, Chen Qing, Erbal, Dabin... Thinking about it, I think you have suffered from any spiritual problems. s damage."
…
Cheng Ke felt that this conversation could no longer go on. Once Jiang Yuduo's thinking started to deviate, he would be much more stubborn than Chen Qing.
"What exactly are you looking for me for today?" Cheng Ke could only change the subject.
"Oh, I almost forgot," Jiang Yuduo was a little embarrassed, "I just... want to ask if I can put the cat with you... "
"What?" Cheng Ke was stunned.
"Just two days," Jiang Yuduo quickly stretched out two fingers, "Lucy's mother wants to go back to the old house. I have to go out to live for two days, and there will be no place for the cat."
"Old house?" Cheng Ke was stunned for a while before he realized, "Is the house you live in Lucy's house now?"
"Well," Jiang Yuduo nodded, "Are you surprised?"
"I always thought it was yours." Cheng Ke said.
"Don't you have any idea about money?" Jiang Yuduo asked, "Don't talk about me, just like you are now, can you afford that house? The second-hand house in this area is on the first floor, with a small yard behind it. "
"The down payment is about the same." Cheng Ke thought for a while.
Jiang Yuduo looked at him for a while, then leaned back on the chair: "I can't afford it, I'm just messing around like this, none of these people can afford it."
"I don't mean it either, I can't afford it," Cheng Ke suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, "I didn't think about it."
"You can afford it by default." Jiang Yuduo hooked the corner of his mouth.
"Inertial thinking," Cheng Ke smiled, "I myself rent a house now."
The two were silent for a while, before Jiang Yuduo remembered the theme again: "Can you do it?"
"If I remember correctly," Cheng Ke took out his mobile phone and dug out the photo of the contract in the photo album, "Without the permission of Party A, Party B shall not keep any animals in the house in any form..."
"Fuck you have to film the contract, so just recite it if you have nothing to do," Jiang Yuduo put out his hand to block the screen, "Party A has now allowed it."
"I've never raised a cat, so I don't know how to get it." Cheng Ke said.
"I tell you, it's very easy, just give some food, it will go to the toilet by itself," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'll take all its things for you, the nest, the toilet, cat food and so on. "
Cheng Ke looked at him and found that Jiang Yuduo had already put on a pleading tone when he said these words, which sounded a little distressed for no reason. The cat's settlement seemed to be very important to him.
"Why did you put me here?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Chen Qing's family can't be let go, I don't worry about other people," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'm also afraid that they will lose the cat."
"In case I..." Cheng Ke has never raised a cat, he really doesn't know if he can see it, if he loses the cat, Jiang Yuduo looks so nervous, he is afraid that Jiang Yuduo will take it He came with a knife and chopped him.
"You won't," Jiang Yuduo smiled. "Although you don't know anything, if you agree to this matter, you won't go wrong."
Cheng Ke looked at him: "So sure?"
"I feel pretty accurate." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke really wants to say that you don't feel very accurate.
"Okay?" Jiang Yuduo asked again.
"Then where are you staying these two days?" Cheng Ke asked.
"The hotel," Jiang Yuduo said, "it doesn't matter how I stay, the main reason is that the hotel doesn't allow cats, and it's easy to run away."
Jiang Yuduo didn't have any emotions when he said this, and it was very common and natural, but Cheng Ke didn't know whether he was suddenly sensitive at this moment or for some other reason. Thinking of the ten-year-old child sleeping by the bridge back then...
"Or..." Cheng Ke said with difficulty, "you can stay with me for the next two days."
"Huh?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him stunned.
"There's no need to go to the hotel." Cheng Ke was a little uncomfortable, especially after Jiang Yuduo said "my type", this kind of reaction would make him very embarrassed, he added, " Anyway, it's only two days, you can sleep on the sofa and lay on the floor, it's more comfortable than a hotel."
Sleeping on the sofa floor is more comfortable than a hotel
Maybe not.
Cheng Ke especially wanted to smash Jiang Yuduo's head with a chair, so that he lost his memory.
"I... I'd better stay in a hotel." Jiang Yuduo said.
Fuck you.
At this moment, Cheng Ke especially wanted to smash a chair on his head, so he asked such an extra question, like a fool.