The waiter rescued the two of them when Cheng Ke was so embarrassed that he wanted to knock Jiang Yuduo unconscious with his bare hands.
"No. 23, it's your turn!" The waiter lifted the curtain and shouted.
"Let's go," Jiang Yuduo didn't feel anything, and pulled Cheng Ke happily, "We are No. 23."
What a broken shop!
The waiter didn't even ask for a meal on the 23rd, such a rude voice came to you.
What's up with you.
It's time for you to shower, it's time for you to get on the bus, it's time for you to buy tickets...
However, when he entered the store and smelled the strong smell of fish in sour soup, Cheng Ke temporarily forgave them.
"What kind of soup do you want?" the waiter asked.
Jiang Yuduo looked at Cheng Ke.
"What kind of soup is there?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Salt and sour, spicy sour, spicy sour, fresh sour, astringent sour." The waiter reported in one breath.
Probably because he had to report many times a day, he was very proficient in reporting, and his speech rate was amazing. After reporting, Cheng Ke remembered nothing but sour, and forgot everything else.
Jiang Yuduo watched him wait for a while, then turned to look at the waiter: "Spicy and sour soup, Heiyu."
"Okay," the waiter nodded, "I'll place an order for you first, and call me when you order the side dishes."
Before they could answer, the waiter had turned and walked away, waving to another table and calling for service.
"Business is so good?" Cheng Ke sighed.
"Well, so the waiter was very tired. Ertu couldn't handle it for a year, so he left." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Oh." Cheng Ke nodded.
"Have you ever worked?" Jiang Yuduo asked, thinking about it in a different way, "Have you ever worked?"
"No," Cheng Ke said, "just... worked in my dad's company for a while."
"What are you doing?" Jiang Yuduo asked again.
This is the topic that Cheng Ke is most reluctant to talk to people. Don't talk about it, even if you think about it sometimes, you will feel depressed for a while. If you say it nicely, it is in Dad's company, and if you say it a little bit less nicely, it is with Cheng Yi. , let Cheng Yi take him, and to put it more vulgarly, it is to give Cheng Yi a shot.
He sighed softly: "Do the chores for Cheng Yi."
"...Oh, no wonder," Jiang Yuduo didn't seem too surprised, and nodded, "It's good, you can still get money if you're not tired."
Cheng Ke laughed: "Yes."
"Is the salary much?" Jiang Yuduo asked again.
"I don't get paid," Cheng Ke said. "When the money is used, it will be paid, and the spoils will be divided at the end of the year."
"Ah." Jiang Yuduo nodded and ticked off the menu with a pen, "It's no wonder that more than 100,000 watches are thrown away when they are thrown away."
"That watch," Cheng Ke smiled, "Cheng Yi gave it to me."
Jiang Yuduo raised his eyes and looked at him: "Did he give you something?"
"Well," Cheng Ke took a sip of tea, "I thought this was... a sign that our relationship could be eased."
"As a result, this is a sign that you will be kicked out of the house. I'm not mistaken, that watch is quite new, and I haven't worn it for a few days," Jiang Yuduo said, "Actually, you have to keep doing this, even if there is no second young master fighting for family property, you It's only a matter of time before your dad kicks you out."
"Probably." Cheng Ke said.
"But you should hold on for a few more months," Jiang Yuduo said. "Anyway, you will divide the loot at the end of this year. As far as your spending style is concerned, it wasn't much last year."
"I'm all..." Cheng Ke is really reluctant to say, those somewhat humiliating pasts, he certainly wouldn't say it to another person, but Jiang Yuduo can always let him put down some precautions, "No problem."
Jiang Yuduo raised his head in surprise. When he was about to speak, the waiter brought up a large pot of fish in sour soup, and he just stared at Cheng Ke across the steaming pot.
After the waiter turned on the fire and walked away, he fanned the heat with his hand: "You haven't done enough for a year?"
"Well." Cheng Ke responded.
"You've lived for twenty-seven or eight years, and you haven't worked. You worked with your brother in your own company for less than a year before being kicked out of the house by your father?" Jiang Yuduo summed it up for him. "I'm sorry to say you're a waste..."
Jiang Dacun is worthy of having grown up on the street, and he often speaks so straightforwardly without any emotional intelligence.
Cheng Ke felt that he should feel embarrassed, but unexpectedly, he was only a little emotional and a little funny. Jiang Yuduo's summary was quite in place.
"Yes," Cheng Ke laughed, "I've been doing chores for a few months, and I just started getting into business, and it seems like I've screwed up at the beginning of the talk."
"You don't look like someone who can screw up," Jiang Yuduo frowned, "Is your brother mad at you?"
Cheng Ke didn't speak, and knocked on the empty cup. Of course he wouldn't screw it up. Although he was not interested in any business, since he had done it, he still wanted to do it well.
But Cheng Yi didn't give him this chance.
Jiang Yuduo took the bottle and poured him wine: "If you have always been a waste, you may be able to be a waste until you are old, but suddenly you are no longer a waste, and naturally someone has to clear the obstacles."
Cheng Ke glanced at Jiang Yuduo. He was young and thought a lot.
"Rich people like you have a very tiring life," Jiang Yuduo poured himself a drink. "It's trash, my father is not happy, it's not trash, my brother isn't happy."
Cheng Ke picked up the wine glass, and Jiang Yuduo also picked up his own glass.
"Did it." Cheng Ke slapped his glass hard, and the wine in the glass spilled into the soup.
"I'm fine, I don't know how much you drink, anyway, I don't want to carry the drunk back home, it's quite far." Jiang Yuduo raised his head and drank the wine, put the glass on the table, and looked at him provocatively.
On the one hand, he said that he would not carry drunks, and on the other hand, if the other party couldn't drink it, he was ready to laugh at him, which was childish.
Cheng Ke raised his head and drank a glass of wine and placed it next to his glass.
"Yo," Jiang Yuduo smiled, "Is it a challenge?"
"Third brother," Cheng Ke also smiled, "I'm not a waste of everything."
"Don't worry, I'm really drinking too much," Jiang Yuduo filled the two empty glasses again, "You don't need to carry me, just call Chen Qing and ask him to come and drag me into the car."
"Then what if I'm tall?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Wake you up." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke probably inherited his father's drinking in the matter of drinking. He has watched his father drink countless times since he was a child, but he has never seen his father drunk.
He drank everything he did with his ex-friends and was never drunk.
He is stronger than Cheng Yi at this point, and Cheng Yi can't drink enough.
Bu Chengyi has never been drunk, and since the day he knew that he could not drink enough, he hadn't drank again.
Thinking about it this way, Cheng Yi is still stronger than him.
He has no accurate judgment about anything that is not good for him, and he will never make the right choice based on reason.
Jiang Yuduo, for example.
He looked at Jiang Yuduo opposite.
If it was Cheng Yi, he would never have had any interaction with people like Jiang Yuduo from the beginning, and after discovering that Jiang Yuduo was wrong, he would not have even a second of contact.
Everyone will classify people, intentionally or not, Cheng Yi will, as will his own good old man who loves whoever is pleasing to the eye, even if he just separates Jiang Yuduo from those street gangsters, even Jiang Yuduo himself He drew a line for himself, and "my type" drew a young master like Cheng Ke on the other end of the line.
Cheng Ke held the cup and stretched it out in front of Jiang Yuduo.
Jiang Yuduo glanced at him, picked up the glass and touched him: "Why, if I didn't see your glass full, I thought you were begging for drinks."
Cheng Ke smiled.
Today's sour soup fish is delicious, the spicy and sour soup is very fragrant, the fish has no thorns, and the wine is also very enjoyable.
Jiang Yuduo glanced at him when he was checking out: "I can't tell, it's quite drinkable?"
"You can't look like a person." Cheng Ke patted him on the shoulder.
Drunk is not drunk, but dizzy is definitely dizzy.
Cheng Ke walked out of the store, trying to breathe a little to make himself awake, just took a breath, turned around and went back to the store.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Yuduo came over.
"It's snowing." Cheng Ke said.
"Let's go down," Jiang Yuduo said, "haven't seen it? Would you like to go out and scream a few times."
"...I'll just say, it's snowing." Cheng Ke said.
"Frozen you back?" Jiang Yuduo said.
"Ah." Cheng Ke smiled.
"Ah shit," Jiang Yuduo glanced at his neckline, "I'm wearing a lot of clothes."
"I went out too suddenly," Cheng Ke put on his hat, pulled the zipper of his coat to his chin, and walked out, "I'm not prepared."
"Squeamish," Jiang Yuduo said, "you are the pretty little cutie."
"... I'm fucking," Cheng Ke turned to look at him, "I really convinced you."
Jiang Yuduo laughed: "Hey, I don't know either, so I'll just say it."
"Please say something else next time." Cheng Ke said.
In addition to motorcycles and bicycles, even tricycles cannot enter this street, so you have to walk to the intersection for taxis.
Cheng Ke rarely needs to walk half a street by himself after eating and then stand on the side of the street to take a taxi. When he walks out with his head buried in the wind, he admires these people who come to eat. Everyone has to go out like this, or take a taxi. Or pick up your car at the parking lot at the intersection.
But it was only 30 to 50 meters away. Seeing everyone walking calmly, Cheng Ke felt that Jiang Yuduo was right when he said he was squeamish, but he was quite squeamish. Even after walking half a street, I still feel emotional.
"Can I call a car here?" Cheng Ke stood at the intersection, looking at the cars coming and going.
"I called, but I haven't received the order yet," Jiang Yuduo said, holding his mobile phone. "Let's wait in the supermarket across the street. There's no need to turn around when the car arrives."
"Okay." Cheng Ke nodded, the light for pedestrians crossing the street was green, and he walked quickly to the opposite side.
In this kind of day, it's okay to walk, but if you stop and stand, you can freeze people immediately.
When he walked to the middle of the zebra crossing, the wind was blowing fast, Cheng Ke heard something, but covering his ears in his hat, he could only hear that it was not the wind, and it was a bit harshly wrapped in the snoring of the north wind.
When he saw out of the corner of his eye that the light on the left was almost in front of him, he realized that it was the screeching sound of the tires and the ground rubbing against the ground when braking suddenly.
At this moment, only one sentence flashed in his mind calmly.
This idiot didn't slow down when he turned right. There was ice on the ground and he couldn't stop it.
Cheng Ke's reaction was fast enough. He chose to step back. If he rushed forward, he might just be hit by the tail of the car that was skidding suddenly.
But his time is really not enough, the car is too close.
I only took a step back, and I felt that the car had come to my side.
Immediately, I felt that the lights were dazzlingly bright, and the front, back, left, right, up and down were full of light, and I couldn't see anything.
Then I felt my right arm being pulled behind me fiercely, and then my whole body was pulled back by the waist.
This power is quite large, and he can feel that his neck is almost unable to keep up with his body.
The car rushed out in front of him, flicked its tail, and threw it sideways for more than ten meters, forcing the three cars in the opposite lane to stop, then slid back to his own lane, and continued to drive away.
When Cheng Ke came back to his senses, Jiang Yuduo had already pulled him back to the side of the road.
"Fuck." He scolded in a low voice, a little frightened.
Jiang Yuduo didn't make a sound, but still dragged his arm, while the other hand wrapped around his chest and yanked back.
Because Cheng Ke was still in a backward posture, he was dragged a little unsteadily and stumbled.
"It's all right," Cheng Ke said, turning his head to look at Jiang Yuduo, "you can let me go."
Jiang Yuduo didn't say a word, but walked forward so fast.
"Jiang Yuduo?" Cheng Ke took off the hat on his head and shouted again into his ear, "Let go of me, it's alright!"
Jiang Yuduo glanced at him, but still didn't speak.
Cheng Ke heard his urgent and heavy breathing when he turned his face. Jiang Yuduo was very nervous.
"Thirdest?" Cheng Ke immediately became nervous, and tried to call out again, preparing for the possibility that he might start his hands again inexplicably.
But Jiang Yuduo didn't beat him suddenly, but kept dragging him back to the intersection, and then to the side of a building before letting go.
"You..." Cheng Ke breathed a sigh of relief, just as he was about to say that you responded very quickly, Jiang Yuduo hugged him.
This hug was so strong that Cheng Ke was pulled forward, and when he wanted to move again, Jiang Yuduo's arms had already tightened.
"Jiang Yuduo?" Cheng Ke was very shocked.
In normal times, he would definitely pack up his mood and start enjoying it, but now, his immediate reaction was that Jiang Yuduo might be planning to slap him so hard.
He quickly bent his elbows, trying to put his arms between the two of them, so that he could push them away when Jiang Yuduo exerted his strength.
But Jiang Yuduo didn't take any further action, and stopped moving after hugging him.
Can't say it didn't move at all.
The body is moving.
Cheng Ke felt it.
Jiang Yuduo's arm was shaking, and then his body began to tremble.
And his breathing was still very fast, like a frightened and tired panting after being driven by a ghost to run ten kilometers.
It wasn't until then that Cheng Ke slowly began to react.
Jiang Yuduo was in this state.
is afraid.
"It's alright." Cheng Ke hesitated for a moment, raised his arms and hugged him.
Through his thick coat, he could still feel Jiang Yuduo's body shaking in his arms.
"It's alright," Cheng Ke can't comfort anyone, and has never comforted anyone, let alone a situation like Jiang Yuduo. He couldn't figure out what Jiang Yuduo was afraid of, so he could only repeat this sentence. , "It's all right."
Jiang Yuduo didn't react, just tightened his arms and grabbed his clothes tightly.
"It's alright, it's alright," Cheng Ke admired himself to the death, he just said this back and forth, he stretched out his hand and patted Jiang Yuduo's back lightly, spinning words quickly in his mind, pondering Anyway, I changed it, but when I opened my mouth, I was still the same, "It's alright..."
Just shut up.
Cheng Ke didn't speak anymore, just kept patting Jiang Yuduo's back lightly.
After an estimated two minutes, Jiang Yuduo still didn't seem to return to normal state. Cheng Ke felt that if he hugged him for a while, it would be time for someone to watch, so he tried to tug at his clothes.
Jiang Yu moved.
Cheng Ke hurriedly tugged again, and when Jiang Yuduo's arm was a little tight, he pushed Jiang Yuduo away.
But Jiang Yuduo grabbed his sleeve again and stared at him.
"It's me," Cheng Ke said immediately, "Cheng Ke, I'm Cheng Ke."
For fear that it would be too late, Jiang Yuduo would come over with a punch.
After speaking, Jiang Yuduo didn't react, so he frowned, his eyes were confused.
"Jiang Yuduo?" Cheng Ke held his face carefully and shook it slightly, "Hey, it's me."
Jiang Yuduo's breathing finally changed, and it became less rapid.
"It's alright," Cheng Ke said.
Damn, are there any new words!
Jiang Yuduo looked at him.
Cheng Ke couldn't tell how he felt now. Apart from some vague fear, the expression on Jiang Yuduo's face made him a little uncomfortable.
This fear is real.
Jiang Yuduo was literally wrapped in some kind of fear.
"Speak." Cheng Ke held his face and shook it slightly.
Jiang Yuduo didn't say anything, but still looked at him.
Cheng Ke made a decision. He determined that the decision was based on the purpose of bringing Jiang Yuduo back to reality, but he did not deny that there were some other ideas.
But right now he has no other way, he doesn't have the courage to slap him, he's afraid to give himself a street fight, not to mention Jiang Yuduo still has a knife in his pocket.
He cleared his throat.
He didn't know why he had to clear his throat.
All in all, I cleared my throat.
Then he kissed Jiang Yuduo's lips.
Wake up, pretty little cutie!
As soon as Cheng Ke's lips left, Jiang Yuduo suddenly pushed him away.
There was a wall behind him, and Cheng Ke directly hit the wall.
Jiang Yuduo stared at him for a few seconds, and finally said a word: "What did you do?"
"Fuck," Cheng Ke was pleasantly surprised when he saw that he finally got the focus, "Are you all right?"
"...It's okay." Jiang Yuduo paused for a while, and asked again, "Did you fucking kiss me?"
"Well," Cheng Ke said, "if you don't call me, I'm going to fuck you in the street."
Jiang Yuduo was silent, before sighing for a long time: "It scared me to death."
"What?" Cheng Ke asked.
"You cross the street without looking at the road!" Jiang Yuduo roared.
"Fuck!" Cheng Ke was so frightened by his voice that he hit the wall again, "what are you calling!"
"You can't see that car coming!" Jiang Yuduo roared again.
"...I didn't see it," Cheng Ke saw someone on the other side of the road looking over, and lowered his voice, "I'm wearing a hat, and I didn't expect people to drive like this in this weather."
"If I didn't hold you, you would be killed!" Jiang Yuduo said.
"It doesn't have to be... it can kill you." Cheng Ke said a little unconvinced, mainly because he really didn't know what to say to make Jiang Yuduo not angry.
Jiang Yuduo stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Fuck you, uncle."
Cheng Ke was relieved when he saw his smile, and tidied up his clothes: "Thank you."
Jiang Yuduo's cell phone rang, the car they called had arrived, and no one was seen.
"We'll be there soon, we're across the street." Jiang Yuduo said, after hanging up the phone, he glanced at Cheng Ke, "The car is here, let's go."
"Well." Cheng Ke responded.
When crossing the street this time, Jiang Yuduo took it to his left, and after the zebra crossing was halfway through, Jiang Yuduo went around to his right again.
Cheng Ke wanted to laugh a little, but moved his nose a little bit.
No matter what the reason was for Jiang Yuduo, his heart was as soft as a lump of egg yolk.
Since the fight that day, the two of them took the car twice, and Jiang Yuduo was the co-pilot. Now that Cheng Ke got in the car and sat in the back seat, Jiang Yuduo also came up and sat next to him.
After the car drove off, Jiang Yuduo looked out of the car window again, looked back a few times, and put his hand into his pocket.
Cheng Ke's heart jerked, and after seeing Jiang Yuduo take out a piece of cigarette paper and a pen from his pocket, he turned his head away and smiled at the glass.
"Laughing fart." Jiang Yuduo whispered, lowering his head and writing on the cigarette case paper.
"Write what?" Cheng Ke asked in a low voice.
"License plate." Jiang Yuduo wrote a series of letters and numbers on the cigarette case paper.
"That car just now?" Cheng Ke was shocked.
"Yeah." Jiang Yuduo nodded, and put the cigarette case paper and pen he had written on back in his pocket, "If I don't write it down, I'm afraid I'll forget it in two days."
Don't say two days, Cheng Ke feels that he will forget it in a second.
No, it is impossible to remember.
Jiang Yuduo actually recorded the license plate number under such circumstances.
The driver put on a disc, and Cheng Ke was moved when the music started.
It is rare to meet a driver who puts a guitar disc in the car without listening to the traffic station, storytelling, comic dialogue, or various music charts.
He and Jiang Yuduo didn't speak anymore, leaning on the back seat and listening to the soothing tune.
It wasn't until the car turned to the street where he lived that Jiang Yuduo leaned into his ear and whispered, "Did you really fucking kiss me just now?"
Listening to the tone, Cheng Ke estimated that he couldn't hold back this question all the way.
"Yeah," Cheng Ke also whispered in his ear, "special treatment in special circumstances, and it's not the first kiss."
"...Ah." Jiang Yuduo looked at him with a frown.