Jiang Yuduo didn't answer Cheng Ke's question, which he thought was forcibly saving face, but just glanced at him and walked out with his things: "There's a bag over there, please help me."
Cheng Ke held the cat in his coat with one hand, picked up the bag on the ground with the other, and closed the door behind him: "Do you need to lock it?"
"No, if the old lady came over in the afternoon and found that the door could be opened by twisting it twice, she would scold." Jiang Yuduo said.
"What's wrong with this?" Cheng Ke was stunned.
"I would say I don't want her to come in." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Such a difficult old lady..." Cheng Ke was a little speechless.
"My house has been tidy up for a day, I'm afraid that I haven't cleaned it up somewhere," Jiang Yuduo sighed, "She can scold me for two hours."
"Did Lucy rent this room to you?" Cheng Ke asked.
"No," Jiang Yuduo said, "I live for nothing."
"Oh," Cheng Ke responded, "does the old lady come often?"
"Come here once a few months," Jiang Yuduo said. "Usually I go out for a few days. Now it's a little troublesome to have a cat."
"Actually, you," Cheng Ke stood at the entrance of the corridor with him, wondering if he wanted to take a taxi or what, "it's good to rent a room by yourself, you don't have to be angry with the old lady."
"I'm not angry," Jiang Yuduo looked at the intersection and whispered, "At the age of three and a half, his grandmother also scolds me all day long, I think it's good."
"What is your hobby?" Cheng Ke looked at him.
"You don't understand," Jiang Yuduo said, "the feeling of living in the world."
"Really," Cheng Ke frowned, "then am I dead in the world? I can't stand someone scolding me."
Jiang Yuduo glanced at him: "I'm different from you."
We are different.
Cheng Ke sang in his heart.
After standing for about two minutes, a Lu Xun drove up and stopped in front of them. Chen Qing jumped out of the car.
"Damn! There's a broken tricycle at the intersection, and there's no one there. I dragged the tricycle away to get in." Chen Qing looked at the things they were holding, "That's it. something?"
"Did I say a lot?" Jiang Yuduo glared at him, "Why don't you come here in a pickup?"
"There are no pickups in the store today," Chen Qing took the cat cage in his hand and put it in the trunk, "Ji... ke..."
"Please," Cheng Ke said, "just call me Jaeger-LeCoultre and forget my name, okay?"
"Brother Ji," Chen Qing said, "put the things here."
Cheng Ke put the bag in his hand in the trunk, and then carried the cat to the back seat.
"Third brother," Chen Qing started the car, "Why don't you stay at my house and eat on time."
"Don't I always eat on time?" Jiang Yuduo said.
"It's inconvenient for you to stay in a hotel, and you can't do it yourself." Chen Qing said.
"Forget it, your mother doesn't like me very much, and she doesn't like you either," Jiang Yuduo said, "I live with Cheng Ke."
"Ah?" Chen Qing glanced at Cheng Ke in the rearview mirror, "Did you clean up the house and cook for him?"
"...Not really." Cheng Ke sighed.
But after hearing Jiang Yuduo's words, he was going to live with him, but he was a little unhappy at the moment, and he always felt that he had done something shameful.
Jiang Yuduo didn't know what was in his heart.
"Then..." Chen Qing wanted to say something, but hesitated for a while and didn't say anything, "Okay, it's just two days anyway."
After sending them downstairs, Chen Qing hurried back to the store.
Cheng Ke took the cat out of his clothes. The cat had probably followed Jiang Yuduo for a long time. He was very wild. It was running back and forth in his clothes, and his claws probably made several marks on him.
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak the whole time, and looked contemplative.
After entering the door and putting everything down, he looked at Cheng Ke and said, "I have something to say, don't be angry when I say it."
"Tell me," Cheng Ke sat on the sofa, "I have a good temper."
"I think of you as a friend," Jiang Yuduo said, "so you... like men and cuties, I don't care, I don't think you... perverted or something."
Cheng Ke glanced at him and said nothing.
"Just," Jiang Yuduo said with difficulty, but the expression on his face was very serious, and it could be seen that what he was about to say was very important to him, "If you really have any ideas, I won't say anything. What, after all... it's your own business, but... anyway... you just have to hold it back, don't let me feel it."
Cheng Ke was silent.
Not surprised, not stunned.
Now I want to get up and open the window and jump out.
He has grown up, likes and is liked, and has experienced rejection and rejection. Usually, it is almost enough to imply that they understand each other.
But Jiang Yuduo's tone was serious and serious, like an ultimatum, as if he slapped him in the face.
This is the first time he has tasted this kind of embarrassing and straightforward blow that doesn't give any face.
This taste is simply indescribable.
He knew now that his face was far less thick than he thought.
"Third brother," Cheng Ke lit a cigarette, "what do you feel?"
"I don't know what it's like to be interested in someone," Jiang Yuduo looked at him, "but I know what it's like to have someone interested in me."
"Fuck you," Cheng Ke said, "I'm not interested in you at all, do you understand?"
Jiang Yuduo still looked at him, and after a while he said, "I'm not a fool."
"Give you a minute, no, a second," Cheng Ke pointed to the door, "Go away."
Jiang Yuduo hesitated for a while, took a step towards the door, and stopped again: "Don't be angry, I am..."
"I'll let you go now, don't be angry," Cheng Ke said, "one second."
Jiang Yuduo paused, opened the door and walked out.
After the door was closed, Cheng Ke pinched out the cigarette, lowered his head for a while, put his hand in his hair and scratched, agitated for a while, and then slapped his head again, what the fuck! How did this happen!
When he raised his head, he saw Meow sitting on the coffee table, looking at him intently.
"You look at the fart?" Cheng Ke stared at it, "Go away!"
Meow ignored him and didn't move.
Cheng Ke looked at the various cat supplies that hadn't been sorted out, and stayed for five minutes, then stood up, opened everything, and took out everything.
In the cat cage, Jiang Yuduo usually placed it next to the radiator. He placed the cat cage next to the radiator. The food and water basins were placed by the kitchen door, and there were also small towels for sleeping. In the nest, the cat toilet is placed in the human toilet.
When I took it into the toilet, I knocked on the door frame, and the cat litter splattered all over the ground, and meowed from behind.
"Got it!" Cheng Ke turned back and roared, "Don't worry, you can poop with less cat litter!"
Meow wasn't yelled at by him, she sat down calmly, raised her paws and licked it.
Cheng Ke is quite proficient in sweeping the floor now. It only took him twenty seconds to sweep the cat litter. When he was about to pour it back into the cat toilet, he glanced at Meow, who had been staring at him, and finally poured the cat litter into it. trash can.
"Come on," he said.
Meow stood up and went into the toilet, turned around and came out again.
Supposed to be an inspection.
Cheng Ke poured water into the basin, returned to the living room, and sat on the sofa. Miao quickly followed, jumped on the sofa, and lay on his lap.
"Go to the side!" Cheng Ke picked it up and threw it aside.
It came over quickly, and fell back on his lap.
Cheng Ke threw it away twice, and it all came back on its back. Cheng Ke sighed and ignored it. He lay on the sofa and turned on the projector with the remote control.
Watch a movie.
He searched for a while in the set-top box, and randomly picked a movie that made him jump into the sky and racing boats and clicked on it.
As soon as he watched the beginning, he fell asleep before the title came out.
But I didn't sleep for a long time, and when I woke up, the movie was still pulling the end.
He should have been able to sleep until the night, but he was woken up by being held back, and Meow didn't know when he was lying on his chest.
Fortunately, I haven't watched a horror movie, or I must have had a nightmare.
He sat up and looked at the time. He missed lunch, and it was almost time for afternoon tea. Thinking of what to eat, he glanced at the cat food. Meow has been following him. Are you hungry
Do cats eat three meals a day
How much do you eat per meal
Do you give canned food every meal
Cheng Ke had no idea about this at all. He took out his mobile phone, stared at the black screen for a long time, and then threw it aside.
Eat a little, and you won't die.
He used to grab a handful from the cat food bag and put it in the food bowl.
Meow immediately went over, buried her head and started eating.
In Cheng Ke's impression, cats, dogs, and dogs all eat with their tongues rolled up. It was the first time he saw a small kitten that opened its mouth to the cat food and ate it.
"Is this something you inherited from Jiang Dacun?" Cheng Ke squatted down and looked at it, "Ah? You are too savage to eat, right Xiaocun?"
After saying this, he suddenly became a little irritable.
He stood up, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it in one breath.
He just drove Jiang Yuduo away from here two hours ago. To be honest, his embarrassing and shameful energy has not yet passed. When he thinks of Jiang Yuduo's serious words, he is embarrassed for a while.
But Meow just swayed back and forth in front of his eyes, and when he saw it, he could think of Jiang Yuduo.
When he thought of Jiang Yuduo, his whole body seemed to be on fire.
Not lust.
It's the kind of scalding pain in the face of the public.
It was awkward for a while, depressed for a while, and angered for a while and wanted to call myself a fool.
He clearly knew that Jiang Yuduo was straight, but he still had no control over his temper.
waste!
At four o'clock, Cheng Ke felt that he was very hungry, and he usually wouldn't be so hungry if he didn't eat lunch.
He ordered a takeaway for himself, then walked to the window, hoping that the delivery boy would appear soon.
It's not snowing now, but the wind is still quite strong. He never ordered takeout before, but now he does almost every day. He admires the delivery boy who runs all over the street in this weather, and he always gives a little tip every time. impulsive, but afraid of being impolite.
Why don't you get a can of yogurt today... It seems inappropriate for my brother to drink yogurt in such a cold weather...
He was mulling over it in a daze, when he suddenly saw a delivery boy driving over on a motorcycle.
So fast
Without waiting for him to bring his mobile phone over to see if it was for him, he walked out of the building alone and walked to the little brother.
It's not surprising that there are other people ordering food in this building, but…
Cheng Ke opened the window, stretched his head out and stared again.
But this person is Jiang Yuduo!
This is amazing!
Cheng Ke couldn't recognize Jiang Yuduo's Tianling cover, but he knew Jiang Yuduo's coat. A few hours ago, Jiang Yuduo wore this coat and was chased out of the house by him.
Now Jiang Yuduo is still downstairs!
And... cut off his takeout
Cheng Ke was stunned for a while, then turned and walked quickly to the sofa, took the phone and turned it on.
It shows that the little brother has just entered the store.
It wasn't the meal he ordered, it was ordered by Jiang Yuduo.
Hold
Cheng Ke hurried to the window again, and when he looked down, the delivery boy had turned around and drove away, and Jiang Yuduo was no longer downstairs.
Cheng Ke stood on the window sill for a long time against the north wind before shrinking back and closing the window.
He couldn't even think of a rough metaphor for what he was feeling at the moment.
Sitting on the sofa stunned.
Jiang Yuduo was kicked out by him, but he didn't leave, or did he leave and come back
What the fuck does this mean
He just thought that someone was going to kill him, so he guarded
But no matter if it's true or not, if someone wants to kill him, Guan Jiangyu will take the fart!
because…
I treat you as a friend.
Jiang Yuduo was serious when he said this, just as serious as when he said "you have to hold back."
I treat you as a friend, so I will protect you, but even though we are friends, I can't accept that you put your thoughts on me on your face.
Cheng Ke sighed.
He didn't know what Jiang Yuduo's definition of a friend was.
Because he felt that he couldn't do this to an ordinary friend.
For Cheng Ke, Jiang Yuduo's behavior simply gave him Chi Guoguo a chance to imagine things.
The phone rang, and Cheng Ke answered the phone.
This time, the meal he ordered was delivered.
When he went to open the door, he looked out from the cat's eye, and only opened the door when he saw the delivery boy outside.
He ordered a double-cooked pork rice bowl.
He really likes to eat twice-cooked pork, especially the soup of the twice-cooked pork mixed with rice... Soup!
Cheng Ke looked in shock at the well-defined rice and vegetables in the lunch box, and tugged it twice with his chopsticks.
"Fuck!" He couldn't help but scold.
Is this called a rice bowl
Donburi without soup is an insult to diners!
Cheng Ke, who had been unhappy all afternoon, was now unhappy to the top. He threw the chopsticks on the table violently and sat back on the sofa.
Fuck whoever wants to eat it!
There are a lot of security guards, I should say a lot.
Jiang Yuduo was sitting in the security room. Before eating, the security guard kept telling him about his childhood. From kindergarten to elementary school, he started talking about junior high school after eating.
It might be too annoying to change someone, but Jiang Yuduo was very interesting to hear it.
Kindergarten, elementary school, and junior high school are the life experiences that most people will have even if they are street gangsters, but he is completely blank.
These long-winded narrations made him feel that he was slowly experiencing the lives of others. He was a little dazed, a little envious, and also felt safe.
So many people are in the sun, no matter how unfortunate they think they are, they are still in the sun.
He likes to listen to these, just as he likes to listen to his grandmother and Lucy's mother scolding him at the age of three and a half. That kind of special mundane and common feeling that can be found all over the world makes him feel very real.
Cheng Ke slept on the sofa until it was dark before waking up.
Looking at the time, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. This time, he woke up hungry. He entered three restaurants in his dream, but he was kicked out because he had no money on him.
He got up and washed his face, grabbed some cat food for Meow, and opened a can of food. He didn't know how much to feed. Looking at Meow's food, he might be able to eat ten or eight. He hesitated to give a two scoops.
After scooping a spoon, before reaching the edge of the food bowl, Meow stood up and hugged the spoon and started eating.
Cheng Ke sighed: "Are you hungry?"
Meow devoured two spoonfuls of canned food and continued to eat cat food. Cheng Ke didn't dare to feed it any more. After all, other people's cats should take it easy.
Its owner is still... downstairs
Cheng Ke hesitated for a moment, walked to the window, and looked down against the glass.
Hold.
Really!
Jiang Yuduo estimated that he had been staying in the security room all the time, and he may have been familiar with the security guards. At this moment, he and the security guards were standing in the open space downstairs and playing military boxing.
Are you both neurotic
Are you fed up
Cheng Ke didn't know where he got the fire, and his stomach hurt a little now.
He slammed the curtains shut.
After staring blankly at the curtain for a long time, I suddenly felt that I might have found the source of the fire—except for him, everyone could get along with Jiang Yuduo at ease.
Only he, no matter what, could not find the point of balance with Jiang Yuduo.
Even before he didn't have any ill intentions.
I am not like you.
Jiang Yuduo's words were still in his mind.
Who are you like
Cheng Ke didn't order takeout anymore, he didn't want to give himself any more reason to stand by the window and look out.
He went to boil a pot of boiling water and soaked himself a bowl of instant noodles.
Then I sat in the living room and watched a movie.
When Xu Ding called, he had a feeling of being saved.
Although Xu Ding just reminded him to shoot a video tomorrow, and then confirmed some details with him, all of which were work-related, but for him who had been bored for a day, it was indeed a life saver.
"I have something I want to talk to you about tomorrow." Xu Ding said.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Ke asked.
"I got a themed restaurant with my friends," Xu Ding said, "It's made of sand."
"Huh?" Cheng Ke paused the movie.
"Would you like to come and help?" Xu Ding said, "It's still decorating, you can help me, art director, I usually invite people to perform, and you occasionally come as a guest performer or something, are you interested?"
"Do you think I can do it?" Cheng Ke asked. Xu Ding's question was definitely not as simple as he said. If he really just helped to take a look and perform occasionally, Xu Ding wouldn't follow him when he was decorating. He says.
"I think about it, only you can do it." Xu Ding smiled.
"Xu Ding, don't do this because you want to help me," Cheng Ke said, "I don't want to owe you such a big favor."
"If it's just an ordinary restaurant, I'll help you when I ask you," Xu Ding said. "In this regard, if I ask you, it should be regarded as I beg you."
"That's fine," Cheng Ke thought for a while, "let's talk about it tomorrow."
"Okay." Xu Ding said, "By the way, if it's convenient tomorrow, let the third one come with you. As I said last time, if there is another performance by you, I will call him."
"...Is this a performance tomorrow?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Forget it, making a video is more interesting than just performing," Xu Ding said, "but if it's inconvenient for you, forget it."
"What's the inconvenience?" Cheng Ke didn't want Xu Ding to notice anything, "let him join us."
"Then I'll give him a call later," Xu Ding said, "I'll send a car to pick you up tomorrow."
"Okay." Cheng Ke replied.
After hanging up the phone, he sighed softly.
After watching the movie, Cheng Ke got up and walked to the window again. The security guard on duty downstairs should be changing shifts now, and Jiang Yuduo's familiar one has to go back to rest.
Can the next one still keep him in the security room
… is he still downstairs
After standing by the window for a few minutes, Jiang Yuduo and the security guard walked out of the building together. The security guard waved to him, turned and walked towards the security dormitory in the community.
Jiang Yuduo didn't go back to the building, he stood in the open space for a while, walked slowly to the back of the building, and walked around the building after a while.
Cheng Ke controlled himself, pulled the curtains and went back to the sofa to sit down.
After the movie was over, he went to the window again.
Jiang Yuduo was not downstairs.
He looked around and saw no one.
Just when he was about to take a shower and go to bed, Jiang Yuduo came out of the corridor again, and after moving around in the open space, he ran.
Cheng Ke watched him run down the road into the small garden, and after a while, he ran out from the other side of the small garden, and then circled around the back of the building.
night run
Although it has not snowed, the temperature is…
Cheng Ke raised his head abruptly. At this moment, he felt that he was probably really a waste, and he really didn't deserve any friends. It was probably not without a reason that none of his friends had stood by his side for so many years.
It was only now that he suddenly remembered that Jiang Yuduo had a fever.
The guilt and chagrin made him doubt whether he really "cared".
When he ran out the door, he didn't even bother to put on his coat, so he remembered to take the key. When he found that the coat was not on, the elevator had already gone down.
Forget it, just for a moment.
When he rushed out of the elevator, the security guard was probably startled by his clothes and shouted, "Mr. Cheng! Is there something wrong! Is there something wrong!"
"It's okay!" Cheng Ke waved at him, "I'll be back in a minute!"
Cheng Ke only felt cold after rushing out. He just saw Jiang Yuduo running into the small garden again, so he ran over and used the simplest method.
He roared into the small garden: "Jiang Yuduo!"
Two seconds later, Jiang Yuduo, who was shocked, ran out from the side: "What's the matter!"
Before he could answer, Jiang Yuduo had already grabbed him by the arm and threw him into the angle between the pillar and the wall next to him. This action was so fast that Cheng Ke didn't even understand how he was thrown over.
When he came back to his senses, Jiang Yuduo had already pulled out a knife from his pocket.
"I'm fine!" Cheng Ke was startled, and quickly grabbed his left hand holding the knife, "I'm here to find you!"
Jiang Yuduo looked around again before turning his head: "Look for me?"
Cheng Ke frowned and touched his forehead: "Is your fever still going?"
"Retreat." Jiang Yuduo ducked back.
"Come up." Cheng Ke turned around and walked upstairs.
Jiang Yuduo stood still.
Cheng Ke turned his head to look at him, and shouted, "Come up!"
Jiang Yuduo hesitated for two seconds and followed.