"Do you mean to move away?" Jiang Yuduo squeezed the bottle in his hand, raised his head and drank all the remaining water, then sighed and wiped his mouth.
Cheng Ke looked at him.
Many times, Jiang Yuduo seems to have two states, he doesn't know how to define it, but he can feel it.
For example, Jiang Yuduo's calm now, and the calm last night, are two states.
"I mean..." Cheng Ke thought for a while, "Why don't I go home and stay for a while."
"Fuck," Jiang Yuduo laughed, "Do you want to talk to Cheng Yi first, and then see if he can let you go back home smoothly?"
Cheng Ke sighed, turned sideways, bent his legs, and pulled a corner of the quilt to cover his legs.
"Cold? Isn't the heating on, why is it off?" Jiang Yuduo pushed the quilt over.
"It's been so long, even with the window open, the air is not good," Cheng Ke said. "Besides, I'm afraid I'll burn the oil."
"Did you not sleep all night?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"No, maybe I slept for a while, I don't know, I'm confused." Cheng Ke rubbed his face.
"Your face is really ugly." Jiang Yuduo said looking at him.
"It's better than you," Cheng Ke also looked at him, Jiang Yuduo's face was pale, and at a glance, he knew that this wave of dizziness was serious, "Didn't you fall asleep?"
"Well, you can't sleep or move," Jiang Yuduo smiled, "I thought you were asleep."
"How... can I fall asleep." Cheng Ke said.
"Did you think about it all night?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
Cheng Ke didn't speak, he touched a cigarette, lit it, and threw the cigarette case and lighter to him.
Jiang Yuduo lit a cigarette, leaned against the car door, and looked out the window: "It's snowing again."
"Ruixue is a good year." Cheng Ke said.
"If you can't go home," Jiang Yuduo asked, "where do you want to go?"
"Me and..." Cheng Ke hesitated for a while, but didn't say Xu Ding's name, "My friend set up a shop, and just wanted to get a rough idea of the hardware before the year. You can live in the shop first, or..."
"Xu Ding?" Jiang Yuduo asked, still looking out the window.
"...Well," Cheng Ke looked at him, "I've known Xu Ding for many years, and we've always been in contact..."
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak any more.
"At this moment..." Cheng Ke also looked out the window, "Is there any early sales?"
"Yes," Jiang Yuduo turned his head, "are you hungry?"
"It seems a little bit, it doesn't feel like falling asleep all the time, just..." Before Cheng Ke finished speaking, Jiang Yuduo had already pinched the cigarette and lifted the quilt, he quickly grabbed Jiang Yuduo's arm, "I With you... if you're not hungry, I'll... go by myself."
"I'll go." Jiang Yuduo said.
"No, you're not dizzy just now," Cheng Ke pulled him and didn't let go, "It's cold."
"I'll go." Jiang Yuduo said.
"I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat." Cheng Ke said.
"I'm hungry." Jiang Yuduo looked at him.
Cheng Ke was speechless for a moment, Jiang Yuduo looked at his hand: "Let go."
Cheng Ke had to let go.
Jiang Yu grabbed the car, closed the door, looked around again, and then lowered his head and walked towards the east gate.
In fact, for him, the temperature outside is not too cold, but he didn't even take off his coat when he lay there that night. Cheng Ke also piled a quilt for him, and after the body got used to the temperature, he lifted it so violently The quilt was in the snow, and it was really cold.
He zipped his coat all the way and walked quickly.
The surroundings are very quiet. At this time, the person who goes to bed late has just gone to bed, and the person who wakes up early has not yet woken up. For him, it is a very safe time.
The shop just opened early, and it may take a while to buy food.
In fact, it would be just right to come out half an hour later.
But Jiang Yuduo still insists on now, not arguing with Cheng Ke, nor is he afraid that he is in danger, just think of it.
He didn't want to be too embarrassed.
I don't want Cheng Ke to be too embarrassed.
Cheng Ke is a good person, although Cheng Ke doesn't believe his words, at least not completely, but Cheng Ke is indeed a good person.
What's wrong with you.
Someone said this to him, maybe more than one, but he couldn't remember, and he couldn't remember those who disappeared.
Everything is not unfamiliar.
But very different.
Cheng Ke was the only one who never said these words to him, and was even willing to speak carefully along his lines.
The only one who didn't disappear right away when he thought he would be hurt by him.
Maybe it's kindness, maybe it's upbringing, maybe it's the phrase "have an idea".
Cheng Ke is different from everyone.
He was a little scared.
He was afraid that if Cheng Ke disappeared one day, he would always remember it.
The early shop really just opened, and when Jiang Yuduo got it, the owner of the steamed bun shop was pushing up the shutter door.
"It's so early," the boss looked at the clock on the wall when he saw him approaching, "it will take a while, the steamed buns have just been steamed."
"It's okay." Jiang Yuduo said, when he walked into the store, he felt a little itchy on his face and reached out to touch it.
I felt a thin strip of melting ice in the corner of my eye.
There were some sundries, daily necessities and untreated dishes on the table in the corner. Jiang Yu took it away, picked up a small mirror on the table, and looked at himself.
In the middle of the emerald green circle is his pale face, which is probably too cold.
Eye circles are not red.
He rubbed his eyes, sat down on the stool, lit a cigarette, and looked outside.
The outside is gray and white, and the street lights pass through the snow and fog, barely illuminating a space, like a trumpet with white flowers on a yellow background.
Under the street light pole on the opposite street, there is a person standing.
At the first glance, there was no one there, and at the second glance, Jiang Yuduo saw it.
"Are you going to catch a train?" The boss took down the chairs on the table one by one. "At this point, I'm afraid the car won't be able to hit the train. There isn't a single ghost on the street."
"No, it's too early to fall asleep," Jiang Yuduo looked away, "I'm hungry."
When he looked again, there was no one under the light pole. He lowered his head and closed his eyes.
"Insomnia at such a young age," the boss said with a smile, "I'm an old man, and I'm going backwards every day. You're still not tired enough."
"Probably." Jiang Yuduo said.
After the steamed buns were finished, Jiang Yuduo bought twenty of them, which were quite big, and with the hot soy milk, he probably couldn't finish them all.
He stuffed the steamed buns and soy milk into his jacket and hugged them, and walked back to the community quickly.
When he could see the car from a distance, he lowered his head and looked around his eyes again, but found nothing.
Twenty or thirty meters away, the car door opened, and Cheng Ke jumped out of the car.
"Why," he walked over, "waiting in line?"
"Welcome to the return of the hero who bought buns on foot without wearing a hat," Cheng Ke said.
"It's not too far, just cross a street and a few steps," Jiang Yuduo patted the snow on his body, got into the car, closed the door, took out the bag in his clothes and put it on the seat, "The store that opened Only Baozipu."
"Well," Cheng Ke also got into the car, reached out and took a bun and took a bite, "I haven't eaten a bun for a long time... This bun is quite big."
"Yeah." Jiang Yuduo also took one.
Cheng Ke took a bite of the bun in his hand, glanced at him, and turned his head again.
"Look at me," Jiang Yuduo said, "do you want to say this is older than me?"
"Shut up," Cheng Ke said, "why are you staring at the food."
Jiang Yuduo smiled, lowered his head and took a big bite of the bun: "You young masters are squeamish."
Cheng Ke sighed and said nothing.
After eating the steamed buns and drinking the soy milk, he was stunned for a while in the car. Cheng Ke secretly glanced at the time, it was half past five.
The heating has not been turned on in the car. It was a little cold now. He hesitated for a moment: "Go upstairs, it's warm in the house."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.
When Cheng Ke walked into the building with a quilt, the security guard happened to be standing at the door.
"What are you doing? Last night, I saw you going out with the quilt in your arms. You were in a hurry. When you were patrolling in the middle of the night, you were still in the car over there," the security guard said. Son, it's gone."
"... Camping," Cheng Ke said, "are you still patrolling?"
The security guard laughed: "That's for sure, I have to turn around twice at night to protect the owner's safety."
"Oh." Cheng Ke smiled.
The elevator door opened, and Jiang Yuduo pulled the quilt and dragged him in: "I just said to fold it before taking it, it won't be so big."
"How do you stack such a small place in the car." Cheng Ke said.
"Don't you know how to fold a quilt at all," Jiang Yuduo said, "you just shake it to flatten it?"
"I haven't folded it before," Cheng Ke answered truthfully, "but I can still fold it. When I put it in the cabinet, I have to fold it. That is, when I fold it, there must be a space."
Jiang Yuduo leaned beside him and laughed.
After returning to the house, the warm air made Cheng Ke relax, sitting on the sofa and didn't want to move.
Jiang Yuduo cleaned up Miao's toilet, fed him again, and stood in the living room for a while when he came out: "I'll give Chen Qing the car to drive back."
"Oh, are you going?" Cheng Ke took out the car keys.
"I went and he could pull me to chat for a while, what did he talk to you when you went there." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Is the chief protector so lonely..." Cheng Ke threw the key to him.
Jiang Yuduo walked to the door: "You can order a takeaway at noon, Chen Qing will definitely want to eat with me."
"Well." Cheng Ke nodded. He wanted to sleep for a while now, but he might not be able to get up at noon.
"The old lady may leave tomorrow. I'll take Miao back when she leaves." Jiang Yuduo said again.
Cheng Ke glanced at him, didn't speak, just nodded.
"You..." Jiang Yuduo grabbed the door handle with great force, Cheng Ke could see the white joints, "The time in the rental contract hasn't come yet, but if you want to move out, it's not a breach of contract."
Cheng Ke looked at him.
"You can live in full this month," Jiang Yuduo said with some effort. "Well, if you can't find a place to move... you can continue to live..."
Cheng Ke didn't know what to say, his heart was a little blocked, and his throat was blocked, so he couldn't open his mouth.
These words Jiang Yuduo said made him feel as if Jiang Yuduo opened the door and walked out, and he would never meet again.
The door rang, Jiang Yu took it away, and then closed the door lightly.
Cheng Ke sat on the sofa with his elbows on his knees, staring at the cat head keychain on the coffee table for a long time.
Finally he sighed, got up and went into the bathroom.
He probably hadn't slept all night, and the air in the car had been bad all the time. He glanced at himself in the mirror, almost like a fugitive, his eyes were all red.
He unscrewed the hot water pocket and rushed toward it, until his whole body began to soften, and then he turned off the water and sighed long against the wall.
After taking a shower, he went into the bedroom, lay down on the bed, and when he closed his eyes, he realized that he was a little dizzy.
When Meow entered the bedroom, Cheng Ke could feel it jumping onto the bed, stepping on the quilt and jumping on top of him, then walked from him to his face, and then landed on the pillow in front of his nose.
Cheng Ke stretched out his hand, poked a finger on Meow's stomach, and soon fell asleep.
"It's early in the morning," Chen Qing ran over, "Can I just drive over the day after tomorrow if I don't say it?"
"Then you drive away." Jiang Yu grabbed the car.
"Are you all right last night?" Chen Qing followed behind him, "Did you start a fight with someone? I only ran down when I heard the movement on the second floor, saying that someone was fighting."
"I didn't do much." Jiang Yuduo entered Chen Qing's store, sat in the rest area, and took out a cigarette.
"Then I don't think Jaeger-LeCoultre's face is right," Chen Qing brought an ashtray and sat next to him, "Have you eaten breakfast yet?"
"Eat before five o'clock." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Fuck," Chen Qing was stunned for a while, "I also said that it happened to be eaten together. They all ate it, but I didn't eat it."
"You go buy it, and I'll watch you eat it." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Forget it, can you still eat it?" Chen Qing lit a cigarette, "When did the man with Jaeger leave? I didn't see him when I came down."
Jiang Yuduo did not speak.
"Is there nothing wrong with him?" Chen Qing said, "I observed it... Oh yes! What's the relationship between them!"
Jiang Yuduo looked at Chen Qing who had digressed in an instant: "What?"
"He and Jaeger-LeCoultre... Jaeger-LeCoultre and him..." Chen Qing looked back at a few colleagues next to him, suppressing his voice, "are they the same..."
"Shut up." Jiang Yuduo said.
Chen Qing's reaction is very fast at this time, he quickly shut his mouth, but added a "tsk".
"Third brother," a colleague of Chen Qing came over and said hello to Jiang Yuduo, "Did you catch a cold? Your face is not very good."
"It's good to see your face," Chen Qing said, "Is your name for the third brother?"
"My name is San Ye, and you can't be older." The colleague said with a smile.
"Hey, where are you going?" Chen Qing stopped his colleague and took out his wallet. "Are you going out for breakfast? I'll invite you to eat and bring me one."
"Please, next time," my colleague walked out, "I just brought it for you."
"Okay!" Chen Qing shouted.
Jiang Yuduo looked at Chen Qing, and then looked at other people in the store.
He knew almost all of these people, some had quarreled with Chen Qing, and some had fought, but as soon as the matter passed, they all laughed and talked again.
Very simple.
Jiang Yuduo sometimes envies such a life.
Although I have been hanging out with Chen Qing and the others for ten years, I feel that I should have been born here and grew up here, with all kinds of breaths and symbols of this world, these people are my own kind.
But still envious.
Cheng Ke is different from him, so Cheng Ke will not trust him easily.
Chen Qings are also different from him, so Chen Qings will unconditionally believe him.
When Cheng Ke was woken up by Meow's paw, it was still dark outside the window.
He stared outside for a long time before he touched his phone to check the time, and found that it was already night.
When I woke up, I felt a little dizzy, and it took me a long time to wake up after sitting on the sofa.
There was a missed call from Xu Ding on the phone, and there was no other news.
He looked at the room, Jiang Yuduo should never have come back.
He poured himself a glass of water to drink, gave Meow something to eat, and then called Xu Ding: "What's the matter?"
"Do you have time tomorrow?" Xu Ding said, "Go to the store and have a look."
"Okay." Cheng Ke said.
"Then I'll pick you up at nine o'clock tomorrow." Xu Ding said.
"Well," Cheng Ke hesitated for a moment, "Last time I said that there is a... lounge in the store?"
"Yes," Xu Ding said, "Isn't it that you put it on first so that you can rest later."
"All done?" Cheng Ke asked.
"No, how can it be so fast," Xu Ding paused, "what?"
"It's okay, I'll ask." Cheng Ke said, "I'll wait for you at nine o'clock tomorrow."
After Xu Ding hung up, Cheng Ke leaned against the table and looked around.
He didn't live for a long time, only a few months, but he was already familiar with everything in this house and was completely used to it.
He didn't plan to return the house immediately, it was too hasty, too much like running away, whether it was himself or Jiang Yuduo, this method was a little too awkward.
However, Jiang Yuduo's understanding was somewhat deviated from his thoughts. This deviation may be due to some kind of self-protection, to get ahead of him and cut off the back road for him.
Cheng Ke sighed softly, took his mobile phone and ordered a takeaway for himself.
If he didn't make a mistake in his judgment, Jiang Yuduo wouldn't come back for dinner, and he wouldn't even come into this room again until he came to get Miao tomorrow.
This judgment is still very accurate. When Xu Ding's car was parked downstairs the next morning, Jiang Yuduo did not come back.
Cheng Ke took the notebook and went out.
"Aren't Jaeger-LeCoultre at home?" Chen Qing drove the car, "Why do you have to go to Sister Qian's place to get the keys first?"
"What if he's not there." Jiang Yuduo said.
"No," Chen Qing looked puzzled, "Can you just call and ask if he's here?"
"Drive your car!" Jiang Yuduo watched as Chen Qing turned right at the red light again and turned the car to the right, slapped him on the back, "Your salary this month is enough for the motherfucker. Pay the fine!"
"Fuck! I saw a red light! I'm turning right!" Chen Qing shouted.
"Fuck you to get an astigmatism mirror!" Jiang Yuduo roared, "That's an arrow!"
"Is it an arrow?" Chen Qing was stunned.
"Look at the road." Jiang Yuduo sighed.
The car stopped downstairs, and Jiang Yuduo opened the door: "Just wait for me here, you don't need to find a parking space."
"I'll help you get something," Chen Qing looked at him, "There's a pile of cat litter and cat toilets."
"No." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Oh, Jaeger-LeCoultre get it for you." Chen Qing sat back in the car.
Jiang Yu got into the elevator, and after pressing the floor, he didn't move until the elevator door opened.
He rang the doorbell twice and stood outside the door waiting.
There was no movement inside, only a faint meowing could be heard.
After hesitating, he knocked on the door again.
After waiting for a while, he took out the key and opened the door.
The heat rushed over, mixing the scent of the perfume that Cheng Ke often sprayed into the cabinet.
Cheng Ke was not at home.
Jiang Yuduo was a little surprised, Cheng Ke is not a person who likes to go out, and now is not the time to eat. According to Cheng Ke's habit, he is too lazy to go out even when it is time to eat.
Going to... see the house
The shop you got with Xu Ding
Jiang Yuduo frowned and began to pack Meow's things.
I don't know why, but it was slower than usual for him to pack things today. When Chen Qing called to ask if he wanted to help, he had just packed his things.
"Go down immediately." He imitated Cheng Ke, stuffed the cat into his jacket, and picked up the things.
He stopped again when he got to the door.
The past two days have been distracted, and what I can see at a glance is almost ignored now.
There is a small notepad on the shoe cabinet.
There is a line on it.
- I'll go to the store to check it out and call if something happens
Cheng Ke left a note for him.
Jiang Yuduo stared at this line of words for a long time, then opened the door, walked out and backed out, tore off the page on the notepad, and put it in his pocket.
Every time the old lady lives here, she will tidy up the house before leaving, and she must tidy up more cleanly than before she came.
When she left this time, she also cut off several withered plants in the backyard.
Jiang Yuduo stood by the backyard door, looking at the suddenly empty yard.
I didn't think the yard was so empty before, even the dead plants took up a space when they stood there, but now it's gone so suddenly, Jiang Yuduo couldn't recover.
Is it dead
Last spring, buds sprouted. Although the growth was not very good, there were always leaves, and they withered after autumn.
Jiang Yuduo sighed, even if they didn't die, they wouldn't have a chance to germinate in spring to prove that they were alive.
He went back into the house, put the cat's things back together, and sat down at the table.
The old lady didn't crush him and put the cigarette case under the table and threw it away, probably thought he was saving money to sell...
He took a few cigarette casings and put them on the table, then took out a knife from his coat pocket, and slashed slowly across the flat cigarette casings.
He didn't need to use a ruler to compare, and he didn't need to use the amount. With just one cut, he could cut out basically the same size of paper.
About the size of a playing card.
He cut a lot, 55 cards at a time, a full deck of cards.
He doesn't know how to play poker, and he doesn't know any kind of poker. Usually, Chen Qing and the others play poker, and he doesn't want to watch it either.
But he has played many, many times, uncountable.
Every night, the puppies would sit and play cards together.
Use cut cigarette paper.
There are 55 cards in a deck, and 54 cards will be used.
There are no numbers and letters on the cigarette shell paper, and there is no need to have them, because they are invisible.
The puppies will draw cards in turn, hold them in their hands, and then randomly say one or a few numbers, and then randomly throw down one or a few cards...
The phone is ringing.
Jiang Yuduo put down the knife, the cigarette case paper on the table had been cut, he first gathered the cigarette case paper into a pile, and then took the phone.
It is Cheng Ke.
He picked up the phone: "Hello?"
"What's wrong with your throat?" Cheng Ke asked over there.
"Huh?" Jiang Yuduo cleared his throat, probably because he hadn't drank much water for a day, his throat was a little tight.
"Like a screaming chicken." Cheng Ke said.
Jiang Yuduo laughed: "My heart is so fucking small."
"Did you go get meow?" Cheng Ke said, "I'm still outside now."
"Take it." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Well," Cheng Ke replied, "I'm just asking this."
"Okay." Jiang Yuduo said.
"I'm having dinner with my friends tonight," Cheng Ke said. "It's all good."
"Understood." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke hung up the phone.
Jiang Yuduo lay on the table and tapped lightly on the table with his fingertips.
Cheng Ke was giving him peace.
Is it because he is worried
Still afraid... He followed again
Jiang Yuduo pressed his eyes to his arms, took a deep breath, held it for a while, and then let it out slowly, tears also poured out of the relieved breath.