The phone call with Jiang Yuduo didn't take too long, just a few minutes, Jiang Yuduo took Miao back to the place where he lived, so Cheng Ke hung up.
However, he originally thought that as soon as the call was hung up, he could immediately wave the flag and shout for a shameless career, but after going to wash his face and laying back on the bed, he lost a comfortable position before he could find a suitable position to lie down. perception.
I don't know how he could be so sleepy. With just two bottles of wine, he could actually let him give up his career. He didn't even change his clothes, and he slept until noon the next day.
Still awakened by the sound of firecrackers, Cheng Ke stood by the window for a while. It was sunny today. It was very bright at the moment, but the visibility was still low, and everything seemed to be covered with a layer of sand.
The phone rang, and he quickly turned around, walked to the bedside, picked up the phone, and glanced at it.
It was actually Cheng Yi.
This emotional transition from anticipation to disappointment to irritability took only a second to complete.
- bro, happy new year
He looked at this line of words, and a reminder to transfer 60,000 yuan under this line of words, and was speechless.
After staring for two minutes, Cheng Ke poked on the screen, took the money, and then sent Cheng Yi a red envelope, which was auspicious, with 18 cents in it.
Then he sent another [smile].
After sending it, he threw the phone back to the bedside, took it back after thinking about it, and clicked on the circle of friends, Cheng Yi couldn't just come here in private.
Sure enough, there are two of Cheng Yifa's in the circle of friends.
One is family reunion.
The nine pictures are of his parents and various relatives at home. It is the same as every Chinese New Year scene he is familiar with. It is lively and luxurious. The only difference is that this time he is alone in the hotel room. See through the screen.
The other one was posted half an hour ago, and it's rare to get together.
Cheng Ke wondered if this article was only visible to him. He knew everyone in the photo, all of them were his former "friends".
He didn't know how he felt, but he quickly looked at everyone's face and he was relieved after confirming that Xu Ding was not in it.
Although he didn't know what he would do if he saw Xu Ding here.
Before putting down the phone, he sent Xu Ding a red envelope of two cents.
Xu Ding returned a red envelope of one cent to him.
-Be more stylish than you, a red envelope for single dogs
He laughed for a long time.
Jiang Yuduo didn't contact him again today, and he hasn't contacted him since. After the third day of junior high, Cheng Ke and Xu Ding began to stare at the decoration of the store. They were very busy every day, but they still looked at the circle of friends several times a day.
Jiang Yuduo's photo album has always only had the red vest, and there is a comment from Chen Qingfa below.
- isn't it a male cat
Cheng Ke smiled.
There is another reply from Jiang Yuduo below.
- take off your red panties
The strongest in the circle of friends is Chen Qing's advertisement, but it can be seen that Jiang Yuduo has not returned yet, and is still at the psychiatrist's place. There has been no new pictures of Jiang Yuduo's global support group.
Too incompetent, don't have any stock
"The designer said that both colors can be used for this wall," Xu Ding handed the two cards to Cheng Ke, "Which one do you think is suitable?"
Cheng Ke put the phone back in his pocket: "This one is cooler, it looks neat."
"Okay." Xu Ding nodded, "Are you free to come over in the afternoon? Lay the floor upstairs, I have a meeting in the afternoon."
"It's hypocritical," Cheng Ke said, "Do I have time?"
Xu Ding laughed: "It's not hypocrisy. You always check your phone these days. Is there something wrong? If you want to make an appointment, I'll just call someone from the company to come and watch."
"I'll do it." Cheng Ke felt that he hadn't looked at his phone much in the past few days, but it was so obvious that Xu Ding could see it
There were workers on the first floor sawing wood, and there was wood slag everywhere, and they both fled to the second floor terrace together.
"There can be two sets of cement tables and chairs like in your living room," Cheng Ke touched his cigarette and lit it. "It's very harmonious."
"That's quite expensive." Xu Ding also lit a cigarette.
"I'll do it," Cheng Ke said. "When it's time to play, there is time anyway."
Xu Ding glanced at him: "Then I'll go back and take a picture for you?"
"No, what do I remember?" Cheng Ke squatted down, took a piece of chalk used by workers, and drew a chair on the ground. "That's about it. I'll keep it simple and easy to do."
"I don't have that one under my set, right?" Xu Ding said.
"Yes." Cheng Ke said, "but it looks better without it."
"Is there?" Xu Ding was a little puzzled, "I watch it every day, how come I don't feel it."
"Are you gambling," Cheng Ke said, "60,000."
"... How much?" Xu Ding looked at him.
"Sixty thousand." Cheng Ke said.
Xu Ding laughed: "Are you all right, I'm not Liu Tiancheng, I'm making such a bet with you."
"Yeah," Cheng Ke smiled, "our red envelope is a big one."
"Are you all right?" Xu Ding also squatted down, "What do you say about 60,000?"
"There's a fart," Cheng Ke said, "Cheng Yi got me a red envelope of 60,000 yuan and transferred it directly."
"Come on." Xu Ding said.
Cheng Ke looked at him and smiled: "Why are you like this?"
"Then did you take it?" Xu Ding asked.
"Accepted." Cheng Ke said.
"Why are you like this," Xu Ding laughed for a long time, then took a cigarette and closed his smile, "To be honest, if my brother dared to do this, I would have been beaten to death long ago, probably because of his age, no It's easy to feel competitive."
"Competition?" Cheng Ke took a breath.
"I don't know what kind of person your father is," Xu Ding said, "but he should be the kind of parent who doesn't praise his children easily, a strict father or something."
"Well," Cheng Ke looked out of the balcony railing, "I haven't heard him say anything about me for more than ten years, so I promised him to go to the company to follow Cheng Yi, and he finally said something. "
Xu Ding sighed.
Cheng Ke is a little ecstatic, is Cheng Yi just for this sentence
"No, third brother, it's almost the Lantern Festival," Chen Qing's depression could be heard through the receiver, "You eat dumplings alone, do you still want to eat Lantern Festival alone? Do you look at the lights alone?"
"It's so miserable," Jiang Yuduo clicked, "Can't you find someone to talk to?"
"... Of course there is such a reason. I miss you a lot. After all, we are together every day," Chen Qing said. "When will your recuperation be finished?"
"Just a few more days." Jiang Yuduo said.
Chen Qing sighed: "Why don't you come back and I'll treat you, what kind of massage and oil..."
"Shut up," Jiang Yuduo interrupted him, "or I'll step on your back."
"I'm afraid you'll step on me halfway," Chen Qing said, "Okay, you'll treat you, there's nothing to do for a while anyway, you try to come back before the Lantern Festival, my mother also gave you a package A red envelope."
"Okay." Jiang Yuduo said.
After Chen Qing hung up, he looked at the time, it was almost half an hour before his appointment with Sister Luo.
He lit a cigarette and looked at the passing pedestrians.
After the sixth day of the new year, the number of people on the street gradually increased, the shops were open, and there was a place to eat breakfast in the morning.
But anxiety also began to grow.
Jiang Yuduo didn't look to the right, but he knew that someone on the right was at the other end of the row of small yellow cars. If he turned his head, he could see it.
He has not turned his head, it has been more than half a month, and he has always tried to make himself ignore them.
Sister Luo is a very sensitive person, and any abnormality in her can't escape her eyes.
If he wants to prove it, he needs every detail to be in place.
Even the meeting place, he chose the open air.
The climate here is not bad, even in winter, as long as you stay in the sun, you can feel warm.
Meow was at his feet, still wearing that red vest, lying lazily.
I don't like this red vest very much, and I want to bite it off whenever I get a chance, so Jiang Yuduo will take it off when he returns to the hotel, but he will definitely wear it when he goes out.
After all, there is no rope, and it will be more conspicuous if he runs away. He is afraid that if he loses Meow...
He didn't want to hear the screams of the stray animals that were captured before they died in his memory.
"Xiao Jiang." Sister Luo called him.
Jiang Yuduo turned his face, picked up Meow, stood up, and smiled at her.
Sister Luo came from the left side of the road. Jiang Yuduo had seen it when she got off the taxi, but he didn't turn his head until she approached and called him.
"Sister Luo." He smiled.
"Just that one?" Sister Luo pointed to the coffee shop in front.
"Well," he walked to the coffee shop with Sister Luo, then helped Sister Luo pull up the chair, and sat down with his back to the street, "The sun is good today, and it's very comfortable to bask in the sun."
Sister Luo glanced at him and nodded with a smile: "Yes, you squinted when you saw the kitten."
Jiang Yuduo put Meow on the chair next to him, within the range that he could see out of the corner of his eye.
Sister Luo ordered drinks and snacks, and then looked at him: "I thought you had already gone back, but you haven't called me since we met twice."
"No, it's too cold to go back, stay here for a few more days to stay warm and warm." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Isn't it not afraid of the cold before?" Sister Luo said.
"I'm afraid of the cold now." Jiang Yuduo said.
The waiter brought over the drinks and snacks, and Jiang Yuduo squeezed a small shortbread: "I'll be back in a few days, before the Lantern Festival."
"Well, how do you feel?" Sister Luo took a sip of hot cocoa.
"It's good," Jiang Yuduo said. "It's a lot more relaxing to change the environment."
"Any plans now?" Sister Luo asked again.
"Huh?" Jiang Yuduo was stunned.
"The plan in the future," Sister Luo said, "you're fine now, so you should make a small plan for yourself, right? We mentioned it before."
"Well," Jiang Yuduo nodded, "yes, there is a... friend's friend... I might go take some pictures."
"A model?" Sister Luo smiled.
"...Yes." Jiang Yuduo didn't expect that Sister Luo would suddenly say this, and the feeling of being caught off guard made him a little irritable.
"That's pretty good. It's more reliable to have a friend's introduction." Sister Luo said.
Jiang Yuduo didn't answer. He didn't want to continue this sudden and completely empty topic, but he couldn't find a way to switch the topic without abrupt, so he could only choose silence.
Sister Luo didn't continue talking, but just slowly stirred the hot cocoa in the cup with a small spoon.
After about a few minutes, Jiang Yuduo saw Miao who was lying on the chair moving, and he reached out and touched Miao's head.
"Xiao Jiang," Sister Luo spoke again, her tone becoming a little serious, "You insist that our communication should be like that of ordinary people, right?"
"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.
"Why?" Sister Luo asked.
"Because I'm not a patient anymore." Jiang Yuduo replied simply.
"Can you tell me why you came to see me?" Sister Luo asked. "We met twice before, but you were always reluctant to answer me directly."
Jiang Yuduo frowned, looking at her impatiently: "Does it matter?"
"Xiao Jiang," Sister Luo sighed, "Actually, whether you are okay or not, it is meaningless for me to judge by one sentence."
Jiang Yuduo frowned and said nothing.
"I believe a lot of tests and conversations, if it's not between you and me, you'll probably get the answers you want," Sister Luo said, "You're very smart and sensitive, you know how to deal with it, let the You look 'not a patient'."
"What do you want to say?" Jiang Yuduo raised his eyes and looked at her.
"You have always been reluctant to admit that you have behaved abnormally. It has been like this for so many years," Sister Luo said. "Now you come to me, just to prove that you are normal by admitting that you are abnormal. There is a reason for this. "
"There is a fart reason." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Maybe not," Sister Luo didn't feel unhappy because of his words, but just smiled, "whether there is a reason or not, I think this may be a good thing for you."
Jiang Yuduo did not speak.
Maybe Sister Luo is too familiar with him, ten years? Or nine years? Having known each other for too long and met too many times, Jiang Yuduo could not accurately describe his current mood, he only felt restless.
Without waiting for Sister Luo to speak again, he picked up Meow and stood up: "I'm leaving."
It was rare today that the temperature had risen a bit. Cheng Ke pushed the window open a little, and the wind blowing in was milder than the previous days.
He decided to go back.
He hadn't figured out what to do when he went back, but after all, the house hadn't been vacated, and many of his things were still in the house... and it was almost time to pay the rent.
However, whether the house will be returned or not, he really can't make up his mind.
He should have retired. When he left before, Jiang Yuduo didn't leave him a way back. He just wanted to find a house later in the year, and the time would be looser.
But Jiang Yuduo's phone call that day left him a little dazed, and he couldn't figure out the current situation.
Up to now, he has not looked for a new residence, and Jiang Yuduo has not contacted him again.
In addition, the renovation of the store is progressing very fast, and he is busy every day, and the whole person is a little confused.
After taking a taxi back to the community, just after getting off the car, Ke Ke heard the enthusiastic voice of the security guard: "Mr. Cheng is back?"
"Ah." Cheng Ke responded and saw the security guard come out of the duty room.
"Why didn't you take your luggage?" the security guard asked.
"Ah?" Cheng Ke was stunned.
"Didn't you go back to your hometown during Chinese New Year?" the security guard said, "I saw you dragged two boxes when you left."
"... oh, my luggage is... at home," Cheng Ke said, "my home is here."
"Oh!" The security guard laughed, "I thought you were from out of town. I thought that your language skills are good, and you can't hear any accent..."
Cheng Ke smiled, the elevator just came down, he quickly ran in, and he was relieved when the door closed.
Nothing had changed in the room, only a thin layer of ash had fallen, which could only be found by touching it with your hands.
Cheng Ke looked around the house and found that a plug in the living room had been pulled out.
He has been plugging this plug into the socket, and he just turned off the switch on the plug when not in use, but it has been pulled out now, and someone must have come in.
Chen Qing
Or... Jiang Yuduo
Can I file a complaint if I break into the tenant's house to unplug the power board
He went into the bathroom and looked again, and when he wanted to wash his face, he found that the plug of the water heater was also unplugged.
Gee.
When he left, he turned off the water heater, why did he have to unplug it... He plugged it back in and turned on the switch.
After washing his face, he had nothing to do. After a while in the room, he looked at the time and planned to eat something.
Go listen to Fulou.
During this period of time, he only ate two kinds of things, takeout, and western food in the hotel. He was really tired of it.
If it weren't for the embarrassment of eating hot pot alone, he would want to eat spicy hot pot.
There were very few taxis at the moment, and no one answered the phone to place and place orders. Cheng Ke could only walk there by himself.
After living here for so long, the roads around him are quite familiar, especially the shortcuts Jiang Yuduo took him through. past, past.
For example, the small garden in the middle of the street behind the building.
Cheng Ke rarely comes here. Today, it is very lively here. The children are running around frantically chasing and screaming, and they can shoot a few more guns.
He made his way through the passage between the two buildings, watching for some bear thing to throw a cannonball at him.
At the same time that a small garden with depression in winter appeared in front of him, a group of street gangsters who were suspected of having a meeting also came into view.
The scene where more than a dozen people turned their heads and stared at him at the same time made him feel like he had traveled back to a few months ago in an instant.
And like a few months ago, he saw Jiang Yuduo squatting on the edge of the flower bed at first sight.
"Brother Ji?" Chen Qing's surprised voice came over.
Cheng Ke glanced quickly at the crowd, but he didn't see Chen Qing, probably because he was too thin to be blocked, and his gaze fell back to Jiang Yuduo's face.
"Come back?" Jiang Yuduo asked while smoking a cigarette.
"Ah," Cheng Ke responded, "come back and have a look."
"Are you going to quit the lease?" Chen Qing's voice came again, "There are still a few days left."
This time Cheng Ke finally saw him, but he was quite surprised, because he was squatting beside Jiang Yuduo, and he didn't see it at first glance.
This sense of presence is quite an advantage in group fights.
"Let's go." Jiang Yuduo waved his hand.
A group of people left slowly, and they were quite polite when they passed by Cheng Ke's side: "Brother Ji."
Ji your uncle's brother
Cheng Ke pulled the corner of his mouth and forced a smile.
"Then I'll go back first," Chen Qing was the last to leave, and when he left, he confessed to Jiang Yuduo, "I'll pick you up tomorrow afternoon."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo nodded.
Chen Qing took two steps and then turned around: "Or...call me Brother Ji..."
"Go away." Jiang Yuduo said.
Chen Qing turned around and left.
After everyone was gone, Cheng Ke felt more relaxed and walked up to Jiang Yuduo: "When did you come back?"
"Yesterday." Jiang Yuduo jumped off the flower bed and pinched the cigarette.
Cheng Ke wanted to say why he didn't tell me, but he felt that he didn't have the position to say this.
"I want to call you." Jiang Yuduo said.
"I didn't fight then." Cheng Ke said.
"I'm afraid that you want to move out when I call you," Jiang Yuduo frowned, "I didn't call."
"If I want to move out, I will move if you hit me or not." Cheng Ke said.
"Want to move?" Jiang Yuduo quickly picked out the key points.
"No," Cheng Ke was a little embarrassed, "I haven't started looking for another house yet, I've been staying in a hotel."
"Oh," Jiang Yuduo nodded, "you live in that house, and no one will drive you away."
Cheng Ke glanced at him and said nothing.
"Have you eaten yet?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"No," Cheng Ke said, "will you invite me to eat?"
Jiang Yuduo frowned: "Did you live in the presidential suite?"
"Ah?" Cheng Ke didn't understand.
"No money for food?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"... I just asked you to invite me to dinner. If you don't want to invite me, I'll invite you to eat." Cheng Ke was a little helpless.
"Okay." Jiang Yuduo nodded.
"What?" Cheng Ke was stunned.
"You invite me to eat," Jiang Yuduo thought for a while, "hot pot, I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time."
"...Okay." Cheng Ke sighed.
When walking to the hotel with Jiang Yuduo, Cheng Ke kept his head tilted to look at Jiang Yuduo's face.
He didn't want to be so obvious, but he couldn't control it. After all, he hadn't seen it for a long time, and thought he would never see it again. Now he suddenly sees Jiang Yuduo without any precautions. not up.
Jiang Yuduo has lost weight, and it can be seen from the side that he has lost a lot of weight.
I don't know what project Jiang Yuduo's "travel" has carried out during this period of time, which can make a person lose weight so quickly with visible effects.
"What are you looking at?" Jiang Yuduo turned his head and asked, "Looking at a street."
"...Are you losing weight?" Cheng Ke hurriedly asked.
"Yeah," Jiang Yuduo touched his face, "Chen Qing saw me first sentence is also this, I weighed it yesterday, probably lost ten pounds."
"How can you lose so much weight?" Cheng Ke looked at him.
"I don't know," Jiang Yuduo glanced at him, "how much have you lost?"
"What?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Your chin has become thin and pointed," Jiang Yuduo raised his hand and flicked his chin, "Isn't there anyone delivering food during the Chinese New Year?"