Antidote

Chapter 50

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If it was normal, a month ago, even if Cheng Ke was thinking about it, Jiang Yuduo's action would not have a particularly big impact on him, at most it was a little dry after the excitement.

But now, he hadn't seen Jiang Yuduo for a long time, and he was a little dazed when he saw it suddenly, and then suddenly, Cheng Ke stumbled without knowing where he kicked.

Jiang Yuduo didn't feel anything, he seemed to be in a good mood, or else he would not have made such a move. Now, seeing him stagger a bit, he even said with joy, "I have strong internal strength, maybe I have already practiced to become one. It's Zen."

"Shut up and go your way." Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo laughed for a while before accepting: "Are you alone during the New Year?"

"Well," Cheng Ke nodded, "otherwise, if I go home, Cheng Yi won't let me go back."

"Did he say not to let you go back?" Jiang Yuduo glanced at him.

"No, he said let me go back." Cheng Ke frowned.

Jiang Yuduo did not speak.

Cheng Ke was a little annoying when he thought about these things, so he changed the subject: "Did you enter my room?"

"...Ah," Jiang Yuduo rubbed his nose, "I checked before I went out. Didn't you live there anymore? I'm afraid you don't know anything, and you might start a fire or leak gas or something."

"I'm not such a waste." Cheng Ke said.

"The plugs aren't unplugged, they're all plugged in," Jiang Yuduo said. "The balcony windows are still half-open. If I don't go there, the house will be all gray now."

"Did I not close the window?" Cheng Ke was stunned.

"It's fine." Jiang Yuduo said.

"I'm probably..." Cheng Ke sighed, the emotion he was in when he left, let alone the window, the door might not be closed, "I didn't pay attention."

During the Chinese New Year, all the restaurants, especially those with good business in this area, basically have to queue for Chinese food. This will be the peak time for dining. Cheng Ke saw the people with the same number in the lounge at the entrance of the hotel, and instantly there were no more people. Appetite.

"Don't eat," he said, "I really don't want to wait, it's too annoying."

"My treat." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Huh?" Cheng Ke looked at him.

"You won't eat if you treat me, then I'll treat you." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Go away!" Cheng Ke pointed to the people in the store, "I won't eat anyone who invites me to eat this formation."

"Then what to do," Jiang Yuduo said, "let's change place."

Cheng Ke can't make up his mind. It is estimated that he will have to wait for which hot pot restaurant he goes to. In this weather, there is nothing cooler than hot pot.

"How about this," Jiang Yuduo hesitated, "if you really don't want to wait... just do it yourself?"

"Me?" Cheng Ke pointed at himself in shock, "I made it myself? Do you eat it when I made it?"

"Don't eat," Jiang Yuduo frowned, "I'll do it."

"That's fine." Cheng Ke replied immediately.

Jiang Yuduo looked at him and clicked his tongue.

But after taking a taxi to the supermarket, Cheng Ke felt that their brains might be frozen.

"It starts with the purchase, isn't the wait time shorter than at the restaurant?" he asked.

"Then it's better to sit on the sofa at home, watch TV, play with your cell phone, etc., than wait in a restaurant," Jiang Yuduo's thoughts were still clear, "Are you unwilling to wait there, or you don't want to wait at all? Are you willing to wait?"

"Buy the materials." Cheng Ke pointed to the supermarket.

He didn't want to wait at all, but thinking about it, if he went to the cat house with Jiang Yu, it would be nothing to wait for a while.

"It's spicy, isn't it?" Jiang Yuduo took a cart and pushed it, "buy the base first."

"Well." Cheng Ke followed him, "I don't understand, you can take it, I'll settle the bill later."

"Then you go to the queue first," Jiang Yuduo said, "there are many people, queue first to save time."

"Oh." Cheng Ke glanced at the cashier, and there were indeed a lot of people.

Sometimes he doesn't understand, he's been buying a few years ago, he's been buying it for a month, but he still hasn't bought enough, what the hell is he buying...

"Go." Jiang Yuduo said.

do not want to go.

Even if he wasn't strolling in the supermarket with Jiang Yuduo, he didn't want to stand in line stupidly.

"Yeah." He replied again, but still pretended to be dead and walked slowly by Jiang Yuduo's side to look at the shelves.

Jiang Yuduo said nothing and looked at him.

"I'm not going." Cheng Ke said.

"Then what are you doing?" Jiang Yuduo said.

"Anyway." Cheng Ke replied cheekily.

Jiang Yuduo didn't ask him to go to the queue anymore, he pushed the cart quickly, grabbed a bunch of things on the shelf, and walked over to Lengxian.

Cheng Ke just looked back. It wasn't that he didn't want to help. The main reason was that he didn't know what materials he needed. When he got to the refrigerator, he began to reach out.

"Is this a mutton roll?" He picked up a box of meat and looked at it.

"You're blind," Jiang Yuduo said, "you can't read the words on it, beef, oil beef, Japan and Europe..."

"You know so many words," Cheng Ke looked at him, "I give you a round of applause?"

"Drum chant." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke clapped his hands cracklingly.

Several people next to him looked over, and he quickly put his hands in his pockets.

Jiang Yuduo took the meat as neatly as he took the ingredients, and threw it into the car. Cheng Ke felt that he was hungry if he could eat half of it.

"Go to line up." Jiang Yuduo said again when he had almost got it.

"Oh," Cheng Ke walked towards the cashier, "get a few more packs of instant noodles and put them in the hot pot."

"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.

This kind of feeling is good, at least it feels relaxed, wandering around the supermarket together, throwing things into the shopping cart, and eating hot pot together later.

But Cheng Ke also admitted that somewhere in his heart, there was still a little doubt that made him uneasy.

Jiang Yuduo was in a completely different state from before separation.

and the psychiatrist.

It's just that Jiang Yuduo didn't mention it, and he didn't want to ask for the time being.

Others don't know if it is like this, at least for Cheng Ke, the ostrich spirit can play the biggest role in many times, especially when it is ambiguous.

Now he just wants to eat this meal with Jiang Yuduo first.

Jiang Yuduo kept seeing Cheng Ke standing in the queue at the cash register, and after looking around him for two more times, he turned around and continued to take a few more boxes of meat, and then pushed the cart to get a few packets of noodles.

However, the instant noodles are not cooked, and it is more suitable to use this simple braided noodles that look like instant noodles when eating hot pot.

After taking the noodles and walking out from between the shelves to the cashier, he glanced back.

The feeling of being stared at so intensely made him a little uneasy, but when he turned around, only a tally was putting things on the shelves.

There were too many people in the supermarket, and there were too many things blocking his sight. He turned around and walked to Cheng Ke's side. There were four people in front of him with a lot of things.

"All right?" Cheng Ke looked at the things in the car.

"Well." He pushed Cheng Ke a step forward, squeezed behind him and stood down.

The eldest sister at the back was a little unhappy: "What are you squeezing, it's enough if there is only one person in the queue?"

Jiang Yuduo looked back at her.

"...Ouch." The eldest sister glanced at his face, turned her head and said nothing.

Jiang Yuduo grabbed the shopping cart with his right hand, pushed it forward a little, and blocked Cheng Ke's right side with his arm.

Cheng Ke felt a little dizzy as if he had been drinking.

Jiang Yuduo stood right behind him, his right arm stretched out from his side to support the car, the whole person was very close, and he even had the illusion that Jiang Yuduo's body temperature was felt on his back.

As the team slowly moved forward, Cheng Ke kept thinking about this state.

According to his understanding, Jiang Yuduo could not have such an intimate action with him, but should be "protecting" his safety, but Jiang Yuduo said before "I will be fine after a while", then Now... is it not time to be "good" yet

"What are you thinking?" Jiang Yuduo pushed him on the back, "go."

Cheng Ke saw that there was a large space between the person in front of him and him, and quickly followed.

After hesitating for a long time, he turned around.

"You..." After turning around, he was almost face to face with Jiang Yuduo. If it wasn't for the two of them standing in the checkout line at the supermarket, Cheng Ke would have felt in a trance that he would have kissed in the next second.

"Huh?" Jiang Yuduo gave in slightly.

This small action made Cheng Ke calm down a little embarrassedly, and he asked softly, "Is there something... a person?"

"Have you seen a strange person?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"No," Cheng Ke said, "I just asked if you saw it?"

"I didn't see it," Jiang Yuduo said, "don't be suspicious."

"...Oh." Cheng Ke turned his head.

Jiang Yuduo didn't look abnormal, his eyes were different from when he saw "them" in the past... He actually became suspicious

If there is no "protection" for this reason.

That's... what's the matter

Cheng Ke glanced at Jiang Yuduo's right arm, which was still around him.

After hesitating for two seconds, he gritted his teeth, pressed his arm up in a very casual manner, and folded it on Jiang Yuduo's arm.

Jiang Yuduo didn't hide or even move.

Cheng Ke didn't expect such a situation, and now he doesn't know whether he should take his arms away or continue to stand like this.

Take it away, I can't bear it, the subtle ambiguity in the crowd that only I can understand is more rippling than a kiss in broad daylight.

Don't take it away, it's like a fool who is taking advantage of others.

Fortunately, although the people in front had large items, but there were not many items, they quickly settled the bill and left. Cheng Ke hurriedly collected the magic power and put the items in the car to the cashier.

"I'll go over." Jiang Yuduo squeezed out behind him and waited at the cashier.

This close-fitting dance-like state finally ended, and Cheng Ke breathed a sigh of relief.

The place to eat is at Jiang Yuduo's house, which is close and complete with tools.

When entering the corridor, the door opposite opened, and a little boy ran out, clutching a small bag full of firecrackers.

"Uncle Jiang." The little boy rushed to Jiang Yuduo and raised the small bag in Yang's hand, "Guess what's in here."

The small bag was beaten by him, and several firecrackers fell out.

"Radish." Jiang Yuduo glanced at the firecrackers on the ground.

"No! It's firecrackers! And fireworks!" The little boy smiled very proudly.

"Your grandma is here." Jiang Yuduo glanced at the door behind him.

The little boy was startled, grabbed the bag very anxiously and ran away.

Jiang Yuduo picked up the firecrackers on the ground, opened the door and entered the house.

"Is this three and a half years old?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Well, four years old," Jiang Yuduo nodded, "his grandma won't let him go out and set off firecrackers by himself."

Cheng Ke smiled.

After entering the house and closing the door, Meow came in lazily from the backyard with her tail upright.

"What a motherfucker," Jiang Yuduo glanced at it, "can't you be a little more domineering when you walk, twisted like this."

"Cat just walks like this," Cheng Ke squatted down and touched Miao's head, "What about that suit? Miao's rich and noble one."

"I washed it and put it away, it doesn't like to wear it." Jiang Yuduo said, "I will boil the water first, and you help to dismantle the meat or something and put it on a plate."

"Okay." Cheng Ke followed him into the kitchen.

When Jiang Yuduo filled the pot with water, Cheng Ke saw that there was a scar in his left hand that was not yet ready. After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Why is the hand hurt?"

"I scratched it while helping Chen Qing's home decorate the glass," Jiang Yuduo said. "It's been a long time, but it's not easy for me to heal."

"Oh." Cheng Ke didn't ask any further, took a plate, took apart a box of meat rolls and pressed it up.

The box was bigger than the plate and the two meat rolls fell to the floor.

Before Cheng Ke could pick it up, Meow flew over, swept past the meat roll, and disappeared at the kitchen door with the meat roll.

Cheng Ke glanced at Jiang Yuduo.

"It's okay." Jiang Yuduo said.

Before Cheng Ke could feel his heart warm, he said again: "There are still quite a few, and then throw them away."

"Fuck off." Cheng Ke said.

Hot pot is still very easy to make, as long as you know how to make the bottom of the pot and the dipping ingredients.

... that's not easy either.

Cheng Ke stood in the kitchen and watched Jiang Yuduo busy with his work. It was the first time he watched the making of a meal in the kitchen when he grew up so big.

If it wasn't for Jiang Yuduo, the producer, he would have gone to the living room to watch TV long ago.

"Can you make sesame sauce?" Jiang Yuduo turned to ask him.

"No." Cheng Ke replied.

"Do you want to learn?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"...No." Cheng Ke said.

"Waste." Jiang Yuduo had no choice but to scoop out two spoonfuls of sauce, and began to drown himself.

Because of the fire in the kitchen, the temperature was much higher than that in the living room. Cheng Ke leaned against the wall and felt warm. The pot on the stove was steaming hot, and the fragrance of the spicy soup permeated the small space.

Making hot pot at home is different from eating out.

Cheng Ke looked at Jiang Yuduo's profile looking seriously at Sesame Sauce. Today he was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt under his coat, and now he can see the muscle lines on his arms that appear and disappear from time to time due to his exertion.

There are two scars.

In fact, he used to eat hot pot at home, but he usually stayed in his own room. He would only go out after someone came to ask him to eat. Sometimes, if his father was in a bad mood, he would directly ask him not to call him, he would just do what he wanted. Go to a restaurant or stop eating.

I never thought that watching people making hot pot in the kitchen would feel so down-to-earth and relaxed.

Of course, maybe it's just because this person is Jiang Yuduo.

A man who is attractive from the inside out to him as long as he gets down to certain details.

Jiang Yuduo had indeed lost weight, not only his face could tell, but even though he didn't dare to touch it, he could also tell that his body had lost weight, probably more than ten pounds.

"Are you alone during the New Year?" Cheng Ke asked, perhaps too relaxed, he heard his voice erratic.

"Well." Jiang Yuduo nodded.

"Didn't eat well," Cheng Ke said, "so much thinner."

"I'm easy to lose weight when I change places, I don't get used to it, and I can't sleep at night," Jiang Yuduo said, "Have you eaten all your instant noodles during the Chinese New Year?"

"No, the hotel has a restaurant." Cheng Ke smiled.

"Then why did you lose weight," Jiang Yuduo said, "Chen Qing has almost gained two Chen Qings over the past year."

"Probably think of what you think." Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo stopped while stirring the bowl with chopsticks.

People just can't get the hell out of it.

Cheng Ke's relaxed and erratic feeling disappeared instantly, replaced by embarrassment, he cleared his throat, turned his head and looked around in the kitchen.

There is really no room for patching in this sentence, so I can only grit my teeth.

"Take it out, and also take out the sesame oil." Jiang Yuduo handed him the sesame paste that he had prepared.

Cheng Ke took the bowl, and there were a bunch of freshly bought seasoning bottles on the desk. He couldn't tell which one was the sesame oil, so he grabbed all the bottles, took them to the living room, and put them on the table.

Then I didn't feel embarrassed to go into the kitchen anymore, and sat at the table with Meow, waiting to eat.

Jiang Yuduo went back and forth several times before he took out a bunch of things, and finally took a bottle of wine and put it on the table, sat down and sighed: "You are such a goddamn young master, Every move is a one-time thing.”

"...call me if you want to help." Cheng Ke was a little embarrassed.

"You sit here more securely than a meow," Jiang Yuduo said, "I don't have the nerve to scream."

Cheng Ke took the wine and opened it, poured him a glass: "Quiet your anger."

"I couldn't be angry for a long time," Jiang Yuduo said. "You are the most righteous person I have ever seen. You are very calm. It's different for people who are used to being served."

Cheng Ke smiled and poured his own wine, and raised his glass to him.

Jiang Yuduo picked up the cup and touched him: "For..."

Cheng Ke waited for him to speak, but Jiang Yuduo seemed to have no words, so he just held up his glass and stood there.

"For friends." Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yu looked at him fixedly, and after a while, he lifted his head and drank the wine in the glass, and then knocked the glass on the table heavily: "For friends."

The soup base that Jiang Yuduo picked was very fragrant, and Cheng Ke felt that he had put several packets in it, and the taste was very strong. When he was about to take a chopstick to rinse it, Jiang Yuduo picked up the plate.

"Third brother, third brother," Cheng Ke quickly held his hand, "I have a request."

"Huh?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.

"Can we eat with chopsticks and chopsticks?" Cheng Ke said, "You have one plate this time, I can't eat it, so I'm in a hurry."

Jiang Yuduo frowned: "There are so many things, let's do it."

Cheng Ke smiled.

Jiang Yuduo divided the plates on the table into two piles one by one, then pointed to the pile beside him and said, "Yours."

"Huh?" Cheng Ke was stunned.

"Mine." Jiang Yuduo pointed to the pile in front of him again.

"Ah." Cheng Ke didn't understand why he suddenly had to divide it up.

Jiang Yuduo picked up a plate and poured the meat into the pot.

"Your uncle," Cheng Ke couldn't hold back his joy, "Fuck!"

"How about it," Jiang Yuduo took a large piece of chopsticks, "Is this arrangement very appropriate."

"Childish." Cheng Ke said with a smile.

"Naive is naive, I'm so much younger than you," Jiang Yuduo took a sip of wine, thought about it and leaned closer to him, "Hey, Cheng Ke."

"What?" Cheng Ke looked at him.

"Your birthday is next week, right?" Jiang Yuduo said.

Yes, Cheng Ke thought about it for a while, it's really his birthday next week, and there are still three days until next week.

But if Jiang Yuduo hadn't asked him this sentence, he really didn't remember it at all.

He usually doesn't remember his birthday, but Liu Tiancheng remembers his birthday. Every time, Liu Tiancheng calls him and says to go out and get together.

And every birthday party, apart from seeing a bunch of birthday gifts, he doesn't feel like he's celebrating his birthday, he just watches this group of people eat from here to there, drink from there to here.

It’s just a bunch of gifts at home, my mother will ask people to buy them, there will be what you want, and there will be what you don’t want, it’s not interesting.

"Well." Cheng Ke nodded.

"Then... do you have a birthday?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

Cheng Ke was silent.

This is his first birthday after he left home. Although the previous birthdays were boring, he was used to that pattern. Now Jiang Yuduo asked this question, and he suddenly felt a little dazed.

Have you been

How's it going

After a long time, he sighed: "It's not enough."

"...Oh," Jiang Yuduo looked at him and sighed, "Yes, I'm 28, it's a sad birthday."

A chopstick of meat that Cheng Ke was holding stopped in the air.

"The virtual age is 29," Jiang Yuduo said. "His grandmother said that at the age of three and a half, in their hometown, if you are two years old, then you will be 30..."

"You're not finished, are you?" Cheng Ke looked at him helplessly.

"Have you ever?" Jiang Yuduo smiled, "I'll give it to you, your 30th birthday."

"But!" Cheng Ke said.

"28th birthday." Jiang Yuduo said again.

"But!" Cheng Ke put the meat in his mouth and took another sip of wine.

"18th birthday," Jiang Yuduo said, "it's okay, it's younger than me."

Cheng Ke couldn't help laughing: "Are you free?"

"Chen Qing and Lu Qian's birthdays, we both celebrated," Jiang Yuduo said, "It's interesting to celebrate birthdays, if you want to be lively, you can invite them together, if you want to be clean, I will give it to you. You pass."

"Do you really like birthdays?" Cheng Ke asked with a smile.

"Well, it's interesting, the day a person came to this world." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Okay," Cheng Ke thought for a while, "how did you spend your birthday?"

The smile on Jiang Yuduo's face froze for a while, then slowly disappeared. After drinking a sip of wine, he said, "It's my birthday."

"Why?" Cheng Ke was stunned, a person who likes to celebrate birthdays, but it's his own birthday

"I don't know when my birthday is." Jiang Yuduo hooked the corner of his mouth.

"Don't you say June 1st on your ID card?" Cheng Ke said.

"That is... just fill it in." Jiang Yuduo said.