"That's it," Cheng Ke didn't know what to say, "then you... you're quite picky."
"Well, Children's Day," Jiang Yuduo quickly recovered and said with a smile, "I just wanted to find a festival, and counted it all the way from New Year's Day, and found that Children's Day is better."
"Yeah." Cheng Ke nodded, feeling that Jiang Yuduo's mention of the past was somewhat different from before. Although he couldn't judge the difference at once, such a state would make him get along with Jiang Yuduo. It was a lot easier, he asked again while cooking the meat, "Then the year of your birth shouldn't be filled in casually, right?"
"No," Jiang Yuduo smiled, "I am so young."
Cheng Ke tutted and didn't speak.
"You finished your meal today..." Jiang Yuduo thought for a while, "Go back to the hotel or live here?"
"Today... I guess it's too late," Cheng Ke said, "I have to go to the store in the afternoon to look at the decoration, and there are a lot of things in the hotel that have not been cleaned up... I packed things, you know... "
"Very slow," Jiang Yuduo nodded, "maybe he still misses something, and maybe the same thing can't be put back in the box."
Cheng Ke laughed: "No way!"
The hotel was booked for a month, and it hasn't arrived yet. Before Jiang Yuduo asked him, Cheng Ke didn't even think about whether to move back, and when.
Although he had been carried away by Jiang Yuduo at this moment, he could still remember the reason for moving out.
He is afraid that because of his appearance, Jiang Yuduo has frequent abnormalities, so he hopes to use the way of leaving to let Jiang Yuduo recover, and return to the previous state where Chen Qing has not doubted him for ten years. .
But now according to his ostrich habits, there are still problems that he has not fully figured out.
Is Jiang Yuduo abnormal because of his appearance
Why did he never mention that "they" existed because of his own psychological problems
Why now suddenly admit it and go to see a psychiatrist right away
Is Jiang Yuduo really "good" as he said
There are no answers to these questions, it's not that he doesn't want to know the answers, he's just... indulging in this ambiguous atmosphere.
Even if it's just a meal, let's finish it first.
Whether or not to move back and when to move back, he did not give Jiang Yuduo a clear answer, but it seemed that Jiang Yuduo didn't care, or that Jiang Yuduo had already made a decision for him.
If it is too late to move back today, then tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, in short, I will move back.
This made Cheng Ke a little at a loss as to what to do. He didn't want Jiang Yuduo to be disappointed, but if he didn't figure it out... This month's depression would be in vain.
"Is this wine not as good as the last time?" Jiang Yuduo poured him some wine, "I didn't drink the last time."
"I can drink it," Cheng Ke said. "I'll make a bottle of my own, some kind of wine, plum wine, strawberry wine."
"Can you?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Just search for the tutorial," Cheng Ke picked up the phone and poked it. "There should be no problem with doing it. Buy some wine, toss it in, and wait for the drink. That's about it."
"Strawberry," Jiang Yuduo said immediately, "I see strawberries are sold in the supermarket, strawberry wine."
Cheng Ke glanced at him: "You actually believe that I can make wine?"
"I don't believe it," Jiang Yuduo said, "I just... like strawberries. If you want to make them, just use strawberries."
"Okay," Cheng Ke was just talking casually, but Jiang Yuduo's look of anticipation made him decide to turn this casual talk into a serious matter, "I'll put a label after it's brewed, the third brother brand. Strawberry wine."
"The third is fine," Jiang Yuduo said happily, "the third is strawberry wine."
"Okay." Cheng Ke nodded.
"Then it's settled." Jiang Yuduo raised his cup.
Cheng Ke also picked up the cup, kowtowed to him, raised his head and drank the wine.
"This strawberry wine," Jiang Yuduo took the bottle and whispered while pouring the wine, "it should be ready to drink in May or June, right?"
Cheng Ke reacted instantly and understood what Jiang Yuduo meant.
"It should be about the same." He said, it seems that this wine has to be brewed even if it is killed, and if it can't be brewed, it has to be bought.
Cheng Ke usually eats hot pot and drinks some wine or something, and it's almost the same as drinking two or three taels, but every time he eats hot pot and drinks with Jiang Yuduo, he always gets dizzy.
I drank almost two bottles of wine at a hot pot at noon today, and Jiang Yuduo wanted to pour it at the last point, so he quickly stopped him: "I can't drink any more, I have to supervise the work in the afternoon, what if I fall asleep? manage."
"Then you still can't do it," Jiang Yuduo put down the bottle, "I can still fight people on the street after drinking too much."
"Bullshit, is that the same thing?" Cheng Ke said, "If I drink too much, I can fight people on the street. Just like Chen Qing, I can fight eight with one hand."
"I can hit ten Chen Qing." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke leaned back on the chair and smiled for a long time: "Chen Qing is about to sneeze."
"Are you really going to fight if you drink too much?" Jiang Yuduo removed the hot pot soup noodles from the bowl, leaned back on the chair, and touched his belly.
"No," Cheng Ke said with a smile, "the first time I met you was the first time I did something with someone on the street."
"I'm waiting for Chen Qing to come and help me dig out the cat," Jiang Yuduo laughed after thinking about it. "It kept barking inside, but when you came, it was kicked over."
"How do I know, I didn't hear it," Cheng Ke said, "you are so fucking irritable."
"Then you didn't hesitate at all when you fought back," Jiang Yuduo said while slowly picking up the things on the table, "I thought at the time that this person seems to be a trained person."
"Are you sure you can beat me at that time?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Yes." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke clicked his tongue.
"I'm sure to win anyone." Jiang Yuduo took the pot and walked to the kitchen.
"Where does the confidence come from?" Cheng Ke raised his voice and chased after him.
"Since childhood," Jiang Yuduo turned his head, "you must be confident."
Cheng Ke didn't speak. Looking at him, his head kept getting dizzy. He was shaking when he looked at Jiang Yuduo. After a while, he asked uncontrollably, "Will you die if you don't win?"
"No," Jiang Yuduo smiled, "not really."
"Oh." Cheng Ke responded.
Jiang Yuduo turned around and entered the kitchen.
Cheng Ke didn't have the heart to think about it now. When his head dizzy, he didn't want to use his head, but he could still feel that Jiang Yuduo no longer had any resistance to talking about the past, as if he was saying something very common. matter.
But just over a month ago, Jiang Yuduo broke out almost instantly because of a puppy.
That look, Cheng Ke remembered clearly, and he may not be able to forget it in this life.
When Jiang Yuduo came out of the kitchen with a glass of water while drinking, he was still staring there in a daze.
"No matter what you do, please help me to clean up, young master." Jiang Yuduo put down the cup.
"Oh," Cheng Ke stood up and found that he probably ate hot pot and drank wine. He was very thirsty, so he took the half glass of water that Jiang Yuduo had not finished drinking, and then held up a stack of The dishes followed Jiang Yuduo into the kitchen, "Or... let me wash them."
"I don't have a dishwasher here." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Hand wash." Cheng Ke said.
Jiang Yuduo glanced at him, and nodded after a while: "Okay, you can wash it."
Cheng Ke rolled up his sleeves, put all the dishes in the sink, turned on the faucet, and after waiting for a while, reached out to test the water temperature.
"It won't be hot tomorrow morning." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Huh?" Cheng Ke was stunned.
"This is a faucet, why do you think it can produce hot water?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.
Cheng Ke stared at the faucet again, a little shocked: "Then do you wash the dishes with cold water?"
"Get up," Jiang Yuduo picked up a kettle from the gas stove, and after Cheng Ke got out of the way, he poured half of the hot water in the kettle into the sink, "wash it, it's not enough to add more, use it after washing. cold water."
"Oh." Cheng Ke nodded, took the detergent and squeezed it inside.
Jiang Yuduo turned his head quickly.
"What's wrong!" Cheng Ke asked quickly.
"It's nothing," Jiang Yuduo said, "use it, squeeze it all in."
"Is there more?" Cheng Ke asked again.
"I'm right next to you!" Jiang Yuduo shouted, "Don't be so loud!"
"Did I call?" Cheng Ke was stunned.
"It should be recorded for you." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke laughed: "Hey, I might be a little dizzy... Then what should I do if I drink too much?"
"Wash slowly," Jiang Yuduo hugged his arms, "It's not me who washes anyway."
"Then don't make any noise," Cheng Ke said. "I'll be nervous when you make a move. I'm afraid I'll make a mistake."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo nodded.
Cheng Ke tried the water temperature, lowered his head and started washing the dishes.
After eating the hot pot, he washed the bowls and plates for the first time. The oil and sauce were not easy to wash. He usually had to put the bowl of instant noodles in the dishwasher.
"I think you're weird." Jiang Yuduo whispered.
"Huh?" Cheng Ke glanced at him.
"I think you have a special style when you perform, shoot videos, and talk to people about things," Jiang Yuduo said. "Why do you get nervous when I say something to wash the dishes?"
"Because I can't do it well, I can't do it well," Cheng Ke said, "I know I can do well in sand painting and so on, and I have a solid heart."
"Then you didn't play sand painting so well from the beginning." Jiang Yuduo said.
"I didn't let anyone see it at first," Cheng Ke smiled, "I hid myself in the house and played for several years."
"Ah?" Jiang Yuduo was obviously a little surprised.
"I... In fact, I have no confidence in many things. I won't let people see until I'm sure it's fine." Cheng Ke said.
"Ah?" Jiang Yuduo was still quite surprised, "You don't look like... a person without self-confidence."
"Can that make you see it," Cheng Ke said, "Besides, don't you keep calling me trash?"
"I said you were a waste, but I didn't really think you were a waste." Jiang Yuduo said, "I think you are awesome."
Cheng Ke glanced at him: "I know, but when my dad said I was trash, he thought I was trash."
Jiang Yuduo looked at him without speaking for a long time.
He lowered his head and continued to wash the dishes slowly. In fact, it was fine in front of Jiang Yuduo. He didn't care if Jiang Yuduo knew that he could not fart.
"When will you teach me sand painting?" Jiang Yuduo said.
"...Do you have a good score," Cheng Ke said, "Didn't you let me teach you taekwondo before?"
"I thought you forgot." Jiang Yuduo said.
"I didn't forget," Cheng Ke said, "I'm 28, not 82. I won't forget what I promised."
"Will you teach me sand painting by the way?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Yeah." Cheng Ke responded. He wanted to nod again to increase his tone, but he was quite dizzy at the moment. He was afraid that when he nodded, he would stab his head directly into the sink.
"And strawberry wine," Jiang Yuduo said, "remember? I don't think you are very trustworthy, someone who forgot his keys."
"The key is two different things." Cheng Ke said.
He suddenly lost his mind.
In the lazy atmosphere after eating and drinking, in the narrow kitchen space, with warm water in his hand, Jiang Yuduo, who thought he would never meet again, but now leaned beside him and whispered to him.
Even if some topics were a little sensitive before, it didn't affect his mood.
Right now, this kind of comfort that only he can experience, the one-sided ambiguous thoughts, the guilty conscience of being a thief but still enjoying a bit of "don't want so much"...
The bowl he was holding fell back into the pool.
Jiang Yuduo sighed and stood beside him: "I'll wash it, you can wash it at night at this speed."
"No, don't you still hurt your hand?" Cheng Ke was a little embarrassed.
"This injury doesn't affect washing dishes," Jiang Yuduo put his hand into the sink. "It's okay for me to have a wound to this extent."
"I'll come, I'll come, I'll come..." Cheng Ke hurriedly reached into the water to grab a bowl and wash it.
Bowls, plates, spoons, chopsticks, there are a lot of things in the sink.
At this moment, he just grabbed Jiang Yuduo's hand.
... This needs to be replaced by someone else, he will definitely think that this is intentional, aiming at other people's hands, a shameless hooligan.
Putting it on himself, he felt embarrassed.
Although he really wanted to touch something casually, he really didn't want to grab his hands in the sink.
But to his surprise, he didn't let go.
Just grab Jiang Yuduo's hand.
What was even more surprising was that Jiang Yuduo didn't move either, standing on the spot as if he had been tapped, with one hand in the water and the other on the edge of the sink.
Cheng Ke felt that Jin'er got up at this moment, the slippery hands in the warm water.
When he turned his head, Jiang Yuduo was also looking at him, with no expression on his face, his eyes were a bit complicated, mostly blank.
Cheng Ke didn't judge carefully. His character of giving up his mind and doing whatever he wanted was brought into full play under the influence of alcohol.
When he approached Jiang Yuduo's face, he could see Jiang Yuduo's shocked eyes gathered in the middle with him.
He kissed Jiang Yuduo's lips.
Then he got a little out of control, he grabbed the collar of Jiang Yuduo, who was about to step back, and pulled him hard towards him.
Jiang Yuduo's vicious defense was probably frightened to fail, but he just supported the sink and continued to hide back. After hiding twice, his back was on the desk.
Cheng Ke put his hand behind his head and kissed him fiercely without letting go.
Just as he was about to continue doing something, his feet suddenly slipped, perhaps stepping on the detergent water he brought out from the sink...
He was very annoyed when he dragged Jiang Yuduo and fell to the ground together.
What the hell are you putting so much detergent on
The fall was quite strong. Although Cheng Ke fell on Jiang Yuduo and had Jiang Yuduo cushion him, he used his hands ruthlessly in order not to slap Jiang Yuduo's face on his face. Holding the ground, the huge force brought by this inertia is completely borne by the right wrist alone.
The moment he fell, he felt that his wrist first numb, and then the pain caused him to lie on Jiang Yuduo directly.
Then he was smashed on the back of the head, and the moment the hot water poured over their heads, he realized that it was the pot of hot water that was not used up.
fuck!
Fortunately, the dishes are washed slowly!
The water is no longer boiling!
fuck!
The chaos actually only lasted for a few seconds, but when everything stopped, Cheng Ke felt that it was the second longest few seconds in his life.
The first long seconds are only now beginning.
After the chaos caused by the X-worm's brain was over, there was a dead silence around him.
He was lying on Jiang Yuduo's body, Jiu Jin had already fled in all directions, Rogue Jin had died on the ground, and now he didn't even have the energy to get up and walk away, I just hoped that Jiang Yuduo would quickly slap him and knock him unconscious.
"Your wrist is broken." Jiang Yuduo spoke first after being silent for an unknown time.
"What?" Cheng Ke was stunned.
"I heard," Jiang Yu moved, grabbing a little bit above his right wrist, "Don't move, it's broken."
"Ah—" Cheng Ke felt the piercing pain again in this second, and couldn't help but howl, "Fuck! It hurts—"
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak, grabbed his wrist and didn't let go, pushed him again, lifted him off his body, and sat up.
Cheng Ke was lying on the ground, faceless to the face of Jiang Yuduo who appeared above him with his eyebrows twisted. He closed his eyes: "It hurts!"
"Get up," Jiang Yuduo gently pulled him, "Shut up, a thirty-year-old!"
Cheng Ke sat up with strength, then slowly stood up against the desk, then looked at his hands, which seemed to be swollen.
Jiang Yuduo took him back to the living room, let him sit on a chair, and put his hand on the table: "Don't move."
"Yeah." Cheng Ke lay down on the table, embarrassed to the extreme.
He could hear Jiang Yuduo calling Chen Qing and asking Chen Qing to drive over to take him to the hospital.
He doesn't want Chen Qing to come over, he can take a taxi to the hospital, he can walk to the hospital, he can go to the hospital or not, as long as he can disappear from Jiang Yuduo sooner.
But he didn't speak, he was embarrassed to speak at all.
It wasn't until he heard that Chen Qing's car stopped outside the window of Jiang Yuduo's house, he gritted his teeth and raised his head: "I'm sorry."
Jiang Yuduo sat opposite him and was playing with his mobile phone, looking up at him after hearing what he said: "Huh?"
"Just now," Cheng Ke bit his lip, "I probably... drank some wine."
"Well," Jiang Yuduo frowned, put down his mobile phone, and raised his hand to touch his mouth, "I... I'm fine."
Cheng Ke didn't speak and looked at him.
"Just..." Jiang Yuduo also looked at him, "I'm not angry."
Cheng Ke heaved a sigh of relief, but the answer did surprise him.
"This is the third time," Jiang Yuduo said, "I feel like I'm fucking used to it."
Before Cheng Ke could speak, he got up and opened the door for Chen Qing.
Cheng Ke still noticed it in embarrassment and shock, he didn't look at Maoyan first.
"What's the matter?" As soon as Chen Qing entered the door, he looked at Jiang Yuduo's head of water and shouted, and then turned around and saw Cheng Ke, who had the same head of water, and shouted again, "Fuck me? Water leaking upstairs. Yet?"
"The water leaked so much that the floor collapsed." Jiang Yuduo sighed.
"The water pipe blew up?" Chen Qing continued to speculate in shock, "Damn it! Could it be that the sewer blew up!"
"I fell with the kettle." Cheng Ke found a not very reasonable reason, but for Chen Qing, this reason was enough.
"You..." Chen Qing glared at him, "I've served you! Hurry up! Is your wrist broken? Let's go to the hospital!"
"It's a broken bone." Cheng Ke stood up, glanced at Jiang Yuduo, and found that when Jiang Yuduo handed over his coat, he also picked up his own.
"Third brother, are you going too?" Chen Qing asked.
"I'm waiting for you outside." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Will you two wipe your heads first?" Chen Qing said, "Just freeze a hat when you go out like this."
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak. He turned around and went into the bathroom and took out two towels. One of them was placed on his head, and then he took the other and walked to Cheng Ke's side.
Cheng Ke could see that he wanted to wipe it for himself, but when he was about to say he didn't need it, Chen Qing took the towel and said, "I'll wipe it for Jaeger-LeCoultre, you wipe your own."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded, and lowered his head to wipe the water on his head.
"Sit down," Chen Qing pointed to the chair, "Hurry up, it's broken."
Cheng Ke sat down.
Chen Qing rubbed the towel on his head frantically: "I didn't say, how can you fight so hard, a person who can fall on the ground, why don't you fall when you fight?"
"I didn't take the water bottle when I was fighting." Cheng Ke sighed.
"Oh." Chen Qing responded.
Cheng Ke heard Jiang Yuduo's laughter, he looked up and determined that Jiang Yuduo was indeed laughing.