Cheng Ke didn't give up immediately. This wasteland is a simple parking lot. Almost all a row of shops have a back door facing this side. People who run out from here can enter through the back door of any shop with just a few steps. , and then walk out the front door.
Cheng Ke went back to Qianmen and walked around the street. He didn't see the two people again. He entered the store again, and asked one by one if there were two people who came in through the back door and left.
When asked about the third-to-last house, the boss nodded: "Someone came in through the back door, and then left from the front. I don't know where to go, but it's just one person, not two."
"Thank you." Cheng Ke said.
"What, was thief?" the boss asked.
"Ah." Cheng Ke responded.
"There are a lot of thieves in this area," said the boss. "Almost everyone who runs a shop can recognize it. I haven't seen the one just now."
"...Oh, thank you." Cheng Ke said.
"You're welcome, pay attention to things, don't think that there are no more thieves in the building materials market," said the boss.
Cheng Ke walked out of the store and glanced at Jiang Yuduo who was standing outside: "I ran into this place, but the boss didn't see where I went."
Jiang Yuduo did not speak.
"It doesn't make sense to see it," Cheng Ke sighed, "I can't be sure if it was passing by, or if it followed us and ran away."
"When we bought the cement and came out, the two cigarettes had not finished smoking, and they didn't mean to leave after chatting," Jiang Yuduo said, "I went all the way to the farthest store before entering, just to see if they would be willing to leave. I will follow, there are so many wood-panel shops in this row, they have followed to the end, but they have never entered the shop, I just came out and entered the shop suddenly."
Cheng Ke frowned, that was indeed the case.
In the past, Jiang Yuduo said that he had seen someone, but he still didn't quite believe it, because he had not seen anyone except Jiang Yuduo himself.
But today two people, or one person, he saw it, and two bosses confirmed it.
"You just said," Cheng Ke looked at Jiang Yuduo, "not them?"
"No." Jiang Yuduo replied succinctly.
"Why are you not theirs?" Cheng Ke asked.
"I know." Jiang Yuduo frowned.
Cheng Ke looked at him and said nothing.
Every time "they" appeared, Jiang Yuduo hoped that he would see it, and he had asked more than once.
Did you see it
No.
did not see.
Nothing was seen.
How many times has Jiang Yuduo received such an answer
This time when someone finally told him he saw it, he said it wasn't "them" anymore.
Cheng Ke doesn't know why this is, it's really not "them", who could it be, and why is it so suspicious? If it was "them", why did Jiang Yuduo deny it
Is it because... Has he already said he's "alright"
Cheng Ke and Jiang Yuduo bought the boards and went back to the cement store. The boss had already ordered a truck for them. Once the things were put away, they could be pulled back directly.
But only in the back seat.
"Can this car go anywhere?" Cheng Ke was a little worried.
"I can," the driver said with a cigarette in his mouth, "but let's talk about it first, I don't care about unloading, I just pull it. Unloading, entering the door and climbing the stairs will cost extra."
Cheng Ke just wanted to add some money, but Jiang Yuduo said as he got in the car, "We'll unload this by ourselves."
Cheng Ke had to shut up. Anyway, he pulled it to the door, and there was not much stuff, so he could just ask the workers to help him in.
Jiang Yuduo stretched out his hand and pulled him into the back fight.
"First time sitting in a place like this?" he asked.
"Well," Cheng Ke nodded, "It's the first time I've been in a three-wheeled pickup."
"Is it uncomfortable to sit?" Jiang Yuduo asked again.
"It won't be uncomfortable," Cheng Ke tutted, "Are you trying to hurt me again?"
"No." Jiang Yuduo smiled and glanced outside the car.
Cheng Ke also took a look, he didn't see the person before, and he didn't see anything suspicious.
After hesitating for a while, he asked in a low voice, "You said it wasn't them... Then who do you think it would be?"
"I don't know," Jiang Yuduo shook his head, "These days..."
"Huh?" Cheng Ke waited for him to continue.
Jiang Yuduo hesitated for a moment: "Will you be annoying?"
"What's bothering you?" Cheng Ke didn't understand.
"If I let someone follow you," Jiang Yuduo bit his lip, "would you be bothered? I don't think it's necessarily... at me."
"Are you at me?" Cheng Ke was stunned, "I don't have any enemies."
"Really," Jiang Yuduo narrowed his eyes, "it doesn't matter if you have it or not, let's talk about it after blocking it."
"Fuck me? What do you want to do?" Cheng Ke was startled.
"As long as they dare to follow here, they will definitely not be able to escape," Jiang Yuduo said, thinking about it and adding, "Don't worry, just block people and don't do anything."
Cheng Ke didn't say anything else.
As long as they dare to come, they will definitely not be able to escape.
Jiang Yuduo was very sure when he said this, showing the confidence and ruthlessness that belonged to the third brother.
For those who dare to come to his territory, he is sure that he will be able to control them.
He has a lot of little brothers, scattered on these streets, talking to people, finding people, blocking people, it's not a problem, except for the general guardian, the fighting power of these little brothers should be good, at least in appearance, most of them are visible to the naked eye. .
so.
Why
Jiang Yuduo will have nothing to do with "them"
Even if even Jiang Yuduo would be injured by "them", the little brothers couldn't block anyone, and they didn't even see anyone.
So as Jiang Yuduo admitted, "they" are people who only exist in Jiang Yuduo's world, and once he is "well", they will disappear.
But when he asked if it was "them" just now, Jiang Yuduo's answer was "no", not "without them".
Cheng Ke looked at Jiang Yuduo's face.
Jiang Yuduo was really not as "good" as he said.
"Huh?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.
"No." Cheng Ke had no other thoughts, no thoughts at all. He was not irritable, angry, or disappointed, nothing. No.
Only when Jiang Yuduo looked at him, he felt a little disappointed and a little distressed.
He reached out and touched Jiang Yuduo's face lightly.
Jiang Yuduo quickly raised his hand and pressed his hand to his face, but within a second, before Cheng Ke had time to enjoy the sudden warmth, Jiang Yuduo had already put his hand on his face again. Throwing it away: "Damn, why are your hands so cold."
"Fuck you!" Cheng Ke was speechless. "Not only do I have ice in my hands now, but my heart is too fucking cold!"
Jiang Yuduo snorted, grabbed his hand again, and rubbed it between them: "Okay, Chen Qing, I didn't even rub his hands for him."
"Am I Chen Qing?" Cheng Ke said.
Jiang Yuduo shook his head: "No, you are..."
"Shut up for me," Cheng Ke pointed at him with a plaster cast, "warning you."
Jiang Yuduo smiled and didn't say any more.
When he went back to the store from the building materials market, Cheng Ke paid attention to whether anyone was following him. He didn't know if he was infected by Jiang Yuduo, and he was always a little suspicious.
"Cheng Ke," Jiang Yuduo called to him when he was about to arrive at the store, "don't look at it."
"Huh?" Cheng Ke was also a little surprised, he felt that he should have disguised himself well.
"No one knows where we're going to buy things today," Jiang Yuduo said, "If we follow it, we start at home or in the store, and we'll follow him, but we won't necessarily follow him back. Everyone knows that you've bought it now. Things have to go back to the store."
"...I didn't see it." Cheng Ke suddenly lost face.
"Get out of the car," Jiang Yuduo said, "it's here."
After the car stopped, Cheng Ke jumped out of the car behind him, went in and called two workers out to help, and together with Jiang Yuduo, unloaded everything and moved it upstairs.
It was already past lunch time, and they ate too late, so they were not hungry at noon, so they didn't eat.
"Tell me how to do it," Jiang Yuduo kicked the board on the ground, "Do you have any tools?"
"Yes, the chainsaw grinder or something is in the room next door," Cheng Ke said, "I'll draw you a picture first, and then you first saw the wood that was poured out."
"I've never used a chainsaw." Jiang Yuduo said.
"It's alright, if you press the wood for me, I'll just saw it." Cheng Ke said.
"...You know?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"No," Cheng Ke said, "try it."
"Then I'll do it." Jiang Yuduo turned and went to the next door to get the tools.
Cheng Ke was stunned for a while looking at the pile of things in front of him. He was still very confused about what had just happened in his mind and couldn't understand it, but Jiang Yuduo obviously didn't take it too seriously.
This kind of state that I don't care too much about, it's not that I don't care about the state of indifference, but the state of being able to cope with confidence, which is completely different from the tension when facing "them".
If it really is to face the different reactions of reality and fantasy, then judging from Jiang Yuduo's performance, he will treat it differently.
But…
Cheng Ke frowned, suddenly wanting to see the psychiatrist.
If there is such a person.
Jiang Yuduo took the tool and put it on the ground: "I took a look and it should be fine."
"That's fine, I'll draw it for you." Cheng Ke nodded, took the chalk and drew Jiang Yuduo the shape of the cement mold on the ground, and then marked the size.
"Isn't this the plate for steaming rice in the cafeteria?" Jiang Yuduo said, "You can just buy that kind of plate and put it in it."
"...that's not big enough." Cheng Ke said.
"Oh." Jiang Yuduo nodded, "Okay."
Although Jiang Yuduo had never used a chainsaw or had any experience with these tasks, his hands-on ability was still quite strong.
"It's not difficult," he clicked, "I can do carpentry."
Cheng Ke smiled and said nothing.
"How do you feel about being a carpenter?" Jiang Yuduo turned to look at him.
"Very good," Cheng Ke nodded, "If you want to invite a woodworker with good craftsmanship, you have to line up."
"Really." Jiang Yuduo stared at the board with the chainsaw, and turned his head after a while, "There is a carpenter in the rental house, but it is estimated that the level is not very good, or he will not rent a house there. "
Cheng Ke looked at him, and after a few seconds he suddenly reacted: "You don't really want to be a carpenter, do you?"
"I don't know," Jiang Yuduo turned off the chainsaw, turned and sat on the wooden board, frowning, "I am... Do you think I am... "
"Aren't you helping Lucy all the time?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Well, that's about it. She always asks me to go to her house and the rental house," Jiang Yuduo said. "She will give me money in a month or two."
"How much money?" Cheng Ke asked again.
"A lot, quite a lot," Jiang Yuduo rubbed his nose, "but... will I always be like this in the future? Lucy probably wants to help me. She asks others to do these things, and it doesn't cost so much money."
"Why do you think of this all of a sudden?" Cheng Ke sat next to him, next to him.
"It's not sudden," Jiang Yuduo thought for a while, "I don't know, and I don't have any craftsmanship. When I saw wood... it was a sudden, I can't tell."
"You want to learn something or be able to do something, right?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Well," Jiang Yuduo nodded, "my... The psychiatrist asked me if I have any plans after I'm done. I can't tell you. Anyway... there has to be a plan, right?"
"Yes, but don't worry," Cheng Ke said, "take your time, you can discuss it with me."
Jiang Yuduo turned his head to look at him.
Cheng Ke smiled.
"Laughing fart." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Your psychiatrist," Cheng Ke tried to ask, "is it a man or a woman?"
"Woman," Jiang Yuduo frowned at him, "a big sister."
"What's it called?" Cheng Ke asked again.
A hint of hesitation flashed in Jiang Yuduo's eyes, but he didn't speak.
"Forget it," Cheng Ke quickly stopped, "I..."
"Aren't you jealous?" Jiang Yuduo asked suddenly.
Cheng Ke choked and stared at him: "What did you say?"
"She is in her forties," Jiang Yuduo said, "the children are all in high school."
"Wha... I'm not jealous!" Cheng Ke shouted, feeling that his voice changed a bit.
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak, and looked towards the stairs.
Then Cheng Ke heard the voice of someone going upstairs, and was about to ask who it was when someone spoke from the other side of the stairs: "Brother Cheng! Brother Third!"
It was Lin Xu's voice.
Lin Xu was on the stairs, and these two shouts were quite loud, as if to announce his arrival in advance.
As soon as Cheng Ke heard this tone, he immediately reacted, and Lin Xu probably heard the voice he just said.
"Did something come in?" Cheng Ke quickly stood up.
"Yes," Lin Xu walked up the stairs with a little embarrassment on his face, and smiled at them, "The car is outside, three cars are loaded, and two more cars will be arriving soon."
"Then..." Cheng Ke was also a little embarrassed, "move now?"
"It's moving," Lin Xu said. "The worker said you were upstairs, so I just wanted to ask you to see where you put it."
"I'll go down immediately." Cheng Ke said.
"Okay." Lin Xu nodded, smiled at Jiang Yuduo again, turned and walked downstairs quickly.
"I'll go down and have a look first," Cheng Ke said, "you..."
"I saw wood," Jiang Yuduo picked up the chainsaw, "it's pretty fun."
"Well." Cheng Ke patted his shoulder.
When walking up the stairs, Jiang Yuduo said again: "You said that day..."
"What?" Cheng Ke turned back.
"You said you wanted to tell Lin Xu..." Jiang Yuduo thought for a while, then stepped on the wooden board, "It's nothing."
Cheng Ke was stunned for a while before he remembered, and suddenly wanted to laugh.
He walked over to Jiang Yuduo, bent over to his ear: "Needless to say, he already knows."
Jiang Yuduo turned his head sharply: "What does he know? How did he know?"
"This kind of thing," Cheng Ke sighed, "there are really not many people as slow as you."
Cheng Ke and Lin Xu were busy all afternoon, placing all the tables, chairs and cabinets they had brought in in the designed positions, and the store immediately looked a lot more complete.
After finishing his work, Lin Xu didn't stay too long, saying that he still had to settle the bill, and left with the truck pulling the goods.
Cheng Ke glanced at the time. For several hours, Jiang Yuduo had been on the upstairs terrace, feeling that he had never appeared.
He hurried upstairs and shouted, "Jiang Yuduo?"
"Hey." Jiang Yuduo replied happily.
Cheng Ke breathed a sigh of relief. When Lin Xu came over this time, Jiang Yuduo didn't seem to be upset.
"How is it?" Cheng Ke walked over, and was a little surprised to find that Jiang Yuduo had sawed all the anti-corrosion wooden boards used to make the bench, and even nailed a piece, "How awesome? I didn't tell you to What will it be like?"
"Don't you have blueprints there?" Jiang Yuduo pointed to a few design drawings that he put beside him, "I just made it according to that, right?"
"That's right." Cheng Ke said.
"How is it!" Jiang Yuduo kicked the board proudly and turned to look at him.
"Great." Cheng Ke smiled.
"I figured it out, there's still more wood," Jiang Yuduo said, "I can make something more."
"What?" Cheng Ke leaned against the wall. He quite liked Jiang Yuduo's current state. He was not nervous, vigilant, or depressed. He was just a stunned boy in his early twenties.
"I saw a lamp in the shopping mall that day. It was made of wood, and there was a big round lamp in the middle," Jiang Yuduo said. "There are many round holes in the wood. When the lamp is turned on, many round spots of light can be illuminated. "
"Well." Cheng Ke nodded.
"I just want to buy that as a birthday present for you. You are an artist," Jiang Yuduo said. "That one is quite artistic..."
"Third brother." Cheng Ke interrupted him.
"Why?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.
"What are you doing? What else can you do! You fucking said no surprises!" Cheng Ke glared at him, "I said don't tell me what you want to give!"
"Ah." Jiang Yuduo was stunned.
"Ah, your uncle?" Cheng Ke said.
"Ah no," Jiang Yuduo thought for a while, and quickly comforted him, "It's alright, I don't plan to give you that lamp now, I won't."
"...Oh." Cheng Ke looked at him.
"Myself..." Jiang Yuduo pointed at the wooden boards, stopped halfway through, and glanced at him.
Cheng Ke sighed, thinking about it and having fun again: "You make one yourself, right?"
Jiang Yuduo did not speak.
"It's better to make one yourself than to buy it," Cheng Ke said, "I like what you made."
"There are still surprises," Jiang Yuduo thought for a long time and slapped, "You don't know what I can do, right?"
"Well." Cheng Ke nodded.
"What if I can't do it? Right?" Jiang Yuduo said.
"Your uncle!" Cheng Ke laughed angrily, "Is it a surprise if you can't do it!"
"Yeah," Jiang Yuduo said, "I couldn't do it, and then I went back and bought the lamp from the shopping mall for you."
"... Get out!" Cheng Ke roared with a smile.
"There will be surprises." Jiang Yuduo added.
"Got it," Cheng Ke laughed for a while, then stared at him for a long time, "Jiang Yuduo."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.
"Come and let me hug." Cheng Ke opened his left arm.
Jiang Yuduo frowned, first looked inside the room to the stairs, then looked back to the outside of the terrace, and then walked in front of him.
"You can really blow people's interest." Cheng Ke sighed and put his arms around him.
"I'm just not used to it," Jiang Yuduo also hugged him, "I've never done this kind of thing with the National People's Congress in front of so many people in the daytime."
"You made it clear what kind of thing," Cheng Ke said, "don't say it as if I killed you on the street."
Jiang Yuduo was silent.
After a while, he opened his mouth in a low voice: "Why... why?"
Cheng Ke was stunned by this question.
Before he could decide whether to answer or pretend to be dead, Jiang Yuduo clicked his tongue again: "Actually, I can almost guess... Forget it, it's quite awkward."