Jiang Yuduo's kiss was very perfunctory. He nibbled on Cheng Ke's mouth and left quickly. When he backed away, he knocked his head on the roof of the car with a loud thud. Cheng Ke listened and thought for a while. laugh.
"Let's go." Cheng Ke said.
"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded and jumped around the front of the car.
Cheng Ke glanced at the three people who were standing by the road with their backs to the car and smoking seriously: "Don't you want these three?"
"Pull it back to Shentang." Jiang Yuduo frowned and honked his horn.
Several people turned around, Chen Qing also said something, looking at the mouth shape, it was "very fast".
Cheng Ke glanced at Jiang Yu from the corner of his eyes. Jiang Yuduo didn't know if it was because of embarrassment or something else, so he sat very upright and looked straight ahead.
After Chen Qing and the others got into the car, Jiang Yuduo drove the car out without waiting for them to be seated.
"What?" Chen Qing was stunned for a moment, "Want to chase?"
"Who are you chasing?" Jiang Yuduo was also stunned.
"Cheng Yi," Chen Qing said, "are you going to chase him! Fuck, chase! Hit him with that leg too..."
"...Why are you chasing him?" Jiang Yuduo was a little helpless.
"Don't chase? Fuck, don't chase you so hard." Chen Qing said.
"Sit in your car quietly." Jiang Yuduo gritted his teeth.
There was no sound from the rear.
Cheng Ke held back a smile, cleared his throat, leaned back in his chair and looked out the window.
I can't tell if the mood at this meeting is good or bad, I just want to laugh a little bit, and have no other thoughts.
Jiang Yuduo drove the car back to his house, and after getting out of the car, Chen Qing sent Dabin and the others back.
Before getting into the car, Chen Qing stopped Jiang Yuduo: "Third brother."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.
"That..." Chen Qing frowned and said very hard, "When are you free, let's have a meal, let's."
"Tomorrow." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Okay," Chen Qing nodded, glanced at Cheng Ke again, and lowered his voice, "Just the two of us."
"Got it!" Jiang Yuduo roared.
Chen Qing rushed into the cab and drove the car away.
"I want to talk to you?" Cheng Ke smiled.
"I want to ask what's going on," Jiang Yuduo said, "after all, I haven't had a good time with anyone before."
"Well." Cheng Ke followed him into the room.
The lamp was still hanging in the backyard. When Cheng Ke walked over, Miao followed, and in two or three strokes, he climbed up the clothes pole, jumped on the lamp, and swayed back and forth.
"Hey!" Cheng Ke pointed at Meow, "Don't break it for me!"
"It's only heavy." Jiang Yuduo went over and took Miao down, "If it's broken, make another one. I'm very experienced now, and another one will definitely be better than this one."
"Let's make another one for my birthday next year." Cheng Ke said.
Jiang Yuduo did not speak.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Ke tutted, "Will you not give me a birthday next year?"
"No," Jiang Yuduo said, "I... didn't think about next year."
Cheng Ke sighed softly, walked in front of him, and rubbed his left hand on his face: "I can think about it when I have time, I will be here next year."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo nodded.
next year.
For Jiang Yuduo, it is a very distant word, or, from some perspectives, next year does not exist.
What he thinks about most is "day", one or two days, the day after tomorrow, just in front of him, he can grasp the distance close enough.
Next year, later, in the future, these words will appear very few times in his mind, and even when they appear, they will have no meaning, just a simple time.
But now it's suddenly different.
Next year, next year is no longer an empty word.
Cheng Ke's birthday is next year.
Suddenly there is anticipation.
Jiang Yuduo was a little overjoyed, but then quickly fell into unease.
A year is a bit too long. Once time is no longer measured in hours and days, how much will happen
mental illness.
Cheng Yi's voice sounded in Jiang Yuduo's ear again.
"I'm mentally ill."
When he said this to Cheng Yi, his hands trembled a little. The word was so unfamiliar that he was afraid. Don't say it to anyone. Even when he was alone, he never allowed the word to stay in his mind. .
How did Cheng Yi know? He didn't care, but Cheng Ke knew that made him panic.
Although he told Cheng Ke that he was already well, Cheng Ke didn't ask him any more related questions. He tried to ignore those who could not be ignored at all, but Cheng Yi said in front of everyone that "mental illness" "When he said three words, he still felt that the whole person was blinded.
How long can he be "good", how long can Cheng Ke trust him, and how long can he be silent
Can it be... next year
Jiang Yuduo has been sitting on the sofa for almost half an hour, and Cheng Ke sitting next to him feels like he's going to touch his bald hair.
The phone rang, Cheng Ke clicked it, and it was Xu Ding's news.
-solved
-solved
- Okay, on the 1st of next month, we will open here. I made a simple schedule and sent it to you
-it is good
Xu Ding quickly sent over the arrangement, roughly what needs to be prepared before the opening, the event arrangement on the opening day, and some publicity after the opening.
Cheng Ke read it again, added a few, and sent it back to Xu Ding.
Xu Ding replied again.
- are you free to come over tomorrow and have a meal by the way
- i will go in the afternoon
Chen Qing wanted to ask Jiang Yuduo, and Xu Ding estimated that he would have similar questions.
But the point should be different. Chen Qing probably said, "I'll fuck the third brother with a guy." "I'll fuck the third brother and kiss Jaeger." And Xu Ding... Cheng Yi should have let everyone who knew him Everyone knows that Jiang Yuduo is a mental patient and Cheng Ke's boyfriend is a lunatic.
Maybe Cheng Ke has gone crazy too, and made a riot at Cheng Yi's company with his crazy boyfriend, and even beat Cheng Yi into an open fracture.
Cheng Ke tilted his head, Jiang Yuduo was still stunned, looking like he was thinking about something.
He reached out and flicked Jiang Yuduo's ear lightly.
Before his hand left, Jiang Yuduo had already grabbed his wrist, pressed his thumb on the back of his hand and then lifted it back, twisting his hand and pressing it on the back of the sofa.
Not painful, but very numb.
But before Cheng Ke could judge whether it was a conditioned reflex or some kind of reaction related to "them", Jiang Yuduo let go.
"You..." He grabbed Cheng Ke's hand and rubbed it, "it startled me."
"It doesn't hurt." Cheng Ke looked at him.
But Jiang Yuduo didn't look at him, just stared at his hand: "I'm lost."
"What are you thinking?" Cheng Ke pulled out his hand and scratched his head twice.
Jiang Yuduo was silent for a while: "Do you understand what happened with Cheng Yi? Will he find you again in the future?"
"It shouldn't be," Cheng Ke smiled, feeling a little depressed, "Didn't he say that the last thing he wants is his brother."
Cheng Yi said such words, he didn't feel very uncomfortable. Between their brothers, except for the few years when they didn't remember anything, there was almost no brotherly love.
It's just that this was the first time he heard someone say that he didn't want him to be born and he didn't want him to exist. Although in his past life, he didn't feel that anyone was still looking forward to him, but when he heard such straightforward words, how much Still a little depressed.
"Let's go out," Cheng Ke said, "to check the accounts."
"Check again?" Jiang Yuduo was stunned.
"The money in that card," Cheng Ke said, "check how much is there."
"Yeah." Jiang Yuduo responded, stood up and took the coat, "He shouldn't give less, it's related to his face."
"I just want to see." Cheng Ke smiled.
"People who throw hundreds of thousands of watches indiscriminately will go out for a mere one million?" Jiang Yuduo said.
"Your uncle." Cheng Ke said.
"I've never seen money as much as one million." Jiang Yuduo said, "Let me count the ten million in a while."
"I'll transfer it to you." Cheng Ke said.
"Huh?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.
"Didn't you see it before," Cheng Ke said, "I'll transfer it to you."
"Okay." Jiang Yuduo nodded.
Cheng Ke had already guessed that he would nod, Jiang Yuduo's reaction was so amazing, he laughed: "Then you take the card and go to the bank to transfer it in a while."
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak, just stared at him.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Ke took two steps back to him.
"You don't care about the money," Jiang Yuduo said, "or..."
"I know this money is really given to you, and you won't spend it indiscriminately." Cheng Ke patted his face.
Jiang Yuduo hugged him and buried his face on his shoulder.
"... Are you too moved?" Cheng Ke rubbed his back.
"Touched ass." Jiang Yuduo said in a sullen voice.
"What is that?" Cheng Ke wanted to see his expression, but Jiang Yuduo hugged him tightly, and Cheng Ke rubbed his back again, "Don't cry, you have to go out."
"You cry all day long." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Really," Cheng Ke smiled and rubbed his ass again, "Let's go."
"Don't be fooled, I warn you." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Didn't you say you like me touching you?" Cheng Ke smiled.
"It's not like that," Jiang Yuduo let go of him, "you feel like a hooligan."
"It was originally a hooligan," Cheng Ke slapped his ass again, "How about you show me a gesture of not being a hooligan and touching your butt."
"Cheng Ke!" Jiang Yuduo turned and pointed at him, "The wounded are awesome, aren't they?"
"Shou Xing is awesome." Cheng Ke went out with a smile.
This card is a little old and still has a magnetic strip, but it is probably well preserved and it can still be used when it is inserted into the ATM.
"Do you still remember the password?" Jiang Yuduo asked softly leaning beside him.
"Remember," Cheng Ke said, "it's my mother's birthday."
"Oh." Jiang Yuduo stared at his hand.
Cheng Ke said as he entered the password: "Third brother, do you know that staring at you when someone is typing in the password is more annoying than staring at the screen of your phone?"
"Then don't press it." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke smiled and pressed the password: "Do you remember it?"
"Remember." Jiang Yuduo nodded.
Cheng Ke clicked the balance inquiry.
"One hundred million ten thousand..." Jiang Yuduo looked at the screen with him, then froze for a moment: "Why is there still a fraction?"
The fraction is more than five thousand.
The 5,000 yuan was the money Cheng Ke had deposited, and the appearance fee he earned from his sand painting performance.
Cheng Ke suddenly felt a little empty in his heart.
Cheng Yi used this card to save him money, probably because of this effect.
Let this mind, which had been dormant for many years, finally returned to him in an unclaimed manner.
"Have you brought your card?" Cheng Ke asked, "Let's transfer money."
"I don't want it," Jiang Yuduo said quickly, "I didn't really want it, so I'll just say it casually."
Cheng Ke looked at him.
"Really!" Jiang Yuduo was a little anxious, "Why do I want you so much money, it's not that I don't have money."
Cheng Ke laughed: "Stupid."
"You are the smartest, smart." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Go away," Cheng Ke poked a few times on the screen and took out five thousand yuan, "this is for you."
"Rent?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"No," Cheng Ke put away the card and put the money in Jiang Yuduo's hand, "this money..."
"This is the first money you made playing sand painting, right?" Jiang Yuduo reacted.
"Well." Cheng Ke nodded.
"Isn't it for your mother?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"She's useless, the card has always been there," Cheng Ke smiled, "the five thousand yuan is still meaningful to me. I'll give it to you."
"Okay." Jiang Yuduo took the money, "Is it a gift?"
"It's a gift," Cheng Ke said, "and there are many other meanings."
"What's the point?" Jiang Yuduo put the money in the inner pocket of his coat and patted it again.
"Probably from that day on, I officially became a waste." Cheng Ke smiled.
"You are not trash," Jiang Yuduo frowned, very serious, "you are... you are... "
Cheng Ke looked at him.
"You are..." Jiang Yuduo slapped, "my boyfriend."
Maybe this is the answer that Jiang Yuduo came up with after pondering for a long time, so he was a little excited, and he couldn't control the volume.
Jiang Yuduo's complexion changed when he noticed his gaze, he left his boyfriend and turned around and flashed out as if he had achieved magic power.
When Cheng Ke walked out with a smile, he stood outside with a look of embarrassment: "Did they hear it?"
"Yeah!" Cheng Ke shouted, "I heard that I'm your man..."
Jiang Yuduo grabbed his head and dragged him forward: "Shut up!"
Cheng Ke felt that he was really naive sometimes, and because of Jiang Yuduo's words, he was in a good mood until he went to bed at night.
As soon as Jiang Yuduo lay down, he immediately turned over and put the plaster on his stomach: "Hey, let me ask you."
"No." Jiang Yuduo sat up holding the plaster.
"What doesn't work?" Cheng Ke asked.
"What do you want to say?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.
"What did you say is not good?" Cheng Ke also looked at him.
"You asked first!" Jiang Yuduo raised his voice, "Ask now!"
"...I wanted to ask you, did you tie my hands to the table yesterday for fear that I might turn it over?" Cheng Ke asked.
Jiang Yuduo was stunned: "No, it was you who smashed my face with a cast."
"Oh." Cheng Ke didn't stop laughing, "I'm sorry."
Jiang Yuduo lay down again and put his plaster arm back on his stomach.
"It's your turn," Cheng Ke said, "what did you say you can't do?"
"No," Jiang Yuduo closed his eyes, "turn off the lights to sleep, I'm sleepy."
Cheng Ke didn't move and looked at him.
Jiang Yuduo stood up for a while, then opened his eyes: "What the hell are you looking at!"
The corners of Cheng Ke's mouth began to rise uncontrollably.
Jiang Yuduo glared at him.
"Are you," Cheng Ke couldn't help laughing as soon as he opened his mouth, "Are you trying to say that you can't go to bed?"
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak, stared at him for two seconds and then bounced, slapped the bedside wall and turned off the light.
Cheng Ke could laugh for a minute alone in the dark, and his face felt sour.
"Cheng Ke," Jiang Yuduo opened his mouth, "I really didn't realize you were a fucking stunner before, you laughing ass!"
Cheng Ke let out a long sigh of relief, stopped smiling, and rubbed his face again: "Hey..."
Jiang Yuduo snorted.
Cheng Ke raised his arms, looked down at him, and then went down very slowly. Through the light coming in from the window, he could see Jiang Yuduo's eyes following him, and they slowly met.
This kiss was much calmer and clearer than the one from yesterday.
Maybe it's because the surroundings are quiet, there is no drinking, and the mood is stable. From the lips to the tip of the tongue, every step seems to be written on the sensitive nerves.
When leaving Jiang Yuduo's lips and laying back on his pillow, Cheng Ke heard Jiang Yuduo let out a light breath.
"The lung capacity is not good." Cheng Ke said.
"I haven't dared to breathe." Jiang Yuduo said.
"...Why?" Cheng Ke rolled over and put his arm on his stomach.
"I'm afraid I'll be out of breath," Jiang Yuduo rubbed his nose, "you made a noise yesterday."
"My nose is making a noise? Did you speak?" Cheng Ke was stunned.
"Just say that your IQ made Chen Qing eat it!" Jiang Yuduo sighed, "You're gasping for breath!"
"...Oh." Cheng Ke laughed, "Nonsense, if I don't pant at that time, it means I'm too excited."
Jiang Yuduo did not speak.
"It's normal to pant." Cheng Ke thought for a while and added.
"I know!" Jiang Yuduo said, "I'm not three and a half years old!"
"Then why don't you dare to breathe?" Cheng Ke said.
"I'm sorry," Jiang Yuduo said, before he could speak, he added, "If you dare to laugh, I will throw you out to sleep on the sofa!"
"Good night." Cheng Ke said.
"Good night." Jiang Yuduo patted the cast, then touched his arm and patted it.
Maybe it was because of a lot of things in the past two days that Cheng Ke didn't sleep very well. When Jiang Yuduo gently got up from the bed at night, he felt it.
He didn't move, his eyes opened dazedly, and he saw Jiang Yuduo walk out of the bedroom and close the bedroom door.
Cheng Ke woke up four or five times that night, and the bed beside him was always empty.
Jiang Yuduo did not go back to the bedroom.
After waking up in the morning, Cheng Ke sat on the bed for a while, got out of bed and walked to the door, looking out from the crack of the door.
Jiang Yuduo stood in front of the living room window, looking out.
Cheng Ke went back to the bed and sat down and took the phone.
After naming Xu Ding's name, he hesitated for a long time before posting one.
- Help me check the call history of a number