It was the first time that Cheng Ke lost his insomnia so thoroughly. He didn't fall asleep all night, and just lay in bed stunned.
Jiang Yuduo has been in the bedroom, but has not slept.
Sitting by the window and looking outside.
Cheng Ke didn't know what he was looking at. The living room window could see the street, and the bedroom window was outside the backyard, with high walls and no railings.
Just see the light.
Jiang Yuduo was not in a daze. He wouldn't smoke when he was in a daze, but he was smoking all night.
Although he opened the window very carefully, puffed smoke at the crack, and put the cigarette butt out of the window as much as possible, Cheng Ke could still feel the smoke in the room.
He would definitely get up and beat people in the usual time. Can't he stop smoking, and can't go out when he's pumping!
But he didn't say a word that night.
At dawn, Jiang Yuduo got up and walked out of the bedroom gently, probably to wash.
When he opened the door again and came in, Cheng Ke heard him scolding in a low voice, "I'm so rude."
Cheng Ke didn't move, he could hear him grab a piece of clothing and start fanning it in the room, presumably he wanted to fan the cigarette out.
But it was useless, Cheng Ke wanted to laugh a little.
"Cheng Ke!" Jiang Yuduo called out to him.
"Huh?" Cheng Ke responded.
"Don't pretend to be asleep," Jiang Yuduo said. "Wake up and go out, you choked to death, didn't you feel it all night?"
"...No." Cheng Ke sat up, thinking that Jiang Yuduo didn't notice that he was not asleep when he was thinking about things.
"Chen Qing will come over later," Jiang Yuduo said, "Eat first and then sleep."
"Chen Qing?" Cheng Ke was stunned.
"My mother made dumplings and asked him to bring them here." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Oh, good." Cheng Ke got out of bed and went to wash.
When washing up, Jiang Yuduo followed as usual, leaning against the door and looking at him.
But today is much more thoughtful than last time. The toothpaste has been squeezed out. After Cheng Ke washed his face, he helped twist the towel, then put one hand on the back of Cheng Ke's head and the towel in the other, and put it on his face. A rub.
"Hey," Cheng Ke felt that his facial features had been rubbed out of place, thanks to the soft towel, "Will you help me shed my skin?"
"Is it too hard?" Jiang Yuduo took off the towel.
"It's time to take a shower, this is my face, not my back." Cheng Ke sighed.
Jiang Yuduo smiled, rubbed the towel and hung it up.
Chen Qing came very quickly, the dumplings were still steaming hot, and after putting them down, he squeezed two more and put them in his mouth: "I won't eat with you. Today, the boss is coming, I can't be late."
"Let's go." Jiang Yuduo waved his hand.
After Chen Qing left, the two of them sat at the table and ate dumplings in silence.
As soon as things are done, even if it's just a shower, after taking a break, the mind will turn forward. When the things of yesterday are turned over, I suddenly don't know what to say.
Cheng Ke glanced at Jiang Yuduo, and he didn't sleep all night. Jiang Yuduo couldn't see any tiredness or tiredness on his face, which was almost the same as usual.
But eating dumplings one by one in silence made Cheng Ke feel that he was a little different from usual.
Jiang Yuduo usually eats very deliciously, just like when he was hungry for more than 3,000 years and just unearthed, he will never queue up to eat dumplings, and they have to be stuffed. Next.
The food intake has not decreased, not only has it not decreased, but if Cheng Ke shoved more than ten times into his bowl at a time, it is estimated that he would not be full earlier.
After eating the dumplings, Jiang Yuduo stared at him for a long time, as if making up his mind, and finally lay down on the table: "You asked me about the psychiatrist before, you weren't jealous, right?"
Cheng Ke was stunned for a while, and quickly squeezed his hand in his pocket to make sure that the phone was in his pocket, he had deleted the call list, and he hadn't slept all night, Jiang Yuduo had no chance to unlock it with his finger See his chat history with Xu Ding.
It will be deleted in a while.
He didn't speak, not sure what Jiang Yuduo meant by asking him.
Jiang Yuduo didn't seem to wait for his answer, he took out a piece of cigarette case paper from under the table, took a pen and wrote on it: "Sister Luo is my psychiatrist, but she can't contact me, so she can only wait. I will contact her."
"Can't contact you?" Cheng Ke asked.
"I never had to be able to find my number to call her," Jiang Yuduo picked up a piece of paint that fell off the table, and plucked off a large piece of it, "I should buy a tablecloth."
Cheng Ke understood why the out-of-town number could not be found on the call list.
Very distressed.
Under Jiang Yuduo's arrogant and impatient appearance, he was unimaginably cautious.
After writing the words on the cigarette case paper, Jiang Yuduo didn't move, holding the pen and still looking at the paper. After a while, he put down the pen, looked up at Cheng Ke, and slowly pushed the cigarette case paper in front of him. .
"This is... Sister Luo's," Jiang Yuduo said very slowly, but didn't stop, "Phone number."
Cheng Ke looked at him in surprise. He needed to use another phone to contact him. The psychiatrist's number, which no one could find out, was just put in front of him.
It's not just trust, it's a signal.
"Help me," Jiang Yuduo said, "I don't know what to do."
help me.
Jiang Yuduo's words from last night could still be clearly played back in his mind, perhaps because he was temporarily separated from the chaos, perhaps because "they" had already left. This time, Jiang Yuduo used a more subtle expression.
Help.
In Cheng Ke's view, there is no difference between the two, and it is even more uncomfortable because Jiang Yuduo once again restrained the hidden phrase "help me".
This is the hand Jiang Yuduo struggled in the dark for a long time before he mustered up the courage to stretch out his hand. He didn't even dare to wave it around, but just groped carefully.
Cheng Ke took the cigarette case paper, Jiang Yuduo wrote it for so long, it only had the name of Sister Luo and a city, plus a mobile phone number. Mark of.
Jiang Yuduo wrote the "business card", he had seen it more than once, and it was the first time he could feel the handwriting on the back.
However, Cheng Ke's guess was correct. This is indeed a south-facing city with no snow during the New Year.
"Can you call her?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
Cheng Ke touched the back of the cigarette paper with his fingertips, and was silent for two seconds: "Can I go see her?"
Jiang Yuduo was stunned: "Really?"
This rhetorical question made Cheng Ke's nose sore, and he nodded: "If it's convenient for her to see me, I'll go over."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo lay down on his arm.
"If it's convenient for her to see me," Cheng Ke said, "would you go with me? Or am I alone?"
"I'm with you... together," Jiang Yuduo said, "you're alone, she might not see you."
"Okay." Cheng Ke stretched out his hand and gently pressed the glue stick on his head.
After all, what Jiang Yuduo experienced was no ordinary injury, and it was impossible for a psychiatrist to easily chat with a stranger about his patient's private affairs.
"Do you have time?" Jiang Yuduo raised his head, "Xu Ding didn't say you were going to open."
"I don't need to go to the store every day before the opening, and I will go there when I don't have time," Cheng Ke said. "This is a very important thing."
"Then..." Jiang Yuduo hesitated, "Am I looking for Sister Luo?"
"Whatever, if you don't want to find her, just call me." Cheng Ke said.
Jiang Yuduo grabbed the phone, stood up after a while, and walked into the yard with the phone: "I'll call."
Cheng Ke watched him walk into the yard, threw Miao who had followed him back into the house, and closed the door.
This decision to call a psychiatrist should be very difficult for Jiang Yuduo, so he doesn't want anyone to hear it, not even Miao can eavesdrop.
But when Cheng Ke asked him, he hoped that he could make the call himself, which would make it easier for him to explain things clearly, and he would be able to take the initiative in a certain sense.
He got up, poured a glass of water, and squeezed two cat food to feed to Meow.
Meow hugged his hand and ate the cat food and fingers with relish.
Cheng Ke sighed softly, wondering if it was because Miao was with Jiang Yuduo every day. He felt that Miao had the same virtue as Jiang Yuduo when he was eating. Putting a cat food on his tail might be able to eat his tail. Lose.
This kind of habit of eating enough three meals must be eaten no matter whether there is appetite or not, and how to develop it, Cheng Ke is a little uncomfortable thinking about it.
Jiang Yuduo's phone call was quickly finished, and he entered the house with his mobile phone.
"How is it?" Cheng Ke asked.
"I said to bring a friend to see her," Jiang Yuduo said, "Sister Luo said yes."
"Did you ask me who I am? What kind of job?" Cheng Ke asked again.
"Pick up junk." Jiang Yuduo said.
"... That's what you said?" Cheng Ke glared at him.
"No," Jiang Yuduo smiled, probably because it was hard for him to make phone calls, and this smile came out of nowhere, "Say you are my very important friend."
"Well." Cheng Ke smiled.
"But... I didn't say boyfriend," Jiang Yuduo said, "it's okay?"
"What does it matter," Cheng Ke said. "My boyfriend didn't tell anyone, it's just our relationship."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo squatted beside him and teased Meow with his hand, "Sister Luo said that we can make an appointment... the day after tomorrow."
"No problem," Cheng Ke took out his phone, "We can book tickets for tomorrow."
"What ticket?" Jiang Yuduo quickly raised his head and asked.
"Air ticket." Cheng Ke said.
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak, but he still saw the change in his expression.
"You don't want to fly?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Can I take the... bus?" Jiang Yuduo asked, "The bus doesn't need an ID card."
"You..." Cheng Ke looked at him, "Isn't the ID card fake?"
"It's not fake," Jiang Yuduo said. Before Cheng Ke could speak, he quickly added, "Just take the plane."
Then he quickly entered the bedroom, turned around for a long time, took his ID card out and handed it to Cheng Ke: "Look, it's true."
Cheng Ke took it over, stared at Jiang Yuduo's face with a little childishness on it for a while, and slowly realized that, given Jiang Yuduo's habit of being so careful when making phone calls, once he used his ID card, he would not be able to. Things that will definitely leave traces are naturally not used if they can be used.
"It's alright," Cheng Ke said, "if you don't want to take the plane, we'll take the bus."
Jiang Yuduo shook his head: "No, I feel...dangerous because... I am sick."
Hearing this, Cheng Ke felt pain for a while, squatted down and hugged him without speaking.
At this time, he doesn't know what to say. Yes, you are sick, but it doesn't matter. No, you are not sick... No matter how you say it, it is so inappropriate.
In the end, Cheng Ke still bought the ticket. Jiang Yuduo's ID card was used for the first time, except for a photocopy when he helped Lu Qian rent a house.
"So you've already booked the ticket?" he asked, looking at the text message on Cheng Ke's mobile phone that the ticket was issued successfully.
"Well." Cheng Ke nodded, "Just get the ticket when you arrive at the ticket."
"I've never been on a plane." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke saw a trace of unexpected excitement on his face, and hooked his fingers on Jiang Yuduo's face: "Then I'll sit this time. When we come back, let's take the first class cabin."
Jiang Yuduo smiled and said nothing.
Cheng Ke couldn't figure out what Jiang Yuduo was thinking now. He should have admitted that he was sick, because he could see "them" that no one could see, but when he avoided this dangerous situation that did not exist, he again Still believe there is danger.
Such contradictions caused Jiang Yuduo's mood to fluctuate a little in the two days before departure.
"Cheng Ke," Jiang Yuduo took out a suitcase, "How big is the suitcase to get on the plane? Is this okay?"
"Okay," Cheng Ke nodded, "Let's go for two days? Just take a small travel bag and pack some clothes, just order some underwear."
"I want to take the box," Jiang Yuduo said, "it looks more like a trip."
"Then take it. It just so happens that my clothes are put in the box together," Cheng Ke said. "Just help me put the two sets I put here for washing."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo put clothes in the box.
"What about meow?" Cheng Ke asked.
"It's fine for two days. You can use that automatic feeder. If... if you're delayed, you can ask Chen Qing to come and feed him." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke didn't know what he thought would be delayed, but Jiang Yuduo's mood quickly rose again, and it went on and on, until the taxi to the airport stopped at the entrance of the corridor, and when the two of them went out with their suitcases, Jiang Yuduo just said, "I'm afraid."
"Don't be afraid," Cheng Ke said, "there is me."
"You're useless," Jiang Yuduo was probably nervous and didn't save him any face. "There's only one arm."
"Then take a look first, are they there?" Cheng Ke said.
Jiang Yuduo glanced at him, then swept halfway outside the corridor: "Not here."
"Then go." Cheng Ke dragged the box and walked out.
Jiang Yuduo quickly followed.
When they arrived at the airport, Jiang Yuduo followed Cheng Ke without leaving an inch. Cheng Ke squeezed his hand quietly and found that it was cold.
"Are you afraid?" Cheng Ke asked softly, "I'll pick up the tickets now. After picking up, we'll find a place with fewer people to stay."
"Well," Jiang Yuduo responded, "Go have a cigarette."
"Okay." Cheng Ke nodded at the ticket machine, "Can't you hold back?"
"No," Jiang Yuduo whispered, "I won't have to smoke in a while? I saw the box over there, a box of lighters."
"Let's go and smoke." Cheng Ke took the ticket and led him out.
"I'll look at the tickets." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke handed him the ticket, and while he took it, he glanced at it curiously, and then quickly looked around.
This state of excitement and curiosity, but also nervousness and fear, made Cheng Ke just want to hug him and rub him a few times.
He took Jiang Yuduo out of the door, walked to the open space outside, found a corner where no one was around, and stood beside the trash can, just about to touch Jiang Yuduo's face to comfort him, Jiang Yuduo lit a cigarette and asked After a sentence: "You said the airport will sell lighters?"
"Huh?" Cheng Ke was stunned.
"So many," Jiang Yuduo said, "there are quite advanced ones, will they be sold?"
"...I don't know," Cheng Ke couldn't help laughing after being stunned, "I didn't think about this."
"Yeah, one million cards were given to Chen Qing," Jiang Yuduo snorted, "how many lighters can I buy..."
"It can't be finished." Cheng Ke said with a smile.
"It's okay," Jiang Yuduo said, "I will make money in the future."
"Well." Cheng Ke nodded.
"Wait for me... Okay." Jiang Yuduo bit his lip.
Jiang Yuduo's excitement and fear finally calmed down when the plane was about to arrive, and he fell asleep while leaning on the back of the chair.
Cheng Ke kept holding his hand under the blanket, and only now did he feel that his hand slowly returned to the usual temperature and warmed up.
The plane began to land, Jiang Yuduo suddenly sat up straight, and opened his eyes.
"It's landed," Cheng Ke said, "it's coming soon."
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak, just grabbed his hand.
During the time he got off the plane and walked to the exit, he never said a word.
"Is Sister Luo waiting for us at the exit?" Cheng Ke asked, "Would you like to call her?"
Jiang Yuduo shook his head and didn't speak, he only raised his chin towards the exit.
Cheng Ke looked over and saw a woman standing alone by the wall on the side of the exit at a glance, waving at them with a smile.
"Is that the one? The blue one?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.
Cheng Kechong smiled and walked over with Jiang Yuduo.
"You're Cheng Ke, right?" Sister Luo took the first two steps and stretched out her hand with a smile.
"Yes," Cheng Ke shook hands with her, "Hello Mr. Luo, please make a trip to the airport."
"It's definitely coming," Sister Luo smiled and glanced at Jiang Yuduo, "This is the first time I've met Xiao Jiang's friend."
"Let's go." Jiang Yuduo's tone was a little stiff, he took the box in Cheng Ke's hand and strode forward, stopped after a few steps, and looked back at Cheng Ke.
"Are you going out there?" Cheng Ke asked Sister Luo.
"Yes." Sister Luo nodded.
Jiang Yuduo immediately turned his head and walked in the direction Sister Luo pointed.
Cheng Ke wanted to laugh a little, but also felt a little distressed.
"I actually didn't expect you to see me." Cheng Ke lowered his voice and said to Sister Luo.
"If Xiao Jiang brought it up, I would definitely agree," Sister Luo said. "I also really want to meet you. You are the only friend he has mentioned over the years who has given his name."
"Really." Cheng Ke was a little surprised.
"I think," Sister Luo looked at Jiang Yuduo's back, "whether good or bad, your influence on him should be very big."