Antidote

Chapter 81

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Cheng Ke has lived for nearly 30 years. In his calm life, he can be considered a dull life. The most exciting thing is probably the few times he fought with people in the bar, was scolded by his father, and the conflict with Cheng Yi was because of him. Patience can only be regarded as a little spice.

The experience of leaving home these days has been able to hang up all the "conflicts" in the previous years, and now he has encountered such a thing for the first time, he was forcibly taken home by his father on the way home, Jiang Yu Take people to stop cars and rob people.

When Jiang Yuduo was dragged from the car, he saw his father's expression.

Shock.

Jiang Yuduo's behavior is probably unimaginable for Dad, and even the previous anger and contempt have been drowned out.

Cheng Ke didn't want to go home with his father, and he didn't want to cooperate with his father to solve any problems, but he never thought that there would be such an accident.

Jiang Yuduo forcibly disrupted his father's plan in the most unexpected but very in line with his style.

Jiang Yuduo has no concept of parents and family. His parents have brought him a lifetime of pain and pain. He has been on the streets since the age of ordinary children in junior high school. Brother, he is the boss here, he dares to speak ruthlessly, dare to make ruthless moves, "if you can't do it, you can't do it" is his restraint.

At the moment when he was most sensitive and anxious, facing Cheng Ke's family who didn't like him at all, he probably wouldn't consider whether his behavior was "appropriate" at all.

Cheng Ke doesn't want Jiang Yuduo to solve the problem in this way. He doesn't want his father's impression of Jiang Yuduo to be "confirmed", but he will not accuse Jiang Yuduo, nor will he allow anyone to accuse Jiang Yu of this. take.

He can even admit that Jiang Yuduo's temperament that he may never have, which is very "inappropriate" in the eyes of his family and his friends, was the most fatal attraction for him at the beginning.

"Third brother," Cheng Ke grabbed Jiang Yuduo's arm, "let Chen Qing and the others withdraw first."

Jiang Yuduo looked at his face and frowned.

"I'm fine," Cheng Ke whispered, "don't let these things disturb you."

Jiang Yuduo was silent for a while, then waved at Chen Qing and the others.

The debris blocking the road before and after the car was removed, but the person did not leave. He still squatted on both sides of the road and smoked a cigarette, looking over here.

"I still have something to tell your dad." Jiang Yuduo looked at his dad in the car.

Cheng Ke was stunned.

The assistant got out of the car and blocked in front of the car door.

"Let him say," Dad said in a cold voice in the car, "I'd like to hear what this kind of person can say."

The assistant stepped aside.

Jiang Yuduo leaned over the top of the car and stared at his father for a while: "Good afternoon, uncle."

This greeting made everyone stunned, and Lao Hu turned his head and looked at him.

For some reason, Cheng Ke suddenly wanted to laugh very much, and he no longer cared about what Jiang Yuduo wanted to say.

"I'm being so rude to you today because I hate you, you and Cheng Yi," Jiang Yuduo said, in a straightforward but steady voice, "Do you want to just take Cheng Ke away? Possibly, he's almost thirty, he's not three years old, don't say he's his father, you're his grandfather, so you can't do this."

Cheng Ke didn't dare to look at his father's expression, but turned his head quickly, afraid that he would laugh.

Dad didn't speak. In this case, he usually kept his face cold and didn't say a word, so that the speaker didn't know whether to continue or stop.

However, Jiang Yuduo was obviously not affected, and he didn't need any reaction from his father at all.

"I don't know why this is today. I guess I heard something from Cheng Yi. I won't say anything else, that's all," Jiang Yuduo pointed to his gang who were squatting or standing on the sidewalks on both sides of the street. Brother, "We are in the street. When something goes wrong, we won't just listen to one side. We have to find a middleman, and both sides can make it clear in person, whether it's wrong or right, and whether it's a slash or a stab, everyone. There are numbers…”

When Cheng Ke heard this, he hurriedly glanced at his father's face. Dad still had a cold face, but he frowned. It was Jiang Yuduo's ability to make his father have an expression.

"You're so old, you're not as good as a bunch of thugs. You have to continue to play stupid. When I didn't say anything, you want to listen to both sides. I have a recording here." Jiang Yuduo stood up and took a picture. Patting the roof of the car, "Okay, I'm done."

This sentence finally made Dad have a big reaction. He turned his head and looked at Cheng Ke: "What recording?"

Cheng Ke didn't speak, and remained silent in shock. He didn't know what Jiang Yuduo said.

"It's useless for you to ask him, he doesn't know," Jiang Yuduo said. "If he had the scheming, he wouldn't have driven his family out of the house."

"About what?" Dad asked, frowning.

"Don't worry," Jiang Yuduo took a step back and stood beside Cheng Ke, "It's not a commercial secret, nor is it any extortion, it's just something he might not want you to hear."

Dad turned to look at Jiang Yuduo.

"Whether or not I want to give you this thing, Cheng Ke has the final say." Jiang Yuduo took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and put it in Cheng Ke's hand.

Cheng Ke had almost guessed what kind of recording this was, probably the time he was blocked by Cheng Yi when he left the Qing Bar.

For the only time in more than 20 years, Cheng Yi tore off his disguise, stripped off the smile of "good brother", and exposed his inner thoughts.

This is indeed not something that can be used as a fuss, but for Dad, even if he has been aware of it, it may still be Cheng Yi he has never seen.

"Call me when you're done," Dad said.

"Okay." Cheng Ke put the USB flash drive in his pocket.

"Drive." Dad said.

The assistant closed the door, returned to the passenger, and the car drove away with a broken glass.

"Third brother!" Chen Qing ran over, "Are you all right? Has it been resolved?"

"Well, it's alright," Jiang Yuduo responded, "Can't you just throw a triangular nail over it? Get this pile of junk."

"Be reasonable, you are in such a hurry. Where can I find it? I picked it up on the construction site when I came all the way," Chen Qing said. "Anyway, I can stop the car."

"Okay," Jiang Yuduo looked at the people around him, "let them go away, or the police should come soon."

"Okay, let's go first," Chen Qing turned around and waved his hand. "It's gone, bring your things. Brother Bin and I will invite everyone to afternoon tea."

"Go into the house?" Jiang Yuduo said.

"Well." Cheng Ke nodded, holding the USB flash drive in his pocket, and walked down the corridor.

Jiang Yuduo went straight to the refrigerator, took an ice pack from the freezer and wrapped it in a towel: "You use this."

Cheng Ke sat on the sofa and felt very tired: "No, I don't want to move."

"I'll help you," Jiang Yuduo sat next to him and pointed to his legs, "Come on."

Cheng Ke hesitated for a moment, lay down, and put his pillow on Jiang Yuduo's leg.

"Don't look in the mirror now," Jiang Yuduo gently pressed the towel wrapped in an ice pack on his face, "your dad's hands are too heavy."

"Really?" Cheng Ke sighed.

Jiang Yuduo didn't say that he didn't feel it yet. At this moment, he found that the left side of his face was probably swollen a little seriously, and he always felt that the swollen flesh in his left eye narrowed his field of vision.

"That slap down," Jiang Yuduo frowned, "You can hear the sound in this street."

"Fart." Cheng Ke smiled and took another breath.

After entering the room to warm up, the burning sensation on his face became clear, and this smile made him hurt from the corners of his mouth to his temples.

He really didn't expect that at his age, his father's hands could still be so strong. If he had Chen Qing's physique, he would probably be slapped and swept away.

"That recording, did you record it?" Cheng Ke asked.

"No, it was recorded by Chen Qing," Jiang Yuduo said, "I didn't even know he recorded it, but he recorded the part where Cheng Yi yelled at you. If you want, show it to your father and let him know. What the hell is Cheng Yi thinking behind his back, if you don't want it, just throw it away, Chen Qing didn't leave any clues, so I asked him to delete it."

"Well." Cheng Ke responded.

"What is your dad looking for you today?" Jiang Yuduo picked up the towel and pressed it on his face again in a different direction.

"He just... wants me to go home." Cheng Ke said.

"Why?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Probably..." Cheng Ke was still a little confused at the moment, and he couldn't find a suitable reason right away.

"Is it because of me?" Jiang Yuduo said.

"What?" Cheng Ke immediately became nervous.

"Cheng Yi, tell him that I am... mentally ill." Jiang Yuduo said, his voice was much lower when he said the word "mental illness".

"It's none of their business what you are." Cheng Ke said.

"No one wants their son to be with a mentally ill person," Jiang Yuduo said. "Don't talk about his son. If Chen Qing talked about a girl as mentally ill, I would definitely... definitely scold him."

Cheng Ke grabbed Jiang Yuduo's hand: "I'm not Chen Qing, and I'm not the son of those 'who', of course I know my dad will be worried, and I can understand that he will be worried, but the people who are with you It's me, not anyone else."

"Well." Jiang Yuduo didn't say anything else, he took the ice towel and pressed it on his face in a different place, and said softly, "If only I were someone else."

"What the hell are you doing!" Cheng Ke said, "Are you someone else? You're not! It's pointless to make assumptions about things that can't be changed. You are Jiang Yuduo, I am Cheng Ke, and we are I met it, and this is the situation now, if there is any problem, I will solve it, let’s say it’s a fart.”

Jiang Yuduo stared at him for a long time, and said softly, "Thanks to you, if someone else talks to me like this, I'll give you a triangular fart."

Cheng Ke pulled the other corner of his mouth and smiled: "I believe this, you really... opened my dad's eyes today."

"I don't know what to do," Jiang Yuduo frowned. "If I don't stop you, I'm afraid you will be taken away. What if... what if you don't come back."

"How could he not come back." Cheng Ke raised his hand and patted him on the face.

"I'm just scared," Jiang Yuduo whispered, "I know I shouldn't be like this, but I can't control it, I don't know what else to do."

"It's okay, and you're okay," Cheng Ke said. "Isn't it just a piece of car window glass? He'll have someone replace it in two hours."

"He'll think I'm really... a lunatic," Jiang Yuduo continued in a low voice, "but when I'm scared, I can't control it, I saw other people at that time, I know no one , but I just saw it, even if I knew that no one else could see it..."

"Jiang Yuduo," Cheng Ke sat up, holding his face in one hand, "listen to me..."

"What if I don't get better and keep doing this?" Jiang Yuduo looked up at him, "Will you stay with a mental patient all the time?"

"I said don't make assumptions," Cheng Ke said. "We don't make assumptions. We just look at the moment. You don't need to worry about what's not in front of you. Do you know what you're going to do now?"

Jiang Yuduo was silent for a while: "Cooperate with the treatment."

Cooperate with treatment.

Very simple four words, but Cheng Ke knew that for Jiang Yuduo, it was something that could not be done in ten years.

The premise of cooperating with the treatment is that he must face the pain directly, which is different from the illusory pain that he has created for himself.

Sister Luo's opinion is to let Jiang Yuduo make his own decision and not to force it, because Jiang Yuduo can disguise and deal with the psychiatrist well. As long as it is not his own willingness, the treatment will have no effect.

All Cheng Ke can do is wait patiently, as he said, just look at the moment.

Right now he is with Jiang Yuduo, and he still has some things to do right now.

He doesn't want to prove anything to anyone, he just wants to do what he thinks and wants.

Until Xu Ding and his shop opened, there was no movement from Dad, and Cheng Yi was calm. When Xu Ding opened the store, he invited him out of courtesy, and he only said that he would come when he had time.

"Opening business, don't you have to dress formally?" Jiang Yuduo sat on the sofa and looked at Cheng Ke.

"How is it formal? I'm the most formal," Cheng Ke said. "Xu Ding asked me if I wanted to wear a suit. I really didn't want to. The plaster was still on."

Cheng Ke was wearing a wool sweater today. Jiang Yuduo quickly tore off all the cuffs before putting the sleeves over the plaster and rolling them over his elbows. The coat was a short woolen coat with one sleeve.

"I won't go," Jiang Yuduo fished Miao and put it on his lap, "I won't be able to help if I go, maybe it will add to the chaos."

"Didn't you still make a noise last night to go?" Cheng Ke looked at him.

"I changed my mind." Jiang Yuduo looked down at Meow.

"Ten minutes to think about it," Cheng Ke walked up to him and touched his head, the gauze had been removed, and there were still a few scars that had not healed completely, "It's up to you to go or not to go. "

Cheng Ke went to pour a glass of water and finished drinking, Jiang Yuduo stood up: "I still want to go."

"Let's go then." Cheng Ke smiled, "Do you know the lounge on the third floor?"

"Well." Jiang Yuduo nodded.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just go there and stay," Cheng Ke said, "lock the door, no one will disturb you."

"Okay." Jiang Yuduo said.

"If you want me to accompany you, I'll stay with you." Cheng Ke said.

"No," Jiang Yuduo laughed, "that's too much... not good, why do people think we're in there."

Cheng Ke clicked his tongue.

The opening is very lively, even if it is this kind of high-end store, it is almost the same when it opens, firecrackers, flower baskets, music, a lot of people.

Before Jiang Yuduo got out of the car, he was already nervous. When people started to enter the store constantly, he had already retreated to the corner. When the store was full of people and Cheng Ke was about to start performing, Jiang Yuduo saw it. A person standing beside his diagonal wall.

He began to regret that he had followed him like this. He just felt that today was an important day for Cheng Ke. This was what Cheng Ke wanted to do. Mark of.

But he was impulsive. He was not used to such an environment. Almost everyone and every face were unfamiliar. The strong unease made him a little confused. A person makes him feel suspicious.

He moved slowly to the edge of the back door.

"Today is inconvenient, I can only use my left hand..." Cheng Ke kept looking at Jiang Yuduo. After he stood by the door, Cheng Ke's eyes followed, and he shook the cigarette case in his hand. Cheng Ke smiled and nodded, "If you have children at home, you can record them to encourage them. Look, your level is similar to that of your uncle who has been playing sand painting for more than ten years..."

Everyone in the room laughed, Jiang Yuduo went out the back door with laughter, leaned against the wall for a while and then lit a cigarette.

Outside the back door is a small open space, where Xu Ding and his own cars are parked.

Behind several cars, there is a person.

Jiang Yuduo stared at the cigarette in his hand, without raising his eyes or looking over there.

nobody.

No one else can see it.

fake.

But he could still feel the gaze, the gaze fixed on his face.

His hands were trembling, and after taking a few puffs, he extinguished the remaining half of the cigarette on the ground and returned to the store.

Cheng Ke raised his eyes and looked over here, he Chong Cheng smiled.

Cheng Ke hooked the corners of his mouth indistinctly, lowered his head and sprinkled a handful of sand.

Cheng Ke, who plays with the sand with his left hand, is still very handsome.

Jiang Yuduo slowly walked aside, picked up the jacket he put on the chair, and walked out the back door again while Cheng Ke bowed his head.