Before Cheng Ke's sand painting performance was halfway through, he already discovered that Jiang Yuduo was not on the first floor.
He knew that Jiang Yuduo smoked a cigarette outside the back door, and he saw it when he came in through the back door after smoking a cigarette, but when he lowered his head a few times and looked into the crowd, he couldn't see Jiang Yuduo .
upstairs
There are quite a lot of people at the moment, music, talking, laughter, and lively. This kind of "unfamiliar" environment may be unbearable for Jiang Yuduo.
He didn't know if Jiang Yuduo just wanted to avoid it, or if he saw something and heard something.
Although he had already told Jiang Yuduo that he could go to the third floor, when he suddenly found out that Jiang Yuduo had really walked away, he was still in a panic.
When the sand on my hand was scattered, I was stunned for a while before I swiped my finger over it again, but suddenly I couldn't remember the thing I wanted to draw.
Fortunately, today's performance was just for fun, and the left hand was used. No one noticed the pause of Cheng Ke's fingertips on the sand, but Xu Ding, who was standing by the bar, raised his head.
Cheng Ke glanced at him, smiled and said it was all right.
At the end of the absent-minded performance, Cheng Ke stepped aside, the staff went over to pack his things, and the guests around him were talking in twos and threes.
Cheng Ke stopped for a few seconds on the side, then walked through the crowd towards the stairs.
"Xiao Ke." Xu Ding came over and called him.
"Well." Cheng Ke stopped.
"Are you alright?" Xu Ding asked.
"It's okay," Cheng Ke said, "Is something wrong?"
"Mr. Li over there, it's not easy to come here," Xu Ding glanced behind him, "you now... in a while."
Cheng Kechong smiled apologetically at Mr. Li, who was standing behind Xu Ding, and whispered to Xu Ding, "I'll go upstairs and come down immediately. Did you just see the third child?"
"I saw it before the performance," Xu Ding was stunned, "disappeared?"
"Maybe it's upstairs, there are many people here, he may not be able to adapt," Cheng Ke was a little embarrassed, "I'll go up and have a look."
Xu Ding patted him on the shoulder: "Okay."
Cheng Ke walked up the stairs quickly, nodded and smiled with a few familiar faces, and after passing the second floor, no one was there, so he ran straight up to the third floor.
The third floor is much quieter than the downstairs, and almost no sound can be heard.
"Jiang Yuduo!" Cheng Ke couldn't wait to open the door of the compartment, so he shouted first, and then knocked on the door twice, "Jiang Yuduo? Are you there?"
No one responded, Cheng Ke pushed open the door: "Jiang Yuduo!"
The room was empty, no one was there, and the smell in the air could tell that no one had entered, with a dull smell after standing.
It was not known for the first time that Cheng Ke felt flustered.
He quickly ran to the window, looked out of several windows one by one, and didn't see Jiang Yuduo, so he ran downstairs, took out his mobile phone and dialed Jiang Yuduo's number.
The phone was connected, and he heard the ringing tone, but Jiang Yuduo didn't answer the phone until he ran to the first floor.
Cheng Ke walked out of the store and looked around. He didn't find Jiang Yuduo, nor did he see any confusion. He opened the door of a taxi on the street and got in, and reported Jiang Yuduo's home address.
On the way back, Cheng Ke was dialing Jiang Yuduo's number, but no one called.
He called again, and if no one answered this time, he planned to call Chen Qing and ask him to go to Jiang Yuduo immediately.
Although he knew that Jiang Yuduo was unwilling to let the people around him know about it, Cheng Ke was really worried. With Chen Qing's brain circuit, he might not be able to react.
No one answered the phone this time, but instead of ringing until it stopped, it was hung up.
Cheng Ke tightened his hand holding the phone, bit his lip, and quickly sent a message to Jiang Yuduo.
-where
Jiang Yuduo gave him a reply.
-Family
Cheng Ke raised his whole body. He could still look at his phone and reply to messages. There should be no major problems.
But there are definitely small issues.
"Master, please hurry up, there is an urgent matter." Cheng Kechong said to the driver.
"It's about to take off." The driver said, stepping on the accelerator again.
The car stopped at the entrance of Jiang Yuduo's house, Cheng Ke grabbed the money and put it on the dashboard, opened the door and got out of the car: "Thank you, you don't have to look for it."
Touching the keys with one hand makes people irritable, but the phone is still ringing at this moment.
Cheng Ke took the key and answered the phone.
The call was from Xu Ding. When the business opened, he ran away so suddenly without saying a word to Xu Ding. He couldn't answer the call now.
"Hey Xu Ding, I'm sorry," he walked into the corridor, "I'm in a hurry here suddenly..."
"Is it the third child?" Xu Ding asked.
"...Well," Cheng Ke hesitated for a while, "it's nothing, I'll just come back and have a look."
"Well, I can't find you anywhere," Xu Ding said, "then let me tell President Li."
"I'm really sorry," Cheng Ke said in a low voice while opening the door, "Tell President Li to make an appointment for another day and I'll make amends for him."
"It's alright, take care of your business first, and call me if you want to help." Xu Ding said.
"Thank you." Cheng Ke hung up the phone.
The room was quiet when the door was opened, but it was very bright. The curtains were always closed and wide open. The living room and the two rooms were covered with sunlight, and Cheng Ke even felt a little dazzled.
"Jiang Yuduo!" he shouted, "I'm back!"
Meow sat on the sofa and cried.
"Where's your brother!" Cheng Ke shouted loudly.
Meow called again.
Cheng Ke ran into the backyard: "Jiang..."
He froze by the door.
Jiang Yuduo sat on the edge of the flower bed against the wall in the backyard.
Head down, elbows on knees, phone in hand.
Hands full of blood.
Cheng Ke could even see blood dripping to the ground.
"What's wrong?" He walked over and squatted in front of Jiang Yuduo, his voice trembling violently when he asked this sentence.
"Is it delaying you?" Jiang Yuduo said.
"No, I have nothing to do over there, I'll be back." Cheng Ke stared at Jiang Yuduo, not daring to touch him, so he could only examine his face inch by inch to see where there were any injuries.
"I heard it." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Huh?" Cheng Ke was stunned.
"You have to make an appointment with someone to make amends." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke was a little surprised that Jiang Yuduo heard his call here.
"That's a polite word," Cheng Ke touched his face carefully, and lowered his head to see if Jiang Yuduo's face was hurt or not, and what kind of expression he looked like, "I should have talked together, I'll go first. ."
"It's not polite." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke sighed: "I..."
"I will always," Jiang Yuduo raised his head, "I will always delay your business."
"What?" Cheng Ke asked.
"I'm a big trouble." Jiang Yuduo said.
"You're not," Cheng Ke looked at him, "even if you are a trouble, it's a trouble I can handle, and a trouble that can be handled well is not a trouble."
"If today," Jiang Yuduo said, "I didn't come back."
"Huh?" Cheng Ke saw Jiang Yuduo's face clearly.
Jiang Yuduo had scratches on his face, under the corners of his eyes and on his forehead, but the injuries were not too serious, and a few small blood beads had solidified.
What makes Cheng Ke more distressed is his eyes, full of apology in helplessness and despair.
"If I were in your shop," Jiang Yuduo raised his hand, and a rough cut several inches long appeared in front of Cheng Ke's eyes. Can you imagine what the scene is like?"
Cheng Ke didn't speak and grabbed his hand.
"Here." Jiang Yuduo handed the phone to him.
"What?" Cheng Ke took the phone.
"Look," Jiang Yuduo's voice suddenly became hoarse, "I recorded it."
Cheng Ke was stunned for a long time before asking, "What did you record?"
Jiang Yuduo stood up slowly, walked to the sink, turned on the faucet, washed his face with cold water, and washed the wound on his hand for a while, then supported the edge of the sink and turned his head to look at him: "Self-harm."
Cheng Ke's breathing suddenly stopped.
"I'll take care of the wound," Jiang Yuduo turned off the tap, turned and walked into the house, "Go to the bedroom and see, close the door."
Cheng Ke squatted in place and didn't move, staring at the phone in his hand.
Jiang Yuduo's hands were full of blood, so the phone was also covered in blood, and there were several bloody fingerprints on the black screen.
Cheng Ke was stunned for a while, took out a tissue from his pocket, dipped a little water on the edge of the pool, and wiped off the blood on the phone.
The tissue also changed color.
He entered the house with his cell phone, Jiang Yuduo took off his shirt, and was sitting shirtless beside the table in the living room. The wound on his hand had been treated with his brutal bandaging method, and gauze was attached, but the bleeding did not stop completely. Hold, after a while, there was already red oozing out of the gauze.
Jiang Yuduo didn't care about the bleeding from the wound at all, and was pouring alcohol on the wound on his arm at the moment.
Only then did Cheng Ke realize that the sleeves of his clothes were also covered in blood, and a cut on his arm looked like a stab wound.
He stood behind Jiang Yuduo for a while, Jiang Yuduo must have known that he was behind him, but he never looked back.
Cheng Ke entered the bedroom and closed the door according to Jiang Yuduo's request.
After taking a deep breath, he lit the screen and clicked on the video.
The name of the latest video file shows that this video was recorded about half an hour ago, which should have been after Jiang Yuduo replied to him.
Maybe knowing that Cheng Ke will be home soon, and "they" haven't left yet...
The video starts playing.
Cheng Ke's hands were shaking so badly, and the camera was shaking and spinning crazily, so he had to put his phone on the bed, then sat on the side, his arms subconsciously clasped his knees.
"Who."
The picture was still shaking, black shadows and white light interlaced, and Cheng Ke heard Jiang Yuduo's voice.
"come out… "
"I see you!"
Jiang Yuduo roared, and then Cheng Ke saw Jiang Yuduo's face flashing across the screen, his eyes were red with anger, as if he was about to shoot fire.
Cheng Ke could feel his muscles tightening little by little, not because of Jiang Yuduo's anger, but because of his confused eyes. Under the anger, his eyes were blank.
While the camera was shaking, Cheng Ke could see that it was in the backyard.
He saw the lamp that Jiang Yuduo had moved and hung under the eaves.
There was a dull sound from the phone, as if Jiang Yuduo had hit something.
Then the camera slowly lifted up, it should be Jiang Yuduo holding up the phone.
The screen shook violently, and Cheng Ke saw Jiang Yuduo's face.
Sticking to the wall, rubbing back a little bit, the corners of his eyes have been broken, leaving a touch of red on the wall, Jiang Yuduo frowned in pain, gasping for breath, a teardrop slid down and rubbed against him. A clear path was drawn on his face covered with ash.
The phone fell to the ground, the screen was still, and only the part of Jiang Yuduo's waist down could be seen.
He was leaning against the wall, his feet constantly hitting the ground, as if trying to get up.
In the end, he kicked the air and fell to the ground.
Cheng Ke saw his left hand on the back of his right hand in the camera, and his fingertips slowly and vigorously slid over it. A white hole appeared on the back of the hand, and then blood gushed out.
"Not really... no... I saw you... don't hide!"
Jiang Yuduo's voice went from low to high, and finally roared, waved his arms fiercely and jumped up.
If he hadn't seen this action in such a weird scene, Cheng Ke would have shouted "handsome".
Jiang Yuduo's posture when he jumped was very handsome, his waist and legs stretched out a beautiful arc... But under such handsome movements, it was the other side of him that fell into madness.
When Jiang Yuduo's left hand returned to the screen, there was a knife in his hand, and then without any hesitation, the tip of the knife plunged into his right arm.
Cheng Ke jumped forward abruptly and stretched out his hand to the screen.
He wants to hold Jiang Yuduo.
He just stretched his hand out in front of the phone screen, watching from between his fingers as the tip of the knife swiped neatly across his forearm, and then watched the blood seep from the wound.
Jiang Yuduo threw the knife away and grabbed the injured arm, as if trying to stop the bleeding.
He gasped, frowning.
He didn't move for a long time, just leaned against the wall.
"No... no no no no..."
Jiang Yuduo's face could not be seen in the camera, but Jiang Yuduo's voice could be heard.
"It's Cheng Ke, it's Cheng Ke, it's Cheng Ke... He's coming back soon... It's Cheng Ke... Right here, don't go... Don't go, don't touch him... It's Cheng Ke, don't touch Cheng Ke... "
Jiang Yuduo kept talking in a low voice, not knowing whether he was talking to others or talking to himself.
Then it went quiet.
Cheng Ke stared at the time on the screen, and after almost two minutes, Jiang Yuduo stretched out his bloody hand, picked up the phone, and turned the camera on himself.
"I will hurt you." Jiang Yuduo in the camera looked at him and said.
The picture freezes here, and the video is turned off.
It took about ten minutes for Cheng Ke to slowly walk out of the bedroom.
Jiang Yuduo had already bandaged his wounds, and was lying on the table writing something on the cigarette case paper. Seeing him come out, Jiang Yuduo put down his pen, gathered the cigarette case paper together, and put it back in his pocket.
"Finished?" he asked.
"Well." Cheng Ke put the phone on the table and sat on the chair.
Jiang Yuduo got up and poured him a glass of water.
Cheng Ke took it over, raised his head and poured it all down, then wiped his mouth and looked at Jiang Yuduo.
Jiang Yuduo's face has been washed and his clothes have been changed. Except for the injuries on his hands and face, everything looks normal, and it is almost normal for the third brother to have injuries. If he hadn't seen the video, Cheng Ke would not be able to. Imagine, sitting across from him, Jiang Yuduo, who looked as usual, went through such a struggle twenty minutes ago.
Even though Cheng Ke had learned from Sister Luo that Jiang Yuduo committed self-harm, he was still too shocked to think.
"If you arrive ten minutes earlier," Jiang Yuduo lit a cigarette, "I might stab you with a knife."
"Are you conscious?" Cheng Ke felt that it was difficult for him to speak, "You know you mistook me for him."
"It's not a misunderstanding," Jiang Yuduo raised his eyes and looked at him, "I know you are Cheng Ke, but I still think you are very dangerous. You may have been controlled, threatened, deceived and used. You came to kill me."
Cheng Ke didn't speak.
Jiang Yuduo handed over the cigarette: "Do you want it?"
Cheng Ke took the cigarette, took two puffs, and quickly sorted out his thoughts and asked, "Did you know in advance that you might feel danger and that you might not be able to control it?"
"Most of the time." Jiang Yuduo said.
"That's good," Cheng Ke looked at him. "Next time, no matter where you are, no matter what time and place, if you feel it, just tell me and don't run."
Jiang Yuduo also looked at him, and nodded after being silent for a while: "Okay."
"We can face it together," Cheng Ke said, "no matter what you see, we are together, you just need to remember that I am the real one, I am your connection to the world, I am still here, You are here."
Jiang Yuduo looked at him for a long time without speaking.
"Have you heard?" Cheng Ke chased after him.
"I heard." Jiang Yuduo said.
"I'm going to take a shower," Cheng Ke stood up and gave Jiang Yuduo a hard kiss on the forehead. He tried to make himself calmer, so that Jiang Yuduo would not think it was a big deal, "I It smells like a gun fight."
"I'll help you." Jiang Yuduo said.
"No," Cheng Ke smiled, "don't touch your wound with water, I'll just wash it."
Jiang Yuduo was silent.
Cheng Ke took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom.
After taking off his trousers, he was a little worried about pulling on his woolen sweater. When Jiang Yuduo helped him put it on in the morning, he almost tore off the sleeves. Now he probably won't be able to take it off himself.
While thinking about whether to call Jiang Yuduo for help, the bathroom door was pushed open.
"How do you..." Cheng Ke turned his head.
Jiang Yu snatched into the bathroom, put his hand around the door, pounced on him and kissed him fiercely.
Cheng Ke was caught off guard and was pressed against the wall by him.
Then Jiang Yuduo gnawed on his face and neck in such a mess, Cheng Ke could even feel that Jiang Yuduo took a bite on his eyelids.
He had only seen Jiang Yuduo like this in Chunmeng. It was the first time that it was real, with humidity.
When Cheng Ke's breathing was a little confused, Jiang Yuduo asked in a hoarse voice, sticking to his ear, "Do you want it?"
"... What?" Cheng Ke's mind was particularly agile, and he quickly replied, "Don't you accept going to bed?"
"Don't go to bed," Jiang Yuduo said, "hand, do you want it?"
Cheng Ke could almost hear the sound of the explosion in the depths of his body, and he felt that the air wave could lift him to the sky. He didn't even hesitate for 0.1 second: "Yes."