On the fourth day of Jiang Yuduo's escape, he wanted to kill him.
Cheng Ke was a little absent-minded when he changed the cat litter for Miao and messed around.
"I'll put you at Chen Qing's house," he sighed, "it's really annoying to serve you."
Meow stretched on the sofa.
"Your brother doesn't know when he will come back, maybe... he won't come back," Cheng Ke cleaned the cat litter on the ground and sat on the sofa, "I don't particularly like small animals, I have no love."
Meow jumped on his back, and lay down on his shoulders.
"I haven't heard from him," Cheng Ke took the phone and opened it, habitually dialed Jiang Yuduo's number first, and hung up the phone when he heard "you dial", "Do you think he will not have Walk away and hide nearby?"
On the trees outside the window, green shoots that were brighter than the sun could already be seen. Cheng Ke stood behind the curtains and stared at all the corners and corners where people might be hiding.
Nothing was found.
Meow yelped on his shoulder.
"Isn't he worried?" Cheng Ke said, "When he's not around, someone will ambush me."
Meow didn't answer him.
Yeah, don't worry
Don't worry.
Sister Luo said that Jiang Yuduo knew that he was ill, and subconsciously knew which hallucinations were, so... Jiang Yuduo knew that he would not be in danger.
Perhaps for Jiang Yuduo, the only danger Cheng Ke needs to face is him.
As long as he is gone, Cheng Ke will be safe.
The phone rang on the table, and Cheng Ke, who had been standing in front of the window for a long time, usually appeared by the table and picked up the phone.
"Hello!" When he answered the phone, the second ring hadn't finished, and he didn't even know who was calling.
"Do you have time?" When he heard his father's voice inside, he was stunned for a few seconds, then took the phone to his eyes and glanced.
It was indeed my dad's number displayed.
He calmed down and caught his momentary slump, so as not to bring depression in his voice: "Dad, what's the matter?"
"If you have time, come out and talk." Dad said.
"I'm... very busy today." Cheng Ke hesitated for a moment. The business in the store was not on track for the past two days. He had to go there every day, and didn't leave until it was closed.
"I'm at the intersection," Dad said. "There's a cafe here."
Cheng Ke frowned. He had already guessed the reason why his father was looking for him. It was probably because of Cheng Yi's recording. His father told him to listen to the contact, but he had never contacted his father.
He didn't want to give the recording to his father. He didn't know how his father would deal with it after listening to it. If he didn't deal with it properly, it would further intensify the conflict between him and Cheng Yi. He really didn't want to talk to Cheng Yi anymore. There is even a single spider silk connection.
Besides, in his current state, he doesn't have any extra energy and emotions to talk to his father.
He suffers from insomnia every day, and finally sleeps for a while. The first thing he feels when he opens his eyes in the morning is depression.
"Five minutes," Dad said.
"Another day," Cheng Ke squeezed his eyebrows, "I'm now..."
"I'm already at the café," Dad said. "Are you letting me go?"
Cheng Ke frowned and didn't speak.
"I'll take you ten minutes." Dad said.
Cheng Ke hesitated for a moment, but before he could speak, Dad had hung up the phone.
He was stunned for a while with the phone in his hand, but went out anyway.
It was the first time in many, many years that Dad had spoken to him in such a tone since hitting him became a rubbish.
Tough with compromise.
This surprised Cheng Ke very much.
But when he walked into the cafe and saw his father, the expression on his face was obviously much more surprised than he was.
"Are you going to move bricks?" Dad frowned and looked him up and down, "I'm still going to the black coal kiln."
"Take out the trash can." Cheng Ke sat down, knowing that he looked a little dejected.
"Are you busy with that shop with Xu Ding?" Dad looked at him and asked, "So busy?"
Cheng Ke didn't speak, and didn't ask when Dad knew about it.
"There is no need to investigate this matter. When you opened the business, Lao Li was gone. How can I still know?" Dad said, "Xu Ding, this kid, just wanted me to know."
Cheng Ke was still silent, he never thought that Xu Ding invited President Li for this.
"No one is checking you now, and I told Xiaoyi to stop checking you," Dad said. "It's the first time I've heard you threaten someone when you're so old."
"Who am I threatening?" Cheng Ke frowned.
Dad smiled and said nothing.
Cheng Ke recalled what happened that day. When it came to Cheng Yi checking him, he said if he went to check Cheng Yi's girlfriend or something...
When Dad heard this, it should be a subtle threat.
Cheng Ke sighed, wondering if he had stayed with Jiang Yuduo for a long time and got used to his straightness.
Go to your uncle's Jiang Yuduo.
"About Xiaoyi," Dad said, "is there anything you want to tell me?"
"What do you need me to say?" Cheng Ke said, "I just think you should have a good talk with him."
"What to talk about? I meet him every day and have dinner together at night. What else needs to be discussed?" Dad said.
"That's fine." Cheng Ke lowered his head and took a sip of lemonade.
"Tell me, we father and son, we haven't talked for a long time." Dad said.
"Dad," Cheng Ke looked at him, "we never actually talked."
Dad stared at him blankly for a while: "I found that you... have changed a lot. Today, for the first time, I feel that you may really not plan to go home."
Cheng Ke put down the cup, which is probably why he felt the compromise in his father's tone.
"What do you think is a chat?" Dad asked. "Or, what do I need to talk about? Now I want to talk to you, and I have to beg you! Why, I don't think I'm talking anymore?"
Dad has always been tough in business, starting from scratch. After a long time, the situation at home and abroad is the same. Even now, he can feel that some things have changed, but his attitude is still sharp.
"It's too late, why do I think you are biased, why do I think I am useless in your eyes," Cheng Ke said, "Why does Cheng Yi also think you are biased, why does he also think that he can never satisfy you and needs to put I kicked out of the house, can I feel at ease until I can't get up again? It's too late to talk now!"
Dad looked at him and was silent for a while: "There will be competition everywhere."
"This is not a competition," Cheng Ke suppressed his voice, but he couldn't control his unstable emotions in the past few days. He stared at his father, "This is a fight! You provoked a fight between me and Cheng Yi, I If I don't want to join, I'm a waste, and he keeps fighting, and in your heart he will never win!"
Dad frowned.
"He hopes that I have never been born," Cheng Ke said, "I hope that I will never have any relationship with him in this life. Is this what you want, competition?"
Dad looked at him with dissatisfaction and doubts in his eyes.
"I really won't go home again," Cheng Ke said, "I'm very comfortable now."
"Your boyfriend?" Dad's voice turned cold immediately, "Being with such a person, is it your resistance or your choice?"
"I've never resisted." Cheng Ke smiled.
Dad said, "Are you serious with that Jiang Yuduo?"
"You asked me last week, and I might not be so sure," Cheng Ke said. "Now if you ask me, I can answer. I'm serious."
"Have you ever thought that he's a violent psychopath? He's a martial madman," Dad said. "You know what a dangerous environment you're putting yourself in?"
"I'm not at all dangerous now," Cheng Ke mentioned Jiang Yuduo and felt his chest feel tight, "He's gone."
Dad was stunned.
"That's it, Dad," Cheng Ke stood up, "I'm not in the mood to talk anymore. I still have to go to the store. I'm really busy these days."
"Give me that USB stick." Dad said.
"Do you really want to hear it?" Cheng Ke said, "If you can't guarantee that you will be disappointed with me to the end, don't listen. Any pressure you put on Cheng Yi will become his motivation to not let me go. There is no interest in this endless fight."
Cheng Ke touched his pocket, took out a pack of tissues, took one out, waved it twice in the air, and put it in front of his father: "This is my white flag."
Before Dad could speak again, he turned and walked out of the cafe.
"I bought some oranges today," the proprietress stood outside the door. "I brought a few for each of your rooms. Let's try them. They're quite sweet."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo took the food into the room.
The proprietress followed and put four oranges on the table: "Young man, don't blame me for being annoying... I've seen a lot of kids like you."
Jiang Yuduo glanced at her and said nothing.
"Lovelorn, right? Or it's because the work is not going well," said the proprietress, "I have a conflict with my family, young people, it's nothing more than these annoying things."
Jiang Yuduo twitched the corners of his mouth, took an orange and slowly peeled it.
"There's nothing wrong with it, time is the best doctor," the proprietress said. "The key is to cheer yourself up."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo nodded in agreement.
"It's sunny today," said the proprietress. "Let's go out for a walk. I'm always bored in the house, and I'm suffocating when I'm not sick. At least I'll open the curtains, make the room brighter, and make people feel more comfortable."
When the proprietress wanted to help open the curtain, Jiang Yuduo raised his head: "Don't move."
The proprietress stopped, turned to look at him, and there was a faint fear in the surprised expression on her face.
"I want to sleep." Jiang Yuduo knew that his voice and eyes were not very friendly, so he found a reason for himself.
"Then... go to sleep." The proprietress stood there for a few seconds, then turned and walked out.
Jiang Yuduo continued to peel the oranges.
After eating an orange, he stood up, walked to the window, and looked out through the crack of the curtain.
It's not raining anymore, the sun is bright.
His eyes swept around the corner.
All the shadows are stuffed with sunlight, a little dazzling.
But those who have been standing in the shadows have already left.
Jiang Yuduo narrowed his eyes.
They are gone.
Jiang Yuduo ate up the lunch brought by the proprietress, peeled another orange, and opened the door.
This is the first time he has stepped out of this room in the few days he has lived in.
The corridor was dark and the air was unfamiliar.
When the door was closed, the door on the opposite side opened, and an elder sister came out and looked at him: "Yo, is there really someone living in this house?"
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak and looked at her.
"You can't wear this when you go out," the eldest sister said again. "It's getting warmer today, and you'll be sweating when you go out."
Jiang Yuduo took off Cheng Ke's coat, put it on his arm and turned away.
"Hey, this person may be a mute..." The eldest sister's lowered voice came from behind, presumably speaking to someone in the same room.
The proprietress sat beside the dilapidated reception desk on the first floor and was surprised to see him, but did not speak.
Jiang Yuduo hesitated for a few seconds, then turned to look at her: "The orange is very sweet."
"Ah?" The proprietress laughed, "I still have it here. I'll get you some more when you come back later."
Jiang Yuduo nodded and walked out of the inn.
The sun here is not the same. Even if it is still spring, the sun will be a little dazzling as soon as it clears up a little. Jiang Yuduo took out his sunglasses and put them on.
He walked across the street and turned around.
Here you can see the window of the house where he lives.
From the outside, the house is more dilapidated than the inside, and the light boxes next to it are all broken, leaving only a shelf.
He came here a few years ago.
He wanted to come and see where the puppy committed suicide.
This place was what it looked like a few years ago, and now it looks like it was the same. It feels like it was in such a dilapidated state from the beginning. After a year or two, it has neither been updated nor updated. older than now.
It seems to be frozen in a certain period of time, and will never move forward again.
Jiang Yuduo stared at the window for a long time.
The proprietress has changed people, but she did not tell him that there were people who died in that room. When he designated that room to live, the proprietress was not surprised. Jiang Yuduo could see that she didn't hide anything deliberately, she Maybe I don't know it at all, maybe I don't remember it at all because I don't care.
A person just disappeared.
No more traces.
Even he himself can't remember the puppy's name.
After Jiang Yuduo finished smoking a cigarette, he walked along the street until he reached the intersection, only to see a landline phone on the counter of a grocery store.
In fact, he doesn't need to use the landline to make calls anymore, but he doesn't have a mobile phone now, and the mobile phone is at home... I don't know what Cheng Ke will think when he finds out.
He frowned and shook his head gently, walked into the store, and dialed Sister Luo's office.
"Hello." Sister Luo's voice came from there.
"Sister Luo, it's me." Jiang Yuduo whispered.
"Xiao Jiang?" Sister Luo's voice was a little surprised, "I finally got your call."
"Have Cheng Ke contacted you?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Yes, I have contacted him. He is very worried about you." Sister Luo said.
"I need to keep it secret," Jiang Yuduo said, "not to reveal where I am to anyone."
Sister Luo paused: "Okay."
"You promise." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Guaranteed." Sister Luo replied.
Jiang Yuduo glanced at the boss who was smoking at the door, and lowered his voice: "I want to be admitted to the hospital for treatment."
"Can't you tell me where he is in any city?" Cheng Ke stood in front of the window on the third floor of the store. There were only no customers on the third floor at this time. He suppressed his voice and asked anxiously, "He has left the place. Still haven't left, can't I know that?"
"I have to keep the patient's secret," Sister Luo said. "What I can tell you is that his current state is basically stable. You don't have to worry too much."
"Then is he back? How long will he be back?" Cheng Ke bit his lip.
"I'm not sure about this, and I can't tell you," Sister Luo was very gentle, "Xiaocheng, please understand me, our communication about Xiaojiang was carried out under the precondition of Xiaojiang's permission..."
"So now he doesn't let me say that right?" Cheng Ke quickly found the point.
"He asked to keep all relevant information about him confidential," Sister Luo said.
"Why didn't he directly ask you to tell me to let me go!" Cheng Ke couldn't describe his anxiety.
"Xiao Cheng, calm down," Sister Luo's voice was still gentle. "He is a patient. You can't force him to consider everything rationally and in line with our way of thinking. In his opinion, this is to protect you."
"I know," Cheng Ke took a deep breath, "actually he's already very rational, I just..."
"I think you are very important to him," Sister Luo smiled. "All the decisions and changes he made are because of you."
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Ke stared at the street outside the window for half an hour.
Sister Luo immediately told him that Jiang Yuduo was in touch, but this was the only information she could let Cheng Ke know.
Where is Jiang Yuduo, what will happen, what will happen, he can't know everything.
All he can do is wait.
Wait one day, two days, one month, two months, one year, two years, three years and five years.
You can't wait to go. It's ok.
The words Jiang Yuduo wrote on the cigarette paper made him suddenly panic.
At this moment, he felt the same anxiety as Jiang Yuduo.
Fuck you.
He turned away from the window.
Fuck your mother Jiang Yuduo.
Cheng Ke walked to the sand painting table next to him, grabbed a handful of sand with his left hand, and sprinkled it on.
He needs to do something to distract him, or he needs to focus on doing something to get him back into normal thinking.
He believed in Jiang Yuduo's determination, he believed that Jiang Yuduo would go all out to cooperate, and he believed that Jiang Yuduo would come back within the assumed time limit of "Cheng Ke will disappear".
He could feel Jiang Yuduo's urgency at this point.
But why did he keep it a secret!
Keep your fucking secrets!
Can Cheng Ke still delay your treatment
Still afraid that Cheng Ke will run away knowing the difficulty of your treatment!
What the hell gave you such an illusion!
Cheng Ke will be waiting for you now! Await your return! Lead to death!
Someone cleared their throat on the side.
Cheng Ke suddenly recovered from his anger, and saw Mi Li'er who was standing aside a little embarrassed.
"Just..." Mi Li'er glanced at the sand painting table, then quickly averted his eyes again and pointed to the stairs, "I have a guest, I want to talk about a small gathering of sand painting lovers here on weekends... "
"Well..." Cheng Ke glanced at the table, and after being stunned for a while, he was suddenly embarrassed, but he could only remain calm, looking at the two people on the table who were posing shamelessly, "I'll practice."
"Ah," Mi Li'er nodded hurriedly, "Practice the human body with the left hand... art, it's quite... awesome."