"Oh! Also! Thank you, thank you."
"Jiang Cheng decided to increase the difficulty again! He decided to increase the difficulty again! Wow—"
"Guide Fork, do you think he made a mistake this time or is he technically inadequate?"
"I think his technique still has room for improvement..."
…
The room is still very quiet, but Gu Fei's mind is already full of Jiang Cheng's voice, a scene of various essences, various tones, and a wholeheartedly devoted scene.
He has always been good at handling stalemate situations. At this moment, he feels that he is facing a dead end, as if he can see the broad road leading to "being beaten by a blow" unfolding before his eyes.
No one knew that Jiang Cheng had a slingshot. The only time he showed the slingshot was by the lakeside, empty, empty, one, human.
He didn't even have a chance to make an excuse not to admit it.
Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, so he stood opposite him and looked at him, with no expression on his face. After the shock disappeared for a moment, his face remained expressionless.
He couldn't speculate on Jiang Cheng's current emotional state.
"That," but he still had to speak, "that day I..."
Jiang Cheng didn't speak, he seemed to be waiting for him to speak.
"I'm passing by." Gu Fei said.
"There is no road to that lake," Jiang Cheng said, "I finished a lap."
"I did go there for something," Gu Fei finally found a more soothing statement, "I saw you playing slingshot there. At that time, we were not very familiar with each other, so I left without saying hello."
Jiang Cheng glanced at him and threw the slingshot in his hand. When the slingshot turned twice and fell back into his left hand, Gu Fei saw that his right hand grabbed a handful of it on the table next to it.
Not good!
He knew that there were a lot of clothes and accessories on that table, as well as... buttons.
What Jiang Cheng grabbed was the button.
Gu Fei turned around and wanted to run behind the nearby scenery.
That's no ordinary small button. Ding Zhuxin's design is made of all kinds of "anti-simple and true" materials. It is a button in the shape of a wooden bead, which is simply a perfect slingshot companion.
"Is that what you said, bystander?" Jiang Cheng said.
Gu Fei heard a swish, and then there was a pain in his thigh, and the wooden beads hit him.
He turned his head and saw that Jiang Cheng had pulled the slingshot away again, standing still and looking at him.
"You..." Before he could finish, Jiang Cheng let go of his hand, and he shouted, "Ah!"
The button hit his stomach.
To be honest, Jiang Cheng didn't use much force. If he hit the ice pit on the lakeside that day, he would probably not be able to shout.
"Don't you say that this slingshot is inferior and can't be shot correctly!" Gu Fei jumped over the sofa and hid his lower body to the back.
"Look at who is hitting," Jiang Cheng took another button and aimed at him, "I can hit with two fingers and a rubber band."
"Don't..." Before Gu Fei finished speaking, Jiang Yan released his hand again, and the button hit his arm. It was very painful. He rubbed his arm a few times, "Damn!"
"The bystander you are talking about," Jiang Yan tightened his slingshot and looked at him from between the forks of the wood, "Is it just such a bystander?"
"It's just a metaphor," Gu Fei was beaten three times in a row. He couldn't hold it anymore, and raised his voice, "You are unreasonable!"
"What's the reason!" Jiang Cheng yelled, shaking his hands very badly, "What's the reason? You wandering around the world and watching with cold eyes are so cool, what's the reason! There is no reason to speak in this world! It is reasonable to be adopted by someone. Tell me! I was sent back to this ghost place just after I knew that I was not my own back foot to make sense! What the fuck!"
"Brother Cheng," Gu Fei stepped back from behind the sofa, "I really don't want to..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng hit his chest with the fourth button.
"Ah!" He jumped and fell directly into the sofa when he retreated. He didn't get up at all. He also yelled at Jiang Cheng, "Come, come, come, shooter Jiang Cheng! Come on! So far! There are not enough buttons on the outside! Not only are there wood, but there are damn stones, and iron and copper. How about you use iron directly!"
"You saw all of them," Jiang Yan stared at him for a while, then dropped his hands, and threw the slingshot and the buttons in his hands to the ground, "Yes, you saw them all."
"I see." Gu Fei replied.
"Where do you see it?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"From hitting the ice pit to guiding the fork to you crying," Gu Fei said, "After reading it all, I will leave when you start crying."
"Oh." Jiang Cheng replied and leaned back against the wall.
I've seen it all, and a wonderful fine score performance is also included with the old men crying.
Jiang Cheng didn't know how he felt now.
From shock to embarrassment, to feeling ashamed, to the humiliation of being peeped at the secret, and finally to anger.
And now, all the feelings are gone, and all that is left is uncomfortable.
He squatted slowly against the wall to the ground, lowered his head and hugged his head with his arms.
It's this posture.
Since childhood, not only crying, he likes to use this posture when he is uncomfortable, depressed, and unhappy. This kind of effort will unite and shrink himself, and try not to let anyone see his posture.
Make him feel safe.
It's the same thing as putting your head in the sand. It's not that you really think that others will not see you, but you just don't want to see anyone or anything.
If you can't see it, you can't hear it.
"Brother Cheng." Gu Fei didn't know when he walked up to him and called him.
"Cheng, your uncle, Brother Cheng," Jiang Cheng buried himself between his knees and arms, muffled, "Are you the fuck younger than me?"
"Little you for a month." Gu Fei said.
"A fucking thing," Jiang Cheng was so shocked that he couldn't bury his head, and raised his head, "Do you fucking know my birthday?"
"The time you fainted with a fever, I looked at your ID card," Gu Fei said, "I got someone into my room somehow, so I have to figure out who it is."
"Leave me alone next time." Jiang Cheng buried himself in his knees again.
"Do you want it?" Gu Fei said.
Jiang Cheng looked out from under his arm, Gu Fei was holding the cigarette case in his hand, he closed his eyes, and it took a few seconds before he reached out and took a cigarette from the cigarette case.
"Smoking here must be kept secret," Gu Fei also held a cigarette holder, and handed him the lighter. "This studio is non-smoking, all of which are flammable."
Jiang Cheng didn't speak, and after lighting a cigarette, he turned his head and glanced at the monitor in the corner. (End of this chapter)