Antidote

On the fourth day of Jiang Yuduo's escape, he wanted to die.

Cheng Ke was absent-minded when changing cat litter for Miao, and got a place.

"I'll put you in Chen Qing's house," he sighed. "It's so annoying to serve you."

Meow stretched lazily on the sofa.

"Your brother doesn't know when to come back, maybe... I won't come back," Cheng Ke swept the cat litter on the floor and sat on the sofa. "I don't particularly like small animals, I am particularly uncaring."

Meow jumped on his back and then fell on his shoulders.

"I haven't heard from him," Cheng Ke took the phone and clicked on it. He used to dial Jiang Yuduo's number habitually. When he heard "you dialed," he hung up. "Do you think he will Going far, just hiding nearby?"

There were already green buds brighter than the sun on the trees outside the window. Cheng Ke stood behind the seam of the curtain and stared at all the corners and corners of possible Tibetans around him.

Found nothing.

Meow screamed on his shoulder.

"Isn't he worried?" Cheng Ke said, "Someone will ambush me when he is away."

Meow did not answer him.

Yeah, don’t you worry?

Don’t worry.

Sister Luo said that Jiang Yuduo knew that he was sick, and subconsciously knew which were hallucinations, so... Jiang Yuduo knew that he would not be in danger.

Perhaps for Jiang Yuduo, Cheng Ke needs to face only him.

As long as he is gone, Cheng Ke is safe.

The phone rang on the table, and Cheng Ke, who had stood in front of the window for a long time, flashed and appeared at the table and picked up the phone.

"Hello!" The second ringtone didn't finish when the phone was picked up. He didn't even see who was calling.

"Do you have time." When he heard Dad's voice inside, he froze for a few seconds and took the phone to his eyes and glanced.

It is indeed the number of the father.

He settled down and grabbed his emotions in a sudden collapse, so as not to bring down in his voice: "Dad, what is it?"

"If you have time, come out and talk." Dad said.

"Today I'm... quite busy." Cheng Ke hesitated, and the things in the store were not on track for the past two days. He had to go through it every day until he closed the door before leaving.

"I'm at the intersection," said Dad. "There is a cafe here."

Cheng Ke frowned. He already guessed the reason why Dad asked him. Probably because of Cheng Yi's recording. Dad let him finish listening to the contact, but he never contacted Dad.

He didn’t want to give the recording to his father. He didn’t know how his father would deal with it after he heard it. If it was not handled properly, it would further intensify the contradiction between him and Cheng Yi. He was really reluctant to follow Cheng Yi again. There is even a spider silk connection.

Besides his current state, he has no extra energy and emotion to talk to his dad.

He suffers from insomnia every day. It is easy to sleep for a while. The first feeling of opening his eyes in the morning is depression.

"Five minutes." Dad said.

"Come on," Cheng Ke pinched his eyebrows, "I now..."

"I'm already in the cafe," Dad said, "Are you letting me go?"

Cheng Ke twisted his eyebrows and said nothing.

"Just delay you for ten minutes." Dad said.

Cheng Ke hesitated for a while before he spoke, and his father had hung up the phone.

He froze for a while while holding his mobile phone, but went out.

This is the first time that Dad has spoken to him in this tone for many years since he became a waste.

Toughness comes with compromise.

This surprised Cheng Ke.

But when he walked into the cafe and saw his father, the expression on his face was obviously more surprised than he was.

"Are you going to move the bricks?" Dad looked at him frowning up and down. "It's time to go to the black coal kiln."

"Took the trash can." Cheng Ke sat down, he knew that he looked a little decadent.

"Are you busy with Xu Ding's store?" Dad looked at him and asked, "Busy like this?"

Cheng Ke didn't speak, nor did he ask his father when he knew about it.

"You don't need to specifically investigate this matter. Lao Li went there when you opened the business. Can I still not know it," Dad said, "Xu Ding, this kid, just wanted me to know."

Cheng Ke was still silent. He had never thought that Xu Ding invited Mr. Li over for this reason.

"No one is looking at you now, and I asked Xiao Yi not to look at you again," Dad said. "You grew so old, I still heard you threatening for the first time."

"Who am I threatening?" Cheng Ke frowned.

Dad smiled and said nothing.

Cheng Ke recalled the passing of the day. When it came to Cheng Yi's investigation, he said if he went to check Cheng Yi's girlfriend...

When my father heard this, he should have threatened it indistinctly.

Cheng Ke sighed, wondering if he had stayed with Jiang Yuduo for a long time and adapted to his straight going.

Go to your uncle Jiang Yuduo.

"About Xiao Yi," Dad said to the topic, "Do you have anything 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 are you talking about? I meet him every day and have dinner together at night. What else do I need to talk about?" Dad said.

"Then forget it." Cheng Ke drank his lemonade.

"Come on, our father and son, haven't talked in a long time." Dad said.

"Dad," Cheng Ke looked at him, "We actually never talked."

Dad stared at him expressionlessly for a while: "I found you... changed a lot, for the first time today I think you may not really intend to go home."

Cheng Ke put down his cup, this is probably the reason why he would feel a compromise in his dad'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, I have to ask you! Why, I don't think I'm talking anymore?"

Dad's business has always been tough, and he started from scratch. It has been a long time, and the situation is the same outside and at home. Even now, he can feel that some things have changed, but his attitude is still sharp.

"Late, why do I think you are biased, why do I think I am useless in your eyes," Cheng Ke said, "Why Cheng Yi will also think you are biased, why he also thinks he can never make you satisfied, need to put I rushed out of the house and felt safe until I could never 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."

"It's not competition," Cheng Ke pressed his voice, but he couldn't control his already unstable mood these days. He stared at his dad, "This is a fight! You provoke a fight between me and Cheng Yi, I I don’t want to join, I am a waste, and he has been fighting, and you will never win in your heart!

Dad frowned.

"He hopes that I have never been born," Cheng Ke said, "I hope that this life will no longer have a little relationship with him, this is 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."

"With your boyfriend?" Dad's voice immediately froze, "Is it your resistance to be with such a person or your choice?"

"I never resisted." Cheng Ke smiled.

Dad said, "Are you serious with Jiang Yuduo?"

"You asked me last week, I might not be so sure," Cheng Ke said, "Now if you ask me, I can answer, I am serious."

"Have you ever thought that he is a violent mental patient? It's a bit of a madman," Dad said. "Do you know you put yourself in a dangerous environment?"

"I'm not at all dangerous now," Cheng Ke mentioned that Jiang Yuduo suddenly felt his chest feel boring, "He's gone."

Dad was stunned.

"That's it, Dad," Cheng Ke stood up. "I'm not in a good mood to talk anymore. I have to go to the store. I'm really busy these days."

"Give me the USB stick." Dad said.

"Do you really want to listen?" Cheng Ke said, "If you can't guarantee that you will be disappointed with me, don't listen. Any pressure you put on Cheng Yi will become his motivation to let me go. There is no interest in this endless fight."

Cheng Ke touched his pocket, took out a pack of paper towels, took one out, waved it twice in the air, and put it in front of his dad: "This is my white flag."

Before his dad spoke again, he turned and walked out of the cafe.

"Today I bought some oranges," the lady boss stood outside the door. "I took a few for each of you. Try it. It's quite sweet."

"Well." Jiang Yuduo took the food into the house.

The lady boss followed up and put the four oranges on the table: "Boy, don't blame me for being annoying... I see a lot of children like you."

Jiang Yuduo glanced at her and said nothing.

"You're broken up? Either you're not at work," said the proprietress. "There's a conflict with the family, young people, nothing more than these annoying things."

Jiang Yuduo twitched the corner of his mouth and took an orange to peel it slowly.

"There is nothing to go through, time is the best doctor," said the lady boss, "the key is that you have to get yourself up."

"Well." Jiang Yuduo nodded.

"It's sunny today," said the proprietress. "Go out and walk around. I'm so bored in the house. I'm suffocating when I'm sick. At least the curtains are opened. The room is brighter. People are more comfortable."

When the proprietress wanted to help open the curtains, Jiang Yu snatched her head and said, "Don't move."

The proprietress stopped and turned to look at him, with a faint expression of fear 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...sleep." The lady boss stood for a few seconds, turned around and went out.

Jiang Yuduo continued to peel oranges.

He only stood up after eating an orange, walked to the window, and looked out from the slit of the curtain.

It is not raining and the sun is very bright.

His eyes swept across the corner.

All the shadows were filled with sunlight and dazzled.

But those who have been standing in the shadows have left.

Jiang Yuduo narrowed his eyes.

They are gone.

Jiang Yuduo ate up the lunch brought by his wife, 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 a bit dark, and the air was strange.

When the door closed, the door opposite opened, and a big sister came out and looked at him: "Yo, is this house really inhabited?"

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak, looking at her.

"You can't go out and wear this body now," said the elder sister again. "It's heating up today, and you'll get sweaty 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 dumb..." The lower voice of the elder sister came from behind, presumably talking to someone in the same room.

The lady boss was sitting next to the dilapidated reception desk on the first floor. When she saw him, she was surprised, but did not speak.

Jiang Yuduo hesitated for a few seconds and turned to look at her: "Oranges are very sweet."

"Ah is it?" The lady boss smiled. "I still have it here. I'll get you a few more when you come back later."

Jiang Yu snatched his head and walked out of the inn.

The sun here is not the same. Even in spring, when it is slightly clear, the sun is immediately dazzling. 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, this house is more worn out than inside, and the light boxes next to it are all broken, leaving only one shelf.

He came here a few years ago.

He wanted to see where the puppy committed suicide.

This place was what it was a few years ago, and it still looks the same as before. It feels like it was so ruined at the beginning. After one year and two years, after going there, it is neither newer than the present, nor Older than now.

It seems to be frozen in a certain period of time, and will never take a step forward.

Jiang Yuduo stared at the window for a long time.

The proprietress had changed people, but she didn’t tell him that someone had died in that room. When he appointed to live in that room, the proprietress was not surprised. Jiang Yuduo could see that she didn’t deliberately hide something, she Maybe I don’t know at all, maybe I don’t remember because I don’t care.

Alone, it just disappeared.

There are no more traces.

Even himself did not remember the puppy's name.

Jiang Yuduo finished smoking a cigarette and walked down the street to the end of the street until he saw a landline on the counter of a grocery store.

In fact, he doesn't need to use his landline to make phone calls, but he doesn't have a cell phone now, and the cell phone is at home... I don't know what Cheng Ke would think when he found out.

He frowned and shook his head gently, walked into the store, and dialed the phone of Sister Luo's office.

"Hello." Sister Luo's voice came over there.

"Sister Luo, it's me." Jiang Yuduo whispered.

"Xiao Jiang?" Sister Luo's voice was a little surprised, "I finally waited for your call."

"Did Cheng Ke contact you?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Yes, I contacted him, he is very worried about you." Sister Luo said.

"I need to keep it secret," Jiang Yuduo said, "not telling anyone where I am."

Sister Luo paused: "Okay."

"You promise." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Guarantee." Sister Luo answered.

Jiang Yuduo glanced at the smoking boss standing at the door and lowered his voice: "I am going to be hospitalized for treatment."

"Where can he tell me where he is?" Cheng Ke stood in front of the window on the third floor of the store. There were no guests on the third floor at this time. He pressed his voice and asked anxiously, "He left the local area. Still haven’t left, can’t I know?”

"I have to keep the patient confidential," Sister Luo said. "I can tell you that his current state is basically stable. You don't have to worry too much."

"Then will he come back? How long can he come back?" Cheng Ke bit his lip.

"I can't be sure about this, nor can I tell you," Sister Luo is very gentle, "Xiaocheng, you understand me, our communication about Xiaojiang is carried out under the preconditions allowed by Xiaojiang..."

"So now he is not allowed to be right?" Cheng Ke quickly found the point.

"He requested that all relevant information be kept 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, you calm down," Sister Luo's voice is still gentle. "He is a patient. You can't force him to consider everything completely rationally and in accordance with our way of thinking. In his view, this is to protect you."

"I know," Cheng Ke took a deep breath. "Actually, he is already very rational. I just..."

"I think for him, you are very important," 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 told him Jiang Yuduo was in contact for the first time, but this was the only information she could let Cheng Ke know.

Where Jiang Yuduo is, what is going to happen, what is going to happen, he has no way of knowing 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 leave. It's ok.

Jiang Yuduo's words written on the cigarette shell paper made him suddenly panic.

At this moment, he felt the same uneasiness as Jiang Yuduo.

Damn it.

He turned and left the window.

Go to your mother's Jiang Yuduo.

Cheng Ke walked to the sand painting stand next to him, grabbed a handful of sand with his left hand, and sprinkled it up.

He needs to do something to distract his attention, or he needs to focus on doing something to restore himself to normal thinking.

He believes in Jiang Yuduo's determination. He believes that Jiang Yuduo will cooperate with all his strength. He believes that Jiang Yuduo will return within the assumed period of "Cheng Ke will disappear".

He could feel Jiang Yuduo's eagerness on this point.

But why should he keep it secret!

What the **** is the secret!

Can Cheng Ke delay your treatment!

Still afraid that Cheng Ke knows that the difficulty of your treatment will run away!

What the **** is this illusion for you!

Cheng Ke is waiting for you now! Await your return! Lead!

Someone cleared his throat on the side.

Cheng Ke violently recovered from his anger, and saw the embarrassed rice grain standing on the side.

"Just..." Mi Jinger glanced at the sand painting stage, and his eyes quickly flashed away again, pointing to the side of the stairs. "There is a guest. I want to talk about being a small sand lover meeting here on the weekend. ..."

"Um..." Cheng Ke glanced at the table, and then he was shocked for a while, but he could only remain silent, watching the two people on the table in stinky poses, "I'll practice. "

"Ah," Mi Jinger nodded quickly. "The left hand practices the human body...art, it's...good."