Antidote - Chapter 60

 

At the moment when Cheng Ke lowered his head, Jiang Yuduo had so few seconds in his mind that Cheng Ke pressed his head to see if he had a fever.

By the time the reaction came back, Cheng Ke had already pressed him.

Then his mother kissed him again.

Jiang Yuduo can’t remember how many times this is. He feels that he can say things that he is “accustomed to”.

But this time is not the same.

It’s different from any previous one.

Because Cheng Ke is also different from any previous one.

Jiang Yuduo tasted the taste of green tea on the tip of his tongue, exactly the taste of green tea toothpaste, of course, he had seen toothpaste before, it was green tea, or he could not guess, after all, it was not the master who sprayed perfume in the cabinet There are not so many requirements in this area…

Tongue?

Yes, tip of tongue!

Not only the tip of the tongue…

When Jiang Yuduo felt more and more contact in a shock and confusion, the whole person lost the ability to cope.

He is very confident in his own reactions and his ability to deal with emergencies. He knows what kind of actions should give a response.

But all these are limited to attacks.

Front, side, sneak attack.

Knife, stick, freehand.

There is no training that allows him to deal with the situation right now.

What should someone do when they put their tongue in their mouth.

Although I haven’t experienced it at all, I have seen tens of thousands of times in the book, which is often accompanied by various detailed descriptions.

But he is a man after all, and those who are happy with each other or who are reluctant or reluctant are women…

He didn’t know what to do.

The first reaction was to lift Cheng Ke down, but he had not forgotten Cheng Ke’s words.

My wrist is broken.

Then there was no second reaction, and I felt like I could not move like a wooden man.

Don’t dare to move.

Any action, big or small, may become a response in this posture at present. Since you dare not react, then you dare not have anything that would make Cheng Ke consider it a response.

One, two, three, four, five…

Jiang Yuduo’s mind turned around with a gust of wind, but he hadn’t forgotten to judge the time habitually.

What surprised him was that it was only four or five seconds, but he realized so many things in a shock, including Cheng Ke’s tongue posture and route.

And a sudden pause.

Cheng Ke left him for about a second, staring at him.

Jiang Yuduo couldn’t find a suitable expression and eyes to stare at him, but Cheng Ke didn’t seem to be ready to stare at him either. After glancing at him, he kissed again.

Your uncle!

Did you drink too much, stop half of the kiss and make sure you are kissing the sofa!

But perhaps with such a momentary buffer, after Jiang Ke kissed the second time, Jiang Yuduo suddenly felt different.

It’s like the body begins to feel after buffering.

Small breaths, breathing, subtle tactile sensations, and even just breathing through the skin started to make him feel as if his body suddenly woke up.

…

Cheng Ke didn’t want to stop, he stopped just because of dizziness, and some breathing that could not come up because of dizziness, he might be stunned without stopping.

Of course, there is another important reason.

Although Jiang Yuduo didn’t see his curious scenes while taking a bath, he could see it if he wanted to, or he didn’t have to watch it, and he wouldn’t be able to get up again. Jiang Yuduo had regained his spirit and estimated that he could feel it directly.

When he propped up his upper body, Jiang Yu snatched: “Can you **** find a suitable place to work hard!”

Cheng Ke glanced at him and found that his left hand was still pressed against his forehead, which would make Jiang Yudiao’s eyes widen him.

He closed his hand and sat up on the sofa arm.

Sit on Jiang Yu’s leg.

Then I stood up again, looked at Jiang Yuduo who was still lying on the sofa, and spent a few seconds to recall in detail whether he did it because of X insects on the brain. What other actions did you move? Did you touch it? Did you rub it?

It should not be. He now has one hand in total, and has been pressing Jiang Yu to grab his head.

After looking at Jiang Yuduo for a while, Jiang Yuduo sat up, leaned back on the sofa, and looked up at him with his head raised.

“That…” Cheng Ke didn’t know if he should apologize, but felt that the apology would make the situation more awkward.

I knew I didn’t **** up.

After a few seconds, Jiang Yuduo’s gaze quickly fell from his face, and quickly jumped back to his face, but within two seconds, he quickly fell down, and then jumped back to his face again.

When Jiang Yuduo looked down for the third time, Cheng Ke sighed, pulled his pants, turned and entered the bedroom, pulled a pair of pants out of the cabinet and put them on.

Then I sat down on the bed and didn’t want to move too much. When I thought of going back to the living room, I had to face Jiang Yuduo who didn’t know what was happening…

Maybe you should know.

Although Cheng Ke didn’t look at a certain part of Jiang Yuduo, he hadn’t thought about it before, but Jiang Yuduo could still feel the changes before and after his breathing.

Regardless of whether there is any other reaction, normal straight men should not be able to do this…

Cheng Ke wanted to smoke a little, the smoke was in his coat pocket, and the coat was in the living room.

He hesitated and got up and went out.

Jiang Yuduo, who had been sitting on the sofa, saw him come out, suddenly stood up, and quickly walked…or entered the bathroom in a changing way, and slid the door.

For the first time, he saw Jiang Yuduo moving at such a speed.

Suddenly a little depressed.

He poured himself a glass of water, took two sips, lit another cigarette, and sat on the sofa.

Jiang Yuduo’s body temperature was still on the sofa.

He touched the phone and poked a few eyes, there was nothing moving in Cheng Yi’s place, two more photos were brushed in the circle of friends, and his mother was sitting in the bar, and the mother was kind to him and Li Na. ‘S photo, the background is actually the “elf” he and Jiang Yuduo have taken selfies with.

He sighed and looked at it again. Of course, Jiang Yuduo’s Global Support Association would have to send some supper.

However, the first time I saw myself in the picture taken by Chen Qing, I still felt a little unspeakable, as if I saw myself in another world.

He and Jiang Yuduo sat together against the back of the chair, their faces turned sideways in the same direction, and their faces were yellowed out by lights.

This photo of Chen Qing still looks like a landline, but it feels unexpected.

In the yellowed picture, two people who did not look at the camera, and the blurry and lively lights around them shook out a few light tracks.

Cheng Ke glanced at the words Chen Qing gave to these photos today.

Time.

He laughed, unexpectedly making him feel fit.

He put down his phone and glanced at the direction of the bathroom. The door was still closed and there was no sound in it.

The two people in the picture are so embarrassed now.

Jiang Yuduo’s reaction to hiding in the bathroom as soon as he saw him made him quite… uncomfortable.

But after a while, he stood up, a little worried.

“Jiang Yuduo?” he called outside the bathroom door.

Jiang Yuduo did not answer.

“Third Brother?” he called again.

Jiang Yuduo still did not answer, but knocked in the door.

“Are you all right?” Cheng Ke tried to twist the door handle and found that it could be unscrewed, “Can I open the door?”

“Well.” Jiang Yuduo responded.

Cheng Ke took a deep breath first, then twisted the handle and pushed open the bathroom door.

As soon as the door opened, there was a burst of smoke.

“Fuck?” Cheng Ke froze, “You smoke?”

“Well.” Jiang Yu grabbed his head and sat on the toilet lid, still holding a cigarette **** in his hand.

“Turn on the exhaust fan,” Cheng Ke walked in hesitantly and turned on the exhaust fan. “Aren’t you choking?”

“No choking.” Jiang Yuduo still lowered his head.

Cheng Ke said nothing, looking at the top of his head.

It has been a long time since I met Jiang Yuduo. He noticed for the first time that Jiang Yuduo had two hair spins on his head, and… a thin scar.

Perhaps this scar was only left by Jiang Yuduo in the street for ten years, but the things he said when he was a child were still exploded in Cheng Ke’s mind in an instant.

Cheng Ke reached out and gently touched his head.

Just when he wanted to apologize, Jiang Yuduo raised his head: “Cheng Ke.”

“Huh?” Cheng Ke looked at him.

“You said I… isn’t it,” Jiang Yuduo threw away his cigarette and rubbed his nose. “Isn’t it…”

Looking at his wrinkled eyebrows, Cheng Ke felt that he couldn’t guess what he was going to say, clearing his throat and trying to answer, so that Jiang Yu wouldn’t be embarrassed.

But Jiang Yuduo’s mouth was quite open: “Are you saying that I am also gay?”

“You…” Cheng Ke had already thought a lot of answers, but suddenly he couldn’t say anything at all, and he held back for a long time, “Why do you ask?”

“I just yed.” Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke froze.

“Does this mean that I am too?” Jiang Yuduo said.

“What did you just say?” Cheng Ke couldn’t help asking.

“Are you **** deaf in alcoholism?” Jiang Yuduo stood up and pulled his pants, impatient, “I, y.”

“Ah.” Cheng Ke was shocked by Jiang Yuduo’s straightforwardness, and almost thought he was going to take off his pants to prove to himself that he glanced down conditionedly.

“Fart,” Jiang Yuduo’s voice sullen, and sat back on the toilet lid again. “Go down, how long has it been.”

“…Do you go down by yourself?” Cheng Ke asked.

“Can I still pluck it?” Jiang Yuzhuo glared at him.

“When I didn’t ask.” Cheng Ke waved his hand.

Jiang Yuduo didn’t speak anymore, and the low profile picture was stunned with who was sullen and stopped moving.

Cheng Ke stood in front of him for a moment, feeling that the dizziness in his head hadn’t passed, and he couldn’t stand a bit. He stretched out his hand to support the wall: “Go out, how boring to sit here.”

“Well.” Jiang Yuduo stood up and squeezed out of him with a snap.

Cheng Ke opened the bathroom window and entered the living room.

Jiang Yuduo sat on the sofa, staring at the TV, and became enchanted.

“Want… to watch a movie?” Cheng Ke asked.

“No.” Jiang Yuduo said.

“Then…sleep?” Cheng Ke asked again.

“Can’t sleep,” Jiang Yuduo answered.

Cheng Ke hesitated for a few seconds and walked over to sit on the sofa, not daring to be too close to him, for fear of being awkward.

Jiang Yuduo turned his face and looked at him: “Aren’t you sleeping?”

“Do you want to talk?” Cheng Ke asked.

“What are you talking about?” Jiang Yuduo still looked at him.

“Talking is just talking casually, but not propositional composition,” Cheng Ke sighed. “Can you ask me to talk about every time…”

“Proposition composition?” Jiang Yuduo did not understand.

“…Do you want to talk now?” Cheng Ke had to change the way and asked, “Want to talk to me? Want to chat with me?”

Jiang Yuduo kept his eyebrows silent for a while: “I don’t want to.”

“Your uncle,” Cheng Ke stood up, “Good night.”

“Good night.” Jiang Yuduo said.

“Are you sleeping on the sofa?” Cheng Ke walked over to the bedroom door and turned back. “If you are sleeping on the sofa, take the cover and I will have one hand.”

“Oh.” Jiang Yuduo stood up, took the pillow and quilt out of the cupboard, and confessed again, “Don’t close the door.”

Cheng Ke had taken the door by the time he spoke, and after he had finished speaking, the door closed with a snap.

A second later, Jiang Yu grabbed the door and opened it: “Let you not close the door.”

Cheng Ke thought of something at this moment, and said carefully: “You didn’t mean…”

“I’m not afraid that you are in danger,” Jiang Yuduo looked at him. “I’m just… Don’t close the door anyway, I will think you hate me if you want the door closed.”

“I won’t kiss people who hate me,” Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yu snatched, and turned back to the sofa, shaking the quilt.

“You don’t take a shower?” Cheng Ke asked.

Jiang Yu snatched the quilt’s hand and stopped in the air: “Can’t I lay the quilt before going to take a bath?”

“Good night,” Cheng Ke said.

“I have said it again,” Jiang Yuduo said, “Good night.”

Whether Jiang Yuduo fell asleep this night, whether he got up, and how he slept, Cheng Ke didn’t know. He went to bed, closed his eyes, and slept till dawn without even dreaming.

The phone screamed at the head of the bed. He stretched out his hand and tried to touch the phone. When he saw the plaster, he knew that he was extending his right hand, so he changed his left hand again.

Before he could touch the phone, a hand flicked in front of him, and then the phone came to him.

“Xu Ding.” Jiang Yuduo’s voice came from above him.

Cheng Ke discovered Jiang Yu was standing beside his bed.

“You got up so early?” Cheng Ke asked.

“…It’s eleven o’clock.” Jiang Yuduo said.

“Ah,” Cheng Ke froze for a moment, and quickly answered Xu Ding’s call, “Hello?”

“Go into the table, chair, and sofa today, and someone at the front desk will try to install it,” Xu Ding was a little noisy, listening outside. “Lin Xu is there, do you have time to check it out in the afternoon?”

“There is time.” Cheng Ke said.

“That’s all right,” Xu Ding said. “I’ll take the designer tomorrow to clean up the things. You can check it in the afternoon. Don’t do it. Is your hand broken?”

“Yes, I fell.” Cheng Ke sighed.

“Is it serious?” Xu Ding asked, “I know a director…”

“It’s not serious, it’s already fixed, and it will be demolished next month.” Cheng Ke smiled.

“That line,” Xu Ding said, “you can work hard again in the afternoon, just open the business.”

“Is it busier to open?” Cheng Ke said.

“You don’t have to be busy, I’ll get a few activities first, you can just watch it for a while,” Xu Ding said, “but when you’re done, you have to be busy.”

“Good.” Cheng Ke said with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, he sat up, and Jiang Yuduo had been standing by the bed, wondering if he was waiting to help him out of bed or had something to say.

“What’s wrong?” Cheng Ke sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at him.

“Are you hungry?” Jiang Yuduo asked.

“Also…” Cheng Ke pressed his stomach and realized it carefully. “It’s okay, there is no feeling of hunger.”

“Well,” Jiang Yuduo took a chair beside him and sat down, “Talk for a while?”

Cheng Ke froze for a while: “Okay.”

“I sat here at midnight yesterday,” Jiang Yuduo said, “sitting until just now.”

“…You can wake me up if you can’t sleep.” Cheng Ke was surprised.

“What are you doing, I didn’t want to talk to you at that time.” Jiang Yuduo said.

“Then you **** sat by my bed and looked at me all night,” Cheng Ke said, “filial son.”

“Cheng Ke,” Jiang Yuduo bit his lip. “Did you say anything to me before?”

Cheng Ke stared at Jiang Yuduo for a while, and felt that Jiang Yuduo’s mind should have been uninterrupted this night. When he said such a topic at this time, he didn’t stutter and did not hesitate.

Straight into a clean knife.

“Yes.” Cheng Ke nodded.

“Is there any more?” Jiang Yuduo asked.

“Yes.” Cheng Ke nodded again.

“What ideas are… what ideas?” Jiang Yuduo asked.

Cheng Ke paused, this question is a bit difficult to answer, he has never discussed with people about what “ideas” are.

After pondering for a long time, he cleared his throat: “It’s… various ideas, including but not limited to want to stay with you, want to touch you, kiss a few…”

“Including but what?” Jiang Yu grabbed a frown.

“I also want to go to bed or something.” Cheng Ke was too lazy to explain. I just felt that some things had to be spoken now. You know, I know everybody, especially Jiang Yuduo, who doesn’t turn around and doesn’t know what the implicit is. people.

“Then I don’t have it!” Jiang Yuduo jumped upright, “I didn’t want to go to bed with you.”

“I didn’t want to go to bed with you from the beginning.” Cheng Ke sighed.

“Oh.” Jiang Yuduo responded and narrowed his eyes after a while, “I don’t believe it.”

Cheng Ke was speechless: “Then you are a fart!”

“Oh, it means I heard it.” Jiang Yuduo said.

“I can’t just say that I haven’t thought about it, but… I will say that, the idea of going to bed with you, the imagination of going to bed with you… how to say,” Cheng Ke didn’t know how to explain, “I think , And I really want to do this, there is a difference, do you understand me?”

“You just understand me.” Jiang Yuduo said.

“…All right.” Cheng Ke sighed.

“Except for going to bed,” Jiang Yuduo said, “I’m almost the same.”

“What’s the same?” Cheng Ke looked at him.

“That’s right,” Jiang Yuduo leaned on the back of the chair and thought for a while, “what would you like to stay with you, hug… kiss? What, probably.”

Cheng Ke froze for a long time, and had to ask: “You are similar, since when did it start?”

“Last night,” Jiang Yuduo said, “after you kissed me.”

“…Oh,” Cheng Ke looked at him, “you… don’t have to think that y is what it means, the physiological response is not necessarily.”

“I know,” Jiang Yuduo rubbed his nose. “Well.”

Cheng Ke didn’t know what to say. Jiang Yuduo was a little uncertain about his current state. He had never met such a person before. It seemed to be all, but this “yes” seemed a bit ignorant.

He didn’t know if he should rush up and hug a few more times at this moment, or set aside some time first.

“What do you want to eat?” Jiang Yuduo asked.

“End of chat?” Cheng Ke froze again.

“Well,” Jiang Yu nodded and took out his mobile phone. “Am I going out to buy or takeaway?”

“Let’s eat,” Cheng Ke thought for a while. “Then you will accompany me to buy some cement and send it to the store. I made the set of tables. Xu Ding said that he will start to enter other furniture in the afternoon.”

“How can I get into the furniture without the floor?” Jiang Yuduo asked.

“It’s the concrete floor,” Cheng Ke said, “just that style.”

“Site style?” Jiang Yuduo asked.

Cheng Ke smiled: “Yes.”

“Come on, I’ll accompany you to buy cement,” Jiang Yuduo stood up. “Do you want to help you make the table? The last time you said.”

“Well.” Cheng Ke got out of bed.

When he just wanted to go to the living room, Jiang Yuduo suddenly reached out and hugged him.

Cheng Ke was stunned for a while, before waiting for a response, Jiang Yuduo had let go again.

“Fuck?” He was helpless and walked out of the bedroom with his shoes.

After washing out, Jiang Yuduo was standing by the window and looking out.

Cheng Ke didn’t call him, but just poured himself a glass of water in the past.

He is a bit chaotic about Jiang Yuduo.

After drinking the water and putting down the glass, Jiang Yu snatched it over and hugged him again.

Cheng Ke quickly extended his left arm to his back and hugged him tightly: “Are you teasing me?”

“No.” Jiang Yuduo did not let go.

Cheng Ke rubbed his back: “What’s wrong?”

“I don’t know,” Jiang Yuduo said, “I kind of…can’t figure it out.”

“If you don’t understand it, just ignore it. Not everything can be understood immediately,” Cheng Ke said. “How many people do not understand how many things in a lifetime.”

“Huh.” Jiang Yu nodded, but he didn’t let go of his arms.

Cheng Ke wanted to push him away a little bit. After all, he just had some faceless contact last night, and now he is so embracing and not letting go, it is easy for him to rely on the feeling of last night, in case there is any extra reaction , It is not suitable.

“Shall we eat early and hug?” Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo released him, but when Cheng Ke was about to walk away to change his clothes, Jiang Yuduo pulled his arm again.

Cheng Ke turned around and didn’t respond to what happened. Jiang Yuduo had already gathered around and kissed him on the lips.

Then it was fixed.

Cheng Ke looked at him for a while, “What does that mean?”

Jiang Yuzhuo bit his lip and posted it again.

This time it was very meaningless. Cheng Ke felt that Jiang Yuduo’s lips had just been attached, and he was directly hit against the wall.

I don’t know if this is a fight or a kiss.