Jiang Yu took it away, reached out and touched the cup: "It's 80 degrees now."

"Can you find it?" Cheng Ke asked.

"No." Jiang Yuduo picked up the milk bag and tore it open it and poured it into the cup.

"Why do you say it is 80 degrees if you can't figure it out?" Cheng Ke immediately became anxious as he looked at his movements, "What if it's not 80 degrees, it's not delicious!"

"I said it was 80 degrees, that was 80 degrees," Jiang Yuduo poured the milk powder from the milk bag into the cup, quickly picked up another bag and tore it open and poured it in, and then stirred it with a spoon, "It was 80 degrees when I wanted to drink it."

"Okay." Cheng Ke picked up the cup and took a bite, "Oh, it's not bad."

"Yes." Jiang Yuduo raised his glass to him.

Cheng Ke talked to him for a while, and the two of them drank together, and Jiang Yuduo wiped his mouth: "It's delicious, better than some of the shops."

"Yes." Cheng Ke nodded.

"You don't have to have to get 80 degrees," said Jiang Yuduo. "It's definitely more than 80 degrees now."

"I'm afraid it's not good," said Cheng Ke. "Nothing I make is delicious, just so I can make instant noodles without scent."

"I won't bother to drink it. Chen Qing went to my place to cook food when he was fine. The pig food was better than the dishes he cooked, and I didn't even bother him." Jiang Yuduo took another sip of milk tea and breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction.

"Is that right?" Cheng Ke smiled.

I drank a lot of alcohol today, but although I was not drunk, I was quite dizzy. I was scared by Jiang Yuduo on the street before. Now I drank the hot milk tea and became a little sleepy again.

"You really don't sleep at night?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Well," said Jiang Yuduo, "If you are sleepy, go to bed."

"Then you..." Cheng Ke thought for a while, "I'll give you the bedding. What if you want to sleep again, you can lie down for a while if you don't sleep."

"No." Jiang Yuduo refused very simply.

"Okay, whatever you want." Cheng Ke was steamed by the heat of milk tea, so sleepy that his eyes could hardly open.

He didn't care about Jiang Yutuo anymore, and went to take a shower and entered the bedroom.

"Don't close the door." Jiang Yuduo said while sitting on the sofa in the living room, playing with his cell phone.

Cheng Ke hesitated for a moment and let go of his hand that was about to close the door.

After lying on the bed, he thought about it and sat up again, looking at Jiang Yuduo on the sofa in the living room: "If you are hungry, there is food in the refrigerator."

"Sleep your sleep," Jiang Yuduo stared at his phone without raising his head, "You are still worried about others."

"Good night." Cheng Ke sighed and lay back.

Jiang Yuduo glanced into the bedroom and said softly: "Good night."

Seeing Cheng Ke rolling over and sleeping at the balcony, he stood up, turned off the lights in the living room, and walked to the window.

The curtains here are opened most of the time, and he can't look down without turning off the lights. They are more than ten stories high. If you want to see the downstairs, you have to poke your head out. It's too obvious when you turn on the lights.

However, the sound of the engine downstairs had disappeared at this moment, just after Cheng Ke lay down.

When Cheng Ke was talking long-windedly before, the engine kept ringing. Jiang Yuduo wanted to listen carefully to judge the distance and position but failed because he was talking.

There are no people or cars downstairs now.

Jiang Yuduo lay on the windowsill and watched for a while. The old north wind at this height was blowing, and he couldn't stand it, so he retracted back into the house and closed the window.

Actually, he was a little sleepy at this moment, but he knew very well that if he lay down, he wouldn't be able to sleep.

The car turned on its headlights when it turned out. In this weather, it was simply a high-profile announcement to people that I was here to hit someone.

The only thing Jiang Yuduo cannot be sure of now is who the car is going to hit.

Is it him or Cheng Ke?

If the target is him, then staying with Cheng Ke will also cause trouble for Cheng Ke, but if the target is Cheng Ke... he doesn't believe that anyone can understand his opponent better than him when Cheng Ke is really in danger.

Jiang Yuduo rubbed his face.

It is the best way for him to stay here.

But he couldn't tell Cheng Ke any of these things again. He would never tell Cheng Ke any related content anymore. Cheng Ke is different from Chen Qing. Cheng Ke does not believe him in these matters.

Time passes quickly, when you get used to spending it in some way.

For example, now.

Jiang Yuduo sat on the sofa, not playing with his cell phone or watching TV, just sitting in the dark, listening to the movements around him.

He could hear the sound of trumpets coming from the far street, and could hear someone singing in a building behind him. When he was quieter, he could still hear the sound of snow falling on the windowsill.

Find safety and insecurity in these sounds.

Time almost no longer exists.

It was not until Jiang Yuduo heard the sound of someone stepping on the snow downstairs on the balcony that he moved. He took a look at the time on his phone, and it was about five minutes or three o'clock.

He stood up and walked into the bedroom very lightly.

If Cheng Ke hadn't fallen asleep yet, it would have been impossible for him to find Jiang Yutuo in the bedroom. To be precise, even if he hadn't fallen asleep, he would have been impossible for him to find Jiang Yutuo in without his eyes.

Jiang Yuduo's steps were so light that there was no sound at all. Moreover, the wooden floors in the house would sometimes sound when they stepped on them, but Jiang Yuduo walked until his feet, and the floor did not make any sound.

The breathing was so light that it was inaudible.

Cheng Ke was uncontrollably reminded of many ghost movies...

No, no, Jiang Yuduo often came to this house before. With his habit of being cautious and cautious that is different from ordinary people, he should know where he would not have any sound.

Cheng Ke was a little nervous. He stared at Jiang Yuduo's figure in the dark, thinking about where he should get out of bed if he was suddenly beaten.

Jiang Yuduo did not stop by the bed, but walked to the sliding door of the balcony, opened the door lightly and smoothly, flashed out quickly and closed the door.

Cheng Ke frowned. The balcony was closed and there were radiators, but it was still very colder than the room. He didn't know what Jiang Yuduo was going to go to the balcony now.

But after Jiang Yuduo stood on the balcony, he faced the dark night outside and stopped moving.

Cheng Ke didn't dare to speak, and just looked at his motionless back in the dark.

Cheng Ke glanced at the alarm clock at the bedside. It had been twenty minutes. He felt that his eyes were almost blind and he was so sleepy that he burst into tears. However, Jiang Yuduo was still standing there, and he didn't dare to sleep, worried about any accidents.

Not only are he worried that Jiang Yuduo will beat him, but he is also worried that Jiang Yuduo will jump off the building?

Just staring at it all the time, for a few moments, he was confused and wondered if Jiang Yuduo had already left his soul and had only a shell left.

If only one shell is left... can he go over and touch and kiss with confidence...

Forget it, it doesn’t matter if you only have one shell, so it’s better to customize a doll…

Cheng Ke didn't know when he fell asleep, but when he woke up again, it was still dark outside. When he saw the dark shadows on the balcony, he was startled and his heart almost pushed out his tongue.

When he remembered that the black shadow should be Jiang Yuduo, he was shocked.

The small alarm clock at the head of the bed shows the time, and it is now 4:45 in the middle of the night.

And if he remembered correctly, Jiang Yuduo's position and posture were similar to those before he fell asleep.

All the dizziness in his body disappeared now and he woke up.

Jiang Yuduo stood on the balcony for almost two hours!

Even if he didn't plan to jump off the building, the temperature on the balcony could make Jiang Yuduo, who was wearing only one long-sleeved T-shirt, feel a fever and something.

Cheng Ke couldn't hold on and sat up.

When he got out of bed, in order not to scare Jiang Yuduo and cause a fight, he coughed before standing up. When he picked up his pajamas, he shook and put them on. He opened the balcony door very slowly, and the sliding door made a sound for a long enough time before he walked out.

"Have you woke up with urine?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

Cheng Ke suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, could speak, and spoke as soon as possible.

"No, I just woke up in the middle of the night and saw someone on the balcony," he shrank his neck. The temperature on the balcony was much lower than he thought. He grabbed the collar of his pajamas, "If you want to smoke, just smoke in the house, it's okay."

"I didn't smoke." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Let's stay in the house, it's so cold," Cheng Ke walked behind him, "How long have you been standing here?"

"It's less than two hours." Jiang Yuduo replied.

Cheng Ke was a little surprised that his judgment of time could be so accurate in this state.

"Aren't it cold?" Cheng Ke asked again.

"It's okay," said Jiang Yuduo, "you go to bed."

Cheng Ke stood still and didn't move. He had no intention of exploring what happened to Jiang Yuduo. Anyway, he grew up so old that he ignored countless things that he could not think about.

But now, at this moment, he couldn't help it anymore, and stood behind Jiang Yuduo and asked: "Is there anyone downstairs?"

Jiang Yuduo tilted his head slightly.

"Are they?" Cheng Ke asked again, the cold wind that poured into the crack of the unsealed window made him tremble a little.

Jiang Yuduo seemed a little surprised and turned around and looked at him: "Did you hear anything?"

"...No." Cheng Ke answered truthfully.

"Oh." Jiang Yuduo responded, turned around and continued to look out the window, "I just stood here for a while. You don't have to worry about me. I'm used to it, and I don't feel anything until tomorrow night."
To be continued...