Two pots of water

When Qin Zui came out of the pharmacy, Kang Che happened to walk across the road, raised his arms and waved to him.

"Your face..." He stared at Qin Zui for a while, couldn't help smiling, took out a disposable mask and handed it over.

Seeing that Tan Zui glanced at it and didn't intend to pick it up, he said "Hey" speechlessly: "I haven't worn it before."

"Mobile phone." Kang Che stuffed Tan Zui's phone directly into his pocket, "You really don't need to go to a hospital to see it? I think you are in pain and confused, and you can still get the wrong phone."

"No need." Tan Zui returned Kang Che's cell phone to him, took the mask and unfolded it.

"The face is swollen as if someone beat you up. It's not necessary. I've never seen anyone who suffers from toothache in such a way as you." Kang Che looked at him again as he spoke, "It's much better, and the black still makes the face look smaller."

"The doctor said it was a fire..." Tan Zui said half a word with a husky voice, then frowned and closed his mouth.

He switched the mints in his mouth to the toothache on the right side of his face, and clenched his back molars tightly.

"And your voice." Concher added, "Others are 'abdominal tearers', you are 'vocal cord tearers'."

"And the pharmacy is not called a doctor, it's more polite to call a pharmacist." He continued to correct.

Qin was the most lazy to talk to him, and walked straight to school with anti-inflammatory medicine in his pocket.

When there was still an intersection away from the school, Kang Che stopped in front of the zebra crossing and asked again: "What are your plans for later?"

"Let's go to the library." Tan Zui said casually, knocking on the mints lightly, looking at the countdown counter opposite.

"Let's leave the library and go back to the dormitory." Kang Che directly objected.

Qin Zui turned his head to look at him.

"Go back and take your anti-inflammatory medicine. Your candy bites so badly that you have to smoke." Kang Che pointed at him, "I just checked the data last time with me, the library can't do anything about it." say."

"Yeah." Tan Zui nodded.

Qin Zui had a toothache, which was very sudden and menacing.

That day he told Kang Che to go out for a walk, and after a day's walk, he didn't see anyone at noon, and he didn't come back until evening.

After he came back, he didn't say anything like he did a few days ago, sat in front of the desk for a while, turned on the computer and was busy.

Kang Che originally planned not to ask about him as usual.

He has experienced all of Qin Zui's current state. It is useless for others to ask whether he is concerned or not. He will be upset if he hears too much.

But that day he looked at Tan for a while, and felt that it was not a problem to be like this all the time.

People can be depressed, but there must be a way to vent.

Counting from the time when Tan Zui called him at home, it has been three months of boredom, and if the boredom continues, something will happen.

"Drinking?" Kang Che couldn't think of any other way, so he asked Tan Zui directly, "Drink more, if you get drunk, I'm sure you'll have a good night's sleep tonight."

Tan Zui typed two more lines on the computer, then raised the corners of his mouth and smiled without energy: "It's useless for me to drink."

"You don't care if it's useful or not, just think I want to drink it." Kang Che picked up his mobile phone and ordered takeaway, "I don't go out specifically for drinking, I've been strolling for a day. I ordered some barbecue and asked the boss to bring it to the dormitory."

Drinking is really useless to Qin Zui.

So what he couldn't understand about his father before was watching him drink while talking about Tan Shuman.

"Then how did you resolve when you were in a bad mood?" Kang Che leaned back in the chair and squinted, asking Tan Zui curiously.

Kang Che said that he would drink with him, as if he needed to drink - a bottle and a half of Niu Lan went down the mountain, Tan Zui's expression didn't change a bit, he was already about to vomit.

before?

Qin thought about it seriously.

Before meeting Jiang Chu, he didn't seem to have any special time to deal with.

People who live in garbage dumps for many years will not be bored because the garbage dump is too dirty and smelly.

If we were separated from Jiang Chu, think about the past...

Qin Zui sat loosely with one leg bent and stepped on the edge of the chair, with his arms resting on his knees, gently turning the bottom of the cup on the table up and down.

Before thinking about it separately from Jiang Chu, he didn't even have any special resolving or irritating memories.

I still remember the night when the power went out at home, he couldn't help but bite Jiang Chu's back.

There was also a picture of him being put in a plaster cast in the hospital, Jiang Chu pushed open the door of the consulting room, frowned and asked him what happened.

And Jiang Chu sat in the car, pulled the back of his hand and pressed it firmly to his mouth for a while, staring at the profile of his face outside the window.

……

Thinking of the end, all of these turned into Jiang Chu picking up that woman upstairs.

The wine glass seemed to have been glued to the table, and suddenly sank to the point of being unable to turn.

Tan Zui clutched the cup in a daze for a while, the air was filled with lead powder at some point, he took a breath, his heart and lungs were hurting.

He let go of the wine glass and leaned back, letting his neck hang loosely on the back of the chair, staring at the dazzling light tube above his head.

In the past, Jiang Chu was his solution.

Kang Che didn't wait for an answer, and fell asleep in a daze.

When he opened his eyes again the next day, he was startled when he saw Tan Zui's swollen half of his face, thinking that he had beaten him by drinking too much the day before.

"You fell face down from the bed?" He looked at Tan Zui with his hangover head.

Tan Zui bit his cigarette and pressed a bottle of ice water to his face. He frowned and didn't know what to think. It took him a long time to tear open his throat and say, "...toothache."

And it still hurts to this day.

Back in the dormitory, neither Mao Sui nor Xu Bowen was there.

Kang Che was about to go back to the dormitory to catch up on work, and when he really came back, he turned on the computer to check the documents with Tan Zui, looking here and there, but he didn't seem to be concentrating, and he even grabbed his phone to check the time from time to time.

"What's the matter with you?" Qin looked at him most.

"No." Kang Che scratched the back of his head, and after a while kicked Tan Zui's chair leg, "Aren't you going to get some hot water and medicine?"

Qin Zui made a "huh" sound, took out a few pills, reached the mineral water bottle on the table, unscrewed it and poured it down.

"A rough guy." Kang Che shook his head and sighed.

An hour later, a call came in from Kancher's cell phone.

As soon as Qin saw his screen flashing in his peripheral vision, Kang Che immediately picked up his phone and swiped to answer it.

"Ah, are you really here?" He moved his chair back to Tan Zui and spoke, with one hand still clattering on the keyboard.

"No, no, no... just come to the dormitory directly." After hanging up the phone, he heaved a sigh of relief.

"I ordered a takeaway for you." Kang Che patted Tan Zui on the shoulder, "I owe me a meal, friend, remember it firmly."

"It's more suitable for you to just give it to yourself, it's a good deal for both of us." Tan Zui stared at the computer and smiled.

"I can't afford it." Kang Che also smiled, "It burns my mouth."

Tan Zui finished correcting the homework that was urgently due in the past two days, grabbed the lighter and cigarette case, got up and went out.

"Why?" Kang Che immediately shouted.

"What are you doing?" Tan Zui didn't even close the doorknob, and was almost taken aback by Kang Che's voice.

"The takeaway will arrive later." Kang Che looked at him.

"When we get there, don't we have to go downstairs to get it." Tan Zui had a toothache and didn't have the mood to speak, feeling that Kang Che was talking about it today, "I'm going to smoke, and when I get there, send a WeChat message, I'll go straight down."

"You..." Kang Che was about to say something, but a series of hurried footsteps came from far to near in the corridor, and he knocked on the door twice, and he immediately shut up.

Tan Zui turned his head and grabbed the doorknob again.

Before he could close it, the door panel had already been pushed open with a "huh", and it felt like the wind could be heard any faster.

Qin frowned and took a step back.

The moment he raised his eyes and met the person's gaze, he froze while maintaining his half-knit brows.

"Are you hospitalized in the dormitory?" Jiang Chu stared at him outside the door, and it took him two seconds to react before he raised his eyebrows and spoke angrily.

It was windy today, and the weather was cooling down. Jiang Chu carried his coat on his phone. He was only wearing a shirt with the collar buttons unbuttoned. His hair was a little wet with sweat.

His brows were furrowed deeper than Tan Zui, and he was still panting after running up to the fifth floor in one breath, his chest heaving and rising with his breathing.

Tan Zui stared at Jiang Chu without saying a word.

The inside and outside of the door were facing each other for a while, then he turned his head and looked back.

Jiang Chu also looked over his shoulder, and looked into the room together.

Only then did Kang Che say "ah" with a smile, he was extremely surprised, and greeted Jiang Chu: "Brother, are you here?"

Jiang Chu almost blurted out who are you asking.

Two hours ago, when the word "hospitalized" came out of Kang Che's phone, Jiang Chu's mind buzzed slightly.

Then, without waiting for his brain to resume work, he quickly asked Kang Che a few words, and he pressed the mouse and booked the ticket at the same time.

Then he habitually grabbed the third child and ran out quickly.

When he ran to the door of the company, he was scolded by Da Ben.

The fat man squeezed out half of the window with great effort, slapped the wall at him and yelled "my phone" several times!

This kid Kang Che has too many evil eyes.

He told Jiang Chu that Tan Zui's cell phone was about to run out of battery, so he dialed his number and asked Jiang Chu to call him directly when he arrived.

Jiang Chu really didn't think about calling Tan at most.

There was only one thought in his mind, hurry up and hurry up.

Except for the hour on the high-speed rail, he ran almost the whole time.

Finally came to meet someone, and now seeing Tan Zui who had nothing to do, Jiang Chu heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time completely believed in the success rate of those phone scams.

I also completely believed that it has nothing to do with IQ, age or dementia.

Why did your son and daughter get leukemia in a ditch in a car accident, and people rushed to pay for this and that in the hospital.

No matter how outrageous it is, someone will take the bait in a daze.

When people are really anxious, there are only four words, but when they are concerned, they are chaotic.

Kang Che tricked people here, so he didn't want to get involved in the rest of the matter.

The two brothers don't know what they've been through, and when they're stuck together like this, they feel low pressure.

At the same time, it also exudes a strong hint of "clearing the field".

—Neither of them spoke to the other.Jiang Chu was still able to joke half-truthfully with him, but Tan Zui didn't even have an expression on his face.

This is driving me away.

Kang Che said "I understand" in his heart, and let the two of them enter the dormitory to chat, and he took his mobile phone and led the door out in a very sensible way.

"Where are you going?" Mao Sui and Xu Bowen happened to come over from the stairs, Mao Sui took out half of the key and was about to open the door, and greeted Kang Che with a "squeak".

Kang Che sighed, and took the shoulders of the two of them one by one, turned them around on the spot and took them back to the stairs.

"Let's go, let's go." He was so helpless that he wanted to laugh, "Come and eat with me."

Mao Sui also yelled, "I'll go to the toilet first." Jiang Chu leaned on the table with his trouser pockets in his pocket, and glanced at Tan Zui's books and computer.

In fact, it wasn't that he deliberately kept quiet and waited for Kang Che to go out.

Jiang Chu didn't know what was going on in Tan Zui's inner world at this moment. After the anger of being hospitalized because of the truth subsided, he actually didn't know what to say to Tan Zui.

In the past, he didn't need to think about this kind of problem, Qin Xiaoxiao strangled him like a dog.

Now the relationship between the two of them has become nondescript, Jiang Chu just came here without thinking about anything, and after calming down, he didn't even know which direction to brew the opening remarks was the most natural.

Hearing Kang Che Maosui and the others' voices completely fade away, he tilted his head and continued to stare at Tan Zui who had been silent and neither looked at him since entering the room just now.

It doesn't seem to be a shit thing.

Jiang Chu looked at both sides of Tan Zui's face and narrowed his eyes.

Thin.

Tan Zui has a high nose bridge and deep eye sockets, so when viewed from above, the brow bone looks a bit concave down, and the eyelashes are stretched out like a donkey.

His face is also not good-looking.

Jiang Chu suddenly felt a little distressed.

This is almost going back to the time when I stayed up all night in the third year of high school.

But compared with the left side of his face, Tan Zui's right side was obviously swollen.

"What's wrong with your face?" His heart tightened, and he reached out to touch Tan Zui's chin.

Tan Zui didn't let him touch it, and turned his head to the side to avoid it.

"It's nothing." He still didn't look at Jiang Chu, and replied with a split voice.