Translator: Lynn
After saying this, Cheng Ke was stunned.
He always felt that Jiang Yuduo had some psychological or spiritual problem, but it was just a guess. Even though he already felt that there was no other possibility in his heart, when he heard Jiang Yuduo’s words, he still felt that his brain There is a short blank space.
It’s not that my guess has a clear answer.
Rather… Jiang Yuduo didn’t seem to be ignorant of his situation.
But if Jiang Yuduo can realize his situation, the fear, worry, and tension that can be felt from his heart before can be felt…
Cheng Ke grabbed the phone and opened his mouth for about twenty seconds, but he didn’t say a word. He didn’t know what to say, and he didn’t know what to say.
He dared not ask why, nor how.
In the end, he just closed his mouth and still made no sound.
“I haven’t been here for a long time,” Jiang Yuduo said, “I’m quite resistant to these things. They expose my scars and poke them around.”
“If it’s… treatment…” Cheng Ke didn’t know if he was tense because of the shock, his throat seemed to be tied with a rubber band, and it didn’t matter if he was struggling to speak, and he changed his tone, “It must be …will be painful…”
“What’s wrong with your throat?” Jiang Yuduo asked.
“Like a screaming chicken, right? I know it goes without saying,” Cheng Ke cleared his throat vigorously, and took a few sips of water from the small refrigerator, “Maybe it’s because I just drank some wine.”
“No,” Jiang Yuduo said, “like a eunuch.”
“…I’ll go to your uncle!” Cheng Ke was speechless, “You just have to say something to feel comfortable, right?”
Jiang Yuduo smiled for a long time: “It does.”
Cheng Ke found great pleasure in hearing Jiang Yuduo laugh, even though it was a rare occurrence. It was especially delightful to hear it today, as the heaviness and loneliness that had weighed on his chest for almost half a month seemed to have been lifted, and he suddenly felt much more at ease.
“You’re a damn joker,” he remarked.
“What do you mean, how do I look like?” Jiang Yuduo continued laughing. “It’s not like you haven’t seen it.”
The image of Jiang Yuduo standing naked at the door flashed through Cheng Ke’s mind once again, with its blue-tinted lighting, high-definition clarity, and timeless quality.
After drinking two bottles of wine, Cheng Ke suddenly felt a bit breathless, and it took him a while to hold back his words. “Fuck…”
“I don’t know if you resemble me. I haven’t seen it,” Jiang Yuduo added another sentence, still in a jovial mood.
It was evident that Jiang Yuduo was simply joking, and it made him quite happy as well. Cheng Ke, to avoid any unnecessary embarrassment, had no choice but to grit his teeth and play along. “Then I’ll send you an invitation one day when I take a shower.”
Jiang Yuduo laughed for a while longer, then abruptly stopped.
Cheng Ke let out a sigh.
This kind of awkwardness of realizing the other person’s sexuality after making lower body jokes, combined with the other person’s sensitive response, was truly a conversation killer.
“What day?” Jiang Yuduo spoke after a brief silence. “I thought you would never see me again.”
“What?” Cheng Ke was taken aback by his question. He never expected Jiang Yuduo’s ability to pinpoint key points to reach such a level.
“I see the doctor almost every day,” Jiang Yuduo explained. “She said the treatment is still very effective, and now I… don’t see them anymore.”
Cheng Ke was still a bit stunned and didn’t utter a word.
“I mean…” Jiang Yuduo paused, “After a while, I’ll be fine.”
“Well, you’ll be fine,” Cheng Ke replied, feeling a bit confused but immediately agreeing.
“If I’m fine,” Jiang Yuduo continued, “you don’t have to… avoid me like this.”
Cheng Ke was once again caught off guard. It was the first time he witnessed Jiang Yuduo beating around the bush. For someone who had never been straightforward, Jiang Yuduo was remarkably cautious in circling around such a large topic.
He suddenly felt a twinge of pain in his heart.
Although Cheng Ke hadn’t fully comprehended Jiang Yuduo’s words, he vaguely sensed that something wasn’t quite reasonable. However, he had no room to think about it at the moment.
“I understand,” he replied.
“I’ve never had… a friend like you,” Jiang Yuduo expressed. “Such an… exceptional friend. Even though you can’t even use a gas stove, you still talk in your sleep…”
“Can you stop bringing that up?” Cheng Ke interjected.
“I don’t know how to put it,” Jiang Yuduo spoke slowly as if struggling to articulate his thoughts. “You treat me differently than others do.”
“Mmm,” Cheng Ke responded, acknowledging the difference.
“I’m not talking about your… that’s your perspective,” Jiang Yuduo paused, finding it difficult to speak. “I mean… I’m not the third child, the third brother, or a street gangster in front of you…”
“You’re my new friend,” Cheng Ke felt that he understood what Jiang Yuduo meant, although he couldn’t fully articulate it. “You don’t have any labels attached to you.”
The truth is that labels existed.
Cheng Ke felt that he hadn’t drunk too much today, just two bottles of red wine, yet his thoughts were already running wild. At this moment, thoughts about Jiang Yuduo overwhelmed the weighty fact that Jiang Yuduo truly had mental health issues.
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To be continued tomorrow.
Uh, due to the inability to modify the previous chapter backstage until it undergoes high-level review, the additional word count can only be included in the new chapter… It feels a bit lacking with such a small word count, and it should have been included in the previous chapter for everyone to read. I hope no one minds… Sigh.