Festival
It's Mid-Autumn Festival, but Jiang Yu's house is even more deserted. No one comes to send mooncakes and no one calls to say a word. If Yu Shu hadn't been there, he would be the only one in such a big house.
Yu Shu was curious about why Jiang Yu didn't go back for the Mid-Autumn Festival, but when he thought about his own difficulties that he didn't want to tell, he put away his unnecessary curiosity.
"I'll prepare some food for you and put it in the open-air garden on the fourth floor. Then I'll be back."
Yu Shu walked to Jiang Yu, glanced at the phone interface, saw that it was ordering takeout, and snatched it away.
"Your feet are almost healed. Don't be too lazy." He looked carefully and saw that a bowl of chicken soup cost 888 yuan. He really didn't know how Jiang Yu did it. He was so extravagant and did such a dangerous and dirty job at the same time.
Jiang Yu simply fell backwards, his body sinking into the soft sofa.
"You'd better go back earlier, otherwise there will be traffic jams." He looked indifferent, but his tone was meaningful.
Yu Shu understood it immediately. She was telling him to go back quickly. It was obvious that she was saying, "You actually left me a patient at home."
He really wanted to expose Jiang Yu. He said that his sprained ankle didn't hurt any muscles or ligaments. It was just a minor injury. He could just apply some medicated oil and he would be able to walk in two or three days. He didn't know what was wrong with him that he suddenly wanted him to take care of him.
But when the words came to his lips, he chewed them up and swallowed them back.
Having known him for so long, Jiang Yu had helped him many times, rescuing him from dire straits. Especially when the river was so cold and painful it seemed to devour him, Jiang Yu had endured the biting cold and pain that no one could bear, swam across from the other side, and brought him back.
Jiang Yu was very kind and loyal to him, and he did everything he could to be with him. If it weren't for Jiang Yu, he might not be able to stand here in good health.
Besides, he is a generation older than Jiang Yu, so it won't be a big deal if he just takes care of him for a few more days.
"Then I'll leave." Yu Shu curled his lips and smiled innocently, as if he really didn't understand the meaning of Jiang Yu's words.
Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, but since he had dug the hole himself, he had to accept his fate and move on: "Drive back." He grabbed a car key and threw it to Yu Shu.
Yu Shu leaned against the doorway, looking at Jiang Yu with a smile: "Don't order takeout." Then he walked over and pulled Jiang Yu up, "Let's go, accompany me home for the holidays."
Jiang Yu, who was dressed in his home clothes, turned over but had no intention of getting up. He yawned and said, "I won't disturb your holiday."
He went to Yu Shu's house, a three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment with a master bedroom, a guest room, and a study. Yu Huan and Yu Shu lived together, so there was no place for him to stay overnight. Needless to say, Yu Shu would definitely send him back overnight, so there was no need for Yu Shu to make the trip back and forth.
Of course, he didn't mind sharing a bed with Yu Shu, but who knew if Yu Shu minded.
Yu Shu seemed to have thought of something. He walked past Jiang Yu and returned to the bedroom. He collected several sets of clothes and leggings with ease, then stopped beside Jiang Yu and turned him over like frying an egg.
"Are you going or not? I've packed your clothes for you." Yu Shu pinched Jiang Yu's chin and turned his face towards him. Their eyes met. He suddenly had a strong premonition that Jiang Yu would definitely go with him.
"I sleep in a big bed at home, not on the floor."
"It's not like we've slept together before. You really don't want to go? If you don't want to go, I'll put your clothes back for you and I'll leave on my own."
Jiang Yu didn't respond. Yu Shu frowned. Did his sixth sense fail him?
Yu Shu waited for a while, but Jiang Yu still didn't respond. It seemed that he really didn't want to go back with him to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.
He put his clothes next to the sofa and turned to go downstairs.
But after taking only two steps, a rustling sound came from behind him. Jiang Yu followed behind with a limp, holding his clothes in one hand and the wall with the other. However, the calm expression on his face was in stark contrast to his actions. The more he looked at him, the more he looked like a proud and arrogant big cat.
Yu Shu rolled his eyes and scolded him for being too dramatic.
The two houses were not far from each other, and on the way, Jiang Yu was unusually talkative. Even more strangely, Jiang Yu was inexplicably concerned about Zhao Jingyun, even though he didn't have the impression that they were very familiar with each other.
But Yu Shu quickly understood what Jiang Yu meant. He was not concerned about Zhao Jingyun, but was trying to trick him into thinking why he had not celebrated the holiday with Zhao Jingyun.
He replied succinctly, "Zhao Jingyun has her own plans. I don't know where she's going."
As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Yu became quiet.
There was some traffic jam on the road, and it took more than 50 minutes to reach the community. When Yu Shu helped Jiang Yu into the elevator, he met a few residents who he could call by name, and nodded and greeted them.
One of the women couldn't move when she saw Jiang Yu. She asked bluntly, "Young man, do you have a girlfriend? My relative's daughter is in her twenties and just graduated from college. Would you like to meet her?"
When people get older, they are always keen on urging marriage and childbirth. Whenever they see a good-looking boy or girl, they want to introduce them to their family.
"Aunt, I can't do that. I'm sick."
The atmosphere in the elevator instantly dropped to freezing point. Jiang Yu ended the topic with just one sentence. The aunt's face looked uglier than if she had eaten a fly. She scratched the outside of her thigh awkwardly and muttered "I'm sorry" under her breath.
Yu Shu turned his head away and suppressed his laughter, thankful that he was wearing leather shoes. If he had been wearing slippers, people would have seen him and he would have nearly dug out his toes.
"Brother Jiang, Brother Yu."
Wang Zhiyao opened the door and welcomed the person in.
Jiang Yu curled the corner of his mouth and smiled indifferently.
He was not surprised. He had guessed on the way that Yu Shu was kind-hearted and would definitely not leave Wang Zhiyao, who had lost his parents, to celebrate the holiday alone.
During the summer vacation, Yu Shu was worried that Wang Zhiyao wouldn't be able to earn enough to cover his tuition and living expenses if he worked elsewhere, so he persuaded him to take Wang Zhiyao in. He would deduct Wang Zhiyao's salary from his own salary and commission, and asked him not to tell Wang Zhiyao.
Jiang Yu felt that Yu Shu was too much of a pushover. He could help temporarily but not forever. If there was a bigger pit in the future, he wouldn't help this unrelated little boy to clean up the mess.
It wasn't until the end of the boy band incident that he realized that Yu Shu's plan was not that simple.
They needed a safe and efficient way to get rid of the double-eyed ghost and the large group of ghost babies. Yu Shu suggested Wang Zhiyao. Those things shouldn't exist anyway, so why not use Wang Zhiyao's ability to completely clean them up and eliminate the trouble forever.
There must be capable people in Bureau 749 who can solve the problem, but Wang Zhiyao came forward to help on their behalf, breaking the delicate balance between the two parties. This not only made Bureau 749 owe them a favor, but also helped the police over there solve a big problem.
The debts of favor he gave out were all invisible connections. When he entered the world, his master did not make careful plans for him. He just gave him some self-defense tools and a small amount of travel expenses.
Yu Shu is really willing to spend time and effort on these things.
Therefore, in the hospital, he couldn't help but ask Yu Shu: What's the point of spending so much time and effort on making arrangements?
He remembered that Yu Shu was stunned for a moment when he first heard it, then he smiled innocently and replied, "It's for extra security in future work. There's always a way out. There's no need to take risks if you can get twice the result with half the effort safely. I know you're very capable, but if something goes wrong, it's hard to say for sure."
Yu Shu threw Jiang Yu onto the sofa and went into the kitchen to help Yu Huan.
Wang Zhiyao quickly took out a new small pillow and placed it under Jiang Yu's feet to cushion him.
"No need, it will be ready soon." Jiang Yu smiled and his eyes met Wang Zhiyao's. He suddenly remembered that Wang Zhiyao was 17 years old, only two years younger than him.
Wang Zhiyao waved his hand: "Brother Yu said he would bring you back for Mid-Autumn Festival today, but your foot hasn't healed yet, so he specially asked me and Brother Yu Huan to go to the supermarket to buy it for you last night. Memory foam is not that soft and doesn't get hot that easily."
Jiang Yu froze for half a second, lowered his eyes to look at the small blue memory foam pillow at his feet, his thoughts rippled, and after a long time he slowly raised his head, his gaze passing through the sliding glass door and falling on the back of Yu Shu who was busy in the kitchen.
"Brother Yu is a very nice person, right?" Wang Zhiyao saw Jiang Yu come to his senses and poured him some warm tea. "I know. I can work at your place with air conditioning and a high salary because of Brother Yu's help, but he is also helping you."
Wang Zhiyao is a smart kid. When Yu Shu asked him to work as a summer intern at Jiang Yu's place, he roughly guessed that Yu Shu not only cared about him, but also wanted him to be a helpful person and help Jiang Yu when necessary.
Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You guessed it."
"It's too obvious. If someone is rich, they can just hire a summer worker to sweep the floor and pay him that much. It's enough for tuition and living expenses." Wang Zhiyao lowered his eyelids and a trace of imperceptible disappointment flashed in his eyes.
He took a breath, smiled faintly, and added, "When he blocked the knife for you, he might have thought it was because you were Jiang Yu."
Jiang Yu's eyelids twitched. He didn't know why Wang Zhiyao said that, but he unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
"Just don't let Brother Yu Huan know. He dotes on his brother a little too much." Wang Zhiyao hinted at something and emphasized the latter half of the sentence.
"It can be seen that I knew these two brothers earlier than you." Jiang Yu stretched out his long legs.
The two children chatted in the living room, from Yu Shu to college life, and then to news reports in recent days.
During this time, Yu Shu brought them drinks or snacks a few times and gossiped: "What are you talking about so enthusiastically?"
Jiang Yu and Wang Zhiyao exchanged a glance and said calmly, "Let's talk about whatever comes to mind."
Wang Zhiyao became more serious and said to Yu Shu, "We were talking about reports of people who disappeared ten years ago and suddenly returned home. The father of a college classmate of mine was like that. He disappeared exactly ten years ago and returned home a few days ago. He hasn't aged at all in all those years."
Yu Shu had an impression, not of the reports of missing people returning, but of the reports of missing tourists he had heard when he was in college, which was exactly ten years ago.
But he didn't investigate further, put down the juice and went back to the kitchen.
The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and the sunset glow in the distance looked like a ribbon of color artificially splashed on, drawing a crooked edge on the edge of the sky.
After dinner and a short break, Yu Shu set up a stove on the balcony to prepare a barbecue. Wang Zhiyao went to help but was called back: "Go watch TV and play with your phone for a while."
There are three must-do things during the Mid-Autumn Festival in Guangdong: listen to the theme song of "Heart of Greed", barbecue, and complain about the tastelessness of five-nut mooncakes.
Jiang Yu acted like a person from another province. He couldn't sing that song, didn't know how to barbecue, and even ate a whole five-nut mooncake that Shu complained was not tasty.
Yu Shu was really curious about what kind of life Jiang Yu had lived when he was learning from his master.
Even when barbecuing, Jiang Yu chose a spot with favorable wind, and the smoke made him burst into tears.
Ten minutes ago, Yu Huan asked Yu Shu to rest on the side to avoid the smell of barbecue smoke. However, ten minutes later, Yu Shu returned to the barbecue grill because he couldn't stand Jiang Yu's appearance.
Yu Huan glanced at Jiang Yu, and the resentment in his eyes disappeared in an instant.
Not satisfied with the barbecue, Yu Shu suddenly decided to go to the hotel and order crayfish, oysters and a dozen beers. The four of them played until after eleven o'clock.
Jiang Yu came out of the shower with his hair still slightly wet.
"Button up your pajamas. If the air conditioner is too cold, adjust the temperature yourself. I'll go wash up first." Yu Shu threw the remote control to Jiang Yu's hand.
He said he was going to wash up, but in fact he went to the bathroom to wash Jiang Yu's underwear and socks that he had just taken off.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He did the same thing during the days he stayed at Jiang Yu's house.
The day Jiang Yu sprained his ankle, he wanted to help hang out the clothes. When he opened the washing machine, he saw the clothes piled up in a ball. What made him speechless was that Jiang Yu knew to wash socks separately, but he didn't know that underwear also had to be washed separately from other clothes.
On the other side was Yu Huan's room.
Yu Huan angrily complained to Wang Zhiyao: "My brother has never washed my underwear or socks."
Wang Zhiyao didn't know what was going on, and blurted out: "Then I'll help you wash it?"
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