Because I am dumb, I speak with strength

Chapter 81 I like you, not a setting.

"Rugu, I said, I am willing to accept Dad's setting, so I just say it and continue to eat with Mr. Cai."

Jiang Zhao sent Yu Bin downstairs, and the words echoed in the minds of both of them.

The temperature in November is already very low. Many people in the community put on long-sleeved trousers, and some people who are extremely afraid of the cold even wrapped them in cotton jackets.

Yu Bin stopped at the gate of the community, and belatedly remembered that Jiang Zhao was still seeing him off, and said, "Let's go here."

Jiang Zhao stopped and said, "Why did you suddenly choose to tell him?"

"He would have guessed it even if I didn't say it." Yu Bin said: "He is smart and transparent. When he deciphers the mold language, it is hard to guarantee that he will not think of the concept I proposed back then, and he will understand everything by then."

"You didn't expect him to take it all."

"Would you accept it if it's you?" Yu Bin looked directly at him, and said, "Your temperament and pursuit of dreams are all set by others. Now that you know all of this, what are you going to do."

Jiang Zhao didn't answer.

After sending Yu Bin away, he stood in the cold wind for a long time, then walked to a convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes.

He felt that his whole body was icy cold, and the world seemed to be turned upside down in an instant.

There is a reason for incompleteness, and there is also a reason for not being accepted. In the world of black and white, even the devil is swallowed by stagnant water, leaving a dead silence.

When I walked out of the convenience store, everything came alive again.

Someone was wrapped in a padded jacket and holding a coat, and stood outside looking at him.

Jiang Zhao put down his hand to light a cigarette, Yu Li had already walked up, put his coat on him, and asked him: "Do you know how to smoke?"

"Ah."

"I want too."

Jiang Zhao was holding the lighter, Yu Li had already pulled one out of his hand and put it in his mouth, the cigarette was lifted up, motioning for him to light it.

With a soft click, the lighter lit up, and the brown tobacco was dyed brightly.

Yu Li took a sip cautiously, then coughed lightly, and brought it to Jiang Zhao's mouth.

Jiang Zhao held it in his mouth, and blew out a blue smoke ring from his lips.

Yu Li looked at him adoringly, took it again and put it in his mouth, sucked it, wrinkled his face, and coughed twice.

His eyes were watery from the smoke.

"Okay." Jiang Zhao took the rest and said, "It's probably set that you can't smoke."

Yu Li smiled, as if agreeing: "Yeah, maybe."

Jiang Zhao looked into his eyes, and his facial features, which seemed to never leave any sorrow, snuffed out the cigarette butt, and threw it on the ground.

"Let's go back."

He walked forward, but Yu Li bent down to pick up the cigarette butt, and threw it in the trash can next to him.

Then trot over to catch up with him, holding his hand.

Jiang Zhao held his finger instead, and walked forward, saw a shared bicycle that was not parked in the designated area, raised his foot, and slowly pushed it down.

Yu Li picked up the shared bicycle and caught up with him to hold his hand.

The two walked through the rest area of ​​the community, and Jiang Zhao stepped onto the bench by the side of the road, stepped on it back and forth, and looked down at Yu Li from above.

Yu Li raised her face, her eyes were bent, and there was only softness and warmth in her clear eyes.

Jiang Zhao stood there for two seconds, then stepped down with his long legs and continued to move forward.

Yu Li wiped the bench clean behind him, trotted up again, and took his hand.

The two walked into the elevator, and Jiang Zhao pressed all the floors, then went out and entered the fire exit.

Yu Li followed, side by side with him, holding his hand.

Today is cloudy, the fire exits are dimly lit and the temperature is very low.

Jiang Zhao walked up two floors, dragged his shoes, and went up with bare feet.

The feet were soon covered with a layer of dust.

Yu Li lifted his shoes and socks, looked at his heels, wanted to say something, but closed his mouth again.

Finally back indoors, Jiang Zhao's feet stepped directly on the clean floor, leaving a series of footprints, and went to the kitchen to open the refrigerator.

Yu Li put on her lazy mopping shoes, rubbed the ground while following, and then came to him.

Jiang Zhao poured the milk on the stove and the ground, Yu Li smiled again, went to the refrigerator and took out more drinks, as well as light cocktails, and opened them one by one in front of him.

Jiang Zhao directly raised his hand and knocked all the opened bottles and cans to the ground.

There was a sound of ping-pong-pong, the cans bounced after falling, and a few glass bottles were torn apart.

Yu Li directly took a step forward, stepped over the mess, put his arms around his waist and pushed him back a few steps to prevent him from stepping on the broken glass.

Then he stood up straight, looked at Jiang Zhao's face, and said, "I'm out of gas, do you want to buy some debt?"

Jiang Zhao stared at him.

Yu Li honestly let him watch.

"If you are set to be kind, you will be kind. If you are considered considerate, you will be considerate. If you are set to accept everything in life, you will accept everything in life." Jiang Zhao's body tensed: "Why are you so obedient."

"I just don't want to be with my best friend, so I can't make it through."

"You were programmed to be like this, and I was also programmed to be like this. Everything about us was arranged by others. I don't understand why you can easily accept all of this."

Yu Li shook her head, trying to say clearly: "I like you, no, set."

Jiang Zhao was quiet for a moment, then went straight into the room, and slammed the door heavily.

Yu Li stood outside for a while, then walked over to get the washing machine, and started mopping the floor with a buzz.

There was so much rubbish on the ground that he had to clean it up for more than an hour before finally returning to the way Jiang Zhao cleaned it in the past.

At this moment, there was already a strong wind blowing outside, and the open windows of the balcony were rattled.

Yu Li hurried over again and closed the windows.

He fried the rice left over from noon, made two bowls of fried rice with eggs, and took it up and smelled it when it was out of the pan.

So he hurried to call Jiang Zhao to eat again, he hesitated when he knocked on the door, and tentatively twisted the doorknob.

The door was unlocked, and Jiang Zhao didn't reject his approach.

Yu Li raised the corner of her mouth, pushed the door and walked in, and saw the guy lying on the side of the bed, he seemed to be asleep and motionless.

There was a layer of dirt on the feet, and the trouser legs were all dirty. It was hard to imagine that this was the cleanliness Jiang Zhao.

Yu Li turned around and walked into the bathroom, took a basin of warm water, put it beside the bed, soaked the towel, and wiped his feet seriously.

Jiang Zhao has not moved.

Yu Li took two basins of clean water to wipe his feet clean, then found his disinfectant spray, and sprayed it.

After washing his hands, he came over and squatted in front of him.

Only then did he realize that he kept his eyes open, his face expressionless.

Yu Li lay on the side of the bed, reached out to poke his face lightly, and said, "I pecked, fried rice with eggs, do you want to eat it."

Jiang Zhao's gaze focused on his face, and Yu Li smiled at him.

He said coldly, "Don't eat."

"But when I pecked, I still burned my elbow." Yu Li spread out his hand in front of him, and the middle finger was indeed burned red. Jiang Zhao's eyelashes trembled, and he sat up and held his hand. Gently caressing that place, frowning.

A few minutes later, he found burn ointment, applied a thin layer on Yu Li, and said, "It was on purpose."

The collar vibrated, and Yu Li climbed up and kissed his face: "I'll bring it in for you, and eat it on the bed."

"I go."

When Jiang Zhao walked out, the outside was as clean as new, and there were two plates of fried rice with eggs on the white table.

He brought it back and sat cross-legged on the bed with Yu Li.

Yu Li took it and started to eat, Jiang Zhao looked at his drooping eyelashes, and his open and closed lips, the resentment in his heart seemed to be silently swallowed by something.

He also lowered his head and took a bite of fried rice with eggs.

Yu Li finished eating, wiped his mouth, and asked him, "Is it delicious?"

"Ah."

"Then I've bought it, and Qianqian will make it for you." Yu Li said, "But you want steamed rice."

After the meal, Yu Li glanced at his gradually softening expression, and tilted his head: "Do you want to tidy up."

Jiang Zhao looked at the rice grains falling on the bed sheet, and said stubbornly: "No, I will sleep like this tonight."

Yu Li lay down directly and rolled over.

Jiang Zhao looked at the rice grains stuck to his sweater: "..."

There was a heavy rain outside, and the rain hit the window sash, and irregular water marks formed on the glass, forming small waterfalls.

After Yu Li finished washing, he walked out of the bathroom. Jiang Zhao's room had been replaced with clean sheets. The washing machine in the laundry room was humming, the floor seemed to be mopped again, and the dishwasher was also roaring.

Lying on Jiang Zhao's bed, he smelled the faint fragrance of soap from the bed sheets, and his heart was surrounded by a sense of peace.

I don't know how long it took, when the side sank slightly, Yu Li immediately moved, and took the initiative to lean towards him, rubbing her cheek against the side of his neck intimately.

Jiang Zhao stretched out his arms to hug him, and ran his fingers through his soft hair, and the slightly curly hair automatically wrapped around his fingertips.

"If all of this is a setting, how can I tell if I like you is a setting."

"Is it important?" The sound hole of the collar made a voice: "I am real, and you are real, and the emotions we feel are real..."

This moment, is real.

Jiang Zhao closed his eyes and hugged him tightly.

When he learned all this, he was at a loss at first, then at a loss, and then instinctively wanted to resist everything.

Even though he knew that Yuli was right.

Whether it's the past or the future, it's all fake.Whether they are born in a mother's womb or in a petri dish, whether someone wants to create them or someone wants to destroy them, it cannot reach this moment.

What people have is only this moment.

But being at the mercy of others, how could one not be angry.

Resistance seems to be instinct, even if it makes people more painful to fight against one's own instinct.

But Yu Li said that he likes him, likes him, it's not a setting.

At that moment, he suddenly understood that if someone set up Yu Li to like him and everything Yu Li did after him today, it would probably be difficult for him to generate resentment.

Because it's Yuri.

Because someone sent Yuli in front of him, so that he could hug wantonly.

As a result, everything that was outrageous has become acceptable.

The next day, Yu Li and Jiang Zhao lay on the bed together to read the materials sent by his father. He was obviously very curious about his past. Jiang Zhao gradually sighed as he looked at the little baby in the petri dish in the photo , said: "I don't know what my dad added when he set me up."

Yu Li was also very curious: "Why don't you give Uncle Jiang a call."

As soon as the two finished talking, the doorbell rang, and Jiang Xian also sent a box.

Yu Li couldn't wait to take it apart, but Jiang Zhao's expression was tense.Until Yu Li showed an uncertain expression to several manuscripts.

He held his breath and said, "Is my cleanliness also programmed?"

Shaking his head.

Yuri showed it to him.

Jiang Xian's sketches were very messy. He drew a baby with a round head and a large letter on his face: handsome.

Another baby with a round head and a capital letter on his face: Cool.

Then when it comes to genetic design, it doesn’t matter if you have a nice voice, long legs, a peerless appearance, or a little bit of a personality, the point is——

clever.clever.clever.clever.clever.clever……

A lot of cleverness.

Unrivaled intelligence.

Impressively smart.

It's smart to be smart without having to study.

...and be smart.

Add a little cleverness.

[-]... times smarter than the other [-]/[-].

Smart ++++++++++++++++

"There is no sex country, but hard work."