flying dog

Fang Chi made it to the second class for an unprecedented time, but he was still carried by Lao Li to the corridor for a long time of training.

"This is the last time!" Lao Li said seriously, "You are not eligible to ask for leave before the holiday! You will not be eligible for the next semester either!"

"Oh." Fang Chi nodded.

After Lao Li left, he entered the classroom. As soon as he sat down, Liang Xiaotao came over and said, "How is it? Is it fun?"

"That's it." Fang Chi said.

Every time he came back from a new place as a guide, Liang Xiaotao would ask this question, and he always answered this way every time, but Liang Xiaotao insisted on asking every time.

"There's something," Liang Xiaotao said in a low voice, "Xiao Yiming's, do you listen?"

Fang Chi paused before answering: "Huh?"

"That's it," Liang Xiaotao glanced back and then quickly turned around, "Xiao Yiming was beaten by Liuban's people yesterday, Xu Zhou and the others didn't block them when they rushed over."

"Hit again?" Fang Chi frowned, turned his head and looked back, Xiao Yiming was writing the paper with his head down, his hands wrapped in gauze.

"I didn't make it last time! This gang is not human!" Liang Xiaotao cursed in a low voice, "I don't know if the little guard is homophobic or idle..."

Fang Chi glanced at her, and she waved her hand: "I'm not talking about you."

"I know." Fang Chi said.

"Xiao Yiming didn't fight back, or I guess this matter can't be over," Liang Xiaotao clicked twice, "If my mother is a man, I can't beat them to death with a stool!"

"It's not like you haven't been a woman before." Fang Chi smiled.

Fang Chi didn't want to sleep in today's class, but he didn't get enough sleep last night. Now that the teacher was chanting, he wanted to knock on the table following the rhythm.

He didn't eat at noon, he wanted to sleep for a while, but he was worried about Mr. Huang, so he rushed back.

As a result, Mr. Huang didn't feel at all that he hadn't seen him for two days. He just turned the feeder that had been knocked down to the ground when he entered the door.

After Fang Chi cleaned up Mr. Huang's mess, he rushed back to school and lay on the ground for only 10 minutes.

It was so easy to last until the afternoon, and when I wanted to study by myself, I squinted for a while, but the chemistry teacher came into the classroom and explained the papers to everyone.

Fang Chi felt that he was probably doomed to lack sleep.

He hadn't finished the paper yet, but when the teacher was explaining the paper, he was surprised to find that the few questions that Sun Wenqu helped him to do were all correct.

Niubi!

A person who has been at least ten years away from the third year of high school can easily solve the mock questions.

Fang Chi felt that the drowsiness was almost gone. Such a person didn't get into college?

Did you pass the exam?

Or... In Sun Wenqu's style, maybe with a wave of his hand, I don't want to take the exam, and it's over.

What a chic life.

In the last class, Fang Chi's stomach kept growling, and he didn't know whether it was because he was hungry or sleepy. Liang Xiaotao heard the screams a few times, and she kept laughing on the table.

Probably because he ate too much in the past two days. Grandpa and grandma always felt like feeding a pig every time they saw him. He was still the kind who couldn't get out of the pen no matter how much he was fed. His stomach was probably stretched.

He ran out of the classroom as soon as school was over and had to eat quickly.

When I walked to the school gate, I saw the people from Class [-], followed by a few people from other schools standing across the street, not knowing what to do.

Fang Chi looked back and saw that Xu Zhou and Xiao Yiming were coming out together, he hesitated and stopped.

"It's not over yet!" Xu Zhou became angry when he saw the person opposite, turned his head and walked back, "Damn tell someone to go."

"No need," Xiao Yiming held him back, "It's fine."

"Are you sure?" Xu Zhou asked.

"Sure." Xiao Yiming said, looked at Fang Chi and walked out of the school gate with his head down.

The person on the opposite side didn't make any moves, and it seemed that it was over.

"Do you want me to see you off today?" Xu Zhou touched Fang Chi's arm, "I'll get the car."

"I'll go back." After Fang Chi finished speaking, he also walked out, following Xiao Yiming far behind.

After walking two streets, Xiao Yiming was about to turn left. He bit his lip, speeded up and followed, and called out behind him: "Hey."

Xiao Yiming turned his head and was startled when he saw it was him: "Fang Chi?"

Fang Chi walked up to him and didn't speak for a long time.

"It's not a big deal." Xiao Yiming knew that he would be speechless when he got emotional, so he smiled, "It's resolved now."

"Oh." Fang Chi responded.

Xiao Yiming waited for two seconds to see that he didn't speak anymore, turned around and continued walking, Fang Chi frowned, and called out again: "Hey."

Xiao Yiming turned around again.

"Why?" Fang Chi looked at him.

"You... want to hear?" Xiao Yiming asked, "It's all the things you hate."

"Let's talk." Fang Chi took out a cigarette from his schoolbag and leaned against the wall to light it.

"Didn't you quit?" Xiao Yiming came over and stood with him in a corner sheltered from the wind.

"Quit soon." Fang Chi said.

Xiao Yiming smiled, was silent for a while and said, "Do you still remember the person I told you about?"

"The one in No. [-] Middle School," Fang Chi said, "I remember."

Fang Chi and Xiao Yiming met this person in No.[-] Middle School when they went to play together. Fang Chi was not familiar with him, but Xiao Yiming got very close to him, after Fang Chi ignored him.

But Fang Chi didn't know how they got together and how they developed. At that time, he had deliberately avoided Xiao Yiming for a long time.

As for why to avoid.

There is no reason.

Regarding Xiao Yiming's coming out of the closet and not expressing any hints about him...

Maybe it's disgusting.

Maybe it's feeling... scared.

"I broke up with him," Xiao Yiming said, his voice was a little low, and he spoke very fast, "I don't know if he really thinks that being with me is boring or if he was just teasing me from the beginning, anyway, I feel very depressed , Whether it’s teasing me or refusing to admit it in the end, it’s very hurtful.”

"And then?" Fang Chi took a drag on his cigarette.

"Then there was a quarrel, I beat him up," Xiao Yiming smiled, "That's it, he found someone to beat me back completely, and it was even."

"Understood." Fang Chi pinched the cigarette and threw it into the trash can, turned around and walked forward with his head bowed.

"Are we still friends?" Xiao Yiming asked behind him.

"Ah." Fang Chi tugged at his collar.

There is no need to buy any vegetables today. There are bacon and smoked fish in the pile of mountain products that grandpa brought. A stew with some green onions and garlic will be delicious.

Fang Chi led a bundle of green onions outside the yard and rang the doorbell for a long time, but Sun Wenqu didn't come to open the door. He sighed and had to climb over the courtyard wall.

There is a camera behind him, and he will be caught by the security sooner or later.

But after entering the yard, he realized that the window of the living room was closed, so he knocked on the window: "Sun Wenqu!"

No one answered him, so he leaned over to the window, peeked in through the crack of the curtain that was not drawn tightly, and then froze.

Sun Wenqu was shirtless and only wearing a pair of sweatpants, lying on the sofa, with his head tilted and his eyes closed, with one arm hanging on the ground, as if he was asleep.

Fang Chi knocked on the window and door for a long time, but Sun Wenqu didn't move at all.

"Hello!" Fang Chi went back out of the window, knocking and shouting, "Sun Wenqu, are you okay?"

Sun Wenqu was a light sleeper, he couldn't fall asleep even if the kid was panting, how could he not wake him up by knocking and shouting now?

so sleepy?

Or... didn't get vaccinated?

Mad rat disease?

I fuck so fast?

Fang Chi suddenly became anxious, threw the vegetables in his hand on the ground, opened his bag and rummaged for a long time, found the pitons and hanging pieces from the bottom, then went to the window and shouted again: "Sun Wenqu Wake up! If you don’t wake up, I’m about to go in and you have to change this window!”

Sun Wenqu still didn't move.

Fang Chi didn't yell anymore, he directly inserted the hanging piece into the gap between the window and the window frame, pulled it out, then inserted the piton into the larger gap and pulled it again, just like that along the gap After a few blows, he knocked off the board on the window frame.

Then he pressed the glass with one hand and lifted it up, and then used a piton to push in and pull out from under the window. After 30 seconds, the half window was completely removed from the window frame.

He jumped into the house through the window.

"Sun..." He rushed to the sofa.

Just as he was about to pull Sun Wenqu's arm, Sun Wenqu suddenly opened his eyes: "Awesome."

Fang Chi froze in front of the sofa, and it took a long time before he jumped up and shouted: "Sun Wenqu, do you take some time to see your mental illness!"

"Tomorrow," Sun Wenqu lazily turned over, buried his face in the back of the sofa, his voice hoarse, "I don't want to move today, and I don't even want to get up to open the door."

"Get up!" Fang Chi was so angry that he almost became explosives, and he went to grab his arm and pulled him up from the sofa.

Sun Wenqu didn't struggle, and was directly pulled up by him.

But Fang Chi soon discovered that something was wrong. Except that Sun Wenqu seemed to be weak all over and had no strength, his arms were hot.

"What's wrong with you?" Fang Chi was taken aback, and reached out to touch his forehead again, "Do you have a fever? Did you not get vaccinated?"

"Fight, fight, fight," Sun Wenqu nestled back into the sofa, curled up one leg and hugged him, "I'm not in such a hurry to die yet."

"Then why do you have a fever?" Fang Chi stared at him.

"Let's experience a different life." Sun Wenqu said.

Fang Chi stood in the middle of the living room without saying a word for several minutes, just staring at him like that.

"Am I pretty?" Sun asked Qu and looked up at him.

"What should we do now?" Fang Chi asked without answering his question.

"What should I do?" Sun asked him.

"I tore down your window, you have a fever," Fang Chi glanced at the window again, and the wind was blowing into the room, "Why do you have a fever and are shirtless!"

"I didn't have a fever when I was shirtless," Sun Wenqu said weakly, putting his legs on the coffee table, "The pajamas are in the closet."

Fang Chi didn't react for a while, and stood still.

"Hey, should I check where there is a small slave training class?" Sun Wenqu clicked his phone and touched it.

Fang Chi gave him a sideways glance, turned around and entered the bedroom, and opened Sun Wenqu's wardrobe.

Sun Wenqu didn't have many clothes, and they were quite expensive, but they were all thrown in the cabinet in a mess without any classification. Fang Chi found the pajamas after searching several times, took them out and threw them on Sun Wenqu. body.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?" Fang Chi asked.

"No need," Sun Wenqu put on his pajamas, "I'm not sick."

"What's that?" Fang Chi frowned.

"I'm worried," Sun Wenqu said, "The survival of waste is in crisis, what do you eat today?"

Fang Chi didn't know what he was talking about, so he could only answer the one he understood: "Fish and bacon, you are sick, no, if you are worried...do you want some porridge?"

"Okay," Sun Wenqu nodded, tilted his body, and slowly slid down on the sofa, "Is there a way to make do with my window?"

"Yes," Fang Chi opened the door and went outside, and installed the window back, but now the window will fall outwards, so he can only use a hanging piece to insert it under the window to lock it. After he finished it, he went back into the house, "Don't open the window Ah, the windows will fall out."

"Hey Fang Xiaochi," Sun Wenqu smiled, "I found that you are really capable."

"Do you want to take some medicine?" Fang Chi asked.

"Is it for neuropathy?" Sun asked Qu.

"... antipyretics!" Fang Chi felt like he almost didn't want to talk.

"I took some ibuprofen, and it's much better. I'll be fine after a night of sleep," Sun Wenqu smiled, "Let's cook, I'm hungry."

Fang Chi went out and carried the dishes into the kitchen. After washing the dishes, he poked his head out to look at Sun Wenqu: "You don't worry about that, do you?"

"Huh?" Sun asked Qu in a daze.

"I just lied to you about looking for mushrooms." Fang Chi said.

Sun Wenqu laughed, leaning on the sofa for a long time before stopping: "Oh yeah, I'm so worried, why are the people who lied to me lining up to come here?"

Fang Chi sighed and did not speak.

"Do you think so?" Sun Wenqu narrowed his eyes, "You can hide from this, but you can't hide from that."

Fang Chi opened his mouth but didn't say anything, looked at him for a while, and went back to the kitchen.

Both the bacon and fish were a bit salty, but Sun Wenqu was bland, so Fang Chi blanched the meat and fish first. Although it wasn't as fragrant, it was quite salty, and he didn't add any more salt when frying.

When he took out the dishes, he found that Sun Wenqu was asleep.

This time he really fell asleep, his breathing was slow, and his eyebrows were still furrowed.

Fang Chi didn't know whether to wake him up, hesitated for a long time, and finally decided not to. When he was a child, he had a fever, and his grandparents always let him sleep. After a solid sleep, he would be much better when he woke up.

He went to the kitchen to get two bowls, divided the dishes in half and put them away, sat at the table and started to eat quietly.

He was so hungry that he walked all the way, climbed over the wall and knocked down the windows to cook, and after doing one set, his chest was stuck to his back. He even drank four or five bowls of porridge before he recovered.

"No." Sun Wenqu suddenly said on the sofa.

"Huh?" Fang Chi turned his head and found that his eyes were still closed, talking in sleep?

"I don't." Sun Wenqu frowned and said again, with a very unhappy expression.

Even dreaming is twisting with people.

After eating, Fang Chi packed the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen, and washed the bowls and chopsticks with boiling water after closing the kitchen door.

Looking at the dishes left for Sun Wenqu in the kitchen, he opened the door while wondering whether he should wake up Sun Wenqu and let him eat or leave a note.

As soon as the door opened, he saw Sun Wenqu standing at the door at some point. He almost stopped the inertia of going out and bumped nose to nose with Sun Wenqu.

"Fuck!" Fang Chi was startled, and jumped back suddenly.

"Looks like a pretty innocent boy," Sun Wenqu smiled and entered the kitchen, "You can also play dirty words very neatly."

"Scared me somersault!" Fang Chi stared at him, "Aren't you sleeping?"

"Wake up," Sun Wenqu pinched a piece of bacon from the bowl and put it into his mouth, "It tastes good."

"Then eat it, it's still hot," Fang Chi took out his phone to check the time, "I have to go to school, I'll come over tomorrow and fix your windows."

"Do you know how to fix windows?" Sun asked Qu Qu.

"It's enough to mend a strip," Fang Chi said as he walked to the living room, "I didn't say that the security of your house is too strong, and thieves don't have to breathe when they come in."

"Anyway, I won't be staying right now." Sun Wenqu smiled.

Before Fang Chi could figure out what he meant, Sun Wenqu suddenly put his arm on his shoulder, and then he leaned over.

Because he was still running a fever, Sun Wenqu's body temperature quickly spread through his clothes with the scent of coconut milk.

"Why?" Fang Chi turned his head quickly. Sun Wenqu was now a patient, so he didn't dare to throw him away.

"Is it okay not to go to school?" Sun asked Qu.

"...Why?" Fang Chi carefully grabbed his wrist and took his arm off his shoulder.

"Take care of the feverish slave owner." Sun Wenqu said.

"I..." Fang Chi bit his lip, "Why don't you call Ma Liang to come over?"

"Hey!" Sun Wenqu returned to the kitchen with a smile, and brought out the dishes, "Go to school."

"Oh," Fang Chi picked up his schoolbag, walked two steps towards the door and then stopped, "Call Ma Liang."

"Let's talk about it," Sun Wenqu sat down at the table, "Ren Liangzi is not my follower, wife and child are hot on the kang, no children yet, but soon..."

"Then you're not feeling well...Call me." Fang Chi said as if making up his mind.

Sun Wenqu waved at him.

Fang Chi didn't say anything, and opened the door to go out. Sun Wenqu said slowly behind him: "Do you know?"

"Huh?" Fang Chi stopped.

"It's not like you to be really homophobic and straight." Sun Wenqu took a bite of the dish, raised his head and smiled at him, "I've seen it a lot."

Fang Chi stared at him for a long time, then closed the door behind him.

When leaving the courtyard, it is customary to jump over the wall directly, but after hearing the sound, Sun Wenqu felt that the movement should be a fall.

After eating alone in front of the TV that was not turned on, Sun Wenqu went out with unfinished dishes and a little bit of cat food. He brought more than usual. It was cold, and more cats came to eat than usual. .

Today he wanted to make up for sleepiness, but he never fell asleep. He fell asleep when Fang Chi was cooking, but the time was too short.

After feeding the cat, he didn't tease the cat for a while as usual, but went back directly, planning to take a pill and go to sleep.

He told Fang Chi not to go to school not to tease Fang Chi, he didn't want to be alone.

It is impossible to go out with friends in this state, let Ma Liang come over, he can tell at a glance that he has something to do, he doesn't want to discuss these annoying things with Ma Liang yet, after much deliberation, there is only one person he can find. .

It's a pity that Fang Chi was scared away.

Scared off again.

Very good, you can send the painting.

Scare away and send a painting once.

After eating and taking medicine, he felt much more comfortable after taking a bath. He went back to the house and lay down on the bed. Just as he was about to play with his mobile phone, he went to sleep when the phone rang.

Mom.

To be honest, Sun Wenqu didn't want to talk to anyone in the family right now, but he still answered the phone: "Mom."

"Ask him, did your eldest sister go to see you?" Mom asked.

"Well, I found it." Sun Wenqu leaned against the head of the bed, took a flashlight and pointed it at his feet, and looked at the various shadows on the wall where the toes separated, closed and stretched, "what?"

"What do you think?" Mom's voice sounded a little worried.

"Is it important what I think?" Sun Wenqu said, "What I think is the least important thing."

"Don't talk like that," my mother sighed, "What's the point of being so stubborn?"

"Tell my dad that I am his son, not his work." Sun Wenqu said.

"Don't be stubborn about this!" Mom's tone became more serious, "Do you know that your father is not joking this time!"

"It wasn't just a joke. I didn't mean to send me to the mountains for three years. I wasn't joking." Sun Wenqu frowned.

"If he really cuts off your finances this time, you won't have any way out," my mother said anxiously, "Ask him, my mother won't be able to help you then!"

"Mom, I just have too many retreats in life." Sun Wenqu said softly.