flying dog

"Do you want it?" Sun Wenqu copied the cat with one hand and pulled the clothes with the other. "If you want, ask your uncle Liangzi to buy you a set. He bought mine for me."

"Are there any rabbits..." Fang Chi suddenly woke up halfway through his confused speech, his eyes widened, "How did you get in?"

"You didn't lock the door." Sun Wenqu took two steps back and leaned against the desk, "I wanted to knock on the door, but grandma asked me to come in directly, so I went in, and if I refused to accept it, I went to grandma."

"I..." Fang Chi sat up helplessly, rubbed his eyes, "You wait for me downstairs, I'll come down right away."

Sun Wenqu smiled, carried Mr. Huang towards the door like a birdcage, stopped after taking two steps and pointed at his shoulder: "How did you get the injury on the back of your shoulder?"

"Huh?" Fang Chi touched the back of his shoulder, a little admiring Sun Wenqu's eyes, "It fell, there is a hole in the back of the head...don't tell my grandparents, my grandma can cry three times sky."

"Don't tell me," Sun Wenqu laughed, "come down quickly."

After Sun Wenqu went out, Fang Chi sat on the bed in a daze for another 2 minutes before slowly recovering.

After putting on his clothes and going downstairs, he saw Sun Wenqu leading the boy slowly running in circles in the yard.

Ma Liang's taste is a bit hard to describe, but Sun Wenqu didn't find it ugly in such a big cartoon sportswear. On the contrary, because he had never seen him so energetic, he thought it looked quite pleasing to the eye.

Fang Chi got some hot water and squatted by the pool in the yard to brush his teeth.

Sun Wenqu was still running with the boy, but every time he passed behind him, Sun Wenqu would suddenly squeeze behind him, and if the boy had no way to run, he would follow the inertia and jump over his back.

Fang Chi turned his head after the kid jumped three times: "I hit someone!"

"Hey, don't tell me," Sun Wenqu said with a smile, "The boy is very smart. I take it with me for running every day, and I know how to go to the front to find the way for me."

"Nonsense," Fang Chi spat out the foam in his mouth, "It's driving the mountain dog, my grandfather trained it."

After washing up, Fang Chi and Sun Wenqu went out of the yard together.

For running, it is better to run behind the village. Even if you don’t go into the mountains, you can run along the river. After the road is repaired, you can go to the next village, all of which are cement roads.

"How do you usually run?" Fang Chi asked.

"Run along the river first," Sun Wenqu said, "Isn't there a fork in the road ahead, then go into the mountain from there and come out halfway around."

"Oh," Fang Chi thought for a while, "Then you can't run for 10 minutes every day."

Sun Wenqu was overjoyed: "That's what I said."

"It's less than a kilometer away from the fork in front of the mountain," Fang Chi sighed. "Is it necessary to run this distance?"

"Then you lead the way," Sun Wenqu said, "I usually run like this. If I stay in the mountains for a longer time, I'm afraid I'll get lost if I run too far."

"I'll take you for a run," Fang Chi said, "the scenery is good, the air is good, and the road conditions are good."

"Okay," Sun Wenqu dug into his bosom and raised his hand, "Fly, Mr. Huang!"

Fang Chi almost fell when he saw that he was holding Mr. Huang in his hand: "You must be sick, take a cat out for a run, it's not a kid!"

"It's so boring to leave it alone at home." Sun Wenqu shot back and stuffed Mr. Huang into the hat on his back, "Lonely."

Fang Chi looked at Mr. Huang's calm appearance with only his head exposed in the hat, and he didn't know what else to say, so he sighed.

The kid ran happily ahead, and stopped when he reached the fork in the road where Sun Wenqu usually turned, and turned to look at the two of them.

Fang Chi listened to Sun Wenqu's breathing. Generally, he could tell whether a person could run by running a few hundred meters. Sun Wenqu's breathing was quite steady, so there should be no problem. After all, he was watching shirtless men in the gym every day. people.

"Go forward!" He waved at the kid.

The kid immediately turned around and ran forward.

"Where is the connection ahead?" Sun Wenqu asked.

"Another village," Fang Chi said, "you can also enter the mountain from the side of their village."

"Okay," Sun Wenqu ran a few steps and asked again, "You didn't wear earphones today, I thought the earphones were from your neck."

"I'm afraid you'll have a chat on the way," Fang Chi smiled, "Besides, if you fall somewhere again, I'm afraid I won't be able to hear you."

"I'm carrying this." Sun Wenqu took out the whistle from his pocket and blew it.

"I'm quite full of energy today." Fang Chi said.

Sun Wenqu smiled: "I haven't asked you yet, who have you asked about me before?"

"The one I was looking for was Luo Peng who asked for Ma Liang's phone number," Fang Chi said, "He is our member, so I can find out his phone number, or who else can I call."

"I thought you were looking for Li Bowen." Sun Wenqu patted Mr. Huang with his backhand while running.

"How is it possible?" Fang Chi glanced at him, "If I were you, I would have beaten him up."

Sun Wenqu didn't speak, but suddenly laughed, smiling very happily, and ran to the front with a wave of his arms.

Fang Chi was stunned seeing him like this, and chased after him: "Did you beat him?"

"No, how can I," Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue, "I am such a qualified person..."

"I didn't see it," Fang Chi said quickly, "You must have been beaten up like this, right?"

Sun Wenqu didn't speak again, but continued to run forward.

"He deserves to be beaten too." Fang Chi said.

"Young man, why are you so impulsive," Sun Wenqu patted him on the shoulder, "It's not good to beat someone just for such a thing."

"Some people should be beaten up." Fang Chi didn't have a good impression of Li Bowen. He could feel that his smile was fake before this man set Sun Wenqu a trap.

"Like me?" Sun Wenqu suddenly pointed at himself, "Oh, I have blue eyes..."

It’s okay not to say this, Fang Chi immediately remembered the scene that day, and his face was on fire, but fortunately, the old north wind was strong early in the morning.

"You are in a hurry to ask for a beating." He said in a muffled voice.

"You're guilty of being a thief," Sun Wenqu said, "Oh no, you should be... all trees and trees are soldiers."

Fang Chi glanced at him, feeling that he had nothing to do with Sun Wenqu, so he forcibly changed the topic back: "Then what did he do to beat him up, you don't seem to have such a good temper."

"Of course it's about accumulating anger points, new and old grudges are put together and counted together." Sun Wenqu said with a smile.

"Still doing it?" Fang Chi asked.

"Your Uncle Liangzi chopped beer bottles with his hands, or two," Sun Wenqu said, "The beating was really exciting, with a strong sense of rhythm, crackling!"

Fang Chi looked at him for a long time, and Sun Wenqu said in a half-true, half-fake, half-nervous way that he couldn't judge at all, so he had to say: "Drink the wind, be careful for a while and have a stomachache."

Before Sun Wenqu could reply, he speeded up and ran to the front.

Sun Wenqu didn't catch up, and followed behind unhurriedly. Fang Chi felt that he was quite stable in running, not rushing, and had a good grasp of the rhythm. He probably could run for a long time.

The scenery of this road is very good, because I want to do tourism development, the roads around the village have been repaired, and the river is about ten meters away...Of course, in this season, the wind is basically slapped by the wind. .

Fang Chi wore a ski hat, and now he was a little envious of Sun Wenqu's wool ball hat, which looked very warm.

The boy ran ahead for a while and suddenly yelled twice, then ran towards the river.

There is a dog by the river, this dog Fang Chi knows, it is a string dog, it is small, it is from the village in front, but it often goes to play with them, it is the boy's friend.

The dog has no name, but Grandpa calls it Xiaohua.

"Want to take a break?" Fang Chi stopped, turned his head and asked.

"Are you tired?" Sun Wenqu also stopped. He was in good condition and didn't breathe much.

"Boy, I want to chat with my friends for a while," Fang Chi smiled, feeling as if he underestimated Sun Wenqu's physical strength, "Shall we wait for it?"

"Okay," Sun Wenqu took out Boss Huang from his hat and put it on the ground, "Boss Huang, let's do some exercise too."

Before the words fell to the ground, as soon as he took his hand away, Mr. Huang jumped up and jumped onto Sun Wenqu's pants, and climbed all the way back to his shoulders.

"You're so delicate," Fang Chi clicked his tongue, "You can't even touch the ground with your feet."

"That's right," Sun Wenqu said, "Look at him, he's a big rough dog, he hasn't been a wanderer before."

Fang Chi smiled, watching the boy and Xiao Hua, you smell me, I squeeze you and run back and forth by the river.

Sun Wenqu was beside him, standing side by side with him, neither of them spoke anymore.

The wind was a little less at the moment, but the sun didn't come out, and the temperature was still low. Fang Chi stood there for 2 minutes, a little worried: "Your clothes don't block the wind, do you?"

"Well, the wind blows, I'm freezing to death." Sun Wenqu frowned, folded his arms and rubbed them, and looked at him, "How about..."

Fang Chi was stunned, and after staring at him for a long time, he came back to his senses: "Oh."

Then he unzipped his coat and prepared to take it off.

"Hey, just kidding, you're still in a hurry," Sun Wenqu laughed, turned around and ran forward quickly, waving at the kid while running, "Let's go, Xiaocaocao!"

The kid yelled twice, told Xiaohua something, and ran along the road again.

Fang Chi was stunned for a while before he gritted his teeth and chased after him.

It almost feels like being turned over and over by Sun Wenqu in his hands.

He has been running behind Sun Wenqu, his eyes sweeping back and forth on Sun Wenqu, in fact he didn't want to look at it, but the surroundings are all familiar scenery, only Sun Wenqu looks fresher.

Sun Wenqu usually goes out with a casual outfit and walks lazily, making people feel that there is a chair next to him and he will sit down at any time. At home, his pajamas are nestled in the sofa, like a part of the sofa.

Wearing a tracksuit and running so lively today, Fang Chi really couldn't help but look at it a few more times. It's amazing. It turns out that this person's legs can swing, and they are quite long.

Thinking of the long legs... Fang Chi looked down at his legs again.

Sun Wenqu followed the road ahead, turned around the entrance of the village, and turned on the road into the mountain.

"Is it this way?" Sun Wenqu turned his head and asked.

"Yes!" Fang Chi ran a few steps, "Slow down, it's not a concrete road inside."

"I know, I run every day." Sun Wenqu said.

"You haven't run past here," Fang Chi said, "Look at the road."

"Aren't the roads all the same in the mountains?" Sun Wenqu said nonchalantly, "Where can we go differently?"

"Then find another place to slide down and fall again to see if it's the same." Fang Chi said.

"Hey," Sun Wenqu gave him a sideways glance, "Why don't you go ask your Uncle Liangzi to be a teacher."

"Okay." Fang Chi nodded.

Sun Wenqu was overjoyed, Fang Chi looked at him, and laughed too: "Do you think your mouth is not bad?"

"It's a little bit, so it's inherited." Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue.

"Hey!" Fang Chi yelled and ran in front of him, "There is no time to chat today!"

The mountains are no longer as green as when I came back last time, the leaves have all fallen, and it is dusty, with a few small piles of snow scattered here and there.

A little lonely.

Fang Chi didn't know why he thought of this. Before he met Sun Wenqu, he didn't have any thoughts when he saw the mountains in winter. Now he can't help thinking about it. What kind of mood does he feel?

What was he thinking when he saw such a scene.

Why on earth did he come here?

Fang Chi looked back at Sun Wenqu.

Sun Wenqu was running over while teasing the boy, the road was not very flat, and there were some stones embedded in the soil, Fang Chi frowned: "Don't run while playing, be careful not to fall..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Sun Wenqu stepping on a protruding stone.

The distance between the two of them was several meters. Even though Fang Chi had already turned around and rushed over when he stepped on the stone, he still witnessed the whole process of him stepping on the stone, sliding his foot to the side, and then twisting.

Because the center of gravity was on this foot and he was running, I heard him cry out in pain: "Fuck!"

When Fang Chi rushed to his side, he only had time to support him before he fell down. When Sun Wenqu bumped into him, he knocked out Mr. Huang who was still stuffed in his hat. Mr. Huang swiftly opened his arms and stretched out his claws Lie on Sun Wenqu's back like a flying bat.

"I'll show you the way! Slow down!" Fang Chi roared, "What a man! Worse than a cat!"

"It's almost 30." Sun Wenqu frowned and said with difficulty.

"... Sit down!" Fang Chi supported him and let him sit on the ground.

As soon as he sat down, Mr. Huang jumped off Sun Wenqu's back, and Sa Yazi burrowed into the dry grass next to him.

"Mr. Huang, stand for me!" Fang Chi yelled at Mr. Huang again.

Mr. Huang's tail suddenly stood up, he turned his head to look at him, and stopped where he was.

The boy on the side also hummed twice and fell down on the spot.

Sun Wenqu sat on the ground and looked at him, his eyebrows still furrowed.

When Fang Chi turned his head, he happened to meet his eyes. After staring at each other for a long time, he lowered his head and asked, "Does it hurt? Let me see."

"It doesn't hurt," Sun Wenqu grinned, "It hurts at first, but you forgot about it."

"I... have a look." Fang Chi paused for a moment, as if he was a little fierce, which frightened President Huang to a standstill.

"Look, look casually, you're welcome." Sun Wenqu stretched his feet forward.

Fang Chi glanced at him, and Sun Wenqu could tell from the expression on Sun Wenqu's face that his ankle was twisted seriously, and he couldn't even speak properly like this.

"It's my fault too, I told you to run this way," he frowned and pushed up Sun Wenqu's trouser legs, but he couldn't see it, and when he reached out to untie his shoelaces, he clicked, "Why do you Wear sneakers."

Sun Wenqu looked at the shoes: "What's wrong with the sneakers, there are so many styles of cool and light shoes and..."

"I just can't run," Fang Chi interrupted him, "This bottom doesn't grip the ground at all, it's just luck that I didn't throw you a fork."

"You look like an old lady." Sun Wenqu said.

"Who's old lady is so handsome." Fang Chi frowned and took off his shoes.

"My house." Sun Wenqu smiled.

Fang Chi ignored him, and Sun Wenqu's rapidly swollen ankle made him nervous: "I need to apply cold compresses immediately, or I will have two steamed buns in a while."

"It's like a refrigerator these days, how can I apply cold compresses?" Sun Wenqu said.

"You..." Fang Chi looked at him, "wait for me here."

"Why?" Sun Wenqu immediately asked.

"I'm going to the next village to buy a popsicle," Fang Chi stood up, "You wait for me here."

"No, you can just help me back, or you can carry me..." Sun Wenqu said.

"Would it be quick if I ran there?" Fang Chi took off his coat and threw it on him, turned around and ran back along the road, "Kid look at him!"

The kid groaned on the ground and sat up.

Sun Wenqu watched Fang Chi's back disappearing into the morning light, put his coat on his body, turned around and stretched out his hand, and meowed at Mr. Huang who was still standing beside him.

Mr. Huang jumped over, and he put Mr. Huang into his arms.

"Boy," Sun Wenqu patted the boy's head, "Is your brother always so worried?"

The kid tilted his head.

"Is it like this to everyone?" Sun asked him and pinched its ears.

After resting for a while, the pain didn't hurt as much as before, but Sun Wenqu gritted his teeth and looked at it, and could feel a little swelling on the outside of the ankle.

In fact, he wears these shoes for running every day, and he doesn't know why they are so twisted today.

He sighed, turned his head and looked at the boy eye to eye, and after a while, the boy turned his head away.

"How long will it take for your brother to come back?" Sun Wenqu took out his phone to check the time, "Can you carry me back in a while?"

The kid turned around and sat back down with his butt facing him, facing the direction of the road.

Sun Wenqu put his foot on a nearby rock and looked down at the time on his phone.

Four minutes later, Fang Chi's figure appeared at the edge of the forest. The boy stood up and yelled while wagging his tail, but he was loyal to his duty and did not run over.

"So fast." Sun Wenqu watched him run all the way to the front.

"I'm afraid you'll run around," Fang Chi held a popsicle in his hand, squatted down and tore off his socks and inserted the popsicle in. "It's okay, it's not serious."

"Where else can I go?" Sun asked Qu.

"You man, who knows..." Fang Chi pulled his socks down again, looked at the inside of his ankle, "How many tattoos do you have..."

"It's too much," Sun Wenqu patted his leg, "I still have the thighs, do you want to see it?"

Fang Chi didn't say anything, and straightened his socks and popsicles again.

"I feel better," Sun Wenqu tried to move his feet, "I think I can walk after a while,"

"Let's take a few minutes to take a look, I really shouldn't have told you to run this way, blame me," Fang Chi frowned, sat opposite him, looked around again, and asked nervously, "I'm yellow What about?"

"Here." Sun Wenqu pointed to his stomach.

"Have you eaten?" Fang Chi asked.

Sun Wenqu glanced at him and laughed.

Fang Chi followed suit and laughed for a long time, for some reason, he looked like two idiots.

"Put on your clothes." Sun Wenqu said.

"No, you can wear it," Fang Chi shook his head, "I don't feel cold when I'm running, but I get cold when I sit here."

"Aren't you cold?" Sun asked Qu and looked at Fang Chi, there was still a sports suit under the sports jacket.

"It's not cold, don't compare with me," Fang Chi said, "You can't. I can swim in the river for a few minutes when I'm in a good mood."

Sun Wenqu smiled and said nothing.

"Hey," Fang Chi looked at him, "how did you... come here?"

"I just want to find a quiet place to stay," Sun Wenqu said, "it just so happens that the air in your house is good and there are few people, and there are acquaintances."

"Oh," Fang Chi felt that what Sun Wenqu said was very reasonable, but he couldn't find a reason to question it for a while, "What is that giant safe in your house used for?"

"Kiln," Sun Wenqu tugged on his socks, "for firing pottery."

"...I thought it was made of bricks, so advanced," Fang Chi said, "Do you just make flower pots every day? My grandma will probably suggest you to sell them in the town after making two more batches."

Sun Wenqu looked at him and smiled.

Fang Chi felt a little uncomfortable at his smile, and turned his head away.

"Fang Xiaochi," Sun Wenqu leaned back against the tree trunk, "You are quite interesting."

"Oh." Fang Chi responded.

"Do you think I'm interesting too?" Sun Wenqu asked again.

"You're quite nervous," Fang Chi turned to look at him, but Sun Wenqu didn't speak, he hesitated for a while and then nodded, "Well, you are... very... interesting."

"This is a big discovery," Sun Wenqu said, "I thought you hated me."

"...I don't hate it," Fang Chi looked at his feet, then pulled the boy's tail and tugged, "You...you are a nice person... I don't hate you, but you are a little nervous."

"I'm afraid I'm going crazy and scare you to death." Sun Wenqu flicked the hand holding the kid's tail lightly as he spoke.