flying dog

- are you there yet

-arrive.

- Is it a hotel or Ma Liangna?

- Ma Liang is here, you haven't slept yet?

-Lie down, I will sleep after asking you.

-Then go to bed quickly. It's past 12 o'clock.

-OK, good night.

-Good night.

……

- Tell me when you leave tomorrow.

- Got it, don't worry, good night.

-Good night.

Fang Chi put the phone next to the pillow and turned off the lights in the room.

Mr. Huang slept on the pillow as usual, Fang Chi pushed it aside and lay down, touched the tip of its nose: "Hey, do you smell anyone on me?"

Mr. Huang's eyes gleamed in the darkness.

"Your favorite smell of Sun Wenqu," Fang Chi smiled, "Can you smell it? If it was a boy, we would have smelled it when we were downstairs. You cats can't do it."

President Huang closed his eyes.

"Good night." Fang Chi pulled the quilt.

Fang Chi originally thought that he would not be able to sleep tonight, but unexpectedly fell asleep, probably because he was too excited, maybe he passed out.

He originally thought he wouldn't dream, but he unexpectedly kept dreaming, probably because Sun Wenqu's appearance this time was too short, so he had to make up for it with dreams.

As for the content of the dream, it was unsurprisingly smelly and shameless.

So much so that when the mobile phone alarm clock rang, in his dream he had only one sentence in his mind, I'm going to be paralyzed, and sooner or later such a loud ringtone will scare me into trouble.

When he turned off the alarm clock, he felt that the interface of the alarm clock was a little different today.

Then I saw Sun Wenqu's name on the screen.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of "Hello" coming from the mobile phone that he suddenly realized that it was not an alarm clock, but a phone ringing.

As for the alarm clock, he scanned the top of the screen, and it had already sounded!

He sat up abruptly, held the phone and gave a hello.

"Sleeping God!" Sun Wenqu's voice came out.

"What time is it?" Fang Chi threw off the quilt and jumped out of bed.

"It's almost seven o'clock," Sun Wenqu said, "Are you going to be late?"

"It seems to be," Fang Chi ran into the toilet with his slippers on, and stopped when he pulled his pants with one hand to pee, and said to the phone, "Wait a minute."

Then hit mute.

After peeing, he said again: "Are you going back?"

"Yes." Sun Wenqu said.

"So early?" Fang Chi was stunned, he was getting dressed in a hurry because he was about to be late, and at the same time he was reluctant to hang up the phone because he was reluctant, and ran around the room with the phone between his hands.

"Liangzi asked me to drive back, so I drove, but it's snowing today, so I must drive slowly, so I'll leave early," Sun Wenqu said, "Clean up first, I'm dead."

"Don't!" Fang Chi shouted anxiously.

"Hey, I'm downstairs. After you pack up, I'll take you to school." Sun Wenqu sighed.

"What?" Fang Chi paused, rushed over and pushed open the window, and saw the red beetle parked on the side of the road downstairs, and suddenly felt that he couldn't hold back his smile, "I'll go down right away. "

Fang Chi finished washing quickly, and when he grabbed his schoolbag and was about to go out, he saw Mr. Huang sitting on the table squinting at him, and remembered that he hadn't fed the cat yet.

He poured water and cat food into Boss Huang's rice bowl, went over to pick up Boss Huang and put it next to the bowl: "Eat, I'm leaving, I won't be back at noon."

Mr. Huang stretched his paws into the cat food and pulled out several pieces of cat food. It was like a drug test. He lowered his head and began to eat after confirming that there was no poison.

"Pretentious." Fang Chi said, and closed the door.

When he ran downstairs, Sun Wenqu was about to turn the car around.

"You don't need to turn around, it's the same if you go through the back door," Fang Chi patted on the car window, Sun Wenqu stopped, opened the door and got in the car, "Go out the back door and turn right."

"Eat breakfast." Sun Wenqu pointed to the back seat.

Fang Chi reached out and picked up a bag from the back seat. The hot big meat wontons and soy milk were all packed in a simple double-layer insulated lunch box.

"Have you used such a high-end box earlier?" Fang Chi opened the lunch box.

"You have a good idea," Sun Wenqu said, "I bought this from the breakfast shop opposite your Uncle Liangzi's studio, which is so expensive that no one ever eats it."

"You're crazy," Fang Chi laughed, holding the lunch box and looking at him, "Why did you come here?"

"Liangzi said that I would pass by you when I left the city, so I stopped by to see if I could meet you," Sun Wenqu said, "It's a good thing I'm here, or are you planning to go to school tomorrow?"

"No, maybe in the afternoon." Fang Chi smiled.

"Let's eat, just keep it warm for half an hour, and it will be cold in a while." Sun Wenqu drove to the back door of the community.

"Have you eaten?" Fang Chi asked.

"I've eaten," Sun Wenqu said, "your aunt cooked the noodles this morning."

"My aunt..." Fang Chi paused before realizing who his aunt was, "Oh."

"You still run to school every day?" Sun Wenqu glanced at him.

"Well, running is comfortable," Fang Chi said while eating. "After school, I walked with my classmates for a while, and then ran back. It would be too uncomfortable if I didn't move for a day."

"Is it with that classmate from yesterday?" Sun Wenqu asked, "I saw you two together last time."

"...Well," Fang Chi hesitated and nodded, "He is my... best friend in high school."

"I haven't heard you mention it." Sun Wenqu said.

"I haven't mentioned it before," Fang Chi said. The wontons are delicious. He stuffed them into his mouth one by one and finished them in a short time. Then he looked at Sun Wenqu with the lunch box in his hand, "You Hold on, I want some soup."

"Drink soy milk, what's so good about this soup?" Sun Wenqu glanced ahead, "I'll drink it when the light is red."

"I just like to drink noodle soup, dumpling soup, wonton soup, hot pot purine soup..." Fang Chi said.

Sun Wenqu stopped the car: "Drink quickly! So many words."

Fang Chi raised his head and drank all the soup, then took the soy milk and drank it slowly: "It's comfortable."

"Child," Sun Wenqu smiled, "What do you usually eat for breakfast?"

"Stuff anything you want, steamed dumplings with steamed dumplings and tofu brains, which are available outside the community, and sometimes eat it with classmates at the school gate." Fang Chi wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"Do you still have supper at night?" Sun Wenqu asked him.

"I don't eat too much, I'm afraid of getting fat." Fang Chi said with a smile.

"It's pretty stinky." Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue, stretched out his hand and flicked him on the face.

When there was still half a street to the school, Fang Chi looked outside: "Just stop here, I will walk over."

"What's the matter?" Sun Wenqu parked the car on the side of the road, "Just drive to the gate of the school."

"Forget it, for a while... let the classmates see." Fang Chi said a little embarrassedly holding his schoolbag.

"So what if you see it?" Sun Wenqu didn't quite understand.

"I just...don't want...to let my classmates see," Fang Chi said with some difficulty, "just...just..."

Sun Wenqu smiled and squeezed his shoulder: "Then you can walk over by yourself."

"Be careful driving later," Fang Chi opened the car door and closed it again, "Do you know Lu?"

"Yes, I'm not crazy," Sun Wenqu sighed, "Please don't turn on the worry mode."

"Then I'm leaving," Fang Chi got out of the car, and when he was about to close the door, he looked both ways and then suddenly got back into the car, grabbed Sun Wenqu's arm and pulled him, kissing the corner of his mouth, "When we arrive, tell me." I say."

"Yeah." Sun Wenqu smiled.

Fang Chi closed the car door, swung his schoolbag on his back, and walked briskly towards the school gate.

Sun Wenqu smiled and was about to turn around. After glancing at the sidewalk, his foot that was about to step on the gas pedal loosened again.

Fang Chi's classmate whom he had met twice, the boy he said was his best friend, walked about ten steps behind Fang Chi.

According to their relationship, they should catch up to say hello at this moment, and follow them one after the other...

Sun Wenqu narrowed his eyes, stepped on the accelerator and turned around to drive out of the city.

The sentence Fang Chi said that he didn't want his classmates to see was actually probably referring to a certain classmate.

Fang Chi felt that he didn't eat much early today, but he was still full for some reason. When his stomach was full, he was in a good mood.

When he entered the school gate, someone patted him on the right shoulder. When he habitually wanted to turn right, he came back to his senses and turned his face to the left.

Xiao Yiming really stood on the left and smiled at him: "Did you eat breakfast?"

"Eat," Fang Chi smiled, "Do you have anything to eat?"

"Yes," Xiao Yiming nodded, "Can you still eat?"

"I can eat it," Fang Chi said, "If I can't eat it now, I can eat it after class. If I can't eat it after class, I can eat it at noon."

"Hey," Xiao Yiming smiled and took out a food bag from his schoolbag, "My mother marinated the chicken wings yesterday. Let me bring you some. It's hot now. If you don't eat until noon, go to Lao Li's office to borrow a microwave."

"Then eat one now." Fang Chi took out one and ate it as he walked.

"My mother said that if you want to eat noodles, it's better to come to my house for dinner. She cooks meat." Xiao Yiming said.

"It's not as precious as you." Fang Chi licked his fingers and wanted to wipe his hands on his pants, but he didn't wear jeans today. He felt that jeans were more resistant to dirt.

Xiao Yiming was wearing it, he hesitated for a moment, and rubbed his fingers on Xiao Yiming's pants.

"Believe it or not, I'll take off my pants and beat you!" Xiao Yiming stared at him.

"I don't believe it." Fang Chi said.

"Okay, forget it." Xiao Yiming smiled.

The news from Sun Wenqu was sent at noon. Fang Chi was eating with Xu Zhou and Xiao Yiming at the small hot pot restaurant opposite the school.

Now, from time to time, they chip in together to eat a small hot pot, which is warm and delicious, and they can take a short rest.

Sun Wenqu sent a voice message, Fang Chi turned his head and listened.

"I'm here, have you eaten yet, grandma is serving me dumplings, are you envious?"

Fang Chi hesitated for a moment, stood up and walked to the side, wanting to reply to Sun Wenqu's voice.

"Hey, why did Fang Chi go?" someone shouted.

Fang Chi didn't speak, but shook his phone.

"Didn't you call? You still want to avoid us?" Xu Zhou turned to look at Xiao Yiming, "Is he in a relationship? It must be!"

As soon as this sentence was said, several students immediately became interested and stared at Xiao Yiming together. At this time, any little news can excite these poor bastards who are struggling in the sea of ​​questions.

Fang Chi was a little nervous. He didn't turn around, but he still listened carefully.

"It's funny, where's the time?" Xiao Yiming said, "Now that he's busy from 6 am to 12 pm, if he wants to talk, he can only talk to his cat."

A bunch of people are all happy.

"Your car, park it in the backyard. There is a shed in the backyard, and your car can be parked in it." Fang Chi said into the phone, "I eat hot pot with my classmates, and I don't envy you at all."

After he finished speaking, he stood by the window and waited for a while, but Sun Wenqu's news came back quickly: "I didn't enjoy the hot pot yesterday, did you eat it again?"

As soon as he talked about yesterday's hot pot... Fang Chi's body and legs went numb slightly. After he collected himself, he glanced over the dining table, and Xiao Yiming just turned to look at him.

He quickly withdrew his eyes and said, "Go and eat dumplings."

After Sun Wenqu left, Fang Chi's life returned to the calm books and papers.

In fact, this time when Sun Wenqu came back, the time they met together did not exceed his reading time in a day, but Fang Chi always felt unaccustomed to Sun Wenqu's departure.

He started to write questions with the pen that Sun Wenqu gave him, and it was quite easy to write, and it was very thin, which made his handwriting that was a mess when he wrote it look more stretched than before.

Sun Wenqu should have been busy as soon as he got back, and the two of them still didn't contact much, usually at night, when he was running back after evening self-study, he would sometimes have a chat with Sun Wenqu.

Although, as before, we didn't talk about any tricks, but I feel at ease.

Even when he took the initiative to contact Sun Wenqu, the embarrassment that he felt embarrassed and had nothing to say disappeared.

pretty good.

When making up lessons at night, he and Xiao Yiming sat face to face on the table to write questions. Xiao Yiming raised his head and asked, "When did you buy this money?"

"Huh?" Fang Chi looked at the pen in his hand, "A gift from a friend."

"A birthday present?" Xiao Yiming said.

"Yes." Fang Chi nodded.

"It's quite suitable for the occasion." Xiao Yiming said with a smile.

"The birthday gift you gave is also very appropriate." Fang Chi said.

The gift Xiao Yiming gave him was an eye mask, the kind that can be plugged in to generate heat. It was worn before going to bed at night and set for half an hour. It was quite comfortable.

"Is it easy to use?" Xiao Yiming asked.

"Well," Fang Chi smiled, "the dark circles under the eyes are gone."

"It's not so magical." Xiao Yiming smiled and lowered his head to continue writing the question.

In the following days, Sun Wenqu never had the chance to return to the city, but Ma Liang went there twice, and when he was going the second time, he called him to ask if he had anything to bring.

"No." Fang Chi replied.

"No emotion, sentimentality," Ma Liang said, "Then I have something to say, should I go?"

"It's not ancient times." Fang Chi said.

"Is there anything to bring back?" Ma Liang asked again.

"Ask Sun Wenqu about this." Fang Chi said.

"Hey!" Ma Liang laughed, "Are you, aren't you, jealous of me, what kind of attitude, attitude."

"Then bring some beef jerky," Fang Chi thought for a while, "Thank you, Uncle Liangzi."

There were one or two small flowers blooming in the flower bed by the side of the road. Fang Chi took pictures of them when he was on the side of the road, and planned to remind Sun Wenqu at night to remember to take pictures of the flowers in the "monkey" pot.

He had to make up lessons tonight, but he didn't see Xiao Yiming when he got to the teacher's place.

Xiao Yiming usually arrives earlier than him, so when he comes, he asks the teacher some questions that he doesn't know. Fang Chi sent him a message asking why he hasn't arrived yet, but he didn't reply.

When class was about to start, Fang Chi sent a few more messages, but did not receive a reply. He called again, but no one answered.

He frowned, what happened to Xiao Yiming?

There were two classes in the evening. During the break after the first class, the teacher called Xiao Yiming's mother, saying that she was sick and uncomfortable, so she didn't come to make up the class today.

"Ill?" Fang Chi was stunned. He didn't notice that Xiao Yiming was not feeling well all day today. After school in the afternoon, he was still eating chestnuts with great enthusiasm. He suddenly fell ill?

What's more, he couldn't even reply to the message or answer the phone because of his illness?

In a coma?

When Fang Chi came out from the make-up teacher, he still hadn't figured it out. He was running and pondering while wearing earphones, and he always felt a little uneasy.

It's been a few months since the college entrance examination. Last Tuesday, a girl who was very good at studying suddenly had an emotional breakdown. She was crying and laughing in the classroom. She was taken back by her family and never came to school again.

From time to time in the class, someone gets sick and has a fever. The teacher said that the pressure is high and the physical fitness is not good. At this time, it is easy to get sick.

Fang Chi also insisted on running to and from school every day, firstly because he likes to run, and secondly because it is also considered exercise, he does not want to be sick at such a time, which would delay things too much.

Xiao Yiming suddenly fell ill for no reason, and he felt quite anxious.

When he got home, Mr. Huang was sitting on the window sill with his back to the door, peeping out through the crack of the curtain, and didn't even turn his head when he heard him enter the door.

The scene where Mr. Huang got into his clothes that day was like a dream. After a dream, there was no trace, and then he returned to the state of ignoring him, as if he had taken the wrong Xetacean that day.

The day before yesterday, he told Liang Xiaotao that he would take Mr. Huang to cut eggs this weekend. After Mr. Huang heard about it, Mr. Huang completely ignored him.

I meditate every day looking out the window.

Fang Chi changed the cat litter and went downstairs to throw it away. When he went upstairs, he heard his cell phone ringing.

His heart skipped a beat at first, and he was in a hurry to get the key to open the door, but when he heard it again, he was no longer in a hurry. It was not Sun Wenqu. The flowers are so bright", that is Sun Wenqu.

He entered the room, took a look at the mobile phone on the shoe cabinet while changing his shoes, it was Xiao Yiming.

"What's the matter with you?" Fang Chi answered the phone, "Your mother said you were too sick to get out of bed."

"...More or less." Xiao Yiming said.

"What's wrong?" Fang Chi asked, Xiao Yiming's voice didn't sound very energetic, but it didn't feel like he was sick.

"Are you at home?" Xiao Yiming asked him, with wind in his voice, it sounded like he was on the street.

Fang Chi glanced at the time: "Where are you?"

"We're coming to your community soon," Xiao Yiming said, "bring me a coat and come out."

"Coat?" Fang Chi was stunned, "Are you naked?"

"You can't be naked without a coat," Xiao Yiming sighed, "Bring me a thick coat, I'll be there in about 5 minutes."

"Okay." Fang Chi hung up the phone.

He didn't know what happened to Xiao Yiming, but he went into the room immediately and took out his thickest down jacket from the closet. He seldom wears this down jacket. It's too long and it's inconvenient for running.

He hugged the down jacket and ran to the gate of the community. He was about to call Xiao Yiming and ask him which direction he was coming from so that he could meet him when he saw a person half-running from the road on the right.

Just wearing a thick sweater.

Although it is now the beginning of spring, the little flowers have begun to bloom one or two, but it snowed last week, and the old Beifeng is still very dedicated and has no rest. Just dressed like this, if he is not sick, it is like looking for illness.

"What are you doing here?" Fang Chi ran over and stuffed the clothes into his arms.

"Thanks," Xiao Yiming put on his clothes, zipped up the zipper, and leaned against a nearby tree as if he was relieved, "Oh, I'm freezing to death."

The left side of Xiao Yiming's face was a little swollen, and it was obvious at least two slaps could only produce the effect.

"Who beat you?" Fang Chi asked.

"No." Xiao Yiming sniffed.

Fang Chi didn't speak, just stared at him.

It took a long time for Xiao Yiming to sigh: "My mother."

"Why did you mess with your mother?" Fang Chi asked, Xiao Yiming's mother was quite aggressive, but she was very kind to Xiao Yiming, and she was also kind to his classmates and friends.

"What do you think?" Xiao Yiming glanced at him.