flying dog

It has been two hours since Fang Chi squatted in front of Sun Wenqu's house after dinner, and he finally understood why Fang Ying said it was night when he asked him to come to Sun Wenqu several times.

Such a young man who has been idle and has been in the mountains for several years and has just been released, how can he be at home at this time, why can't he not go out?

He stood up, turned down the volume of the earphone music, and walked out the back door of the complex along the path. He had to eat something, he was hungry.

It's not cold yet, it's just cool, but it's already the season when you get hungry when it gets dark, and you'll be hungry again in two hours.

After casually eating a bowl of noodles on the side of the street, Fang Chi strolled back to the community and sat in the small garden opposite Sun Wenqu's house.

To say that this matter is really annoying, he originally wanted to go back and read books to do some problems, but now he has to wait here for a scum like a thief.

But he has come all the time, now he is gone, and he has to come tomorrow.

Why Fang Ying was short of money, and why she was in such a hurry, she never said, but she said a lot of things about Sun Wenqu's chaos and abandonment. In terms of Ying's taking care of him in the past few years without finding any faults, he bit the bullet and helped.

Even if the other party was a scumbag, he probably had a bit of a relationship with Fang Ying. It would be a shame to ask for money in this way.

After dinner, the number of people going out for a walk in twos and threes in the community gradually decreased by this time.

Speaking of which, it’s not bad to take a walk in this neighborhood, the greening is well done, the roads are smooth and comfortable, and even the bench under my buttocks is clean. It's no wonder that Mr. Huang would rather face the cat food he doesn't like every day than go out and wander.

People walking in the streetlights will cast shadows when they pass by. Whenever there are shadows, Fang Chi will stare at them, but they are not Sun Wenqu.

What did this bastard do?

The phone squeaked a few times, and he took it out to have a look. It was a few people in the class chatting.

- Is Fang Chi there?

- yo miss him again

-Don't talk nonsense, I just want to ask him if he will play tomorrow

-Call him, he shouldn't be asleep now

- dare not

- What dare not, dare not even make a phone call, it's just useless

-[Slap in the face] That's right, I don't dare to find my own attack

Fang Chi frowned, and quickly said: Are you sick?

The girl who spoke last made a tongue-sticking emoji and then fell silent. Fang Chi didn't look at what else was said behind him, and stuffed the phone back into his pocket.

After sitting for a long time, his butt felt a little numb. Fang Chi stood up and walked back and forth a few times along the path in front of Sun Wenqu's house, and finally stopped by the wall of his house.

The phone prompts that WIFI has been found.

He took a look, and the name of the WIFI was "Kneel down and kowtow to see the password", for some reason he felt that it probably belonged to Sun Wenqu's family.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he clicked, and the password was broken almost instantly, 12345678.

Fang Chi couldn't imagine what the meaning of this kind of password was, but this month's traffic was in short supply, so he connected to WIFI.

I don't know where the router is in the house. It probably doesn't have to be near the yard. It has to be close to the wall to get a signal. Let alone walk away, you can't find it even if you turn around and lean against the wall.

He sighed, lowered his hat, pressed his forehead against the wall, clicked on a game and played slowly.

When Sun Wenqu got out of the car, he felt that his footsteps were a little wandering, and the things in front of him were circling. It seemed that he had drunk too much.

As soon as he entered the community, Li Bowen's call came after him: "Ask Qu, are you home yet?"

"En." Sun Wenqu responded and walked forward slowly.

"I really have no other intentions today..." Li Bowen said.

"Okay, I don't want to talk about it anymore," Sun Wenqu frowned and interrupted him, "From now on, you don't do such stupid things, don't they bother you!"

"I... okay," Li Bowen said, "Then you go to bed early."

Sun Wenqu didn't speak, just hung up the phone.

In the two days since he came back, Sun Wenqu basically didn't spend much time at home. A group of people seemed to want to make up for the previous three years, eating and drinking around him.

This is the life Sun Wenqu is used to, and he feels in a good mood.

Originally, we were meeting at Li Bowen's bar today, but halfway through, Li Bowen suddenly brought in a boy who didn't look very old. He didn't say anything clearly, but as soon as he came in, the boy sat next to Sun Wenqu and stuck to him.

Sun Wenqu immediately understood in his heart. To be honest, under normal circumstances, he would not be angry about this kind of thing, and he might touch a few after drinking a little wine.

But looking at the "son" that Fang Ying gave him is more like a son, and looking at Li Bowen's face, we don't say anything, but we all understand your expression, it feels like eating a basin of shit .

He was already very upset with Li Bowen in the outdoor club before, how did Fang Ying know the exact time of his return? Said he took a taxi and left.

idiot!

Sun Wenqu kicked a nearby lamppost, his boots slammed, and he staggered a few steps after him, feeling dizzy.

Out of the corner of his eye, a black shadow in front of him suddenly moved, and he was startled. It was late now, and there was no one in the community, and this black shadow happened to be outside his yard.

After seeing clearly that the shadow was someone who was sticking to the wall of his courtyard, Sun Wenqu became even more nervous: "Who!"

The first reaction is that this is the person called by Fang Ying. Fang Ying is not a character who just starts and loses everything. He still thinks that he hasn't seen any further movement in the past two days...

"I," Heiying turned around, his face hidden in the shadows was illuminated by street lights, "Fang Chi."

"Yo, my dear son, what are you doing there?" Sun Wenqu stared at him a little surprised but also expected.

Fang Chi also looked at him, as if he was thinking about the reason why he was standing against the wall, and after a while he said, "Pee."

"What?" Sun asked him, feeling that he must have drunk too much.

Fang Chi didn't answer. He stared at him for a while, then turned his head slightly and glanced to the side.

When Sun Wenqu felt that this inexplicable scene of face-to-face silence could not go on, and wanted to open the door directly and enter the yard, Fang Chi suddenly rushed to him in two steps.

Then Sun Wenqu felt a tightness in his chest, and his dizzy head suddenly became dizzy. When he came back to his senses, Fang Chi had already pressed the collar of his clothes against the wall.

"Why?" Sun Wenqu frowned and looked at Fang Chi who was facing him face to face again.

"I hate three kinds of people," Fang Chi stared at him, lowering his voice, "One is a playboy like you, the other is a bastard like you who beats women, and the other is you..."

Fang Chi stopped halfway through speaking.

Sun Wenqu narrowed his eyes, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "A homosexual like me?"

Fang Chi didn't speak.

Sun Wenqu didn't continue this topic, because although he was a little dizzy after drinking, he didn't get drunk, he didn't care about playboys and homosexuality, but he felt that the middle one had no basis, he lived in this life I haven't touched a woman in almost 30 years.

When playboys were still interested in women, this was the bottom line of demeanor.

"Which woman did I hit?" He looked at Fang Chi's straight nose and asked.

This time it was Fang Chi's turn to close his eyes, and the contemptuous look in his eyes could be seen against the backlight: "You want to play dumb again?"

This word again made Sun Wenqu's already very unhappy mood multiplied to the power.

This blatant IQ is enough to extort money without making up a nonsense, but now he is forced to make up a nonsense to push the plot down?

Sun Wenqu looked at the handsome sporty guy in front of him who should have interested him very much, but felt a burst of irritability and anger in his heart, and he clicked his tongue and looked at Fang Chi: "Do you want to say that I hit Fang Ying?"

"... Didn't you fight?" Fang Chi still suppressed his voice, and loosened his grip on his collar, as if hesitating.

"No," Sun Wenqu raised his eyebrows, "I did, and it was pretty hard. I slapped him with a series of kicks and a set of military punches, why..."

Why couldn't he complete the three words, and felt a twitch in his stomach, followed by an overwhelming pain that he couldn't breathe.

He didn't even see how Fang Chi gave him a shot, so he bent down and knelt on the ground, feeling dizzy when he put his hands on the ground.

The son beats the father.

There is no law.

Fang Chi didn't use too much force, he knew what would happen if he punched with all his strength, so he just hit Sun Wenqu casually.

It is certain that Sun Wenqu was beaten very hard, but it would be exaggerated to lie on the ground. He felt that it would be enough to bend over and cover himself, so he was very surprised when Sun Wenqu knelt directly on the ground. The plan to kick people to the ground with a bent knee was disrupted.

And when he was hesitating whether he should swear or ask Xingwang directly, Sun Wenqu suddenly vomited.

Hey?

It was the first time for him to get punched and spat out.

Fang Chi took a step back subconsciously.

This was really a surprise, he stared blankly at Sun Wenqu and vomited twice in pain, then he walked back to Sun Wenqu with a little worry: "Are you in trouble..."

"Awesome," Sun Wenqu vomited twice, grabbed his pants, and said with some difficulty, "Fuck you... Now the scammer has added... fighting skills..."

Before Fang Chi could react, Sun Wenqu didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he grabbed his pants hard, as if he was trying to use his strength to stand up.

"Ah!" Fang Chi roared, and Sun Wenqu directly pulled his trousers onto his thigh, and he quickly jumped back with his trousers, "You are sick!"

Sun Wenqu, who lost his support, threw himself back on the ground, then sat down, leaned against the wall, pressed his stomach, and remained silent, only frowning.

Fang Chi glanced at him.

The smell of alcohol on Sun Wenqu's body was already very obvious, so looking at Sun Wenqu, whose face was not very good-looking because of the lights or drunkenness, he couldn't tell for a while.

At this time, there was no one on the road in the community, only the two of them stood and sat under the streetlight in silence.

Fang Chi felt that he didn't know how to ask for money in this situation, and Sun Wenqu's virtue made him really not know how to deal with it.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson today..." He pointed at Sun Wenqu, he didn't think about what to say next, so he pointed twice, then turned around and prepared to leave, he couldn't do this kind of thing anymore , I don't want to stay any longer.

"Hey." Sun Wenqu made a sound, and there was the sound of something falling on the ground.

Fang Chi turned his head and saw a black handbag at his feet.

"Take it yourself after hard work," Sun Wenqu said in a muffled voice, the expression on his face was still ugly, "Let me come in."

Fang Chi hesitated between the handbag on the ground and Sun Wenqu's pale face for half a minute before picking up the handbag.

Opened it and looked, there was a stack of cash besides various cards inside, which was hard to estimate, but it was much more than the money in the envelope that Fang Ying got that day.

He bit his lip, took out the money, didn't count how much it was, stuffed it into his pocket together, then went to tear off Sun Wenqu's coat, and stuffed the bag into his arms.

No matter how much money Fang Ying is short of, he doesn't want to continue to toss. At first, he thought that the other party was a scum, and he was doing justice for the people, but now let alone continue to do it, just like this twice, He already felt ashamed enough.

Sun Wenqu threw a set of keys to him. He seemed to be very dizzy. The keys were very inaccurate. If it wasn't for Fang Chi's quick reaction, the keys would have fallen on the little thing he vomited out.

"Can you stand up?" Fang Chi shook him several times when he dragged him from the ground with disgust.

"Can you stand up well?" Sun Wenqu frowned.

Open the door, drag Sun Wenqu into the yard, open the door again, and drag Sun Wenqu into the house...

Sun Wenqu's body looks slender and should not weigh much, but Fang Chi tossed him into the house for a few minutes and felt like a pig dragging his head out of the slaughterhouse.

The room was pitch black, and Fang Chi couldn't find the switch after touching the wall for a long time, so he shook Sun and asked, "Where's the light?"

Sun Wenqu didn't speak, and leaned against the wall after a while, and smiled lightly: "It's not bad to have a son..."

"Ask you about the lamp!" Fang Chi pulled out his hand and stopped supporting him. Hearing Sun Wenqu's voice, there should be no problem.

Just when he was about to open the door to go out, his ass was slapped suddenly. Before he recovered, Sun Wenqu grabbed his ass again, and then there was the sound of clothes rubbing against the wall, and Sun Wenqu fell to the side go down.

"The ass is good." Sun Wenqu's voice came from the darkness, with a hint of drunkenness and obvious teasing.

At this moment, Fang Chi's feelings could fill a reservoir, and the fire was burning.

He didn't say anything, and kicked in the direction of the sound.

This kick was quite strong, and I don't know where it landed, but I heard Sun Wenqu's somewhat dull moan.

Fang Chi opened the door, and when he wanted to go out, he knocked his shoulder on the door frame. The pain made him almost cry out, and he slammed the door shut with a bang.

Sun Wenqu lay on the sofa covering his legs and laughed for a long time before stopping. He wanted to take a bath, but he was really dizzy. The discomfort caused by Fang Chi's punch on the stomach has not subsided yet. Pain, nausea.

After lying down for a few minutes, he decided not to move, his mind was in a dizzy mess, and there were still twinkling lights in front of his eyes, so just lie down.

He has a problem with drinking, he can't vomit, as soon as he vomits, he immediately has a splitting headache.

He knew he was going to die when he was thrown up by Fang Chi's punch just now. Sure enough, he started to feel a severe headache when he was in a daze...

It was already noon when he woke up the next day, the sunlight outside the window was shining brightly on the curtains, his posture did not change, he was lying on the sofa with one leg on the ground, the only feeling when he opened his eyes was dizziness and headache .

Even after falling asleep, it still hasn't slowed down.

Sitting up from the sofa with some difficulty, just about to stand up, he sighed again when he saw the carpet in front of the sofa, he didn't know when he vomited in the middle of the night...

He frowned and groped his body for a long time, found his mobile phone, dialed Ma Liang's housekeeping number, and asked someone to come over and clean up the house.

When I tried to stand up again after the phone call, I felt a little pain in my left calf, and I couldn't use my strength. I fell back on the sofa and was stunned for a long time, trying to recall what I did last night.

After recalling it in a daze for a few minutes, he leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes and cursed in a low voice: "Fuck."

Then he remembered something, felt around his body, found the handbag stuffed in his clothes, opened it, and was delighted to see it, but he didn't take it all out, there was still some left.

"You really dare to take it." Sun Wenqu threw the handbag on the sofa.

There is no make-up class in the school on Sunday, but there are many students in the classroom, and their heads are buried in the pile of books.

Fang Chi was lying on the table, with an unfinished paper under his chin, but the pen in his hand had been frozen for a long time.

Want sleep.

But can't sleep.

Although there are a lot of people reading and chatting in the classroom, the people in the back seat of him have been chatting, and the chat is quite far away. They are discussing about going to travel in the summer vacation next year, and they have been discussing for half a class.

"You can go for a few days, maybe a week?" a girl said.

"Are you going to the beach or the mountains?" Another girl asked.

"The beach is too hot, let's go to the mountains...Hey, Xiao Yiming, why don't you tell Fang Chi," the voice belonged to Lin Wei, "doesn't he sometimes act as a guide? You can ask him, just to improve Let's talk about your relationship..."

As soon as Fang Chi heard Lin Wei's voice, he became annoyed for a while, and had the urge to slap her face with a book.

"Don't torment me." Xiao Yiming whispered.

"Maybe it's your fault that they don't have a good relationship," Liang Xiaotao said with some dissatisfaction, "Turning the two of them together all day long."

"Did I talk?" Lin Wei was also a little dissatisfied, "Xiao Yiming likes him, I..."

Fang Chi stood up suddenly, pushed the chair back suddenly, and pushed the table behind by about ten centimeters, and several people who were talking around turned their heads.

Fang Chi looked at the few of them without speaking with a cold face, Xiao Yiming looked embarrassed and turned away.

"What are you doing?" Lin Wei probably lost face on Q yesterday, now Lin Wei threw the book in her hand on the table and said in a low voice, "Homophobia, homophobia is deep... ..."

Before Lin Wei finished speaking, Fang Chi grabbed a stack of books at the same table and threw them on her desk.

"Stupid." Fang Chi walked out of the classroom.

Several people were playing basketball on the playground, Fang Chi sat in the stands and looked at the court in a daze.

It was only when the phone rang that he noticed that the ball had rolled to his feet, and the people on the field were shouting at him: "Fang Chi, throw the ball over!"

He stood up and took out his phone while grabbing the basketball and throwing it back.

The call was from Fang Ying. He hadn't answered the phone yet, but Fang Ying's anxious voice came out: "Are you at home? I'm going there!"

"Not here," Fang Chi knew that he was in trouble when he heard her tone. Although there were some things, his first reaction was that he couldn't let Fang Ying go to his house, "Where are you? What's wrong?"

"I'm at home," Fang Ying's voice trembled, as if he was walking, "I'm going to send Xiaoguo to my mother now... Do you have any money there, as much as you want!"

"...A little bit," Fang Chi frowned. He put all the money he got from Sun Wenqu in an envelope and put it in his pocket yesterday. What happened to you? Do you want to call the police?"

"It's useless to call the police!" Fang Ying roared violently, and then changed his begging tone, "You first bring me some money and bring me some..."

Fang Chi hesitated for a moment: "Then I'll go there."

"If I'm not at home, I'll find me at my mother's place!" Fang Ying hung up the phone hastily after finishing speaking.