flying dog

Xiao Yiming's rhetorical question made Fang Chi's heart sink suddenly, and he suddenly felt that he didn't have enough clothes on his body, and the night wind was pouring in from the neckline like that.

Within a few seconds, I felt my hands go cold.

"You..." Fang Chi put his hands in his pockets, "Does that mean your mother knows about you... about that?"

"En." Xiao Yiming nodded.

Fang Chi didn't speak for a long time. There was a pack of cigarettes in his pocket. After a lot of effort, he took one out of the box and put it in his mouth. He took the lighter and pressed it seven or eight times before it lit.

"You quit smoking, you can feel the smoke on your body at any time?" Xiao Yiming said.

"Psychological comfort." Fang Chi said, the cigarette was in his hand and he didn't continue to smoke. After a while, he asked again, "How did she know?"

Xiao Yiming was quite calm about this matter, but he was not so calm as to tell his family about it before the college entrance examination. His mother could only know about it from somewhere else.

"I don't want to talk about it," Xiao Yiming frowned, "Anyway, I know."

Fang Chi fell silent, neither of them said anything more, they just stood there in the dark.

The wind is blowing fast, and the temperature at night is getting lower and lower.

There was a piece of light from a street lamp more than ten meters away from them. It looked quite warm, but Fang Chi knew that it would still be the same if he walked over.

I don't know how long I stood there in silence. When Fang Chi raised his hand to take a puff of cigarette, he found that the cigarette had already burned out.

He clicked his tongue and flicked the extinct cigarette butt into the trash can next to him.

"Go to my place." He glanced at Xiao Yiming.

Xiao Yiming was tilting his head, wondering what he was looking at, and shook his head after hearing his words: "I'll find a hotel in a while."

"I'm sick." Fang Chi turned and walked back.

After walking for a while, footsteps came from behind.

Fang Chi turned his head: "You don't have any money with you, do you?"

"Well," Xiao Yiming patted himself and smiled, "Penniless."

"Don't let you go home?" Fang Chi asked.

"I didn't say anything, just let me go," Xiao Yiming rubbed his hands, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"En." Fang Chi responded.

The two were silent again, and walked back to the community together without speaking.

Back in the room, Fang Chi checked the time, it was quite late, he looked at Xiao Yiming: "Let's squeeze together."

"I sleep on the sofa," Xiao Yiming wrapped his clothes and lay down on the sofa, "I can't sleep for a few hours."

"My bed is quite big." Fang Chi said.

"I'm afraid you're uncomfortable," Xiao Yiming closed his eyes, "Besides, I'm not used to being crowded with people."

Fang Chi didn't say anything more, went into the house and took a quilt from the cabinet and gave it to Xiao Yiming. The heating in this dilapidated community has never been very sufficient, and it can't be compared with the heating at the grandparents' house.

Xiao Yiming covered the quilt and fell asleep.

Fang Chi went back to the bedroom, closed the door, and lay down on the bed.

I wanted to send the little flower I took today to Sun Wenqu, but it was too late, and he didn't send it, and he was not in the mood.

Xiao Yiming didn't mention the specific situation, and he didn't want to ask, the clear and dazzling palm prints were enough, and it was nothing more than those things.

The more I listened, the more desperate I became.

He turned off the light, and stuffed Mr. Huang, who was sleeping on his pillow, into the crack of the pillow next to him.

Close your eyes and slow down your breathing, counting silently in your heart.

When he was about to fall asleep, he seemed to hear Xiao Yiming's suppressed crying in the living room, but it was gone again.

He frowned and took the earphones next to him and put them on his ears.

When Fang Chi woke up in the morning, as soon as Fang Chi opened the bedroom door, he saw someone in the living room standing in front of the window with his back turned to him.

He was so frightened that he picked up a trekking pole by the door.

After the man turned around, he came back to his senses, this is the homeless Xiao Yiming.

"Scare me." He put down his trekking poles.

"You've lost your memory." Xiao Yiming said with a smile.

"I didn't react," Fang Chi glanced at him, "Do you want to wash up? I'll get you a toothbrush towel."

"I see there is mouthwash, I used that, and I washed my face, once I splash the water, I don't need to bother." Xiao Yiming said.

"Yeah." Fang Chi went into the toilet.

After finding a suitable coat for Xiao Yiming, they went out.

Xiao Yiming's cell phone didn't seem to have rang all night. He kept looking at his cell phone while eating breakfast, and Fang Chi suddenly felt that his mother was very cruel.

But this kind of thing... If you change your family...

Grandparents will look for him, right?

Maybe not let him just run out by himself?

No, not at all, probably the same.

Or no one can tell if you are sick with anger.

Fang Chi couldn't help frowning at this thought, he couldn't drink the tofu nao anymore.

Xiao Yiming was quite calm, and just went to school without bringing anything. Fortunately, their review has reached the stage where all the books are piled up on the desk, and the schoolbag is of little significance.

But when we went to eat together at noon, Xiao Yiming didn't go, saying that he wanted to catch up on dozing off in the classroom.

Fang Chi had a feeling that he couldn't explain it. At this time, Xiao Yiming had something like this. He wanted to tell people, wanted to talk to people, but he didn't know who to talk to, and what to say. Talk about something.

He pointed out Sun Wenqu's name several times, stared at it for a while, and finally put the phone back.

After school in the afternoon, he took a walk with Xiao Yiming as usual, and today Xiao Yiming probably hasn't figured out where to go after eating chestnuts.

"When are you going home?" Fang Chi asked him.

"I don't know," Xiao Yiming sighed, "My mother also ignored me."

"Then what should you do?" Fang Chi also sighed, "Where are you going with me today?"

"No," Xiao Yiming shook his head, "I'll go to my aunt's place, do you have any money, lend me some."

"Your aunt?" Fang Chi took out his wallet, "What do you say?"

"I got kicked out after a fight." Xiao Yiming said.

"The college entrance examination is coming soon, isn't that unreasonable," Fang Chi took out the hundreds of dollars in his wallet and gave him, "Why don't you go back and tell your mother...to admit your mistake."

"Admit your mistake?" Xiao Yiming looked at him.

"At least say something soft," Fang Chi lowered his head and gnawed on a chestnut, "What else should I do?"

"My mother and I quarreled quite a lot, and it might be useless to become a puddle of mud." Xiao Yiming stopped at the bus stop, leaning on the billboard, "I blocked my own way."

Fang Chi didn't speak, Xiao Yiming was quite stubborn, if he said that, Fang Chi could almost imagine how the mother and son were arguing.

"I'm too impulsive," Xiao Yiming lowered his eyelids, "I always feel that this is nothing. If you know it, you will know it. It's not a mistake if you can't change it. Is there a need for such a big reaction? It's still too naive. One parent counts as one 1 There are probably a few out of ten thousand who can accept it.”

Fang Chi listened silently.

"Again, I'm sure I won't be so hard on her." Xiao Yiming frowned, "It's better to let her beat her on the ground to vent her anger first."

Fang Chi could hear Xiao Yiming's helplessness and helplessness from his tone.

"I'm going to my aunt's first, the car is here." Xiao Yiming patted him on the shoulder.

"You..." Fang Chi looked at him.

"I'm fine," Xiao Yiming said. "The exam is coming soon. No matter what, I'll pass the college entrance exam first. The same goes for you. Don't worry about my business."

After Xiao Yiming squeezed onto the bus, Fang Chi froze on the platform for a long time.

Not knowing what he was thinking, he finally took the earphones and buckled them up, and started running back along the road.

His running habits are very good, that is, he is more serious. He pays attention to every detail, such as body balance, arm swing, leg span, and foot placement.

Only in this way can you enjoy running and experience the fun of running even more.

In order to better put all the unpleasant things behind.

There are only scenery and people passing by in front of me, as well as the wind and breath that are gradually no longer cold.

Sun Wenqu took the boy up the mountain with his grandfather today.

Grandpa would walk up the mountain every once in a while to do some activities. As a person who has lived here all his life, he likes to see the changes in the mountains, which may only happen in a few years or decades. Changes that cannot be seen in the

"Are you tired?" Grandpa asked him.

The road up the mountain that my grandfather chose was an easy one, relatively gentle, and it had already been stepped on quite wide by people entering the mountain.

"Not tired," Sun Wenqu said, "I can climb two more mountains."

"It's as if you've already climbed a mountain," Grandpa laughed. "It's not even halfway up the mountain yet."

"It's an easy road," Sun Wenqu said with a smile, "It's not tiring."

"In the future, you will run on this road when you run, but don't go on the road that twists your feet." Grandpa said.

"I didn't go, I dare not go." Sun Wenqu said.

"Xiao Chi grew up in the hills, and he drilled everywhere. He can walk on these roads, rocks, and everything." Grandpa introduced him as he walked, "Have you seen that rock?"

"I see," Sun Wenqu looked in the direction of his grandfather's finger. There was a bare stone wall with no grass on the other side of the valley. "That's not called a stone..."

"Xiaochi was able to climb up from there when he was in elementary school," said grandpa with some pride, "it looks like a monkey, wild."

"He said you always take him into the mountains to play." Sun Wenqu looked at his grandfather, and his grandfather's smile was quite contagious. When he smiled, Sun Wenqu wanted to laugh along with him.

"When I was young, I took it with me into the mountains, and when I grew up, I ran into it by myself," said the grandfather with emotion. "This kid is not used to it after going to the city. He wants to come back, but when he comes back, he is reluctant to leave."

"I can understand," Sun Wenqu said, "He grew up in such a place, which is very different from the city."

"Yeah, but how can I not go, I still have to go out," Grandpa said, "Going to study and work in the city is much better than going to the countryside."

"He mainly misses you, you and grandma." Sun Wenqu stretched out his hand to tease the boy who was following him.

Grandpa laughed out loud happily, and after thinking about it, he said, "Boy, haven't you called back this time?"

"Well, I'm too busy studying." Sun Wenqu took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It has been more than half a month since Fang Chi called last time.

The news is to send a few, a photo of a small yellow flower, asking him if the flowers in the monkey pot are blooming, good night to the two, and a few more difficult questions to show off to him, and the questions are also matched. Photo.

But never called again.

Just looking at these messages, I feel that there is nothing wrong with it. A child who is struggling with the college entrance examination review, take the time to send a few messages to relax.

But when I think about it, I feel that something is not right.

Fang Chi and Liang Xiaotao walked out of the pet hospital together, carrying a half-confused Mr. Huang in the cat bag.

"Will it scratch me when it recovers when I go home?" Fang Chi was a little worried.

"Probably not." Liang Xiaotao bent down and looked into the cat bag, "Maybe it can't realize that it's dead? At most, it just ignores you?"

"That's okay," Fang Chi sighed, "It didn't even pay attention to me."

Liang Xiaotao laughed: "You are very conscious of being a shit-shoveling officer."

"Please eat something." Fang Chi looked around.

"No, let's go back quickly," Liang Xiaotao smiled, "I'll go back straight away, or please treat me to supper after the self-study at night."

"Okay." Fang Chi nodded.

Just as he was about to speak again, his cell phone rang in his pocket.

Our motherland is a garden, the flowers in the garden are so bright, the warm sun shines on us, everyone is smiling...

"Goodbye!" Liang Xiaotao waved at him, and jumped into a taxi parked by the side of the road.

Fang Chichong waved to her, and took out his mobile phone: "Hello?"

"Where are you outside?" Sun Wenqu's voice came from the receiver.

"Yeah." Fang Chi carried the cat bag into the nearby supermarket and stood at the door to shelter from the wind.

"Do you still have to study by yourself at night?" Sun asked Qu.

"Well," Fang Chi listened to his voice, feeling a little indescribable, warm and comfortable, and wanted to go over to rub a few times, but was entangled in fear, "Today... I brought Mr. Huang out and lost it by lottery."

"The lottery is over?" Sun Wenqu laughed, "Does it know?"

"Probably not yet, but looking at it now, I feel dizzy," Fang Chi smiled, "Are you... busy today?"

"It's okay," Sun Wenqu said, "Go back first, and call when you get home. Grandpa said in the morning that you haven't called for a long time, so he probably missed you."

"Well," Fang Chi suddenly felt guilty, "We are reviewing now... very busy, and I will... sleep when I go back to my self-study next night."

"I told him that you are busy and tired now." Sun Wenqu said.

"Oh," Fang Chi responded, "Then I'll call you back."

Fang Chi stopped the car on the side of the road, held the cat bag and looked out the window with a feeling of discomfort. When he got downstairs, he almost got out of the car and left without paying the driver.

Sun Wenqu wondered if he could hear anything, his nervousness and entanglement.

Didn't you hear it, Sun Wenqu's tone sounded quite normal.

Or hear it?This person has always been able to see through him at a glance, and he is still calm...

It must be, Fang Chi pressed his forehead on the back of the front seat, sighed lightly, and said nothing else, it was already obvious that he hadn't called for such a long time.

Then Sun asked him if he would be angry?

Still angry and didn't say it...

Perhaps, Sun Wenqu may not feel anything about the things he cares about.

Fang Chi entered the house, carefully carried Mr. Huang out and put it in the nest. This is a soft cat litter with a hole that can be drilled in, but Mr. Huang doesn't like to go in. Usually when he is in a good mood, he just sits in the nest. On the top, try hard to press this nest into a pie.

But now that Fang Chi put it in the nest, it was quite cooperative, and it clung to it without moving.

Fang Chi washed his hands, changed his clothes, picked up the phone, and dialed Sun Wenqu's number hesitantly.

As soon as the ring rang, the phone was picked up, and then Fang Chi heard Grandpa's voice: "Little Chi?"

"...Grandpa!" Fang Chi didn't expect his grandpa to answer the phone directly, so he smiled and shouted in surprise, "Have you learned how to answer the phone?"

"I didn't learn it. The canal opened it for me." Grandpa chuckled, "Did you give that cat away today?"

"Yes," Fang Chi said with a smile, "I just came back, have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten. The dishes I ate today are very high-end. I'll let the water channel send you a photo later," said grandpa happily. "It looks very high-end. Your grandma's fried duck is even more beautiful."

"What are you eating?" Fang Chi couldn't help touching his stomach.

"It's just ordinary dishes, but a while ago, the aqueduct made two plates for us to serve. They are beautiful." Grandpa said.

"Oh," Fang Chi smiled, feeling that Sun Wenqu liked to do something else when he was stuck at work, he pinched the four-leaf clover on the neckline, "Then I have to take a look."

After chatting with my grandparents for a while, when my grandma heard that he hadn't eaten yet, she urged him to go eat quickly.

"Understood," Fang Chi said according to his usual habit, "then you can pass the phone to the water channel."

"The canal has gone somewhere," said grandma, "it's not in the house."

"Oh, then hang up, you don't need to move, I'll just hang up here." Fang Chi hesitated after speaking, and hung up the phone.

Thinking that Sun Wenqu might call again, he took his mobile phone into the kitchen to cook noodles.

But the noodles were cooked and eaten, and Sun Wenqu didn't call.

Fang Chi sighed, drank all the noodle soup in a dull manner, and took the bowl to wash.

When I finished packing and was about to review for a while, I received a message on my phone.

He took it over and looked at it. It was sent by Sun Wenqu.

Two photos, one of two beautiful petal-shaped white plates with faint veins, and the other of grandma's fried duck and green vegetables on the plate, the green vegetables were not mushy.

-I made it when I was looking for inspiration, it’s cool.

Fang Chi smiled.

-very handsome.

- Go review, it's only been a few months, hurry up.

-Um.

-Take a picture of Mr. Huang without eggs and show me.

Fang Chi smiled and took his mobile phone to lie down in front of the cat litter, and took a long time to take two photos of Mr. Huang. Mr. Huang was still a little confused, he didn't move or pat him with his paws, but just looked at him with half-open eyes.

He sent the photo to Sun Wenqu.

- In this way, the doctor said it will take several hours to recover.

- Abandoned by the world, touch it for me, you review it.

-Um.

Fang Chi put down his phone, sat down in front of the table, was stunned for a while, then took the earphones and put them on, and lay down on the table to start doing the questions.

When is it a head.

He didn't ask how Xiao Yiming's matter was resolved. He only knew that Xiao Yiming still hadn't come home and had been staying at his aunt's house. However, his state of going to school and reviewing after school had returned to normal.

Perhaps this matter will never be resolved.

Parents can't accept it, and children can't change it.

Dead knot.

The only way to not hurt your parents, not to face your parents with such a thing, seems to be not to take that step, whether it is actively or forced.

Fang Chi forced himself not to think about these unsolvable questions, let's just let them go.

Sun Wenqu said that he has no distractions.

This is quite difficult, Fang Chi felt that he would be distracted from time to time, but fortunately he has entered the pseudo-learning of "hey, I know this question, this one should be like this" Pa state.

Although the teacher will find that there are still many mistakes when he is explaining the papers, at least he can do the questions along the way, and there is less time to think about it.

When it was time to go to bed, I fell asleep, basically falling asleep before I could recall the past.

It’s just that if he wakes up early in the morning, he will think about Sun Wenqu a little bit, how is the work going, are you still going for a run, have you continued to make dishes for your grandparents to make a set, and have you done it at night? overnight……

After the alarm clock rang in the morning, Fang Chi opened his eyes, rolled a few times on the bed, got out of bed and opened the curtains, and opened the windows to let in the air.

Now that the weather is getting warmer, the air can occasionally smell a damp earthy smell, and the new shoots on the trees outside the window have also lost their fresh green color and turned into a slightly darker green.

The phone rang beside the bed.

Fang Chi went to pick it up and looked at it. It was sent by Sun Wenqu.

The monkey pots on his window sill were arranged in a circle on the roof, with tiny white flowers in the green leaves, very small, like a grain of rice.

"The flowers are blooming," Sun Wenqu said.