flying dog

"Evening?" Sun Wenqu was taken aback, "Aren't you tired?"

"Not too tired," Fang Chi rubbed his nose and frowned, "I just want to... chat."

"Okay." Sun Wenqu nodded without further words.

This "conflict" between Xiao Yiming and his family does not seem to be a little bit, nor is it a general conflict. This conflict can directly affect Fang Chi's mood.

The car drove all the way to the backyard, Fang Chi didn't speak anymore, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Grandpa and grandma didn't know that they were coming back at this time, and they were packing up and getting ready to go to bed.

The boy in the front yard probably heard the movement behind, or he just smelled it, so he rushed out screaming all the way.

"Who is it!" Grandpa copied the hoe and followed.

"Me, me, me, me," Fang Chi shouted in succession, "Grandpa! It's me! Me and the canal!"

"Xiao Chi?" Grandpa turned on the light in the backyard, the surprised expression on his face hadn't subsided, and the smile had already appeared, "Oh, why are you two coming back at this time!"

"What?" Grandma ran over, "The little bastard is back?"

"He couldn't wait any longer," Sun Wenqu locked the car, "he was urging to come back, and drove back as soon as he left the examination room."

Grandpa and grandma probably wanted Fang Chi too. When they saw Fang Chi come back, they couldn't sleep anymore and were busy trying to find food for them.

"I definitely haven't eaten!" Grandma said and walked to the kitchen.

"Eat it, really," Fang Chi hugged the kid, and said with a smile, "Eat it before returning."

"I was hungry after driving all the way back," said grandma, "it was driven by the aqueduct. If you are not hungry, others will be hungry."

"I'm not hungry." Sun Wenqu put the cat bag on the table, and the kid immediately moved over, leaning on the edge of the table with his front paws and looking in, Mr. Huang made a haha ​​sound inside.

"You must be hungry!" Grandma said emphatically, and went to the kitchen.

Grandpa didn't have much experience with the college entrance examination, and he didn't share their children's college entrance examination experience with the villagers. He knew that it was a difficult exam, so he asked Fang Chi to ask.

Although he felt that Fang Chi could do well in the college entrance examination, his grandfather still smiled happily when he heard Fang Chi say that he felt that he did well in the exam.

"Then you're going to college? Have you been notified?" Grandpa asked.

"Not yet, you have to check your grades first, then fill in your volunteers, and you will be notified when you are admitted." Fang Chi explained to him with a smile.

"How do I fill out the application? Can I fill it out wherever I want?" Grandpa asked again.

"No, I can't tell you that, anyway, I'll just look at it." Fang Chi scratched his head, "I haven't thought about it."

"Let the canal think about it for you," said Grandpa. "He knows a lot."

"I haven't filled it out either, I just graduated from high school," Sun Wenqu smiled, "Not as good as him."

"Really?" Grandpa was surprised, looking at Fang Chi, "Then you are more patient than the canal?"

"Yes." Sun asked him and nodded.

"You're almost there," Fang Chi felt a little embarrassed by Sun Wenqu's serious look, and lowered his head to take the boy to the kitchen, "Grandma, order some dumplings!"

Grandma cooked dumplings, and Sun Wenqu ate two or three. Fang Chi seemed to consume a lot of mental work during this period. Although he had something on his mind, he still buried himself in eating twenty or thirty dumplings before stopping.

"I'm full," he rubbed his stomach, "I haven't eaten so much for a long time."

"Let you eat some good Bubu, haven't you eaten?" Grandma touched his face with some distress, "It's so thin that only bones are left."

"Exaggeration," Fang Chi laughed, "Where can I find such meaty bones, I just feel that eating at home is very refreshing."

"Then come back and eat more this time!" Grandma patted him.

After eating the dumplings, grandparents went to bed. Sun Wenqu opened the cat bag at this moment, and when he took out Mr. Huang, he was startled: "Oh my mother! Why are you so fat?"

Big Fat Mr. Huang hugged his wrist and meowed loudly.

"It is said that after eunuchs, they will be fatter, and they can eat more than before." Fang Chi was a little confused about turning Mr. Huang from a handsome boy into a fat eunuch. "It was already fat when I found out."

"Oh my god," Sun Wenqu lifted Mr. Huang up and looked at him. He was so happy that he hugged Mr. Huang and sent him to the kid. The kid was so frightened that his ears pinched and he took a few steps back. The aura of domineering!"

"What should I do?" Fang Chi looked at Mr. Huang with some concern, "I'm afraid it will be high..."

"Just give it to me, and I'll lose weight for it." Sun Wenqu said.

"Lend it to you." Fang Chi glanced at him.

"Stingy." Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue twice, and went upstairs with Mr. Huang in his arms.

Fang Chi went into the house to tidy up, first checked whether there were any traces of Fang Hui left in the closet, then pressed his nose on the bed and smelled it, probably it was just changed by grandma two days ago, the sheets and pillows smelled delicious The smell of the sun.

Xiao Yiming said that this smell is also called "the smell of mites exploding corpses".

Thinking of Xiao Yiming, he frowned again, took out his phone and sent Xiao Yiming a message.

- are you staying?I've been at grandpa's house for the past few days, so you stay here first.

- Well, it's live, thanks.

Fang Chi wanted to ask him what was going on, but in the end he put the phone back in his pocket. He never thought that Xiao Yiming's parents would not let go during the college entrance examination, so he must be so angry.

My heart was so stuffy.

The boy's happy chirping came from the roof outside the door, and Fang Chi knew that Sun Wenqu was on the roof.

He opened the door and went out, turned on the light on the roof, and turned on the small electric fan next to it. It was quite cool in the countryside at night, and the electric fan was mainly used to blow mosquitoes.

The two groups of small flower pots that were previously placed on the windowsill are now placed on the edge of the roof, growing lushly in a circle. The flowers are gone, but the leaves are very plump, looking like green pompoms. of.

"This thing looks beautiful when it grows up," Fang Chi sat down on the chair, "it can even grow into a round shape."

"This IQ." Sun Wenqu took a kettle and was boiling water to make tea. "This is what your father spent several days carefully pruning."

"Ah?" Fang Chi went over and picked up a pot to look at, "You really know everything."

"An individual can do it." Sun Wenqu said.

Fang Chi looked at him and smiled.

After a while of silence, Sun Wenqu poured himself a cup of tea, and while teasing the boy with his feet, he looked at him: "That good friend of yours is called Xiao Yiming, right?"

Fang Chi glanced at him, nodded: "Yeah."

"What happened to him?" Sun Wenqu asked again.

"That's right..." Fang Chi's voice was very low, he hesitated for a long time before he said softly, "That's right, he is...he's just like you..."

Sun Wenqu looked at him and said nothing.

"Follow me..." Fang Chi patted his leg, and the kid ran over immediately, with his front paws on his leg, "It's the same with me."

"Huh?" Sun Wenqu responded, lowering his voice, "Has his family found out?"

Fang Chi nodded.

Sun Wenqu didn't speak anymore, Fang Chi rubbed the boy's head back and forth, and after a while he spoke again: "I know it's been a long time, but you came to see what happened to me last time."

"Yeah." Sun Wenqu took a sip of tea.

"I don't know how, he seemed to be arguing with his mother," Fang Chi pinched the kid's ears and rubbed them, "he was kicked out, and then he stayed with his aunt all the time. Tell him to go eat with him..."

"He said his parents came to pick him up?" Sun Wenqu asked.

"Actually, he didn't come, he lied to me," Fang Chi looked up at him, "He lives with me now, he has no place to go."

"Is that so." Sun Wenqu frowned, leaning back in the chair and rocking slightly.

"That's it," Fang Chi dragged the chair to his side, and said in a low voice, "I'm quite uncomfortable, this matter."

"I know," Sun Wenqu turned his head to look at him, "Thinking of myself?"

"Almost," Fang Chi rested his elbows on the armrest of the chair, rubbing his forehead lightly, "I... have always been afraid of this, you know... my family is like this, I'm really... scared."

Sun Wenqu sighed and said nothing.

"Can you tell me," Fang Chi looked at him, "You...how did you..."

"It's not difficult for me to speak up," Sun Wenqu smiled, "I don't have a good relationship with my dad, and I didn't think about anything else when I said it. He got angry and beat me, and I... didn't feel anything."

Fang Chi bit the corner of his mouth.

Sun Wenqu has never experienced Fang Chi's entangled feeling of fear and worry. He is not very close to his parents on the cloud, and he has been fighting with his father since he was a little older. He doesn't seem to have the feeling of parents.

But he could imagine that if his parents and family were like Fang Chi's family, especially his grandparents, he would also have this kind of entanglement.

It's just that he can't give advice on this matter, and he can't comfort him.

He could only look at Fang Chi silently.

I feel a little distressed.

"I've always been reluctant to think about this," Fang Chi casually took Sun Wenqu's cup and took a sip of tea, "I just think that one day I'm going to die soon, so let's talk about it, so it's been like this before."

Sun Wenqu poured some more tea into the cup.

"You've had a girlfriend, right?" Fang Chi paused for a while, "Just Fang Ying, is it a girlfriend?"

"It's all nonsense, but according to the standards at that time, it must be considered fashionable to have a girlfriend. Fang Ying is quite beautiful," Sun Wenqu smiled, "It disappeared later."

"Why?" Fang Chi asked quickly.

"For no reason, I found out that I still like men," Sun Wenqu said, "It's not something that you can go left if you want to, or go right if you want to go right."

Fang Chi stared at the small flowerpot by the roof for a while, then sighed: "Yes."

Sun Wenqu stood up and scratched him on the shoulder: "I'm not dying yet, so don't think about it if you don't want to, it's finally over, relax, and forget about everything else."

Fang Chi didn't speak.

Sun Wenqu walked to the edge of the roof and leaned against the railing, stood for a while, then jumped lightly, sat on the railing, and looked up at the sky.

The night sky in the countryside is always beautiful, the stars and the moon are so clear that they can be melted in by jumping up.

"Do you want to eat chocolate? Or sesame paste?" Fang Chi sat blankly for a while, stood up and asked, then hesitated after thinking about it, "It's a hot day, will you get angry?"

"Let's just fire it up, or chocolate. Sesame seeds are not ready-made, and your grandpa didn't fry them." Sun Wenqu said.

"Yeah." Fang Chi turned and walked towards the bedroom door.

After walking a few steps, he stopped when his hand touched the door, turned around and walked back, and stood in front of Sun Wenqu.

Sun Wenqu still sat on the railing with his head up, and he also looked up at the sky: "They are all constellations that I know, I know them all."

"The skills of wild dogs are also quite good." Sun Wenqu said with a smile.

"I'm not..." Fang Chi said softly suddenly, "I can't say that I'm not dying yet."

Sun Wenqu paused, then looked down at him: "Huh?"

Fang Chi didn't speak. After a while, he put his arm around Sun Wenqu's waist, and turned his face to Sun Wenqu's chest.

Sun Wenqu froze for a moment, then raised his hand to scratch his hair.

Fang Chi's action was beyond his expectation. What happened to Xiao Yiming was a big blow to him, and it also deepened his fear of the situations he would face one day.

Sun Wenqu felt that with Fang Chi's personality, he should be suppressed and continue to remain silent.

Now this sudden hug immediately made him feel an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if he felt Fang Chi's struggle more clearly.

When he was thinking about what to say, or trying to sort out Fang Chi's state, Fang Chi suddenly said: "Your heartbeat is not very normal, is it a little fast, lack of exercise."

"...Aren't you talking nonsense," Sun Wenqu said, "I want to hug you like this, maybe you can burp your little heart out."

Fang Chi was overjoyed, hugged him and laughed for a long time without stopping, trembling so much that he shook with him.

"Are you okay?" Sun asked, patting him on the back.

"It's okay." Fang Chi let go of him, rubbing his nose, "I was just thinking... If I just do that... Is it too... Forget it, I don't know."

Fang Chi turned and walked towards his own room.

"It's nothing," Sun Wenqu said behind him, "There are some things that are okay or not, and death is still far away from you, so far away that you don't need to think about it now, people can't always live on their own, It will be perverted, and when the day comes, you will know how to do it."

"You're a pervert." Fang Chi said.

"Add more chopped walnuts to the perverted chocolate." Sun Wenqu smiled.

"...En." Fang Chi responded.

Fang Chi brought back all the chocolates he hadn't eaten before, but there were no broken walnuts, only broken peanuts. He felt that Sun Wenqu couldn't tell the difference.

He wasn't quite sure what Sun Wenqu meant, but this person saw him clearly. Maybe he didn't explain clearly, but Sun Wenqu had already understood.

He had never really liked anyone before, and from the day he felt that he would always be attracted to men, he carefully suppressed himself in fear and entanglement.

Don't dare to think too much, dare not mention it to anyone.

Even Xiao Yiming, even if he already knew that his kind was by his side.

He was still terrified.

The more you want to look like a "normal" person, the more you will find yourself "abnormal."

This feeling enveloped him like a shadow, making him breathless and unable to see his way clearly.

Until I met Sun Wenqu.

This man he hated before he even met him.

From annoying to not too annoying to the fact that this person is quite interesting, all those inadvertently revealed little by little, gradually gathered, and became a sometimes naive, sometimes mature, sometimes convulsive, sometimes talented, three-dimensional, Sun Wenqu was full of attraction to him.

Fang Chi admits that he is attracted to Sun Wenqu, and it’s not just attracted. He likes to watch him, he likes to watch him play the piano, he likes to watch him make pottery, he likes to watch him give lectures to himself, and he likes to watch his casual selfies... …

like him.

Yes.

But he has always felt that if he likes someone, he should like it frankly, no, frankly, it's boring to hide it, I'm sorry for that liking.

Yes, he wasn't dead yet.

Now no one is forcing him to have a girlfriend or get married. He still has many years to live undisturbed, he can be careful behind his family's back, like someone, like Sun Wenqu.

Maybe that's what Sun Wenqu said.

Fang Chi sighed softly, slowly crushed the peanuts, and sprinkled them into the chocolate. He didn't know if he could just live like this frankly...

Moreover, Sun asked him what he was thinking?

The snake eggs have become spirits, what the old snake spirit is thinking, a wild dog with little knowledge like him really can't figure it out.

Fang Chi poured the chocolate into the bowl, and while he was holding the spoon, the kid ran in with a whimper.

"Did you come to remind me?" Fang Chi patted the boy's head, went to the yard to wash his face, and tossed the pot of chocolates in his cat's kitchen, sweating all over.

When he returned to the rooftop with the chocolate, Sun Wenqu was beating mosquitoes. After he came back, he changed into a pair of big underpants, and now they slapped his legs.

"I'll bring you some mosquito repellent." Fang Chi put the chocolate on the table.

"It's useless," Sun Wenqu said while patting, "No amount of mosquito repellent can stop my temptation to mosquitoes."

"You used to use those very expensive and special cattle, and they must be imported?" Fang Chi asked.

Sun Wenqu glanced at him happily: "That's right, we dudes all use high-end products."

"It's the mosquitoes from the Chinese countryside that are biting you now," Fang Chi turned and went into his room, opened the drawer and turned over the side, "You have to use the mosquito repellent from the Chinese countryside. My grandma prepared it for me as soon as summer came."

Fang Chi took a small glass bottle filled with light yellow liquid and put it in his hand: "Use this, just wipe it on."

"What is this?" Sun Wenqu looked at it, "Three non-products?"

"Smell." Fang Chi said.

Sun Wenqu opened the bottle cap and smelled it: "It's quite fragrant, like traditional Chinese medicine."

"Well, it's boiled water from herbs or something. My grandma made it." Fang Chi took the bottle and poured some into his hands, rubbing his arms and legs. "That's it, the mosquitoes basically escaped."

"I'll give it a try." Sun Wenqu also took some and rubbed it on his legs, and then began to eat chocolate.

"You're not too hot," Fang Chi sat across from him, stretched his legs to let the fan blow, and smiled after thinking about it, "But my grandparents are not afraid of the heat, I'm too young."

"I'm calm," Sun Wenqu took a spoonful of chocolate, stopped after taking a bite, and looked at him, "Are you fooling me with crushed peanuts?"

"Huh?" Fang Chi laughed, "Can you eat it?"

"Nonsense, is our dude's mouth so easy to fool?" Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue, "But it's also delicious, acceptable."

"There are no more walnuts, so I got peanuts for you." Fang Chi said.

"Crushed one by one?" Sun Wenqu asked again after taking a bite.

"Well, otherwise, do you think there are ready-made walnuts? I used to crush walnuts for you when I ran out of crushed walnuts." Fang Chi said.

Sun Wenqu glanced at him, but said nothing.

After slowly finishing the bowl of chocolates, he leaned back on the chair and shook slightly: "Tomorrow."

"Huh?" Fang Chi looked at him.

"I'll make you something to eat tomorrow," Sun Wenqu said.

"You? You cook for me?" Fang Chi looked at him in surprise, "Didn't you do the housekeeping? If you don't have housekeeping, you can order takeaway."

"Where do you get so much nonsense? When I say I'll make you something to eat, just say it's true, it's great, I'm looking forward to it." Sun Wenqu squinted at him, "But I haven't played these games for a long time. gone."

"It's really great, I'm looking forward to it," Fang Chi said in a calm tone, and then asked again, "What do you want to eat?"

"I can make this kind of food, but it's very delicious." Sun Wenqu said.

"I see." Fang Chi nodded.

"Got it?" Sun Wenqu asked with a smile, "What is it?"

"Generally speaking, if one person says it, I will cook a dish from childhood to adulthood, which is very delicious," Fang Chi said, "This dish is basically scrambled eggs with tomatoes."