flying dog

The grandma cooked the noodles, Fang Chi sat in the yard to eat, the boy sat beside him and wagged his tail, Fang Chi took a piece of chopsticks and gave it to him.

When the noodles were finished, Sun Wenqu yawned lazily and went downstairs.

"Look, didn't you sleep well?" Grandma sighed when she saw him, "Usually I don't sleep when I make you muddy, but now I chat all night, I don't want my body anymore."

Sun Wenqu froze for a moment and didn't speak.

"Little bastard, you can sleep by yourself tonight, don't keep chatting with others." Grandma Fang Chi said.

Fang Chi scratched his head: "I didn't chat all night..."

"I didn't talk much. I'm sleepy every day, and I can fall asleep when I sit down," Sun Wenqu said as he walked to the sink and squeezed toothpaste. "He mainly came here to blow on the air conditioner."

"Hot?" Grandma walked up to Fang Chi and touched his back, "Hey, I was sweating all over this morning. Why didn't you see you blowing the air conditioner last year?"

"No." Fang Chi said.

"How about... Install one for your house?" Grandma said distressedly.

"No, no need," Fang Chi quickly shook his head, "I'm not always at home, it's a waste."

"Then what do you do if it gets hot, and you go to the canal house again?" Grandma asked.

Fang Chi didn't speak, and while teasing with the kid, he answered vaguely and didn't know what it was.

Sun Wenqu turned to look at him and smiled.

After grandma walked away, Fang Chi sat down on the chair as if relieved.

"Hey." Sun Wenqu came over with a toothbrush in his mouth and kicked him on the feet.

"My grandma probably went to my room in the morning," Fang Chi whispered, "Seeing that I'm not in the room, I was scared to death."

"If you have time, let's see if you are as brave as a needle nose..." Sun Wenqu said and walked back to the pool to rinse his mouth.

"This is not an ordinary thing." Fang Chi glanced into the room, suppressing his voice, "Can I not be afraid of this?"

Sun Wenqu glanced at him, but said nothing.

Grandpa was making a shelf of beans in the backyard, and grandma called Fang Chi to help.

After Fang Chi helped his grandfather set up the shelf, he found that Sun Wenqu was no longer in the room, and the boy was nowhere to be seen.

"I took the kid for a run," said grandma. "He's pretty persistent. He runs in the morning all the time, and it's not a morning run. Sometimes he runs in the afternoon when he wakes up. It should be called to get up and run."

"Oh." Fang Chi smiled.

Sun Wenqu is such a lazy person who can still insist on running every day. It is very rare. He has been exercising systematically for a long time.

It's just... Sun Wenqu didn't call him when he went for a run.

Angry?

Fang Chi squatted in the yard, was it because of his attitude just now?Surprised and cautious?

What should I do if I am angry?

He really didn't think about it. Sun Wenqu didn't have a good temper when he said it, especially when they first met, but he didn't seem to be really angry.

Do you want to apologize?

Or an explanation?

Or just coax?

After staring blankly at the ground for 10 minutes in the yard, Fang Chi got up and went back to the house, took his hat, put it on, and ran out the door.

"Where are you going?" Grandma asked.

"Run." Fang Chi said.

"Go ahead and bring two fish when you come back," whispered Grandma, "don't say I told you to go."

Fang Chi looked back at grandma, and responded with a smile.

Fang Chi couldn't figure out what Sun Wenqu's running route was like now, but he should be running along the easy path, and the cool path, after all, he is a delicate person.

Fang Chi ran directly to the woods. The woods were cool, and there was a creek ahead. When he came back during the Chinese New Year, he found Sun Wenqu there.

Within 5 minutes of running into the woods, Fang Chi saw the kid shitting on a tree in front of him.

He raised his index finger at the kid to stop him from barking, and then ran over.

Sun Wenqu was indeed by the stream.

But he was neither running nor resting. When Fang Chi saw him, he was standing in an open space by the stream...not standing, he was moving.

Fang Chi knew what he was doing just by watching one movement.

Grandparents practice every day.

Baduanjin.

Sun Wenqu actually played Baduanjin by the stream?

Fang Chi stood still, a little wanting to laugh, but also feeling amazing.

It felt like the first time I saw Sun Wenqu play the erhu.

But after a few glances, he didn't want to laugh any more. Sun Wenqu's movements were not casual, they were quite standard. To be honest, he was much more beautiful than his grandparents, stretched and relaxed.

Fang Chi leaned against the tree and stared at Sun Wenqu.

The boy sat down beside his lap and looked at it seriously together.

Sun Wenqu didn't notice anyone behind him, and didn't see him standing under the tree until he turned around.

"When did you come?" Sun Wenqu raised his eyebrows.

"Didn't it scare you?" Fang Chi walked over.

"Scared." Sun Wenqu said.

"Then why are you so calm?" Fang Chi looked at him.

"In theory, it should be a shock," Sun Wenqu raised his head and stretched his neck, "but I'm too lazy to jump..."

Fang Chi laughed, laughed for a while, then scratched his head in embarrassment: "Why...you didn't call me when you came out."

"I see you are helping grandpa put on airs." Sun Wenqu put his hand on his shoulder, and hooked his fingers around his neck.

"Are you..." Fang Chi grabbed his hand, "Are you angry?"

"Why are you angry?" Sun Wenqu glanced at him.

"Well, I seem to be too nervous," Fang Chi sighed softly, "Are you angry?"

"No," Sun Wenqu pinched his fingertips, "It's all like this, kid."

"Both?" Fang Chi raised his head, "Have you ever lived like this?"

"I've never been nervous in my life except when I wanted to show my dad the pottery I made." Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue.

"Then who else is there?" Fang Chi asked.

"I'm not the only kid who knows you." Sun Wenqu sat down on a big rock next to him and stretched his legs.

"Who else?" Fang Chi followed and stood beside him, "You... ex-boyfriend?"

Sun Wenqu smiled, looked up at him and said nothing.

"How old is your ex-boyfriend?" Fang Chi asked in a dull voice.

"Which one are you asking?" Sun asked Qu.

"How many are there?" Fang Chi's voice raised a lot.

The kid was so frightened by his voice that he turned his head and ran away several steps. Sun Wenqu leaned against the rock and couldn't stop laughing.

"Forget it, don't ask," Fang Chi finished shouting and felt a little embarrassed, and sat next to him, "It's normal for an old man to have a complicated love history."

Sun Wenqu laughed so hard that he coughed, sat up and hugged him from behind: "Hey, Fang Xiaochi."

"Huh?" Fang Chi tilted his head.

"Do you mind this?" Sun Wenqu put his hands in front of him and stroked lightly on his chest.

"Actually, I don't mind." Fang Chi thought for a while, "I can't mind this. If I really mind this, I can only find a younger child."

"Then you just did that?" Sun asked him with a smile.

"What's wrong with me?" Fang Chi rubbed his nose, "I'll just ask, just ask. It's okay if you don't tell me, anyway, you are with me now."

"I like to hear that," Sun Wenqu kissed him on the neck, "Actually, there's nothing you can't say."

Fang Chi turned to look at him.

"There aren't many ex-boyfriends, maybe two or three." Sun Wenqu leaned back on the stone, resting his arms on his head. "It's not that long. One or two years is a long time. I'm alone most of the time."

"Why?" Fang Chi asked.

"It's tiring to fall in love." Sun Wenqu said.

"Are you too lazy to talk about love?" Fang Chi sighed.

Sun Wenqu squinted his eyes and smiled: "You are quite cute."

"I don't want to know about other people either," Fang Chi said, "I just want to know about that little ex-boyfriend, why did you break up with him?"

"I didn't break up with him," Sun Wenqu raised his head, "He did it with me, and there's no reason for it. The road ahead is long with no end in sight and no light. I feel that I can't handle it and leave early. There are many."

Fang Chi was silent.

"It happened many years ago," Sun Wenqu looked at him. "At that time, I told Liangzi that children should not be touched. They are too unpredictable. They may run away at any time."

"Then why," Fang Chi patted the dust off his pants, "Follow me again..."

"I can't say why." Sun Wenqu picked up a small stone from the ground and threw it, "But you are different."

"Huh?" Fang Chi immediately turned to look at him.

"When you came to borrow money from Fang Ying," Sun Wenqu smiled, "I thought, hey, this kid is quite capable of doing things, he can climb walls, remove windows, and still do things, so he was dazed. Yes, not bad."

"Crossing the wall and tearing down the windows can be discussed together?" Fang Chi sighed.

"No." Sun Wenqu said with a smile.

Fang Chi looked at him and said nothing, and it took a long time before he said: "I won't do that, I mean... I won't... ran away suddenly, I said I like you, I just thought about it Said."

"I know." Sun Wenqu said.

"I won't run away." Fang Chi said again.

"Yeah." Sun Wenqu looked at him and nodded.

Fang Chi didn't seem to know what to say, he was silent for a while before speaking again: "Then are you angry today?"

"No." Sun Wenqu said,

"Where did you learn Baduanjin?" Fang Chi asked again.

Sun Wenqu was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Li Bowen learned it from his father. Uncle Li likes it just like my father. He likes music, chess, calligraphy, flowers, birds, fish and insects. If his son doesn't play with him, he will come to me."

"No wonder he teased you so much." Fang Chi clicked his tongue.

"He's so pissed off," Sun Wenqu smiled happily, "I'm too busy right now, or I'd have to hang out at his house."

"You are a child." Fang Chi bowed his head and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Sun Wenqu's running distance is not long. Basically, he runs to the creek, moves around, and then runs back to the village from the other side of the forest in a circle.

Fang Chi ran around with him, staring at his feet.

"I run this road every day, and I won't twist my feet anymore. Don't stare at me," Sun Wenqu said, "I'm almost letting you stare at Shunguai."

Fang Chi laughed twice.

"Is your classmate coming soon?" Sun Wenqu took out his phone to check the time.

"Well, it's almost there," Fang Chi nodded, "We'll go to old man Jiang's house later, and my grandma told me to get two fish."

"Are they eating at home at noon?" Sun Wenqu asked.

"It should be. They want to barbecue. It's too hot at noon and they can't go there. They can only go in the afternoon and evening." After Fang Chi finished speaking, he turned his head and asked, "Do you not want to come down to eat at noon?"

"So you know me so well," Sun Wenqu picked up a stone and threw it forward, the boy shouted and chased him out, "I ate it in the house, I will finish the picture today, and Uncle Liangzi will give it to me in two days Here comes the soil, I have to start making pottery."

"Oh." Fang Chi nodded.

Xu Zhou and his group arrived after eleven o'clock, and Fang Chi was standing at the intersection. When the bus came, several heads stuck out the window and smiled at him.

"The people in the car made you so noisy." Fang Chi said.

"We were so noisy, three chickens, one duck and two children, they never shut up all the way," Xu Zhou said cheerfully, and then patted him on the shoulder again, "We're coming!"

"...Welcome." Fang Chi said, looked back, and saw Xiao Yiming who was at the end of the group.

He was a little surprised to find that Xiao Yiming's face had become thinner after just two days of absence, and he looked not energetic.

"Hey Fangchi," Liang Xiaotao shouted at him with beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, "Is your grandfather's house big enough? Are we looking for a hotel?"

"There is no hotel," Fang Chi led them to the entrance of the village, then turned his head and counted them. There were seven people in total.

"Is there an air conditioner in the room?" Lin Wei asked while fanning with a small fan.

"No." Fang Chi glanced at her. He was quite annoying to Lin Wei, but Lin Wei still hangs out with them all the time.

"It's too hot without an air conditioner." Lin Wei pouted.

"Then you stand here." Fang Chi said.

"Why?" Lin Wei asked.

"There will be a shuttle bus in an hour, and it will take you back for six yuan." Fang Chi said.

"Hey!" Lin Wei shouted, "Fang Chi, you are so annoying!"

"It won't get too hot without an air conditioner," Liang Xiaotao said. "It's so cool in the mountains. I think a small electric fan will do the trick."

When Fang Chi returned home with these excited classmates who seemed to have just been released from prison and regained a new life, his grandfather was already cooking in the kitchen.

Grandma has already packed his house out and everyone's bags are thrown in.

"I'm hungry, I just walked past the kitchen and it smells so good." Someone said.

Several people ran downstairs immediately, and grandparents squeezed into the kitchen screaming.

When Fang Chi walked past Sun Wenqu's room, he stopped and knocked on the door, and Sun Wenqu answered inside: "It's not locked."

He pushed the door open and poked his head in: "Hey."

"Huh?" Sun asked Qu, who was sitting at the table and looked back at him.

"Come here." Fang Chi said.

Sun Wenqu put down his pen and walked over: "What's wrong?"

"Kiss." Fang Chi leaned over and quickly kissed him hard on the mouth.

When he was about to close the door and go downstairs, he turned his head and entered the room again, closed the door and pushed Sun Wenqu to the wall with his arms around him, kissed him again, and stirred it hard in his mouth a few times before letting go.

"Suffocate you," Sun Wenqu wiped his mouth, "Go down with a gun and meet your classmates."

"It will be fine in a while." Fang Chi laughed, jumped on the spot, turned around and ran out and downstairs.

Sun Wenqu went to close the door, went to the window and looked down.

There were several boys and two little girls standing in the yard, laughing and fussing about helping with the cooking, while the boy was running around excitedly beside them.

Fang Chi took the large table top to the yard and put it on the shelf, and a group of people started to come in and out to get chairs and bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen.

Quite noisy.

Sun Wen clicked his tongue.

This kind of fuss only belongs to this age group, no matter how young or old it is, it doesn't feel like this. It is only at the age of eighteen or nineteen that there will be this kind of fuss that is obviously full of vitality and full of annoying.

In contrast, Fang Chi is much more mature than these children. When he was with him, Fang Chi talked a lot, but when he was with these peers, he didn't talk much.

Generation gap?

Sun Wenqu smiled.

But talk less, there is also a person who has not made a sound since entering the door, always standing on the side, teasing the kid from time to time, most of the time he is just in a daze with a coping smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's Xiao Yiming.

Sun Wenqu looked at him, this boy probably had a hard time these days, Sun Wenqu didn't expect him to come, and probably had nowhere to go, so he came to relax.

Sun Wenqu drew the curtains, sat back at the table, and spread out the piles of drawings to look at one by one. It is really hard to say what influence Xiao Yiming will have on Fang Chi.

But he didn't intend to give Fang Chi any advice on this matter, every thought and every decision had to be made by himself.

Fang Chi stood in the kitchen. Before the dishes were out of the pot, he took out a couple of chopsticks and put them in a small bowl. However, Sun Wenqu had a picky mouth and ate little. He picked up a few ribs and a few pieces of braised pork. Add some green vegetables, it feels almost the same, grandma served another bowl of soup.

After finishing all the meals, Fang Chi carried them into the house while everyone was not paying attention.

As soon as he entered the room, he met Xiao Yiming coming out with a glass of water, and almost bumped into him.

"You..." Xiao Yiming was stunned when he saw the tray in his hand.

"It's for my friend," Fang Chi smiled, "He's too busy to eat."

"Oh." Xiao Yiming nodded, took the cup and went out.

Sun Wenqu was drawing a picture, and Fang Chi put all the food on the small table: "Do you drink? They bought drinks. If you want to drink, I will bring you a bottle."

"Don't drink," Sun Wenqu turned his chair around and smelled the vegetables, "It's really delicious."

"I wanted to get you some fish," Fang Chi kissed him on the face again, "but, today's fish is fried whole..."

"It's okay." Sun Wenqu touched his face, "If you want to eat it for a few days, let grandpa cook it. Today I am more interested in braised pork."

"Then I'm going down?" Fang Chi looked at him, not wanting to leave.

"En." Sun Wenqu responded.

"Do you want me to eat a few bites with you?" Fang Chi asked again.

"Just a few bites in total," Sun Wenqu leaned back on the chair and smiled, "Do you want to eat some more mushrooms after eating a few bites?"

"I'm going down." Fang Chi clicked his tongue, tugged his pants, turned and went out.

Lunch was very lively, mainly talking and laughing, the function of eating and eating vegetables is probably to rest the mouth at the moment.

Now that the exam has just passed and two days of rest, now is the craziest stage. After a while, the day of scoring is getting closer and closer, and this kind of energy will slowly be replaced by nervousness.

After eating, helping grandparents to clean up the table, several people shouted to go to the river to play for a while.

"Swimming or something," Xu Zhou said, "Have you brought all your swimming trunks and swimsuits?"

"Bring it with you!" A group of people ran upstairs to look through the clothes again.

Boys and girls changed into swimsuits and trunks in two groups, and ran from the backyard to the river like a joy.

Fang Chi didn't plan to swim, and walked slowly. He didn't have such a high enthusiasm for swimming. If he wanted to swim in the river, he could go anytime.

Xiao Yiming didn't change his clothes, and walked slowly towards the river with him.

"What's the situation in your family now?" Fang Chi asked.

"That's it," Xiao Yiming looked down at the ground, and seemed unwilling to say more, "They won't let go, and I don't know how to compromise."

"Then the summer vacation is over? Going to school?" Fang Chi frowned, "Don't you care about the tuition?"

"I don't know," Xiao Yiming sighed, "I saved some money myself, enough for one school year, if I really can't do part-time jobs, I'll learn from you."

Fang Chi didn't speak, feeling a little bored.

"That friend of yours," Xiao Yiming changed the subject, "Is he here to gather folk tales?"

"Huh?" Fang Chi was taken aback, "Caifeng?"

"Yeah, I've lived here for a long time." Xiao Yiming smiled, "Usually, if you stay in the mountains for such a long time, isn't it all about collecting folk songs?"

"Oh," Fang Chi smiled, "Well, he's a Taoist, looking for inspiration."

"Do you want to be pottery?" Xiao Yiming glanced at him, his eyes fell on the four-leaf clover hanging around his neck, and he asked hesitantly, "This...is he the one who made it?"

"Ah," Fang Chi touched the four-leaf clover, "yes."

"I've known you for so long," Xiao Yiming looked at him. "It's the first time I've seen you wear something around your neck for such a long time. Didn't your dad buy you the jade before wearing it for a few days before taking it off?" I don't like hanging things around my neck."

Fang Chi held the four-leaf clover in his hand and said nothing.

That's right, he really said that, and he really doesn't like wearing things around his neck.

But this four-leaf clover, for such a long time, he didn't even take a bath.