flying dog

In the evening, this group of people continued to barbecue again, like clockwork, and each of them made a fuss until midnight before they took a rest.

When Fang Chi finished packing and went upstairs, Sun Wenqu was already asleep. This time he was really asleep. Fang Chi could hear his gentle breathing.

There was a stack of papers on the table. Fang Chi picked them up and looked at them. They were design drawings numbered by date. There were bottles, pots, cups and plates. There were quite a few of them. Drawn in groups.

Sun Wenqu drew the pictures very carefully. Although Fang Chi couldn't understand what was going to be shown inside, he still thought it was very beautiful. Even the group of two irregularly shaped bottles that looked awkwardly side by side He also felt that it was pleasing to the eye after a long time.

Sun Wenqu was wrapped in a thin quilt and slept soundly, probably because he worked too hard today, Fang Chi checked the temperature of the air conditioner, it was 20 degrees.

He took the remote control and quietly turned it up a few degrees. At this temperature, Sun Wenqu was about to have his towel robbed in the middle of the night, and he probably woke up from the cold.

When going to bed, the bed shook a few times, Sun Wenqu frowned and snorted softly.

Fang Chi quickly turned off the light, lay down and hugged him, and touched his arm a few times.

Sun Wenqu continued to sleep, Fang Chi thought it was very interesting, like coaxing a child, he patted it lightly a few more times, leaned over and kissed Sun Wenqu on the face, and then closed his eyes.

After walking into the mountains for a day, Fang Chi was also very tired at night. He closed his eyes and fell asleep without even thinking about it before going to bed. He didn't dream all night.

It was already eight o'clock when he woke up in the morning, and he found that the air conditioner had been adjusted to 20 degrees again, and his towel was covered with Sun Wenqu's quilt, which was quite warm.

Sun Wenqu was no longer on the bed, he sat up and rubbed his eyes, and heard Liang Xiaotao downstairs laughing at the boy.

When he got out of bed, he saw a note with writing on it next to the pillow, which was written by Sun Wenqu.

- I went for a run.

Fang Chi smiled. A snake insists on running every day, but a wild dog always sleeps until eight or nine o'clock.

The students in the class were going back to the city today. When he went downstairs, grandma had already made dumplings for them, and they were eating lively.

"Hey Fang Chi, your dumplings are so delicious." Xu Zhou shouted when he saw him come down.

"You tell my grandma," Fang Chi smiled, "she will pack it for you as soon as she hears it."

"Really?" Xu Zhou turned around and walked to the kitchen with the bowl in his hand, "Grandma—the dumplings are so delicious——"

"Then eat more," said grandma in the kitchen. "There are so many. Grandma will pack some for you later and take you home."

All the people in the yard were having fun.

After Fang Chi washed up, he sat next to Xiao Yiming, who was eating dumplings in silence with his head bowed.

"Should I stay with me when I go back?" Fang Chi asked.

"Well," Xiao Yiming nodded, "I contacted my cousin, and I will go to his place in two days."

"Cousin? Which cousin," Fang Chi thought for a while, "is it the one who opened a store in Computer City?"

"Yes, I told him that I would go to his place to work during the summer vacation," Xiao Yiming said, "I went there as soon as I got the point, so let's go earlier now. When are you going back to the city?"

"Come back after checking the score," Fang Chi said, "Sun Wenqu checked the majors for me. After I got the score, I have to ask Lao Li again about filling in the application. How about the two of us go ask it together? , you can’t discuss it with your family now.”

"Well," Xiao Yiming nodded, "I'm a little nervous when it comes to score checking."

"You are a top student, why are you nervous?" Fang Chi smiled, "Call me if you have anything to do in the past two days, and tell me if you don't have enough money. I still have some on hand. When I go back to the city, I I still need to find Fang Ying, she still holds me [-]."

"... Mmm." Xiao Yiming took a bite of the dumpling.

After sending everyone into the car, it was past ten o'clock. Fang Chi took the boy and ran all the way to the village. While running, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Sun Wenqu's number.

"Are you done?" Sun asked Qu and answered the phone.

"Well," Fang Chi said, "Have you finished your run yet?"

"The run is over," Sun Wenqu said, "I came out after seven o'clock, and I will become a fairy before I finish the run."

"You went back?" Fang Chi slowed down.

"No," Sun Wenqu said, "it's still by the water."

"Don't go back, don't go back, don't go back," Fang Chi accelerated his running speed again, "Wait for me to find you."

Sun Wenqu smiled: "Understood, I was just waiting for you, or I would have gone back early."

When Fang Chi ran to the stream, Sun Wenqu was still at the place where he played Baduanjin that day, sitting on a rock with a sketchbook and a pen in hand.

"I'm here, I'm here..." Fang Chi ran towards him.

The kid followed suit and yelled a few times.

"I didn't go, I didn't go." Sun Wenqu turned his head and smiled at him.

Fang Chi jumped on the rock and knelt behind him, hugged him tightly, buried his face in his shoulder, and kissed him hard: "Have you run?"

"Run away." Sun Wenqu scratched his head back.

"Didn't you smell it?" Fang Chi moved closer to his neck and smelled it again.

"Jogging, it's still cool in the mountains, and I don't like to sweat," Sun Wenqu said, "When your classmates leave, are you bored again?"

"No." Fang Chi sat down behind him, still hugging his waist, "I have to do some recovery training these days, and Coach Chen at the club said to let the summer vacation pass."

"Really?" Sun Wenqu tilted his head, "I thought you stayed home all summer vacation."

"I would like to," Fang Chi chuckled, "but I think this time, I will be able to go home as the weather is hotter and there are more people coming here... But I was just thinking...that's..."

"What?" Sun asked Qu and turned to look at him.

"I'm going back to the city, you're still here..." Fang Chi rubbed his nose, "What if I miss you?"

"Do you want me to go back to the city with you?" Sun Wenqu narrowed his eyes and raised his head to avoid the small beam of sunlight falling on his face.

Fang Chi paused for a moment and laughed again. After a while, he said shyly, "Aren't you looking for inspiration here?"

"It's almost time to find it," Sun Wenqu leaned on his shoulder, "It's okay to go back. I just want to use the kiln in your Uncle Liangzi's studio. Now this electric kiln is not suitable if it burns too much."

"Really?" Fang Chi immediately sat up straight, and quickly returned to the original position, so that Sun Wenqu could continue to pillow him, "Really?"

"Yeah," Sun Wenqu nodded, "This time, we fired a lot and took a long time, so we had to use a big kiln."

"Then where do you live?" Fang Chi asked immediately.

Sun Wenqu closed his eyes and laughed, and didn't speak for a long time.

"What are you laughing at?" Fang Chi covered his mouth.

"Laugh at those things you think." Sun Wenqu said in his palm.

The small vibrations when breathing and speaking made the palms itch, and Fang Chi felt that he was gasping for breath. He pulled Sun Wenqu's chin and turned to kiss him.

When he was a child, Fang Chi liked wandering by the river. Every time he went into the mountains and climbed rocks and got tired, he would come to the river to stay for a while. It was quiet and he could smell the sun and the wind.

He never thought that one day he would kiss someone like this in such a quiet place full of reassuring memories of his childhood.

This person's lips and teeth all carried the same breath, the fresh breath of sunshine and wind, which made him sink little by little, unwilling to stop.

Out of the corner of the eye, he could see the boy watching them. After a while, the boy came over, squatted down on the edge of the stone, took a pee, and then ran away.

Fang Chi wanted to laugh a little, but he couldn't bear to let go of Sun Wenqu's warm lips, so he endured and entangled with Sun Wenqu carefully.

But Sun Wenqu didn't hold on for two seconds before he laughed, and couldn't stop smiling against his lips.

Fang Chi persisted and kissed for a while, but in the end he couldn't hold back, he hugged Sun Wenqu and laughed wildly.

The kid was so confused by their laughter, he stood a few meters away and tilted his head to watch.

"Are you short-hearted?" Fang Chi pointed at the kid, "Tell me if you are short-hearted."

The boy tilted his head again, his nose creaked, and his ears were pinched.

"Come here." Fang Chi patted his legs.

The kid ran over, stood up and put his front paws on his legs, still clamping his ears.

"I'm doing business here," Fang Chi patted its head, "What do you mean by running over here to take a pee?"

Sun Wenqu also touched the boy, and said with a smile: "Your brother is despised by cats and dogs, so depressed."

This kiss couldn't go on, but it didn't matter, Fang Chi felt that as long as he could stay with Sun Wenqu, even if he didn't talk or see each other, as long as he felt it, it was a kind of enjoyment.

Sun Wenqu lay down on the stone, his clothes showing a small waist.

Fang Chi gently hooked his finger on his exposed skin: "The score will be checked in a few days."

"Are you nervous?" Sun Wenqu asked.

"It was fine, but Xiao Yiming said in the morning that he was nervous," Fang Chi said, "His grades have always been good. Whenever he is nervous, I feel that I am also nervous."

"It's useless to be nervous. Anyway, try your best. It doesn't matter what you pass in the exam." Sun Wenqu said.

"If I really fail the exam, I will go to any school, and I don't want to repeat it." Fang Chi thought for a while.

"Yeah." Sun Wenqu patted him on the back.

The two stayed by the river until it was time for lunch before returning home.

At noon, grandpa made a table of noodles with fried sauce. Fang Chi felt hungry when he saw it. After touching his stomach, he squeezed two pieces of scrambled eggs and put them in his mouth.

"Are you going to sketch?" Grandpa asked when he saw the sketchbook in Sun Wenqu's hand.

"Well, draw whatever you want." Sun Wenqu flipped through the pages, and they were all casually scribbling and drawing, but at a glance, he could tell that it was all kinds of scenery by the river, and everything in his bones was drawn out.

"You are really talented, Xiao Chi has to learn more." Grandpa sighed.

"I can't learn this, I don't have that kind of brain," Fang Chi bent down to study the dishes on the table, "I'm only good at climbing up and down."

Grandpa smiled and patted his arm: "Go get the bowl, your grandma is serving noodles."

During the meal, Fang Chi talked to his grandparents about going back to the city after the points were awarded, and his grandparents agreed. Fang Chi has always been independent, and the two of them didn't worry about it. There is no opinion.

It's just that grandma is a little distressed: "Don't be too tired, the family doesn't lack your little money to pay tuition."

"I know." Fang Chi smiled.

But when it was said that Sun Wenqu was going back to the city, grandma was stunned: "The water canal is going back too?"

"Well," Sun Wenqu nodded, "The set of things I made must be fired in a big kiln, and it won't work well in that iron box here."

"Oh, oh," grandma thought for a while, "it's just the thing in your house, right? If it doesn't burn well, you bought it and took so much effort to move it here."

“It’s okay to burn small things, such as dishes and bowls,” Sun Wenqu said. “This time I have to burn several sets of bottles and so on, so I have to use a large earthen kiln.”

"Oh," grandma sighed, "I'm going to leave now, I'm a bit reluctant to let the aqueduct live here for so long."

"I'll come back when I'm free," Sun Wenqu said, "I don't go to work, and I have a lot of time, so it's easy to come here."

"That's right," Grandpa said with a smile, "come back and look for inspiration."

"Grandma," Sun Wenqu hugged her, "don't clean up that house now, I put all my things there, anyway, that house is usually not used..."

"Okay," Grandma said immediately, "I'll keep it for you. You can live here when you come, and don't pay the rent!"

"Yeah." Sun Wen asked him with a smile.

In the afternoon, Sun Wenqu had been sorting out and revising the design drawings. Fang Chi was sitting on his bed listening to music and playing with his mobile phone. The door of the room was not closed tightly, leaving a gap.

When Fang Chi wanted to close it, Sun Wenqu said, "Keep it a little longer."

"Are you afraid that grandma will come up?" Fang Chi felt a little sorry if he was too nervous and affected Sun Wenqu, "I...it's fine."

"I'll be back in the city in a few days," Sun Wenqu glanced at him, "Don't let grandma have any ideas, even if she didn't have that idea, she would be surprised if the two men stayed in the same room all day long, and the air conditioner is just a piece of cake. You don't have to close it, that's fine."

"Yeah." Fang Chi nodded.

But the door was finally closed. Grandma passed by when she was drying beans on the roof, and she came over and closed the door: "The air conditioner is turned on and the door is not closed, the air-conditioning has escaped, really."

After the door closed, Sun Wenqu turned his head and smiled at Fang Chi.

Fang Chi clicked his tongue: "You've got it figured out, old fox."

But at night Fang Chi was driven back to his room to sleep by Sun Wenqu, Fang Chi slammed the door: "Can't I use the air conditioner?"

"Are you so courageous now?" Sun Wenqu said with a smile.

"It's not..." Fang Chi sighed after thinking about it, "Forget it, you'd better be careful, if something really... happens now, I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it."

"Have a good rest," Sun Wenqu patted his face, "You can go wild when you return to the city in two days."

These words made Fang Chi inexplicably hot, looking at him, Sun Wenqu: "You said that."

"What you're talking about is the truth," Sun Wenqu hooked the corners of his lips, "wild dogs."

"I'm going to bed," Fang Chi tugged at his pants, and jumped twice, "Good night."

"Good night, son." Sun Wenqu said.

Fang Chi glanced at him sideways: "Good night, Dad."

For the next few days, Fang Chi didn't use the air conditioner anymore, but went for a run with Sun Wenqu every day, chatted with his grandparents, and cleaned up the vegetable garden.

He knows that he has too many uncertainties, responsibilities that he cannot bear, and conflicts that cannot be handled well.

If something went wrong at this time, Sun Wenqu would be immediately involved, which he didn't want. He had always imagined that even if he wanted to tell his family, he couldn't start with Sun Wenqu.

Although Sun Wenqu had always been indifferent, he didn't want Sun Wenqu to face these pressures with him. He thought it would be better to let Sun Wenqu take care of his own affairs.

As time passed, Fang Chi stared at his mobile phone every day, and almost all the topics in the class were about checking scores. Every time he saw it, his palms were sweating.

The moment he finally got the notification that the score could be checked, he threw the phone aside abruptly and shouted, "Fuck! I can check the score!"

"What's wrong?" Sun Wenqu looked at him, "Check, I was surprised."

"I'm scared," Fang Chi ran out of the room after finishing speaking, shouting as he ran downstairs, "Grandpa! Grandma! I can check the score!"

"Have you checked?" Grandpa ran in from the backyard, "How many points?"

"No check," Fang Chi sat on the sofa, stood up again, grabbed the boy and rubbed its head, "I'm too nervous."

Sun Wenqu walked down while looking at his mobile phone: "Give me your test number and so on, and I will check it for you."

"Okay." Fang Chi jumped up immediately, ran up and handed him the admission ticket.

"It's this number," Sun Wenqu looked at his phone, "I called."

"...Let's do it," Fang Chi kept bouncing around nervously, and when Sun Wenqu's finger touched the screen, he turned and ran out of the living room, "I want to pee."

Sun Wenqu smiled helplessly, and dialed the number for checking points.

Fang Chi stood in the toilet, holding the wall with one hand and the gun in the other, staring at his feet, standing silently, without making any progress for a long time.

A stone statue holding a gun.

He felt like he was going to petrify.

He worked hard for more than half a year, tried his best to review, and the result was in that phone call.

He thought he didn't care at first, but he didn't expect to care so much.

Nervous enough to pee.

Standing here, I can't pee anymore.

It wasn't until Sun Wenqu called him in the yard that he came back to his senses, pulled up his pants, turned and ran out of the toilet.

"How about it! Did you find it!" He stared at the phone in Sun Wenqu's hand.

Sun Wenqu raised his hand and raised his phone at him: "A text message has been sent, read it yourself, or listen to me?"

"Is the score low? Or normal?" Fang Chi asked.

"Not too low," Sun Wenqu looked at his phone, "I checked a line from last year..."

"Have you passed yet!" Fang Chi chased after him, grabbing his pants and forgetting to let go.

"Are your pants okay?" Sun Wenqu glanced at him.

Fang Chi let go.

"After passing last year's first line, it's okay." Sun Wenqu handed the paper in front of his eyes, smiled, "551, it should be no problem...you did better in the exam than I thought."

Fang Chi stared at the numbers many times, a smile spread on his face little by little, and finally he jumped, whistled at the kid wagging his tail, and then started laughing.

"It's okay, hahahaha," Fang Chi ran to his grandparents, "I thought I couldn't score 500 points hahahaha..."

Then he entered the living room again, picked up the cup and took a few sips of water: "It's too unexpected hahahaha..."

Grandpa and grandma laughed a few times along with him, and grandpa turned to look at Sun and asked Qu, "Is this score okay?"

"Well, it's not bad. It shouldn't be a problem to go to the school he wants to go to." Sun Wenqu said with a smile.

"I'm so happy." Grandma looked at Fang Chi who was still looking at his phone in the room happily and amusedly.

"I feel like I'm going crazy." Sun Wenqu said.

"Ouch," Grandma became nervous when she heard that, and ran over to hold Fang Chi, "Little bastard, are you alright?"

"It's okay, grandma!" Fang Chi was still overjoyed, "I'm just so happy!"

"This kid, how old is he? I haven't seen him yet. It's so creepy." The grandma stared at him for a while, hesitated, took the cup next to him, and poured the water in it. Splashed it on Fang Chi's face.

"Hey!" Although Fang Chi laughed very engrossed, he still reacted quickly and dodged. Half of the water splashed on his shoulders. He looked at grandma a little funny, "Grandma, what are you doing!"

Sun Wenqu sat on the sofa and couldn't help laughing.

"Okay?" Grandma looked at him.

"...It's not bad at all," Fang Chi sighed, and smiled, "I'm just happy, I did better than I expected."

"He will definitely do well in the exam." Grandma held his face and rubbed it. "My precious grandson will definitely be fine."

Fang Chi smiled, hugged his grandma, and looked at Sun Wenqu.

Sun Wenqu sat on the sofa and smiled while propping his forehead.

"Do you have to go back to school?" Grandpa asked.

"Well, I want to go back to school and discuss with Lao Li again. The score line should be out tomorrow, and I want to hear his opinion again," Fang Chi said, "Gather with my classmates again, have a meal or something, and meet later less."

"Come back tomorrow?" Grandpa said, "We have to ask about this matter early."

"Well," Fang Chi glanced at Sun Wenqu, "You... come with me tomorrow, you have a lot of stuff, I'll get some for you."

"Okay," Sun Wenqu smiled, "Just let Liangzi pick it up over there."

After dinner, Fang Chi called Xiao Yiming and chatted with him for a while.

Xiao Yiming's score was also found, which was quite high. Fang Chi admired him. He had been under pressure for the past six months, but the final exam was not affected too much.

"I moved to my brother's place yesterday," Xiao Yiming said, "I put the key back for you."

"Well," Fang Chi responded, "I'm going back to the city tomorrow, are you going to school?"

"Go," Xiao Yiming said, "Let's talk in detail when we meet."

"Success." Fang Chi hung up the phone.

For some reason, when he heard that Xiao Yiming did well in the exam, he felt relieved.

Xiao Beng went upstairs, and Sun Wenqu was packing clothes in the room.

"Isn't it all taken away?" Fang Chi asked.

"Well, bring the usual ones," Sun Wenqu looked at him, "Is it more practical now?"

Fang Chi laughed twice: "Yes."

"Go and pack your things." Sun Wenqu said.

"Tomorrow will be just the two of us," Fang Chi leaned against the wall, "it will be just the two of us."