flying dog

The things to bring back to the city were packed the day before, and there was nothing to prepare for the next day. Fang Chi went for a run with Sun Wenqu as usual, and played a set of eight with him by the stream. Duan Jin.

"I found that you are really amazing," Fang Chi stood behind Sun Wenqu, following his movements, "You are good at all kinds of things, such as painting, calligraphy, erhu, pottery making, etc. Ah, Ba Duan Jin...do you still do some other Tai Chi or something?"

"Pretend to be aggressive," Sun Wenqu waved his hand slowly, his movements stretched and powerful, "It is necessary to pretend that ordinary people cannot easily pretend to be aggressive."

"No." Fang Chi stopped his movements and stood up straight, "I think that because of these, you are different from others at first glance, very special."

"You flattered so hard early in the morning." Sun Wenqu also stopped his movements, turned around and glanced at him.

"Pat whatever you want." Fang Chi smiled.

When I got home, breakfast was ready. Grandpa made it today, baked pancakes, and fried dumplings.

While eating, Fang Chi's cell phone rang, and he took a look at it: "My dad."

"Ouch," grandma sighed from the side, "Look, I think I remembered to make a phone call. These parents are really cool."

"Dad." Fang Chi answered the phone.

"Is it possible that the college entrance examination has been scored?" Dad asked over there, "I heard people say that you can check the score today?"

"Well, I can check it yesterday. I have already checked it. The score is 551, which is not bad," Fang Chi said.

"How to fill in the volunteers?" Dad asked.

"I'll discuss it with Teacher Li when I go back to school," Fang Chi said, "I almost know the number."

"Well, fill it out carefully," Dad said, "Come to the county someday when you have time, and your mother and I will take you to celebrate."

"There's no need to celebrate it, it's not how good the exam is." Fang Chi said.

"Then we still have to celebrate. Usually, your mother and I don't care much about you. For such a big event as the college entrance examination... we still have to celebrate." Dad said.

"Oh, that's good." Fang Chi responded, chatted with his father for a few more words, and hung up the phone.

"Look," grandma sighed, "It's thanks to this kid that he can save his worries. They don't care about school, exams, friends or marriage. I don't think they plan to care about it. ..."

"Don't worry about these things," Fang Chi lowered his head and bit the cake, saying a little vaguely, but without too much hesitation, "If you want to talk about love, talk about it, if you don't want to talk about it, don't talk about it, and marriage... the same, if you want to get married, just talk about it." Knot, if you don’t want to tie it, I’ll just…”

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Grandma became anxious and slapped him, "If you don't want to tie it up, don't tie it up? What are you thinking about!"

"That's what I said," Fang Chi smiled, "I'm not yet 20 years old, so I really haven't thought about it."

"It's a bit early," said grandpa, "Your grandma is like this, she is in a hurry for everything."

"Didn't I just think that he could live a peaceful life?" Grandma sighed, "Hey, young people nowadays just have a lot of ideas, okay, don't worry, don't worry, I can't find a wife when I see it, don't worry Not urgent."

"...No hurry." Fang Chi said.

"Do you hate it, you!" Grandma patted him again.

Fang Chi smiled silently.

"You see, the water canal is not married yet," grandpa said with a smile, "I think the water canal is doing well, so don't worry."

"The water canal," grandma seemed to remember suddenly, and looked at Sun Wenqu, "Yes, you are not married, right?"

"No." Sun Wenqu took a bite of the dumpling, and gave the remaining half of the dumpling to the boy.

"Are you 30?" Grandma looked at him in surprise, "Why don't you get married?"

"I... don't plan to get married," Sun Wenqu said with a smile, "I can't find anyone who can marry me."

"Ah?" Grandma didn't understand, but she didn't ask too much, she just sighed again, "You young people, you really want to kill your parents."

After breakfast, Fang Chi and Sun Wenqu were not in a hurry to leave, they just stuffed their luggage into the little beetle, and then went back to chat with their grandparents.

Grandpa and grandma didn't say anything, but Fang Chi knew that they were reluctant. After he and Sun Wenqu left, there were only two old people left in the family. He felt very distressed when he thought about it.

Then I ran to Uncle Zhang's house next door and talked to Uncle Zhang for a long time, asking him to take care of him.

They dawdled until noon, and after lunch, they were ready to set off.

The grandparents told him to be careful on the road, and the boy followed closely, so scared that Mr. Huang kept laughing in the cat bag.

Although the topic of grandma during breakfast made Fang Chi sweat all over, but the topic didn't continue after that, and now his steps became easier again.

Before getting into the car, Fang Chi knelt down and touched the boy's head: "Don't run after me for a while."

The kid closed his ears and didn't move.

"Isn't it going back by itself?" Sun asked Ququ.

"Not today, it will definitely have to run with the car for a long time," Fang Chi said, "I usually go alone, but today we are both going."

"Good boy," Sun Wenqu bent down and touched the boy's head, "I will come back to see you, don't run away with me today."

The boy snorted and rubbed against his leg.

After saying goodbye to grandparents, the two got into the car. Sun Wenqu started the car. As soon as the car drove forward, the boy immediately followed.

"Don't chase," Fang Chi pointed at it, "Go back!"

The kid yelled.

Sun Wenqu got out of the car, Fang Chi pointed at the boy again: "Go back!"

The kid took a few steps back, barked twice, and when Fang Chi leaned out of the window and pointed at it for the third time, it turned around and retreated back to Grandpa's legs step by step.

Fang Chi waved at his grandparents again: "I will call Uncle Zhang and tell you when I arrive!"

"Okay, be careful!" Grandpa said.

Fang Chi retreated into the car, saw the boy chasing him a few steps in the rearview mirror, and was called back by his grandfather.

"Hey, silly dog." Fang Chi closed the car window and turned on the air conditioner.

"Like you." Sun Wenqu said.

"I want to be separated from you like this," Fang Chi whispered, "I have to follow the car for two miles."

"Can I catch up with you?" Sun Wenqu smiled.

"Don't underestimate me," Fang Chi chuckled twice, and touched his hand holding the steering wheel, "You know, I like the way I feel now."

"How does it feel?" Sun asked him.

"That's right, the two of us are driving together," Fang Chi leaned on the back of the chair, "It's just the two of us."

Sun Wenqu could see that Fang Chi was in a good mood, this feeling of two people driving a car as if traveling... This kind of experience was a little strange to him.

Two people, do something, run, talk, one works while the other stays quietly, and drives for hours together to go somewhere.

Maybe it happened before, but I don't know why, maybe it's because of Fang Chi's enthusiasm and madness that made his experience this time particularly profound.

Sun Wenqu looked out the window, it was fine.

However, half an hour later, Fang Chi, who expressed that he was very happy with the process, fell asleep on the back of the chair contentedly. He looked a little like laughing.

"Have you called Uncle Liangzi?" Fang Chi opened his eyes after sleeping for a while and turned his head to ask.

"Yes, he will set off to pick us up at about the same time," Sun Wenqu said, "some things have to be brought back to the studio for him first."

"Then... where do you live now?" Fang Chi asked again.

He asked this question once yesterday, but Sun Wenqu didn't answer directly, so he couldn't help asking again now.

"I asked Liangzi to find me a house," Sun Wenqu put an arm on Fang Chi's shoulder, "I'll live in your place for a few days, and when the house is finished, I... let's run on both ends, mainly because your place is far away. His kiln is too far away, if I start working, I have to live there."

"Well," Fang Chi nodded. Although Sun Wenqu didn't plan to stay with him forever, this answer already made him very happy. After thinking about it, he tried to ask again, "Then if...you are not too busy When... I..."

"You'll be fine if you live in the past," Sun Wenqu glanced at him, "At most it's because I don't have time to always be with you."

"It's okay!" Fang Chi immediately raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "It's okay!"

When the car arrived at the bus station in the city, Ma Liang was already waiting. He didn't say much when they met, and drove directly to have a meal.

When Fang Chi was about to finish eating, he went to the bathroom. Ma Liang looked at Sun and asked him, "The house is rented, and you want to return it, do you want to return it?"

"Why back?" Sun Wenqu was taken aback.

"You can't stop, he has to be three feet to live with him, put on the white silk, hang yourself." Ma Liang said.

"No way," Sun Wenqu laughed, "I told him."

"That's fine." Ma Mingliang nodded.

Ma Liang gave Fang Chi a laptop, and when he took it out to him, Fang Chi was startled: "This is too exaggerated!"

"You can take it as a gift." Sun Wenqu said.

"Uncle can't be in vain, call in vain," Ma Liang patted him, "This machine is equipped, configured well, playing games while watching movies, no problem, no problem."

"Watch... a movie?" Fang Chi was stunned.

"What kind of uncle are you?" Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue.

"Your grandpa has it, a piece." Ma Liang pointed to Sun Wenqu, "You ask him."

"...Damn it." Fang Chi reacted suddenly after glancing at Sun Wenqu, and suddenly felt that his face was so hot that his hair couldn't keep it, and he almost threw the notebook back on Ma Liang's face.

"Study hard, keep improving every day." Ma Liang patted him again.

After putting the things that Ma Liang was going to take back to the studio into Ma Liang's car, Sun Wenqu drove back to him with Fang Chi.

The key was still in place, and Xiao Yiming carefully pasted the key with tape, probably because he was afraid of losing it.

The house was also kept very clean, and it was completely impossible to see that he had lived here.

"Welcome," Fang Chi took the luggage from Sun Wenqu's hand and entered the house, "My place... compares to what, it's not as good as the high-end house you used to live in."

"It doesn't matter," Sun Wenqu said, walked to the desk and looked at his paintings on the wall, and smiled, "Isn't it comfortable for me to live in the house in your hometown?"

"Let me... tidy up first." Fang Chi took his things into the house, and packed all the clothes into the cabinet.

Xiao Yiming probably washed the sheets and replaced them with new ones for him. He brought out the pillow, which was new. He bought it and never used it.

After the two pillows were placed on the bed, he lay down on the bed and patted the pillows again, admiring them for a few moments before getting out of bed.

As soon as he turned around, he found that Sun Wenqu was leaning against the door, looking at him with the corners of his mouth curled up, with an obvious smile on his lips.

He was suddenly a little embarrassed: "I... What are you running here to see?"

"Look at the place where I'm going to sleep at night." Sun Wenqu walked in and patted the pillow, "The pillow is not bad."

"Do you want to take a bath?" Fang Chi scratched his head and looked at him.

"Well, wash," Sun Wenqu took his own luggage into the room, "please make room for me in the cabinet, I put some clothes here."

"Okay!" Fang Chi quickly opened the cabinet and pulled his clothes aside. He didn't expect Sun Wenqu to say such a sentence, and his hands were shaking a little.

After Sun Wenqu hung his clothes in the closet, he took his pajamas to take a shower. Fang Chi didn't move. He stood in front of the closet and stared at his clothes for a long time, and then went back and forth to tidy them up twice.

I can't tell you what it feels like, but I just feel so good.

When Sun Wenqu came out of the shower, he was only wearing a pair of big underpants, his arms were bare, and he was wiping his hair with a towel in one hand: "Do you have a hairdryer here?"

"Yes, I just don't know...whether I can still use it," Fang Chi dug out the hair dryer from the drawer, "I don't usually use it."

Sun Wenqu patted his head: "Yes, that's all you have to do."

Fang Chi chuckled twice, felt his throat dry when his eyes swept across his naked upper body, and stretched out his hand to grab his waist twice.

The hair dryer can still be used, but the wind blowing out is a bit coquettish, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and occasionally stops.

"Make do with it." Sun Wenqu said while bragging.

"Then blow it first," Fang Chi went into the room to get a change of clothes, "I'm going to take a shower."

"Well," Sun Wenqu glanced at him, "You can solve it yourself in a while."

"Solve... what?" Fang Chi froze.

"Solve your physical needs," Sun Wenqu narrowed his eyes, "I'm tired from driving for hours today..."

"Damn it," Fang Chi was embarrassed for a while, turned his head and went into the bathroom, "Got it."

"Do you regret letting me drive?" Sun Wenqu said.

"You blow your hair!" Fang Chi poked his head out of the bathroom and said, then retracted and closed the door.

Fang Chi didn't think he was that hungry at first, and he didn't think about what happened after he lay on the same bed at night, he just thought that it was just the two of them, no one would interfere, so there was no need to worry.

But if no one interferes, don't worry about what to do if you are scared, he really didn't have time to think about it.

As a result, when Sun Wenqu's words teased him, his originally honest desire suddenly caused an uproar. When the water rushed to his body, he could think of Sun Wenqu's hand when he caressed his lower abdomen.

This old man is so inhuman.

Fang Chi sighed, it was too inhuman, he closed his eyes, and slid his hand down humanely.

When he came out of the bathroom, Sun Wenqu was no longer in the living room. He went into the bedroom and was leaning against the bedside looking at his notebook. He heard the sound that he was watching a movie.

"You... watch a movie, no, how about watching a movie?" Fang Chi asked, the wind from the air conditioner hit him, making goose bumps all over his body.

He glanced at the temperature of the air conditioner, it was 18 degrees, this man is really a dude, he has to enjoy the corrupt life of turning on the air conditioner and covering him with a quilt.

"Well," Sun Wenqu nodded, "What's the password for your WIFI?"

"It's my birthday." Fang Chi wiped his hair carelessly with a towel, then took out the quilt from the cabinet and threw it on the bed, "Do you have to live summer as winter?"

"I like to nest." Sun Wenqu said.

Fang Chi turned off the light, leaving only a small night light, then covered Sun Wenqu with the quilt, and got into the quilt.

"Hey," Fang Chi lay down and smashed the bed, "Are you used to my bed? Does it feel hard?"

"It's okay." Sun Wenqu slid down and under the quilt, put the notebook next to the pillow, turned over and continued watching the movie.

"You didn't sleep until you finished watching?" Fang Chi turned over and hugged him.

"En." Sun Wenqu responded.

Fang Chi didn't speak. After waiting for a while, he realized that Sun Wenqu had been watching. He stretched out his arms and reached over to close the notebook, then took it and put it on the bedside table beside him.

"Hey?" Sun Wenqu turned his head to look at him, "You are very arrogant now."

"I'm holding back my fire," Fang Chi said, "Don't mess with me."

"Didn't you vent your anger in the shower?" Sun Wenqu smiled, turned over and looked at him.

"I'm a wild dog stuffed with leeks." Fang Chi lay down and hugged him tightly, and kissed him a few times on the tip of his nose. "The fire on my body can't be vented."

"Then do you want to watch a movie?" Sun Wenqu wrapped his arms around behind him, and hooked his fingers on his back.

"You..." Fang Chi thought that what he just said was a miracle, but now that Sun Wenqu answered it again, he was immediately speechless.

"I thought you were very capable," Sun Wenqu smiled and lay down flat, "Sleep, puppy."

Fang Chi leaned over and hugged him tightly, with his arms and legs wrapped around him, as if bound, and then he closed his eyes.

I held back for a long time but didn't feel sleepy.

Maybe it's because there were only two of them suddenly. Boss Huang reunited with its nest today after a long absence and didn't enter the bedroom. There were no grandparents or kids downstairs.

The room was very quiet, only the sound of the air conditioner, and the warm smell of Sun Wenqu under the blanket, mixed with the pleasant smell of coconut milk.

The squeamish person brought back the body wash too.

It smells good.

Too comfortable to sleep on.

"Hey." Fang Chi called out in a low voice.

"Yeah." Sun Wenqu answered him without falling asleep.

"Uncle Liangzi knows about us?" Fang Chi asked.

"I know, he has been staring at it all the time, inquiring about it at any time, just afraid that if I make a mistake, it will cost me my whole life." Sun Wenqu said.

Fang Chi clicked his tongue: "Then he knows... we two... er, just... to what extent?"

"I didn't say that," Sun Wenqu smiled lightly, "Do you want to say it?"

"What?" Fang Chi looked at him.

"It's just that this kid is too young. He's been thinking for so long that he wants to fuck me, but he hasn't dared to shoot yet." Sun Wenqu said with a smile in his voice.

"Damn." Fang Chi lowered his head and bit his shoulder.

Sun Wenqu smiled and did not speak again, Fang Chi did not move, his lips were on his shoulder, and after a long silence, he asked again in a low voice: "Then you... want it?"

"Me, it's okay," Sun Wenqu stroked his arm, "but if you don't mind, I'll get you done if I get bored, what do you think?"

"You said that I was tired and let me solve it myself!" Fang Chi glared at him.

"Yeah," Sun Wenqu laughed, "I didn't say today either."

"Then tomorrow." Fang Chi said very simply.

Sun Wenqu remained silent.

Fang Chi added after a while: "Is there any film in your place, let me... have a look."

Sun Wenqu couldn't hold back his laughter, and couldn't stop laughing for a long time: "Hey, good."