flying dog

Quite relieved.

Sun Wenqu fell back on the sofa, turned up the volume of the TV, crossed his legs comfortably, and waited for the delivery man to come.

I knew I only ordered one copy.

Take out the extra share and feed the stray cats later.

Sun Wenqu yawned, and was sleepy before eating, and he was quite tired after an idle day.

In fact, he was not too surprised that Fang Chi would turn his head and leave, although according to the thickness of this person's skin, he would have to bargain with him anyway, and then he would say no to bargaining... Just seeing Fang Chi's expression when he mentioned homosexuality, he probably wouldn't promise.

It's good to agree, tossing once is more interesting than tossing when you have time.

After watching the news for ten minutes, the doorbell rang.

This time it was supposed to be delivering food. Sun Wenqu got up and went to the door and opened both the courtyard door and the room door.

When he saw the person walking in from outside the yard, he froze for a while.

One is a delivery man wearing a uniform and carrying two stacks of lunch boxes, and the other... is Fang Chi.

"You..." Sun Wenqu couldn't help but click his tongue.

Fang Chi didn't speak, he lowered his head and squeezed into the room from beside him.

"Sir, did you order the meal?" The delivery man took out a slip and waited to collect the money.

After the delivery man left, Sun Wenqu closed the door, put the lunch box on the coffee table, and Fang Chi stood back where he was before.

"Eat it and go?" Sun Wenqu glanced at him, opened the lunch box and took a look, and felt that he lost his appetite as soon as he smelled it.

"Why do I have to write IOUs and... those messy things." Fang Chi said.

"Because I can't trust Fang... your mother," Sun Wenqu covered the lunch box and sat back on the sofa. "She will definitely agree to any IOUs and conditions, and then there will be no more."

"I can do the same." Fang Chi looked at him.

"That's whatever you want, you can go." Sun Wenqu laughed, looked at the TV, and stopped talking.

You can tell what Fang Ying is like without saying anything, but Fang Chi is different. You can tell that his life is much more normal than Fang Ying's. As for why the two of them partnered, Sun Wenqu didn't bother to think about it.

And now Fang Chi will come to "borrow" money for Fang Ying, maybe because of the deep love between mother and child, maybe because... If Fang Chi didn't leave and come back, he is not sure, but now he can almost guess, if If he didn't get the money, he might be in trouble too.

"Then your conditions," Fang Chi asked after a pause, "Why?"

"No reason," Sun Wenqu put away his smile, his voice was a bit cold, "I'll teach you how to be a human being."

After feeling Fang Chi's unhappy gaze, he laughed happily again: "For the sake of heaven and justice, for the people, and tormenting liars, Fang Ying is hopeless. You may be able to return to the light with some medicine." .”

Fang Chi frowned.

"Why, don't you agree?" Sun Wenqu stretched his waist, "I'm just so upright and selfless."

"I'm going to take the money and refuse to accept it." Fang Chi said.

"You can try it." Sun Wenqu said with a smile.

After that, the two of them didn't speak any more, only the sound of the TV in the room.

Sun Wenqu ignored him, went into the kitchen and took his own chopsticks, and when he sat down and was about to force a few mouthfuls, Fang Chi finally said, "Okay."

"Agreed?" Sun asked Qu.

"Well, but you...don't go too far." Fang Chi said.

"This cannot be guaranteed." Sun Wenqu said very simply.

Fang Chi moved, and Sun Wenqu glanced at him, feeling that the kid's eyes were about to pounce on him and punch him again, but after holding back for a long time, he only said: "When can you give me the money?"

Sun Wenqu took a pen and paper from the drawer and threw it on the coffee table: "Write the IOU."

After coming out of Sun Wenqu's house, Fang Chi couldn't vent his anger. He kicked four or five trash cans along the way, but he couldn't get the bad breath out of his throat.

If it weren't for those few people who didn't contact Shang Ying once, they blocked him at the gate of his school and reported his home address. Ying kept begging him, saying that there was a way to get the money together but it would take three months, so it was impossible for him to come to Sun Wenqu.

Sun Wenqu's smug expression made one want to hit him in the face with a stick a hundred and eight thousand times.

When the phone rang, Fang Chi kicked over a trash can again.

"Xiao Chi..." Fang Ying's voice came out as soon as the phone was answered.

"I'll give you the money tomorrow, and I'll write the IOU," Fang Chi suppressed the anger in his heart, "If you don't pay after three months, you'll go to jail."

"Borrowed it?" Fang Ying shouted in surprise, "I knew you could do it! Ask who borrowed it?"

"You don't need to worry about it," Fang Chi gritted his teeth, "Did you hear what I said clearly?"

"I hear you clearly, I hear you clearly," Fang Ying said in succession, "I'll write the IOU immediately and wait for you to come over tomorrow, no, I'll send it to you."

"I'll get it," Fang Chi said, "If you haven't made it for three months, you go to jail. If you dare to run away, you'd better take Xiaoguo with you, or I..."

Xiaoguo is probably Fang Ying's only weakness, she immediately said: "I will definitely, definitely, will return it to you, Miss Chi, thank you, sister is not a thing, but I have never cheated my family, I will definitely... "

"Okay." Fang Chi said, and hung up the phone.

The next morning, before seven o'clock, Fang Chi went to Sun Wenqu's house. He had to sign the fucking thing about cleaning the house, cleaning clothes, cooking food to get the money.

Probably because it was a little early, the doorbell rang for almost 10 minutes, and the dogs in the neighbor's yard barked for asthma. Only then did Sun Wenqu come out shirtless and wearing a pair of pajama pants to open the door with a displeased expression on his face.

"What time is it?" Sun Wenqu still had a sleepy nasal voice in his voice, "Signing a contract of prostitution is so active..."

"I still have to go to class." Fang Chi said.

"Class?" Sun Wenqu curled his lips, and when he turned around, he asked casually, "What grade?"

"The second day of junior high school." Fang Chi replied without thinking.

"Yo," Sun Wenqu turned his head, "the response is very fast."

Fang Chi didn't speak.

When Sun Wenqu walked into the house, he could see a tattoo on the waistband of his sleeping trousers. It was hard to tell what the tattoo was, but Sun Wenqu's skin was quite fair, and the tattoo was very conspicuous...

Fang Chi quickly looked away from his waist.

There was a piece of written paper on the coffee table. He picked it up and looked at it. It was probably this thing, with "Service Contract" written on it.

Shit service contract!

But what surprised Fang Chi was that Sun Wenqu's handwriting was really beautiful, stretched and powerful, and looked like a copybook.

Fang Ying thought he was bragging when he asked Sun Wenqu for anything he wanted to write at school...

Such a virtuous person has simply ruined such a good character.

"That's it," Sun Wenqu put on a pajamas and came out of the bedroom, holding a paper bag in his hand, "sign it."

"Where's the money?" Fang Chi asked.

Sun Wenqu threw the paper bag in front of him: "Hurry up, I still have to sleep."

Fang Chi sat on the sofa, took the paper bag and opened it. Inside were bundles of tied money. He counted them, and there were exactly ten piles, so he took the "service contract" and started to read.

There is not much content, mainly what I said yesterday, and there are brackets, which say that the service items will increase as needed, Fang Chi frowned, and then there are deadlines and so on.

But when he saw the last line, he was stunned again, and looked up at Sun Wenqu: "Is there still salary?"

"Anyway, it's a contract," Sun Wenqu said while drinking water from a cup, "If you don't pay the money, you'll have to write a contract of sale, do you want to change it?"

Fang Chi was silent for a few seconds, bowed his head and signed his name on the bottom, and handed the paper to Sun Wenqu.

"Ouch." Sun Wenqu took the paper and glanced at it, "I don't even have the courage to take a second look."

"Just close your eyes." Fang Chi said.

After Sun Wenqu signed his name, he went into another room, which should be a study room. When he opened the door, Fang Chi took a look in. The bookcases on both walls were full of books.

I also saw the pen holder on the desk in the middle and a few framed characters on the wall. Do you really write brush characters?

"I'll keep the original, and I'll give you the copy." Sun Wenqu walked out and gave him the copy.

"It doesn't matter if I want it or not." Fang Chi was at a loss when he saw the words "service contract", he didn't want to touch this thing at all.

"Don't," Sun Wenqu fell down on the sofa next to him, and smiled, "If you want me to quietly change the content and add someone to sleep with, will you do it?"

Fang Chi jumped up as if he had been stabbed, grabbed the piece of paper and walked towards the door.

"Hey, leave me a phone number," Sun Wenqu pointed to the phone on the coffee table.

Fang Chi turned around and came back, took the phone and pressed his number: "Let's start tomorrow, I have a lot of things to do today."

"Not necessarily, it depends on my mood." Sun Wenqu yawned.

Fang Chi glanced at him, turned and walked out.

"Study hard and improve every day, son—" Sun Wenqu laughed and shouted, "Show your father some cheer!"

After dealing with the money matter, Fang Chi was not in the mood to care about Fang Ying's bandaged hands anymore, turned around and rushed to school.

When I climbed into the school from the fence, it was already past the time of the first class, and 10 minutes into the second class, and the second class was still the class of the head teacher, Lao Li.

Fang Chi lingered at the back door of the classroom for a long time, and while Lao Li was writing on the blackboard, he quickly slipped into the classroom.

"Fang Chi, come to my office later." Lao Li said while writing without looking back.

"... Oh." Fang Chi was discouraged for a while, and walked slowly to his seat and sat down.

"Overslept?" Liang Xiaotao asked softly beside him.

Fang Chi turned his head: "Why are you sitting here?"

"Let's change it." Liang Xiaotao smiled, then curled her lips again, "I just had an argument with Lin Wei... Hey, during the self-study, shall I tell you about the papers from the previous two days?"

"Okay." Fang Chi nodded. Liang Xiaotao had been in his class for three years and had a good relationship with him. She was the only girl who could have a personal friendship with him.

During class, Fang Chi was a little distracted, thinking about the so-called contract in his pocket, and thinking that he was inexplicably and reluctantly incurring a debt of 10 yuan.

It's amazing.

If Fang Ying didn't pay back the money after three months, his life would be even more miraculous.

After class, Lao Li packed up his things and glanced at Fang Chi.

"Hey, here we come." Fang Chi stood up helplessly, and followed Lao Li out of the classroom, thinking that Lao Li would forget about it after a class.

"How did you get in?" Old Li asked as he walked.

"That's how it came in." Fang Chi said.

"You use your climbing skills the most to climb over the school wall, right?" Lao Li looked at him.

The school has only one gate, and there are teaching buildings on three sides, and the scarf is also high. Except for a few wall cracks and two raised bricks, there is no place to borrow strength, so the difficulty of climbing the fence is a bit difficult for ordinary students. Fang Chi could come in easily.

"No," Fang Chi said, "sometimes they even climb over the park wall."

"Quite a sense of accomplishment?" Lao Li gave him a sideways glance, "Would you like to explain the key points of climbing to the whole school during the Monday morning assembly?"

"I went out late today." Fang Chi lowered his head.

"What have you been doing these past few days? Didn't you say that you won't go to training at night, and I didn't see you in the evening self-study?" Lao Li sighed, "You are in such a state... How about the college entrance examination next year?"

"I'll come tonight." Fang Chi said.

"If you run into anything, just tell me that your parents are not around, and I promised your dad to watch you more," Lao Li said, "If you can calm down, your grades can improve a bit... ..."

"Understood." Fang Chi nodded.

Lao Li didn't have much to say, the two chatted and walked, and when they arrived at the office, the chat was basically over, Lao Li waved: "Okay, you can go back to class."

In fact, Fang Chi would not have any feelings when he heard these words of Lao Li, but after listening to them today, he was a little lost in thought when he returned to the classroom.

His grades are not bad, he is in the state of stepping back if he is not paying attention, but kicking his feet and going up again, so he plans to study hard this time, and after the exam next year, he will take on the job of club guide.

But now I feel a little depressed, Sun Wenqu's prostitution... no, the contract, and Sun Wenqu's attitude made him feel that he might not have a good life in the next three months.

He also thought that it would be fine to ignore any broken conditions, but after contacting him twice, he felt that this method was not feasible. If such a person wanted to cause him some trouble, he might not be able to bear it even more.

"You've been absent-minded all day today," Liang Xiaotao couldn't help saying when she was explaining the papers to him in the last evening self-study, "Did you hear what I just told you?"

"I heard." Fang Chi said.

"What the hell, I didn't say anything just now." Liang Xiaotao clicked his tongue.

"I'm a little hungry." Fang Chi pressed his stomach.

"It deserves it," Liang Xiaotao looked towards the classroom door, "Xiao Yiming just went out to buy supper, and asked you if you want to come, your mind is wandering."

"I'll go back to eat later." Fang Chi said.

A few minutes before get out of class was over, Xiao Yiming returned to the classroom with two bags of hot dumplings.

"Oh, it's back." Someone said.

Several people who had been waiting for a long time immediately gathered around and claimed their own box.

After the crowd dispersed, there were still two boxes of dumplings in the bag in front of Xiao Yiming, and he glanced at Fang Chi: "You..."

Fang Chi stood up, stuffed the things on the table into his schoolbag and threw it over his shoulder: "I'm going back."

Xiao Yiming swallowed the following words.

"Is there an extra box? Give it to me. I was not hungry just now, but I became hungry when I smelled the fragrance." Liang Xiaotao said.

When Fang Chi walked out of the school gate, he was thinking about what to eat. After wandering around the small street at the school gate for a while, he decided to eat a bowl of noodles, which was full and warm.

There are a few classmates from their school in the noodle restaurant, all of whom came to eat after evening self-study.

Fang Chi took a bowl of noodles and just found an empty seat. Before he sat down, his phone rang.

While putting the seasoning in the bowl, he took out his phone and looked at it. It was an unfamiliar number, and his first reaction was Sun Wenqu.

He was a little irritable, but he sat down and answered the phone: "Hello?"

"Son." Sure enough, Sun Wenqu's voice came through the phone, but the voice was obviously drunk and a little slurred, "Good evening."

"Good evening." Fang Chi was a little speechless.

"Can you drive?" Sun Wenqu asked, and some noisy background sounds, music, human voices, and the sound of people arguing seemed to come from the receiver.

"Yes," Fang Chi replied, bowed his head and mixed the noodles, took a bite, "but I don't have a driver's license."

"How come you don't have a driver's license?" Sun asked Qu Qu and took a sip of water when he heard the voice.

"I'm only 14 years old." Fang Chi reminded him.

Sun Wenqu was silent for two seconds and suddenly laughed. He laughed so hard that he couldn't stop for a long time, and felt that he was almost out of breath.

"It's okay, I'll hang up." Fang Chi said.

"Come and pick me up, right now, I'm at the gate of Gravity, the red beetle," Sun Wenqu stopped laughing, gave an address, and when he was about to talk again, someone called him, and he said impatiently Said, "Never mind if I can..."

Fang Chi was about to ask another question, but the phone over there had already been hung up.

Staring at the noodles in his bowl, he was a little depressed, he hesitated for a while, picked up his chopsticks and lowered his head to continue eating.

What the hell is this Gravity? Sun asked where people like him lived.

After he finished his noodles, he went to the street and hailed a taxi.

He didn't want to pick up Sun Wenqu, he was very, very, very reluctant to pick up Sun Wenqu, but no matter what, he signed the bullshit contract, and he didn't want Sun Wenqu to add another one to him on the liar Broken promises.

It's funny, the liar certainly doesn't believe what he says.

This Gravity driver couldn't understand, and he didn't know where it was. Fang Chi frowned: "It's just an English name..."

"The English name doesn't have that either," the driver immediately reported several names in his proficient Chinese English, "Sabiwei, Meow Thieves Ke Ang'er, and Ang'er Ge Lang La Wo...no What did you start with, brother!"

Fang Chi's English is pretty poor, but facing the driver's brother's English, he still found a strong sense of superiority, but now is not the time.

"Then...the Chinese is..." Fang Chi hesitated to translate, "Maybe it's gravity?"

"Hey? Gravity?" The driver brother looked suddenly enlightened, "Hey, just say gravity, why do you speak English, and you can't speak it well!"

When he got out of the car and saw the name of the bar, Fang Chi suddenly had the urge to find Sun Wenqu and beat him up first. There were four Chinese characters written on the bar big, earth, heart, attraction, force!

He actually said Gravity to himself, what the hell!

But the red Beetle is easy to find, although it is small, but that one is parked on the side of the road 20 meters away from the gate of the bar.

The bar was very noisy. Fang Chi glanced at it and saw a police car parked at the door, probably because someone had drunk too much and made trouble.

He didn't look much, and walked towards the car, and when he got to the front, he saw a person standing beside the car, bending over and talking to the passenger's window.

"Where...where is there, someone will take you? You can take a taxi, can't you, can't you?" After speaking, the man looked up, saw Fang Chi, was stunned, stared at him for a while, then lowered his head and rushed into the car window Say, "Fang, Fang, Fang... oh fuck, her son?"

"It's my son," the passenger's door opened, and Sun Wenqu got out of the car, leaned against the car, glanced at him, and threw something over with a wave of his hand, "Get in the car."