flying dog

Cheng Mo was playing ball in the gymnasium, but he rode his bicycle back to the dormitory 5 minutes after receiving Fang Chi's call, and came directly to push the door of Fang Chi's dormitory.

"Did you practice something so fast?" Fang Chi looked at him.

"As soon as you said you were having dinner with Xiao Yiming, I ran away," Cheng Mo looked around the room, "all of you left?"

"I've left for two, and there are still a few left tomorrow. I've all gone shopping," Fang Chi said, "Don't you need to take a shower when you're sweating all over?"

"When will he arrive?" Cheng Mo asked.

"I just finished talking to him before I called you, so it will take half an hour to come here," Fang Chi said, "enough for you to take eighty baths."

"Then I'll take a shower." Cheng Mo walked two steps and turned back, looking at him, "Why do I think you're not in a good mood today?"

"Is that bad?" Fang Chi sat on a chair and looked out the window, "Or else I wouldn't ask you two to eat... You should take a shower first."

Cheng Mo didn't speak, just looked at him twice, turned around and left.

Fang Chi lay down on the table, feeling a little confused.

I'll be here tomorrow to pick him up.

But this matter cannot be discussed with Sun Wenqu, and Sun Wenqu cannot be worried. As soon as Sun Wenqu heard that his classmates saw the profile picture, he immediately changed the profile picture. He really didn't want Sun Wenqu to be worried with him anymore of.

If he didn't discuss it with Sun Wenqu, he could only find Cheng Mo and Xiao Yiming. One came out tragically and the other went smoothly. It can be regarded as taking into account the diversity of coming out...

It's just that he really doesn't know whether he can discuss something useful.

Cheng Mo took a shower quickly, and within a few minutes, he came up with wet hair on his head, and his head was still steaming when he entered the room.

"Aren't you cold?" Fang Chi still lay on the table and looked at him sideways.

"It's cold," Cheng Mo walked to his table and looked up and down, "Is there a hair dryer? I don't know who took mine away."

Fang Chi's hair was short and he didn't need that thing. He opened the drawer of the table next to him and handed Li Zheng's one to Cheng Mo.

"Tell me," Cheng Mo said while drying his hair, "what happened?"

"Guess." Fang Chi said.

"It's going to be a showdown with the family, right?" Cheng Mo smiled.

"...Well," Fang Chi responded, "You both can guess right."

"You are going smoothly now, and this is the only thing that can make you such a virtue," Cheng Mo said, "But if something happened, I have to tell my family when the Chinese New Year is about to come."

"No," Fang Chi opened his drawer to check what else he wanted to bring back, "I just don't want to be passive, and I don't want my grandparents to know about me from others."

Xiao Yiming also came very quickly. Fang Chi and Cheng Mo had been waiting at the school gate for a while before he arrived.

"Why do you still take a taxi?" Fang Chi said, "It's fine if the bus comes here. Now everyone is going home, and the bus is empty."

"Hungry." Xiao Yiming smiled.

"Let's go, let's go eat." Fang Chi pulled his collar, bowed his head and walked forward.

Cheng Mo and Xiao Yiming followed behind him.

Xiao Yiming used to say that he was envious of him and Sun Wenqu, but now he is quite envious of Xiao Yiming and Cheng Mo. Although their relationship is still erratic, at least there is no such pressure as he is now.

Needless to say, Cheng Mo, even Xiao Yiming, at least took the first step, even though it was forced.

Fang Chi went to the barbecue restaurant they usually go to, the leather curtain was lifted, and the warm air with the aroma of wine rushed towards his face.

There were fewer people in the shop than usual, so they didn't need to find a seat. They sat down at a small table in the corner and ordered a few dishes. Cheng Mo also asked if there were any fried chestnuts.

"We don't have it here," the waiter said, "There is one across the street, I don't know if it will be open now."

Cheng Mo turned around and went out.

"How are you two now?" Fang Chi asked.

"It's okay," Xiao Yiming took a sip of tea, "I'll come out when he finds me, and I'll come out when he brings me roasted chestnuts."

"The chestnuts he brought you a while ago... How about the chestnuts he made?" Fang Chi asked.

Xiao Yiming glanced at him: "Is it the chestnuts from the King of Chestnuts at the gate of our school that you brought back for him and then processed in a microwave oven?"

Fang Chi took the cup and was about to drink tea, when he heard this, he was happy: "How do you know? Did he recruit?"

"I guessed it," Xiao Yiming smiled, "I knew it was from Chestnut King as soon as I ate it. The candy in his house is different from other ones. Then think about it, you just went back for a few days..."

"Then you told him, you already know." Fang Chi asked.

"No," Xiao Yiming said, "I won't expose him for putting in so much effort. Anyway, now he buys chestnuts and processes them with honey himself."

"It's very caring, I think he's okay." Fang Chi said with a smile.

"People are pretty good, let's take a look again," Xiao Yiming held his chin, "It was pretty good at the beginning, who knows after a long time."

Fang Chi didn't make a sound.

"I didn't mention you and Uncle Sun," Xiao Yiming said, "You two have been together for a year, so you can enjoy it with peace of mind if you pass this pass."

Cheng Mo came back with a bag of chestnuts and put it in front of Xiao Yiming.

"Why didn't you buy me a bag?" Fang Chi asked.

"You like to eat too?" Cheng Mo looked at him.

"Yeah, what I told you before is that we both go to eat after school every day, it's the two of us, one bag for him, one bag for me..." Fang Chi clicked his tongue.

Cheng Mo threw the wallet in front of him: "Buy it yourself."

"I can eat some chestnuts here," Fang Chi grabbed a few from the bag in front of Xiao Yiming, "how do these chestnuts taste?"

"Shouldn't be as delicious as my cooking?" Cheng Mo looked at Xiao Yiming.

"Well," Xiao Yiming didn't look up, and nodded while peeling the shell, "It's not fragrant enough without honey."

"That's right." Cheng Mo knocked on the table.

There are fewer people eating now, and the food is served very quickly. The service didn't take long before their dishes were served.

Because today's topic was not about eating and drinking, after a few casual bites, Cheng Mo brought the topic to the real business.

"You're really in a hurry," he asked for a bottle of white wine, "Supposedly we should mention it to them in a roundabout way, the old man has no idea about these things, right?"

"I also mentioned something, I said that if Sun Wenqu was a woman, I would marry him." Fang Chi said.

"...It's better than not saying anything," Xiao Yiming sighed, "I'm afraid they think you're joking and don't take it seriously."

"Actually, I really didn't want to say it now, but there are some things that can't be helped." Fang Chi frowned, "Besides, I don't want to hold back like this anymore. Yesterday Li Zheng saw Sun Wenqu's profile picture in our dormitory and said Why did my girlfriend use a man's profile picture? I mentioned this to Sun Wenqu, and he immediately changed the profile picture. You really don't know how I felt at that time... I wanted to come out to the people in the dormitory immediately, and I was caught by them I made a mistake and didn't say it..."

Cheng Mo patted him on the shoulder: "I know this feeling."

After saying a few words, the three of them fell silent again. After eating for a while, Cheng Mo put down his chopsticks.

"Well," he thought for a while, "you can continue when you get home. Anyway, don't you say that your grandma always tells you that she is looking for a girlfriend to marry a wife every time she sees you? You just, once she says this, you It is said that it is better to find Sun Wenqu than to find a woman, or to be more comfortable with a man than to be with a woman. It is a joke to say this once or twice. If you say too much, they should feel that it is not a joke. .”

"That's what I wanted to say," Fang Chi frowned, "What did you say at the beginning?"

"Me?" Cheng Mo smiled, "My mother asked me why I didn't even have a girlfriend in high school. When I saw that the timing was good, I said that I had boyfriends, and then I said that. .”

"You have no reference value." Xiao Yiming stared at him for a long time.

"...He asked me, so who has reference value, you..." Cheng Mo paused in the middle of speaking, and his voice lowered, probably because he suddenly remembered that Xiao Yiming hadn't told him about it yet, but It was hard to stop when I opened my mouth, so I could only say in a low voice, "Is it?"

"My family is typically unprepared." Xiao Yiming was quite calm, "I found out all of a sudden, and then it exploded. I... can't go home."

"Aren't you going home for the Chinese New Year?" Cheng Mo immediately followed up sensitively.

"...I don't know yet." Xiao Yiming sighed.

"Then I'll wait for you," Cheng Mo said, "My home is a stronghold, and all the relatives come to my home for a group reunion every Chinese New Year. It's annoying, and I don't go back until I'm thirty every year."

Xiao Yiming glanced at him and said nothing.

"Hey... yo... hello..." Fang Chi turned to the beginning.

"Okay, let's get to the point first." Cheng Mo picked up the cup and tapped Fang Chi and Xiao Yiming's cups twice, "Are you just worried that you can't find a good entry point?"

"Yes." Fang Chi took a sip of his wine.

"I have an idea, that is..." Cheng Mo glanced at Xiao Yiming hesitantly, "I just... don't know..."

"Should I start?" Xiao Yiming responded quickly.

"Yes," Cheng Mo drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, "Doesn't his grandparents know you well, if there is a chance to let them know about you and see their reaction, it will be a little bit easier... I just don’t know if it fits.”

"Okay," Xiao Yiming nodded, "and maybe Grandpa will feel that Fang Chi is not alone in this kind of thing. There are quite a lot of people like this, so it might be better to accept it."

"Then don't forget to call my mother," Cheng Mo said, "I've already told my mother, my mother is very good at brainwashing people, Amway is a little expert, my cousin sells Mary Kay, I asked her to sell it, When I left, it didn’t sell well, and I spent money to buy my mother’s second-hand mink...Anyway, if it really doesn’t work, let my mother tell your grandpa, maybe it will work.”

Cheng Mo and Xiao Yiming also gave him a lot of ideas, although not many were really useful, and Cheng Mo always digressed, but Fang Chi still felt a lot more at ease.

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, at least it gave him some ideas and moved him very much.

"Fang Chi," Cheng Mo drank a lot of wine, but his eyes were still bright, and he patted Fang Chi's shoulder, "Well, the more I think about it, the more afraid I become, the more afraid I am, the more I can't speak, so let's go out and say it." , It’s easy to handle, beating, scolding, begging on your knees or whatever, just carry it down, in fact, if you have to think about it, don’t think about how to say it, think about how to say it after you speak, so that they can accept your choice with confidence .”

"Yeah." Fang Chi clinked glasses with him, and drank a sip of the wine in the glass.

They chatted, ate and drank, and when they came out of the store, there were no people on the street, and even the small supermarket that was usually open at this moment was closed.

As soon as the holidays came, these lively scenes brought by the students suddenly became depressed.

As soon as Fang Chi went out, his collar was poured by the north wind, and he shrank his neck: "Hey, I sobered up instantly."

"Would you like to take a tour of our school?" Cheng Mo asked Xiao Yiming, "Show you around."

"Then I..." Hearing what he meant, Fang Chi probably didn't plan to let himself participate in the campus walk of the pseudo-couples against the old north wind, "Go back to the dormitory?"

Xiao Yiming didn't make a sound, Cheng Mo nodded: "Go back, call me when you leave tomorrow."

"Okay," Fang Chi looked at Xiao Yiming again, "If you go back during the Chinese New Year, remember to contact me."

"En." Xiao Yiming responded.

This was the first time Fang Chi thought of the heavy pressure of the Chinese New Year. Getting up in the morning and sending the two of them to the station did not make him feel the joy and excitement of returning home after the Chinese New Year holiday.

It wasn't until almost noon that he received a call from Sun Wenqu that he jumped out of bed, feeling alive again.

"Get off the highway?" Fang Chi asked.

"Well, it's off." Sun Wenqu was playing music.

"Where are you? I'll wait for you at the door." Fang Chi said while putting on his shoes.

"Where are you going? Let me take a look," Sun Wenqu said, "There are no signs, just the words "Building 3, South District."

"Building 3 in the South District?" Fang Chi was stunned and then roared, "I rely on you to go downstairs to our dormitory?"

"Probably," Sun Wenqu said with a smile, "take your luggage and come down directly."

Fang Chi heard two horns from the window and the phone receiver at the same time, he ran to the window, saw the little red beetle parked on the side of the road downstairs, and pulled the corner of his mouth to the back of his head: "Get down immediately, wait for me. "

There is not much luggage, a small suitcase and a bag, in which are his precious dishes wrapped in two T-shirts.

Fang Chi ran downstairs, opened the car door and put his luggage in the back seat, and then, regardless of whether there was anyone beside him, he threw his arms around Sun Wenqu and kissed him several times, and bit his lips twice. .

"Hey," Sun Wenqu wiped his mouth, "Is it delicious?"

"Sweet," Fang Chi also wiped his mouth, and said with a smile, "It's really sweet, have you eaten chocolate?"

"Well," Sun Wenqu took a piece and handed it to him, "Do you want it? Sweeten it too."

"No, it's enough for me to look at you." Fang Chi closed the car door, twisted on the car seat for a long time before he understood his down jacket, "I thought you were driving that Cayenne again."

"When your Uncle Liangzi finishes the big ones, he will buy them. I'll exchange this one with him." Sun Wenqu tilted his head and said with a smile.

"Don't keep bullying him," Fang Chi took out his phone, "You buy it yourself."

"I thought you said you bought it for me." Sun Wenqu said.

"I don't say this kind of things that I just say for the sake of being nice. Let alone I'm just a freshman now. Even if I graduate now, I can't afford it," Fang Chi smiled, "If you really I bought it, and I will buy it for you when I change cars in the future."

"Okay," Sun Wenqu put his hands on his shoulders and squeezed his earlobe, "Who are you calling?"

"Cheng Mo, he hasn't left yet, tell him when I'm leaving," Fang Chi dialed Cheng Mo's phone, and Cheng Mo quickly picked it up, "I'm going to leave, you still have Do you have anything to explain?"

"I saw the two of you downstairs," Cheng Mo said, "You rushed in in broad daylight and gnawed on your ass, that is, no one is on vacation now, otherwise you don't even have to think about coming out in the dormitory, you just come out to the whole school." Closed..."

"Damn." Fang Chi laughed.

"I'm going down now, wait for me."

Cheng Mo came down with a paper bag, and Fang Chi knew it was fried chestnuts at a glance.

"Hi brother," Cheng Mo said hello to Sun Wenqu from the car window, and then handed the paper bag in, "Here, I really fried it this time, it's not processed, what do you want to taste?"

"I don't dare to eat it." Fang Chi opened it and looked at it, but it was quite delicious.

"Is there anyone like you?" Cheng Mo slapped him, and took out two small red cloth bags from his pocket, "You two are one for each of you. I will go to the temple with He Baobao on the [-]th." Prayer for peace."

"Thank you." Fang Chi took it and gave one to Sun Wenqu.

"Why don't you give me a New Year's greeting in advance." Sun Wenqu smiled.

"Happy New Year, brother, I wish you an early New Year." Cheng Mo said without thinking.

"Happy New Year." Sun Wenqu took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Cheng Mo.

"New year's money?" Cheng Mo was stunned, then squeezed the red envelope again, "Damn, it seems like a lot? Ordinary people don't need to give lucky money, right?"

"Xiao Yiming called me Uncle." Sun Wenqu said.

"What's the name..." Cheng Mo sighed, "Thank you brother."

After the car drove out of the school, Fang Chi reached into Sun Wenqu's pocket and took out a few more red envelopes. He clicked his tongue, opened the money, took out the money and counted them, all of them were [-].

"You still have a red envelope?" Fang Chi said.

"Well, as for Cheng Mo and Xiao Yiming, they may not be able to meet each other during the Chinese New Year, so I took them with me and gave them to anyone I saw." Sun Wenqu said.

"In addition to Xiao Yiming's, there is one more." Fang Chi said.

"Hey, don't you have to be prepared, in case there are other students present," Sun Wenqu smiled, "Are you checking the accounts?"

"Yeah, I haven't checked yet," Fang Chi put the money back into the red envelope, "Where did you get the money? I haven't given you any money recently, so how many red envelopes can you pretend to be with just a few thousand dollars?"

"Your Uncle Liangzi gave me the money," Sun Wenqu said, "I will transfer it to you when I get back."

"The bill is settled so soon?" Fang Chi was taken aback.

"How is it possible, this is pocket expenses plus living expenses plus a little more if you think about it," Sun Wenqu thought about it and parked the car on the side of the road again, "You drive, I will sleep for a while."

"Oh." Fang Chi switched to the cab.

Sun Wenqu sleeps very quietly, which gives Fang Chi an indescribable sense of satisfaction every time, especially when he sleeps in the car, the feeling that I can sleep soundly while you are driving, makes Fang Chi feel comfortable every time he sleeps. You can't help but smile when you look at him.

But today is different from the past, according to his previous plan of Sun Wenqu, this time Sun Wenqu will not go back to his grandfather's house with him, the car will drive to the bus station in the city, and Fang Chi will take the bus back by himself.

The closer he got to the destination, the more reluctant Fang Chi was.

If it was normal, he might still play tricks in the end and let Sun Wenqu go back with him, or spend the night in the city before going back the next day, but not this time.

In this state of being unable to imagine what would happen, Sun Wenqu could not be present.

Besides, he had something to worry about, so he wasn't in the mood to play tricks.

"Call me when you get home," Sun Wenqu tapped his chin lightly, "Be with your grandparents well. If you don't have time a year ago, don't come out. After the year, you will go back to the city for two days."

"Well," Fang Chi nodded, "I still want a red envelope from you."

"Didn't you give me the red envelope? Butler." Sun Wenqu said with a smile.

"Oh yes," Fang Chi smiled, "I have to give you a red envelope, and living expenses."

"If my dad doesn't bother me this year, you can go home with me," Sun Wenqu said, "Turn around and show off."

Fang Chi laughed: "Okay."

The two chatted for a while in the car, there were too many people coming and going around, Fang Chi didn't feel embarrassed to get tired of Sun Wenqu, so he took his hand and rubbed it on his leg.

"Are you implying something?" Sun asked, squinting at his hand.

"What..." Fang Chi was stunned, and looked down to see that Sun Wenqu's hand was almost rubbed on his crotch by himself, so he quickly grabbed his hand and pressed it to his chest, "I didn't hint!"

"Understood," Sun Wenqu smiled and moved to his lips and kissed, "Okay, let's go back, if we get home late, we will have supper, grandparents must have prepared a big table."

"Yeah." Fang Chi quickly turned his head and licked the corner of Sun Wenqu's lips.

When Fang Chi returned to the village, it was already past eight o'clock. Compared with the city, it was as dark as midnight at eight o'clock. If the boy hadn't barked twice, he almost didn't see the dog. where.

"Good dog, miss me?" Fang Chi touched the boy's head, and took a small flashlight from his collar.

This is Grandpa's idea. Every time he comes back, if it is night, Grandpa will ask the boy to bring a flashlight.

"Let's go." Fang Chi turned on the flashlight and picked up a stone from the ground. The kid happily put the stone in his mouth and jumped around beside him.

When approaching the entrance of the village, Fang Chi saw a light ahead, which was the way into the mountain, and the vacant land and old house of Uncle Li's house were there.

That was Li Bowen's farmhouse.

Fang Chi hesitated for a moment, and walked over with the boy.

It's too cold now, the soil is frozen, and it will take spring to build a house. There is no sign of construction starting here, but people can be seen standing at the door from a distance.

When he got closer, he realized that the man was actually Li Bowen, who was standing and hunching his neck, talking on the phone while walking towards a car parked beside him.

Probably seeing the light of Fang Chi's flashlight, Li Bowen stopped and turned around.

Fang Chi turned off the flashlight.

"Who is it?" Li Bowen asked.

"Me." Fang Chi responded, and turned the flashlight up to his face to light it up.

"Fuck!" Li Bowen yelled and took several steps back.