flying dog

Sun Wenqu didn't sleep well all night.

Usually there are a lot of things to think about, and he has to think about it for a long time in bed before he will fall asleep, but as long as he is not disturbed, it is fine for him to sleep until dawn.

Tonight, however, he was drowsy and didn't sleep well, and he woke up countless times in one night.

When he looked in the mirror in the morning, he felt that his face was a little pale. He clicked his tongue, and the dark circles under his eyes could be seen.

After washing, he leaned against the window to shave, watching the early risers downstairs.

"Mr. Sun!" Hu Yuanyuan poked her head out of the window on the second floor of the opposite studio and called him, "Come over and eat braised noodles!"

"Okay." Sun Wenqu nodded in response.

After changing his clothes and getting ready to go out with his mobile phone, Sun Wenqu looked at the phone again. Although the indicator light didn't flash, he unlocked the phone and looked again. There was indeed no information.

The mobile phone is very quiet. After Fang Chi hung up the phone last night, he didn't send a message or call again. Although Fang Chi said that he had a fever and was sick, and he was going to sleep after taking medicine, the sound really sounded like he was sick... But Sun Wenqu could still feel that something had happened.

How good Fang Chi's health is, others don't know, but he... is very clear, this kid has never had a cold all year round, and he has a fever overnight when he returns home?

And based on what he knew about Fang Chi, even if he took sleeping pills, he would wake up on schedule and would not stop calling sooner or later.

What a fool.

And the phrase "I love you".

Although Sun Wenqu's heart melted into fluff at the moment he heard it, warm and reassuring, but it was the phrase "I love you" that exposed Fang Chi.

Although this kid wanted to take off his pants on the street when he saw him, he almost wrote the four characters "I want to fuck you" on his forehead, but there was nothing special, he couldn't say these three characters.

He will be embarrassed.

It can only be an accident that can make a person who would giggle twice after saying "I miss you" say "I love you" so suddenly.

But if something goes wrong...

what will happen?

It was only when Sun Wenqu went out that he realized that he was not wearing a scarf. When the north wind swept through him, he felt that the ground below was about to freeze, so he had to make up his mind and went back upstairs to get the scarf again.

The scarf was still the one that Fang Chi gave him back then, the style was very ordinary, but it was quite warm.

He wrapped the scarf around his neck, bowed his head and walked towards the door of the studio.

Fang Chi's voice is so hoarse, it can't be pretended, he doesn't have this acting skills, and yesterday's acting skills are already off the charts for Fang Chi.

What happened to make him hoarse like that in a day?

Hit Li Bowen again?

Then Li Bowen fought back?

Next is the fight between villagers and investors?

Then you can't make your voice hoarse.

This is usually urgent.

Sun Wenqu stopped, closed his eyes and sighed softly.

Fang Chi came out.

"Are you sure?" Ma Liang took a mouthful of noodles, a little surprised.

"You really haven't heard anything from him?" Sun Wenqu picked out the cucumber shreds from his noodles and threw them into Ma Liang's bowl.

"No, he just said no, he can't tell me, because I know, if I know, Ken will definitely follow, you said," Ma Liang thought for a while, "Why, why?"

"In order to tell the family before Li Bowen talks nonsense with his grandparents." Sun Wenqu has no appetite, and Hu Yuanyuan's stewed noodles are well done, but he can't taste the taste after eating.

"Li, maybe Li Bowen will say it, maybe!" Ma Liang frowned.

"What if I say so," Sun Wenqu put down the bowl, "He cares so much about the old man and the old lady. If Li Bowen went to visit his parents, he probably wouldn't be so worried. It's just these two old people, he can't bear it."

"Then what, what should we do?" Ma Liang asked.

Sun Wenqu didn't speak.

When Fang Chi woke up in the morning, he sat on the bed in a daze for a long time.

He didn't expect that he fell asleep, and he fell asleep quite deeply. The feeling of guilt made him stunned for a long time without moving.

The kid was on the roof, leaning over the window to watch him, his paws jingling on the glass.

Fang Chi got out of bed, walked over to open the door with his shoes on, and let the kid in.

After closing the door, he didn't move, and stood propped on the wall for a long time.

It took only four or five steps from the bed to the door, and he almost cried out because of the pain in his body.

My head hurts, my eye socket hurts, my shoulder hurts, my back hurts, and my thighs, calves, and heels all hurt.

Soreness, tingling, soreness.

He slowly moved back to the bed and sat down, stroking the boy's head.

Sighing lightly, he put his legs on the stool next to him and stared out the window in a daze.

When he usually wakes up, he will run downstairs, wash up and watch grandma busy in the kitchen, and by the way, make a fool of himself and specify what breakfast he wants to eat.

Now he didn't even have the courage to open the door and go out into the corridor.

Grandpa and grandma didn't know how they spent the night, did they fall asleep, cried, sighed... He really wanted to know, but he didn't dare to walk out of this door, he didn't dare to look into the eyes of grandpa and grandma.

The boy's forehead was warm, he put his palm over and rubbed it on the boy's head.

Although he didn't dare, he still wanted to go out.

Go out, go downstairs and find grandpa.

Whether grandpa scolds or hits, he has to talk to him again.

If he just stayed here in a daze, then what he started yesterday would be meaningless.

He took the phone, habitually called out Sun Wenqu's number, and stared at it for a long time.

After hanging up the phone last night, he felt his nose sore. If he didn't really feel that he couldn't cry at this time, he would probably have swollen eyes from crying.

I love you.

He didn't know why he said this all of a sudden.

It's like wanting to give myself courage, and I hope to find support from Sun Wenqu's response.

Sun Wenqu's words "I love you too" without hesitation made him feel much more stable.

He stood up, changed his clothes, gritted his teeth, moved his arms and legs, took a deep breath, and jumped around the room twice.

Just as he was about to open the door and go out, the cell phone thrown on the bed rang.

He is familiar with the exclusive ringtone of Sun Wenqu who will make him excited when he hears the first note.

He picked up the phone, but he hesitated whether to answer the call or not.

Except for the first time they met, he reluctantly partnered with Fang Ying to deceive Sun Wenqu. After that, he never lied in front of Sun Wenqu until last night.

His ability is only for those few minutes, and if he continues to talk, he will probably have to reveal his secrets.

Now Sun Wenqu's call, he is a little afraid to answer.

He was afraid that if he talked too much, Sun Wenqu would hear something was wrong, that man was an old fox, and his knowledge was of no use in front of him.

But the phone still had to be answered, and Sun Wenqu would become even more suspicious if he didn't answer it.

"Hello?" Fang Chi picked up the phone, and when he spoke, he found that his voice was still hoarse, even hoarse than yesterday, as if it had been filed by a grinding wheel.

"Is it better?" Over there, Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue when he heard his voice, "It's a smoky voice."

"It's gone," Fang Chi replied carefully, "It's much better, but my voice is still hoarse."

"What medicine are you taking? Is it not right?" Sun Wenqu asked.

"Just... those medicines," Fang Chi said, "Don't worry, just sleep for two days and you'll be fine."

"You tell me what medicine the hospital prescribes. I'm really not sure about the medicines in your township hospital and county hospital." Sun Wenqu said.

Fang Chi pinched himself, feeling that he was too inconsiderate, pretending to have a fever, and didn't check what medicine he would take.

But who would have thought that Sun Wenqu would suddenly stare at the medicine!

Or... Fang Chi was startled suddenly, or did Sun Wenqu feel something?

"I'm lying on the bed," Fang Chi quickly lay back on the bed, and pulled the quilt over himself, "The medicine is all downstairs, I don't want to move..."

"Let me go and see you," Sun Wenqu said, "I've known you for so long, and you haven't been sick yet. Let me see if leeks are mentally ill."

"Don't," Fang Chi was taken aback, "No, you don't need to come and see me, I'm fine, I'm fine today, but my voice is still a little hoarse."

Fang Chi was in a hurry, and when he spoke, his voice was out of tune and he felt that this person was seriously ill.

"Really?" Sun Wenqu smiled, "It's surprising that you didn't let me see you."

"It's an accident." Fang Chi lowered his voice, "I'm really fine. It's time for relatives to come back at home these few days. It's a mess."

"Okay, I won't go," Sun Wenqu said, "Then you take your medicine on time, sleep more, and talk less."

"Yeah." Fang Chi responded and heaved a sigh of relief.

"I'll go home during the Chinese New Year," Sun Wenqu said in a soft voice, which sounded comfortable, "If you can come out, let me know, and I'll pick you up."

"...Okay," Fang Chi replied, for some reason, his nose was so sore that his eyes almost couldn't be opened. Tears overflowed instantly, and he pressed his eyes, "Then I'll sleep for a while."

"Yeah." Sun Wenqu leaned over to the phone and kissed.

Fang Chi also kissed the phone hard.

After hanging up the phone, he turned over, embraced the quilt, and buried his face in it.

It was almost noon when Fang Chi adjusted his mood, walked out of the house and went downstairs.

There was no one in the living room on the first floor, and there was a sound in the kitchen, probably grandma was busy.

He wanted to go over to have a look, but stopped after taking two steps, hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked towards the backyard.

The kid who was following him yelled, and ran to the front briskly. From this look, he knew that grandpa was in the backyard.

"Grandpa." Fang Chi stood by the door, looking at Grandpa who was standing in the backyard lighting the stove.

Every time he sees his grandfather's back, he feels at ease. The feeling of lying on his grandfather's back and swinging his legs while listening to him is the nostalgia engraved in his memory.

The current grandfather, his back is still straight, but he obviously doesn't have the strength he remembered.

Grandpa is old.

Fang Chi often feels this kind of emotion, but he has never felt it as deeply as he does now.

"Get up." Grandpa didn't turn his head.

"Well, it's been a long time since I woke up, just..." Fang Chi walked a few steps towards his grandfather, "I didn't dare to come down."

"Does your head hurt?" Grandpa asked.

"It doesn't hurt," Fang Chi touched the back of his head, "It doesn't hurt anywhere."

"Oh," Grandpa turned to look at him, "That seems to be an understatement."

"Grandpa," Fang Chi bit his lips, "I want to... talk to you, let's talk for a while, and you can hit me after we finish talking, okay?"

"What do you want to talk about." Grandpa continued to look at the stove.

Fang Chi pulled his collar, squatted down next to his grandfather, and pushed a small stool next to him behind his grandfather's legs: "Grandpa, sit down."

"Let's talk." Grandpa sighed and sat down.

"Is my grandma okay?" Fang Chi asked carefully.

"It's not very good." Grandpa glanced at him, "You also know that she has been waiting to see you find a good girl to marry, she hugged her great-grandson and great-granddaughter, and then closed her eyes, you suddenly said... said you like it Sun asked him how she could bear it."

"Grandpa, I don't want to do this either." Fang Chi lowered his head, pulled the boy, and pinched its ears, "I... really don't want to do this, but this matter... I really can't help it."

"Can't you change it?" Grandpa asked, "Grandpa really can't figure it out, can this not be changed? Why do you have to like men?"

"If this could be changed so easily, there wouldn't be so many people like me," Fang Chi frowned, "It's too difficult, Grandpa, you know I never annoy you, if it could be changed, I wouldn't It won’t be where it is today.”

Grandpa was silent, picked up a new pipe from the ground, lit it and took two puffs.

Fang Chi stared at the dancing flames in the stove in a daze.

"The grandson asked him, does he like men too?" Grandpa asked, "Do you like him? Does he like you too?"

Fang Chi nodded without making a sound.

Grandpa sighed heavily.

"Is grandma mad at him?" Fang Chi said softly, "It's not his fault. Before I knew him... I've always... been like this, and I just happened to know him."

"Grandma wasn't really angry with him, you said such a thing," grandpa's hand holding the pipe trembled slightly, "she always needs someone to scold and vent her anger, she can't bear to blame her precious grandson, so she can only Blame someone else."

Fang Chi wiped his eyes.

The mood that was so easy to calm suddenly turned a little turbulent.

"I see you like this." Grandpa turned his head and looked at him. "I'm afraid that if we die in front of you like this, you won't change anything."

"Grandpa," Fang Chi saw the tears in Grandpa's eyes, he quickly lowered his head, reached out and grabbed Grandpa's arm, and grabbed it very hard, "Don't say that, don't say that."

"I actually don't understand what's going on," the grandpa took a puff of cigarette, "Grandpa really doesn't understand, so many people find a girl to live well, why my grandson can't do it, grandpa is really short-lived I can't figure it out for a while, what a good child, why..."

Fang Chi didn't know how to explain it to his grandfather, even his parents, and even some of his classmates might be the same, unable to understand or figure it out.

Let alone old people like grandparents who have lived in the countryside all their lives.

"Grandpa," Fang Chi was silent for a long time, then raised his head, "Would you like to answer the phone? I know an aunt who is the mother of my classmate. My classmate... is like me, would you like to listen to what his mother said? ?”

"Your classmate is the same as you?" Grandpa was a little surprised.

"Yes," Fang Chi bit his lip, "My roommates in this classmate's dormitory, too, two."

"So many?" Grandpa asked.

"Well," Fang Chi nodded, "I can't say a lot, but there are a lot. Grandpa, I'm not a pervert, nor a bad student. I just..."

"Grandpa didn't say you were perverted, nor did you say you were a bad student. Grandpa and grandma just..." Grandpa stopped and sighed, "Then let me hear what this classmate's mother has to say."

Fang Chi took out his phone nervously, found Cheng Mo's mother's number, and tapped the number lightly.

The phone rang twice before being picked up, and a gentle woman's voice came over: "Hello?"

"Excuse me, is this Cheng Mo's mother?" Fang Chi asked.

"Yes, are you Fang Chi?" Cheng Mo's mother immediately asked.

"Well, auntie, I'm Fang Chi," Fang Chi was a little nervous, "it's just..."

"I heard from Cheng Mo that you came out with your grandparents? He originally said it would take a few days, but he didn't expect it to be so soon." Cheng Mo's mother said softly, "Grandpa and grandma are very sad, right?"

"Yes," Fang Chi glanced at his grandfather, "I don't know how to explain something to my grandfather..."

"It's okay, is grandpa by your side?" Cheng Mo's mother said, "Let me have a chat with grandpa, don't worry, auntie will take care of herself."

"Okay, thank you auntie, I'll give the phone to my grandpa." Fang Chi wanted to turn on the speakerphone, but he was afraid that grandpa would feel uncomfortable, so he just turned up the volume of the receiver to the maximum, and then passed the phone over, "My classmate Cheng Mo Mother, grandpa, you talk to her."

Grandpa answered the phone: "Hello?"

Fang Chi pricked up his ears to hear what Cheng Mo's mother said, but he couldn't hear clearly after hearing the vague sentence "Hello, Grandpa, I'm the mother of classmate Xiao Chi".

Grandpa has always been a little confused about mobile phones. Every time he answers the phone, he will stick the receiver tightly to his ear, for fear that he will not be able to hear the other party's voice.

"I always feel that these two people are so far away. If they don't stick close together, I'm afraid I won't hear them." Grandpa explained with a smile before.

"Then why don't you put the phone in your ear!" Grandma said immediately.

Fang Chi can still remember the appearance of his grandparents at that time, he wanted to laugh, but also felt like crying.

Such grandparents, now because of him, experience shock, bewilderment, disappointment and worry that they never imagined...

"No, bring some gifts?" Ma Liang asked, "How many bottles of good wine do I have?"

"You think I'm going to propose marriage." Sun Wenqu said.

"Of course not, no," Ma Liang clicked his tongue, "It's my elder nephew who wants to propose a marriage. Come here, I just went to your sister-in-law's house to propose a marriage."

"Don't bring up the past again," Hu Yuanyuan waved her hand beside her, "You know about this, right? You know how he mentioned the kiss? I've told my father in advance that this uncle is not eloquent. Dad said it was okay, but the girl went to my house with a writing board and wrote all the time! After that, my dad said that this person is stuttering or dumb! He almost refused to marry him!"

"He can't write as fast as he talks when he's nervous," Sun Wenqu said happily, "Okay, I'm leaving, I'll be back at night."

"Come back at night?" Hu Yuanyuan was taken aback, "Can you make it in time?"

"Live in the town if you can't make it in time, or..." Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue, "Go to Li Bowen's farmhouse, and he will definitely bring me delicious food with a smile on his face."

"This shit will be impotent sooner or later." When Hu Yuanyuan mentioned Li Bowen, she looked contemptuous.

"Hey! Hey!" Ma Liang looked at her, "Su, quality."

"No, where did the quality of the two of us come from, that is, to open a studio for making pottery, and to put the two of us to the waste collection station, and the seamless connection is the same." Hu Yuanyuan curled her lips.

"I want to divorce, divorce." Ma Liang said sullenly.

"Go, the agreement is in the drawer, hurry up," Hu Yuanyuan slapped him, and took two boxes of American ginseng from the cabinet, "ask him, don't take the wine, it's really like a marriage proposal, take this, what should I say It’s also Chinese New Year, it’s one thing for an old man to be angry and refuse to take it, but it’s another thing if you don’t take it, etiquette is still required.”

"Okay," Sun Wenqu took it and patted Ma Liang on the shoulder, "Did you see, quality."

Ma Liang went out and turned around, and drove the Cayenne again from nowhere, saying that if it was going to drive late at night, it would not be safe for bugs, and the big car should be stable.

"Tell me honestly, did you buy this car secretly?" Sun Wenqu got into the car.

"Really, no," Ma Liang smiled, "The front worker, the industrial park, is an old, boss, and I know him well."

"Okay, I'm leaving." Sun Wenqu closed the car door.

"If you have something to do, call." Ma Liang patted the car window.

It won't be a big deal.

Sun Wenqu knew how much the two old people loved Fang Chi, which is why Fang Chi first chose to come out with them. Grandma might be more intense, while grandpa would be calmer.

It's just how sad they will be, Sun Wenqu didn't dare to think about it.

And how uncomfortable Fang Chi will be... The fact that his voice became hoarse overnight has already explained everything.

This was the fastest time for Sun Wenqu to drive, and he was overtaking almost the whole time. At this speed, he hadn't passed it for many years.

The older you get, the slower you drive.

But today he was really in a hurry. Fang Chi was quite agile when he choked on his father, but he really didn't know what to say when facing his grandparents.

It didn't feel like it took long before we arrived at the intersection where the boy always squatted and waited for Fang Chi.

Sun Wenqu didn't drive to the entrance of the village, but stopped when he was still a long way from the entrance of the village.

After getting out of the car, he didn't go to the entrance of the village. He stepped on the frozen broken stones along the river beach and walked around the village in the direction of Fang Chi's backyard.

Fang Chi didn't want him to come. From the very beginning, Fang Chi didn't want him to know. He didn't let go until he called in the morning.

In this case, Sun Wenqu didn't want Fang Chi to know that he was coming.

In front was the small vegetable garden of Fang Chi's house. Sun Wenqu stopped, hunched his neck against the old Beifeng and stood by the river staring there.

I wore a hat and scarf, and a mask, and I was wearing the thickest down jacket, but I could still feel the cold.

He stomped his feet on the spot and jumped up and down from time to time.

He wanted to wait here for Grandpa to come out.

But I didn't see anyone coming out until my gloved hands started to freeze.

After standing for almost half an hour, he finally saw the kid running out of the backyard.

kid?

The kid is fine too!

"Boy!" He shouted, not daring to make it too loud, he didn't know where Fang Chi was now.

The kid lowered his head and didn't look this way.

"Boy! You are deaf!" Sun Wenqu shouted again with a suppressed voice.

The kid finally raised his head and looked this way, but he didn't go this way.

"Come here! Good boy! I'm your Sun Da," Sun Wenqu knelt down, picked out a stone from the ice stubble, and knocked it on another stone on the ground, "Look, stone! You like it! Come here! "

The sound of the stone knocking finally excited the boy, flicking his tail and ran in small steps this way, when he got close, the boy recognized him, yelled twice, and Sa Yazi started to run wildly.

"Hey! Don't rush!" Sun Wenqu hurriedly wanted to dodge, but the kid had already pounced on him, pawed at his crotch, and he quickly blocked it with the ginseng box in his hand, "You are crazy! "

The kid was very excited when he saw him, he circled around him, kept pressing the tip of his nose against his hand, and finally bit his pants and pulled towards Fang Chi's house.

"Boy, boy, you are obedient, I can't go over," Sun Wenqu knelt down and grabbed the boy's head and neck, "I can't let your brother know that I'm coming, he will lose face and worry, help me I have a favor."

The kid calmed down after being excited for a while, and looked at him.

"This," Sun Wenqu thought for a while, and took off the little bone that Fang Chi gave him from his neck, "You give this to grandpa, call grandpa out, I don't think grandpa will run outside today Here I am, I'm freezing to death, go and help me call him out."

The boy looked at him without moving.

"Take this," Sun Wenqu handed the leather rope to the boy's mouth, and the boy bit his mouth, "Oh, my dear, this is not edible, give it to grandpa, grandpa."

The kid was still looking at him.

"Grandpa," Sun Wenqu repeated, "Grandpa."

The kid tilted his head.

"I didn't call you," Sun Wenqu felt like he was going crazy, "Give it to grandpa, do you understand? Take it to grandpa, grandpa, don't give it to your brother!"

After he repeated "Grandpa" continuously, the kid turned around and ran back.

Sun Wenqu looked at its small figure, and pulled down the hat again.

He really didn't expect that one day he would do this for a child who was not yet 20 years old.

Childish and nervous, Sun Wenqu, you are really about to ascend to immortality.