flying dog

Fang Chi didn't wake up naturally in the morning.

Although I had to go home early this morning to chat with my parents, I couldn’t bear it anymore. The big stage finally opened. After the perfect performance with thunderous applause, I slept all night and didn’t even think about dreaming. I felt like I just closed my eyes. Then I heard Sun Wenqu's voice on the phone.

He opened his eyes in bewilderment, wondering who you were talking to in the middle of the night, but he saw Sun Wenqu with a toothbrush in his mouth.

"I can't get hot water no matter which way I turn it," Sun Wenqu said vaguely with a toothbrush in his mouth, "It was still good when I used it last night... oh, oh... okay, I'll check it out. "

"Who's calling?" Fang Chi waited for him to hang up the phone, and asked, "What time is it?"

"Landlord, it's almost eight o'clock son," Sun Wenqu threw the phone on the bed, turned and walked out, "Get up, didn't you say you'd go back early in the morning?"

"...I feel like I just fell asleep," Fang Chi rubbed his eyes, "Don't go, come here and let me kiss you."

"I spit." Sun Wenqu glanced back at him.

"I don't care." Fang Chi opened his arms.

Sun Wenqu came back, put his arms on the bed, lowered his head and rubbed his forehead, nose, upper lips, and then jumped out of the bed.

It took Fang Chi a long time to come back to his senses, and he felt the smell of toothpaste on his mouth, and then touched his face, the toothpaste froth in his hand, he immediately became sober, and sat up: "Sun Wenqu, what kind of behavior are you doing?" ?”

"I told you that you still insist on kissing me, so I have to tell you with your actions that you will act at your own risk," Sun Wenqu said in the living room, "I'll go to Liangzi's for breakfast later."

"Yeah." Fang Chi got off the bed slowly, ran into the bathroom with his shoes on, and hugged Sun Wenqu from behind who was washing his face.

"Don't retaliate." Sun Wenqu said.

"I'm a person of quality," Fang Chi let go of him, and squeezed to his side to pick up the toothbrush, "Is this the one I used before?"

"No, it's a new one," Sun Wenqu said.

"I didn't use that one twice before, so I threw it away?" Fang Chi clicked his tongue, "Waste."

"Toothbrush needs to be changed every month." Sun Wenqu wiped his face, and put his face in front of the mirror to look at it.

"I didn't use that one for a month." Fang Chi said.

"Are you annoying?" Sun Wenqu glared at him from the mirror, "If I change mine, I'll replace one of yours. I don't care if you use it or not. I just like to put the two identical ones there. .”

Fang Chi was stunned and smiled: "Then you can also..."

"No, I don't like to use the same toothbrush every time." Sun Wenqu interrupted him, "Hurry up and clean up, you are so long-winded early in the morning, why didn't you notice that you talk too much before."

"How do you know what I'm going to say?" Fang Chi laughed while brushing his teeth.

"I'm almost graduating from elementary school, and you just grew into a humanoid boy in your mother's womb." Sun Wenqu flicked him in the face, turned and went out.

Hu Yuanyuan made fried dumplings and soy milk for breakfast. Fang Chi enjoyed the meal, but was always stared at while eating.

As soon as you look up, you can see the straight eyes of Mr. Huang and Sesame Sauce sitting side by side on the table.

"This cat is treated too high here with you, and it's already on the table. If I stop it for a while, I'll take it out of my bowl." Fang Chi pointed to Mr. Huang, "Huangpijiang, you're fat like four!" Why don't you look in the bowl when the bottle of sauce is gone?"

Mr. Huang didn't move, as if he didn't hear it, but Sesame Sauce next to him meowed.

"Is this white cat okay?" Sun Wenqu put down his chopsticks after eating a few dumplings, and tapped his fingers on the table a few times. The two cats turned around and came to him at the same time. Mr. Huang still looked down at him Rubbing his head in his palm.

"Well, I felt refreshed when I got it back. I took it to the hospital for a check-up and said that I am in good health and have been vaccinated." Hu Yuanyuan said, "I think, if I don't want to pick up a few more, the store in the city is not planning to make it Coffee Tao, put all the cats there."

"Mr. Huang's store is too ugly." Fang Chi grabbed the tip of Mr. Huang's tail. Mr. Huang turned his face and slapped him with a paw. How about plucking hair?"

"Just tickle you, did you abuse it before?" Hu Yuanyuan laughed uncontrollably.

"It was almost dead when I picked it up, and it took a week to recover." Fang Chi tugged at its tail again, "As a result, he rebelled as soon as he saw Sun Wenqu, ugly eunuch."

Mr. Huang turned around and threw himself on his arm, and used a set of shadowless palms on his arm.

"Hey!" Fang Chi stood up, "Let's go!"

When going back this time, Fang Chi's mood has been very different compared to that time a year ago.

Nervousness, fear, uneasiness, and guilt, which have haunted him since the moment he decided to speak out, are slowly receding. The anxiety is still there, and the guilt is still there, but the stronger feeling is firmness.

Facing his family's concessions and worries, the only thing he can do is to prove to them.

It proves that their concession and tolerance are worthwhile.

"Drive carefully." Sun Wenqu said in the passenger seat.

"...I'm serious," Fang Chi withdrew his thoughts, and glanced at him, "Aren't you sleeping?"

"You shook it twice, you woke me up." Sun Wenqu closed his eyes again, "The eyes are all empty...what are you thinking about?"

"Think about the future." Fang Chi laughed twice.

"I can really figure it out," Sun Wenqu yawned, "Boss Fang, please apply. I will transfer money to Liangzi next month."

"How much?" Fang Chi asked.

"Turn around the whole thing," Sun Wenqu said, "it's not much in total."

"Okay," Fang Chi nodded, smiled after thinking about it, "I should go and withdraw all the money, and then give it to him."

"Nervous." Sun Wenqu said with a smile.

"You said that if you really did this, what would he say?" Fang Chi asked.

"That's it, it's still a lot of work, take it out and get it out," Sun Wenqu imitated Ma Liang's tone, "If you change it to Mao, you will have more bills, so good, and you will see more."

Fang Chi directed a tonjo in front of him.

There have been more cars on the road today, those who do business have gone out to work, and those who have a rest have also gone out to play. Fang Chi thinks about it with emotion, this is his first vacation without friends.

Just as he was feeling emotional, the phone rang in his pocket, and Sun Wenqu reached out to help him take it out to have a look: "Xiao Yiming."

"The earphones are in his pocket." Fang Chi said, and Sun Wenqu helped him plug in the earphones. As soon as the call was connected, he heard a noisy voice over there.

"How is it?" Xiao Yiming asked without waiting for him to speak.

"It's okay, I know everything," Fang Chi said, "I went back to the city yesterday, and now I'm driving back."

"With Uncle Sun?" Xiao Yiming asked.

"En." Fang Chi responded.

Over there, Xiao Yiming said softly to the side: "It's all right."

"Are you with Cheng Mo?" Fang Chi asked.

"... Mmm." Xiao Yiming cleared his throat.

"We've been together during Chinese New Year?" Fang Chi asked again.

"Yes," Xiao Yiming replied, "He didn't go home for the New Year."

"Damn it," Fang Chi smiled, "Then where did you two spend your new year?"

"I'm going to work during Chinese New Year," Xiao Yiming said, "I just went to have a meal at Thirty."

"Anyway, you two are tired of being together these few days?" Fang Chi laughed.

"I asked him to come home. If he doesn't come back, I won't bother to care about it anymore." Xiao Yiming's voice became a little vague, as if he was eating, "Anyway..."

"You don't care if he doesn't go back anyway," Fang Chi said.

Xiao Yiming smiled: "Then what, Cheng Mo will tell you."

"Fang Chi," Cheng Mo's voice came from over there immediately, "how is the atmosphere in your house now?"

"It's average, it's not particularly miserable, and it's not particularly happy," Fang Chi said, "But I really want to thank your mother. When I'm free, I'll go back to the city and treat her to a meal, shall I?"

"No, you can treat me to dinner," Cheng Mo said, "Does someone need to interrupt the current atmosphere of your house? It's just to help create a happy Chinese New Year atmosphere."

Fang Chi was taken aback for a moment, then he became happy: "You two?"

"Well, but if it's inconvenient for your brother to go too, forget it, and we'll find another place to play." Cheng Mo said.

"Sun Wenqu doesn't live at my house," Fang Chi glanced at Sun Wenqu, "he goes to his friend's farmhouse."

"Nongjiale?" Cheng Mo immediately regained his energy when he heard that, "Nongjiale is not bad, so let's live in the farmhouse with your brother."

"Is Li Bowen's farmhouse able to accommodate people?" Fang Chi asked Sun Wenqu.

"There must be a place where people can live," Sun Wenqu said with a smile, "He wants to live when he comes here."

"Then it's probably a decent place to live," Fang Chi said into the phone, "Just..."

"No problem, just stay for two days to have fun and feel the atmosphere of the New Year in the countryside." Cheng Mo said.

Fang Chi clicked his tongue: "Let me ask you, are you going to create an atmosphere for my house or play?"

"Let's play," Cheng Mo laughed, "but to be honest, if we really need to liven up the atmosphere, if you say a word, we will show up right away."

"Come and call me." Fang Chi said with a smile.

The kid was still waiting at the intersection. He recognized Sun Wenqu's car, and when he saw it from afar, he rushed over while screaming, his tail wagging in circles.

Fang Chi put down the car window: "Good boy, stay away from the car, or press your paw!"

The kid followed the car and ran to the entrance of the village side by side.

"Where is the car parked?" Fang Chi asked.

Sun Wenqu looked at the half-finished Nongjiale in front of him, and narrowed his eyes: "Stop at the entrance of the Nongjiale."

The farmhouse is still a semi-finished product, the ground has been hardened, and the two existing two-story buildings have been repaired. The rest has not yet started, and it looks similar to what Fang Chi saw that night.

No one could be seen at the door, only a dirty farmer's cart was parked.

Sun Wenqu got out of the car and walked around outside. Fang Chi didn't follow him, but just teased the boy at the door.

Sun Wenqu turned around and came back: "The scale is not small."

"I see there are workers inside." Fang Chi said.

"Go in." Sun Wenqu pulled the scarf, turned and entered the door of the farmhouse.

"You wait here, boy." Fang Chi patted the boy's head.

When Fang Chi came here that day, he didn’t see clearly what was going on inside the farmhouse. It was only when he came in today that he saw it clearly.

Fang Chi clicked his tongue. It seems that Li Bowen really intends to make a serious farmhouse.

If it wasn't for the owner of this farmhouse being Li Bowen, he really thought it would be nice to have such a big farmhouse.

There were people in the house, and after hearing the movement of the two of them in the yard, someone came out.

Fang Chi turned his head and glanced, it was actually Li Bowen.

The New Year's Eve is still here?

It's really hard work.

"Ask him?" Li Bowen was stunned after seeing the people in the yard clearly.

"Happy Chinese New Year." Sun Wenqu put his hands in his pockets and smiled at him.

"Happy Chinese New Year," Li Bowen glanced at Fang Chi's face, then looked out of the yard, "Why... are you here?"

"Let's take a look, my good buddy's farmhouse," Sun Wenqu curled his lips, "I just came here today, so it's not interesting."

Li Bowen's face twitched, as if he wanted to laugh but didn't laugh: "Come in and have a seat?"

"Don't sit down yet," Sun Wenqu turned his head to look around again, "Do you live here now? The place where you live is ready?"

"Several rooms in the building can accommodate people, and they're all ready," Li Bowen said with a gloomy expression, "But I don't live here..."

"That's great," Sun Wenqu patted Fang Chi on the shoulder, "Go in and have a look at the room."

Fang Chi nodded, and entered the room with him.

There were two other people in the room, who seemed to be workers, looking at the drawings.

Sun Wenqu entered the house and went upstairs. Fang Chi looked around behind him. The inside of the house has been renovated. The big white walls before were repainted and beautiful lights were installed. The pastoral style looks quite comfortable.

The second floor is all made of old wooden floors, the railings and room doors are also made of old wood, and there are still oil lamps hanging in the corridor.

"It's quite tasty." Sun Wenqu pushed open a door and looked inside.

"Ask him," Li Bowen followed, with a smile that couldn't be recovered from muscle twitching, "What do you mean?"

"Just this one," Sun Wenqu pointed to the room, "I'll live here tonight, and the next room is reserved for Fang Chi's classmate."

Li Bowen's expression froze for a moment: "What?"

"I live in this room, and Fang Chi's two classmates live in that room." Sun Wenqu looked at him, "Is the radiator installed? But I think the air conditioner is installed."

"...Yes," Li Bowen stared at him, "What do you mean?"

"There are three people who want to stay here for one night," Fang Chi clicked his tongue, "I've said this three times, do you understand?"

Li Bowen didn't speak, and there was a habitual smile on his face when he was facing Sun Wenqu. Although it was obvious at a glance that he was not very happy, when he turned his head to look at Fang Chi, the smile disappeared.

After staring at Fang Chi for a long time, he suddenly yelled, "I don't understand! If you still want to play, let me just say it!"

This roar was full of energy, and it was not affected by the unheated room in the winter. It went straight to the sky, so frightened that Fang Chi almost jumped up and punched him.

"Ouch," Sun Wenqu was also taken aback, and took a step back, "I almost want to applaud this high note."

"Ask him," Li Bowen took a breath, trying to control his tone, "why don't you go to his house, his house is so close... There is still such a big misunderstanding between us, now you still come here to live, you What do you want...to do?"

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding is there between us?" Sun Wenqu raised his eyebrows, "Did you call me that day to say that? I didn't understand it."

Li Bowen looked at him, and the corners of his eyes twitched a few times: "You really don't know?"

"I said that the other day," Sun Wenqu put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the wall, "I don't have time to mess with you."

"Well, just pretend you don't know," Li Bowen closed his eyes, took another breath, and exhaled slowly, "Then let me tell you now, my dad thought I liked men... no, he thought I liked... you!"

Sun Wenqu was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

Fang Chi asked from the side: "Then do you like him?"

"I'm not fucking gay!" Li Bowen turned his head and shouted at him, "No!"

"Oh." Fang Chi responded.

"Ask him," Li Bowen looked at Sun Wenqu, "I can't even get out now. It's just started here, and my dad just asked me to withdraw..."

"Isn't Uncle Li quite open-minded?" Sun Wenqu had a surprised expression on his face.

Li Bowen stared at him: "It's quite open-minded, he said he can understand that I like men but he can't like you!"

Sun Wenqu stared at him for a few seconds and then burst out laughing, leaning against the wall and couldn't stop laughing.

"Don't laugh, I just came here today to get something. My dad almost asked someone to escort me out... Ask him," Li Bowen pointed to himself, "I like men and women, don't you know?"

"I really don't know." Sun Wenqu said with a smile.

Li Bowen opened his mouth and said nothing, the expression on his face was almost like a knife, and he could cut people down.

The three of them didn't speak, Sun Wenqu suppressed a smile, Li Bowen probably suppressed the fire, and Fang Chi lowered his head while playing with his mobile phone.

After a long time, Fang Chi's cell phone rang, and he turned around to answer the call.

Li Bowen glanced at him, moved closer to Sun Wenqu, and took another deep breath: "Qunqu."

"Yeah." Sun Wenqu looked at him.

"There is a misunderstanding between us," Li Bowen frowned, "You have misunderstood me."

"That's right," Sun Wenqu smiled, "Maybe."

"No matter what you think of me, whether I...have that meaning for you," Li Bowen said, "You should be clear, now my dad thinks so of me, no matter how I explain it, he won't believe it."

"Uncle Li is quite stubborn." Sun Wenqu said.

"I don't care how he thinks this way, but you are the only one who can speak for me," Li Bowen sighed, "Now he has decided that I will harass you."

"Then just don't harass me?" Sun Wenqu narrowed his eyes.

"I..." Li Bowen looked at him, the fire in his eyes almost set his eyelashes on fire.

"Bowen," Sun Wenqu smiled, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, "We grew up together, we can't say it's a good relationship, but we know each other well, I'm lazy, I don't usually push me I'm too lazy to move, let alone seek trouble."

Li Bowen stared at him without speaking.

"We are ordinary friends," Sun Wenqu said, "like Luo Peng and the others, you don't have to tell me so much and explain so much. Now that I'm here to borrow two rooms, you don't have to think too deeply about it. As for Li uncle……"

Sun Wenqu smiled: "He's not a fool, is he? He will naturally know after a long time. I went to explain to him, aren't you afraid that he thinks I'm being threatened by you?"

Cheng Mo and Xiao Yiming came by the afternoon bus, Fang Chi told them to come to eat dinner at home, and then hung up the phone.

Over there, Sun Wenqu and Li Bowen had stopped talking. Li Bowen was standing in the corridor with a cigarette in his mouth. Sun Wenqu walked back and forth between the two rooms twice, expressing that the living environment was very good.

"Fang Chi, go home first," Sun Wenqu said, "I'll sleep for a while, I didn't sleep well last night."

"Oh, then..." Fang Chi glanced at Li Bowen, a little worried.

"Bowen has to go back to the city too," Sun Wenqu said, "he just came to get some things. Uncle Li will be upset if he comes back late."

Li Bowen opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to say: "Okay, I'll go."

Seeing him turn around and go downstairs, Fang Chi laughed aloud twice: "I'm going to be injured internally."

"Xiao Yiming and the others are coming this afternoon?" Sun Wenqu asked with a smile.

"Well, they came to my house for dinner in the evening, and my relatives have left these two days, so they just came to have fun," Fang Chi sighed, "Although we all know them...but it's better than just a few people at home, my grandpa always likes to have fun .”

"Then you go back first," Sun Wenqu touched his face, "Talk to your parents again, if the situation is okay, I will go there at night."

"Okay," Fang Chi leaned over and hugged him, "May I bring you something to eat at noon?"

"No, I can't eat," Sun Wenqu patted him on the back, "I'm just so sleepy, I'll talk about it after I sleep, and I'll call you in the afternoon when I'm hungry."

"Yeah." Fang Chi nodded.

Because there were still two workers downstairs who were still rushing home, Fang Chi didn't get tired of Sun Wenqu for too long, so he ran downstairs and out of the yard.

The kid was still waiting obediently at the gate of the yard. Seeing him come out, he immediately greeted him wagging his tail.

"Good boy." Fang Chi patted its head, turned around and found that Li Bowen was still sitting in the farmer's car next to him, he walked over and knocked on the window.

"What?" Li Bowen frowned and lowered the car window.

"Are you still leaving?" Fang Chi asked.

"Let's go!" Li Bowen roared with his eyes wide open, started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out with a loud noise.

Fang Chi looked at the car leaving in Juechen, and enjoyed himself for a long time.

The kid yelled at him twice, and he bent down and grabbed the kid's ears: "Got it, let's go back now."

Fang Chi exhaled, and ran towards the village with the boy.

He is used to running every time he goes home. In the past, he wanted to get home quickly. Today, although he is not at ease, and he is not particularly looking forward to getting home immediately, he still trots all the way habitually.

The kid started to bark as usual when he was more than ten meters away from the courtyard gate. Grandpa leaned out half of his body from the courtyard: "Are you back?"

"Grandpa!" Fang Chi shouted, and ran over at a faster pace.

The previous anxiety disappeared immediately after hearing Grandpa's words "I'm back".

Mom and Dad are in the yard, Dad is repairing the awning under the eaves, and Mom is holding the ladder beside him.

"Dad," Fang Chi called out, and went to hold the ladder, "Mom."

"I thought you wouldn't be back until after lunch," my mother patted the ashes on his sleeves, "Didn't you play for a while?"

"No, my classmates... Just Xiao Yiming and the others, come and play in the afternoon." Fang Chi said.

Mom's spirit is not very good, I guess she didn't sleep well last night.

"Xiao Yiming?" Grandpa said with a smile, and walked to the kitchen, "That's good, I'll ask your grandma to make some delicious dishes tonight."

"Got it, I heard," grandma replied in the kitchen, "Shall I cook the meat tonight?"

"Okay." Grandpa replied.

Grandparents were in the kitchen, and Fang Chi and his parents were left in the yard. The three of them didn't speak. Fang Chi suddenly felt nervous and embarrassed.

"Dad," he cleared his throat and raised his head, "I'll do it, you come down."

"Okay, come on," Dad nodded and got off the ladder. When Fang Chi climbed up the ladder, Dad patted him on the back, "Xiao Chi."

"Huh?" Fang Chi turned his head.

"It's all right," Dad said, "It's all right."

Fang Chi froze for a moment, not knowing what his father meant.

"I discussed it with your mother," Dad patted him on the back again, "it's okay, don't worry about our thoughts, we... your mother and I have no problem with this matter."

Fang Chi paused for a moment, and almost stepped on the ground when he climbed up. He collected himself and climbed to the top of the ladder to stand firm. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes: "Thank you."