flying dog

When Xiao Yiming left the school, he deliberately chose the door that he didn't often go through.

In order to avoid Cheng Mo who might be waiting for him at the main gate.

In fact, Cheng Mo is not annoying, on the contrary, he is handsome, has a good figure, and has a good personality...except for the acquaintance with a little arrogance, his personality is also quite good.

But Xiao Yiming is not used to being chased so closely by someone he just met not long ago.

He didn't even have time to figure out what happened to him in that encounter that year, and Cheng Mo had been thinking about him for so many years.

But what he didn't expect was that he came out from the side door, and just two steps away, someone stopped in front of him.

Looking up, it turned out to be Cheng Mo.

He couldn't help but look back at the school gate, thinking that he came out of the main gate again in a daze, but he was right, this was the side gate.

"Why are you staying here today?" Xiao Yiming asked in surprise.

"If you do the math, you will know that you are coming out of here today." Cheng Mo said.

"How did you pinch it?" Xiao Yiming asked.

"That's it." Cheng Mo squeezed his thumb and index finger together.

"Pinch an orchid finger?" Xiao Yiming looked at his hand.

"Why is this the orchid finger?" Cheng Mo raised his little finger upwards, "This is the orchid finger."

"Oh." Xiao Yiming nodded.

Cheng Mo squeezed his fingers to make a mark for a while and then put it down. Xiao Yiming didn't speak, but just stood there, and he had no choice but to stand.

The two were silent for half a minute, Xiao Yiming asked again: "How did you pinch?"

"...Are you kidding me or is it true?" Cheng Mo said helplessly, "I didn't pinch."

"Then why are you here?" Xiao Yiming looked at him, "I came out from the south gate the day before yesterday and you were here."

"Do you think I came to block you by picking a door?" Cheng Mo smiled, "I always stand downstairs in the dormitory, and your dormitory has only one door."

"Tracking?" Xiao Yiming frowned.

"Whoever follows, I'll just stand there, Yushu standing there facing the wind, you'll always stare at the ground when you leave the dormitory, can you blame me." Cheng Mo sighed.

"I fell out of the dormitory without looking at the ground before," Xiao Yiming smiled, "I got used to looking at the ground first."

Now that he was blocked again, Xiao Yiming didn't say anything, and walked to the bus station with Cheng Mo and got off.

"Is it still up to five o'clock today?" Cheng Mo asked, "It's almost New Year's Eve."

"Well, it's the last time today," Xiao Yiming nodded, "but it may be at 05:30, this kid will make up for it every time."

"You still have to take advantage of making up lessons." Cheng Mo frowned, "You have such a good temper."

"Anyway, I'm idle." Xiao Yiming said.

"Why are you idle?" Cheng Mo said, "I'm still waiting outside for you to eat."

"You don't have to... find me for dinner when I make up lessons." Xiao Yiming said.

"Aren't you making up lessons every day?" Cheng Mo took out a bag of fried chestnuts from his bag, "Do you want to eat?"

"Thank you," Xiao Yiming immediately took it, took one out and ate it, and said, "This can't be covered and stuffed in a bag like this, it won't taste good when it gets wet again."

"Then it's going to be cold? It won't taste even better." Cheng Mo said.

"So I used to eat and buy now." Xiao Yiming smiled and looked in the direction of the passing cars.

"Follow Fang Chi?" Cheng Mo asked.

"Yeah," Xiao Yiming nodded, "but he doesn't particularly like to eat it. He just finds something to stuff in his stomach when he's hungry. If he doesn't have chestnuts, it's the same if he stuffs it with roasted sweet potatoes and barbecue."

"Actually, I...have no particular interest in chestnuts." Cheng Mo looked at the chestnuts in his hand.

"Well, I can see it," Xiao Yiming ate with his head down, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Serve the people," Cheng Mo smiled and turned to look at the intersection, "The car is coming."

There are quite a lot of people on the bus, and there are only two buses from Xiao Yiming's school. Although it is a holiday now, there are also many residents who went to the city to buy things a year ago.

Cheng Mo squeezed into the car behind Xiao Yiming, and found that this man's love for fried chestnuts was really deep. With so many people pushing into the car, he actually held the paper bag with one hand, shaking the city steadily in a daze. Without shaking, I took the time to eat two more when I squeezed to the back of the car.

The people in the back of the car were okay, so they squeezed over and found an angle to stand.

Xiao Yiming was still eating and didn't speak. Cheng Mo stared at him for a while: "Aside from sugar-fried chestnuts, is there anything else you like to eat?"

"Didn't you ask Fang Chi?" Xiao Yiming said.

Cheng Mo smiled: "You can ask him anything."

"A lot of questions." Xiao Yiming glanced at him.

"He doesn't talk about everything, he keeps his mouth shut," Cheng Mo clicked his tongue, "Besides, he doesn't care about me now."

"It's a big deal." Xiao Yiming sighed and looked out the window.

Cheng Mo didn't speak. He never found a suitable opportunity to ask about Xiao Yiming's family situation. Seeing him like this, he probably didn't want to ask, and he didn't want to ask more at this time.

After hesitating for a moment, he changed the topic: "Isn't Fang Chi's house a tourist attraction?"

"A lot of people have been there in the past two years." Xiao Yiming continued to eat chestnuts. "The road has also been repaired. He said it used to be a dirt road."

"That's fun," Cheng Mo said, "I envy him. There are so many places to play since I was a child."

"Yeah, climbing mountains, swimming, and picking birds from trees," Xiao Yiming smiled, "so I went to practice rock climbing later."

"He's pretty cool," Cheng Mo nodded, "Just He Baobao in my dormitory, I watch videos of his previous games every day, and I'm amazed."

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet," Xiao Yiming ate chestnuts one by one, "Aren't you a golfer? How come you go to a rock climbing competition?"

"To meet you." Cheng Mo said, feeling that Xiao Yiming was stuffing chestnuts into his mouth like a hamster.

Xiao Yiming choked, turned his head and coughed for a long time.

"The truth is so scary?" Cheng Mo patted him on the back a few times.

"Well," Xiao Yiming turned his face to look at him, "Let's tell lies first."

"I think it's fun, it's the first time we competed in the youth competition, I thought it was fresh, so I went to watch it," Cheng Mo said with a smile, "By the way, I also watched various rock climbers."

"Actually, you're looking at Fang Chi, right?" Xiao Yiming also laughed.

"No, pure admiration," Cheng Mo slid slightly against the car window, and whispered in his ear, "I like you like this."

Xiao Yiming scratched his neck: "What about me?"

"It's just..." Cheng Mo looked at him, "It looks very polite, but I can feel it is quite stubborn."

"The eyes are pretty good." The paper bag in Xiao Yiming's hand was empty, he grabbed the chestnut shells in his pocket and put them in the bag, "It can still be seen from the outside to the inside."

"I rely on you to eat too fast... have you kept it in your mouth?" Cheng Mo was surprised.

"That's right, we're going to spend the winter, so we need to stock up on some beans." Xiao Yiming said.

Cheng Mo laughed: "You are very funny."

"I'm not very polite, why is it fun again." Xiao Yiming asked.

"It just looks." Cheng Mo stared at his face for a while, "Actually, you are quite stubborn at first glance, and you are not very easy to chase... Fortunately, you still have a breakthrough in your love of fried chestnuts."

"Really." Xiao Yiming smiled.

Cheng Mo nodded: "Well, my plan is to feed you some sugar-fried chestnuts every day. If you want to eat, I will feed you some..."

"Then I'll be with someone else after the winter," Xiao Yiming squeezed the bag, "This spare tire is very enlightened."

"Hey!" Cheng Mo couldn't help laughing.

"Get out of the car." Xiao Yiming smiled and squeezed past the car door.

The place for making up lessons is on a very lively street, both sides of the street are full of fire, full of stalls selling New Year's goods, Spring Festival couplets, blessing characters, lanterns, red peppers, and all kinds of food.

All the people had smiles on their faces, and the unique atmosphere of the Chinese New Year permeated around them.

Xiao Yiming didn't look to the two sides, didn't say a word, he walked through the crowd into the next neighborhood with his head down, and then turned around and said, "I'm going in."

"I..." Cheng Mo looked around, pointed to a small milk tea shop, "I'll wait for you there."

"Are you really going to eat?" Xiao Yiming asked.

"Idle is idle." Cheng Mo said.

After Xiao Yiming went in, Cheng Mo didn't go to the milk tea shop immediately, but wandered around in the small street.

He didn't go home for the New Year, my mother didn't say anything, she just asked why, he said he wanted to accompany his friends, and my mother agreed.

Xiao Yiming's condition is not particularly good. If he is the only one staying here for the New Year, I don't know what kind of mood he will feel. Cheng Mo thinks that even if there is one more person with him, it will be better, although Xiao Yiming doesn't care much.

There are many interesting little things in the small street. Cheng Mo walked around twice, bought a red scarf and a pair of red gloves, and saw several shops selling sugar-fried chestnuts. Take note of the location for the best taste of home.

After walking around for almost half an hour, he went to the milk tea shop to buy a cup of hot milk and sat down. Looking out of the window, he could see the gate of the community from this angle.

Xiao Yiming came out on time today, and when he came out, he was holding a very delicate box in his hand.

Cheng Mo paid the bill and ran over: "Didn't you delay today?"

"Well," Xiao Yiming smiled happily, "It didn't delay, and the money was paid after the end of the year, but it was paid in advance today."

"The money is packed so well?" Cheng Mo looked at the box in his hand.

"This is a chocolate gift from a student," Xiao Yiming handed him the box, "Do you want to eat it?"

"You don't want to eat?" Cheng Mo took the box.

"I don't like chocolate." Xiao Yiming said.

"Is it a female student?" Cheng Mo removed the wrapping paper on the outside of the box, and there was a small note inside, "Do I rely on this as a love letter?"

"Male student," Xiao Yiming said, "let me see."

"Male student?" Cheng Mo suddenly became nervous, "You male student..."

Xiao Yiming ignored him, took the note and opened it, then smiled: "Mr. Xiao, thank you."

"Huh?" Cheng Mo was stunned, "It's gone?"

"It's gone." Xiao Yiming shook the note between his fingers.

"Scared me," Cheng Mo heaved a sigh of relief, and handed over a bag of scarves, "For you."

"What?" Xiao Yiming opened the bag and looked.

"I wish you all the best in the prosperous new year." Cheng Mo said.

Xiao Yiming looked up at him and was silent for a while before saying, "Thank you."

Everything is booming.

Xiao Yiming quite liked this congratulatory speech. When he followed Cheng Mo to buy fried chestnuts, he put on his gloves and clapped his hands: "How is it?"

"It's pretty." Cheng Mo said.

"The size is quite suitable." Xiao Yiming looked at the gloves.

"Your finger is as long as your wrist." Cheng Mo stretched out his hand and gestured for a length, "I can see it with my eyes."

"Huh? Is that so?" Xiao Yiming took off his gloves and stretched out his hand to compare, "It's not that long..."

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Mo quickly put the length back in his hand: "Look, isn't it very accurate?"

"It's too fake." Xiao Yiming laughed.

Cheng Mo also smiled, and quickly grabbed his hand.

Xiao Yiming froze for a moment, didn't move his hands and didn't speak.

"Now I know," Cheng Mo said, let go of his hand, and turned to shout at the fried chestnut seller, "Uncle, bag me the big ones, the biggest ones."

While waiting for the boss to pack the chestnuts, Xiao Yiming's cell phone rang, and he took it out to check: "My aunt's phone."

"I...wait for you next to you." Cheng Mo hesitated and wanted to walk away.

"No need," Xiao Yiming answered the phone, "Auntie."

"Yiming, are you not going home for the New Year this year?" Auntie could imagine her frowning just by hearing the voice.

"Well, I won't go back," Xiao Yiming said, "I told the part-time boss that overtime pay is tripled."

"Does your mother know?" Auntie asked.

"She put my number on the blacklist," Xiao Yiming said, "I can't get through to her number."

"Your mother is really..." Auntie sighed, "Why don't you come back first, come to my house, when the time comes..."

"No, for the new year, I'm going to do it like this. It's a mess again. No one can live well this year." Xiao Yiming said.

"Then...how about Yiming, why don't you admit your mother's mistake, and deal with it later if there is something wrong, you can't go home after the Chinese New Year." Auntie said worriedly.

"It's definitely not possible," Xiao Yiming frowned, "I can't admit this mistake, if I admit it, will I correct it when I know it, but how should I correct it?"

Auntie didn't speak.

"My mistake is that I shouldn't talk back to my mother all the time. It's not that I like men," Xiao Yiming said. "I've already said I'm sorry for talking back. I can't do anything about liking men."

Xiao Yiming's voice was the normal volume of a phone call, and he didn't deliberately lower it. After saying this, a few people who stood close looked at him.

Cheng Mo took the chestnuts packed by the boss and stood beside him.

"Auntie, if it's convenient for you, please help me talk to my mother," Xiao Yiming reached out to take the paper bag in Cheng Mo's hand and hugged it in his arms, "I can understand her feelings, and I regret arguing with her that day, but I don't care about this matter. There is really no way to retreat, I have no way to retreat."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Yiming sighed softly, put the phone back in his pocket, picked up the paper bag, put his face to the mouth of the bag and inhaled: "Sweet."

"Eat it while it's hot." Cheng Mo said, wanting to hug his shoulder, but raised his arm and put it down again.

Xiao Yiming noticed his movement, and gnawed a chestnut and glanced at him.

Cheng Mo clicked his tongue, put his arms around his shoulders, and tugged at himself.

Xiao Yiming didn't respond, and walked forward with him for a while before saying: "Can you adjust your pace?"

"Huh?" Cheng Mo looked at him.

"So if I walk with my left foot and you walk with your right foot, won't it hurt you?" Xiao Yiming said.

"Oh, I didn't care about feelings," Cheng Mo looked down, and then jumped a little to change his steps to the same direction as him, "I'm just excited."

"...Your boiling point is really low." Xiao Yiming said.

"Look who it is." Cheng Mo smiled.

Xiao Yiming didn't make a sound, and walked while eating. He didn't finish walking a street, and the bag was empty. He put the chestnut shells in his pocket back into the bag as usual.

Cheng Mo was thinking of taking a taxi to eat, Xiao Yiming squeezed the bag and said: "I feel insecure if I'm too good at talking."

Cheng Mo paused: "Are you referring to me?"

"En." Xiao Yiming nodded.

"So straightforward," Cheng Mo smiled and thought for a while, "Then I'll change it."

"So simple?" Xiao Yiming threw the bag into the trash can.

"What's not straightforward, I'm not the only one to say," Cheng Mo stood down and pulled his shoulder, "I don't know if you have met such a person before, but this matter is scored differently. "

"Oh." Xiao Yiming put on the gloves.

"I don't just chase after anyone I see, and if I say a few nice words to trick them into bed, the goal is achieved," Cheng Mo said, "If I do this, I can find a lot of them."

Xiao Yiming sized him up: "Yes, the conditions are pretty good."

"How long has it been since I first met you and contacted you? I haven't had a serious conversation during this time. I always feel that if I run into you tomorrow, then I have to work hard to talk to people." Separate hands," Cheng Mo said, "You don't like to hear those words, I don't need to say them, but you can't have any associations with me because of these words, it's unfair to me."

"Oh." Xiao Yiming looked at him.

"Oh what, do you understand?" Cheng Mo frowned.

"I understand," Xiao Yiming nodded, "I want to see your heart through your mouth."

"...Why are you a little scary when you say that?" Cheng Mo laughed.

"It seems to be." Xiao Yiming also smiled.

"Then let me say it first, if I can't enjoy my mouth, I can only enjoy my actions." Cheng Mo said.

"How's it going?" Xiao Yiming asked.

"For example, I want to say that you are really funny, cuter than a hamster," Cheng Mo said, "but if you don't want to listen, I can only..."

As Cheng Mo said, he leaned over and kissed Xiao Yiming on the forehead: "That's it."

Xiao Yiming was startled, took a step back, and said after a long time: "Is this an excuse to take advantage of you?"

"If you don't accept it, come back," Cheng Mo saw a taxi coming, and waved, "Go, I'll take you to dinner."

The heater in the taxi is very good, the driver is a passionate young man, he doesn't listen to the radio, he listens to rock and roll, and he drives quite loudly.

As soon as he got into the car, Mo felt that the car was falling apart halfway.

"Brother," Cheng Mo said half-yelled after giving the address, "You have a good speaker, it goes straight to the heart."

"Hey, this is for young lovers, so that they can talk back and forth in the back seat," the driver said with a smile, "I'll keep my voice down."

"No need," Cheng Mo said, "we'll get bored for a while too."

"Yo," the driver glanced in the rearview mirror, "you two are a couple?"

"Yes." Cheng Mo nodded.

"The times are really different," the driver laughed, "It's a good match, a good match."

"Good eyesight." Cheng Mo gave a thumbs up and leaned back to Xiao Yiming.

Xiao Yiming took out his mobile phone to look at the calendar, and sighed: "Are you really not going home for the New Year?"

"If you don't come back, I've made an agreement with my mother," Cheng Mo said, "If you are willing to come to my house for the New Year, my mother will also welcome you."

"Forget about the Chinese New Year," Xiao Yiming's fingers randomly scratched the calendar, "I haven't celebrated the Chinese New Year by myself yet."

Cheng Mo turned to look at him.

"Oh," Xiao Yiming said again, "I haven't celebrated the New Year with myself yet."

"By the way," Cheng Mo said with a smile, "Did I tell you that I was going to book a table for the night of Thirty's Er, but when I heard that neither of them would make a reservation, I finally booked a table at the Chengdu snack across from our school." , the boss’s family is celebrating the New Year here this year, so we can do it for you.”

Xiao Yiming was delighted when he heard it, and laughed for a long time: "Really?"

"Really, the boss said that you can pick any table in the store, just don't order too high-end dishes, they can't cook them," Cheng Mo said, "I say eat hot pot."

"Okay," Xiao Yiming nodded with a smile, "How did you find his home?"

"Didn't I call and ask about the big restaurants, but they were all told that they were full, or they couldn't accommodate the two of you," Cheng Mo said, "I just thought that if the big restaurants couldn't do it, I'd just go for a smaller one, and I'd run away. I asked every family on the street outside our school, and it turned out that his house was just right, and the boss was quite happy."

"Thank you." Xiao Yiming said.

"Can you give me some practical thanks?" Cheng Mo looked at him.

Xiao Yiming ducked back: "...I can't."

"It's not as substantial as you think." Cheng Mo smiled and flicked his hand lightly, "I'll touch here."

"Oh, hand," Xiao Yiming was stunned, and stretched out his hand in front of him, "Take it."

Cheng Mo grabbed his hand, squeezed it, put them together in his pocket, and let out a sigh of satisfaction: "Are you really a little stupid, or are you fake?"

"Really." Xiao Yiming thought for a while.

Cheng Mo couldn't help laughing, Xiao Yiming sighed for a while, and then laughed too: "Hey."