You're a cannon fodder

During the Spring Festival, when the bank was on holiday, Fang Zexi went back to his hometown, and Xia Yang helped him pack his luggage.

Fang Zexi had to bring a lot of luggage, all kinds of odds and ends. Xia Yang felt strange. He explained that it was brought by his mother, and he would distribute it to the neighbors in the village after returning home.

This custom of returning home to bring gifts and distribute them is very rustic in the eyes of young people, and most people are unwilling to do it, but Fang Zexi is still so obedient, carrying big bags and small bags home.

Xia Yang felt a pang in his heart, his bamboo stick is so filial, how much will he do for his parents, and how much can he do for him?

He looked at the busy Fang Zexi, and couldn't help but put him on the suitcase.

"Xia Yang!" Fang Zexi took a breath and bit Xia Yang's arm.

The person who was bitten not only did not let go, but pressed even tighter, and kissed, lips and teeth intertwined.

Fang Zexi raised his arms to hug him, and listened to the words leaked between the kisses: "Bamboo Stick, I don't want to be separated from you, not even for a day... When I think about you going back for seven days, I feel... Bamboo sign..."

His kisses and caresses were lingering and fiery, and he got into his clothes and ignited his skin, creating a confusion.

As the temperature continued to rise, Fang Zexi managed to maintain his sanity, and said hesitantly, "But, after a two-hour plane ride, I will have to take a three-hour car ride. The road is bumpy..."

Xia Yang's movements paused, he rolled Fang Zexi in his arms, gritted his teeth and said softly, "Then you come."

Something exploded in his mind. Although it was not the first time, Fang Zexi still had no resistance against Xia Yang who was lying down on his own initiative. His whole body immediately became hot as if on fire, and his desire was at its peak.

"Come on." Seeing him in a daze, Xia Yang urged him again with a red face and red ears.

Fang Zexi couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed forward like a storm.

"How gentle are you... um..."

"There's no way to be gentle, Xia Yang... I wish I could crumble you up and eat you in my stomach, and then I won't have to separate again."

"Fang...uh...Fang Zexi..."

The consequence of being too indulgent was that Fang Zexi almost missed the plane, Xia Yang called the driver and drove all the way to the airport.

The driver stepped on the gas pedal with a pale face, and wailed in his heart: Could it be that because he accidentally discovered Xia Ershao's sexual orientation last time, he was deliberately called to drag racing to deduct points, and then his driver's license was revoked, so he could be justifiably fired directly? !

They did it a bit intensely, they were in a hurry but kept pestering as if nothing was enough, Xia Yang was still secretly rubbing his waist after getting in the car, strongly wondering if Fang Zexi accidentally broke his waist.

Those postures that were only used on other people before, are now reproduced one by one on myself. It is really not a mood. I just think that the other party is his bamboo stick, so it is not so difficult to accept.

I don't know why, but knowing that Fang Zexi was going home for the Spring Festival, he was always anxious and restless, always feeling empty, and couldn't fill it up no matter what.He had never felt this way before. Before he was with Fang Zexi, he thought that only little girls or sissies would have the idea of ​​being stuck with each other all the time, but now he just doesn't want to. Separated from Fang Zexi.

There is no distinction between strong and weak in love. Once you meet, your heart may be soft to the point of being a mess.

The life of cohabitation is too warm and sweet, eating together and sleeping together, rushing to go to the bathroom after getting up, washing face and shaving one by one, secretly kissing in the garage, and driving to work separately.

Although both of them are very busy, occasionally they will go online together when they are free. Fang Zexi has no status to record dramas, so he has signed a temporary no-acceptance sign, but he will go to listen to him sing, so there is no need to hesitate to use it. His mic greets fans.

And when he was busy, he looked through the documents, Xia Yang would sit with him for a while when he came back from overtime, just read quietly without saying a word, but it made Xia Yang feel warm and relaxed.

How wonderful it would be if such a life could last for a lifetime.

Before the departure, when Ze Xi poked his waist and told him to lie on the bed and rest, he refused with a snort.

In fact, it's not for the sake of saving the emperor's face, but just wants Fang Zexi to stay together, even if it's just for a little longer.

There was a lot of traffic at the airport on New Year's Eve. Fang Zexi was carrying big bags and small bags to check in, while Xia Yang followed empty-handed. He wanted to help with some things, but Fang Zexi stopped him and said with a sneer: "Be careful Maintenance, don't wait for me to come back and find that you are living in the hospital with a back injury."

With blue veins popping up on Xia Yang's forehead, he threatened viciously: "I'll send you to the hospital when you come back!"

"Are you willing?"

Xia Yang was silent for a while, raised his eyes, and said with melancholy eyes: "I really don't want to part with it."

The air conditioner was turned on throughout the airport, and it was much warmer than the outside. Xia Yang took off his coat and put it on his hands, deliberately walking out with a relaxed attitude.

So in the eyes of others, he is a big boss who is handsome and imposing, and Fang Zexi is a little servant who helps to carry things.

This made Fang Zexi very depressed. Why is it always like this? He had practiced his bearing for several years, but it suddenly collapsed in front of the real tall, handsome and rich.

Before boarding the plane, Xia Yang suddenly hugged Fang Zexi, and whispered in his ear: "Bamboo stick, I will miss you. Call me when you get home at night, no, you have to call every day. If it's not convenient If so... then text me, okay?"

Fang Zexi was hugged in his arms, his heartbeat fluctuated for a while, and he almost wanted to turn Xia Yang's face recklessly, and kiss his sexy thin lips fiercely.

Xia Yang just hugged him and immediately let go, punching him on the shoulder, acting as naturally as a pair of good friends and brothers.

Fang Zexi felt sad inexplicably. Xia Yang shouldn't have done these things like begging for perfection.

He nodded, tried to squeeze out a smile, and said, "Okay."

The bustling people in the economy class were looking for seats to put their luggage one by one. The flight attendant came over to remind them to fasten their seat belts.

Fang Zexi recalled the flight between him and Xia Yang more than a month ago, it was so quiet as if there were only the two of them in the whole plane.Those memories are too sweet, too sweet to feel real.

He found his seat with the boarding pass, smiled friendly and distantly at the people beside him, and then took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Xia Yang: "Xia Yang, I love you. Wait for me to come back."

After sending the text message, he immediately turned off the phone, took out the book in the back pocket of the front seat, and covered his inexplicably hot face in a cover-up manner.

Fang Zexi's hometown is a small village in the south. After the plane landed, he had to transfer three times by bus, from the city to the county to a small town surrounded by mountains on three sides, and then took a tricycle to reach his small village. .The village is not rich, and many young people go out to do business. However, the economy has not been so good these years. There are a lot of people competing in every industry. Few of them are particularly prosperous, and some have returned to their hometowns, facing the cold wind every day. Riding a battery car to work in those factories in the town.

Among his peers, Fang Zexi was the youngest and most promising.

When he sat in the third round, he took a moment to call Xia Yang.

Xia Yang's side was noisy and lively, and the two hung up without saying a few words.

It happened to be dinner time when Fang Zexi arrived home, the air in the south was cold and humid, the cold air didn't hit your face, but quietly seeped in from all directions, it was so cold that even your bones were numb all the time.

Red lanterns were hung at the entrance of the village, and there was a dim light in the small houses next to each other. Couplets and blessing characters were pasted on the doors. leaked out.The children couldn't bear it anymore, and they ran out without fear of the cold and set off fireworks on the cement road, which was very lively.

Some people came out to visit other people's houses shyly after dinner, and when they saw Fang Zexi dragging his luggage, he immediately smiled and said affectionately, "Oh, Ah Xi, you're back!"

"Well, Happy New Year, Third Aunt, have you eaten New Year's dinner?" Fang Zexi remembered exactly who the other party was, and replied gently and politely.

"No, I just planned to go to your house for a meeting. Your parents are still waiting for you to eat, right? Hurry up, don't make them wait too long."

There are always such and such rules in the countryside. Fang Zexi had a good New Year's Eve dinner, and then went to give gifts to the neighbors with his mother.His house was redecorated half a year ago. Mother Fang deliberately decorated a large room on the first floor better and installed an air conditioner, so many people moved up stools and squeezed in to watch TV together.

But in fact, it was the bedroom reserved for Fang Zexi, and Fang's mother had even considered using it for her future wedding.

Fang Zexi was exhausted from the journey, but he couldn't rest. After delivering the presents, he returned home, so he could only cheer up and watch TV and chat with his neighbors.

They always like to focus on Fang Zexi. After asking about work, they start to ask about marriage. Fang Zexi slowly plays Tai Chi with them, feeling very tired.

There is also a relatively outstanding person in their village. He is in his thirties. After serving as a soldier, he passed the military academy and is now promoted to the deputy regiment. He married a daughter-in-law in the town three years ago and held a lively banquet. , Now my son is two years old, and he went to the army station with the army.Although the daughter-in-law does not have a job, it is said that she writes a book. From time to time, she takes her son back to her natal home. She usually lives in the town, but she will go back to the village in the afternoon when the weather is good. She said that the sun in the countryside is good and the air is fresh, and the children play healthy.Every time they came, the village was very lively, and Fang Zexi couldn't help but be compared with others.

A vice president of a bank in a big city sounds no worse than a vice president in a remote mountainous area, but Fang Zexi lost his wife and son.

Fang Zexi couldn't help but apologized to them, saying that he had to send text messages to his customers to bless them, and finally got out, hiding in a corner and quietly texting Xia Yang.

Xia Yang's previous reply was lying in the SMS box, Fang Zexi looked at it and was reluctant to delete it, but then he decided to delete it.Rural people don't have much concept, things like mobile phones, maybe they will be taken to rummage.

After deleting the things that shouldn't be kept, he posted: "Dinner is over, how about you?"

"Lying on the big bed, without one person, it feels so empty and lonely."

"...Still itching? I thought you should have changed from itching to pain."

"I miss you."

"Me too. Happy Chinese New Year."

After sending it, Fang Zexi hurriedly deleted the text message, and an uncle just happened to come over and asked him to forward some blessing text messages, and to help send them to the group.

Near the end of the night, the neighbors all dispersed, and each went home to watch the New Year and set off fireworks. Fang Zexi went to take a shower, and came out in cotton pajamas to wait for the closing fire with Father Fang.

Father Fang always rubbed his head. He never stayed up too late, and when he stayed up late, he was prone to headaches.

Fang Zexi said: "Dad, you go to sleep first, I will fire the cannon after closing the door."

Fang's father waved his hand and said, "Let's put it together, and I will call your mother out later. Zexi, there were so many people just now, I didn't have a chance to talk to you. You are working very well now. When are you going to get married?" ?”

"Dad, I'm only 25."

"It's not young, you'll run away when I'm 25. But it's really not early for young people to get married now, so I won't say any big slang words anymore. But you should start talking about friends, right?" Father Fang pointed to Fang Ze Xi’s pocket, the latter knowingly gave him a cigarette and lit it, before he continued, “You always talk about free love, but it’s so easy to find a partner, and the relationship can be cultivated slowly. I think it’s better to be a good match. It’s important. To find someone, you need to be able to talk about all aspects. You have to consider family background, education, and career. Otherwise, when you get together, you will feel that you are in love at the beginning, but you will not be able to do it later. After all, life is full of daily necessities. , It’s never two people who get married, but a big family.”

"I...I know." Fang Zexi replied sullenly. He and Xia Yang always seemed to have only each other, covering their heads and entangled with each other regardless of everything.But what about the end?what will happen to them

"However, although we hope so, if you have a girl you like, you can bring it back to show your parents. We are still young, and we will not live together within 20 years. Even if the girl in the city is delicate One point, as long as you like it, we can't accept it, and we won't hinder you. Even if you have to come back to get married, no matter how inferior the conditions here are to those so-called big hotels, you must come back to get married."

Fang Zexi listened silently, but his mind was full of Xia Yang.He is someone who likes, but not a girl.

"If you don't have one, it would be better if you don't have one. Your mother started looking for someone for you a few months ago. You can go and see when you are in the third and fourth grades. There is one who works in the county. I just don't know if she will be willing to follow her." If you go north, it is not impossible to separate the two places, but it will always affect your relationship at a young age. I suggest you look at another one, or you can find a chance to transfer back. Ah Xi, Da Although the city is good, those who leave their hometown must be tired. If you think what I said makes sense, try to get a transfer. It should be easy to return from a big city, right?" Father Fang said, pressing his finished cigarette on the bed In the coke bottle, "Your mother asked me to tell you these words. She was afraid that she would nag when she opened her mouth. I have already said it thoroughly. Think about it again. After busy work, you have to have a home. Let's go, it's almost time, go fire the cannon."

Fang Zexi silently followed out of the air-conditioned room, the cold seeping around made him shiver, he took a deep breath and stiffened, then lit another cigarette.

The cigarette butt was attached to the fuse, and it burned with a crackle, and finally ignited the firecracker. The crackling sound spanned a year, and finally left a lot of cigarette butts.