Tired Bird Knows Return

Chen Yanqing expected Fucheng to break his promise. After the jaw-droppingly ambiguous hug ended, Chen Yanqing and Liang Yue were put on hold by Fucheng together.

"I'm going back to school, do you want to take my car?" Liang Yue asked him as he stood at the door, staring at the two figures who had gone away.

"Thank you." Chen Yanqing said.

Liang Yue's car was a red Passat, which was parked in the outdoor parking lot at the back door of the shopping center. Chen Yanqing followed her to get the car, and she arranged to sit in the co-pilot.

When the car was driving to the school, it was too quiet in the car, Chen Yanqing didn't care, but Liang Yue didn't intend to keep silent.

"You eat and live with him, do you think you understand him?"

Liang Yue's sudden question made Chen Yanqing pause consciously, and said later, "I don't understand, I don't want to understand." It sounded like he was angry.

"That's right, it's hard for him to understand," Liang Yue put her elbows on the window frame and slightly supported her head with her fingertips when speaking, "Chen——Yanqing? Is that the name?"

Chen Yanqing nodded.

"Do you know why Fucheng likes shooting games?"

"I like men, there's nothing special about it." Chen Yanqing knew that Liang Yue wanted to talk to him about Fucheng, but for some reason, he just didn't intend to talk or listen.

Liang Yue was not unaware of his vague resistance, turned on the turn signal and turned the car's head to the right, and then sighed slightly, "Little friend, let me remind you, don't have feelings for Fucheng, he doesn't look so Simple."

"How could I treat him?" Chen Yanqing said with a smile, and then stopped talking. He turned his head to look at this beautiful and non-aggressive woman, "Teacher Liang, let me call you like that."

Liang Yue nodded, but said nothing.

Chen Yanqing said again, "Actually, I don't think Fucheng is complicated, it's your so-called 'adults' who are so complicated."

Liang Yue probably thought his words were funny, so she didn't pay attention to them afterwards, and drove into the school to the downstairs of the staff dormitory. Chen Yanqing thanked him and went upstairs first.

"Why did you come back so quickly? The auditorium is over?"

Tang Ping came out of the kitchen and said to the person changing shoes at the door, "Did you sneak away? The show is not good?"

"No," Chen Yanqing lost interest, smelling the greasy smell of meat again, and asked, "Mom, what did you do?"

"I stewed a pig's trotter, the soup is very thick, drink more later," Tang Ping finished, and looked around behind him, "Where's Fucheng?"

Chen Yanqing walked into the kitchen, lifted the lid of the stew pot, and replied in the thick white steam, "He won't come today."

"What do you mean, he is willing to go home and sleep?"

"Not really," Chen Yanqing thought, he must have made a mistake, either he was not coming, or he was not coming back, after much deliberation, he found a reason Tang Ping could easily accept, "He went to an Internet cafe for a night out."

After all, it wasn't hers, Tang Ping couldn't say anything, she just sighed, "This child..."

In the evening, Chen Yanqing lay down on the bed after washing, and took the book out of the shelf again, with the bookmark in the middle. In fact, he had read this book countless times from beginning to end, and he could even play it in his mind like a movie. Conceive every detail and picture that the author describes.

"Of course you have to see the ending, you have to see how Yossarian resisted in the end, and then associate, or imagine, through those poor translations?"

Fucheng's words were still in his ears, and the words were flying in front of his eyes. Chen Yanqing suddenly closed the book in extreme irritability, and stuffed it back under the pillow.

After two hours of tossing and turning, Chen Yanqing looked at the time when he got up to go to the bathroom, and it was just a quarter of an hour after one o'clock.

Coming out of the bathroom, there was a knock on the door, not very loud, but one after another, Chen Yanqing subconsciously glanced at the door of Tang Ping's bedroom, and then quickly walked over to open the door.

Fu Cheng supported the door frame with one hand, and staggered slightly after the door was opened.

Chen Yanqing wrinkled her nose when she opened the door, and asked under her throat, "Have you been drinking?"

Fu Cheng stood up straight before walking in, and lowered his voice to tell him, "I drank a little, but I'm not drunk."

He is not drunk, knows how to change shoes, can walk in a straight line, and walks lightly.

Chen Yanqing closed the door and followed him back to the room. When he closed the bedroom door and turned around, Fucheng was already lying down on the bed.

"You drink..." Chen Yanqing walked to his side, pulled up a chair and sat down, "Aren't you afraid your dad will know?"

Fucheng looked at the light from the lamp on Chen Yanqing's desk, his eyes shone like a lake of moonlight, "Haven't you ever had a drink since you grew up?"

"No," Chen Yanqing said, "my mother said, you can't even touch a drop of alcohol."

Fu Cheng listened, turned his body sideways and supported his head, and asked, "What else did your mother say?"

"She also said that she drank and fought at a young age, so she was going to be sent to dig coal!"

"Where can I dig coal?" Fucheng was not drunk, but he didn't seem to be thinking about the problem. He followed Chen Yanqing's words and asked, and his eyes were stuck to him like super glue. It was easy to make people angry.

"Where do you want to dig coal?" Chen Yanqing stood up after speaking, walked to the end of the bed and took off the slippers and socks hanging on his feet.

Pants and clothes...Chen Yanqing didn't move, and heard him say——

"Taiping Mountain..."

"Taiping Mountain?" Chen Yanqing had never heard of it before, and lifted his legs on the bed, "You can take a shower before going to bed? Otherwise, the sheets will have to be changed tomorrow!"

"Well," Fu Cheng agreed, and discussed with him, "I'll go after lying down for five minutes."

After three or four five minutes, no one moved. Chen Yanqing turned off the light and went to bed as if resigned to his fate. He couldn't push him, so he crawled inside carefully.

Pupils adapted to the dark gap, Chen Yanqing heard Fucheng's breathing, and even the sound of his breathing became a lot heavier after drinking.

"Aren't you curious who is drinking with me?" Fu Cheng asked him in a daze.

"I know, isn't it the one you hugged for a long time?"

After a moment of silence, Fucheng said without beginning or end, "Do you need my apology?"

"Apologize for what?" Chen Yanqing asked suspiciously.

"I said I would send you back to school."

"That's unnecessary." Chen Yanqing turned around and faced the wall, "I also said that the beauty pass is sad, I understand you."

After a while, when Chen Yanqing was about to fall asleep, he heard Fu Cheng say, "That's good."

Immediately afterwards, the smell of alcohol entered his nostrils with a gust of wind. Before Chen Yanqing could turn over, Fu Cheng pressed him into his arms. The tip of his nose almost touched the wall. "Fucheng, let go, what are you doing holding me!"

"It's so cold, hug me for a while."

"It's so cold!" Chen Yanqing grabbed his arm that was imprisoned around her waist and pushed it out, "Quickly release it!"

Fu Cheng didn't let go, and didn't make a sound, the two confronted each other silently for a long time, Chen Yanqing lost his strength, gave up struggling, and shrank back to the wall, and was grabbed back into his arms by Fu Cheng the next second.

"Don't move, I just want to hug you and sleep," Fu Cheng's lips pressed against the back of his neck, and the hot air he exhaled while speaking made Chen Yanqing feel itchy, so he kept this position, and after finishing the first half of the sentence, he even made up for it. One sentence, "It would be good to make some other noise."

Regarding the 'other movements', Chen Yanqing somehow understood, he didn't dare to move again, and when the room was quiet again, Fucheng's breathing became much quieter evenly.

Unlike Fucheng, Chen Yanqing didn't doze off at all. His hand was still holding onto Fucheng's wrist. His skin was touching and his temperature was hot. Although his heartbeat was fast and hard to control, Chen Yanqing was just thinking, why was his arm so still this afternoon? Tighten the string to pull the bow and arrow, and now it is wrapped around his waist for no reason?

Early the next morning, Tang Ping came to wake people up, and when she saw Fu Cheng on the bed, she was somewhat surprised, "When did you come back, why is there no movement at all?"

After talking, neither of them moved, so they patted the shoulders of the two, "It's time to wake up, there is still class and you are so sleepy, get up quickly, I put breakfast on the table, eat it while it is hot, I will first gone."

"Ah..." Chen Yanqing woke up startled, looked at the distance between him and Fucheng calmly, and said to his mother, "Mom, there is no milk at home, remember to buy it today."

"The money is on the table, buy it yourself, I have to check the test paper today, I will come back later."

After Tang Ping finished speaking, she left. Chen Yanqing sat up from the bed, and realized that Fucheng was not covered with the same quilt as he was, and that he was still fast asleep. It seemed that Chen Yanqing himself had a very abnormal dream last night.

In a daze, he buried his chin, lifted the quilt, and looked at his waist and abdomen. There was nothing, even the weight was like an illusion.

Before Fu Cheng woke up, Chen Yanqing got out of bed to wash up, and when he came back, he took out his own book from under his pillow, and stuffed the book into the row of hard-shell books on the shelf.

The May [-]th party ended, the school was restless for a few days, and the school discipline became more and more strict. Fucheng never went out over the wall again, but Lu Meichen became a frequent visitor to their class. After her mobilization, the girls in other classes I always find excuses to come to class for a while.

Yuan Ye didn't understand. He went to the hospital to change his medicine and completely threw away a crutch. Now he can walk a little more easily, but Chen Yanqing had to wait on him even when he went to the toilet.

The two of them had just returned from the toilet when they saw a group of girls surrounded by the back door of the classroom.

"What?" Yuan Ye stood behind the crowd and yelled.

No one cares.

"Let's go ahead," Su Rui said as she passed them with a pile of homework, "Lu Meichen is confessing his love to Fucheng, if you don't hurry up, you won't be able to see it."

The first time Chen Yanqing saw a cripple almost flew up was after Su Rui said this, Yuan Ye disappeared in place with a form-shifting footwork, Chen Yanqing followed step by step, passing by the window, Lu Meichen was sitting in Fucheng In front of him, he was chatting with Fu Cheng endlessly.

Passing by another window, Chen Yanqing realized that Lu Meichen should be sitting in his seat, but Fucheng's attitude didn't seem very positive, unlike the last time when Lu Meichen introduced himself, he at least put on a smile.

"If you don't agree, then don't agree," Chen Yanqing heard Lu Meichen yell at him when he turned the corner and entered the door, "Fucheng, you are going too far by talking like that!"