There is a price to be paid for cheating food and drinking

Feng Jiayang went to the bathroom three times before he finished half a can of beer. He didn't really want to pee, but the atmosphere suddenly became awkward after Qi Yu finished applying the eye drops to him.

He nestled on one end of the sofa, and Qi Yu sat on the other side in a regular manner.He and Qi Yu didn't have a deep relationship, and he didn't know what to say when the topic stopped.

Feng Jiayang bit his lip, picked up the remote control on the coffee table, and turned on the TV that he hadn't watched in 800 years.After switching for a long time, he found that there were only a few local stations. He found a program at random. In fact, it didn't matter what he watched. He just wanted to make some noise to ease the atmosphere.

Feng Jiayang chewed the peanuts one by one, glanced at Qi Yu from the corner of his eye, Qi Yu was watching TV quietly, and would occasionally take a sip of beer.

Fuck, is this a drink?It's more uncomfortable than Hongmen Banquet.Feng Jiayang swallowed, and stood up again.

Qi Yu turned around when he heard the sound, and said, "This is the fourth time."

Feng Jiayang is not stupid, as soon as Qi Yu opened his mouth, he understood what it meant, and quickly explained: "I'm not going to the bathroom."

Qi Yu let out an "oh", as if I understood everything and didn't need to explain.

"Hiss," Feng Jiayang gritted his teeth in displeasure, "Your Brother Jia's kidney is fine."

Qi Yu didn't take it seriously, and let out a casual "hmm".

"Damn," Feng Jiayang got excited, "I don't agree with Bibi."

Qi Yu turned his attention to Feng Jiayang again, "How do you compare?"

Feng Jiayang sat back on the sofa and pondered for a moment: "From now on, whoever goes to the bathroom first has to admit that his kidneys are not good."

Qi Yu thought this idea was stupid, but he didn't reject it immediately, but said slowly: "You have been there three times, and I haven't been there yet, isn't it a loss."

Feng Jiayang frowned. In fact, he didn't go to the bathroom the first three times. He just went to the bathroom to ease the embarrassment, but it was hard to explain, so he could only follow Qi Yu and say, "Then let you go first now."

Qi Yu nodded: "I can't come out now."

"Amusing me?" Feng Jiayang asked.

"Don't dare," Qi Yu suggested with a smile in his eyes, "Why don't you change the analogy."

Feng Jiayang scratched his head, picked up his mobile phone from the side to see how long it would take for the barbecue order to arrive, and then thought carefully for a few minutes before saying: "Then if you want to change it, I can only use a unique trick."

"What trick?" Qi Yu asked curiously.

"Just..." Feng Jiayang was really embarrassed when he was asked, he cleared his throat after a delay of two seconds and explained, "It's farther than who... "um..."

Qi Yu looked at him innocently: "Well, what do you mean?"

Feng Jiayang was speechless, and asked in surprise: "Could it be that when you are still wearing crotch pants, have you never peed farther than your companion who also wears crotch pants?"

"Oh, that's really never happened before." Qi Yu took a peanut and threw it into his mouth, his face full of curiosity: "Do you play like this with others?"

"Fuck, who the hell am I playing with?" Feng Jiayang's ears blushed visibly, he admired Qi Yu from the bottom of his heart, this man was discussing topics that were not ashamed, and he could still maintain a cool look on his face, "It's all about wearing crotch pants."

Feng Jiayang admired Qi Yu for less than a minute, and the man couldn't hold back his joy in an instant.

Slapping face is faster than changing face.

Feng Jiayang realized it later, and kicked Qi Yu's calf lightly, "Fuck, you deliberately teased me."

It was extraordinarily quiet outside the window. A small town couldn’t compare to a big city. Most people turned off the lights early.Feng Jiayang couldn't help being happy, he experienced the word warmth again in this family for more than ten years.

The barbecue came just in time, Feng Jiayang rolled up his sleeves, took out the skewers and arranged them, then picked up a bunch of chicken wings in honey sauce and handed them to Qi Yu, saying: "It's the same one last time, I saw you like chicken wings that day, so I ordered more this time." Eat it up."

Qi Yu took the skewer and took a bite, recalling Jiang Dongnan's words, awkwardly said: "That time at the bar..."

Feng Jiayang got drunk, so he simply took off his shirt, "Yo, I remembered."

Qi Yu nodded embarrassingly.

Feng Jiayang smiled and said, "I won't mention the past, but I'm curious if you good students are all so wild?"

Qi Yu looked up at Feng Jiayang: "What?"

"It's just refreshing the three views of a scumbag." Feng Jiayang said.

Qi Yu smiled: "Have you ever seen a good student drinking alcohol?"

Feng Jiayang replied truthfully: "That's not enough, just my buddy He Xi, I don't know if you have any impression, he is forced to do everything, but he is still in the top five in every exam, but unfortunately he is not good at math, so it's the same with me, Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to find Monkey Sun..."

Feng Jiayang stopped the car in time, if it wasn't for Sun Qingyi, he wouldn't be able to implicate Qi Yu.He glanced at Qi Yu guiltily, seeing that he was gnawing on the chicken wings seriously and didn't intend to take it down, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

What was shown on TV was a family ethics drama. The daughter who had been raised for more than 20 years suddenly found out one day that she was not her own. The biological parents came to ask for money, and the adoptive parents closed the door.The TV series happened to show when the family was hugging each other sadly, Qi Yu felt unwell, so he picked up the remote control and turned off the phone directly.

The room fell into silence again. Qi Yu picked up the beer and took a sip. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of the awards hanging on the wall. He was a little curious: "Didn't you study well when you were young? Why didn't you study later?"

Feng Jiayang didn't want to discuss his own affairs with others, but today it might be because he was a little drunk, so he made an exception to Qi Yu in a daze, and sighed: "I was really good at studying when I was young."

He was silent for a while, then turned his gaze to Qi Yu: "It's really not me who was bragging, I still had a nickname in class at that time."

Qi Yu became interested and asked, "What nickname?"

Feng Jiayang smiled: "Little abacus, I was the fastest in our class at that time, and no one can compare to me in addition and subtraction within fifty."

Qi Yu took a bite of the chicken wing, and it took him a long time to answer: "What grade are you talking about?"

"First grade," Feng Jiayang glared at him, "don't try to mock me."

Qi Yu picked up a tissue and wiped his hands, "How dare I, Brother Jia."

Feng Jiayang was very satisfied with this answer, he leaned on the sofa and continued: "Later my mother ran away with someone, and my father was drinking too much."

It was the first time that I took off the scars that had been hidden for many years and showed them to outsiders. I thought it would be painful, but the moment I said it was extraordinarily relaxing.

Qi Yu was stunned for two seconds, and asked, "Is it because of this?"

Feng Jiayang stretched his waist, and said with a smile, "Just such a trivial matter can defeat you, Brother Jia."

"Do you remember what was the first essay you wrote when you were young?" Feng Jiayang asked, changing the subject.

Qi Yu shook his head.

"I still remember that the first composition was "My Mother." Feng Jiayang sighed, and then put his feet on the coffee table casually, "I handed in a blank paper that time, and the teacher scolded me, and then I Said that I couldn’t write, the teacher chose ten best compositions from the whole class for me to recite.”

Qi Yu's eyes were a little dizzy, he looked at Feng Jiayang and asked softly, "You recited it."

Feng Jiayang let out a "huh" and said proudly, "I've memorized everything verbatim."

Qi Yu suddenly felt unspeakable discomfort.

Feng Jiayang smiled happily, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit one and handed it to Qi Yu.

Feng Jiayang is not an overly hypocritical person, he lowered his eyes, and tried his best to show a heartless look, "Afterwards, whether I wrote "My Mom" ​​or "My Dad", I always used other people's story."

"My mom was by my bedside when I had a fever, my mom always saved the best food for me, my mom fanned me in the summer... and my Dad, he picked me up and went to school, played with me, protected me like a superhero when I was bullied...a lot." Feng Jiayang recalled.

Feng Jiayang took a puff of cigarette, did not look at Qi Yu's expression now, and said to himself: "Then I got full marks for my composition, and the teacher read my composition aloud to the whole class to praise me. Noodles...but I know those are all fake."

Feng Jiayang licked his dry lips, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know what it's like to write about the people you hate the most, but you have to write about them as great?"

Qi Yu curled up his fingers, his chest was aching and numb, he really wanted to reach out to hug Feng Jiayang, but in the end he held back, leaving only one sentence, "Brother Jia, there won't be any more in the future."