Arty Records

When Fang Sishen opened the door, he knew who was coming, but he was caught by a man wearing sunglasses and a patterned shirt with a long-handled broom on his shoulder.

Hong Xinyao turned around and got in, and closed the door behind him: "Why, you don't know each other if you change your vest?"

Fang Sishen took another look and smiled, "What made you look like this?"

"You forgot, I'm on sick leave."

Seeing that the long-handled broom was actually made of a bamboo pole and an ordinary broom bound together, Fang Sishen laughed loudly: "Where did you find it?"

"The company's cleaning ... has a long handle, but I can't get on the car. The cleaning aunt gave me this trick. How about it? Is it skillful to tie it?" Waving a few times proudly, looking around, and whistling, " The old man is rich and lives in such a big house!"

"It's the public house of the school, not the teacher's own." When the labor force came, Fang Sishen took the broom in Hong Xinyao's hand and instructed him to be a porter, "Help me carry some boxes down from the second floor first."

Young Master Hong stood on the stairs to look at the scale, and said, "I can call a few people to do it."

Fang Sishen shook his head: "No need. The teacher is not here, so it's not easy to ask others to intervene. Besides, I didn't plan to clean it up today, so I just swept the dust and cobwebs."

The box turned out to be an extremely old rattan box with iron bones. Because of its age, the dust was wiped off, and the rattans were shiny.

"What are you pretending to be so dead..." Hong Xinyao walked down the stairs ahead, with most of the weight on him.

The boxes are all locked, and the key is in Fang Sishen's hand.He thought that although the teacher didn't specifically explain it, he should not say it casually.

"It's mainly old books. If you haven't come, they'll be put upstairs first. I can't handle them by myself."

Fang Sishen's air of being one of his own made Young Master Hong feel uncomfortable.Deliberately rolled his eyes: "Cooperating with me is just a hard life for you..."

Fang Sishen put down the box, wiped off his sweat: "You don't want to?"

Immediately, he said: "Yes! Why don't you want to? Come on, what else do you want to do?" You can feel it without asking, the defense in the morning went well, and he is in an unusually good mood.

Hong Xinyao is tall, and he can easily reach the ceiling with a broom.After being instructed by Fang Sishen, his hands and feet became much lighter, and finally he stopped throwing ashes all over the wall.After roughly cleaning it, I checked for water leaks, mold, moths, and rat bites. As a result, Fang Sishen found a dense area of ​​spider webs that I hadn't found before.In the corridor from the dining room to the kitchen, several chandeliers hang from the second floor to the first floor.Because of the complicated patterns, it has become the base camp of spiders.

The distance was too high, Hong Xinyao moved a table over, Fang Sishen stood on top to clean it up, and he supported it underneath.Groups of spider webs floated down, and occasionally a few half-dead spiders swung around.

"Damn! How many years has it been since this house was cleaned?" Young Master Hong raised his foot and trampled a spider to death.

"The last time we cleaned up, I guess it was when Senior Brother Hao Yi and his family spent the New Year here with the teacher. It's been more than three years, and I only came back three or four times in the middle. I helped clean the bedroom every time..." Laughing, "Do you think the teacher really cares about spiders in the room? Look at the tea stains in his enamel jar. I'm not allowed to clean it. It's still fragrant..."

Anyone who considers himself knowledgeable will inevitably have some weird virtues, and young master Hong has seen quite a few of them now.I thought that if there were no apprentices like nerds, the old man surnamed Hua would look like a mess, so I couldn't help laughing.

Fang Sishen held the broom high with both hands, revealing a thin white waist from the hem of his empty shirt.He laughed while talking, his abdomen trembled with the sound, and Hong Dashao, who was standing on the ground, swallowed hard.

"Cough! Cough!..." Fang Sishen laughed so hard that he didn't notice for a while, the dust was inhaled into his nasal cavity, and he couldn't stand still due to choking, and the paper hat fell to the ground.

Hong Xinyao hugged his waist tightly.

"Help me, cough... pick it up..."

That one seemed to have never heard of it, and she pulled down her pants without a trace, and her round and lovely belly button happened to be right next to her mouth.Grind the teeth first, then suddenly put the whole thing in the mouth, sticking out the tongue and touching the small dimple in the middle.

"Cough! Ah..." The voice changed suddenly, "What are you... cough! Cough! What..." The broom fell with a "slap", kicking up a cloud of dust.

Hong Xinyao didn't speak, one hand was clasped tightly behind his back, and the other hand squeezed to the front to loosen his belt.

Fang Sishen's cough was frightened back: "Don't! No..." He seemed to realize the determination contained in his firm and quick movements, and his body was undergoing an explosive collapse due to two weeks of endurance, only the remaining rationality in his brain The fragments supported the last struggle, "Let go... this is... the teacher's home..."

Hong Xinyao carried him off the table, his throat was so dry that smoke came out: "I know, I'll do it when I go back... I'll just take a bite first to satisfy my craving... The old man won't care."

"It's all sweat...too...dirty..."

"It's okay, it's fine..." Hong Xinyao kissed him fiercely, not giving him a chance to speak.The left hand supports the buttocks with the support of the edge of the table, and the right hand loosens the zippers with great dexterity, and the two little things with good elasticity can't wait to jump out and greet each other.Hold the two little brothers in your palms to tease and comfort them, let them stick together happily and wrestle and roll.The hand at the back is still restlessly exploring the depths, and the fingertips are sneaking among the valleys and valleys.

His feet couldn't touch the ground, and the trembling feeling in the air made his scalp numb. Fang Sishen felt that he was going to collapse and fall in the next second, and his arms unconsciously wrapped around his neck, like a drowning man catching his life. The trunk is average.The pleasure came quickly and violently, and after a long time, his body was still twitching uncontrollably, so he could only sit on the table and slowly calm his breath against him.

Hong Xinyao wiped all the liquid in front of the two of them on his floral shirt: "It's okay, I can't tell." He straightened Fang Sishen's clothes, and when he regained his senses, he rubbed it on his face, "Let's go home." !” Put on the sunglasses, picked up his schoolbag, took the key and locked the door.The car was parked on the side of the road. In order to deceive others, I borrowed an ordinary car from my subordinates for this trip.

Fang Sishen leaned on the back of the chair and fell asleep within 2 minutes.The car drove into the courtyard, and Hong Xinyao carried him directly into the inner courtyard from the back door of the garage.

Seeing this, Mrs. Qiu asked in surprise, "What's the matter?"

"Sleeping, tired. Meal may be late."

While taking a bath, Fang Sishen was soaked in hot water and his whole body became weak, and he gradually regained consciousness.

I heard him ask, "Are you hungry?" He shook his head, "I've had lunch for more than two hours, and I'm not hungry at all."

"That's good."

A little puzzled: "What's good?"

"I don't need to wait for you to eat, I can eat mine without worry."

"I won't eat it, you eat yours... Ah!" A certain place was suddenly touched, and a little tingling went up from the tailbone along the spine.His chest was also bitten, and he tasted it one after another, only then did he understand what he meant.

I haven't been relaxed for a long time, and today I am even more nervous and physically tired. Now I feel that every inch of my muscles and muscles are sore and weak.Being gnawed by him bite by bite, Fang Sishen truly felt that he was a piece of meat on the chopping board and a dish on the dinner table.Wherever he bites, he completely loses his strength, as if he was really eaten with his movements, leaving only his soul floating helplessly in the water.

"Hmm... hum..." Even the voice was weak.That kind of attitude of letting others be slaughtered is enough to arouse evil thoughts to do whatever they want.

Hong Xinyao couldn't bear the blood in front of his eyes, turned him over with a splash, hugged him in his arms, found the right position, and sent his little brother in bit by bit.

Fang Sishen felt that he finally had support, and he was no longer as uncomfortable as before.Subconsciously leaned towards the source of strength, but the new bulge, swelling, numbness and itching made it even more difficult to relieve.He didn't know whether to confirm or escape, he began to struggle with a soft hum.

"Hey, don't worry..." Hong Xinyao fell in love with his bewildered look.Taking a long breath, he tried a few times slowly, and when his voice and expression calmed down, he stood up suddenly, "Come on, let's take off..."

This flight took enough time to fly all over the country.As a result, Young Master Hong crawled to the restaurant hungry to eat, and poured the portion for two into his stomach.

In the middle of the night, Fang Sishen developed a fever.At the end of May, the temperature was not low, so I covered the bed with a thin woolen blanket.Hong Xinyao had fallen into a deep sleep at first, and had a nightmare about falling into the pile of cinders that had just come out of the furnace. When he woke up from the heat, he immediately felt his chest was burning.He went in and touched his chest and back, turned on the light, took out the thermometer from the drawer and stuffed it under his armpits, and took out a thick blanket from the bedside table, wrapped it tightly, and then called Guan Qiu. Sister-in-law wants ice cubes and towels.

"Young Master Hong, something is coming."

Hong Xinyao opened the door and said, "Please put it on the bedside table." Then he fed Fang Sishen with water and medicine, then picked out a few pieces of ice from the small incubator sent by Mrs. Qiu, wrapped them in a towel and applied them to his forehead.

Mrs. Qiu wanted to help, but she couldn't intervene.

"Why did you suddenly have a fever?"

"Maybe I caught a cold in the shower." Hong Xinyao knew in his heart that it must be the result of tossing in the bathroom for too long.Thinking about it again, if I haven't done it for two weeks, even if I put a knife on my neck at that time, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop it.Therefore, it is not enough to save money, and we have to increase revenue, and we have to make great efforts to make up for him.

Mrs. Qiu hesitated whether to remind her politely, after all, this boss is still too young.Seeing his skillful and considerate movements, obviously trained for a long time, he held back and only asked, "Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"It's less than forty degrees, so it shouldn't be necessary. He has a fever when he catches a cold, and he will go down quickly after he catches a cold. Let's see it first, and then go if it doesn't work."

In the morning, the temperature had almost dropped, and Young Master Hong felt that he was extremely wise.I didn't sleep much in the second half of the night, and my heart relaxed, and I was immediately sleepy and dizzy.He hugged the person wrapped in the blanket and fell asleep.

Fang Sishen slept until dinner time, opened his eyes, and lay there for a long time.It's not that I don't know where I am, but I don't know if I'm still there at all.Until he was leaning against the bedside and being fed, he finally regained consciousness, blushing and said: "It's really... too much... I can't do this in the future..." Although I am relatively passive, as long as I hold my ground, things will go smoothly. It is absolutely impossible to develop to this extent, so both people are responsible.

Young Master Hong nodded: "Well, we should learn a lesson. You can't stop doing it for so long, or you will die." Feed him a mouthful, eat a mouthful for himself, gossip, and feel a sense of comfort and joy that keeps coming out in his heart. satisfy.

Fang Sishen saw the dim sky outside the window, and could vaguely recall what happened in the middle of the night last night.I couldn't say thank you anymore, so I smiled and said, "You can be a doctor now?"

"That's not it, I'll do some research later, I'll definitely call you..." Facing his clear eyes, Young Master Hong swallowed half a sentence, smiled slyly, and ate.

Fang Sishen knew he couldn't press the question, so he changed the subject: "The teachers all like the wine and dishes you prepared."

"Just like it. What about you, do you like it?"

"Well, I like it. Are you busy these two days?"

"I'm not busy anymore." Hong Xinyao couldn't hide his pride, "You know why I'm not busy anymore? Hong Da ran back to Hejin to complain to my dad. My dad can't leave now, so he has to I won’t be here until next month, so I’ll hurry up and take some time to relax in these two days.”

"Then... your dad is coming, is it alright?"

Young Master Hong's face became more serious: "It's a relationship, but it doesn't matter that much. A beating is inevitable. You see, I've been running so much in the gym these two years, basically for this meal... "

It almost sounded like anticipation.Seeing Fang Sishen's worried face, Hong Xinyao laughed: "I'm his son, how can I be so ruthless? A beating can make him vent his anger and solve the problem. There's nothing wrong with it."

Fang Sishen became inexplicably uneasy: "What the hell did you do?"

"Don't worry, it's not a bad thing anyway. After a while, it's almost over, and I'll tell you slowly."

After eating for a while, Young Master Hong suddenly sneered: "Did you know that Jiang Caiyun came to ask me for money."

Fang Sishen was surprised: "Really? Didn't you mean..."

"It seems that someone in her family suddenly got seriously ill and said that she wanted to borrow [-] from me."

"Then, are you going to borrow it?"

Hong Xinyao asked back, "Do you think I should borrow it?"

Fang Sishen thought for a moment, then frowned: "It's very troublesome for things to become like this... But, whether to borrow or not, your money is of course up to you."

First Young Master Hong felt much better, and snorted, "It's not a problem to borrow or not. The problem is that I listened to you and apologized to her at that time. This girl made me feel bad! I'm fucking like a grandson. I endured it until the end. When I think of this, I feel that my liver hurts!"

Fang Sishen didn't expect this paragraph to exist, and asked softly, "What did she say about you?"

"Say what I did to you, I won't mention this. The main reason is that I have no morals. Anyway, it's all used for being mean and shameless. You also talk about me, how do you say that, um, so poor that only money is left , what else, ah, insulting others with money is actually insulting yourself, a lot of this and that, I can't learn it all, in short, there is not a single good word..."

Seeing his dejected look, Fang Sishen felt very pity in his heart.Pat him on the head, and that one fell on him.

While thinking, she slowly explained: "She didn't understand you, so she misunderstood you. It was you who said something wrong that caused her misunderstanding. People don't know but don't be stunned. There is no need to be angry for a few words of others. The key is , do you think you are the kind of person she said?"

"Of course..." Hong Xinyao spat out two words and stopped.

Fang Sishen thought he would get a definite and firm answer, but unexpectedly there was a long silence.Surprisingly, think carefully.In connection with everything he has done in a place where he can't see, I understand that Jiang Caiyun's accusation is probably very close to a certain fact. Although it makes him wronged and sad, it makes him even more shaken in reflection.

That's a really good thing.

"Hong Xinyao, I know, you are not the kind of person she said. Maybe you do have a lot of that kind of people around you. When you are with them, you can't help doing things in that way. Maybe... Occasionally forget what you want to be People. But I know, you are different from them. If you don’t say anything else, just talk about Jiang Caiyun’s matter. You go and apologize to her. This means that you can correct your mistakes and endure her criticism that does not conform to the truth. This is quite Restraint. I think, very...very manly."

Young Master Hong got up quickly, held Fang Sishen's face and kissed madly: "Well, I knew...you are the best... as long as you know... that's fine..."

In June 61 of the Republic of China, the day before the Dragon Boat Festival, Fang Sishen and Hua Dingsong sorted out some things in Xiaobailou and sent them to the bank safe for storage.It was the first time he knew that the teacher had a large safe in the bank. He was surprised, but he didn't ask much.When putting things away, Hua Dingsong led him in together: "I'm getting old and easy to get confused, please remember the password for me."

Fang Sishen was really shocked this time: "Teacher, this is not appropriate..."

Hua Dingsong patted his hand: "If you don't remember it for me, who will remember it for me? Besides handing over these odds and ends to you, who else can I give it to? I will tell you alone .Including your brother Hao Yi, your father, and that kid surnamed Hong, don’t tell anyone..."

Fang Sishen's heart skipped a beat when he heard that, it seemed to be the meaning of confessing his will.My heart was cold and hot for a while, and I was afraid that tears would fall when I opened my mouth.

"Do you think I'm in good spirits recently? I'm thinking about it, these days are not bad... I'm afraid I won't have the chance to see Xiaoan in my lifetime. These days, I think every day, how can I be so stupid and spend my time on As for other messy things, I didn't think about going to see my son when I was dying..."

Fang Sishen immediately made up his mind: "Teacher, I have a plan. Let's go during the summer vacation. It is best to go to Manggan Road in summer. The scenery is beautiful and it is cool."

In mid-June, the graduation ceremony of Jingshi University did not conflict with the School of Humanities.Fang Sishen excitedly went home to invite her father, but she didn't want to show embarrassment to Principal Fang.

"Xiao Si, I'm sorry... I'm afraid Dad can't go. There are some things that I don't fit to show up in the past..."

Maybe the news of the liquidation of the Jinbo Project has already leaked out. At this time, it is as low-key as possible.Dean Fang has already made a plan. First, he will go to Citicorp to hide for a while, and then he will pretend to be sick and be admitted to the hospital when he comes back.

It's just such an important moment, but I have to break my promise to my son.Fang Duzhi knew that he had another lifelong regret.He was very helpless, so helpless that he couldn't say more to explain.

Disappointed, Fang Sishen could only say, "It's okay, Dad."

So on the night of the graduation ceremony, someone took off his formal clothes and pressed him on the bed, swearing that he would buy all the clothes in the future.

In late June, Fang Duzhi went on a business trip to Citigroup, and Fang Sishen finally gave Wei Deli a gift despite his father's black face.

Without the pressure of graduation thesis, undergraduate classes are coming to an end, so Fang Sishen is much more relaxed than before as he only needs to keep an eye on the progress of the project.After the thesis defense, he also ended his long-term residence in the courtyard.When my father was on a business trip, he didn't even have to go home on weekends, and spent every day in school working on projects.Hong Xinyao was afraid that Hong Yaoge would come to the capital to beat him at any time, so he didn't object, so he just made appointments regularly.

On Sunday morning, Fang Sishen received a call from Hong Xinyao: "I'm in brother Liao Zhong's clinic, brother, come over if you have time. We haven't had breakfast, so you can bring some over here, I want to eat sugar pancakes and tofu brain."

Although he didn't say anything, Fang Sishen knew that there must be something.He was very happy to hear the tone, no doubt about him, hung up the phone and went out.Early Sunday morning, the bus was flying like a rocket.Carrying early, he pushed open the iron door of the "Convenience Clinic" and stepped into the "Outpatient Department". He saw Hong Xinyao's right arm with a plaster cast hanging on his chest, and the bag slid down as soon as he let go of his hand.

Dr. Liao had quick eyes and quick hands, so he grabbed it.

Hong Xinyao grinned at Fang Sishen: "It's okay, it's just a broken bone. My dad beat me up, stretched out his hand to block it, and accidentally snapped and broke it."

Hearing the word "click", Fang Sishen felt a sharp pain in his own arm as if following the sound.