Arty Records

Fang Sishen's proctoring career continued until the last day of the exam.Many university teachers are from out-of-town hometowns, and they all hope to leave early to celebrate the New Year. Local aborigines like him can never escape the last invigilation exam.He thought it was normal.Since the last time I ran into Hong Xinyao, I haven't contacted him since.Although the anticipation in my heart is strong, I am not anxious.

After coming out of the examination room, he took out his mobile phone, and the music of the incoming call rang immediately after the start-up bell.Glancing at the screen, he smiled and lowered his head to connect: "It's just finished, it's really on time."

The voice over there was not loud, and the tone was as frivolous as ever: "Hmm, I accidentally got in touch again, hehe..."

Fang Sishen smiled even more, and said in his mouth: "Isn't the invigilation form posted at the door of the teaching building? Unless you are blind..." Suddenly realizing that this kind of conversation should be classified as flirting, he quickly glanced at The students coming and going around me couldn't help their faces burning hot, and their heads lowered even more, "I'll go to the dormitory to get things first, where are you?"

"You come out from the east gate and walk two more steps to the north. My car is parked next to the 'Boya Bookstore'."

"it is good."

Fang Sishen knew that there were a lot of people coming in and out of the school gate at this time, so he took two extra steps to avoid unnecessary trouble.When I walked near the bookstore, I realized that it had become extremely deserted because of the approaching winter vacation.At the end of the last exam, those who were in a hurry went straight to the road, and those who were not in a hurry went to the dental festival to have fun, and there was no one idle at the door of the bookstore.

Running over in two or three steps, Hong Xinyao had already seen him in the rearview mirror, and opened the car door just in time.Before he could sit still, he turned his head first, bit his lips and kissed her hard for a while.

"Don't..."

"It's okay, I can't see it from outside."

He was already walking in a hurry, and he carried a large bag of books and papers, so Fang Sishen could only lean on the back of the chair with his schoolbag in his arms to pant, his eyes were shining, his cheeks were flushed, and he was so cute. Like a carrot that has just been dug out of the sand in winter.

Hong Xinyao picked up his schoolbag and threw it to the back seat, and rubbed it against his face a few times, then grabbed his hand and frowned: "Why don't you wear gloves? There's no scarf either."

"I forgot it on the chair. When I remembered it, I had already gone downstairs, and I didn't bother to go up again."

Young Master Hong stared at him without blinking: "You miss me and can't wait to see me, so you forgot, didn't you?"

Fang Sishen looked back at him.After a long while, the corners of the mouth slowly raised, as if a ray of breeze blew across the water surface, creating ripples, and suddenly the pond was full of lotus flowers swaying, boundless pure color, infinite fragrance.

He blushed and nodded: "Yes."

A thought flashed in Hong Xinyao's mind: as long as he often smiles like this, I can do anything, anything.

Steady his emotions, fastened his seat belt, and said while driving: "I changed my number, have you saved it?"

Fang Sishen wondered: "Isn't it the same as before?" As he said that, he called up the call log and took a closer look. Sure enough, two numbers changed in front, and a string of 27 remained in the back.

"I knew it. If you don't say it, you will definitely not be able to see it. The mobile phone has changed, and the number has also changed. Call this in the future."

"it is good."

After a while, Fang Sishen looked out the window and asked, "Where is this going?"

"Go to the place where I live now, and the place where I used to live." Hong Xinyao glanced at him sideways and continued, "It was the place where I lived when I first came to the capital. It was empty for a long time, but everything is quite complete. Yes, the transportation is also convenient.”

Back then, Hong Yaoge prepared the residence for his son to study, of course the location was very good.For the sake of privacy and security, it is not close to Guoyi High School, but in a quiet residential area in the center of Nancheng.There are many family buildings of the public service system in this area, which are old and grand.It is a bit far from Xuefu Street in the north of the city, but when the traffic conditions are good, it takes less than half an hour by car, and it is also very fast by subway.

This house means a lot to Young Master Hong.All the unbearable spring dreams, entanglement and troubles, all kinds of different thoughts, and all dirty thoughts in the late youth are there, and they are presented one by one in those long and depressing nights, which then influence the trajectory of life afterwards.Therefore, he needed to re-arrange the place when he returned to Beijing this time, so he returned here without thinking about it.Without disturbing anyone, I found a completely unfamiliar housekeeping company, hired someone to clean it up, and hired a part-time worker to clean and cook when needed.

"There are fewer and fewer classes, and I plan to withdraw from the dormitory next semester."

Young Master Hong's dormitory was a waste of money.Fang Sishen nodded, and when he mentioned the class, he thought about the exam by the way, feeling very uncertain: "You haven't had much class this semester, how many subjects can you pass in the final exam?"

"Don't worry, as long as I come to take the exam, I will have a way to pass." Seeing Fang Sishen's worried and tentative face, Hong Xinyao turned sideways and lightly pecked, "Don't make such an expression, I won't trouble anyone, Huang Yinyu that The old thing dare not let me graduate." In the past two years, he had deliberately done a good job of public relations with the teacher in charge of the class, and he did not show his face in the exams that he was supposed to take.

Young Master Hong's college qualifications were bought in the first place, and his smooth graduation must have been part of a fair deal.Fang Sishen was speechless.Hearing the words Huang Yinyu again, as if seeing that extremely hypocritical smiling face again, I felt a chill in my heart.Change the subject and ask, "Is everything in order at home?"

"Well. My father is at home, and my mother is still not in good health. There are a lot of things, and I will go back to help after vacation."

Fang Sishen wanted to ask his sister and brother-in-law what was going on, but who knew that the car turned a corner and had already entered the community. Just as it came to a stop, Young Master Hong lay on the steering wheel, tilted his head and stared at him like a stray dog ​​begging for food: "I let you I bought vegetables, can you make dinner for me? Just eat potatoes and stewed ribs. When my arm is not healed, you always make it for me..." The voice lowered, "My dad came back from Jinyang, the night before Let my mother go, just look at my arms, my eyes are wet. I have grown up to this age, and I have never seen the old man like that. My heart is in a mess. Suddenly, I miss you very much, and I really want to eat the ribs you stewed for me... Gudong swallowed, "I've been thinking about it for more than half a month."

Being interrupted by him, Fang Sishen didn't remember to ask others, followed upstairs and entered the house, the first thing he did was to go into the kitchen to peel potatoes and stew pork ribs.After these two things were put into the pot, I saw celery in the refrigerator, chopped it finely, blanched it with shrimps, and then poured some sesame oil and light soy sauce.He has been used to doing housework since he was a child. Because of his special growing environment, he is good at home-cooked dishes in two styles, the Northeast forest area and the Jiangnan water town. The richness of the former and the elegance and tranquility of the latter have achieved a seamless fusion here.

Hong Xinyao has been following behind him very dog-leggedly, taking this and handing that.Fang Sishen thought he was causing trouble and couldn't get out, so he had to put on a straight face and command.While waiting for the potato ribs to be stewed, Young Master Hong stuffed a shrimp into his mouth, then picked another one and stuffed it into his mouth.After wiping his hands, he put his arms around his waist from behind, and stood in front of the stove, moaning and moaning.Not daring to go too far, while arching and rubbing, while asking about the current situation.When it comes to Hu Yixin's marriage, the aroma is tangy, and when the lid is lifted, half of the pot of water has been harvested into a thick soup.

Hong Xinyao first poured half a bowl of juice on the rice, gobbled it up and poured it into his stomach, then alternately gnawed on a piece of spare ribs with each hand, not forgetting to take the time to tell: "You eat too..."

Fang Sishen looked at him and smiled, feeling sour in his heart, he didn't know how long it had been since he had a decent meal.

"Slow down, don't choke." Then he stood up.

"Why are you going?" Young Master Hong couldn't keep his mouth open, and his voice came out of his nose.

"Make another soup."

"No need, really no need..."

"Five minutes is fine."

Beat two eggs, tear a few fresh mushrooms, and chop two shallots. It really only takes a few minutes for the soup to be served.Seeing Hong Xinyao pick up the spoon and come over to scoop it up, Fang Sishen hurriedly said, "It's hot!" Filled out a small half bowl for him, and set it aside to dry.

Hong Dashao ate three bowls of rice, ate most of the plate of ribs, and drank two bowls of mushroom egg soup, smacking his mouth and touching his belly contentedly.After a while, Fang Sishen finished his meal and started to tidy up the table.

"Give it to me, I'll wash it." Young Master Hong snatched it very consciously.

After Fang Sishen finished wiping the table, he leaned against the kitchen wall to watch him wash the dishes.Young Master Hong still adhered to his usual bold and unrestrained style, water droplets splashed all over the edge of the pool.Fang Sishen stretched out his hand to turn down the faucet, and took a rag to stop the water that was about to flow down the stove.

Hong Xinyao laughed at him twice, his movements were much smaller.

Fang Sishen didn't say anything, his heart was warm.Suddenly thinking of the three words "live life", a sense of happiness that stretches infinitely to the extremes and is practical to the point of illusion suddenly arises.After standing there for a while, seeing that he was almost done, he turned and went to the study room, preparing to correct the students' examination papers.The final grades are urgent and cannot be delayed.

Hong Xinyao has rarely lived in this house since he went to college, and he has hardly been back in the past two years. The study room is still the same as it was when he was in high school. Composition Gold Medal Sprint" and the like.

There are not many books on the shelf, but there are a few gaudy ones that are particularly conspicuous: "Marrying an Eunuch as a Wife", "Eunuchs and Concubines: Stories You Have to Tell", "How Ancient Eunuchs Steal Beauty and Hunt for Beauty"... and the solemn and generous " "History of Eunuchs", "Biography of Eunuchs in Vernacular Chinese History", and "Illustrated Album of Vernacular Chinese History--Stories of Eunuchs" are juxtaposed together, which is very interesting.

Fang Sishen has mixed feelings and mixed feelings for a while.

Looking back on the past few years, putting aside those specific grievances and grievances, in a sense, it can be regarded as growing up with each other.

I couldn't help reaching out to get it, and heard someone behind me say: "Hey, why...you read this?" After a closer look, what I pulled out was the one with the most explicit and flashy cover.

Looking back, I saw Hong Xinyao with a wicked smile on his face: "I almost threw away these books, but I still can't bear to think about it. Actually, it's not very interesting. If you want to read it, let's read it together while lying under the covers."

Fang Sishen was so embarrassed by his smile, he hurriedly stuffed it back: "Lend me your desk, I want to approve the test papers."

It's still early, and it's impossible for the two of you to lie under the covers and read pornographic books together. Hong Xinyao said, "I don't need a table, you can use it as you like." Seeing him take out a stack of papers from his schoolbag, he said again, "How about I help you read the basic questions and calculate the total score?"

Fang Sishen shook his head: "This is not good."

It was a matter of principle, no matter how much Young Master Hong urged him, it didn't work, he shrunk down on the sofa in desperation, holding his laptop and doing his own thing.Tired of working, he went out to peel two apples, brought them to Fang Sishen's mouth, and didn't let go until he took a bite.

"You said that Sister Xin got married, should I give something? I heard that marriage can't make up gifts, and it happens that she just moved to a new house, so it's better to congratulate Qiaoqian."

"It's better not to use it. She didn't tell you, and it would make people feel strange to send it specially."

"Her husband has helped you so much, I want to treat him to dinner."

Fang Sishen looked up and said, "You don't know me."

Young Master Hong was full of confidence: "I will always know you."

At this point, Fang Sishen simply explained Hu Yixin's background and the relationship between the Fang and Hu families.

After hearing this, Hong Xinyao pondered a little: "It turns out that Sister Xin has such a background. After hearing what you said, I remembered that I have probably met her three cousins."

The third generation of the Hu family is an official and a businessman, and they are both in the entertainment circle. It is normal for Young Master Hong to have met the three young masters of the Hu family.

Asked about the details of the wedding, and finally told: "Those three are not good things, no wonder Sister Xin doesn't want to see them. When you see them in the future, just pretend you don't know them, and don't even care about them."

If Young Master Hong said it wasn't a good thing, then it definitely wasn't a good thing.

Fang Sishen nodded: "I don't want to know them either. If I didn't get married with my heart, I wouldn't have the chance to meet them at all."

"What are you doing tomorrow?"

Fang Sishen thought for a while, then asked him, "When are you going home?"

"Tomorrow night, train."

"Then, can you help me go to the nursing home to get the teacher's book?"

Hong Xinyao was very happy: "Success, just put it here when you bring it back, it's convenient for you to check and use."

Fang Sishen was a little embarrassed: "My dad knows about this, he will definitely ask."

Hong Xinyao was taken aback: "What do you mean, I'll send you home?"

"it's OK?"

Hong Dashao threw the apple, jumped on it and gnawed: "I'm sorry, I'm so stupid. I didn't expect it, cough, I'm still too stupid."

Fang Sishen broke free from him: "I want to..." After a pause, "I want to let my dad know that you and I... have nothing to do with your family situation. Let him know this first, and then..."

"I understand, I understand, you don't need to talk about it, your man is not that stupid. It just so happens that I have something to tell my dad, and I planned to delay it until the start of school, so why don't we just get together tomorrow..." Hong Xinyao himself thought that Whispering himself, he swept the things on the table sideways, bent down and took the man out of the chair, turned around and put him on the table, and took off his clothes while kissing.

Fang Sishen was still holding on to the pen and the paper, so he had to drop it based on feeling, trying to stop him from messing around: "I just read half of it..."

"Don't look, I have to leave tomorrow night, and I won't see you again, if you want to grind me to death, just say so."

"Then, take a shower first..."

Waiting for this sentence, Hong Xinyao hugged the person directly, kicked open the door and entered the bathroom.Regardless of the size or condition of this apartment, it can only be regarded as average, and it is even more incomparable with the courtyard house on Huangpa Xiejie.Two people squeezed into the bathroom, quite cramped.Fang Sishen couldn't break free, so he had to let him stick to her body like a conjoined twin, and couldn't find a chance to do it himself.

No one spoke.In the narrow space, the heat wave is pressing, and every piece of closely overlapping skin eagerly pours out the joy of reunion and the reluctance of parting.Obviously eager to the extreme, but desperately endured, only using endless, gentle and dense kisses and touches to relieve the overly strong passion.

After kissing for a while, Hong Xinyao forced himself to stop, holding the person motionless, resting his head on his shoulder to breathe.After repeating this many times, the animal nature that is ready to move in the bottom of my heart continues to accumulate, like a black hole that can swallow everything, as if it will be crushed into powder together with myself and the people in my arms.He knew why, and he knew it was dangerous, but he couldn't think of anything other than holding him tight, possessing him, and letting him be with him.

When he was panting on Fang Sishen again, his heaving chest vibrated rapidly, as if it might burst at any moment, and he heard a bewitching voice beside his ear saying, "Come on, stop dawdling."

The action suddenly became violent like a conditioned reflex.

"Don't... stay on your neck."

This sentence aroused a raging feeling that was completely out of control, and the sky and the ground were full of flying green pills, melting gold and leaking jade.

On the second day, Fang Sishen failed to finish grading the test papers.The two of them had lunch together and went to the nursing home to move books.In the car, Hong Xinyao handed over a key, and Fang Sishen took it.

"Someone knew this place before, but now it's far away, and I would never have thought that I moved back. The lock was replaced with a new one. Except for the two of us, only the part-time worker has a key in his hand. Please pay attention to important things. , don't mess around."

Along the way, Sishen dozed off in the car, and when he arrived at the nursing home, he only talked but didn't move.The acquainted doctors and nurses joked, Hong Xinyao sent the book boxes to the car one by one, and smiled honestly: "If my brother can move it by himself, what do you want me to do?"

There are five boxes in total, two in the trunk and three in the back seat.The car was driving towards the College of Humanities, and the red light at the intersection was very long.Hong Xinyao suddenly turned his head and said to Fang Sishen: "Brother, if I really did something bad, will you, will you really want me?"

Fang Sishen was drowsy and startled when he heard this.His first reaction was to be taken aback by the "brother".Hong Xinyao never left his mouth with the word "brother", but he never called it when he was alone.Only then did I understand what he said, and I didn't make a sound for a long time.

Another red light came on.Fang Sishen said slowly: "If this is the case... I will wait for you. Wait for you...to get better."

The atmosphere became solemn without warning, subtle and deep.The charm and laziness that flowed from Fang Sishen's body was wiped away.

So when he entered the house, Fang Duzhi saw the follower behind his son. It was an accident, but he was once again fooled by Young Master Hong's penetrating tongue.