can i borrow your white paint

Every time the attached high school sets up a test center, only one school gate will be opened, and a group of parents are crowded at the door. It is usually quite difficult to find people quickly after the test is over.

Fang Ze often didn't send Fang Hengzhi to the exam. Usually, Fang Hengzhi himself went to participate in the competition or Ru Ting sent him to the junior high school and senior high school exams, so it was the first time to experience such a scene, and it took a lot of effort Find a gap where you can see the inside of the school from above the railing so you can find the kids.

Fortunately, the environment in the attached middle school is quite good and the space is quite large. Cheng Yi and Fang Hengzhi also belong to the category that catches the most attention when thrown into the crowd. They are tall and good-looking, so it is easy to recognize.

So Fang Zechang smiled and waved to them...

and got no response.

In other words, those two didn't see him at all.

Cheng Yi also looked around in an attempt to find someone, but Fang Heng knew that the brain was not working well, so he stayed where he was, and blocked Cheng Yi's vision even if he couldn't find anyone.

Coincidentally, Fang Zechang was in their blind spot.

"..."

"What are you doing standing there?" Cheng Yi finally squeezed out of the school gate, pushed the people around him to stand under the tree at the gate, "Look for your father."

"I found it." Fang Hengzhi held a lollipop in his mouth, squinted his eyes and looked ahead, "It's not easy to find, I have astigmatism."

"Don't you wear glasses for astigmatism?" Cheng Yi was a little surprised, he didn't know this guy was short-sighted before.

Because someone never wears glasses, he doesn't even find the shadow of glasses on the other person.

"I got a pair a long time ago, but I don't really like wearing them." Fang Hengzhi gently touched the bridge of his nose with his index finger, "Didn't everyone say that wearing glasses for a long time will crush the bridge of the nose? I have such a high nose bridge , wouldn’t it be a pity if one of the glasses collapsed?”

"...You have the potential to be a star." Cheng Yi was convinced by his appearance management, and clasped his hands together.

"I will give you an autograph for free when I make my debut." Fang Hengzhi raised his eyebrows, and said to him without looking at him, "Now, please ask my dear tablemate to help me find my dad."

"My mother..." Cheng Yi clenched his right hand unconsciously, wanting to swing it up and punch him on the nose, but thinking of Fang Zechang who sent them off today, he let it go quietly.

Forget it, bear it.

While comforting himself in his heart, he looked around and found Fang Zechang's figure.

Finally, after he pushed Fang Hengzhi away with a slap, he met Fang Zechang who was looking for a way to escape from the crowd in the distance.

Sure enough, he knew that Fang Heng knew that people were here to get in the way.

"Your father." He pinched Fang Hengzhi's neck with one hand, turned his head so that he looked straight ahead.

Fang Hengzhi blinked, then squinted for a long time before confirming the identity of the other party, and suddenly said: "It's really my dad."

Not sure right now? ?

Cheng Yi pinched the bridge of his nose speechlessly, and sighed: "If you recognize him, find a way to save your father. I'll wait for you here."

Fang Hengzhi tilted his head, raised his left hand, put his index finger and middle finger together, placed it beside his eyebrows, and nodded: "Hey——"

Cheng Yi looked at him sullenly for a while, but he still didn't tense up. He rolled his eyes with joy, and scolded with a smile, "You idiot."

This scolding was insincere, Fang Heng knew that he had a thick skin, so he took it as a compliment.

Cheng Yi watched him turn around and struggle to find his father through the crowd. He stretched his neck and found an open space, leaning against a pillar and waiting for them.

The boy is tall and big, and he has an advantage in opening the way. In addition, his face can still be seen, and others are willing to make way for him.

Fang Hengzhi soon took his father to detour, except that the blue and white sneakers turned a little black, but he looked unscathed.

But only looks.

Because after this guy came back, he took a wet towel from Cheng Yi's bag to wipe his hands, frowning while wiping, very carefully.

Fang Zechang didn't bother to care about him, and patted Cheng Yi on the shoulder kindly: "Are you tired from the exam?"

Cheng Yi moved his shoulders unaccustomedly: "Fortunately, I'm not tired."

Fang Zechang put down his hand considerately, and said gently, "Are you hungry?"

That's kind of it.But he didn't say it frankly, and he always felt a little embarrassed: "It's okay."

"I'm hungry." Fang Hengzhi over there suddenly interrupted, rolled up the wet tissue in his hand, and threw it into the trash can not far away in a not-so-perfect parabola, "I'm starving to death! !"

"You have a lot to do." Fang Zechang took out the car keys from his pocket and twirled them around on his fingers, "Xiao Yi, do you want to eat Japanese food?"

Cheng Yi has no objection: "Yes, I'm not very picky."

Fang Ze often said: "It's good not to be picky about food, and it's good for your health. Then let's go to a Japanese food restaurant nearby. It seems to be quite popular, and the line is quite long, but I found a scalper to buy a number. Now we In the past, it was estimated that I could eat it."

Cheng Yi was taken aback.

Are the scalpers all bought?Then if he just said he didn't want to eat, wouldn't the ticket be bought for nothing?

Thinking about it, he glanced at Fang Hengzhi who had been neglected all this time and was playing with his mobile phone.

In fact, to some extent, the father and son are really similar.

Among other things, upbringing and politeness are the best.

When Fang Zechang was driving in the driver's seat, Fang Hengzhi slowly approached Cheng Yi.

Cheng Yi leaned to the right, frowned and whispered, "What are you doing?"

"Aren't you curious why I wiped my hands just now?" Fang Hengzhi's voice was also very small, and he couldn't hear it clearly unless he got close. Presumably it was to prevent Fang Ze in front of him from often hearing it.

Cheng Yi had no choice but to turn around and lean closer to listen to him: "Why?"

Fang Hengzhi lowered his voice, leaned into his ear, and said in a very aggrieved tone: "There were too many people just now, I don't know who touched my hand, it was all sweaty, you know?!?! Sticky !"

Is this being robbed?Cheng Yi opened his mouth halfway, speechless for a while.

He really didn't expect that a boy with a height of 1.8 meters would be plundered in the crowd.

Unknowingly, his eyes fell on Fang Hengzhi's hand that had just been brushed, and he suddenly felt a little upset.

There is a feeling of being preempted by others.

Not very comfortable.

Because he knew the little Jiujiu in his heart, he knew exactly where the unhappiness came from this time.

But it was precisely because of the clarity that he was even more depressed.

This feeling of not being able to say anything or do anything is really frustrating.

He suddenly thought of his birthday some time ago.

Even though it was the weekend, the school did not give them a holiday. They were asked to make up classes according to the normal working day. From eight to nine in the morning, even Cheng Yi was forced to stay at night, and Cheng Moutong was forced to send Cheng Moutong to the off-duty leave class. Xiang Bai's house.

The Jiangsu Qualification Examination consists of six small subjects. As the exam was approaching, the Fourteenth Middle School stopped the three main subjects except Chinese and Mathematics. As a result, Ji Xiangbai became an idler with nothing to do, perfect for taking care of children.

Originally, Cheng Yi was a little embarrassed to bother others, but because he was too busy studying, he could only ignore these for the time being, and had no choice but to entrust the child to Ji Xiangbai.

Although Ji Xiangbai was quite happy to accept it.

That was one of the few days he stayed in school after dark.

There is an hour of self-study after [-] o'clock in the [-]th middle school. During this hour, you can learn the shortcomings that you are not good at. If you don't understand, you can go to the office and ask the teacher. Anyway, the teacher of the small class has been working overtime during this period. convenient.

Before Cheng Yi could figure out what to study tonight, someone grabbed his wrist.

He knew who this person was without looking: "What's wrong?"

Fang Hengzhi pinched his wrist bones and smiled: "Did you skip class?"

"?" Cheng Yi laughed, "Didn't you catch me hard in studying recently? It's hard for me to take the lead in the last evening self-study, why didn't you take the lead and fail to learn well?"

Fang Hengzhi let go of his wrist, and tapped his phone screen: "Today is different."

"What's different?" Cheng Yi glanced at the dark and gloomy sky outside the window behind him, "There is no moon tonight?"

"..." Fang Hengzhi seemed helpless, and sighed, "Isn't today your 17th birthday?"

Cheng Yi was stunned for a moment.

He really forgot.

Recently, he has a tendency to forget to sleep and eat while studying. Even though Du Mao and Lai Xiao sent him blessings and gifts in the morning, Dao really forgot that today is his birthday in the afternoon.

But then he suddenly remembered, today is his birthday...so tomorrow is Fang Hengzhi's birthday?

Fuck, it's over, he didn't buy a birthday present.

Fang Hengzhi didn't seem to mention that tomorrow is his birthday at all, but just blinked his eyes and looked at him expectantly: "Will you run away?"

Cheng Yi wanted to say "I want to learn".

But seeing the eagerness in the other party's eyes, he suddenly couldn't speak.

It may be that people at night are more impulsive. Hearing the sound of "shuashua" pens beside him, Cheng Yi felt that his head was not very clear-headed.

His student career was quite legendary, and he had rebelled many times, but never once was he so unwilling to obey the rules as he is now.

Maybe it's because of the only one time at the age of 17. The teenagers who haven't fully passed the second stage of middle school don't want to live so plainly, and don't want to leave any regrets.

So he nodded and said, "Flee."

Fang Hengzhi just laughed, left his schoolbag unpacked, told the class monitor, "Let's go to the toilet", and pulled Cheng Yi out.

The squad leader didn't recover.

She looked at the backs of the two, and poked at her tablemate blankly: "So boys also need to go to the bathroom together?"

The deskmate was a girl, so I couldn't give her a definite answer.

But after she finished speaking, she showed a suddenly realized expression: "Maybe...Brother Fang is afraid of the dark."

Fang Hengzhi didn't know that his image of being afraid of the dark had already been established, and he was still moving bricks to prepare for climbing over the wall.

Cheng Yi watched his skillful movements silently, and felt that he, a habitual criminal, was really useless here.

It is indeed the "problem student" that caused the teacher headaches the most in the whole grade, he thought.

Fang Hengzhi skillfully stepped onto the simple stone steps that had just been laid. He lifted his long legs and hung them on a nearby branch. , and then with a little force, the whole person jumped onto the wall.

He turned around, looked down at Cheng Yi who was still on the ground, smiled and waved: "Brother Yi, do you want to help?"

Cheng Yi sneered: "Get out, don't get in my way."

Fang Hengzhi raised his eyebrows, but he didn't roll down. He moved carefully, and stopped at a place where Cheng Yi could not be blocked at all.

Cheng Yi understood his intentions, and he was probably saying——

You play, let me see.

With a "tsk", he raised his hand and rolled up his cuffs.

After all, a gangster is a gangster, and the business ability of overcoming the wall is much more professional than that of an amateur like Fang Hengzhi. For example, Fang Hengzhi can only be "handsome", but he can be fast and handsome.

Cheng Yi directly skipped the step of climbing the branches, leaning against the small gaps in the raised stones on the wall and stepping over them with strength.

Fang Hengzhi watched his flowing movements, couldn't help exhaling, and whistled: "Cool!"

After Cheng Yi landed firmly on the ground, he turned around and lifted his chin with his pockets: "Can you get off? Do you want me to pick you up?"

Originally, this was just a joke, but whoever thought that Fang Heng knew it was true nodded his head: "Yes."

Cheng Yi was overwhelmed by him, so he stretched out his hand subconsciously.

When Fang Hengzhi jumped down from the top and hooked him around his neck, he hadn't recovered yet, and his foot was not steady, and the two of them staggered and fell back several steps before they stabilized their bodies so as not to fall .

He felt that this man was warm all over, like a stove, and he threw himself into his arms in the winter, and the coat on his body seemed to be in the way.

From the top of the head to the soles of the feet of a warm person, it's like burning up.

Fang Hengzhi's head was attached to his neck, and when his heels were firmly established, he raised his head unhurriedly, and his tone was soft and flirtative: "Your waist and legs are not strong enough."

"Fart." Cheng Yi retorted subconsciously, his heart was beating suddenly, he wanted to push the person away but couldn't do it, "You came down too suddenly."

"Oh." Fang Hengzhi didn't refute, and just laughed twice, "Then I'll say hello next time before jumping."

Because they are so close, the breathing of this person can be clearly felt when he is speaking next to his ear. Cheng Yi frowned, suppressed his slightly shortness of breath, raised his hand and pushed the person away, and turned to leave: "No down!" time."

After Fang Hengzhi was pushed away, he was disappointed for a few seconds and quickly followed up, his tone still unbeatable: "Brother Yi, wait for me."

When Cheng Yi heard this, he walked faster.

While walking, he complained to himself: he looks like a primary school student, so naive and outrageous.

Later, the two of them came to the restaurant that Fang Hengzhi had decided on after they were arguing.

This place is not far from the school, and it can be regarded as a Hong Kong restaurant that mainly focuses on desserts.

The two bought a cake in the store, and celebrated their birthday hastily and grandly.

Sloppy because the process was simple and hasty, grand because Fang Hengzhi booked the restaurant for the whole night, and gave him a birthday present when he was about to blow out the candles.

The gift was a model of the gates of the Nine Academy of Fine Arts, each of which was covered with a glass cover, but the exquisite details and workmanship of the model could still be seen.

In particular, Guoqing Central has reduced the original building almost in proportion.

"Fuck!" Cheng Yi was really surprised, staring at the nine models for a long time and couldn't look back, "Where did you get it?"

"I asked my dad's assistant to help me do it." Fang Heng touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed, "Of course, at first I wanted to do it myself, but a lot of materials were wasted, and people couldn't stand it any longer. Just come and help me. What do you think?"

Ideas and reality are really two different things. He swore that he really had the heart, but he was also powerless.

But Cheng Yi didn't mind this question, he was really happy, so happy that he wanted to cry.

It's not that he hasn't received gifts, but almost all of them are related to motorcycles or games. He has grown up so much, except that his parents gave him school supplies when he was young, and no one else has given him the same things as Future and Future. Learn about gifts now.

Fang Hengzhi was the first.

He lowered his head and said calmly: "Thank you, I like it very much." It's true...I like it very much.

Fang Hengzhi pursed his lips and smiled silently, then turned his head away from looking at him.

At this moment, the whole restaurant is dim, only the faint candlelight on the cake is still flickering, as if it is about to go out.

Cheng Yi raised his head and wanted to blow out the candle.

"Make a wish first." Fang Hengzhi interrupted him when he was about to blow.

Cheng Yi paused, clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.

He thought for a long time in his heart, and suddenly found that there was nothing he could wish for.

Just when his mind was blank, he suddenly heard Fang Hengzhi say——

"Cheng Yi, I give you this gift in the hope that you will have a bright future and get what you want. You have to work hard, ride the wind and waves, and shine brightly."

At that moment, Cheng Yi had a wish.

I hope we can all have the future we originally yearned for.

He is, and so is Fang Hengzhi.

Although he still doesn't know why Fang Hengzhi left as an art student, he hopes that this person will always be favored, no matter it is now or in the future.

At that time, he didn't know the source of this idea, and he didn't know the origin, but thinking about it now, it should be out of selfishness.

Selfishly hope that he will always be born facing the sun, and always be radiant.

He suddenly felt a little regretful that he hadn't carefully prepared a birthday present for this person.

Fang Hengzhi was careless in giving him gifts. Because he was too busy, he could only send a lunch and a picture book that he had painted for about ten years.

He remembered that this person liked the starry sky very much, and he happened to have a starry sky painting book that he started drawing in elementary school. The first half of the paintings were very immature, mostly children's paintings, but later he began to change his style. Especially the last one-fifth, which is almost at the level of illustration.

He was actually a little embarrassed when he gave it away. After all, he didn't have any preparations. This is too perfunctory in comparison.

But Fang Hengzhi seemed extraordinarily happy and in a good mood, even when he received Ru Ting's urgent call while eating cake at night, he didn't see the slightest bit of impatience or unhappiness, and accepted them all with a hippie smile.

But Cheng Yi was still a little guilty, so guilty that when he watched him make a wish in the end, he wanted to give up on himself and give him a loving hug.

Although the embrace plan was not implemented in the end.

At that time, I felt that I was too lazy to hug, but now I realized that I didn't dare to hug.

Depend on……

Cheng Yi gritted his back molars calmly, thinking that Nima was even more aggrieved in retrospect.

When Fang Hengzhi was complaining, he was also secretly looking at Cheng Yi's expression.

He saw that his tablemate's expression was very numb, natural and calm, except for the occasional frown, there was no other unnecessary expression.

It seemed that he was very disturbed.

He has always known that classmate Cheng Yi is a straight steel rod, so he is really afraid that this person will say to him, "Why are you so hypocritical?"

Then he could really have a sudden myocardial infarction and be gasped to death.

He stared nervously at the other person's mouth, watching the man's beautiful rosy lips open: "Master——"

Fang Hengzhi felt his breath go straight to his brain, and his eyes turned black.

"—When you go out, remember to protect yourself."

Life is full of ups and downs like this, Fang Hengzhi came back to life in an instant.

These words are not very pleasant, and there is even a vague sense of perfunctory in it, but to Fang Hengzhi, it is already a sound of nature.

I really dare not ask too much from Cheng Yi. Straight men don't understand taste, that's enough.

Fang Hengzhi retracted his gaze in satisfaction: "Okay."

But Cheng Yi was really not being perfunctory this time.

Because he suddenly felt that the jokes on the Internet that persuaded boys to protect themselves might really not be nonsense.

Fang Heng knew that such admonitions were very much needed.

It seemed that there was nothing to talk about at this point, but the two didn't know what the other was thinking, so they didn't sit farther away.

The air conditioner in Fang Zechang's car was fully turned on. Even though it was winter, he couldn't feel cold in the car wearing only one piece of clothing, let alone sitting next to each other like this, he could sweat a lot.

But Cheng Yi was blocked by the door by Fang Hengzhi, and he had no room to move. For some inexplicable reasons, he did not make a sound to chase Fang Hengzhi away.

Fang Heng didn't know it and didn't move, he sat as firmly as if his buttocks were glued.

The two of them were so tacit, and sat next to each other with their own thoughts.

His arms were sweating and he didn't speak.

This scene was clearly seen by Fang Zechang in the front seat through the rearview mirror.

He shook his head.

Today's little boy can wear a pair of pants when he gets along well, and he doesn't feel hot when he's sticky!

But because he has a very good sense of Cheng Yi, he is very satisfied with this scene.

It doesn't matter if the son is an asshole, as long as the friend he makes is a good boy, and he can bring this stick to the right path.

Cheng Yi doesn't often eat Japanese food. The last time he came to eat it was because Cheng Moutong was curious, so he spent a lot of money to eat there in the south of the city at the beginning of last year. That time the price was cheap and the taste was so-so, so this time he came in and saw the menu in Japanese. I was dumbfounded in an instant.

"Fuck." He quietly poked Fang Hengzhi who was seriously reading the menu, and asked in a low voice, "Do you understand?"

"I don't understand." Fang Hengzhi answered very naturally.

Cheng Yi choked for a moment: "If you don't understand, you're still flipping through the pages like the real thing."

"Isn't there some Chinese mixed in with the Japanese?" Fang Hengzhi pointed to the Chinese character that didn't look like a Chinese character, "Combined to make it work."

Cheng Yi: "..." You are awesome.

"Then your dad thinks so too?" He asked again.

"He? He's not." Fang Hengzhi raised his eyelids, and glanced at Fang Zechang who was ordering food while taking off his coat, "He does know a little Japanese."

Cheng Yi was surprised for a moment. Thinking of the other party's family environment, he didn't think it was so unbelievable, but he still said with emotion: "It's amazing."

This sentence did not know which nerve Fang Heng knew, and the eyes that were a little proud changed instantly, and he hummed softly: "I can speak eight languages ​​when I am in my 40s."

"Are you still arguing with your father, are you childish?" Cheng Yi looked at him amusedly, "How old are you?"

"Isn't this underage?" Fang Hengzhi casually ordered a few dishes and handed the menu to the waiter, "A man is a teenager until he dies."

Cheng Yi: "..."

Fang Zechang came over: "..."

He looked at his son gently, his eyes seemed to care for the mentally handicapped.

At this time, silence is better than sound, the harm is not great, and the insult is extremely strong.

Fang Hengzhi looked at him with a stiff expression. Just as he was about to make a sound, his father looked away and turned to the people around him: "Xiao Yi, do you like rice or noodles?"

"Noodles." Cheng Yi said, "Hot noodles nourish the stomach, and eating them in winter is better for your health."

Fang Zechang raised his eyebrows, obviously he did not expect that there is a boy of this age who knows how to take care of his body: "Then order udon noodles."

With more knowledge, he thought that everyone would only eat smoothies in winter like his stick.

Seeing him looking over meaningfully, Fang Heng knew what he meant without even thinking about it.

What a magical blood relationship, he hated himself for knowing him too well.

After silently sighing in his heart, he dally moved away from Fang Zechang and approached Cheng Yi.

Cheng Yi just glanced at him and didn't say much.

Fang Zechang was a very easy-going elder, and it was rather boring while waiting for the meal, but the three of them sitting at the table were not too awkward, almost all Fang Zechang was asking questions, and the two students were answering.

In fact, Fang Hengzhi hasn't talked with his father for a long time. It is usually Ru Ting who manages and suppresses him, and he really hasn't received much love from his father.

This time, with Cheng Yi's light, he finally felt it in a rare way.

...It was not much different from Ru Ting, who used cynicism as the main means of attack to achieve the purpose of hitting him.

Fortunately, he has a strong ability to resist pressure, and he can completely turn a blind eye to it.

Cheng Yi didn't have his troubles anymore, because Fang Zechang didn't mention anything about studying at all.

This is really wonderful, aside from studying, Cheng Yi is definitely a three-good student among the three-good students.

Put it next to Fang Hengzhi, it is simply "other people's child".

but……

He quietly looked at the listless Fang Hengzhi, his eyes softened a little.

He believed that this man never mentioned his family to his father, but he probably hinted at it, otherwise Fang Zechang would not be able to avoid lightning so accurately no matter how understanding he was.

Thanks.He silently read it in his heart.

Fang Heng knows that he doesn't talk much at the moment, but the topic can always be inexplicably brought to him, such as playing skateboards when he was a child and breaking his knees to pieces, such as sneaking out to swim alone, only to lose his shoes and come back barefoot... …

Such black histories were often picked up by Fang Ze as if he didn't want money.

There were so many bastard things I did when I was a child, so many that Fang Hengzhi couldn't bear to think about them now.

So the more I listened, the more ashamed I felt, and I felt that public execution was nothing more than this.

Finally, after he didn't know how many times he secretly pressed the button to urge the food to be served, the waiter opened the door with a plate.

"You can't talk about food!" He knocked on the table suddenly, interrupting Fang Zechang, who was getting more and more upbeat in his conversation, "Hurry up, Cheng Yi and I have to take a nap after eating!"

Cheng Yi was enjoying listening, and after being interrupted so abruptly, he gave a soft "tsk" and tilted his head to look at Fang Hengzhi.

Fang Hengzhi got up this time, and stared at him stiffly.

It's really rare to be so tough, Cheng Yi raised his mouth, gave way to face, shrugged and picked up the chopsticks.

Fang Zechang also bent his eyes and picked up the soy sauce: "Then let's talk next time."

Cheng Yi smiled: "Okay."

Fang Hengzhi: "..."? ?And next time? ?

There are a lot of sashimi in Japanese food, and people who don’t eat much are generally not used to it.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Fang Hengzhi put all the cooked food in front of Cheng Yi on such a big table, but the big bowl of sashimi stood in front of Fang Zechang, covering the other side's face. It was tightly blocked.

I have to say that things with a good price usually don't taste bad, and this Japanese food is indeed much better than the one he took Mouton to eat last time.

The lunch break on the test day was not much, and it was too late for the two of them to go to a hotel to sleep after eating, so Fang Zechang had to take the two children to the car and let them suffer all afternoon in the car.

He opened the passenger door, and just as he was about to call someone to sleep in a flat chair in front, he saw the two children quickly get into the back seat without saying a word.

"..." He was silent for a while, then closed the door again.

never mind.He thought it was normal for children to be affectionate and want to sleep together.

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