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It was already 11:30 when Lin Yufeng sent Fang Zhi home downstairs.

"Here, here are the strawberries for you. Don't be polite to me." Through the car window, Lin Yufeng handed Fang Zhi a bag of strawberries that he bought before going to No. [-] Middle School through the car window. You help, if you don't accept it, I will feel sorry for you, be obedient."

Fang Zhi took it in a daze, but before he could react, Lin Yufeng's car drove into the traffic and disappeared.

He stood where he was and took a long breath before going upstairs with the strawberries and going home.

There was no one at home, and the owner of the farm was on a business trip in other provinces for the past two days, and Aunt Zhao had already packed up everything and returned home. Even the milk ball, such a sticky little chubby, was nowhere to be found.

Standing at the entrance, Fang Zhi looked at the empty and dim living room, feeling a little lost for no reason.

It's strange, it's not like this has happened before, and even because of the nature of Fang Haisheng's work, he often stays at home alone, and he has experienced the deserted and lonely atmosphere hundreds of times, if not thousands of times.

Even yesterday, I still didn't feel this way.

The light from the corridor outside the door was thrown into the door that was still closed, cutting out a light curtain for the area where Fang Zhi was standing.

The emotion came suddenly, and he stood in the light curtain for a long time before turning on the light and closing the door in a daze.

He changed his slippers, stuffed the strawberries given by Lin Yufeng into the refrigerator, and when he returned to the living room, he added some cat food to Milk Ball's dinner plate. Finally, he took a shower and lay down on the bed, but tossed and turned, no matter what. No drowsiness can be brewed.

Always feel like something is missing.

Fang Zhi calmed down, lay flat on the bed, and carefully compared the difference between last night and tonight in his mind, only to realize that it wasn't because the night was too quiet, nor was it because the house was too empty, but because a certain person would keep pestering him for the past two days. Brother Xu, who was talking to him, didn't send him a message tonight.

Fang Zhi sat up in shock and started looking for his phone.

He doesn't often stare at his phone, so sometimes he doesn't know where it is when he puts it away.He searched for a while, and finally found his dead cell phone on the coffee table in the living room.

... No wonder the message notification tone has not been heard.

He quickly found the charger to charge the phone.

Every second of waiting to boot up seems extraordinarily long.When the screen turned on and the lock screen was on, he quickly unlocked it, and then saw the upper right corner of the WeChat icon with a red 65 mark at first glance.

Fang Zhi suddenly felt a little guilty, he raised and lowered his fingers, lowered and raised again, but he still didn't dare to click on the small icon.

He sat cross-legged on the sofa, put the mobile phone with bright screen on his lap, and began to build himself mentally.

After a few seconds of construction, it was interrupted by a WeChat message that popped up at the top of the screen.

[Big Brother Xu]: Are you at home?

Fang Zhi's hands are faster than his brain, and when he regained his senses, he followed the message pop-up window and clicked on the WeChat chat interface with Xu Xie.

The screen is full of messages from the other party.

He didn't dare to swipe up, staring at the sentence Xu Xie just sent, he quickly replied "Yeah".

The window of the living room was not closed tightly for some reason, and a sudden gust of wind from outside squeezed in, howling and messing Fang Zhi's hair.

He stood up and walked to the window, just as he was about to reach out to close the window, when he suddenly saw a tall, thin and familiar figure standing beside the street lamp downstairs in his house.

The man was typing on the phone with his head down, at the same time, the phone in Fang Zhi's hand vibrated twice.

He picked it up and looked—

[Big Brother Xu]: That's right, come down and pick me up.

[Brother Xu]: Hurry up, it seems to be raining.

At 09:30, the third middle school locked the school gate after releasing the day students. After Xu Xie sent dozens of messages to Fang Zhi but got no response, he ran out of 314 before the dormitory building locked the gate, and found a leak in the third middle school wall. Wall skipped school.

Yu You told him about this loophole, and he listened to it as a joke at that time, but he didn't expect that he would be able to use it one day.

This is the first time Mr. Xu has played truant since he was in high school. He thought he would feel a little guilty, but the moment he landed after climbing over the wall, he felt happy.

I don't know if it's because he wants to meet Fang Zhi, or because he actually misses this kind of apostasy in his bones.

In short, he stood in the dark night, he could see the prosperous lights, and the night wind rang in his ears, and the lightness he hadn't felt for a long time slipped from the bottom of his heart to his limbs, as if there were no shackles, and his body and mind were in harmony. happy.

With this kind of joy, Xu Xie took the last subway tonight and rushed to Fang Zhi's house.

At [-]:[-], Xu Xie picked up two small wontons with crab powder and fresh meat in his hand, and shook them in Fang Zhi's surprised and shocked eyes.

The moment Fang Xiaozhen saw the news, his mind went blank, so much so that he didn't even remember to take the elevator, grabbed the handrail of the stairs and rushed down from the fifth floor.

He calmed down the messy breathing caused by sprinting, raised his eyes and asked Xu Xie, "Why are you here?"

Xu Xie didn't speak, and stared at him with eyes that were reflected by two or three lights, as if he was in a daze. After a while, he seemed to come back to his senses, quickly lowered his eyes, and then accused him a little wronged: "ask You, if you don't answer the phone or answer the message, the play disappeared at night... I was worried, so I came here."

"...The phone is out of battery and turned off, I didn't notice." Fang Zhi took the bag in his hand, looked up at the sky, "Go up first, it's going to rain."

"Ah."

As soon as the two entered the door, it started to rain outside.

"Here, slippers." Fang Zhi took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet to Xu Xie, and hurriedly went to close the window of the living room.

"Where's uncle? Are you sleeping?"

"No, he's been on a business trip for the past two days." Fang Zhi sat back on the sofa, opened the lid of the packing box, and immediately a burst of fresh and hot air came over his face.

"Then you are the only one in the house?" Xu Xie changed his shoes and sat beside him, and opened another small wonton.

He heard a low "hmm" from the young boy in the dense fog.

The two ate hot food on the same sofa under the warm orange light, and neither of them spoke for a while.

Fang Zhi was chewing wontons, vaguely feeling that this scene was a little familiar. After thinking for a long time, he remembered the evening when Xu Xie moved into 314. At that time, the dusk was sinking, and the color of the dormitory was the same warm orange as it is now. Xie Fen sat on both sides of the desk, and he also ate small wontons with crab powder and fresh meat.

Time really has the power to change everything.At that time they were not familiar with each other, Xu Xie had to buy a bunch of food to guess his preferences, but now, this person can even bring his favorite food to the door.

He never thought that there would be such a person who could overturn all his previous imaginations about life.

Fang Zhi felt a little emotional, and quickly glanced at Xu Xie beside him from the corner of his eye.

Unexpectedly, Xu Xie was looking at him, and with this glance, the eyes of the two met.

When a person is in a good mood, it seems that even courage will be blessed.

Just like just downstairs, Xu Xie saw Fang Zhi rushing down the stairs, and almost reached out to hug the young man who was running towards him.

But maybe the little ravioli in his hand restricted his performance, or maybe Fang Zhi's speed was too fast. In short, he only raised his arm a little, and the panting boy was already in front of him.

He was wearing a cotton black T-shirt and white sports shorts, and he was pulling on slippers. He still had a refreshing smell after washing, probably because he was running too fast and in a hurry. It wasn't a long distance, but he was sweating. After being illuminated by the cold light of the street lamp above his head, his already white skin seemed to be covered with a layer of light, dazzlingly bright.

Xu Xie was stunned, and quickly lowered his eyes.

It was at that moment that he suddenly figured it out.

What separates calmness, the expansion and devouring of that bit of desire will never be worse than not seeing Fang Zhi.

He likes this boy, as long as he can see him, his warm heartbeat is enough to overshadow everything else.

The heartbeat is growing like crazy, like a sprout breaking through the ground, and it can't be pushed back with those rational thoughts.

So, at the moment he met Fang Zhi's gaze, his Adam's apple rolled up and down——

"Can you move back to school and live with me again?"

Fang Zhi has always thought that Xu Xie's eyes are very magical. He usually looks fierce and cold when he relaxes and relaxes, but when he looks at only one person seriously like now, the eyes are filled with soft, bright and fragmented light, which makes him look like a Extra gentle.

He just stared blankly at these eyes for a long time, until the wind outside the window made a loud noise on the windowpane, he suddenly came back to his senses, lowered his eyes to avoid that gaze, and said in a low voice: "Let's talk. "

He didn't dare to see Xu Xie's reaction, so he turned his head to the bedroom, sorted out a set of clothes for Xu Xie, and pushed him into the bathroom.

"It's getting late, wash up and go to sleep, there's class tomorrow...The shampoo and shower gel are on that shelf, and the changed clothes are thrown in the laundry basket...I...I'll go out and make your bed first. "Fang Zhi hurriedly finished a long paragraph with half-closed eyes, stuttered because of nervousness, then quickly turned around and left the bathroom, closing the door behind his back.

Xu Xie stood in the middle of the bathroom holding a stack of clothes in a daze. After a while, he raised a hand to put on his eyes, and sighed silently.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom that Fang Zhi's tense nerves slowly relaxed.

He didn't forget why he came home to live.

Rehabilitation is fake, hiding from Xu Xie is real.The scene of being wiped on the lips that day is still vivid in my memory, and the series of nightmares that followed are also fresh in my memory, but whether it is reality or a dream, those things seem to start from seeing a pair of soft and bright eyes.

Exactly the same as tonight.

Fang Zhi raised his hand and rubbed his hot ears, suddenly feeling a little irritable.

So in the next time, he anxiously cleaned up the leftovers on the coffee table, and anxiously shuttled through the rooms to find a quilt, and then he found anxiously that in such a large home, he could not find a bed. Extra useable quilts.

……Hold!Where's the quilt? !

Ever since Aunt Zhao was hired at home, Fang Zhi has been served as a young master. He knew he was useless, but he didn't expect that he would be so useless that he couldn't even find a quilt.

outrageous.

To make matters worse, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Fang Zhi stood in the living room with his hands outstretched in confusion, watching helplessly as the bathroom door was opened, and Xu Xie came out from inside wiping his hair with a towel.

Their eyes met, and the two of them saw a trace of embarrassment on each other's faces.

Adhering to the principle that the host should not neglect the guests, Fang Zhi took the lead in breaking the inexplicable silence: "Washing so fast?"

"Ah...it's not too dirty, so I just washed it." After Xu Xie explained, he stood there and began to mechanically brush his hair, his expression seemed hesitant to speak.

Fang Zhi convinced himself that he was usually not so sensitive, but tonight he caught it right, so he asked the sentence he regretted most tonight: "What's wrong?"

"Cough..." The other party coughed lightly, turned his face and held the side of his neck to Fang Zhi, the skin was slightly red from the heat or something, "...just, take it for me The one, cough, panties are too small."

The moment the voice fell, the whole living room fell into an unprecedented stagnation atmosphere.

Fang Zhi's original bullet screen of "Where's the quilt" was densely packed in his head was refreshed after this sentence, and the words "small" were all colorful.

The mood suddenly became very complicated, and I always felt that I was vaguely ridiculed.

Maybe Fang Zhi's sluggish look was too funny, Xu Xie stared at him for a few seconds and then burst into laughter.

Mr. Xu was very considerate, he laughed until he was twitching and did not forget to comfort Fang Zhi: "Hahahaha...it's okay, I can wear it, but it's a bit tight...hahahaha..."

Fang Zhi: "..."

The mood is more complicated.