sunflower

Jiang Xing shook his arms violently, wishing to practice bone shrinkage to reduce the surface area exposed to the wind.He strode close to the persimmon tree, he had a good plan, he wanted to put away the clothes for Fu Chengfeng and pretend to be virtuous, and then hugged the clothes to wipe his tears and pretend to be pitiful, but before the tears brewed, he saw the persimmon A slender figure stepped out of the door opposite the tree.

The girl reached out and ripped off Fu Chengfeng's school uniform, and then ripped off Fu Chengfeng's underpants.She frowned slightly, her eyes glanced back and forth on the clothesline, then she looked up, stopped on a tree at the gate of the yard, turned her head and said loudly, "Chengfeng, your socks were thrown on the tree again! "

It didn't take long for Fu Chengfeng to come out, stretching his arms and taking off his socks.

Jiang Xing was so sour all of a sudden.

He didn't know what he was sour about.

Maybe it's because I haven't looked at that person carefully for a long time.

Maybe Fu Chengfeng looked thinner.

Maybe it was too cold.

His nose wrinkled uncontrollably, he quickly held back his heart and said don't cry in front of Chao Ying, what a shame, then he opened his mouth and sneezed quite loudly.

The two people over there looked over one after another.

"..."

Jiang Xing reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth, stretched out his arm and waved it idiotically twice.

"Fu Chengfeng! Chao Ying!"

Fu Chengfeng stared at Jiang Xing for more than ten seconds, and then coughed lightly, "Come here!"

He lifted the waistband of his trousers, which was about to fall off, and ran over in a hurry.

Entering through the narrow door, there is a small yard inside. There are cement houses on three sides of the yard, the middle is a two-story one, and the rest are low bungalows. In the middle is a small courtyard paved with cement. There are weeds and moss.

Fu Chengfeng's family lives in the west, and there is a cement pool outside the house.Chao Ying held the clothes and walked side by side with Jiang Xing, Jiang Xing said, "Let me get some for you!"

"No, no, I can take it."

The moment he entered the room, a burst of warmth enveloped his body, and he realized that after running outside for so long, his upper body was numb from the cold.

But as soon as he entered the room, he always felt that the smell was not right. After sniffing around, he always felt that there was something stinky somewhere.

Just as Chao Ying was about to fold his clothes, he was stopped. Fu Chengfeng pulled out his school uniform jacket from the pile of clothes and threw it to Jiang Xing.

Jiang Xing suddenly looked beautiful, and after putting on his school uniform, he couldn't help but grinned at Fu Chengfeng, "Do you think we look like a couple today?" Fu Chengfeng's reaction.

Fu Chengfeng was looking through something in the closet, and he glanced at Jiang Xing's lower body from the corner of the eye, "...it doesn't look like it."

Jiang Xing didn't expect him to be able to answer him seriously, and he was relieved immediately, afraid that his thoughts would be exposed and he would throw himself out in a fit of anger.

Fu Chengfeng took out a clean towel, a pair of long johns and sweatpants, Chao Ying saw it and said, "I'm going to the kitchen."

"I'll go there, you go back first, or your mother will urge you again."

As soon as Chao Ying left, Jiang Xing immediately leaned over, "Hey, do you smell something bad?"

Fu Chengfeng glanced at him, stuffed the things in his arms, and strode out by himself. When he came back not long ago, he was holding a basin and a kettle in his hand. There are cold water buckets." He said, pulling the curtains on both sides, closing the door and going out.

Holding Fu Chengfeng's long johns, Jiang Xing realized that the ragged trousers he was wearing were uncomfortable. He quickly jumped up and took off the trousers. A stench came over his face, almost killing him.

"It turned out to be you!" He threw the trousers into the dustpan in the corner with disgust, and took a look at his long johns. There was a big gash from the side of his right leg to the back of his buttocks, and his panties were also ripped open. up.

I didn't notice it when I was running outside before, but now I felt some warmth, and felt a slight pain in the back of my buttocks. I turned my waist and looked back, and sure enough, there was a red mark on my buttocks, but luckily there was no bleeding .

He wiped his two little white legs and buttocks several times with warm water, and then put on Fu Chengfeng's long johns happily.The height difference between them is not too much, and the long johns fit just right.The little face was bright red, and after walking back and forth in the room several times, he felt more and more that there was a warm baby hidden in the long johns, which made his legs scorching hot.

The pair of black sweatpants, which were washed to gray, looked very old at first glance. The trousers were hanging almost to the calf, and the lower part of Jiang Xing's leg wearing long johns was exposed. It looked ridiculous, but he himself I still think it's beautiful.

Looking around, there are only two rooms in this house, which together are smaller than his kitchen.

There was a pull-out table by the window and a bed opposite.On the right hand side of the door is a wardrobe, and there are a few chairs, but there is no other furniture.

The door inside is closed, probably Fu Chengfeng's father is inside.He opened the curtains and looked outside, feeling that Fu Chengfeng would not come for a while, so he was immediately happy, leaned back and put himself on the bed, rolling back and forth several times.

Today I finally don't have to suffer from insomnia - he blushed and thought to himself.

After being addicted to the bed, he opened the curtains and found a framed photo on the window sill, which was an old photo from many years ago.The background seems to be the People's Park in Fog City. The woman in the photo is smiling gently, her brows and eyes are calm, beautiful and quiet, and there does not seem to be any bitterness or depression in her eyes.

She is holding a child in one hand, and on the left is a thin little boy, with his mouth tightly shut and his eyes deep, resembling Fu Chengfeng not only in appearance but also in spirit.

Jiang Xing always felt that Fu Chengfeng was very thoughtful and always had things in his mind, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.How happy it is to live in such an environment and to live so hard.It's just that he didn't expect that when he was so young, he was like this, without the innocence and sunshine of a child of this age.

The little girl next to her was even younger, and compared to Fu Chengfeng, the little girl was more hostile, Jiang Xing was a little scared by the little girl's eyes.

Putting down the photo, Jiang Xing sniffed, opened the window to ventilate, then took out a fruit pocket from the bag, put all the changed pants in it, made a tight knot, and cleaned the water basin.

Then he stood in front of the door of the back room and knocked lightly on the door, but there was no answer from inside, probably Fu Qigang was still resting.Jiang Xing wanted to find out where the kitchen was, but as soon as he went out, he stepped back and stared at the pile of unfolded clothes in the cabinet, his hands were itchy.

Just as he stretched out his claws, Fu Chengfeng came in with two plates, and he saw the folds on the bed that were rolled by someone at a glance.

Jiang Xing followed his line of sight and looked over. The crime scene was well preserved, the evidence was complete, and he didn't have the confidence to hide his ears. He scratched his head in embarrassment, "Hey hey... Anyway, I'm going to sleep, so I just want to warm you up... ..."

"..."

"." Jiang Xing wanted to slap the two of them, "I was just joking."

"……Let's eat."