This year is no different from the previous years. The relatives are back, talking and laughing, eating, drinking, playing cards, lively and warm.

But for Fang Chi, just last year, Sun Wenqu spent the New Year at home, but now he is a little uncomfortable with this New Year without Sun Wenqu.

I really miss Sun Wenqu, but whenever I see my grandparents, I feel uneasy. When I see my parents, I feel nervous and stressed. I used to talk less to my parents, but now I can’t say anything.

My father asked him about school, and he shut up after saying a few words, feeling that he couldn't continue.

He didn't sleep well from his 30s to the second grade of junior high school. From childhood to adulthood, his parents treated him as free-range. They didn't bother with him, and they didn't bother with him. They fought with classmates, and they didn't care much about whether their grades were good or bad, and they never beat and scolded him.

But if he could estimate his grandparents' attitude, he had no idea about his parents.

Moreover, grandpa told his parents about this matter. Fang Chi always felt that he was not responsible enough. Not only did his own affairs make grandparents upset, but he also had to let grandpa worry about talking about it for him...

But grandpa's attitude was quite firm. On the first day of the third year of the junior high school, Fang Chi and he were squatting in the backyard to eat noodles, he shook his head: "You can't explain this clearly."

"I can tell it clearly," said Fang Chi, "Grandpa, you..."

"I'm not just talking about this, I also want to talk to my parents about the way they raised you over the years," said grandpa. "If something happens, my first reaction is not to tell my parents, but to my grandparents... Although grandpa is quite comforting, my grandson will think of me and trust me if he has something to do, but this parents are not like this..."

"Does these be appropriate to wrap them together?" Fang Chi was a little worried.

"It's appropriate," Grandpa nodded and suddenly said, "You can go to the city today."

Fang Chi was stunned: "What?"

"Go to the city to have fun, and you can come back tomorrow," said grandpa. "In the past, you were all from the third and fourth graders to go back to find classmates during the Chinese New Year. Let's go and play this year."

"I... can't do it," Fang Chi said softly, "I'll be with you."

"Go," Grandpa picked a sternum from the noodles and threw it to the boy, "Today I will tell your parents about you. If you are not here, you can let them go."

"Grandpa," Fang Chi looked at him in surprise, "Tell me today?"

"Well, they are going back to the county town again on the sixth day of the lunar month. In previous years, they were open for business on the sixth day of the lunar month," said grandpa. "It's almost done after the first and second day of the lunar month."

When Fang Chi went upstairs to change his clothes, he didn't know what he was feeling.

After telling this to his grandparents, he never thought about going back to the city to see Sun Wenqu. Even though he knew that his grandparents were still sad, he could not do anything like that.

But now my grandfather suddenly asked him to play. Although he didn't say that he wanted him to find Sun Wenqu, his mood was still rising in the wind.

Thinking of his parents today, they will know about him, and the wind is much smaller.

Thinking of Sun Wenqu, the wind became stronger again.

Just raised it back and forth, falling, rising, falling...

"Go back to the city?" My father asked when he saw him coming down from the upstairs with his schoolbag.

"Yes." Fang Chi responded, feeling a little afraid of meeting my dad's eyes.

"Bring some New Year's goods. Yesterday your mother packed a few bags, and you can take one," Dad walked to the table next to him to carry a bag of New Year's goods. "It's all made at home, so I can try it for classmates or something."

"Okay." Fang Chi took the bag.

"I won't go back today?" my mother asked.

"It depends on the situation," Fang Chi lowered his head and looked at the various meats, cured meat and bacon in the bag, and dried meat, "maybe tomorrow."

"Don't drink too much wine," said my mother.

"Yeah." Fang Chi suddenly wanted to run away immediately with the bag. His parents' usual words made him feel uncomfortable.

It was not until he got out of the village and got in the car and watched the boy run back along the way that he took out his cell phone and called Sun Wenqu.

"Hey?" Sun Wenqu heard the sound of sleeping.

Fang Chi's repeated ups and downs due to various entanglements were only truly raised after hearing Sun Wenqu's voice. He smiled and said, "Did I call too early?"

"This time is quite early for me," Sun Wenqu smiled, with a very sexy nasal voice in his voice, "Are you getting up so early today?"

"Well," Fang Chi said with a smile, "Are you still at home?"

"Here," Sun Wenqu yawned, "My mother asked me to stay for two more days, so I'll stay for two more days. Today I'll go out to chat with your Uncle Liangzi."

"Ah, are you talking about serious matters?" Fang Chi asked.

"I have been chatting with him in a serious and careless manner," Sun Wenqu said, "What?"

"I'm in the car," Fang Chi said, unable to hold his lips back, "on the shuttle bus to the city."

"Hmm?" Sun Wenqu was stunned, his voice became much clearer, "Are you coming out?"

"Yes," Fang Chi began to laugh, "It's out, grandpa asked me to come out and have fun."

"Have you just come out?" Sun Wenqu seemed to get out of bed, his voice trembling slightly, "I'll pick you up."

"No, do you need to take this? The city is also my territory." Fang Chi was still happy, feeling a little uncontrollable and wanted to smile foolishly.

"Then where did you go to see me?" Sun Wenqu also smiled, "Come to my house directly?"

"...Oh yes," Fang Chi tsk and laughed twice, "Then you come and pick me up."

After washing up, Sun Wenqu changed his clothes and went to the restaurant. His family had just gotten up and were eating breakfast now.

Sun Wenqu went over and drank a glass of milk, but didn't eat any other breakfast.

The nanny has been resting these two days, and the meals are sent or eaten. The breakfast is made by Sun Yao, and it is not delicious. Sun Wenqu doesn't want to eat them.

"Go out?" My mother looked at him.

"Yes," Sun Wenqu responded, "Click Fang Chi."

Several people who were consuming their heads lowered their heads and raised their heads at the same time. Sun Jiayue asked with a smile: "Do you bring it back for dinner tonight?"

Sun Wenqu glanced at his father. His father was drinking porridge. He met his eyes and put down his bowl: "What do you think I'm doing?"

"Let's go out for dinner tonight," Sun Wenqu said, "I'll treat you."

"It depends on the situation." After saying that, my dad continued to drink porridge.

"Where to go?" Sun Jiayue asked with interest.

"You recommend one," Sun Wenqu said, "I haven't gone out to eat for a long time."

"Okay, I'll settle that place." Sun Jiayue nodded immediately.

"Don't find too expensive places," Sun Yao frowned, "or he would have to worry about what his boyfriend wants money now."

"It's okay," Sun Wenqu drew his lips, "Then I won't invite you, just dad."

"Hmm?" Dad was stunned.

"Then please, dad," said Sun Jiayue, "I originally wanted to say I invited it."

"It's better for elders to have this kind of meal," said the second brother-in-law. "You are a peer to someone else, please be suitable for your father."

"That's right, that's a matter of course," Sun Jiayue clapped her hands, "I'll call to book a table."

Sun Wenqu didn't go out for a few days, but he only knew that it had snowed these days. When he came out, he found that the snow was quite heavy and it was white.

His garage is only two parking spaces, one dad and one mom are all full, and other cars are parked on the side of the road, which is now severely built.

His little bug is like a small steamed bun, and no matter how much snow is, it can be buried into flat ground.

It took a long time to pull the car out of the snow. When he was about to get on the car, he suddenly saw a ball of snow on the front wheel of the car.

When I reached out to try to pull it up, I found that the snow ball was a little...

"Damn?" Sun Wenqu squatted beside the wheel, leaned over and looked at it, a little surprised, "Hey, who is your cat?"

A white kitten was lumped on the wheel, motionless and didn't know when it was lying on it. It was said that the car had been parked here for several days, so there shouldn't be any cats lying up.

This is a stupid cat without common sense of survival.

Sun Wenqu opened the car door and took a towel down, wrapped the cat and grabbed it out of the wheel.

A very small cat with a slut of eyes.

Sun Wenqu studied it and found that the cat was probably half frozen and didn't struggle with his eyes half open.

He wanted to take the cat home first, but hesitated for a while and got into the car, turned on the heating, and put the cat in a hat on the seat.

Fang Chi had already stood by the door and waited before the shuttle bus entered the station. As soon as he arrived at the station, he jumped down and then trotted out of the station.

Sun Wenqu’s red bug was still very conspicuous, and it happened to be in the closest position.

Fang Chi ran over and opened the door of the cab directly, leaned in and kissed Sun Wenqu's face.

"Hey," Sun Wenqu couldn't hide, and he was so happy that he kissed him. He smiled and adjusted the seat back, "You see who is in the car clearly, and you'll kiss him."

"Your bug, can you kiss me wrong?" Fang Chi stuck out his butt and squeezed into the car. Half of him pressed on Sun Wenqu, kissing and licking, "I miss you so much."

"This is the bus terminal," Sun Wenqu smiled and couldn't do it. "I don't know that I thought you were robbing, and the police will come later."

"Oh," Fang Chi kissed several times before wiping his mouth. He stepped outside the car and closed the door. He quickly walked around the passenger seat and opened the door. "I just miss you this time. I don't have anything else to do? I feel like I almost can't see you when I see you again."

Sun Wenqu smiled and didn't say anything, but just looked at him with his head tilted.

"Stop laughing," Fang Chi sat down and fastened his seat belt, reached out and touched his lap a few times, "Don't you miss me?"

"I think about it," Sun Wenqu said with a smile, "I think about it very much, but compared with you young people, I feel a disadvantage in this expression."

"No loss," Fang Chi leaned over and kissed him in the face, "I know."
To be continued...