Chapter 11
Mid-Semester Break is coming up in a few days, and students will take advantage of these days to travel around the area.
But Fang Chen's original plan was to work.
Holiday wages will be doubled.
But then again——
It's an American farm!
Only seen it online.
Seeing Fang Chen's hesitation, Xisi said calmly, "We can stay there for two days. Perhaps you would like to stay in the cabin? We can barbecue together in the evening and try picking fruits and milking cows during the day."
Fang Chen licked his lips and made a final struggle, "I still have to spend my vacation--"
"You haven't had a good time out since you came here, right?" Sis took over and slowly enticed, "It'll only take two or three days. It won't delay you too much."
"Besides, you helped me catch the fake ticket seller, and I haven't thanked you properly yet. I'd like to invite you out for a little while, so please don't refuse."
Fang Chen was completely defeated.
He blinked, "Okay then!"
Anyway, he has earned quite a bit of money recently, so he can indulge himself a little!
Thinking of this, he tilted his head back, his tone filled with excitement about the upcoming trip, "What do I need to bring?"
"No need for anything," Sith said. "I'll prepare it."
After the dinner, Xisi took Fang Chen home. Fang Chen initially said that it was not necessary and he could go back by himself.
"I'm not afraid of the dark, so you don't need to send me off. You just finished the race, so hurry back..."
Before he could finish his words, the man's coat was already covering him again.
The boy stuck his head out from under the loose coat in a daze. His sleeves were so long that they hung down, and he was dragged out by Sith.
If he insists on sending it...
All right!
Fang Chen compromised easily.
Coincidentally, the restaurant where the dinner was held was very close to the dormitory. Fang Chen was leaning on the passenger seat and feeling a little drowsy when the car stopped.
He opened his eyes drowsily and muttered, "We're here, so fast."
The boy's voice was soft and nasal, as if he was unconsciously acting coquettish.
But because he subconsciously spoke in Chinese, Sis didn't understand.
A feeling of irritation suddenly welled up in the man's heart. He wanted to understand what Fang Chen said, understand his mumblings, and understand his whispered complaints.
He desperately wanted to control and understand everything about Fang Chen.
In the dark carriage, Sis did what he wanted to do most.
He reached out his hand, gently touched Fang Chen's head, and pressed down the sticky hair.
Fang Chen's eyes widened slightly and he woke up instantly.
It startled him, he thought Sith was going to...
"Go to bed early when you get back." The man looked into his eyes and said, "Get some rest."
"You should say this to yourself."
Fang Chen muttered, "We should rest well after the game."
"Okay." The man smiled. "I'll go to bed early too."
“…”
What are you doing?
Who started this topic? It's so embarrassing!
Fang Chen's toes couldn't help but start working again.
He pursed his lips and whispered, "I'm going back now. Goodbye."
After getting out of the car, Fang Chen took small steps at first, but he always felt inexplicably that Sith seemed to be watching him from behind, his eyes falling on him as if they were real.
Between looking back and not looking back, Fang Chen chose to run into the apartment with his head down.
The door suddenly opened. My roommate was eating fried chicken and watching a video. He turned his head and looked over at me when he heard the sound. He was stunned for a moment and asked, "Whose clothes are you wearing?"
What?
Fang Chen lowered his head and looked at himself.
Σ(° △°|||)︴
He he he actually put his Sith jacket back on!!
How come I don’t feel anything at all!
Sith was staring at him from behind just now. Could it be that he wanted to talk about this?
Thinking of this, Fang Chen quickly ran to the bed and looked downstairs, but the downstairs was empty and there was no Sith's car at all.
Already gone.
Fang Chen retracted his head and could only send a message to Xisi, "I forgot to give you your clothes."
The man responded quickly, "Well, you are wearing it."
"Too big! 0.o, it's weird to wear."
"No, it's cute."
Fang Chen threw his phone aside in panic as if his hand was burned.
Suddenly, a cheer rang out from the video my roommate was watching. "Please let me introduce this contestant, Sis——"
Fang Chen's eyelids twitched, "What are you looking at?"
"There's Sith's boxing match today. Want to come watch it together?"
"...No, I'm going to sleep first."
Fang Chen picked up his phone again and quietly went back into the room.
Perhaps because Fang Chen hadn't replied, Xisi sent another message after a while.
——“Sweet dreams.”
*
Even though Xisi said he didn't need to bring anything extra, Fang Chen still packed a big bag the day before departure.
He brought mosquito repellent, sunscreen, two sets of clothes, and of course, Sis's coat, which he had washed and folded neatly and put into the bag.
In the end, he even happily took a photo of his "bomb pack" and rarely logged into Twitter to post the photo.
Caption: expectation!
Even when he was lying on the bed, Fang Chen was still very excited. This feeling was like the spring outing organized by school when he was a child.
However, Fang Chen did not go on that spring outing.
When he reported to school the next day, he found out that the welfare home had not paid him any money, so he could not go with everyone.
Fang Chen waved to everyone obediently, saying that he was not sad at all and that he could just study at home. But in fact, he started crying as soon as everyone left, squatting on the ground and wiping his tears.
Left behind again.
Thinking of this, Fang Chen suddenly felt a little uneasy. He turned over twice in bed and couldn't help but get up and wanted to send a message to Sis.
"Tomorrow you..."
Deleted, deleted.
"Where do we meet..."
Forget it, it's too late.
After deleting and typing, Fang Chen still didn't send a single letter. He looked up at the ceiling in a daze. Unexpectedly, his phone rang at this moment. Fang Chen was startled and quickly picked it up to see what he had sent, thinking that he had accidentally sent something wrong.
But it didn't.
It was Sith who suddenly sent a message.
【Go to bed early, I'll pick you up tomorrow. 】
Fang Chen looked at the message for a few seconds and replied to him.
Good evening!
People are not left behind forever.
The account on Twi received a reply.
Saoirse：【Have fun.】
Lu had been thinking about all sorts of things all night, so Fang Chenshui woke up late the next day. She didn't even have time to eat breakfast. She hurriedly washed up and ran downstairs with her bag.
Xisi was waiting for him by the car. He took Fang Chen's bag naturally, stared at Fang Chen's messy hair, and slightly curled the corners of his lips.
Fang Chen saw it at a glance and covered his head in frustration, "I got up too early and didn't do my hair."
"No need to do that, it's cute like this."
Cis opened the door for him.
It was this sentence again. This was the second time Xisi said he was cute, and Fang Chen still felt a little awkward and uncomfortable.
When others called him "cutie" or "baby", Fang Chen didn't react so strongly. He reflected on it for a moment and thought that it was probably because Xisi was too polite before. Once he crossed that line, he would immediately become sharp and alert.
Before Fang Chen could think more, a bag was handed to him.
"Huh?"
"You didn't have breakfast, did you?" Sis said. "The chef at home made it, and it tasted pretty good."
Home cook...
What a niche word.
Fang Chen thanked him and silently opened the bag in his hand. Inside was a still hot sandwich. The bread on the outside was crispy. He took a bite and the fried egg inside was still runny. Paired with the marinated beef patty, he was so happy that he almost wanted to cry. In the cup was ice-cold orange juice with a strong taste. It must be freshly squeezed.
He exclaimed, "You eat so well every day! You must be so lucky."
Sis held the steering wheel with one hand and took a small box from the side and handed it to him. "Summer vacation is almost here. If you want, you can come and live with me. The chef will also make some Chinese food."
Seeing Fang Chen's eyes widen in astonishment, the man added, "The villa is very big, and Joey often goes there."
All right!
He just doesn't understand foreigners.
Fang Chen shook his head. "Thank you for your invitation, but no, I will probably stay in school and continue working during the summer vacation."
Sith didn't try to persuade him any further, but raised his chin and said, "Open it and try it."
Fang Chen opened the box in his hand. There were blueberries neatly arranged inside, each one was very big. He took one and ate it. It was very sweet.
"These are the blueberries from the farm. They delivered them yesterday. If you like, you can pick some more and take them back."
Fang Chen seemed very surprised. He lifted the blueberry and looked at it, then tilted his head back and put it into his mouth. "It's delicious!"
"As long as you like it."
Xisi tilted his head and looked at Fang Chen deeply, then looked away when Fang Chen looked back. "Do you want to get some fresh air?"
"What?"
Sis was driving a sports car today. After getting on the road, he opened the convertible and the wind blew from all directions in an instant.
The wind blew Fang Chen's already messy hair even more all over the place.
But he has no time to worry about these things now.
Fang Chen's eyes were shining, and his head was spinning around so fast that he couldn't help but ask, "Can I stand up?"
Sith smiled at him, "Of course."
The young man stood up quickly, even stretching out his arms as if he was hugging the wind.
This is a highway extending from the city, with palm trees planted on both sides. From the front, the road looks like it is winding without end. The sky is so blue, as if a whole bucket of blue paint was poured on it.
Fang Chen said excitedly, "Cis, I feel like I'm in a movie, like an American road movie."
The man looked up at him.
Because of the height difference, he often looked at Fang Chen with his eyes downcast, first seeing his cute whorl of hair, then his bright round eyes, and finally the boy's lips, which had round and full beads that looked very suitable for kissing.
But at this moment, his gaze gradually moved upwards, from the small part of the boy's waistline exposed because his clothes were blown up by the wind, to his slender and fragile neck.
After a while, Sis joined in the laughter, "It's a lot like making a movie."
But obviously, it was not the same kind of movie that Fang Chen had in mind.
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