Chapter 4 Pinching meat
A burst of coldness suddenly pressed against his neck, causing Fang Chenchu's whole body to tremble.
Song Song looked at the meat on the little fat man's body with a smile, trembling regularly, it must feel very good.
"Here you go!" As he spoke, he handed over the ice water he had just bought.
Fang Chenchu looked at the bottle of mineral water that was still bubbling cold, and the abnormal red face of the person in front of him, and he was puzzled for a while, but he still obediently took the water.
If he doesn't hydrate again, he really won't be able to hold on.
Song Song followed the example of a little fat man, sat on the grass with his ass, and looked at the sun in the sky with bitterness and hatred, "Why can't it rain during military training?" β
Fang Chenchu's action of drinking water froze for a moment, and he silently moved his position away from the people around him.
Song Song didn't notice his small movements, he only felt that the heat around him seemed to be relatively large, and he didn't know if it was because of the fat man's thick fat.
Song Song turned his head to look at the fat man, his eyes were hot and puzzled, "I feel that you are very familiar, have we met somewhere?" β
"We've seen the breakfast shop, and you've been staring at me and smiling."
Song Song rolled his eyes again, "Of course I know, I mean...... Forget it, you don't understand anyway. β
Fang Chen's heart was confused for a while, and there was no change on the surface, he was still so indifferent to everything, and Song Song was upset when he saw it.
She just had a feeling that Fang Chenchu was really familiar with each other for a second, and that feeling was not the breakfast shop in his mouth, but the familiarity of her in her twenties.
But for a while, Song Song really couldn't remember where he had seen it.
The instructor blew the whistle, and the military training was about to start again.
"The girl in the second row, what do you always stare at the boys in the first row?" The instructor's words made the whole class explode and laugh.
The boys in the first row, with her tablemates, were in junior high school, at the age of naΓ―ve and love, and after a while, Song Song's gossip about his crush on Fang Chenchu came out.
The classmates in the class also gave the two of them a couple name, Little Short and Black Fat.
But Song Song said that she didn't care, she had already experienced this kind of little child's psychology, and she didn't have the same knowledge as them.
But that's not the case in the heart of the little fat man.
The hard work of the first day passed unconsciously, and there were still six days left, Song Song sighed.
"Fatty, wait for me!"
At the school gate, the classmates in the same class of two people laughed and stood not far away to watch the show.
Fang Chenchu paused, did not stop and continued to walk, no matter if the people behind him ran after him.
It wasn't until he walked to the mouth of an alley, where there were no school classmates, that he quietly turned his head, and no one chased after him, Fang Chenchu looked down at the tips of his shoes, turned around and went home.
There was no turning back this time.
Song Song stood at the school gate and knew that he was panting, his strength was too much today, and he lost his strength after running a few steps.
The fat man, who was still very close just now, could no longer see the figure, and Song Song squatted in place dejectedly.
"Song Song, did your boyfriend quarrel with you!" A group of classmates next to him were loud and attracted the curious eyes of many other classes.
A group of little children were still fanning the flames next to him, and Song Song suddenly began to be in a bad mood.
At this time, the students basically didn't have any mobile phones in their hands, and they didn't see where Song Guangyang was after waiting for a long time.
Song Song felt that his heart was so tired, he originally said that he didn't want him to pick him up, he had to come, but he didn't come until now.
Walking to the mouth of the alley, Song Song seemed to see a familiar figure, wasn't the one in camouflage uniform a little fat man?
"Fatty!"
Fang Chenchu came out to make soy sauce at home, and his eyes lit up when he heard this voice.
Song Song pounced on Fang Chenchu with his whole body, pinching the fat on the fat man's waist with both hands, "I called you just now, why didn't you ignore me." β
Fang Chenchu was attacked by this sudden attack, and the soy sauce bottle in his hand was almost overturned, and he hurriedly held it steady, "What are you doing!" β
Song Song was frightened by Fang Chenchu's sudden loudness, this was the first time the little fat man had spoken like this, as if he was really angry.
Song Song hurriedly let go of the hands that were still squeezing on him, and stood in place blinking his eyes as if admitting his mistake, "Fatty, are you angry?" β
Fang Chenchu didn't speak, but his face was ugly.
Song Song didn't know what was going on, obviously he had been fine in the past two days, although he didn't talk much, but he would occasionally pick up a few words.
Alas, I really don't understand the mind of a man, no, this is still a boy.
"Fatty?" Song Song carefully poked Fang Chenchu's fleshy arm, it felt really good.
Fang Chenchu's face turned even darker, he pushed Song Song's hand away, and took a step back, "Where do you look like a girl, pay attention." β
After saying that, he turned around and left with the soy sauce bottle.
Song Guangyang got off work late today, and when he got home, his daughter had already returned, and she looked very bad, thinking that she was late and didn't pick her up.
"Baby, Dad got off work late today, I'm sorry!"
Song Song was still thinking about sitting on the bed, the little fat man's words just now, to be honest, hurt her a little.
Song Guangyang saw that his daughter still ignored him, and felt that he went out and brought something over, "Baby, I bought you the milk you like to drink, do you know how to drink two cups a day?" β
When Song Song heard the milk, he barely cheered up, "Okay." β
Fang Chenchu, who returned home, put the soy sauce in the kitchen, and was just about to do his homework when he was stopped.
"Xiao Chu, are you tired from military training today? Can your body stand it? Fang's mother took her son's hand and sat down, looking at her son's red Xiaohong distressedly, completely unaware that her son was already black, how could she see what was red.
Fang Chenchu shook his head, sat on the side and looked at the soy sauce bottle in a daze, did what he said just now go too far?
Fang Chenchu suddenly regretted it, in fact, she didn't do much, and she also bought ice mineral water for me to drink......
Fang's mother could see that her son's mind didn't know where to go, and she was reluctant to speak, but now she didn't even give a basic response.
Alas, I don't know how she gave birth to a son with such a temperament, I once thought that the hospital nurse had reported the wrong one, or a genetic mutation.
"Go and rest, don't be busy studying!"
Fang Chenchu silently returned to his room, took out the book he had just sent yesterday, and looked at it.
Completely forget what your mother just said.
If the parents of other students in the class see it, they must be angry and their brains hurt, this is the comparison between other people's children and their own children.
Fang's mother cooked, but she didn't expect to see her son reading again as soon as she entered the house, she was proud and distressed, this child was so conscious.
"Come out to eat, go to bed early at night, you know?"
Fang Chenchu glanced at the dinner table full of his favorite dishes, and couldn't be silent anymore, "Okay." β