The next day, Xia Yunian didn't take Fu Shicheng out to run again. Fu Shicheng was leaving tonight, and the flight took off at 7:00 pm, so they had to go to the airport in the afternoon.
Xia's mother got up early in the morning and started preparing lunch, which was the most authentic and hearty Jingshi dish.
Xia Yunian was reciting words in the room, while Fu Shizheng was sitting beside him watching a movie with headphones on, without disturbing him.
After Xia Yunian finished today's task and turned to look at him silently, he took off his earphones: "What?"
Xia Yunian stood up: "Let me help you pack your luggage."
In fact, there was nothing to clean up, so Fu Shicheng carried a travel bag and brought a few changes of clothes, but there were very few things.
The camera that Xia Yunian gave him was also in the bag. Xia Yunian took it out and fiddled with it a few times, reminding Fu Shicheng in a low voice: "The starry sky in summer night in the southern hemisphere is very beautiful. Remember to take more photos."
Fu Shicheng: "Okay."
Xia Yunian nodded, and stuffed a bunch of food into his bag, all of which were Jingshi's specialties.
Fu Shicheng stopped him: "I can't eat so much."
Xia Yunian: "Bring it to your mother, and say hello to Auntie for me."
Fu Shicheng stopped blocking him and let him go.
After saying a few words, Xia's mother called them outside: "Xiao Nian, go downstairs to buy a bottle of vinegar and come back, the house has run out of vinegar."
"I'll go," Fu Shicheng said as he went out, "Xia Yunian sprained her foot last night, try not to walk."
Xia Yunian came out, Xia's mother glanced at her son: "Is there any problem? Anyway, take the elevator, just walk slowly, Xiao Nian, you go, Shi Cheng, you stay and help Auntie pick out the dishes."
Xia Yunian's feet really didn't have any major problems this time, the swelling had subsided after one night, and walking was a little awkward, but it wasn't too bad that he couldn't move again.
Knowing that his mother was deliberately dismissing him, Xia Yunian said to Fu Shicheng, "I'll just go down for a while, and you can help my mother pick up vegetables."
Then he took his cell phone and went out.
Fu Shizheng followed Xia's mother into the kitchen, doing work. Xia's mother casually asked about his family's situation, and Fu Shicheng told the truth one by one.
"Then you and Xiao Nian are quite similar. Xiao Nian was also brought up by me alone, but our family relationship is simple, just me and him." Xia's mother said.
Fu Shicheng: "I know, Xia Yunian told me about his family."
Xia's mother asked casually again: "Is your relationship particularly good? Xiao Nian never told people this before, but I was actually surprised that he would bring you back."
Fu Shicheng nodded: "Yes, very good."
After being silent for a while, Xia's mother sighed: "Actually, I should ask my own son about this, but Shi Cheng gave me the feeling that you are very stable and reliable, and it is also my selfishness as a mother, so I want to ask you first, You and Xiao Nian, are you in that kind of relationship?"
Fu Shicheng did not evade, and frankly admitted: "Yes."
Xia's mother had a complicated expression, and she said after a long while: "That's no wonder, in fact, I discovered that Xiao Nian had this tendency before, when he was in junior high school, he secretly read psychological books on this topic, but he didn't tell me. I just pretend that I don’t know, and I don’t want to put too much pressure on him. He is a very obedient and well-behaved child, and he studies very hard. He, I know that this thing is born and cannot be changed, but realistically speaking, this road is really difficult, Shi Cheng, you and Xiao Nian, are you ready?"
Fu Shizheng put down the dishes in his hand, looked at Mama Xia, and said seriously: "Auntie, I know what you are worried about. Xia Yunian and I are not just playing around. I can't guarantee that he and I will be able to get along." Keep going, but I want to do my best. I have also talked with him about the future. We don’t want to be separated. After graduation, we will go abroad for a few years for further study, and then come back to work in Jingshi. If you are willing to accept me, auntie, I will be Your second son, I will honor you with him in the future."
Xia's mother waved her hand: "Don't say that, I can see that you are a good boy, and I just hope that you will be well in the future. The most important thing is that you two are good."
Fu Shicheng nodded: "Auntie, I really like Xia Yunian, and I probably won't like anyone else so much in the future. I am very grateful that you gave birth to him. If possible, I hope to be with him forever In the end, he and I will work together for this goal, so I hope you can support us, Auntie."
Ten minutes later, Xia Yunian came back from buying vinegar, and was relieved to see Fu Shicheng helping his mother as if nothing had happened.
After lunch, Xia's mother took the two of them to sit down, drink tea and chat, talking about their studies. It was almost three o'clock before she drove them out early and went to the airport early.
After getting on the subway, Xia Yunian finally asked what he had been holding back all afternoon: "I went downstairs to go shopping, what did my mother tell you?"
Fu Shicheng fiddled with the earphones calmly: "After a few small chats, my mother said that you are a bit withdrawn, let me make you more cheerful."
He raised his eyes and looked at Xia Yunian who looked slightly embarrassed in front of him: "Mom doesn't know that you are actually a chatterbox?"
Xia Yunian: "I don't have it."
Fu Shicheng: "If you say there is no, then there is no."
Xia Yunian nudged his arm: "Does my mother really know about our relationship?"
Fu Shicheng: "Well, my mother is indeed very open-minded. I just want you to treat me better in the future."
Every time Fu Shicheng said such serious things about molesting people, Xia Yunian was speechless: "Well, why didn't she just ask me."
Fu Shicheng gave him an earphone: "These are trivial things, don't think about it, just listen to the music."
It was past 4:30 at the airport, and it was just after 5:00 after check-in and luggage check-in. Fu Shizheng reminded Xia Yunian to go back early: "It will take more than an hour to return to the subway, so you should go back early for dinner."
Xia Yunian sent him to the entrance, and the two stood silently facing each other for a while, Xia Yunian lowered his head and said nothing, Fu Shicheng had no choice but to call his name: "Xia Yunian."
Xia Yunian raised her eyes.
Fu Shicheng: "I'll be back after only a few days, are you so reluctant?"
Xia Yunian: "... Send me a WeChat message when you arrive."
Xia Yunian: "I'll go back first."
Turning around to leave, Fu Shizheng pulled him back with one hand, no matter whether he was in a public place or not, Fu Shicheng pressed him into his arms with all his strength.
Xia Yunian raised her arms and hugged him back.
Fu Shicheng's voice was right next to his ears: "See you at school on Valentine's Day."
Xia Yunian: "Yes."
In the evening, there were only myself and my mother left at the dinner table. Xia Yunian was a little hesitant about eating and drinking. Xia's mother glanced at him and asked, "Didn't Shi Cheng only go for a week and come back after the Chinese New Year?"
Xia Yu regained consciousness: "He said he will come back after the seventh day of the lunar new year."
Mother Xia laughed and said, "Then you are so reluctant?"
Xia Yunian blushed, and asked his mother embarrassedly: "Mom, do you know about me and him?"
Mother Xia: "You didn't intend to hide it, did you?"
Xia Yunian: "You don't object?"
Xia's mother: "Why don't you object? I'm just your son. What's more, when the conditions are so good, you don't have to suffer."
Xia Yunian silently lowered her head and continued to grill the rice.
It was rare for him to suffer from insomnia at night, and he never fell asleep, so he just sat up and continued to recite vocabulary.
Time passed bit by bit, until four o'clock in the morning, Fu Shicheng's WeChat message came in: "It's here."
Xia Yunian, who was already lying on the table, suddenly woke up, sat up straight, and replied: "It's so punctual."
Fu Shicheng: "You haven't slept yet?"
Xia Yu read: "Go to sleep now."
Fu Shicheng: "Don't stay up late, what time is it, go to bed quickly."
After saying a few words, Xia Yunian was finally relieved, lay down on the bed, and quickly closed her eyes.
Fu Shicheng sent one last message: "Ann."
After that, during the new year, Xia Yunian followed his mother to visit relatives every day, and her study plan was also suspended. In her spare time, she kept chatting with Fu Shicheng on WeChat.
I don’t know why the secret software is always disconnected intermittently when I go abroad. Fu Shicheng explained that it’s inconvenient to contact him these days, and he has been sending him messages on WeChat since then. Xia Yunian didn't get to the bottom of it either, it was something they had tacitly agreed to anyway.
Almost every night, Fu Shicheng would send his own pictures of the starry sky. In the photos taken by Xia Yunian's astronomical camera, the summer night starry sky in the southern hemisphere became more and more dazzling.
Afterwards, they would turn on the audio and chat for several hours. Xia Yunian carefully identified the stars, constellations, nebulae, and star clusters in each of the photos Fu Shicheng sent, and listened to him tell the myths and stories about these, Even some romantic metaphors, although Fu Shizheng dismisses these things, he actually knows much more than others.
After a three-hour time difference, Fu Shicheng always said good night first.
"I'll go back the day after tomorrow." Before hanging up the phone that night, Fu Shizheng said suddenly.
Xia Yu was slightly surprised: "Did you come back two days early?"
Fu Shicheng: "Well, my dad has entered the hospital again, so let's go back early, and the start of school this year is also earlier."
Xia Yunian: "Then you should pay attention to safety on the road, and I will return to school two days before school starts."
Fu Shizheng laughed: "The first day of school this year happens to be Valentine's Day."
Xia Yunian: "I know."
"Xia Yunian," Fu Shicheng called his name softly, "How do you plan to spend Valentine's Day?"
Xia Yunian: "What about you?"
Fu Shicheng: "Accompany my little boyfriend."
Xia Yunian: "...Then why are you asking me?"
The smile in Fu Shicheng's voice was obvious: "Are you jealous?"
Xia Yunian cooperated with him: "Yeah, I'm jealous, but it's okay, I'll go and accompany my boyfriend too."
Fu Shicheng: "All right."
After a moment of silence, Xia Yunian couldn't help laughing: "Senior."
Fu Shicheng: "Huh?"
Xia Yunian: "You have double standards."
Fu Shicheng: "Yes?"
Xia Yunian: "No? You always push me to dump my boyfriend, what about you? Why didn't you dump your little boyfriend to spend Valentine's Day with me?"
Fu Shicheng couldn't be fooled by him: "No."
Xia Yunian: "Why not?"
Fu Shicheng: "My little boyfriend is stingy and jealous. If I dump him, he will cry."
Xia Yunian: "..."
He hasn't cried for many years.
Xia Yunian: "He's petty, jealous, and cries a lot, so what do you like about him?"
Fu Shicheng: "I have to think about it."
Xia Yunian: "You still have to think about it."
Fu Shicheng: "Are you so curious?"
Xia Yunian deliberately ran on him: "Can't say it? Or dare not say it?"
Fu Shicheng: "If someone asks me, I will definitely say that I don't know, but if you ask me, I can think about it carefully."
When Fu Shicheng's neurotic high school roommate asked him before, what he said was that he didn't know. Xia Yunian was not surprised: "Then have you figured it out now?"
Fu Shicheng: "If you have to say it, he looks good."
Xia Yunian: "That's it? Senior, you are so superficial."
Fu Shicheng: "Didn't you look at people's faces?"
Xia Yunian: "Okay."
It was true that he fell in love with Fu Shicheng at first sight because of that face, and neither of them should say anything about it.
Fu Shicheng: "What's more, he is very funny."
Xia Yunian wrinkled her nose, what kind of adjective is "fun"
Fu Shicheng continued: "Although outsiders think he is not talkative and has a dull personality, he is very enthusiastic about the people he likes and takes the initiative. He is willing to play and can play with any interest. If you say such a person, I will Why don't you like it?"
Xia Yunian blushed from his praise, and muffled her voice: "That's it."
Fu Shicheng: "Yes."
Xia Yunian: "Then I won't ask, if you like him, just like him, it has nothing to do with me."
Fu Shicheng laughed softly.
After chatting for more than half an hour, it was already late at Fu Shicheng's side, so he finally hung up the call.
When Xia Yunian was about to quit WeChat, she saw a new friend application in her address book, she clicked on it, and was taken aback for a second.
The applicant's profile picture is the vampire mask that Fu Shicheng wore on Halloween night, and the id is the same string of garbled codes as on his secret... What is Fu Shicheng doing here
Xia Yu said yes.
After waiting for five minutes there was no response, so he sent a message first: "Mr. Fomero?"
The person over there replied: "Yeah."
Xia Yunian: "Why did you add me on WeChat?"
The person over there: "Can't you add it?"
Xia Yunian: "Not really."
He just felt a little strange, what is Fu Shicheng doing
Xia Yunian: "Aren't you sleeping?"
The person over there: "It's still early, go to bed later."
Xia Yunian: "I want to sleep, I'm a little tired today, I went to my cousin's house with my mother to pay New Year's greetings, and helped to bring the bear child for a day."
The person over there: "I just said a few words to you, and you just said that you are tired and want to sleep?"
Xia Yunian: "Then do you need voice?"
The person over there: "Forget it, I won't tease you anymore, you are tired and go to bed, see you tomorrow."
Xia Yu read: "Tomorrow?"
The person over there: "Ah, I'll go to Jingshi to see you tomorrow."
Fu Shicheng will come back tomorrow? Xia Yunian's sense of disobedience and weirdness was even worse. After hesitating, he opened Fu Shicheng's WeChat again and sent a message: "Are you still there?"
Fu Shicheng did not reply.
The corners of Xia Yunian's mouth curled slightly, and he ignored the people on the trumpet.
Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow.