It's strange to dream after taking a nap.

Maybe it's too sleepy.

It is even more strange to dream of Sun Wenqu when taking a nap.

Probably I'm mingling with him every day.

Sun Wenqu is quite beautiful, especially when he made pottery, with his focused side face, slightly trembling eyelashes, and beautiful hands, with mud but still slender and powerful fingers.

The fingers that slid over the mud, pressed the fingers of the turntable, held the pen, tapped the fingers of his paper, and gently flicked the fingers on the back of his hand.

Flipped the tattooed fingers on the back of the waist...

waist……

ankle……

Behind the ears...

The skin is very smooth...

Sun Wenqu's breath swept across his ears, with a lazy warmth...

Fang Chi suddenly opened his eyes.

I stared at the lights on the ceiling for a long time before I could slowly slow down my heartbeat and rapid breathing in my throat.

He was still lying in the wine glass lounge chair, because he kept tilting his head, his neck and back were a little sore, and his legs were a little numb.

He moved his neck and sat up slowly.

When I wanted to see if Sun Wenqu was still sleeping, I suddenly found Sun Wenqu sitting on the bed and looking at him against the wall.

Mr. Huang, who had been wrapped in the quilt, also got up, sat upright next to Sun Wenqu, staring at him together.

"Me!" Fang Chi was startled and struggled for a long time before he stood up from the wine glass. As soon as he stood up, he felt something was wrong and quickly turned around, "When did you wake up!"

"Just just woke up." Sun Wenqu's voice was quite calm, but he could hear him laughing.

"No," Fang Chi turned around, "You wake up and call me, just watch it?"

"I just woke up after saying that," Sun Wenqu said with a smile, "just one minute."

"It's been a long time for a minute, okay?" Fang Chi took his phone, "Pick up a stopwatch and see how long it is for a minute!"

Sun Wenqu stretched, "What did you dream of?"

"I didn't dream of anything." Fang Chi walked towards the door in embarrassment.

"Just go out like this?" Sun Wenqu laughed.

Fang Chi heard someone walking past the door. He heard that it was Hu Ying and Fang Hui. He pulled his hand to the door back, and finally gritted his teeth and turned around and sat back in the chair.

"I want to laugh." He looked at Sun Wenqu.

"I didn't laugh at you," Sun Wenqu yawned, "I just thought it was awesome to take a nap."

"...Young." Fang Chi said that since he met Sun Wenqu, he felt that his skin had become thicker at an out of control speed.

Sun Wenqu smiled: "So I ask what you dreamed of."

This problem made Fang Chi's face heat up, and his mind was a little irritated. He said casually: "I dreamed of taking a kid to hunt."

"...Oh," Sun Wenqu was stunned for a moment, then poured his head on the pillow, laughing so hard that he couldn't stop, "Young is good, you have a good appetite."

"Damn." Fang Chi came to his senses and felt a little urge to jump out of the window.

"Hey, I won't tease you anymore," Sun Wenqu got out of bed, walked to the window and looked down, "Are you going to have a meal? Go down."

"What time is it?" Fang Chi took his phone and was startled when he saw that it was past four o'clock on it. "Sleep for so long?"

"It's good to sleep for a while, I guess I'll go to bed late at night." Sun Wenqu rubbed his eyes.

"Are you asleep?" Fang Chi stood up and lifted his pants, finally recovering.

"Yeah," Sun Wenqu smiled, "I just listened to you writing on the paper, it was quite hypnotic."

"If you think it's noisy, just stay in the house for a while," Fang Chi tidied up his clothes and wiped his mouth again, "I'll go down and take a look. I'll call you when the meal starts."

"Okay." Sun Wenqu leaned against the window.

Fang Chi went downstairs, and the boy ran over while smacking his lips and shaking his tail.

"What did you eat?" Fang Chi grabbed its head.

"Give it some dumplings," Hu Ying whispered beside him, "It's just raw, it's okay, right? I think it's too greedy."

"It's okay," Fang Chi smiled, "It's time to start a meal."

"Well, grandpa said just fifteen minutes," Hu Ying probably was greedy, and said with anticipation while rubbing, "I just went up and wanted to call you and Brother Sun. I heard that there was no movement in the room. I guess you two came down again when you went to bed."

"...Oh," Fang Chi felt a little unspeakable when he heard the four words "You two sleep". He felt a little numb and jumped quickly, "Sleep for a while."

The sound of firecrackers in the village became increasingly dense, and gradually became a sound. The smell of gunpowder could be smelled in the air, but the aroma of dishes in the kitchen was very strong and could not even be covered, floating all over the yard, the living room was full of fragrance, and the aroma of meat was also fragrant.

Fang Chi walked around the kitchen, took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Sun Wenqu.

I'm ready to eat, there are so many good dishes. Do you want to come down and eat some first?

Within two minutes, Sun Wenqu ran down. The belly of his coat was bulging, and it was obvious that Mr. Huang was stuffed down.

"Take it everywhere," Fang Chi sighed, "Take it with you too when you eat? Can you get a nest for ten months?"

"It's a surprise to keep your mouth straight from time to time... I hug it for a while. It has never heard the sound of firecrackers. If it wants to throw it into the house for a while, it will probably be scared to death at night," Sun Wenqu looked outside the kitchen, "Isn't it appropriate to steal vegetables?"

Fang Chi pinched a piece of sauce duck from the pot and came out: "Then do you eat it?"

"Eat." Sun Wenqu was about to reach out to take it, but Mr. Huang squeezed out from his collar and struggled to climb up his shoulders. He quickly grabbed Mr. Huang and stuffed it into his clothes while leaning over to Fang Chi's hand and bit the duck away.

After Sun Wenqu turned and left the kitchen, Fang Chi was stunned for a while before putting down his raised hand and rubbing it on his pants.

When he left the kitchen, grandpa walked in and smiled as soon as he saw him: "Where are you stealing vegetables?"

"The duck sauce is delicious." Fang Chi laughed twice.

"Do you have roasted sweet potatoes?" said Grandpa, "but you'll have dinner right away..."

"Eat, eat, eat, eat," Fang Chi said in a series of ways. He likes to eat, especially the ones that his grandfather grilled, "Give me one, and the younger ones will be."

"Not a little one, they are as big as your head." Grandpa said with a smile.

"Then I have such a big head." Fang Chi said.

Sun Wenqu stood in the yard, watching his father, second uncle and others dismantle firecrackers, put their hands in their pockets, probably holding Mr. Huang in his clothes.

"Do you eat?" Fang Chi went over and shook his hand and bit his roasted sweet potatoes.

"Does it smell it? I smell it," Sun Wenqu turned his head, "I can't smell the smell of firecrackers in my nose."

"If you want to eat..." Fang Chi handed the sweet potato to Sun Wenqu. He originally wanted to eat it and then he would go and get one.

But before he could finish his words, Sun Wenqu took a bite of the sweet potato in his hand, and then inhale while saying vaguely: "Hey, it's so scorched... it's delicious... it's better than the roast on the street."

"This is..." Fang Chi looked at him, "I bitten."

"I've bitten it," Sun Wenqu glanced at him, "You are a person who wipes your hands on your pants all day long and always pay attention to these things. You drink a sip of water and talk for a long time, and you can even sip a bite of sweet potatoes."

"I don't mean that," Fang Chi was so angry that he didn't know how to explain it. He lowered his head and took a bite, "Forget it."

The food in the room was already full of food. A large table was set up in the local area, and everyone squeezed to the gate of the yard, waiting to set off firecrackers.

The sound of firecrackers in the village had already sounded, crackling from far and near.

Sun Wenqu pinched Mr. Huang's ear with his hands and shouted, "Look at the boy, learn a little!"

As an old dog who has been many years, the boy has no fear of setting off firecrackers, only excitement, and even climbed up the firecrackers excitedly and shook his tail happily at the firecrackers on the ground.

Fang Hui ordered the whip. Fang Chi originally wanted to do it, but he didn't go. If it was too much affecting the atmosphere.

Firecrackers were lit, and there was a burst of noise outside the yard door.

"Ah--" Hu Ying covered her ears and shouted and jumped in the crowd.

"Are you stupid?" Fang Chi yelled at her with a smile.

"Ah——" Hu Ying couldn't hear what he said, so she shouted hard.

Fang Chi looked at Sun Wenqu again. Sun Wenqu held the cat with one hand and pinched the cat's ear with the other, with a smile on his face, but it was probably because the firecrackers were too loud. He slowly took a few steps back and turned his head to press his ears on his shoulders, but failed.

"Roar?" Fang Chi went over and roared in his ear and asked.

"I'm going to be deaf!" Sun Wenqu also came to his ear and shouted.

Fang Chi smiled, stood behind Sun Wenqu, and reached out to cover his ears.

The buzzer is quite long, my father chose it, it is long and loud. Fang Chi likes this atmosphere very much and doesn't care about the sound. When he was a child, he must have jumped into the middle of the firecrackers now.

Although he doesn't want to jump around now, he can still easily accept the sound of firecrackers. When he covered Sun Wenqu's ears, he took the time to look at the small tattoo behind his ears.

It is a very small black anchor, just a little bit like a small fingernail.

It is quite ordinary and very common tattoo, but because of its geographical location, it makes people feel a bit subtle.

Fang Chi looked at Sun Wenqu's white skin underneath the tattoo, and for no reason he remembered the breath that Sun Wenqu swept in his ear in the dream at noon.
To be continued...