Chapter 9

He does not know the reason, but he feels unwell. His entire body, inside and out, feels uncomfortable everywhere. He feels a tightness in his chest and a sense of unease, accompanied by a vague feeling of instability.

He finds it somewhat difficult to accept

I do not know

Fang Chi silently pulled out a one-hundred-yuan note from his wallet, turned around and took two steps, then stopped and turned his head to look at Sun Wenqu: "Where are the keys? I will take them; you won't need to open the door later."

If the words "homosexual" were not heard, even if Fang Chi was unwilling to have any interaction with Xiao Yiming, he would still go up and intervene

"I opened it myself to eat," Fang Chi said

"It has nothing to do with you," Fang Chi said calmly as he dragged Zhang Jian out of the classroom

If Xiao Yiming calls him, he will go back

"Take it out for me to play with," Sun Wenqu repeated.

I took it to the veterinary hospital " Fang Chi stretched out his hand

"However, it is quite clean," Sun Wenqu teased it by moving his fingers, "It smells delightful. A swindler even picked up a cat to serve him, not fearing it would affect his fraudulent business. Don't you think so?"

Four or five people were standing there, including those from Class 5 and Class 6. Fang Chi saw Zhang Jian standing against the wall behind two individuals.

Fang Chi remained silent, took it, inserted the straw, and forcefully took a few sips until the box was completely flattened

I will come to pick it up tomorrow. Fang Chi frowned, put down the cat bag, and turned to jog out.

Running is the most effective way for him to relieve his emotions

"Take the money yourself," Sun Wenqu said, pointing to the wallet on the tea table

Fang Chi furrowed his brows and glanced back; it was Zhang Jian. His parents had chosen a name with remarkable foresight. This person could probably be considered the most talkative in Class 6, no, in the entire third grade. Not only was he the first to instigate fights, but he would only insult others if he was certain they couldn't retaliate.

As soon as the words were spoken, Sun Wenqu had already scooped out General Huang with his hands, surprisingly without being scratched. General Huang was still very obediently hanging his arms and legs down, with only his tail curled up.

Fang Chi tightly gripped the descent device, taking slow steps, and exclaimed, "Hey!"

The back door was left open, and he walked in again. Zhang Jian had already guessed his intention and stood up, wanting to run away

In a place devoid of human presence, this series of actions was executed in one breath. Sun Wenqu closed his eyes and asked, "Are you still working a part-time job at night?"

fool

"Has he left?" Liang Xiaotao, who was discussing what to eat for a late-night snack with the person next to her, asked.

"Cat? What cat?" Sun Wenqu asked

Hello?" He answered the phone with a sense of despair

Are you taking the cat to school? Sun Wenqu did not move, but simply scratched Huang Zong's head with his finger, causing Huang Zong to immediately feel comfortable and squint his eyes.

He hesitated at that moment

If he doesn't make a sound, he won't care

"My stomach really hurts?" Fang Chi pushed the door open and looked at him. Sun Wenqu's complexion was a bit pale, but this person was originally fair-skinned, so it was hard to tell if this color was due to the stomach pain.

Frowning deeply, he turned around and walked back to the entrance of the alley

"Mr. Huang." Fang Chi found it somewhat difficult to accept the reality before him

Given his coercive nature in forcing others to sign some service contract, it is likely that he could also resort to stealing a cat

Usually at home, Huang, who acts as if the whole world owes him 2 million, is in a bad mood and can slap someone in the face with a paw. However, when Sun Wenqu casually stuffed him away, he surprisingly did not resist and quietly stayed in his clothes

Is it... Liang Xiaotao leaned over, started to say something but then stopped, took out a box of milk and placed it in front of him, "Would you like to drink it? It's peach-flavored."

When he turned onto the corridor on the fourth floor, he saw a few people standing at the corner. Fang Chi did not look closely, estimating they were hiding there to smoke. By this time, those teachers could not pull them up no matter how hard they tried, and basically no one was paying attention anymore

However, Sun Wenqu was still leaning against the kitchen door, holding onto Mr. Huang, observing that he had picked up the cat bag without any intention of putting Mr. Huang down.

In fact, today they are unlikely to come to blows with each other, Fang Chi has a rough idea in his mind

The cat rubbed its head against his chin

He got up, took two pills from the medicine that Ma Liang bought for him yesterday, curled up on the sofa with the cat and a hot water bottle, and closed his eyes

Ah? Fang Chi did not react in time

Today there is no need to ring the doorbell, as Fang Chi had just arrived at the gate of the courtyard when he saw Sun Wenqu standing in the yard with a hot water bag, watering the flowers, with the courtyard gate left open

"I didn't notice that their relationship was unusual..." someone called out in a strange tone.

When he ran home, he felt much more comfortable

His main concern is whether, given Sun Wenqu's unpredictable nature, he will still be able to return the cat to him after playing with it for a couple of days

"No, it is... castrated, sterilized," Fang Chi said, "Give it to me, I have to go."

This cat is not old enough; it should be at least 8 months old, so small. Sun Wenqu glanced at him, holding the cat as he returned to the sofa to lean back. "You can go now; let me play with the cat for a couple of days."

Sun Wenqu was quite surprised by how much he liked cats, and he was even more surprised to find that General Huang was rather effeminate

Ah! Fang Chi quickly withdrew his hand

Fang Chi turned back to look at the already standing Xiao Yiming, still unsure of what to say. He then stuffed the descent device back into his bag and turned to leave the alley

Forget it, someone kicked Xiao Yiming, picked up the backpack that had been thrown aside, and said, "Let's go"

While driving halfway, his phone rang. When he took it out and saw that it was Sun Wenqu's number, he suddenly remembered that according to that ridiculous contract, he had to cook for Sun Wenqu every day

When Fang Chi walked into the classroom, his expression was likely not very pleasant, and the few people in the front row who were talking all fell silent upon seeing him

Fang Chi stopped chopping the meat and turned to look at him: "Junior high school is nine years of compulsory education, and vocational school is high school"

Just as I was about to close my eyes and rest for a while, I suddenly heard a noise in the courtyard. As I opened my eyes, I saw the curtains move, and then Fang Chi jumped in through the window holding a plastic bag from the supermarket.

Now Sun Wenqu is casually saying that he wants to stay and play for two days

Fang Chi's action of slicing ginger into thin strips was quite skilled, as it seemed he hardly glanced at the knife, swiftly cutting a small pile of ginger strips, which he then placed in a bowl and mixed with the meat

When he put on the headphones, he heard Xiao Yiming's voice: "Thank you"

Hey! Let go of that young man

"Take off the pants and have a look! Is this what you like?"

It all sounds foolish.

Century egg and lean pork congee

Several individuals mounted the vehicle, casting a few more glances at Fang Chi, as the car drove away from beside him

Fang Chi remained silent, simply watching the few of them in silence

It even feels like the rhythm of the nightlife has been chopped out

"Are you sick?" Sun Wenqu lowered his head to look at the cat

As Fang Chi was about to turn the corner to the classroom, someone in a sarcastic tone remarked, "Isn't that Fang Chi? He's following closely behind his little girlfriend."

"Has he cooked for you? Is it edible? Will he drug me..." Sun Wenqu felt a sharp pain in his stomach, as if it were being scraped by a dull knife, before he could finish his sentence. He frowned and said, "This is killing me"

There was no time to eat, so Fang Chi bought two breads on the way and ate them. By the time he arrived at school, the timing was just right, and he ran and bounced his way up to the classroom on the fourth floor

At Sun Wenqu's place, there is neither lean meat nor century egg

Zhang Jian immediately shrank back

A century egg and lean meat congee is very simple for him

"I won't eat." Fang Chi lowered his head and began to write on the paper

As Fang Chi turned around to leave before the other party had seen him

There are no teachers in the classroom of Class Six either, and after a long night of studying, everyone is somewhat relaxed at this moment, with many engaged in conversation.

Everyone in the classroom stopped and looked at him

But he walks very slowly

Fang Chi felt somewhat perplexed, but still opened the bag and reached in to pull out General Huang.

He experienced intermittent stomach pain, and after closing his eyes for a while, he felt a bit better and let out a long sigh.

If ... ...

When more than half of the last self-study session had passed, the teacher who was answering questions in the classroom left. Fang Chi gathered the items on the desk and haphazardly stuffed them into his backpack

Sun Wenqu did not speak, he flipped the cat's ears, then tugged at his face and looked at his teeth: "It should be about four or five months."

I..." Fang Chi opened his mouth but could not utter a word

After taking about ten steps outside, he still did not hear Xiao Yiming's voice, only the shouts and mocking laughter of a few people from Class Six.

So let us say nothing at all

What does it mean? The few who were hitting stopped and looked at him

"Where is the cat?" Sun Wenqu threw down the kettle and peeked into the cat bag he was holding in his hand, "Take it out for me to play with."

Fang Chi glanced at him and took about half a minute to respond with a simple, "Ah."

When Liang Xiaotao saw him raise his hand to speak, she was momentarily taken aback by his expression and asked, "What happened?"

I... Fang Chi was so frustrated by this "selling oneself" that he wanted to kick Sun Wenqu, but when he saw General Huang squatting by the bowl and starting to eat heartily, he was shocked again. "It ate? What kind of cat food did you feed it?"

When the sound of meat being chopped came from the kitchen, Sun Wenqu turned his head in surprise and stared at the kitchen door. The sound was particularly skilled, and it was made by two knives.

If Xiao Yiming shouted, he would go back

There isn't enough time right now, so I just cooked everything in one pot. You can open it yourself in half an hour. It should have been prepared separately, but since you have a stomachache, this way the meat will be more tender. Fang Chi did not respond to his words, placed the chopped meat into a bowl to marinate, and began to slice ginger. I need to go to school tonight, and I don't have time.

Fang Chi cast a glance at Zhang Jian, then turned and quickly walked down the corridor towards his classroom, while behind him, he could still hear a few people chatting and laughing as they followed.

I am coming. Without a second thought, Sun Wenqu reached in with his hand

This action finally allowed the other party to see something happened in his hand

"Oh dear, I have been hungry for half my life," Liang Xiaotao exclaimed, "I still have a few bags of hand-teared tofu, would you like some?"

"No, Fang Chi, what do you mean?" Still, someone couldn't hold back and asked, "Are you going to stand up for this kid?"

Ah? Fang Chi was taken aback, "I was still thinking it could be one year old."

Certainly, in a one-on-one confrontation, Xiao Yiming is unlikely to fare well

"You made me jump," Fang Chi said, placing a roll of change on the coffee table. "The unused money is here."

"Let it go, but I..." Fang Chi thought to himself that he should first go and castrate the cat

Fang Chi took a step forward and grabbed Zhang Jian's collar, forcefully pulling him back. Zhang Jian staggered backward, nearly falling to the ground

Hmm? Fang Chi was taken aback; he originally thought that Sun Wenqu would probably not allow the cat to enter the house, and planned to just leave the cat in the yard.

When Fang Chi walked into the kitchen, he was unaware of what he was thinking.

"Why are you taking a cat with you when you go out to sell yourself?" Sun Wenqu opened the cabinet, took out a bag of cat food, went to the kitchen to get a bowl, and then returned to the living room, placing the bowl and Mr. Huang on the coffee table.

Although General Huang has not received a single kind expression from him in the two to three months since he was rescued, he still holds great affection for General Huang, accompanying him with a smile every day and never considering letting him wander again

Fang Chi usually cooks for himself. When he started attending elementary school in the county town, he began to prepare his own meals. His mother was very busy, and sometimes he even had to cook and deliver meals to the store. After moving to the city for middle school, he had to handle everything on his own.

"... ... Follow me." Fang Chi also sighed

However, Xiao Yiming is not someone who usually causes trouble, and at this moment, he has no ability to fight back against the crowd's attack, as he is grabbed by the collar and pressed against the wall.

"This name is as uninteresting as the nonsense you two have made up," Sun Wenqu glanced at him while covering the cat, "Century Egg and Lean Pork Congee"

Fang Chi kicked open the front door of the classroom and walked in

Or perhaps it is just laughing at the self that has just stepped forward for Xiao Yiming.

Fang Chi swiftly turned his head and walked forward

"In a moment." Fang Chi replied, tossing his backpack onto the desk and walking out of the classroom

Fang Chi stared at him for a couple of moments, said nothing further, closed the door, and left

The cat meowed and wrapped its paw around his finger

There is nothing here, is there?" Fang Chi first soaked the rice and then walked out of the kitchen

Xiao Yiming had blood at the corner of his mouth, and his clothes were in disarray, yet he remained silent. When he was pressed against the wall, he glanced towards the entrance of the alley.

Just as he had just steadied himself, someone spotted him and pointed at him, saying: "Fang Chi, mind your own business"

Has school ended yet? Sun Wenqu's voice sounded quite normal.

Mr. Huang was very dissatisfied with the cat bag, rolling and scratching around inside it, so Fang Chi had no choice but to take a taxi

That... Fang Chi could only point to General Huang, who was curled up in his clothes with only his head sticking out, and said, "I am leaving, give me the cat."

Irritation, restlessness, anger, as well as unease, or rather a fear that one wishes to avoid but cannot shake off

What does this mean? Fang Chi himself is also uncertain, and the other party probably cannot make a judgment either

He hurried to take General Huang to the pet hospital introduced by Liang Xiaotao for an adjustment. If General Huang agrees, then it will be neutered

"Just a little tabby cat," Fang Chi said

As for the few in front of us, let alone a one-on-one fight, even if they all teamed up, they would not be his match

"Century egg, lean meat, congee, you prepare, I will eat," Sun Wenqu repeated, "Also, no meat slices, I prefer minced meat."

What is it that confronts me

Mainly, I also do not know what to say

What? Fang Chi was taken aback

In the living room, the sound of Mr. Huang's sulky meowing could be heard as he stood in front of the counter, holding a pot.

Thus, several people stood there in a daze, looking at each other.

"You are attending a vocational school, right? Studying culinary arts?" Sun Wenqu asked.

Fang Chi did not linger after cooking the porridge; he took his backpack, slung it over his shoulder, and picked up the cat bag

It is evident that the other party is also very aware

"Go buy it, there is a supermarket across the street." Sun Wenqu was already lying on the sofa, with a hot water bottle resting on his stomach. General Huang was sitting on his chest, his paws placed on the tip of his nose, silently observing him

He spent the entire night immersed in writing papers and studying like a top student, not once lifting his head, so much so that he was almost moved to tears by his own dedication

Today the weather is cool, and Fang Chi tossed his backpack behind him and started running forward

Fang Chi suddenly stopped in his tracks and took a step back to look into the corner

"You can climb over the wall and jump through the window," Sun Wenqu said

I cannot clearly express what I feel inside

I don't know, Fang Chi followed behind him, "I picked it up."

Fang Chi stopped in his tracks

Upon hearing Sun Wenqu say he had a stomachache, although this person had said many true and false things to distract him, he still hesitated, paused for a moment, and then said: "But right now... I have a cat with me"

"I won't." Sun Wenqu pinched Huang Zong's ear

He took a step down the stairs

What is it?

"So small," Sun Wenqu covered the hot water bag with one hand and held up Huang Zong with the other as he entered the room. "How old are you?"

"Yes." Sun Wenqu smiled.

Mr. Huang was quite agitated the entire way, and just as he reached in, he raised his paw and slapped the back of his hand.

He never knows what to say to people he is not familiar with

"You are really into the role," Sun Wenqu laughed, "How long do you plan to keep this up?"

Fang Chi thought for a long time and instructed the driver to change direction, heading first to Sun Wenqu's home

As Fang Chi stepped away, he met his gaze.

The stomach began to ache continuously, and Sun Wenqu lost all interest in playing with the cat, his forehead covered in cold sweat

Ah. He responded.

If you do not speak, then it will not be addressed

Fang Chidun paused for a moment, turned around and leaned against the desk, looking at him: "Are you going to eat?"

Be careful! Fang Chi was startled, and he was worried that General Huang would provoke this young master, as he might not know how to handle himself.

No." Fang Chi sat down, pulled out the test papers from his backpack, and threw them onto the table

Fang Chi scanned the classroom and found Zhang Jian sitting in the last row near the back door. He couldn't help but click his tongue, realizing he should have kicked the back door open earlier

Fang Chi usually dressed in casual attire, with headphones hanging around his neck, did not appear to be someone who would cook. Sun Wenqu listened attentively to the sounds he made in the kitchen

Has anyone spoken these three words, and it seems that it was precisely because of these three words that Xiao Yiming was struck

Or, what are you doing! If you have the ability, let's settle this one-on-one

Fang Chi glanced at the time; Old Li always stayed in the classroom during the first class and evening self-study every day. He had promised to go, and if he was late again, Old Li would surely lecture him to death

He exited the classroom again and walked to the back door

After standing for a while, Fang Chi became a bit impatient. The descender, which was firmly wedged between his fingers, was causing his fingers to ache. He looked down and shifted the descender from between his index and middle fingers to between his middle and ring fingers.

The volume of the music increases, my eyes gaze at the clean ground, and beneath my feet lies the road that is continuously thrown behind me

"Why not eat? It's just the cat food I usually feed the stray cats," Sun Wenqu flopped onto the sofa, his legs resting on the coffee table. After finishing a small handful of cat food in his bowl, Huang Zong climbed up his leg and onto his body. Sun Wenqu hugged it and tucked it into his clothes, saying, "So good, come warm Uncle's belly... What is its name?"

But immediately following was the laughter of several people, unsure whether they were laughing at Zhang Jian's words or at Zhang Jian's actions.

"Are you really the one he picked up?" Sun Wenqu pointed at the cat's nose and said, "How did you get such a name? You don't seem like a general at all"

Come over and cook, I'm starving!" Sun Wenqu interrupted him, "It's not complicated, just boil some porridge, my stomach hurts.

He stood up from the sofa holding the cat, walked slowly to the kitchen door and took a look, where Fang Chi was quickly chopping meat with his head down

As soon as Mr. Huang got into the car, he began to meow incessantly, causing the driver to sigh: "This cat has quite a temper"

Xiao Yiming was sitting against the wall on the ground, looking somewhat disheveled, but at least his pants had not been torn off. At this moment, he was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and did not glance in this direction.

After taking a shower, I stuffed Mr. Huang into the cat bag and went out again with it on my back

What are you doing! The voice of Old Li came from the third floor, "If you are not studying, go back! What are you doing just hanging around here!"

"After playing for two days," Sun Wenqu said while holding the cat, "What’s the matter? I’ve lent you 100,000, yet you won’t lend me just one cat for two days of play... Hurry up and leave, my stomach hurts and I’m quite annoyed."

"Bring it over." Sun Wenqu said decisively, and after finishing, he hung up the phone

Fang Chi, you... someone next to you stood up wanting to stop.

The mind is ringing with sounds

Fang Chi remained silent, standing still without moving forward any further