Auxiliary super fierce

Chapter 38

The audience screamed when Ding Shengran hugged Wen Tu, and then saw Fang Chi bend down and screamed again. The staff behind him pretended to be calm, but actually took a deep breath.

The feeling of seeing the scene up close is almost indescribable.

"Not only can't he carry you on his back, but it's tiring being held by you." Fang Chi reached out and patted Ding Shengran's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Let go, brother."

Ding Shengran really let go of Wen Tu - after all, there are teammates waiting for him to bow in the middle of the stage - he walked up to Fang Chi, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Thank you for the head today."

"It's okay," Fang Chi reached out and shook his hand, "Our team has a tradition of not being able to win the first round against the brainless."

Ding Sheng raised his eyebrows, and instead of arguing with him, he quickly shook hands with the people behind him, walked to the center of the stage, and bowed to the audience.

Compared with the cheering and screaming spotlight over there, NK's side is much quieter.The five people sat down and exited the game, removed the peripherals, returned to the rear lounge through the passage, and returned to the base without saying a word. After putting away the peripherals, they went directly to the conference room.

The coach sat at the table and waited for them. He raised his head when he heard the door open, and watched five people walk in in line. He gently pulled out the chairs, sat up neatly, and looked at the coach.

"No," the coach was a little at a loss when they were like this, "what do you mean?"

"We still lost." Yi Fan's voice was a little hoarse, and he was the third one who yelled hoarsely when he snatched the ancient dragon at a critical moment.

"Yeah." Sitting next to him, Qin Yu touched his knee with his knee, "I tried my best."

Now that the door is closed, there are no outsiders, and only a few people can reveal their truest side.Anyone who has been turned over feels uncomfortable. Although several members of the team are not newcomers, it is not so easy to adjust.

"You don't need to comfort us," Peng Li looked up at the coach and said seriously, "I think everyone knows in their hearts that this is just a regular season, but if you lose the game, you still have to make everyone feel depressed for a while."

"I think it's just a little bit closer." Yi Fan gestured a small distance with his hands, "One step closer to win."

The coach looked at the five people and sighed: "The video has been sent back, let's review it first."

Everyone nodded.

Fang Chi sat next to the coach, gently pinching his fingers under the table to play.

He actually wanted to stretch his hand to the other side and pinch Wen Tu's fingers to play, but he was afraid of being beaten by Wen Tu.

After all, the assistant's face has not been very good-looking since he stepped down from the stage.

In fact, the faces of all NK people are not very good-looking, but Wen Tu stands out among the group of people with bad faces. The people who don't have much expression at all seem to have added a layer of frost for nothing.

After the replay was finally over, the coach sent a few people out for dinner, and when they came back to continue the rank, Fang Chi took the time to light a cigarette and stood outside the door, smoking repeatedly.

Wen Tu went to the canteen and came back after eating, and rushed into the training room without saying a word. Fang Chi watched him striding over from the canteen, and stopped him with his hand: "Why are you going?"

Wen Tu looked at him, his lips moved: "rank."

"...So serious." Fang Chi flicked the ash into the small trash can in the corridor, looked at Wen Tu, "Don't you want to take a break?"

Wen Tu shook his head.

Fang Chi noticed that he had changed clothes this time.

Everyone came back wearing team uniforms. After returning, they didn't take a long break before going to the conference room to replay, followed by eating. I really didn't expect this person to find time to go back to the room to change clothes.

"Ding Shengran also smokes." Seeing him staring at his clothes, Wen Tu explained aloud, "I've always had a smell after he hugged me."

"That's such a big smell." Fang Chi smiled, "You'll get it after just hugging it."

Wen Tu thought for a while: "It's quite delicious."

When Fang Chi mentioned Ding Shengran's hug, he felt uncomfortable. After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Did you transfer behind Ding Shengran's back?"

Wen Tu tugged at the hem of his clothes, as if he was thinking about how to answer Fang Chi's somewhat abrupt question. Before he could figure out how to speak, Fang Chi's phone rang.

Generally, those who can call at this time, except for takeaways, are selling sales, or grandma, Fang Chi took out his phone and checked, it was indeed grandma.

With the experience of being cheated by Fang Zao last time, Fang Chi calmed down for a while before answering the phone. Fortunately, the voice from the other end was full of energy and he was in a good mood.

"Are you free recently?" Grandma asked on the phone.

"One day off," Fang Chi said, "what's the matter, grandma?"

"I want to move back," said grandma, "living in the city is not comfortable at home, and your father won't let me move."

Grandma is getting old, although she is not yet inconvenient, but living in the city, it is always more convenient to have someone to take care of her. In this regard, Shang Fang was late because he agreed with Fang Zaidong.

"Why did you move back?" Fang Chi frowned, "Fang... did my dad say something again?"

"How dare he be stubborn with me?" Grandma's voice sounded normal, but it was inexplicably lighter, "This is the home...it doesn't feel like home, it's better to live comfortably in the countryside."

Fang Chi was stunned for a moment, unable to speak for a moment.

Wen Tu stood opposite him and looked suspiciously, without making a sound to disturb him, but Fang Chi met his gaze and shook his head lightly: "Okay, then I will come back on my rest day to help you move."

"Okay." Grandma smiled, and asked some daily trivial matters before hanging up the phone.

Wen Tu has been standing in front of Fang Chi, one is because the conversation between them is not over, and the other is because he feels that Fang Chi needs him to stand here.

"What's wrong?" Wen Tu asked after he hung up the phone.

"My grandma wants to go back to the country and ask me to help her move on the rest day." Fang Chi put the phone back, "I don't have much stuff, but she hasn't been back for several months and needs to be cleaned or something."

"Oh." Wen Tu nodded, seeing that Fang Chi didn't intend to continue the topic, he turned and entered the training room.Fang Chi also followed in.

Walking from the door to the seat, Wen Tu seemed to be thinking about something, and when Fang Chi sat down, he suddenly said, "I'll go with you."

"Huh?" Fang Chi didn't realize it, "Not much."

"I mainly want to see grandma." Wen Tu kept staring at his screen, "By the way, help you move."

Fang Chi: "Oh."

It's really convenient.

"Then next week's rest day, I'll book the tickets first." Fang Chi said.

"Okay." Wen Tu stared at the screen and nodded.

In the end, he still didn't ask why he transferred, nor did he understand what happened between Ding Shengran and Wen Tu.

Fang Chi sighed inaudibly, clicked on the software and booked a ticket to go home next week.

……

On the rest day, Fang Chi and Wen Tu went to the station early in the morning, and after more than an hour's drive, they arrived at their destination in no time.

Fang Zaidong, Zuo Ting, and Fang Zao all needed to go to work, so when Fang came home late, grandma was alone at home, cooking millet porridge for herself in the kitchen, not at all like someone who was about to move out.

"You said that as soon as Fang Zaidong came back, he found that his family and things were gone," Fang Chi said loudly to Wen Tu while helping grandma pack her luggage, "Will you call the police?"

"No." Wen Tu stood in the living room and looked at the words, "The most I can do is call and scold you."

Fang Chi was having fun while tidying up in the room, and when he came out with his luggage, Wen Tu was still staring at the words: "I don't think you want to see my grandma, but you want to read this word."

"Is this writing written by your grandfather to grandma?" Wen Tu turned his head and watched Fang Chi slowly walking towards this side, "Aren't you going to take it away?"

Fang Chi didn't expect that he was thinking about this: "Don't take it away, grandma sometimes looks at this picture... very sad."

Wen Tu touched the tip of his nose: "You wrote that last time, and I hung it up too."

"What are you doing hanging it up?" Fang Chi remembered that he was a little stiff in his pen posture because he hadn't written for a long time, let alone how he wrote, "Do you think about others when you see things?"

Wen Tu lightly shook the hand hanging by his side, Fang Chi didn't answer, turned around and went to the kitchen to help grandma.

Fang Chi looked at his back and twitched the corners of his mouth, raised his hand and squeezed his earlobe, turned around and continued to pack his luggage.

The old lady was quite fashionable, and she sent the out-of-season clothes back by courier in the same city a day in advance, and Fang Chi only took out one suitcase after packing for most of the day.

The two in the kitchen had already enjoyed the porridge, so Fang Chi packed his luggage aside before going into the kitchen to beg for porridge.

The countryside where grandma lives is quite close to the city, and you can get there by bus. For convenience, Fang Chi took a taxi and took Wen Tu and grandma back to the countryside.

The taxi drove all the way to the entrance of the village and stopped moving forward. Fang Chi and Wen Tu each carried a few pieces of luggage, and walked slowly behind grandma.

It is a newly repaired cement road, and there is still some unswept soil on both sides of the road. To the left is an endless field, and some vegetables that Wentu can't name are planted; to the right is a forest with uneven trees. Staggered, occasionally shaking the branches in the wind.

At the end of the concrete road is the village. The houses are one to the east and the other to the west. There is not much connection between them. If you look carefully, you can see that the houses are connected by small roads, but most of the sight is covered by weeds.

I don't know who owns the dog, but when she saw a few people, she started barking wildly, the owner was a person about the same age as grandma, she hurried out to train the dog, she was taken aback when she saw grandma, and then said pleasantly, "Aqiu is back? "

"I'm back, I'm back." Grandma has been in a good mood since she got out of the car, "Your Xiao Hei is still fierce."

"That's right," the man laughed, "I raised him to watch the yard back then... yo, Fang Chi is back too!"

Fang Chi carried his luggage and waved to her from behind: "Grandma Zhang, I've been called by my grandma to work as a coolie again."

"You've been wronged to death, don't you?" Grandma turned her head and glared at him, "How many things did you collect and call someone to help!"

Wen Tu paused at the side before answering: "I came voluntarily, grandma."

Grandma patted Wen Tu on the shoulder with a smile, and directed Fang Chi to send the luggage to her own house ahead.

Fang Chi asked his grandma to rest at Grandma Zhang's house for a while, planning to clean the house by himself, but just as he got a basin of water to wipe the tables and chairs, Wen Tu opened the door and walked in.

The house is an old-fashioned house, and the doors are still made of wood, and they creak when pushed.The construction of the new countryside has not yet reached Grandma Fang Chi's house, and the ground is still a concrete floor. The wooden tables and chairs are placed in the corners, and a dustproof cloth is put on the sofa.

"Why are you here?" Fang Chi stretched out his hand and swept in front of him, "Hui Da, why don't you go to Grandma Zhang's house and sit for a while."

"En." Wen Tu responded, but came over, rolled up his sleeves and reached into the basin, wrung out a handkerchief, and wiped the table and chairs carefully.

Fang Chi looked at it for a while, and suddenly felt full of energy. He moved as quickly as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and cleaned up the whole house inside and out in the morning.

We ate lunch at Grandma Zhang's house. After eating, Fang Chi took Wen Tu to the market to buy something. The place was crowded with people. Fang Chi was afraid that Wen Tu would get lost. Wait a while The phone signal was not good, so he just boldly stretched out his hand to hold Wen Tu.

I was afraid he would get lost.

Fang Chi comforted himself while holding Wen Tu's hand even tighter.

The sun came out at noon in early spring, and the sunlight penetrated the leaves and fell on the ground, leaving little golden spots. The temperature was not too hot, and occasionally the wind blew even chilly, but the hands that the two held were sweating.Fang Chi carried a bunch of things in one hand and Wen Tu in the other, stepped on those light spots, and went back to the house.

After buying a lot of daily necessities at the market, Fang Chi worriedly asked his grandmother if he wanted to follow him and rent a house near the base, but his grandmother refused: "In the end, it is better to live in the place where I have lived for most of my life." I have a sense of belonging, and once I come back here, my heart feels more at ease.”

When grandma said that, Fang Chi couldn't force it, so he had to put everything back in order for grandma, and then spread the mattress and other supplies.

The return ticket I bought was the last one. Fang Chi still had some time to pack up all his things. He looked back and saw that Wen Tu was standing in the front yard, playing with his phone with a lollipop in his mouth.

The sun was shining warmly, and he couldn't help feeling drowsy. Wen Tu squinted his eyes and yawned, and slowly sat on the small stool in the front yard. He raised his hand to wipe away the tears from his eyes, and gritted his teeth Take a bite of the sugar, push it aside with the tip of your tongue, and your cheeks bulge a little.

Fang Chi looked at him, and thought of Mr. Punctual, who was basking in the sun on the balcony of the base yesterday. He also had the same expression, his eyes were squinted, and his thoughts drifted to nowhere.

It was as if a feather had been blown by the wind for a long time, and finally settled on the surface of the lake with layers of ripples. Looking at Wen Tu's appearance, Fang Chi suddenly became calm and made a decision.

He stood up and walked towards Wen Tu, the boy turned to him with his eyes narrowed, his hand holding the phone slightly tightened, Wen Tu reached out to take out the lollipop in his mouth, and mouthed him from a long distance: "Where's grandma?"

"Take a nap." Fang Chi walked to him, squatted down and looked at him.

Sitting on the stool, Wen Tu was terribly frightened by him. His laziness immediately returned to his usual indifference, and he almost raised his hand and threw the lollipop on Fang Chi's head.

"What are you doing?" Wen Tu leaned back.

"Don't do anything... What are you hiding?" Fang Chi wanted to laugh when he saw his face as if he was facing an enemy, "Can I still perform a swallow of human flesh for you?"

Wen Tu blinked, but didn't speak.

Fang Chi noticed that the young man swallowed his saliva, but clenched his hands unnaturally by his sides, and his eyes rolled from time to time, looking extremely nervous.

"Forget it..." Fang Chi sighed.

"Forget it..." Wen Tu turned his gaze back, and Fang Chi kissed him before he finished speaking.

The soft lips were pressed together, Wen Tu's eyes widened, he raised his hand but did not hit it for a long time, a current flowed from the place where the two of them were next to each other to the limbs, and then flowed along the blood to the heart Go, hit once, hit the weakest place.

Fang Chi stretched out his hand and pinched Wen Tu's face, before he could recover, he deepened the kiss, licked the tip of his tongue between his lips, and easily pried open the boy's teeth.

In the end, Fang Chi bit Wen Tu's lips lightly and it was over. He held Wen Tu's face in both hands, and seeing the other person's blushing face, Fang Chi couldn't help but smile: "Wen Xiaotu, when did you Like me?"

"You want to lose face!" Wen Tu came back to his senses for a while, waved Fang Chi's hand away, stood up angrily, lost control rarely, and shouted loudly, "You kissed me! "

"Keep your voice down." Fang Chi squatted on the ground and looked up at Wen Tu, "Otherwise the whole village will know later that Aqiu and her grandson brought a young man back to kiss in the yard."

Wentu: ...

Bah, crazy.

"Tell me." Fang Chi licked his lips and stood up.

His face is as hot as Wen Tu's, but it's probably because his skin is too thick, it doesn't look red, unlike Wen Tu, the earlobes are so red.

"..." Wen Tu stood there panting for a while, and after recovering, he touched the tip of his nose and whispered, "I don't really like you either."

"Oh," Fang Chi walked over, opened his arms, paused in front of Wen Tu before hugging him, "I like you so much."

Wentu: ...

Wen Tu: "Oh."

Fang Chi couldn't help laughing: "Oh."

Wen Tu rolled his eyes, raised his hand, and hugged Fang Chi after a long pause in the air.