Sweetness Is Incessantly Late

Chapter 7: Licking the dog won't end things well!

It took more than three hours for the class to finish with their duty. No matter if Chi Yu was sweeping the floor with a broom, Wang Xiao would applaud.

"Brother Chi is so cool even sweeping the floor!"

"Brother Chi's mopping action is too handsome!"

"Brother Chi frowns so charmingly!"

Chi Yu finally couldn't bear it anymore, he picked up the broom in his hand and turned to face Wang Xiao. He smashed it and saw him dodging, Chi Yu took off his school uniform jacket and stepped forward and grabbed Wang Xiao's face: "Don't you think I'm attractive? Come, come out and I'll show you how charming I am."

Fu Zhian sat quietly in the corner, listening to the bursts of howling coming from outside the door, bowed his head and turned over the two pages of the English book in his hand.

"Licking the dog won't end well."[1]

It was almost nine o'clock in the evening when they finally cleaned up the classroom. Chi Yu looked at Fu Zhian who was limping behind him, stopped and rubbed his eyebrows impatiently. Fu Zhian was completely invisible, always maintaining grace, walking forward step by step, stopping from time to time to take a breath.

"Look, can't you take a cab?" Chi Yu looked at Fu Zhian who finally moved to him. The tip of his nose was already covered in thin sweat.

"No money." Fu Zhian didn't look at Chi Yu's disdainful face, and kept walking forward with his head lowered.

Chi Yu strode up in front of him, stretched out his hand and ripped off the schoolbag on his back, and scolded while hanging it around his neck: "Fuck, your schoolbag is too damn heavy, you're putting on something." Chi Yu after saying that, squatted on the ground, smacking his lips, and said in a muffled voice, "You're really troublesome, come up quickly."

Fu Zhian stood behind him, looking at Chi Yu's thin shoulders like a knife, and thought about lying on his back.

With a little force, Chi Yu carried the boy who was not too heavy on his back. Although he looked unhappy, his steps were steady and firm. He tried to ignore the scrutinizing eyes of the people around him, but the eyes were on his back, which made Chi Yu's ears red. The more he thought about this scene, the weirder it became. The frowning boy scolded with an unhappy expression, but the guy on his back didn't care.

On the uphill road, Chi Yu was obviously a little out of strength, stopping from time to time to gasp for breath. Fu Zhian, who was on his back, patted him on the shoulder, and called out without enthusiasm: "Go on."

Chi Yu turned his head sharply, his beautiful eyebrows were drawn into a ball, and his black eyes could not wait to spit fire: "You tell me again?"

"Go on."

Fu Zhian could clearly hear Chi Yu grinding his back molars, the arms that were holding his knees tightened, and he was about to drop him directly to the ground. Chi Yu blinked hard, and continued to climb the slope angrily, but scolded in his mouth: "I have accumulated virtues, God, you can see clearly, I can live to 99 no matter what my temperament is."

After a long while no one spoke, Chi Yu walked forward with his head sullen, the broken hair on his forehead was wet into strands. From the corner of Fu Zhi'an's vision, he could just see Chi Yu's handsome profile face, long eyelashes, and bloodless lips that were a little dry.

Chi Yu finally lost his strength when he reached the crossroads, and he stopped just about to speak. There was a cold touch on his forehead, and he turned his head suspiciously, just to meet Fu Zhian's light brown pupils, which reflected his somewhat tired face.

Fu Zhian slowly retracted his hand, the index finger was stained with beads of sweat the size of a bean, and the sweat on Chi Yu's forehead almost flowed into his eyes.

"You're sick, why are you touching me?" Chi Yu turned his head sideways, and his previous arrogance was gradually dispelled by exhaustion. It was obviously a threat, but it's like a coquettish kitten when he says it.

Fu Zhian, who raised his hand, suddenly wiped his backhand on Chi Yu's coat, and looked at his index finger with some disgust: "It's really dirty."

Chi Yu was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and took a few breaths, he tried hard. Holding back his fists, he put the Fu Zhian on his back on the ground with a barely suppressed temper.

"Go on your own, I can't take it anymore!" Chi Yu swallowed a mouthful of spit, then shook his hand and left.

"Hey." Behind him was Fu Zhian's clean and pleasant voice.

Chi Yu turned around awkwardly. He didn't expect Fu Zhian to apologize to him, but as long as he stopped saying **** words, he could still control his fist.

Fu Zhian raised his chin and said slowly, "My schoolbag."

Seeing the figure fading away at the crossroads and the schoolbag being thrown under his feet, Fu Zhian smiled helplessly, then bent down to pick up the schoolbag and hug it in arms. Fu Zhian walked slowly on the street, the wind blowing from somewhere, blew away the murmurs in the boy's mouth.

It's getting harder and harder to make you angry now.

Chi Yu's gloomy face shocked the taxi driver. This tall man, over 1.8 meters tall, sat in the back seat. The heavy low air pressure made the driver's uncle's hand holding the steering wheel sweat. He always liked to chat with passengers a few words, but looking at the good-looking face in the reverse mirror, but not very easy to mess with, the uncle closed his mouth wisely.

"In your heart, fly freely..." A loud singing came from the radio, the driver uncle stretched his neck and glanced at the frowning boy in the rearview mirror, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and turned the volume button to minimum.

The car stopped in front of the Fountain Square. The driver's uncle tilted his head and looked at the high-end community in front of him. He turned around with a smile: "Hey boy, do you live here? How much does a house like this cost per level..."

The voice was right Shang Chi Yu's deep and indifferent eyes stopped abruptly, the uncle stretched out his hand to take the green note, glanced at 47 on the meter, lowered his head and looked for money while saying, "Wait, I'll ask you three dollars."

Chi Yu opened the car door and stepped out, and said coldly, "No need to look for it."

Passing through the high-rise apartment in front, Chi Yu walked into an arch made of flowers. In this residential area, the outermost floor is an ordinary high-rise apartment, while the innermost are more expensive villas and duplex buildings. Chi Yu felt the keys in his pocket but took out a box of Band-Aid.

"This crazy bastard..." Chi Yu squeezed the paper box in his hand, glanced at the scabbed wound on his hand, went to the trash can and raised his hand but failed to throw it in. He put the box back into his pocket, took out the key, turned a corner and saw a girl in a pink dress at the door, waving her hands and smiling at him.

"Why is it after school so late? My legs are sore." The girl walked over with a smile. She stretched out her hand and took the boy's arm, shaking it like a spoiled child.

Chi Yu pulled out his arms from her arms with a cold face, and asked, "Why did you come back?"

"I was so homesick when I was abroad, so I came back." Chi Yu opened the fingerprint combination lock, stretched out his thumb and pressed it, and the door opened with a click.

The girl glanced at the room with her head hooked, and said with some emotion: "The house you live in is too big."

Chi Yu took off the school uniform jacket and threw it on the ground, went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door and took out a can of ice coke, looking at the innocent and romantic girl in the house with a complicated look.

"Is the second floor of yours empty? Can I move in here?" As soon as she finished speaking, Chi Yu picked it up immediately: "No."

Seemingly not sure why she came here, Chi Yu took a coke went to the living room and sat on the floor: "Is everything okay?"

"It's okay." The girl gathered her long hair behind her head and said casually, "I just heard that you smashed the door of the school gym again."

Chi Yu lowered his head, his broken hair covered his clear eyes, and his knuckled fingers squeezed the can in the can in a strange shape. He slowly stood up and walked towards the bedroom, stopped before closing the door, and said lightly, "Close the door when you leave."

The fist is released again. She glanced at the untouched food on the table, turned and walked to the entrance, put on her shoes and left. Hearing the sound of the door closing, Chi Yu walked out from behind the bedroom door, frowning at the thought of the girl's bright face.

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t/n:

[1] 舔狗 "licking the dog"- the most appropriate translation in English is "Simp."