A Dog Out of Nowhere Chapter 62

Fang Chi woke up relatively early today. The cutoff scores would be released today, and he had to go to school to see Teacher Li. With something weighing on his mind, even his dreams were uneasy, and he woke up as soon as it got light.

Sun Wenqu was still asleep. When Fang Chi sat up, Sun Wenqu turned over and asked drowsily, “Up already?”

“Mm,” Fang Chi leaned over and kissed him, “I’ll go get breakfast in a bit. What do you want to eat? Noodles or choc…”

“Doufunao.” Sun Wenqu said, then went back to sleep.

Fang Chi clicked his tongue. At home there were only things like noodles and chocolate ready, and this guy actually wanted doufunao!

Corrupted. Bossy.

After washing up, Fang Chi still went downstairs to buy doufunao.

On the way, he got a call from Xiao Yiming asking when he’d get to school.

“In a bit, I just got up, buying breakfast now,” Fang Chi said, “what time are you going?”

“I’m already here, no one’s at school yet.” Xiao Yiming laughed.

“Why’d you go so early?” Fang Chi was stunned.

“I’m staying at my brother’s staff dorm,” Xiao Yiming said, “it’s noisy as h*ll. Couldn’t sleep so I came out.”

“Then wait for me, I’ll go after I eat.” Fang Chi said.

“No rush.” Xiao Yiming said.

Doufunao, fried dough sticks, fried pancakes, fried cakes, Fang Chi didn’t know what else Sun Wenqu might want besides doufunao, so he bought a bit of everything from the breakfast stall and carried back a big bag.

When he got home, Sun Wenqu was already up, brushing his teeth by the window with a toothbrush in his mouth.

“Why’re you brushing here?” Fang Chi put the breakfast bag on the table.

“I thought you went straight to school,” Sun Wenqu said unclearly, then went into the bathroom.

“You said you wanted doufunao, so I went to buy it,” Fang Chi said.

After washing up, Sun Wenqu came out and looked at the table full of breakfast. “When did I say I wanted doufunao? I was thinking just some noodles would do.”

“…You don’t remember?” Fang Chi stared at him. “When I got up this morning I asked you, you said doufunao.”

“I didn’t even know when you got up,” Sun Wenqu said. “Did I talk in my sleep?”

“Just say whether you’re eating it,” Fang Chi pointed at the table, “I bought everything from the breakfast stall.”

“What if I say I’m not eating?” Sun Wenqu pulled over a chair and sat down.

“Then watch me eat. There’s no contract binding me to you yet, don’t expect me to keep spoiling you,” Fang Chi chuckled and sat down too, placing the doufunao in front of him, “you ordered it, eat.”

“Already this arrogant before even doing anything,” Sun Wenqu took a sip of doufunao, “going to school today?”

“Mm,” Fang Chi bit on a fried dough stick, “what about you?”

“I’ll take you to school first,” Sun Wenqu said, “then I’ll go to Liangzi’s…”

“Coming back here tonight?” Fang Chi immediately lowered the dough stick and pressed.

Sun Wenqu didn’t answer, just looked at him.

“I’m asking you.” Fang Chi stared back.

Sun Wenqu still didn’t speak, just started smiling, leaning back in the chair with a curved lip.

“Wait, ” Fang Chi suddenly realized, “that’s not what I meant! I’m just asking!”

“I didn’t say anything,” Sun Wenqu said leisurely, taking another sip.

“Forget it.” Fang Chi waved his dough stick.

“Forget it?” Sun Wenqu laughed again, “you said it.”

Fang Chi didn’t speak. Only after finishing the dough stick while glaring at him did he say, “I meant I’m not asking anymore, not that I’m giving up anything else.”

“Wow, you scared me,” Sun Wenqu said.

Sun Wenqu dropped Fang Chi off at the school gate. Fang Chi originally wanted to sneak a couple kisses in the car, but at this time all the senior students were back, and there were a lot of people at the entrance.

Fang Chi leaned toward the driver’s seat several times but didn’t find a chance, and in the end had to sigh and get out of the car.

“Want me to pick you up when you’re done?” Sun Wenqu asked.

“No need, I don’t know when I’ll be done,” Fang Chi patted the car door, watched the car turn and drive off, then turned and walked into the school.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Xiao Yiming leaning by the school gate, smiling at him.

“What are you laughing at?” Fang Chi glanced back at where the car had just been parked. From that angle, Xiao Yiming could probably see him leaning in and pulling back earlier, he felt a bit embarrassed.

“Nothing,” Xiao Yiming smiled, “let’s go in.”

“Can we check the cutoff now?” Fang Chi had been holding his phone the whole time but hadn’t dared to take it out.

“Probably. Didn’t they say it’d be available this morning? I checked just now and it wasn’t yet,” Xiao Yiming took out his phone, “let’s check again.”

“Hey.” Fang Chi turned his head aside nervously. Although he felt his score should be fine and wasn’t as nervous as when checking his own score, he still felt uneasy.

“Don’t be so nervous. Didn’t Teacher Li estimate this year’s science cutoff would be lower than last year?” Xiao Yiming was pretty relaxed.

“What if it’s higher?” Fang Chi sighed, “if I had your score, I’d check it every day, not worry at all, I’d just keep checking for fun.”

Xiao Yiming didn’t speak, just looked down at his phone. After a while he raised his hand and smacked Fang Chi lightly. “It’s out.”

“Hey!” Fang Chi quickly took earphones out of his bag and put them on.

“You passed the cutoff,” Xiao Yiming laughed, pulling off his earphones, “you’re in.”

“Really?” Fang Chi grabbed his phone and took a look, unable to hold back his smile, “this year’s cutoff really isn’t that high…”

He passed, and not just barely.

Fang Chi’s steps suddenly felt light.

Teacher Li was sitting in the classroom, surrounded by a group of students and quite a few parents.

The ones actively crowding around him asking questions were the ones who did well. Those who didn’t were gathered on the other side chatting among themselves.

Fang Chi squeezed in and listened for a bit but didn’t really get anything out of it. When Teacher Li looked up and saw him, he immediately reached out and slapped his arm. “You’re here, kid! I heard you did pretty well!”

Fang Chi chuckled awkwardly and stepped back.

Around noon, after Teacher Li sent off the previous group, he sat down beside Fang Chi.

“Have you talked with your family?” Teacher Li asked.

“No,” Fang Chi said, “they don’t interfere. I’ll just do whatever. I’m thinking of applying to a sports university, if I can get in, that’s enough. Sports training major.”

“Then you shouldn’t have much of a problem,” Teacher Li said. “Anything else you want to consider? Other schools, other majors?”

“Probably not,” Fang Chi scratched his head, “should I just fill in a few more randomly?”

“You,” Teacher Li laughed, “you should still discuss with your family, then I’ll help you reference it.”

“Mm.” Fang Chi nodded. No need to discuss with family, they wouldn’t understand anyway. But he could talk with Sun Wenqu again.

Teacher Li talked with Xiao Yiming for a long time. Xiao Yiming only said something had happened at home and that he’d make his own decisions this time. Teacher Li didn’t ask more, but was very cautious about his application choices.

Only around noon did Fang Chi and Xiao Yiming leave school together.

“Want to grab something to eat?” Fang Chi asked.

He was in a great mood. All the weight in his heart had lifted. Now he just needed to submit his applications and wait for the results.

“Mm.” Xiao Yiming nodded.

“What do you want? I’ll treat,” Fang Chi said.

After thinking for a long time, Xiao Yiming said they could get wooden bucket rice.

“Still like that with your family?” Fang Chi still asked while eating, even though he felt Xiao Yiming probably didn’t want to talk about it.

“Mm,” Xiao Yiming nodded, “my aunt tried talking to my mom. She didn’t budge. And my situation isn’t something that can change, so… it’s just like this for now. After a few months, if she softens, I’ll try again.”

Fang Chi sighed lightly and went to get a few bottles of beer, opening them.

“Um, Uncle Sun,” Xiao Yiming picked up a bottle, “are you two living together now?”

“Not really,” Fang Chi felt a bit embarrassed, lowering his head to pick up a piece of meat, “just temporarily. He’s making pottery now and has to fire the kiln, so he needs to stay closer.”

“Oh,” Xiao Yiming smiled, “then why not just live together over there?”

“Forget it,” Fang Chi clicked his tongue, “I don’t want to stick too close. I’m afraid he’ll get annoyed. He’s an older guy, probably doesn’t like someone always clinging to him.”

“You think too much.” Xiao Yiming clicked his tongue too.

Speaking of thinking too much, Fang Chi suddenly remembered something he really did need to think about.

That is… yesterday, when he boldly declared with great confidence that tonight he’d top Sun Wenqu.

…

How exactly… was he supposed to do that?

Fang Chi took a sip of beer, then pressed the cold bottle against his face, staring at Xiao Yiming.

This question… Xiao Yiming probably knew.

Maybe.

But how to bring it up?

What if Xiao Yiming had no experience either?

“What’s wrong?” Xiao Yiming glanced at him, “eat.”

“Hey,” Fang Chi leaned forward, lowering his voice, “I want to ask you something.”

“Mm, what?” Xiao Yiming nodded and leaned in too, lowering his voice, “what question?”

“It’s just… before, you and…” Fang Chi started but stopped halfway. Suddenly he felt it wasn’t appropriate to ask Xiao Yiming, things with that idiot had already gone badly, and asking this felt wrong, “forget it, nothing.”

He took a sip of beer, but before he swallowed it, Xiao Yiming said, “You want to ask if I’ve done it, right?”

Fang Chi didn’t even have time to swallow. He only managed to turn his head, and a mouthful of beer sprayed onto the curtain beside him, good thing they were sitting at a table by the wall.

“…Hey.” He wiped his mouth and coughed several times before turning back to look at Xiao Yiming.

“It’s fine,” Xiao Yiming handed him a tissue, “ask. It’s nothing I can’t talk about.”

Fang Chi wiped his mouth, holding the tissue and staring at Xiao Yiming. At first he thought it was inappropriate to ask, but since Xiao Yiming said it was fine… now he couldn’t ask anymore.

Xiao Yiming also seemed a bit embarrassed, and the two just stared at each other without speaking.

“I…” Fang Chi opened his mouth, then stopped.

“You mean to,” Xiao Yiming spoke with difficulty, then also stopped. After hesitating, he made a gesture of a finger inserting into a fist, “…him?”

“Ah, ” Fang Chi immediately felt his face flush, quickly gulped down two mouthfuls of beer, then suddenly wanted to laugh.

After Xiao Yiming said it, he also couldn’t hold it in, and the two of them lowered their heads at the same time and laughed at the wooden bucket on the table.

After laughing, Fang Chi felt less awkward. He rubbed his face. “Yeah, I just want to know if I need to prepare anything.”

“That…” Xiao Yiming took a bite of rice, took out his phone, tapped for a while, and handed it to him. “Just look it up and you’ll know. Haven’t you ever searched this stuff?”

“No.” Fang Chi took the phone and looked.

To be honest, he had never searched anything about homosexuality online. He was afraid, resistant, he had always felt that as long as he touched anything related to this, he would never be able to turn back.

What Xiao Yiming casually searched up was already very detailed. Fang Chi lost his appetite just looking at it, only feeling shocked.

“Got it?” Xiao Yiming said. “Those things, you can get them at a pharmacy.”

“Oh.” Fang Chi responded.

“For the rest…” Xiao Yiming cleared his throat. “Watch videos.”

Fang Chi glanced at him. “You’ve watched them?”

“I accepted that I was like this back in middle school,” Xiao Yiming said. “Anything I wanted to know or didn’t understand, I already researched it all myself.”

Fang Chi looked at him without speaking.

This one wooden bucket meal, Fang Chi and Xiao Yiming ate for nearly two hours, chatting about quite a lot.

Of course, not about getting into bed.

This was the first time he had directly talked about these things with Xiao Yiming, Xiao Yiming’s past, from confusion to fear to struggle, and finally trying to accept and explore it.

Fang Chi realized Xiao Yiming’s calmness far exceeded his expectations.

A bit emotional.

“You thought I was from the start?” Fang Chi asked.

“No,” Xiao Yiming shook his head. “At first I thought you weren’t. I just liked you quite a bit so I said it. Didn’t expect your reaction to be that big.”

Fang Chi didn’t speak.

“It was that time I saw Uncle Sun that I started to think maybe…” Xiao Yiming smiled.

“You’ve gotten really used to calling him ‘Uncle Sun,’ huh.” Fang Chi laughed.

“Didn’t you tell me to call him uncle? Who knows if you two have some kind of… thing,” Xiao Yiming said. “So I just call him that.”

A thing?

Dad?

After eating with Xiao Yiming, the two of them went to a pharmacy. Xiao Yiming kept holding back laughter the whole time. Fang Chi felt like all the skin on his face in this lifetime had gathered there before he managed to buy everything.

When he got home, Fang Chi took the things out to look at the instructions, squeezed a little onto his hand to try it, then quickly put it away in the drawer.

It was almost five, and there was still no news from Sun Wenqu.

Sun Wenqu hadn’t contacted him at all that day, hadn’t even asked whether the score cutoff had come out.

Fang Chi clicked his tongue, took out his phone, and called Sun Wenqu.

It rang until it was about to hang up automatically before Sun Wenqu picked up. “You done?”

“I finished at noon. Had a meal with Xiao Yiming and just got back,” Fang Chi said. He could hear Sun Wenqu’s voice was a bit hoarse. “Were you really tired today?”

“Not tired, just talked too much. Today I was explaining that set of things to the technicians over at your Uncle Liangzi’s,” Sun Wenqu said. “Did the cutoff scores come out? I forgot to ask you.”

“They did. I passed the line. Old Li said there’s no problem, just that you need to help me fill in the applications, then he’ll help take a look,” Fang Chi said.

“Alright, I’ll take a look when I get back tonight,” Sun Wenqu said with a smile. “Knew you’d pass for sure.”

“No rush tonight,” Fang Chi said. “Tomorrow’s fine too.”

“Got it,” Sun Wenqu said. “Got plans tonight, huh.”

Fang Chi choked.

Sun Wenqu didn’t come back for dinner that night. Fang Chi cooked himself some noodles.

Then he went into the bedroom and picked up Sun Wenqu’s laptop.

“Your Sun-dad has videos.”

Ma Liang’s words kept echoing in his head as he opened the laptop.

He had never touched Sun Wenqu’s laptop before, and didn’t know where those videos were hidden. He even hesitated, if he couldn’t find them, should he call Sun Wenqu to ask?

But old men were always so unexpectedly bold.

Fang Chi had never imagined that Sun Wenqu would just leave those things right there openly on the desktop!

Four videos, just looking at the file names alone was already naked provocation, making Fang Chi’s breathing tighten without any preparation.

After staring at them for a long time, he couldn’t help sending Sun Wenqu a message.

—You usually just leave your videos on the desktop?

After a while, Sun Wenqu replied.

—No, those are for you to watch.

“Ah…” Fang Chi hugged the laptop and fell onto the bed, immediately so embarrassed that even his hair seemed to puff up.

Sun Wenqu watched the technician adjusting the design on the computer, took out his phone to check the time, it was already past nine.

“Let’s call it a day,” he glanced at Ma Liang. “Continue tomorrow. You still need time to prepare the clay.”

“Tired?” Ma Liang asked. “Going back… over there tonight?”

“Not tired,” Sun Wenqu stood up. “But I’ve got to go back today.”

“Mm.” Ma Liang nodded, patting the technician’s shoulder. “Take a break.”

“I’m heading out.” After saying that, Sun Wenqu prepared to leave.

Hu Yuanyuan stuck her head out from the second-floor corridor. “Wenqu leaving? Not staying here tonight?”

“In a few days,” Sun Wenqu said. “Not these couple of days.”

“Right,” Hu Yuanyuan nodded. “Gotta eat your fill before you can work.”

Sun Wenqu glanced at her and couldn’t help laughing. “Can you be a bit more ladylike, a bit more subtle?”

“With someone like your Liangzi, you think he can marry a lady?” Hu Yuanyuan said. “Keep dreaming.”

Sun Wenqu called Fang Chi to tell him he was heading back now.

“Drive safe,” Fang Chi said.

Sun Wenqu drove back. When passing a pharmacy, he hesitated for a moment about whether to buy something, but in the end didn’t stop, too troublesome to park, lock the car, walk over, get the stuff, pay, then come back.

Fang Chi had already been “studying” since around seven. With those few hours, even a fool would know what to prepare, right? When they talked on the phone just now, his voice sounded pretty calm, maybe he was already confident and just waiting to pounce.

Fang Chi didn’t need a key, he always left it hanging under the small window above the door. Sun Wenqu took the key and opened the door.

No one in the living room. The lights were off.

The bedroom light was on, but Fang Chi wasn’t there.

“Fang Chi!” Sun Wenqu turned to the living room and called out again.

“I’m here,” Fang Chi’s voice came from the bathroom. “I… I’m showering.”

Sun Wenqu smiled.

In less than two minutes, Fang Chi came out with a towel over his head. The moment he saw him, he pounced over, hugged him, pushed him onto the sofa, and kissed him hard for a long time.

“I’m going to shower,” Sun Wenqu wiped his face after being kissed all over. “Are you kissing or gnawing?”

“I’m going to eat you,” Fang Chi said in a low voice by his ear, then got up and went into the bedroom to bring his change of clothes over. “Hurry up.”

Sun Wenqu went into the bathroom. Fang Chi hadn’t used cold water today, the humid air in the bathroom still carried a slight warmth.

As he stood under the water, bracing against the wall, he felt a long-suppressed desire starting to surface.

Before Fang Chi said that sentence, he hadn’t had many thoughts.

But just now, that low whisper by his ear suddenly made it hard for him to hold back.

Fang Chi’s firm, taut body, the feel of his butt in his hands, the beautiful muscle lines across his abdomen, waist, and back, all of it filled his mind.

After finishing the shower, he didn’t even dry his hair, just wiped it casually with a towel and went into the bedroom.

The bedroom lights were already off, leaving only the floor lamp. As soon as he stepped in, before he could see where Fang Chi was, Fang Chi grabbed him from behind, and directly yanked off the towel wrapped around his waist.

“You…” Sun Wenqu could feel his burning body temperature, pressed against his back, igniting a wave of excitement.

Fang Chi didn’t speak, pushing him forward onto the bed and pressing down on him.

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