Sometimes he can't help but ponder these things, perhaps due to a slight sense of uncertainty about the future. But after all, the future is still long, it's not something imminent, so there's no need to be too anxious or worried about it.
On the eve of graduation, Xing Yan was very busy. When they weren't together, Qin Fang would attend classes on his own or hang out with Hua Tong to play some ball. After playing, the two of them sat on the side to rest.
Hua Tong asked him: "How are things going with Xing Yan's job? If he's not going to study further, what direction is he going to work in? He studied chemistry... Is he really not going to continue studying?"
Qin Fang said, "I don't know."
Hua Tong laughed, "No way, isn't he your... Yan-ge? You don't know?"
Originally Hua Tong wanted to say "your boyfriend", but felt awkward when the words reached his mouth, so he didn't say it and used a different term instead.
Qin Fang really didn't know. He shook his head, "I asked him twice but he didn't say, so I didn't ask again."
"I really admire you," Hua Tong sat next to him, taking a bottle and drinking, "He's about to graduate soon, they'll be leaving the school next month. What are you two going to do after that? There's no way he hasn't signed a job offer, he must have. So where is he going? Staying here or going back? How do you manage to know nothing even after asking?"
Qin Fang laughed at himself, having nothing to say. He indeed knew nothing after asking.
Actually, Qin Fang had a feeling that Xing Yan didn't really like to talk about this matter, so after asking twice, he didn't bring it up again.
In his view, this wasn't something particularly worth worrying about. No matter where Xing Yan ended up, it would be the same for him. He was about to enter his fourth year, and their major had no classes in the fourth year, just internships. When the time came, wherever Xing Yan settled, he could go if he wanted to, so this matter was not important to him at all.
When the time comes, there will naturally be a direction. They can talk about it then, what's the rush?
Hua Tong found it strange and asked him blinking, "Bro, are you two just playing around? Just fooling around?"
Qin Fang immediately denied it, shaking the water bottle in his hand, smiling openly and speaking seriously, "How could that be possible, we're very sincere with each other."
"For real?" Hua Tong raised his eyebrows, wanting to say more but stopping himself.
Qin Fang glanced at him, "Say it."
So Hua Tong asked, "Your dad's side... won't allow it, right?"
Qin Fang shook his head, chuckling lightly, "You're overthinking it, my dad doesn't even bother to manage me at all."
"Impossible, what if you really get serious with him and try?" Hua Tong raised his eyebrows, "Don't go against your dad, anyway he usually doesn't manage you and can't see it."
Qin Fang looked at him and said, "We already went against him."
Hua Tong was shocked, "What do you mean?"
Qin Fang said, "Last time he saw that video, how could Aunt Yin not let him see it. When I say he doesn't bother to manage me, it's true."
"At that time, weren't you two not together yet?" Hua Tong asked.
"Yeah, but I didn't explain either. In case it becomes troublesome if we do get together in the future." Qin Fang took a sip of water, squeezed the bottle, and said with a smile, "So I'm really not worried about Xing Yan's future plans. I'm a free man, I'll go wherever he goes, it doesn't matter to me."
In Qin Fang's mind, nothing was a big deal. For him, there was nothing worth being anxious about. In his eyes, as long as their relationship had no issues, then nothing was an issue.
Of course their relationship had no issues. What problems could there be in the silly, sweet love of two immature kids?
Qin Fang woke up on the bed in his underwear. With a turn, Xing Yan also woke up. Xing Yan smiled at him. Qin Fang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Looks like Yan-ge slept well? No morning grumpiness."
Xing Yan stretched his arms. His outstretched hand happened to be right by Qin Fang's face, so Xing Yan casually cupped his face and said, "I'm not grumpy every morning."
The late spring and early summer in the north was still very comfortable with suitable temperatures. The two large glass windows in Qin Fang's bedroom in the old house provided great lighting. The light-colored curtains blocked half the light, while the remaining light coming through gave the bedroom a warm and hazy ambiance.
The two were in no hurry to get up. Qin Fang held Xing Yan's hand as the two shirtless men with morning wood innocently held hands lying on the bed. Qin Fang said with his eyes closed, "I dreamed of my grandpa, dreaming of when I was little, me, you, and grandpa."
Xing Yan asked him, "So what did I look like when I was little?"
Qin Fang laughed, "How would I know, you're still this big, it's just that I became small."
"Then you must have been very cute." Xing Yan rubbed the back of his hand with his thumb, "Xingxing."
"Hearing you make that sound makes me want to laugh." Qin Fang said.
Xing Yan just let him laugh. He really liked watching Qin Fang laugh and would often look at Qin Fang like this recently, lying on his side.
Qin Fang said, "I also dreamed of the walnuts I ate when I was little. I loved eating sweet things when I was young. My grandpa would occasionally make me things he ate when he was little, those snacks with a real vintage feel. Many places sell them outside, honey walnut kernels, with the walnuts coated in honey and sesame.
"But I always felt they weren't quite right, they only tasted good when freshly coated. There were also sesame candies, soft and not sticky on the teeth, very fragrant. I loved eating them so much when I was little."
Xing Yan asked him with a light laugh, "Are you hungry?"
Qin Fang shook his head, "Not hungry, but dreaming of these little things, I haven't thought of them for many years, I had forgotten."
Xing Yan had never eaten any of these things. He wasn't very keen on sweets, even when he was young, so he had no concept of them and couldn't discuss them together.
When he said he had never eaten them, Qin Fang felt a little heartache for him and went online to buy some to send to Xing Yan to eat.
Now Jian Muyang was also very familiar with Xing Yan and often came out to play with them. Sometimes on weekends, he would have the driver send him directly to Qin Fang's old house to spend the weekend with his two big brothers.
As children grow up, they have their own thoughts. Jian Muyang held tightly onto the little secret between Qin Fang and him. At home, when his mother chatted with him about his brother, Jian Muyang would basically change the subject, afraid of saying too much and making mistakes, so he didn't talk about these things.
He really enjoyed playing with his two big brothers. Boys always have an unconscious admiration for their older brothers.
The old house had made Qin Fang's childhood stable and happy, and now it made him feel as joyful as if he had watched a movie this spring. The small building was restored to how it looked in his memories, with flowers, cherry trees, a rain shelter in the yard, and of course, a cool motorcycle.
Both in dreams and reality, everything was sweet. All of this was given by Xing Yan.
It started raining in the middle of the night, not heavily, but Qin Fang still woke up.
He turned his head to look at Xing Yan, but surprisingly, he wasn't there. Qin Fang was a little taken aback. Did he go to the bathroom?
Xing Yan was gone for quite a while and didn't come back. Qin Fang got out of bed to look for him. He wasn't in the bathroom, nor in the living room downstairs. He was nowhere to be found.
They went to bed together, but in the middle of the night, he was gone? How amusing. Qin Fang chuckled, not knowing where Xing Yan had gone. He went downstairs and searched around but couldn't find him. Finally, he opened the door.
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