I'm not a scumbag

When Xie You left Bucheng's house, he was like a dog in the water who had been beaten up by others, in a state of embarrassment.

Bucheng didn't intend to send him back, and closed the door after seeing off the guests, expressing his complete disapproval of this person.

Xie You smiled bitterly, "I just said that sooner or later I will suffer retribution."

"Hello? Little K, come and pick me up, um, yes, Bucheng's family, I'll send you an address, quick, I don't have much clothes on, it's strangely cold."

"I didn't know Mr. Bu had such a good heart and cared so much about his artists. I thought he was a very serious and unfeeling kind of person, but I didn't expect him to be quite..." Little K is a talker, but no one I can talk to him all morning.

Xie You held his mobile phone with one hand, and his slender, fair fingers slid up and down on the screen.

There's always an incoming call, caller ID, Mom.

"Hello?" Xie You said.

Little K immediately stopped talking.

"I heard that Xiaobu has returned to China in the past few days." Yao Hua said.

Xie You frowned, why did it seem like the whole world suddenly knew that Bucheng was back.

"Do you know his current situation?" Yao Hua asked again.

"I don't know, I haven't contacted him yet, I'll meet him another day." Xie You said.

"Well, what's more, you recently..." Yao Hua asked again.

"It's very good. The company has a new director, and it seems that they are very confident in running the company well."

Yao Hua murmured for a while, then remained silent for a while, and then said, "It's a good thing I didn't tie you up at home, or else I feel that I owe you now."

"How is home?" Xie You asked.

"Not very good." Yao Hua just said three words.

The company run by Xie You's parents has gone from bad to worse in recent years. The company's business has not been updated well, the market cannot be expanded, and the reasons for industry restrictions are not good for innovation. It belongs to the group of industries that have been eliminated by the times. Law.

Xie You originally came to the entertainment circle to have fun, but he never thought that when he had to rely on this thing to save his life, he would suddenly lose his worth.

Suddenly I remembered what Bucheng said, how much do you think you are worth with me.

Oh, yes, it's worthless.

"You can just take care of yourself, you don't have to worry about it here for the time being," Yao Hua said.

"I know." Xie You replied.

Xie You couldn't remember the scene when Bucheng followed Yao Hua and appeared in front of Xie You's house for the first time.

Time seems too long, but in fact, only five years have passed.

At that time, Xie You was still a small 18-line internet celebrity, and he was not well-known.

A 19-year-old boy should be sunny, wearing fashionable brand names, stepping on ajs worth thousands of dollars, and wearing a youthful smile on his face.

Bucheng, who followed his mother, was well-dressed, not aj, but shoes that cost thousands of dollars, but there was always a gloomy look in his deep eyebrows, which made people uncomfortable.

"This kid is the son of my college classmate. Do you have any spare room here? Make room for him." Yao Hua said.

At that time, Xie You was only 23 years old, so he was inevitably arrogant and disliked others encroaching on his personal space.

Xie You glanced at Bucheng, the boy was half a head taller than him, Xie You felt more and more ashamed.

"Can you stop bringing people to my house all the time? Feifei Miaomiao's cousin, why don't you just give me the whole one this time?" Xie You said.

Yao Hua clicked his tongue, "How do you talk?" She looked at Bu Cheng beside her, fearing that the child would be burdened because he was not welcomed.

But Xie You had already written the three big words 'not welcome' clearly on his face.

Bucheng didn't have a good impression of this brother with disdainful eyes.

If Yao Hua hadn't insisted, he would have turned around and left.

Xie You was cleaned up by Yao Hua, and finally Bucheng moved into Xie You's home smoothly.

Yao Hua left, Xie You closed the door, the two looked at each other, the space became so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

"You live in this room, use whatever you want, just don't come into my room." In the end it was Xie You who broke the silence.

Bucheng looked at the living room where he was, and didn't know how many days he had accumulated takeaway boxes, drinks, rotten fruits, and a sofa messier than a pig's nest, his brows frowned slightly.

Even though the room left for him was clean, the visual impact of the living room was still not small.

He has a slight cleanliness, or a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Xie You was hoping that people would dislike his home, so he should move out as soon as possible.

"In addition, I usually have to practice singing or something occasionally, don't you think it's noisy?" Xie You said.

Bucheng didn't reply, and went straight into his room.

Xie You clicked his tongue, "Like a sociophobic patient."

Xie You played the guitar in his room all afternoon, and howled for a long time, but he couldn't write a satisfactory song, and his state was not right.

Xie You was not very rich at that time, and the house he bought was not very expensive, so the facilities in all aspects were not very good.

Bucheng read the grade-[-] papers in his room, endured and endured, and finally carried a bag and went out to find a place.

It was already evening when Xie You came out again, the house was empty, and the room in Bucheng was tightly locked, so Xie You didn't care whether anyone was there, turned around and went to the kitchen to get food.

After passing the living room, his eyes suddenly lit up.

People who are always in a mess don't like tidiness, but are lazy to tidy them up, so they feel very relaxed and happy when they see things in order.

This kid is a bit interesting.

Xie You thought to himself.

It is not difficult to explain the insurmountable gap between two people with different habits, different concepts and different living environments, especially those who are not familiar with each other.

Bucheng endured and endured, whether it was the unchanging mess in the living room every day, or the sound of ghosts crying and playing the piano all morning, afternoon and even midnight.

Xie You took all of these into his eyes, watching him tidy up the living room diligently every day, and when people left, Xie You made a mess again.

Find out about people's living habits, and make noises when they are sleeping.

He never tires of carrying out invisible violence against this sullen little brother.

Xie You felt that he couldn't take it anymore.

Yao Hua would occasionally call to ask about Xiaobu's situation.

"Xiaobu? It's alright." Xie You said.

"Tell me the truth, did you bully him?" Yao Hua asked.

"No way, he is half a head taller than your son, if he really wants to fight, he should bully me." Xie You said.

"Xiaobu is not someone who causes trouble for no reason." Yao Hua said, "He is the son of your uncle Buzheng. Your parents had a good relationship with his parents when they were in college, and they have always had a good relationship since then. We often see each other. I mentioned it to you before, but you never took it to heart, and you refused every time I wanted to take you out to meet people."

Listen, Xie You, yes, he never liked going out with his parents to meet other adults or children since he was a child.

So it was the first time I knew about this Bucheng.

"Your Uncle Bu Zhendong and Aunt Li Ying passed away in a car accident the year before last, the year Xiao Bu just took the college entrance examination." Yao Hua paused.

Xie You didn't react much. In modern society, there are many people whose parents have both died. He doesn't have to sympathize or feel sorry for them because of this. People with Bucheng's personality are probably not willing to accept others' sympathy.

"Xiaobu didn't like to talk since he was a child, and you can see that, compared with other brothers and sisters, he is the least likely to please his grandparents. After his parents died, he followed his grandparents." Yao Hua said.

"Aren't his grandparents quite rich?" Xie You said.

"Yeah, but I always dislike him as a disaster star. He doesn't have a good face all day long. This kid is also high-spirited. He doesn't want to cause trouble for others. He moved out by himself to support himself. When I found out, he was working to earn money and was planning to rent out the house." What about the house." Yao Hua said.

"The student dormitory is so nice, what kind of house do you want to rent?" Xie You said.

Yao Hua hesitated to speak.

Xie Youding is smart, if he just thinks about it, he knows that it is very difficult for a person with this temperament not to have conflicts in the dormitory.

He smiled, "Won't the relationship conflict with me?"

"That's why I ask you to watch him more and don't bully him!" Yao Hua's voice was suddenly serious.

Xie You clicked his tongue, "Understood."

However, it was too late, and without Xie You's knowledge, Bucheng had already left with his luggage.

Xie You didn't realize the situation was wrong until the evening when no one came back, and was thinking about how to find someone, when someone delivered Bucheng to him over there.

"The police station?" he said into the phone.

When Xie You fished Bucheng out of the police station, the nightlife in the streets and alleys had just begun, and the neighborhood of the police station was not much quieter.

The lights are feasting on the left, and the singing and swallows are dancing on the right.

Bucheng's mouth was still bruised.

Just now in the police station, Xie You was curious about how this man thought of him and why he was not pleasing to the eye, and why the first thing he thought of was to report his phone number when something happened?

It turns out he was narcissistic.

When you get caught fighting with someone, you don't want to find anyone at all.

The police uncle asked him who the guardian was, and he was stunned for a long time without making a fart.

Like a hearing-impaired child.

The police had no choice but to use his mobile phone to look through it himself, only to find that the notes were all abcde....

The old police officer was startled. Whose family is this rebellious giant baby?

Ended up calling the first of the most recent calls.

Unfortunately, Xie You just called someone in the morning, asking him to bring him breakfast, even though he just ignored him.

Xie You pulled Bucheng's suitcase and carried his bag on his back. He didn't even realize that a man who is 1.8 meters tall can carry it by himself. Anyway, he didn't hurt his muscles and bones in the fight, just scratched his face.

"You're capable, you're almost twenty and you still want to fight and run away like others?" Xie You said.

Bucheng didn't speak, walked up to him and took back his bag and box.

Xie Youcai didn't care how people messed with them, and the two stood on the busy street.

The nights in early autumn in northern cities are still a bit cold, and the bleak wind passes by with the unique hustle and bustle of the city.

Xie You crossed his arms and looked at this Bu brother leisurely.

"If you really want to be capable, don't bother others if you cause trouble." Xie You said.

Bucheng stared at him without any fear.

Xie You suddenly found it quite interesting to tease this kind of person who doesn't like to talk.

These days, Bucheng works as a coolie for free at his house, which is actually very popular with him.

The idea of ​​driving people away is no longer so strong.