After swapping bodies with the deadly enemy

As soon as Chen Yueyang finished speaking, he lowered his eyes to look at him.

His vision was already blurred, but the people under him had a faint familiar and expensive smell of bergamot, which made Chen Yueyang even more excited.

"Strange..." Chen Yueyang frowned, as if asking him, but also as if talking to himself, "The smell on your body is quite similar to him."

Just as he was talking, he slowly lowered his body and approached the other party slowly, his nose moved slightly, as if confirming the smell.

The closer you get, the more familiar the smell becomes.

But helplessly, he was already too drunk. Before his brain started to turn around, the upper and lower eyelids collided irreversibly, and his hands loosened. The warm lips that smelled of alcohol inadvertently brushed the end of the other's fair eyes.

Shen Shicang's breathing stagnated, and his whole heart seemed to stop.

There was only one desk lamp turned on in the bedroom, and the whole room revealed a dim and ambiguous atmosphere.

He seemed to be able to hear the gurgling sound of his own blood rushing through the aorta, and he had never experienced such a feeling in his life.

Shen Shicang helped the drunk man who had completely lost consciousness, and then got off the bed. After covering him with the quilt, he just wanted to turn off the light, but stopped.

He froze for a while, went to the bathroom again, and then came back, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

……

Chen Yueyang felt bored until the sun was rising.

He threw off the quilt abruptly, sat up from the bed, picked up his mobile phone, and saw that the time displayed on the screen was ten o'clock in the morning.The alarm clock icon in the navigation bar of the screen is also gone, and it must have been cancelled.

Chen Yueyang frowned and squinted his eyes. His head was still a little dizzy from the hangover, but his consciousness was fully awake.

He threw away the phone, raised his hand and rubbed his head, and pulled his hair subconsciously. After pulling a few times, he seemed to remember something terrible.

Hmm...he went out to have a drink with Lian Yuxing that Sand Sculpture last night.

Then drink up.

And then it seems like he flirted with a girl before going to bed...?

wrong.

This is a fucking dormitory for boys, how could there be girls? !

……Awkward.

Chen Yueyang rubbed his eyes, and then he woke up completely.

He saw that starting from the middle of the room, there was a clear division, one side was neat as if it had been trained in the military, and the other side was a mess, and there were even two suitcases turned inside out.

Just as he and Shen Shicang have completely different personalities, even a room can be lived in two completely different styles by the two of them.

Thinking of Shen Shicang, Chen Yueyang's expression froze immediately.

Not to mention the girls in this room, there is not even a single person, only the two of them, so last night he...?

He still remembered that after he was drunk, he seemed to be brought back to the dormitory by Shen Shicang.

So last night he molested...Shen Shicang? ! ! !

clear!sky!clap!Thunder!

"No, no, no, it's impossible, it's absolutely impossible," Chen Yueyang jumped off the bed, didn't even wear slippers, rushed into the bathroom with bare feet, muttering, pouring cold water on his face, "This is a dream , it's a fucking nightmare!"

After washing his face, he calmed down completely.

Chen Yueyang changed his clothes and prepared to go to class A.

Anyway, an apology is always inevitable.

However, when he walked awkwardly to class A, he was told by Mingyue that Shen Shicang represented the school in the chemistry competition, and he probably won't be able to return to school until tomorrow.

Facing Mingyue's concerned words, Chen Yueyang could only froze his face and said "it's okay" to her against his will.

When he walked out of the teaching building of the third year of high school science, the cold December wind was blowing on his face, and the near noon sun was shining above his head, making Chen Yueyang fall into a feeling of torment mixed with ice and fire.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Shen Shicang, but he didn't know how he should tell him about the current situation.

Neither what to say nor what to explain.

So, with his slender and fair index finger, he slid through the contact list and pressed the name "Lian Yuxing".

"Brother, it's me, Chen Yueyang," he said straight to the point, and then said to the person on the other end of the phone sadly, "Find an Internet cafe to play two sets, and calm down with me."

……

The result of the calmness was that the two teenagers who were ranked as the strongest king met in the top area of ​​the canyon and knelt for an afternoon, and fell to the rank of extraordinary master.

"You're really picky." Lian Yuxing complained impatiently, puffing out a smoke ring.

When Chen Yueyang heard this, he was unhappy, so he complained back: "I don't know which grandson was hammered out of shit on the road."

Lian Yuxing extinguished his cigarette butt, then looked at his miserable loss, and cursed: "Fucking watch your words, I'm not in a good mood, just tell me if you want to fight."

"Slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly slightly, no matter how troublesome you are, you can still worry about me, you know I last night—! Ah?!" Chen Yueyang dropped the mouse, extremely irritable.

"You last night? Huh? Tell me." Lian Yuxing asked him.

"Lao Tzu last night—!" He turned his head to look at Lian Yuxing. He didn't know why, but he held back the matter forcefully, and couldn't spit it out. In the end, he could only say discouragedly, "Forget it. Forget it, nothing."

"I see you are just looking for a beating!" Lian Yuxing pulled Chen Yueyang's computer chair, and said viciously, "How can you swallow half of what you said? Can you be a good person?!"

"Let go, let go, let go quickly!" Chen Yueyang pulled his hand away, then stood up from his seat, and continued, "Say... I say it, anyway, just... just... Didn't I drink too much last night? Then... the next one...cough, just molested someone."

Lian Yuxing looked indifferent: "Oh, then."

Chen Yueyang: "Are you still human? Is this the attitude that normal human beings should have? I just said! I was molested yesterday! Tonight! One! People!!! Molested! Do you understand molested?!!!"

"Understood." Lian Yuxing frowned impatiently, but then asked him with a light smile, "Then did you touch his little hand? Or did you touch his little face?"

Chen Yueyang: ...

Chen Yueyang: "Fuck you! Really! Don't you have any sense of shame? How can you say this without drinking too much?!"

Lian Yuxing: "Just talk, why can't it work."

Chen Yueyang: "You dare to say such things in broad daylight, and the sky is clear, so after you drink too much, do you still dare to do it?"

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yueyang saw that the other party's face turned completely red, and even his neck was stained with scarlet. The situation of no silver 300 taels here is beyond words.

When Chen Yueyang left the barbecue shop last night, he still had some memories, and when he was sober, he remembered that Tao Yiran went with the two of them, and in the end Shen Shicang took him away, wouldn't it be that only Lian and Yu were left there? Xing and Tao Yiran are two people!

Thinking of the difference in height and figure between the two of them, Chen Yueyang couldn't help but gasp.

"Oh my god...you are really," Chen Yueyang pointed at him, and said word by word, "Rogue! Bandit! Shameless! Scum!"

Lian Yuxing seemed to have been poked into a pain point by him, and retorted violently: "Then what did you do?! Tell me quickly!"

As soon as these words came out, the righteous villain deep in Chen Yueyang's heart, who wanted to seek justice for Tao Yiran, was instantly shattered by the memory of last night.

Chen Yueyang: "I...I'm fucking... stupid, I won't talk anymore, I'm going back to school."

He was overwhelmed by this incident, so he simply stopped mentioning it.

Chen Yueyang kicked the gaming chair away irritably, and then went to the front desk of the Internet cafe to check out with his ID card.

After the birthday is over, there is this advantage. When I go to the Internet cafe to play games, I can finally swipe my ID card openly.

He ignored Lian Yuxing's scolding from the private room, and left the Internet cafe after paying the bill.

The cold wind blows on the face in Beijing in December, and there is no sunshine at night, it is a bit too cold.

After entering the campus, Chen Yueyang didn't know what kind of evil he had fallen into. He crossed the playground by accident, and instead of going back to the teaching building of his class, he went into the opposite building instead.

His legs seemed to have planned the way ahead of his brain, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was already standing at the door of the activity classroom of the student union.

The voices of the people inside were very low, and Chen Yueyang could not hear clearly through the door.

But he still stood at the door and did not leave.

It seemed that this was the place where he and Shen Shicang spent the longest time. Except for the dormitory, most of the waking hours were spent in the activity classroom of the student union.

Just as he was in a daze, the door of the classroom was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

Holding a pile of documents, Yin Songye raised his head and saw this nightmare face, and asked suspiciously: "Chen Yueyang?"

"Vice President, wait for me..." Tao Yiran ran to the door with a pile of documents in his arms, but when he saw Chen Yueyang, his face turned pale in an instant, and he stumblingly greeted him, "Chen, Chen Yueyang , you, hello."

Tao Yiran's expression was like that of a lamb who has seen a wolf, as if he was afraid that he would eat him in the next second.

Seeing his expression, Chen Yueyang thought of Lian Yu's hesitant appearance this afternoon, and always felt that there must be a ghost in it, so he asked him with concern: "Of course, you last night—"

"Vice president!" Tao Yiran interrupted him, and said to Yin Songye self-consciously, "I, I'll go to the teaching office to deliver things first... see you later!" After finishing speaking, he nodded to Chen Yueyang again Lower your head and say, "Goodbye!"

Then, he ran away in a hurry.

After running out of this corridor, Tao Yiran stood at the corner of the stairs and breathed slowly, thinking to himself: Woooooo Northerners are really scary.

But Chen Yueyang didn't know that in Tao Yiran's heart, he had already been divided into the same group as He Lian and Xing.

After all, in the eyes of Taiwanese, the boundary between the north and the south is not the Qinling Mountains and the Huaihe River, nor is there heating. He believes that all people north of Taipei are from the north.

However, although Tao Yiran was afraid of him, Yin Songye was not.

Yin Songye even regained his composure a little bit.

Ever since Shen Shicang and Chen Yueyang changed their bodies, Chen Yueyang never came to the lounge of the student union again, and Shen Shicang never mentioned him again. The setting of the Disciplinary Committee is like turning over the pages of a book, no one will remember it anymore.

In the past, the vice president, who was under one person and above ten thousand people, shook his spirits again.

"What are you doing here for evening self-study?" Yin Songye raised his chin and said proudly to him, "I'm going to do late self-study, make a note."

Hearing this, Chen Yueyang couldn't help frowning.

This person is really itchy if he doesn't stick out for a day. He hasn't come for a few days, and he's pulling like this again?

Therefore, Chen Yueyang raised his hand, flicked his head with his fingers, and said with a light smile: "If you remember this, I won't bother you, old man. I am the chairman of the Disciplinary Committee. What about the students in the class?"

Yin Songye was angry: "You——!"

"Okay, okay, let's leave you and me, are you annoying?" Chen Yueyang leaned against the door with his arms folded, and asked him, "I ask you, have you finished copying your Chinese textbooks? Everyone is eagerly looking forward to it on the forum." waiting."

Yin Songye: ...

Yin Songye: "Hmph!"

After finishing speaking, he knew that he couldn't beat Chen Yueyang, so he left the classroom angrily holding the document.

With no one in the way blocking the door, Chen Yueyang finally saw the situation in the classroom clearly.

It seems that because today is not the regular meeting day of the student union, there are not many students in the activity classroom. After Yin Songye and Tao Yiran left, there were only three students left in the classroom except Mingyue.

These few people are different from Yin Songye, let's not talk about how much "Shen Shicang" was used to Chen Yueyang's misbehavior in this classroom a while ago, but Chen Yueyang's own "black history" is enough to make everyone dare not provoke them.

So, when Chen Yueyang stepped into the classroom, none of the four said anything.

He closed the door smoothly, then looked around the classroom, and finally set his sight on the seat where Shen Shicang usually sat.

Chen Yueyang walked towards that position step by step as if no one was around.

In the end, he sat on Shen Shicang's usual chair to deal with student union affairs, leaning on his chin in a daze.

At this moment, no one in the classroom dared to say anything.

After a while, the other three people in the room also left, leaving only Mingyue and him.

Mingyue was still seriously looking at the accounts bit by bit, without saying anything, while Chen Yueyang turned his head to look at the stars outside the window, but didn't say anything.

After looking at the stars for a while, he really felt that he was covering his face, so he opened the small drawer on Shen Shicang's desk with a smirk.

Chen Yueyang discovered that this person was basically a patient with advanced obsessive-compulsive disorder.

There are three small drawers in total. The first layer contains 0.5mm black Chenguang water-based pens, and the second layer contains 0.5mm black water-based refills. On the third layer, there are hanging A small black lock.

I don't even know what's in it.

Chen Yueyang was bored, and finally found some suspenseful incidents, which naturally aroused his interest.

He carefully observed the third drawer back, forth, left, and right. He even turned out his mobile phone and switched it to the flashlight mode, but this drawer looked like a ghost, and he couldn't see what was in it at all.

Unwillingly, Chen Yueyang took back his mobile phone, and sat back on the chair, thinking about countermeasures while turning his pen.

At this time, he caught a glimpse of Mingyue from the corner of his eye.

"Mingyue," he called out, and then asked, "do you know what's in this drawer?"

Mingyue raised her head upon hearing the sound, looked at him, then looked at the drawer, and replied truthfully, "I've never seen the president open that drawer."

"It's weird, could it be that he has hidden a mine?" Chen Yueyang complained, while flipping the lock on the drawer twice.

However, just as he was fiddling with the black lock, Mingyue walked slowly to the table.

"Chen, Chen Yueyang... I have something to tell you!" The girl's cheeks were slightly red, and she was extremely nervous.

Hearing this, Chen Yueyang paused, then turned to look at her.

The finger that was spinning the pen stopped, and then he stood up from the chair, his expression became serious in an instant.

Chen Yueyang: "You say."

Mingyue paused, pinching the corners of her clothes nervously with both hands, staring at the toes of her shoes, silent for a long time, finally blushing, raised her head to look at him, her gaze was persistent and firm, as if mustering up a lot of courage.

Mingyue said: "Chen Yueyang, you, do you still remember how we met?"

Chen Yueyang thought about it for a while, and then said: "Remember, didn't your cat run up and down the tree and couldn't get up, and then I got it down and returned it to you."

"Yeah!" Mingyue nodded, and then continued, "Actually... I should have liked you since then..."

"But I didn't know it at the time, and then I just felt that if you helped me, I would help you too, so every time the vice president catches you skipping classes and studying, I will secretly release water for you, and in the absence book, Erase your record, I thought... I thought I was just paying you back."

"But when the Disciplinary Committee was on patrol, I could only see you for a short while. You were so good that you got out of school in no time. I wanted to see more of you, so...so I always took the initiative to take over you." A lot of heavy work, and then I went to ask you for help, yes, I'm sorry, I just want to see you more, I didn't mean to make you work more, don't be angry..."

"It's okay," Chen Yueyang said, "I don't mind the little work, I'm not tired anyway."

"That's fine," Mingyue smiled and continued, "It's fine if you don't get angry. If you don't, I'll confess."

She put her hands behind her back and clasped them together. The knuckles of her ten fingers were all white. It seemed that she had put in a lot of effort to say all these words.

The girl's bright eyes reflected the energy-saving lamps in the classroom, and the whole room was so quiet that it seemed that even the sound of a needle falling could be heard.

Mingyue took a deep breath, then raised her head, stared at the young man in front of her without blinking, and said word by word: "Chen Yueyang, I like you."

What should come will come after all.

Looking at her persistent and firm eyes, Chen Yueyang fell into a deep loss.

Do your eyes sparkle like this when you like someone?Do people get so nervous too?

But there is still time to ask these questions later, the most urgent thing is to respond to the other party's mood well.Even if you refuse, you must make it clear seriously.

Chen Yueyang: "Mingyue, I—"

However, before he finished speaking, the sound of the door lock bolt being pushed down came from the classroom.

Chen Yueyang turned his head and saw Shen Shicang standing at the door with dark eyes, looking at him without saying a word.