After swapping bodies with the deadly enemy

After hearing Shen Shicang's words, Chen Yueyang was stunned instantly.

The light amber eyes rolled around, and then he asked again as if he didn't hear clearly: "What did you just say?"

Shen Shicang put down his pen, then stood up from the chair, looked at him at the same level, and said word by word: "On the last day of the first year of high school, why did you let a group of delinquents block me at the back door?"

At this moment, the memory seems to return to the first year of high school.

At that time, Shen Shicang had just joined the student union and was appointed as the vice president of the student union.City No. [-] Middle School at that time was different from what it is now. In the first year of senior high school, there were parallel classes. In the third year of senior high school, there were only top classes and ordinary classes. That's why Chen Yueyang and Shen Shicang were put into the same class.

When Chen Yueyang met Shen Shicang for the first time, he felt very amazed.

Because, his appearance is really good-looking, and his whole person looks clean and gentle. Compared with ordinary boys who have just entered high school, he is so perfect that he does not look like a person from the earth.

Boys who seem to be out of group are always unavoidable to be discussed in private.

"Brother Yang, look at that man." Zhao Pengxuan raised his chin in Shen Shicang's direction, and then whispered, "He looks like a clean freak. I hope I won't be so unlucky and share the same table with him." .”

Zhao Pengxuan had been hanging out with Chen Yueyang and others since he was in high school. If it wasn't for Mingyue and the basketball team's selection of positions, perhaps this person would not have such an ugly fight with Chen Yueyang in the end.

"If you want me to say that you are useless," Chen Yueyang complained about him, "A real man doesn't care about cleanliness. If I am at the same table with him, either I conquered him, or he was conquered by me gone."

Lu Jiping asked blankly: "Boss, is there any difference between 'you conquered him' and 'he was conquered by you'?"

Song Mingyan patted him on the head and explained: "Stupid, you don't know this. If the boss conquers him, he will naturally let him be sloppy with the boss. If he is conquered by the boss, he will help the boss clean up." '

Hearing Song Mingyan's words, Chen Yueyang kicked him with a smile, and cursed: "As long as you understand the matter, you talk too much everywhere."

Afterwards, in order to prove to his brothers that he was a real man, Chen Yueyang ran to "conquer" Shen Shicang.

Shen Shicang sat at the first table in the middle, and the seat next to him was still vacant.

Chen Yueyang carried his schoolbag on one shoulder, and walked in that direction carelessly, but before he could speak, he saw a boy standing in front of Shen Shicang and asked him politely: "Classmate, can I sit next to you? "

That man wore thick rimless glasses, his face was rigid and serious, and his facial features were handsome, but compared with Shen Shicang, he was not good enough.

Chen Yueyang directly threw his schoolbag on the seat next to Shen Shicang, slapped it on the table, raised his chin and said, "No, because there is someone next to him."

The man pushed his glasses and said solemnly: "Student, this is the first row. You don't like listening to lectures. Sitting here is a waste."

Not only was Chen Yueyang not wearing a school uniform, but he was also wearing a shocking trendy brand of casual clothing. His bangs were combed with hairspray, and a pair of bright red Adidas were flamboyant. From top to bottom, he was full of Not serious.It is hard to believe that he will pay attention to the lectures.

In fact, Chen Yueyang, who was in the first year of high school, never really listened to the class seriously.

But it's one thing for him not to pay attention to the class, and another thing for him to sit where he wants to sit.

So, Chen Yueyang said to him: "I'm going to sit next to him, don't you agree?"

He was famous for fighting when he was in junior high school, and within a few days of entering the third year of junior high school, he took care of several gangs of unscrupulous teenagers who had been in trouble in the nearby high school one by one. Since then, the name "Chen Yueyang" Even if he is famous in the student circle of Forty-Nine City.

Yin Songye moved his lips, and pushed his glasses again, but didn't dare to say anything, and sat in another seat with his schoolbag in his arms.

From then on, the relationship between the two began.

Chen Yueyang owes a lot to his hands. He doesn't like to listen to lectures in class. He either reads comic books under the teacher's nose, or sleeps openly.His family background makes people afraid to mess with him, so the teachers of various subjects and class teachers never dare to control him.

But when it came to the self-study class, he slept all day to recharge his energy, and then began to torment Shen Shicang.

Chen Yueyang's greatest hobby is to pass notes to Shen Shicang in the self-study class.

Because Shen Shicang didn't have a mobile phone for a while, Chen Yueyang could only use this most primitive way to harass him.

There was never any serious words written on the note, it was either coquettish or nonsense, just like his people, it made Shen Shicang blush every time, or else he was so angry.

Later, Shen Shicang simply didn't even look at it, and Chen Yueyang felt that it was boring, so he started to draw.

Chen Yueyang leaned on his chin and stared sideways at him, making Shen Shicang feel uncomfortable.

After staring at it for a few minutes, Chen Yueyang said to him: "For the sake of your good looks, let me draw a portrait of you."

He found a blank draft paper, drew a few strokes in twos and threes, folded it, and handed it to Shen Shicang.

Shen Shicang glared at him, but didn't answer.

"Look at it," Chen Yueyang tugged his sleeve lightly, and whispered to him, "I'm very talented in drawing, and I drew you so handsomely. If you don't look at it, I'll take it away. I didn't show you either."

After finishing speaking, Chen Yueyang made a gesture to take back the painting.

Shen Shicang said to him almost subconsciously: "Give it to me."

"Eh?" Chen Yueyang was taken aback, "You want to see it again? That's right, I'll give it to you." After speaking, he handed over the painting.

When Shen Shicang opened it, his fair and handsome face sank in an instant.

On the draft paper, there was a vivid... penguin drawn.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha how is it, Shen Shicang, do you look a lot like you!" Chen Yueyang laughed until tears came out, "I'm good at drawing, right? The temperament of this swan is very similar to yours, isn't it?"

Shen Shicang: ...

His smile attracted Song Mingyan and others.

Lu Jiping looked at the things on that piece of paper, and said bluntly: "Boss, you draw a very similar Peking duck."

Song Mingyan: "I think it's more like a penguin."

Zhao Pengxuan: "To be reasonable, the thing Yang drew is more like a pig..."

Chen Yueyang: ...

He tolerated roast ducks and penguins, at least like swans, they are both considered species in the same category, but what does "pig" mean?ah? !

Chen Yueyang deeply felt that his art talent had been severely trampled on, and he was very upset, so he kicked Zhao Pengxuan and scolded him: "Get out, get out, a bunch of things without art bacteria, I am too lazy to talk to you guys." say."

A group of people knew that he could fight, and they didn't dare to make him anxious, so they all returned to their seats at the same time, those who should read comics read comics, and those who should play with their mobile phones played with their mobile phones.

When Chen Yueyang turned his head to look at Shen Shicang again, he saw that Shen Shicang was seriously writing the exercise book, and the draft paper was rolled into a ball by him and thrown into the wastebasket on the desk.

"Why did you throw it away for me?" Chen Yueyang picked up the "waste paper" that was clumped together, and said to him, "This is the first time I have painted a portrait for someone else."

Shen Shicang ignored him, didn't even look at him, and was still writing the exercise book.

Chen Yueyang flattened the painting, then folded it bit by bit into a moderately large rectangle, and involuntarily snatched the exercise book from Shen Shicang's desk.

In this way, the blue water-based pen drew a heavy and long mark on the page of the exercise book.

Chen Yueyang didn't pay attention to the blue stroke at all, he opened the last page of the exercise book, then stuffed the folded draft paper inside, closed the exercise book again, handed it to Shen Shicang, and said: "You keep it, this thing can be sold for a lot of money in the future."

Shen Shicang grabbed the exercise book, looked at the scratches on it, and couldn't help frowning.

Chen Yueyang said again: "I'm serious, if I become a great painter in the future, this is my first manuscript, and it must be worth a lot."

Shen Shicang didn't bother to talk to him, but Chen Yueyang never gave up his love for painting.

He paints every now and then, and he also specializes in painting Shen Shicang.

When Lu Jiping saw that the boss who hangs out with him every day only drew Shen Shicang alone, he felt uncomfortable, so one day when he skipped class together to play games in an Internet cafe, he couldn't help asking him: "Boss, why do you always draw Shen Shicang? Huh? Aren't we buddies? Why don't you draw me?"

Regarding this, Chen Yueyang said: "Your looks don't match my art talent. How talented I am, I must be able to draw beautiful people. I can draw you? Is it too talented to use it?"

Of course, for the man who can paint a swan as a Peking duck, he seems to have misunderstood his talent.

But no one dared to speak out, for fear of being beaten.

Guan Zhe couldn't help but said: "Then why don't you draw the school girl in the third year of high school? She is also a beauty."

Chen Yueyang thought for a while, and then said: "I want to, too, but that's considered harassment of girls, that's not good, and besides, if senior sister Xiaohua falls in love with me, it's not good if she insists on dating early and delays her college entrance examination. "

Song Mingyan laughed loudly: "Boss is always so confident."

Zhao Pengxuan also said: "Because the boss is handsome enough."

When Chen Yueyang heard this, he was very happy, and praised him: "Of course, it's Lao Zhao who sees things clearly, and he has suffered such a huge IQ at a young age."

What happened later was similar to these.

Chen Yueyang hardly left a good impression in front of Shen Shicang.

He remembered that the thing he did the most was to stuff a copy of "Men's Clothes" in Shen Shicang's schoolbag.

That was the first time Chen Yueyang heard Shen Shicang swear. Moreover, his cheeks were flushed with anger, and his chest heaved unsteadily.

"Teaching you to grow up, what's wrong with it?" Chen Yueyang smacked his lips and said to him with a smile, "Where is this? One day you will rush out of China and go to the world, and Japan, Europe and the United States are waving to you .”

When he spoke dirty words, his face didn't blush and his heart didn't beat, and finally, under Shen Shicang's murderous gaze, he shut up and went for a walk.

As a result, within a few days, in the last self-study class of the first year of high school, Chen Yueyang received a note from Shen Shicang for the first time.

For several days in a row, Shen Shicang didn't say a word to him, and didn't even give him a look. Chen Yueyang felt a little guilty, thinking that he was mad at him, so he didn't dare to go again Tease him.

As a result, he actually took the initiative to pass the note over this day.

Chen Yueyang opened the note in the mood of "Could it be too dirty for him to swear, so he wrote it out for me?"

However, the contents of the note surprised him.

It said: after school, back door.

Chen Yueyang:? ? ?

With a dazed expression on his face, he read the four Chinese characters and two punctuation marks back and forth on the note several times, and came to a very miraculous conclusion: Shen Shicang was asking him to meet.

This is wrong, this is unscientific, he should feel annoyed when he sees himself, how could he take the initiative to ask him to meet.

Chen Yueyang couldn't figure it out more and more, so he put away the note, raised his head, and asked him word by word, "Are you dating me?"

Shen Shicang: "Yes."

This time Chen Yueyang was even more confused.

Chen Yueyang asked him curiously: "You...why did you ask me out?"

Shen Shicang paused before saying, "I have something to tell you."

What words?Swear at him?

Chen Yueyang was a little confused.

However, this day, he did not skip the afternoon self-study class, but lay on the table in a daze and played with his mobile phone. While playing, he fell asleep.When it was time to leave school, he didn't even wake up.

Chen Yueyang was woken up by Lu Jiping and Guan Zhe.

On the last day of the first year of high school, the final exam has ended, and the [-]-day summer vacation tutoring spontaneously organized by City No. [-] Middle School has also ended.

At this time, he should have gone to practice basketball with Lu Jiping and others.

Chen Yueyang followed Lu Jiping and Guan Zhe to the stadium, and suddenly remembered the incident that Shen Shicang asked him to meet after school.

"Shen Shicang asked me to go to the back door," Chen Yueyang said to the two of them, "It's probably not a big deal, I'll go back as soon as I go."

After finishing speaking, Chen Yueyang ran towards the back door of the school.

Because it was Shen Shicang who made an appointment with him, Chen Yueyang didn't care too much, so that when he arrived at the back door, without any mental preparation, someone covered his head from behind.

Fortunately, he was very skilled, so he threw that man directly over his shoulder.

The headed man had a bald head and a long scar on his forehead, so he didn't look like a good stubble.

The man sneered and said: "If nine people are not enough to fight, then nine more people will come."

Chen Yueyang didn't know this person, but he knew that it was too late to find Guan Zhe and Lu Jiping, so he was ready to face it alone.

The other party brought a total of eight people, including the leader, there were nine in total.

The fight between unscrupulous teenagers is a deadlock, there is no way to solve it, only to fight more and more fiercely.Today you beat me into the hospital, and tomorrow I beat you into the hospital, hurting each other, endlessly.

So, this time Chen Yueyang was carried into the ambulance.

He injured a leg, but fortunately there was no fracture, only a dislocation. After the anesthesia wore off, he grinned in pain, and Lu Fengzhi fainted from crying on the spot.

After being discharged from the hospital, Chen Yueyang became more restrained than before.

This kind of restraint is not because he is afraid of things, but because he feels that such retribution is meaningless and will only make his family more worried.

He didn't know any of those people, and he knew that he would be at the back door at that time, only Shen Shicang.

Guan Zhe and Lu Jiping were aggrieved and wanted to discuss this matter, but Chen Yueyang refused.

Apart from not wanting to worry Lu Fengzhi, Chen Yueyang also felt that the matter of "Men's Clothes" was overdone, so this matter should be left alone.It's just that the rumor on the forum about Shen Shicang and Chen Yueyang's feud since high school began to spread wildly from this moment on.

But recalling here, Chen Yueyang also couldn't remember when he had asked someone to block Shen Shicang at the back door of the school.

Chen Yueyang thought about it several times, but he could only remember that on the last day of his freshman year, he was broken by a group of people Shen Shicang found.

So, he asked Shen Shicang again: "Can you say it again?"

Shen Shicang glanced at him, and then said nothing.

Chen Yueyang thought for a while, then asked tentatively: "I remember when you were just in the second year of high school, you still had a plaster cast on your arm... You don't think it's because of me, do you?"

Shen Shicang lowered his head, and continued to turn out the math paper.

This matter has always been a thorn in his heart, and every time he touches it, he is so painful that he can't breathe. Over time, it grows together with his flesh and blood, and it can't be pulled out again.

After the summer vacation, arts and sciences are divided into classes, and there are very few opportunities for the two to meet again.

Later, two wind directions appeared in the forum like the tip of a needle against a wheat awning, silently pulling the two people farther and farther apart.

No one is willing to look back, and no one can take a step forward.

Slowly, it became the appearance of a stranger.

Shen Shicang has never been a person who is good at expressing himself with words, rather than saying that he is easily shy, it would be more appropriate to say that he is restrained.

His personality is very similar to Shen Shiwang's. Those who are cheerful and good at talking are not big things, but in front of Shen Shicang, they are not easy things.

Otherwise, Shen Shicang would not have had a cold war with Shen Shiwang for two years.

If it wasn't for Chen Yueyang's sudden appearance, breaking into the cold war relationship between Shen Shicang and Shen Shiwang, maybe even now, the relationship between the two Shen brothers still hasn't broken the ice.

If Chen Yueyang didn't ask, he might never mention this matter.

But fortunately, Chen Yueyang asked.

Shen Shicang put down his pen again and stared at the paper, but couldn't read a single word.

The thorn deeply pierced into the heart seemed to be being pulled out bit by bit.

His voice trembled from the pain, but he still said the sentence again: "Why did you find someone to block me?"

Shen Shicang knew that he was asking the question knowingly.

He still remembered that in his freshman year of high school, he saw with his own eyes that a boy from another school who came to find fault with Chen Yueyang just said a dirty word in front of Chen Yueyang, and he was beaten so badly that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

When he saw the magazine, he was in a hurry, but Chen Yueyang didn't react too much at that time, he was still grinning and in need of a beating as before.

Shen Shicang thought that in Chen Yueyang's eyes, he was different from other people.

It turned out that there was no difference.

He beat up eight people with a cold face, but his arm was also broken by the ninth person with a steel pipe.

The man was frightened half to death by his strength, threw away the steel pipe and fled away like hell.

Shen Shicang went to the hospital in a calm mood. Since then, the two of them have hardly spoken again.Until the day when they exchanged souls by accident.

Before that, the two of them seemed to be living in two besieged cities without doors.

Even now, Shen Shicang only asked such a question, and there was not much emotion in his eyes.

But Chen Yueyang was different.

He now feels that he has been wronged to the extreme.

Chen Yueyang took a deep breath, then gritted his teeth and said, "Shen Shicang, do you have a mental illness?"

He slapped Shen Shicang's table with his palm, his voice was extremely loud, and his face was frighteningly gloomy, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

Shen Shicang lowered his eyes, and glanced at the hand that was slapped on the table. It was a circle smaller than his hand, but it was very beautiful, with long and slender fingers and clear bones.

He stood up from his seat, then raised his head to be at eye level with the other party.

Thousands of words seemed to be written in those starry eyes as clear as a cold pool, but the room was extremely quiet.

Chen Yueyang raised his hand, grabbed his shoulder, pressed him on the closet at once, and said angrily: "I still want to ask you, why did you find someone to beat me up?!"