you're so stubborn

A small wound on Xie Yu's chin healed a long time ago.

It's just that he doesn't like that shallow mark, so Xie Lang would apply scar cream on him every day before going to bed.

The scar removal ointment was not dry and he couldn't sleep, so Xie Yu couldn't stop taking the ointment and applying it on his brother's face.

"The scar on brother's face hasn't healed yet, so you have to wipe it off too!" the child mumbled while wiping it off.

The incision on Xie Lang's face was not serious and had already healed. When he removed the gauze two days ago, he deliberately picked off a little scar that had scabbed over. If it took too long, it would scare Xie redundantly.

It's been two days, and the tender meat with the scar removed is almost healed.

So Xie Lang was very relieved to let Xie Yuyu come closer to his face to apply the medicine.

"Brother," the child asked after finishing his verbosity, "Why did Brother Ouchen leave today?"

"He has his own home, so he can't live in our house all the time." Xie Lang leaned on the sofa and looked up at the ceiling in a daze.

"Oh," Xie Yu nodded, "Then when will he come to our house again?"

"What are you doing?" Xie Lang withdrew his gaze and looked at Xie Yuyu, "You miss him."

"Think about it!" Xie Yu responded innocently, "I miss Brother Ou Chen! I also miss Ou Ziyu!"

"You can see Ou Ziyu tomorrow when you go to school." Xie Lang said.

Xie Yu fell silent, and didn't even wipe off the medicine for his brother. He pursed his lips and looked unhappy.

"Xie Hao has transferred to another school, so no one will bully you in the future." Xie Lang stretched out his hand to smooth Xie Yuyu's knit brows.

After stroking it twice, he found out belatedly that the child didn't know how to frown before, but he didn't find out why the child frowned in the first place, and he couldn't remember the first time the child started to frown. when.

Xie Lang sighed inwardly, and suddenly felt that his elder brother was not doing his job well at all.

"But the students still remember..." Xie Yuyu sighed, and lay down on his brother very skillfully, wrapping his arms around his neck to find his most familiar sense of security.

"Then let's not go, let's go after they all graduate from primary school." Xie Lang patted the child's buttocks, and said patiently and gently.

"Then I've grown up too!" Xie Yuyu raised his head to look at his brother, "I won't even be able to go to the first grade when I grow up!"

"Then go to university directly. When the time comes, my brother will put a small table and bench in the university, and you will sit next to me. That's all right."

Xie Yu thought for a while, "It doesn't seem to work, isn't it that I'm too young? Can the teacher still see me?"

Xie Lang is happy. After all, the child's thoughts are relatively pure. He doesn't think about whether he is qualified to enter the university, nor whether he can understand the courses of the university. He only thinks about the teacher who is younger than other students. Can't you see him?

"Isn't it good that you can't see it, so you can be lazy." Xie Lang put down the scar cream in the child's hand, carried the child up from the sofa and walked to the bed. I am tired today and don't want to draw pictures.

"I'm not lazy!" Xie Yu had just been placed on the pillow by Xie Lang, so he rolled along the pillow to make room for his brother.

"No, no one is as diligent as you." Xie Lang went to bed and turned off the bedroom lights, leaving only a small desk lamp on the computer desk.

One warm lamp could not illuminate the whole bedroom.

In the dark, Xie Yu moved to his brother's side bit by bit, put a small arm on his brother's stomach, and didn't speak for a long time.

Xie Lang swiped Weibo with his mobile phone, scratched Xie's redundant chin and asked, "Why aren't you talking? Are you sleepy?"

Xie Yu held his brother's hand and stopped him from scratching his chin, because the scar cream hadn't dried yet.

"Brother, you are not happy today, are you?"

Xie Lang was taken aback.

The child was brought up by his elder brother, so he is always more sensitive to his elder brother's emotions. He doesn't need special observation, he can feel it from a look or a movement of his elder brother.

My brother usually doesn't go to bed so early, unless he is sick when he has to be hugged and coaxed by his brother, he will go to bed very early, otherwise he will sit in front of the computer and draw for a while.

I don't draw today.

So the child felt that his brother was unhappy today.

Xie Lang didn't speak, he held up his phone and didn't look up, just looked at a certain point in the void, blankly and empty himself.

"Brother," Xie Yu looked up at his brother, "Why are you unhappy?"

Yes, why.

Xie Lang became confused.

"No reason!" Ou Chen angrily rolled himself into the quilt, ignoring no one.

Ou Ze patiently sat on the edge of the bed, patting up and down the quilt that Ou Chen had propped up with his gauze-wrapped hand.

Ou Chen didn't want to say, so he didn't ask.

It's just that I suddenly remembered the boy I met last time, and I still couldn't help but want to nag a few words.

"Chenchen, liking someone is a very positive thing. If you can become happier in the process of liking someone than before you met him, then you won't consume yourself excessively, but if you like someone If that person always makes you sad, it means that you are really not suitable, and your insistence will only drag yourself down and burden the other party."

Ou Chen didn't say a word, but his thoughts were lost for a while following his father's words.

That's right, he was so happy before he fell in love with Xie Lang.

With this cutie today, with that cutie tomorrow, if you are unhappy, you can change to another one. Anyway, there will always be someone who will make him happy.

But now, since he fell in love with Xie Lang, he has been scolded or beaten every day. If he is impatient, he has to look at his face.

Isn't he more handsome!

What the hell is so great about it!

It's worth making yourself so unhappy all the time!

But it is impossible for Ou Chen to tell his father these things, so he can only feel depressed.

How long has he been depressed, how long has his father been by his side, and the palm on his shoulder has never moved away, just comforting him silently and firmly,

After about half an hour or so, Ou Chen couldn't bear to feel depressed anymore, so he sat up from the bed with an awkward face.

He didn't speak when he got up, and just stared at his father with a resentful face.

Knowing what he wanted to say, Ou Ze sighed, took off his suit jacket, rolled up his clean shirt cuffs, revealing a gauze-wrapped forearm.

"The worker had a conflict with someone. I went up to pull the frame, but I was accidentally pushed down and hit the nail on the iron frame. I made a long cut and sewed six stitches." Ou Ze explained one by one. , I didn't dare to hide any more.

"Where's that hand?" Ou Chen asked ferociously.

"There is no injury on this hand, it's just for teasing you." Ou Ze removed the gauze on his right hand, with a free and elegant temperament in his slow movements.

Ou Chen glanced at his father's intact right hand, then at his gauze-wrapped arm, and immediately became angry, "You are the boss! Why are you the one who makes trouble? You can't send a manager Shall we go!"

"You say that I'm the boss. If someone comes to my place to make trouble, it must be my boss." Ou Ze said softly.

"What about daddy!" Ou Chen was still very upset, "Isn't he with you today! Can't he, the boss of Sanyuan Street, still not be able to shake some hooligans!"

"Chenchen," Ou Ze's tone suddenly became serious, "You are not young now, you should know that the rules and laws of this society can't solve the problem with violence. It's not the thug I hired, why should I push him out to solve the problem for me?"

Ou Chen was speechless, and after a long silence, he choked out a very blunt sentence, "Then next time someone makes trouble, you can ask me to go, I may not be able to help you, but I will protect you You can still bully others!"

Ou Ze's heart warmed up, he raised his hands and rubbed Ou Chen's hair and sighed, "If you didn't say this, I haven't realized that my son who only wets the bed and only cries and calls Dad has grown up so big. , can protect me in turn.”

"Who...who wetted the bed!" Ou Chen's face became hot, and he rubbed his legs subconsciously, as if confirming something.

"Whoever wets the bed is the one," Ou Ze patted his head, "Okay, hurry up and eat, your father is still waiting downstairs."

Xie Lang fooled the child into falling asleep, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

I had insomnia all night yesterday, and today is another night.

Xie Lang sighed sadly, feeling that he was in danger of sudden death at any time, but the active emotions in his mind could not be calmed down, and everyone was so excited that he wanted to run a whole marathon.

Xie Lang couldn't sleep even if he slept hard, so Xie Lang simply got up and went to the yard to smoke.

The wind at night was a bit cold, but it was just enough for Xie Lang to calm down slowly.

Xie Lang knew what he was depressed about, but rather than knowing what he was depressed about, he wanted to know why he was depressed.

He is very clear about what kind of person Ou Chen is, and he is also very clear about how he feels about Ou Chen.

So he doesn't know where is the point of his depression?

Why didn't Ou Chen come to school suddenly to find him?

Or... close to Ye Yunyang in Ouchen?

do not know....

I can't tell...

The white mist slowly spewed out of his mouth seemed to float into his heart, covering him with layers of confusion.

The phone vibrated in his hand, but Xie Lang didn't care, it was probably an app that sent the push notification in the middle of the night.

Taking a slow puff of the cigarette, the sound of vibration reappeared in the exhaled smoke.

Xie Lang then picked up his phone and took a look, it was WeChat.

It's a bit late, who sent him a WeChat message?

Open it and take a look...it's Ochen.

- chat

-?

Ou Chen doesn't want to talk to Xie Lang, very, very don't want to talk to, 1 don't want to talk to, he doesn't want to talk to any man in the world!

It can be said that ten thousand is ten thousand, when he is full and has nothing to do, he still misses Xie Lang the most.

After taking a shower and laying down on the bed, he pulled out the scene where he met Xie Lang in the afternoon and thought about it over and over again. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

After a week of getting along with the two of them applying medicine every day, he could clearly feel that Xie Lang's attitude towards him had undergone a qualitative leap compared to before, not to mention anything else, at least he wasn't so unloving Take care of him.

Since he didn't dislike him so much, there was no reason to give him a face when he came up, after all, the injury on his back was still there.

Although Xie Lang is not very polite, he knows how to measure, so even if he is not willing to talk to him, he will force him to smile because of the injury on his back.

Today, it was as if he had set fire to a dynamite factory and insisted on killing him.

So Ou Chen was very sure that there must be a problem in some link that he didn't notice, which caused him to accidentally touch Xie Lang's fuse.

Ou Chen squinted his eyes, pretending to be like Conan.

It’s okay to go to No. [-] Middle School, it’s okay to wear Qi Ming’s school uniform, it’s okay to change clothes and wait for Qi Ming to find him sneakers, it’s okay to meet Ye Yunyang while changing sneakers, and I asked Ye Yunyang a few questions about Xie Lang also not.....

and many more!

has a problem!

Ou Chen suddenly pouted from the bed!The shocked disbelief and the uncontrollable ecstasy on his face almost couldn't let go of that face.

Yes!Xie Lang saw Ye Yunyang was with him!

So what is this called?

Is this the legendary...jealous!

I rely on!

This is too fucking exciting!

The moment this cognition suddenly surfaced in Ou Chen's mind, he felt that he could do it again!

At that time, I was as excited as the hot water boiling on the stove, wishing to lift the lid of the pot eight feet high.

Then he remembered the scene where he met Ye Yunyang when he first went to Thirteen Middle School to find Xie Lang for lunch. Needless to say, Xie Lang must have been jealous at that time!

Also eat very seriously!

In the end, I couldn't even eat anymore!

and so!

really!

Xie Lang has long had a beautiful love for him!

He hadn't noticed it until now!Xie Lang was wrong!It's so wrong!

Finally smoothing out the mess, Ou Chen took the mobile phone lying in the pocket of the school uniform at a flying speed, as if he had opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, and opened Xie Lang happily. dialog box.

In order not to make himself look so frivolous and casual, he purposely suppressed that fluttering energy, and only typed two words coldly—chat

Then he held his phone in anticipation and waited for a response.

As a result, Xie Lang, who had a beautiful love for him, did not return him.

Detective Ou Chen pondered quietly for a while, and came to the conclusion that Xie Lang loved him so much that it was impossible to ignore him, and then very sensiblely gave Xie Lang an excuse that he must be busy drawing pictures and didn't see the news.

So it doesn't matter, since Xie Lang didn't see it, he will send another one.

-?

10 minute passed, no reply.

Half an hour passed and there was no reply.

Ou Chen didn't return when he fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, my mother didn't reply!

Row!

Xie Lang is awesome!

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A certain scum: This article is also known as: "Xie Lang Fishing, Brother Chen Takes the Bait"

Ou Chen: Are you polite?