you're so stubborn

After taking a shower and going out, Xie Lang let the child play on the bed by himself, and he started to draw.

Xie Lang already had a rough idea for the environmental-themed painting required by the exhibition, so he painted an old bicycle with a basket of red roses on it.

He only conceived this painting, because the reality gave him only enough time to paint this painting.

Before taking out his phone and clicking on the photo album, he habitually entered Ochen's circle of friends.

Ouchen didn't update any new news, just click on the photos posted on Valentine's Day.

Xie Lang clicked on the photo. He is not very good at taking pictures. He was disgusted by him when he took pictures of Ou Chen. He has more things to do than Xie Yuyu, but he is really good. He should have taken pictures. There were a dozen damn pictures, but in the end only this one was chosen to make the young master more pleasing to the eye.

But to be honest, the overall structure of this photo is still not very beautiful.

The specifics are not very good, and Xie Lang can't tell. After all, he is not a professional photographer, but from the perspective of his painting, the shooting angle of this photo is not very good, and the lighting is not very coordinated. It made Ouchen and Rose look not so bright.

If you draw by hand, Xie Lang specified that you can draw all the roses and the romance of the boy without a trace.....

Suddenly, Xie Lang's mind flashed, and he quickly sat up straight!

Ouchen was not included in his previous conception, because he felt that since he was advocating environmental protection, it would be more suitable for the theme to focus on natural landscapes, and some people would appear to be a bit overwhelming.

But if nature is anthropomorphic, it must be a sunny boy like Ou Chen.

With the emergence of such ideas, the original idea of ​​this painting in Xie Lang's mind is dissipating little by little, and then pieced together little by little with the crazy inspiration.

Xie Lang started to write.

The pain brought to the students by the start of school is simply destructive, and it is even more destructive to make up for winter vacation homework under the destructive pain.

When most of the class was making up homework, Ou Chen was just like an unrelated person who came for a walk, lying on the table and taking a nap leisurely.

Zhou Shuo and Lin Shuang, the two hard-working young masters, would make up homework for irrelevant people.

The homework for the two of them is also quite casual. Each paper only needs to write the first and last echoes, and don't write any questions in the middle. Anyway, the teacher won't read it carefully, as long as you hand it in, it's over.

In the time it took to study this lesson by themselves, the two of them finished the homework that Ouchen had to hand in during the winter vacation.

After the flag was hoisted, the monitor came back to collect the homework from Ou Chen, and she was really surprised, but when she saw the words that were not Ou Chen, she calmed down and returned to the expression of just saying it.

Ou Chen didn't pay much attention, and asked her to take away her homework and start to lie on the table to prepare for hibernation.

"Hey hey!" Zhou Shuo slid all the way from the back door to Ou Chen's side and patted his table, "Don't fall asleep, Chen'er! Let's go! I'll take you to see Sebris."

"You have a cramp in your tongue." Ou Chen didn't get up, and said to him in a muffled voice.

"Handsome guy!" Zhou Shuo said in a low voice, "A little handsome guy was transferred from the second class! Damn! He's a fucking mixed race! He looks like a doll! He looks so good! Get up and look!"

"Not interested, don't bother." Ou Chen was quite sad that he was not interested in handsome guys anymore.

"You really don't want to see it?" Zhou Shuo sighed.

Ou Chen fell silent.

The learning tasks at the beginning of school will not be too tight, mainly because these students have not fully recovered their minds, and they will not be able to learn if they are too tight.

So the experimental class didn't do anything else in the first week of school, and the exams were all taken, and these students were given the test. The teacher didn't teach them, and they had to be busy looking for textbooks to study by themselves.

When the private high school and ordinary classes are still slowly getting used to the start of the semester, they seem to have already prepared for the college entrance examination, and when they start class again, they are all thirsty for knowledge.

Xie Lang was different. He felt that his brain was about to be drained by such a high-intensity round of exams, and he urgently needed to replenish his brain with oxygen from the next physical education class.

Finally, when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Xie Lang was the first to rush out of the class.

There were students from other classes on the playground who had just finished class and were heading towards the teaching building, Xie Lang avoided them and went to the gymnasium.

The school blue Kaichun has a game to play, and he is busy with training recently, Xie Lang couldn't play a game with Qi Ming last time he came.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or too bad a coincidence when I came here this time, but I happened to meet Qi Ming dribbling the ball.

That person was Ou Chen.

Being a little far away, Xie Lang couldn't see Ouchen's specific expression clearly, but just looking at his youthful figure, he felt that he was much more lively than the last time we met.

very nice.

Xie Lang smiled softly, then turned to leave, but was stopped by Qi Ming who made a shot, "Xie Lang! Why are you leaving when you're here?"

His name has been called out, and it seems a bit deliberate to leave now. Xie Lang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, hid his expression, turned around and walked to the basketball court.

"You said that you two are really interesting. If you don't come together, it means that I have to play with you again." Qi Ming patted the ball and looked at Xie Lang.

Xie Lang opened his mouth, and before he could speak, Ou Chen opened his mouth first, "I don't need you to accompany me, I'm here to practice with you, remember to transfer the training fee to my WeChat later, I'll go back Class is over, see you later."

"Hey," Qi Ming stretched out his hand, "Let's go, don't fight for a while, anyway, it's not like you haven't been absent from class."

"I can go, but here is someone who can't go." Ochen walked to the rest area, took his coat from a boy and held it in his hand.

Qi Ming looked at the boy who came with Ou Chen, and quickly winked at Xie Lang.

Xie Lang understood Qi Ming's eyes, and also saw the boy walking towards him behind Ou Chen.

The boy was a head shorter than Ouchen, only reaching his shoulders, with lighter hair and fair appearance. It was only when he got closer to Xie Lang that his facial features showed some hint of mixed blood.

It's pretty good-looking, and it goes well with Ou Chen.

"Come play." Ou Chen walked up to Xie Lang and greeted him like an old acquaintance.

"Well, I'm tired from the exam, come and relax." Xie Lang also replied naturally.

"Are you still taking the exam?" Ou Chen was quite surprised.

"What do you mean, why don't I take the exam?" Xie Lang smiled, feeling that Ouchen was surprised as usual inexplicably.

"I thought you had the privilege, you don't want to take the exam if you don't want to..." Ou Chen rubbed his nose a little embarrassedly, "That's fine, you go and play, I'm going back to school for class."

"Well, bye." Xie Lang turned his body slightly to make way for them.

Ou Chen walked past him at a distance, and the two of them didn't even touch a piece of clothing in the not-so-spacious passage.

"Oh, that's right!" Ou Chen took two steps and turned to look at Xie Lang.

"Huh?" Xie Lang didn't move, and quickly looked up at him when he heard his voice.

Ou Chen was stunned, and soon returned to the natural state of meeting old friends, "I have never had a chance to ask you, how is grandpa doing?"

The phrase "I have never had a chance to ask you" was very sad, and Xie Lang felt uncomfortable after hearing it.

"It's pretty good. I take a walk in the yard every day." Xie Lang said.

"That's good," Ou Chen nodded, "Let's go."

The moment he turned around to leave, the natural smile on Ou Chen's face was shattered into pieces in an instant, and he walked out of the gate of the gymnasium, and when the wind blew, he didn't know where he threw it.

Ou Chen stopped in a little confusion, and wanted to look back at Xie Lang again, but the gate of the gymnasium behind him made a dull sound.

The door was closed.

I can't see anything when I look back...

"Ou Chen?" Bai Luo waved his hand in front of his eyes.

"It's okay." Ou Chen came back to his senses and put his coat on, "Let's go."

"Are you unhappy?" Bai Luo followed him.

"No." Ou Chen said very bluntly.

But actually he was a little angry, not at Bai Luo, but at Zhou Shuo and Lin Shuang, the bastards.

If these two bastards hadn't said that they were beaten up in the thirteenth high school, he wouldn't have come here at all, and he wouldn't have had the chance to be alone with Bai Luo who was also tricked here.

Not to mention... seeing Xie Lang.

"What can I do for you?" Bai Luo tentatively tickled Gou Ochen's thumb.

Ou Chen didn't take out his hand, but stopped and looked at him.

"Bai Luo," his eyes looked a little fierce, "You don't like boys, don't be misled by your feelings for your brother."

"No..." Bai Luo frowned aggrievedly, "I just really like you."

Ou Chen didn't have time to explain to Bai Luo that every time he looked at him, there was kindness towards his relatives.

But it's not his fault, the main reason is that this child seems to be brought up by his elder brother, so those family ties are distortedly combined at the restless age of adolescence, which makes Bai Luo unable to distinguish his own sexual orientation and preferences....

Ou Chen suddenly remembered Xie Yuyu, and wondered if he also had a mysterious emotional dependence on his brother when he grew up.

But these are no longer issues he can consider.

Sighing, Ou Chen pulled out his hand, "Then don't like me, I have someone I like, and you saw it just now."

"What's the situation with you two?" Qi Ming asked Xie Lang as he spun the basketball, "It's not the breakup season yet, why did you already break up?"

"Can you not gossip?" Xie Lang took off his coat and put it on the chair in the rest area.

"Listen to this impatient tone..." Qi Ming narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "Could it be that Ou Chen really gave you a green hat?"

Xie Lang stretched his ankles and asked casually, "Are they alright?"

"Hey!" Qi Ming pointed at him happily, "You want to trick me, don't you?"

"...You are sick." Xie Lang opened his hand.

"Forget it, for the sake of our golf friends for so many years, let me tell you," Qi Ming lowered his voice, as if making a secret signal, "I don't know if they are good or not, but I know they are very close, just now when Ou Chen came in, he held his hand, tsk! Careful, as if hurting his eyeballs... But to be honest, this little boy looks very pretty Handsome, much prettier than his previous ex-boyfriends."

Xie Lang looked at him expressionlessly.

Qi Ming stared at him blankly for a long time, and then couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"I'm sorry," he smiled hypocritically, "I forgot that you were one of those ex-boyfriends, but I definitely didn't count you just now, because you are more... ..."

"Are you still playing?" Xie Lang interrupted him.

"Da da da..." Qi Ming couldn't stop laughing.

"Why don't you laugh for 10 minutes first." Xie Lang looked at him unhappy.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, fight..." Qi Ming happily called a few team members to come over and join hands with them.

"Stop hitting, stop hitting!"

"Brother Chen, please forgive me!"

"If you hit again, you will die!"

"Hey, my leg! No, no, my dog's leg is broken!"

"I fucked my tailbone!"

The sound of Zhou Shuo and Lin Shuang's slaughtering pigs was heard on the rooftop where no one was around. It didn't look too miserable. I felt that if they were given a shot, they would all go to win the Double Best Actor Award.

Acting is quite the same thing.

"You two owe it to me!" Ou Chen didn't bother to move after being beaten twice, found a clean place and sat down, looking at them with a sullen face.

"Then who are we for?" Zhou Shuo rubbed his tailbone and stood up, "Aren't we thinking about your lifelong happiness!"

"It's not enough, is it?" Ou Chen raised his eyebrows.

"Brother Chen, it's really not our fault." Lin Shuang took two steps back from 1.7 meters by 1.8 meters, opening a safe distance for himself, "The main reason is that Bai Luo is very interesting to you, then I You two can't help..."

"I'm also very interested in you, why don't you wash up and lie on my bed?" Ou Chen looked at him.

Lin Shuang's chrysanthemum tightened, and he quickly waved his hands, "That can't be done! I'm 100% a steel straight man!"

"There will be another time!" Ou Chen pointed at them, "I can twist you two straight men into steel bars!"

"Isn't it you?" Zhou Shuo leaned over, "You really have no feelings for him? How beautiful is Baibai! Even better than that Ye Yunyang before!"

"Not as good-looking as Xie Lang..." Ou Chen retorted without thinking, and after refuting, he felt that he was really fucking worthless.

"Whether Xie Lang looks good has anything to do with you?" Zhou Shuo glared at him. Bitch you."

cheap.

"You take care of me, young master, I am happy!" Ou Chen got up and left

"Just die on Xie Lang!" Zhou Shuo shouted behind him.

"Ah." Ou Chen replied in an annoyed manner.

"Fuck!" Zhou Shuo was furious.

The art exhibition was held on March 20th, and Xie Lang handed in the manuscript on March [-]th.

I have to say that this is the slowest draft he has ever drawn. It took him ten days to draw, and he revised it repeatedly. When he was in a numb state where he didn’t know where else to fix it, he finished the draft in one go. Sent it to the organizer.

The day after it was posted, the organizer's official blog posted a Weibo, which contained a brief introduction of Mr. Xinghe's painting and the location of the painting in the exhibition.

Xie Lang glanced at it, and clicked to retweet it. After all, the official blog is all about him, so it would be impolite for him not to retweet it.

Teacher Xinghe's Weibo has [-] to [-] fans. As soon as he forwarded it, he received many fresh and enthusiastic comments.

Xie Lang glanced over, it was all about me going, I was going, I was going, and many lovely fans asked, what color sack should I take to catch Teacher Xinghe and carry it home.

Xie Lang chose one answer, let's go green, be environmentally friendly, catch the moon after catching the galaxy.

"Catch a galaxy and then a moon," Ou Chen gave a weird smile, "You're quite humorous."

"What?" Zhou Shuo asked him sideways.

"It's nothing." Ou Chen put on his mobile phone, sighed and leaned back in the back seat, "Are you busy this Sunday?"

"Why?" Zhou Shuo looked at him.

"Follow me to a place to see an art exhibition." Ou Chen said.

"Watching an art exhibition?" Zhou Shuo's eyes were full of surprise, "Do you still have this artistic atmosphere?"

"Just say whether you want to go or not." Ou Chen clicked his tongue.

"Go!" Zhou Shuo said, "Then can I take Qianqian with me?"

"...I'd like to take it with me." Ou Chen sighed.

"How embarrassing to let you be a light bulb again." Zhou Shuole had a gloating temperament, and he didn't see any embarrassment at all.

Ou Chen glanced out of the car window, and he was almost home, so Ou Chen said to the driver, "Uncle Zhang, let me put it down at the intersection in front of you, or I'm afraid I'll beat him to death."

"Let's smoke first." Uncle Zhang was used to the two of them fighting, so he didn't take this sentence seriously. "Anyway, we're almost home."

"Then what should I wear tomorrow?" Xie Yuyu stood in front of the mirror and tugged at his clothes in distress.

"Go bare." Xie Lang sat in front of the computer and screened the majors of the city's universities.

Originally, before this incident happened to grandpa, he planned to take Xie Yu to primary school in the city where he went to university.

But now, although grandpa is not completely paralyzed, his semi-paralyzed body makes it difficult for him to do some small things in daily life, and grandma can't handle grandpa well alone, so Xie Lang, let alone take Xie Yuyu away, is him I can't get away by myself.

So he doesn't plan to go to the recommended university, and plans to take the college entrance examination and go to a local university by himself.

But Changning is only a small third-tier city after all, and the local universities are very ordinary, not to mention how bad the teachers are, and they don't even have the major he plans to study.

However, there is an academy of fine arts that has a major that he can study, such as animation and animation.

If he chooses this university, then he may not be able to use all the science knowledge he has learned before, and he may even have to learn the knowledge about the new major from scratch.

It is not difficult to start from scratch, and a scientific research engineer is not a dream anyway.

So there is no giving up.

It's just a pity.....

Xie Lang is not that kind of selfless person, he is even a bit persistent and rebellious. He can give up certain things on his own initiative, but he doesn't like the feeling of giving up something for some reason.

This feeling will make him feel as if he is living for others...

"Don't go there naked, it's so embarrassing," Xie Yulai came over to lie on his brother's lap and acted like a baby, "Brother, help me find clothes."

"Don't bother," Xie Lang shook him, "I'm busy."

Xie Yuyu didn't think he was annoying, so he climbed up on his brother's legs and sat down.

"Tsk!" Xie Lang clicked on him, and leaned against him with his arms around the child, saving him from facing the computer screen, "You really don't get bored, do you?"

"I don't mind it," Xie Yuyu replied with a sense of peace of mind, leaning on his brother and swinging his legs leisurely, "Brother, will brother Ouchen go to your art exhibition tomorrow?"

Xie Lang didn't answer immediately, and was silent for a long time before he said, "Why do you miss Brother Ouchen so much?"

"He treats me well." Xie Yu said.

"Is Brother Qing treating you badly? Is Jiangnan treating you badly? Why don't you miss them?"

"Brother Jiangnan and Brother Qing came here two days ago," Xie Yuyu said and began to snap his fingers, "One Sunday, two Sundays, three Sundays... Brother Ouchen hasn't been here for several Sundays. Come here!"

"Brother Ouchen is busy." Xie Lang said casually.

"Brother," Xie Yuyu obviously didn't believe his brother, and asked his brother with a small face, "Did you quarrel with brother Ouchen?"

"No," Xie Lang smiled, "Why should I quarrel with him, I can't quarrel with him."

"Then why didn't he come to play with us?" Xie Yuyu sighed decently, "Did he go to play with someone else?"

Xie Lang didn't say anything, the boy who was with Ochen last time suddenly came to his mind.

Don't feel bad...that's bullshit.

But rather than seeing Ouchen standing there forever waiting for him, he would rather see Ouchen continue to move forward, or meet new people, or start a new relationship.

Suffering is real, and acceptance is also real.

To give up is to give up.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-olds are incapable of painting a bright future for their lover, but it is already very hard not to drag him into his own invisible future.

And Ou Chen, whom Xie Lang likes, has always been bright and sunny, such a person should have a future full of flowers along the way.

So he hoped that the people around Ou Chen would be in harmony with him as well.

The art exhibition was held in an art gallery near the university town. It opened at nine o'clock, and Ouchen got up at seven o'clock to pack up.

It's also quite sick. He has been with Xie Lang for so long and he has never paid much attention to his own image. He only thinks that he is good-looking and charming no matter what he looks like.

It has been more than a month since we broke up, and he actually took care of himself on this ghost day when he didn't know if he would meet Xie Lang.

He almost had to tidy up the clothes in the entire closet, and finally wore the first set of sportswear. After wearing it, he found a red sports headband and put it on his head.

After finishing the work, I went to look in the mirror, tsk, so fucking handsome.

Such a handsome boyfriend dares to dump, Xie Lang must be blind!

The mobile phone hummed a song on the bed, and Ouchen brushed his hair and walked over to pick up the mobile phone to have a look.

Depend on!It's past eight o'clock!

He put on clothes for more than an hour?

What the hell is this called?

"Hello, are you here?" Ou Chen answered Zhou Shuo's call, and asked him in a hurry as soon as he came up.

"Turning a corner, we will reach your door," Zhou Shuo said, "Have you come down yet?"

"Here we come." Ou Chen hung up the phone and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Xu Tianhui and Ou Ziyu were busy dancing flowers and plants in the small garden. Ou Chen was too lazy to say hello to Xu Tianhui. He rushed to the entrance and started changing his shoes. The new shoes he just bought were red and white. Yes, it's pretty nice.

After going out, Zhou Shuo's car just stopped at the gate of the yard.

Ou Chen closed the door and went down the steps. Before he reached the gate of the courtyard, Xu Tianhui's gentle voice came from his right side.

"Chenchen go out?"

Afraid of what would happen, Ou Chen was speechless.

"Ah," he said as he walked out quickly, "Go out and play, Auntie, please be busy, I'm leaving."

"Brother!" Ou Ziyu looked at her brother with a small shovel, "Are you going out to play?"

"Don't play," Ou Chen was patient with Ou Ziyu, and his tone was softer, "go out with your brother Zhou Shuo to do some errands."

"Oh," Ou Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief, "Then be careful on the road."

"Understood," Ou Chen got into the car and waved to him, "Go play with dirt, I'm leaving."

"Bye, brother!" Ou Ziyu waved his dirt-covered hands.

"I found that you are getting along well with Xu Tianhui and Ou Ziyu now?" Zhou Shuo wentssiped when the car drove into the neighborhood.

"It's not good or bad, just let it be." Ou Chen leaned back in the chair.

"Okay," Zhou Shuo knew that he didn't want to talk about it, so he changed the subject casually, "Why are you wearing such flamboyant clothes? Are you dating?"

"Well," Ochente smiled wearily, "Isn't he dating your girlfriend?"

"Fuck you!" Zhou Shuo scolded him happily.

The university town is quite far away, and there is still a lot of traffic jams at this point, so it would take a lot of time to go directly there. They even took a detour to pick up Qianqian, and when they arrived at the art museum, it was 23 minutes past [-]:[-].

"You have to buy a ticket to get in, right?" Qianqian asked Zhou Shuo.

"Yes, don't you want to contribute some funds to watch art?" Zhou Shuo took her hand and whispered to her, "There are many people here, please take care of me."

"Got it," Qianqian smiled, "Then where do we go to buy tickets?"

"You don't have to worry about that, I've already bought it on my phone." Zhou Shuo shook the phone at her.

"Have you bought it?" Ou Chen looked at him.

"Ah, I bought it, if you feel embarrassed..." Zhou Shuo looked at him, and then looked around, "There is a milk tea shop over there, please treat us two lovers to drink milk tea chant."

"...Return you two little lovers," Ou Chen rolled his unhappy eyes, looking at Zhou Shuo's dog's head who wanted to smash Zhou Shuo, but thinking about Zhou Shuo's pre-bought tickets, he still resigned to his fate Sighing, "Okay, I'll treat you two lovers to drink milk tea."

Zhou Shuo succeeded in his treachery, shaking Qianqian's hand with a smirk, "Let's go! Let's pick the expensive one."

The art museum is by the river, the weather is warm and the scenery is not bad as spring approaches, but there are too many people.

Ou Chen is handsome, and he is very sunny in a sports suit. He is a particularly eye-catching presence when walking in the crowd. On the way from the get-off point to the milk tea shop, the rate of return he earns can be called Jin sold.

Ou Chen was very depressed, he always felt that he was a monkey pushed out by a certain zoo for people to watch.

"Brother, can I add a WeChat account?" While waiting in line to buy milk tea, there was someone behind Ou Chen who was pulling his clothes and chatting directly... Wait!

boys? !

Ou Chen frowned, turned his head suddenly, and saw a clean and handsome boy standing behind him, squinting his eyes and smiling, not to mention the sun.

I think Ou Chen was considered a late-stage facial control person before, but after Xie Lang walked in front of his eyes, he completely covered Ou Chen's eyes.

So much so that when he saw such a beautiful Bai Luo right now, his heart didn't fluctuate at all, it was as peaceful as a puddle of stagnant water.

He even took the time to stare at Zhou Shuo who was next to him.

Zhou Shuo giggled, "Baibai said he has nothing to do on Sundays, and he doesn't know the place where he lives, so I just wanted him to come out with us to have fun."

Bai Luo was well protected by his brother, he was very clean and simple, every time Ou Chen saw him, he had the illusion of seeing Xie Duo, so he really couldn't bear to speak harshly to Bai Luo.

Sighing, he still pulled Bai Luo to stand in front of him, "Come on, come on, let's see what to drink."

"What are you drinking? I'll treat you." Bai Luo said.

"Yo Yo, don't you invite us?" Zhou Shuo said presciently.

"Please, please." Bai Luo smiled.

Four cups of milk tea didn't cost much, but Ou Chen still didn't ask Bai Luo to pay.

Zhou Shuo wanted to bring Ou Chen and Bai Luo together, so he took the two of them into the exhibition hall and dragged Qianqian to the side for a walk.

When Ou Chen turned around to talk to him again, the bastard had already disappeared.

"What are you looking at?" Bai Luo lowered his voice and asked him.

The exhibition hall was quite quiet, and there was hardly anyone making any noise. When Ou Chen replied, he unconsciously lowered his voice, "It's nothing, let's go, go ahead and look at the paintings."

"Well," Bai Luo nodded, bit the straw and took a sip of milk tea, and asked Ou Chen, "Do you like painting?"

"I don't really like it," Ou Chen walked slowly along the wall with paintings, "but he was tricked by people who can paint."

"Can you still be tricked?" Bai Luo looked at him curiously, "How did you get tricked?"

"I asked him to draw a picture for me. He drew [-] for others and [-] for me." Ou Chen talked about the experience of being cheated, but there was a clear smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Wow," Bai Luo was surprised, "Then that person's drawing skills must be very good, otherwise you wouldn't be so willing to be deceived."

"I don't know if the technique is good or not." Ouchen looked at a painting hanging on the wall, with large patches of green, which looked like an abstract grassland. "The main reason is that I liked him very much at that time."

"Oh..." Bai Luola said in a long tone, "Then I know, this person is the handsome guy we saw in Thirteenth Middle School last time, right?"

Ou Chen smiled, but didn't speak.

The exhibition hall is quite large, with a total of three floors. Ou Chen also knew that Xie Lang's paintings were hung on the third floor, but he was not in a hurry to go to the third floor. He just strolled slowly on the first floor and finished the first floor. He walked up to the second floor unhurriedly.

However, unlike the first floor, there are not as many paintings on the second floor for him to enjoy slowly. It feels like he can finish the tour without taking two steps.

Before preparing to go up to the third floor, Ou Chen stopped at the stairs and stood for a while.

A little afraid to go up,

Today he came here for Xie Lang, but when he got here, he was afraid that Xie Lang would really be there, and at the same time he was afraid that Xie Lang would really not be there.

"What's the matter? Are we not going up?" Bai Luo finished drinking the milk tea in his hand, tore off the milk tea sealing paper, picked up the pearls inside with a straw, and picked out a milk tea with a straw for his face Juice.

Ou Chen took a look at him, and thought that Xie Yuyu might be like this when he grew up with a bad mind.

Smiling helplessly, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket, which was given to him by the waiter when he bought milk tea just now.

"Can you be any more stupid." He helped Bai Luo wipe off the milk tea juice from his face.

"I accidentally missed it," Bai Luo smiled, "I'll do it myself..."

"Brother Ochen?"

Bai Luo paused his hands as he was about to pick up the tissues, and subconsciously looked at the source of the little milk voice. It was a pretty kid, and he looked at the handsome guy standing next to the kid.

He remembered that this person was Ou Chen's favorite.

Bai Luo hurriedly pushed Ou Chen's hand away, and gave him a wink by the way.

Hearing this voice, Ou Chen actually thumped, and from the corner of his eye, he also caught a glimpse of Xie Lang's figure following the appearance of this voice.

But he was quite surprised that Bai Luo was actually thinking of him at this moment.

"Brother Ouchen!" Seeing that brother Ouchen ignored him, Xie Yu called him again in a subdued voice, and at the same time let go of his brother's hand and walked towards him, "Brother Ouchen, why are you ignoring me? "

"I didn't ignore you, I didn't hear." Ou Chen came back to his senses and rubbed the child's hair.

"Okay," Xie Yu believed it, and asked, grabbing Ou Chen's brother's hand, "Then why did you come to the art exhibition?"

"This elder brother wants to see, I accompanied him." Ou Chen said nonsense out of conscience.

Xie Yuyu then raised his face to look at the big brother who was standing with brother Ouchen.

"Hi, kid," Bai Luo squatted down to greet him, "My name is Bai Luo, what's your name?"

"My name is Xie Yu." Xie Yu replied timidly.

"Xie Yu, good boy," Bai Luo tentatively stretched out his hand, "Brother Ouchen and your brother have something to say, you and your brother should go shopping together, okay?"

Ou Chen's heart skipped a beat, he felt that Bai Luo was sent by Zhou Shuo to trick him.

Xie Yu didn't immediately agree, but looked at his brother, seeing that his brother didn't object, he hesitated and put his hand on Bai Luo's, "Okay..."

After Bai Luo led Xie Yuyu up to the third floor, Xie Lang walked slowly to the stairs.

"Going up?" he asked Ou Chen.

"En." Ou Chen gave a stiff hum, and then threw the tissue that Bai Luo had wiped his face into the trash can.

Xie Lang glanced at it, but said nothing.

The two walked to the third floor together, Ou Chen didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he always kept a step behind Xie Lang.

Quiet.

There is no music in the background of the exhibition hall, and people looking at the paintings in groups of three tacitly maintain a volume that only the other party can hear.

In such a quiet atmosphere, Ouchen could hear his nervous breathing and excited heartbeat.

So fucking embarrassing!

He wanted to find a random topic to resolve the embarrassment between the two of them, but Ouchen's barren brain couldn't think of a suitable topic.

Last time he was able to greet Xie Lang like an old acquaintance, but this time he couldn't at all.

It may be because the last time I met Xie Lang was purely coincidental, but this time it was his pure deliberation.

So right now Ou Chen has a guilty conscience that lacks confidence. This kind of guilt makes him feel as if he was stripped naked and thrown on the street, and was thoroughly watched by others without reservation.

just fucking fucked up...

"I saw Zhou Shuo just now, didn't you come together?" Xie Lang broke the silence and said the second sentence to Ou Chen.

"Ah, we were together. He thought we were in the way, so he went shopping alone." Ou Chen rubbed his hands and found that his palms were already sweating.

As for...

"Oh." Xie Lang nodded and said nothing else.

Oh sir!Ou Chen glared at Xie Lang's back.

"Mmm." Ou Chen replied humbly back and forth.

Xie Lang raised the corner of his mouth silently, but still didn't speak.

There are fewer paintings on the third floor than on the second floor. The one facing the stairs is a painting with a unique momentum. As soon as Ouchen looked up, he was shocked by that painting, but the shock did not last for three seconds. He cut it off just in time.

Such an upright painting style is not Xie Lang's at first glance.

Ou Chen was looking for the figures of Xie Yuyu and Bai Luo, but suddenly he was caught by a bright painting.

He didn't even need to ask Xie Lang, nor did he need to look at the serial number of this painting, to know that this painting was definitely from Xie Lang's hand.

What attracted him was not how beautiful Xie Lang's painting was, but that he felt the scene in that painting was very familiar.

An old bicycle, a red rose, a boy lounging on the backseat...  

"This isn't..." Ou Chen pointed to the painting hanging on the wall, and turned his head to say something to Xie Lang.

Then he suddenly remembered that the basket full of red roses had long since withered into the trash can, and then thought about how awkward he and Xie Lang would feel even walking together, instantly felt as if there was nothing to say.

The frustration hidden in Ou Chen's hesitant tone made Xie Lang feel very uncomfortable, but he didn't show it.

"Well, I borrowed your photo," Xie Lang said flatly.

"It's not considered borrowing, after all, those were all yours at the time.