just met in the boy

On the first Friday after school started, Ou Xuyang seemed very impatient on the way out of school that day, and kept urging Bian Xiaojun and Cheng Youcheng to leave quickly, "Hurry up, I want to receive a courier!"

"What is it?" Bian Xiaojun asked, he saw Ou Xuyang who was walking ahead holding his schoolbag in one hand, the zipper on the schoolbag was unzipped, so he rushed to take the schoolbag for him, but Cheng Youcheng came up from behind him and held out his hand He got off Ou Xuyang's schoolbag, "I'll come, I won't trouble you."

Bian Xiaojun was a little embarrassed, retracted his hand, and subconsciously took a few steps back, and then he saw Cheng Youcheng holding Ou Xuyang's hand while crossing the road, and looked back at him.

As soon as Ou Xuyang arrived at the door of the house, he happened to meet the courier, and he rushed forward happily, and then got a thin envelope, raised his hand, with a smug face: "I know how awesome I am, sir! It was me who got the tickets for the Coldplay concert, three rows in the infield! The key is that it is very cheap!"

Bian Xiaojun didn't know much about foreign bands, but since Ou Xuyang was so happy, he was very curious, took it over and opened it, and asked strangely, "Huh? Why is there only one ticket?" Look at Cheng Youcheng and then at Ou Xuyang, " Why don't you go together?"

"Don't mention it, I've never seen such a boring person before, and I don't think it's worth spending money to see him. When I heard that I was going to the concert, the director of politics and education was possessed again... Eh? Handsome, are you interested? Why don't we go? I'll ask you how it goes now? If that person still has such a ticket, let's go together, and someone has to accompany you to watch the concert!"

"Ah?!" Bian Xiaojun was taken aback, unable to react at all, he looked at the date on the ticket, "But... isn't it tomorrow?"

"If you agree, I'll use my brain to get one, maybe there will be!" Ou Xuyang continued to advocate.

"It's too late for you to ask him out now. You have to start early next time." Cheng Youcheng, who hadn't spoken much before, suddenly opened his mouth, looked at Ou Xuyang coldly, and asked in a bad tone for some reason: "How about Yes, do you really need someone to accompany you?"

Cheng Youcheng's sudden displeasure was so obvious that there was even a hint of irony in his voice. You must know that Cheng Youcheng had never spoken to him in such a tone since Ou Xuyang could remember. What's the matter? !Ou Xuyang was dissatisfied, "Hey! What do you mean!"

"Hmph, it's nothing interesting. I'm in a hurry for you. I obviously want to ask him out, but it's too late to book a ticket." Cheng Youcheng, who is no longer gentle, looks really scary.

"Cheng Youcheng, what do you mean by 'you obviously want to ask him out'? Please speak clearly! Don't be weird! Aren't you just dissatisfied with my going to a concert? If you want to talk about me, don't talk about handsome Bring it! It has nothing to do with him!" Ou Xuyang was suddenly annoyed.

When Cheng Youcheng heard about it, he suddenly picked up his schoolbag, turned around and left.

"Fuck! Don't fucking do this if you have the ability!" Ou Xuyang was so angry that his face turned red.

Seeing Ou Xuyang like this, Bian Xiaojun immediately rushed to stop Cheng Youcheng, "Youcheng, if you have something to say, talk about it, everyone came here to play together today, don't quarrel."

Unexpectedly, Cheng Youcheng grabbed Bian Xiaojun's neckline fiercely, his face was full of anger that he had never seen before, he stared at Bian Xiaojun with cloudy eyes, and said slowly, "Bian Xiaojun! You heard me clearly , You have no right to meddle in the matter between me and him!"

"Cheng Youcheng? Are you crazy? Why are you grabbing him!" Ou Xuyang immediately came up and pulled, but Cheng Youcheng waved his hand impatiently and hit Ou Xuyang's face with an elbow. Everyone could hear Ou Xuyang's mandible Being hit with a click, he covered his face in pain, and when he moved his hand away, Bian Xiaojun saw a bloody streak dripping from Ou Xuyang's nose.

I can't say what it felt like at that moment, anyway, in the next second, before his brain could control his limbs, his fist landed hard on Cheng Youcheng's face, "You fucking Dare to hit him!" he yelled angrily.

Cheng Youcheng was stupefied at first, and then he was furious. When he stood up, he punched back hard without hesitation.Immediately, both of them were red-eyed, and almost killed each other.

Ou Xuyang was stunned. From the moment Bian Xiaojun made a move, he couldn't understand it. How could they fight in front of me? !Thinking of this, he yelled sharply: "Stop all of you fucking! You are my fucking home! Get out of here!" Then he stepped forward and dragged Cheng Youcheng away desperately.

"How are you?! I'm calling my buddies now! Did you take the wrong medicine today?!" Ou Xuyang yelled at Cheng Youcheng.

Cheng Youcheng looked at Ou Xuyang, panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, then he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, picked up the bag on the ground, patted it, wiped Ou Xuyang's shoulder and left without saying a word.Soon, an angry door slam echoed in the house.

Ou Xuyang stood in the room, looked at the chair that was hit, then raised his head and looked coldly at Bian Xiaojun who was still standing aside: "Why are you waiting? Wait until I punch you again?" He pointed Door: "Go!"

Bian Xiaojun's limbs felt cold, "Don't be angry..." he muttered.

"I'm not angry? You beat my boyfriend in front of me and told me not to be angry?!" Ou Xuyang pointed at the door: "Get the fuck out of me!"

Bian Xiaojun also picked up his schoolbag, and walked towards the door stiffly, but when he reached the door, he stopped again, and he had to say something: "I know I was wrong, but just now, When he hit you, I really couldn't think about whether he did it on purpose, I was impulsive..."

Ou Xuyang didn't say a word, he turned his back to Bian Xiaojun, he heard Bian Xiaojun still standing there sniffling for a while, then he closed the door softly, and then he sat down on the ground as if discouraged.

Cheng Youcheng was sitting at the dining table in his home, with a blue nose and swollen eyes, and he didn't know what to eat.When he first came home, his mother questioned him a lot because of his unprecedented appearance, but no matter what, he didn't say a word.

"Tell me honestly, did you fight with Yang Yang?" His mother didn't stop until she understood, seeing that her son still didn't speak, she was in a hurry, "Why are you so disobedient now?!"

"All right, all right, the boy is old enough, you don't need to meddle in his affairs, a fight is no big deal." His father said.

"You are still a university teacher! How can you say such a thing!" His mother was angry.

"Don't worry about these things. What I told you just now is the real thing. Did you hear that? We should sell the US stocks in our family's hands. The market is not right now." His father said.

"Is it really that serious? But I think the increase has been very good recently, so just sell it?" His mother asked.

"Listen to me, several of our professors have analyzed it."

"Okay then, let's do it tomorrow." His mother nodded, suddenly thought of something, looked at Cheng Youcheng, and said to her husband: "According to you, the U.S. economy has such a big problem, so Ou Xuyang's family is still relying on it." Is the trade with the US booming?"

After hearing this, Cheng Youcheng's father also looked at his son. He didn't speak for a while, and asked Cheng Youcheng after a while, "Ou Xuyang's family is exporting to the United States? What exactly is the export?"

"Auto parts, luxury cars." Cheng Youcheng replied, and then he got up and left the table: "I don't have an appetite, I don't want to eat."

"Look at him, he must have fought with Yangyang!"

"Hey, what's the matter? It's normal for boys to fight. Remember what I told you."

"Ah, I got it!"

Cheng Youcheng closed the door and threw himself on the bed.

Ou Xuyang sat bored in the living room of his home, holding a mobile phone in his hand. The clock on the wall had already struck eleven o'clock, but his parents hadn't come back yet, and they didn't answer the phone. His mood was getting worse and worse. Things and worries about my parents were messed up in my mind.

Afterwards, he didn't know when he fell asleep on the sofa, but he heard movement while he was half asleep, followed by his father's voice: "This child, why are you sleeping here?"

"Dad!" Ou Xuyang straightened up and sat up, startling them.

"Why did you come back now?!" Ou Xuyang asked hurriedly, "Why don't you answer the phone?"

Ou Xuyang's mother looked at him, then at his father, opened her mouth, but was stopped by his father, "It's nothing, you go to sleep."

Ou Xuyang was unhappy with the feeling of being concealed, and was very suspicious: "Why didn't you tell me?"

"You child, go to bed obediently, we are all tired too." His mother looked tired.

Ou Xuyang was still sitting still but seeing his father's face darken immediately, he said sharply: "Hurry up!"

He moved his feet and went back upstairs, but he kept an eye out, but he deliberately stopped at the corner of the upstairs, hid in the bathroom on the side, and listened carefully.

"Don't tell him," he heard his dad say in a low voice.

"Hey, but he's not young anymore, and he should know about these things."

"Don't interfere with his study, he shouldn't care about it now. Could it be that I can't handle it? You don't care about these things." His father's voice was stern.

Ou Xuyang's face darkened, he knew that something happened at home.