just met in the boy

"Cheng Youcheng." One Friday afternoon, during the club activity called "Art Appreciation Exchange Club", Bian Xiaojun called Cheng Youcheng when he was staring at a painting and couldn't figure it out.

"Huh?" Cheng Youcheng looked at him.

"I don't understand!" Bian Xiaojun said.

"What don't you understand?" Cheng Youcheng felt strange.

"Let me ask you, why did Ou Xuyang call you 'Bei Bei'?!" Bian Xiaojun finally asked the question that had haunted him for countless days and nights, "What is 'Bei Bei'?! What's your nickname!"

Cheng Youcheng remembered that in the physical education class last time, Ou Xuyang seemed complacent and didn't seem to keep his mouth shut, he just yelled out their private names in front of everyone.For a moment, Cheng Youcheng blushed.

"Well... it's a nickname." He hesitated.

"But you don't have the word 'bei' in your name." Bian Xiaojun has now learned the spirit of breaking the casserole and asking the end, which top students are best at.

Cheng Youcheng blushed even more, "Ah... he gave me a nickname."

"Why is it called 'Beibei'?" Bian Xiaojun was really reluctant.

Cheng Youcheng felt that he couldn't be prevaricated, looked around, pulled Bian Xiaojun and said in a low voice: "You are not allowed to talk nonsense."

"I won't tell." Bian Xiaojun replied seriously.

"Hmm..." Cheng Youcheng still found it difficult to speak, but seeing Bian Xiaojun looking at him seriously, he had to speak again, "You also know that he can be very nasty sometimes."

"En." Bian Xiaojun nodded to signal him to continue.

"He...is very nasty. When he gets nasty, he will call me baby in private..." When he said this, Cheng Youcheng wanted to drill a hole in the ground.

Sure enough, Bian Xiaojun's eyes widened, and he was obviously disgusted.

"Baby, Beibi...Beibei...understand." Cheng Youcheng uttered these words with difficulty, then moved away and looked away, and hastily developed a strong interest in the painting in front of him.

After class was over in the club, Ou Xuyang came to ask them to go to his house for dinner.Going to his house for dinner every Friday has now become a habit for the three of them.

As always, Ou Xuyang and his father were not at odds at the dinner table.

"I really don't understand why your old man is always dissatisfied with me. Others are not so lucky to have a son like me." Ou Xuyang is still so shameless, "You are good-looking and have a high IQ, so you have to worry about it." Well, please."

"I'm not satisfied with you at all." His father also said bluntly, "It's just that you don't have any masculinity at all! You're so feminine, it's outrageous!"

"Then tell me, what is masculinity, can I go out and fight with someone?" Ou Xuyang's face was full of displeasure.

"Masculinity is the same as your two friends, sunny, healthy, and positive!" His father pointed to Bian Xiaojun and Cheng Youcheng, "I don't feel like raising you like a son, but like a daughter."

At this moment, the atmosphere at the dinner table became stiff, because Ou Xuyang's expression was obviously no longer so cynical.

"Hmm... Uncle Ou." Bian Xiaojun didn't know why he opened his mouth at this moment, "In fact, he plays basketball very well..."

"Oh?"

For a moment, four pairs of eyes looked at him in unison.Bian Xiaojun immediately regretted that he had to intervene, but it was all about this point, so he had to continue, "Youcheng and I are on the basketball team. Last time, he came to beat us in the special training, but we still lost. I gave it to him. Including the summer vacation, I played against him on the basketball court in the community, and he also beat me."

Bian Xiaojun felt that there must be something wrong with his brain, that he would take the initiative to reveal all his failures in order to resolve the conflict between the father and son of the Ou family.

The words were astonishing, Dad Ou really looked a lot happier, looked at his son and asked, "Xiaojun didn't mean to say good things for you, did he?"

"Hmph, it's the truth." Ou Xuyang squinted his eyes and looked at Bian Xiaojun with a deep smile, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

It was night, and it was still the same as before, Bian Xiaojun sat at the desk and buried himself in the sea of ​​questions, while the two schoolmaster friends were playing video games openly and happily.Such scenes, in Bian Xiaojun's view, are truly outraged.

"Hey, bring the finished paper here." Tired of playing, Ou Xuyang gulped down a glass of milk and yawned profusely.

In contrast, Cheng Youcheng was reliable, he came over honestly, sat beside Bian Xiaojun, looked at the two papers he had completed, "You have improved." He said.

Being praised by Cheng Youcheng, Bian Xiaojun was still very proud, while watching Ou Xuyang's reaction, the bad thing is that Ou Xuyang didn't hear it, he just played the game on his own, and he couldn't help sulking.

Cheng Youcheng wanted to stay at Ou Xuyang's house overnight, but Bian Xiaojun didn't need it. After ten o'clock, Bian Xiaojun got up to leave, and at this time Ou Xuyang also stood up.

"I'll see you off." He took a cardigan and put it on, and Cheng Youcheng also wanted to go out, but Ou Xuyang said again: "Beibei, you can stay in the room."

It's past the frost season. Although the temperature is good during the day in the south, it feels cold in the middle of the night.

Bian Xiaojun was still wearing single clothes, shivering a little from the cold wind.

"It's over, you can go back." Bian Xiaojun sent the two of them out of the courtyard.

"No, I'll send you to your building." Ou Xuyang said.

"What are you doing?" Bian Xiaojun suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"I want to chat with you." Ou Xuyang replied.

"Chat?" Bian Xiaojun was not only uncomfortable, but felt a little nervous.

"Why are you so kind to praise me in front of my dad today?" Under the dim light, Ou Xuyang smiled unexpectedly softly.

"Hmph, I regret it even when I say it." Bian Xiaojun snorted coldly.

"Do you really admire me in your heart?" Ou Xuyang asked while hooking Bian Xiaojun's shoulder.

"You really are a person who can shine with just a little sunshine! No matter what I say, you can follow through." Bian Xiaojun really began to admire this person's narcissism.

"I'm indeed impeccable." Ou Xuyang spoke boldly, "If you don't accept it, tell me what's wrong with me?"

"You are shameless." Bian Xiaojun replied.

"Ah, it's not shameless, it's the truth." Ou Xuyang laughed loudly, "You are blatantly jealous of me."

"Jealous?!" Bian Xiaojun sneezed suddenly in a moment of excitement.

Ou Xuyang laughed harder, but stopped, took off his cardigan and handed it to Bian Xiaojun, "Put it on, don't catch a cold."

"Oh? No need." Bian Xiaojun couldn't bear Ou Xuyang's sudden kindness.

"I'm not joking with you." Ou Xuyang said as he personally draped Bian Xiaojun's shoulders.

"What about you?" Bian Xiaojun asked.

"I'm going to run home now." Ou Xuyang said and waved his hands, "Thank you for today. See you on Monday!" He said, strode into the night with two long slender legs.

When Bian Xiaojun came home, there was no one at home. He turned on the light in the living room and felt that the room was quite cold, but the warmth of the man was still on the cardigan.

In fact, he is also a very good person.Bian Xiaojun thought while heating himself hot water, he is very cheerful and a very confident person.

After drinking hot water and taking a warm bath, the chill was repulsed, and he climbed into bed feeling drowsy. Although it was no longer cold, he still felt that his room was not as warm as Ou Xuyang's.

There is no popularity here, it doesn't feel like a home.He closed his eyes and thought in the dark—their family has cats and dogs, and their parents are harmonious.So should I get a dog or a cat?

It's useless, he immediately denied himself, this is not a problem that can be solved with cats and dogs, but his home, which is no longer a home.

When Bian Xiaojun's thoughts were overwhelming, the cell phone rang to break the silence in the room.

"Hey--"

"Are you home?" Ou Xuyang's voice came lazily from there.

"Ah."

"Sleep?"

"About to sleep."

"Are you still asleep?"

"Well, what happened?"

Ou Xuyang paused for a while, and said, "Beibei fell asleep, but I'm not sleepy yet, are you sleepy?"

"Not sleepy." Bian Xiaojun said.

"Don't get my sweater dirty." Ou Xuyang said suddenly.

"Huh? How could I—"

"Well, that's good, you go to sleep."

"Hello - wait!" Bian Xiaojun noticed that Ou Xuyang was going to hang up the phone, and couldn't help being angry: "You called just to tell me not to dirty your sweater? Why are you so boring!"

Ou Xuyang on the other end of the phone laughed a few times, "No," he said, "Actually, I want to say something else."

"Then tell me." Bian Xiaojun said.

The person on the phone fell silent again, and spoke after a while, "It's no big deal. I forgot what to say."

"Idiot!" Bian Xiaojun scolded.

"Haha, you can call me Yangyang from now on, an idiot doesn't fit my temperament." Ou Xuyang revealed his frivolous nature again.

"What could be closer to you than an idiot? A narcissist!" Bian Xiaojun felt that scolding him for anything was not enough.

"Xiaojun..." Ou Xuyang's voice over there suddenly became deep, while Bian Xiaojun's words got stuck in his throat.

"Hmm... Xiao Jun is not a good name." Ou Xuyang said to himself, "Well, let's call you handsome!"

"Fuck!" Bian Xiaojun couldn't help scolding someone, "Forget it, I feel more comfortable if you call me by my first name."

"You don't like it? Well then, I'll think about it again." Ou Xuyang's voice sounded a little aggrieved, "You probably annoy me, well, go to sleep, bye."

"Well, good night." Bian Xiaojun said.

"Good night." Ou Xuyang said.