The scumbag lied again [System]

"Pa-ta." At the door of the toilet, a mobile phone that was being broadcast live fell to the ground.

Ou Zaiyang and Li Gengchen turned their heads to look at the same time, Brother Niao was snatched away by the squad leader covering his mouth with the sound of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"."

"Hello boss, goodbye boss." The little nerd picked up the phone on the ground and quickly ran away.

Li Gengchen sighed, turned his head, and there was still a bit of white in front of his eyes: "..."

Tomorrow, with a high probability, he may face accidents such as not being able to see the sun, falling while walking, and running out of toilet paper in the toilet.

Seeing that he didn't move, Ou Zaiyang scanned him three times with bewildered eyes, and finally reached out to the spot that was obviously darker than other places.

"I'll do it myself." Li Gengchen felt that if he didn't do anything, he might be shoulder to shoulder with the ground now without tomorrow.

……

The two who came out of the toilet went to the private room. Half of the people heard the news and ran away. Those who were out of the situation were still packing their things slowly. The teachers came out and settled down one by one, making sure that every girl was sent by a boy. .

Seeing Mo Yue and Zhao Yan hugging each other tremblingly, Lao Mu asked a few words and left the jacket to them both.

The class committee took Brother Niao and several witnesses to take the opportunity of escorting the students, trying not to have any eye contact or verbal contact with the two of them.

Ou Zaiyang scratched his head, his head was dizzy and he saw everything as if there was a cover in front of his eyes, and he didn't distract his mind from what he heard or saw.

"Teacher, I'll go first with Zai Yang." Li Gengchen greeted Lao Mu by grabbing his sleeve.

Old Mu glanced at Qu Zaiyang, squinted his eyes as if he didn't see his red face at all, and told Li Gengchen a few words, carelessly concerned about his little classmate's reaction after drinking: "Drink some hot water at night, Sweet and sour soup, warm your stomach before going to sleep."

Li Gengchen: "..."

Leading him out, the two of them stood at the door of the hotel to feel the cool wind blowing at night, Ou Zaiyang slightly raised his head and closed his eyes to let the cool wind pour into his body from his neck, with a trace of indulgent happiness on his face.

He was not allowed to be self-willed for too long, Li Gengchen pulled his collar and stretched it upwards.

Ou Zaiyang blinked and looked at the deskmate in front of him, his neck was wrapped in a warm collar, he didn't feel it carefully, and his head was buckled by the hat on the sweater.

The freedom of indulgence is instantly chained.

Li Gengchen was a little taller than him, and when he lowered his head half of his figure covered him, seeing Ou Zaiyang pouted dissatisfiedly, a smile appeared in his covered eyes.

"I don't wear it." Even though Ou Zaiyang was so drunk, he still remembered his most handsome character on the street.

It's not cool to wear this kind of black and soft hat!

Li Gengchen looked at his three-year-old nephew's tablemate after drinking, and quietly grabbed the rope hanging from the hood with both hands.

As soon as Ou Zaiyang raised his head, his whole head was tied with a bow like a burlap sack, the brim of his hat was pulled tight, half of his face was hidden, and he was paired with staring eyes.

Cowardly, innocent and pitiful.

Li Gengchen couldn't hold back at all, laughing so much that his hands trembled while taking pictures.

Ou Zaiyang didn't care about settling accounts, he lowered his head and focused on the black bow that appeared on his chin unexpectedly.

Why does this kind of motherfucker thing appear?

His super cool school bully character is really broken and there is no scum left.

Most of the four or five bottles of red grapes on the table and half a bottle of Erguotou were playing and dancing in his stomach, but at this moment, the more he wanted to drink, the more he burrowed deeper into his head.

The end of the hands not listening is that the bowknot becomes a dead knot.

Li Gengchen finished laughing at the tablemate, watching him obediently stand aside and wrestle with the bow tie, under the warm yellow street light, only a circle of dark shadows from drooping eyelashes broke into his eyes.

The heartbeat was a little fast, Li Gengchen held his chest and didn't dare to approach him for a while, the rapid heartbeat would scare the children.

……

Half an hour later, Ou Zaiyang was still tossing the bow tie, the more it untied, the more messy it became, and the more messy it became, the tighter it became.

The cool wind in late autumn in Haicheng came quickly, and he wore thin clothes on top of drinking, and he would definitely catch a cold if he blew the wind without a hat, Li Gengchen had no choice but to hold his two wrists.

Ou Zaiyang struggled for a while when his deskmate clenched his wrists, and after being pinched twice by his deskmate through his hat, he became so obedient that he muttered words like "not cool, not handsome".

Li Gengchen restrained himself from recording with his last bit of conscience, he could pinch out the shape of his tablemate's wrist bone through the fabric in his hand, and his thoughts were carried into the ditch by the wrist bone for a moment.

Before he could come out of the ditch, his shoulders suddenly sank, and the sharp corner of the hood poked his neck, and Ou Zaiyang's slightly heavy breathing instantly filled his ears.

Li Gengchen didn't dare to move this time, blinked his eyes many times, and turned his head slowly and stiffly.

He moved his eyes from the coat and hat all the way, thinking about what kind of posture he should sit in, and how high his waist should be straight so that he can sleep more comfortably.

Ignoring the probing gaze cast by the uncle in front of him, Li Gengchen changed into the best posture inch by inch, then squeezed out his dimples and kept his eyes on the front all the way.

Li Gengchen, who thought he could breathe a sigh of relief when he arrived at the door of his house, was accidentally attracted by the smell of roasted sweet potatoes at the door of the community.

Li Gengchen couldn't help but want to cover his face, why this uncle who ordered roasted sweet potatoes still refused to go home?

Is the warmth of home no match for the cold wind of freedom?

Ou Zaiyang was already standing in front of the sweet potato roasting stove and couldn't move anymore, he just stood in front of the stove in a daze without saying a word or moving.

Seeing Li Gengchen approaching, Ou Zaiyang stretched out his hand to poke the stove in front of him, but his deskmate stopped him.

Ou Zaiyang looked at him and questioned him wordlessly.

"It will be hot."

Ou Zaiyang didn't seem to understand what he said, he waited for a long time to receive the information as if he had to switch from 2G to 4G in his heart, and saw that the boss had already turned on the stove, and Li Gengchen picked two before starting to switch slowly.

Li Gengchen paid the money, and stretched out his hands to hold two hot sweet potatoes in front of him.

Ou Zaiyang finally completed the conversion. Looking at the somewhat dirty sweet potato, feeling the heat from it on his small face, he whispered to his tablemate, "Blow blow."

It won't be hot after blowing.

Just like before, Grandma Ye would blow it up and feed it to him every time.

With sweet potatoes, it takes no effort at all to abduct the three-year-old tablemate home.

You can even bargain for him to take a bath and change into pajamas obediently.

When Li Gengchen came out of the shower, Ou Zaiyang had a towel on his head, water was still dripping from the ends of his hair, and the sweet potato in his hand was half eaten.

Li Gengchen turned around and took a bigger towel to cover his head, sat next to him and poked the sweet potato skin: "Do you still want to eat it?"

Ou Zaiyang shook his head: "To grandma."

Keep it for grandma, and it will be half of them each time.

This time is no exception.

Some habits and memories are secretly hidden, and some scars are covered layer by layer, and the package is intact.

Only the inadvertent moment, the moment of indulgence and willfulness, can leak out of the hidden gap.

……

When Ou Zaiyang woke up again, he was woken up by the system. While yawning, the system was bouncing around in his head: "How can you sleep better than me?"

"Get the hell out of here." At this moment, Ou Zaiyang's head was buried like countless mines, all of which were ignited by the system's words, and exploded one after another like fireworks.

After getting up, he found that he was alone in the room. Li Gengchen left a note and breakfast. As for what he did last night, he didn't remember at all.

Ou Zaiyang ate the porridge casually, and answered the video call from his mother.

"Zaiyang, are you going to sleep late? Did you wake up?" Ou's mother was dressed in a field combat uniform, and she didn't know which corner of the people she went to torment.

"Hmm." Ou Zaiyang rubbed his eyes, his head was still a mess, the habit of drinking coffee to wake up for an hour was defeated by alcohol, and it was useless to do anything.

Only sleepy.

After a while, Ou's father also joined in, and Ou lay on Yang's bed and listened to the two of them start their daily cross talk.

"Zaiyang, I heard from your teacher Mu that you got 123 in this exam?"

Dad Qu was amused when he heard it: "Really? Did you really pass 123?"

Ou Zaiyang himself didn't know how many exams he took. He didn't have any papers when he was lecturing, and he never saw the body of the papers after Gao Erniang posted them outside.

So... he got 123?

Seeing that Ou's father had won the bet, he happily paid Ou Zaiyang another sum of money. Tang Yinzi curled her lips and said bitterly, "I met Zhu Yutong at the Metropolitan Museum two days ago, and said that her children are good at homework. , don’t worry at all.”

"It doesn't matter if it's Zaiyang or not."

Ou's father babbled a few words, and Ou Zaiyang nodded his head while pecking at the rice. Hearing the two people's buzzing voice, he almost fell asleep in a daze.

"Do you still have an impression of Zai Yang?"

"Huh? What?"

Seeing him, Dad Qu smiled confusedly: "It's been so many years, how could he remember."

Mother Ou gave them a blank look: "You men, when we were young, our son still held the hand of the little girl from Zhu's family, wanted to kiss her face when she saw her good-looking, and even pulled me in front of me and said that he wanted to marry her, which scared the little girl to tears. Yes. Don’t you remember what you men have done?”

Father Qu shook his head aside, this wife was obviously trying to squeeze him out.

Ou Zaiyang had no impression of this matter at all, he brushed his hair back: "???"

"Okay, when did I do such a thing? Don't lie to me!"

Ou's mother glanced at her son reproachfully, and teased him: "At that time, his mother and elder brother were all there, so what are you arguing about? If you really can't do it, wait for me to go back. Someday we will meet and ask her mother to bring him over to meet you?"

"The girl from Zhu Yutong's family must be pretty good." Ou Ma gave Ou Dad a wink after speaking.

Dad Qu understood instantly, and nodded again and again: "It's good to meet each other, the children always need to keep in touch with each other when they grow up. But how do I remember that their family is a boy?" Dad Qu confused himself when he said that .

Ou Zaiyang listened to Ou's father and Ou's mother in a daze, and the topic turned to him after he became an adult.

The speed of the car was so fast that he had already been thrown out of the car door, sitting on the bottom of the roadside ditch and doubting his life.

"Then when we come back, I'll ask their family out for a chat. How about it, son?"

Not so good, Ou Zaiyang put four words on his face indifferently, and hung up the video without nostalgia.

He is now more sure that the two of them really didn't have good intentions.

Ou's mother didn't mind at all being caught off guard by her son hanging up on the video, and perseveringly sent a bunch of pictures of little girls and asked him which type she liked.

Ou Zaiyang twitched the corner of his mouth, thought for a while, and finally put Ou Ma on the blacklist.

Qu's dad instantly responded with a grumpy emoji: "Are you planning to rebel?!"

Ou Zaiyang: "Smile jpg."

After posting the emoji, Ou Zaiyang threw away his phone and lay down on the bed, trying to find the little girl Ou's mother mentioned from his memory, but he couldn't remember.

There's no such thing as a little girl, she's just a liar.

The little girl didn't think about it, but the handsome face at the same table always floated in her mind.

"Grass." Ou Zaiyang buried himself in the quilt.

The author has something to say:

I may be sick.Ou Zaiyang doubted himself.