God don't run

When it was just dawn, Ouyang Chenchen got up from the bed, quickly got dressed, and tiptoed out of Bi Shaoliang's house.

Before closing the door, Ouyang Chenchen glanced at the bedroom where Bi Shaoliang was sleeping, and found that it was still tightly closed without any movement, so he gently closed the door.

Bi Shaoliang is not a prey worth attacking, so it is not bad to just pass him by and let each other become a short but warm episode in life.

The heat of that cup of milk seemed to be still in his stomach, making Ouyang Chenchen sweat all over even though he was wrapped in the cool morning air.

He trotted all the way back to the place where he really belonged, an ordinary residential area that had been built for more than ten years.

He took out his key and opened the door of his house. This one-bedroom, one-living room was his only shelter.

The deafening snoring sound reached his ears, Ouyang Chenchen pursed his lips in disgust, threw the key on the table at the door, and went into the toilet to take a shower.

He still has the dry fragrance of Bi Shaoliang's home bath liquid on his body, and he needs to wash off this smell and dye it back to the smell of cheap soap.

While he wasn't obligated to explain to anyone what he'd been up to that night, it would have been unpleasant to get in trouble for it.

Ouyang Chenchen was washing the foam off his body, when he suddenly felt that the door behind him was opened a crack, and obscene eyes began to linger on his young body.

Ouyang Chenchen paused for a moment, in order to suppress his anger that was about to explode.

He reached out to grab the soap in his hand, and quickly smashed it towards the door. The soap shattered on the door, and the door was hurriedly knocked on at the same time.

"Damn it..." Ouyang Chenchen gritted his teeth, and the good mood accumulated last night was swept away.

He flushed the water, dried his body, put on the sportswear, and rushed out of the toilet aggressively.

The culprit who just peeped at him was sitting on the edge of the bed with an expression of nothing to do, holding a cigarette in one hand and an ashtray in the other, puffing vigorously.

Ouyang Chenchen's face was tense, and he scolded him impolitely: "If you dare to peek at me taking a shower again, believe it or not, I will destroy you!"

The middle-aged man flinched obviously, then straightened his neck immediately, and shouted with wide eyes: "You XX unfamiliar white-eyed wolf! How much money did I spend to raise you so big! Take a look at what's wrong with you taking a bath ? You are not a big girl, are you still afraid of being seen?"

Ouyang Chenchen clenched his fists, tried hard to restrain his anger, and prevented himself from rushing up and blowing the bridge of his nose.

"Anyway, I'm warning you for the last time. If there is another time, you will be dead." Ouyang Chenchen gave the slovenly man a hard look, then stuffed his textbooks into his schoolbag indiscriminately, and walked away .

The man suddenly jumped up from the bed, pointed at Ouyang Chenchen's nose and yelled: "Did you talk to your father like this? You little bitch is like your mother, you don't have a good day. Run away if you have the ability, Go to a rich wife, you money-losing mogul!"

"..." Ouyang Chenchen slammed into the door vigorously, blocking the mad man from the other side of the door.

He has already vowed not to bother with this low-level man, but he still can't control his proud temper.

Two years ago, because his mother couldn't stand his stepfather's corrupt behavior of eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, she ran away with other wild men, but left him inhumanely.

That man must have taken a fancy to his face so he didn't kick him out. Instead, he reluctantly continued to study for him, probably hoping that one day he could make a fortune from him.

But how could he be stupid enough to be used by that disgusting man, as long as he saved enough money, he would run away from him as the man said, and never return to this hellish prison.

It was still early before school time, so Ouyang Chenchen walked unsteadily all the way to kill the extra time, taking 10 minutes to 10 minutes.

If so, Ouyang Chenchen was still too early when he arrived at the school, he glanced at the closed school gate, then walked around the gate with ease, chose a shorter wall on one side, and turned over with one kick and one jump .

Ouyang Chenchen straddled his schoolbag, bouncing around in the empty campus, and when he was bored, he found a secluded lawn, threw away his schoolbag, and lay down wantonly, with his schoolbag on his head take a nap.

The bed he slept in at Bi Shaoliang's house last night was too soft, which caused him to not sleep well, now that he goes to the ground, the sleepy bugs will come uninvited.

Ouyang Chenchen fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes, and was still sound asleep until it was time to go to school.

Suddenly, Ouyang Chenchen felt his nose itchy, as if being caressed by something small, so he stretched out his hand and slowly opened his eyes.

In front of him was an enlarged piece of grass, still harassing his nose persistently.

He frowned and hid aside, and saw the silly big man who was joking and playing tricks on him at a glance.

"Zhou Tuo...don't make a fuss." Ouyang Chenchen kicked Zhou Tuo, who was making a move on him, in a fit of getting up.

Perhaps it was because Ouyang Chenchen's foot was a little heavy, Zhou Tuo let out a scream, fell to the ground and didn't get up without saying anything.

Ouyang Chenchen raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Tuo who was pretending to be rolling on the ground, then picked up his schoolbag and left without conscience.

Zhou Tuo got up from the ground in a second, caught up with Ouyang Chenchen, and happily walked side by side with him.

"Wang Zidian, you are going your own way. You have 5 minutes to go to class. If I don't call you, are you going to be late?"

Thanks to Ouyang Chenchen's outstanding appearance, he became the focus of attention of the whole school as soon as he entered high school, which completely fits the image of kirakira's prince charming in girls' minds, so the nickname "Prince Palace" quickly became popular and spread all over the campus every corner.

"Can you stop teasing me?" Of course, Ouyang Chenchen didn't like this overly romantic and superficial title, and knew that when Zhou Tuo usually called him this way, he was mocking him.

"Huh? Are you in the wrong mood?" Zhou Tuo slowed down, stroked his chin in a thoughtful manner, then snapped his fingers as if suddenly realizing it, grabbed Ouyang Chenchen's shoulders, and asked in a low voice, "Are you Arguing with your stepfather again?"

Ouyang Chenchen pouted, noncommittal.

Zhou Tuo is a senior who is two grades higher than him. The two met each other in the inter-school basketball league at the beginning of the school year, and gradually became buddies.

Although Ouyang Chenchen was very popular, but because of his family relationship, he basically kept a certain distance from everyone, but Zhou Tuo was the only one who knew about his family situation. The reason was not that Ouyang Chenchen trusted him so much, but It is this person's stalking skills that are beyond the reach of others.

Ouyang Chenchen recalled many times how he, who was not very sociable, would get the fat sheep of the president of the school's student union, but after thinking about it, he could only come to one conclusion, that is, Zhou Tuo himself was willing to send it to his door.

Seeing that Ouyang Chenchen acquiesced to his guess, Zhou Tuo was silent for a while, and walked to Ouyang Chenchen's classroom in a blink of an eye.

Ouyang Chenchen was about to step in, but Zhou Tuo grabbed him.

"Why? Let go." Ouyang Chenchen turned his head with a bad attitude.Gossiping at the door of his class, even Zhou Tuo didn't have the face to talk about it.

"Hey, let's have lunch together, I have something to discuss with you." Zhou Tuo didn't care, and continued to smile with him.

"Okay, please take the box lunch." Ouyang Chenchen was not polite to Zhou Tuo, turned his face and entered the classroom.

At noon, Ouyang Chenchen went to the classroom of the third year of high school to find Zhou Tuo. Most of Zhou Tuo's classmates knew him, so they all liked to joke with Ouyang Chenchen.

"Hey, Prince Palace has come to greet the emperor? It has become a daily compulsory homework." Zhou Tuo is the chairman of the school's student union, and usually looks like a mature big brother. Although he is about to retire, he is still regarded by everyone. Nicknamed "Emperor".

"Get out!" Ouyang Chenchen has no distinction between young and old.

Zhou Tuo threw an apple to the mean-mouthed boy, and scolded with a smile: "Go wash it up, and shut up your poor mouth."

When the boy fled away with the apple in his hands, Ouyang Chenchen sat down in front of Zhou Tuo and shouted, "Where's the food, what's the food, I'm starving to death."

Zhou Tuo hurriedly took out two big lunch boxes from his bag as if presenting treasures, and flattered: "Hey, my mother cooks too much, you have one for me."

Ouyang Chenchen raised his eyebrows, no matter how true or false Zhou Tuo's words were, he picked up a box and started to eat it.

"Well, Auntie's cooking is delicious." Ouyang Chenchen's mouth was puffy, and he praised Zhou Tuo's mother's cooking vaguely.

"Hehe, eat slowly, and no one will fight with you." Zhou Tuo looked at Ouyang Chenchen's effervescent expression of happiness, and also smirked, the rice in his bowl was basically untouched.

Zhou Tuo kept poking the rice in his lunch box with his chopsticks, seeing that Ouyang Chenchen had almost eaten, so he tentatively asked, "Ouyang...would you like...come to live at my house."

Ouyang Chenchen's big mouthful of food stopped immediately, he swallowed the food in his mouth vigorously, and stared at Zhou Tuo with a gloomy face.

"why?"

Zhou Tuo grinned in embarrassment, and his voice was a little softer: "There are still many empty rooms in my grandfather's big courtyard, and you are not one more..."

"..." Ouyang Chenchen held his breath in his chest and had nowhere to release it.

That's why he hates telling others about his personal affairs, because there are always people who can't help but want to try to be the savior.

Ouyang Chenchen put down the bowl and chopsticks, looked directly at Zhou Tuo, and said seriously: "Zhou Tuo, don't force me to break up with you."

Zhou Tuo was stunned for a moment, and before his face became stiff, he immediately put on a smiling face again, and said haha: "Why are you so serious all of a sudden, you scared me, I will let you stay at my house for a day, and you will break up with me ah?"

"Stay for a day?" Ouyang Chenchen's attitude also softened.

After all, Zhou Tuo was loyal to his brother, so there was no need for him to get stuck because of a trivial matter.

"Yes, yes." Zhou Tuo nodded quickly, heaving a sigh of relief: "I borrowed the Street Fighter III game disk from my classmate today, will you play with me tonight?"

"You're not mistaken, are you still in the third year of high school?" Ouyang Chenchen smiled, habitually raised one corner of his mouth, and looked at Zhou Tuo with straight eyes.

"What's wrong with the third year of high school? I'm bound to win the medical school of M University. It's a piece of cake. The more critical the moment, the more we should pay attention to the balance between work and rest." Zhou Tuo said stinkingly.

Ouyang Chenchen squinted at him: "Your mother, father, and grandfather don't care about you?"

"Just kidding, as long as I slap the report card in front of their eyes, young master, who would dare to talk nonsense?" Zhou Tuo became more and more arrogant.

Ouyang Chenchen could only shake his head: "You are so beautiful, you narcissist."

Zhou Tuo made an appointment with Ouyang Chenchen to go home with him as he wished, and waited at the door of Ouyang Chenchen's classroom after school.

When Ouyang Chenchen thought that he would not have to see his stepfather's face temporarily tonight, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

He knew that Zhou Tuo actually wanted to help him, but his self-esteem did not allow him to submit to anyone, not even the closest person.

Since Zhou Tuo was willing to take a step back from the fact that he was living in his house, he was of course willing to cooperate with him in pretending to be stupid.

The two walked to the school gate talking and laughing, and Ouyang Chenchen saw the conspicuous limousine outside the school gate at a glance.

Although some children from rich families have a car waiting outside the school gate to pick them up, this car is obviously not of the same class as those family cars.

Ouyang Chenchen faintly felt that the car looked familiar, so he couldn't help but slow down his pace, feeling nervous for some unknown reason.

Different from the ominous premonition, Ouyang Chenchen wanted to attribute his tense emotions to some kind of indescribable expectation.

Then, his expectation turned into reality in an instant, and the warm nostalgia like milk from last night appeared before his eyes again.

Bi Shaoliang got off the dazzling car, seemed to have seen him, and nodded to him.

Ouyang Chenchen blinked and stood still.