When you wake up, Bamboo Horse becomes a boyfriend [Rebirth]

Just such a simple word pain, like a sharp knife piercing into Chao Yang's heart, it hurts even more than Su Qin's executioner.

Seeing that he was about to cry again, Liao Xingchen suddenly felt dizzy and hurriedly changed his words: "It doesn't hurt, I lied to you."

As for why he told this lie, Liao Xingchen had no intention of exploring.

It was wrapped in such a thick layer of gauze, how could it not hurt.Chao Yang only thought that this person was pretending to be strong, and felt even more guilty: "I'm sorry."

Liao Xingchen couldn't help laughing: "What are you apologizing for?"

Chao Yang: "I'm the one who caused you to be beaten."

It was impossible to be beaten, and it was a bit of a burden. Liao Xingchen thought of the chocolate pie that was eaten, nodded and said: "Well, it is indeed your responsibility."

The smell of cooking from the neighbor's house wafted from the living room. Only then did Chaoyang realize that he was still lying in Liao Xingchen's arms, and his face turned red.

He moved up unintentionally and walked towards the kitchen: "Aunt Hua isn't coming back at noon, is she? I'll cook noodles for you."

Liao Xingchen felt fresh: "Can you cook noodles?" He thought that Chaoyang was someone who couldn't cook at all.

Chaoyang's noodle cooking skill was learned from Uncle Li in his previous life. When he was on duty all night and was hungry, he would cook supper in the security room.

"I can cook, Yangchun noodles, scallion noodles, fried noodles with eggs, which one do you like?"

"Ah, you are injured, you should eat Yangchun noodles."

After finishing speaking, Chao Yang skillfully tied up the apron, and the belt tightened the loose school uniform, revealing a slender waist and back.

Liao Xingchen's gaze fell on him all the time, seeing him busy in the kitchen in an orderly manner, boiling water and noodles, washing and chopping vegetables.

The mobile phone placed on the sofa vibrated a few times, Liao Xingchen pressed the call button to answer, his eyes were still watching every move in the kitchen: "What are you doing?"

Chen Hua rubbed her stiff shoulders. She had just finished first aid, and when she came out of the operating room, she learned that her son had beaten someone at school.

"Why are you fighting again?"

Chen Hua's tone was casual, neither blaming nor caring, "What's the reason this time?"

Liao Xingchen put his feet on the coffee table: "Someone robbed me of snacks."

On the other end of the phone: "..."

What kind of groundbreaking reason is this?Chen Hua's willow-leaf eyebrows frowned: "Don't you not like snacks?"

Moreover, what kind of snacks are so expensive that they fight with others?

Liao Xingchen paused, and changed to a more reasonable explanation: "Oh, that's because he stained my table."

This was a convincing reason, Chen Hua was persuaded, and criticized his son a few words: "I asked your dad to adjust the monitoring in the afternoon, is the other party seriously injured?"

Talk about adjusting the surveillance first, and then ask about the other party's injuries. Liao Xingchen knew what his mother really wanted to know as soon as he heard it.

"Don't worry, I didn't get photographed when I hit him in the toilet."

Chen Hua breathed a sigh of relief, and said angrily, "You, can you be more peaceful in your own school? What if things get serious, how would you ask your dad to deal with it?"

Liao Xingchen's father, Liao Zhihang, is both the director of Binjiang Hospital and Shining's principal. This matter is not a secret in Binjiang Hospital, and every family knows it.

But almost no one in the school knew about it.

The Liao family deliberately kept it a secret, and those in the know would not gossip around, and Liao Xingchen himself even disdained to show off this relationship.

He didn't even want to go to school under his father's nose, as if he was being monitored: "Since you are worried about this, why did you let me go to school?"

"Where are the experimental classes in other schools?" Chen Hua didn't want to discuss this topic with her son, "Let's not talk about this, have you eaten yet?"

Liao Xingchen: "I didn't eat."

Chen Hua glanced at the calendar on the table, which was filled with the operation schedule: "I can leave for a while, and I will go back and cook for you."

"No need." Liao Xingchen stopped her, "You should rest in the hospital, someone will cook for me at home."

"Who?"

Liao Xingchen smiled: "The upstairs neighbor."

Not long after hanging up the phone, two bowls of light and delicious Yangchun noodles were served, and Chao Yang prepared an extra boiled egg. The guilt in his heart has not subsided, and the only way to atone is to be as good as possible to Liao Xing .

"Otherwise, shall I feed you?"

Liao Xingchen injured his right hand. Chao Yang was worried that it would be inconvenient for him to hold the chopsticks, so he wanted to feed him when he picked up the bowl.

In fact, Liao Xingchen is left-handed, and his right hand is not so injured that he can't hold chopsticks, but for some unknown purpose, he just turned himself into a disabled person who can't take care of himself.

Seeing how miserable his behavior was, Chao Yang felt even more uncomfortable, wishing that he was the one who would be hurt.Chao Yang's distress was written all over his face, Liao Xingchen saw it all in his eyes, and suddenly felt warm in his heart.

He has never lost a fight with others before, and today is the first time someone has taken care of him with such eyes and care.

Liao Xingchen felt very useful.

The two got very close, and Chao Yang was feeding and looking at the wound on the other's face, the large swaths of bruises made the surrounding skin whiter, and there was a kind of morbid and incomplete beauty.

He was a little dumbfounded, and in the end he even forgot to feed the noodles.

Chao Yang's gaze was too direct and burning, Liao Xingchen couldn't ignore it, he raised his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chao Yang turned his slightly hot face aside and said, "It's nothing."

The two sides had different thoughts after eating a bowl of noodles. In the afternoon, there were four or ten minutes before class, Chaoyang packed the kitchen dishes, cut a fruit plate and put it in front of Liao Xingchen.

"I'm going to school first, and I'll come back to see you in the evening."

Liao Xingchen looked at the time and felt a little bit reluctant: "Why did you leave so early?"

Chao Yang put his schoolbag on his back and said, "If you take the bus, you have to leave early."

Liao Xingchen took out the car lock key: "You can ride my car."

You can stay here for an extra 10 minutes by bike.

Chao Yang shook his head and refused, how dare he have anything to do with Liao Xingchen?What if Su Qin saw him riding Liao Xingchen's bicycle to school, went crazy and beat him up?

He has to keep a distance from him in the future.

Just a few minutes after Chaoyang left, Xu Lei came back.

As soon as he entered the door, he noticed the gauze on Liao Xingchen's hand, and he stared wide-eyed: "Damn, why did you suffer such a serious injury?!"

Because of the household registration problem, Xu Lei and Liao Xingchen were divided into another urban area to study elementary and junior high school, and they did not transfer back to Shijiang District until high school.

It was the first time for Xu Lei to see this person with colorful faces after being classmates for so many years, and his first reaction was: "Su Qin is so skilled?!"

"Do you think it's possible?"

Liao Xingchen sneered, he took off the gauze, there was a very shallow wound on the tiger's mouth, the blood on it had already solidified.

I am ashamed to say that I am a little rusty after not doing it for a long time. This injury was scratched by himself when he accidentally bumped into the gap in the tile of the sink while beating Su Qin.

Xu Lei sprayed: "It hurts you so much to wrap such thick gauze!?" The gauze at home can't be wasted like this, right?

Liao Xingchen said, "It's not because of me."

When he went to the infirmary in the morning, the school doctor happened to be away, and only a third-year senior was there to give practical lessons.

The senior was obviously not familiar with the infirmary, and when the gauze was half wrapped, she realized that she couldn't find the scissors. Liao Xingchen didn't bother to wait, so he simply asked her to wrap the rest of the gauze on her hands.

Xu Lei was convinced, and asked again: "Then what about the wound on your face? How did it come about?"

Liao Xingchen put an apple into his mouth, unexpectedly sweet: "Well, I let that surnamed Su hit it on purpose."

"why?"

Why else, of course, because of the witnesses, if someone didn't appear suddenly, how could Su Qin have a chance to meet him.

On the first day of entering high school, Liao Xingchen promised his parents that no matter what, he would not let others see him hitting someone.

Therefore, when he found someone passing by outside the toilet, Liao Xingchen immediately withdrew his hand and deliberately showed his flaws to make Su Qin throw a backhand punch.

In fact, the injury was really not serious, but because of his white skin, the bruises looked scary. Chao Yang didn't notice it because he cared about it.

Xu Lei understood all the facts, gave a thumbs up and said in admiration, "A cow is still a cow, but... why did that kid Su Qin mess with you for no reason?"

Liao Xingchen replied casually, "Probably because of Chao Yang."

Because of Chaoyang?

Xu Lei pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration. The relationship between Liao Xingchen and Chaoyang was not close, and he knew it all the time as a middleman.

So some time ago Chaoyang became inexplicably enthusiastic about Liao Xingchen. Xu Lei asked the reason curiously, and the answer he got at that time was that he simply wanted to borrow a notebook.

But judging from the few things that happened today, Xu Lei felt that it was not that simple. How could borrowing a notebook be so considerate?Can't you just ask directly?

Could it be that Chao Yang is a drunkard who does not want to drink, but actually has another purpose? !

"...You mean, Chao Yang approached me on purpose?"

After listening to Xu Lei's analysis, Liao Xingchen was a little speechless: "Just to stimulate that Su?"

In the end, he is just a pawn? ?

Is this what you mean by implicating him?

"Ang, how did Su Qin talk to Chao Yang before? But since you appeared, he has approached Chao Yang more often."

"I even fought with you because of Chao Yang."

The more Xu Lei reasoned, the more he felt that he was a young genius in love, and his logic was perfect. He thought of something and clapped his hands excitedly:

"Oh, that's right! This morning, Su Qin even took the initiative to talk to Chao Yang about dating!"

Liao Xingchen's heart sank immediately, and his voice was covered with ice: "Then are they together?"

Xu Lei shook his head: "No, it seems that Su Qin wants to be in two boats, but Chao Yang is not willing."

"It's probably forcing the other party to break up."

Liao Xingchen: "..."

He regretted that he was merciful in the morning, and he should have beaten the other party all over the place.

Xu Lei knew that Liao Xingchen was in a bad mood, so he kindly comforted him: "Hey, just understand Chao Yang."

After Zhou Kai's research was over, he learned that his favorite girl was being bullied by the school bully, and he was so angry that he couldn't even eat. He called Liao Xingchen and told him to take good care of his injuries at home: "Don't come on weekends, just rest for two more days."

It doesn't matter whether you go to school or not, it's all about studying papers anyway.

Liao Xingchen sat down at the desk and took out a math competition question bank to pass the time and sort out his thoughts.

He glanced at the question, and Chao Yang's tear-stained face appeared in front of his eyes; he drew the key hints in the question with a pen, and Zhao Yang's distressed eyes drifted over.

As soon as he wrote the word "jie", Chaoyang asked him if it hurts again with a sobbing voice...

"…………"

After sitting for two hours, Liao Xingchen just put down his pen after writing less than a third of a set of questions.