you're so stubborn

A lot of police came, and they detained all the people who didn't wear school uniforms.

Ou Chen glanced at the unknown boy curled up in the corner, and reminded him kindly, "Uncle policemen, this classmate is the leader of this gang fight, please don't leave him behind."

A policeman who looked older than the other policemen glanced at the group of students in school uniform and asked, "Who is Ochen?"

"I, I, I," Ou Chen stood up and smiled politely, "Hello, Uncle Policeman, I'm Ou Chen."

The policeman looked at him twice, and then he raised his hand and ordered his subordinates, "Take him away."

Immediately, two policemen also took the unknown boy away.

Ou Chen smiled in satisfaction, and then heard the policeman say, "Where is your...boyfriend?"

"Ah?" Ou Chen didn't respond.

The older policeman also didn't know what to say, it was the first time he heard that men were looking for boyfriends too.

But Ou Chen quickly realized, guessing that it was his father who ordered him, and then grabbed Xie Lang, "This is my boyfriend."

Xie Lang sighed, obviously he didn't want to recognize this identity, but he didn't get rid of him.

The policeman glanced at the boyfriend who wished to wring Ou Chen's head off. He was a little confused about the routine among the young people, shook his head, and said to the other students, "You all should leave, and we will stop gathering to fight in the future. , or I will catch you together next time!"

Zhou Shuo took a look at Ou Chen, saw Ou Chen nodding at him, and called Lin Shuang to leave with the high-ranking person.

Xu Haoyu wasn't worried about Xie Lang, he didn't even look at him, and left with his pigtails, very obedient.

"You two come with me." The older policeman turned sideways, motioning them to follow him.

This matter must go to the police station to make a record, so Xie Lang is also very cooperative, but just as he took a step forward, there was an extra big head on his shoulder.

"...Are you addicted to being beaten?" Xie Lang stopped and looked sideways at his big head.

"Back pain..." Ou Chen said weakly, as if he was dying, "I was hit by a knuckle just now, I can't straighten up a bit, I need help."

The faces of the two were very close, and all the heat of Ou Chen's words floated on Xie Lang's face. He frowned, and inexplicably remembered the hot palm just now...

"Xie Lang," Ou Chen tilted his head to look at him like that, afraid that he would slip off, and put his arms around Xie Lang's other shoulder vaguely, but he didn't dare to push hard for fear of being hit, "I'm standing behind you Three streets, no one dared to touch me, today in this broken alley, I was seriously injured for the first time in my history...for you."

Xie Lang didn't speak, just looked at him like that.

The noisy voice gradually faded away, and the silence between the two infinitely magnified some ambiguous meaning.

Xie Lang was a little uncomfortable, and tilted his head slightly. He knew that he should be more polite at the moment, and said thank you. After all, Ou Chen could completely ignore his own life, but he still stayed.

But when the words came to my lips, it became, "There are three streets standing behind... Are you telling a ghost story?"

Ou Chen almost didn't come up in one breath, making Xie Lang laugh angrily.

I don't know if his smile is too contagious, so Xie Lang couldn't help laughing.

After enjoying the music, he sighed again, supported Ou Chen's waist and walked forward slowly, "Laughing fart."

"Laughing at you." Ou Chen wholeheartedly played the role of the weak, leaning half on Xie Lang's body with peace of mind, and deliberately rubbed his chin on Xie Lang's shoulder when talking, which was very bad.

"If you keep rubbing around, I will make you really unable to stand up." Xie Lang warned him.

Ou Chen accepted the warning and just waited.

The police station is very close to the school, only two kilometers away.

The older policeman brought Ouchen and Xie Lang to an interrogation room, called a young policeman to take notes for them, and asked him to find a medicine kit by the way, first to give Ouchen his boyfriend's face deal with the injury.

As soon as the young policeman came over with the medicine box, Xie Lang's phone rang.

Xie Lang's heart skipped a beat, it was broken, and he didn't tell the child not to wait for him.

Turned on the phone and looked, after the update, Xie Yuyu was still playing video.

"Who is it?" Ou Chen leaned over and glanced at his phone, "Xie Yuyu...cute, why didn't you answer it."

"If you don't answer, you will scare him." Xie Lang frowned and muted the video, obviously he would not answer this video.

The child has a delicate mind, so don't show him his face when he picks it up, he will definitely think about it.

Take it and show him his face, it is estimated that Xie Zhuang will be drowned in a few minutes.

The best way is not to answer, so that he will be angry for a while at most, but when he is finished, he should comfort himself.

The problem is not big.

"That's right," Ou Chen nodded, and took the medicine box from the policeman Xiao Pian graciously, ready to give medicine to Xie Lang, "The injury on your face is quite scary."

Xie Lang watched his movements and wanted to stop him, when he heard the door of the interrogation room being opened, and then a gentle and calm voice sounded, "You still know how to be scary?"

Four people came in at the door, and the one walking in front was none other than others.

It's the real father of Ou Ze and Ou Chen!

Ouchen paused when he opened the medicine box, first he glanced at his father who was hanging up high, then at his expressionless father, he knew why his father didn't arrange dozens of little hooligans to come Instead of defending himself, he called the police.

Because dad is cowardly.

Thinking that his teammates had betrayed him, he quickly smiled obediently at Ou Ze, "Dad, why are you here?"

"I heard that there was a gang fight, I came to cheer him up." Ou Ze went to a black leather chair and sat down, which was dignified and decent.

"..." Ou Chen coughed, and pretending to be calm, he took out an alcohol cotton with tweezers, "Then you are late, the police uncle has arrested all the gangsters, here, just outside Son."

"What are you doing outside, aren't there two ready-made ones here?" Ou Ze leaned back in the chair, watching calmly as Ou Chen wiped another boy's wound, and that boy still looked disgusted.

Ou Chen smiled, didn't answer this sentence, and gave the old man who had chosen to be a panting vase since he entered the door a wink.

Dad received it, and took up the topic with a serious face, "Chenchen, are you injured?"

"Injured?" Ou Chen didn't understand whether he should be injured now or not.

"Yeah." Dad nodded, meaning he could get hurt a little.

"Oh..." Ou Chen understood, and said frankly, "I was hit by a knuckle on the back, and it should be blue by now."

"Take off your clothes and let me have a look." Ou Ze frowned, referring to the tiger, he knew how painful it would be when it hit someone.

"...Take it off here?" Ou Chen glanced at the two men in suits following behind his father, then at the two police uncles with burning eyes, and finally at Xie Lang.

The moment he met Xie Lang's eyes, he didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly swallowed.

No kidding, Xie Lang had murderous intentions at that time.

Ou Chen was a little embarrassed at first, but Xie Lang's look made him instantly rebellious.

Putting down the tweezers in his hand and tugging, he took off the school uniform on his body, then tore off the tie, and unbuttoned the shirt, revealing the entire clean and powerful upper body.

Can't tell, this kid actually has six pack abs.

... Xie Lang didn't know what he was looking at, and when he realized that his throat was a little dry, he quickly looked away.

Ou Chen looked at Xie Lang's red ears and smiled.

"Turn around, let me look at your back," Dad said.

Ou Chen turned around so that his back was facing Dad and Dad.

He couldn't see his back, and didn't know how frightening his back injury was. Just the four points that bear the knuckles' strength were covered with bruises and blood, and the pain caused by the knuckles was all in pieces. As it spread, the skin around the four spots turned green.

Xie Lang tilted his head and took a look, thinking that this person is really not pretending that he can't straighten up.

"Dalong doesn't think about it this time." The old man said in a cold voice.

"Go and take pictures." Ou Ze calmly ordered the lawyer standing behind him.

The lawyer nodded, took out his mobile phone and took two pictures of Ouchen's back, and finally asked Xie Lang, "Can I take a picture of the injury on your face?"

Xie Lang frowned, a bit reluctant, but looked at Ou Chen who was getting dressed, and nodded in agreement.

Although he didn't know what Ou Chen's father was doing, but he came to the police station to see his son and brought a lawyer with him, so he obviously came prepared, so no matter how they sued that short and ugly boy, it would never have any impact on him.

The lawyer successfully took the photo, which is considered evidence collection.

"Father," Ou Chen realized now, and glanced at his father, "Are you going to sue that idiot? My time...I think you should sue him to death, or I will sue him. How unsafe it is to commute to and from school every day."

Ou Ze's gentle gaze was a bit scary, which made Ou Chen's beautiful Chinese words nowhere to be used.

"You're not safe!" Dad raised his chin at him, "Let me ask you, do you go to No. [-] Middle School?"

Ou Chen was a little speechless, didn't he ask knowingly?

Did he go to school in the thirteenth middle school and why is he in the back alley of the thirteenth middle school today? Dad doesn't know, doesn't dad know?

Seeing that Dad was angry, there was one more reason.

Ou Chen hurriedly filed a complaint very unconscionably, "Dad, he scolded me."

Ou Ze didn't speak, but glanced at his father.

"..." The father felt that he was bitten by a white-eyed wolf, and then his expression changed. He looked at the older policeman and said, "You can deal with the student fights as you like, and don't look at me. I do not know him."

The older police officer looked at the sky, the ground, and the air, but refused to answer the question.

It's really hard to get along with the police these days. It's fine if the salary is low, but if you meet a gangster leader with some strength, you have to confess.

Ugh.

Bitter.

"Talk too much." Ou Ze glanced at his father, his eyes were full of blame.

The old man opened his mouth, but he didn't let out a fart in the end. He nodded resignedly, as if silently admitting his mistake.

"Let's go," Ou Ze got up, took two steps towards the door, then turned to look at Ou Chen and Xie Lang who had no intention of getting up, and asked softly, "What? You two plan to live here?"

Ou Chen glanced at the elderly policeman, "Can we go?"

The older policeman smiled slightly, "Okay, but don't fight again next time, or you two will have to come here again."

"Hey..." Ou Chen put on his coat and tie, "No more fights, I'm sorry today, I've caused trouble to the police uncle."

The older policeman smiled reassuringly.

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