you must like me too

Xu Ru also felt that her youngest son was sometimes quite silly, cute and annoying.

But seeing how wronged the child was by what his brother said, he had no choice but to speak out in defense.

"I'm talking about you kid, just talk about things, how can you attack personally! What's wrong with Tuantuan getting along with his classmates? He used to get along well with his classmates at school!"

"Can it be the same before as it is now? In high school, my mind was devoted to studying, and even some complicated minds and troublemakers had no room for development.

"Now it's a university, students from all over the country, character, personality, growth environment, economic conditions, which one is not more complicated than high school?

"In the future, in school, don't wrong yourself, but don't show off."

Song Changhe nodded: "That's not wrong. Tuantuan has a soft temper and is not easy to provoke right and wrong, but just because you don't commit crimes doesn't mean that people won't commit crimes against you. It's not that we are boasting. As far as our family's economic conditions are concerned, we must be considered among the top among classmates. Be careful with your spending."

"Our Tuantuan is not a ostentatious person!" As a godmother, she is not boasting about her own children. Their family Tuantuan is really not a spendthrift and ostentatious person.

Song Yaohui explained: "It's not that I'm afraid that he'll be ostentatious, or that he's a fool who doesn't know how to guard against others. If you encounter financial difficulties, don't be too busy with love, and don't always fight to pay the bill when you spend with your classmates."

Ouyang Dewen finally knew what image he was in the hearts of his family members: "I thought only my elder brother regarded me as mentally retarded, but Uncle Song and godmother also regarded me as a fool..."

Song Changhe: "Nonsense. That's how we give an example!"

Song Yaohui continued to educate the mentally retarded: "Don't form a small group, don't have heart-to-heart relationships with everyone, and don't easily conflict with others, put learning first... Also, don't foolishly tell people that your learning is an experiment. room in exchange."

Ouyang Dewen was a little angry: "Song Yaohui, you just think I'm stupid."

Song Yaohui smiled wryly in his heart, I didn't think you were stupid, I just decided to let you learn to grow up by yourself.

"Don't be angry, your brother is also worried about you. When you encounter something, tell your family, former classmates and friends that we are smart, and we will be able to adapt to college life immediately." Xu Ru quickly patted her head.

Ouyang Dewen: "I'm not smart at all!"

Song Yaohui: "From now on, when I come back by car on weekends, don't collect all the dirty clothes and socks and take them home. The small ones will be washed at school..."

Xu Ru interrupted him: "Song Yaohui, you are endless, right? Didn't you say that you only care about big things, and don't ask about these small things in Tuantuan's life. It's really annoying."

Ouyang De hugged his godmother firmly: "Godmother, my brother is really annoying. Do you think he has a different menopause than others, but it's too early!"

Xu Ru was amused by him and laughed.

Song Yaohui got up and kicked him, "Come to my room!"

"Why is there still a small meeting after the general meeting?" He complained, but he didn't delay getting up and following his brother to the room.

The rooms of Ouyang Dewen and his brother are both on the third floor. His brother's room is a small suite that is bigger than his, with a small study and a separate bathroom.

He threw himself directly onto the bed as soon as he entered the room.

"Get up! Go to the study!"

Ouyang De buried his head under the quilt firmly, and said in a low voice, "No, it's so comfortable."

Song Yaohui thought about it, just the two of them, let's talk here.

"Then get up and sit down...at least turn your face around and look at me!"

"What do you have to see!" In fact, there is something to see, but it is so handsome!

Ouyang Dewen sat up while secretly thinking about Xiaosi.

Song Yaohui also sat down on the small sofa next to him, speaking in a soft tone this time.

"Tuantuan, if I was downstairs just now, what do you want to say to me?"

Ouyang Dewen was a little puzzled: "No...I understand what you mean, don't you just worry that I will suffer when I grow up, and I'm not really stupid."

Song Yaohui smiled dotingly, "I'm glad I don't care about you from now on, right?"

Ouyang De thought to himself, I wish you could control me for the rest of my life!But in the end dare not say it.

"I'll be happy when you really do it!"

Song Yaohui leaned on the back of the sofa, staring at the child in front of him who was about to fly away from his control - no, it was no longer a child.

Ouyang Dewen felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at him, "Brother, why are you looking at me like this, as if you were looking at me for the last time, it's so scary."

Song Yaohui reprimanded lightly: "You're talking nonsense again!"

He changed his tone again, and said seriously to the young man in front of him: "Tuantuan, although I said just now that you have to learn to make decisions and learn to grow up, I don't mean to let you go."

"I know!"

"Although I told you not to cause trouble at school, it definitely didn't mean to make you wrong yourself at school. Remember what I say next."

Ouyang De watched his brother become serious, and sat upright.

"If you are wronged or encounter something you can't handle, you must tell me immediately! Don't be afraid of being scolded, and don't be afraid of being beaten—I won't beat you with a belt in the future!"

"take note of it!"

Ouyang De ran over steadily and wanted to sit on his brother.

Song Yaohui pushed him away, faced Ouyang Dewen's sad little eyes, and smiled lightly: "Don't lean on me in the future, how old are you, these kissing gestures when you were young, should be changed."

Ouyang Dewen was very disappointed, his eyes were red and he stood aside with his lips pursed.

Song Yaohui clenched his fists, but he didn't hug him to comfort him, he turned his eyes away.

Not only for Ouyang, but also for not conniving and compromising with himself.

He told himself that from now on, he must be mentally prepared for the child to grow up and fly away at any time.

Ouyang De felt that growing up was not good at all, he had to learn to adapt to the environment and society, and to live a life without his brother, which was not good.

But he also understood that there was nothing wrong with his brother doing this.

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On Sunday afternoon, Ouyang Dewen took the driver's car back to school by himself.

He got out of the car at the school gate, carrying a backpack, a suitcase, and a large handbag in his hand.

He was just about to put his handbag on the suitcase and drag it together when he heard someone greet him.

"Ouyang Dewen! Those who didn't know thought you just came to report! What are you bringing?"

Ouyang saw that it was Zhang Kangjian, so he handed the handbag to Zhang Kangjian, took off the backpack and put it on the suitcase.

"You're not being polite to me!" Zhang Kangjian didn't refuse either. He was tall and strong, so he didn't feel heavy.

"You are welcome, you are the first friend I met in school! By the way, just call me Ouyang, kind!" Although there was not much communication during the military training, after all, they have a deeper relationship than other students. Secret person.

"Oh, don't dare to be kind! Your brother doesn't seem to be a good stubble!"

"What's the matter with my brother, besides, why is my brother not a good stubble?"

Zhang Kangjian looked around, lowered his voice, and asked the question he wanted to ask the most: "Your brother said you are not gay, why did you go to that bar?"

Ouyang also whispered to him: "I didn't come out. I told him that I went to see it out of curiosity. He didn't doubt it either. After all, he came out. He might think that I went to see it because of his curiosity."

Zhang Kangjian returned to normal volume: "Then are you?"

Ouyang nodded: "Yes, I realized it in the first year of high school."

"When I was in the third grade of junior high school, my mother and a friend of mine knew about it."

"I like my brother."

Zhang Kangjian was stunned for a while, and continued to walk forward: "What kind of brothers are you and your brother?"

Ouyang told him about his family situation, and his feelings for his brother, all the way to the dormitory.

Zhang Kangjian helped him carry the bag to his dormitory, left a sentence "you people in big cities really know how to play" and went back to his dormitory.

Ouyang muttered, "Who played it?"!

Take out the fruit snacks that his godmother forcefully packed for him in the bag and put them on the table for the people in the dormitory to eat together.Two more were given to Zhang Kangjian's dormitory.

Liang Ruoming, the roommate next to his bed, took out an orange and joked: "Squad leader, are you going home? Are you moving?"

Yan Han, who lived across from him, looked at the clothes in his suitcase, "It's only mid-September, and you brought a sweater here? Isn't your house so close that you plan to return once a week?"

Ouyang didn't even raise his head: "I'll take it later when I save it." In fact, his godmother was afraid of the sudden drop in temperature and happened to have no one at home to give it to him, so she would freeze him again.

He greeted Ren Fei who lived opposite Liang Ruoming who was sitting on the bed and playing games: "Ren Fei, can you hang up? The food I brought to me at home is still hot. Come down and eat, and save yourself going to the cafeteria!"

This is what his godmother specially asked his aunt to do, and asked him to bring it here to have a good relationship with his classmates.

His godmother thought of everything for him, but his brother, no one saw him today!

Liang Ruoming took down the small table on his bed and put it in the middle of the dormitory, and put the food brought by Ouyang on the small table.

Ouyang: "It's too short to put on the small table, why don't you squat to eat?"

Yan Han came over: "This is too rich, it would be nice to have a roommate from this city in the dormitory."

Ren Fei got out of bed: "This roommate in this city is kind and generous!"

Ouyang was busy with his own, "You are kind and generous to your roommate, and you are only going to take this time with your roommate!"

Ren Fei came over with chopsticks: "Aren't you going to eat?"

Ouyang: "If you come back from eating, you can eat."

Ouyang finally finished packing, and said to the three who were devouring: "After eating, you have to help me clean the crisper! Did you see the message sent by the counselor in the group, informing the opening class meeting tonight to select class cadres, I will Resign later, Oye!"

Ren Fei: "We still choose you!"

Ouyang frowned: "Brother, everyone! They don't know what I am, don't you know that I have been with you day and night for half a month? I can't do it, and I don't want to do it!"

Ren Fei: "If there is anything you can't do, there are so many things you can do. There is no harm in doing it. The girls in our class also like you very much."

Liang Ruoming: "That's right, they said that you are calm and elegant, deep and unrevealing, modest and gentle, and a warm man. Although you have a baby face, you are also a handsome baby face. Apart from your height, your personality and name are very in line with the image of the hero of an idol drama.!"

Ouyang: Is 172 short? !

Yan Han: "Except for our dormitory, no one has noticed that you are funny, right? You also have a name like a domineering president and a hero..."

The three laughed out loud.

Ouyang Dewen: "I'm so funny, I'm serious and reliable!"

Liang Ruoming: "It's hard to find the truth if you talk less and get along less!"

Ouyang Dewen pointed fiercely with his fingers: "I tell you, if I am elected, you don't want me to bring food from home again!"

A few people just cared about eating and ignored him.

Ouyang Dewen: Sorry!

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