Chapter 3: Old Things

At this time, Ouyang suddenly seemed to be a different person, closed his eyes and smiled contemptuously, unhurriedly took out a box of cigarettes from his clothes pocket, lit it, took a puff, and looked down at the cigarette in his hand, looking regretful.

"Well, sure enough, this thing can make people feel better."

The look of vigilance in the boy's eyes was even worse, and he said coldly.

"Oh? I don't remember when Ouyang brought a cigarette with him. ”

Ouyang chuckled.

"I just got out of the car."

With that, Ouyang raised his head and stared at the boy, his eyes full of banter.

"But you, often gone, don't even know your brother? Ou Dagongzi. ”

When it comes to "Ou Dagongzi", Ouyang's eyes are even more ridiculous.

When the boy heard this, his brows tightened, and his eyes became a little solemn.

"It's you, why do you still want to come out, Ouyang is good?"

Ouyang smiled sideways, walked slowly to the boy's side, looked at the boy who was a head lower than himself, and couldn't help but smile contemptuously again, patted him on the shoulder, lowered his head and whispered in his ear.

"I'm also here to protect him, my subconscious has influenced him so many times today, and as a result, this fool is still here with you, and I won't come out to see you again, isn't that my miscompanionship, huh?"

The boy squinted and took a deep breath.

"Is the so-called influence to let him try to attack me? But you still don't seem to have changed, you always think you're smart. ”

With that, the boy raised his head and looked directly at Ouyang.

"I can't beat you, but have you forgotten that you can't get too close to me?"

After hearing this, Ouyang suddenly remembered something, and was about to retreat, but the boy was faster, and he violently injected the medicine in his hand into Ouyang's body.

Ouyang's eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth.

"Don't try to trap me for too long, I will..."

Before he could finish speaking, he fainted and fell to the ground.

The boy's face returned to his previous indifference, and he muttered softly with an expressionless face.

"Heh, I'll talk about it when you get back, brother."

A look of solemnity flashed in the boy's eyes.

That's right, he is Ou Sheng, the son of the Ou family, and he was originally six years older than Ouyang.

The two grandsons of the Ou family are one scholar and one martial arts, this Ou Sheng is very fond of herbal medicine, and Ouyang is quite talented in ancient boxing. However, when he was fourteen years old, Ouyang made a mistake in practicing boxing, and his boxing skills became more and more evil, and his originally kind temperament changed greatly, becoming ruthless, and he was a little unscrupulous at a young age.

Old Man Ou was the first to discover this condition, but unfortunately it was too late, it had already generated another personality, and it was difficult to get rid of it, so he had to use medicine to suppress it. And Ou Sheng Nian's younger brother was young, so he kept testing the medicine by himself. In the end, Ouyang's other personality was suppressed, and he himself was only fourteen years old.

Thinking that Ouyang had lost most of his memories because of this, Ou Sheng simply moved out and disappeared from then on, making Ouyang think that he was the only son of the Ou family and had no brother.

Ou Sheng originally thought that he would forget it like this, but he never thought that his grandfather would retire to take care of his little grandson because of depression on his face, but not only did he not give up his research behind his back, but he became more stubborn, and he created that kind of thing. It was good to solve it secretly, but for some reason it spread, Old Man Ou understood that this matter was not his alone, but the matter was beyond his control, so he had to contact Ou Sheng to take Ouyang away first, maybe he didn't expect that Ouyang could be infected by that thing.

Thinking of this, Ou Sheng's eyes were even more solemn.

Ou Sheng closed the door tightly and laboriously helped Ouyang to the bedroom.

It was getting dark, and because there were few people in the suburbs, there were fewer sounds from outside, but not nothing. Ou Sheng sat beside Ouyang with a frown, looked at the time from time to time, and then saw if there were any changes in Ouyang's body, seeing that he had passed out for so long, there was still no wrong reaction on his appearance, and the solemnity in his eyes gradually changed to doubts and thoughts.

Ouyang Tu's brows furrowed, he hissed lightly, and gradually woke up.

Ou Sheng frowned, and a small needle slid out of his hand again, if Ouyang moved slightly, even if he couldn't bear to euthanize his own brother, he would control him first.

Everything is unknown, just waiting for Ouyang to wake up.

Ouyang slowly opened his eyes, only to feel a splitting headache, and the scratched arm was also in pain, he couldn't help but close his eyes and "hiss", struggled to prop up his body, rubbed his forehead, opened his eyes and found that he was in a strange environment, and his eyes couldn't help but flash with vigilance.

Looking around, he found the boy he didn't know sitting next to him, and asked.

"Who are you and where is this?"

Finding that Ouyang still didn't know him, and his expression was not abnormal, Ou Sheng knew it in his heart and withdrew the needle in his hand into his sleeve.

"This is my home."

Ouyang frowned, and was about to turn over and get out of bed, but his left hand couldn't exert his strength and fell on the bed.

Ou Sheng glanced at it, and his face returned to his previous indifferent expression.

"You also know what will happen to the injury on your arm, I advise you not to think about leaving here yet, it will be good for you and me."

After that, he got up and went out, stopped when he walked to the door, turned around and said, "By the way, my name is Ou Sheng." ”

When it was over, he walked out without looking back.

Ouyang couldn't lie flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, thinking unconsciously.

"I don't know how long I've been asleep, has the outside changed? Mom and Dad have been missing for as long as they can remember, so what should my grandfather do, I became that monster, and my grandfather would be very sad..."

Thinking of this, Ouyang's eyes became a little moist, and when he closed his eyes, a tear crossed him.

Suddenly, Ouyang thought of something.

If it's messy outside, then why is it okay if I'm scratched?!

Ouyang was happy in his heart, he hadn't turned into a monster yet, did everything take a turn for the better.

Although Ouyang's left hand couldn't exert his strength, after all, he still had some foundation, the pain in the ninja's arm, he turned over and got out of bed, ready to go out.

As soon as he walked to the door of the bedroom, he saw Ou Sheng standing there with a quaint dagger in his hand, obviously he was also about to go in, and seeing that Ouyang did not come out obediently, the indifference on Ou Sheng's face began to be a little angry.

Ouyang saw his anger, but there was some apprehension in his heart, anyone who saw others standing in front of him angrily with a dagger was a little timid.

Ouyang was not stupid, he laughed a few times and waved his hand back.

"Brother Ou, don't be angry, I'm not afraid that you will be busy alone and want to go out to help you, what kind of knife do you use at a young age..."

Ou Sheng was so impressed by his appearance that he didn't laugh angrily, and handed the dagger over.

"What do you want, take it, it's for you."

This is Ouyang's favorite dagger when he was a child, but he used to think that he was young and afraid that he would hurt his hand if he didn't get it right, and now give it to him, first, the world is chaotic for self-defense, and second, to fulfill his childhood dream.

Thinking of the appearance outside now, Ou Sheng's eyes froze.