four dead games

Chapter 13

Han Yang never thought that liking someone can be so hard.

The memory in front of him was shown in front of his eyes like a movie. Right here, he saw Ouyang Zheng hit someone for the first time, and it was actually because of himself.

As if he could feel Ouyang Zheng's mood, Han Yang knew this person too well, so he could even feel the mood he would have.It wasn't until now that Han Yang realized what kind of world Ouyang Zheng had been living in. He was born in the same hospital at about the same time, and his home was nearby, but their lives were not on the same track at all. It seemed that all of Ouyang Zheng's luck had befallen Han Yang.

The pain in his heart made Han Yang unbearable, he didn't know, he didn't know these things...

It turned out that I accidentally pushed Ouyang Zheng into hell with my own hands, and didn't give him a chance to touch the sun at all.

The love that was on the verge of extinction made Han Yang feel pain. The picture in front of him slowly dissipated, and the dark alley turned into a busy road. Han Yang looked around. This is what they must pass after school. There are many Internet cafes and game halls nearby.

He was still wondering if Ouyang Zheng was also inside, but soon he saw the boy walking towards here with his schoolbag. He couldn't see Han Yang, but Han Yang could see him.

Ouyang Zheng's temperament is no longer different from the previous one. He has learned to reject people who approach him with indifferent and violent eyes. He exudes an aura of not being close to strangers, but the feeling of loneliness is still obvious.

At this moment, a group of teenagers came out from the game hall. The leader was still discussing the content of the game with the boy behind him. As soon as he turned around, he saw Ouyang Zheng walking towards him.

"Yo, it's Ouyang."

Whistling towards Ouyang Zheng, the handsome young man walked towards him with a smile on his face, and then blocked his way.

"Why, you look unhappy again today, come and hit me to vent your anger, boss."

The boy's tone was very frivolous, as if he knew that Ouyang would not make a move, he arrogantly provoked.

"Step aside."

Ouyang Zheng raised his eyes and stared at the young man in front of him. The gaze projected from his black eyes seemed so cold that it could freeze, but he didn't kick him aside directly in accordance with his usual style.

"If you treat me so favorably, I will think that you are interested in me..."

The boy approached Ouyang Zheng with a smirk on his face, and the distance between their faces was less than five centimeters, but Ouyang Zheng remained as still as a mountain, as if he hadn't seen the person who always provoked him at all.

"It's really boring. I said that I hate homosexuals the most, but if the other party is you... well, it seems even more disgusting. Do you think it's really disgusting? No wonder that childhood sweetheart will run away, hahaha..."

"Hey, Liu Xu, you'd better restrain yourself. Ouyang Zheng will make you speechless if he starts to move. I warned you from the beginning."

This was said by another person. He just came out of the game hall, glanced at Ouyang Zheng, and then warned the boy named Liu Xu in a flat tone.

This person was one of the four people who made trouble with Ouyang Zheng at the beginning. He saw Ouyang Zheng break his friend's head with his own eyes, so his attitude towards Ouyang Zheng became cautious.

Perhaps in his opinion, Ouyang Zheng is a bomb/bomb that will explode at an unknown time, it is best not to piss him off, and don't fight him again.

Liu Xu waved his hand and left after saying that he was bored. The man still stood there and looked at Ouyang Zheng. Ouyang continued walking towards home as if nothing had happened.

"No matter how Liu Xu provokes you, you don't attack him because he looks a bit like Han Yang."

Leaning against the door of the game hall, the man had neither playful nor sarcasm on his face, he was simply asking questions.

Ouyang Zheng turned his head to look at the boy, stretched out his arms and grabbed his collar, his eyes were as cold as a lake covered with layers of ice in the severe cold.After being grabbed by the collar, he was obviously a little scared, but he still opened his mouth and said what he wanted to say.

"Without your constraints, his world has become wider. The school Han Yang transferred to not only won the right to represent the city's basketball team in the inter-provincial league, but also won the No.1. Han Yang is the strongest center. , he got the MVP."

Ouyang Zheng's expression changed slightly, but his grip on the man's collar was still strong.

"If it wasn't for you, our team would have had hope."

"Do you want to fight?"

Ouyang Zheng looked at the man with a bit of hatred expression, and asked in a flat tone.

"I just want to say that you are not good enough for him."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, that smile was biting cold.

"He has pitied you for so many years, should you let go? Or do you want to bite him back and make him regret that he once helped such a pervert?"

Ouyang Zheng grabbed his collar and said nothing, but he just looked directly at Ouyang.A gust of wind blew from a distance, and the coldness of late autumn blew firmly on everyone's skin. Ouyang Zheng's hair was blown up by the wind, and it could be seen from his eyes that he was injured .

Knocking off Ouyang Zheng's hand, the boy laughed out loud.

"This is the best way to get revenge on you. Even if I can't participate in the basketball league in junior high school, I still have a chance in high school. As for you, you have nothing left."

He pulled the schoolbag to the proper position on his shoulders, turned around and walked away, only Ouyang Zheng was left standing there, his clothes and hair were messed up by the wind, maybe his heart was still in the mess.

Han Yang stood there and looked at Ouyang Zheng, as if he could feel the coldness of the autumn wind blowing on him.He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Ouyang Zheng who was standing alone, but what he touched with his fingertips was just a piece of empty memory...

Ouyang Zheng, I'm sorry.

Even though I know it's useless to say I'm sorry, I'm still sorry.

When he was about to graduate from the third year of junior high school, Han Yang devoted himself to intense study and basketball team practice. Later, he was admitted to the best local high school with excellent results, and at the same time won the MVP of the provincial junior high school basketball league. .Both study and life are very good. There are many things in Han Yang's world that are worthy of careful management, but Ouyang Zheng's world is only him.

It was an absolutely closed and lonely world. Han Yang once walked into it, but he left later.After he left, the place was still too small to accommodate him alone.

He knew that Ouyang Zheng was a stubborn person, and now this stubbornness was deeply hurting all Han Yang's memories of Ouyang Zheng.

He may already know how he should face Ouyang, but he has no chance.

If I could go back...

Han Yang lowered his head, and the illusory Ouyang Zheng in his memory was still standing there, without thinking about it, he knew that he was suffering indescribable pain in his heart, and at that time, no one could share it for him.

Gently holding Ouyang Zheng's hand was just a non-existent shape in the air, but Han Yang couldn't help doing it.

I'm sorry, Ouyang Zheng.

Being able to face Han Yang in such a calm manner is probably Ouyang Zheng's best state.When he was in high school, he could see Han Yang every day, and he could breathe the air under the same sky with him. Even if there was no conversation between the two, at least, he was by Han Yang's side.

For Ouyang Zheng, perhaps this is already the greatest gift from heaven.

"Can you give me a chance?"

Han Yang looked at Ouyang Zheng's side face, and lowered his eyelids slightly, as if he could feel the coolness of the autumn wind, Han Yang's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"At least let me pay off the debt I owe..."

People around came and went, some passed through Han Yang's body, and some stopped beside him to watch the new game series released in the game hall.

It would be nice if I could convey this feeling to him.

As Han Yang thought about it, he saw Ouyang Zheng stretch out his hand to cover his eyes suddenly, and warm liquid flowed out from between his fingers.

……

"Actually, I like you very much now."

Han Yang pulled the corner of his mouth vigorously, even he felt that his lame confession was not convincing at all.

"I really like it. I was wrong. Don't cry."

He couldn't help but wanted to press Ouyang Zheng's shoulder, but all he touched was the deep pain and sorrow conveyed to his fingertips through the air.

"sorry."

Han Yang found that his vision was also blurred, his throat was uncomfortable, and his eye sockets were swollen and red.

Apart from being sorry, he didn't have anything to say, even if he said a lot, the other party couldn't hear him.

Should Ouyang Zheng not meet him, or should he not meet Ouyang Zheng?

No matter what, Ouyang Zheng is lonely, and Han Yang's light is too conspicuous. To some extent, it seems that things are always separated like participating in business. The two tracks that should not have intersected cross each other, and what is produced is not a cure. Just hurt.

If there is a chance, if there is a chance...

Han Yang let the tears flow from his eyes, he looked at Ouyang Zheng's slightly shaking shoulders, and couldn't help sobbing in his throat.

I want to pay off what I owe you.

I'm sorry, I left you after leaving you warm, I'm sorry, I made you feel so uncomfortable.

There were faint thin clouds floating in the sky, and the weather was gloomy as if it was about to rain. Ouyang Zheng seemed to have stood there for a century, and Han Yang stood beside him as if it had been a century.

I will always be with you in the future, and this time I will do what I say.

It was raining patter from the sky, Han Yang couldn't feel the touch of the raindrops, but the tears on his face were already covered by the rain.

Ouyang Zheng put down his hand, his eyes were red from crying, his city was not filled with rain, but full of admiration and longing for another person.