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Le Zhishi nodded, but he suddenly thought of something and shook his head. "Today is Friday. Senior has something to do. This time, I'm partnered with another newbie. We have to go to the radio station at noon to check our scripts. "
"That's too bad. Why don't I bring you some of my clothes in the afternoon?"
Le Zhishi sneezed and rubbed his nose. "Forget it. It's fine as long as you don't go out. Anyway, tomorrow is a holiday. It won't be a problem."
At this point, Jiang Yufan thought of something. "By the way, Zhang Yameng just said that it's her birthday tomorrow. She invited the whole class to the KTV. You're going, right?"
Zhang Yameng was the most popular girl in their class. Her father was in the food business. Although she was a little spoiled, she was warm-hearted, so she was always the center of attention. Le Zhishi was the center of attention in class. Many students liked to make fun of them. Zhang Yameng seemed to enjoy it. Once or twice was fine, but after a few times, Le Zhishi subconsciously avoided it.
"I …" Le Zhishi sneezed again and didn't finish his sentence.
Coincidentally, Zhang Yameng came over. She skipped to Le Zhishi's side. "Le Zhishi! You must come tomorrow. I've booked a very delicious restaurant. " She put her hands behind her back and smiled sweetly. "They all agreed. Our class can't miss anyone."
Before Le Zhishi could say anything, Zhang Yameng listed out the itinerary for Saturday in one breath. She didn't leave any room for him to interrupt. In the end, she half whined and half begged him to go.
It would be embarrassing to reject her directly. Moreover, she invited the whole class. Le Zhishi didn't want to go, so he didn't agree. He listened to the sports committee member and went to the back of the boys' team.
Tomorrow, he would use the excuse of being seriously ill to send a text message.
The music started and all the students started to do their exercises.
The high school team was in front of the middle school team. He looked across the whole class and unconsciously glanced diagonally ahead. Seeing Song Yu, who was also standing at the end of the class, Le Zhishi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, at least his brother was wearing the autumn school uniform.
However, he didn't wear a suit. Instead, he wore the black and white sportswear that was always ridiculed. It was loose and big, making him look even thinner and taller.
Peiya's school uniform had always been envied by other schools. They had a total of four sets: a shirt and tie summer uniform, a spring and autumn uniform with a knitted vest and a suit jacket, a sportswear and a thick winter uniform, and the colors of the two schools were different. But it was also because of this that Peiya's campus often had chaotic scenes of different people and different seasons.
However, even the loose sportswear on the tall and slender body of Song Yu was much more outstanding than the other students.
After the last movement was completed, the team was dismissed. Le Zhishi remembered that he hadn't reported to the stationmaster, Qin Yan, about the change of partner, so he walked in the direction of the high school. He wanted to hurry back and inform the stationmaster.
Qin Yan saw Le Zhishi running towards him from afar. He stood there waiting for him and even pulled Song Yu back.
Since the last substitute class, the rumor of Le Zhishi not getting along was dispelled. However, the news of Le Zhishi being caught eating self-heating rice in the evening self-study session spread like wildfire. In everyone's mind, Song Yu was a difficult person to get along with, but he could cover up for such a ridiculous thing. It was a touching brotherhood.
Afraid of wasting their time, Le Zhishi explained the matter in the shortest and most concise way. The cold wind blew and messed up his slightly curly hair. His entire body curled up like a weak little mouse.
"Okay. I got it. " Qin Yan's eyes were sharp. He saw a colorful snack bag sticking out of his trousers pocket and reached out to take it. "What's this?"
"Rainbow Candy. I bought it from the supermarket." Le Zhishi said, "Do you want to eat it? Brother Qin Yan, you can have it. It's the yogurt from last time … Achoo —"
Qin Yan's attention was on the Rainbow Candy. "It's that good. Then I'll try two … "Before he could tear it open, the bag in his hand was snatched away by Song Yu. A neat parabola was thrown in the air. Le Zhishi subconsciously reached out and caught it in a daze.
"What are you trying? It's time for class." Song Yu dragged Qin Yan away.
"Fire Hitachi! You can't stand others being nice to me! " Qin Yan, who was dragged away, was very indignant. However, he suddenly thought of something. "Hey, he said something about yogurt just now …"
"You're so noisy." Song Yu frowned.
Le Zhishi didn't give the candy away. He could only put it back in his trousers pocket and rubbed the tip of his nose.
"Le Zhishi."
When he heard Song Yu's voice, he looked up and saw the other party pulling down the zipper of his jacket and taking off his clothes. Before Le Zhishi could react, the sportswear was thrown over and covered him like a rat net.
"Put it on."
Le Zhishi hurriedly took off his clothes, but only Song Yu's back was left in his line of sight. He looked down at the sportswear in his hand and then looked at it further away. Finally, he put it on and zipped it up to the top.
The sleeves were so long.
Only half of his palm was exposed.
He flung his sleeves all the way back to the classroom, like a little chick flapping its wings. The black and white of the high school uniform was too eye-catching when mixed in with the blue. As soon as he returned to class, Le Zhishi was teased one after another. Everyone said things like "I'm so jealous".
But he inexplicably enjoyed it.
The evil wind was still blowing fiercely outside. It drilled into the gaps of the aluminum window and made a strange whining sound. Le Zhishi cupped his face with his hands that were covered by the long sleeves. He listened quietly and thought that the sound was quite cute, like the cry of a little monster.
In order to check the script, he ate a bowl of plain rice noodles in the cafeteria at noon. After discussing with his friends, he went back to the classroom for lunch. Le Zhishi lay on the table and buried his head in his arms. His whole body was enveloped by the faint scent of detergent on Song Yu's clothes.
They obviously used the same detergent, but something seemed to be different.
Song Yu was different from everyone else.
He was not in good spirits the whole day. He almost sneezed into the microphone during the broadcast. But at least he lasted until school was over. Once class was over, Zhang Yameng asked him a question and then suggested that they go together. "Are you feeling unwell? You'll definitely get sick if you ride the bike again. My driver is waiting for me outside. How about I take you home? "
Le Zhishi shook his head and pulled away. "It's not on the way. My house is very close. We'll get there in a short while."
Zhang Yameng still insisted and pulled his arm. "Don't be polite with me. It'll be faster if you take the car."
Le Zhishi coughed twice and pulled his hand back.
"I heard it's going to rain this weekend. I don't want to leave my bike in the rain for two days. Maybe next time." After saying that, he quickly walked away.
Riding a bike in cold weather was indeed uncomfortable. The wind blew his sportswear, and the cold air mixed with the scent of osmanthus flowed all over his body. When he got home, Le Zhishi felt dizzy. He made quite a bit of noise when he changed his shoes. Papa Song was sitting in the kitchen doing some work. When he heard the sound, he turned his head. "Le?"
"Uncle." Le Zhishi's voice was muffled.
Song Jin immediately sensed that something was wrong. "Did you catch a cold?"
Seeing the little guy come in wearing his son's school uniform, Song Jin smiled and turned his head to continue reading his notebook. He said to himself, "Song Yu is quite like an older brother."
"Come and drink some sweet soup. Your Aunt Rong cooked orange peel red bean paste for the whole night."
Le Zhishi took an unfinished hot-blooded youth manga from the shelf and sat down next to Song Jin. The red bean paste was cooked until it was soft and delicate. The amount of rock sugar was just right. It was still warm. After drinking it, one's whole body warmed up. The glutinous rice cake was slightly fluffy and had a little charred shell. It was soaked in the sweet red bean paste. With a bite, one could pull out half of it. It was sticky and sticky. Eating while reading manga, he was bursting with happiness.
Seeing that Song's dad was busy, Le Zhishi didn't say anything. He silently ate at the side. After eating one bowl, he filled another bowl. There was a roasting plate on the counter. Inside it was neatly stacked with spicy pork jerky. It seemed to have just been roasted. Le Zhishi took two pieces and carried his bowl back to the middle island.
Song Jin finished his work and turned off his computer. "What are you going to do this weekend? Do you want to go fishing at Liangzi Lake with me? Your Aunt Rong Rong is going too. "
Le Zhishi licked the red bean paste on his lips. "Is Brother going?"
"He doesn't have time. He has to attend the election speech for the city's three good students tomorrow." Lin Rong came down from upstairs.
The city's three good students. Song Yu was indeed one of the city's three good students. Le Zhishi chewed the pork jerky carefully. His heart was full of admiration. Song Jin didn't know about this. "The process of evaluating the city's three good students is so complicated now?"
"Yeah, I thought it was strange at first. Later, I heard from a friend that it was because a child who won the award during last year's evaluation went through other means and took the spot." Lin Rong sat across from them with her bowl. "The child who failed the selection had better grades. The parents weren't convinced, so they went to the Education Bureau to make a fuss. So this year, the vetting process has become stricter. They even added an election segment. Maybe it's just in case. "
Le Zhishi immediately said, "Brother Song Yu will definitely be fine."
"That's true." Lin Rong smiled and patted his head. "But it doesn't matter whether he gets it or not. Once you're worried about the gains and losses, you'll be under a lot of pressure. "
"Then I won't go fishing tomorrow." Song Jin turned off his laptop.
Lin Rong pressed Song Jin's shoulder. "Don't. Your son said that we're not allowed to go. Let's not worry too much. "Then she looked at Le Zhishi." What will Le be doing tomorrow? "
Hearing this, Le Zhishi, who was holding a small porcelain bowl, sighed and said, "I don't know."
"Young man, you seem to be very busy," Song Jin joked.
Lin Rong was curious. "What's the matter that's making us so worried?"
As they were talking, they heard the door open and the familiar sound of keys being turned. The three of them looked at each other.
"Yu, come and have some sweet soup." Lin Rong shouted and continued the topic. "Where were we? Tomorrow's date? "
"It's not a date." Le Zhishi denied decisively. "A classmate invited our class to her birthday party."
Song Yu threw his backpack on the sofa and silently walked to the kitchen to wash his hands. He poured himself a glass of water and leaned against the counter in the open kitchen to drink quietly. He looked at the three people in Nakajima.
Lin Rong gossiped like a mother. "A boy or a girl? Just for dinner? "
"A girl, Zhang Yameng." Le Zhishi answered absentmindedly. His mind was preoccupied with other things. He knew that Song Yu didn't like sweet things, so he pointed at the pork jerky on the counter. Song Yu looked back. When he turned his head again, he saw Le Zhishi frowning and desperately holding back a sneeze.
"… Uncle should know him," he added belatedly.
"Ah, Zhang Pengyuan's daughter. I met her at the Chamber of Commerce a while ago." Song Jin took a sip of tea and said in a relaxed tone, "Go ahead. You should relax on the weekend."
Song Yu ate a thin piece of pork jerky slowly. His head was down, and his eyes would occasionally look up and meet Le Zhishi's eyes.
As long as Song Yu was present, Le Zhishi's line of sight would almost completely revolve around him, like an orbiting planet. Her light-colored pupils were always filled with burning emotions, worship, and longing … These were all the feelings of a young child towards her elder brother.
Lin Rong was still teasing, "Is Zhang Pengyuan's daughter pretty?"
"She's a pretty girl," Song Jin said.
"Is that so?" Lin Rong elbowed Le Zhishi's arm. She didn't have the serious attitude of other parents who caught their puppy love. "Is she interested in our Le?"
"Of course not." Le Zhishi frowned and got up from the high chair. He put his empty bowl in the sink and whispered to Song Yu next to him, "Song Yu gege, your clothes …"
"Just throw them in the washing machine." Song Yu finished the piece in his hand and walked out from the gap between Le Zhishi and Nakajima. He said goodbye and went upstairs.
Song Jin also began to joke, "Le, don't learn from your brother. He's a tight-lipped person. If he doesn't say anything, he'll be at a disadvantage if he meets someone he likes in the future. You still have to learn from me when it comes to chasing girls … "
"Come on." Lin Rong also got up. "Don't listen to his bragging."
"How is this bragging? I used so much effort to chase you back then. "
Le Zhishi laughed and said that he didn't want to see any more dog food. He turned around and found that his brother didn't even take his schoolbag upstairs. A small light lit up in his heart. He ran to pick up his schoolbag and went upstairs. He knocked on Song Yu's door as if he was presenting a treasure.
If emotions could be concretized into something, Le Zhishi's butt would probably have a wagging little tail.
He raised his hand and gently knocked on the door twice. There was no response, so he knocked again. Still, no one opened the door.
Through the door, Le Zhishi faintly heard the sound of running water. It seemed to have stopped. He put his ear to the door and leaned his whole body against it. He wanted to listen carefully to what was going on inside. Unexpectedly, the door opened in an instant. Le Zhishi, who lost his balance, fell.
He fell into someone's arms.
Song Yu had just finished showering and only had a bath towel wrapped around him. His hair was also wet. A water droplet on the tip of his hair swayed and fell on Le Zhishi's forehead. It seemed to wake him up and bounced off Song Yu's body.
"Brother Yu, your schoolbag …"
He looked rather calm, but he reflexively addressed him as' Big Brother Xiao Yu ', which he was used to when he was young, instead of calling him by his full name as he grew up.
Song Yu took it and thanked him in a low voice. Le Zhishi's mind was blocked. He forgot all the words he had thought of before he came. He just wanted to run away. He didn't know why. They had bathed together when they were children.
Even though it had been a long time since then.
"Good night. I'm going back to my room." As soon as he lifted his foot and turned around, Song Yu grabbed Le Zhishi's collar from the back of his neck with one hand. It was as if he was carrying a little chick.
"Wait."
Le Zhishi obeyed and stood at attention facing him.
Song Yu raised his chin. "My clothes."
When he heard his words, Le Zhishi instinctively reached for the zipper of his school uniform jacket. He paused. "Didn't you ask me to throw it in the washing machine?"
"We're already at the door. Just take it off." His tone was calm.
"Oh." Le Zhishi took off his school uniform jacket and unfolded it to hang on Song Yu's body. He pulled his shoulders and hung it to cover his upper body.
Song Yu frowned. "… What are you doing?"
"I'm afraid you'll catch a cold." Le Zhishi sneezed and slipped away.
Song Yu didn't say anything and let him cry. In the end, as if his patience had run out, he turned around and took off Le Zhishi's eye mask. He pulled him into his arms. His tone didn't sound like he was comforting him at all.
"You'll only be satisfied if you dirty my bed."
Le Zhishi retorted with a sobbing tone. "You're the one who made me cry."
Song Yu didn't say anything. He still looked like he wasn't good at coaxing people. Le Zhishi buried his head in his shoulder. This time, he didn't dare to wipe his snot. He sobbed and asked intermittently, "Won't my clothes get dirty?"
You really like to ask questions.
Song Yu said in a low voice, "If it gets dirty, you can wash it."
This time, Le Zhishi cried unscrupulously, just like when he was a child, his cries shook the sky. Song Yu lay quietly, his eyes empty. This scene was a little unfamiliar to the two teenagers, but when they were young, they often hugged each other like this. To the Song Yu when he was young, Le Zhishi was a noisy little toy that followed behind him like a clockwork. He was like the duckling in Cat and Mouse that couldn't be shaken off. But as long as he hugged him, he would calm down and fall asleep quickly.
After he fell asleep, he became very obedient, just like how the adults described him, like a doll.
After he grew up, Le Zhishi seemed to be asleep when he was awake. He was very obedient and didn't cry casually. He was sensible and lovable. Adolescent children were ashamed to cry as much as they wanted, as if their troubles weren't worthy of being called troubles. They were not worth mentioning and were insignificant. It was as if they were pretending to be worried. Only in front of Song Yu could Le Zhishi release without any burden.
Le Zhishi's crying became softer. Song Yu guessed that he was going to say something, so he paid attention. Unexpectedly, he touched Song Yu's arm and pulled his hand to his back. He made a small request with a nasal voice. "Can you pat my back?"
Song Yu didn't refuse. He raised his hand and patted gently. Le Zhishi looked up at him. "When I said 'pat', I didn't mean a quantitative unit."
"Okay." Song Yu responded. He clapped his hands gently and asked, "Do you feel wronged?"
They understood each other without any barriers. Le Zhishi understood quickly and gave an answer. "I don't feel particularly wronged. What he said is the truth. Maybe he can't figure out why he was hit by me." At this point, Le Zhishi actually laughed through his tears. "But bullying classmates deserves a beating. You don't know, but he always used his feet to kick others."
Song Yu's mouth tightened. "Don't get involved in this kind of thing in the future."
"Okay." Le Zhishi closed his eyes again. It was as if he had crawled into a warm cocoon. He emptied his mind and said softly, "Actually, I almost don't remember what my parents look like."
Song Yu patted him. "Aren't there photos on your bedside table?"
"The photos don't move. The real person is different from the photos." Le Zhishi asked, "Have you seen them?"
"Yes." When Song Yu thought of their names, the first thing that came to his mind was the scene of their wedding. On a beach, there was a small arch made of flowers. There weren't many guests, and he was one of the flower boys. At that time, he probably couldn't remember anything, but he unexpectedly had a deep impression.
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