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He didn't tell her about his allergen because Song Yu had repeatedly emphasized to him that he shouldn't tell anyone about his allergy, especially since it was a serious allergy that could endanger his life.
"I see." Chen Yushan had to give up. "I saw it at your opening ceremony. It was so scary. Fortunately, nothing serious happened."
That's right. Fortunately, my brother was there. Le Zhishi responded in his heart.
After the program, Chen Yushan gave him an apple. Le Zhishi accepted it gratefully.
The evening self-study session would start in ten minutes. Most of the students in the classroom were already in their seats. Only the student on duty was still mopping the floor. Le Zhishi rushed back and sat beside Jiang Yufan, panting. "… I'm so tired."
Hu Xuan turned around from the front seat. "Le, we heard your broadcast today!" She gave him a thumbs up. "Nice!"
Le Zhishi was very happy at first. Then, he lay down. "But I had a lot of problems today."
"Tsk, I couldn't hear it at all."
A boy sitting in Group 3 interrupted with obvious sarcasm. "Who said I couldn't hear it? I heard it all. Le Zhishi, don't tell me you think you can sing so well that you deliberately left the microphone on?"
Le Zhishi was a little stunned by the sarcasm. He was usually very popular and didn't have any conflicts with anyone. He didn't understand what was going on.
"Ignore Zhang Chen." Jiang Yufan rolled his eyes and explained to Le Zhishi, "He's crazy. The girl he likes likes you, so he's being sarcastic to you."
Le Zhishi asked, "That girl from Class 11?"
Jiang Yufan looked disdainful. "Yeah. I don't know how Zhang Chen found out. This guy used to come to Class 11 every day. He was so attentive. In the end, the little goddess confessed to you. It would be strange if he wasn't angry. "
Unexpectedly, Le Zhishi turned to face Zhang Chen with a serious expression. "Why should I be angry?"
Zhang Chen's eyes widened. "You're asking me why …"
"Are you hurt?" Le Zhishi asked again.
He was really curious, and Zhang Chen was also really speechless. Only Jiang Yufan was overjoyed.
Hu Xuan also helped Le Zhishi by retorting, "Zhang Chen, I can smell the lemon scent on you even though we're two groups apart. It's so sour."
Zhang Chen was exasperated. "Bullshit!"
The class monitor slammed the podium and threatened Zhang Chen with his eyes. Seeing that Zhang Chen was so angry, Le Zhishi thought that he must really like that girl. Thus, he wanted to find an opportunity to tell him that he was not with the girl he liked. He could still try again.
Besides, if this didn't work, he could always change to another girl.
Jiang Yufan also wanted to reconcile the dots, but he thought better of it. He turned to Le Zhishi and whispered, "Le, I didn't get the rice ball you were talking about. I rushed over after class, but the boss said they didn't have it today. But I bought this for you. Dang dang dang dang! "He took out a box of self-heating rice from the drawer.
Le Zhishi was shocked, but he kept his voice low. "What's this …" He picked it up and looked at it suspiciously. "Won't I be kicked out by Miss Wang if I eat this?"
Jiang Yufan raised his index finger and shook it calmly. "Don't worry. According to a reliable source, Wang definitely won't be coming to the evening self-study session today. His car is no longer on campus, and he took the thermos from his office with him."
"But he said yesterday that he would be lecturing on papers during the evening self-study session." Le Zhishi remembered clearly.
The bell for the evening self-study session rang. Hu Xuan also turned around and supported Jiang Yufan in a low voice. "It's true. Wang seems to have something important to do today. When I went to pick up my homework, he wasn't in the office. And look … "
She pointed at the podium. "The class monitor is already sitting there. Wang definitely won't be coming today."
"And I already helped you bribe the class monitor. I told him to pretend that nothing happened." Jiang Yufan raised his eyebrows. "How is it? Am I, your Brother Fan, still very reliable? "
"That's amazing." Le Zhishi gave him a thumbs up with both hands and turned to look at the packaging instructions for the self-heating rice. "I haven't eaten this before."
"Neither have I. But it should be similar to a self-heating hot pot." Jiang Yufan shrugged. "Put some cold water in it and it will heat up by itself."
"Amazing …" Le Zhishi read the instructions carefully. "I'll use the bathroom as an excuse to eat in the bathroom."
"It's okay. They're all eating in the classroom."
Le Zhishi shook his head. "You can't eat in the classroom."
The two fiddled with the rice for a while and added water according to the instructions. Le Zhishi waited for his rice with a curious and expectant heart. It was fish-flavored shredded pork, so it shouldn't taste bad.
The bell for the evening self-study session rang. The class monitor, who was sitting at the podium, said, "Miss Wang has something to do today. She won't be coming to the evening self-study session."
There was a burst of cheers in the class. The wave of cheers was stopped by the class monitor. Everything was going according to plan. Le Zhishi was a little happier.
"I'm going out later. Give me a bite." Jiang Yufan bumped his shoulder. "I want to try it."
Le Zhishi made an OK sign. "No problem. We'll each have one …"
Before he could finish the last word, Le Zhishi was completely choked. Because a person he would never have expected walked into their classroom.
A girl in the class exclaimed in a low voice.
"Song Yu?"
"Wow, it's really Song Yu."
Jiang Yufan was also shocked. He slapped Le Zhishi's arm. "F * ck, why is your brother here?"
Song Yu didn't take anything. He walked up to the podium with a blank expression. The class monitor seemed to have known in advance. He got off the podium and returned to his seat to make room for him. Song Yu silently unbuttoned the cuffs of his school uniform and rolled up part of his sleeves.
Le Zhishi didn't know anything about this. He couldn't hide the surprise on his face. The surrounding students also looked at him with the mentality of watching a show. It was as if they were the audience who had prepared their chairs for the show.
Standing on the podium, Song Yu looked up at the crowd. "Miss Wang has something to do and won't be here tonight. Since everyone is facing the problem of advancing to a higher school, she asked me to help share some of my experience in studying for the middle school exam. "
These words were very official. Song Yu's expression and voice were cold enough. However, the junior girls in the audience were still excited.
Although the school had never held any kind of school hunk election, Song Yu's appearance made him the center of attention no matter where he went. In addition, he had the buff of being unapproachable and the halo of a top student. To be able to get close to him and help with the evening self-study was simply unimaginable.
A girl in the front row looked up and asked Song Yu, "Senior, how did Miss Wang invite you?"
Song Yu had a slight obsession with cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder. He lowered his head and straightened the chalk box on the podium. He didn't even look up when he answered her question. He only said indifferently, "He used to be my class teacher."
"They're actually the same class teacher?"
"Wow … That's amazing."
"Then we're directly related!"
Le Zhishi also felt that it was incredible. They were actually the same class teacher. According to this, Wang Qian came to teach their class after teaching Song Yu until he graduated from middle school.
That's right. Every time their parents came forward, Aunt Rong was in charge of him and Uncle Song was in charge of Song Yu. They didn't say anything. Song Yu didn't say anything either. How would he know?
Song Yu went straight to the point. "The first class of the evening self-study period will focus on sharing. In the second class, everyone will do their own homework. If you need any questions, you can come to the podium to find me."
Jiang Yufan coughed, hinting for Le Zhishi to lower his head and show him his phone from under the table. The phone screen showed that there was no class teacher in the class. Almost all the students who secretly brought their phones had gathered in the group and were chatting in full swing.
[Is today the day our class's attractiveness index is at the top?!]
[Song Yu is really handsome. No wonder he's a regular on the confession wall.]
[You girls are too infatuated. You only know how to look at handsome guys. I'm speechless.]
[What do you mean only know how to look at handsome guys? We girls are more interested in looking at beautiful girls than you guys are.]
[Le, I think you're still the most handsome. I support you.]
[There's going to be a good show.]
[Le, did you already know that he was coming?]
How is that possible?!
Jiang Yufan lowered his head and typed quickly.
[I'm a witness. Le really didn't know. We just thought the class monitor was the one who was supervising the evening self-study period.]
New content quickly popped up on the interface.
[I'm so confused. Didn't he tell you that he's coming over?]
[Song Yu won't make things difficult for Le, right?]
[Why are you afraid of ghosts knocking on the door if you didn't do anything wrong?]
Le Zhishi didn't want to read anymore. When he raised his head, he happened to meet Song Yu's gaze. Song Yu stared at him like a big cat. His eyes were cold and unfocused. He quickly lowered his head and put away the comic book and his sketchbook on the table into the drawer. He took out his teaching aid and pretended to study seriously.
Although the chat group was in full swing, the atmosphere in the class was very quiet. Song Yu picked up a piece of chalk and wrote on the blackboard.
"There's less than a year until the high school entrance exam. The study plan for the next two semesters is likely to change your ranking. Therefore, you must first have a clear goal and a plan that suits your situation …"
As he spoke, a strange sound suddenly came from the class. It sounded like a small train. Many people heard it and turned their heads to look.
The sound grew louder and louder.
The chalk stopped writing on the blackboard. Song Yu's hand stopped. However, he didn't turn around. It was as if he didn't hear anything. He continued to write what he wanted to write.
The other students looked at the source of the sound. Yes, the source of the sound was Le Zhishi. To be more precise, it was the box of self-heating rice in Le Zhishi's desk drawer.
Jiang Yufan also turned his head and met Le Zhishi's eyes. He silently mouthed a "F * ck". Then, he wrote a sentence on the draft paper and pushed it in front of Le Zhishi.
[You can submit to the Social Death Group now …]
"That's enough. I'm running out of time." Le Zhishi put on his equipment and left quickly.
The breakfast culture was deeply ingrained in the bones. The busiest time in this city was early in the morning. No matter which street it was, breakfast shops of all sizes could be seen everywhere. There was an endless stream of customers who loved breakfast.
Small shops didn't have much space, so naturally, there weren't many rules. Everyone casually stood by the street with a bowl of noodles and chatted while eating. Those who were in a hurry to go to work or school could even eat a bowl of hot dry noodles or tofu skin as they walked. These were all unique survival skills.
After passing through the smoky street, Le Zhishi finally saw Song Yu at the traffic light.
Probably for the speech, he wore a more formal black shirt tucked into his trousers. The sleeves were half rolled up to his forearms. He had long legs and a narrow waist. He was very conspicuous in the crowd.
Le Zhishi didn't want to celebrate his classmate's birthday. Moreover, knowing that Song Yu was going to give a speech, he was even less likely to go. However, Song Yu had rejected his parents who wanted to accompany him, so it was even less likely for him to go.
Therefore, Le Zhishi could only follow him secretly. After all, there should be a lot of people at the venue. Even if he hid inside, he wouldn't be discovered.
The traffic light was green. The two maintained a distance of ten meters and entered the subway station one after the other. Originally, he was worried that Song Yu would call for a taxi. Fortunately, they were on public transport. Otherwise, he would have to tell his driver to follow the car in front like a stalker in a movie.
At the last moment, he squeezed into the next carriage. Le Zhishi hid behind an old man and peeked at Song Yu. The old man followed his line of sight and looked forward. Then, he turned back and looked at him suspiciously.
Le Zhishi pulled his hood and moved half a step. His cover changed from the old man to an office worker using his phone.
The interior of the Line 2 carriage was decorated in girly pink. Even the pillars were pink. Song Yu, who was dressed in black, gave off a very strange feeling of incongruity as he stood inside. It was as if he had a natural barrier that isolated him from everything. Le Zhishi was so engrossed in looking that he didn't realize that he was also dressed in black.
They were like two abrupt black dots in a pink bubble.
The bubble burst and the two black dots squeezed out. The older one was in front while the younger one hid behind the crowd. They got off at a subway station with many exits and many people. When they went up the stairs, there was a young mother in front of Le Zhishi. She was carrying a large backpack and an oversized suitcase in one hand. In the other hand, she was holding a three or four-year-old child. There were a few times when she couldn't walk and stopped.
"Sigh … Excuse me." A white-collar worker who was in a hurry to get to work complained. He bypassed the mother and squeezed to the front.
"I'm sorry." The young woman held the child tightly and stepped aside. "You guys go ahead."
Le Zhishi was originally very far behind. He also followed the people in front of him who were in a hurry to leave. But in the end, he stopped in front of the young mother. "Let me help you." He helped to lift the box and walked beside her. The young mother kept thanking him. The child was also very cute. He looked up at him and thanked him.
The stairs were very long. When they reached the top, Le Zhishi put down the suitcase. When he looked forward again, he couldn't see Song Yu anymore.
Sh * t, I forgot about following him.
People were rushing in and out of his sight. Le Zhishi stretched his neck and looked around. However, he couldn't find Song Yu. Le Zhishi tried to walk forward a little more, circling around and around. Unknowingly, he came to a chain milk tea shop near the exit. Next to it was the lost and found counter, but there was no lost item and no staff.
He still lost him.
There was no chance for him to watch the speech.
Le Zhishi tried hard to do some thinking in his mind, trying not to be too disappointed. Sweets would make him feel better, so he decided to buy a cup of milk tea and go home. He would just treat this trip as an early morning walk.
"Hello, what would you like to drink?"
"Hmm …" Le Zhishi looked down at the menu. "Five Sweet Milk Green and Rare Coconut."
After ordering, he subconsciously reached into his pants pocket but found it empty.
He seemed to have left his phone on the sofa.
Seeing that the staff was already busy, Le Zhishi searched his body frantically, hoping that he might have accidentally left his money behind when he wore this outfit last time.
However, he found nothing. He wished that a big hand would appear behind him and shake him. It would be good if he could shake something out of him.
The staff pushed the milk tea over with both hands. "Hello, your milk tea."
"Ah, thank you." Le Zhishi didn't know whether he should extend his hand or not. His hand froze in mid-air.
The staff smiled. "Would you like to pay by cash, Alipay, or WeChat?"
Le Zhishi's ears turned red. He looked like he was thinking seriously, but in fact, his mind was filled with the possibility of returning the money back. "Hmm …"
"WeChat."
A familiar voice came from behind him.
He turned around abruptly and saw that Song Yu was coldly scanning the QR code on his phone. After scanning, he took the milk tea away, put it to his mouth with a straw, and took a big sip. He turned around and walked away as if Le Zhishi didn't exist at all.
"Hey …" Le Zhishi turned around and followed him. "My milk tea …"
Song Yu frowned and stopped in his tracks. He looked at the cup of milk tea and seemed a little disgusted. "It's so sweet."
How could it be sweet if it was five parts sweet? Le Zhishi didn't say anything. Song Yu stretched out his hand and handed him the milk tea. Le Zhishi immediately took it with both hands and followed him closely. "Why are you here?"
Song Yu pointed at the counter next to the milk tea shop behind him. "Lost and found."
Le Zhishi looked back and quickly turned around. He saw Song Yu raising his eyebrows. "Why are you following me?"
"I …" Le Zhishi was stumped, but he couldn't hide it. "I just wanted to take a look. I didn't want to disturb you. I will go home after I'm done. You didn't let Uncle and Auntie come, and you definitely didn't let me come. So, I was forced to follow you secretly. "His voice became softer." And you didn't tell me. "
The two of them walked out side by side. The light shone on them, and it was very bright. Song Yu narrowed his eyes. "Tell you what?"
"About you participating in the City's Three Good Candidates Election Speech." Le Zhishi took a sip of milk tea. "I almost didn't know."
Song Yu said indifferently, "The people who have an appointment are not on my list."
Le Zhishi felt that Song Yu was implying something, but his first reaction was to deny it. "I didn't make an appointment!" He was a little angry and rushed forward. "I didn't agree to go. Song Yu gege, you misunderstand me every time. The last time at the school hospital, it was also … "
A bicycle sped past the side of the road. Song Yu quickly grabbed Dong Xuebing's arm and pulled him to his side.
"I know." Song Yu let go of Dong Xuebing's arm. "Watch the road, little social butterfly."
Dong Xuebing was mocking him. It must be.
Just when Le Zhishi was about to explode, he heard Song Yu say again.
"Remember to bring your mobile phone the next time you follow someone secretly."
Song Yu looked at the traffic lights and stepped forward when the lights changed. "I won't look for you if you get lost again."
Hearing the word 'again', Le Zhishi couldn't hold back his anger and let it all out.
When he was five years old, he followed Song Yu to the park to play. He wanted to eat ice cream, so Song Yu took him to buy it. At that time, a person selling hydrogen balloons passed by with a bunch of beautiful hydrogen balloons in his hand. Le Zhishi's attention was attracted by a small fish-shaped balloon and he followed the person's butt. When Song Yu paid and turned around, he couldn't find Dong Xuebing.
If Song Yu didn't find the park staff and use the radio to call Le Zhishi's name, he didn't know if Dong Xuebing would have been able to find him.
That experience gave Le Zhishi the fear of being lost and alone, but he didn't know what kind of memory it left in Song Yu.
He only remembered that when the park staff led him to meet his brother, the tears on Song Yu's face had not dried yet.
That was the first and last time he saw Song Yu cry.
The venue was located in the city's Youth Association's auditorium. The staff sat at the door to register, and everyone lined up to enter. In front of Le Zhishi stood a pair of parents with their daughter.
"Family relationship. Yes, we are her parents."
After the previous group left, the staff looked up at the two of them, especially when he saw Le Zhishi's face.
Song Yu showed his ID. The staff nodded and pointed at Le Zhishi's identity. "This is your …?"
"Family," Song Yu said.
Le Zhishi thought of the parents just now. They were real family members, but he wasn't. However, there didn't seem to be any other suitable description. If he used a narrower definition like 'brother', it would be even more wrong.
The staff looked a little confused at first, but he still nodded and gave Le Zhishi a bystander's ID. "After you go in, sit according to the volunteers' arrangement."
"Thank you."
Le Zhishi sat in the back row. Most of the people around him were parents, so his presence was particularly conspicuous.
Song Yu settled him down and prepared to leave the audience to go to the reserved seats. Le Zhishi noticed that two people appeared behind him. Both of them were very good-looking, especially the one on the left. When he smiled, his canine teeth were exposed, and he was very bright. He was completely different from Song Yu's handsomeness.
That person quietly walked to Song Yu's side and bumped his shoulder. "Long time no see!"
Song Yu turned around, his expression unchanged. "Xia Zhixu." Then he looked back and his gaze fell on the gentle and fair-skinned boy next to Xia Zhixu. He nodded, and the other party did the same to him.
The way they greeted each other was really quiet.
"Since you and Xu Qichen are both here, can Jingjian's class provide two seats?" Song Yu asked.
"You can't just label me like that. Qichen and I have been in different classes since the second year of high school. He's in liberal arts and I'm in science. If word gets out, people will think that Jingjian's class is just a result of connections. " As Xia Zhixu spoke, he intimately hugged Xu Qichen beside him. "But the last time we played in the Interschool Basketball League, we were still in our first year of high school. It's normal that you don't know about the division of classes." With that, he still had a smile on his face, and his gaze shifted to Le Zhishi.
Le Zhishi felt the attention of this gaze and stood up. "Hello, senior."
"This is …" Xia Zhixu looked at Song Yu, waiting for an answer.
Before Song Yu could speak, Le Zhishi followed suit. "I'm his family member."
With that said, he looked up at Song Yu, but he didn't catch anything from his expression.
"Family member?" Xia Zhixu seemed to have been hit by something. It wasn't until Xu Qichen nudged him with his arm that he held back his laughter. "I'm sorry, I just misunderstood for a moment. The main thing is that you two really don't look alike. This younger brother is mixed-race, right? He's so white, and his eyes are so beautiful. "
As he spoke, he looked at Song Yu and asked tentatively, "Cousin? Cousin? Don't tell me I'm the kid next door. "
"I live in his house." Le Zhishi answered first, but his thoughts were still stuck in the part he didn't understand. He asked rather bluntly, "What did you misunderstand?"
Song Yu glanced at him, and Le Zhishi added, "Senior."
"Uh … Well," Xia Zhixu seemed to be trying to change the topic. He glanced at Song Yu, then turned to Xu Qichen and said, "If only I had such a cute younger brother. I've always wanted a younger brother."
Le Zhishi said that he wasn't his younger brother, but unexpectedly, no one answered. Xu Qichen, who had been silent, said to Xia Zhixu, "I want that too."
The topic of his younger brother seemed to be inescapable, and Le Zhishi didn't want to explain.
Xu Qichen looked at him with a subtle smile on his handsome face. "You haven't said your name yet."
Le Zhishi always felt that his brother's eyes were misty, like the sad characters in comics. After thinking for a few seconds, he felt that the word melancholy was more appropriate.
Seeing that Le Zhishi didn't answer immediately, Xu Qichen said his name again and extended a hand to him. This was very serious for Le Zhishi. After all, not many seniors in high school would introduce themselves to a junior high student like this.
He immediately took his hand and said honestly, "I was distracted just now. Sorry." And answered his question, "My name is Le Zhishi."
Xu Qichen read it softly, and the smile in his eyes deepened. "Good rain knows the season."
"I like this line too, but I wasn't born when it rained," Le Zhishi said.
Song Yu glanced at him.
He wasn't born when it rained, but he came when it rained.
Xia Zhixu interrupted, "You really can't change your bad habit of analyzing people's names. If you ask me," he pointed at Le Zhishi, "you guys are 'stones from other mountains.'" He then pointed at Song Yu. "Jade can be used to attack jade!"
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