Little Cutie's subscription ratio is not high enough ~ The previous chapters will be randomly dropped. Le Zhishi asked, "Am I not recognizable enough?"
"That's true …" With his mixed-race face, Le Zhishi was one of the most popular students when he first entered the school. However, Jiang Yufan was still amazed, "I was scared to death just now. When I saw Song Yu's armband, I thought you were finished. "
Le Zhishi held onto the escalator and gasped, "Is that necessary?"
"Why not? You violated the rules on the first day of school and even met Song Yu, a cold and arrogant big shot, on duty. When he pulled you, I thought he was going to do you on the spot. "
When they were almost there, Le Zhishi turned around and shushed him. Then, he quickly walked into the classroom.
Coincidentally, the class monitor was taking attendance. Le Zhishi tried his best to hold his breath and stood at the door. His hair was curled up from running. "Miss …"
The homeroom teacher, Wang Qian, was a young male teacher. He taught Chinese and could get along well with the students. However, when he was strict, he was also merciless. Fortunately, Le Zhishi had always been the representative of good students. He was never late, never skipped class, and never caused trouble. He had good grades and was likable. Miss Wang didn't make it difficult for him, "Come in."
However, Jiang Yufan wasn't so lucky.
Wang Qian had a playful smile on his face, "Isn't this the permanent guest of the Tardiness Team of Class 8?"
"Miss Wang," Jiang Yufan touched his buzz cut, "I'm two steps later than Le Zhishi."
"Yes, I think it's good to be more standard." Wang Qian put his hands behind his back, "From today onwards, you can only be two steps later than your deskmate. Otherwise, you will be punished by standing in the morning self-study session."
"Huh?" Jiang Yufan frowned. The students of Class 8 who were watching all laughed.
"What are you talking about? Come in. " After Wang Qian finished speaking, he began to warn the other students, "I don't care if it's just a small fight, but at the opening ceremony, behave yourselves. If you're caught by the Dean, I won't bail you out. It's fine if you're publicly executed. You'll be famous before you enter middle school, so you didn't waste your time studying in middle school."
Everyone was snickering. Only Le Zhishi hadn't recovered from his panting. He tried to stuff his bag into the desk, but it wouldn't go in. Then he realized what was in the drawer. He reached in and took out an exquisite sapphire blue gift box.
Strange. He took a closer look.
"Who gave it to you? It's so cool. I got a gift on the first day of school. "Jiang Yufan leaned on the table and teased in a low voice." It's good to be handsome. "
"Of course not." Le Zhishi raised his head and glanced at Wang Qian before opening the gift box. Inside was an exquisite white fountain pen and a bottle of ink, with a card on top. He didn't touch the fountain pen. He just opened the card and read the words on it. Then he put it back in the drawer.
Jiang Yufan, who was always gossiping, came over and asked, "Which class is it from? This fountain pen doesn't look cheap. "
Le Zhishi pursed his lips as if he was thinking.
"After the opening ceremony, we won't go home, right?"
"No way. We'll probably have to go back to the classroom. Why? "
"I want to go to Class 11 and return this."
Everyone in the class stood up and prepared to go to the gymnasium. Jiang Yufan didn't understand Le Zhishi's action of returning the gift. "No way, Le. If you really return it, the girl will be sad."
Le Zhishi was a little hungry. He unzipped his bag and took out a piece of bread. He tore it open and bit off half of it. He said vaguely, "If I don't return it, she might think I agreed. But I didn't. It's not right. And I'm only in the third year of middle school. I can't date. "
Jiang Yufan's face was full of disbelief. "Oh my god, where did you come from? That guy in the next class had three girlfriends last semester. Fine. Anyway, you won't understand a girl's feelings when she's heartbroken. "
Heartbroken.
Le Zhishi really couldn't feel it, but he weighed the seriousness of heartbreak and being cheated. He was firm in his decision.
"I'll talk to her properly." Le Zhishi quickly chewed the bread in his mouth and stood up with the other students. A brand new medicine box fell out of his bag. He bent down to pick it up and put it in his pocket. But the pocket of his school pants was too small. So he tried to tear open the packaging, but the quality of the plastic seal was too good.
"Let's go." Jiang Yufan pulled him.
"Oh, okay."
The whole school rushed into the gymnasium. Le Zhishi realized there was no trash can when he entered. He quickly finished the last bite and folded the bag in half before stuffing it into his school pants pocket.
Peiya was one of the most famous high schools in the area. Compared to the quiet and frugal performance-driven education next door, this school had a more western-style style. Many students went abroad to further their studies. There was even a saying that "only half of Peiya's third-year students took the college entrance exam." Plus, the school was rich and could afford to expand. Thus, the junior and senior sections had never been separated.
With such a large number of students, the annual opening ceremony was naturally a big event in the school. No matter how free and unorganized the school was, this day couldn't be wrong.
The senior section students went in first and sat in the auditorium according to their class. Compass stood in the front and made the arrangements. "Third year, Class 6 to Class 11, please sit in the middle."
"Huh?"
"Why is it the blue class again?"
"We're going to sit on the ground again."
Peiya Junior School's summer uniform was light blue short-sleeved shirts, while the senior section's was white. The winter knitted vest was also these two colors. Over time, everyone used the uniform colors to refer to the junior section.
Everyone looked for their class seats. After not seeing each other for the whole summer, the first thing the girls did when they gathered was gossip. After all, this was always a favorite topic.
"Did you see the confession wall last night?"
"No, who is it this time?"
"It's a second-year student. She confessed to Song Yu. She wrote a lot and said that she had a crush on him for a year."
"Wow, the school hunk … is so brave."
"Is there a school hunk in our school? Why haven't I voted? "
"No, but Song Yu can be considered to be publicly acknowledged. She actually dares to pursue him. I haven't seen him get close to any girl. Not even the senior section, let alone the junior section. "
Hearing Song Yu's name, Le Zhishi was a little happy, but also a little uncomfortable. His face was itchy. He pulled his hair, looked around, and slowly followed the crowd. The class monitor organized everyone to sit down on the floor. Le Zhichi sat at the back of the boys' team. The girls' gossips in front of them changed from the hot topic of a second-year girl confessing her love to a senior in high school to the discussion of Pei Ya.
"Later, there was an argument under the confession wall. Someone said that Song Yu has a poker face and doesn't care about anyone. He's not even as good as Le Zhishi from the junior section. I'm dying of laughter. Gossiping about my own class. "
"What do you mean by not even as good as him? Le is very good-looking. Isn't his mixed-race face good looking? And he has a good personality. "
"Someone said that he's too young. But later, the argument became that the junior section and the senior section each had one. That way, there was no more debate. "
"Hahaha, indeed. They're the kind of skin that's loaded when placed in a crowd. When will they stand together and compare? "
"It's hard to even stand in the same frame. There's no interaction at all."
Jiang Yufan pricked up his ears and listened back and forth. He was speechless again and again. "Little Le is not bad. He's almost as good as Song Yu."
Le Zhishi stretched his neck to look for Song Yu in the audience. He didn't hear the girls' discussion about him from beginning to end. He was a little confused by Jiang Yufan's cue. "Huh?"
Who knew that the girl diagonally in front of him would turn her head at this time with a gossipy face. "Le, what do you think of senior Song Yu? Except for his personality. "
This was the first time he was asked about Song Yu in school since he entered junior high.
Le Zhishi felt guilty. It was the same feeling he had when he was hiding under the sun to wait for Song Yu. He unconsciously blinked faster, trying to give an answer that sounded more like a stranger's.
"Senior Song Yu is very handsome and his grades are very good."
But in the end, he couldn't resist the urge to protect him. "And I don't think there's anything wrong with his personality." Le Zhishi's tone was unusually serious. "He just doesn't like to talk. That doesn't mean he has a bad personality. Although he looks a little scary, he's actually a very nice person …"
The more the girl listened, the more she felt something was wrong. Puzzled, she interrupted. "Wait, how do you know he's a nice person?"
Sure enough, he wasn't good at hiding.
Le Zhishi was momentarily speechless. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yufan interrupted. "Song Yu is indeed a little better than I thought. He was on duty today and didn't report Le's nameplate when he picked it up. He even helped him hide it from Compass."
"Really?"
"He's our savior."
"As expected of a handsome guy!"
The ceremony began. The class monitor reminded them to be quiet in the front, and the gossip stopped. Le Zhishi heaved a sigh of relief. He had almost been exposed. With how gossipy they were, if they knew about their relationship, they wouldn't stop.
Every year at the beginning of school, the content was similar. The leaders' speeches on stage made his soul leave his body. After a while, it was the junior high school student representative. It was the female straight-A student in their class. Le Zhishi was very supportive. He straightened his back and raised his head, trying to listen to the speech. Unfortunately, the lights in the gymnasium were too bright, so he gradually lowered his head like a withered sunflower.
He didn't know if it was because he ate the bread too quickly, but his stomach felt a little uncomfortable. It felt like there was a ball of cotton stuck in his stomach, and it couldn't go up or down.
Rubbing his stomach, Le Zhishi looked at the dirty little spot on the tip of his canvas shoes. As he focused his gaze, the little spot gradually expanded, like a dark cloud with low pressure. The applause from the audience was like boiling water pouring into his ears, burning his chest, and filling his lungs with steam.
There was a small commotion among the students. His throat was dry, like a feather stuck in it. Le Zhishi lowered his head and cleared his throat. The new student representative walked on stage.
When he got close to the microphone, there was a sharp roar of electricity, as if it was a premonition of a strong tone.
The next second, a low voice came from the uncooperative microphone.
"Sorry."
Le Zhishi immediately raised his head and looked at the person on stage. His chest rose and fell.
"Good morning, everyone. I'm Song Yu from Grade 12 (5)."
His heartbeat accelerated. It was a pathological rate.
Like the girls said, Song Yu's good looks were recognized. However, his bones were narrow and three-dimensional, his eyes were narrow and long, and the corners of his eyes were sharp. All of these gave him a strong sense of oppression and distance.
It was difficult to find too many traces of emotion on his face.
In contrast, Le Zhishi's facial features were soft and childish. He didn't have any offensive power, and his clear amber eyes were sincere and naive.
"Today is the first day of school …"
Song Yu lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on the open folder on his forearm. His tone was neither fast nor slow. Occasionally, he would raise his head, his gaze calm.
Le Zhishi had liked to listen to Song Yu's voice since he was young, no matter what it was. However, he felt that something was wrong at the moment. He wanted to listen to every word clearly, but he couldn't concentrate. The dryness in his throat became more and more obvious.
His trachea seemed to be compressed bit by bit. The airflow was squeezed in the narrow tunnel, unable to go up or down.
Oh no.
This reaction was too familiar. Le Zhishi pulled out the bag and checked it. The sound of the airflow in his lungs was like a bellows that kept being pulled open.
He had bought the wrong one. This brand of ordinary bread and cornbread was different except for a logo at the bottom right corner. Everything else was the same.
Le Zhishi suffered from a severe wheat allergy. Other than the common symptoms of rubella and an itchy throat, there was also the most uncomfortable food allergic asthma. It would only appear when he was exposed to a large amount of allergens.
The gymnasium was too quiet. All Le Zhishi could hear was Song Yu's voice and the increasingly obvious growl in his chest.
His first reaction was regret. He regretted leaving the medicine on the desk. Who would have thought that the allergy would act up after just one use?
However, this thought didn't last long. The instinct to call for help came even faster. Le Zhishi struggled to lean forward and grab Jiang Yufan's arm.
The people around them also noticed something strange.
"A new semester means a new beginning."
Standing on the stage, Song Yu lowered his eyes and read the script.
There was a sudden commotion among the students below the stage. They gathered at the end of a class. A few people even stood up and formed a circle. Students from other classes also noticed something and craned their necks to look.
"This will be a breakthrough and a critical point. The accumulation of the past is urgently waiting to explode. The turning point is just ahead …"
Song Yu didn't care what happened. This was his personality. He only looked up occasionally. In the chaos of the crowd, he saw half of the person's face on the ground.
"Le! Are you okay?! "
The Dean of Students, who didn't know what was going on, came out to maintain order. "Hey, that class, what are you doing?"
Jiang Yufan knelt on the ground and said anxiously, "Teacher! Someone's not feeling well! "
The speech in the microphone was abruptly cut off. There was a clatter, the sound of a folder falling. It was amplified by the loudspeaker and sounded particularly hurried and abrupt.
The Dean of Students turned around. There was no one on the podium. "It's a mess!"
The student from the photography club, who was in charge of recording the entire event, held the camera in a daze. He didn't know whether to chase after the student representative or continue to aim at the empty podium.
Something unexpected happened at the conference. Suspending the speech was barely a normal reaction. However, the representative on the podium left the stage without saying anything.
And this person was Song Yu.
This was too abnormal.
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 blindfold. 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 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 nose. 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 they get dirty, you can wash them."
This time, Le Zhishi began to cry without restraint, just like when he was a child. His cries were earth-shattering. Song Yu lay there quietly, his eyes empty. This scene was unfamiliar to the two teenagers, but when they were young, they often hugged each other like this. To Song Yu as a child, 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. However, as long as he hugged him, he would calm down and quickly fall asleep.
After he fell asleep, he became very obedient, just like how the adults described him, like a doll.
After growing up, Le Zhishi seemed to be asleep when he was awake. He was very obedient and didn't cry. 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 weren't worth mentioning and were insignificant. It was as if they were forcing themselves to be worried. Only in front of Song Yu could Le Zhishi release his emotions without any burden.
Le Zhishi's cries became softer, and he couldn't stop sniffing. 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 him 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 quickly understood and gave an answer. "He's not particularly aggrieved. What he said is also the truth. Maybe he himself can't figure out why he was beaten 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 entered 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 before?"
"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 of it.
That was his initial feeling of a beautiful marriage.
It was just that most beautiful things were fragile.
"They're very good people." Song Yu patted Le Zhishi's thin back. "Your mother is very beautiful. She makes delicious pasta. Her voice is very gentle, and she speaks a little Chinese. Your father is very funny. The birthday present he gave me is the most special one I've ever received. "
Le Zhishi rubbed against his shoulder. His voice was a little muffled, and he felt like he was about to fall asleep. "What present?"
"A hand-drawn map that he marked the places he had been to," Song Yu said. "He said that he wanted to see more of the world."
He also said that they could go to other places together in the future.
"He didn't draw it for me." Le Zhishi hugged him tighter.
He probably planned to draw it for him after unlocking a new achievement. Song Yu thought that it might be after reaching the peak. But he couldn't say it. After a while, Le Zhishi gradually fell asleep. Song Yu tried to let go of his embrace, but Le Zhishi seemed to be able to sense something. If he retreated a little, he would be able to snuggle into his embrace.
He was already so old. Coaxing him to sleep was still a very laborious task.
Le Zhishi slept soundly. When the alarm went off, he was the only one in bed. The lunch break was very short. Looking at the watch, only ten minutes had passed, but it seemed to be fully charged. He lay in Song Yu's blanket for a while, then rolled half a circle with the blanket to wrap himself up. He rolled back and untied himself.
So comfortable.
There were two knocks on the door. Le Zhishi looked up and saw Song Yu, who had changed into another set of school uniform, standing at the door. He neatly tied his school uniform tie. "Let's go."
"Oh, right away."
Standing at the entrance, Le Zhishi deliberately checked his appearance in the mirror. His eyes were indeed swollen. Fortunately, they were big enough. Otherwise, they would have looked very ugly. The corners of his mouth seemed to be better than before. Le Zhishi licked them.
What a bitter medicinal taste.
Song Yu drove him to school. On the way, the smell of roasted chestnuts drifted far away. While waiting at a red light, Le Zhishi jumped off the bike and bought a big bag of chestnuts. He sat in the back seat and ate happily. When they arrived at the school gate, Song Yu parked the car. When he turned around, he saw Qin Yan, who had also parked the car and was smiling slyly. Qin Yan shook his head and was speechless. It was as if he had bumped into something good.
"You little brat, you stood me up again for your brother."
"Shut up." Song Yu turned around and was about to leave. He forgot that Le Zhishi was next to him and bumped into him. Le Zhishi took half a step back. The bag of roasted chestnuts in his hand almost fell out, but he caught it tightly.
"It hurts." Le Zhishi covered his elbow with his hand. There were still bruises on it from the fight during the day.
Qin Yan stepped forward and held Le Zhishi's shoulder as if he had seen a treasure. "Aiyo, let me see our Le Zhishi's glorious battle record. It's amazing. I didn't believe them at first."
Le Zhishi looked up at him and said seriously, "It's not something to be proud of."
"Pfft." Qin Yan couldn't help but laugh. The more he laughed, the more excited he became. "Your brother is too open-minded. He even knows that fighting is not a good thing."
Song Yu was too lazy to pay attention to him. He said to Le Zhishi, "Don't stay in the classroom alone after evening self-study. If you want to do homework and memorize vocabulary, come to our activity room on the fifth floor."
There was an activity room on every floor of the high school. It was specially prepared for students who wanted to memorize during self-study.
"Really?" Le Zhishi was beside himself with joy. The corners of his mouth twitched. It hurt so much that he covered his mouth again. "Can I go?"
"Of course you can. Just say my name …" Qin Yan wanted to grab Le Zhishi, but Le Zhishi went back to Song Yu's side. "Eh?"
Song Yu glanced at him. "You can go in."
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