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When he returned to school in the afternoon, the girls in his class surrounded him and attacked him out of curiosity. Le Zhishi also had a headache. He could only beat around the bush and didn't directly tell them that he lost his parents. He could only say that his parents had a good relationship and the two families were close, so they were temporarily staying at his house. This wasn't a lie.
In fact, he didn't think that losing his parents was shameful, but if he told them, they would definitely show sympathetic expressions. Le Zhishi couldn't get used to this.
He felt that he was quite happy and didn't want to be a pitiful child in other people's eyes.
In addition to being curious about his family, Le Zhishi didn't expect that a bigger problem would appear — Song Yu's suitors.
Peiya's high school and junior high school were two buildings in total. There was a corridor between the two buildings that connected to the third floor of the two buildings. This was the only connection. Coincidentally, Song Yu and Le Zhishi's classes happened to be in these two buildings. In this way, it was very convenient to find people from different schools.
Many girls who pursued Song Yu didn't get a response, so they came up with a roundabout way to save their country — plus Le Zhishi's Q · Q to get information from him. To put it nicely, they were asking for help. There were even some who directly ran to Le Zhishi's class to block him. Most of them were seniors, so Le Zhishi didn't know how to deal with them.
The evening self-study session ended at 9: 30. Everyone was counting the seconds and waiting for the bell to ring. Le Zhishi wasn't in a hurry to leave. The high school's evening self-study session ended at 9: 50. He slowly finished the questions, slowly packed his bag, and dawdled until he was the last to leave.
He basically did this every day.
When he reached the corridor on the third floor, Le Zhishi hesitated again. He looked up at the lit classroom on the fifth floor of the opposite building. Time also dawdled. Le Zhishi sat in the corridor and read comics. At 9: 50, the bell rang, but there was no movement at the door of Class (5).
Sure enough, the Rocket Class of Grade 12 was very tough.
In the end, Le Zhishi rode home alone. Lin Rong simmered the yam pigeon soup, and the whole room was filled with its delicious aroma. As soon as the door was opened, the little Pomeranian ran to Le Zhishi's feet. Le Zhishi picked her up. "Mian Mian, did you gain weight again? You're so heavy."
"Is it Le? You must be tired. " Lin Rong threw some rice cake slices into the pot. When the rice cake was cooked until it was soft and sticky, she gave Le Zhishi a bowl. She also cut a Red Heart Dragon Fruit and put it in a small bowl.
Le Zhishi sat on the carpet and raised his head to take the bowl of soup from Lin Rong. He asked casually, "Where's Uncle?"
"He went abroad for business. He'll probably be back next week." Lin Rong patted his head. "He said he'd bring you a gift when he comes back."
Le Zhishi happily took a big gulp and almost scalded his tongue.
"Be careful." Lin Rong put the bowl of Red Heart Dragon Fruit next to him and went to the kitchen.
Sitting cross-legged on the carpet, Le Zhishi ate the rice cake soup and watched a variety show. When he finished the big bowl, he heard the sound of the door opening. He immediately put down the bowl and lay on the sofa to look outside.
Song Yu put the key on the porch cabinet, changed his shoes, and came in. The cat at home heard the noise and raised its head leisurely. It wagged its tail, meowed, and turned back to sleep.
"You're back? Come here. "
Song Yu listened to Lin Rong and went into the kitchen. Le Zhishi followed Song Yu around, complaining to him that he had recently become a tool. "They all added me as Q · Q, and the first thing they said was, 'Can you tell me Song Yu's Q · Q? What's the answer to the question he asked me to add as a friend?'
"You said you don't know." Song Yu calmly drank the soup as if it had nothing to do with him.
"How can I not know? Isn't that lying? " Le Zhishi muttered to himself. He couldn't help but complain. "They ask questions like pea shooters. They turn on and off the moment they come up. They don't even say a word of greeting."
Song Yu thought it was a little funny that he said it so childishly at the beginning and even used a word at the end. "You still know how to greet."
Le Zhishi felt that he was being underestimated. He frowned. "Of course I know."
"Our Le has grown up. In the past, he didn't even know what a sister-in-law was." Lin Rong couldn't help but laugh. "He even said that he wanted to be his own sister-in-law."
Hearing this, Song Yu glanced at him, then looked away lightly.
That was a long time ago. Le Zhishi started learning Chinese later than other children, and he couldn't understand the complicated relationship between relatives in China. Every time he heard the children in his class talk about uncle, aunt, and nephew, he was confused. That day, he heard from his classmate that he had a beautiful sister-in-law. He was very curious. When he got home, he asked Song Yu what a sister-in-law was.
"A sister-in-law is a brother's wife," Song Yu replied.
Lin Rong also teased him. "You'll have to leave home after you get married."
This sentence left a huge shock in Le Zhishi's little heart.
He thought for a long time in his little brain. If Song Yu had a wife and he had a sister-in-law, then they would be separated. He would have his own family in the future. They wouldn't be in the same family anymore.
That wouldn't do!
Le Zhishi hugged Song Yu's arm and acted like a spoiled child. "Brother Yu, I don't want a sister-in-law."
Papa Song teased him. "How can that be? If you don't want a sister-in-law, then your brother won't get a wife."
Le Zhishi had an innocent face. "Then I'll be your sister-in-law!"
Song Yu's face was full of question marks. Le Zhishi suddenly felt that something was wrong and immediately changed his words. "No, no, I'll be my sister-in-law!"
Since then, this innocent child's words became Le Zhishi's dark history in the Song family. Everyone would joke about it from time to time. Every time it was mentioned, they would see a rare moment of anger from Le Zhishi.
For example, now.
"I was only five years old at that time. You guys are too much!" As he spoke, he walked out. He looked like a stiff little robot that was simulating the situation of an angry human.
"Isn't that right? At this age, she's already a child bride." Lin Rong was amused by Le Zhishi. She leaned on her son's shoulder and laughed. Suddenly, a scream burst out from outside.
Song Yu paused for two seconds. He put down the bowl and went to the living room. He saw Le Zhishi hugging Cotton Candy. "Why are you eating like this? Who told you to eat the dragon fruit secretly? Huh? Do you want to dye your fur? "
Cotton Candy, who was supposed to be snow-white, had a mouth full of rose-red juice. Her face was smeared with red juice. Her two black grape-like eyes looked very innocent.
"It's no use looking at me. Next time, you can't just eat things casually. What if it's something you can't eat? Do you still want to go to the hospital? Every time you go to the hospital, you throw a tantrum. "
It was a false alarm. Song Yu stood at a distance and watched him talk to himself and educate the puppy. It was like a child pretending to be an adult. He spoke clearly and logically. Every sentence was very familiar.
"You're really worrisome." Le Zhishi threw down this last sentence. After scolding, he picked up Cotton Candy. When he turned around, she almost bumped into Song Yu.
"Watch where you're going," Song Yu said.
Le Zhishi slipped into the bathroom and bathed Cotton Candy and himself. In the end, he was exhausted. He lay on the bed and vibrated non-stop. Le Zhishi was at his wit's end. He could only force himself to reply to them. He said that he didn't know the answer to the friend request. He also didn't allow himself to give Q. He said that he would be miserable if he made a decision without permission.
He really would be miserable. He did this kind of thing when he was young.
After sending the message, Le Zhishi turned off his phone and fell asleep. He dreamed that when he was in elementary school, he was coaxed by a senior girl to give Song Yu a love letter. In the end, he was ignored by Song Yu for a week. He almost woke up in shock.
Mercilessly rejecting girls on behalf of Song Yu was something that Le Zhishi rarely did. However, it was very effective. He had many days of peace and quiet.
However, he didn't expect that because of Le Zhishi's rejection of the senior girls and the fact that the two didn't interact with each other, there were many strange rumors in school. Some said that he had a different father, and some said that he was living under someone else's roof. It was more exaggerated than the plot of a melodramatic novel. However, among the many rumors, there was a constant theme, and that was that the brothers didn't get along.
As the news spread, it also reached the ears of the people involved. Le Zhishi felt that he was like a little mouse crawling and rolling, falling from one gray pit into another, causing endless trouble. He explained it again and again, but no one listened.
After two consecutive math classes, Le Zhishi's head felt like it had been injected with an anesthetic. In a daze, he received the homework from the math class representative. He took out a red pen and prepared to correct it. However, as he looked at it, he bit the end of the pen.
"Arc Length asked for the wrong thing again …"
Jiang Yufan didn't even open his workbook. "Finally, it's the first PE class of the semester!" He pulled Le Zhishi's arm. "Let's go."
"Oh …" Le Zhishi took a deep breath. He suddenly felt something sweet in his mouth. He looked at the end of the pen that he had just bitten. The ink was leaking!
Le Zhishi's first reaction was to touch his mouth. Sure enough, his hand was covered in red.
"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Yufan looked at Le Zhishi who ran out. He was confused. After looking around, he saw Le Zhishi coming out of the toilet. He pursed his lips tightly and didn't say anything. The class bell rang immediately. The two of them ran to the field and gathered at the last minute. At least they didn't get scolded by the PE teacher.
Everyone ran to warm up. Le Zhishi didn't open his mouth the whole time. After they were dismissed, he covered his mouth with his hand and told Jiang Yufan that he needed to go to the toilet. Jiang Yufan thought that he really had a stomachache. He didn't ask much and went to play basketball with the other boys.
The girls in the class walked through the field to the snack bar in the cafeteria. When they saw the other class, they started to make a fuss. Le Zhishi couldn't care less about the others. He felt embarrassed and wanted to find a place to hide and wipe the red ink off his mouth.
Maybe he should think of a way to go home.
But he had to ask for leave …
Or maybe he could go to the cafeteria's washroom to wash up. He could also look in the mirror.
After he thought about it, Le Zhishi pursed his lips and lowered his head. He walked through the field behind the group of girls. The artificial grass was stepped on. He raised his foot and stubbornly raised his head again. The grass rustled.
As he walked, he didn't pay attention and bumped into someone. It wasn't a light collision. He quickly apologized, "Sorry."
"Isn't this Le Zhishi?"
It was a familiar voice. Le Zhishi looked up. The person who spoke was Song Yu's childhood classmate, Qin Yan. He was also his only friend.
Qin Yan glanced at Song Yu. "Your brother's big eyes are really going to be decorations. He can't even bear to use them."
Le Zhishi wanted to refute, but he couldn't open his mouth. He just shook his head and didn't say anything.
"I saw you from afar. I watched you walk over here step by step. Finally, you bumped into your brother like a little magnet. Fortunately, you didn't bump into me. Otherwise, I would have fallen to the ground. "Qin Yan joked with a nasal voice. He even elbowed the expressionless Song Yu." Right? "
Song Yu said lazily, "If you're sick, then go get treated."
"That won't do. Even if I'm sick, I still have to be Yuyu's most loyal cheerleader."
Song Yu held a basketball in his hand. Le Zhishi guessed that he was going to play basketball. If it was in the past, he would definitely want to stick to Song Yu. But now, it was too embarrassing. He just wanted to run. He lowered his head and said quickly, "Sorry, I accidentally bumped into you. I have to go. Goodbye."
Le Zhishi bypassed the two of them and was about to slip away. Unexpectedly, his arm was suddenly grabbed.
If he acted out of character, he would give himself away.
Turning around, Le Zhishi saw Song Yu's gaze move down to his mouth. After a while, he threw the basketball in his hand to Qin Yan. Without saying a word, he pulled Le Zhishi in another direction.
"Huh?" Le Zhishi stumbled. When he reacted, he didn't let Song Yu pull him. He couldn't shake him off. With his mouth closed, he held Song Yu's hand with both hands like a tug-of-war. He leaned back, not letting him go.
Seeing him like this, Song Yu also stood still. The sun was so bright that Le Zhishi couldn't open his eyes. A few girls walked past and looked back.
Song Yu suddenly let go. Le Zhishi fell back and sat on the ground with a thud. He was dumbfounded.
Song Yu squatted in front of him. Le Zhishi's chin was between his thumb and forefinger, and his index finger and thumb were pinching his face. His lips were forced open, revealing his red incisors.
"I knew it."
Le Zhishi quickly covered his mouth and moved back with his butt against the grass.
It was too embarrassing.
"Why are you hiding?" Song Yu pinched his face and examined it carefully. After he was done, he pulled him up. "Do you want to go to class like this?"
Since he had been discovered, Le Zhishi gave up and walked with Song Yu in despair. It was as if Song Yu was holding a soulless balloon doll.
"Can you walk slower? My butt hurts. "
Song Yu didn't say anything, but he really did walk slower.
It was the infirmary again.
Le Zhishi whispered that his illness wasn't acting up, but Song Yu didn't respond. He just held Le Zhishi's hand and walked inside. The doctor on duty had come to visit again. There was no one else in the room. Song Yu asked Le Zhishi to sit in a chair. He went next door to look for the doctor. Finally, he came back with a bottle of medical alcohol and a box of cotton swabs.
"What's this?" Le Zhishi watched him walk over and pull a chair to sit in front of him.
Song Yu pinched his face and ordered expressionlessly, "Open your mouth."
Le Zhishi opened his mouth obediently. His lips were fine, but his teeth and tongue were covered with red ink. It was really funny.
Song Yu dipped a cotton swab in the alcohol and carefully wiped the stained area. Le Zhishi's heart was beating like a drum. He was a little worried that this thing wouldn't be clean. He still had to go to class for a whole day. It was too uncomfortable to keep his mouth shut.
He didn't know why, but he suddenly thought of the cotton candy that had secretly eaten the Red Dragon Fruit last night. He couldn't help but sigh. They were really the owner and the puppy.
Unexpectedly, in the next moment, Song Yu suddenly laughed. His voice was very soft, so soft that Le Zhishi suspected that he had heard wrongly.
"You're really worrisome."
Just when everyone didn't know what to do, a white figure broke into the light blue crowd and broke through the crowd.
"Spread out, don't surround him."
The surrounding classmates were shocked. No one expected Song Yu, who had just spoken on the stage, to appear here at this moment.
Wang Qian, the homeroom teacher, was also a little surprised to see Song Yu. This was also a student he had taught. At that time, he felt that this child was very cold and didn't even have many good friends. He didn't seem like the type to be brave.
Song Yu squatted down and half-hugged Le Zhishi, who could no longer speak. He adjusted his sitting position and then took out the medicine from his pocket.
Seeing the medicine, Wang Qian was a little confused. He asked carefully, "Song Yu, can he use this medicine? I've already called the emergency personnel at the school hospital. They'll be here soon. "
"It's too late. This is his medicine. "Song Yu was so calm that he didn't seem like a student. He was more like a professional emergency personnel. He raised his head and ordered the people around him, "Everyone, spread out a little more."
He loosened Le Zhishi's school uniform tie and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt to expose his neck. He put an arm around his shoulders and stabilized his head. With his other hand, he aimed the aerosol directly at Le Zhishi's mouth. His movements were smooth and fast. "Le Zhishi, breathe the medicine."
At this time, Le Zhishi's head was covered in cold sweat and his lips were slightly purple. He instinctively grabbed Song Yu's arm and used all his strength to breathe the aerosol into his lungs.
He hadn't had asthma for a long time. The feeling of uncontrollable tears and breathing hit him like waves. Everything was blank, but he could hear Song Yu's voice, which gave him an invisible comfort.
"Breathe again."
They had been in the same class for two years, but this was the first time the surrounding students had seen such a scene. They were all stunned. Those who were familiar with him more or less knew that he was allergic, but it was usually just a rash. It was never this serious.
The cold aerosol flowed into his trachea. A few minutes later, Le Zhishi's heaving chest recovered little by little, and his breathing was no longer so rapid and weak.
"Are you feeling better?" Wang Qian was still worried. "We still need to send him to the infirmary to rest."
"Yes, we need to see him again." Song Yu removed the bottle of medicine and looked away from his pale face. He inadvertently glanced at a package on the ground with the word "bread" printed on it.
He reached out and placed his palm on Le Zhishi's chest to feel his heartbeat. Then, he grabbed his arm and turned it over. He checked his neck and checked the rash.
Although the symptoms were alleviated, Le Zhishi's consciousness was still lagging. Every time he had an asthma attack, he would have a strong sense of dependence, like a fledgling whose life had been saved in the midst of a struggle.
During the emergency treatment, he couldn't think of anything except that it must be Song Yu who saved him. After he recovered, Le Zhishi wanted to confirm it, so he weakly looked up and saw Song Yu's face. Only then did he feel relieved.
"Brother …" His voice was weak, and his fingers weakly clung to Song Yu's arm. The illness swept through him like a gust of wind. His remaining willpower made him completely forget the promise and disguise.
Jiang Yufan, who had sharp ears, repeated it without thinking, "Brother … Brother?!"
This word passed through a layer of human-shaped loudspeakers and spread like ripples.
Song Yu was Le Zhishi's "brother."
On the day of the opening ceremony, this secret that Le Zhishi had kept for two years was known by the whole school.
There were always a few outstanding students in a school. They were either talked about or surrounded.
Le Zhishi and Song Yu were both typical representatives, but no one thought that these two people who usually had nothing to do with each other would cross paths and be so close.
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