Little cutie, your subscription ratio for this article is not enough ~ You can read the latest content after supplementing your subscription. First, he stubbornly used one hand to wipe away his tears, then he used the other hand. In the end, he couldn't wipe away his tears with both hands. More and more tears flowed down his face. He simply turned around and pushed Song Yu so that his back was facing him. Then, he pressed his forehead against Song Yu and cried. His shoulders trembled slightly. He really cried too hard. He buried his head in the pillow and tried not to make a sound.
Song Yu didn't say anything and let him cry. In the end, he seemed to have run out of patience and turned around. He took off Le Zhishi's blindfold and 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 the clothes get dirty?"
You really like to ask questions.
Song Yu said in a low voice, "You wash them if they get dirty."
This time, Le Zhishi cried unscrupulously, just like when he was a child, his cries shook the sky. Song Yu lay there quietly, his eyes empty. This scene was a little strange to the two teenagers, but they often hugged each other like this when they were young. 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. 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 growing up, Le Zhishi seemed to be asleep when he was awake. He was very obedient and didn't cry for no reason. 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 didn't matter. It was as if they were pretending to be worried. Only in front of Song Yu could Le Zhishi unleash his power without any burden.
Le Zhishi's crying became softer as he sniffed. Song Yu knew that he was about to speak, so he paid attention. Unexpectedly, he touched Song Yu's arm, pulled his hand to his back, and made a small request with a nasal voice. "Can you pat my back?"
Song Yu didn't refuse. He raised his hand and patted it lightly. Le Zhishi looked up at him. "I'm not talking about a quantitative unit."
"Okay," Song Yu replied. He clapped his hands lightly and asked, "Do you still feel wronged?"
They understood each other very well. Le Zhishi quickly understood and gave an answer. "He didn't feel particularly wronged. What he said was also the truth. Perhaps he himself couldn't figure out why he was beaten up by me." At this point, Le Zhishi actually laughed through his tears. "But he deserved to be beaten up for bullying a classmate. 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 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?"
"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 didn't remember much, but he unexpectedly had a deep impression of it.
That was his initial feeling of a beautiful marriage.
But most beautiful things were fragile.
"They are very good people." Song Yu patted Le Zhishi's thin back. "Your mother is very beautiful, and the macaroni she makes is very delicious. Her voice is very gentle, and she speaks a little Chinese. Your father is very funny, and 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 even draw it for me." Le Zhishi hugged him tighter.
He probably planned to draw it for him after he unlocked a new achievement. Song Yu thought that it might be after he reached the peak. But he couldn't say it out loud. Just like that, Le Zhishi gradually fell asleep. Song Yu tried to loosen 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, and 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 like it was already 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.
Two knocks came from the door. Le Zhishi looked up and saw Song Yu standing at the door in another set of school uniform. 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 smell.
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're ditching me again for your brother."
"Shut up." Song Yu turned around and was about to leave. He had forgotten that Le Zhishi was next to him. He bumped into Le Zhishi, causing him to stumble back half a step. 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 isn't a good thing."
Song Yu couldn't be bothered with 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 hold Le Zhishi, but Le Zhishi came out and went back to Song Yu's side, causing him to make a feint. "Eh?"
Song Yu glanced at him. "You can go in."
Le Zhishi nodded and obediently walked into the school gate. After a few steps, he remembered something and turned back. He stuffed the paper bag of fried chestnuts into Song Yu's hands. When he heard Song Yu say, "Wait for me after school." He nodded and said, "I can't finish eating." Then he left.
The bag was heavy. Song Yu opened it and saw that it was full of peeled chestnuts. They were golden, round, and still warm.
"Hey, it's so nice to have a brother …"
"Shut up."
Le Zhishi was in a good mood the whole afternoon, probably because he knew that he could go to the fifth floor after evening self-study. Although more than five people ran over to him and felt sorry for his face.
After evening self-study, he began to pack his bag. This was different from what Jiang Yufan had expected. Jiang Yufan quickly grabbed his bag and ran to Group 4. "You're not staying here to do homework tonight."
"Okay."
Jiang Yufan could hear a clear emotion in Le Zhishi's voice. It was like the "Ang" that some people liked to use on the internet. Now, Le Zhishi's voice was high and nasal.
"Then let's go back together. I'm hungry and want to eat hot dry noodles. I don't know if the stall is open today."
"But I want to go to the activity room on the fifth floor opposite." Le Zhishi had an apologetic expression on his face. "We can walk through the corridor together."
I see.
Le Zhishi climbed up to the fifth floor. The activity room was right next to Song Yu's classroom. Coincidentally, it was the break between classes and there were many people standing in the corridor. Le Zhishi's junior high school uniform was particularly eye-catching.
"Hey, isn't this Song Yu's …"
After being recognized, Le Zhishi suddenly remembered that he had a black eye. He lowered his head and walked quickly into the activity room. He did not even look at Song Yu's classroom.
The activity room was not big. There were eight desks, two small sofas, and a whiteboard. To Le Zhishi's surprise, there was a girl wearing the same junior high school uniform as him. She looked familiar and seemed to be in the third year of junior high. Le Zhishi had just picked a seat by the window when he saw Qin Yan walk in with a bunch of snacks in his hands. He placed them on the table. "Le Zhishi, eat some if you're hungry."
"Thank you, Qin Yan gege."
Before he could say anything, the bell rang. Qin Yan quickly returned to the classroom. Le Zhishi looked at the snacks on the table and saw the box of cheese yogurt again. He did not eat the rest. He only poked the yogurt open and took a big sip.
"Classmate."
Hearing someone speak, Le Zhishi looked up. It was the junior high school girl he had noticed earlier. Le Zhishi raised his eyebrows. "What's up?"
"You're Le Zhishi, right?" The girl ran over with her vocabulary book in her arms. She seemed to be a very friendly person. "You stood up for Cheng Mingming from our class this morning. You were so cool."
Le Zhishi was a little embarrassed. He leaned back in his chair. "Actually, it's not that …"
"Don't be modest. You're famous now. Many girls in our class are praising you."
Seeing that she was going to continue talking, Le Zhishi tried to change the topic. "Why are you here? Aren't you going home? "
The girl laughed. "Me? I'm studying here and waiting for my boyfriend to finish class."
B-Boyfriend?
Looking at Le Zhishi's widened eyes, the girl asked again, "What about you?"
A big pot fell from the sky, smashing Le Zhishi into a daze. "No …" He frowned, still holding the earpiece in his hand obediently. He muttered to himself, "I'm not in a puppy love relationship."
Moreover, it was a righteous refusal.
He tilted his head and looked at Song Yu in front of him. He retorted loudly, "I'm not in a relationship!"
Song Yu still did not say anything. Le Zhishi could only think about it on his own. He thought about what happened in the corridor on the third floor of the medical hall and understood. "You were standing downstairs the whole time, right? You misunderstood. I was returning the gift I received to her. "
Le Zhishi omitted the information about the confessor and retold the story exactly as it happened. He was like a kindergarten kid who was obediently reporting what happened in school every day. He described it vividly, afraid that he would miss out on any details.
One reported along the way, while the other rode silently and listened. They drove from the wide road into the winding alleys and approached their destination amidst the undulating sycamore leaves.
"I didn't promise her anything. I bought her a drink because I was afraid that she would be upset if I rejected her, so I said that I would treat her to a drink. And I bought her a coke. I also bought Jiang Yufan a coke, but I gave … "
At this point, he suddenly stopped talking. For some reason, the more Le Zhishi spoke, the more aggrieved he felt. He thought about the confessions that the girls were discussing during the assembly in the morning.
"Didn't someone confess to you too? Even if it was that Peiya who confessed, I would still complain. " It was clearly a threat, but it did not have the slightest deterrence. He even subconsciously lowered his voice, which made him sound particularly weak. After a pause, Le Zhishi added fuel to the fire. "The girls in our class were discussing it in full swing this morning. Maybe the whole school knows about it."
The bicycle came to a sudden stop. Le Zhishi smacked his lips against Song Yu's back. He clung tightly to him and held back his unfinished words.
"The whole school knows about more than just the confession."
Song Yu finally opened his mouth and ordered Le Zhishi to get off the bicycle.
Le Zhishi obviously knew what he was talking about. "I didn't do it on purpose. I wasn't feeling well at the time and accidentally shouted …" He stuck behind him like a little shadow. "What should we do now? Everyone heard it. There shouldn't be anyone who doesn't know."
Song Yu did not provide him with a solution. He locked the bicycle and walked inside.
He felt that after explaining so much, his brother did not seem happy. It seemed that it was not because of this.
The bicycle stopped in front of an old grey bungalow. A tall magnolia plant was planted in front of the courtyard. Inside was a small courtyard that had been meticulously maintained. The bungalow was a European-style building from the Republic of China. After the renovation, the decoration was very simple. There was a huge stone that was about the height of a person standing in front of the door. There were two words engraved on it: Yang He Qi Zhe.
This was a private restaurant that Song Yu's mother, Lin Rong, ran out of interest.
Song Yu lifted the curtain and Le Zhishi followed him in. There were already customers inside who had made reservations. It was Grandpa Zhang, a regular since the opening of the restaurant. He was a retired university professor. As soon as he saw them enter, he smiled and joked, "Xiao Rong, your big handsome boy and little handsome boy are back."
Lin Rong heard them and came out of the kitchen with a small plate of honeyed spring snow peaches in her hand. She put it on the table and smiled as she glanced at Le Zhishi and Song Yu.
Le Zhishi was a likable person. Before Lin Rong could say anything, he obediently called him Grandpa Zhang. Song Yu nodded slightly as a greeting.
"Le has grown taller, but he's still not as tall as your brother."
Lin Rong took Le Zhishi's schoolbag off his shoulder. "There's still a difference of three years. Le is still young and his health is not good. He's already growing very fast. "
Le Zhishi emphasized a number that not many people cared about. "I'm 176."
Song Yu, the tallest person in the restaurant, did not participate in their height discussion. He walked alone to the innermost private room. It was a lounge that Lin Rong had specially prepared for the two brothers.
Lin Rong took out a delicately packed meal and handed it to Professor Zhang with both hands. "Eat it while it's hot when you go back."
"Thank you for your hard work." Professor Zhang was very happy. "My wife likes this. I'll go back now."
"Goodbye, Grandpa Zhang." Le Zhishi took the initiative to walk him to the door.
When the restaurant was first opened, Le and Song Yu were still in primary school. Lin Rong only opened the restaurant on Mondays and Fridays out of interest. There was no menu and it was all arranged by her. Customers came one after another and word of mouth spread. More and more people came. Many people made reservations a month in advance. Later, Lin Rong opened the restaurant to four days a week. It was also convenient for Le Zhishi, who was allergic, to have lunch.
Lunch was still sumptuous. The white jade porcelain plate was filled with crispy golden lotus balls. As soon as it was served, Le Zhishi took one. With one bite, it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It was sweeter than meatballs. Compared with ordinary vegetable meatballs mixed with flour, the boiled lotus root milk had a texture that was very similar to meat. It was soft and delicious.
"Lotus root balls are the best meatballs in the world." Le Zhishi had not finished eating. He picked up a stewed chicken claw and stuffed it into his mouth. The chicken claw melted with the red sauce and thick oil.
More than one person had said that Le Zhishi looked delicious when he ate. Some people even suggested that he make a mukden. Watching him eat was very appetizing.
Lin Rong came in with a bowl of sugar-coated lotus root starch. "Was the Start-of-Term Ceremony fun?" She put her hand on Song Yu's shoulder, but her eyes were looking at Le Zhishi. "How was Song Yu's speech today? You didn't forget your lines, right? "
Le Zhishi, who was eating like a little hamster, suddenly stopped. His cheeks were bulging.
"Oh, I really forgot my lines."
"No." Song Yu ignored Le Zhishi's wink and added another bowl of lotus root starch. "Something just happened."
The chicken claw in Le Zhishi's mouth suddenly did not taste good.
It can't be. We agreed not to talk about it.
"What happened?" Lin Rong looked curious.
Song Yu glanced at Le Zhishi. "It's him."
"Le Zhishi? What happened to Le Zhishi? "
Le Zhishi panicked. His eyes darted between Song Yu and Lin Rong. He shook his head in advance to clarify. "I didn't …"
"He didn't wear a nameplate and was criticized." Song Yu drank a mouthful of lotus root starch and looked up at the shocked Le Zhishi. "He was almost late."
It was different from what he had imagined.
"Nameplate?" Lin Rong exclaimed in a low voice. "Ah, it's me. I took them off when I was washing clothes. I think I accidentally put both nameplates in my brother's room. It's my fault."
Then she looked at Le Zhishi apologetically. She glanced at the nameplate on his chest. "Hey, why are you wearing it?"
Le Zhishi explained guiltily. "My brother gave it to me."
A waiter called outside. Lin Rong hurried out. Le Zhishi breathed a sigh of relief and looked nervously at Song Yu, who was covering for him.
"It's all my fault for messing up your speech. I'm sorry. I won't eat the wrong thing next time."
The lotus root starch was iced. Song Yu ate a small bowl. He felt much better and his anger subsided. But when he heard the apology, his expression turned cold again.
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