Little cutie, you don't have enough subscriptions for this article. You can read the latest content if you make up for it. Song Yu didn't say anything and let him cry. In the end, he seemed to have run out of patience. He turned around, 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 unfamiliar 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 adults described him, like a doll.
After he grew up, Le Zhishi seemed to be asleep when he was awake. He was very obedient, didn't cry, and was sensible and likable. Adolescent children were ashamed to cry as much as they wanted, as if their troubles weren't worthy of being called troubles, not worth mentioning, and 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, 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's tears turned into laughter. "But he deserves a beating for bullying a classmate. You don't know, but he always kicks 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?"
"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.
But most beautiful things were fragile.
"They're very good people." Song Yu patted Le Zhishi's thin back. "Your mother is very beautiful. Her macaroni is delicious. 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 even 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. Le Zhishi gradually fell asleep as he continued to pat her. 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 because of 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 Le Zhishi. The collision caused Le Zhishi to take 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 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 the evening self-study class. If you want to do homework and memorize vocabulary, come to the 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. Le Zhishi went back to Song Yu's side, causing him to 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 hand. 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.
"Aiyo, it's good 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 opposite after self-study. More than five people came to him to feel sorry for his face.
After self-study, he started 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 won't be staying here to do your homework tonight."
"Okay."
Jiang Yufan could hear a clear emotion in Le Zhishi's voice. It sounded like the "Ang" that some people liked to use on the internet. Now, Le Zhishi's voice sounded 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 there together from the long corridor."
So that's how it is.
Le Zhishi climbed up to the fifth floor. The activity room was right next to Song Yu's classroom. Coincidentally, the third-year students were having a break. 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 didn't even look inside Song Yu's classroom.
The activity room wasn't 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 a third-year student. 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, Brother Qin Yan."
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-flavored yogurt again. He didn't 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. I'm also waiting for my boyfriend to finish his class."
B-Boyfriend?
Seeing Le Zhishi's eyes widen, the girl asked again, "What about you?"
The girl's eyes were full of gossip. "Are you guys really brothers? Do you live together too? "
"We're not brothers." Le Zhishi only answered the first question. He looked down and opened his homework book. He said softly, "Let's hurry up and study …"
"Oh, right, right." The girl seemed to realize something. She turned her head and glanced at a senior who was studying in the corner. She turned back and whispered, "I won't disturb you anymore. I'm going back. Talk to you next time! "
Does next time mean that I can study here every day?
After thinking for two seconds, Le Zhishi opened the new self-study map with a little envy. He tried to focus, but studying here was too different from studying in the classroom. Staying in the classroom to do homework, wandering in the corridor to study, and waiting for the senior students to finish school. No matter what he did, it was just a one-sided action. He couldn't even wait. After all, waiting for someone and being waited for was a two-way street.
This time was different. He wasn't waiting without permission.
Le Zhishi looked up again. The girl was chatting on her phone not far away. She had a sweet smile on her face. She was probably chatting with her boyfriend. While thinking, he subconsciously wanted to bite the end of his pen. However, when he thought of Song Yu's face, he resisted the urge.
Seems like … I'm still different from them.
After finishing the last question, the bell rang. Le Zhishi was afraid that Song Yu would have to wait, so he packed his bag as fast as he could. However, there was no one at the door. It seemed like the class next door was delayed again. Le Zhishi stood at the back door of Grade 12 (5) and looked inside. He saw Song Yu reading with his head lowered. He was wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses. He was slightly nearsighted and didn't usually need glasses. He only wore them when he needed to use them for a long time.
Le Zhishi liked the slight squinting of his eyes and frowning when he wasn't wearing glasses. He didn't know why, but he liked it inexplicably.
The students in the back row seemed to have noticed a junior high student standing at the back door. They whispered to each other and turned their heads. At first, Le Zhishi didn't think anything was wrong. However, when he heard someone whisper, "Isn't that Song Yu's brother?" He felt like he was pricked. He immediately covered his eyes. He felt weird covering his eyes, so he hid to the side.
"Why are you more guilty than I am?" The girl was still standing outside the classroom. She didn't seem to be afraid that her girlfriend would be caught by the teacher or classmates. "This is Peiya's place. I'm a student of Peiya. It's reasonable for me to stand here."
Le Zhishi thought for a moment. "That's true." Therefore, he also stood beside the girl. In less than two seconds, he took a step to the right and put some distance between them.
When the class finally ended, the teacher walked out and deliberately looked at Le Zhishi's face. The other students in the classroom were very active after class. Song Yu, on the other hand, was slowly tidying up. A few seniors came out with their hands linked and surrounded Le Zhishi.
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