Little Cutie, the subscription rate for this article is not enough ~ You can read the latest content after you make up for it. The six-year-old Song Yu gained a younger brother overnight. He was soft and beautiful, and looked like a little angel in a fairy tale. His light brown hair was curly, and he could only speak English with a childish voice.
Unlike this little guy, Song Yu wasn't born with a lively personality. He didn't like to be noisy and didn't talk much. His elders and relatives always said that his personality wasn't good and should be changed. However, Lin Rong always argued that he inherited his grandfather's genes, so that Song Yu could be himself from a young age.
He was very smart and much more mature than other children. However, no matter how mature he was, he would be at a loss when faced with a strange child who would take away his love. In the beginning, Song Yu didn't like him, but it wasn't to the point of hating him.
Most of the time, he silently observed him.
It was strange. His eyelashes were too curly.
Why did this little guy have so much trouble talking? He looked so clumsy.
Was he this stupid when he was young?
However, Le Zhishi was really cute. Any elder who saw him would praise him. These praises shook little Song Yu's impression of him. He had to admit that Le Zhishi was cuter than the Pomeranian he wanted to buy.
On the third day of his visit, Le Zhishi suddenly cried non-stop. He cried for his parents. No one could coax him.
"Don't cry." As soon as Song Yu came closer, Le Zhishi stretched out his arms to hug him. However, Song Yu couldn't carry him. He wrapped himself around him like a glutinous rice cake.
"Your crying is giving me a headache." Song Yu despaired. He said to Lin Rong, "Mom, let's send him back to his parents and let him go home."
Lin Rong looked at him. She wanted to say something but couldn't. In the end, she coaxed Le Zhishi and carried him upstairs. Only Song Yu and Song's Dad were left in the living room.
"Yu." Song's Dad pulled him over and told him seriously, "Your brother doesn't have parents anymore."
Song Yu frowned and didn't reply. He only thought about the meaning of this sentence in his heart. Soon, Song's Dad gave him a more accurate answer.
"His parents are gone. He has no home to go back to."
He understood what she meant by "not here".
Song Yu frowned even deeper. He looked up at the stairs and then back at his father.
"Will he leave in the future?"
Song's Dad shook his head. "This will be his home from now on.
Adults would always subconsciously judge children and think that they didn't know anything. But in fact, children were more empathetic than adults. They would hold an umbrella for a little stray dog on their way home.
Song Yu was the same, even though he hadn't been a very empathetic child since he was a child.
After returning to his room, he hugged a pillow and nestled on the small sofa. Song's Dad's words hovered in his mind.
Le Zhishi was so cute, but he didn't have parents.
This sentence stuck in his heart, and he felt more and more sorry for Le Zhishi. No matter how beautiful a stray dog was, it was still a stray dog. They had nowhere to go when it rained. They could only hide in the tunnel and shiver, cold and hungry.
The door suddenly creaked open, interrupting Song Yu's stray dog adventure in his mind. He looked up and saw Le Zhishi curled up by the door. Half of his small head was poking out pitifully and looking in. He even let out a silly cry.
Song Yu glanced at him, acting like a little master. "Why are you hiding?" Seeing that the little thing didn't move, he couldn't bear it. He raised his hand and waved, motioning for him to come in. Le Zhishi then slowly walked towards him. The child's feet were unsteady. He staggered with every step, as if he was going to fall in the next second. Song Yu was frightened.
It wasn't easy to get in front of him. Le Zhishi blinked his big eyes and looked at him. His face was red from crying, and he looked like a little peach that was about to break.
His eyes were swollen. Song Yu thought of his father's words again, so he made some space for him and let him curl up on the small sofa with him.
It had been raining for several days. It seemed that ever since Le Zhishi came, the rain hadn't stopped.
He asked Le Zhishi why he came to his room. Suddenly, a white light flashed outside the window. Before Le Zhishi could answer, he was interrupted by a huge thunder. He was so scared that he hugged Song Yu, his whole body trembling.
Although Song Yu was also scared by the thunder, Le Zhishi was much more scared than him. Not only was he trembling, but he also cried.
Song Yu was most afraid of him crying. He wanted to ask his mother to take him back to the room, but Le Zhishi clung to him and tried to get into his arms. Song Yu had no choice but to coax him like a real brother. He didn't like to talk, so he could only cover his ears and pat him gently on the back.
The thunder didn't disappear easily. It always appeared again after Le Zhishi recovered from the shock. If it struck again, all the coaxing would be in vain.
He decided to find a way to distract the poor little boy.
After thinking about it, Song Yu took out a big box of madeleine cakes. It was chocolate-filled. His father had brought it back for him from abroad. He couldn't bear to open it.
You got lucky.
With the sweet cake and Song Yu covering his ears, Le Zhishi wasn't so scared anymore. He looked very cute when he ate. His two chubby hands held the cake and took one bite at a time. Suddenly, his whole body would tremble when there was thunder, and the cake would fall. He would be stunned for a second, then pick it up and continue eating with tears in his eyes.
It was funny and pitiful.
"You're so small. How can you eat so much?" Song Yu looked at the empty box. There was only one cake left. He took it and took a bite. Sweet chocolate flowed out.
Le Zhishi reached out to him again and said softly that he wanted more. Song Yu had no choice but to give him the other half in his hand. "There's no more."
In the end, he ate the other half in the same way. The corners of his mouth were full of chocolate. Song Yu thought he was dirty and took a tissue to wipe his mouth.
He really felt like a big brother now.
This sudden identity of an older brother gave Song Yu a very complicated feeling. He felt a little burdened, but also a little happy and proud. It was more convincing than a hundred people saying to him, "You've grown up."
At night, when it was time to sleep, Le Zhishi refused to leave. He cried and made a fuss about sleeping with Song Yu. Lin Rong had no choice but to carry him into her son's room. Once he was in Song Yu's bed, Le Zhishi stopped crying and making a fuss. He was obedient and quiet. He leaned against Song Yu's arm and slept like a little doll. He would even hold back his tears and obediently say good night to him.
He seemed to have developed a fledgling relationship with this boy who was three years older than him. When it thundered, he would cover his ears for him and give him cake.
After Lin Rong left, Song Yu turned over and looked at Le Zhishi, who had his eyes closed. He thought to himself that it might be good to have another little brother. Even if he was a little clingy and kept leaning against him, he didn't hate it. He could take him to Jiangtan Park to fly kites, look at the reeds, and take him to the Mathematical Olympiad class, but this little thing definitely wouldn't understand a single word.
Song Yu's mind was already filled with scenes of Le Zhishi sticking to him.
Children were always full of curiosity, but Song Yu wasn't. He had been exceptionally rational since he was young. But when he realized that he would become an older brother, he had a naive sense of novelty for the first time.
But it was also that night that Song Yu understood for the first time that being an older brother wasn't so simple.
In the middle of the night, he was awakened by Le Zhishi's breathing. His little hand gripped his arm tightly, and he seemed to be having trouble breathing. Song Yu was frightened. His first reaction was to run out of bed and smash his parents' door.
The sound of the ambulance was even more frightening than thunder. Song Yu was immersed in it all night. It was as if his ears were ringing. He didn't listen to advice and insisted on following, so he ran behind the adults and watched as Le Zhishi was carried by his father. He was so small, and his eyes were closed. His lips were no longer a beautiful pink.
Everything in the emergency room was very chaotic. In his memory, it was like a chaotic scene edited quickly. Everything was gray, and the sound of his heartbeat and Le Zhishi's sad breathing were background sounds.
It wasn't until the doctor came out and told them that everything was fine. His mother stood up in tears and his father put out his cigarette that Song Yu's heart finally calmed down.
"Our preliminary diagnosis is that it's food allergy asthma. We checked the allergen and found that the child has a very serious wheat allergy. In theory, he shouldn't eat any food that contains wheat. A mild clinical reaction can be diarrhea and hives. A more serious reaction can lead to asthma, just like this time. How can you not pay attention to these as parents? "
Lin Rong wiped her tears and didn't say anything. Le Zhishi hadn't eaten anything made of flour in the past few days. Basically, he had eaten vegetables, fruits, and rice paste. The child's parents had left so suddenly that they didn't know.
"We'll be careful next time," Song's father said in a hoarse voice.
"Allergies can be serious. The child is only three years old. It's not a joke." The doctor continued to ask, "Did he eat something he shouldn't have today?"
"I don't think so …" Lin Rong was also puzzled, but she couldn't think of any wheat products.
A string in Song Yu's mind snapped. He suddenly understood that he was the most terrible criminal in the world. He had almost killed his brother who relied on him so much. He thought he was just coaxing him with his favorite cake, but what he fed him was poison.
"He … he ate the cake. I gave it to him." Song Yu had never been so anxious in his life, but he still confessed his "crime," even if he really didn't mean it.
The doctor sighed. "This situation is common. He's a child. Didn't he feed a little goldfish too much and the fish died the next day? He didn't do it on purpose. "
This example didn't lessen the burden on Song Yu. Instead, it made it worse.
"According to the symptoms of this illness, he probably ate a lot." The doctor comforted him again. "You probably liked your brother too much, so you fed him so much cake. Remember, don't do it next time. "
The child's self-blame and burden made Song Yu understand for the first time that liking someone could also cause harm.
He thought he was taking in a poor stray dog and holding an umbrella for it in a rainstorm, but in fact, what he stretched out was a hand that spread fish food without restraint. He was full of joy, but in the end, what he waited for might be a small fish that lost its life and floated up.
Although his parents didn't blame him, they comforted him like the doctor and told him it was nothing. But from that day on, Song Yu still consciously distanced himself from his brother. It was too close. He couldn't tell the reason. Maybe it was the fear and self-blame that night that he couldn't calm down, or maybe it was because he understood what restraint was.
He understood it much earlier than many adults.
After growing up, Song Yu often felt that he was born to keep an estranged distance from the world. He held a few strings in his hand that connected him to some of the people he needed in his life. Everything was set in black, white, and gray.
Only Le Zhishi's unexpected visit was out of fate. It was a sudden rainstorm. Some people said that this was an unfinished brotherly love from a previous life, and they bumped into each other in this life. Therefore, there was a special string in his hand. It was a thin red string that seemed like it would scatter with the wind. In the end, it didn't belong to him, so not only did he hold it, he also tried to maintain it.
He just chose the stupidest, but safest way.
As soon as he said that, Le Zhishi really didn't move, but his mind began to wander. He remembered that in school, whether it was when he won a speech competition or when he was knocked down while playing basketball, Song Yu never took the initiative to approach him. They were very serious about playing the role of strangers.
So now, Le Zhishi was even a little grateful that his sudden asthma on the first day of school forced them to open up their complicated relationship and walk together very openly.
Seeing him in a daze, Song Yu said casually, "Is it good?"
Le Zhishi pulled himself out of his thoughts. After hearing this, he was very sure that Song Yu was mocking him.
"I accidentally inhaled it." He frowned.
This scene reminded Song Yu of when they went to the dentist together when they were young. Le Zhishi ate candy until his mouth was full of tooth worms. Lin Rong took them to the dentist's office. As soon as he heard the sound of the electric drill, Le Zhishi opened his mouth and cried. He grabbed his hand and wouldn't let go.
Song Yu continued to wipe and said calmly, "What's the smell?"
"Cantaloupe." Le Zhishi described truthfully, "At first, it was sweet, but then it became a little disgusting, like fever syrup."
He could describe it in such detail.
After saying that, Le Zhishi spat out a little and wrapped it in paper. "Could it be that the person who made the refill guessed that someone would inhale it, so he deliberately made it sweet?"
Song Yu glanced at him. "If you knew that the refill was sweet earlier, you wouldn't have to go to the dentist. Eating it like candy wouldn't cause tooth decay.
He was being teased again, but Le Zhishi got the main point completely wrong. "Did I go to the dentist when I was young?"
It was unbelievable. How could he forget when he was crying like that? Shouldn't he remember it for the rest of his life?
"Your childhood memories are really vague," Song Yu said.
Le Zhishi didn't comment. He held his wrist and said in a muffled voice with saliva, "What's wrong with that? Don't you remember everything?"
"Anyway, my childhood was yours."
Song Yu was slightly startled.
Le Zhishi didn't feel that he had said anything important. His feet were still moving, and he couldn't stay still. Song Yu returned to silence. He pressed his hand on his shaking knee and carefully wiped the ink between his teeth with a wet cotton swab.
With his knee pressed, Le Zhishi lowered his head and glanced at his empty wrist. There was no watch on it.
"Aren't you wearing a watch?"
Song Yu didn't answer immediately. Le Zhishi asked again, "Why not?"
The way he asked questions so confidently reminded Song Yu of the first time Le Zhishi gave him this watch. When he was rejected, Le Zhishi also asked him with such a direct expression.
"Why not?"
"Brother Yu, don't you like it?"
Le Zhishi was even more naive when he was young. He held the gift box of the watch and looked at it with satisfaction. He looked up and asked, "Isn't it nice? I asked the lady at the counter to pick it out with me. She promised that you'd like it. "
Song Yu didn't dislike it, but he knew that this reward was very generous for a primary school student. He could use it to buy a lot of things. There was no need to spend it on a watch that was given to someone else. At the same time, he also knew that it was useless to tell Le Zhishi this. He was a stupid and stubborn child.
So he decided to communicate with the receptionist directly.
"Hello, I want to return this watch. I haven't used it before. The packaging and receipt are all here. According to the mall's regulations, I should be able to return it."
A cute mixed-race child buying a watch alone had already left a deep impression on the receptionist. Now his older brother was handling the return with a mature attitude that surpassed his peers. It was hard not to feel strange.
"Yes." The receptionist maintained her smile, "Please show me …"
Le Zhishi, who was in front of the counter, shouted "No". He then sat on the ground and hugged Song Yu's leg tightly. He cried and begged him. At first, Song Yu was still impartial. He took out the receipt and handed it to the receptionist. But Le Zhishi was crying so hard that even the receptionist couldn't help but persuade him, "Why don't you talk to your brother first?"
Song Yu thought for a while. In the end, he squatted down and took out a pack of tissues from his bag and gave it to him, "Why are you crying?"
"You, you don't want my gift." Le Zhishi sobbed. The more he spoke, the more wronged he felt, "I didn't even finish saying happy birthday, you, you …"
Seeing that he was about to cry again, Song Yu immediately said, "It's not that I don't want your gift."
Le Zhishi choked. He listened to him with tears in his big eyes.
"It's that this gift is too expensive. This kind of spending is irrational."
Maybe one day, when he thought back, he would regret the first big expense of his life.
The tears that he had been holding back still fell. Le Zhishi wiped them with the back of his hand, "But I looked at it for a long time. It's not that I don't know anything. You all think that I don't know anything. "
Hearing this, the receptionist standing at the side couldn't help but say, "Indeed, when the little brother came on the first day, I also thought that he was playing around. But he came three times in a row. He took a long time and only paid on the last day."
When he took out the money from his bag, he carefully counted it three times.
The receptionist looked at Song Yu, "He's quite cautious."
Song Yu was silent. In the end, he couldn't bear to see Le Zhishi cry and stubbornly do what he thought was right, so he didn't return the gift. Le Zhishi tacitly agreed that he was willing to accept the gift. Satisfied, he went home with him.
At night in his room, Song Yu sat in front of his desk. Under the table lamp, the watch face emitted a bright light. He held the price tag and looked at it for a long time. He planned to return the gift alone the next day.
Before going to bed, he wanted to get a glass of water. On the way downstairs, Song Yu saw Le Zhishi in his mother's arms watching a cartoon with a lollipop in his mouth. He pointed at the Little Genius Watch commercial on TV, "That watch isn't as nice as the one I bought for my brother, right, Aunt Rong?"
"Of course, the one you bought is the most beautiful. Even ten of these can't compare." Lin Rong patted his head and asked, "Le, why did you buy a watch for your brother?"
Song Yu stopped in his tracks.
Le Zhishi took out the lollipop from his mouth. His tone was very serious, as if he was a little adult. "We used to be together every day. I could go down two floors to play with my brother. Now that he's in junior high and has gone to another school, I miss him a lot. So I let my watch accompany him. " He raised his empty wrist and said with a smile, "Brother Yu will think of me when he looks at the time."
"Our Le is so smart."
He didn't expect that behind the wailing, there was such a thought behind it. Song Yu went back silently, sat down, and put the watch on himself.
He was the one who didn't care about it, but every minute and second of his childhood was engraved in his mind. He was the only one who could remember it.
Song Yu could no longer distinguish between him and Le Zhishi, who needed the company of the other more.
Immersed in his memories, Song Yu was a little distracted. The cotton bud accidentally rubbed against his gums. Le Zhishi frowned and subconsciously shrank back. Song Yu came back to his senses, grabbed his chin, and pulled him forward. Le Zhishi didn't dare to move. Like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, he repeated his question before he died. "Why aren't you wearing it?"
"You have a lot of questions," Song Yu said.
If you had answered me from the beginning, you would only have one question. Le Zhishi said in his heart.
Song Yu's expression was excessively calm. His gaze was focused on a single point. This reminded him of a horror movie he had seen before. The ogre in the movie was just as elegant.
No, this analogy was too strange. Le Zhishi forced himself to stop fantasizing and closed his eyes.
The loss of vision brought about an increase in his other senses.
He could clearly feel the touch of the wet cotton swab rubbing against his skin. It was very light and a little itchy. It was a cold feeling brought by the evaporation of alcohol. Perhaps Le Zhishi knew that the person sitting opposite him was not a doctor, so he felt different.
They were very close. He could smell the scent of lemon detergent from Song Yu's collar. It was the same as his own. This made him subconsciously feel at ease.
However, the smell of alcohol wasn't very good. Le Zhishi kept his mouth open. Saliva from the stimulation accumulated in his mouth and mixed with the medical alcohol.
It was so bitter.
Song Yu's hand suddenly stopped moving.
Le Zhishi, who had his eyes closed, obediently waited for him to continue. However, after waiting for a while, nothing happened. He opened his eyes in confusion and called him brother in a muffled voice with a questioning tone.
Song Yu stuffed the alcohol and cotton bud into his hand and stood up. "There's a mirror over there. Wipe yourself clean."
Le Zhishi tore at the tissue and spat out the bitter saliva in his mouth. "Oh." He knew that this was indeed a very troublesome matter. He should have done it himself earlier.
He took the tools and went to the mirror by the window. Le Zhishi observed it and found that it was almost done.
It was amazing. It turned out that such stubborn ink could be dissolved.
Le Zhishi was a child who couldn't hide his emotions. His admiration for Song Yu was completely expressed on his face.
"Amazing. My school uniform is often scratched by pen lead. Can it be cleaned with alcohol too? "He looked back at Song Yu as if he had discovered a new world.
Song Yu's right hand was originally on his left wrist, but the moment he turned around, he moved it away. He nodded and turned to leave first. "Let's go."
"Hey … wait for me." Le Zhishi wanted to leave with Song Yu, but after looking at the used things, he hesitated and went back to clean up. When he went out again, Song Yu was already far away.
Looking at his back, Le Zhishi was a little disappointed.
He touched his chin and pinched it. Finally, he kicked a pebble and walked with heavy steps. He didn't go back to the field directly. Instead, he went to the supermarket in the cafeteria and bought a bottle of Yakult.
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