Little Cutie, you don't have enough subscriptions for this article ~ You can read the latest content if you make up for it. Qin Yan, you call me Brother Qin Yan so sweetly and obediently.
Song Yu stopped in his tracks and Le Zhishi bumped into his back.
Did he know or not? He couldn't figure it out.
"And then?" Song Yu didn't turn his head and spoke quickly. He didn't seem to be in a good mood.
"Huh? Nothing … nothing. " Seeing Song Yu walk forward again, Le Zhishi chased after him. "Can I go home with you tonight?"
Song Yu didn't answer directly and only spoke when he entered the classroom.
"Go back by yourself."
Le Zhishi pursed his lips in disappointment and followed him in.
In the exercise class, everyone was doing their own homework. Song Yu sat at the podium with his head down and did the competition questions.
At first, only one or two people dared to go up and ask questions. Later, everyone realized that Song Yu was really good. He could answer a question concisely and comprehensively with just a few glances. They could quickly follow his train of thought. More and more people went up. Of course, there was no lack of girls with ulterior motives.
"Why don't you go up?" Jiang Yufan nudged Le Zhishi with her elbow. "It's almost time to call out the number."
Le Zhishi didn't even raise his head and focused on his physics paper. "I can ask any time. I won't fight with everyone else."
"That's true." Jiang Yufan pondered over his words and actually felt a little bit of the Empress's magnanimity.
Le Zhishi really did what he said. He didn't have any intention of going up to the podium for the entire class. After finishing physics, he started to do the English cloze test. He was very serious and his head was so low that it almost touched the table.
After Song Yu finished explaining a question, he handed the book out and switched to another student. He raised his head and glanced down. His gaze fell back on this student. He saw that he was wearing a pair of glasses and looked very shy.
"The lenses are so thick." Song Yu said casually and looked down at the question. "What's the temperature?"
The male student who was "cared for" was a little flattered. He pushed up his glasses cautiously and said, "Uh … it's 600 degrees."
Song Yu had already drawn the auxiliary lines and wrote down the main formula on the draft paper, but he didn't plan to talk about it.
"Pay attention to your sitting posture." He returned the question to the boy.
She glanced at Le Zhishi again. Le Zhishi, who had just drooped her head, was now sitting upright. Her back was straighter than Back Jia.
The exercise class also ended quickly, but there were still a few students waiting to ask questions. Although Song Yu still had a cold face, he stayed a little longer.
The other students went home after school. Jiang Yufan also pulled Le Zhishi away. Le Zhishi used the excuse that something was missing to ask him to go back first. There were fewer and fewer people. After finishing the last question, Song Yu also left.
..........
Well, they weren't going home together anyway.
Le Zhishi looked at the students who stayed behind. He hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he still sat down to finish the remaining chemistry homework. Le Zhishi was very focused when he was doing his homework. When he encountered something he didn't know, he was completely absorbed in it.
"It looks like the weather is changing."
"Huh? I didn't bring an umbrella. "
"Let's close the windows first. Otherwise, the desks from Group 4 will be wet tomorrow morning."
Le Zhishi heard the discussion. He got up to help close the windows. As expected, it started to rain outside. The rain in this city never stopped. From the beginning, it was heavy and rapid. The bean-sized raindrops splashed against the glass.
Through the glass, Le Zhishi looked at the brightly lit third floor. He returned to his seat and continued to do his homework. The students who had umbrellas and those who didn't were ready to leave. A female student wanted to lend her umbrella to Le Zhishi, but he didn't want her to run back to the dormitory in the rain, so he refused.
He kept thinking that the rain would stop, but it didn't. Instead, the rain got heavier.
The sound of the rain was so dense that it almost drowned out the bell. The third year rocket class had a tradition of staying in class. Some students even stayed in class until 11 pm.
Qin Yan twirled his pen, "There are so many questions that I can't finish. Hey, Song Yu, help me with this question … "He turned his head and saw that Song Yu had already packed his bag and was ready to leave," Wait, you're going back so early today. "
"Yeah, it's raining."
Qin Yan was confused, "Is it rare for it to rain here?"
Song Yu didn't answer. He looked at the door and outside the window. All he could see were white shirts. Qin Yan saw that Song Yu didn't look too good. He wanted to ask him what was wrong, but Song Yu just left.
The lights in the connecting corridor were still on. It led to the middle school building across the street, which was completely dark.
Song Yu walked down the stairs silently in the crowd of third-year students. The numbers on the staircase went from 5 to 4, and then to 3. His footsteps became slower and slower, and the shoulders of the people behind him squeezed over, pushing past him to move forward.
Le Zhishi straightened his legs. The noise of the rain numbed his perception of his surroundings. It was like a layer of enchantment had surrounded him. His brown hair was soft under the light. It was the softest part of the dark rainy night.
He touched the edge of the yogurt box and carefully tore off a piece of the lid. It was covered with a piece of yogurt. After staring at it for a few seconds, Le Zhishi tentatively licked it.
The yogurt on the lid was the most delicious.
A faint cheese aroma spread in his mouth. It was very sweet. Le Zhishi inserted the straw and took a big sip. The pleasure surged up with the secretion of dopamine. It also made him want to confirm if the third year (5) class had self-study at night. When he looked up, Song Yu was standing in front of him with an umbrella in his hand.
Le Zhishi was stunned. There was still some yogurt on his lips. He looked very silly.
Song Yu stood still. His eyes were a little cold, "What are you doing here?"
Le Zhishi held the yogurt box. He didn't know how to answer. He couldn't say that he would stay here for a while every night.
"I'm waiting for the rain to stop so I can memorize the vocabulary." He slowly retracted his long legs. In order to avoid stepping on his trousers in the rain, he had already rolled up his trousers in advance. His slender white calves were exposed.
Song Yu raised his eyebrows, "What if it doesn't stop?"
Le Zhishi looked at the transparent rain line by the long corridor eaves and muttered to himself, "It will stop."
He stood up and shook the backpack behind him. He turned from a guest to the host without confidence. "Then why are you here?"
Didn't you say that you weren't going home with me?
"I left my pen in your classroom." Song Yu's expression didn't change.
Le Zhishi believed him and quickly looked back. "Then … shall we go back and get it?"
"No need. The rain is so heavy." Song Yu turned around. "Let's go home first."
"Okay." Le Zhishi quickened his pace and walked side by side with Song Yu. "I'll send it to you when I find it tomorrow, okay?"
"No need."
"No need. I'll definitely find it for you. I'll go look for it tomorrow morning."
"I said no need, so I won't."
Le Zhishi nodded and didn't say anything else. They went downstairs. The rain was indeed getting heavier and they couldn't ride their bicycles. Song Yu held the umbrella and they stood by the roadside waiting for a taxi.
It was the hardest to wait for a taxi on a rainy day. Either the taxi wouldn't come, or a few would come at once. Their situation was obviously the former. Le Zhishi was a little hungry even though he had just drunk some yogurt.
Speaking of yogurt …
"Oh, by the way, can you help me say thank you to Brother Qin Yan?"
Song Yu didn't say anything. There seemed to be a small piece of dry skin on his lower lip. He licked it and felt very uncomfortable.
"The yogurt he bought is really delicious. The cheese taste is so strong."
Song Yu still didn't say anything.
Le Zhishi added in a low voice, "But it's a little too little."
The competent umbrella holding sculpture finally reacted. He turned around and glanced at them. Then he said lightly, "Follow me."
As if he was afraid that his words wouldn't work, he reached out and grabbed Le Zhishi's arm. The umbrella was very small and it wasn't enough for two people. Song Yu half-held him and walked in another direction. After making sure that the sculpture followed, he lowered his arm.
"Aren't you going home?"
"I'm hungry. Let's eat something before we go back."
"I'm a little hungry too." Le Zhishi was a little happy that they found something in common. "That food wasn't good. I only ate a few mouthfuls."
As they spoke, they had already arrived at the Granny Braised Food Stall at the school gate.
This was the most famous shop near the school. It was very small and there was no place to sit. They could only buy and eat, so the entrance was often surrounded by a circle of people. Granny Braised Food Stall was a traditional snack in this city. There were kelp, lotus root slices, dried straw raincoat, quail eggs, beef tendons, duck intestines … All kinds of ingredients were skewered with thin bamboo sticks and stuffed into a large pot. The secret braised soup was spicy and fresh. It soaked the ingredients and slowly simmered until they were soft and tender.
Through the glass, Le Zhishi swallowed his saliva. Granny Braised Food Stall looked kind. "Let's have supper. There's not much left."
Song Yu held an umbrella. "I'll take two portions of dried straw raincoat and kelp. I'll take one skewer of the remaining ingredients."
Granny Braised Food Stall deftly took out a paper bowl and scooped a spoonful of soup for Song Yu. She then stuffed two pairs of chopsticks and toilet paper into the bowl. "It's raining so heavily. Go home early after eating."
"Thank you."
Most of the students in the high school had left. The crowd gradually thinned out from the dense crowd. All kinds of umbrellas overlapped outside the school gate, dyeing the dark rainy night sky.
The heavy rain collided with the regular routine of life. The teenagers running in the rain, their school uniform skirts soaked, and their shy souls squeezed under the same umbrella were woven into a fine net by the rain that ran through the sky.
Song Yu and Le Zhishi were not spared. They hid side by side under the eaves, even their shadows were wet.
Le Zhishi was so engrossed in eating that he forgot himself. He would always eat his favorite dried straw raincoat first. Thinking about it carefully, the name was very suitable for the occasion. Dried white tofu was cut into straw raincoat and deep-fried with a flower knife. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Then it was stewed in old brine. The small gaps were filled with soup, and one bite was very satisfying.
"It's delicious." Le Zhishi was so hot that he opened his mouth to breathe. After chewing, he couldn't wait to stuff a mouthful of kelp into his mouth. The thick kelp was tasty and soft after being cooked for a long time. It was even more delicious than meat.
Song Yu only ate one skewer of thick buns and didn't pick up his chopsticks again. The simple-minded Le Zhishi didn't find it strange. He ate energetically until there was only one skewer of ham left. He realized that he had eaten all of it.
"This is for you." He raised the ham to Song Yu's mouth, but Song Yu leaned his head back to avoid his feeding.
"I'm full."
"Okay then." Le Zhishi finished the last of the ham in one gulp. After eating, his luck became better. When he threw the paper box, he happened to catch an empty car.
The radio was on in the car. The sound wasn't loud, and the female anchor's voice was very gentle. After Song Yu got in, he touched his left shoulder. His hand was full of water. He found the tissue that his mother-in-law had passed to him and wiped it twice.
He heard Le Zhishi say, "Actually, today is my first time broadcasting."
He was picking up the unfinished words from the bathroom. Song Yu was probably the only one who could understand such a jump in thought.
"I know."
Hearing this, Le Zhishi turned to look at him. "What?"
How did he know? He didn't even mention it.
Could it be Aunt Rong? Or was it Senior Qin Yan?
Song Yu replied casually, "I heard."
Le Zhishi was so excited that he leaned on his shoulder like a puppy that was about to pounce. "Really? You heard my voice? "
The driver glanced at him through the rearview mirror. Song Yu pressed Le Zhishi's head, which wasn't very calm, and let him sit properly.
The more Le Zhishi thought about it, the happier he was. He always thought that his brother didn't know, but it turned out that he had heard and recognized his voice.
When he was in a good mood, even the song in the car was particularly pleasant.
Song Yu turned his head. The raindrops hit the car window, and the neon lights of the entire city were melted by the rain into a blurry and dreamy state. The lyrics mixed with the sound of the rain drifted into his ears and rippled.
[The most beautiful thing is not the rainy day, but the eaves that once sheltered you from the rain.]
"What song is this?" Le Zhishi whispered to Song Yu.
He didn't get a response for a long time. He tugged at Song Yu's sleeve and called out softly with a questioning tone.
"I don't know." Song Yu thought of the song's title and decided to lie at the last minute.
Song Yu stopped in his tracks, and Le Zhishi bumped into his back.
Did he know or not? He couldn't figure it out.
"And then?" Song Yu didn't turn his head and spoke quickly. He didn't seem to be in a good mood.
"Ah? No … no then. " Seeing Song Yu walk forward again, Le Zhishi chased after him. "Can I go home with you tonight?"
Song Yu didn't answer directly. He only spoke before entering the classroom.
"Go back by yourself."
Le Zhishi pursed his lips in disappointment and followed him in.
In the exercise class, everyone was doing their own homework. Song Yu sat at the podium with his head down and did the competition questions.
At first, only one or two people dared to go up and ask questions. Later, everyone realized that Song Yu was really good. He could answer a question concisely and comprehensively with just a few glances. They quickly caught up with his train of thought. As a result, more and more people went up. Of course, there was no lack of girls with ulterior motives.
"Why don't you go up?" Jiang Yufan nudged Le Zhishi with his elbow. "It's almost time to call out the number."
Le Zhishi didn't even look up. He focused on his physics paper. "I can ask any time. I won't fight with everyone else."
"That's true." Jiang Yufan pondered over his words. He actually sensed the generosity of the empress.
Le Zhishi really did what he said. He didn't have the slightest intention of going up to the podium for the entire class. After finishing physics, he started to do the English cloze test. He was very serious. His head was so low that it almost touched the table.
After Song Yu finished explaining a question, he handed the book out and switched to another student. He raised his head and glanced down. His gaze fell back on this student. He saw that he was wearing a pair of glasses and looked very shy.
"The lenses are so thick." Song Yu said casually. He looked down at the question. "How many degrees?"
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