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This time was different. He wasn't waiting without permission.
Le Zhishi looked up and saw the girl chatting on her phone. She was smiling sweetly. She was probably chatting with her boyfriend. He wanted to bite the end of his pen but stopped himself when he thought of Song Yu's face.
It seemed that … he was still a little different from them.
After finishing the last question, the bell rang. Fearing that Song Yu would be waiting, Le Zhishi packed his bag and came out as fast as he could. However, the next door seemed to be delayed again, and there was no one at the door. Le Zhishi stood at the back door of Grade 12 (5) and saw Song Yu reading a book with a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was slightly nearsighted and didn't need glasses. He only wore them when he needed to use them for a long time.
Le Zhishi liked the way he squinted his eyes and frowned when he wasn't wearing glasses. He didn't know why, but he liked it.
The students in the back row seemed to have noticed a middle school student. They whispered to each other and turned around. At first, Le Zhishi didn't think anything was wrong until he heard someone whisper, "Isn't that Song Yu's brother?" He felt like he was pricked and 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. "This is Peiya's place. I'm Peiya's student. It's reasonable for me to stand here."
Le Zhishi thought for a moment. "That's true." He stood next to the girl. In less than two seconds, he took a step to the right and put some distance between them.
When the class was finally over, 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 unhurriedly tidying up. A few female seniors came out with their hands linked and surrounded Le Zhishi.
"You must be the little brother of Song Yu's family."
"A mixed-blood? She's so cute. "
"Are these eyelashes real?"
Le Zhishi was used to being stared at, so he didn't think much of it. Instead, he answered their questions one by one. "Yes, yes, these are real eyelashes."
There was a huge crowd outside the window. Qin Yan was watching intently from the inside. He began to tease Song Yu again. "Your younger brother's popularity is really not any worse than yours. He's popular with both seniors and juniors."
Song Yu didn't say anything. He picked up his bag and walked out. When Le Zhishi saw him coming out of the window, he immediately stretched out his arms and waved. His eyes lit up as he squeezed out between the two of them. "Excuse me, senior. I have to go home."
Unknowingly, it was already late autumn. The cold wind was like a little monster that was close to humans. It drilled straight into their necks and ankles. It was impossible to avoid it. When he went downstairs, Le Zhishi noticed that the girl from the next class was walking down the stairs side by side with a third-year senior who wasn't very tall. They leaned against each other in the crowded and dim staircase. They even secretly held hands, but quickly let go.
After leaving the school building, he glanced at Song Yu beside him again. He wanted to say something. It was very strange, but he couldn't think of anything to say. In the end, he just asked, "Are my eyes still very ugly?"
Song Yu stared at him and remained silent. He was stared at so much that he covered his right eye. Then, he heard Song Yu chuckle.
It was very strange.
There were a lot of people at the school. They separated from the bicycle parking lot at the school gate to look for their own cars. Le Zhishi took out his keys to open the door. However, he found that something was wrong. Song Yu walked over while holding the bicycle. He didn't look surprised at all when he saw him squatting there and fiddling with it. "Broken?"
"The tire is punctured." Le Zhishi squatted on the ground and poked at the flat tire a few times with his fingers. He looked up at Song Yu. "Although it's a very dark guess, I have a reasonable suspicion that it was Wang Jie and the others who did it."
It was something that was obvious. What was there to be suspicious about? Song Yu got on the bicycle. "Get on."
"What about my car?" Although he asked this, Le Zhishi had already locked his bicycle.
"We'll talk about it during the day."
Le Zhishi sat on the back seat obediently and offered to help Song Yu carry his bag. He didn't expect that the other party's bag would be heavier than expected. It was heavy enough to break a big rock with his legs. Maybe in a while, his legs would be completely numb. He would fall into Song Yu's arms when he tried to walk. Then, Song Yu would carry him on his back just like when he was young.
Riding a bicycle out of the school, Le Zhishi, who is imagining the plot, hides behind Song Yu and laughs.
All kinds of snack stalls were set up in front of the school gate. It was almost like a small night market. The stoves were set up to warm up the wet and cold autumn night. The big brother of the fried rice stall had a cigarette in his mouth. He tossed the handle of the pot back and forth. The fried rice flew up and fell back down. The aroma went straight into people's noses. The duck neck was cooked in the stew. It was then skewered and rolled over an open flame. It was brushed with chili oil and sprinkled with spices. The spirit was there. In the clay pot, there was a stew of three delicacies and vermicelli. When the lid was lifted, the fresh aroma filled the air.
Sitting in the back seat, Le Zhishi thought of something. He turned his head and asked, "Brother Song Yu, have you finished today's fried chestnuts?"
Song Yu casually grunted in acknowledgment.
"Actually, if you can't finish them, you can give them to Brother Qin Yan." Hearing the sound of knocking on the board, Le Zhishi glanced at a new target. He said while walking, "He often gives me snacks to eat."
Song Yu didn't respond.
Le Zhishi found something. "Top cake!" He excitedly patted Song Yu's back a few times and asked him to stop the bike.
Song Yu pressed the brake and stopped in front of a very simple stall according to his request. On top of a square big steamer, there was an exquisite wooden device made of two parts. The bottom part was an ordinary cylinder, and on top of it was a wooden lid with a hollow long handle that was shaped like a lotus. The old stall owner greeted them warmly, "Are you here to eat steamed cakes? Two for three yuan. It's pretty sweet. "
Le Zhishi nodded, "I want two. Can I put more brown sugar? "
"Of course, why not?" The old man quickly scooped out a large spoonful of pastry powder mixed with glutinous rice flour, rice flour, and sugar powder from the box. He spread it into the cylinder as a base, then sprinkled a thick layer of brown sugar. He stacked two layers like this, closed the lid, and put it on top of the steamer to steam.
While waiting, Le Zhishi heard Song Yu say, "You were almost burned the first time you ate this."
"Really?" He turned his head. He had no impression of it at all. "I don't even remember."
"What do you remember?" Song Yu looked down at the mold. The warm yellow lights of the night market and the steaming steam made his silhouette look particularly soft. "At that time, Dad was holding you. You said that this toy was fun. You reached out to touch it, but you were burned by the steam and cried."
He seemed to have some recollection. "Then what were you doing at that time?"
While they were talking, the cake was steamed. The old man opened the wooden pot and poked the cylinder with the long handle. The hot top cake couldn't stand it anymore. It popped out and was put into the bag.
"Me?" Song Yu took the cake. "I'm laughing at you."
Le Zhishi was annoyed. He said in a serious tone, "If you were the one crying because of the heat, I wouldn't laugh at you."
Song Yu passed the cake to him. "You will cry." After that, he walked towards the bicycle.
"I won't cry now." Le Zhishi followed behind him. He thought of what happened at noon and patched himself up. "… Unless you want to tease me."
"I don't have such a hobby."
Then there must be a reason why he always cried when he was young.
Anyway, he blamed Song Yu in his heart.
The cake in the bag was hot, and Le Zhishi wanted to eat it while it was hot. He opened the bag and saw that the brown sugar was really thick. It was heart-shaped. When he took a bite, it was so hot that he almost spat it out. But he couldn't resist the temptation. He quickly chewed a few times. It was soft and sticky, and the brown sugar inside was half-melted. It had a kind of simple and thick sweetness. In Le Zhishi's heart, the melted sugar was like the dew on a lotus leaf. When he was young, he thought that the small piece of transparent and beautiful dew must be sweet. The brown sugar could be compared to the sticky layer on a roasted sweet potato. It tasted twice as good when eaten in cold weather.
Song Yu saw that he couldn't catch up for a long time. He turned around and saw him standing there with his head raised and mouth open. White steam was coming out of his mouth. He looked like a happy human humidifier.
"Is it good?"
Le Zhishi nodded and ran over. He stuffed another cake into Song Yu's hand and said vaguely, "You should eat it too."
Song Yu took a bite and found it too sweet. He threw it to Le Zhishi and rode home with him.
"Can I still study in your activity room tomorrow?"
"Go if you want."
"Will the teacher come and check?" Le Zhishi remembered and grabbed Song Yu's clothes. "There's a girl in the next class. She's the girlfriend of a boy in your class. She's in a relationship."
"They won't be able to catch you."
"That's true." But he was still a little scared. "Can I say that I'm your brother? If someone asks, I'll tell them. "
Song Yu didn't reply. When they were about to enter the neighborhood, he made a sound of acknowledgment. The two went upstairs together. Lin Rong and Song Jin hadn't returned yet. Le Zhishi changed his shoes and collapsed on the sofa. He grabbed the cat and put it on his lap. He flipped open its belly and rubbed it until it closed its eyes. "Tangerine, are you sleepy?"
Tangerine in his arms made a comfortable sound. Le Zhishi continued rubbing it. "I ate too much. I'm so full that I'm not sleepy anymore. Song Yu -gege, can I watch two episodes of One Piece before I go to sleep? "
Song Yu picked up the little Pomeranian who was scratching its legs crazily and carried it to the second floor. "Wake up 15 minutes earlier tomorrow. I'll take you to school."
Le Zhishi got up and didn't care about the cat. "Then I'll take a shower and go to bed now."
Meow!
The abandoned cat stretched out its paw and scratched Le Zhishi's back to show its authority.
When he returned to school in the afternoon, the girls in his class surrounded him and attacked him curiously. Le Zhishi also had a headache. He could only beat around the bush. He didn't directly say that he lost his parents. He only said that his parents had a good relationship and the two families were close, so they stayed at his house temporarily. This wasn't a lie.
In fact, he didn't think that losing his parents was a shameful thing. But once he said it, everyone 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 others' eyes.
In addition to their curiosity about his family, Le Zhishi didn't expect that a bigger trouble would appear — Song Yu's suitors.
There were two teaching buildings in Peiya's high school department and junior high school department. There was an air corridor between the two buildings, connecting the third floor of the two buildings. This was the only connection. Coincidentally, the two classes where Song Yu and Le Zhishi were in happened to be in these two buildings. In this way, it became 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 the country — plus Le Zhishi's Q · Q to get information from him. To put it nicely, they were asking for help. Some even went directly to Le Zhishi's class to block him. Most of them were seniors. Le Zhishi didn't know how to deal with them.
The evening self-study session ended at 9: 30. Everyone was counting the seconds, waiting for the bell to ring, and ran out like a wisp of smoke. Le Zhishi wasn't in a hurry to leave. The evening self-study session in the high school department ended at 9: 50. He slowly finished the questions, slowly packed his bag, and dawdled until he was the last to leave in the class.
He was basically like this every day.
When he walked to the air corridor on the third floor, Le Zhishi hesitated again. He looked up at the lit classroom on the fifth floor of the opposite teaching 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).
The rocket class in the senior high school was really tough.
In the end, Le Zhishi rode home alone. Lin Rong simmered yam and pigeon soup, and the room was full of the fresh fragrance. As soon as the door opened, the little Pomeranian ran to Le Zhishi's feet. Le Zhishi picked her up, "Cotton Candy, 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 filled a bowl for Le Zhishi. She also cut a red heart dragon fruit and put it in a small bowl.
Le Zhishi sat on the carpet and took the soup bowl from Lin Rong's hands. He asked casually, "Where's Uncle?"
"He went abroad for business. He probably won't be back until next week." Lin Rong touched his head, "He said he'll 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 dragon fruit bowl 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 keys on the cabinet, changed his shoes, and came in. The cat in the house 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 behind Song Yu and complained to him that he had recently become a tool. "They all add me as Q · Q, and the first thing they say is, can you tell me Song Yu's Q · Q? What's the answer to the question he asked?"
"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? That's 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 looked down on. He frowned. "Of course I know."
"Our Le has grown up. He didn't even know what a sister-in-law was." Lin Rong couldn't help but laugh. "He even said 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. He couldn't understand the complicated relationship between relatives in China. Every time he heard the children in his class talk about uncle, aunt, 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 have to leave home after getting married."
This sentence left a huge shock in Le Zhishi's little heart.
He thought for a long time. If Big Brother 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 won't do!
Le Zhishi hugged Song Yu's arm and acted like a spoiled child. "Big 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. He 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!" He said as he walked out. He looked like a stiff little robot 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, there was a scream outside.
Song Yu paused for two seconds. He put down the bowl and went to the living room. He saw Le Zhishi holding Cotton Candy. "Why are you eating like this? Who told you to eat the dragon fruit secretly? Hmm? Do you want to dye your fur? "
Cotton Candy, who was supposed to be snow-white, had her mouth full of rose-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. He looked at the way he talked to himself and educated the puppy. It was like a child pretending to be an adult. His words were clear and logical. Every sentence was very familiar.
"You really don't let people have peace of mind." Le Zhishi threw down this last sentence. He had the attitude of an adult. 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. He bathed Cotton Candy and himself. In the end, he was exhausted. He lay on the bed, vibrating 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 acted on his own.
It 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 send a love letter to Song Yu. In the end, he was ignored by Song Yu for a week. He almost woke up in shock.
Mercilessly rejecting girls for 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 seniors and the fact that the two of them 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 brothers didn't get along.
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