Little cutie, you haven't subscribed enough to this article yet. You can read the latest content if you make up for it. Upon hearing this, Le Zhishi suddenly felt a lump in his throat, as if someone had pinched him. The tears that he had been holding back for a long time couldn't help but flow out.
First, he stubbornly wiped away his tears with one hand, then the other. In the end, he couldn't wipe them clean with both hands. More and more tears flowed out. He simply turned around and pushed Song Yu so that his back was facing him. Then, he pressed his forehead against it and cried. His shoulders trembled slightly. When 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, as if his patience had run out, he turned around and took off Le Zhishi's blindfold. Then, he 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're the one who 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 away his snot. He sobbed and hiccuped as he asked intermittently, "Won't the clothes get dirty?"
You really like to ask questions.
Song Yu said in a low voice, "If they get dirty, you can wash them."
This time, Le Zhishi cried without restraint, 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 unfamiliar to the two teenagers, but when they were young, they often hugged each other like this. To the 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 well-behaved. Just like how adults described him, he was 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 to their heart's content, as if their troubles were not worthy of being called troubles, not worth mentioning, insignificant, as if saying them out loud was a forced expression of worry. 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 responded. He clapped his hands lightly and asked, "Do you feel wronged?"
They understood each other without any barriers. Le Zhishi understood quickly and gave an answer. "I don't feel particularly wronged. What he said is the truth. Maybe he can't figure out why he was hit by me." At this point, Le Zhishi's tears turned into laughter. "But bullying classmates deserves a beating. 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?"
"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.
It was just that most beautiful things were fragile.
"They're very good people." Song Yu patted Le Zhishi's thin back. "Your mother is very beautiful. The macaroni she makes is very 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 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. 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 rub 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 rang, 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 in a daze. Then, he rolled half a circle with the blanket and wrapped himself up. Then, he rolled back and untied himself.
So comfortable.
There were two knocks on the door. Le Zhishi raised his head 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 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 stood me up 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. "Oh my, let me see our Le Zhishi's glorious battle record. It's so 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 period. 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 period.
"Really?" Le Zhishi was so pleased with himself that 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. 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 the evening self-study period. Although more than five people ran over to him and felt sorry for his face.
After the evening self-study period, 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 tell that Le Zhishi's tone was quite obvious. It was like the "Ang" that some people liked to use on the internet. Now, Le Zhishi's tone 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 over together from the long corridor."
I see.
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, 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 wide eyes, the girl asked again, "What about you?"
Lin Rong quickly came out. "Aren't you going to eat more? Or are you going to have a big lunch? " She saw Le Zhishi put on a black hooded jacket and a mask. "Baby, are you going to celebrate someone's birthday or to cause trouble?"
"I'm not going to talk about it. I'm running out of time." Le Zhishi put on his clothes and left quickly.
Breakfast culture was deeply ingrained in the bones. The busiest time in this city was early in the morning. No matter which street it was, breakfast shops of all sizes could be seen everywhere. There was an endless stream of customers who loved breakfast.
Small shops didn't have much space, so naturally, there weren't many rules. Everyone casually stood by the street with a bowl of noodles and chatted while eating. Those who were in a hurry to go to work or school could even hold a bowl of hot dry noodles or tofu skin and eat while walking. They could finish before they got on the bus or the subway. This was a special survival skill.
After passing through the entire smoke-filled street, Le Zhishi finally saw Song Yu at the traffic light at the intersection.
Probably for the speech, he wore a more formal black shirt tucked into his trousers. His sleeves were half rolled up to his forearms, showing off his long legs and narrow waist. He was particularly conspicuous in the crowd.
Le Zhishi didn't want to celebrate his classmate's birthday. Knowing that Song Yu was going to give a speech, he was even less likely to go. However, Song Yu rejected his parents who wanted to accompany him, so it was even less likely for him to go.
Therefore, Le Zhishi could only secretly follow him. There should be a lot of people at the venue anyway. He wouldn't be able to find him if he hid inside.
The light turned green. The two maintained a distance of ten meters and entered the subway station one after the other. He was worried that Song Yu would call for a taxi. Fortunately, it was public transportation. Otherwise, he would have to tell his driver to follow the car in front of him like a stalker in a movie.
At the last moment, he squeezed into the next carriage. Le Zhishi hid behind an old man and peeked at Song Yu. The old man followed his line of sight and looked forward, then turned back to look at him suspiciously.
Le Zhishi pulled his hood and moved half a step. His cover changed from the old man to an office worker using his phone.
The interior of the Line 2 carriage was decorated in girly pink. Even the pillars were pink. Song Yu, who was dressed in black, gave off a very strange feeling of incongruity as he stood inside. It was as if he had a natural barrier that isolated him from everything. Le Zhishi was so focused on looking that he didn't realize that he was also standing inside in black.
They were like two abrupt black dots in a pink bubble.
The bubble burst, and the two black dots squeezed out. The older one was in front, and the younger one hid behind the crowd. They got off at a subway station with many exits and many people. When Le Zhishi went up the stairs, there was a young mother in front of him. She was carrying a large backpack, an oversized suitcase in one hand, and a three or four-year-old child in the other. She stopped several times because she couldn't walk.
"Sigh … Excuse me." A white-collar worker who was in a hurry to get to work complained. He bypassed the mother and squeezed to the front.
"I'm sorry." The young woman tightened her grip on the child and stepped aside. "You guys go ahead."
Le Zhishi was originally very far behind. He also followed the people in front of him who were in a hurry to leave. But in the end, he stopped in front of the young mother. "Let me help you." He helped to lift the box and walked beside her. The young mother kept thanking him. The child was very cute too. He looked up at him and thanked him.
The stairs were very long. When they reached the top, Le Zhishi put down the suitcase. When he looked forward again, Song Yu was nowhere to be seen.
Sh * t, he forgot about the stalking.
Le Zhishi stretched his neck to look around, but he couldn't find Song Yu's figure no matter how hard he tried. He tried to walk forward a little more. After circling around and around, Le Zhishi came to a chain milk tea shop near the exit. There was a lost and found counter next to it, but there was no lost item or staff.
He still lost him.
There was no chance of watching the speech.
Le Zhishi tried hard to do some thinking in his mind, trying not to be too disappointed. Desserts would make him feel better, so he decided to buy a cup of milk tea and go home. He would treat this trip as an early morning walk.
"Hello, what would you like to drink?"
"Hmm …" Le Zhishi looked down at the menu. "Five sweet milk green with rare coconut."
After ordering, he subconsciously reached into his trouser pocket, but it was empty.
He seemed to have left his phone on the sofa.
Seeing that the staff was starting to get busy, Le Zhishi frantically searched his body, hoping that he might have accidentally left his money behind when he wore this outfit last time.
But he couldn't find anything. He wished that a big hand would appear behind him and shake him. It would be great if it could shake him out.
The staff pushed the milk tea over with both hands. "Hello, here is your milk tea."
"Ah, thank you." Le Zhishi didn't know whether to extend his hand or not. It froze in mid-air.
The staff smiled. "Would you like to pay by cash, Alipay, or WeChat?"
Le Zhishi's ears turned red. He looked like he was thinking seriously, but in fact, his mind was full of the possibility of going back to get the money and then returning it. "Hmm …"
"WeChat."
A familiar voice came from behind him.
He turned around abruptly and saw Song Yu scanning the QR code on his phone with a cold face. After scanning, he took the milk tea away, put it to his mouth with a straw, and took a big sip. He turned around and walked away as if Le Zhishi didn't exist at all.
"Hey …" Le Zhishi turned around and followed him. "My milk tea …"
Song Yu frowned and stopped in his tracks. He looked at the cup of milk tea and seemed a little disgusted. "It's so sweet."
How could it be sweet if it was five parts sweet? Le Zhishi didn't say anything. Song Yu reached out and handed him the milk tea. Le Zhishi immediately took it with both hands and followed him closely. "Why are you here?"
Song Yu pointed at the counter next to the milk tea shop behind him. "Lost and found."
Le Zhishi looked back and quickly turned around. He saw Song Yu raising his eyebrows. "Why are you following me?"
"I …" Le Zhishi was stumped, but he couldn't hide it. "I just wanted to take a look. I didn't want to disturb you. I will go home after I'm done. You didn't let Uncle and Auntie come, and you definitely didn't let me come. So, I was forced to follow you secretly. "His voice became softer." And you didn't tell me. "
The two of them walked out of the station side by side. The light shone on them, and it was very bright. Song Yu narrowed his eyes. "Tell you what?"
"About you participating in the City's Three Good Candidates campaign speech." Le Zhishi took a sip of milk tea. "I almost didn't know about it."
Song Yu said indifferently, "The people who have an appointment are not on my list."
Le Zhishi felt that Song Yu was implying something, but his first reaction was to deny it. "I didn't make an appointment!" He was a little angry and rushed forward. "I didn't agree to go. Song Yu gege, you misunderstand me every time. The last time at the school hospital, it was also … "
A bicycle quickly rode past the side of the road. Song Yu quickly grabbed the man's arm and pulled him to his side. Only then was he able to avoid the danger.
"I know." Song Yu let go of Dong Xuebing's arm. "Watch the road, little social butterfly."
Dong Xuebing was mocking him. It must be.
Just when Le Zhishi was about to explode, he heard Song Yu say again.
"Remember to bring your mobile phone the next time you follow someone secretly."
Song Yu looked at the traffic lights and stepped forward when the lights changed. "I won't look for you if you get lost again."
Le Zhishi couldn't hold back his anger when he heard the word 'again'.
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