During the winter break of their senior year, Le Zhishi and Song Yu received an offer from UCL after working hard for half a year to revise their IELTS and apply to schools. When the good news came, Lin Rong cried and laughed at the same time. She was happy that her two sons were working hard, but sad that they would be leaving her for a while to study abroad.
"Aunt Rong, if you miss us, buy a plane ticket and fly over to see us." Le Zhishi leaned his head on her shoulder and hugged her arm to comfort her.
"You're right." Lin Rong started to plan her trip to Europe, starting from the UK. "I'm going to close my shop for half a year and come back when I have enough fun with my friends."
Song Jin was used to not being included in Lin Rong's travel plans. He sighed with emotion for the school they finally settled on. He put his arm around Le Zhishi's shoulder and said, "So after going around in circles, we still went to the UK."
"My brother's supervisor recommended him to go to UCL for Earth Science. He has a lot of theses, so applying to CSC is definitely not a problem. The supervisor was very satisfied with him and even joked with him that 'our major is the one that saved the planet'."
Lin Rong couldn't help but complain, "The British have a sense of humor that's comparable to your brother's."
Song Yu looked indifferent. "Ms. Lin, you're born in a good way."
"Hahahahaha."
Time passed quickly, and the holiday passed in a flash. After school started, Le Zhishi was busy editing her graduation thesis. She was so busy that her feet never left the ground. The cherry blossom season had arrived and W University was crowded with people. Le Zhishi handed in his revised thesis and went home with Song Yu to rest for two days during the weekend, avoiding the crowds of people who came to admire the flowers.
Early in the morning on Saturday, Song Yu maintained his habit of working out early in the morning. He woke up at 6: 30 a.m. to wash up. However, when he saw Le Zhishi sleeping soundly under the blanket, he couldn't help but sit on the edge of the bed to look at him.
In her sleep, Le Zhishi felt the bed sink slightly. Her eyes were closed, and she subconsciously reached out her slender white arm to feel around. Finally, she grabbed the back of Song Yu's hand that was pressed against the bed. Then, she obediently moved over. The blanket on her body didn't roll over, and her pajamas even rubbed against it, revealing her flat and white belly. He leaned his head against Song Yu's hip bone and wrapped his arms around his waist.
This reminded Song Yu of the hamsters that Le Zhishi had squatted and looked at when they were young in the pet shop. They would squint their eyes like this when they slept, and their tiny claws would reach out and move.
Song Yu touched his arm and pushed his hair away from his forehead. His fingertips rubbed Le Zhishi's forehead open, then slid down to touch his cheeks and lower lip. Le Zhishi was a little ticklish, so he moved a little. Then, he felt Song Yu's hand pressing against his belly and holding his waist.
She had wanted to push his hand away, but in the next moment, Song Yu's kiss fell on the side of her neck. After a while, Le Zhishi's cheeks were hot. She opened her eyes in a daze and hugged Song Yu's neck.
"Are you leaving?" Le Zhishi was panting slightly, and his voice was very soft.
"Yes, with me?"
"I don't want to go." Le Zhishi was very lazy and didn't like to exercise.
"Then you sleep a little longer." Song Yu kissed his forehead. "Does your waist hurt?"
Le Zhishi was stunned by his question. After a while, he felt embarrassed and covered his head with the quilt.
Through the quilt, Song Yu heard him mumble that he was fine and that he was going to sleep. So, he touched Le Zhishi's head through the quilt and got up to leave.
Although he said that, Le Zhishi was no longer sleepy after being tormented by Song Yu. After a short while, he lifted the quilt and buttoned up his unbuttoned pajamas. He opened the glass door to the balcony to get some fresh air, then got up to wash up in the bathroom.
Lin Rong also got up very early. Le Zhishi put on a sweater and came down. He saw her putting breakfast on the dining table.
"Why is Le up so early?" She came out with a plate of San Xian tofu skin. "Come and eat. I just bought it. It's super popular. I waited in line for a long time. On the way back, I bumped into my brother. He went to eat near the gym. "
Le Zhishi helped her with the milk and eggnog. He glanced at the living room. "Where's Uncle?"
"He went to the company early in the morning. There's a contract signing in the morning." Lin Rong put the fruit plate in her hand on the table. Then, Le Zhishi sat at the opposite end of the table. "Let's eat."
The two of them ate while looking for a foreign sitcom on the iPad on the dining table. Although many families had a saying that they were not allowed to watch TV during meals, Lin Rong was an exception. Not only did she not forbid it, but she also led the way to watch it.
"I'm going to Yang and Qi Zhe after ten to prepare for the baby's full moon party tonight. You guys can go together tonight." Lin Rong stared at the screen and ate a piece of green apple. The party was being held by Lin Rong's best friend's niece. They were very close and had been preparing for it for a long time.
"Oh, by the way, Auntie will come to clean later." Lin Rong glanced at her phone. "She should be here soon."
Le Zhishi drank a mouthful of milk. Suddenly, he thought of the oil and condoms on the bedside table and almost coughed. "Um … I'll help my brother clean up his room."
Lin Rong's gaze moved to Le Zhishi's face. She smiled cutely and meaningfully. "How messy is it?"
Le Zhishi immediately waved his hand. "No, it's really not messy."
"Okay, then you can clean it up." Lin Rong knew that Le Zhishi could not resist teasing. She ate another piece of tofu skin and said vaguely, "Anyway, my brother doesn't like it when people touch his things. What about your room?"
"Auntie can keep it."
"That's true. Anyway, your room exists in name only." Lin Rong laughed.
Le Zhishi's ears were very red. "That's not it …"
"Why don't we just renovate it into a video room for you? You can watch anime or a walk-in closet for you and your brother. The two of you don't have a separate walk-in closet yet …"
"Huh?"
Just as he finished his suggestion, Lin Rong continued, "No, I still have to leave a bedroom for you. If the two of you quarrel, you can still leave him alone in his room. Actually, you can also sleep with me … "
Le Zhishi did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Are we going back to my mother's house?"
Lin Rong immediately clapped. "Very accurate."
After cleaning up the tableware, Le Zhishi quickly went upstairs to Song Yu's room. The early April breeze lifted the white curtains on the wall. Ever since Le Zhishi moved in, Song Yu had removed the heavy black curtains and returned the room to its original brightness and transparency.
He put away the things that could easily cause embarrassment into the cabinet and folded the quilt. He caught a glimpse of Song Yu's black silk pajamas on the light gray sheets. He had just changed out of it. Although the pajamas were very thin and soft, the buttons were extremely difficult to unbutton.
The April breeze was as soft as water. With it came the unknown fragrance of flowers that swayed together with the morning sun. Le Zhishi picked up the pajamas and tentatively raised his arm. The pajamas spread out in his palm like water. Le Zhishi lowered his head and buried his face in the pajamas.
Song Yu's unique scent filled his nostrils and his entire body. Le Zhishi's mind was filled with memories of his fingers lingering on his face, his kisses and hugs. He unconsciously sat on the bed that he had made without a single wrinkle. This was a big taboo and would ruin the masterpiece he had just completed. However, his thoughts were guided by the scent. The blood in his body seemed to flow in reverse. In the end, he even smelled the pajamas and lay on his stomach on the bed.
Le Zhishi could always ruin the neatness. Song Yu's neatness was his own neatness.
People always said that feelings after getting something always fell in an arc. However, Le Zhishi felt that his desire for Song Yu would always increase with each passing day. He suddenly had a strange imagination. He thought that he might have been a part of Song Yu's body in his previous life. That was why he was filled with a sense of belonging to him.
Suddenly, a stranger's voice came from outside the door, interrupting Le Zhishi's reverie. He heard Lin Rong greet the auntie. His thoughts cleared up for a moment and he remembered his original job in the bedroom.
The culprit's pajamas were mercilessly folded up and placed on the beige fabric sofa. Le Zhishi walked to his desk and closed his laptop. There were also various documents and writings spread out on it. He put his pen back into the pen holder. Song Yu's desk was once again clean. He picked up a National Geographic magazine and walked to the bookshelf to put it together with the other magazines.
After standing for a while, Le Zhishi suddenly noticed that there was a very thick book without a cover on the top shelf. It had a fruit green cover and no title on the side. Curious, Le Zhishi took it down. As soon as he opened the title page, he saw a line of handwriting. It was his own.
[Brother Song Yu, happy birthday to you!]
Looking at the title and the maturity of the handwriting, Le Zhishi could tell that it was written when he was in junior high school. When he saw the title of the book, "You Breathe the Sun, I Breathe the Moon (Selected Lyrical Poems by Akhmatova)," he could not help but marvel at his taste back then. He turned his head and thought about it. It seemed that he had only been attracted by the title and had not actually read the book. That was why he had bought it without hesitation.
Now that he thought about it, it was not a good idea to give Song Yu a love poem during his adolescence.
He flipped through the pages and stopped at a certain page. It turned out that there was a folded piece of draft paper inside. Le Zhishi first took the paper and his eyes stopped on the page where Song Yu had underlined a few lines.
[But I didn't take good care of my heart.
It was stolen from me.]
[I easily guessed the thief's identity.
I can recognize him just by looking at his eyes.
But I'm afraid that he will steal my heart.
He will return it to me too quickly.]
Different from the emotional words, Song Yu's black line was straight and standard. It was very much like him, and such words did not sound like something he would say. But he had underlined it. It was very contradictory.
Reading these few lines silently, Le Zhishi's heart raced. It was as if he could hear the "sound of a dragonfly flapping its wings" in his chest. He lost his grip on the folded paper and it fell to the floor. Le Zhishi closed the book, picked up the paper that had been folded into a square, and opened it.
There were no words on the paper, nor were there any formulas. Instead, they were simple drawings that did not fit Song Yu's style. Many of them were pictures of cheese blocks. The only thing that suited Song Yu was that he had distributed the pictures neatly. They were drawn one after another. At first, the shapes were a bit stiff and not very cute, but later on, they started to become more rounded.
Le Zhishi stared at it and frowned slightly. He felt that it was very familiar. A few seconds later, he thought of the sketch book that Song Yu had given him when he graduated from high school. It was also engraved with this cheese block.
He was a little confused. Why did Song Yu repeatedly copy this brand's logo? Was it just because it looked good?
There was a knock on the bedroom door. Le Zhishi turned around and heard Lin Rong say, "Le, come down and help me change the sofa cover."
"Okay." Le Zhishi put the paper back into the book and put everything back in place. He went downstairs to help Lin Rong. Just as he finished changing, he picked up the old sofa cover and was about to go to the laundry room when he heard the door open. He looked at the entrance and saw Song Yu wearing a black hoodie and a navy blue baseball cap.
"You're back." Lin Rong stood up. "Did you bring me yogurt?"
Song Yu nodded and put the bag on the coffee table. He asked Le Zhishi, "Have you slept enough?"
"I didn't sleep." Le Zhishi was a little dissatisfied that he had been misunderstood after doing so much work in the morning. He picked up the sofa cover and was about to go to the laundry room when Song Yu went to the door of the laundry room and blocked him. The laundry room was connected to the living balcony. The door was very big. When Le Zhishi went left, Song Yu also went left to block him. When Le Zhishi went right, Song Yu also went right.
"Song Yu, you're so childish." Le Zhishi looked up at him. "You weren't even this childish in high school."
Lin Rong clarified from the sofa, "Wrong. He hasn't been childish since he was born."
Song Yu smiled. He liked the look on Le Zhishi's face when he was teased, so he pinched his chin and kissed his lips.
This action startled Le Zhishi. Afraid that Lin Rong would see it, he pushed Song Yu away, but Song Yu grabbed his waist. "I gave you a chance, but you didn't even sleep a little longer." His body was a little hot. It was the body temperature after exercise.
"I can't sleep," Le Zhishi answered.
"Why?"
"Well …" Le Zhishi pursed his lips and said frankly, "You did it. Why are you asking me?"
After hearing the answer he wanted, Song Yu finally let Le Zhishi go. He nodded with self-affirmation. "It's my fault." After Le Zhishi stuffed the sofa cover into the washing machine with red ears, he thoughtfully set the time for him and turned on the switch.
Lin Rong walked over with the rest of the pillow cover. She clicked her tongue, which made Le Zhishi's ears even redder.
She stood up and told her son to move aside. Then she said, "Song Yu, do you know that you're getting more and more indecent?"
"You're a good son," Song Yu retorted.
Lin Rong shook her head repeatedly, trying to pull Le Zhishi into her camp. "Le, ignore him. Come, follow me to Yanghe and Qi Zhe."
Unexpectedly, Song Yu said, "I'm taking him out for lunch today. I have an appointment with a friend."
"Huh?" Le Zhishi was clueless. "When did you meet? With who? "
"In the morning." Song Yu leaned against the washing machine and reached out to take off the hair tie at the back of Le Zhishi's head. The small hair tie loosened and her hair was slightly curled. "You should be very happy to see them."
"Okay." Lin Rong felt that it was a pleasant surprise. She shrugged and said, "Remember to go to Yanghe and Qi Zhe for the one-month-old celebration tonight."
After changing his clothes, Le Zhishi followed Song Yu out. He didn't know the destination or who he was meeting. What was even stranger was that Song Yu didn't drive.
"Is the place close to the restaurant?"
"Not close," Song Yu said, holding Le Zhishi's hand as they walked past a traffic light intersection and headed to the subway station. They took the pink subway line 2 with the crowd. There were a lot of people. Le Zhishi and Song Yu stood at the door, very close to each other.
"I've photographed you here before," Song Yu suddenly said.
Le Zhishi's eyes widened slightly, revealing a surprised expression. "When?"
"The time you followed me." Song Yu stared at his face as if thinking that he must have forgotten that trivial matter. But for Song Yu, that day made him happy for a long time, whether it was the stupid thief who followed him, the word "family" he blurted out at the registration desk, or the way he fell asleep on his shoulder.
Le Zhishi remembered, and he was very smart to guess the location of the meal. "You want to take me to the Japanese restaurant?"
"Could it be …"
After approaching the restaurant, Le Zhishi confirmed all his conjectures, including Song Yu's friend who would be happy to see him.
"You're finally here!" Xia Zhixu, who was sitting near the floor-to-ceiling window, stretched out his arm and waved at them. There was a sunny smile on his face that was almost no different from before. "Come on."
Le Zhishi was a little surprised, and even more so when he saw Xu Qichen turn around and smile at him. "Senior Qichen …"
Song Yu put his arm around him and sat across from Xia Zhixu and Xu Qichen. "Have you ordered?"
"Yes." Xia Zhixu smiled, revealing his canine teeth. "It's the same as before. How is it? My memory is good, right?"
After hearing this, the first to laugh was Xu Qichen. He liked it very much. Seeing the smile on his calm face, Le Zhishi felt a sense of relief for no reason. He really hoped that the past could really stay in the past and that Xu Qichen would not be trapped in the words of those people.
"I ordered an extra ice cream for you." Xu Qichen handed Le Zhishi a cup of tea.
"Thank you, Senior." Le Zhishi's gaze fell from Xu Qichen to Xia Zhixu. He blinked and said very directly, "So, Senior, you two are together, right?"
Xia Zhixu was drinking a mouthful of tea, but when he heard Le Zhishi's words, he choked and coughed. He patted his chest.
Song Yu said indifferently, "Are you a high school student?"
The tips of Xu Qichen's ears turned red. He glanced at Xia Zhixu and was amused.
"How did you know?" Xia Zhixu raised his chin at Le Zhishi. "Did Song Yu tell you?"
"No." Le Zhishi supported his chin with his hand. "I guessed it. I had this feeling before, but it wasn't very clear at the time. Later, when I thought about it, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that you two liked each other."
"You're really good …" Xia Zhixu shook his head.
Song Yu picked up a piece of sushi for Le Zhishi. "Better than you."
"Damn brother complex."
He felt that Xia Zhixu seemed to be the only person at the table who didn't know about him and Song Yu. Le Zhishi kindly told him directly, "I'm his boyfriend now."
Xia Zhixu choked again and turned to look at Xu Qichen. In the end, the other party just looked innocent and said slowly, "Oh, right, I haven't had time to tell you about them …"
"When???" Xia Zhixu couldn't believe it.
"Just …" Le Zhishi tried to recall, and this long recollection gave Xia Zhixu a greater blow.
"When I was in my first year."
Xu Qichen nodded. "Around Christmas."
"You know about it too?" Xia Zhixu thought that he was very autistic during college and didn't listen to outside news.
"Well," Xu Qichen took a big bite of sushi. "The whole school knows."
Xia Zhixu was really autistic. "Song Yu, you're really good."
"You flatter me." Song Yu gave him the last piece of sushi as if he was giving alms.
They talked to each other, eating and chatting, sharing the time they had missed each other. Looking at Xia Zhixu's current appearance, Le Zhishi couldn't help but compare him to the famous figure in the school next door. He felt that he was a little thinner, and his voice was much lower than before. But the feeling between him and Xu Qichen was no different from before. It was like first love, very young and very clean.
Their hands would occasionally touch, but this time, they didn't move away as if nothing had happened. While Xia Zhixu was talking to Song Yu, he subconsciously put his hand on Xu Qichen's hand and held it.
"So you're going to UCL together?" Xia Zhixu gave Xu Qichen a piece of tempura. "Sure, G5."
Le Zhishi couldn't help but say, "You're better. You're already the boss of a start-up company."
"I just make some games." Xia Zhixu smiled modestly.
Song Yu raised his eyebrows, "Fortunately, you know how to make games."
"I suspect you're mocking me." Xia Zhixu pointed at him.
"Be confident."
The meal lasted for two hours, and it was finally Song Yu's turn to pay the bill. There were a lot of people, so Le Zhishi and Xu Qichen stood at the door and waited. The afternoon sun was very comfortable and warm.
"Le." Xu Qichen took the initiative to speak to him, "When you were admitted to W University, I wanted to give you a gift. But I was in a bad state at that time, and I didn't think you'd want it, so I didn't give it to you. "
"I want it." Le Zhishi blurted out, looking at Xu Qichen sincerely.
Xu Qichen smiled and said gently, "I'm going back to school next week. I'll give you a book."
"Okay." Le Zhishi didn't know where the idea came from, but he hugged him directly. "Thank you."
He didn't know if he should thank Xu Qichen for remembering him when he couldn't even take care of himself, or thank Xu Qichen for walking out on his own and getting back together with Xia Zhixu.
Xu Qichen seemed to understand his hug. He patted Le Zhishi's shoulder and said, "I'm very good now."
"Okay." Le Zhishi stepped back a little. "I can feel it. It's really good, although this ending came a little late. "
Xu Qichen looked at him and then at the cars on the road. "It's not late."
His voice was very gentle. "As long as I can start over, it's never too late. I'm very satisfied."
Xia Zhixu called out to Xu Qichen from afar and came over to put his arm around his shoulder. They were going to say goodbye to each other like before. Song Yu also stood beside Le Zhishi.
"Next time."
As he said that, Xia Zhixu suddenly thought of something. "Oh, right, I remember now." He said to Song Yu, "Kid, you made that book for Lele, didn't you? The one we made together."
Le Zhishi tilted his head. "Book?"
Xu Qichen also turned to look at Xia Zhixu in confusion.
Song Yu, who had always been successful in front of Xia Zhixu, finally lost his arrogance this time. "Shut up."
"What? Don't tell me you didn't give it to him? " Xia Zhixu seemed to have caught on to his weakness. "Le, when your brother went to Beijing with me for training, he made a sketchbook for you. He was so careful that he almost broke his hand …" Under Song Yu's threat, Xia Zhixu stopped talking.
"You mean you did it too?" Xu Qichen keenly caught the main point.
"Ah …" Xia Zhixu was a little embarrassed. He was so focused on arguing with Song Yu that he forgot that he didn't give it to him. "Well, you'll know when we get back."
The two guys who had both failed in their third year of high school had run away with their lovers.
Recalling the draft paper full of cheese drawings he saw in the book, all the clues connected in an instant.
It turned out that it wasn't a brand logo at all.
"That cheese was carved by you, right?"
Song Yu, who had gotten off the subway, didn't continue to be awkward. He calmly said, "En, it was that idiot Xia Zhixu who insisted on keeping it as a souvenir, so I made a book with him. In the end, he left his phone in Beijing. "
"That cheese …" He paused. "I drew it when I had nothing to do."
This sentence gave Le Zhishi a strange feeling.
"Is it because my name looks like cheese?"
Song Yu stared into his eyes as if he was complaining about his straightforward questions. After a while, he said, "Yeah."
At this moment, Le Zhishi finally knew that he wasn't the only one who did the stupid thing of writing Song Yu's name over and over again when he was a teenager. Song Yu also did something similar, but more subtle and guarded.
It was no wonder that Song Yu got the sketchbook the second time after he came back from a meeting in Beijing. These sketchbooks that Le Zhishi regarded as treasures weren't casually thrown to him by Song Yu. He personally bound them and personally engraved the drawings on the leather cover.
But he didn't say anything. Le Zhishi suddenly felt lucky that he cherished everything that Song Yu gave him. If he casually lost or wasted his sketchbooks, now that the truth was out, he would probably feel very, very sad for trampling on Song Yu's heart.
"You always don't say." Le Zhishi held his hand. "Do you still have a lot of things that you haven't told me?"
While talking, they had already walked from the subway station to the alley where Yang and Qi Zhe lived. Song Yu didn't answer at first, but then he whispered, "Yeah."
"Tell me." Le Zhishi hugged his arm coquettishly.
But he chuckled. "There's too much."
"I want to hear it. You can tell me one every night before I go to bed. Just treat it as a bedtime story, okay?"
Pushing open the shop door, Song Yu gently agreed. "Okay."
Yang and Qi Zhe was decorated with flowers. For a moment, it reminded Song Yu of the time when he was preparing for the wedding. But this time, the flowers were more colorful. There were many children's favorite large dolls, Lego blocks, and half-a-person tall pagoda.
"It's so lively."
"You guys are here?" Lin Rong blew a balloon and put it aside.
"Let me help you." Le Zhishi ran over to blow the balloon, but the first one exploded. He was stunned on the spot.
Song Yu stood not far away. At first, he was stunned, but then he was amused by Le Zhishi's reaction. The more he thought about it, the cuter he felt.
"Go to the kitchen and try the soup!" He didn't stay idle and was sent to the kitchen by Lin Rong. "Oh right, call your father and tell him not to forget to come over. He's going to give a speech. Bring a script!"
Le Zhishi couldn't help but say, "It's so grand."
"Of course. After all, she's my best friend's first child. She likes this niece so much. She treats her like her own daughter. The birth of a baby is a super happy occasion. "
Seeing the photo of the baby on the wall, Le Zhishi was a little absent-minded. He picked up another balloon. "Aunt Rong, you …"
Lin Rong seemed to be able to read his mind. She said to him directly, "I don't want a grandson."
Le Zhishi couldn't help but laugh. "I haven't said it yet."
"It's the same whether you say it or not. Good boy." Lin Rong put her arm around his shoulder and looked at the photo wall with him. "Children are quite cute, but teaching and raising a child takes a lot of effort. I've already enjoyed the joy of being a mother after raising the two of you. Now that you've grown up, I want to do more things for myself while I still have the energy to do them. My value shouldn't just be as a mother. I also want to be myself and not so-and-so's mother. Do you understand? "
Le Zhishi nodded and hugged Lin Rong again. "It's been hard on you."
He leaned on Lin Rong's shoulder and was silent for a moment. Then he called her in a very soft and probing voice for the first time. "Mom, thank you."
She had been joking just a moment ago, but upon hearing this, Lin Rong suddenly felt a lump in her throat and her eyes reddened.
She hugged Le Zhishi and stroked his back. "So …"
She was a little childish. "You still have to call me Mom. Hmph. Song Jin even stopped you. You have to call me that again in front of him later. Do you hear me? "
"Yes, Mom." Le Zhishi laughed and nodded obediently in her arms.
Lin Rong added, "Don't call him Dad yet."
Le Zhishi couldn't stop laughing. "Okay."
The guests came in droves. Yang and Qi Zhe's front yard was getting more and more crowded. It wasn't dinner time yet. Le Zhishi arranged the balloons and turned around to search for Song Yu. He went to the private rooms to search and found the last private room. He pulled open the sliding door and finally saw Song Yu in the backyard where Yang and Qi Zhe were hiding. He sat quietly on the bench under the cherry blossom tree and looked up at him when he heard him.
This Weeping Cherry Blossom tree was transplanted by Le Zhishi's family of four in the backyard when he was ten years old. It had grown a lot now, and the snow-white cherry blossoms hung down from the branches. They swayed slightly in the early April wind and sprinkled a snow-colored rain of petals. The orange light of the evening fell on the cold flowering tree, and it seemed to be tainted with smoke and fire.
Song Yu looked especially handsome under the flowering tree. His face was calm, and the setting sun reflected a subtle gentleness on his face.
He reached out a hand to Le Zhishi. Le Zhishi walked over and held his fingers. "You really know how to hide."
Song Yu didn't reply, but he used a little strength to pull Le Zhishi into his arms. He let him sit on his lap, hugged him, and kissed the side of his neck.
"I just called Aunt Rong Mom." Le Zhishi looked at Song Yu and saw a cherry blossom on his head. He gently pinched it off and twirled it before continuing, "She's very happy."
Song Yu nodded. "She's been thinking about it for a long time, but she just doesn't want to say it."
"You're very similar to her in this aspect." Le Zhishi wrapped his arms around his neck and revealed a sweet and innocent smile.
Looking at his face, Song Yu fell into deep thought. His thoughts were quickly pulled back by Le Zhishi's gentle kiss on his lips.
"I had a dream last night," he said softly as he hugged Le Zhishi.
Le Zhishi pinched the small stem of the cherry blossom and used the soft flower to wander around Song Yu's face. "What did you dream about?"
"I dreamed that … your parents didn't leave, and you grew up in England. You were a very pampered child."
"And then?" Le Zhishi stopped what he was doing. He seemed to be only concerned about one thing. "Where were you?"
"I was in China, but I think I went to look for you. I saw you grow up." Song Yu's gaze drifted far away as he recalled the dream. "I still remember the sea and the white cliff." He smiled slightly. "We were together too."
Le Zhishi knocked his forehead against his. "And then?"
"I don't really remember. I think we were lying on the grass together, and there were many blooming Endless Summers."
It sounded like a beautiful dream. Le Zhishi stared at Song Yu's face and said seriously, "Song Yu, you really like me. That's why you had such a dream."
Song Yu was amused by his serious expression. He pinched his face. "You just realized."
After saying that, the smile on his face faded a little. He hugged Le Zhishi and asked, "Baby, do you think that if it was like in the dream, with your parents still around, and you grew up happily, it would be …" He deliberated over his words and finally said, "… less regretful."
Le Zhishi was quiet for a moment. He changed his position and got up to straddle Song Yu. He called him brother. His amber eyes were sincere and clear. "I don't feel regretful at all."
His voice was very soft. "I can't compare it to my hypothetical self. Of course, I've also thought about what it would be like if my parents were still around. Would I be happier? But to be honest, having Aunt Rong and Uncle Song as my parents is already a great thing. I can't think of anyone better than them in the world. "
As he spoke, he pressed his forehead against Song Yu's. "Besides, there's still you. It's the luckiest thing in my life to be able to grow up with you. "
Song Yu raised his hand and stroked the soft hair at the back of his head.
"I don't think that dream was very beautiful, and I'm not envious, because I would have missed your best childhood and youth. Perhaps I would have had your future, but the feelings between us wouldn't have been so deep. From the age of three to the age of 22 now, every day spent with you is the most precious gift I've ever had. "
Song Yu lowered his eyes and looked at him again. He hugged him even tighter.
"I can't imagine you not growing up by my side. So I always feel that I'm very cruel. If I were to choose again, I would still hope that you would come to my house when you were three. "
"It's not cruel." Le Zhishi crossed his arms behind Song Yu's neck and said gently, "The other side of regret is perfection."
As they spoke, they heard the sound of the door moving. They looked over and saw Song Jin at the door. The three of them were stunned.
"Why are you standing here?" Lin Rong also walked over. Seeing them hugging each other under the cherry blossom tree, she didn't seem surprised. "It's time to eat." When she turned her head, she even patted Song Jin, who was standing there in a daze. "You're making a fuss over nothing. Did you bring the manuscript?"
"Yes, take a look."
"I'm not reading." Lin Rong leaned against the door and glanced at them. "Don't be so bored. Let's eat."
"Okay." Song Yu shook his head helplessly and knocked his forehead against Le Zhishi's.
Le Zhishi laughed out loud. He stood up and shook the cherry blossoms off his body. "Let's eat."
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