Lovely Allergen

I was still worried about Song Yu's hand injury. After returning home, I took a rest for two days. Lezhishi took him to the hospital for examination.

There were people coming and going in the hospital, and Le Zhishi stood by Song Yu's right hand, protecting him, for fear that he would be bumped. Three days ago, he made an appointment for registration on the Internet and got a well-known orthopedic expert number, so there were many people waiting in line. Le Zhishi took Song Yu's left hand and led him over, and found an empty seat on the far left of the last row of the waiting area.

"Sit." Lezhishi pointed to the seat and said to him.

Song Yu didn't plan to move, but said lightly, "Sit down, I want to stand."

But he didn't have time to play cool for too long, and was directly pushed onto the seat by Le Zhishi, "You are a patient."

Le Zhishi stood next to him, looking at the number on the display not far away, squinting his eyes, and saying to Song Yu like a little adult, "We have to wait two more."

"Yeah." Song Yu held Lezhishi's finger, stared down at the ring of his ring finger, and then dragged it in his direction. It didn't make much movement. After several times, Lezhishi realized that he wanted to get closer. a little.

"It's very close." Le Zhishi put his head on Song Yu's shoulder and said to him in a low voice.

Song Yu raised his head and said nothing. The hand holding him was released, and he patted his knee. He raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to sit up.

There are people everywhere here, Lezhishi shook his head very lightly, his ears were red, and he whispered no.

Song Yu said solemnly: "Yes, my legs are very comfortable."

Hearing this, Le Zhishi panicked and covered his mouth, embarrassed as if he didn't hear anything.

The number on the display was changed at this time. The door of the consultation room opened. A girl wearing a thick winter uniform of a nearby high school was kicked out by a boy. She probably got her ankle and lifted it up. His ankle is a little swollen, wearing cotton mopping.

The boy is carrying two schoolbags on his back, and he is also holding a filmed film in his hand.

"Are you still in class now?" Le Zhishi let go, while staring at them, pinching Song Yu's fingers, whispered in his mouth, "Senior year, it's miserable."

Song Yu didn't speak, and leaned his head on Le Zhishi's waist.

Le Zhishi's waist was very soft, and his hands were soft. He pressed against Song Yu's face, lowered his head, and whispered to his brother, "Did you not sleep well?"

He could feel that Song Yu couldn't sleep well at night, perhaps because his hand hurts, and he couldn't turn around with his arm fixed, so he could only lie on his back. Le Zhishi held his uninjured arm all night and slept next to him. Because of worry, he didn't fall asleep and woke up early.

But Song Yu's voice was low and he said no.

Reaching into his pocket, Le Zhishi took out a pineapple-flavored toffee, peeled off the creamy yellow candy paper and handed the candies to Song Yu’s mouth, urging him in a coaxing tone, "This is delicious. ."

Seeing Song Yu frowned in disgust, Le Zhishi said hurtfully: "I brought this for you on a special trip because I have to see a doctor."

Song Yu ate the candy in the end, and then asked him, "Why do I need to bring candy to the doctor?"

"Because you used to be like this."

When Lezhi was a child, he hated seeing a doctor. He was scared and nervous every time he came to the hospital, because he had to get an injection almost every time he came, so he sometimes cried out as soon as he sat opposite the doctor.

Song Yu was not very old at that time. He always took out a few candies and stuffed them into his hands, and then deliberately said, "I don't know where it came from. I hate eating candies the most. Here you are. Don't cry if you eat candies. ."

Then the little Lezhi would be more receptive to seeing a doctor. Later, he also developed this habit. Before entering the hospital, he pitifully begged Song Yu to give him one in advance.

At that time, it was also strange that Lin Rong didn't eat the candy Lezhi brought by Song Yu. Once he forgot to bring it. While his parents were waiting with Lezhi, he quietly went to the small supermarket outside the hospital to buy it. There were not many delicious toffees there, so Song Yu had to buy a pack of hard candies full of fruit flavours. Lezhishi still ate happily.

"That's because you really used to cry when you were ill." Song Yu pretended to be annoyed, "I can't help it."

However, Le Zhishi was not bothered by his pretending troubles. Thinking of the things he had done when he was a child, he was happy, and he reached out his hand and touched Song Yu's hair, which was no different from the act of licking a cat when he was happy.

The two waiting patients in the front row got up and left. The high school couple sat down diagonally in front of Lezhishi and Song Yu. The girl's voice is very sweet, crooked on her boyfriend's shoulders, as if she was acting like a baby.

Le Zhishi's eyes looked over there from time to time, and felt that it was not good. He looked back at Song Yu's face, and then whispered, "Is this a premature love?"

"What do you think?" Song Yu raised his head slightly and looked at him.

"Forget it..." Lezhishi put a hand on his neck, fiddled with the white traction belt, and looked over there again.

Suddenly, he heard Song Yu speak, his eyes retracted.

"You let me lose the opportunity to experience puberty love." Song Yu said aloud, with a calm complexion, his eyes widened when he looked at Lezhi, and he continued, "Otherwise, it's just how early it is."

Le Zhishi blushed a bit when he said, and he retorted, "...it won't be too early."

"Really?" Song Yu raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, "You are a kindergartener who wants to be his sister-in-law."

When the black history appeared, Le Zhishi once again subconsciously covered his mouth. Song Yu, who had lost the right to speak, pecked and kissed Lezhishi's palm twice, and when Lezhishi hurriedly retracted his hand, he grabbed his hand, bowed his head and kissed his wrist, and then held him to prevent him from leaving.

After just kissing twice, Lezhishi’s heartbeat became abnormal. He tried to divert his attention by observing others, looking at the couple of high school students, and seeing the girl raised her head in a very cute tone. Talk to her boyfriend, "Husband, I want to eat ice cream later."

Le Zhishi's eyes widened with surprise. As if guessing that he would be very surprised, Song Yu looked at him deliberately, with a smile on his face, teasing: "What is your expression?"

There is no mirror here, so Le Zhishi doesn't know what his expression is now. He raised his hand to touch his face, then squatted to Song Yu's knee and whispered to him, "She just called his husband..."

He thought Song Yu hadn't heard it.

Song Yu's reaction to this was very flat, "Yes."

"She's still so young." Le Zhishi opened a pair of big eyes with innocence.

You are not yet twenty.

"It's not that you can be called a husband if you are married." Song Yu said to him, "It's just a nickname." He originally wanted to say "just like your brother", but after thinking about it, it is true to call him brother when Lezhi Think he is the elder brother.

Le Zhishi said okay quietly. He put his chin on Song Yu's knee and observed the boy. Sure enough, he was very shy, his ears and neck were red, but he looked very happy again.

The number on the display screen changed again, and the nurse standing at the entrance of the treatment room shouted: "Is No. 29?"

Lezhishi stood up immediately, "Yes."

To his luck, Song Yu's injury was not as serious as he thought. Just like when Song Yu injured his wrist in his third year of high school, Lezhishi searched the Internet for a lot of information about fractures. The more he looked at it, the more he became scared, and he could hardly sleep. At this moment, he was standing next to Song Yu like a legal guardian, constantly asking the doctor many questions, so that Song Yu had no chance to interrupt. I heard the experts say that I would be fine after three months of keeping it, so I felt relieved when I was happy, and thanked me again and again.

He took Song Yu to fetch the medicine. When he was in line, he made Song Yu stand far away, fearing that people would squeeze him, so he stood alone. The two people looked at each other from a long distance, and Lezhishi used some strange body movements to talk to Song Yu, which seemed silly.

"We will have to check again in two weeks." Le Zhishi took Song Yu out of the hospital, and the weather was still very cold after the year. He called the car, stood by the side of the road and waited for a while, sneezed three times in a row, and was pulled into his arms by Song Yu and held it for a while.

Sitting in the back seat, Le Zhishi still observed Song Yu's film seriously, "Human bones are so thin." After finishing speaking, he touched the crack on the top with some distress, and then touched Song Yu. Plastered hands, pray as if casting a spell, "Hurry up and grow well."

Song Yu thought he was cute and bowed his head and kissed the top of Lezhishi's hair.

Le Zhishi felt that his plaster was white, which was suitable for painting on it. Suddenly I heard Song Yu say, "Professor He stopped my assignment for half a year."

"Half a year?" Le Zhishi said softly, "a long time."

"Well, I will take advantage of this time to post more papers. He also said that next month, he will replace the surveying and mapping vehicle with better shock-resistant effect, and there will be a special area for instruments, so as to avoid injury."

"That's good." Le Zhishi leaned his head on Song Yu's shoulder, feeling that the driver glanced at him from the rearview mirror, but Le Zhishi didn't take it seriously.

"When really participating in emergency surveying and mapping work, the level of safety measures is very high." Song Yu explained, "This time I really caught up with an accident unpreparedly. When Professor He worked before, he was always Rushing after a difficult situation, the risk is relatively low, and the drone is basically controlled in a measurement and control vehicle."

Hearing Song Yu explained so much, Le Zhishi felt a little distressed for no reason. So many days have passed. Song Yu still explained to him intentionally or unintentionally, telling him that this job was actually not as dangerous as he thought.

"I know, it was really sudden this time. You went to the battlefield without preparation. Fortunately, there is no danger." Le Zhishi leaned against him very reliantly, "Song Yu, I am not so scared anymore."

"is it?"

"Well, people always grow up." Lezhishi smiled, "And I know you will take care of yourself for me."

Song Yu also gave a very faint smile. He promised to say "Yes," and then said to Le Zhishi: "You don't want to grow up in front of me."

This is a very unrealistic idea, but Song Yu really thinks so. He hopes that Lezhishi will always be straightforward and immature in front of him, asking him for whatever he wants, and having the greatest dependence on him. Even if it is to take care of each other, he also wants Lezhishi to always take care of him as a child. Pretend to be clumsy and cute.

There is nowhere to vent the helplessness and hardship of adults. Song Yu just wants to become a shelter for the innocence of Lezhishi, so that he can cry and laugh in his arms.

When they got home, they discovered that the post-it note on the entrance cabinet was left by Lin Rong.

[We are going to attend my little sister’s birthday party, not coming back. ]

Song Yu couldn't help but complain, "I'm still a little sister when I'm so old."

Le Zhishi thought in her heart that Aunt Rong was also used to Uncle Song, so she always looked like a little girl. Although he wanted to be used to Song Yu forever, he couldn't do it now, Song Yu was still a wounded.

"Brother, I'll cook."

Seeing him in a cheerful look, his jacket was taken off and threw directly on the sofa, Song Yu walked towards him with a little questioning, "Are you sure?"

He had an unfavorable premonition. After all, when he was always skillful at Lezhi, he really had no talent in cooking, and because of Lin Rong and Song Yu, he had never done it, and his experience value was basically zero.

"Yes." Le Zhishi was affirmative, putting on an apron, and seeing Lin Rong in the kitchen making good ribs and lotus root soup, it was still hot, so he asked Song Yu in the restaurant, "Will you scramble another egg? "

Song Yu wanted to persuade him not to, but Le Zhishi beat the eggs one step faster, whispered with his back to him, and then the chopsticks picked something from the porcelain bowl containing the eggs.

80% of them had beaten the egg shell inside, Song Yu thought.

"It's not a big problem, it's not a big problem." Le Zhishi whispered quietly while using chopsticks to quickly mash the eggs. Song Yu wanted to come in and help, but he decisively refused, "Go sit down and drink bone soup first."

In the semi-open kitchen, even if Song Yu doesn't go in, you can basically see the movement of Lezhishi.

It feels that the originally small problem seems to have become bigger.

In the end, Lezhi, who turned off the fire, stood in front of Liulitai with his back turned to Song Yu for a long time. After a psychological struggle, he looked back at Song Yu and said, "Why don't you stop eating eggs today... "

"Come here." Song Yu said.

Le Zhishi let out a cry, and reluctantly brought his scrambled and broken eggs to the table. He knew better than anyone that Song Yu was the most picky eater, and sometimes he would cook aunt Rong. Picky, if there is **** that he doesn't like in a certain dish, his chopsticks will not move.

"Don't eat this," Le Zhishi guiltyly gave him a few more spare ribs in a casserole, "have some bones stewed by Aunt Rong, where to eat."

But Song Yu calmly picked up a piece of scrambled eggs and tasted it.

The calmer he is, the more anxious he is when he is happy to know, "Brother..."

"It's okay." Song Yu took another bite, "The taste is better than the appearance."

Le Zhishi was not very confident, so he took a bite with his chopsticks, and then drank the soup without eating again. Probably he was unlucky enough to just eat the eggshell that was not completely made out.

Song Yu finally ate up a whole plate of scrambled eggs, and gave himself an excuse that he just wanted to eat eggs today.

Le Zhishi felt that he just happened to be very strange, so he packed up the dishes in frustration, and stood by the sink to put water, "I won't cook anymore."

Song Yu leaned against him, pulled out Le Zhishi's hair and kissed the side of his face, his voice was low but soft, "I'm done eating."

This was quite a point of inviting credit, but it aroused Le Zhishi's small self-esteem. He turned and stared at Song Yu's face, "You mean it still feels unpalatable."

"It's delicious." Song Yu didn't hesitate to speak, and his complexion remained unchanged. He said that everything was true, and his gaze scanned Lezhi's soft lower lip.

"Yeah." Lezhishi nodded.

"Let's do it." Song Yu said softly, like coaxing, "Just make it for me."

After hesitating for two seconds, Le Zhishi still couldn't refuse Song Yu at all, so he lowered his eyes and looked good, "Okay."

As if feeling that his response seemed sloppy, Lezhishi turned to pick up a bowl and said in a serious tone: "When I learn well, I will often cook for you."

Song Yuming had only one movable hand, but he still took the foamy bowl after Lezhishi had washed it, and took it under the faucet to clean it.

"It doesn't have to be good." His tone was very casual and relaxed, as if he was the least picky person in the world, "It's fine now."

"Your request to me is really very low." Lezhishi smiled and washed the last plate out. The sunlight outside the kitchen window pierced through the clouds, shining his eyelashes into a translucent light color.

"No." Song Yu helped him prepare the plate and put it on the counter, "because you are already fine."

Le Zhishi kissed him on the cheek, with a hint of gratitude. Because with Song Yu, he never felt that he was not good enough. Once a little such a dark flame arises, Song Yu will be very decisive. Pinch off.

"I'll clean up. Go and sit on the sofa first. The doctor said you need to rest more."

No matter what Le Zhishi said, Song Yu didn't leave. He stood there, asking himself whether he wanted a rag or a kitchen towel, and then took one at random. The ring on his hand reflected the shiny metal in the sunlight. luster.

For a moment, Le Zhishi had the illusion that they looked like newlyweds, but the strange idea was dispelled by him in the next second.

Leisurely vacation, the two sat on the sofa to watch a movie. Le Zhishi took Song Yu a thick blanket to cover him. The sun in the winter afternoon made people dizzy. He leaned on Song Yu’s shoulder. He was confused and sleepy when he knew it, but he couldn’t say why. He just keenly felt that Song Yu’s breathing was not right. He raised his head and sure enough. He was found frowning, his lips were slightly pursed, and the corners of his mouth were straight.

He sat up and touched Song Yu's arm lightly, "Does it hurt?"

Song Yu shook his head and let him continue to lean on. But Le Zhishi was not very happy. He raised his hand and touched Song Yu's face, "What should I do? Do you want to take painkillers?"

He is a full-fledged actionist. With this idea in his mind, his body immediately started to act. Song Yu stretched out his hand to hold him, "No, come back." His hand was wrapped around Lezhishi's waist, and his clothes were pierced with his movements. Some wind came in, making Lezhishi's pores tremble slightly.

"It's not good to take too much painkiller." Le Zhishi also started to persuade himself, got closer to Song Yu, and smelled a good smell on his body, followed by his heat, which spread through the air. Yes, and the temperature of the palms rubbed against the skin of the back.

Song Yu looked at him inadvertently, still frowning slightly, his gaze fell from his eyes to his lips, "Doing something to divert attention should relieve the symptoms."

Le Zhishi kissed it almost in the next second. His reservedness could never fight the straightforwardness and innocence in his bones, but he knew that Song Yu was injured, so his movements were very light, and the hands holding Song Yu’s cheeks were as precious as holding Song Yu’s cheeks. The porcelain, even if Song Yu's only hand disturbed his breathing.

He was as soft as a pool of summer water, under the winter sun, a sparkling light was shining in Song Yu's arms.

One kiss folded with another, and the sound of breathing entered a deeper and sweeter dream.

Moist, soft, like the mate of two fishes, the warm breath mixed together.

Lezhishi rarely mastered the initiative and felt novel like a child. Sensitive neurons release neurotransmitters and float, and the joy and excitement that spawned them slowly dissipated the pain.

Lovers are the best narcotic.

Although knowing that Lin Rong and Song Jin will not be back at this time, Le Zhishi still feels a little uneasy. His only reason shows a broken picture in his mind, which makes him more sensitive and sits on him. Will tremble.

Fearing that he would catch a cold, Song Yu pulled a blanket with one hand to wrap Le Zhishi's shoulder.

"It's not cold." Lezhishi sweated and became softer. He put his hands on the sofa and kissed Song Yu's eyebrows and eyes when he sank. The breathing frequency gradually became the same, his waist was pinched a little bit hard, and he couldn't hide.

The movie came to the end unknowingly. Le Zhishi’s hair was sweaty. After being pushed to his ears, he was a little relieved, but he didn’t want to press Song Yu, so he stood on the edge of the sofa and remembered to get up, but was caught by Song Yu. Stopped.

"Hold for a while." His voice was muted, calling him a baby.

"Yeah." Le Zhishi obediently leaned in his arms, but didn't dare to use force, leaving some gaps in the hands hanging on his chest. After resting for a while, he raised his head and pecked and kissed Song Yu's mouth. I caught a glimpse of his neck being slightly red, which may have been the reason for the exertion.

For no reason, Lezhishi thought of the happy male high school student in the hospital.

He didn't want Song Yu to hurt, he wanted to make Song Yu happy.

Le Zhishi's hand hooked Song Yu's neck, and his forehead was on his, his eyes were moist, and there was still a hint of redness. He seems to imitate, but not like a baby, no matter what he says from his mouth, he is innocent and well-behaved.

"Husband." He spoke very softly, and the sticky nasal sound he had when he was short of breath not long ago.

Song Yu obviously didn't expect it.

From his slightly widened eyes, Le Zhishi saw the rare surprise of Song Yu, who was not surprised everywhere.

This seemed to give him a kind of encouragement. Le Zhishi kissed his lips cutely, leaned to his ear, and whispered again, "Husband."

The blanket on his shoulders slid down, revealing the beautiful lines of the spinal groove.

Song Yu cleared his throat, then wrapped the blanket for him, then rolled his face, and said in an awkward tone, "Learning the best."

"Okay." Lezhishi got up wrapped in a blanket, pursing his lips, "Forget it, I can't learn well anyway."

He said he was cold, got up from Song Yu's lap, picked up the fleece sweater that he had thrown on the ground, and put it on him. After he got out, he looked at Song Yu and found that his neck and ears were red. .

It was no different from the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in the hospital.

It turned out that Song Yu would also be embarrassed, so innocent, it was a huge contrast to some times.

"This movie is over." Le Zhishi's sweater just covered the base of his legs. He took the remote control and looked at the direction of the TV to adjust himself, "Do you still want to watch it? How about the comedy? This science fiction The film seems to be good too."

The screen jumps across the movie posters. Le Zhishi focused his eyes on looking for good movies. Suddenly, he heard Song Yu sigh lightly, and he couldn't hear him if he didn't pay attention to it.

He quickly turned his head and found that Song Yu frowned again, with his left hand resting on his injured right arm, looking very painful.

"Does it still hurt?" Le Zhishi grabbed the remote control and climbed to him, seeing him reluctantly hum, so he touched his arm, and said to Song Yu solemnly, "But I can't do distractions, my back is sore."

"I didn't let you do that..." When Song Yu watched Lezhi with the look of a strange creature in the movie, he was obviously dissatisfied with his misunderstanding.

Le Zhishi lowered his head and played with his left hand, "What should I do? Take medicine, brother." He said a little childishly, and took off Song Yu's ring finger and put it on his index finger, and observed the sunlight.

Song Yu's expression and tone became unnatural again.

"Call again..."

"Ok?"

Song Yu glanced, "...scream again, like just now."

Even begging for someone is so arrogant, he deserves to be a cat.

Le Zhishi complained in his heart, and then kissed him on the lips very responsively, each word in a brisk tone, "husband."

In addition, he generously gave a lot of words I love you.