Lovely Allergen

[Joey, hello. I was busy applying for college when I received your last letter, so the time between replying to this time is a bit long, sorry for the long wait. Yesterday my parents received a call from your father, saying that you had a sickness some time ago. I don’t know if the severity is serious. I hope you will be cured when you receive this letter.

When all the dust settles, I will go over to see you. In fact, I am very concerned about your physique, so you can try to write a manual for daily dealings with you and send it to me so that I can familiarize myself with it in advance and avoid possible mistakes.

Hope the first meeting with you is perfect. ]

Because at the end of this letter, Le Zhishi is convinced that the person in the envelope section is a perfectionist.

First of all, his handwriting is very beautiful, from the correct style of childhood to the first appearance of style in his youth, and then to the mature writing of today. At every stage, Lezhishi has carefully imitated it, so he wrote Chinese handwriting and Song Yu's are very similar, but not exactly the same.

Secondly, Song Yu's paper is always spotless without any wrinkles or extra odor. Every time his signature is signed, there is almost no difference, like a trace printed by a machine. If the letter has quality control, Song Yu’s letter must be excellent.

Finally, that is, he hopes to receive a request for getting along with it, which highlights his unwillingness to make mistakes.

Thinking of this, Lezhi got up from the bed enthusiastically, sat down at the desk and turned on the lamp, and quickly wrote information about himself on other waste paper: his allergens, the medicine he took, what he hated Thunder... But at the end of writing, Lezhi suddenly felt a kind of timidity.

Song Yu didn't want to make mistakes.

Is his feelings towards him a mistake that needs to be avoided by him?

This hypothesis caused Lezhishi in his teenage years to be confused for the first time.

He didn't know how he liked the older brother who only existed behind the pen and paper. This sounded a little weird, like the plot of a novel from the last century. But he thinks that many people in this era will also fall in love with virtual characters and an image carefully set up on social networks. In comparison, he is not even so pitiful. After all, Song Yu is a real existence. A person, as long as he wants, he can break the rules and see at any time.

What's more, Song Yu is so good. He is willing to listen and give him continuous care during the growth period. No matter how weird ideas he writes in the letter, Song Yu can understand and give him a steady stream of new inspiration and enlightenment.

He is the farthest person in the world from the time of Lezhi, and he is also the most intimate existence with him.

How could he not like Song Yu?

Once he knows his mind and Lezhi, he starts to worry. Although he has relative confidence in himself, he also knows that he is not perfect. There is nothing wrong with homosexuality, but the probability is low. It is almost zero for him and Song Yu.

He had more fantasies about Song Yu than anyone in the world. At night, he would listen to the wind outside the window and imagine Song Yu's appearance. Every Chinese he met should not be as good-looking as Song Yu.

When reading the letter, Lezhi often imagined Song Yu to speak to himself. Chinese is such a wonderful tonal language. The combination of four tones makes speech as beautiful as singing. Song Yu must also have a voice that can utter these wonderful tones. So Le Zhishi worked hard to learn tones, but it was really difficult. Except for his father, he could hardly find a practitioner who could speak standard Chinese, so he always made mistakes and even wrote in his letters if If he can't distinguish between Qusheng and Yangping, he will read Song Yu as Song Yu, and Song Yu's image will be a cute little fish.

Song Yu wrote back and said, "I believe you can tell that you are a very smart student. But it's also good to be a little fish."

Seeing such a reply, Lezhi Shi was both happy and sad. He faintly felt that Song Yu was indulging himself, but he was not sure whether the root of this indulgence was liking, the care between friends, or even someone he knew. Encouragement from my younger brother.

The more you think about it, the worse it gets.

Lezhishi’s confusion and anxiety aggravated when he was sick. He wrote a lot of letters in a drowsy manner and discarded many of them, but because he didn’t want Song Yu to wait, he dragged his sick body. Pack the letter and mail it away on the last day.

I didn't expect it to be sent wrong.

This disrupted all the original plans that Lezhishi had set up-to keep enough mystery before meeting for the first time, so that he looks forward to meeting like himself, maintains health and vitality, and tests whether he will resist the same sex. If not, Then work hard, try to pursue...

Therefore, when he deliberately left London early when he knew that Song Yu was coming, he also pretended not to pick up the plane, because the airport was not a romantic place for encounters, and he didn't choose to stand at the door silly to greet him when he arrived.

These long-threatening plans in Lezhi were finally shattered by a wrong letter.

The sea breeze blew his forehead to his cheeks and stuck to the bridge of his nose. Le Zhishi opened his fingers in embarrassment, suppressing the panic in his eyes, but he still couldn't hold back, blinking quickly in the sea breeze.

The tide came up again, this time less than a third of his calf.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a while, Song Yu said again: "Is it too direct?"

He guessed that Lezhi would deny it, and then stumbled to explain something.

But things are always unexpected.

Le Zhishi showed an annoyed and even a little discouraged expression, tightened his chin, and pursed his lips. It took a few seconds before he raised his eyes to Song Yu, and blamed him in a negative tone: "Yes, it's because you."

"I carefully avoided those mistakes. They were of no use. You found them."

For some reason, Song Yu felt that their dialogue was very familiar at a certain moment, as if he had heard it somewhere, and there was an illusion that seemed like a world away. He even had a hunch that he might cry when he was happy to know.

Hope not.

But this time I didn't cry when I was Lezhi.

"You ruined my plan." His complaining tone made Song Yu feel familiar, because when reading his letter, Song Yu had imagined such a voice countless times, and reality was more beautiful than imagination.

Le Zhishi raised one foot slightly and kicked it in the water, as if to relieve his frustration, the water splashed on Song Yu's pants. Then he lifted his face and looked at Song Yu with those incomparably clear amber pupils, "I like you, and I want to pursue you."

As if he felt that he was too rash, Lezhishi called his name like an adult, "Song Yu, I'm serious." To be more solemn, he even switched to a more accurate and error-free native language, "You know Yes, I am not a perfect guy, so I want to use a perfect plan to make you like me, at least this way the probability of success will be higher."

He speaks English much faster, more like blurting out, direct and frank, and many small expressions are a bit exaggerated, "Although you will definitely think that I will actually like a person because he writes to me every month. , What kind of freak is this? But you should think so. I will like the you shown in the letter instead of being attracted by other appearances. This shows that I don’t just focus on appearances like other people who like you."

Song Yu seemed to think that what he said was a bit funny, and made a smile of tolerance.

So Le Zhishi was offended, "Is it funny?"

Song Yu shook his head very casually, and said to him in English, "No. I just think you are cute."

Hearing these words, Lezhishi's ears turned red again. His heart beats fast, like every time he read Song Yu's letter silently, he repeatedly chewed on the meaning behind it to find out a little bit of concealed evidence that Song Yu also liked him, but Song Yu's brushstrokes were always so fair. , Those words that are so subtle that they can hardly be called hints, on many nights, like hot rain, they drench the time of music through, from the inside to the outside, everything is not wet and surging with vitality.

At this moment, because of Song Yu's praise, the hot rain was pouring down, making Lezhishi unable to resist, almost lying down in the rain.

"I... Am I cute?" His language switching system was messed up due to tension and became mixed with Chinese and English. He even had a very strange accent when speaking Chinese. This is something he would never tolerate himself doing in front of Song Yu. Stupid thing.

The smile at the corner of Song Yu's mouth became more obvious. He was very gentlemanly and switched to Chinese following Lezhishi, "Yes, you are very cute. And noble. He doesn't like my appearance, and he is not superficial."

"I like appearance, too." Le Zhishi couldn't help but correct it, and gave a reminder, "I praised it as soon as I saw you. But liking appearance is not superficial and not noble. You can't blame an admiration. heart of."

"Classmate Le Zhishi, your translation accent is too obvious." Song Yu acted like a strict Chinese tutor, "I told you a long time ago that you should not learn Chinese through collections of poems and novels in English translation."

But Le Zhishi was very firm and did not change the subject by his interruption, "It's okay to understand. Song Yu, do you understand? I like you very much.

The afternoon sun illuminated the tiny hairs on his face translucent and looked soft. As soon as he finished speaking, he raised both hands again, palms facing Song Yu, "Don't rush to refuse, even if you don't have that kind of interest in me now, it doesn't matter, I can chase you."

Suddenly, Song Yu pressed his wide and dry palm against his hand. His eyes fell to those of Lezhishi, and his extremely handsome face looked calm.

"How to chase?" He asked rhetorically, and then continued, "I heard that British people care if others set foot in their own private space, so the way you pursue me is to let me sleep in your bed? Or let me see you naked It’s like taking a shower on the upper body, or taking me to see the rainbow tour of the LGBT community. What inspiration do you get?"

"Le Zhishi." His magnetic voice called out his name completely, asserting in a very conclusive tone, as if announcing a certain judgment, "This is not a pursuit, this is a seduction."

Lezhishi was stunned. For a moment, he mistakenly believed that he was about to get sick, otherwise he would not have difficulty breathing, sweating and heart palpitations.

He subconsciously said no, wanting to deny it. But before Song Yu pulled away from his palm, he bends his fingers and inserts them between Lezhishi's fingers, like gears that bite.

"Don't you admit it? The fish have already bitten the hook."

"What?" Le Zhishi frowned suspiciously, then said in English that it was impossible, as if afraid of misunderstanding, and asked him, "Don't use metaphors."

Song Yu shook the hand that clasped his fingers, and fully responded to every sentence Le Zhishi said before, "You don't need to chase me, because I don't intend to reject you, and I have that kind of interest in you. "

He raised his eyebrows, "I like you, do you understand?"

Lezhishi felt that he was drowning in this shining sea.

He later realized that Song Yu's thumb was touching and rubbing the skin of the back of his hand, and suddenly he pulled out his hand with some reflexes. A certain sensitive nerve in his body was stirred by Song Yu, his face flushed and his hands and feet were soft.

"Then now... we..." He was a little hurried, as if the person who frankly expressed his love just now was not himself.

"If someone who strikes up a conversation comes over again." Song Yu curled up his mouth, "You can tell her that we are a couple."

Everything is like a dream in a summer night. Le Zhishi successfully got him on the first day of reunion with the person he admired, and at that moment he felt that he was the luckiest person in the world. But because he hadn't planned what to do after catching up, compared to confession, everything afterwards seemed very clumsy.

He took Song Yu to walk the coastline, and when he saw **** people lying on the beach kissing together, they would be so nervous that they were on the same hand and would not dare to look at Song Yu, and said to him like "I will take you there." Look at the white cliffs," and then ride on his bicycle as if running away.

Song Yu didn't make fun of him, and calmly followed Lezhishi to the many planned places. Together, they watched the white cliffs, mint-painted art galleries, and rainbow-colored buildings. Shuttle through the streets and alleys of this artistic seaside town, and ride home together in the evening.

They tacitly did not tell their parents about this changed relationship, because it was too fragile, like a one-day-old baby that needs the care of the baby.

"Joey, your face is so red." Olivia carried a large bowl of Caesar salad. "You should put on your hat and go out."

Lezhishi hesitated to agree, then smelled the scent and went into the kitchen, "Is this made for me?"

Lin Rong smiled and said yes, "This is a pearl ball, you should like it. Come, try one." When she used a fork to feed Lezhi, he swallowed it and found it was very hot. Reluctant to spit it out, just stood there and spit out the heat with his mouth open.

Looks silly and cute. Song Yu walked over, poured a glass of ice water, and handed it to Le Zhishi's hand, then went upstairs alone and changed his clothes.

Lezhishi became obsessed with the meals made by Lin Rong just for dinner. It even attracted Olivia's jealousy, "Simply send you to Uncle's house."

Le Yi smiled and took a sip of white wine, "This is a good idea. Old Song is better than I can teach children."

"Don't compliment me." Song Jin also drank some wine, his face flushed, "I'm making this kind of joke, don't ask the child if he wants it."

"I am willing." Lezhishi nodded seriously, "Is it really possible?"

"Hahahahaha it is him most seriously!"

"I think you were really taken away by eating."

The adults were joking, but Le Zhishi spied on Song Yu with red ears. That was the bait to get him away.

Lezhi was a little awake that night. He missed Song Yu, who was separated by a wall. Although the time he had been face to face with him was only ten hours, he felt that he had liked him for many years and many times.

I thought that ten hours was too short, and the excited neurotransmitters in his body were messing up. It might be better after a long time, but after ten days and thirty days, this feeling is still profound.

Song Yu will go to school after the summer to study geology, which he likes. So Lezhishi wanted to make good use of his hard-won vacation. In these days, they went to Shakespeare’s former residence, went to Burton on the Water to feed the black swans, went to the "Garden of Eden" in Cornwall, and touched the castle with him. The masonry, touching and stroking each other’s fingers on the masonry.

When they held hands, Lezhishi would sweat his palms nervously, just like the body was releasing mucus in an attempt to stick to Song Yu's hands. They hugged, and the good smell of Song Yu's body entangled his thoughts. He would unconsciously rub Song Yu's side neck skin with his forehead, holding back his desire to kiss. And Song Yu's palm would slowly press and rub his shoulder blades and his waist through the cloth, which felt extremely difficult.

Running along the beach in swimming trunks in fine weather, and a transparent raincoat over his shirt when it rains, he will look after the newborn lambs with him in the foggy pasture.

In the midsummer night when the cicadas cried and manic, the parents fell asleep. They sat cross-legged on the bed when they were happy to know. They opened the box they had brought and looked through Song Yu's previous letters, as well as the many love poems he had copied to write a love letter to Song Yu.

The door of the room was knocked suddenly, Le Zhishi cautiously asked who it was.

"Me." Song Yu stood at the door, "may I go in?"

When Le Zhishi heard his voice, he stupidly said of course. So as soon as Song Yu walked in, he saw him holding a big box in a panic, and finally arrogantly did not continue to hide it.

Song Yu walked towards him, "What is this?" He moved closer and looked more carefully, "My letter?"

"Yeah." Lezhishi nodded.

Song Yu stood by his bed and looked down at him like a gentleman, "Why are you looking at this now?"

"Miss you." Lezhishi was honest and smiled at him, "then you came over."

Song Yu squeezed his chin, but made no further movements. Le Zhishi missed his touch on any part of his body, it was a chain reaction, and the tingling sensation passed from the chin to the index finger and toe.

"Why are you here?" Lezhishi grabbed his left hand and asked him.

Song Yu looked at the night outside the balcony, then returned to his shiny eyes, "Do you want to see the stars?"

His invitation was obviously very common, but Lezhishi felt it was extraordinarily romantic, so he readily agreed, putting on his shirt and going downstairs with Song Yu lightly. The two lay on the lawn in the backyard, the sharp blades of grass rubbing against Lezhishi's cheeks and neck, just like Song Yu's touch.

The starlight in the night sky in the countryside was exceptionally bright, and Song Yu pointed to the reddish one, "This is Mars."

"Very vivid." Lezhishi commented on its Chinese name, and then took the initiative to say, "I want to know your zodiac sign, Scorpio."

Song Yu smiled, "It's more difficult to see with the naked eye."

"Forget it. Anyway, I checked, you really look like Scorpio." Le Zhishi continued to talk about the various characteristics of Scorpio, mysterious, energetic, and possessive.

"It's still sexy." He turned his face sideways and looked at Song Yu who was lying beside him.

Song Yu also looked at him and looked at him quietly for a while, "It's strange."

"What's weird?"

He stretched out a hand to stroke Le Zhishi's cheek, "With you, I always feel familiar at a certain moment, as if I have experienced it."

Le Zhishi felt the same way, so he opened his eyes slightly.

"Maybe it's a parallel universe." Lezhishi tried to give him an explanation, "Do you believe in the theory of multiple universes? Maybe in another universe, we also know it. Maybe I also confessed to you, saying that you are like a Scorpio... …"

He stared at the night sky, his regrets getting deeper and deeper, "Perhaps in that universe, I grew up with you. We eat together and go to school together, the first one we see when we wake up in the morning and before we go to bed The last people in the group are each other."

Song Yu also chuckled lightly.

That would be too happy.

He can have the childhood of Lezhishi, his vivid adolescence, and his future.

Le Zhishi moved closer to Song Yu and put his head on his shoulder, "I hope we in that universe are also happy."

"It must be." Song Yu's tone was determined.

Hydrangea exudes a very light fragrance, which makes Lezhishi who is lying on his back feel dizzy like drinking wine secretly. After a moment of silence, Song Yu suddenly turned around, his face covering the half of the starry sky in front of Le Zhishi's eyes, and his dark eyes were like a soft abyss.

"You said...that cosmic me, and this me now, who will kiss you first?"

Le Zhishi grabbed the blade of grass with his fingers and opened his eyes wide. He could feel that he was nervously grabbing the fragrant juice, his breathing was not smooth, and he even forgot to breathe.

He pinched Lezhishi's lower lip with his fingers, and flicked his soft lips with the thumb of his thumb, asking in a seductive tone.

"Do you want me to win once?"

Le Zhishi said yes with an agitated voice, and then closed his eyes.

A heart jumped out of his chest, as if to shrink to the size of a cherry, from the chest to the throat to the tip of the tongue, fed into Song Yu's mouth under mad love, crushed by his smooth tooth tips, grinded, and swallowed. So he belongs to this person completely.

In the boundless darkness, the blades of grass were brutally pressed down and rose again, like the hopes and longings of resurrection, cyclically.

"I like you, I like you so much." Le Zhishi seized every gap to confess his love to Song Yu, and he was sure that the same was true of himself in any universe. And Song Yu released the strongest possessiveness for him, and the bones and flesh and blood are closely dependent on each other.

As the night cooled, they went from lying down to sitting up to walking in the dark backyard, holding each other's hands.

"You are here to take a shower." Song Yu pointed out a hydrangea bush very accurately, "It's beautiful."

"These are the flowers I raised. Of course they are beautiful, and there are also snow mountain roses." Lezhishi was still very proud. He said, taking Song Yu away from here because he wanted to take him to see the flowers in the front yard. The proud work.

"I mean you." Song Yu is rare to be frank, he will never forget the day when Lezhishi looked back.

"Many times better than I thought."

Le Zhishi was easily nervous about what he said, "Well..." They walked through the house, so Le Zhishi lowered his voice, "It shows that your imagination is not rich enough."

"It's already very rich." Song Yu rubbed his fingers and walked to the front yard with him.

Le Zhishi stood still in front of the rose bush, looking sideways at him, "What did you think?"

Song Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you want to know whether it is during the day or at night?"

"I..." He quickly grasped Song Yu's hint this time.

"Your Chinese has improved."

"you……"

Song Yu stared at the snow-white rose and cut off his words again, "I heard Uncle Le say today that before you were born, my parents and your parents had an agreement, saying that if you are a girl, you will be married. give me."

"But I am a boy." Le Zhishi emphasized.

"No problem, you have been mine since the embryonic period." Song Yu smiled and asked Lezhi, "Are these flowers the wedding bouquets you planted for yourself?"

"Song Yu!" Le Zhishi was teased a little anxiously by him.

But the lover stretched out his hand unhurriedly, picked the most beautiful rose, folded it down, and removed the thorns on it.

Finally, don't be in the ears of Lezhishi.

In the moonlight, the lovers' faces are calmer and more beautiful than the full snow mountain roses. Song Yu couldn't help kissing his soft cheek, holding it like a treasure, and touching his smooth forehead with a gentle voice.

"I love you, Le Zhi Shi."

"In any universe, I love you."