Lovely Allergen

Time must not advance at a constant speed, at least somatosensory is not.

Lezhi, who was doing winter vacation physics homework, firmly believed in his own point of view. He didn’t know why a semester passed in confusion. For this reason, he even tried to check whether there were any scientists doing research in this area, but Lin Rong’s phone number Interrupted Lezhishi's first thesis research work that might have happened in his life.

"Yeah, yeah," Le Zhishi called and walked downstairs, "Brother Song Yu has gone to a cram school. I will take him there. I know the place."

Put down the phone, Lezhishi finds out the leash to wrap the marshmallow, and takes it to the pet clinic for physical examination.

"By the way, be a grooming marshmallow, your hair has grown so long recently." It was cold outside, and Le Zhishi was wrapped in a thick white down jacket. From a distance, one person and one dog are like two **** of cotton candy.

During winter vacations and weekends, the pet clinic was crowded. I saw a lot of cats, dogs, and even chinchillas at one time when I was Lezhi. I felt very satisfied, and I slapped them all over in my heart. The elder sister in the front led two large dogs alone, one Alaska and one golden retriever. When the Golden Retriever went to see the doctor, Alaska seemed to be very uncomfortable with the environment here, behaving very manic, the owner could hardly hold it, and could not take care of it.

"Excuse me, can you help me pull the rope? He may be scared. I will give him a hug."

"Oh, okay." Le Zhishi put down the cotton candy in her arms that she had been obediently watching the show. With the other hand, she helped her big sister grab the Alaskan traction rope. The first time she pulled Le Zhi from a large dog, she felt very strange, and Compared with Hiromi, who was holding his left hand, his right hand could not dominate at all, as if he had been strayed by a dog.

The hostess squatted down and stroked Alaska's head. A few minutes later, it calmed down a bit and stopped. Lezhi Shi let out a sigh of relief, sighing that she was still obedient to marshmallow, so she took out a dog treat from her pocket and prepared to reward Marshmallow, who knows that when he turned his head, he found that the end of the tow rope was empty and the marshmallow was gone.

Le Zhishi panicked, turned the small pet clinic upside down, and called his favorite snack in his hand. It was useless. He ran to the road again and looked around, but the marshmallow was still nowhere to be seen.

He wandered around there, and his first reaction after fruitless was to call Lin Rong, but Lin Rong seemed to be busy dealing with the purchase of imported ingredients and couldn’t get in touch. Song Yu's phone was reached.

After only one sound, Le Zhishi seemed to have found the savior. The first sentence almost made a cry, "Big Brother Song Yu, the cotton candy is gone."

Song Yu calmed him down and retelled the story after listening to Lezhi, thinking for a moment.

"Look separately. I will go home now. You are close to Yang and Qizhe. Go there and try."

Le Zhishi didn't know why Song Yu let him go to the restaurant to find cotton candy, but he still did. Before hanging up, he heard Song Yu say.

"Don't worry, you will find it."

My mood suddenly calmed down. Lezhishi packed the marshmallow snacks and drove to Yanghe Qizhe.

The restaurant is closed today. The courtyard was closed and there was no one outside. Le Zhishi was very disappointed. He ran sweating all over, took off the hat of the down jacket, looked around in a few alleys near the restaurant, and finally met Song Yu who got off a taxi at the intersection.

Song Yu wore the same down jacket as his style, bought by Lin Rong, just white and dark gray. Seeing that he was empty-handed, the disappointment on Lezhishi's face could not be hidden, and he bowed his head apologetically.

"The restaurant doesn't...sorry, I didn't take it seriously."

This dog was brought back by Song Yu. Strictly speaking, it was Song Yu's dog.

Le Zhishi was very sad, and knew that Song Yu must be very worried, so he ran out of the cram school directly.

But Song Yu didn't lose his temper as expected. He just put the hood on his back again, "Last time I walked it, it also broke free, and there was a problem with the towing rope."

The sweat on Lezhishi's forehead had been blown dry and it was cool. They stood at the intersection for a while. Song Yu said that he had returned home and looked along the road in the car, but he did not see it.

This makes Lezhishi even more sad.

"Let's take a look again." Song Yu walked towards the restaurant.

He followed Song Yu, no hope in his heart. He didn't feel it when he came out, but now he found that the weather was really cold, and the wind hung on his face like a soft blade, and got into his neck again.

He lowered his head, pulled the zipper higher, and followed Song Yu soullessly.

The alleys are filled with wind, and when I know, my mind is full of scenes of marshmallows living alone on the streets. The Chinese New Year is about to come. The cotton candy is so small that I didn't even wear a knitted vest today when I went out.

He began to consider the feasibility of asking for help on Weibo and distributing flyers all over the street.

Song Yu's footsteps suddenly stopped, causing Lezhi to bump into his back without stopping. "Ah, what's the matter?" He looked forward. In front of him was the gate of Yang and Qizhe, and there was a person standing at the door. Grandma, marshmallows are by her side.

Seeing Song Yu and Le Zhishi, Marshmallow ran over quickly. Lezhi Shi immediately squatted down and hugged him. His lost heart was like riding a roller coaster. He buried his face in the fur of Marshmallow. Where did you go? It scared me to death. I've already thought about the layout of the flyer."

Song Yu walked towards the grandmother and saw that she was about 60 years old, wearing a pearl necklace around her neck, dressed very decently, even grandly. She also stood up and smoothed the wrinkles on the thin wine-red coat with her leather-gloved hands, showing a kind smile.

"So this is your puppy." She has gray hair and speaks very slowly, "Are you here to eat too?"

Le Zhishi hugged the dog and looked at each other with Song Yu. Song Yu said to the old man, "You may have mistaken it. It is closed today."

The old woman’s face was confused and incompletely convinced, "Really? But I can't remember it wrong, my spouse made the reservation today."

Le Zhishi was also puzzled, "It's really closed today, and the boss isn't there. Grandma, did you remember it wrong?"

"No..." The old woman insisted that she was here for the appointment. When Le Zhishi saw her wearing thin clothes, it was so cold that standing there was no way. He touched Song Yu's arm, "Brother Song Yu, have you brought the key to the restaurant?"

Song Yu nodded, took out the keychain to find the restaurant key, and opened the door.

Le Zhishi went up to help the old lady, "Come in first, let me check the reservation form for you to see what went wrong."

They turned on the warm air in the restaurant and let the old lady sit down. Song Yu temporarily boiled the pot of boiling water, turned on the computer at the front desk when Lezhi, and found the reservation form. They used to come to the restaurant to help, and they knew the process.

Boiling water is poured into the transparent teapot, and the aroma of black tea is instantly stimulated by the heat. Song Yu brought the hot tea to the old lady.

"thank you."

He returned to Le Zhishi, "Did you find it?"

Le Zhishi raised his eyes, shook his head at him, and whispered: "There is really no reservation today." He looked at the old lady, and saw her looking at the door expectantly, as if she was really waiting for someone. Le Zhishi couldn't help asking: "Grandma, it's not easy to check here. Can you tell me the name of your lover? Or the phone is fine."

The old lady looked at them and opened her mouth with a smile, but suddenly, she seemed to be stuck, her smile was gradually replaced by a confused look, "My lover's name..." She frowned, lowered her head to think. "first name……"

Song Yu stared at the old man, not feeling right.

"What month and date is today, do you remember?"

"I..." The old man thought for a while, his brows loosened, and a smile appeared again, "November 21 is the silver wedding anniversary of my love and me. Today, we are here to celebrate the anniversary. "

November...but now it's the Chinese New Year. No wonder I was so thinly dressed, I remembered the wrong days.

Le Zhishi looked at Song Yu again and said quietly: "Brother Song Yu, is she..."

Song Yu nodded, "Well, Alzheimer's."

This is troublesome, Lezhishi thought to herself, this old lady can't remember the day, and she might have gone to the wrong store. Now that the people are lost, the family don't know how anxious they are, but they don't even have a name or contact information.

"Call the police." Song Yu said.

These words were not loud, but they were impartial and were heard by the old lady. She was emotionally upset, as if she was very resistant, "Call the police? Why call the police? I just want to eat a meal."

Le Zhishi wanted to explain, "Grandma, you..."

"Can I order food first?" The old man looked at them with anticipation in his eyes. "I think my love may be delayed, but I will be back soon."

Le Zhishi looked at her expression and couldn't bear to tell the truth. Now it’s almost dinner time, and he took a breath, "Then what do you want to eat? There are only two of us in the restaurant today, maybe we can’t do much."

The old lady smiled kindly, "It's okay, it's simple, he likes eating your pearl **** the most."

"what about others?"

"other……"

Seeing that the old lady was in the chaos of memory again, Le Zhishi had to write it down for her first, "Then let's take a look." He ran to check it, and there happened to be glutinous rice and meat. At his request, Song Yu was inexplicably successful. Temporary chef, was pushed into the kitchen.

Le Zhishi used the strength to coax big cats, beat his back and squeezed his shoulders and took the initiative to put on an apron. Although Song Yu looked reluctant, he did not refuse him in front of his grandmother in the end.

He came out of the kitchen and saw the old lady looking out the door with a disappointed expression.

"He will definitely come, wait a minute."

The old lady stared at the serious expression on Lezhishi's face, and suddenly smiled, "You look better than when you were a kid." Then, she glanced toward the kitchen, "So does your brother." She added. In one sentence, "You used to be like a doll."

Le Zhishi was suddenly stunned. There is indeed a big problem with her memory. When she met at the door, the old lady clearly didn't know them, but now she can remember how they were when they were young.

Did she really come here.

"Do you remember which year you got married?" Le Zhishi asked.

The old lady tried very hard to remember, but still shook her head.

"This way..." Le Zhishi didn't give up. He checked the time of the silver wedding on Baidu. It was the 25th anniversary of the wedding. The old lady looked at her about 60 years old. If she was married in her twenties, she had been here in her 50s. Yang and Qizhe. About ten years ago...

It was about the time to open the shop, and they were both very young indeed. However, in the first two years of opening the store, the management here was not perfect and there were not many customers. The reservations were manually written in a notebook without electronic records.

Lezhishi rummaged around for the keys, and finally found the key to the cabinet where the old booking books were stored in a drawer at the front desk. He squatted on the ground and took out the ashesed books. One book a year, he turned it over carefully, his face was grayed, and he coughed.

Song Yu suddenly walked out and poured himself a glass of water.

"It's done?" Lezhishi raised his head, his face flushed with cough.

"It's steamed." Song Yu asked, "What are you doing?"

"This grandma celebrated the anniversary in our store that year. I would like to look through the booking records of the first few years when the store opened. Just look at the one on November 21. There are not many customers every day, so I should be able to find the contact information of his lover. "Speaking of this, Le Zhishi frowned suddenly, "Ah, will it be so many years later that the number has changed?"

Song Yu shook his head, "Probably not, after all, his wife is a patient with Alzheimer's disease."

Le Zhishi took a reassurance pill and wanted to continue, but was sent away by Song Yu, "You go with her."

"You go, I'll find it." Le Zhishi said.

"I do not want to talk."

When I heard this, Lezhishi naturally assumed responsibility for foreign work and talked to her grandmother. She didn't remember anything, but I couldn't tell what it felt like when I took a mouthful of my lover. Lezhishi was a little sad, not just sad.

"Lezhishi."

When called by Song Yu, Le Zhishi rushed over immediately.

"Call one by one." Song Yu spread out the book and pointed at the ones with the red circles on them. Le Zhishi sat down and, as Song Yu said, called the guests who had made reservations one by one.

"Hello, is it Mr. Wang? I'm sorry to bother you, do you have any missing family members... I'm sorry, maybe we made a mistake and interrupted."

"Is it Mr. Li? Hello..."

After dialing the phone, Le Zhishi became skeptical about the feasibility of this method. He drew a cross behind the phones one by one, and he looked up and saw that the old lady was still waiting. Even the cotton candy was taken by her and sat down by the floor-to-ceiling window. Before, wagging his little furry tail, it seemed to be waiting for someone.

One hour later, Lezhi hours counted, "There are only two."

Song Yu nodded, he still wanted to try when he knew Lezhi, but he stood beside him without stopping.

Le Zhishi sorted out his emotions and made the call again. The call was in a conversation at first, he waited for a while, and finally decided to call the next one first.

The last call was answered quickly, and the other party's voice sounded very young, but like the previous guests, they had no family members lost, and they did not know any patients with Alzheimer's disease. There was a great disappointment in Le Zhishi's heart. He wanted to lie down on the desk at the front desk, and was afraid of staining his white down jacket, so he leaned his forehead against Song Yu's arm.

Song Yu understood his current mood and raised his hand to touch his hair. At this moment, the phone at the front desk suddenly rang, and Lezhi immediately raised his head to answer the call.

"Hello."

The opposite seemed to be more anxious than him, panting, Le Zhishi asked with the last hope, and she got the answer she wanted to hear.

"Yes, it's me."

Le Zhishi looked up at Song Yu with excitement and smiled, "Okay, then I'll wait for you here, eh!"

Putting down the phone, Lezhi later realized that the voice on the other side was familiar, but he couldn't respond all of a sudden. Marshmallow ran over and scratched his leg, picked him up when Lezhi, walked slowly around the restaurant, by the way, watching the old lady's expression with his side.

The other party seemed tireless, still looking expectantly.

When the pearl **** were steamed, the old lady and others finally arrived. Seeing the person who opened the courtyard door through the glass door, Lezhi Shi was stunned, and he turned out to be a frequent visitor to their store, Professor Zhang.

Professor Zhang came eagerly and quickly. When Lezhishi sees him, he is always funny and kind, and he has never been so eager to panic.

"Mae." He opened the door and came in, what seemed to be the old lady's name.

Just when Lezhishi thought the dust had fallen, and stepped over Song Yu very happily, the old lady raised her head, her eyes questioningly asked: "Are you...?"

Song Yu looked at them and lowered his eyes. He had anticipated the scene before him. Ke Le Zhishi did not understand, he frowned, his expression even more sad than Professor Zhang.

"Lele, Xiaoyu, it really caused you trouble." Compared to persuading the old lady, Professor Zhang greeted them the first time. Song Yu shook his head, please don't care.

When Le Zhishi saw Grandpa Zhang opened a bag he was carrying, it contained the short cotton jacket, scarf and hat he had brought. "You wear so little to go out, what if you get sick when you are too old." He opened his coat to himself. His wife put it on, but was rejected by his wife.

"Who are you, I don't know you."

"Grandma, he is your lover." Le Zhishi couldn't help stepping forward, "Don't you remember him?"

Grandpa Zhang smiled at Lezhi, "It's okay Lele, I'm used to it." As he said, he took out an old photo from the side of the bag, which was their wedding photo when they were young, and the other one was after them "Mayin, take a look. This was taken by the two of us. At that time, there was no wedding dress, and you were not happy. You wore a white skirt."

He counted the two people's past one by one, patiently repairing these memories, the old lady was not so resistant, listening suspiciously, and gradually becoming serious, and willing to let him wear a scarf and a hat for herself.

In the end, she seemed to remember, but kept complaining that Professor Zhang came too late and made her wait. Professor Zhang apologized over and over again and promised that he would not be late for the next appointment.

Grandma’s face is full of love, "I bought your favorite pearl balls, we will eat it before leaving."

Professor Zhang looked at Le Zhishi and Song Yu, smiled and coaxed her, "We pack, go home to eat, and the restaurant is about to close."

It was getting dark in a blink of an eye, and the street lights were lit up. The dim alley was covered with a warm yellow light, and Le Zhishi and Song Yu stood together in front of the courtyard of Yang and Qizhe to send two elderly people away.

"Fortunately for you, today there was a former student who came to me for something. After a while, she ran out on her own." Professor Zhang's eyes were a little red, and his hand was holding his wife's hand. "In fact, I usually give it to her. Wearing arranged clothes, I usually have my contact information in my jacket pocket, just for fear that this will happen. I don’t know what happened, my wife actually changed other clothes by herself."

Le Zhishi stared at the old lady, thinking of the look she was expecting.

It is to celebrate the anniversary with the one you love the most, so you can change into your usual clothes and dress up carefully.

Professor Zhang patted Le Zhishi's arm and looked at Song Yu and said, "It's getting late, you two should go home quickly, don't worry your mother. I'm definitely going to visit you another day, so thank you very much."

Song Yu, who had been silent for a long time, also spoke at this time: "Don't take it to your heart." Le Zhishi leaned against Song Yu, nodded and smiled: "Well, Grandpa Zhang, go back soon, the pearl **** are going to be cold."

Speaking of pearl balls, the old lady had a complaint again, "Yeah, you made me wait for so long. Every time I meet, I'm late, and I didn't have any flowers to give me."

"Oh, I'm not..."

flower?

Le Zhishi suddenly said: "Yes, he brought it." After saying that, he turned around and ran back to the dining room, and after a while he came out again, leaning against Professor Zhang with his back hand, and secretly stuffing him with what was in his hand. Song Yu glanced at him and did not speak very cooperatively.

Professor Zhang stretched out his hand, and there was a daffodil blooming just right on the slender flower stem.

"Grandpa Zhang prepared this for you."

"It's so beautiful." Although there is only one, the old lady's face is filled with invisible happiness. She took the flower and cherished it in her hand. After saying goodbye again and again, the two staggered and cuddled away.

There was a gust of wind, Le Zhishi shrank his neck with cold, looking from a distance, the two figures became blurred in the light of the city. The tip of his nose was sour, it felt like it was cold, but the sourness dripped into his heart again.

Standing in the doorway, alley, winter night, Yang He Qizhe's courtyard gate, the light diffused under the street lamp, this scene is familiar to Song Yu, he looked at the opposite wall in a daze.

"I don't want to forget you." Le Zhishi suddenly said.

Song Yu turned his face, his eyes were very complicated, as if confused, and as if he thought he had heard something wrong.

A street lamp above his head shed light and caged Lezhishi's face in. The soft brown hair was golden, his nose and cheeks were red with cold, and his eyes were so bright.

"Brother Xiaoyu, I don't want to forget you." He looked at Song Yu's eyes.

After a shock for two seconds, Song Yu rolled his face away.

"What silly thing to say."

Le Zhishi knew that this was an unfounded silly remark, so he didn't refute it. He felt sad just seeing the old lady. He has no lover and does not understand how it feels to forget his lover. But he tried to substitute himself, imagining how it would feel to forget Uncle Song and Aunt Rong one day.

He even imagined how he had forgotten Song Yu's feeling.

His heart was a bit tingling, and it seemed to be gripped fiercely and couldn't let go.

"I won't forget you." Le Zhishi said again.

Just before he spoke, Song Yu was also thinking. The forgotten person or the forgotten person, which one is more painful. If he can choose, which one does he do.

Unable to think of the answer, he took off his scarf and threw it on Lezhishi.

"You have almost forgotten everything when you were a kid."

"I remember a lot, but only a small part of what I have forgotten. I remember all the important things." As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach screamed, showing that his previous words were not solemn at all.

Song Yu put both hands in his trouser pockets, turned around and went into the yard, "Something to eat."

"Anything to eat?" Lezhishi followed quickly.

"Pearl balls." Song Yu said, "I steamed one more."

"Really?!"

As soon as he opened the door of the restaurant, Marshmallow galloped out, stood up and scratched his leg. Le Zhishi picked him up again and shook him, "Little thing, although you are not good and slipped by yourself, you made a great contribution today and let us find the lost grandmother, so I won't punish you today. "

"Oh!" Marshmallow yelled in his arms.

"That's right." Le Zhishi hugged the marshmallow and asked in confusion, "Brother, when the marshmallow was missing, how did you suddenly think it might be here?"

Song Yu came out of the back kitchen and put the warm pearl **** on the table. He looked up and then lowered his eyes, "I found the cotton candy at the entrance of the restaurant."

Le Zhishi looked at Marshmallow, and the dog tilted his head at him.

"When? I don't know."

"You were in the third grade of elementary school when you went to Hainan to participate in the winter camp."

Le Zhishi recalled, "Yes, that was the time I saw cotton candy at home after I came back." At that time, he asked where the puppy came from. Song Yu only said that he picked it up, and didn't say too much.

Song Yu poured a cup of hot water and held the wall of the cup with his hand, "The day I picked him up was also at night. It was cold. It was shrunk at the root of the wall at the entrance of the courtyard. It was small and dirty, but his eyes were bright.

At that time, he didn't realize that he was so kind-hearted and picked up a puppy, but he knew that he would be responsible if he picked it up.

When Lezhi came back from Hainan, I saw the puppy's ecstatic expression and embraced him in surprise. Those shiny eyes gave Song Yu the answer.

"It turned out to be so, really good. The marshmallows are pretty memorable. I know where I am from." Le Zhishi held the marshmallows and stuffed a pearl ball, sticky glutinous rice and elastic meatballs. Eat together, the deliciousness doubles. He chewed earnestly, his eyes were empty, he glanced at the front desk messed up by them, and looked at the notebook that recorded the history of the restaurant.

Swallowing, he sighed: "That kind of illness is terrible. I really want to remember, but I forgot my favorite person, his looks, and his name."

When Song Yu stared at Lezhi, under the ceiling light of the restaurant, his silhouette became softer and more ignorant.

He opened his mouth, his voice still dull and cold, and what he said was realistic.

"Even if you don't have such a disease, memory is not controllable. Not forgetting does not mean that there will be no emotional changes. You may remember the existence of this person after a long time, but his position in your heart is different. This This ending is more tragic than Alzheimer’s passive forgetting."

Interpersonal relationships are sensitive and fragile. Everyone is walking forward, walking in all directions, everyone is a ant in a hurry, losing contact in the busy. That's why Song Yu hates to build deep interpersonal relationships, save effort, and avoid risks in advance.

"In this world, people really get separated too easily."

Go away.

Song Yu's words are a bit profound to Le Zhishi, he seems to understand but not understand, and produces a very vague sadness. He thought of the feeling of losing the cotton candy, thought of the grandma standing at the door of Yang and Qizhe dumbly waiting for the date, sighed like an adult, and the exhaled white mist covered his eyes again.

Seeing him like this, Song Yu actually wanted to laugh a little, he wanted to say eat quickly, don't think about it, but he didn't have time to speak.

"We won't go away." Le Zhishi's empty eyes gathered on him, very sure.

Song Yu looked at him and was silent for a moment, which means a negative attitude, which is very clear when Lezhi, so he said: "If I get separated, I will definitely try to find you."

His expression is so serious, as if it is true, it is beyond doubt.

"No need to."

Song Yu refused decisively, frustrating Le Zhishi's heart. But the next second, he heard the follow-up again.

"Your sense of direction is too bad." Song Yu clipped him another ball and looked at his ignorant eyes.

"Just stand there and wait for me."