Lovely Allergen

The red line of the entrance examination is in front, whether it is the third year of junior high school or the third year of high school, they have lived a life close to practice. Because Song Yu is opposite, Le Zhishi stays in the study room on the fifth floor every day to review until late at night, and waits until Song Yu to study later in the evening, and then go home with his brother.

"Go to Beijing for training?" The bike's trajectory twisted. When Lezhi, he immediately held the handle firmly and kept his balance. "When?"

"acquired."

"So fast!? Going to leave the day after tomorrow?"

"Ok."

"Then...How long does the Olympiad training take?" Lezhishi tried to cover up his depressed mood as much as possible.

"One month." After Song Yu finished speaking, he opened his mouth again. Lezhishi thought he had something to say, but until they got home, there was nothing to follow.

On the morning when the trainees gathered at the school gate to take the bus to Beijing, Lezhishi was in English class and could not send Song Yu. After class, he lay down and watched by the window for a long time. The school gate was empty and there was nothing.

The Olympiad training team only selects a few people, and Peiya only has two, one of which is Song Yu.

Jiang Yufan leaned over and bumped him on the shoulder, "Hey, I heard that your brother was selected to participate in the Olympiad training team. They all said that the election can be recommended to T, is it true?"

"I don't know." Lezhishi said in a daze, lying on his stomach.

One month is not too long.

He convinced himself in his heart.

The bus was distributed by the Education Bureau. It started from Peiya and stopped at Jingjian High School. Two more people came up. Song Yu, who was by the window, wore headphones and closed his eyes, but was suddenly patted on the shoulder by a person and opened his eyes.

"Yo!"

The smile and Xiaohuya are super dazzling.

Song Yu took off a headset, looked up at Xia Zhixu, hooked his mouth and said nothing. Xia Zhixu put his luggage aside, sat in the empty seat beside him, shook his arms and squeezed his legs, "I'm exhausted. I knew I would eat more in the morning."

"Who asked you to bring so many."

"Not my mother yet."

Sure enough, mothers all over the world are the same.

"I'm going to enter the camp. I heard that the thief is very strict." After Xia Zhixu finished speaking, he looked at Song Yu next to him and sighed, "Fortunately, you are here. lonely."

Song Yu's fingers played with the wireless earphones, "It's useless to have me, right."

Such overtones made Xia Zhixu very guilty, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Oh." Song Yu raised an eyebrow.

"Oh what? You weird fellow."

The life of the training team is more difficult than that of the third year. The amount of questions and training intensity are many times that of usual. High-intensity and high-pressure training allows students to grow quickly and consume energy.

I would send Song Yu a message every night at ten o’clock when I was happy, but the nature of chatting with others was very different. For example, my mother would often post, "What do you eat at night? Did you sleep well? Are you tired?" Questions like this, and then Waiting for Song Yu to answer.

But Lezhishi is not. He always outputs unilaterally without feedback. Sometimes he would post a small fish-shaped cloud he took on the way to school, his high-scoring test paper photos, and hand animation on the scores with glowing special effects, as well as a certain brand of soda that he drank.

Song Yu didn't reply in the first three days. When I first went there, the teachers of the training team were very strict. Mobile phones were not allowed to be carried on the body. They could only be kept in the dormitory. Song Yu always saw the message after a long delay, and then thinking about replying, it seemed to happen again. Out of a kind of embarrassment of not being punctual.

But on the fourth day, he returned.

He was so tired that night, he returned to the dormitory at 11:30 and turned on the phone while lying on the bed. He didn’t receive a message from Lezhishi. He accidentally fell asleep while holding the phone, and was awakened again after some time. , Frowned and opened a glance.

[Le Zhishi: Share pictures]

His vision was blurred, and the small picture was white and white. He forced his sleepiness and clicked on the photo to identify it, only to realize that it was Lezhishi's arm with a small rash on it.

Song Yu woke up all of a sudden.

[Brother Xiaoyu: What's the matter with you? ]

The other party responded almost in seconds, with a voice, "Today Jiang Yufan bought the new oden from the school's small supermarket. I only ate a few meatballs. As a result, these unscrupulous merchants put a lot of flour in it." His voice was a little bit. Angry.

Soon, Le Zhishi sent a second message, with a weak tone, "I didn't mean it. The meatballs were white and they looked delicious. I thought they would be the same pure fish meatballs at home."

After the phone call, Xia Zhixu returned to the room and saw Song Yu sitting on the side of the bed uncharacteristically, typing fast with his mobile phone, and was very surprised.

This guy usually does not save enough energy, except that his actions are sleeping, he is simply a robot.

But sometimes Song Yu is also very strange. For example, when he eats in the training canteen, he always bows his head without saying a word, and then leaves after eating. But yesterday, when One Piece was put on the big screen in the canteen, he actually looked up and looked up. A few minutes.

It's really interesting, it turns out that Bingshan's heart is still a hot-blooded two-dimensional boy.

Song Yu didn't notice that the temporary roommate came back, quickly finished editing, and clicked send.

[Brother Xiaoyu: I have said many times that you can avoid eating outside things as much as possible. Wheat is a common allergen that is difficult to avoid. Don’t you know when it’s so big? ]

[Le Zhishi: I know]

He sent a crying emoticon pack of dogs.

Xia Zhixu wiped her hair indiscriminately, and sat down on the opposite bed to complain about Song Yu, "You are still chatting. It's amazing. I thought you were practicing in retreat. I didn't expect that there are friends who can let you sit up and chat. "

The three words "sit up" were deliberately bitten by Xia Zhixu.

Song Yu's eyes moved away from the screen of the phone, without even looking at Xia Zhixu, not to be outdone: "It can't be compared to you. It takes an hour to make a phone call. You have to report the name of the dish every day for dinner. Why, fall in love? ?"

Xia Zhixu just took a sip of water from the cup and almost didn't squirt it out.

This guy is so aggressive...

"Who, who is in love! How can I be in love?"

"What a guilty conscience."

The phone shook again, and Song Yu lowered his head to unlock.

[Le Zhishi: Brother Song Yu, I miss you]

"You have a guilty conscience, my heart is very real." Xia Zhixu turned off the lamp and lay down on his side, "sleeping."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he discovered that in the dark, Song Yu was staring at the phone screen in a daze, with subtle changes in his expression.

He even began to wonder if he had read it wrong.

Xia Zhixu wrapped his own quilt and stared at Song Yu, "Hey, are you smiling? It's so crippled."

The lock screen came faster than the answer, and the last light source in the room disappeared instantly.

"You are wrong." Song Yu denied.

"Impossible, I just saw your eyes smile, a wonder of the ages!"

"You talk a lot."

"I'm a normal voice, ah, I know, you just took the initiative, you are the right person to fall in love?"

"No." Song Yu was very decisive.

Xia Zhixu felt that something was not right, but felt that the problem might get him in, so he turned around and blinked at the pitch-black ceiling, "Okay, I didn't either."

In the darkness, he heard Song Yu's voice again.

"Xia Zhixu."

"Ok?"

"No one tells you, are you sometimes stupid not like a top student?"

Xia Zhixu: "..."

Since that day, Lezhishi will receive Song Yu's reply every day, so he will wait no matter how late it is. I don't dare to turn on the Do Not Disturb mode when I am sleeping, for fear of missing a message.

In the past, Lezhishi was always afraid of being awakened by mobile phone messages in his sleep, but now as long as he vibrates, he will wake up no matter how confused he is and check the phone.

It’s just that sometimes, it’s harassing text messages from insurance companies or stocks and securities.

Seeing a photo of a fight between oranges and marshmallows sent by Le Zhishi, Song Yu would reply with a question mark. When he saw the photo of supper, he would end with a rejection of the late night newspaper. Sometimes he would post questions that he would not know. After a few minutes, he would Receive a photo with the process of solving the problem.

Le Zhishi felt that Song Yu was actually a tree-hole robot, but it was smarter. He shared his daily routines to get a simple reply or comment. When he encounters a problem, he can also get answers.

This is very good. Maybe he is also a lonely little robot himself. He needs to complete daily interactive tasks with Song Yu and get a little emotional point.

Then they will not have program bugs, and their lives can continue to run.

"Are you too clingy to your brother." There are a lot of people in the canteen. Jiang Yufan sat next to Lezhishi, staring at his editing hand, "They will be over right away."

Le Zhishi just edited these four words [I tell you]. Hearing Jiang Yufan's words, he suddenly froze, turned his head and asked Jiang Yufan, "Really?"

Jiang Yufan chatted across the server, "Yes, isn't it ten days? I will do it for you."

"No." Lezhishi asked again, "Do you really think I'm too clingy?"

"Oh, this, a little bit." Jiang Yufan took a bite of fried noodles, and did not take what he said to his heart, his attention quickly shifted, "The name is fried pork fried noodles, where did the pork go? The cafeteria really pit."

Le Zhishi was not in the mood to pay attention to the quality of the dishes in the school cafeteria, but he had a new understanding of his stickiness, and became panicked about it. So that he originally wanted to delete the words in his edit box, but accidentally clicked send.

[Le Zhishi: Let me tell you]

After he saw it, he was busy trying to withdraw, but he didn't expect a new message to pop up in the dialog box.

[Brother Xiaoyu: Hmm]

So fast... Lezhishi thought for a long time. On the one hand, he forgot what he was going to say. On the other hand, he felt that it was really disturbing to talk to his brother all the time. He said that he had a short sleep time.

So Le Zhishi finally replied that it was nothing.

After a few seconds, the phone shook again.

[Brother Xiaoyu:? ]

[Brother Xiaoyu: Then why do you send it? ]

For the first time, Le Zhishi felt that Song Yu was actually not as busy as he said. He saw Song Yu's question, his first reaction was very simple, so he edited a sentence without too much emotion.

[Le Zhishi: Is there nothing I can’t post? ]

After sending it out, he read it by himself. It didn't seem to be right, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. After staring at Pin for a long time, Lezhishi finally asked Jiang Yufan for help.

Jiang Yufan squinted his eyes and came over and laughed, "Why are you like an angry little daughter-in-law, still \'Is it okay to send?\'" He said in a very exaggerated tone, "Just your brother's temper, You dare."

That was the case, no wonder he felt awkward, there was emotional ambiguity in this sentence. If he asked it face-to-face, he would definitely not be made up for Jiang Yufan's tone just now.

He was about to explain to him, but Song Yu didn't expect Song Yu to return.

[Brother Xiaoyu: Yes. ]

can?

This is already very weird. What's even more strange is that he saw "The other party is editing..." displayed on Song Yu's dialog box. After waiting for a long time, he didn't receive any new ones, and he had to doubt Song Yu when he knew it. I was writing a small composition to teach him, and I was anxious.

Just when they left the canteen and were about to go back to study in the evening, Lezhishi finally received the news before shutting down.

[Brother Xiaoyu: You can call me after 10:15 in the evening. At that time, my training will end. ]

[Brother Xiaoyu: If you want. ]

Xia Zhixu walked over with the dinner plate and saw Song Yu staring at the phone. He thought he would never bring the phone out. After all, only the cafeteria and dormitory had signals.

He squatted and put the dinner plate on the table. Song Yu raised his head. Although the ups and downs of his expression were very slight, Xia Zhixu was able to taste the little taste, "Tsk tsk, look at your captured expression."

Song Yu buckled her phone upside down on the table, and ate wontons by herself. "Are you bored enough to use facial expression analysis as entertainment?"

"I can actually force you to say such a long sentence." Xia Zhixu laughed, Xiao Huya was a little arrogant, "I'm too curious, who can make you so keen on chatting, don't tell me that you have facial paralysis. The addiction to online dating is good."

"No chat." Song Yu denied, "Just watch the news on Weibo."

As soon as the voice fell, his mobile phone suddenly turned on a crazy information output mode, one after another, and the whole table was eager to vibrate along with it.

It simply comes with a disassembly function.

With an expression that I am not embarrassed, Song Yu calmly picked up the phone and opened WeChat.

[Le Zhishi: Really? ! ]

[Le Zhishi: I want to call! ! Especially want! ! ! ! ]

[Le Zhishi: Is it okay tonight, brother? I want to call today!]

[Le Zhishi: Can you play every day? I promise to only speak for a short while, and I will never disturb you! ]

[Le Zhishi: Please [Poor Puppy Emoji·jpg]]

Xia Zhixu couldn't help but laugh, "What's the matter on your Weibo, and the push message is so exaggerated, isn't it another big celebrity who bravely opened up the relationship?" He took out his phone, "I also read it." Look at it."

Song Yu felt the blue veins in his temples jump.

He regrets now, and regrets that he can call to divert attention in order not to make Lezhishi angry.

"No kidding," Xia Zhixu put down his phone and took a bite of noodles. "You can go back quickly."

The phone shook again, and he took the opportunity to joke, "Look, let's get anxious."

Song Yu didn't intend to talk too much to Xia Zhixu, and looked down at the news.

[Le Zhishi: Brother Song Yu, are you resting now? Can I make a call for one minute? I really want to hear your voice now. ]

Xia Zhixu watched Song Yu, who picked up the phone before finishing eating the wontons and went outside the canteen. After a while, as if he knew the secret of heaven, he sent a message to Xu Qichen, who was far away quiet and thrifty.

[Zhi Xu: Let me tell you, Song Yu is definitely engaged in online dating! ]

The author has something to say: I received this sentence-[Lezhishi: Is there nothing I can’t send? ]

Xiaoyu's heart: Is this angry? Absolutely angry, right? Definitely, I made my brother angry.

Xia Zhixu: What are you doing with this facial paralysis?