Lovely Allergen

Le Zhishi suspected that when he asked for the amulet, someone asked for rain.

In June in Jiangcheng, the rainfall is even calculated by using East Lake as a unit of measurement. Locals will only say that there were a few more East Lakes today. According to Le Zhishi's visual inspection, he conservatively estimated that he scored six for the college entrance examination in the past two days. Six is ​​a good number, my brother must have good luck in the college entrance examination.

The test site where Song Yu was located was very low, flooded into one, and the sunken playground was almost a lake. Le Zhishi sat in Lin Rong's car, facing the time, there were less than five minutes left.

The rain dripped down the car window glass. When I was happy to know, I couldn’t see the outside clearly. I secretly rolled the car window down a bit. The parents holding the umbrella blocked the school door. The rain poured in from the gap in the car window and got wet. Zhishi's hair.

It didn't take long before he saw a tall figure holding an umbrella, coming out of the crowded parents and walking towards them.

"Brother is out." Le Zhishi opened the car door as soon as he finished speaking and waved to Song Yu. The heavy rain went straight into the car, and Le Zhishi, who was only wearing short sleeves, shivered.

Song Yu's pace was obviously faster, he leaned into the car, closed the door, and locked the rain out.

The seat was filled with Le Zhishi's review materials, and he hurriedly cleaned it up to make room for Song Yu.

"Your father is still in a meeting." Lin Rong took out a neatly folded dry towel from a big tote bag, turned it over and handed it to Song Yu, "Will meet us at the dinner place later, what do you want to eat?" I asked, but I also knew that Song Yu could only say casually.

Song Yu put the drenched umbrella at his feet, "Crayfish."

Le Zhishi was happier than anyone else, "I want to eat crayfish too."

Lin Rong was still a bit surprised. He didn't expect that he would want to eat this. "Okay, then I'll tell your dad."

They drove to the restaurant. It rained harder and thundered. Le Zhishi’s fear of thunder is entirely a physiological reaction. He couldn’t help trembling just after the noise. This habit was fine when he was a child. It always embarrassed him when he grew up, so he tried his best to hold back and not let himself. trembling. Everyone was chatting in the car, but because they were too scared when Lezhi, they already got out of the topic automatically.

Song Yu noticed that, took out the bag for the exam, put it between them, and whispered, "What you gave me is very useful."

Le Zhishi's attention was quickly diverted. He turned to look at Song Yu's face and asked in a low voice, "Really? Did you do well in the exam?"

Song Yu nodded.

Le Zhishi quickly became happy, but he didn't feel happy for too long. When a thunder struck down, he trembled again, and his voice was a little trembling, "Great..."

Song Yu thought he was a little cute like this, lowered his eyes and leaned on the back of the seat.

Le Zhishi found a headset that could completely cover his ears, and played rock music. Then he picked up the big bag he placed in the corner and put it on the left side of the seat. He turned half of his body around, and turned the whole person in. Find.

He first found a small purple bento box, turned it around and put it directly on Song Yu's lap, then quickly turned it around, took out a bottle of soda, and handed it to Song Yu.

He kept moving and didn't speak, as if he were a busy mime actor. Song Yu opened the lid of the bento box. Inside were sliced ​​mangoes, strawberries, and peeled grapes and lychees. A little golden syrup was poured on it, which looked bright and delicious.

Le Zhishi turned his face and gave him a fork. There was loud music in his earphones, but he seemed to forget that the other party could hear him, so he only made the gesture of cutting fruits, and finally pointed at himself.

Waiting for the traffic lights, Lin Rong happened to see them divide the fruit, "It was just made by Lele, but if you look carefully, the grape seeds are all removed."

Song Yu ate a grape, which was very sweet. Le Zhishi also took a small fork, put a piece of mango into his mouth, and another piece of lychee, leaning forward, and handing it to Lin Rong's mouth.

The three people divided a small box of fruit, and in the end they ate the most when Lezhi, so that when he was seated in the restaurant, he began to worry about his appetite. Song Jin came when he was serving the first cold dish. The shirt on his body was a little wet, and he was here at first sight. Lin Rong thoughtfully took out the silk kerchief in his bag and wiped him.

When the crayfish came up, Le Zhishi suddenly remembered that his elder brother was eating shrimps after the high school entrance exam, which made him develop something similar to ritual, and he felt better.

He was expecting Song Yu to peel the shrimp for him as he did three years ago, but because of the role of a mother like Lin Rong, Lezhishi's shrimp supply was not problematic, and he couldn't wait for Song Yu to peel the shrimp.

Everyone is not too worried about Song Yu’s performance. At the table, he is planning a family trip after Lezhishi’s exam. Song Jin suggests going to Europe, but Lin Rong prefers to go to Egypt. The two people each enumerate their benefits and let Song Yu. However, Song Yu said that he wanted to go to Japan.

Le Zhishi stuffed a small plum-stained tomato in his mouth and took a bite to burst the juice. Hearing Song Yu's suggestion, it felt the same way.

He nodded and swallowed the tomatoes, "I want to go to Japan too. I want to go to Akihabara."

Whatever cultural heritage and beautiful scenery, in Song's family, they are not able to keep up with the two little ones. They are very willing to finalize the location, and Song Jin called the assistant to arrange the itinerary and book the air ticket and hotel. The family discussed the travel plan enthusiastically, and only Song Yu, who proposed the location, remained silent.

They didn't stay outside for too long after eating, after all, they had to review the exam when they were Lezhi. Back at home, Le Zhishi reviewed the wrong question until 12 o'clock, and fell asleep. The phone vibrated twice and woke him up. After rubbing his eyes, it was Jiang Yufan who sent him a question and asked him what to do.

Coincidentally, Le Zhishi just saw a question type similar to this one. He quickly turned to the page of the wrong question book and took a photo of it and sent it to him.

The class group had been very lively before, and I didn't participate when I was Lezhi. Now I clicked in by the way, and I turned through the chat records to find out that everyone was making noise. The cause was that a girl from Class 7 gave her nameplate to a boy in their class. When she was seen by her classmates, she joked with them in the group, saying that the boy had dropped out.

[I heard you two are childhood sweethearts? Live in the right door? ]

[Completely the plot of the novel]

[When will it be my turn for sweet puppy love...]

Le Zhishi was a little puzzled, so he quit and asked Jiang Yufan.

[LeLe: What happened to the nameplate? ]

Jiang Yufan didn't answer the question in a second when he said the question. He thought he was asleep, but he didn't expect to get excited when he said this.

[Fanzi: Isn't his name written on the nameplate? Anyway, in our school, starting very early, when you graduate, giving the nameplate to a person means that that person is very important. Some people ask for it. It is the best to get it. If the other party refuses to give the nameplate, it means I don't like you at all."]

It turns out that Peia still has such a custom. Le Zhishi stared at the screen for a while, and asked a question that Jiang Yufan found strange.

[Can a boy give it to a boy? ]

After a while, Jiang Yufan replied, [There is no rule not to be allowed. Why, don't you want to give it to me, don't give me such a precious thing, a basketball is enough. ]

Le Zhishi was amused by him, and returned an emoticon.

He was still a little sleepy and wanted to drink some ice, so he went downstairs alone.

It was too late, and the downstairs was dark. He was too lazy to turn on the lights, touched the kitchen along the wall, opened the refrigerator, took out iced kiwi juice from it, drank a glass, sour and sour, it made his brains shake. The shock. He poured another glass and carried it upstairs.

Song Yu's bedroom door was always tightly closed, but this time it opened a small slit, and a gleam of light leaked out of it, making Le Zhishi unable to help but approach and did something that was not within the scope of his expectations.

"Are you still asleep?"

Hearing the sound, Song Yu raised his head and looked towards the door, and saw Le Zhishi standing at the door holding a glass in a big cream blue T-shirt and white shorts.

"Why don't you go to sleep," Song Yu threw the same question to him, "no class tomorrow?"

"I just reviewed it. Drink juice?"

Without hearing the rejection, Lezhi came in by himself. Song Yu is lying in bed watching a new documentary. The picture looks very old. A foreigner wrapped in thick clothes is standing under a snowy mountain and explaining something. It looks very cold, just like this room with a very cold air conditioner. .

Song Yu didn't drink it directly when handing the juice, but put it on the bedside cabinet. The lights in his bedroom were all turned off, only the projector emitting a cold blue-gray tone, falling on Song Yu's face, making his features more handsome.

Le Zhishi yawned, and Song Yu asked him to go back to sleep, but he sat on his bed and took off his slippers. "I want to see this for a while."

"You won't like it." Song Yu was very direct and cold.

"I like."

I like it if you like it.

Song Yu's bed is neatly folded every time, and the dark gray striped bedding does not seem to have any temperature, but once it is disturbed, the quilt is pushed away, and it looks extra soft and comfortable.

Le Zhishi first simply sat on the side of the bed, then put his legs up, and then Song Yu didn't know how he moved to his side, and even put a quilt corner on his stomach very intimately.

Song Yu wanted to ask him why he lay down, but when Cole turned his face when he knew it, the bridge of his nose and eyelashes were brightened by the light from the projector. He asked in a very soft voice, "Can you give me a pillow to lean on? Brother."

When he called his elder brother, his voice was always a little softer than usual. He was obviously a boy who had passed his voice change period. Sometimes he always showed a little childish tone.

Song Yu handed him a pillow, but told him that he must go back to the room to sleep in ten minutes.

Le Zhishi agreed very well, and then began to watch the documentary seriously. He asked which mountain it was for a while, and then why they went to the top of the mountain and what to measure? As soon as there were more problems, Song Yu felt that he had deliberately used this method to make himself forget the time.

But he will not be fooled.

"You have a lot of questions."

Le Zhishi paused, staring at the screen, blinking slowly, and then shrank into the quilt until only one pair of eyes were exposed outside.

Song Yu knew that he was starting to play tricks, and planned to take him out, but Le Zhishi hurriedly explained before he scolded him, "Your air conditioner is turned on too low."

"It won't be cold anymore when you go back."

"Why do you always drive me away?" Le Zhishi looked up at him curiously, with innocent eyes, just wanting to know the answer.

Song Yu paused, "Because I like to be alone."

When Lezhi stopped talking, he felt that Song Yu was lying, and no one likes to be alone. If there is, it is temporary.

Maybe he just didn't find the person who likes to get along with each other. If he appeared, he would probably not look like this, he would laugh, would expect that person to stay, and would give her what he thought was important.

Such as nameplate or something.

Le Zhishi thought of Jiang Yufan's words, and some strange emotions surged in his heart. Recently, such feelings have happened frequently and made him feel uncomfortable. By coincidence, he only turned his head to the side and saw a metal nameplate on the bedside table, glowing under the changing light of the projection.

"Brother," Lezhishi took the nameplate and placed it in his palm, "Can you give this to me?"

Song Yu frowned, "What do you want from me?"

"Don't you have two?" Le Zhishi clenched and begged him with his eyes wide open, "Send me one as a souvenir."

In Song Yu's eyes, his current appearance is exactly the same as going to the aquarium and wanting a little dolphin pendant, going to McDonald's and wanting a set doll, playing games and wanting to collect cards, there is no difference.

Turning his face, Song Yu raised the temperature of the air conditioner a bit, watching the documentary footage.

"up to you."

Really sloppy. Le Zhishi thought, so easily give away things that everyone thinks are precious.

Le Zhishi looked down at the nameplate in his palm, and felt very lucky. If he asks him later, this little thing may be given to other people at will when Song Yu returns to school tomorrow. After all, many people really like Song. Yu.

Imagine another person holding this nameplate, and Le Zhishi is a little grateful for Song Yu's sloppyness.

There is no need for him to beg for too long.

A souvenir is like a soothing agent. After it arrives, the child will be much quieter, whether it is in the Ocean Polar Park or the bed in the bedroom. Song Yu gave him the nameplate, and he could watch the episode quietly.

When playing the opening sequence of the next episode, he distracted his attention and found that when Lezhi was asleep, his head was tilted, his slightly curled hair was messy, his lips were a little bit curled, he looked really tired, and his chest was slightly together. One volt, but still holding the nameplate in his hand.

Song Yu tried to call him, let him go back to sleep, but couldn't wake up. It seemed cruel to wake up with a louder voice or forcibly, so he gave up without making any movements.

Qin Yan sent a message, the phone shook, Lezhi did not wake up, but moved slightly. Song Yu quickly picked up the phone and opened his friend's WeChat account for the first time without any delay.

[Qin Yan: I don’t even come to the Internet cafe for the night, and I just didn’t come out after the college entrance examination. ]

[Qin Yan: Don't tell me you are asleep. ]

Continuous vibration is very troublesome, Song Yu first adjusted the Do Not Disturb mode, and then replied a word.

[Song Yu: Yes. ]

He put the phone aside, leaned down and lay down, but moved away from Lezhishi.

There was a faint taste of kiwi in the quilt, sweet and sour. Song Yu didn't drink the juice he sent, but he seemed to have tasted it.

Le Zhishi woke up when the sky was dark, he felt a little strange, but very comfortable, opened his eyes a little, and found that he was asleep holding Song Yu's back, arms wrapped around his lean waist and cheeks. Against his back.

They all lay on their sides, like a bunch of bananas that were broken until only two bananas were left, clinging to each other.

Le Zhishi's heartbeat suddenly speeded up, he retracted his hand, and even forgot whether he wondered if Song Yu would wake up. The movement was not small, and Song Yu really moved.

He didn't wake up, but he turned around and took Lezhishi, who had a too fast heart rate, into his arms, as simple and natural as a pillow.

Their chimera posture is just right, Lezhishi's cheek is pressed against Song Yu's neck, and his body is pressed together. His heart was beating violently, almost as if he was about to violently break free of his chest and jumped into Song Yu's chest, which was only a few steps away.

The projector was not turned off all night. It turns out that this documentary is so long.

Like the time flowing at this moment.

The school notified the senior high school students to return to school and clear the books the day after the college entrance examination. Song Yu’s alarm clock was set before the college entrance examination and it rang at six. He opened his eyes with some difficulty and closed his eyes. The bed was empty. He wanted to continue to sleep. After a while, but after thinking about it, he still got up in a strong spirit.

The projector was turned off, and even the juice that was not drunk on the bedside table disappeared, leaving no trace.

Bend down to clean up the quilt, something fell out and hit the floor with a loud noise. Song Yu glanced at it. It was his nameplate, so he bent over and picked it up.

Say all the good things when you want them, and don't care when you get them.

The door was suddenly pushed open. Lezhishi seemed to be very anxious. He looked flustered. He swallowed, "I, I left something."

Song Yu pretended not to know anything, then turned around and asked, "What?"

Le Zhishi was in a hurry and rushed up to flip over the bed he had just made. Although he was messed up, Song Yu was surprisingly calm, not angry at all, and even a little cheerful. When he was really panicked when he discovered Lezhi, he handed it over, "Here."

Seeing Song Yu's palm, Lezhi was obviously relieved and took it from him.

"It doesn't seem to be necessary to lose it so soon."

Le Zhishi didn't want Song Yu to know how embarrassed he was when he slipped out in the morning, so he calmly accepted Song Yu's yin and yang accusation, and said obediently: "Not next time." In order to prove himself, he directly put on the nameplate. Don't put it on the school uniform, stay with his own upper and lower, and then leave quickly to go to school to study in the morning.

Song Yu turned around and stared at the bed that was messed up by him again. After looking at it for a while, he decided not to tidy up and went downstairs for breakfast.

Lin Rong squeezed the singular juice again. She thought Song Yu might not like it too much, so she didn't pour it for him. Unexpectedly, Song Yu took the initiative and drank an extra glass.

"It's delicious." Song Yu commented on Lin Rong's drink for an unprecedented time, making Lin Rong feel good.

The ease of returning to school for senior high school students has infected the security at the door. Those who used to be sad students today look amiable. The words "we graduated" were written on the blackboard in the classroom. Song Yu glanced at it when he entered, and it didn't really feel much.

The classroom was very lively, and the students around were enthusiastic about planning the vacation. The monitor took a roster and asked everyone to sign on the list of attending the thank-you banquet one by one. In order to reduce the work burden of cleaning staff, the school emphasized the prohibition of tearing books with the senior three long in advance. In fact, there are only a few students who really want to tear books.

Many people move the books and sell them as soon as they arrive.

The bags of books on the scale were mentioned by the uncle, it was their heavy and young hearts that had been strained for so many days.

Qin Yan came early and finished packing everything. He easily pulled a stool and sat next to Song Yu, "May I help you?"

Song Yu shook his head and said he could.

"Why don't you let Auntie come with me? My dad just left and took away all my things." Qin Yan took Song Yu's shoulders, "I'm more loyal, stay with you."

Song Yu was too lazy to interrogate him, quietly sorting out his review materials. The classroom door was a little noisy, Qin Yan bumped Song Yu's shoulder, suggesting that he raised his head, Song Yu frowned, and saw many girls, one of them took the lead, and the rest walked in with him.

"Beauty."

Song Yu turned to look at Qin Yan, "Where is it?"

Qin Yan: "..."

The girl in the middle is very beautiful, with long black shawl hair, a little shy, and the girls who surround her almost push her in. Qin Yan whispered that it was the second grade flower of high school. Song Yu didn't know anything about grade two, let alone what grade flower. He just thought it was probably the type that Qin Yan liked.

When he came to school in the morning, before he went upstairs, Song Yu met a girl who stopped him downstairs. With a ponytail, she smiled brightly and confidently, speaking similar lines in those school dramas. Song Yu stood at a distance and listened, and refused her graduation gift and confession.

The other party asked not to give up the reason, Song Yu said that there was no reason, and continued to go upstairs.

He just got rid of her and walked to the third floor when he stopped at the air corridor and stood silently for a while.

The girls who came in were even more eye-catching than the one in the morning. There were already a lot of people in the class packing things, and they all started to booze when they saw this posture.

Qin Yan couldn't see the adjustment, but he was actually a very well-measured person. He was usually noisy in front of Song Yu. He wanted to tease this paralyzed face when there was nothing to do. When this happened, he didn't say anything, but just stooped to help Song Yu get the book. Take it out of the drawer.

"What is this? It's a big book." Qin Yan stubbornly pulled out the handmade picture album that Song Yu had stuffed at the bottom, and flipped through it. "It's all white paper."

Song Yu looked back suspiciously, and his first reaction when he saw the picture album was to take it back, "This can't be thrown away."

"I didn't say to throw it?" Qin Yan felt strange. He was so nervous, it seemed like something very important, but there was nothing on it, not even a name, and it looked like it was brand new.

"Is that a shady book? It's still leather-like, it's expensive. Isn't it..."

"To shut up."

The 9th class flower was pushed all the way to Song Yu's seat, with a very delicate gift bag in his hand, with the luxury brand logo on it, Song Yu seemed to not hear the commotion at all, and concentrated on sorting it out.

Ban Hua didn't speak herself, but the friends around her spoke first, "Song Yu, we have something to tell you from Yaoyao." After that, she pushed the Banhua called Yaoyao again and urged him to speak.

Qin Yan was embarrassed for them from now on.

"Senior Song Yu, I have liked you for a long time." The girl called Yaoyao shyly said, and handed out the gift bag in her hand. "This is a gift I picked for a long time. I hope you like it. Before...you were there before... I’ve never dared to speak out when reviewing the exam, for fear of disturbing you. Now you are about to graduate from Pei Ya, and it may be too late if you don’t say it."

Song Yu did not reach out to accept the gift, and the crowds onlookers were eating melons in a low voice, which made her little sister very dissatisfied.

Yaoyao didn't mind too much. He plucked up his courage and asked, "If you want, can we give it a try?"

Song Yu was halfway through sorting it out, and saw the paper box in the drawer, which he made when Lezhi last time to put the hand-painted pain relief stickers. In such a comparison, the box seemed naive and not expensive, but Song Yu stared at it for a long time.

Seeing that he was a little distracted, the friend from far away grabbed the gift bag in her hand and put the bag on Song Yu's table, "Just put it here, you can send it out, what do you want to do with him?"

When this sentence was said, Qin Yan almost rolled his eyes, fearing that he was not a pig teammate.

But Song Yu still had no expression, just separated the box made by Le Zhishi from other things and put it in his schoolbag. Did not look up, but finally opened his mouth.

"I suggest you don't put it on my desk, you may be taken away by the cleaning lady."

The other party was obviously choked by his words, and that Yaoyao's face was somewhat embarrassed, but she, like everyone who confessed to Song Yu, was fully prepared, so she tried again, "Senior "She looked at the carton that Song Yu had put together, "Are you going to take these with you? If you can, can you send me some notes? Also, your nameplate..."

"There is a younger brother at home." Song Yu interrupted her, picked up a cardboard box on the ground, put it on the table, and looked at her.

"Leave all my things to him."