Lovely Allergen

The noise in the subway is noisy, and when I am happy to know, I stare at the information on the phone screen, my expression is calm, and my heartbeat is fast.

He locked the screen, looked up at the route and station name in the subway, couldn't help but turn on the screen again, read the message sent by Song Yu again, and then cut a picture, as if this would not lose what he said if.

Pulling the pull ring, Le Zhishi stared at himself reflected in the subway glass window, and had some hallucinations. The person inside looked the same as himself, but was wearing Peiya's student uniform.

So he remembered the day Song Yu attended his parent meeting in place of Lin Rong.

It was Lezhishi's birthday on October 10th last year. Holding a parent meeting on the day of birthday is really unpleasant, and the weather was very cold that day. When I got up in the morning, the temperature dropped. Lezhishi was originally wearing a thin sports uniform and school uniform, but was later called by Lin Rong. Live, ordered to change into a knitted vest and uniform jacket.

After thinking about it, Le Zhishi was very grateful to Aunt Rong for forcing him to change his formal attire, because he received a message from Aunt Rong during lunch. In the afternoon, she and Song Jin are going to attend a very important reception. Song Yu will attend the parents for her. Yes, and she said that she would make up for Lezhishi's birthday on weekends.

Lunch is actually awful. The scrambled eggs with carrots and a slice of shredded pork with carrots instead of winter bamboo shoots, but Le Zhishi was in a good mood. He was so excited that he didn't sleep during the lunch break and hurriedly collected all his tables. When I came to school at the same table in the afternoon, I was shocked to see his refreshed desktop.

"how did you do that?"

Le Zhishi wiped it off with a wet tissue paper for the third time, threw away the tissue, and clapped his hands, "No one, only hands fast."

Later, he sat at this newly reborn table for three classes, and every time he was finished, he received it cleanly, even the drawers, and finally reached the parent-teacher meeting. Most of the classmates hate this kind of meeting very much. It is better to be invisible during the parent-teacher meeting, and almost send their parents to participate in the public execution meeting.

Lezhishi is also looking forward to this for the first time.

The weather was worse than in the morning, with dark clouds outside. Lezhishi began to worry about whether it would rain or whether Song Yu had brought an umbrella. The head teacher walked in early, played the prepared ppt on the screen of the classroom, and asked the students to wait in the corridor for a while.

Soon, the first parent in the class came. It was the mother of a certain girl classmate. She dressed very plainly and appeared at the door of the classroom a little dazed. Le Zhishi watched the classmate lead her mother to the seat, and finally couldn't help but walk out, first lay on the fence in the corridor for a while, and then walked to the top of the stairs.

"Lele, is your father coming or your mother coming?" Another male student standing at the top of the stairs touched him with his shoulder.

"They all have things. My brother is here."

"You have a brother, it's so cool."

Another girl walked over, "Don't you know? Oh yes, you are not here in junior high school. His brother used to be the senior of our school. He is handsome and has good grades."

Le Zhishi's little vanity swelled and said for his brother, "It's not that exaggerated." Who knows that when he turned his head the next moment, he saw the deity.

Song Yu wore a windbreaker that was as black as his hair, which set him off with sharp features and outstanding temperament, and he was particularly recognizable among the parents. He also raised his head when he went up the stairs, and happened to meet Lezhishi's eyes. The corners of the straight lips moved slightly, and the cold expression faded a little.

"Brother." Le Zhishi stepped forward and stood beside Song Yu when he came up, "I will take you to my seat."

The girl behind is still discussing with the male classmate just now, "I didn't lie to you, am I a handsome guy?"

This is the first time Song Yu has come to Lezhishi's classroom, but the person who feels new and exciting is Lezhishi.

His seat is in the penultimate row of the third group in the classroom. Le Zhishi led Song Yu to sit down, and pointed to the cup of warm water he had just received, "You can drink if you are thirsty."

After he finished speaking, Song Yu nodded and observed his table. There was not much expression on his face, but he boasted, "So clean."

The female tablemate next to the handsome guy immediately betrayed him: "He cleaned up for noon today."

Lezhi, who was dismantled on the spot, glared at the same table, "It is not so exaggerated at noon..." He also wanted to save himself a little face, but found that Song Yu didn't seem to pay much attention to this, but looked around the classroom. Around, he asked him: "What are you looking at?"

Song Yu retracted his gaze and looked at Lezhi, "I found this is my classroom in my second year of high school."

Peiya often changes classrooms, and sometimes even the sign on the door of the classroom will be changed after repairing. Since Le Zhishi entered high school, he has changed classrooms four times in terms of grouping. He didn't expect that he would eventually graduate from the classroom where Song Yu had stayed in his second year of high school.

"Really?" In Song Yu's opinion, Lezhishi's happiness is always unfounded.

Song Yu nodded, resting his elbow on the table, and added calmly, "I will sit behind you."

His words are too confusing.

It seems that they are really in a classroom, and he really sits behind Lezhishi every day. As long as Lezhishi thinks, he can see it when he looks back.

In a parallel space-time that was delayed by a year, if it overlaps with the universe Lezhishi is now in, then Song Yu can accompany Lezhishi through the difficult days of senior three.

Le Zhishi was stunned for a second, then couldn't help smiling.

"Is there anything on your seat that I can't see?"

Upon hearing this, Lezhishi spread his hands and said very generously: "No, you can just watch it."

He kept so clean just to take care of Song Yu's cleanliness.

The head teacher urged the students to leave, but he couldn't stay long, so he had to go out with other students. Everyone happened to stand outside the window and peer into the classroom, observing the reaction of the teacher and their parents. But because of this parent meeting, Song Yu's appearance is a special situation, which is particularly eye-catching. The classmates around were all discussing. The boys said that Song Yu played well, the girls said that Song Yu was handsome and had good grades, but Hyun brother, Kuangmo Lezhi, couldn't tell them.

He only looked at Song Yu. The other parents looked up at the head teacher in earnest, with an expression of "must be pious enough for my child", but Song Yu didn't look up much, but bent over and took it out of Lezhishi's drawer. A stack of papers and supplementary materials.

"You are miserable." The same tablemate who stood outside the window said to Lezhi, "Your brother is looking at your paper. He won't complain to your parents when he goes back."

Everyone laughed, but Lezhishi was surprisingly calm, "No, he never filed a lawsuit, and my parents didn't really care if I did well in the exam."

"Really, that's great."

"Then why did he show it out?"

"Yes, anyway, I don't like other people going through my stuff, even handsome guys."

Hearing this sentence, Le Zhishi frowned, "He is my brother, not someone else. I like to let him flip." After speaking, he walked aside. He is well-known for his good temper and popularity, not to mention his anger, he hasn't even said heavy words a few times. This time he was obviously unhappy, which surprised the several girls around him.

Another classmate said: "Lele, you and your brother are really nothing like him. He looks so cold. But his features are also three-dimensional, and are he mixed? Why are his hair and eyes so dark? "

Le Zhishi thought he had a lot of questions, but he still answered, "He is not a mixed race."

"No wonder you two look really different. Not your brothers, cousins?"

Le Zhishi was silent, he didn't really want to answer this question.

After entering high school, Song Yu separated from him. Even if Lezhishi went to the study room next to the third and fifth grades of high school, there was no one who could go home together. Sometimes he would stare at Song Yu's name on the red list of the college entrance examination in the cafeteria, but that list was only posted for one year, and another group of people was replaced the following year.

He regretted staying in Peiyah, so he might as well go to a new place where he would not always think of Song Yu. Go to the cafeteria and think of Song Yu's hate dishes, go to the playground and think of Song Yu's throwing.

The most hateful thing is the sky corridor on the third floor.

"If you are not a brother, the relationship will not be very close."

He looked at the window glass, his face overlapped with Song Yu's profile, like a double exposure in photography.

Le Zhishi suddenly hoped that he and Song Yu looked exactly the same, as if someone could guess their relationship at a glance, so that no one would question him anymore. He also had a weight that would not worry about gains or losses.

After a short while, the head teacher got off the stage and opened the door of the classroom to let the head teacher take them out to wait, or go home first. As soon as the classroom door was closed, a girl proposed to go to the cafeteria outside, and everyone else agreed, so everyone went down together.

Le Zhishi was a little reluctant, and finally took a few more glances. Song Yu took off his trench coat and put it on the back of the chair. She wore a white sweater. He sat quietly in it, holding his pen, lowered his head, with a serious expression, as if thinking about something.

This caused Le Zhishi to return to three years ago in a daze. He stood outside the classroom, waiting for his brother who had not finished class.

"Let's go Lele."

Le Zhishi turned around, "Yes."

The content and process of the parent meeting are actually the same. The head teacher talked about the grim situation of the college entrance examination, and then reported the results of the most recent mock exam. Song Yu was very familiar with it, but the role was reversed. Now he has become a seated person. People listening below.

He didn't have too much thought to listen. He listened to these things for three years, changing the soup without changing the medicine. Even if he didn't listen, he would be more able to guide than the parents who don't know anything about the college entrance examination.

Song Yu looked at Le Zhishi's papers, and his English was as good as ever, and even he was a little curious whether there is really such a metaphysical bonus as the so-called descent. However, his mathematics is not particularly good compared with other subjects. His score fluctuates greatly and is not particularly stable. When it is good, he can test very high scores. When it is bad, he will be drawn by other good students.

He found out Lezhishi's wrong question book and flipped through it easily, and found that the wrong question he had memorized was wrong again in the latest test paper. In Song Yu’s opinion, these topics have a very clear context and routines, so he simply picked up the pen and used this time to help Le Zhishi sort out the wrong questions systematically and write them in categories in his wrong question book. Several common problem-solving routines are presented.

After finishing intently for a while, when the head teacher suddenly heard the name of Le Zhishi, Song Yu raised his head and found that the parents in the front seat were also watching him.

“Lezhishi’s parent is actually our Peiya’s outstanding graduate Song Yu. He was always among the best in school and his college entrance examination scores were also very good.” After finishing speaking, the head teacher looked at Song Yu with expectant eyes, “Today It’s also a coincidence to come here. Can you share some of our experience during the review period with other parents, or what we need to pay attention to as a parent?"

Song Yu is very uncomfortable with such an environment. He feels that now he is not like Lezhishi's brother, but more like his father. This strange generational dislocation made him unnaturally pursing his lips, and after a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice, "In fact, at this stage, it is too late to talk about learning experience."

His words were too direct, which made the head teacher a little embarrassed, "Ah, indeed..."

"But I think there are things parents need to do. This last half year is very important. If possible, try not to put too much pressure on the candidates. Instead of just letting them study or replenish their bodies, it is better to care about them. Psychological situation, less impact on education.” After that, Song Yu still gave the head teacher a step, and showed her a less obvious smile with an attitude of business. “Others, I think the teacher, you have already said very well. Up."

Probably he was wearing a halo, and his parents agreed with everything he said. After retiring all over, Song Yu continued to focus on his younger brother’s test papers, and he almost read them. He sorted out the test papers in order, put them back in the drawer, and pressed the wrong question book on it to make fun. You can see it after Zhishi comes back.

When I took the papers, I accidentally brought out a mathematics teaching assistant with a purple cover. Song Yu had nothing to do and turned it over a bit. Such teaching assistant materials that don't need to be handed in are generally not very full.

Sure enough, not only did not write much, but this tutor seems to be a good tool for Lezhishi to pass the time. In the lower right corner is a simple cartoon drawn by Lezhishi, which is an anime character he likes very much. Quickly turn it over. If you can see a complete fighting action.

This kind of thing can only be done when happy to know.

Song Yu suddenly felt that the parent meeting was also very interesting. Looking at the content again, many pages have written fonts that are completely unrecognizable. The more they write, the more they float, and later they become points that are stamped up. At first glance, they are so sleepy that they lose consciousness and are forced to write status.

Just looking at these traces, Song Yu can trace the vivid look of Lezhishi in his mind.

Turning to a certain page, he stopped, stared for a while, held the pen, and wrote a line under it.

Time passed quickly. After the meeting, many parents came to Song Yu’s table, hoping that he could share a little more. Although Song Yu always said coldly, it was not easy to be too obvious, so he said two things. Sentence, until a parent asked him to contact him, asking if he could be a tutor, Song Yu really refused.

"I'm very busy and don't go home very much. If I really want to teach, it must be taught to my own children. Are you right?"

Putting on the windbreaker and leaving the classroom, Song Yu didn't see Lezhishi, so he called him and no one answered. When Lezhishi was at school, his cell phone was muted or turned off. Song Yu guessed that he didn't watch it. When it comes, just find it by yourself.

In fact, Le Zhishi never took out his cell phone. Surrounded by many classmates, he is now in the cafeteria, facing a very embarrassing scene alone-a female classmate who he never expected to like him suddenly confessed to him, but Prepared a little birthday surprise. When Le Zhishi was pressed into a seat by the booing boy, he couldn't get up.

"This is the cake I deliberately went out to pick up at noon today." The girl sitting opposite pushed the cake in front of him, with a shy expression on her face. "Their cakes are delicious. I ordered them a week in advance. ."

This cake does look very beautiful, with rose and lychee flavor, and the words Happy Birthday to Lezhishi are written on the top.

Everyone booed around. Most people didn't know that his allergen was wheat. The only insider Jiang Yufan was still in the science class. They booed up and asked Lezhishi to cut the cake and taste it. Lezhishi couldn't refuse, thinking in their hearts. , It should be fine to pick a little cream to eat.

So he picked up a fork, symbolically wanted to scrape a bit of cream off, and by the way, he wondered how to get out of it politely while waiting.

But his strategy hadn't come in handy yet, and the next second, his wrist was held by a familiar hand.

As soon as he raised his head, he met Song Yu's stern eyes.

"He is allergic and can't just eat the cake outside." Song Yu said coldly and directly pulled Le Zhishi up.

The girl sitting across from her face was a little embarrassed. Just after she confessed her confession, she gave the confession object food that might be allergic. This situation is indeed bad. But Le Zhishi still has a good temper, "It's okay, don't take it to heart, thank you for buying it for me."

Without letting him talk too much, Song Yu took him out.

It was windy outside, rain fell, and there were no small raindrops on the ground. At such a fast speed, Le Zhishi guessed it was a shower. He shrank his neck and followed Song Yu's footsteps.

"If others give you food, you can eat it. How many times have I said that?" Song Yu's expression was not good, "I didn't have enough lessons when I was a child?"

Le Zhishi was a little aggrieved, "No, I didn't want to eat, she just..."

Song Yu stopped, and when he looked at Lezhi, "tell you that you can eat?"

How would he know it was a confession...

Le Zhishi stood there in confusion, narrowed her mouth shortly, and withdrew her expression, "I don't have one, I just want to taste some cream to make her feel better."

Song Yu stood for a while, and the rain began to fall heavily. He said that he knew, and he walked forward to the parking place, took out the car key and pressed it, then went around to the co-pilot and opened the door for Lezhishi.

Le Zhishi obediently got into the car and sat next to Song Yu. He found that Song Yu's hair was a bit shorter, it was really dark, and it didn't look like the kind that was easy to touch. This hair color difference might be the biggest difference between him and Song Yu's appearance.

He suddenly wondered if he could dye his hair black too, so that it would look more like it.

He really wanted a relationship that was unique and could not be cut off at any time.

My mind was very confused, suddenly thunder rose outside, Le Zhishi reflexively raised his hand, but Song Yu held the back of his hand. Song Yu didn't speak, and turned on the car music with the other hand, which was classical piano music that could relax and soothe.

The hand he used to hold Lezhi hasn't been loose.

Song Yu is the person who knows him best in the world. He knows what he can and can't eat, what he hates, what he likes, and even the small movements he has in class. All the details are accumulated over so many years.

Le Zhishi watched him turn around, took out a simple and beautiful white box from the back seat, and placed it on Le Zhishi's lap.

"what is this?"

"Take it apart and see for yourself."

When you open it, it is a chocolate cake with a rich aroma. The smooth surface of the cake reflects a beautiful luster like a mirror, which is very Song Yu's personal style.

"I ran out of gluten-free flour at home. I bought almond flour and ran several stores. I was a bit rushed." Song Yu's perfectionism made him lower his self-evaluation, but Le Zhishi liked it very much. He didn't expect Song Yu to remember his own. For his birthday, it took so much effort to make him a cake.

"It looks so delicious."

Le Zhishi thought he would have a good birthday until the weekend, and thought Song Yu would not come back, nor would he be with him.

The white light of lightning was fleeting, and before Lezhi could move, Song Yu first raised his hand to cover his ears. The thunder came with his voice, overlapping with heartbeats.

"happy Birthday."

Lezhishi remembered that he was sitting in the car and ate a large piece of cake with chocolate ganache glaze on his nose, a small piece. Song Yu was so insidious that he didn't tell him that he returned home to Lezhi. Only discovered when.

He still remembered that Lin Rong and Song Jin didn't go home that day. He pestered Song Yu to say things for a long time, doing his homework in Song Yu's room until twelve o'clock.

Song Yu also asked him whether he had done well with the tutoring assistants he paid for.

At that time, Le Zhishi thought it was just Song Yu's random inquiry from the perspective of parents, and it was a sequelae of the parent conference. Now think about it, it turns out that he was suggesting.

The subway drove much faster than usual. Lezhishi swiped his card to leave the station. Curiosity drove him back home as fast as he could, looking for the answer to the ambush for so long.

Lin Rong had just returned home from the airport, and when she saw Lezhi, she got into the room as soon as she came back. It was strange that she took a bowl of red bean double skin milk and went upstairs. Seeing Le Zhishi struggling to reach the cardboard box on the top of the bookcase, she knocked on the bedroom door that was open, "Baby, what are you doing? Come on, eat Shuangpi milk."

Le Zhishi glanced at the door, stretching his arms and still struggling, "Auntie Rong, the book I brought back last semester is in this box, right."

Lin Rong put down the double skin milk, stood still and thought for a while, "Oh no, I seem to have received it in that white low cabinet for you."

"Really? I'll look for it."

I guessed that when Lezhi went to W, I was greatly stimulated. When I came back, I was ready to be angry. Lin Rong did not dare to interrupt, "You remember to eat and tell Aunt Rong what you want. Don't be too hard."

"Yeah, good." Lezhishi squatted in front of the low cabinet, rummaging through the books without raising his head. Lin Rong took the door to the room. He searched for more than ten minutes, and finally found out a few mathematics assistants he bought before. The scope was narrowed, and Lezhishi didn't give up yet, so he carried all these books to the desk and looked through them one by one.

It wasn't until I saw the manga he drew and was the most time-consuming one, and the shame of being delayed for half a year came up, Lezhishi faintly felt that I had found the right one.

what is it then.

The hand turning the book suddenly stopped, and Le Zhishi's gaze stopped.

This is a function application question, the question is very long, the first question is to calculate the passenger flow of a certain park. Le Zhishi still had an impression of this question, because the question was really lengthy, and it felt like it was not speaking human words, and it was very difficult to refine the conditions. At that time, he was in a period of exhaustion of doing questions. After reading the questions, he was full of keywords such as parks, tourists, and holidays, and didn't want to count them.

So at that time, he wrote a sentence very rebelliously.

[Solution: I don’t want to be a problem, I just want to play, I don’t have a lot of traffic. ]

But when I reviewed it again, there was another line of words below, which was a completely different sharp font.

[Hold on for a while, I will take you there after the college entrance examination, you can go wherever you want. ]

Is this what he said about encouragement?

Le Zhishi's heart throbbed. He suddenly had an illusion, feeling that he and Song Yu are like people in two different time and space in a science fiction movie. At a strange moment, they suddenly caught up with the frequency, and everything began to intersect.

The words he once wrote that no one knew, also got a response.

The fingertips are numb, and the heart is full, like overflowing rain. Le Zhishi stretched out his hand, lightly touched the line written by Song Yu, and read it silently in his heart several times.

He felt that there was still, that Song Yu left more than just such a trace. Taste a little bit of sweetness, Lezhishi continued to turn over and read it many times seriously, but there weren't many times when he was passive and sabotaged like this. Most of the time, he was doing problems and studying diligently.

There doesn't seem to be much room for Song Yu to play.

Lezhishi was a little frustrated, but then he was already satisfied.

Close the teaching assistant, and he stared at the cover for a while, flashing something in his mind, and his ears were burning.

When he didn't listen well in class, he seemed to have done a stupid thing.

Thinking of this, Le Zhishi quickly flipped through the teaching materials, and finally found the page of his own dark history.

He was boring and practising calligraphy at first, and he wrote Song Yu's name on this page over and over again. Looking at the names written by him again, Lezhi Shi felt his heartbeat speeded up, and he couldn't tell whether it was embarrassment or something else. When I was reading, my mind was full of my own voice, calling my brother's name over and over again, not hoping for an answer.

Suddenly, he froze, staring fixedly at the last name he wrote, still those two characters, twenty paintings.

[Song Yu]

Below that, there is one more word, like an echo.

[Ok? ]