Lovely Allergen

In the past few days of recuperation, Lezhishi has been resting too well in the apartment. People who were not sleep deprived have been accustomed to the routine of long sleepers by Song Yu.

Knowing that he has a public class at 10 in the morning, Song Yu got up at 7:30 and went out to the breakfast shop outside the apartment complex to buy the sweet-scented osmanthus eggnog and fish paste powder that Lezhishi liked. It was already 8 o'clock upstairs, so put down your breakfast. Song Yu came to the bedroom and sat next to the bed. When he saw Lezhi, he was sleeping soundly with the pillow in his arms. The messy hair was fluffy, and he didn't feel anyone coming in at all.

"Lele." He yelled very softly, obviously without any reaction. Song Yu bent down and leaned to his ear, "I got up."

Le Zhishi moved a little, her chick-like eyes could not be opened, and only a few changed monosyllables came out from the nasal cavity in a vague manner, and finally turned over, and took away the pillow in her arms by the way, and continued facing the wall. sleep.

Song Yu couldn’t help it, it was too early. He planned to let Lezhishi sleep for a while, so he took Lezhishi’s arm, took out the allergy ointment and squeezed a little on his fingertips, and gently applied the area where he had the rash before. After applying the medicine for a few days, the traces there have almost disappeared.

"Don't lick... marshmallows out..."

Hearing Lezhishi's vague voice, Song Yu couldn't laugh or cry, and thought he was too cute. After applying the medicine, he held his hand and kissed Lezhishi's palm.

Le Zhishi really groaned again, "Go away, I want to sleep..." He turned over, facing the ceiling on his back, his pressed forehead curled up and struck his hair, looking a bit silly.

Song Yu stretched out his hand to help him squeeze, but the bunch of hair was even more stubborn than Le Zhishi himself. He tried several times, but it was still curled up. He planned to get up and pack up the things that Lezhi would bring to class, but when he was about to get up, he heard Lezhi call out his brother vaguely.

What a dream again.

Song Yu put one hand on the quilt and bent down, wanting to hear Le Zhishi's dream talk. But he didn't continue, and fell asleep again. His lip shape is very beautiful, the color is reddish pink, slightly curly light hair and fair complexion, which are very similar to the image of a beautiful boy depicted in medieval oil paintings. In mythological stories, such images are often innocent and romantic. Arouse the desire of others. Song Yu agreed with this, so he lowered his head and kissed Lezhishi's lips.

His kiss was long and quiet. The lips touched, there was no deeper desire, like a man who was trapped in a chain kisses a free skylark passing by the window.

After getting up, Song Yu dialed his forehead. Le Zhishi's cell phone next to his pillow rang suddenly. It was the sound of an alarm clock. He was asleep, frowning, his eyes didn't want to open, and his hands were searching for the cell phone everywhere. Song Yu very kindly took his mobile phone and stuffed it into his hand, "Here."

Le Zhishi still didn't open his eyes, holding the phone in one hand, and poking the index finger of the other hand on the screen, poke the close button to beckon, the sound disappeared, and he fell asleep again for a moment.

Song Yu felt helpless and funny, and decided to let him sleep, so she lay down beside him and watched him quietly. He didn't wake him up until nine o'clock, by reaching out and scratching his neck. Zhishi's neck is very sensitive, and itchy and shrinks when he touches it. Song Yu knew his weakness and didn't want to use it until the end.

Sure enough, Lezhishi finally woke up after turning over like an earthworm several times.

"You are too much." His voice was muffled.

Song Yu said very coldly: "I'm not too much, you will be remembered by name."

Le Zhishi only then remembered that he had class in the morning, and immediately patted his face, turned over and got out of bed to wash quickly, and when he ran out, his face was covered with drops of water.

"Wipe your face." Song Yu stood up from the bed, "Don't worry, I will drive there in a few minutes, and there is still plenty of time."

Le Zhishi shook his head perfunctorily, no different from what Marshmallow did after taking a shower. It's just that he will run up to Song Yu, put his arms around his neck, and say, "I like your toothpaste. It smells like jasmine."

"Really?" Song Yu felt that there was no difference between toothpaste and toothpaste.

Lezhishi will paste a kiss and tell him the answer.

Regardless of the person in the cage, the softly treated Skylark will always shake his wings happily and generously, giving him a soft feather in return.

The tiptoe foot fell, Le Zhishi looked at Song Yu's eyes, his face stained with water vapor was like morning mist, "Is it the smell of jasmine?"

He always showed a little smug look after kissing, thinking that he was hiding well, as if Lezhishi seriously thought that he was a master of love. Song Yu saw through his careful thoughts, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitched.

"What are you laughing at?" Lezhishi blinked.

"There is no taste like this." Song Yu embraced his waist and asked him to move backwards, pushing Le Zhishi against the wall in a very gentle way. Le Zhishi’s chest was pressed by Song Yu, and his heartbeat was abnormally fast. He once again felt the physical illusion of compressed breathing. It was completely different from his actively kissing Song Yu. The feeling of losing the initiative was both dangerous and seductive. .

Song Yu tightened his arms, bowed his head and kissed him.

If the skylark does not leave this feather, the caged person will not have the desire to keep it.

He easily broke through Lezhishi’s line of defense. In the thin oxygen, moist, soft, smooth teeth, and the aroma of mint and jasmine, all glued together, like being slowed down and complicated. The chemical reaction robbed breathing and resistance.

The faint sound made by sucking made Lezhishi's mind hot, and Song Yu almost seemed to be slowly tasting a delicate appetizer, making his immature and green seem even more invisible.

Feeling that Le Zhishi was a little loose, Song Yu suppressed further thoughts and let go of him.

Le Zhishi's cheeks and neck were congested and red from shame, and there was still a layer of water on his lips. His heart still did not return to its normal frequency, and he leaned against the wall, trying to calm his breathing.

"Taste it." Song Yu calmed down to the point of speaking out, and reached out and wiped the corners of his wet lips, "It smells like jasmine, it's very sweet."

I'm sorry, but Lezhishi's brain circuit seems to be different from others. He straightened his chest, "so this level..." He still didn't say the word kiss, "...kiss," Are you more satisfied?"

Song Yu stared at him for a short while, suddenly his expression was not as leisurely as he was just now, and he became serious, as if he was saying something very important.

"No, you can pluck up the courage to make any act of love to me, I am very happy. These can't be measured by dissatisfaction, you don't need to please anyone, understand?"

Le Zhishi pursed his lips, seeming to understand, and still insisted, "But I want you to feel that what I do will make you feel satisfied, and I want to have a higher score in your heart..."

Song Yu touched his cheek, "I know, but I don't need it."

Such behavior will certainly please Song Yu, but it is too innocent when he is happy to know, and it is easy to be used by people habitually in exchange for goodwill. In order to prevent Le Zhishi from falling into this kind of misunderstanding of emotional pay, Song Yu rarely confessed once.

"You are a perfect score with me. Even if you do nothing, you are a perfect score."

Le Zhishi's heart jumped suddenly, as if there was a little rabbit in his chest, jumping desperately.

"Then... I'll hand in a blank paper." He looked at Song Yu and asked naively, "Is it full marks?"

"Ok."

"Then I cheat?"

"How to cheat?"

Le Zhishi hooked his neck and smiled sweetly, "Bring the invigilator to get a good relationship with the teacher, and give me one hundred and one points."

When the self-control was still working, Song Yu raised his wrist and showed him the watch Lezhishi gave him, “You will also have to deduct points for being late for class.”

"I know Teacher Song." Le Zhishi downturned, and decided to tire of studying for three seconds.

However, he accomplished another feat, having breakfast in the car of Song Yu, a cleanliness patient, and forcing Song Yu to finish drinking the sweet-scented osmanthus eggnog he couldn't drink. Fortunately, he drove, Lezhishi arrived in the classroom at 9:59 and sat next to Jiang Yufan.

"Aren't you going home?" Jiang Yufan didn't know anything about the apartment. "Aunt and uncle sent you here this morning? Or did you take the high-speed train yourself?"

"My brother." Lezhishi made a sloppy look.

"Are you better? Are you still burning?" Jiang Yufan asked again.

The teacher happened to enter the door, Lezhi Shi shook his head quickly and lowered his voice, "I was fine yesterday."

The door closed by the teacher opened again, and Shen Mi came in two minutes late. Le Zhishi glanced at him and felt that his condition was not right, Jiang Yufan touched his shoulder, "Shen Mi seems to be something wrong these past few days. After drinking a lot of alcohol, I accompanied my girlfriend to the playground and saw him. Sitting alone on the steps."

"Why drink?" Le Zhishi was curious.

"I later asked him on WeChat. He said it was his family's business, and it didn't matter. I don't want me to tell you." Jiang Yufan felt bad. "Brothers, it is necessary to care."

Le Zhishi also thought it made sense, so he immediately sent Shen Mi an emoticon with a dog touching his head. He felt that since Shen Mi didn't want to talk, he wouldn't like him asking.

Sure enough, after five minutes, Shen Mi returned to him with a sand sculpture emoji, and said nothing else.

This public class is good at Le Zhi Shi, it sounds effortless, and the notes are done quickly and well. After the first half of the class, three people had asked him to borrow notes. Lezhishi copied his word document and sent them to them, and then lay on the table and rested for a while.

When he closed his eyes, he could think of Song Yu kissing him, and his heartbeat would speed up uncontrollably. It made him almost afraid to close his eyes.

"Hey, I heard that our school is about to hold an art festival. Are you going to participate?" Jiang Yufan just asked, and felt that Lezhishi would definitely be drawn to participate. Just like him, the senior sisters and seniors in the courtyard rushed Yes, "Which section do you like?"

"Are there many?" Lezhishi was a little curious, "I don't even know."

Jiang Yufan forwarded a WeChat message to Lezhishi. Lezhishi took out his mobile phone, but the first thing he saw was Song Yu's message. He said he would come to the Faculty of Law at noon to accompany him for dinner. Lezhishi was so happy all of a sudden, the news Jiang Yufan sent him was also forgotten.

Jiang Yufan stared at him, "Which one are you looking at? Why are you so happy that the corners of your mouth are so happy that you can hold the moon for nine days."

"What do you like?" Le Zhishi whispered to himself, "I don't like anyone."

"Ouch." Jiang Yufan laughed at him, "You will definitely be bred. It is a sin to be handsome."

The teacher returned to the classroom and their cross-server chat ended. Le Zhishi was very attentive when he was listening to the class. He didn't look at the phone during the whole process. When the teacher finished the get out of class at the end, he was still using the notebook to organize the notes of the class.

"Hey, I won't go to your cafeteria for dinner today." Jiang Yufan quickly collected his schoolbag, "I promised to accompany my girlfriend out to eat crab meat pot."

Lezhishi stared at the computer screen, and answered him with a little attention, "Well, you guys who have forgotten friends..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Le Zhishi suddenly woke up, "Girlfriend?" He didn't bother to say goodbye to Jiang Yufan who had already run away. He took his schoolbag and picked up the phone, opened a card, and saw the message from Song Yu.

[Brother: Tell me when get out of class is over. ]

[Brother: Do you want to eat fried chestnuts? I see it is sold. ]

[Brother: I passed by. ]

Le Zhishi followed the flow of people out, trying to type with his head down all the way, but as soon as he spelled two words, he received a new one.

[Brother: Don’t look at the phone when walking, don’t need to reply, just come out, I’m waiting for you. ]

Those who didn't know thought that Song Yu had set an eye next to him and used it to stare at him. Lezhishi turned his head back and confirmed that Song Yu was indeed not behind him.

I know him so well, one can guess what he is doing while typing.

The crowd drove him to the exit of the teaching building. The environment was noisy. Lezhishi thought he was looking for a while, but when he looked up, he saw Song Yu, standing under the sycamore tree. He smiled lightly at Lezhishi, and walked towards him when his eyes were facing each other.

Although Le Zhishi did not reply to him, Song Yu bought roasted chestnuts, which were still hot.

"It smells good." Le Zhishi opened it and took a look. Every chestnut was round and cracked, revealing the sweet golden flesh inside. He walked next to Song Yu, his arms rubbing very intimately, "How do you know I'm still inside? What if I'm gone."

"I guess you might be asking questions or taking notes." Song Yu paused, and then said, "And he just came out of the secret, he walked over and told me you were still inside."

He said more than that, and congratulated him on leaving the order very contrary to his intentions, "You have to be nice to him, and don't forget your shape if you succeed." When Song Yu asked him how he knew, he pointed at him again, "Look. , I tried it out."

"A fool can guess. Don't think of me as a fool. I haven't been back to school for three days. When I come back to class, my whole state is different. I can't wait to bubbling all over. I see him happy like that. Can I still guess? But don’t worry, I’m not so stupid that I will take out what I’ve lost and promote it everywhere and lose my face."

Song Yu stared at Shen Mi without saying a word, seeing a childish expression pretending to be open-minded on his face.

"Although you are the guy I don't want to beg for in this world, please don't tell him what I told you that night. You just assume that I also had a fever that day and was talking nonsense. If he doesn't know it, it's all right. burden."

He finally said to Song Yu, "This path is not easy. You must know it better than me. Could you please let him suffer less. I gave up unilaterally. It's so much easier to be friends, but fortunately I didn't confess."

Song Yu felt that he was doing it well and didn't want to reveal it, so he said thank you before Shen Mi left.

"Don't thank me, I can hardly catch the opportunity to educate Song Yu's senior. I really didn't expect this to be the pinnacle of my life."

Sure enough, in the end, he was still the guy who likes to talk.

Song Yu couldn't help laughing. He didn't expect that he would have a day of thanking his rival and reconciling smoothly.

After being with Lezhishi, the whole world seems to be truly unknowable.

"He didn't say anything else?" Le Zhishi looked at Song Yu, "Jiang Yufan said that he had something wrong recently, and he seemed unhappy."

Song Yu said, "It's a low period."

"I hope he will go out soon." Le Zhishi sincerely prayed for himself. When he looked up and saw Song Yu carrying AirPods, "Are you listening to a song?"

"Ok."

"I want to listen too."

Song Yu took one off and put it on Le Zhishi. Seeing his slightly red ear tips, Song Yu could always think of the way he kissed him for the first time while standing on the road of love.

Le Zhishi raised his hand to plug the earphones and continued to walk next to Song Yu. There is an English song in the headphones, and the sound of the guitar is very nice.

In the past, Song Yu always wore headphones and was immersed in his own world, but now, he is willing to share part of himself with Lezhishi. Standing on this huge campus, everyone is an individual, like many isolated islands in the vast ocean, but they are different. Their bodies do not touch each other and seem to be unrelated, but what they hear is only what each other can hear. The same music.

This connection is secret and unique, like a special ocean current, enclosing two small ordinary islands. So they are not alone.

There were a lot of people in the canteen, and Song Yu didn't want him to line up, so he asked him what he wanted to eat, found a seat for him to sit and wait, and went to buy food by himself. He walked too far, five meters, ten meters, to a certain distance, the earphones in his ears lost sound when he was Lezhi, and the noisy environmental sound around him poured in in an instant, like a tide.

Their ocean current was cut off.

"Lele."

Hearing a familiar voice, Le Zhishi raised his head and saw Nan Jia who was holding the dinner plate, "What a coincidence, are you over again?"

"Well, I'm coming for dinner with Song Yu." He consciously didn't use the word elder brother.

"Really? Do you mind if I sit down?" Nan Jia laughed, "The location is a bit hard to find."

"Of course I don't mind."

Nan Jia sat diagonally across from Le Zhishi, leaving Song Yu with a space opposite and next to Le Zhishi, "I'm so tired today, I haven't even drank any saliva all morning." She poked the straw into the cup. , Drank a full mouthful.

Le Zhishi was curious, "What is so busy?"

"It's not about the art festival. I'm helping to contact both the debate and the fashion show. Last year, only two of the six sections of our academy made it to the finals of the art world. This year everyone wants good results and they work hard."

Le Zhishi thought of what Jiang Yufan said during class, "So there are six sections."

"Yes, but the debate is the most competitive. You also know that our school is a famous debate school. There are too many people who sign up. Many seniors and graduate students are still playing competitions. But the other sections are also very powerful. "Speaking of this, Nan Jia's eyes widened, "By the way, Lele, do you want to participate? I can say hello to you wherever you want. Sing, dance, sitcom, or debate? Why don't you go? Let’s be a model for our apparel contestants."

"Huh?" Le Zhishi thought for a while, "being a model means someone draws pictures and designs clothes?"

"Yes, the clothes are all designed by everyone, and then displayed on the catwalk. It is very grand. I think your catwalk must be very beautiful."

Compared to catwalks, Le Zhishi is more interested in drawing and debating. He started to think about it when he didn't consider participating in the art festival.

When I saw Lezhi, Nan Jia didn’t continue to say, fearing to interrupt him. I didn’t expect that after half a minute, when Lezhi was in a daze, he suddenly said, "My brother is back."

The transparent ocean current between them continued again, and the sound of the guitar became a slowly flowing piano.

As soon as Nan Jia looked up, it was true that the one a few meters away was not Song Yu.

"The telepathy of the two of you is a bit too powerful." Nan Jia couldn't help sighing.

Le Zhishi also turned his head, and the moment he met Song Yu, he smiled. The music continued from the breakpoint gave him hints, and it seemed to replace Song Yu to give him a hug after returning.

"No, we cheated." He smiled and said to Nan Jia.

The author has something to say:

In addition, it only represents me personally: Song Yu is the best, Lele is the best, and they are the best.

Song Yu’s maturity and restraint are his charms. I still insist that seniors should not use the emotional foundation and trust of young people to woo and ask for love. In my eyes, this will lose the charm of seniority. If the age gap is even greater Larger, this kind of guidance in the name of initiative is even more indispensable.

Young people, even if they are young, have the right to take every step of their own free will. What Song Yu did was to protect Lele from taking every step freely without asking for anything in return.

ps: Osmanthus eggnog is actually mashed egg mash and sweet-scented osmanthus, similar to desserts, in fact, the alcohol content is almost negligible. hhh Of course, don’t drive after drinking, or drive without drinking, otherwise your loved ones will cry.