Lovely Allergen

Le Zhishi felt that she might be unconscious because of the illness, so she kissed Song Yu in the public.

His breathing hasn't completely subsided, and he is still very weak, so he looked a little pitiful when he stepped back this distance, and he was panicked, and coughed a few times, as if he hoped that the others in the room did not see this stupid thing. I hope Song Yu will not be bothered by his actions.

But Song Yu hugged him face to face, touched the back of his neck and the back of his head comfortably with his hand, "It's okay." He reached out and picked up the water glass on the ground, held Lezhi Shi and helped him stand up, and then said to him. The clerk on the side said, "Sorry, my boyfriend has an asthma attack and it affects your work. I would like to order a cup of hot water, please add a little sugar."

The clerk was startled first, and then nodded immediately, "Yes, you can sit down first."

Song Yu helped Le Zhishi to the sofa deck, and kissed his forehead again, "Wait for me."

He hurried to the cabinet just now, squatted and sorted out all the scattered items on the floor of Lezhishi, checked the medicine he brought, and directly took out the number of doses to be taken from the aluminum foil, and packed it. Good backpack, push it along with the suitcase.

Le Zhishi was lying on the table, very pitiful and helpless in Song Yu's eyes. He walked over, sat next to Lezhishi, took him into his arms, and touched his back.

"I haven't eaten anything yet, why are you allergic?" Song Yu asked him softly.

Le Zhishi buried his face in his shoulders, feeling that Song Yu's coat was a little wet, "I was very unlucky and accidentally ran into the big brother carrying the flour. In fact, it only floated out a little bit and just sucked in." He said There was still a weak voice, Song Yu seemed to care very much, and the strength to hug him was very light.

"Fortunately, you are very obedient and take medicine with you." Song Yu rubbed his hair and gave him the pill in his hand. "Are there any other symptoms."

"Not yet." Le Zhishi shook his head.

Song Yu was wearing a black overcoat. Lezhishi discovered that his woolen fabric was stained with a lot of very small water droplets, like a drizzle. This reminded him that Song Yu shouldn't be here at this moment.

"Aren't you in the northwest? You said you would go back the day after tomorrow."

"I also said that it was the original plan. Originally, the people in the laboratory wanted to spend a few days there as a group trip. But I think I'd better come back early. Then you said you were going to Guangzhou and showed me the flight number. Decided to go to Guangzhou." Song Yu patted his back lightly, "but I can't buy the earliest ticket to Guangzhou. I saw the news of the typhoon again in the morning. I was afraid of something wrong, so I called the airline. , Knowing that you will divert."

"Fortunately, tickets to Changsha are easy to buy, so I flew over directly."

He used a particularly calm and even plain tone to speak out the decision that had been made after many twists and turns, and avoided discussing the purpose of coming back early and coming to Changsha throughout the whole process. It seemed like a business trip, better than those who delayed the trip. Be calm.

"No wonder your phone can't get through at all." Lezhishi thought, it turned out to be on the plane. He leaned on Song Yu and asked him in a muffled voice, "What if I leave? You run for nothing."

"No, you can't go to Guangzhou for the time being. If the plane is delayed, you will probably stay at the airport and wait instead of choosing other means of transportation, and there is no such urgency."

He seems to be a machine doing prediction tasks, "After the airline gives the delay information, you should stay at the airport, watch a few episodes of anime, and eat something to wait."

It's all right.

Le Zhishi sniffed and got out of his arms. He suddenly found the girl at the opposite table staring in their direction. Only then did he remember that he and Song Yu seemed to be too close to each other, but he didn't back away from him, and was a little bit too close. Stubbornly said to Song Yu: "So you would rather take the risk of running in vain than tell me that you are here."

Song Yujing stayed for two seconds, revealing a rare expression that seemed incomprehensible to what was happening in front of him. The waiter just came with hot syrup and presented a cup of hot American.

Le Zhishi expressed his gratitude to her and said that he had caused the trouble. The waiter was very worried, "No, I am really sorry, because the storefront at the airport was renovated and the back door could not be opened, and fewer people delivered it early this morning. It was two bags before I accidentally ran into it. It was too thrilling."

"It's okay." Lezhishi smiled at her.

"It's great that you are fine. I was really scared to death just now." The waiter said, looking at Song Yu again, and couldn't help but praise, "Your boyfriend really feels so reliable."

"Ah..." Lezhishi hid for too long, and felt very uncomfortable with outsiders knowing about their relationship. She became a little bit shy and didn't know what to say, "...thank you."

"You two match well." The waiter showed the side of a very young girl and covered half of his face with a tray. "Don't bother you, please call me if you need it."

"Okay." Le Zhishi watched her leave, still immersed in the pleasure of being praised Song Yu's reliability, carefully picked up the water glass, swallowed all the allergy medicine in the water, and heard Song before he could swallow. Hou Yu asked in hindsight: "Do you prefer to be notified in advance?"

"Huh?" Le Zhishi took a big sip of water, puffed his mouth, and blinked at him with wide eyes.

"I suddenly appeared, don't you feel bad?" Song Yu asked again.

Le Zhishi hurriedly swallowed the pills, shook his head again, and said no anxiously, "I'm just wondering why you didn't tell me what to do if you run away..." He was half-talking, and suddenly he was stunned, as if he had found something. Like, his hand touched Song Yu's arm.

"Brother, are you trying to surprise me?" Lezhishi tilted his head.

Song Yu suddenly coughed, turned his head and took a sip of water. When he put down the cup without looking at Lezhi, "I just don't want to say."

Le Zhishi stared at him for a few seconds, and suddenly jumped into his arms happily, "Thank you."

"I originally thought it would be no problem for me to come to Guangzhou by myself. It doesn't matter if you don't come. It's just a little bit of trouble and a lot of trouble." He hugged Song Yu and looked up at him with innocent eyes. Come, even minor troubles have become very pleasing to the eye."

I originally thought I would awkwardly clean up the mess after the illness, leave this small shop, and then continue to wait and board the plane, leaving alone to an unfamiliar city.

But Song Yu didn't let this happen.

Although he was awkward, he couldn't even admit a surprise, but there was no second person like him, who would always come to Lezhishi at the first time.

Song Yu hugged him back, his body finally relaxed a little.

When he called Lezhishi, he had just got off the plane, thinking that he would meet soon, and his heart was filled with sweet and happy emotions. Before he took a few steps, he heard the cough on the other side of the phone.

He had forgotten how he rushed over, how he was looking for the cake shop in the airport when he frantically looked for Lezhi, he must be very embarrassed, very unlike him.

"Don't be troublesome, I don't like it." Song Yu lowered his head and kissed the top of his hair.

After a short break, the two left the airport. The weather has a great impact on the flight. Song Yu was afraid of being unsafe, so he bought a later high-speed train from Changsha to Guangzhou. He received a temporary injection at the hospital near the station. Before he had time to eat, Song Yu hurried to buy it for him. He took a portion of soup with rice and sugar-oiled papa, and accompany him to finish it in the injection room of the hospital.

"This is delicious, glutinous, and sweet." He tried to feed Song Yu, but Song Yu avoided him.

"It's too sweet." Song Yu let him eat it all by himself.

The allergic rash subsided a lot, but the side effects of the allergy medicine made him dizzy and a little chilly. But Le Zhishi was not sad because of his illness. In this unfamiliar place, he could hold Song Yu's hand forever. No one knew how complicated their relationship was.

Typhoon, heavy rain, an unexpected emergency landing, so many accidents weave a perfect escape plan, so that he and Song Yu can escape from the name of "brothers" for the time being and be simple lovers, regardless of the eyes of others.

There are many people on the high-speed rail, and Song Yu bought the tickets very temporarily, so the two seats are not next to each other. Lezhishi didn’t say anything. Song Yu, who always hated trouble, walked in front of them with their luggage, and took the initiative to find the passenger sitting next to Lezhishi, a young girl, and asked her to change seats peacefully. .

Seeing Song Yu's face, the girl was a little frightened and shy, "Are you going to sit with me?"

"Yes." Song Yu turned a little sideways to show her Lezhi, "We didn't buy tickets together."

"Ah like this." The girl's eyes lit up when she saw Lezhi, and she quickly got up and stood up, "Then where is your seat?"

"12A, the one by the window."

The seats were actually in the same row, and the girl quickly agreed to go there. Song Yu thanked her, and she kept waving her hands and saying you're welcome.

Song Yu asked Le Zhishi to sit down by the window, put his luggage, took off his coat and put it on Le Zhishi's body.

"I've always been curious, why doesn't the high-speed rail have an E seat?" The lights in the carriage lighted Lezhishi's hair very soft, with a faint golden shimmer.

"It seems to be the same as the window number of the plane." Song Yu also sat down. There was not enough space in the second-class seat. His legs were not stretched out very much, and he was not used to it.

Le Zhishi nodded and said "it is so" in Japanese. He secretly moved his hand under the coat, took his armrest down, and went to find Song Yu's armrest, but because he touched Song Yu's first Arm, so he squeezed his forearm muscles by the way.

He was about to adjust the armrests of his chair. Just now the girl got up and came towards them again. Lezhishi raised her eyes and looked at her. Seeing her pursed her lips, she said to Song Yu, "Um, sorry, please. Is it convenient to add WeChat?"

Song Yu raised his head to look at her at this time, but the carriage was very noisy, and his attention was all in the hands of Lezhishi, and he did not hear her just now, "What?"

"I want to add your WeChat." The girl was a little shy, "If you can."

If it hadn't just changed seats with her, Song Yu might have refused as coldly as before, but he is now in a bit of a difficult situation, guessing that if he refuses, the chances of the other party saying that he will switch back may not be small.

Compared to sitting with Lezhishi, exchanging a WeChat is relatively nothing.

Just about to take out the phone, Le Zhishi suddenly lifted his coat. The voice was not too loud, but he said directly to the girl, "He is my boyfriend."

Song Yu's first reaction was to cover his coat back, and then he realized what Le Zhishi had said, and turned his face to look at him unexpectedly.

The girl's expression suddenly became a little awkward, her eyes swept over Lezhishi and Song Yu for two rounds, but she still didn't believe it, "...really?"

"Really." Lezhishi's light-colored pupils were bright under the light, and what he said was straightforward, but there was a strange and irresistible feeling. "Can you not ask him for WeChat? I'll be jealous. ."

Song Yu turned his head and glanced at him, "Will you?"

"Yes." Le Zhishi pursed his lips and smiled at him, so the corners of Song Yu's mouth were slightly raised, but he was pressured by his strong willpower.

The girl looked at them, she knew it, and she was embarrassed to leave. But Le Zhishi stopped her anxiously, took out the mango mousse he bought in the cake shop and gave it to her. When she saw the girl's face regained a smile, Lezhi felt better.

"It's the first time for me to do this kind of thing." He pressed down Song Yu's handrail, leaned against him, and said quietly, "I hope she won't be upset."

Song Yu only thought he was cute, so he smiled.

"why are you laughing?"

"It's nothing, I feel like you are like the kind of small dog that yells provocatively while relying on the owner's side."

Le Zhishi was dissatisfied with his description, and stood up from his shoulders, facing Song Yu, "I am not so bad."

"Okay." Song Yu touched his chin.

When the car started to move, Le Zhishi and Song Yu whispered to each other, secretly holding Song Yu's hand under the coat and playing with his hand.

"The waiter in the cake shop said that we match well." Le Zhishi said to him in a low voice, "Did you hear it?"

Song Yu shook his head. At that time, he was immersed in the frustration of surprise failure and heard nothing.

But he quickly said: "But I also agree with her point of view."

Le Zhishi was amused by his serious remarks, and squeezed his hand, "Why agree?"

Originally it was just a random question, and did not expect to get any answer, but Song Yu actually answered, "According to the current people’s common belief, there are several indicators that are not relevant: appearance, body shape, education background, income, and family background. ."

As if answering a certain academic question seriously, he analyzed one by one, with a rigorous attitude. "The appearance and figure are all aesthetic problems, and there is no standard answer..."

"I like your face very much." Le Zhishi replied in a low voice.

Song Yu turned his face and raised his eyebrows, "Just the face?"

"..." Le Zhishi whispered again, "and figure."

Song Yu seemed to be a little satisfied. Le Zhishi leaned on him again and asked him softly, "Then do you think I look good?"

When I asked this sentence, Le Zhishi was very close to him. The small soft hairs on his cheeks were faintly visible in the light. The western-style bone matched the delicate skin of the Oriental, dense and long eyelashes and transparent brown. His pupils always make him feel pure, which is different from ordinary people when he blinks.

Asking this kind of question with this face...

"I don't know if you look good or not." Song Yu said deliberately.

Seeing the dog's eyes hurt when Lezhi, Song Yu laughed, "You really don't know yourself."

This probably means looking good and like it, so Lezhishi quickly became happy again.

Song Yu continued to calculate according to his indicators, "Education, we are a school. Although there is no income now, you should be a lawyer in the future and your income should be considerable. My future income will not be too low to support you."

When I was raising the word Lezhi, I liked it very much, and touched Song Yu's arm in a good mood.

"As for the family situation..."

Speaking of the last topic, the two of them were silent for a few seconds, as if laughing at themselves, Song Yu smiled, "If your father is still there, we are also considered family friends. If your father is not here, our family background is the same family. . It can be regarded as a good door in a certain sense, right."

Le Zhishi looked up at him, and leaned his head on his shoulder with attachment.

"Looking at it this way, we really match up, right."

He cared that Song Yu's mood was higher than anything else. As for these indicators, they were just trivial jokes.

This escape, destined to sail into the storm, is not suitable for the worried heart.

Rain lines appeared again outside the car windows. In the dark night, the rain falling on the glass was the brightest. Le Zhishi was dizzy, leaning on Song Yu's shoulder, and told him that it was the same when taking a plane in the morning. It was raining and there were many people.

"The plane is very turbulent, I'm afraid."

Song Yu touched his cheek and helped him pull up the fallen coat.

"I thought of the plane crash movie we watched together."

"It's not that serious." Song Yu said, "Alternatives are very common."

Le Zhishi recalled the feeling at the time, and there was still a lagging panic in his heart. He knew that Song Yu would think he was childish and naive, but Le Zhishi had a natural fear of disaster.

"I thought they would give me a suicide note, I have already figured out the content."

To be precise, he has drafted a copy in the memo.

Song Yu thought he was very cute, but when he thought about it, he felt scared and even a little uncomfortable, but he didn't want to be too overwhelming, so he pretended to have a relatively relaxed tone, "What do you want to write?"

"Yeah..." Le Zhishi picked out the simple suicide note in his heart, selected some that seemed less important, and told Song Yu, "There are a total of 13,000 in my mobile phone and bank card. I have a lot of savings, but I still owe two thousand for Huabei. Could you please use my money to pay it back, or I will die. The remaining money will be divided into three equally for you, Aunt Rong, and uncle."

"There are two sketchbooks you gave me. Can you burn both of them? Although I know this is superstitious, I don't need other things. I want these two." Le Zhishi finished, and again After thinking for a while, "I don't know if this statement is not credible. If I can't receive it after burning, then I will lose my blood."

At some point, Lezhishi always showed a naive and cruel attitude. Song Yu didn't really want to listen, so he didn't say a word.

Perhaps he should ask Lezhi Shi, if he thought about him when he imagined that he might die.

Apart from money, have you ever thought about leaving him anything?

It is very tacit that Le Zhishi stopped talking. He stretched out a hand to write Song Yu's word Yu on the windowpane, then erased it with his finger, and jumped to the topic of what to eat tomorrow, telling him before he came. After reading a lot of food guides in Guangzhou, I finally talked and said that I was tired and fell asleep leaning on Song Yu.

Time passed very slowly since he fell asleep. Song Yu tightly held Le Zhishi's hand under his coat, as if he could feel relieved in this way.

No one would take this kind of thing seriously, but Song Yu would. He thought he was used to losing the possibility of Lezhi anytime and anywhere, but he didn't.

One more stop is going to Guangzhou. Le Zhishi's cell phone suddenly vibrated, making him a little uncomfortable in the quarrel, and unwilling to wake up, Song Yu had to let go of his cell phone, and finally found it from his coat pocket. The screen is on, it is the alarm clock set by Lezhi Shi.

He liked using the alarm clock as a reminder, Song Yu turned it off for him. But after half a minute, a new alarm clock went off.

He likes to set many consecutive alarm clocks.

Because of being quarreled, Le Zhishi didn't lean against Song Yu, and leaned to the window. Song Yu couldn't help but unlocked the lock by entering the password and turned off all the five consecutive alarm clocks in his phone.

When sliding back, he accidentally entered other interfaces in the background, which happened to be the memo edited by Lezhishi. He knew that he shouldn't spy on privacy, but he still watched.

The whole is not long, only a few lines, but the title is just a suicide note, completely in the style of Lezhishi.

Song Yu saw the last paragraph at a glance.

[I know that cremation is going to be done now, but if you can leave a small pot of ashes, please give it to Mr. Song Yu. I have written his mobile phone number on the top. You can contact him.

I don’t know the acceptance rules, but I don’t have an immediate family member, he is my lover. ]