Lovely Allergen

[Joey, hello.When I received your last letter, I was busy applying to colleges, so the interval between replies this time is a bit long, sorry for the long wait.Yesterday my parents received a call from your father, saying that you had been ill some time ago.I don’t know if it’s serious or not, but I hope you’ve recovered by the time you receive this letter.

When everything is settled, I will go to see you.In fact, I am very concerned about your physical condition, so you can try to write a handbook of how to get along with you every day, and send it to me, so that I can familiarize myself with it in advance, so as to avoid possible mistakes.

Hope the first meeting with you is perfect. ]

Because of the end of this letter, Le Zhishi was convinced that the person in that section of the envelope is a perfectionist.

First of all, his handwriting is very beautiful, from the correctness of childhood to the early appearance of style in his youth, to the mature writing of today, he has imitated every stage seriously, so he wrote Chinese handwriting similar to Song Dynasty. Yu's is very similar, but not exactly the same.

Secondly, Song Yu's paper is always spotless without any wrinkle or any unnecessary smell.His signatures are almost the same every time he inscribes, just like the traces printed by a machine.If letters also have quality control, Song Yu's letters must be the best.

In the end, that is, he hopes to receive a request for getting along with each other, which further highlights his unwillingness to make mistakes.

Thinking of this, Le Zhi got up excitedly from the bed, sat down at the desk and turned on the lamp, and quickly wrote down information about himself on other waste paper: his allergens, the medicine he took, the things he hated Thunder... But at the end of the writing, when Lezhi suddenly felt timid.

Song Yu didn't want to make mistakes.

So is my feeling for him a mistake that needs to be avoided by him?

This assumption caused confusion for the first time when I was a teenager.

He didn't know how he fell in love with a brother who only existed behind a pen and paper. This sounded a bit weird, like the plot of a novel from the last century.But he thinks that many people in this era will also fall in love with virtual characters, and fall in love with a certain image carefully set up on social networks. In comparison, he is not even so pitiful, after all, Song Yu is real A person, as long as he wants, he can break the rules and see him at any time.

What's more, Song Yu is so good, he is willing to listen and give him continuous care during the growth period. No matter how weird thoughts he writes in the letter, Song Yu can understand and give him a steady stream of new inspiration and enlightenment.

He is the person who is the farthest away from Le Zhishi in the world, and also the most intimate existence with him.

How could he not like Song Yu?

Once he knew his own mind, Lezhi began to worry. Although he had relative confidence in himself, he also clearly knew that he was not perfect.There is nothing wrong with homosexuality, but the probability is very small, and if it falls on him and Song Yu, it may be almost zero.

He had more fantasies about Song Yu than anyone else in the world.At night, he would listen to the wind outside the window and imagine Song Yu's appearance. Every Chinese he had ever met was probably not as good-looking as Song Yu.

When reading letters, Le Zhi often fantasizes about Song Yu talking to her.What a beautiful tonal language Chinese is, the combination of four tones makes speaking as beautiful as singing.Song Yu must also have a voice that can utter these wonderful tones.So Le Zhishi worked hard to learn the tones, but it was really difficult. Except for his own father, he could hardly find a practitioner who could speak standard Chinese, so he always made mistakes, and even wrote in letters, if He couldn't tell the difference between Qusheng and Yangping, so he would pronounce Song Yu as Song Yu, and Song Yu's image would be a cute little fish.

And Song Yu wrote back, "I believe you can tell the difference. You are a very smart student. But it's not bad to be a small fish."

Seeing such a reply, Le Zhishi was both happy and sad. He faintly felt that Song Yu was pampering himself, but he was not sure whether the source of this pampering was liking, or the care between friends, or even the affection for someone he knew. Encouragement from a younger brother.

The more you think about the situation, the worse it gets.

When he was sick, Le Zhishi's confusion and anxiety would aggravate. He wrote many letters drowsily and discarded many of them, but because he didn't want Song Yu to wait, he dragged his sick body Pack the letter and mail it on the last day.

Unexpectedly, it was sent by mistake.

This disrupted all the original plans that Le Zhishi had made—keep enough mystery before the first meeting, let him look forward to the meeting as much as himself, keep healthy and energetic, and test whether he would resist the same sex, if not, Then work hard and try to pursue...

Therefore, when he deliberately left London early when he knew that Song Yu was coming, he also made an excuse not to pick him up at the airport, because the airport is not a romantic place to meet, and he didn't choose to stand at the door to greet him foolishly when he arrived.

These plans, which had been contemplated for a long time when they were happy, were finally shattered because of a wrongly sent letter.

The sea breeze blew his forehead hair to his cheeks, sticking to the bridge of his nose.Le Zhishi shoved it away with his fingers in embarrassment, suppressing the panic in his eyes, but he still couldn't hold back, and blinked several times quickly in the sea breeze.

The tide came up again, this time up to a third of his calf.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a while, Song Yu said again: "Am I being too straightforward?"

He would deny Le Zhi when he guessed, and then stumble to explain something.

But things are always unexpected.

Le Zhishi showed an annoyed, even somewhat discouraged expression, tightened his jaw, and pursed his lips. After a few seconds, he looked up at Song Yu, and blamed him in an angry tone: "Yes, it's because you."

"I carefully avoided those mistakes, but it was useless at all, and you still found out."

For some reason, Song Yu felt that their conversation was very familiar at a certain moment, as if they had heard it somewhere before, and there was an illusion as if it was a world away.He even had a premonition that he might cry when he knew it.

Hope not.

But this time I didn't cry when I learned music.

"You ruined my plan." His complaining tone made Song Yu feel familiar, because when reading his letter, Song Yu had imagined such a voice countless times, and reality was more beautiful than imagination.

Le Zhishi raised one foot slightly and kicked it in the water, as if to relieve his frustration, the water splashed on Song Yu's pants.Immediately afterwards, he raised his face and looked directly at Song Yu with those extremely clear amber pupils, "I like you, and I want to pursue you."

As if feeling that he was being too rash, Le Zhi called him by his name like an adult, "Song Yu, I'm serious." In order to be more serious, he even switched to a more accurate and error-free native language, "You know Yes, I'm not a perfect guy, so I want to use a perfect plan to make you like me, at least the probability of success will be higher."

He speaks English much faster, more like blurting out, direct and frank, and many small expressions are a little exaggerated, "Although you will definitely think that I actually like a person because he writes to me every month , What kind of freak is this? But you should think of it this way, I will like the you you showed in the letter, instead of being attracted by other appearances, which means that I don’t only pay attention to appearance like other people who like you. "

Song Yu seemed to think that what he said was a little funny, so he made a smile.

So Lezhi felt offended, "Is it funny?"

Song Yu shook his head very casually, and said to him in English, "No. I just think you are cute."

Hearing this sentence, Le Zhishi's ears turned red again.His heart was beating very fast, just like every time he read Song Yu's letter silently, he repeatedly chewed on the meaning behind it, and found a little bit of hidden evidence that Song Yu also had a crush on him, but Song Yu's brushwork was always so fair , Those words that are so subtle that they can hardly be called hints drenched Lezhishi like hot rain on many nights. From the inside to the outside, there is nowhere that is not damp and full of vitality.

At this moment, because of Song Yu's compliment, the hot rain poured down, making Le Zhishi unable to resist, almost lying down in the rain.

"Am... am I cute?" His language switching system became disordered due to nervousness, and Chinese and English became mixed, and he even had a very strange accent when speaking Chinese. This is something he can never tolerate in front of Song Yu stupid thing.

The smile on the corner of Song Yu's mouth became more obvious. He followed Le Zhi in a gentlemanly manner and switched to Chinese, "Yes, you are very cute. And you are very noble. I don't like my appearance, it's not superficial."

"You like your appearance too." Le Zhishi couldn't help correcting her aloud, and gave a reminder, "I praised you when I first met you. But liking your appearance is not superficial or not noble, you can't blame an admiration heart of."

"Student Le Zhishi, your translation accent is too obvious." Song Yu acted like a stern Chinese tutor, "I told you a long time ago, don't learn Chinese through English-Chinese translation of poetry anthology and novels."

But Le Zhishi was very firm, and he didn't change the subject when he interrupted, "It's fine if you understand. Song Yu, do you understand? I like you very much."

The afternoon sun made the fine down on his face translucent and soft.As soon as he finished speaking, he raised both hands again, palms facing Song Yu, "Don't rush to refuse, even if you don't have that kind of interest in me now, it doesn't matter, I can chase you."

Suddenly, Song Yu pressed his wide and dry palm to his hand.His eyes also fell on Le Zhishi's eyes, and that extremely handsome face looked calm.

"How to chase?" He first asked rhetorically, and then continued, "I heard that British people don't mind others stepping into their personal space, so the way you pursue me is to let me sleep on your bed? Or let me see you naked How about taking a shower with your upper body, or take me to see the rainbow parade of the LGBT group, what inspiration do you get?"

"Le Zhishi." His magnetic voice called out his name completely, and asserted in a very convincing tone, as if proclaiming some kind of judgment, "This is not called pursuit, this is called temptation."

Le Zhi was stunned, for a moment he mistakenly thought that he was going to have an illness, otherwise he wouldn't have difficulty breathing, sweating and heart palpitations.

He subconsciously said no, wanting to deny it.But before Song Yu could pull away from his palm, he bent his fingers and inserted them between Le Zhishi's fingers, like gnashed gears.

"Don't you admit it? The fish are already on the hook."

"What?" Le Zhishi frowned suspiciously, then said it was impossible in English, and asked him as if he was afraid of misunderstanding, "Don't use metaphors."

Song Yu shook off the hand interlocking his fingers, and completely responded to every sentence Le Zhishi had said before, "You don't need to chase me, because I don't intend to reject you, and I have that kind of interest in you. "

He raised his eyebrows, "I like you, do you understand?"

Lezhi felt like he was going to drown in this shining sea.

He belatedly felt Song Yu's thumb pads stroking and rubbing the skin on the back of his hand, and suddenly pulled out his hand reflexively.A sensitive nerve in his body was stirred by Song Yu, his face flushed red, his hands and feet went limp.

"Then now...we..." He was a little flustered, as if the person who frankly showed his love just now was not himself.

"If there is another person to strike up a conversation with." Song Yu raised the corner of his mouth, "You can tell her that we are a couple."

Everything is like a dream in a summer night.Le Zhishi successfully got him on the first day when he reunited with the object of his admiration, and at that moment he felt that he was the luckiest person in the world.But because he didn't plan what to do after catching up, so compared to confessing, everything after that seemed clumsy.

He took Song Yu along the coastline, and when he saw homosexuals lying on the beach kissing together, they would be so nervous that they would be on the same hands and feet. He didn't dare to look at Song Yu, and said to him as if he had completed the task of a tour guide, "I'll take you there. Look at the white cliffs", and then get on his bicycle as if fleeing.

Song Yu didn't make fun of him, and calmly followed Le Zhishi to the planned places. Together, they looked at the white cliffs, the mint-painted art gallery, and the rainbow-colored buildings.Weave through the streets of this artsy seaside town and cycle home together in the evening.

They tacitly didn't tell their parents about this changed relationship, because it was too fragile, like a newborn baby who needed swaddling care.

"Joey, your face is so tanned." Olivia held a large bowl of Caesar salad, "You should put on your hat and go out."

Le Zhishi hesitated and agreed, and then smelled the fragrance and entered the kitchen, "Is this made for me?"

Lin Rong smiled and said yes, "These are pearl balls, you should like them. Come, try one." When she forked one up and fed it to Le Zhi, he swallowed it in one gulp, only to realize that it was very hot. He couldn't bear to spit it out, so he just stood there with his mouth open and let out hot air.

It looks cute and silly.Song Yu walked over, poured a glass of ice water, and handed it to Le Zhishi, then went upstairs alone and changed clothes.

In just one dinner, Le Zhishi fell in love with Lin Rong's cooking.It even aroused Olivia's jealousy, "I might as well send you to my uncle's house."

Le Yi smiled and took a sip of the white wine, "That's a good idea, Lao Song knows how to teach children better than me."

"Stop complimenting me." Song Jin also drank some wine, his face flushed, "I don't ask the child if he wants to make such a joke."

"I am willing." Le Zhishi nodded seriously, "Is it really possible?"

"Hahahahaha it's him most seriously!"

"I think you were really hooked by the food."

The adults were joking, but Le Zhishi secretly glanced at Song Yu with red ears, that was the bait to lure him away.

Le Zhishi couldn't sleep that night. He missed Song Yu who was across the wall so much. Although he had only been face to face with him for ten hours, he felt that he had liked him for many years and many times.

I thought that ten hours was too short, and the excited neurotransmitters in his body were in chaos. It might get better after a long time, but after ten days and 30 days, this feeling is still profound.

Song Yu will enroll after the summer to study his favorite geology.So Le Zhishi wanted to make good use of his hard-earned vacation. During these days, they went to Shakespeare's former residence, went to Bourton-on-the-Water to feed the black swans, went to the "Garden of Eden" in Cornwall, and touched the castle with him on the masonry, touching and caressing each other's fingers.

When they hold hands, when they are happy, their palms will sweat nervously, as if the body releases mucus trying to stick to Song Yu's hand.They hugged, Song Yu's pleasant smell haunted his thoughts, he would unconsciously rub his forehead against the skin of Song Yu's side neck, holding back his desire to kiss.And Song Yu's palms would slowly press and caress his shoulder blades and his waist through the fabric, the feeling was extremely uncomfortable.

In fine weather, he wears swimming trunks and runs by the seaside. When it rains, he wears a transparent raincoat over his shirt. He works with him to take care of the newborn lambs in the foggy pasture.

In midsummer, when the cicadas were singing frenziedly in the middle of the night, his parents fell asleep, and Le Zhishi sat cross-legged on the bed, opened the box he brought, and read Song Yu's letters before, as well as the many love poems he had excerpted to write a love letter to Song Yu.

There was a sudden knock on the door of the room, and Le Zhishi cautiously asked who it was.

"Me." Song Yu stood at the door, "Can I go in?"

As soon as Le Zhishi heard his voice, he foolishly said yes.As soon as Song Yu entered the door, he saw him holding a big box in a panic, and finally gave up on himself and did not continue to hide it.

Song Yu walked towards him, "What is this?" He moved closer and looked more carefully, "My letter?"

"Yeah." Le Zhishi nodded.

Song Yu stood by his bed and looked down at him like a gentleman, "Why are you watching this now?"

"Miss you." Le Zhishi was honest and smiled at him, "Then you came over."

Song Yu pinched his chin, but made no further movements.Le Zhishi is nostalgic for his touch on any part of his body, it is a chain reaction, the numbness is transmitted from the chin to the index finger and toe.

"Why did you come here?" Le Zhishi grabbed his leaving hand and asked him.

Song Yu's eyes looked at the night outside the balcony, and then returned to his shining eyes, "Do you want to see the stars?"

His invitation was obviously very ordinary, but when he knew it, he felt it was extra romantic, so he readily agreed, put on his shirt, and followed Song Yu downstairs quietly.The two were lying on the lawn in the backyard, and the sharp blades of grass rubbed against Le Zhishi's cheeks and neck, just like Song Yu's touch.

The starlight in the rural night sky was exceptionally bright, Song Yu pointed to the slightly red one, "This is Mars."

"Very vivid." Le Zhishi commented on its Chinese name, and then took the initiative to say, "I want to know your zodiac sign, Scorpio."

Song Yu smiled, "It's more difficult to see with the naked eye."

"Forget it. Anyway, I checked, and you really look like a Scorpio." Le Zhishi continued to talk about the various characteristics of Scorpio, mysterious, energetic, and possessive.

"It's still sexy." He turned his face sideways and looked at Song Yu who was lying beside him.

Song Yu also looked at him, and watched quietly for a while, "That's strange."

"What's weird?"

He stretched out a hand to caress Le Zhishi's cheek, "With you, I always feel that a certain moment is very familiar, as if I have experienced it before."

Le Zhishi felt the same way, so he opened his eyes slightly.

"Maybe it's a parallel universe." Le Zhishi tried to give him an explanation, "Do you believe in the theory of multiple universes? Maybe we also know each other in another universe. Maybe it's me who confessed to you that you look like a Scorpio... ..."

He stared at the night sky, and some regrets became more and more profound, "Maybe in that universe, I grew up with you. We eat together every day, go to school together, the first one we see when we wake up in the morning and the one we see before going to bed." The last people are each other."

Song Yu also chuckled.

That would be too happy.

He can have the childhood of Le Zhishi, his lively adolescence, and his future.

When Le Zhi moved closer to Song Yu, she put her head on his shoulder, "I hope we in that universe are also happy."

"It must be." Song Yu said firmly.

The hydrangea exudes a very faint aroma, which makes Le Zhi, who is lying on his back, feel dizzy as if he was drinking wine secretly.Song Yu who was silent for a moment suddenly turned around, his face covered half of the starry sky in front of Le Zhishi's eyes, his dark eyes were like soft abysses.

"You said... the me in that universe, or the me now, who will kiss you first?"

Le Zhishi's fingers grabbed the blade of grass, and his eyes widened.He could feel that he was nervously squeezing out the fragrant juice, his breathing was not smooth, and he even forgot to breathe.

He pinched Le Zhishi's lower lip with his fingers, touched his soft lips with the pulp of his thumb, and asked in a coaxing tone.

"Do you want me to win once?"

Le Zhi said yes in a breathless voice, and then closed his eyes.

His heart jumped out of his chest wildly, as if it was about to shrink into the size of a cherry, from his chest to his throat to the tip of his tongue, he fed it into Song Yu's mouth under mad love, and was crushed, ground, and swallowed by his smooth teeth.So he belongs to this person completely.

In the boundless darkness, the blades of grass are brutally pressed down, and rise up again, like the hope and desire of resurrection from the dead, and the cycle repeats.

"I like you, I like you so much." Le Zhishi seized every gap to confess and show love to Song Yu, and he was sure that he was the same in any universe.And Song Yu released the strongest possessive desire for him, and his bones and flesh and blood must be closely attached to each other.

As the night cooled, they went from lying down to sitting up, to wandering the dark backyard, holding each other's hands.

"You just take a shower here." Song Yu pointed out a hydrangea bush precisely, "It's very beautiful."

"This is the flower I raised, of course it is beautiful, and there are snow mountain roses." Le Zhishi was still very proud, he said, and took Song Yu away, because he wanted to take him to see the flowers in the front yard, and it was him 's proud work.

"I'm talking about you." Song Yu was very frank, and he will never forget the look back at Le Zhishi that day.

"It looks much better than I imagined."

Le Zhishi was easily nervous at his words, "Okay..." They walked through the house, so Le Zhishi lowered his voice, "It means your imagination is not rich enough."

"It's already very rich." Song Yu rubbed his fingers and walked to the front yard with him.

Le Zhishi stood still in front of the rose bushes, looked at him sideways, "What are you thinking?"

Song Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you want to know if it's during the day or at night?"

"I..." He quickly understood Song Yu's hint this time.

"Your Chinese has improved."

"you……"

Song Yu stared at the snow-white rose, and cut off his words again, "I heard from Uncle Le today that before you were born, my parents and your parents had an agreement that if you were a girl, I would marry you Give me."

"But I'm a boy." Le Zhishi emphasized.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, you have been mine since the embryonic stage." Song Yu smiled and asked Le Zhishi, "Are these flowers the wedding bouquet you planted for yourself?"

"Song Yu!" Le Zhi was a little anxious when he teased her.

But the flirt stretched out his hand unhurriedly, picked the most beautiful rose, and folded it off to remove the thorns.

In the end, it was pinned to Le Zhishi's ears.

Under the moonlight, the faces of the lovers are calmer and more beautiful than the plump snow mountain roses.Song Yu couldn't help kissing his soft cheek, held it like a treasure, and pressed it against his smooth forehead, with a gentle voice.

"I love you, Le Zhishi."

"In any universe, I love you."