Lovely Allergen

There was no one at home, Marshmallow was the first to come out to greet them warmly. The orange cat was sleeping in a corner of the sofa. Hearing the movement, he lowered his head to confirm that it was them who came back, then lowered his head, turned his back and continued to sleep in the nest.

Song Yu took off his school uniform and jacket, asked Le Zhishi to sit on the sofa, and asked him what he wanted to eat. Le Zhishi had just picked up the dog, and was taken aback when he heard this, then put down the dog and followed Song Yu Entering the kitchen, "Brother Song Yu, are you cooking?"

Song Yu took out the apron on the wall and wrapped it around his body, "Is it weird?"

Le Zhishi shook his head and sat next to Nakajima, and Xiao Bomei climbed up and got into his arms.

"It's been a long time since I ate your food."

In the past, Song Jin's business was busier than it is now. At that time, Lin Rong also helped manage the company and was often away from home.They were both very young at the time, and they had hired a nanny, but the nanny didn't pay attention to the cooking once, and was hospitalized for allergies when she knew it. Since then, the family has never dared to hire a nanny again. When Lin Rong can't take care of it, it's Song Yu who does it. Next, he is also good at this.

Two children, a small dining table, and a few home-cooked dishes, these are the memories that Lezhi can see when he closes his eyes.

"I want to eat maocai." Xiao Bomei lay her head on the island, stroking his hairy head when she knew it, "and cake."

Song Yu, who opened the refrigerator door, turned his head, raised his eyebrows and pointed to the corner of his mouth.

When Le Zhi remembered it, he touched the corner of his mouth, it hurt a little, "But I want to eat."

Song Yu didn't say anything, but he had already started to get the ingredients.Le Zhishi didn't want him to work alone, so he also went to help.He is not very good at cooking, he can only wash vegetables.The bruise on the fist hurt a little when it touched the water, Lezhi didn't make a sound, but stopped for a while.The water from the faucet suddenly stopped.

"You can't wash it clean." Song Yu pulled a kitchen towel and handed it to him.

Le Zhishi wiped the water off his hands, "Then..."

"Stand here." He lowered his head and concentrated on chopping vegetables, "just watch."

Little Bomei ran over and scratched Song Yu's leg again. Le Zhishi bent down and picked him up, holding his little paw, "Don't hinder brother."

Song Yu cut a piece of the bottom of the butter pan that Lin Rong had fried and frozen before, once the pan was cooked, the whole kitchen seemed to come alive, sizzling, ginger and garlic were poured into the melted red oil, the aroma was overflowing, pour it while it was hot Pour into boiling water, and the red soup boils and dances in the pot.

Added some more seasonings, Song Yu tasted the saltiness, and then added various chopped ingredients.

While the vegetables were cooking, Song Yu separated two egg yolks, stirred them with gluten-free flour, then handed the egg whites and egg beater to Le Zhi, and gave him a indicative glance.

Sending egg whites is Lezhishi's favorite job, and it will make him feel better quickly.Because it is a wonderful experience to watch the egg white gradually become fluffy from a liquid state, and finally become like a cloud.

"Okay." Le Zhishi picked up the egg beater, and the whipped "cloud" was pulled out with a small sharp hook, which was a sign of success. He was quite satisfied, "Perfect."

After putting out the maocai, Song Yu started to make muffins, "There's no time for the cake, so hurry up."

"Pancake is also cake." Le Zhishi nodded himself.

After working for a long time, two bowls of rice, a small pot of steaming maocai, and a blueberry muffin were placed on the island in the kitchen, a combination of Chinese and Western.The fat beef slices are boiled until they can be unfolded, and the thin slices are wrapped in shiny red oil, which awakens the appetite before the entrance.Song Yu took out a small glass jar, poured golden osmanthus syrup on the muffin, and pushed it in front of Le Zhishi.

Le Zhishi picked up a piece of fish fillet with chopsticks, carefully put it into his mouth, and was very cautious when chewing, which looked a little funny.

The maocai was cooked very tasty, numb and spicy, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on the back after eating. Taking advantage of the stimulation in his mouth, he stuffed another muffin wrapped in syrup into his mouth, which was soft and soft, like The chiffon cake extruded into thick slices has a mellow taste.

The uncomfortable emotions from the early morning are also released in the red oil and honey.

There's nothing a good meal can't fix.

Song Yu ate half of the meal in silence, and suddenly left the table. When he came back, he had a gauze bag filled with ice cubes in his hand, "Here, put it on your eyes."

Sure enough, it was mentioned.Le Zhishi took the ice pack, said thank you in a muffled voice, put his elbows on the table and used it to cover his eyes, after applying it for a while, he still couldn't help but raise his head, "Is it ugly?"

Song Yu ate seriously, "You know that too."

He obviously didn't care about his appearance in front of others, but Ke Lezhi was very afraid that Song Yu would see his swollen eyes, and even disliked him for him, and he couldn't figure out the reason.Sighing, Le Zhishi was serious with remorse, "I should have avoided that punch."

Song Yu put down the bowl, "Lezhishi, shouldn't you regret fighting with others today?"

"I don't regret it." Le Zhi raised his head, "I didn't do anything wrong."

This appearance made Song Yu a little distracted, as if seeing himself as a child, he was also so stubborn, and he refused to admit his mistake after being beaten to the point of bleeding.

But Le Zhishi didn't want Song Yu to be misunderstood, so he changed his attitude of not letting go in front of the head teacher, and took the initiative to explain, "Brother, I didn't mean to fight and make trouble. In fact, I didn't intend to do it in the first place. This matter..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Yu interrupted, "I know."

"The person you hit," he looked into Le Zhishi's eyes, as if he had already answered, "What did he say?"

Le Zhishi suddenly froze, clenched his hand holding the ice pack, and his head drooped, like a plant that has been shriveled by the sun.

"He said...my mother is dead, so I will come out to meddle in my own business."

When Wang Qian asked him, he didn't want to say it, and when Jiang Yufan asked him, he didn't want to say it either. Even if he really called Lin Rong or Song Jin on the spot, Le Zhishi could kill him without saying a word.But for some reason, when Song Yu asked, he said it.

It seemed that he could only show weakness to Song Yu.

"I couldn't hold back at that time, so I moved my hand."

Song Yu actually guessed it.The class representative went downstairs with his homework, and happened to see Le Zhi who was being scolded in the office. The news spread in their class. At first, Song Yu didn't believe it. Even if he really helped his classmates, he would not hit them.

But later, when he heard that the bullied child had no parental care, Song Yu probably guessed the reason for the fight.

Even a puppy will bite if it steps on its tail.

But he never wanted to do anything to educate his younger brother's elder brother.I have done too many high-sounding reprimands to adults. Sometimes they can’t even understand that children have troubles, let alone think that children’s troubles are also very important, so they blindly teach them a lesson and make children reluctant Guarantee, but they don't care about whether they feel uncomfortable at that time and how uncomfortable they are.

Lesson and care, Song Yu is not suitable for both.

Looking at Le Zhishi with his head down, eating silently, blinking his eyes a few times quickly, as if he was enduring, Song Yu couldn't tell what it was like, he just found that Le Zhishi sitting in front of him seemed to be no longer The child who would only hide behind him and cry when he was young.

"So you won, or did he win?"

Le Zhishi did not expect Song Yu to ask such a question.

He sniffed and raised his head. The corner of his unbroken mouth was stained with spicy oil, but his expression was serious, "I won. I hit four people by myself. I just didn't dodge the last punch, because someone shouted When the teacher came, I was a little panicked, otherwise my eyes would not be beaten."

It seems that he is really obsessed with the punch to the eyes.Song Yu tore a piece of paper and handed it to him, but Lezhi said, "I didn't cry, I just got hot."

Song Yu had no choice but to stretch out his hand and wipe off the oil from the corner of his mouth with a cold face.

Maybe he experienced the experience of having no silver 300 taels here, or maybe it was Song Yu who wiped the corners of his mouth with his own hands. Le Zhishi's ears were a little hot, and he suddenly forked a muffin and stuffed it into his mouth. He almost choked and coughed. for a long time.

After eating, the two of them packed up together, and there was still enough time for a nap.After applying ice for a while, Le Zhishi felt that his eyes were much better. He went back to the room and looked in the mirror for a while, but it was black and blue, which was still ugly.

Song Yu drew the curtains and lay down on the bed. The phone was full of Qin Yan's news, so he just scanned it.As soon as I closed my eyes, I heard a knock on the door, without opening my eyes, "What's wrong?"

"I want to sleep with you." Le Zhishi said directly, but he didn't step in.

As in the past, Song Yuzhun refused straight away, but today he didn't, and lay on the side of the bed by himself, as if acquiescing.

After getting permission, Le Zhi immediately climbed up. Song Yu opened his eyes and wanted to give him a pillow. Seeing that he had made out of nowhere and put it on his head, he stretched out his hand and pulled the strap of the blindfold, "What is this? ?”

Le Zhishi covered his blindfold, "I want to wear it."

Song Yu didn't stop it anymore, and carried it by himself.Le Zhi also lay down obediently, looking at Song Yu's back quietly.He felt that he hadn't slept with Song Yu for a long time. Whenever it rained heavily when he was a child, he would crawl onto Song Yu's bed with his pillow in his arms and hug him tightly so that he wouldn't be so afraid.And only then, he won't be rejected.

But Song Yu is afraid of the heat, and always dislikes him like a hot little ball, and won't let him cling to him, so when he knows, he only presses his forehead against his back, very restrained to meet his needs for safety feel.

This seemed to be the first time he slept with Song Yu on a sunny day, and he lost his appearance as a result.

Lezhi put his forehead on his forehead, and he could feel his brother's heartbeat through the skin and bones, as if he could also smell the familiar smell of rain, which was soft and full of hope.

This hallucination is like a hypnotic potion released, which can make him fall asleep quickly without hindrance.

Only by lying next to Song Yu can it work.

He couldn't help having an illusion, as if he didn't need anything, and it would be nice to be like this for the rest of his life.

But he knew it was impossible, he was no longer the three-year-old kid who would stop Song Yu from getting married by all means.You can't cry unscrupulously, and you can't speak unscrupulously for self-satisfaction.

Thinking about it, Le Zhi fell asleep, everything in the dream was blurry, the parents who died young, the adults who cast sympathetic eyes, and the children who pushed him.But their voices are clear.

[Children without parents are really pitiful]

[So you are an orphan]

All kinds of voices mixed together formed a black shadow, chasing him in the tortuous dream, unable to escape no matter what.He wanted to call Song Yu's name, just wanted to call his name, but there was no sound when he opened his mouth.

"When you know, when you know..."

Waking up from a dream covered in sweat, the grown-up Song Yu gradually gathered his vision, his brows were tightly frowned, and he took a few deep breaths when he knew it, "I had a nightmare," he somehow thought of what Jiang Yufan said a few days ago One word, "It seems to be a ghost press."

After finishing speaking, he turned around seemingly coolly, "I'm going to continue sleeping."

Song Yu lay down, the sweat from Le Zhishi's forehead was still in the palm of his hand, he looked at the ceiling, and he saw the look in front of him that Le Zhishi couldn't wake up just now.

"Happy time."

Hearing Song Yu call his name, Le Zhishi hummed, with a slight nasal sound, which sounded like a baby.He cleared his throat and covered it up.

"You were really squeamish when you were young, and you were especially able to cry. Every time you cried, it gave me a headache and I wanted to send you away."

Song Yu complained, but his tone was very light.Le Zhi pursed her lips unconsciously behind his back, trying to refute, but heard him speak again, with a trace of calm doubt.

"Why don't you cry when you grow up?"