Lovely Allergen

"Me?" Le Zhishi blinked slowly, "I'll be waiting for Senior Song Yu."

The girl's eyes were full of gossip, "Are you really brothers? Do you also live together?"

"It's not the kind of kiss." Le Zhishi lowered his eyes after answering the first question, opened the homework book, and said softly, "Let's study quickly..."

"Oh yes," the girl also realized something, turned her head and glanced at a certain senior who was endorsing the book in the corner, turned her head and said softly, "I won't bother you, I'll go back. Let's talk next time!"

Next time, it means that she can study here every day?

After thinking for two seconds, Le Zhishi opened the new self-study map with a little envy.He tried to focus, but learning here felt so different from being in a classroom.Nesting in the classroom doing homework, wandering in the corridor memorizing, watching the third year of high school after school, no matter what he does, it is just his unilateral action, and waiting is not even counted. After all, waiting for someone and being waited for are two-way.

This time is different, not waiting without permission.

Thinking about it, Lezhi raised his eyes again, the girl who was chatting on the mobile phone not far away, she smiled sweetly, probably chatting with her boyfriend.When he was thinking, he subconsciously wanted to bite the end of his pen, thinking of Song Yu's face, he held back.

It seems... It's still not the same as them.

After finishing the last question, I just rang the bell, fearing to call Song Yu, etc. Le Zhishi almost packed her schoolbag as quickly as possible, but the next door seemed to be delayed again, and there was no one at the door.Le Zhishi was standing at the back door of Class 5 (Grade [-]) and looked in, and saw Song Yu looking down at a book, with a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.He is mildly short-sighted and hardly needs glasses at ordinary times, and only wears them when he uses his eyes for a long time.

Le Zhishi likes the slight squinting and frowning movements that he occasionally appears when he doesn't wear glasses. I can't explain why, but I just like it inexplicably.

The students in the back row seemed to find a junior high school student standing by the back door, and they all turned their heads after whispering to each other.At first Lezhi didn't think there was anything wrong, until he heard someone whisper, "Isn't that Song Yu's younger brother?" He seemed to be stabbed by something, and immediately covered his slapped eyes, feeling that covering his eyes was also very painful Strange, so I hid aside.

"Why are you more guilty than me?" The girl just now stood outside the classroom openly, as if she was not afraid that her little girlfriend would be caught by the teacher or classmates, "This is also the place of Pei Ya, I am Pei Ya students, it is reasonable to stand here."

Le Zhishi thought for a while, "That's right." So he also stood beside the girl, and within two seconds, he took another step to the right to distance himself from her.

Finally, after class, the teacher came out and took a special look at Le Zhishi's face.The other students in the classroom were very active after school, but Song Yu tidied up slowly.Several senior sisters came out arm in arm and surrounded Le Zhishi.

"You are the little brother in Song Yu's family, right?"

"Mixed race? She looks so cute."

"Is this eyelash real?"

Le Zhishi was used to being surrounded by crowds, so she didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Instead, she answered their questions one by one, "Yes, um, these are real eyelashes."

There was a large circle around the window, and Qin Yan watched intently inside, and began to tease Song Yu again: "Your younger brother is really as popular as you, and all the seniors will kill you."

Song Yu didn't say anything, just put on his schoolbag and walked out.When Le Zhi saw him coming out of the window, he immediately stretched out his arms and waved, his eyes were bright, and he squeezed out from between them, "I'm sorry, senior, I'm going home."

Before I knew it, it was late autumn, and the cool wind was like a little monster that was close to people, and it went straight to the neck and ankles, and I couldn't hide it.When going downstairs, Le Zhishi noticed that the girl from the next class just now went down the stairs side by side with a short senior high school senior. They were next to each other on the crowded and dark stairs, and they secretly held hands, and then let go quickly.

After leaving the teaching building, he glanced at Song Yu beside him again, wanting to say something.It was very strange, but he couldn't think of what to say for a while, and finally just asked: "Are my eyes still ugly?"

Song Yu stared at him and remained silent, causing him to cover his right eye, and Song Yu laughed softly.

weird.

There were a lot of people after school, so they left the bicycle parking spots at the school gate to find their own cars. When they knew it, they took out the key to unlock it, but found that something was wrong.Song Yu walked over with the bicycle on his hands, and looked at him squatting there tinkering, with no surprise on his face, "It's broken?"

"The tire is punctured." Le Zhishi squatted on the ground, poked the flat tire a few times with his fingers, and then looked up at Song Yu, "Although this guess is very dark, I reasonably suspect that Wang Jie and the others did it."

What is obvious, what is dark is not dark.Song Yu stepped into the car, "Sit up."

"Then what about my car?" Asked like this, Ke Le knew that his car had already been locked in his hand.

"Let's talk about it during the day."

Le Zhishi obediently sat in the back seat, and offered to help Song Yu hold his schoolbag, but he didn't expect that the other party's schoolbag was so heavy that his thighs were crushed by boulders.Maybe his legs would completely go numb after a while, and his legs would go limp as soon as he walked, and he would fall into Song Yu's arms, and then he would carry him like he did when he was a child.

Riding the bicycle out of school, Le Zhi hid behind Song Yu's back and laughed while brainstorming about the plot.

All kinds of supper stalls at the gate of the school are almost arranged into a small night market, and the stoves are set up to heat up the wet and cold night in late autumn.The elder brother who fried the rice had a cigarette in his mouth, and shook the handle of the pot back and forth, the fried rice was flying, and the grains rose and fell, and the aroma went straight into people's noses.The duck neck is marinated to taste, and then it is skewered and rolled over an open fire, brushed with spicy oil, sprinkled with spices, and the soul is there.In the casserole, there is also stewed three delicacies vermicelli pot, and when the lid is lifted, the clouds and mist are lingering, and the fragrance is delicious.

Sitting in the back seat, Le Zhishi thought of something, turned around and asked, "Brother Song Yu, have you finished your fried chestnuts today?"

Song Yu hummed lazily.

"Actually, you can give it to Brother Qin Yan if you can't finish it." Hearing the sound of knocking on the board, Le Zhishi saw a new target and said as he walked, "He often gives me snacks."

Song Yu didn't respond.

When Le Zhi found something, "It's delicious!" Excitedly patted Song Yu on the back several times, telling him to stop.

Song Yu pressed the brakes, and stopped in front of a very simple stall as he requested. On top of a square big steam oven was an exquisite two-part wooden device. , with a lotus-shaped wooden cover with a hollow long handle upside down.The stall owner's grandfather greeted warmly, "Come to eat steamed cakes? Two for three yuan, very sweet."

Le Zhishi nodded, "I want two. Can I put more brown sugar?"

"Yes, why can't this be done." The grandfather quickly took out a large spoonful of cake powder mixed with glutinous rice flour, glutinous rice flour and powdered sugar from the box, spread it in the cylinder as a base, and then sprinkled it with a thick layer. For brown sugar, stack two layers like this, cover it to form a wooden jar and steam it on the steamer.

While waiting, Le Zhi heard Song Yu say, "You almost got burned when you ate this for the first time."

"Really?" He turned his head, completely unimpressed, "I don't even remember."

"What do you remember?" Song Yu looked down at the mold, the warm yellow lights of the night market and the steaming hot mist illuminated his outline very softly, "When Dad was holding you, you insisted that this toy was fun, and you stretched out your hand. Touch it, and you will be scalded by the steam and cry."

He seemed to be a little impressed again, "Then what were you doing at that time?"

While speaking, the cake had already been steamed. The old man opened the wooden jar and poked it with the long handle on the top of the cylinder.

"Me?" Song Yu took the cake, "I'm laughing at you."

Le Zhishi was depressed, and said in a serious tone, "If you were burned and cried, I wouldn't laugh at you."

Song Yu gave him the cake, "You will cry." After speaking, he walked in the direction of the bicycle.

"I won't cry now." Le Zhishi followed behind him, thinking about what happened at noon, and patched himself up again, "...unless you recruit me."

"I don't have this habit."

Then he always cried when he was a child, there is always a reason.

Anyway, Song Yu was to blame in his heart.

The Ding Ding cake in the bag was hot to the touch, and when I knew it, I wanted to take a bite while it was hot.When I opened it, I found that the brown sugar was really thick, and it was still heart-shaped. I took a bite and almost spit it out, but I couldn’t hold back my craving, so I chewed it a few times quickly. Simple and thick sweet.In Le Zhishi's heart, melted white sugar is like dew on lotus leaves. When he was a child, he felt that a small piece of transparent and beautiful dew must be sweet, while brown sugar can be compared to the sticky burnt layer of roasted sweet potatoes dripping honey. Layers, double the deliciousness in cold weather.

Seeing that he couldn't keep up for a long time, Song Yu turned around and saw him standing there with his head up and his mouth open, with white mist coming out of his mouth, like a human-shaped humidifier of the happiness brand.

"Is it tasty?"

Le Zhishi nodded, ran over, stuffed the other into Song Yu's hand, and said vaguely, "You eat it too."

Song Yu took a bite, thought it was too sweet and threw it to Le Zhishi, and took him home by bike.

"Can I still study in your activity room tomorrow?"

"Go if you want."

"Will the teacher come to check?" Le Zhi remembered, grabbing Song Yu's clothes, "There is a girl from the next class inside, who is the girlfriend of a boy in your class. She has a puppy crush."

"Can't catch your head."

"Yes." But he was still a little scared, "Can I say that I am your brother? If someone asks."

Song Yu didn't respond. He was about to enter the community before he hummed.The two went upstairs together, Lin Rong and Song Jin hadn't returned yet, Le Zhishi changed his shoes and collapsed on the sofa, grabbed the cat on his lap, opened his belly and licked it until his eyes were blind Squinting, "Orange, are you sleepy?"

The orange in his arms let out a comfortable grunt, and Lezhi continued to rub, "I ate too much, and I am not sleepy anymore. Brother Song Yu, can I go to bed after watching two episodes of One Piece?"

Little Bomei, who was scratching her legs crazily, was picked up by Song Yu, and she carried her to the second floor, "Wake up 15 minutes earlier tomorrow, and I'll take you to school."

Le Zhishi got up quickly, and ignored the cat, "Then I'll take a shower and sleep now."

aim--

The cat owner who was tragically abandoned stretched out his paws, and scratched Le Zhishi's back fiercely to show his majesty.