Lovely Allergen

After so many days of training, I heard Song Yu's voice for the first time, and I was very happy when I heard it.It was agreed to only call for 1 minute, and the call time displayed when I hung up was [-] minutes and [-] seconds.

Ever since I was a child, as long as I was separated from Song Yu, I would have a great sense of anxiety when I knew it. When I was a child, I often cried because of this kind of thing.When I was in kindergarten, I knew Song Yu went to school elsewhere, and it was useless to cry, but it was different when I went to elementary school. I knew that Song Yu was on the fourth grade floor, but he couldn't just look for him.School-age children are not very good at obeying the rules, they are late bloomers when they are happy, and they often cry in class because they miss their elder brothers.

Because Song Yu said that you should not cry casually outside, so Lezhi, who was just in primary school, often studied in class while silently shedding tears, big and big, and his first-grade textbooks are still full of tears. Crumpled.

The teachers were in class, and when they looked up occasionally, they saw Le Zhishi crying. When he was crying, he didn't dare to make a sound, and he folded his arms obediently on the desk like other students, but his face was covered with water. .Once the class teacher saw him as pitiful, so he allowed him to attend the class, moved a small stool upstairs to the fourth grade (8) classroom, and sat in the aisle next to Song Yu's seat.

He stopped crying and behaved well in every class.The English teacher taught the fourth-grade students to read words. When they knew it, they put their hands behind their backs and obediently followed.

But Song Yu went back to teach him a lesson at night.

"You are not allowed to come here again, there is nothing to cry about, you are already a primary school student."

Le Zhishi felt aggrieved, "I cried because I missed you so much."

Song Yu didn't make a difference after hearing it. He was only in the fourth grade, so he couldn't explain the profound truth, and he thought that when he was happy, he couldn't listen to the normal truth at all. He was just a stubborn child.

"Then...then if you miss me, you can concentrate on studying hard, and I am also studying hard."

"And then..." Le Zhi was puzzled.

"Then I will know that you are thinking of me, because we are doing the same thing, understand?" Song Yu left his room, leaving the last sentence awkwardly, "You will affect me by running over, so I will be accepted Your signal is missing."

This set of words fooled Le Zhishi for at least a year and a half, and he successfully developed the habit of attending classes independently.

It was like this at the age of three, and it was still the same at the age of seven, so for Le Zhishi, expressing his thoughts is not an embarrassing thing, he has done enough since he was a child.

Before hanging up Song Yu's phone call, he repeated that he missed him very much.

Song Yu didn't respond, but after a pause for a few seconds, he said that he would bring back some Beijing special pastries for Le Zhishi.

But he quickly changed his mind, saying that he might be allergic and couldn't eat it, so forget it.

He rarely forgot about Le Zhishi's allergies. This kind of mistake seemed extremely low-level and flustered, but Le Zhishi didn't care about it, and happily planned to pick Song Yu home on the day the training camp ended.

For the next two or three days, they would talk on the phone every night, mostly within 15 minutes. Xia Zhixu would joke with Song Yu before, but he got used to it later, not to mention that he was the one who squatted in the corridor and could call until the early hours of the morning. people.One day he came in very early, and Song Yu teased him why he had nothing to say today, but Xia Zhixu shrugged and said that Xu Qichen fell asleep while sleeping.

I caught a glimpse of his mobile phone on the bedside table. The phone hadn't been hung up yet. He walked lightly all the way. When he came back from the shower, he picked up the phone and listened for a while. He didn't speak, but just listened.

Song Yu woke up once in the middle of the night, feeling a faint light in the room, so he got up to take a look.

Xia Zhixu slept soundly, but his phone was still on the call interface.

Song Yu originally wanted to tease this matter when they called at night, but Xia Zhixu's cell phone was stolen when they came back that day, so he quickly borrowed Song Yu's cell phone to call his parents, and then contacted Xu Qichen.

But Xu Qichen didn't answer the phone.

"He didn't save my contact information." Song Yu said, "Maybe he didn't pick up when he saw a stranger."

Xia Zhixu logged on to WeChat again and sent Xu Qichen a lot of messages, but he didn't get a reply right away.It wasn't until the next day that Xu Qichen replied "I see".

Without a phone, contact becomes troublesome.Although Song Yu said that he could use his mobile phone, Xia Zhixu didn't want to bother him.Occasionally logged on to WeChat, but it was hard to receive news from Xu Qichen.

"I went back in a few days. If it doesn't work, I'll sneak out and buy one tomorrow."

His plan also failed to come true, and the later training camp reached the most stressful stage, and he couldn't go out at all and didn't have time to use his mobile phone.There were many simulated games in the camp, and everyone performed well. The teacher specially took the students out for a delicious meal, and also allowed them to go back to the dormitory early to rest for a long time without sleep.

Xia Zhixu bought two bottles of orange-flavored Arctic Ocean soda downstairs in the dormitory. It was a coincidence that when the two were about to go up, the dormitory suddenly lost power and the room was very stuffy. Everyone ran out. Song Yu and Xia Zhixu Just stay outside and sit by the flower bed downstairs.

It is difficult to see the stars in this city, Xia Zhixu looked up for a while, then lowered his head, "It's so fast, there are still three days."

Song Yu didn't speak, took a sip of the soda, feeling a little too sweet.

"The college entrance examination is coming soon." Xia Zhixu bumped into his shoulder, "Are you nervous?"

Song Yu shook his head, "It's okay."

"That's right." Xia Zhixu stretched his legs, very relaxed, "I don't think you are nervous about anything, and you have always been able to handle it with ease."

Song Yu glanced at him, "Aren't you?"

Xia Zhixu shook his head, "I pretend, most of the time." After finishing speaking, he bent his right leg and hugged it with his arms, "Isn't it strange, I seem to be positive about everything, but I'm actually escaping from reality every day. Sometimes I stand in the crowd, laughing and chatting with others, but what I think in my heart is, I’m so tired, I’m so bored, and I want to go home. But I still pretend to be, because it will be much less troublesome.”

Even if Xia Zhixu didn't say anything, Song Yu still felt this way.

He thought of something, hesitated to speak, and watched the bubbles in the glass bottle burst one after another.

"You are so afraid of trouble, what are you going to do in the future...?"

Xia Zhixu turned his head, puzzled and asked, "In the future?"

Song Yu stared into his eyes, "Stop pretending now."

"I've seen it," he added.

Xia Zhixu understood.

He buried his head in his knees, sighed long and silent for a while, and put the glass bottle in his hand by the flower bed, "I just let it go." He stared at the ground, "Don't you have that kind of time? When you When you do something that you are not sure about, you really want to keep it as it is.”

This sentence was clearly said by Xia Zhixu, but Song Yu felt that it came from his own heart.

Without Song Yu's answer, Xia Zhixu raised his head, sniffed, as if thinking of something else, and asked him with a smile, "Hey, did you go to Zhongshan Park when you were young?"

"Nonsense." Song Yu said.

"Ever fed the pigeons?"

Song Yu stared at him speechlessly.

Xia Zhixu laughed, showing his small canine teeth, "Have you fed it? When I was a child, I loved feeding pigeons. I bought a small bag of grain, poured a little in the palm of my hand, squatted there, and they would come by themselves. You say they are afraid of people." , they were very obedient when they came over, and they ate very happily. You said they are not afraid of people... As soon as I stretched out my hand to touch it, it flapped its wings and flew away. After flying, it never came back. "

"I'm in that mood right now, do you understand?" Xia Zhixu asked with a smile.

Song Yu's hands were cold from the soda.

Of course he understood this feeling, but it was different from Xia Zhixu's situation.His pigeon may always follow behind him and cannot be driven away, but to avoid danger, he has to take back his hand and even drive him away.

After a moment of silence, Song Yu said, "Then you are going to keep going like this forever?"

"I don't know..." Xia Zhixu looked at the lights not far away, "I sometimes imagine that we went to college together and took the same public courses, and he watched me play basketball games, and we joined the same club and lived together. Go to a dinner party, maybe we can rent a house together as roommates during the internship. I feel very good in this way.”

Song Yu chuckled, "The requirements are really low."

Xia Zhixu shook his head mockingly, "Requirements correspond to probabilities. The world is so big, meeting someone you like very much, who happens to be of the same sex, and the other party still likes you, is definitely a small probability event."

What he said was not unreasonable. Song Yu subconsciously calculated his own probability, which may be even lower.

There is no such a coincidence, and the movie dare not act like this.

"It's good to be friends and stay together every day." Xia Zhixu paused for a moment, then patted his thigh seemingly open-mindedly, "As for whether he will have a girlfriend in the future, as long as I don't imagine, Not at all."

This Ah Q spirit only made Xia Zhixu laugh, but Song Yu couldn't.

A call came from the dormitory building, and the training teacher asked them all to go upstairs.Xia Zhixu stood up and stretched his waist, "Let's go."

"Ah."

He thought, maybe it's because although he has a good relationship with Song Yu, he doesn't see him that often, or maybe it's because he's boring enough, so he can say these ridiculous things without the burden.

Think of it as sharing a secret with an unresponsive tree hole.

Anyway, the tree hole will not have its own secrets.

Song Yu also stood up.He doesn't have a penchant for comforting people, and he knows that comforting doesn't work.But in the process of talking with Xia Zhixu, from time to time, he would think of the scene of having dinner in the rain, Xu Qichen's ears turned red.

The hands of the two people briefly touched and then separated.

His mind was empty for a moment, as if there was a sample problem in the process of solving a problem in front of him, and he would get the answer soon.He is not an examiner, but just a student on the sidelines. He doesn't know right or wrong, but he wants to refer to it.

In comparison, Xia Zhixu clearly has the possibility of keeping that pigeon.

"You try it once."

Xia Zhixu was stunned, he didn't expect that the tree hole would respond, and it was this sentence.

Song Yu's tone was calm and firm, "After you go back this time, try it once, maybe the result will be much better than you imagined."

He didn't know how the question would be judged.

But he very much hoped the answer was right.

The one-month high-pressure training was finally over, and the flight back to school was scheduled for noon. Xia Zhixu dragged Song Yu out of the training dormitory early in the morning, saying that he had something to buy, but he was actually picking out gifts.

They went to a very famous local bookstore, where Xia Zhixu picked up the books he ordered a long time ago.Song Yu stood aside and listened, only then did he realize that this book is hard to buy, it is a limited selection of the original English edition, and there is the original author's signature on it, because the author has signed and sold in this bookstore, and has cooperated with it to be able to read it. bought.

"Do you want to buy anything? I'll go to see it with you." Xia Zhixu was in a particularly good mood when he got the book.

Song Yu shook his head, expressing that he didn't need to bring gifts back.But Xia Zhixu didn't believe it at all, and dragged him around life and death. Finally, they found a place behind the bookstore that made handmade notebooks. Xia Zhixu went in and didn't leave. It took two hours to make a small inspiration Ben, he sewed the leather outsourcing by himself.

And Song Yu made a sixteen-motif drawing book with a cover of lead-gray leather. The boss said that fonts or patterns could be engraved by hand. Song Yu hesitated for a moment, and finally drew a triangular piece of cheese with holes. up.

The two people who were smart enough to solve the problems quickly, but became extremely clumsy when doing the manual work. They were not satisfied at all, and they were almost late when they assembled to go to the airport.

After sleeping, the plane landed and got on the bus that he took when he set off. Song Yu hated flying and couldn't sleep well on it, so he continued to sleep as soon as he got on the bus. Headphones, sensory blur.

The feeling of being close to the hometown and timidity gave birth to the dream. There was no specific picture in the dream, but the voice of Lezhi through the radio waves could be vaguely heard, repeating the questions that he obviously knew but pretended not to know.The girl in the back row opened the curtain of the car window, the light was dazzling, and the dark dream became transparent. Le Zhishi stood in the light not far away, and just stood there.

Song Yu walked towards him with a sketchbook in his hand that he might never make a second one in this life.

At least in the dream, he couldn't stay where he was.

When they were about to arrive at Jingjian Middle School, the surroundings suddenly became noisy, and the music in the earphones couldn't stop it. Song Yu frowned and heard Xia Zhixu's voice.

"Class 4? What happened to Class 4?"

"I don't know if it's true, anyway, this post is pretty good, and now it's spread all over QQ space..."

Song Yu opened his eyes, and saw that Xia Zhixu next to him didn't look quite right. He was browsing the web on the victim's mobile phone, but his hands were shaking a little, and his brows were knit together.

"What's wrong with you? What are you looking at?"

Xia Zhixu didn't respond at all, Song Yu felt that there was something wrong, took off the earphones, "Hey, what happened."

After he finished speaking, Xia Zhixu stretched out his other hand to hold the back of the seat in front of him, his eyes were confused, and he blinked several times.Song Yu rarely saw him like this. Xia Zhixu always showed a kind of sunshine that was different from ordinary people, but at this moment, he seemed to have collapsed.

Song Yu saw that the boy in the back seat looked worried, and the phone probably belonged to him, so he turned his head and asked what happened.

It was a quiet and frugal junior, and the other party was also a little confused, "There is a very popular post in our school today, and it has been spread all over QQ, so I will show it to the seniors, and I don't know what's wrong." He patted Xia Zhixu on the shoulder, "Senior, are you okay, what's wrong with you?"

post?

Song Yuzheng was puzzled, the car stopped, and the teacher leading the team reminded Jingjian's students that they had arrived, Xia Zhixu didn't even take his bag, and rushed out of the car under everyone's suspicious eyes.

"Xia Zhixu!" Song Yu took his bag and followed him down. In such a short time, he had already run into the school gate, but Song Yu was stopped outside.

"Student, aren't you wearing our school uniform?"

Song Yu stood outside the door and called Xia Zhixu's name again, but he ran towards the teaching building as if he couldn't hear him at all.

"Senior Song Yu." The junior who was sitting behind Xia Zhixu just rushed over, "Let me help the senior take the bag back."

Lowering his head, Song Yu looked at Xia Zhixu's bag, which was very heavy. Inside were the books he wanted to give away and the notebook he made by himself, but he even forgot to take these away.

The bus didn't wait for him, Song Yu stood alone at Jingjian's door, lost in thought.

He thought of the post that his junior said, so he took out his mobile phone and tentatively opened a space that he had never seen before. Many of his junior high school classmates also went to Jingjian for the high school entrance examination, and the circles of the two schools overlapped a lot.Scrolling down, browsing in a hurry, Song Yu's fingers didn't stop until he saw a reprint.

He froze for a second.

The title of the reposted article was so eye-catching as if it was written by unscrupulous media. If he saw it on weekdays, he would just dismiss it, but the protagonist in it was Xu Qichen.

[Senior third (4) head teacher and male students have an ambiguous relationship, there are pictures and truth, the school doesn't care about it? ]

There was only one picture inside, which was not a strong proof, but Xu Qichen got into a car, and the person sitting in the car seemed to be their young male head teacher.Other than that, it was all the various incriminating evidence listed in the repost, such as extra charges, so-called abnormal extracurricular interviews, and even various awards obtained through improper means.

All the replies were reposted, rumors spread, and everyone was eager to discuss it. Everyone seemed to have seen what they did with their own eyes, vividly.

Seeing these people describe a cold person like Xu Qichen as a ruthless character who induces adult men to use power for him, Song Yu felt both absurd and true.He sees the world in a negative light and is not too surprised by any bad possibilities.

The honor and achievements of talent will be distorted into the dirty products of private giving and receiving, which is the inevitable evil of people's pursuit of excitement.

In the eyes of the audience, how can the truth be more important than the dramatic encounters of others?

He clearly thought he was indifferent, but Song Yu suddenly brought Xia Zhixu's perspective for a moment, looking at those words and those mean and mocking replies as if empathizing with him.

The students in the comments were just thinking of eating melons, and not many people questioned whether this matter was true. The junior high school classmate who reposted it to his space only posted such a sentence when reposting it.

[Oh my god, same-sex teachers and students, I dare not shoot such an exciting ethical drama drama, this boy is finished]

Staring at these words, Song Yu had complicated emotions. He seemed to have been peeled off abruptly, revealing the not-so-upright heart inside.Some words in this sentence were replaced by what he imagined, and then turned into a gleaming knife, plucked out the heart, and threw it under the sun.

The bell for the last class in the afternoon rang, and the students came out one after another, many of them took takeaways through the door. Song Yu was wearing the uniform of another school, attracting attention like a strange person.

He wanted to send a text message to Xia Zhixu to say something, when he suddenly thought that this guy was so pitiful that he had nothing, including his cell phone.

There was a lot of traffic on the road, Song Yu walked back to the side of the road, stopped a taxi to go back to Pei Ya, the driver kept chatting enthusiastically, but Song Yu couldn't say a word, the driver was also a little embarrassed, and terminated his unilateral initiation topic of.Song Yu paid the money and said sorry before getting out of the car and leaving.After turning around, he stopped in his tracks.

There was no one at the school gate, and the junior high school students who were on monthly leave had already left school at noon, leaving only the high school students who were locked up in the school for an extra half day of classes.Le Zhishi was wearing a cream sweater, sitting on a small stool in front of the newsstand outside the school gate, drooping his head, looking down at a newly purchased magazine.

He looks very focused.Song Yu knew that Le Zhishi was very focused on everything.

But he had long forgotten that this good habit was taught to him by himself.

From a distance of ten meters, Song Yu watched him quietly, like a stranger.Sometimes he wished he had better be a stranger, too.

I don't know if it counts as telepathy, Le Zhishi turned a page, raised his head, and met Song Yu who was standing not far away.

"Brother Song Yu?" Le Zhi stood up suddenly, and the smile on his face quickly spread.His hair, expression, clothes, and even the way he ran towards Song Yu were all very soft and joyful, like a puppy who had been waiting for a long time to meet its owner.Every movement was slowed down in Song Yu's mind, full of pleasing little details.

But at this moment, his mind is still full of those harsh sarcasm and violence whitewashed with curiosity.

Standing in the wind, Song Yu hoped that those dark things would stay behind him, and that Le Zhishi would always be bright.

I ran to my brother, stopped when I knew it, and said to him before I could take a breath: "Just now your training bus stopped here, I thought you came back, after waiting for a long time, only one person got off, I Ask the driver, he said you got off early. I thought you weren't going back to school."

I thought you forgot, I want to take care of you.

Song Yu could almost imagine Le Zhishi guarding the car door and looking inside, the corners of his mouth barely moved, "Then you wait."

Le Zhishi smiled at him, "I think you will come again, and..."

His eyelashes drooped, and there was a harmless, protective simplicity on his face, "You said that you want me to wait for you where I am."

After saying it, Le Zhishi had no reason to feel that it was a bit strange to say it, and scratched his hair, "I mean, if I go to find you... I don't know where you are, and you can send you a WeChat message." ..."

"Lele."

Song Yu interrupted him, using a title that he would hardly hear anymore when he grew up.

Le Zhi was stunned, and looked at him ignorantly, "Huh?"

"I'm so tired." His voice was a little hoarse, and his whole body exuded a sense of fragility that didn't match him, which made Le Zhishi puzzled and sad.For so many years, he had never seen Song Yu show his uneasiness and negative emotions so directly.

When I was a child, Lezhi felt that his heart actually grew on Song Yu.Song Yu injured his knee while playing football and bled profusely. He had no expression when he was dealing with the wound, and only Le Zhishi shed tears.

Outside the empty school gate of Pei Ya is a lush parasol, occupying both sides of the street, so lush that it almost swallows the blue sky.A Magnolia magnolia fell silently to the soil.Huge trucks roared past behind them, laden with almost over-loaded cargo.

The ground is shaking.

Le Zhishi took a step forward and hugged Song Yu.

He rested his chin on Song Yu's shoulder, put his soft palm on Song Yu's back, and stroked slowly up and down, "Brother, lean on me."

"I'll charge you, okay?"

The author has something to say: ps: The deputy cp has no be, and they got together after a few years.Occasional appearances in the future also stimulated my brother's emotional changes, not many.This couple is actually not abusive, the most abusive part was witnessed by Song Yu ()

Let me say it again, the emotional direction of Song Yu and Lele is not a big knife (such as the broken mirror made up by some readers), but there must be small twists and turns.This incident was a stimulus to my brother and had an impact on him.

Allergen is a pair of pseudo-bones in the middle of the year. It is impossible to get enlightened, confirm the relationship, and get married without any burden. There must be some emotional changes and struggles in the middle (I have every book), but there is really no big knife to reunite. (However, I plan to write a broken mirror in the future, and someone has already set x)