Lovely Allergen

The noise in the subway was noisy, and Le Zhishi stared at the information on the phone screen with a calm expression and a fast heartbeat.

He locked the screen, looked up at the route and station name in the subway, couldn't help but turn on the screen again, read the message sent by Song Yu again, and then took a screenshot, as if this would not lose what he said if.

Pulling the pull ring, Le Zhi stared at himself reflected in the glass window of the subway, and had some hallucinations. The person inside looked like himself, only wearing Pei Ya's student uniform.

So he remembered the day when Song Yu replaced Lin Rong at his parents' meeting.

That was October 10 last year, Le Zhishi's birthday.It’s really not very exciting to have a parents’ meeting on the birthday, and the weather was very cold that day, and the temperature dropped when I woke up in the morning. Le Zhishi was originally wearing a thin sportswear school uniform, but was called by Lin Rong Stayed, ordered to change into a knitted vest with a uniform jacket.

Thinking about it afterwards, Le Zhishi was very grateful to Aunt Rong for forcing him to change into a formal attire, because at noon he received a message from Aunt Rong that she and Song Jin were going to attend a very important reception in the afternoon, and Song Yu would attend the parent's party for her. Yes, and she said that she would make up for Le Zhishi's birthday on weekends.

Lunch was actually quite unpalatable. Carrot scrambled eggs and fish-flavored shredded pork with carrots instead of winter bamboo shoots, but Le Zhishi was in a great mood. He was so excited that he didn't sleep during the lunch break, so he hurriedly cleared all his tables.The deskmate came to school in the afternoon, and was shocked to see his brand new desktop.

"how did you do that?"

Le Zhishi wiped it with a wet tissue for the third time, threw away the tissue, and clapped his hands, "There is no one else, only hands are fast."

Later, he sat in front of this reborn desk for three classes, and every class was over, he cleaned it up, even the drawers, and finally made it to the parent meeting.Most of the students hated this kind of meeting very much. The better ones could be invisible during the parent meeting, and the worse ones were sending their parents to participate in the public execution meeting.

It was also the first time that Le Zhishi expected so much.

The weather was a little worse than in the morning, and there were dark clouds outside. Le Zhishi began to worry about whether it would rain or not, and whether Song Yu had an umbrella.The teacher in charge came in ahead of time and played a trial broadcast of the prepared ppt on the screen in the classroom. By the way, he asked the students to wait in the corridor for a while.

Soon, the first parent in the class came. It was the mother of a female classmate, dressed plainly, and appeared at the door of the classroom in a daze.Le Zhishi watched the classmate lead her mother to the seat, and finally couldn't help but go out, first lying on the fence of the corridor for a while, and then walked to the stairs.

"Lele, is your father or your mother here?" Another male student standing at the stairs touched him with his shoulder.

"They all have something to do. My brother is here."

"It's great that you have a brother."

Another girl came over, "Don't you know? Oh, you are not here in junior high school. His brother used to be the senior of our school's high school. He is handsome and has good grades."

Le Zhishi's little vanity swelled up, and he said for his brother, "It's not that exaggerated." Unexpectedly, when he turned his head the next moment, he saw the deity.

Song Yu wore a windbreaker that was as black as his hair, which complemented his sharp features and outstanding temperament, making him easily recognizable among the parents.He also raised his head when he went up the stairs, and happened to meet Le Zhishi's eyes.The corners of the originally straight lips moved slightly, and the cold expression faded a little.

"Brother." Le Zhi stepped forward a few steps, and stood beside Song Yu when he came up, "I'll take you to my seat."

The girl behind is still discussing with the male classmate just now, "I didn't lie to you, am I a handsome guy?"

This was the first time Song Yu came to Lezhishi's classroom, but the one who felt more novel and excited was Lezhishi.

His seat is in the penultimate row of the third group in the classroom.Le Zhishi led Song Yu to sit down, and pointed to the cup of warm water he had just connected, "You can drink it, if you are thirsty."

After he finished speaking, Song Yu nodded and looked at his table. He didn't have much expression on his face, but he praised, "It's so clean."

The female deskmate next to him immediately betrayed him to the handsome guy: "He cleaned up all afternoon today."

Le Zhishi, who was exposed on the spot, glared at his deskmate, "It's not so exaggerated at noon..." He wanted to save himself a little face, but found that Song Yu didn't seem to pay much attention to this, but looked around the classroom on his own Four weeks, he asked him: "What are you looking at?"

Song Yu looked away and looked at Le Zhi, "I found out that this is my classroom in my sophomore year."

Pei Ya often changes classrooms, and sometimes even the sign on the classroom door is changed for repairs.Le Zhishi has changed classrooms four times since she entered high school, but she never expected to graduate from the classroom where Song Yu stayed in her sophomore year.

"Really?" In Song Yu's eyes, Lezhi's happiness was always a little unreasonable.

Song Yu nodded, propped his elbows on the table, and added calmly, "I'll sit right behind you."

His words are too deceptive.

As if they were really in the same classroom, and he really sat behind Le Zhishi every day, as long as Le Zhishi wanted to, he could see it when he turned his head.

If the parallel time and space delayed by one year at a certain time overlaps with the universe that Le Zhishi is in now, then Song Yu can accompany Le Zhishi through the difficult days of the third year of high school.

Le Zhi was stunned for a second, then couldn't help but smile.

"Is there anything in your seat that I can't see?"

Hearing this sentence, Le Zhishi spread out his hands and said very generously: "No, you can just look at it."

He cleaned up so clean just to take care of Song Yu's cleanliness.

The head teacher urged the students to leave, but he couldn't stay any longer, so he had to go out with other students.Everyone stood outside the window and looked into the classroom to observe the reaction of the teacher and their parents.But because of this parents' meeting, Song Yu's appearance was considered a special case, and it was particularly eye-catching.The students around were all discussing, the boys said that Song Yu played well, the girls said that Song Yu was handsome and had good grades, but brother Xuan, crazy and happy, couldn't say anything about them.

He only looked at Song Yu.The other parents looked up at the class teacher's words seriously, with an expression of "you must be devout enough for my child", but Song Yu didn't look up, but bent down, and took out from Lezhishi's drawer. A stack of papers and supplementary materials.

"You are miserable." The same table who was also standing outside the window said to Le Zhishi, "Your brother is reading your paper, he won't complain to your parents when he goes back."

Everyone also laughed, but Le Zhishi was surprisingly calm, "No, he never filed a complaint, and my parents didn't care much about whether I did well in the exam."

"Really, that's great."

"Then why did he take it out to see?"

"That's right, anyway, I don't like people looking through my things, not even handsome guys."

Hearing this sentence, Le Zhi frowned, "He's my brother, not someone else. I like to let him read." After speaking, he walked aside.He is famous for his good temper and good popularity, not to mention getting angry, he didn't even say serious words a few times, this time he was obviously unhappy, which surprised the girls around him.

Another classmate said: "Lele, you really don't look like your brother at all. He looks so cold. But his facial features are also three-dimensional. Are he also of mixed race? Why are his hair and eyes so black? "

Le Zhishi felt that he had a lot of questions, but he still answered, "He is not of mixed race."

"No wonder, you two really don't look alike at all. Not brothers, cousins?"

Le Zhishi was silent, he didn't really want to answer this question.

After entering high school, Song Yu separated from him. Even if Le Zhishi went to the study room next to Class [-] and [-], there was no one to go home with.He would sometimes stare at Song Yu's name in a daze on the red list of the college entrance examination in the cafeteria, but that list was only posted for one year, and another group of people were replaced in the second year.

He regretted staying in Pei Ya a bit, he might as well go to a new place where he wouldn't think of Song Yu all the time.When I went to the cafeteria, I thought of the dishes Song Yu hated, and when I went to the playground, I thought of Song Yu's way of throwing a ball.

The worst thing is the air corridor on the third floor.

"If they weren't brothers, the relationship wouldn't be very close."

He looked at the window glass, his face overlapped with Song Yu's silhouette, like a double exposure in photography.

Le Zhishi suddenly wished that he and Song Yu looked exactly the same, as if others could guess their relationship at a glance, so that no one would doubt it, and he himself would have a piece of weight that would not worry about gain or loss.

Not long after, the class teacher came down from the podium, opened the classroom door and asked the class leader to take them out and wait, or go home first.As soon as the classroom door was closed, a girl suggested going to the cafeteria outside, and everyone else agreed, so everyone went down together.

Le Zhishi was a little reluctant, and finally took a few more glances.Song Yu took off his trench coat and put it on the back of the chair. He wore a white sweater and sat in it quietly, holding his pen, lowering his head, with a serious expression, as if he was thinking about something.

This made Le Zhishi go back to three years ago in a trance, he stood outside the classroom, waiting for his brother who hadn't finished class yet.

"Let's go, Lele."

When Le Zhi turned around, "Yeah."

The content and process of the parent-teacher meeting are actually similar. The head teacher talked about the severe situation of the college entrance examination, and then reported the results of the latest mock exam. Song Yu is very familiar with it, but the roles have been reversed. Those who listen below.

He didn't have much thought to listen to it. He had listened to these things for three years without changing the medicine. Even if he didn't listen, he could guide them better than the parents present who knew nothing about the college entrance examination.

Song Yu flipped through Le Zhishi's test paper, and found that his English was still as good as ever. Even he was a little curious about whether there was such a metaphysical bonus as the so-called blood.However, compared with other subjects, his mathematics is not particularly good. His scores fluctuate greatly and are not particularly stable. When he is good, he can get very high scores in the test, and when he is poor, he will be pulled by other good students.

He found Le Zhishi's wrong question book, flipped through it, and found that the wrong question he had memorized was wrong again in the latest test paper.From Song Yu's point of view, these questions have a very clear context and routine, so he simply picked up a pen and used this time to help Le Zhishi sort out the wrong questions in a systematic way, and also classified them in his wrong question book Come up with several common problem-solving routines.

After concentrating on tidying up for a while, he suddenly heard the head teacher call Le Zhishi's name. Song Yu raised his head and found that the parents in the front seat were also looking at him.

"Le Zhishi's parent is actually Song Yu, an outstanding graduate of our Pei Ya. He has always been among the best in school, and his college entrance examination results are also very good." After finishing speaking, the class teacher looked at Song Yu with expectant eyes, "Today It is also a coincidence to come here, can you share with us other parents some experience during the review period, or things that parents need to pay attention to?"

Song Yu was very uncomfortable with such an environment. He felt that now he was not like Le Zhishi's brother, but more like his father.This strange dislocation of seniority made him purse his lips unnaturally. After a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice, "Actually, at this stage, it's too late to talk about learning experience."

His words were so direct that the head teacher was a little embarrassed, "Ah, indeed..."

"However, I think there are still things that parents need to do. The last six months are very critical. If possible, try not to put too much pressure on the candidates. Instead of blindly letting them study or make up their bodies, it is better to care about their health. Psychological condition, less impact on education." After finishing speaking, Song Yu still left a step for the head teacher, and smiled at her with a business attitude, "Other things, I think teacher, you have said very well gone."

Probably because he has a halo, and his parents agree with everything he says.After retreating, Song Yu continued to focus back on his younger brother's test paper. He read it almost. He sorted the test papers in order, put them back in the drawer, and pressed the wrong question paper on it, so that Le You can see it when you come back.

When taking the test paper, I accidentally brought out a mathematics teaching aid with a purple cover. Song Yu had nothing to do and flipped through it a little. Such teaching aids that don't need to be handed in are usually not fully written.

Sure enough, not only is there not much written, but this teaching aid seems to be a good tool for Le Zhishi to pass the time. The lower right corner is a stick figure comic drawn by Le Zhishi, which is an anime character he likes very much. Quickly flip through it If so, you can see a complete fighting action.

This kind of thing can only be done when you are happy.

Song Yu suddenly felt that the parent meeting was also very interesting.Looking at the content again, many pages have written in completely unrecognizable fonts, the more they write, the more they float, and later they become dots that are stamped one by one. At first glance, they are so sleepy that they lose consciousness and are still struggling to write. state.

Just by looking at these traces, Song Yu could picture Lezhi's vivid appearance in his mind.

Turning to a certain page, he stopped, stared at it for a while, picked up the pen, and wrote a line below.

The time passed quickly. After the meeting, many parents came to Song Yu's table, hoping that he could share more. In other words, Song Yu didn't really say no until a parent asked for his contact information and asked if he could be a tutor.

"I'm very busy and don't come home very often. If I really want to teach, it must be my own children. Don't you think so?"

Putting on the windbreaker and leaving the classroom, Song Yu didn't see Le Zhishi, so he called him, but no one answered. When Le Zhishi was in school, his phone was always on silent or turned off. Song Yu guessed that he didn't watch Arrived, simply go find it yourself.

In fact, Le Zhishi didn't even take out his phone. Surrounded by many classmates, he is now in the cafeteria, facing a very embarrassing situation alone - a female classmate who he never thought would like him suddenly confessed to him, Prepared a little birthday surprise.Le Zhishi was pinned to a seat by the booed boys, and couldn't even get up.

"This is the cake I went out to pick up at noon today." The girl sitting opposite pushed the cake in front of him with a shy expression on her face, "Their cakes are delicious, and I ordered them a week in advance .”

This cake looks really beautiful, it tastes like rose and lychee, and the words wishing Le Zhishi a happy birthday are written on the top.

Everyone booed at the side, most of them didn’t know his allergen was wheat, the only one who knew Jiang Yufan was still in science class, they booed and asked Le Zhishi to cut the cake and taste it, but Le Zhishi couldn’t refuse, thinking to himself , it should be fine to pick a little cream to eat.

So he picked up a fork, symbolically trying to scrape a little butter off, and thinking about how to get out politely later.

But his strategy hadn't come in handy, and in the next second, his wrist was held by a familiar hand.

When he raised his head, he met Song Yu's cold eyes.

"He's allergic, so he can't just eat cakes outside." Song Yu said indifferently, pulling Le Zhishi up.

The girl sitting across from her looked a little embarrassed. It was really not a good situation for her to eat foods that might be allergic to the person she confessed to.But Le Zhishi still had a good temper, "It's okay, don't take it to heart, thank you for buying it for me."

Without letting him talk too much, Song Yu dragged him out.

It was windy outside, and it was raining. The ground was full of raindrops. At such a fast speed, Le Zhishi guessed it was a shower. He shrank his neck and followed Song Yu's footsteps.

"Eat what others give you, how many times have I told you?" Song Yu said with a grim expression, "Isn't the lesson from childhood not enough?"

Le Zhishi felt aggrieved, "No, I didn't want to eat, just now she..."

Song Yu stopped and looked at Le Zhi, "You can eat if I confess to you?"

How did he know it was a confession...

Le Zhishi stood there in a daze, pursed her lips briefly, and withdrew her expression, "I don't, I just want to taste some cream to make her feel better."

Song Yu stood for a while, and the rain started to rain heavily.He said he got it, walked forward to the parking place, took out the car key and pressed it, then went around to the co-pilot and opened the car door for Le Zhishi.

Le Zhishi obediently got into the car and sat beside Song Yu.He found that Song Yu's hair was cut short, it was really dark, and it didn't look like the kind that is easy to touch. This difference in hair color may be the biggest difference in appearance between him and Song Yu.

He suddenly thought, why not dye his hair black too, would it look a little more like this.

He really wanted a unique relationship that he couldn't cut off at any time.

My mind was very confused, and suddenly there was thunder outside, Le Zhi raised his hand reflexively, but Song Yu held the back of his hand.Song Yu didn't speak, and turned on the car music with the other hand, which was a relaxing and soothing classical piano piece.

The hand he held Lezhi never let go.

Song Yu is the person who knows him best in the world. He knows what he can eat, what he can't eat, what he hates, what he likes, and even the little tricks he will have in class.All the minutiae have been accumulated over the years.

Le Zhishi watched him turn around, took out a simple and beautiful white box from the back seat, and put it on Le Zhishi's lap.

"what is this?"

"Take it apart and see for yourself."

When it was opened, there was a chocolate cake inside, with a strong aroma, and the smooth glaze of the cake reflected a beautiful luster like a mirror, very much Song Yu's personal style.

"I ran out of gluten-free flour at home. I went to several places to buy almond flour. I was a little rushed." Song Yu's perfectionism made him lower his self-esteem, but he liked Lezhishi very much. He didn't expect Song Yu to remember his own. On his birthday, he spent so much effort making a cake for him.

"It looks delicious."

Le Zhishi thought that he would be able to have a good birthday on the weekend, and thought that Song Yu would not come back, nor would he accompany him.

The white light of lightning was fleeting, before Le Zhishi could move, Song Yu raised his hand and covered his ears.The thunder and his voice came together, overlapping the heartbeat.

"Happy birthday."

Le Zhishi remembered that he was sitting in the car and ate a large piece of cake, with a small piece of chocolate ganache on his nose. Song Yu was very sinister and didn't tell him, so that when he returned home, Le Zhi only found out.

He still remembered that Lin Rong and Song Jin didn't go home that day, and he pestered Song Yu for a long time, doing homework in Song Yu's room until twelve o'clock.

Song Yu also asked him at the time if the teaching aids he bought with money were done well.

At that time, Le Zhi thought it was just Song Yu's random questioning from the perspective of parents, which was a sequelae of the parents' meeting. Now that I think about it, it turned out that he was hinting.

The subway was running much faster than usual, and Le Zhishi swiped his card to leave the station. Curiosity drove him back home as fast as possible, looking for the answer that had been lying in wait for so long.

Lin Rong had just returned home from the airport not long ago, and when she saw Le Zhi, she got into the room as soon as she came back, which was quite strange, and went upstairs with a bowl of red bean double skin milk.Seeing Le Zhishi struggling to reach for the cardboard box on top of the bookcase, she knocked on the open bedroom door, "Baby, what are you doing? Come, eat double skin milk."

Le Zhishi glanced out of the door, stretched his arms and was still struggling, "Aunt Rong, the books I brought back from last semester are in this box."

Lin Rong put down Shuangpi Nai, stood where she was and thought for a while, "Oh, no, I seem to have received that white low cabinet for you."

"Really? I'll look for it."

Guessing that Le Zhishi might have been stimulated by something when he went to W University, and he was ready to work hard when he came back, Lin Rong didn't dare to disturb her, "Remember to eat, and tell Aunt Rong what you want. Don't work too hard."

"Well, good." Le Zhishi crouched in front of the low cabinet, without looking up, rummaging through the books.The door was locked by Lin Rong. After searching for more than ten minutes, he finally found a few math textbooks he bought earlier.The scope narrowed down, and I didn't give up when I knew it. I took all these books to the desk and read them one by one.

It wasn't until he saw the one that he had drawn comics and was the most time-killing book, and the shame of half a year's delay came to the fore, Le Zhishi had a faint feeling that he had found the right one.

what is it then.

The hand turning the book suddenly stopped, and Le Zhishi's eyes stopped.

This is a function application question. The question is very long. The first question is to calculate the passenger flow of a certain park.Le Zhishi still has an impression of this question, because the question is really lengthy, and it feels that it is not speaking human words, and it is very difficult to refine the conditions.At that time, he was in the burnout period of doing the questions. After reading the questions, his mind was full of keywords such as parks, tourists, and holidays, and he didn't want to count them at all.

So at that time, he wrote a sentence very rebelliously.

[Solution: I don’t want to calculate the problem, I just want to play. I don’t have many people with so many visitors. ]

But when I looked back, there was another line of words below, which was a completely different sharp font.

[Persist for a while longer, I will take you there after the college entrance examination, you can go wherever you want. ]

Is this what he meant by encouragement?

Le Zhishi's heart was pounding.He suddenly had an illusion, feeling that he and Song Yu were like two people in different time and space in a sci-fi movie. At a certain strange moment, they suddenly matched the frequencies, and everything began to intersect.

The words that he once wrote that no one knows, have also been answered.

The fingertips were numb, and the heart was full, like overflowing rainwater.Le Zhishi stretched out his hand, lightly touched the line written by Song Yu, and unconsciously recited it several times in his heart.

He felt that there was more, that Song Yu left more than just such a trace.After tasting a little bit of sweetness, he continued to read it when he was happy, and read it many times seriously, but there were not many times when he was passive and sabotage like this. Most of the time he was doing the questions seriously and studying diligently.

It seems that there are not many places for Song Yu to play.

Le Zhishi was a little frustrated, but he was already very satisfied.

After closing the teaching aids, he stared blankly at the cover for a while, something flashed through his mind, and his ears burned.

When he didn't listen well in class, he seemed to have done something stupid.

Thinking of this, Le Zhishi flipped through the supplementary materials quickly, and finally found the page of his dark history.

Back then when he was bored, he wrote Song Yu's name on this page over and over as if he was practicing calligraphy.Looking at the names written by him again, he felt his heart beat faster when he knew it. He couldn't tell whether it was embarrassment or other emotions.When I was reading, my own voice was in my head, calling my brother's name over and over again, not hoping for an answer.

Suddenly, he was stunned, staring fixedly at the last name he wrote down, still those two words, twenty strokes.

[Song Yu]

Below that, there is an extra word, like an echo.

[Um? ]