Lovely Allergen

The rain seemed to be a little smaller, Le Zhishi was held in Song Yu's arms, and he couldn't hear the sound of the rain, only his own rapid heartbeat.

He was still dizzy, his hands and feet were sore, and he always felt that everything was too good to be true now, like a display in a glass window, he wanted everything in his dreams, but there was always a transparent barrier, which could only See, don't touch.

Hearing Song Yu say give it a try, Le Zhi's first reaction was that he was dreaming again.Originally, this night was spent in a daze, and there were only a few fragments of memory. Maybe he was still lying in his dormitory. Song Yu didn't come to take him to the hospital, and there was no rented apartment.

But when he knew it, he thought, based on the quality of his sleep when he was sick, he would definitely not be able to have such a good dream.

Seeing that Le Zhi didn't speak for a while, Song Yu looked down at him and found that his eyes were wide open, his arms were loosely around his waist, as if he was distracted.

Song Yu thought back on his performance just now, and it was indeed not a qualified confession model, as if he didn't say a few decent and sweet words, except for pouring cold water on it, it was education.

"Aren't you a little disappointed when you know?"

Le Zhi raised her head as if waking up from a dream, and looked at Song Yu with some doubts in her eyes.

Song Yu looked away unnaturally, "Should I buy a gift, or decorate this place a little more beautifully?"

"Then I can't even dream this level of dreams." Le Zhishi said this out of nowhere, making Song Yu frowned suspiciously.

But Le Zhishi felt very happy. He hugged Song Yu and was unwilling to let go. He pressed his face against the skin of his collarbone. Instead of calling him brother, he called out his name seriously.

"Song Yu."

"Huh?" Song Yu also responded, covering the back of his neck with his palm.

Le Zhishi shook his head and hugged Song Yu even tighter.

The response that was once conveyed with pen and paper, now appeared in front of him, and became a warm embrace that could be contained.Since the age of three, Song Yu has been a dream pursued by Le Zhishi.

This dream is out of reach for others, but Lezhishi is lucky, an exception. As long as he works a little harder and sticks a little tighter, he can touch a hidden tail and get a tail that others can't see. tender touch.Because of this, there are so many unrealistic fantasies when you know.

No younger brother desires to be with his elder brother for the rest of his life. It's not that he didn't doubt his untenable position and attitude, but Song Yu said he could, and he believed it until he broke this false safety zone.

His separation anxiety towards Song Yu is not because Song Yu is a good brother, nor is it because he is a younger brother who can't grow up, but because he likes him.

"I like you so much." Le Zhishi buried his face into Song Yu's collarbone, rubbed it irresponsibly, and repeated the same words again.Song Yu was pushed back a little by his rubbing, and put his hand on Le Zhishi's shoulder, "Don't make trouble."

Le Zhishi wanted to say that there was no trouble, but he coughed accidentally, and couldn't stop coughing. He was afraid of infecting Song Yu, so he turned his back and coughed. Song Yu wrapped him in a blanket, and subconsciously went to find medicine.

But there was no danger, Le Zhishi stopped coughing quickly, and he took the water Song Yu handed over, as well as a large pile of medicines he had counted.Le Zhishi obediently ate the cold capsules, cough medicines, and allergy medicines one by one, but the quantity of the medicines was quite large. In the end, he lost his patience and took the last few pills in Song Yu's hand in one go. After swallowing, bitter and choking, he fell on the head of the bed, frowning.

Song Yu touched his forehead and felt that he still had a low fever, "I'll go and heat up the porridge, you can eat something and sleep well."

Le Zhishi took his hand, as if he didn't want to let him go, but he just pulled him, and he was used to being considerate of Song Yu, so he obediently said okay.

"Soon." Song Yu patted his hand and went downstairs with the cold porridge.

Le Zhishi was the only one left in the room. He looked around the bedroom again. No matter how pleasing it looked, it was a bit empty, but Song Yu always wanted to take him to IKEA. It was best to go tomorrow. They The two of you have never visited IKEA together.

Get well soon.

Lezhi was a little tired, so he took off the thin blanket, got under the quilt, and wanted to rest for a while.

The quilt seemed to be brand new, fluffy and soft, and smelled of new fibers. His eyes wandered to his own cuffs, black striped pajamas, made of pure cotton, smelling of Song Yu's body.

He was in a daze for a while, then suddenly froze, and stretched out his arms to look.

No, he remembered that his pajamas were obviously gray-blue.

Lezhi pulled back the quilt and observed this set of large black pajamas.

It really belongs to Song Yu.

Le Zhishi's mind buzzed, and he touched the top button of the collar, then lowered his head and opened the waistband of his trousers to check.Fortunately, at least the underwear is still his own.

When Song Yu came back with the porridge, he saw Le Zhishi lying on his stomach like a sleeping puppy, with his face buried in the pillow.

"have you slept?"

Le Zhi raised a hand and waved it at him.

"Then get up and eat porridge."

Song Yu sat by the bed, turned Le Zhishi over forcibly, and found that his face was red, his eyes were swollen from crying, and he looked very pitiful.Song Yu reached out and touched his cheek lightly, "Why is your face so red?"

When I know it, I can feel my ears are burning.He was embarrassed to ask Song Yu to feed him again, so he took the initiative to pick up the bowl on the bedside table and took a bite.It's plain porridge, but it's very sweet.

"Did you put sugar?" Le Zhi raised his eyes and asked.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it."

"It's delicious." Le Zhishi took a spoonful and drank more than half of the bowl. When he couldn't eat anymore, he handed it to Song Yu.Song Yu knew that Le Zhishi had a bad stomach, so he didn't force him to eat too much.Let him drink some warm water again, and urge him to lie down and sleep.

"I still have some data to process." Song Yu leaned over and touched his forehead. Le Zhishi was looking forward to another kiss, but Song Yu didn't. He just stroked his forehead gently to his cheek, and finally He rubbed Le Zhishi's earlobe.

"It's good to sleep."

This series of actions made Le Zhishi's whole body go numb, as if a tiny electric current flowed under his skin, and his brain became more dizzy. Subconsciously, he reached out and grabbed Song Yu's hand.

"Can you not go?"

Le Zhishi was very dissatisfied with today's rainy day, without thunder, he couldn't find a suitable excuse, and seemed very unconfident.

Song Yu stared into his eyes for a while, then nodded.Le Zhishi strikes while the iron is hot and begs him to sleep with him, but Song Yu refuses because they cover a quilt and there is a gap when they sleep, and Le Zhishi will catch cold again.

"Then why don't you take another quilt."

Unable to resist him, Song Yu could only take out another quilt from another room and put it on the bed, took a shower by himself, put on a set of comfortable and clean white pajamas, and came in with his laptop.

Le Zhishi sat on the bed, happily patting the empty quilt next to him twice.Song Yu had no choice but to turn off all the other lights in the room, leaving only a small lamp by the bed, then got into his quilt and sat on the bed to work.

Le Zhishi, whose wish was fulfilled, dutifully huddled under his blanket, turned sideways, with only one head exposed, staring at Song Yu's side face motionlessly.Song Yu obviously didn't bring back his glasses, so he would squint his eyes a little while reading the documents. As long as he made such a movement, Le Zhishi would stick his face on Song Yu's quilt.

I like it so much, he wants to take it easy.

Song Yu stared at the screen intently, "If you're still awake, you'll never recover from your illness."

"It's okay, can I live here forever?" Le Zhishi moved closer to him.

"Okay, I'll go back."

Song Yu started teasing him again.Le Zhishi moved away from him a little bit sadly, even though Song Yu didn't look at him, he stretched out his hand and stroked his hair, "I'm lying to you."

"I've asked for leave for you, and you don't have classes even on the weekend. You need to be nursed these days, or you may have an asthma attack."

Le Zhishi grabbed Song Yu's finger and hummed softly.

It was late at night, the temperature dropped, and Le knew it was a little cold, so he shrank back into the quilt.Song Yu's work was almost done. He closed the computer, put it on the cabinet, turned the desk lamp to the weakest, and lay down.

Le Zhishi still looked at him as before, without saying a word.

"Is cold medicine useless?" Song Yu also turned sideways, looking at Le Zhishi's light-colored pupils, "Why aren't you sleepy?"

"I don't want to sleep." Le Zhishi quickly touched his upper and lower eyelids, and his thick eyelashes turned fluffy and soft brown under the light of the desk lamp. "You may leave after you fall asleep. There is another room next door. Is it? You could actually just rent a small room."

The purpose of such words was too obvious, and the corners of Song Yuping's straight mouth slightly curled up, "I won't leave."

He added, "Not anymore."

Le Zhishi nodded and smiled.When he smiles, his eyes will have beautiful arcs, pure and clean, and he doesn't look troubled.Song Yu is always in a trance, feeling that all this is not real.

When it's not real, he used to reach out and touch Lezhi to confirm his existence.This night, he didn't know how many times he had confirmed it.

Just when he was in a trance, Le Zhishi got a little closer. Although the quilt separated them, the tips of their noses were almost touching.His face was still very red, he hesitated, but he still couldn't hide, "Where's my previous pajamas..."

Song Yu raised his eyebrows a little before he realized what his question meant, "You have a fever and sweat a lot, and your clothes are soaked. I changed them into new ones for you."

Lezhi pursed his lips.Song Yu comprehended his little expression without hindrance, tried hard not to recall the scene of changing clothes, and forced himself to put on a calm and breezy expression.

"You took a bath with me when you were three years old, I've seen it before."

Every time he was teased by Song Yu, there would be a vivid expression on Le Zhishi's face, very pleasing to Song Yu, even though Song Yu was struggling with the lingering images in his mind at this time.When Le Zhi said yes, yes, the allergic area started to itch again, and he scratched his arm a little irritably.

"Don't scratch." Song Yu realized, holding his hand through the quilt, "The more you scratch, the more you scratch."

"It's itchy." Le Zhishi stretched out his arms and rolled up his sleeves. Sure enough, the inside of his wrist was red again.

Every time he got a rash on his body, it was very uncomfortable. When he was a child, he liked to scratch, and he scratched it all at once. The adults would not listen to what he said. Only Song Yu would think of some ways, such as cutting his fingernails bald.Le Zhishi was very afraid of cutting his nails. When he was a child, he and Song Yu sat on a small bench. Song Yu held his hand and cut his nails carefully and coldly. Keep shrinking.

It's not good to scratch after cutting, and when I know it's itchy, I can only ask Song Yu to touch it for him.

Just like now.

"Touching doesn't work." Le Zhishi looked worried, "It's still itchy, why don't you pinch me."

Song Yu glanced at him helplessly, "Why didn't you say bite?"

"It's okay to bite, as long as it doesn't itch." Le Zhishi emphasized with a sacrificial expression on his face.

"Row."

Song Yu brought his arm to his lips and opened his lips.Le Zhishi thought that he was really going to bite, and hurriedly said before it happened, "Be gentle."

But he didn't.Song Yu lowered his eyes, held Le Zhishi's wrist, and gently kissed his rashed wrist.

Le Zhishi's heart was beating very fast. He looked at Song Yu's pretty face and saw the tip of his nose touching the skin of his arm during the kiss. He felt his whole body soaked in the aftermath of sweetness, and he felt a sense of worry for no reason. It's not even a rainy day sadness.

If he hadn't had a fever and got sick today, he wouldn't have dared to cry and tell the fact that he liked Song Yu. Then when would he be able to have Song Yu.

"Go to sleep." Song Yu turned off the lights, and the room was plunged into darkness for an instant. He patted Le Zhishi's quilt soothingly, "I'll buy you yogurt mousse tomorrow."

After being silent for a while, Song Yu thought that Le Zhishi was finally sleepy, so he closed his eyes too. After only three seconds, his quilt was lifted, and Le Zhishi pushed in without explanation, like a little brown candy Cling to Song Yu's body and hug his waist.

"I'm so cold." Le Zhi raised his head, with a soft and soft nasal voice, "Hold me to sleep."

He didn't want to stay alone in another quilt, unable to touch Song Yu, only skin contact could make Le Zhi feel full of security.

Song Yu froze for a second, unnaturally, "You are obviously hot."

"Because I'm sick." Le Zhishi hugged Song Yu's waist without letting go, and leaned into Song Yu's ear, "Brother, can't you sleep with your hug?"

When he called brother, Song Yu's heart beat a lot faster, Le Zhishi always has the ability to subconsciously grasp the gate of life.He turned his face slightly, and agreed with Le Zhishi's request in a calm voice, "Yes."

Le Zhishi was very satisfied, and even took the initiative to kiss Song Yu on the cheek and the side of his neck, "Thank you."

"Be honest." Song Yu warned.

"I'm very honest." Le Zhishi said seriously, and after speaking, he rubbed against his arms, trying to find the most seamless hug position.

Just when Le Zhishi was trying to move in his arms for the third time, Song Yu finally couldn't help it and pinned Le Zhishi's back.

"You may have been a younger brother for a long time, and you can't change your mentality. I have something to explain." Song Yu's voice was a little hoarse, "You are lying in the arms of an adult man who has other plans for you, don't Trying to test a person's self-control. It has already consumed more than half of it while changing your clothes."

Le Zhishi was finally honest and remained motionless.Song Yu didn't know if he was asleep or not. Anyway, the face on the side of his neck was very hot. Let alone moving around, he even scratched it carefully.

After the threat was over, Song Yu made another strict request, "Give me your hand."

Le Zhishi obediently complied.The outstretched hand was held by Song Yu, and his fingers interlocked forcefully.

"This is to prevent you from scratching your itch again." Song Yu explained with a lot of leeway, and fell into a dream while holding Le Zhi, who had become obedient.

When he woke up the next day, Le Zhishi was hugging Song Yu's pillow. He was a little confused, feeling that someone had deliberately stuffed this pillow into his arms.I touched my forehead to check, and the fever was completely subsided, but my throat was a little sore, and I didn't want to go down.

"Song Yu..."

He yelled twice, and Song Yu came in. He had already changed into a black hooded long-sleeved sweater and white trousers, very casual. "Have you slept well?"

Le Zhishi nodded in the quilt pile, "I'm hungry."

It's not that I should be hungry, it's already noon.Song Yu took out a set of his own clothes for him, and asked Le Zhishi to change after washing.

"Go out for a walk?"

"Okay."

When going downstairs, Le Zhishi's calves and waist were sore, as if she had fought with someone.He found that the house was really good, except for the floor-to-ceiling windows, it also had a large balcony facing a large lake, which was sparkling and beautiful.

"The shoes are a bit big." Le Zhishi sat on the sofa, put on the shoes, and shook his legs, feeling empty, "like stepping on a boat."

When Song Yu came over, Le Zhishi thought he was going to laugh at him, but he didn't expect him to half-kneel in front of him, untied his shoelaces without a word, tightened them a little bit, and tied his shoelaces again.

"Is that so?" Song Yu raised his eyes and looked at him.

Le Zhishi was a little flustered at this glance, so he could only nod in a daze, "It's much better."

So Song Yu lowered his head to help him put on the other shoe, and even pulled his crooked sock, "I'm 19 years old, and I still don't know how to wear socks."

"It's not my birthday yet." Le Zhishi quibbles.

Song Yu stood up with a smile on his lips, "You still know."

After the two packed up and went out, Song Yu drove him out of the community. Le Zhishi opened the car window a small slit, and the sweet-scented osmanthus air came in at the end of September.

"There's a nice dessert shop over there."

"Eat cake?" Le Zhishi's eyes lit up.

"Yeah." Song Yu stopped the car and unbuckled his seat belt, "I promised you yesterday."

Le Zhishi followed Song Yu closely, and saw himself reflected on the glass door of the dessert shop, wearing Song Yu's clothes like the last time he stayed overnight.But this time his mentality changed again. Looking at himself like this again, he had a strange feeling, as if his whole body was covered with the three words [Song Yu's].

This small dessert shop is very beautiful, with lake blue walls, some American country decoration, and the glass windows are also designed in a circular style that is drawn from bottom to top.Le Zhishi liked this small window very much, so he chose a seat by the window to sit down.

"Hello, a gluten-free yogurt mousse, a cup of hot flat white, and a cup of espresso." Song Yu finished ordering and asked Le Zhishi to wait for him obediently. He went to the pharmacy across the street to buy a thermometer.

The corner cake arrived quickly and looked delicious with a beautiful sprinkle of blueberries and raspberries on top.Le Zhishi picked up the fork and took a small bite. It was even more delicious than what Song Yu described.

There was a couple sitting obliquely in front of him. The girl fed the boy a bite of cake, looking very sweet.So Le Zhi put down the fork in his hand and prepared to bear it until his brother came back to eat.

He has to learn to talk about very powerful love like others.

Song Yu bought a thermometer, and when he was crossing the road, he saw Le Zhishi's fluffy head in the small yellow round window.The phone rang suddenly, it was Le Zhishi's call.

"Why haven't you come back yet?" He seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"Immediately." Song Yu walked towards him and stopped in front of the glass window.

Le Zhishi reacted belatedly from the cast shadow, raised his head, and was surprised to see his face, and like a ghost, he stretched out his hand and pressed it against the glass.

This time Song Yu didn't paste the glass like before.

"Take a hold." Song Yu's voice was low and gentle in the microphone.

He opened the glass window upwards, and the palms of Le Zhishi's were truly attached to each other, interlocking fingers briefly without any barrier.