Lovely Allergen

This title made Le Zhishi dizzy until he got off the car, his head was hot, he was obedient at first, but he became more obedient when he became dumb and silly, and let Song Yu lead him forward.

There were not many people on the road, and I didn't feel ashamed when I knew it. I just kept thinking about the way Song Yu called him a baby, as if he had only hidden nuts in his cheek pouch, and secretly took out a sip when no one was around. Hamster sipping.

But before entering the restaurant, Song Yu still untied the ribbon in his hand, folded it slowly and put it away.There are a lot of people in the restaurant, and there are two or three young men and women waiting for the bus at the door. When they see Lezhi, they will look more often.

"Didn't you say you're going to tie me up to eat?" Le Zhishi stuck Song Yu's arm and went up the steps next to him, "Don't feed me."

Song Yu looked at the unconcealable smugness on his face, and the corners of his mouth raised a little unconsciously.

"This is paid content too, barrister."

"I'll be rich in the future, and I can afford it."

The restaurant is very large, decorated in Chinese style, and even has a little Lingnan garden style. After entering the box and sitting down, he felt a little familiar when he knew it. He thought about it carefully and found that it seemed to be when he was doing his homework on the review website I have seen the Black Pearl restaurant.

"How do you know this place?" Lezhi asked.

Song Yu ordered the dishes skillfully, closed the menu and handed it to the waiter, and whispered to her about allergies and taboos and other things. When the waiter left, he looked up at Le Zhi, "You really don't have a good memory. Sample."

"Did I say that?" Le Zhi frowned, unable to remember.

"On the high-speed rail." Song Yu said.

Le Zhishi vaguely recalled a little bit, probably he mentioned it casually, after all, most of the time when he chatted without logic.

But Song Yu is like a machine that can store memories anytime and anywhere. Song Yu can always clearly point out some trivial things that he would never remember, even the time and place.

He thinks it's just because Song Yu is smart and talented.

The waiter opened the door and came in. In addition to the white porcelain teapot, there was also a square cushion in his hand. Song Yu looked at her sideways, and when he pointed to Lezhi, the waiter immediately understood. Get up, then put down the cushion on the chair, "Please sit down."

When the waiter left and took it to the door, I felt a little hot when I knew it, and I was too embarrassed to say something.They were sitting at both ends of a table, far apart. Le Zhishi put aside all table manners and moved a chair to sit next to Song Yu.

Perhaps it was because the Song family's tutors were more casual and warm, and everyone had to sit around together when eating. Even though the house was big, they all liked to sit on the small round dining table.

Le Zhishi is used to sitting next to Song Yu. When he first went to elementary school, he had to eat and have lunch at school for a while. Six-year-old Le Zhishi queued up with his classmates and asked the aunt in the cafeteria to pack the food into his warmer. bowl, and then sit on a rectangular table to eat with your classmates.

But Le Zhishi didn't know that different grades had to be separated. He always wouldn't let other children sit next to him, pressed the stool with his palm, and looked at Song Yu's figure.

Later, he saw Song Yu appearing in another team, holding a meal with others, walked to a seat two corridors away from him and sat down, no matter how much Le Zhishi waved and called him, Song Yu would not come over.

Le Zhishi is not a child who is easily discouraged. He tried to take his stool away, but after pulling it out for a long time, he found that the stool was fixed on the ground, and he couldn't get rid of it at all, so he finally just took his own food and walked through the crowd He ran up to Song Yu, and put his rice bowl on the table where Song Yu was.

At that time, Song Yu, like the other students on the table, looked up at him inexplicably.

"What are you doing here? Go back to your class."

Le Zhishi shook his head, "I want to eat with you."

He was a very strange child, he would rather stand by Song Yu's side than go back, just stood there with a spoon to scoop up rice, and stuffed it into his mouth obediently.

Song Yu looked at the patrol teacher and urged him several times, but to no avail.

"Aren't you tired of standing?"

"Tired." Le Zhishi spoke vaguely, and squeezed into the same chair with Song Yu like a donkey borrowing a slope, but only sat on his buttocks, holding his lunch box and continuing to eat.

Other classmates would laugh at Song Yu, and even say, "Oh, you can eat with your brother in your arms."

"Yes, so cute."

When he is happy, he will politely say thank you to those who praised him for being cute.But when Song Yu was hesitating for a long time, considering whether to hug him, the patrol teacher appeared and dragged Le Zhishi back to the first grade.

As usual, I will cry when I am happy, but I will not cry loudly and disturb others, so I will cry quietly. The lunch box should not be placed on the table, but should be hugged, so that he can look sideways in Song Yu's direction and cry While eating, I still stared at my brother stubbornly.

Le Zhishi cried every day at noon, and Song Yu, who was already a picky eater, always couldn't eat well, no matter how much he pretended, he could still see it.Fortunately, the school later canceled the group lunch rule, and they went home to eat together, so that the miserable lunch experience ended.

Song Yu in elementary school really experienced too many things that ordinary children can't experience. He thinks this is probably why his memory can be so deep.

Seeing Le Zhi move the chair to his side, Song Yu poured him a cup of hot scented tea without saying anything, and handed the cup and saucer in front of him.

"Drink a little."

Although the words were commanding, Song Yu's tone was very gentle.Le Zhi picked it up obediently, took a big gulp, put it back on the table, and covered his hands with the side of the cup.

"Do you think I don't look good with long hair? They say I look good with long hair."

Le Zhishi turned his face to look at him, and told Song Yu the reason bluntly, "I didn't cut it because I wanted you to see it."

After Song Yu listened, he put down the teacup in his hand, covered the back of Le Zhishi's white hand with his fingertips and slid over the clear traces of blood vessels, "It looks good."

The way he lowered his eyes always seemed very gentle, and those emotions that would give people a sense of oppression were folded away.

"Then don't cut it." He said, "If you want to keep it, you can keep it."

Le Zhishi felt that Song Yu was really strange.Sometimes he is so tough that no one can hinder and influence his decision, and he looks like an emotionless robot when he gives orders, but sometimes he is super easy to compromise, as if there is a switch that can switch the state at any time.

But when he recalled the scene of Song Yu getting along with others, the switch seemed to be invisible again.

He is often very quiet and reluctant to talk, but sometimes because of some trivial things, he will keep saying repetitive topics in front of Le Zhishi. He is angry, but he does not say it directly, which makes Le Zhishi feel that he is actually very cute. .

If possible, Le Zhishi hoped that Song Yu like this would never be discovered by anyone. It would be best if they could only see Song Yu's appearance of keeping away from strangers, and could not find the switch that Song Yu hid.

Le Zhishi is generous and willing to share, except for Song Yu.

When the dishes came, whether it was roast meat or dim sum, they were all very suitable for Le Zhishi's taste. Song Yu ate whatever he put in, and he drank a big bowl of crab porridge, sweating all over his body.

The windows in the box are not big, and you can see the blue-gray sky and humid water mist outside, and the rain started again, with heavy rain, and you can clearly hear the sound of rain when you sit inside.

Le Zhishi took off his horn-buttoned coat, and only wore a black sweater, with the sleeves rolled up again, revealing a section of milky white arms.

"Does it still hurt?"

Hearing Song Yu's inquiry, Le Zhi, who had just picked up a piece of coconut milk cake, stopped, as if feeling it carefully, "It doesn't hurt much, but it's very sore." He patted his leg lightly And waist, "It's like the feeling the day after a long-distance run, but a little better than I imagined."

"Imagination?" Song Yu grabbed the words, "When did you imagine it?"

"It's just... just a while ago." Le Zhishi's cheeks were puffed up because of the coconut milk cake, and he glanced at Song Yu's direction with his big eyes, and said to him in a low voice: "I will think about this after we are together. Well, although I don't know when..."

He swallowed the coconut milk cake, "I was a little scared before, because thinking of the video I accidentally saw before, it should be painful and a little scary."

Le Zhishi was very afraid of pain, and he was the one who cried the worst when he was vaccinated when he was a child.

Song Yu wanted to say that you still took the initiative, but in fact, he also understood Le Zhishi's heart, so he didn't speak, but poked his bulging cheek with his finger.

"Hmm!" Le Zhishi's eyes widened, expressing dissatisfaction.Song Yu liked his reaction. He leaned his elbows on the table and watched him for a long time before suddenly speaking.

"Lele."

"Huh?" Le Zhishi took a sip of red bean paste and looked up at him.

"Thank you for trusting me."

Le Zhishi has almost never heard Song Yu say thank you to anyone, and it seems difficult for him to express his gratitude.But now, he said thank you so solemnly.

"Don't say that." Le Zhishi touched Song Yu's arm. He didn't think trusting Song Yu was something to be thanked for.

"It must be very scary for the first time." Song Yu said.

"Isn't it your first time too?" Le Zhishi tilted his head and smiled at him, "I'll send you money as soon as I get up."

He felt that Song Yu cherished himself very much as he said.

Seeing Song Yu smile slightly because of his joke, Le Zhishi also relaxed a lot, and said: "We are not the same as others. I have learned to call people in Chinese for the first time since I was a child. Going to school, kissing someone for the first time, swimming for the first time, heartbeat for the first time, love for the first time... There are too many, almost all the firsts are given to you, because you are always by my side. So it shouldn’t be It is you who thank me for trusting you and should let me say it."

The smile on his face was sincere and beautiful, "Thank you for growing up with me."

Song Yu's mood fluctuated a little. He didn't want to be found out. First, he turned his face away and picked a lot of food for Le Zhishi. After a while, he deliberately stretched out his fingers to touch his chin and pinched his face, trying to use this method Transfer emotions.

"I ate them all." Le Zhishi wiped off the last piece of rice rolls, and collapsed on the chair, "It's so supportive. You don't even eat it, you're just teasing me."

Song Yu had had enough of playing with his face, and reached out to touch his stomach, and said something so soft to himself.

"Yeah, why don't I have abdominal muscles." Le Zhishi lifted the woolen sweater and looked at it. There were two long, shallow muscles extending down, not the lumpy ones like Song Yu's. ?"

His waist is very thin, and the hickey marks on it have turned dark.Song Yu pulled his clothes off, "You just think of various ways to get sick."

When he was about to leave, Song Yu was fumbling for something in his pocket. When Le Zhi thought he was going to tie himself up, he actively stretched out both wrists to him.

Song Yu froze for a moment, then took out Le Zhishi's watch from his coat pocket, showing a puzzled expression.

"Ah..." Le Zhishi was a little embarrassed, "I made a mistake."

Song Yu chuckled, looked down and saw a little red mark left on his wrist, took a hand, put the watch on him, and adjusted the position of the dial, "I like being tied up so much, I'll buy you a pair of handcuffs gone."

"Huh?!" Le Zhishi's eyes widened, but Song Yu pulled her into his arms and kissed her very tenderly.

The door of the private room was suddenly opened, as if someone had made a mistake, Le Zhishi was facing the door, and wanted to back away in panic, but Song Yu's hand held the back of his head until the person panicked and said no. Feel free to close the door, but when Le Zhi began to be out of breath, Song Yu let go.

A kiss for dessert.Le Zhishi was led away from the restaurant by Song Yu. He was still thinking about what Song Yu said before, so he leaned over his shoulder while waiting for the car, "Is what you said true?"

Song Yu glanced at him, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about.When he knew it, he stretched out his two hands again, like a well-behaved criminal who pleaded guilty.

"fake."

"It's just your wrist." Song Yu held his wrist bone tightly, and shook Le Zhishi's hand twice, "It will break if you grind it."

When you know it, you think it's good to be fake.But he also wished that he had a pair of handcuffs, one on Song Yu's hand, so that he would not run away.The loosened hand hung down and touched Song Yu's hand. The dials of the two watches collided lightly, making a sound, and the silver straps entangled each other, as if they were really a pair of separate handcuffs.

After getting in the car, the taxi drove on the rainy streets, seemingly aimless, as if they were lost in the Lingnan city in the center of the eye of the storm, circulating in strange but similar streets.

And Le Zhishi hoped that he would never get out.

The car finally stopped in the old city, because Le Zhishi said before that he wanted to see the buildings in the old city, Song Yu held up a dull and wide black umbrella, and the rain was a little lighter, but he still held Le Zhishi in his arms Here, the umbrella surface is always inclined to prevent him from getting caught in the rain.

The weather here is not suitable for dating, even a little too bad.It was windy and rainy, and the sky was gloomy. There were almost no people on the road, and some were in a hurry.Le Zhishi, who lives inland, keeps thinking about whether the typhoon has arrived while walking, whether it is in progress, or in past tense.

His legs were a little sore, Le Zhi wanted to stop after walking a short distance, the first time Song Yu asked him how to stop, after he explained, Song Yu took the initiative to stand still every time, as if he had installed a precision measuring instrument.

"By the way." Le Zhishi stretched out a hand to him, with a cute expression on his face, "Where is the gift you brought me this time?" He remembered Song Yu's joke at the dinner table, "It can't really be Nanmu Bar."

"That was to lie to Qin Yan. There is no Nanmu in the northwest."

"Is there a gift this time?"

"Yes." Song Yu nodded, feeling that he had had enough rest, and took a few steps with Le Zhi in his arms, "Go back to you."

When you have something to look forward to, you will soon be happy when you know it.They talked as they walked, Lezhishi described to Song Yu how Nanjia trained models, and told him that he would have a moot court next week, and told the time and place, but Song Yu was not explicitly invited to watch.When asked about Song Yu's change of research direction, he felt that he had something to say, but Song Yu didn't have time to organize his words, and the phone in his pocket vibrated for a long time.

Song Yu stared at the phone screen and Le Zhishi stared at him, feeling that the corners of his mouth, which had been slightly raised, sank and became straight. Then he connected the phone and put the screen close to his ear.

"Hey, Dad."

Song Yu was still holding the umbrella with his other hand, and replied in a low voice.Le Zhishi thought he was going to lie, but he had already thought of excuses and lies for Song Yu in his heart. When replying to Lin Rong's message yesterday, Le Zhishi didn't mention Song Yu at all.

But facing his father, Song Yu was more honest than he imagined.

"It's time for me to come to Guangzhou to look for Lezhi. Well, he's not safe alone." Song Yu looked in another direction when he spoke, and the silhouette of his side face looked colder in the rainy day.

"It has been resolved, and I will go back the day after tomorrow... Well, I know, be careful when you are on a business trip."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yu intentionally changed the hand holding the umbrella, took Le Zhishi's hand, and put it in his coat pocket like storing belongings. It's not clear whether it was to give someone a sense of security.

Song Yu felt his heart beating dully, like an auditory hallucination, and his father's concerned voice kept echoing in his ears, but the guilt distorted and deformed these words.

It seems that what he said on the phone wasn't "Lele is not in good health, you need to be more concerned, he is no different from your own brother."

It's [I raised you and educated you since I was a child, so that you can trick my best friend's orphan into bed? ]

His father is benevolent and righteous. Compared with him, Song Yu knows that he is vulgar. The starting point of these concerns is petty love, which is the result of hormones.

He didn't want that either, no one wanted that.

Song Yu, who was in a trance, didn't control his strength well. When he heard Le Zhi yelling in pain, he realized that he was holding it too tightly.

"I'm sorry." Song Yu let go of his hand, but Le Zhishi quickly held him back.

"Song Yu, your hands are so cold." He wrapped Song Yu's fingers, "Let me cover you."

What the father didn't know was that it wasn't an orphan with a shallow mind that he cheated away, but a brave boy who was ready to accept accidents and death at any time, and was willing to promise in his suicide note to leave his bones to him.

If it were anyone, who would be willing to give up.

When they reached the corner of the street, neither of them paid much attention to the scenery outside the umbrella. They just walked slowly. When Le Zhi felt that he had finished speaking suddenly, but he didn't want to be so silent, so he thought hard, but he didn't have time to think of a suitable one. topic, they were stopped by a young boy.

"Hi, I'm sorry to bother you." The boy showed an apologetic smile on his face, "Can you take a picture of me and my girlfriend? Over there, I need you to walk with me for a while."

Song Yu didn't speak, but Le Zhishi quickly nodded in agreement, "Yes." He took the camera from the boy.

"That's great. There aren't many people today. We searched for a long time before we found anyone. I'm sorry to trouble you." The boy laughed at himself that he couldn't choose a time and came out to play in such bad weather.

Le Zhishi kindly comforted him, saying that if the weather is bad, it won't be too crowded.

They followed the boy for a while, only to find that there was a beautiful Gothic double-spire church hidden in the old city. Because of the wind and rain, there was no one here, and the yellow granite walls of the church were set off by the gray sky. , even a bit sad.

Not far away, a girl is holding a transparent umbrella and wearing a red knitted dress, which is the only bright color here.She smiled happily and waved to the boy.

"Click here, thank you." After the boy taught, he quickly ran to his girlfriend, hugged her shoulders and smiled at the camera.

In order to take pictures of the people more beautifully, and also to fit the background behind, Le Zhishi squatted down and looked up to take pictures of them, "Okay! Let's take another picture."

The boy said yes loudly, then hugged his girlfriend, and asked her if she would like to kiss her in such a special place. Seeing her nodding shyly, the boy bowed his head and kissed her under the rose window of the church.

After getting satisfactory photos, the young couple left very gratefully.Suddenly there were only the two of them left in front of the church, deserted.Le Zhi stuck his head out a little, looked up at the building, and said to Song Yu, "I heard that this is one of the four cathedrals in the world."

He thought Song Yu didn't know about it, but he didn't expect Song Yu to add to him, "It's one of the four Gothic churches with large stone structures."

"Yes." Le Zhishi nodded, "I didn't expect to come here for a while before going back."

He looked up for a while and stopped talking.When I was happy, my imagination always came quickly. When I saw a beautiful and magnificent church, I thought of white gauze, flowers, a loving partner who was blessed by everyone, and a pastor who said a lengthy oath.

The priest announces that you are free to kiss.So the couple from just now became the couple who exchanged rings and kissed in Le Zhishi's fantasy. They laughed happily.

But he was just a bystander, standing outside the church door.In this fantasy, he hoped that Song Yu would not stand with him, and he did not want him to be rejected.

"It's a good thing I didn't grow up in England." Le Zhishi looked up at the cross on the top of the church and the dark clouds floating behind the cross.

"Why?" Song Yu only looked at him.

Le Zhishi still looked up and blinked slowly, "You must grow up to be a believer over there. I heard that people who believe in Christianity believe that homosexuals will go to hell after death."

He didn't want to add more guilt to Song Yu.

"It is said that God loves the world." Le Zhishi looked at the cross in confusion, "Will God love those who fall in love with the same sex? Or punish their souls after death."

Belatedly realizing that he had once again talked about death, Le Zhi lowered his head and said sorry softly. He didn't know if Song Yu could understand the point of his apology. He wondered if he should explain.

But what he didn't expect was that Song Yu put his arms around his waist.The umbrella surface is tilted, and the world in front of them is divided into two. The way they came was covered by the oppressive black umbrella, but the church in front of them stands intact, witnessing everything.

Behind the umbrella and in front of the church, Song Yu lowered his head and kissed Le Zhishi.

It was a pious and long kiss, as if it was a silent resistance created by Song Yu's actions, despising belief and rules.

Le Zhishi went from opening his eyes wide in bewilderment to closing them with a sore nose.There are no flowers here, no blessed crowd, and even the sky is gloomy and depressing, even with cold rain falling, as if thousands of silver needles fell from the sky and stuck on them.

He realized that he had changed, he enjoyed the rain, and also enjoyed the joy he stole from the suffering.How hard-won the honey licked on the tip of the knife is, who would find it not sweet.

At least this rain won't shy away from them.

When Song Yu retreated a little distance, Le Zhishi opened his eyes, his eyelashes were smeared with drizzle, and his vision was a little hazy.He looked up at Song Yu, feeling that he was like a statue of a god, tall, full of taboos, and perfect.

But he stood in front of the church in a sacrilegious manner and said to Le Zhishi: "I don't need God to love me."

"It's enough to have you."