Lovely Allergen

Le Zhishi regretted that he had said that.

After listening to the beginning, he knew what the meaning behind it was.

Song Jin said again: "I heard from Teacher Zhang that his daughter is studying geology in Florida, and now she is going to come back to study military remote sensing, which is also very related to your major. You are about the same age, and you should have a lot of common language. Teachers If you open your mouth, you can help me with this favor, and you can also take Ms. Zhang around W Dali to get familiar with the environment."

Song Yu ate without oil and salt. When his father finished speaking, he said abruptly, "I'm a student, not a full-time driver."

"Xiao Yu." Lin Rong put her hand on his arm, winked at him, looked at Song Jin again, and turned her heart to her son, "I don't think this is a good idea, how embarrassing, we don't know each other , suddenly going to pick up the girl from the plane, and Xiaoyu doesn't like to talk, so what's the matter with the cold scene? Why don't we let our driver go. "

"The teacher asked Song Yu to pick up the plane. What's the matter with our family pushing it to the driver? We still need to understand the world." Song Jin put down his chopsticks. There is no way to refuse directly, after all, it is the child's teacher, so it is too shameful."

After speaking, he looked at Song Yu again, "Speaking of which, Song Yu, you should also make more friends. You are alone every day. You are still a student. You will always leave school in the future. Dad is always worried about you like this Suffer."

"My brother has a lot of friends." Le Zhishi couldn't help but argue for Song Yu, "Everyone in the basketball team has a good relationship with my brother, and the debate team, people in their laboratory also like my brother very much. I went to see him. , They are all very good people. He helped me save the game last time, and our law school classmates also admire my brother. Uncle, he is very good."

Song Jin sighed, "That's you, protecting your brother every day. You can't hold him like this for the rest of your life."

Le Zhishi thought, of course I can, I just want to support him for the rest of my life.

"No, what I said is true." Le Zhishi's expression was serious, "My brother really has a lot of friends, and we have to eat in a big box to sit down."

"Let's do this." Seeing that Song Yu refused to communicate the whole time, Lin Rong tried to find a compromise, "Lele and brother go together, so you don't have to worry about having nothing to say. Lele's presence can ease the atmosphere, anyway. When you receive it, the task is completed.”

"I won't go." Song Yu was determined, and even prepared to retreat after eating.Le Zhishi felt bad, it was obviously his birthday, and he didn't want Song Yu to be unhappy.

"I'll pick it up." Le Zhishi put forward a new idea, "I just said that my brother is sick, so I can pick it up for him. Anyway, I am also a student of W University, so I can take my sister for a walk."

Song Yu didn't change much in his expression the whole time, but when he heard this sentence, he frowned and turned his face to stare at Le Zhishi.Le Zhishi didn't get what he meant, and felt that he should be praised for helping him solve the trouble, so he guessed right, so he blinked at him.

Song Yu sighed inaudibly.

"I'll go with Le Zhishi."

"But only this time, I will not have any further contact with this Miss Zhang in the future."

Song Yu didn't even eat a few bites of the birthday cake. He sat in the courtyard full of fallen leaves and drank tea in a daze. Later, Song Jin brought a cup of tea and sat next to Song Yu. There was a small maple tree in the courtyard. The red leaves are beautiful.

"Xiaoyu, how are you doing?"

"It's good, I'm happy every day." Song Yu looked at Fengye and answered truthfully.

Song Jin was quiet, and said to him gently: "What happened just now is my father's fault. Today is your birthday, so you shouldn't be such a disappointment."

"No." Song Yu looked at his father, "I know you are doing it for my own good."

Song Jin smiled, with a mature and calm expression on his face, "Actually, when you were young, you had a lot of ideas and liked to make decisions by yourself, but sometimes you would deliberately reveal a little information to me to let me know what you were doing, but you didn't say it clearly. At that time, I thought, this kid is really awkward, why didn't he discuss it with his father openly."

"But now that you are getting bigger and bigger, I realize that you will hardly find your father anymore." Song Jin lowered his eyes, looking at the maple tree, "Independence must be a good thing for a child , but for a father, it's still a bit sad, always wondering if I can do something for you."

Song Yu completely understood his father's heart. He was even a little disappointed when he heard such words.Ever since the secret love in adolescence, Song Yu learned to hide herself from being discovered by anyone, and gradually developed the habit, it was almost impossible to show her true self to others.

"Dad, you have done a very good job, and I hope you think I am really a good son."

Song Yu's tone sounded a little sad, and Song Jin couldn't help laughing, "Of course you are, you are the greatest pride of me and your mother in this life."

Song Yu lowered his head, thinking he should smile, but he couldn't.

Thinking of something, Song Jin asked again, "You want to change directions because Teacher Zhang wants to introduce your daughter to you?"

He did hint again and again that Song Yu even showed Song Yu a picture of his daughter, as if he was sure that Song Yu would become interested and change his mind after seeing her, so he could obediently be his son-in-law.

However, none of these Song Yu told his father, "No, I decided on the research direction when I decided to study surveying, mapping and geology. I just did the graduation project with him, and the professors in that direction did not bring undergraduates to complete the project."

Song Jin leaned on the rocking chair and looked up at the sky, "That's good. In fact, Teacher Zhang also thinks you are excellent, otherwise why would he introduce his precious daughter to you. My attitude towards this matter is that we as Men, you still need to have a basic demeanor. If there is no fate, you can be friends, and you may meet in future work."

"But Dad is very curious, can you tell me what kind of research you want to do?"

The father and son were chatting, Lin Rong and Le Zhishi were sitting in front of the glass window drinking milk, each holding a box in his hand, sucking through the straw.

"Lele, do you think my brother has someone he likes?"

Lin Rong's sudden question caused Le Zhishi to choke on the milk and cough violently.

"Oh, what's the matter with you, why are you always choking? Drink slowly..." Lin Rong stroked his back and returned to the topic just now, "I listen to a lot of gossip every day in the store, and it's better than my brother Boys and girlfriends with poor conditions have changed several times, my brother hasn’t moved at all, and my mentor has chosen him as his son-in-law, this kid doesn’t even want to go, there must be something wrong.”

Le Zhishi asked tentatively: "Then what if my brother really likes someone?"

"What should I do?" Lin Rong put the empty milk carton on the table, "It's great to have someone you like, but I'm afraid he's unrequited love."

Lin Rong made up a big idol drama with some sadness in her head, "Your brother is the second male number of the audience in TV dramas, so it makes people feel distressed."

"Then..." Le Zhi said tentatively again, "What if that person also likes brother?"

"Get married." Lin Rong said, "I even thought about the recipe for the wedding cake!"

Le Zhishi first laughed, and then felt some unreasonable sadness in his heart.

"Aunt Rong, what if you are not satisfied with the person brother likes?"

"Will you be satisfied?" Lin Rong put her hands on her face, looked at her husband and son in the courtyard outside the window, and smiled happily, "It must be very good to make my brother like him."

Le Zhishi looked at the courtyard and felt that autumn was coming soon.

He didn't know if he was good enough, but he knew that he was not an option that met expectations.

The day of the airport pick-up had cooled down, and Le Zhishi was wearing a cashmere coat, but felt cold when he got downstairs, and was ordered by Song Yu to go back and change into a thicker white cotton coat.

"I'll be late." Le Zhishi didn't want to change.

"I won't go if I'm late." Song Yu said indifferently.

After changing clothes, when Le Zhishi got into the car, it was like falling into a fluffy cotton candy.Song Yu turned on the radio, and listened to the radio quietly all the way, but at the red light, he would take Le Zhishi's hand, pull it to his lips and kiss it, then wrap his hand around his white and slender fingertips, and the fingertips slowly Caressing deeply, looking very cherished.

Le Zhishi stared at Song Yu's finger, and for some reason had some fantasies, imagining that his finger was wearing a wedding ring, it should look good.

"I haven't bought your birthday present yet." Le Zhishi suddenly said, "I want to change my mind."

Song Yu knows his choice anxiety best, "The shirt is fine. Save your little money."

Although considered poor, Le Zhishi still insisted, "No, I've already decided what to buy."

Song Yu turned the steering wheel, got on the airport expressway, and said indifferently: "Then you settle the money from the previous few times."

Le Zhishi looked at Song Yu in confusion.But Song Yu said seriously: "Two thousand times, you forgot?"

"..."

Sometimes Le Zhishi really thinks that Song Yu is very strange, very strange.

He took a deep breath, endured and endured, "I haven't forgotten, wait for me to earn..."

"Then wait until you make money before going whoring." Song Yu interrupted him with an emotionless smile.

Le Zhi frowned, his doggy eyes showed an expression of disbelief, "Song Yu, have you been tight lately?"

Song Yu sighed expressionlessly, "I can't help it, milk powder money is not easy to earn. This time I came to be a driver because of you. According to the consumption level of prostitution, I will discount one-tenth, two hundred, and put it in the account superior."

"What?" Le Zhishi felt speechless at first, but later felt that there was a problem with this logic, "No, how can you raise a child with the money paid by the child's mother? You are too good at exploiting people!"

"Oh." Song Yu glanced at him, and said calmly, "You finally admitted that you are pregnant with my baby."

Le Zhishi blushed, and was so teased that he stopped talking completely.

He secretly scolded Song Yu in weak words in his heart, you may be delusional, you need to see your brain.

There were a lot of people at the airport, and Le Zhishi's anger couldn't last for a minute. As soon as he got off the bus, he forgot about being joked about just now, and obediently followed his brother, and obediently stood beside Song Yu at the pick-up place, taking his hand like in the TV series. I took out a piece of A1 paper with Ms. Zhang's name Zhang Siyun printed on it.

He printed this last night because he was afraid that he would not be able to reach anyone in the end.

After standing for a while, Lezhi felt sleepy again, so he leaned against Song Yu.Probably because he was dressed softly and white, and he was very well-behaved. Song Yu felt that he looked like a cotton candy when he was a child, so he reached out to touch Le Zhishi's face and squeezed it lightly.

"Your hands are so cold." He said so, but clamped his hands with his face and neck, and smiled sweetly, "I'll warm you up."

While the two were in this strange posture, the picked-up Miss Zhang approached them pushing her luggage.

"Hello, are you Song Yu?"

Hearing a nice female voice, Le Zhishi immediately took half a step back and let go of Song Yu's hand. When he saw that the person was staring at the paper in his hand and then at him, he immediately shook his head, "I'm not."

Ms. Zhang is even more beautiful than he imagined, but she is not the same as Nanjia. She has a typical Chinese-American style, which is different from her bookish name. She has a warm and beautiful face with wheat-colored skin. Long black curly hair with lavender polarized highlights on cheekbones.

"I guess you are not, you are too cute. Are you a mixed race?" She spoke in a gentle tone, occasionally subconsciously adding a little English word, and praised very sincerely, "You are the most Asian-European mixed race I have ever seen. Best looking, nice to meet you."

Le Zhishi shook his head modestly, and said the same thing after introducing himself.

Zhang Siyun turned his face to Song Yu, "That's why you are."

She stretched out a hand and said generously to Song Yu, "Hi, you can call me Monica."

Song Yu exchanged a glance with her, but did not reach out to hold her hand, "Hello, Miss Zhang, is this all your luggage?"

Zhang Siyun withdrew his hand calmly and smiled, "Yes, I am a minimalist."

Song Yu nodded, "Then we can go."

Zhang Siyun was very talkative, thanked them again and again, and complained a little about her overly doting father, but she didn't let Song Yu carry the luggage, she always pushed it by herself, even when Song Yu opened the trunk, she prepared herself However, Song Yu moved for her. Even though he never had contact with girls at school, he didn't want to appear so ungentlemanly.

And he thought, if he stood still, Le Zhishi would probably do it next second.

When opening the door, Le Zhishi subconsciously opened the co-pilot's door, but suddenly paused, looked at Zhang Siyun, hesitated for a while, "Do you want to sit in the front or the back?"

Zhang Siyun brushed his hair with a smile, "Will sitting in the back make it appear that I regard you as drivers too much? I don't want to do that."

Le Zhishi felt that he understood what she meant, and hesitantly prepared to retreat.But he was the only co-pilot of Song Yu, and Le Zhishi felt a little uncomfortable, and felt that he was too stingy.

"Le Zhi Shi." Song Yu looked at Le Zhi Shi standing outside the car door, "Come up." He said to Zhang Siyun, "It's nothing, I was only a part-time driver."

"Thank you." Miss Zhang sat down generously at the back.

Le Zhishi was a little distracted and forgot to fasten his seat belt. Song Yu leaned over and helped him pull the seat belt over and fasten it very smoothly and naturally.

On the way back, Zhang Siyun took the initiative to chat and talked about her somewhat feudal and worrying father.

"You know, an old scholar like him has the right to speak outside, and wants to control everything inside. So even if it hurts me, he wants to quickly find me a suitable family, get married and have children." She unconsciously He curled his lips and shrugged, "This may be a typical patriarchal family."

Le Zhishi suddenly felt that she was also a little pitiful, imagining some scenes of being urged to marry by her father, and couldn't help asking her: "Will Professor Zhang force you to go on a blind date?"

"That's not true. After all, I was abroad at the time." Zhang Siyun smiled, "But he will mention some men he thinks are good intentionally or unintentionally, and Song Yu is the most frequent among them."

Song Yu, whose name was named, seemed to ignore it, and drove without distraction, without saying a word.It seems that if he talks to him when he has knowledge, he can unscrupulously become a free-floating, hard and cold iceberg as usual.

"Really..." Le Zhi was quiet, "He thinks highly of Song Yu, and he was arranged to enter the laboratory since he was still working on the final project."

"Yes, but my father's description is very..." Zhang Siyun paused, "... poor. He only praised Song Yu academically, and he talked endlessly, so that in the picture I made up in my mind, the future The academic star is a total nerd, nerd."

She said, laughed, and looked at Song Yu's deep eyebrows and eyes from the rearview mirror, "The meeting today really gave me a lot of surprises. After all, no one doesn't like a handsome face. If my father sent me your photo earlier , Maybe we will meet sooner.”

She expressed her affection for Song Yu very straightforwardly, which made Le Zhishi feel that she was in an awkward position, like a waiter who seemed redundant even in a blind date or a date dinner, pinching her hands tremblingly. Send him a tip for leaving.

Le Zhishi felt that he overestimated his abilities, and thought he could ease the atmosphere.But it was just the beginning, and he didn't want to talk anymore.

Listening to Ms. Zhang's words, Song Yu thought of Professor Zhang's various hints and pressure, and his mood began to deteriorate. He didn't know how to respond to the other party's "handsome" and "meet you soon", and noticed Le Zhishi's silence , so I asked him, "Is it cold, do you want to turn on the air conditioner?"

Le Zhi raised his head ignorantly, shook his head first, and then felt that he was too self-assertive, so he turned his face and asked Zhang Siyun, "What about you?"

Zhang Siyun smiled and shook his head, "I wear thick clothes, thank you. But the weather here is a little drier than I expected. I have the impression that the rain in Jiangcheng is always endless. I don't like it very much, and the air pressure is very low."

Le Zhishi objected silently in his heart. He liked rain very much, because he knew from a young age that when it rained, he could get close to Song Yu, and it was even better when it was thundering.

"However, W University should be very beautiful now. The ginkgo and maple trees are very beautiful. I remember that I used to go there when I was still in junior high school. After staying abroad for too long, I don't know what new buildings are there now." Zhang Siyun very naturally He made an invitation, but his eyes were on Song Yu's face in the rearview mirror, "I wonder if you guys have time to take me around? I can also take pictures of the scenery with my dusty SLR, it's not a waste."

Song Yu didn't speak, but Le Zhishi said, "If you need someone to accompany you, I can..."

"Actually, the scenery of W is more suitable for one person to appreciate."

Song Yu interrupted Le Zhishi's words, and suggested to her calmly and politely, "You can see everything you want along the Huanshan Road along Luojia Mountain. There are also many photographers there, and there may be some like you. .”

Le Zhishi glanced at Zhang Siyun, then at Song Yu, smiled, and said to her: "Well, I really like to walk alone on the road with fallen leaves. It will make me feel good after walking."

Although he was rejected, Zhang Siyun smiled generously, "I also like fallen leaves very much. It is also a good idea to climb the mountain alone."

The road was too congested, and Lezhi began to get motion sickness. He opened the window to breathe, but the wind was too strong, which quickly irritated his throat, so he coughed again.

Zhang Siyun politely leaned forward to care, but Song Yu reacted faster and handed Le Zhishi a thermos with the lid screwed off, and closed his window.

"Drink some water and go home soon."

His voice was low and soft, probably only for Le Zhishi to hear, but Zhang Siyun still heard it.

She leaned back on the seat and stared at Song Yu's softened side face, feeling some inexplicable emotions in her heart.

This seems to be two completely different people from the one who suggested traveling alone just now.

After drinking enough water, Le Zhi leaned against the car window and sniffed, "Will I sleep better."

Song Yu nodded, turned off the car music, "Cover it with a blanket."

Le Zhishi recalled with embarrassment that the blanket he had been covering seemed to be in the back seat.

"It's this blanket?" Zhang Siyun took the initiative to pick it up, and when he handed it to Lezhi, his fingers were slender with rose-colored nail polish, and his index finger was wearing a beautiful rose gold ring.

Le Zhishi wanted to say thank you, but he hesitated, so he spoke a step slower than Zhang Siyun.

"By the way, I forgot to ask just now." She smiled sweetly, "What's your relationship?"

The author has something to say:

By the way, Ms. Zhang is not a bad supporting actress, she is an assist for coming out of the closet, PS is not Lily, she has a very straightforward character, the kind that expresses her liking

Song Yu's old double standards, from the beginning to the end, he was only warm to Le Zhishi alone, and refused to say no to Nanjia who he was already familiar with, not to mention the stranger Miss Zhang who was hard-pressed by his mentor. Fulfill the duty of pick-up

Nanjia came out to complain again: The first time I saw Song Yu in the basketball hall, this guy just dropped the basketball and left without even looking at me, so indifferent (turning over the old score)