Lovely Allergen

Song Yu always said things he didn't understand, and he discovered it since he was a child.

No matter how many times, he would always try to figure out what Song Yu really wanted to express, so that he completely lost his mind when ordering food. Xia Zhixu, who was sitting opposite, called his name several times, Le Zhishi Just recovered.

"what?"

Xia Zhixu smiled, "Drink a drink?"

Le Zhishi shook his head, "I just drank milk tea."

"That's it." Xia Zhixu looked down at the menu, "Then I want two green citrus cola, this daifuku looks good, I want one, as well as Nagasaki cake, matcha red bean dorayaki..."

Song Yu stopped, "Are you here for Japanese food or dessert?"

Xia Zhixu smiled while holding the menu, "Xu Qichen is low in blood sugar and can eat sweets. I'm used to eating out with him, sorry, sorry."

When he said that he moved the menu to Lezhi, "Lele, what do you want to eat? This ramen is good."

"He is allergic to wheat, and can't eat noodles." Song Yu glanced at the menu, chose the dishes that Lezhi would not hate when he was edible, and ordered on his own terms.

"It's miserable." Xia Zhixu counted all the wheat products within his cognition. "That's not even beer."

"You shouldn't drink alcohol when you are underage." Xu Qichen poured a cup of barley tea for Lezhishi, pushed it over, and smiled at him, "There is no flour in Dafu, it's glutinous rice skin wrapped in fruit and cream. You should like it."

Le Zhishi also smiled, "Well, I like glutinous rice."

In fact, Lezhishi also likes these two seniors very much. Even though they are not from the same school, they have only met once, but neither of them showed excessive weight, whether it was a conversation or eye contact. The curiosity and the inquiring psychology, but also very friendly, keep in a very delicate balance point, which makes Lezhishi feel very comfortable.

The waiter brought the green citrus cola together with two cups filled with ice cubes. Xia Zhixu thanked him, but did not give him the share of Xu Qichen directly. Instead, he poured the ice cubes from one of the cups into the other. in.

This action seemed to arouse Xu Qichen's dissatisfaction, but his dissatisfaction was just looking at Xia Zhixu and frowned.

"Then leave a piece for you?" Xia Zhixu raised his wrist and left the last piece of ice that had not fallen in the cup. Ding Ling wailed, "You drink less ice, and eat spicy food for a while, and your stomach hurts. Trouble."

Xu Qichen didn't speak up either. When Xia Zhixu finished speaking, he poured out the soda and put the cup with only one piece of ice in Xu Qichen's hand.

Le Zhishi watched these two people's every move and was a little confused in his heart, but even the point of doubt was very vague. He also has friends, such as Jiang Yufan, and he has also seen friends and friends when they are together, but the two people in front of him are different.

There seemed to be a transparent thread between them, from fingers to fingers, from the corners of the mouth to the corners of the mouth, from the eyebrows to the eyebrows, everywhere, twisted and twisted, pulling someone's hair and moving the other person's whole body.

it's wired. Compared to such a wonderful connection, it is even stranger for Lezhishi to find that he can perceive this connection.

Xia Zhixu took a sip of Coke, wrinkled by the green citrus inside, and looked at Song Yu, "You did a good job in the midterm entrance exam. I heard them say that you are very good at math."

"It's okay." Song Yu chatted with him about the reasoning, and Xu Qichen ate ramen in silence.

The waiter served a flame platter of grilled sushi with six different flavors. Le Zhishi picked a piece of Song Yu’s favorite sweet shrimp sushi and put it in his bowl. He ate the avocado sushi in one bite. The sliced ​​avocado topped with soy sauce and salad dressing was placed on the firm and sweet vinegar rice ball. Vegetarian, it has a smooth and dense taste after being roasted with a spray gun, with a little caramel aroma, and it melts as soon as the mouth is squeezed.

"Is it delicious?" Xu Qichen asked.

Le Zhishi nodded while chewing, and saw Xia Zhixu clipped one to Xu Qichen, "You'll know if you taste it, eat more."

Xu Qichen added, "Lele eats very fragrantly."

Le Zhishi swallowed the food in his mouth, “Because I’m allergic, I can’t eat a lot of delicious food, and there are very few things I can eat. You must taste the taste seriously and eat more so that you won’t lose out on others. ."

Song Yu took a sip of tea, "There are still crooked ways to be greedy."

Xia Zhixu agreed with Le Zhishi's statement. He touched his cup with his, Huya smiled, "I like this statement. People who respect and enjoy food are very cute."

Song Yu poured another cup of hot tea and let Lezhishi drink it. Lezhishi wanted to save his stomach to eat. He responded twice, but waited until it was half cold and didn't drink it. In the end Song Yu drank it and poured another cup. New, "If you don't drink it, you won't be able to eat a bite of dessert."

Le Zhishi couldn't help but swallowed the crabmeat tamagoyaki in his mouth, and sipped it with a teacup in both hands.

"Your brother is so fierce." Xia Zhixu sandwiched a piece of fried foie gras sushi for Lezhishi, "Lele eats this with apple slices. It's delicious."

Le Zhishi said thank you, and took a bite according to Xia Zhixu’s method. He didn’t like animal liver at first and didn’t eat foie gras in Lin Rong’s restaurant, but now in this situation, he feels it’s not good to refuse. But after eating it, I realized that it was completely different from what I imagined.

The taste of foie gras is very dense, even a bit similar to the taste of densely pressed heavy cheesecake, but the taste is the animal fat aroma of black pepper and rock salt, and the taste is mellow. The apple slices balance the greasiness well and are refreshing. The springy vinegar rice was unexpectedly delicious.

"It's delicious." Le Zhishi raised his head and smiled at Xia Zhi Xu, his eyes bright.

"Yes, brother doesn't lie."

Sure enough, preconceived bias is likely to lead to misses and regrets.

Just when he was wholeheartedly eating, the three senior high school students had already talked from the competition to the college entrance examination, as if this was indeed a topic that could not be avoided.

Listening to them talking, Lezhishi couldn't help but interjected, "Senior Xia, do you want to volunteer?"

Suddenly Xia Zhixu raised his head slightly and thought about it, "I really want to learn computer. As for where to go to study..." He leaned on Xu Qichen's shoulder, "Where is Xu Qichen going, where do I go, we all said Okay, I'm going to go to Beijing."

Xu Qichen put down the steamed tea bowl in his hand, pushed his head away from his shoulders, his voice was not loud, "Who told you that."

His ears are red. Discovered when Lezhi.

He turned to look at Song Yu, "Brother Song Yu, how about you?"

Song Yu lowered his eyes, "I didn't think about it."

The tempura assorted platter was delivered. It was fragrant and crispy. A large plate of fried shrimp, fried crab legs, fried green squash, fried squid, and fried shiitake mushrooms. It was greedy just looking at Lezhi. This kind of cold It is best to eat crispy, hot fried food on wet rainy days, but these Japanese food stores are wrapped in flour, and he can't eat a bite.

Hearing Song Yu’s answer, Xia Zhixu said with a smile, “Doesn’t you have one-third of your students going abroad every year and don’t take the college entrance examination?”

Song Yu said, "It's not that much, it's an exaggeration."

Xu Qichen also asked: "Are you going abroad? Are you going to prepare for the exam now?"

"Not necessarily." The answer he gave was vague.

When I heard the word "going abroad", Lezhi, who had been hit by tempura, suddenly became even more frustrated. So is it possible that Song Yu will go abroad to study for college? How many years do you want to study in a foreign university? Is it possible to return to China only during holidays? How many holidays can I take a year?

In just a few seconds, he actually thought of a scene where he was alone in high school while Song Yu was studying abroad and holding a party.

"What are you in a daze? Don't eat anymore?" Song Yu asked.

Le Zhishi shook his head, "I want to eat." So he put a fried shrimp tempura for Song Yu, and ate a small chopsticks with seaweed.

"Lele wants to go straight to the middle, right?" Xu Qichen asked.

"Come to our Jingjian," Xia Zhixu teased him, "Jingjian canteen is delicious."

However, Le Zhishi said, "Peiya does not make up classes, and there are many extracurricular activities."

"That's true, I don't want to make up lessons either."

Le Zhishi thought again, no matter where he went to high school, he would be separated from Song Yu. No matter where he went to college, he would not be able to meet every day. If he really went abroad, after a few years, I don’t know when he will be able to meet him. Bye now.

The more I think about it, the more I feel bored, and I can't eat anymore. The rain outside lasted for almost two hours and finally stopped. Xia Zhixu insisted on buying the order, saying that Song Yu would owe him a meal and find a chance to get it back. Song Yu didn't refuse either, and He Lezhishi stood behind and waited for them.

Unconsciously looking forward, Song Yu saw Xia Zhixu leaning on the front desk, and Xu Qichen standing next to him, very close. The backs of the two hanging hands seemed to be rubbed nonchalantly, their fingertips seemed to be on, but they separated in the next instant. Xia Zhixu's hand pressed against the seam of his pants, wiped it, and then stuffed it into his jacket pocket unnaturally. Xu Qichen curled his fingers into his palm, moved a little further away, and his face drooped.

When Song Yu cast his eyes away and looked at Lezhi again, he used to have a satisfied expression on his face after eating delicious food, but today he is depressed. Song Yu thought for a while, and said to him, "Today's tempura is just like."

Le Zhishi raised his head, his big eyes were shining brightly by the lights in the store.

Song Yu said again, "I didn't use up the rice noodles I bought last time. I will fry them at home tomorrow."

If you put it aside, Lezhishi must have smiled and said okay, with a look of expectation. But today, Song Yu has spoken to this point, Le Zhishi just nodded, and turned his face toward the street outside the glass door.

Song Yu frowned, but the two had already settled the bill and returned. Xia Zhixu also joked, "Looking at your hardship and hatred every day, let's go."

They lived in Hankou while they lived in Wuchang. They didn't go along the way, and they separated after passing the gate and entering the station. Song Yu took Lezhishi to take the car home. There were fewer people on the subway than before, but there were still no seats. Song Yu went in and found a ring to hold it, letting Lezhishi stand next to the column.

When the subway started, the billboards flashing through the windows always caused people to be in a daze. Lezhishi looked at Song Yu and him on the glass, and it was half a head away.

Doesn't it mean that mixed-race children grow taller? Le Zhishi wondered why he couldn't be longer than Song Yu. The age difference is uneven, and so is the body shape.

"Why are you in a daze?" Song Yu looked down at him, "with a sullen face, do you think my speech is too bad and I will lose the election?"

"Of course not." Le Zhishi raised his head all of a sudden. His hair was rained a bit before, and it became more and more curled after drying. The lights in the carriage were bright, and it looked shaggy.

Song Yu raised his eyebrows and waited for him to speak. Le Zhishi blinked and looked at him again, "Brother Song Yu, will you really go abroad?"

Unexpectedly, Song Yu was stunned for a second, and said truthfully: "I haven't thought about it yet."

"Can you not think about it?" Le Zhishi asked afterwards.

Song Yu looked at him, as if holding back a smile, "What do you think."

I don’t think so. Le Zhishi answered in his heart, but Song Yu said that, he must have not decided whether to go abroad or not, otherwise he would have notified him directly, and he felt much more comfortable when he thought about Lezhi.

The car door opened and several people came in. Among them was a couple. The girl was wearing a boy's coat. He suddenly thought of just now, and turned to ask Song Yu, "What do you mean when you said'they are not friends'?"

Song Yu knew that he didn't understand, and didn't want to explain more. He also used the same prevarication as he did when he was a child.

"I can see that they have a very good relationship." Le Zhishi thought of the second half of Song Yu's previous sentence. They are not brothers. Since it is not a real brother, it is also good to be a friend. His mouth was faster than his brain, and he turned his head and said, "Let's be extraordinary friends, too."

Unexpectedly, he would say so, Song Yu turned aside his face unnaturally.

"I don't be friends with children."

I don't know what happened. Le Zhishi was even a little happy to see Song Yu like this. He ran after him to look at his face, probably analyzing a glimmer of hope from this 100% rejection.

He is a child, but Song Yu has grown up, and his birthday is in winter.

When he grows up, Song Yu will be friends with him.

The people in the carriage stood crookedly, Song Yu was as straight as a pillar to lean on, Lezhishi took his arm and looked at himself reflected in the glass.

He wants to grow up faster.

After a while, many people went down, and they finally found a seat and sat down.

I don’t know whether it was sleepy after eating, or the cold medicine that morning finally worked. I was sitting there, my eyelids suddenly started fighting, I couldn’t help being tired when I was happy, and I fell asleep like a fish. , His body dangled following the carriage, and almost fell on the shoulder of the passerby on the right.

Originally, Song Yu looked down at the phone and saw that he was trapped like this. He reached out and grabbed his hood, forcibly pulled him over, and leaned to his side. The carriage shook, Lezhi Shi also snapped against him like a small magnet. He slept peacefully on his shoulders.

The little girl in the opposite seat held her mobile phone all the time. To them, Song Yu looked up and glanced up. The girl's face immediately showed the expression of being caught, and the mobile phone was put away.

But Song Yu didn't stop or look at her again. He just raised his hand and put Lezhishi's hood on him, pulled it down, covering most of his face, reached in again and touched his forehead, and finally put it down. . Le Zhishi seemed to be half awake by his movements, rubbed his shoulder, buried himself and continued to sleep.

The old problem of sleeping in a car can’t be corrected. When Lezhi was a child, he took the bus and bus, and his shoulders were not enough. Sometimes he leaned directly on Song Yu’s knees, hugged his waist with both hands, and woke up with a face full of marks. .

Song Yu turned on the phone, exited from the chat interface with Xia Zhixu, and clicked into the chat box with Lezhishi.

Lezhishi’s tracking ability is almost at the kindergarten level. Song Yu knew he had been followed from the morning when he left the house, so he took advantage of his unpreparedness and took a sneak shot of the other person’s profile in the subway and posted it. He wanted to scare him. , Unexpectedly, this guy forgot to take his cell phone.

Click on the unused photo and zoom in, and you can see the lashes that are too long for Lezhi. Song Yu stared at the unanswered dialog box, and then looked down at the person on his shoulder.

The reaction was too late and it was too late to withdraw.

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