Lovely Allergen

After having a simple meal in the cafe, Song Yu drove Lezhi to IKEA. It took a long time to drive, Lezhishi took the medicine and started to feel sleepy again, tilted his head and fell asleep. When waiting for the red light, Song Yu helped him lower the seat so that he could sleep more comfortably.

After a night of rain, the sky was not very sunny, the clouds were thick, and the sunlight could only see through through the cracks, appearing faint. When Lezhi is asleep, he coughs more than when he is awake, because he will not be patient in his dreams.

Song Yu drove the car and thought of asking him quietly when he was in the coffee shop. There were many similar questions.

"Why do you like me?"

"Since when did you like me?"

"What do you like me?"

He didn't answer right away, not that he didn't have an answer, but he was afraid of giving an insufficient answer, which would disappoint Lezhishi.

But these questions are also what Song Yu wants to ask. He wants to know why Lezhi chose to be with him because they grew up together? Or because he was only seen from childhood.

Speaking of being kind to Lezhishi, Song Yu thinks that many people are the same, and no one will be willing to be harsh on Lezhishi. He is kind and fragile. He has a pair of protective eyes. He is a naive trap and never lacks victims of voluntary sacrifices.

In retrospect, among the people who jumped, Song Yu was the coldest and the most indifferent.

People’s goodwill is really unreasonable sometimes.

Traffic converged on the viaduct, and various colors were mixed up under the gray sky.

Emotions are also easy to confuse. Love can become family affection under the scouring of time, and friendship can also become love. The boundary between this is not clear, and Song Yu has also swayed many sleepless nights on this boundary.

Paradoxically, he hopes to be awake and distinguished when he is happy to know, and he is afraid of being awake when he is happy to know.

About to reach his destination, Lezhishi coughed again. He turned his head to Song Yu's direction, sleeping quietly. Song Yu parked the car and didn't wake him up. He put his hands on the steering wheel and looked for a while longer. He realized that Lezhi didn't change much from when he was a child. The facial features were opened a bit and his nose became firmer. But when he fell asleep, he still felt the same as when he was three years old.

He once thought very angry that it would be best if he didn't come to their house when he was three years old, and he had always been in the UK. Maybe before going to university, I will go back to China with Uncle Le and stay at Song's house for a summer vacation.

That should be the first time they met. He would become his tour guide and take Lezhishi to eat local snacks that he had never eaten before.

Perhaps Lezhi at that time spoke British English and was not used to chili and brown sugar, nor did he like the smell of sweet-scented osmanthus. Maybe he didn't like him too much because he didn't think he was enthusiastic enough. But Song Yu feels that he will like Lezhishi very much. He can work hard to become his friend within a summer's time limit, and then logically pursue him. They are passionately in love, and worry about the upcoming separation of a foreign country, and he will Do everything possible to get the consent of Lezhishi's parents.

He thought they would agree, after all, he was a little testimony of their free love.

Le Zhishi woke up and saw Song Yu in a daze. He looked out the window and touched Song Yu's arm again, calling out to his brother in a very soft voice.

Song Yu recovered, looked at him, "woke up."

If destiny changed him to a more relaxed path, Song Yu would probably give up for this elder brother, willingly to choose a more difficult start. He does need an unfamiliar encounter to ease the burden, but the Lezhishi who stood by the bedroom door when he was three also needed him. Song Yu thought, he could never close the door and reject the kid.

Fifteen years of memory is the answer to all questions.

"Drink some cough syrup." Song Yu unscrewed the medicine bottle, poured half of the lid, and handed it to Le Zhishi.

Lezhishi hated this medicine, frowning and lingering, "I'm not coughing anymore, right."

Song Yu didn't give him too many opportunities for sophistry, and directly handed the lid to his mouth. Le Zhishi couldn't escape, so he had to drink the medicine honestly. He didn't want to go shopping and suddenly fell ill. It was too disappointing.

They used to rarely go to the supermarket together, except for being forcibly pulled by Lin Rong to do the New Year goods, which was one of the collective activities for the whole family during the New Year. Song Yu is efficient, afraid of trouble, and doesn't like to buy things aimlessly. He will figure out what he needs in advance, and then make a quick decision, otherwise it will be a waste of time. But Lezhishi is not. He likes places full of human touch, such as supermarkets and home improvement markets, where he can stay all day.

The couple passing by was probably a newlywed couple. The girl excitedly picked up an aroma candlestick and told the young men around him that it could be placed in their bedroom, and the words were all yearning for the future life.

Le Zhishi also walked over, picked up the candlestick like a scholar, and threw it into Song Yu's shopping cart without discussing it, thinking that Song Yu would not find it.

"You can't buy this, and you can't ignite it." Song Yu took it out and put it back in place. "If it causes asthma, it will be troublesome."

"Okay." Le Zhishi took a pity. Eyes caught up with the young couple's back and found that they were buying paintings to hang on the wall.

"Let's buy a painting too, your walls are empty." Le Zhishi grabbed Song Yu's arm.

Song Yu lowered his head, Le Zhishi's hands were thin and slender, the radian of his nails was also beautiful, and there was a small pinhole bruise on the back of his hands. When he looked up at Lezhi, "Do you know what you look like now?"

"like what?"

"Primary school students in a hurry to copy homework."

Le Zhishi was very dissatisfied with his description, but he had to admit that he was indeed a toddler in Handan.

Song Yu pushed the car forward, Lezhi Shi quickly followed him, and said directly next to him: "That's because it's the first time I went to the home supermarket with my boyfriend. I can't refer to other people's suggestions. ?"

Hearing an unfamiliar name, Song Yu's car paused, as if the wheels were stuck, and almost let go.

Le Zhishi also stopped, staring at his face, a little dazed.

"Did others agree to let you refer to it?" Song Yu's tone was a little awkward.

Le Zhishi is an activist, "Then I will ask her." As soon as he raised his foot to leave, Song Yu grabbed his arm and said, "You will come back to me."

"Is there any good reference? I'm not in a relationship with her." When Song Yu didn't look at Lezhi when he was speaking, his tone was still as awkward as before.

"Just buy what you like."

Suddenly, Le Zhishi's heart beat faster. He stood there for a while, then caught up with Song Yu and walked with him.

They bought a change of bedding, which was blue. They all thought that each other likes blue. Lezhi always likes to wear blue clothes. In order to make Song Yu look happy, Song Yu also thinks that Lezhi likes blue, so he can't help but buy some and find a reason. Just send it out, or keep it for yourself.

This Oolong didn't know where it started, anyway, the two always did the same thing with different frequencies.

Lazy sofas, beautiful bowls and dishes, floor lamps and carpets that Lezhishi likes are not missing. They passed by IKEA’s small square-meter decoration model room, which is a small home that has been installed, which is very warm. Le Zhishi pulled Song Yu in, and sat at both ends of the small dining table with him.

"It's good to be so small." Le Zhishi said to himself.

Song Yu was not very satisfied, "too young."

"Being smaller will feel more secure." Lezhishi put his cheek in his hand, and looked sideways at the small sofa in the model room, with a natural tone, "I like to see you at a glance."

His eyelashes were very transparent under the light, and when he blinked, he seemed to sweep Song Yu's heart.

Another five or six people squeezed in from the model room. Lezhi Shi stood up pretentiously, "No, too many people are coming to my house. It's so crowded." He also pulled Song Yu up, "Let's go out and get some air first."

Song Yu was a little amused by him, but he still held back his laughter.

"They said the restaurant inside is delicious." Le Zhishi touched Song Yu's arm, an obvious but very useful suggestion.

"There shouldn't be much you can eat here."

Le Zhishi's hand began to drill into the sleeve of Song Yu's sweater and touched his wrist bone, "That Swiss meatball, Jiang Yufan said, it's delicious, it doesn't feel like flour, and 99% is made of pure meat."

Song Yu was still unmoved, but grabbed Le Zhishi's hand that he was touching, "No discussion."

Le Zhishi suddenly felt that there was no difference in falling in love. He was still that selfless Song Yu. He sighed all the way, and in the end he only ate the one-yuan ice cream outside the checkout area, and turned in the part of the cone.

But Song Yu bought him a blue-packaged milk chocolate bar with compensation, and hugged him for five seconds in the unmanned parking lot. So Lezhishi was happy again.

Those little wishes that could not be realized became insignificant before Song Yu's embrace.

As long as Song Yu is willing, he can have an always happy Lezhishi.

On the way, Lezhi suddenly wanted to eat hot pot. After grinding all the way, Song Yu had to take him to eat the light Chaoshan beef hot pot. It was already dusk when I returned to the apartment, just in time for the most beautiful view of the living room. As soon as I opened the door, Le Zhishi exclaimed in a low voice, took off my shoes and ran to the floor-to-ceiling window. Of the lake.

Half of the orange sun was immersed in the water, and the other side was dyed red with clouds. Light fell through the white floor-to-ceiling curtain, and even the wall became soft.

"so beautiful."

Song Yu looked at Le Zhishi and stood by the window, feeling that the picture was beautiful. He also came here at this point in time. He saw this window at a glance and felt confident that he would like it when Lezhi. If he likes it, he is willing to come often.

He unpacked and raised the cream-yellow lazy sofa, standing in the living room and asking Lezhi: "Where do you want to put this?"

Le Zhishi turned around and took it away from his hand, "Let's put it on the balcony."

They disassembled all the things they bought. Together, they put the milk coffee-colored sofa cover on the original leather sofa in the living room. Song Yu assembled the coffee table and the small cabinet. The floor lamp was placed in Lezhishi, and the empty room was a little covered. The filling is warm and lovely.

The sky outside the window gradually dimmed, and the sun was completely submerged in the lake. As soon as the warm-colored lights are turned on, the entire space is full.

"This carpet is so comfortable." Le Zhishi stuffed the broken milk chocolate into his mouth, sat on the ground, touched it, and then looked back at Song Yu who was sitting on the sofa, "You touch it."

"The illness is not healed, don't sit on the ground." Song Yu wanted to pull him up, but Lezhishi lied on his lap instead, looking up at him with a soft voice, "It's not cold."

His light-brown pupils seemed to have the aftermath of the setting sun.

Song Yu stared at him and didn't speak for a long time. Finally, he couldn't help but reach out to touch Lezhishi's cheeks, eyes, the corners of his mouth, and red lips glowing with water.

"You really like touching me." Le Zhishi tilted his face and took the initiative to stick Song Yu's palm. "You didn't do this before. I thought you always despised me."

"No." Song Yu quickly denied, but didn't say more.

He didn't want Lezhi to discover that he was actually a paranoid and pessimistic person.

"Sit up." Song Yu pulled him up again. This time when Lezhi was obedient, he would be wrong. Instead of going to the sofa, he directly straddled Song Yu's lap.

Song Yu raised his eyebrows, and Le Zhishi reacted, with a very light voice, with an expression of "Is it possible to sit?" Seeing Song Yu didn't speak, he raised his leg and got ready, "Excuse me... "

Seeing him like this, Song Yu was amused. He pressed Lezhishi's leg and told him to sit down, with his arms resting on his waist naturally, overlapping. Le Zhishi was wearing a very soft knitted jacket and Song Yu's white shirt. The collar was slightly open, revealing the white clavicle skin.

It was originally on his own initiative, but when Song Yu hugged so softly, Lezhishi suddenly felt embarrassed, his ears red quickly, and he dared not sit down with all his strength, "Is it heavy?"

"It's not heavy." Song Yu looked at him, "You are very skinny, so it doesn't take much effort to hug it." After he said that, he looked at Lezhi from top to bottom with a slightly questioning tone, "Is there really 179? ..."

"Don't question my height!" Le Zhishi held Song Yu's face with both hands, and asked him to look directly at him with a serious expression, "No one can fill in a number like 179cm for height fraud."

Song Yu nodded in comprehension, and then asked, "Is it comfortable?"

Le Zhishi didn't understand it a little, and made a very light questioning sound from his nose.

Song Yu then asked a more specific question, "My legs are comfortable or the carpet is comfortable?"

Hearing this, Le Zhishi pressed his lips, but couldn't hold back the raised corners of his mouth. He looked at Song Yu, "I said if my legs are comfortable, can I sit all the time?"

"Who taught you the negotiation skills?" Song Yu asked.

"Self-taught." Lezhishi replied very proudly. His hand wrapped Song Yu's neck naturally, and suddenly realized that the distance was really close. He could see the subtle lines on Song Yu's lips and the corners of his mouth that were always straight.

"You let me sit on it," Le Zhishi had the courage to look at Song Yu with those innocent eyes, "Can you let me kiss you?"

Song Yu wanted to laugh and felt magical, how could anyone ask questions first at such a time.

"What am I against?"

"Objection is invalid." Le Zhishi quickly ruled the result, put his arms around Song Yu's neck, and lowered his head slightly.

When he approached, Song Yu could almost smell the milk chocolate scent on his lips, which was very lightly sweet, with a bit of bitterness. This seems to be something that can confuse people's hearts, causing Song Yu to lose his self-control and determination. I wanted to stop him from holding the hip bone on his waist, but he didn't take any further action.

The sky outside the window was completely dark, the moon and the lake met, their noses met, and their breaths stuck together.

Le Zhishi was very nervous. He thought he had a lot of romantic movies for reference, but at this moment, his brain was almost blank and breathing was difficult. This felt like an acute onset of illness, and it was difficult to suppress himself. .

He was afraid that he would not kiss him well, so he just wanted to touch it lightly, not wanting Song Yu to be disappointed.

When the lip peak was about to be touched, a long vibration suddenly appeared on the sofa, interrupting the movements of the two people. Le Zhishi was frightened and coughed. Song Yu held his back, frowned and picked up the phone. The moment he saw the caller, there was an illusion of awakening from a big dream.

He waited until Lezhi stopped coughing and connected the phone, "Mom."

Hearing this sentence, Le Zhishi's heart suddenly seemed to be poked by something. He subconsciously got up from Song Yu, pursed his lips and sat on the sofa.

The room was very quiet, and he could almost hear Lin Rong's voice. She seemed to be anxious, words like "fever" and "where" were faintly audible.

"Are you at school?" Song Yu glanced at his watch and lied, "I'm in the hospital with him now, no, let's go over."

The phone hung up, and Le Zhishi asked Song Yu if Aunt Rong was here. Song Yu nodded, "She's already at school. Let's drive over now." He held Lezhishi's wrist, "She called you and you never got back, but then I went to Jiang Yufan. Jiang Yufan said you have a fever. I took it away. She was very worried and drove over to see you."

Le Zhishi felt a little guilty in his heart. From last night to now, he was so happy that he almost left the whole world behind. Only Song Yu was in his eyes. At the moment of the call, he suddenly became sober. He was a child fostered in Song Yu's house since he was a child, and was raised by a couple who were closer to his biological parents.

"You haven't told Aunt Rong that you rented an apartment, have you?" Le Zhishi asked.

"Yeah." Song Yu got up, "Go back first, she must be very anxious."

Of course Le Zhishi knew that he was a child who was said to be difficult to feed. He was ill when he was a child, and Aunt Rong would cry. In college, she would send him WeChat every night, asking him how he was today.

He followed Song Yu out, got in the car, and then asked him if he could hold hands and drive.

"This is illegal."

Le Zhishi looked at the night road ahead and whispered: "Anyway, we have violated the rules."

Hearing this sentence, Song Yu was silent for a few seconds, and finally took Le Zhishi's hand. The carriage is a very private space. They hold hands in it, release them after getting off the car, and walk side by side under the shadow of the tree in front of the dormitory at a distance of ten centimeters.

Lin Rong came in a hurry. When Lezhi saw her without makeup, she was wearing a beige windbreaker and standing on the first floor of the dormitory to talk to the auntie, Qingli's face with a polite smile. He walked over and called her.

Hearing Lezhishi's voice, Lin Rong immediately turned her head and saw his first look at his sadness again. When she stepped forward to hug Lezhi, she kept touching his back with her hand, "Poor baby, little Jiang said that you have a high fever and you are all burnt. It scared me to death. Let Aunt Rong have a look." She raised her head to touch Lezhishi's forehead, "Don't burn it, it doesn't seem to be burning now. Just hit it. Is it a hanging shot?"

"I'm okay with Aunt Rong." Lezhishi smiled, "I was hot and cold a few days ago and caught a cold, and then when the water was not hot in the bath, I had a fever, but I didn't have a fever during the day today. After he finished speaking, he hugged Lin Rong again.

In fact, Lezhishi also missed her a little bit, and when he hugged, he suddenly felt a little bit crying. He doesn't know why.

"You can't take a shower if you have a cold." Lin Rong touched his back, "Have you taken the medicine, can you cough?"

When the auntie saw Lezhi hugged her, she couldn't help but smiled, "Oh, she's so big and sticky to mom."

Only then did Le Zhishi quit, straightened up, and said that he was really fine.

Lin Rong turned around and pulled Lezhishi to the auntie in charge of the residence, with a look of apologetic expression, "Sister, my youngest son is very ill and easily gets sick, and most people catch a cold. Just carry it and pass. This is my house. Those who cannot cough, a cough may cause asthma, which is especially dangerous."

She turned her head and recruited Song Yu, who had been standing on the side, "This is his brother, who also studies here and studies surveying and mapping. I know that it is not convenient for you to stay in the dormitory, but my youngest son is not in a special situation. His elder brother is very clear about some of his illnesses and can take care of him. Then I will have to trouble you for a little bit so that they can take care of him."

"It's a blessing. Two such handsome sons are like you." Aunt Suguan readily agreed, and took out a form for Song Yu to register.

"Hurry up and sign a word so that it will be convenient for you to come over." Lin Rong urged.

Song Yu held the pen and registered the major and student ID as they wanted. The last line was the visitor relationship and signature column. Auntie Guan reminded him, "Just write your brother, and then your name will be fine."

"Ok."

Song Yu wrote the words brother and his name, and the pen was scribbled.

"Follow me to go home, Lele." Lin Rong took his hand. "You see your hands are cold. Tomorrow and Sunday, please ask for another day off. I'll drive you there."

Le Zhishi was a little embarrassed, Song Yu put down his pen, "He is almost nineteen, so he can't run home all his life. I will take care of him at school."

"Then you really have to take good care of your brother." Lin Rong was still worried. When she looked at Lezhi, "I just told Xiao Jiang, and I also brought some medicine in the dormitory. I will give you the spray. You put it under your pillow. Don't sleep too hard at night. If you feel like you can't breathe, you should take the medicine as soon as possible, you know?"

"Uncle was going to come too, but he is out of town and can't get through." Lin Rong squeezed his hand, "You have never left home when you are so old. Tell me if you have anything to drive over quickly, or let him Your brother can help you, OK?"

Le Zhishi kept nodding, and couldn't help but give her a hug.

There were people coming and going at the door of the dormitory, and Lin Rong also smiled, "Oh, I can't let other people see it. Everyone will laugh at you."

"Really don't go back with me?"

"It's really okay. I still have class on Monday." Le Zhishi spoke very softly.

"All right then." Lin Rong compromised. Song Yu and Le Zhishi escorted her to the parking place, and Lin Rong kept telling her to keep going all the way, for fear that Le Zhishi would have a bad time at school. Song Yu followed them and listened silently. Lin Rong turned her head, "Why do I feel that my brother is not happy today?"

Le Zhishi said with a guilty conscience, "No."

Lin Rong laughed, "It must be because I only care about you, my brother is jealous." She took Song Yu and put her arm around him, "Son, my mother told you that studying is very important, and life is very important. It's important, know? Be happy. If you are happy, mother can rest assured."

Song Yu nodded, "Go back quickly. It's not safe at night, so be careful when driving."

"It's okay. Mom is in such a hurry today. She doesn't look like a beautiful rich woman anymore, right? Lele." Lin Rong joked and hugged herself. "You are all fine."

Seeing Lin Rong's car driving far away and leaving the range of vision, Lezhi suddenly felt a little scared. He glanced sideways at Song Yu, his profile a little cold in the dark night.

I subconsciously called my brother, but Lezhishi held back.

"Go up first." Song Yu said.

Le Zhishi was a little panicked, "Then I can't live with you today, can I?"

Song Yu turned his face, his face softened a little, "I mean, go get your phone and change your clothes first. You can't wear mine tomorrow."

Lezhishi's tense heart was slightly relaxed. The next second, he heard Song Yu question again, his voice was very low and low.

"Are you afraid?"

The author has something to say: Mom is very good, I am afraid you are worried that I will say it again and it won’t be embarrassing to come out of the closet (Mom will definitely be sad for a while

It’s about to start an underground romance~ (I really like sneaky romances)