Lovely Allergen

After staying at home for a day and a half, Song Yu drove Le Zhishi back to school on Sunday night. The weather is always gloomy, but the rain has not fallen.

Sitting in the car, Le Zhishi closed his eyes and rested. There were scenes of Lin Rong holding him and reluctant to leave him. The trunk was filled with snacks and snacks made by her. I didn’t know that I was lying down in the kitchen. How long did it take to finish.

He was wearing a sweater knitted by Lin Rong with the book Song Jin bought him on his lap. He grew up wrapped in love and freedom. He had a very safe and stable life trajectory, but he drove his way toward a dead end.

In a way, he really resembles his father.

They did not return to the dormitory after returning to school, because Song Yu was leaving school the next morning. When he retained Lezhi for the first time, he still asked inaccurately despite the method.

"Would you like to go to the apartment for one night?"

Of course Le Zhishi agreed, and when Song Yu added "Don't do anything", he also said to him, "You can do whatever you want."

But Song Yu still didn't do anything. When Lezhishi was in the shower, he sat alone on the bedroom carpet and installed the projector. It was very different from the self who cruelly drove him away a few years ago. Now he can let Lezhi Zhishi leaned on his shoulder and watched his favorite anime movies with him quietly.

Lezhishi's pupils are always bright, staring at the projection screen earnestly, like a cute little animal. Seeing the excitement, he would kick his legs violently under the quilt, then raise his head to hug Song Yu's neck and kiss his cheek.

Most of the time, they don't need to communicate with each other, and they can know what the other person is thinking with just one action. Le Zhishi rubbed Song Yu's neck, and he knew he was sleepy, so he took one of his raised pillows and asked him to lie down.

After watching the Easter eggs in the last part of ED, I fell asleep when Lezhi. Song Yu hugged him from behind, kissed his white nape lightly, held his arm in his hand, and wrapped him in his arms, like a safe and warm protective cover, and like a computer connected to a power source. The machine goes to sleep.

They comforted each other and protected each other.

I probably remembered that Song Yu would go very early in the impression. Lezhi, who was always slumbering beside him, woke up when it was dark. He touched it dazedly and found that Song Yu was still by his side and leaning on his back. , I feel more at ease. He got up lightly, followed Song Yu's usual way, stuffed a pillow into his arms and pretended to be himself, then ran downstairs to wash up and made a very simple breakfast for Song Yu.

There were only fried eggs, bacon and rice toast, but he turned out a bottle of mustard sauce and assembled it together and it was not bad. He thought Song Yu would like it.

Song Yu walked a bit fast when he came down, and only stopped halfway down when he saw Lezhi taking out two plates from the kitchen, and returned to the usual slow and tidy state.

"What I made is not very tasty." Le Zhishi took the initiative to lower his expectations for him, "Don't be picky, don't tell me if it doesn't taste good."

Song Yu took a bite, and when he looked at Lezhi who seemed indifferent to comment, "It's delicious."

"Really?" Lezhishi also took a bite of his own sandwich, "It seems to be okay."

He felt that Song Yu's requirements for him were always low, his tolerance was high, and his attitude was very gentle. He only discovered these now, but after careful consideration, Song Yu was like this a long time ago.

Before 8 o'clock, Song Yu left with the luggage packed in advance. He walked in a hurry, and Le Zhishi wore pajamas and slippers to accompany him on the elevator. Song Yu kissed his forehead in the elevator without hesitation, so that he could go back to sleep for a while, anyway, there was no class in the morning.

The elevator door opened, and the cold wind filled Lezhishi's neck and ankles. He watched Song Yu walk into the parking lot. Looking at his back, Lezhishi was so cold that he was numb and shivered.

"Song Yu." He yelled loudly from behind, watching Song Yu turn his head and wanted to run over, but Song Yu strode back towards him until he came to him.

Le Zhishi obediently got into his coat and hugged his waist, "You have to be careful, remember to bring me a gift, and don't get sick."

Song Yu nodded, and when there was no one, Lezhi stood on tiptoe and kissed his chin, "Don't worry about me, I'm not so sad anymore."

He knew that Song Yu was very worried about him at home these past two days, so he was different from the past. Instead of staying in the room alone, he would stay with him in the living room and do a lot of things with him. Song Yu's concern was silent, and the still water was deep.

"Don't be afraid." Song Yu touched his cheek.

Le Zhishi shook his head, his eyes firm, "When I think of you coming here for so many years, I feel sad, very distressed, and can't care about being afraid." He was very straightforward and honest, "Don't worry about me either. I will leave you out of fear, and I will not. The days when you are alone will never reappear."

"Remember the signature I got that year?" Le Zhishi tilted his head.

Song Yu gave a very faint smile, "Let's go with the flow."

That is actually his.

"Yes, let's face it together in the future."

Worried that he would be late, Le Zhishi retreated from his embrace and urged him to leave, but Song Yu said at the end, "You call me again."

"Huh?" Le Zhishi didn't understand, "Song Yu?"

"Call me brother." Song Yu raised an eyebrow.

I don't know why, Lezhishi's heartbeat is much faster. The two words of elder brother are familiar to him, but at this moment, when he asks, he has a very subtle sentiment.

"Brother..." He lowered his head and called him softly.

Song Yu embraced his waist, the metal buckle on the belt pressed Lezhishi's lower abdomen, his chest was pressed together, and he was rewarded with a kiss full of possessiveness and overdraft longing, as well as a heavy, damp breath.

"Hey, wait for me to come back."

Le Zhishi stood there blankly, watching him drive out with nostalgia until he could no longer see him. When he returned to the apartment, he never fell asleep at all. He cleaned Song Yu's room like a qualified lover, and then received a meeting notice from Nan Jia, changed his clothes and rushed to school.

Because of Nan Jia’s help, the law school moved quickly this time. It released the preliminary list early and gathered all the students who will represent the college to participate in the competition for a meeting. Obviously, I hope to get a good result this time. Shame before a snowfall.

Although I knew the news of my promotion in advance, Lezhi was still a little nervous and excited when he really went to the meeting. He was the last one to arrive. The girl in Hanfu was in it last time, and the two greeted Lezhi. When I found out that she was a particularly introverted little girl, I asked her twice before hearing her name, Xiaoqi.

"My name is Le Zhishi." Before he said too much, Xiao Qi nodded, "I know you, you are very famous."

Le Zhishi finds it magical because he is not the type with many friends. Three other contestants also came in. First, a girl with short gray and blue hair in a leather jacket, taller than Nan Jia, came in with a black skateboard, and introduced herself with only one sentence, "My name is Quzhi."

There are also two boys. One is tall, strong and has a very small voice. He always speaks in a mournful manner. The name is very funny. He is just as mournful as himself, called Monday. The last one came was a skinny boy in an orange David suit that didn't fit well. "My name is Chen Bi. Everyone calls me tangerine peel." He chewed gum and blew rainbow farts to Nan Jia's senior sister as soon as he came in.

Nan Jia asked them to sit down and introduced them to the competition rules of the Art Festival Costume Competition with another senior sister. "There is a little reform in the competition system this year. There are five people in each academy team. You just met each other. Because. We have a relatively long show time on the runway, and we need to make samples of ready-made clothes for models. The production cycle is relatively long, so the finals are only one round, and everyone only needs to design a theme of clothing."

The cool girl raised her hand, "Senior sister, is it propositional?"

Nan Jia nodded, "But not every academy has a unified theme. This time the competition has drawn up different themes, one for each academy, and they are allocated by drawing lots."

Le Zhishi frowned, "So, there is still luck in this game?"

"Theoretically, this is the case, because there must be themes of good performance and poor performance." Nan Jia shrugged, "There is no way, some themes themselves are very eye-catching."

Another senior sister added: "A theme requires three rounds on a catwalk, so we need everyone to design three sets of costumes. If possible, try to design hierarchically so that it is easier to get a high score."

The classmate Monday, who looked very sad, sighed and sat on a chair like a mountain that could not be removed. "But our college is not good at this project. In the past, we could only get some awards to encourage participation."

The tangerine peel chewing gum is more like an old fritters than the tangerine peel, "Hey, it's okay, we were just paddling, right, sister."

Nan Jia opened her mouth and didn't speak yet. Sister Ku Zhi Quzhi spoke first, "If you want to paddling, you might as well take part in a rowing competition."

Xiaoqi, who has been silent, clasped her fingers very nervously. Lezhishi saw her wanting to raise her hand several times, and then put it down weakly, so she took the initiative to ask her, "Xiaoqi, do you have anything to ask? "

Everyone's eyes focused on the thin Xiaoqi, and she swallowed nervously, her eyes flickering, and finally looked at Nan Jia, "I...I want to go to the bathroom."

"Hey." Chen Pi leaned back on the table again.

After a meeting was held, the process was not very satisfactory. Nan Jia felt a little suspended. After it was over, he stayed at the podium to collect the materials, "Lele, will you be okay for a while? Come with me to the school hospital."

Le Zhishi was a little worried. He stood up from his seat, and before he had time to speak, he saw the girl named Qu Zhi carrying a skateboard forward, "Is the senior sister uncomfortable?"

"Ah," Nan Jia smiled and put the information in the bag, "I have a cold."

"I'll go with you." Lezhishi carried her bag on her back, ready to go with her. The tip of his tongue broke a little a few days ago, but he didn't feel too much. He thought that only his lips were broken. Later, when the mouth ulcers hurt, he realized that Song Yu tried too hard last time.

"I want to get some medicine too." He stood behind, took a picture with his mobile phone with the tip of his tongue, zoomed in with **** to observe the white spot of the ulcer, and then edited WeChat with criticism and accusation. Send the photo to Song Yu.

[Lele: Look. ]

Qu Zhi stood by the podium and took out his mobile phone, "Sister, can I add WeChat?"

Of course Nan Jia did not refuse, and took out her mobile phone, "Yes." Opened WeChat and asked her to scan.

"Your skateboard is so cool." Nan Jia looked down at the skateboard on the ground, recognizing the line of letters printed on it, as if it were in Spanish, "I always wanted to learn, but I was a little scared."

"I can teach you." Qu Zhi shook his phone, "plus, I want to learn to find me at any time."

The three of them were about to leave together, and Quzhi stepped on one end of the skateboard with their feet, the skateboard stood up, caught it with their hands, and followed them downstairs. After getting outdoors, she stepped on a skateboard, in a posture ready to leave.

"See you tomorrow." Le Zhishi waved her bye, and the other party smiled at him, then looked at Nan Jia, "If you want someone to accompany you to see a doctor, you can also come to me."

Nan Jia laughed cheerfully, "Should I be carried on a skateboard?"

Qu Zhi also laughed, "How about the locomotive? Be on duty with a certificate."

After that, she slid away on the skateboard, her figure very shabby. Le Zhishi tilted his head and looked at his straight back for a while, then looked at Nan Jia again, and blinked twice, "I don't know if I should say something inappropriate."

Nan Jia was amused by him and said first, "I also have a word to say, you should cut your hair."

"Is this not good-looking?" Lezhishi scratched his hair. "They said my hair grew more like a mixed blood."

"What is an image? You are." Nan Jia took the mouthpiece from her bag and put it on, and sighed at Lezhishi. It was probably because of illness. She lived like a Superwoman for the first time in Lezhishi. A sense of exhaustion was shown in front of him, "What to do, I don't think this competition is easy to run. The selected students are not very active or not right, which is quite difficult."

"No." Le Zhishi's mentality is super good, "you know what senior sister, I think our team may have good results."

Nan Jia laughed, "Why?"

"Because it's very similar." Le Zhishi put his hands in his sweater pockets and looked at the golden leaves not far away.

"A little Lolita who looks weak and weak, and a cool sister who feels very unconventional. Counting me, this combination is the kind of dark horse that was looked down upon by everyone in the early stage and slapped the face in the later The team, especially the classic kind."

With a very optimistic expression, he patted Nan Jia on the shoulder, "No problem, trust me."

Nan Jia looked into his eyes, stared for a while, and finally shook his head, "I know."

"what do you know?"

"Why do I like you?" Nan Jia's eyes smiled like a crescent moon, "Then I believe you, it's okay."

Lezhishi smiled with a sunny face, "Don't worry, Miss Akagi Haruko."

The phone shook, and it was Song Yu's reply.

[Brother: Is this one of your seduction methods? ]

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