On Saturday morning, Lezhi got up early for the first time and helped Lin Rong make breakfast. The cold symptoms from the previous day had not completely subsided. After drinking milk, Lezhi coughed for a while, and took a cold medicine at Lin Rong's urging.

After a while, Song Yu also went downstairs, ate a few Shaomai and left. Hearing the sound of the door closing, Le Zhi left the kitchen immediately.

"Aunt Rong, I'm leaving too."

Lin Rong came out quickly, "Aren't you going to eat more? Or are you going to have a big meal at noon?" When she saw Le Zhi, she put on a dark black hooded coat and a mask, "Baby, you

Should I go to celebrate someone's birthday or go to cause trouble?"

"Stop talking, I'm too late." Le Zhishi packed up his equipment and left quickly.

Breakfast culture is deeply rooted in the bones. The busiest time in this city is in the early morning. No matter which street you take, you can see breakfast shops of all sizes and an endless stream of breakfast-loving customers.

There is not much free space in a small shop, and naturally there are no rules. People casually stand on the street with bowls of noodles, eating and chatting. Those who are anxious to go to work and school can even hold a bowl of hot dry noodles or tofu skin.

Eating while walking and finishing before getting on the bus or subway are all unique survival skills.

After walking through a street full of fireworks, Le Zhishi finally saw Song Yu in front of the traffic light at the intersection.

Probably for the purpose of giving a speech, he wore a more formal black shirt, tucked into trousers, with the cuffs half rolled up to his forearms. His long legs and narrow waist made him stand out among the crowd.

Le Zhishi originally didn't want to go to celebrate his classmates' birthdays, not to mention knowing that Song Yu was going to give a speech, so it was even more impossible for him to go. But Song Yu refused his parents who tried to accompany him, so it was even more out of his turn.

So Le Zhishi had no choice but to follow him secretly. There should be a lot of people at the venue anyway, and he wouldn't be able to find them even if they were hiding inside.

After the green light, the two of them kept a distance of ten meters and entered the subway station one after another. Originally, he was worried that Song Yu would call for a taxi. Fortunately, it was public transportation, otherwise he would have to treat his driver like a stalker in the movie.

Say, follow the car in front.

Rushing to squeeze into the next car at the last moment, Le Zhishi hid behind an old man and peeked at Song Yu. The old man followed his line of sight and looked forward, then looked back at him with a suspicious look on his face.

Le Zhishi pulled up his hood and moved half a step, and the cover changed from an old man to an office worker checking his mobile phone.

The decoration in the carriage of Line 2 is all girly pink, even the pillars are pink. Song Yu, who is dressed in black, has a very strange and inconsistent feeling standing inside, as if it has its own natural barrier to isolate everything. Le Zhishi is looking at it

Look, I didn't realize that I was standing inside dressed in black.

They are simply two unexpected little black dots in the pink bubble.

The bubble burst, and two small black dots got out. The big one was in front, and the small one was hiding behind the crowd. The place where I got off was a subway station with many exits. When I went up the stairs, I felt happy.

There was a young mother in front of her, carrying a large backpack and an oversized suitcase in her hand. She was holding a three- or four-year-old child with her other hand. She couldn't walk and stopped several times.

"Oh, it's really... troublesome." The white-collar worker in the back who was rushing to work complained a few words, bypassed the mother and squeezed to the front.

"Sorry," the young woman held the child tightly and stepped aside, "You guys can go through first."

Le Zhishi was originally at the back, and he hurried forward along with those in front who were anxious to leave, but finally stopped in front of the young mother, "Let me help you." He directly helped lift the box and left.

Next to her, the young mother kept saying thank you, and the child was also very cute. She raised her little face and said thank you to him.

The stairs were very long. After reaching the top, Le Zhishi put down the box. When he looked forward, Song Yu could no longer be found.

Oops, I forgot about tracking.

There were hurried figures in the field of vision, and there was a panic. Le Zhi stretched his neck and looked around, but he couldn't find Song Yu's figure. He tried to walk further forward, going round and round, and before he knew it, Le Zhi

When I came to a chain milk tea shop near the exit, there was a lost and found counter next to it, but there was no lost property and no staff.

Still lost it.

There will definitely be no fun watching the speech.

Le Zhishi worked hard in his mind to avoid being too disappointed. Sweets would make him feel better, so he decided to buy a cup of milk tea and go home, thinking that this trip was an early morning walk.

"Hello, what would you like to drink?"

"Hmm..." Le Zhishi lowered his head and looked at the menu, "Five minutes of sweet milk green with coconut palm."

After clicking, he subconsciously reached into his pants pocket, only to find it was empty.

It seems that the mobile phone was left on the sofa.

Seeing that the store clerk was already busy, Le Zhishi searched frantically all over his body, hoping that he might accidentally leave money in it when he wore this outfit last time.

But no matter how he searched, he found nothing. He wished that a big hand could appear behind him now, pick him up and shake him vigorously to shake out something.

The clerk pushed the milk tea over with both hands, "Hello, your milk tea."

"Ah, thank you." Le Zhishi didn't know whether he should stretch his hand or not, and froze in mid-air.

A smile appeared on the clerk's face, "Would you like to pay by cash, Alipay or WeChat?"

His ears turned red when he was happy, and he looked like he was thinking seriously. In fact, his mind was filled with the feasibility of going back, getting the money, and then sending it back. "Hmm..."

"WeChat."

A familiar voice came from behind.

He suddenly turned around and saw Song Yuzheng scanning the QR code with his mobile phone with an indifferent expression. After scanning, he took away the milk tea, put the straw to his mouth and took a big sip, turned around and left, as if Le Zhishi didn't exist at all.

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"Hey..." Le Zhishi turned around and followed him, "My milk tea..."

Song Yu frowned, stopped and looked at the milk tea cup, as if he was a little disgusted, "It's so sweet."

Is it even sweeter if it's 50% sweet? Le Zhishi didn't say anything, but Song Yu stretched out his hand and handed out the milk tea. Le Zhishi immediately took it with both hands and followed him closely, "Why are you here?"

Song Yu pointed to the workbench next to the milk tea shop behind him, "Lost and found."

Le Zhishi glanced back, then quickly turned around and saw Song Yu raising his eyebrows and turning around, "Why do you want to follow me?"

"I..." Le Zhishi stumbled for a moment, but he couldn't hide it. "I just want to come and have a look. I won't disturb you. After that, I will go home by myself. Don't let your uncle and aunt come,

They definitely wouldn't let me come, so I was forced to choose to follow you secretly." After that, his voice became softer, "And you didn't even tell me."

The two of them walked out of the station side by side. The light suddenly hit them. It was very bright. Song Yu narrowed his eyes and asked, "What are you telling me?"

"It's about you going to participate in the city's three good campaign speeches." Le Zhishi took a sip of milk tea, "I almost didn't know."

Song Yu said calmly: "The person I have an appointment with is not on my notification list."

Le Zhi always felt that there was something in Song Yu's words, but his first reaction was to deny it, "I didn't make an appointment!" He was a little angry when he said it, and rushed forward, "I didn't agree to go. Brother Song Yu, you always do it

You misunderstood me, it was the same last time in the school hospital..."

A bicycle rode by at high speed along the roadside. Song Yu quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him towards him, and then narrowly avoided it.

"I know." Song Yu let go of his arm, "Watch the road, little social butterfly."

This is mocking him, it must be.

Just when Le Zhi had gathered enough energy to explode, he heard Song Yu say again.

"Next time you are stalked secretly, remember to bring your mobile phone."

Song Yu looked at the traffic lights in the distance, and took steps after the lights changed color, "If you get lost again, I won't look for you."

Hearing the word "Zai", Le Zhishi's anger didn't hold back and was completely released.

When he was five years old, he went to the park with Song Yu and wanted to eat ice cream. Song Yu took him to buy it with him. At that time, a man selling hydrogen balloons passed by and held a lot of beautiful hydrogen balloons in his hand. Le Zhishi

His attention was attracted by a small fish-shaped balloon, and he followed the others and left. When Song Yu turned around after paying the money, he was nowhere to be found.

If Song Yu hadn't found the staff later and called Le Zhishi's name over the radio, I don't know if he would have been able to get him back.

That experience gave Le Zhi the fear of being lost and left alone, but he actually didn't know what kind of memory it left for Song Yu.

He only remembered that when the park staff took him to meet his brother, the tears on Song Yu's face had not yet dried.

That was the first and last time he saw Song Yu cry.

The location of the venue was the city Youth Association auditorium. The staff sat at the door to register, and everyone lined up to enter. When I heard about it, there was a pair of parents leading their daughter standing in front of me.

"Family relationship, yes, we are her parents."

When the last group left, the staff looked up at them, especially when they saw Le Zhishi's face, they took a few more glances.

Song Yu showed his ID. The staff nodded, pointed at Le Zhishi and asked for his identity, "Is this yours...?"

"Family members," Song Yu said.

When Le Zhi thought about the parents just now, they were real family members, but he was not, but there seemed to be no other suitable description. It would be even more wrong to use the narrower definition of younger brother.

The staff member showed some doubts at first, but he still nodded and gave Le Zhishi a witness, "After entering, take your seat according to the arrangements of the volunteers."

"Thanks."

Le Zhishi was sitting in the back row, surrounded by mostly parents, and his presence seemed particularly abrupt.

Song Yu arranged for him and was about to leave the auditorium and go to the preparation seat. When he was happy, he noticed two people appearing behind him. They were both very good-looking, especially the one on the left. When he smiled, he would show his small fangs. He was very sunny, and Song Yu

Yu is completely different handsome.

The man walked up to Song Yu calmly and touched his shoulder with his shoulder, "Long time no see!"

Song Yu turned around, his expression unchanged, "Xia Zhixu." Then he looked back again, and his eyes fell on the gentle and fair-looking boy next to Xia Zhixu. He nodded, and the other party also responded to him.

Same action.

The way of saying hello is really quiet.

"You and Xu Qichen are both here, can Jingjian have two places in one class?" Song Yu asked.
To be continued...