As soon as he heard this sentence, Le Zhishi's nose suddenly felt sore, as if he had been pinched by someone, and the tears he had been holding back for a long time could not help but flow out.

He stubbornly wiped away his tears with one hand at first, and then used an extra hand. In the end, both hands could not wipe them clean, and more and more tears flowed. He simply turned around, pushed Song Yu, and pushed him to his back.

Then I put my forehead against it and cried, my shoulders shaking slightly. When I was really crying hard, I buried my head on the pillow and tried not to make any sound.

Song Yu remained silent and let him cry. Finally, as if his patience was exhausted, he turned around, took off Le Zhishi's blindfold, and scooped him into his arms. His tone was not comforting at all.

"You have to make my bed dirty before you are willing to do it."

Le Zhishi retorted with a tearful tone, "You made me cry."

Song Yu didn't speak, and still looked like he was not good at coaxing people. Le Zhi buried his head in his shoulder, and now he didn't dare to wipe his nose. He hiccupped and asked intermittently: "Aren't the clothes dirty?"

You really love asking questions.

Song Yu said in a deep voice: "Wash it if it's dirty."

Now Le Zhishi started to cry unscrupulously, crying as loudly as he did when he was a child. Song Yu lay quietly, his eyes empty. This scene was a bit unfamiliar to the two of them who were facing adolescence, but when they were children, they often hugged each other like this, and they were very fond of each other.

For Song Yu at that time, Le Zhishi was just a noisy little toy, following him like clockwork, just like the little duck in Tom and Jerry who couldn't get rid of him, but as long as he hugged him, he would

You will calm down and fall asleep quickly.

After falling asleep, he became very well-behaved, just like the adults described, like a doll.

When he grew up, Le Zhi seemed to be asleep when he was awake. He was very well-behaved, did not cry easily, was sensible and lovable. Children in adolescence are ashamed to cry heartily, as if their troubles are not worthy of being called troubles.

, not worth mentioning, insignificant, as if it was all said with an artificiality of forcing sorrow. Only in front of Song Yu, when you are happy to know, can you release it without any burden.

The crying became quieter, and Le Zhi kept sniffing, tacitly understanding that Song Yu guessed that he was about to speak, so he paid attention. Who knew that he actually touched Song Yu's arm, took his hand and put it on his back, carrying it with him

Nasal made a small request, "Can you pat me on the back?"

Song Yu did not refuse and raised his hand to pat it gently. Le Zhi looked up at him and said, "The 'beat' I said is not a unit of quantity."

"Yes." Song Yu agreed, clapped his hands gently, and asked, "Are you still aggrieved?"

They have no barriers to understanding each other, and Le Zhishi can quickly understand and give the answer, "It's not particularly wronged. What he said is also true. Maybe he can't figure out why he was beaten by me."

Here, Le Zhishi actually burst into tears and laughed, "But bullying classmates deserves to be beaten. You don't know, he always kicks others."

Song Yu's mouth tightened, "Don't get involved in this kind of thing again in the future."

"Oh." Le Zhishi closed his eyes again, as if he had slipped into a warm cocoon and emptied his mind. He said softly, "Actually, I almost don't remember what my parents look like."

Song Yu patted him, "You don't have photos on your bedside table."

"Photos don't move. Real people are different from photos." Le Zhishi asked, "Have you seen them?"

"I've seen it." Song Yu thought of their names, and the first thing he recalled was the scene when they got married. On a beach, there was a small arch made of flowers. There were not many guests, and he was one of them.

The flower boy probably didn't remember much at that time, but he was surprisingly impressed.

That was his initial feeling about a good marriage.

It's just that most beautiful things are fragile.

"They are very good people." Song Yu patted Le Zhishi's thin back, "Your mother is very beautiful, the macaroni she makes is delicious, her voice is also very gentle, and she can speak a little Chinese. Your father is very funny,

The birthday gift he gave me was the most special birthday gift I have ever received."

Le Zhi rubbed his shoulder and spoke in a vague tone, feeling like he was about to fall asleep, "What gift?"

"A map he drew by hand marked the places he had been to," Song Yu said. "He said he wanted to see more of the world."

He also said that they could go to other marked places together in the future.

"He didn't even draw for me." Le Zhishi hugged her tighter.

He probably planned to draw it for him after he unlocked new achievements. Song Yu thought, maybe after climbing that peak. But he couldn't say it. As he continued to take pictures like this, Le Zhi gradually fell asleep.

Song Yu tried to let go of his embrace, but Ke Le Zhi seemed to be able to sense something. If he stepped back even a little, he could rub into his embrace.

Even at such an old age, coaxing him to sleep is still a very laborious task.

Le Zhishi slept peacefully. He was the only one on the bed when the alarm clock rang. The lunch break was very short. Only ten minutes had passed when he looked at the watch, but it seemed to be full of electricity. He lay on Song Yu's bed and slept for a while.

Dazed, he rolled the quilt half a circle, wrapped himself up, then rolled back and untied himself.

So comfortable.

Two knocks on the door came. Le Zhi raised his head and saw Song Yu, who had changed into another set of school uniforms, standing at the door, tying his school uniform and tie neatly with both hands, "Let's go."

"Oh, right away."

Standing at the entrance of the entrance, Le Zhishi checked his appearance in the mirror. His eyes were indeed swollen. Fortunately, they were big enough, otherwise they would have been ugly. The corners of his mouth seemed to be better than before, so Le Zhishi licked them.

Very bitter medicinal taste.

Song Yu drove him to school. The smell of roasted chestnuts wafted far away on the road. While waiting for the red light, Le Zhishi jumped off his bicycle and bought a large bag. He sat in the back seat and ate deliciously. When he arrived at the school gate, Song Yu

After the car was parked, he turned around and saw Qin Yan, who had just parked the car with a cheesy smile on his face. He shook his head and exclaimed, as if he had broken something good.

"You kid dove for me because of your younger brother."

"Shut up." Song Yu turned around and was about to leave, forgetting that there was Le Zhishi next to him, and suddenly bumped into him. Le Zhishi took half a step back when he bumped into him, and the bag of roasted chestnuts in his hand almost fell out, and again

He was caught tightly.

"It hurts." Le Zhishi covered his elbow with his hand, which still had bruises from the fight during the day.

Qin Yan stepped forward and held Le Zhishi's shoulders as if he had seen a treasure, "Hey, let me see our Lele's glorious record. It's so amazing. I didn't believe it when they said it at first."

Le Zhi looked up at him and said seriously: "This is not a glorious thing."

"Pfft." Qin Yan couldn't help but burst out laughing. He laughed more and more enthusiastically, "Your brother is so narrow-minded. He still knows that fighting is not a good thing."

Song Yu was too lazy to talk to him and said to Le Zhishi, "Don't stay in the classroom by yourself after class for evening self-study. If you want to do homework and memorize vocabulary, come to our activity room on the fifth floor."

There is an activity room on each floor of the high school, which is specially prepared for students who want to memorize during self-study time.

"Really?" Le Zhi was so proud that he grinned and it hurt so much that he covered his mouth again, "Can I go?"

"Of course, you can tell me my name..." Qin Yan wanted to hold Le Zhishi in his arms, but Le Zhishi came out and returned to Song Yu, causing him to feint, "Eh?"

Song Yu glanced at him and said, "Go in."

She nodded when she was happy, and walked obediently to the school gate. After walking a few steps, she turned back as if she had remembered something, and stuffed the paper bag with fried chestnuts into Song Yu's hand. When she heard Song Yu say, "Wait until I finish school," OK.

He said, "I can't finish eating any more" and left.

The bag was heavy. Song Yu opened it and saw that it was filled with peeled chestnuts, golden, round, and still warm.

"Oh, hey, it's so nice to have a younger brother..."

"Shut up."-

Probably because he knew that he could go to the fifth floor opposite after the evening self-study, Le Zhishi was in a good mood the whole afternoon, even though more than five people came over and felt sorry for him.

As soon as the evening self-study was over, he started packing his schoolbag, which was different from what Jiang Yufan thought. Jiang Yufan quickly grabbed his bag and ran to the fourth group, "You won't stay here to do your homework tonight."

"Um."

Jiang Yufan heard a very obvious emotion from this hum, just like the "ang" that some people like to use in online chats. Le Zhishi's current rising tone is like this, with a small nasal sound.

"Then let's go back together. I'm hungry and want to eat hot dry noodles. I don't know if I'll go out to the stall today."

"But I have to go to the activity room on the fifth floor opposite to study." Le Zhishi said with an apologetic expression on his face, "We can walk through the corridor together."

I see.

Le Zhishi climbed up to the fifth floor. The activity room was next to Song Yu's classroom. It happened that the senior year of high school was also taking a break. There were many people standing in the corridor. Le Zhishi's junior middle school uniform was particularly conspicuous.

"Hey, this isn't Song Yu's..."

After being recognized, Le Zhi suddenly thought that his eyes were blue. He lowered his head and quickly walked over and got into the activity room without even looking inside Song Yu's class.

The activity room was not big, with eight desks, two small sofas, and a whiteboard. To Le Zhishi's surprise, there was a girl in the middle school uniform like him, who looked familiar.

, seems to be in the third grade of junior high school as well. As soon as Le Zhi took a seat by the window and sat down, he saw Qin Yan walking in, holding a bunch of snacks in his hand, clattering them on his table, "Le Le,

If you are hungry, eat something."

"Thank you, brother Qin Yan."

Before he could say a few words, the bell rang and Qin Yan returned to the classroom. When Le Zhishi looked at the snacks on the table, he found the box of cheese-flavored yogurt again. He didn't eat the others.

Just poke the yogurt open and take a big sip.

"classmate."

Hearing someone speaking, Le Zhishi raised his head. It was the junior high school girl he noticed just now. Le Zhishi raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You are Le Zhishi, right?" The girl ran over holding her vocabulary book. She seemed to have a very familiar character. "You helped Cheng Mingming in our class stand out this morning. You are so handsome."

Le Zhi was a little embarrassed and leaned back on the chair, "Actually, it's not..."

"Stop being modest. You are already famous. Many girls in our class praise you."

Seeing that she seemed to keep talking, Le Zhi tried to change the subject, "Why are you here? Aren't you going home?"

The girl laughed and said, "Yeah, I'm studying here and waiting for my boyfriend to finish class."

Male, boyfriend?
Chapter completed!