After so many days of training, I heard Song Yu's voice for the first time, and I was very happy. I agreed that the call would only last for one minute, but when I hung up, the call time displayed was twelve minutes and three seconds.

Growing up, Le Zhi would feel extremely anxious whenever he was separated from Song Yu. He often cried because of this kind of thing when he was a child. When he was in kindergarten, he knew that Song Yu went to school elsewhere, so there was no point in crying.

But it was different once he entered elementary school. Le Zhishi knew that Song Yu was on the fourth grade floor, but he couldn't just look for it. School-age children are not very good at following rules, and Le Zhishi was a late bloomer, often because he missed his brother.

I shed tears during class.

Because Song Yu said that you should not cry casually outside, so when Le Zhi first entered elementary school, he often shed tears silently while studying in class. His tears were so big that his first-grade textbooks are still there.

Wrinkled.

The teachers were in class, and when they looked up occasionally, they saw Le Zhishi crying. He didn't dare to make a sound when he cried. He folded his arms and put them on the desk like other students, but his face was full of water.

.One time, the class teacher saw that he was really pitiful and allowed him to attend the class. He moved a small stool to the classroom of Class 4 (8) upstairs and sat in the aisle next to Song Yu's seat.

He stopped crying and behaved well in every class. The English teacher taught the fourth-grade students how to pronounce words. When Le Zhishi put his hands behind his back, he also followed the instructions obediently.

But Song Yu went back at night and taught him a lesson.

"You are not allowed to come here again. There is nothing to cry about. You are already a primary school student."

Le Zhi felt aggrieved, "I cried because I miss you so much."

Song Yu didn't know what to do. He was only in the fourth grade and couldn't explain any profound principles. Moreover, he thought Le Zhishi couldn't listen to normal principles at all. He was just a stubborn child.

"Then...then if you miss me, just concentrate on studying hard. I'm studying hard too."

"Then..." Le Zhishi was puzzled.

"Then I will know that you are thinking of me, because we are doing the same thing, understand?" Song Yu left his room and left the last sentence awkwardly, "You will affect me by coming here, so I will accept it."

No signal from you."

This set of words fooled Le Zhishi for at least a year and a half, and he successfully developed the habit of attending classes independently.

It was like this when he was three years old, and it was still like this when he was seven years old, so for Le Zhishi, expressing his thoughts is not an embarrassing thing. He has done enough since he was a child.

Before hanging up the phone to Song Yu, he repeated that he missed him very much.

Song Yu did not respond, but after a few seconds of pause, he said that he would bring some special Beijing cakes back to Le Zhishi.

But he quickly changed his mind, saying that he might be allergic to it and couldn't eat it, so he might as well forget it.

He seldom forgot about Le Zhishi's allergy. This kind of mistake seemed extremely vulgar and panicked, but Le Zhishi didn't care and happily planned to take Song Yu home on the day after the training camp.

They would talk on the phone every night for the next two or three days, mostly within fifteen minutes. Xia Zhixu would make fun of Song Yu before, but then they got used to it, not to mention that he was squatting in the corridor and talking on the phone until the early hours of the morning.

One day he came in extra early, and Song Yu teased him about why he had nothing to say today, but Xia Zhixu shrugged and said that Xu Qichen fell asleep while snoring.

I caught a glimpse of his cell phone on the bedside table. He hadn't hung up the phone yet. He was very gentle all the way. When he came back from the shower, he picked up the phone again and listened for a while. He didn't say anything, just listened.

Song Yu woke up once in the middle of the night and felt a faint light in the room, so he got up and took a look.

Xia Zhixu was sleeping soundly, but his cell phone was still in the call interface.

Song Yu originally wanted to joke about it when they were on the phone at night, but when he came back that day, Xia Zhixu's cell phone was stolen. He quickly borrowed Song Yu's cell phone to call his parents and then contacted Xu Qichen.

Xu Qichen didn't answer the phone.

"He didn't save my contact information." Song Yu said, "Maybe he stopped answering when he saw strangers."

Xia Zhixu logged onto WeChat again and sent many messages to Xu Qichen, but received no reply. It was the next day that Xu Qichen replied, "I understand."

Without a phone, contact became troublesome. Although Song Yu said that he could use his phone, Xia Zhixu didn't want to trouble him. Occasionally, he logged on to WeChat, but it was difficult to receive messages from Xu Qichen.

"I'll go back in a few days. If it doesn't work out, I'll sneak out and buy one tomorrow."

His plan also failed to come true. In the later stages of the training camp, it reached its most stressful stage. He couldn't get out and didn't have time to use his mobile phone. There were many simulation games in the camp, and everyone performed well. The teacher specially took the students out for a meal.

It's delicious, and for the first time, they can go back to the dormitory early to rest after being sleep deprived.

Xia Zhixu bought two bottles of orange-flavored Arctic soda downstairs in the dormitory. It was a coincidence that when they were about to go up, there was a sudden power outage in the dormitory. The room was very stuffy and everyone ran out. Song Yu and Xia Zhixu

You might as well stay outside and sit by the flower bed downstairs.

It was difficult to see the stars in this city. Xia Zhixu looked up for a while, then lowered his head, "It's so fast, there are still three days."

Song Yu said nothing and took a sip of soda, feeling it was a bit too sweet.

"The college entrance examination is coming soon." Xia Zhixu bumped his shoulder, "Are you nervous?"

Song Yu shook his head, "It's okay."

"That's right." Xia Zhixu stretched out his legs and felt very relaxed, "I think you are not nervous about anything, and you are always at ease."

Song Yu glanced at him, "Aren't you?"

Xia Zhixu shook his head, "I pretend, most of the time." After saying that, he bent his right leg and hugged it with his arms, "Isn't it strange, I seem to be very active in everything, but in fact I am escaping from reality every day.

Sometimes I stand in the crowd, laughing and chatting with others, but what I think in my mind is that I am so tired, so bored, and want to go home. But I still pretend to do it, because it will save a lot of trouble."

Even if Xia Zhixu didn't say it, Song Yu still felt this way.

He thought about something and hesitated whether to speak, watching the bubbles in the glass bottle pop one after another.

"You are so afraid of trouble, what are you going to do in the future...?"

Xia Zhixu turned his head and asked in confusion: "In the future?"

Song Yu stared into his eyes, "Stop pretending now."

"I've seen it," he added.

Xia Zhixu understood.

He buried his head in his knees, let out a long sigh, and was silent for a while. He put the glass bottle in his hand beside the flower bed, "I just want to live with it." He stared at the ground, "Don't you ever have that kind of time? When you

When I do something that I am particularly unsure about, I want to keep it as it is.”

This sentence was clearly said by Xia Zhixu, but Song Yu felt that it came from his own heart.

Not getting an answer from Song Yu, Xia Zhixu raised his head, sniffed, as if thinking of something else, and asked him with a smile, "Hey, have you been to Zhongshan Park when you were a child?"

"Nonsense." Song Yu said.

"Have you ever fed pigeons?"

Song Yu stared at him speechlessly.

Xia Zhixu smiled and showed his little fangs, "You have fed it, right? When I was a child, I loved feeding pigeons. I would buy a small bag of grain, pour a little bit in the palm of my hand, squat there, and they would come over on their own. You said they are afraid of people, right?

, they were very well-behaved when they came over and ate very happily. You said they are not afraid of people... As soon as I stretched out my hand to touch it, it fluttered its wings and flew away. And after it flew, it never came back."

"That's how I feel now, do you understand?" Xia Zhixu asked with a smile.

Song Yu's hands were iced by the soda, making them a little cold.

Of course he understood this feeling, but it was different from Xia Zhixu's situation. His pigeon might have been following him and he couldn't drive it away, but to avoid danger, he had to withdraw his hand.

Even chase him away.

After a moment of silence, Song Yu said, "Then are you prepared to maintain the status quo?"

"I don't know..." Xia Zhixu looked at the lights not far away, "I sometimes imagine that we went to college together and took the same public courses. He watched me play basketball. We joined the same club and we were together.

Let’s go to a dinner party, and maybe we can rent a house together as roommates during the internship. That makes me feel really good.”

Song Yu chuckled, "The requirements are really low."

Xia Zhixu shook his head mockingly, "Requirements correspond to probabilities. The world is such a big place, and meeting someone you like very much, who happens to be the same sex, and who still likes you, is definitely a small probability event."

What he said was not unreasonable. Song Yu subconsciously calculated his probability and found that it might be even lower.

There is no such thing as a coincidence, and the movie would not dare to do it like this.

"It's great to be friends and stay together every day." Xia Zhixu paused for a moment, then patted his thigh seemingly very openly, "As for whether he will have a girlfriend in the future, as long as I don't imagine,

No."

This kind of Ah Q's spirit only made Xia Zhixu laugh, but Song Yu couldn't laugh.

There was a call from the dormitory building, and the training teacher asked them all to go upstairs. Xia Zhixu stood up, stretched out, and said, "Let's go."

"Um."

He thought that maybe it was because although he had a good relationship with Song Yu, he didn't see her that often, or maybe it was because he was boring enough, so he could say these ridiculous things without any burden.

Just think of it as sharing a secret with the unresponsive tree hole.

Anyway, the tree hole will not have its own secrets.

Song Yu also stood up. He didn't have a habit of comforting people, and he knew that comfort was ineffective. But during his conversation with Xia Zhixu, he would always think of the scene of a rainy dinner party and Xu Qichen's red ears.

The hands of two people briefly touched and then separated.

His mind was empty for a moment, as if there was an example question in the process of solving it before him, and he would soon get the answer. He was not a grader, but just a student who was watching, not knowing what was right or wrong, but wanted to refer to it.

In comparison, Xia Zhixu clearly had the possibility of keeping the pigeon.

"You try it once."

Xia Zhixu was stunned. He didn't expect that the tree hole would actually respond, and it was like this.

Song Yu's tone was calm and determined, "Just give it a try after you go back this time. Maybe the result will be much better than you imagined."

He didn't know how this question would be judged.

But he really hopes the answer is right.

A month of high-pressure training was finally over, and the flight back to school was scheduled for noon. Xia Zhixu dragged Song Yu out of the training dormitory early in the morning. He said he had something to buy, but in fact he was picking out gifts.

They went to a very famous local bookstore, where Xia Zhixu picked up the book he had reserved a long time ago. Song Yu stood aside and listened, and then realized that this book was difficult to buy. It was a limited selection of the original English version.

There is also the original author's signature on it, because the author once signed books in this bookstore and had cooperation, so I can buy it.

"Are you buying something? I'll go look with you." Xia Zhixu was in a particularly good mood after getting the book.

Song Yu shook his head and said that he didn't need to bring a gift back. But Xia Zhixu didn't believe it and kept dragging him around. Finally, they found a place making handmade notebooks at the back of the bookstore. Xia Zhixu entered and refused to leave.

It took him two hours to make a small inspiration book, and he sewed the outer leather cover by himself.

Song Yu, on the other hand, made a 16-page drawing book with a lead-gray leather cover. The boss said that fonts or patterns could be engraved by hand. Song Yu hesitated for a moment, and finally drew a triangular piece of cheese with holes and carved it carefully.

Up.

Two people with good brains who could solve problems quickly became extremely clumsy when they started doing handicrafts. They were not satisfied no matter what, and when they finally got together to go to the airport, they were almost late.

After a good sleep, the plane landed and got on the bus that he had taken when setting off. Song Yu hated flying and couldn't sleep well on it, so he continued to sleep as soon as he got on the bus. The car was swaying and he was wearing

Headphones, blurry senses.

The fear of being close to home gave birth to a dream. There was no specific scene in the dream, but I could vaguely hear Le Zhi’s voice through the radio waves, relaying questions that I knew I knew but I still pretended not to know. The girl in the back seat opened the window.

The curtains were opened, the light was dazzling, and the dark dreams became transparent. Le Zhishi stood in the light not far away, just standing there.

Song Yu walked towards him with a sketchbook in his hand that he would probably never do again in his life.

At least in his dreams, he couldn't stop where he was.

As they were about to arrive at Jingjian Middle School, the surroundings suddenly became noisy, and the music in the headphones could not be blocked. Song Yu frowned and heard Xia Zhixu's voice.

"Class 4? What happened to Class 4?"

"I don't know if it's true or not. Anyway, this post is very well-written, and now it's spread all over QQ space..."

Song Yu opened his eyes and saw that Xia Zhixu next to him didn't look right. He was browsing the web with the person's mobile phone, but his hands were shaking a little and his brows were knitted together.

"What's wrong with you? What are you looking at?"

Xia Zhixu didn't respond at all. Song Yu felt that something was wrong even more, so he took off his headphones and said, "Hey, what's going on?"

After he finished speaking, Xia Zhixu stretched out his other hand to hold the back of the seat in front of him, his eyes were confused and he blinked several times. Song Yu rarely saw him like this, and Xia Zhixu always showed a kind of

It was different from ordinary people's sunshine, but at this moment, he seemed to be exhausted.

Song Yu saw the worried look on the boy's back seat. The phone probably belonged to him, so he turned his head and asked what happened.

It was a junior student from Jingjian, and he was also a little confused. "There was a post in our school that was very popular today and spread all over QQ. I will show it to the seniors. I don't know what's wrong." He was not at ease and leaned over.

He patted Xia Zhixu on the shoulder and said, "Senior, are you okay? What's wrong with you?"

Post?

Song Yuzheng was confused, and the car stopped. The teacher leading the team reminded Jingjian that students had arrived. Xia Zhixu didn't even take his bag, and rushed out of the car in the eyes of everyone's doubts.

"Xia Zhixu!" Song Yu took his bag and followed him down. In just a short time, he had already run into the school gate, but Song Yu was stopped outside.

"Classmate, you are not wearing our school uniform, are you?"

Song Yu stood outside the door and called Xia Zhixu's name again, but he seemed completely unable to hear it and ran towards the teaching building desperately.

"Senior Song Yu." The junior who had just been sitting behind Xia Zhixu rushed over, "Let me help senior take the bag back."

Lowering his head, Song Yu looked at Xia Zhixu's bag. It was very heavy. Inside was the book he wanted to give away and the notebook he made by himself, but he actually forgot to take these away.

The bus didn't wait for him, Song Yu stood alone at Jingjian's door, lost in thought.

He thought of the post from his junior classmate, so he took out his mobile phone and tentatively opened a space that he had almost never seen before. Many of their junior high school classmates also took the high school entrance examination to Jingjian, and the circles of the two schools overlapped. Scroll down.

He flipped through it and browsed it in a hurry. Song Yu's fingers didn't move until he saw a reprint.

He was stunned for a second.

The title of the reposted article is so eye-catching that it looks like it was written by an unscrupulous media. If he saw it on a normal day, he would just dismiss it, but the protagonist in it happened to be Xu Qichen.

[The head teacher of Class 4 of Senior High School has an ambiguous relationship with a male classmate. There are pictures and the truth. Does the school just ignore it?]

There is only one picture in it, which is not a strong proof. It is just that Xu Qichen got into a car, and the person sitting in the car seemed to be their young male class teacher. Other than that, it was all the various things listed in the repost.

Evidence of crime, such as extra benefits, so-called abnormal extracurricular interviews, and even various awards obtained through improper means.

All the replies were uploaded, rumors spread, and everyone discussed it eagerly. It was as if everyone saw what they had done with their own eyes, vividly.

Watching these people describe a cold person like Xu Qichen as a ruthless character who induces adult men to seek power for personal gain, Song Yu felt both absurd and true. He viewed the world from a negative perspective and was not too optimistic about any bad possibilities.

Accident.

The honors and achievements gained by talent will be distorted into the dirty products of private exchanges, which is the inevitable evil of people's pursuit of excitement.

In the eyes of the audience, how can the truth be more important than other people's dramatic encounters?

Although he considered himself indifferent, Song Yu suddenly entered Xia Zhixu's perspective for a moment, and looked at those words, those mean and mocking replies as if he was feeling the same.

The students in the comments just had a free-spirited mentality. Not many people questioned whether this incident was true. The junior high school classmate who reposted it to his space only posted this sentence when retweeting it.

[Oh my God, teachers and students of the same sex are afraid to film such an exciting ethical drama TV series. This boy is finished]

Staring at this sentence, Song Yu had mixed emotions. He seemed to have been peeled away abruptly, and the less upright heart inside was exposed. Some words in this sentence were replaced with what he imagined, and then

Turn it into a knife with cold light, carve out this heart, and throw it under the sun.

The bell rang for the last class in the afternoon, and students came out one after another. Many of them got takeaways through the door. Song Yu was wearing the uniform of another school, attracting attention like an alien.

He wanted to send a text message to Xia Zhixu to say something, but suddenly he thought that this guy was so pitiful that he had nothing, including his mobile phone.

There was a lot of traffic on the road. Song Yu walked back to the roadside and hailed a taxi back to Peiya. The driver kept chatting enthusiastically on the road, but Song Yu couldn't say a word. The driver was also a little embarrassed and ended his unilateral initiative.

topic. Song Yu paid the money and said sorry before getting out of the car. After turning around, he paused.

There was no one at the school gate. The junior high school students on monthly leave had already left the school at noon, leaving only the high school students who had to make up half a day of extra classes. Le Zhishi wore a cream-colored sweatshirt and sat in front of the newsstand outside the school gate.

He was sitting on a small stool with his head drooped, looking down at a newly purchased magazine.

He seemed very focused. Song Yu was very focused on everything he did when he knew Le Zhi.

But he has long forgotten that this good habit was taught to him by himself.

From a distance of ten meters, Song Yu looked at him quietly, like a stranger. Sometimes he wished he could be a stranger.

Not sure if it was telepathy or not, Le Zhi turned over a page, raised his head, and met Song Yu's eyes standing not far away.

"Brother Song Yu?" Le Zhishi stood up suddenly, and the smile on his face quickly spread. His hair, expression, clothes, and even the way he ran towards Song Yu were all very soft and cheerful, like

The puppy who had been waiting for a long time looked like when he saw his owner. Every movement slowed down in Song Yu's heart and was full of cute little details.

But at this moment, his mind was still filled with those mean taunts and violence disguised with curiosity.

Standing in the wind, Song Yu hoped that those dark things would stay behind him, and that he would always be bright when he was happy.

When he ran to his brother, he stopped when he was happy. He didn't even have time to take a breath and said to him: "The bus for your training was parked here just now. I thought you were back. After waiting for a long time, only one person got off. I

I asked the driver and he said you got off the bus early. I thought you weren't going back to school."

I thought you forgot, I want to take over your business.

Song Yu could almost imagine Le Zhi standing guarding the car door and looking inside. He reluctantly moved the corner of his mouth and said, "Then you are still waiting."

Le Zhi smiled at him, "I think you will come again, and..."

His eyelashes drooped, and his face revealed a harmless simplicity that inspired a desire for protection, "You said you wanted me to wait for you where you are."

After saying it, Le Zhishi felt that this sentence was a bit strange for no reason. He scratched his hair and said, "I mean, if I go to find you... I don't know where you are. You can't send you a WeChat message."

…”

"Lele."

Song Yu interrupted him and used a title that you would almost never hear again when you grow up.

Le Zhishi was stunned and looked at him confusedly, "Huh?"

"I'm so tired." His voice was a little hoarse, and he exuded a sense of vulnerability that was completely inappropriate for him, which made Le Zhishi confused and sad. In so many years, he had never seen Song Yu show himself so directly.

Uneasiness and negative emotions.

When Le Zhishi was a child, he felt that his heart actually belonged to Song Yu. Song Yu injured his knee playing football and bled a lot. He showed no expression when he was treating the wound. Only Le Zhishi shed tears.

Outside the empty school gate of Peiya are lush sycamores, occupying both sides of the street, so lush that they almost swallow up the blue sky. A magnolia grandiflorum fell silently to the soil. A huge roaring truck passed behind them, carrying nearly over 100,000 passengers.

load of cargo.

The ground is shaking.

Le Zhishi took a step forward and hugged Song Yu.

He rested his chin on Song Yu's shoulder, placed his soft palms on his back, and stroked slowly up and down, "Brother, lean on me."

"Let me recharge your batteries, okay?"

The author has something to say: ps: The deputy CP did not have a be, but they got together a few years later. Occasionally appearing later also stimulated the brother's emotional changes, not much. In fact, this couple was not abusive, and the most abusive part was witnessed by Song Yu

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Let me say it again, the emotional direction of Song Yu and Lele does not have a big deal (such as the broken mirror that some readers imagined), but there must be small twists and turns. This incident is a kind of excitement for the brother and has an impact on him.

of.

Allergen is a couple who are both young and old. It is impossible to get started, confirm a relationship, and get married without any burden. There must be some emotional changes and struggles in the middle (I have it in every book), but there is really no big deal about getting back together.
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