After having a simple meal at the cafe, Song Yu drove Le Zhishi to IKEA. The drive took a long time, and Le Zhishi started to feel sleepy again after taking medicine. He tilted his head and fell asleep. When waiting for the red light, Song Yu held the seat for him.

The chair was adjusted downward so that he could sleep more comfortably.

It had rained all night, and the sky was not very clear. The clouds and fog were very thick, and the sunlight could only shine through the gaps, making it appear weak. Le Zhi would cough when he fell asleep, more often than when he was awake, because he would not cough in his dreams.

endure.

As Song Yu drove the car, he thought of the many questions that Le Zhi asked him in a low voice in the coffee shop, all of which were similar.

"Why do you like me?"

"Since when did you like me?"

"What do you like about me?"

He didn't answer immediately. It wasn't that he didn't have an answer, it was just that he was afraid of giving a not good enough answer and disappointing Le Zhishi.

But these are the questions Song Yu wants to ask. He wants to know why Le Zhishi chooses to be with him. Is it because they grew up together? Or is it because he has only been seen since childhood.

When it comes to being kind to Le Zhishi, Song Yu thinks that many people are the same, and no one would be willing to be harsh on Le Zhishi. He is kind, fragile, and has a pair of eyes that can make people feel protective, which is a naive trap.

, there is never a shortage of willing victims.

Looking back, among the people who jumped, Song Yu was the coldest and most distant.

Sometimes people's good feelings really don't make sense.

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

Emotions are also easily confused. Love can turn into family affection under the erosion of time, and friendship can also turn into love. The boundary between them is not clear, and Song Yu once wavered on this dividing line for many sleepless nights.

The paradox is that on the one hand, he hopes to be sober and able to distinguish clearly when he is happy, but on the other hand, he is afraid of being sober when he is happy.

When they were about to reach their destination, Le Zhi started coughing again. He turned his head towards Song Yu, sleeping peacefully. Song Yu parked the car without waking him up, and put his hands on the steering wheel to look at it for a while.

He discovered that Le Zhi had not changed much from when he was a child. His facial features were longer and his nose became straighter. But when he fell asleep, he still felt the same as when he was three years old.

He once thought angrily that it would be best if Le Zhishi did not come to their home when he was three years old and stayed in England all the time. Maybe he would return to China with Uncle Le before going to college and stay at the Song family for a summer vacation.

That should be the first time they meet, and he will become his tour guide, taking Le Zhishi to eat local snacks that he has never eaten before.

Maybe Le Zhishi spoke British English at that time, was not used to chili peppers and brown sugar, and didn't like the smell of osmanthus. Maybe he didn't like him very much and thought he wasn't enthusiastic enough. But Song Yu felt that he would like Le Zhishi very much.

Yes, he can work hard to become his friend within a summer period, and then pursue him naturally. They are passionately in love and are worried about the upcoming separation in a foreign country, and he will try his best to get the approval of Le Zhishi's parents.

agree.

He thought they would agree, after all, he was a small witness to their free love.

Le Zhi woke up and saw Song Yu in a daze. He looked out the window, touched Song Yu's arm, and called "brother" in a very soft voice.

Song Yu came back to his senses and looked at him, "Wake up."

If fate had given him an easier path, Song Yu would probably give up because of this brother and be willing to choose a more difficult start. He did need a strange encounter to lighten the burden, but when he was three years old, he stood by the bedroom door

The Le Zhi Shi also needed him very much. Song Yu thought that he would never be able to close that door and reject that child.

Fifteen years of memory are the answers to all questions.

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

Le Zhishi hated this medicine and hesitated to take it with a frown, "I don't have a cough anymore."

Song Yu didn't give him much chance to quibble, 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 suddenly get sick while strolling around, which would be too disappointing.

They rarely went to the supermarket together before, except when Lin Rong forced them to do New Year shopping. This was one of the family's collective activities during the New Year. Song Yu was efficient, afraid of trouble, and didn't like to buy things aimlessly. He would think about it in advance.

Whatever is needed, then solve it quickly, otherwise it is a waste of time. But that is not the case with Le Zhishi. He likes places full of human touch, including supermarkets and home improvement markets. He can stay in such places all day.

The man and woman passing by were probably newlyweds. The girl excitedly picked up a scented candle holder and told the young man next to her that this could be placed in their bedroom. Her words were full of yearning for the future life.

Le Zhishi also walked over, picked up the candlestick like a scholar, and threw it directly into Song Yu's shopping cart without any discussion, thinking that Song Yu wouldn't notice.

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

"Okay." Le Zhishi took a look with regret. His eyes caught up with the back of the young couple and found that they were buying a painting hanging on the wall.

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

Song Yu lowered his head and saw that Le Zhishi's hands were thin and white, with beautifully trimmed nails and a small bruise on the back of his hand. He looked up at Le Zhishi, "Do you know what you look like now?

"

"like what?"

"Elementary school students who are anxious to copy their homework."

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

Song Yu pushed the cart forward, and Le Zhishi quickly followed him and said directly next to him: "That's because it's my first time to visit a home furnishing 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 he almost let go.

Le Zhi also stopped and stared at his face, a little confused.

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

Le Zhishi was a man of action, "Then I'll go ask her." Just as he was about to leave, Song Yu grabbed his arm and said, "Come back here."

"What's the reference? I'm not in a relationship with her." Song Yu didn't look at Le Zhi when he spoke, and his tone was still as awkward as before.

"Just buy what you like."

Le Zhishi's heartbeat suddenly became much faster. He stood there for a while, then caught up with Song Yu and walked next to him.

They bought a change of bedding, which was blue. They all thought that each other liked blue, and Le Zhi always liked to wear blue clothes to make Song Yu look happy, and Song Yu also thought that Le Zhi liked blue.

Color, I can't help but buy some. If I can find a reason, I will give it away, otherwise I will keep it for myself.

I don’t know where this oolong came from. Anyway, the two of them always do the same thing with different frequencies.

There was a lazy sofa, beautiful dishes, floor lamps and Le Zhishi's favorite carpet, none of which was left behind. They passed by IKEA's small square meter decoration model room, which was a small home that had been decorated, and it was very warm. Le Zhishila

He led Song Yu in and sat at both ends of the small dining table with him.

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

Song Yu was not very satisfied, "It's too young."

"You will feel safer if you are younger." Le Zhi held his chin in his hands, looking sideways at the small sofa in the model room, and said in a natural tone, "I like to be able to see you at a glance."

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

Five or six more people squeezed into the model room, and Le Zhishi stood up in a serious manner, "No, too many people have come to my house, it's too crowded." He also pulled Song Yu up, "Let's go out and get some fresh air first."

Song Yu was a little amused by him, but he still couldn't hold back his laughter.

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

"There shouldn't be much for you to eat here."

Le Zhishi's hands began to dig into Song Yu's sweater sleeves and touched his wrist bones, "Jiang Yufan said that the Swiss meatballs are delicious. They don't feel floury. They are 99% made of pure meat."

Song Yu remained unmoved, but grabbed Le Zhishi's groping hand and said, "No need to discuss."

Le Zhi suddenly felt that there was no difference in being in love. He was still the same 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 he handed over the cone shell after eating it.

But Song Yu bought him a blue-packaged milk chocolate steak as compensation and hugged him for five seconds in the deserted parking lot. Then he became happy again when he learned about it.

Those little wishes that could not be realized became insignificant in front of Song Yu's arms.

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

On the way, Le Zhi suddenly wanted to eat hot pot. After a long journey, Song Yu had to take him to eat the light Chaoshan beef hot pot. It was already dusk when he returned to the apartment, and he just opened the door when the view in the living room was the most beautiful.

, Le Zhi exclaimed in a low voice, took off his shoes and ran to the floor-to-ceiling window, put his hands on the glass, and looked out at the sparkling lake.

Half of the orange sun was immersed in the water, and the other side dyed the clouds red. The light fell in through the white floor-to-ceiling curtains, and even the walls became soft.

"so beautiful."

Song Yu stood by the window looking at Le Zhishi and felt that the scene was beautiful. He also came here at this time and fell in love with this window at first sight, and he was sure that Le Zhishi would like it. If he liked it,

I would like to come often.

He unpacked the package, took out the cream-yellow beanbag, and stood in the living room when he asked Le Zhi: "Where do you want to put this?"

Le Zhishi turned around and took it from his hand, "Put it on the balcony."

They took apart the things they bought one by one, and together they put the coffee-colored sofa cover on the original leather sofa in the living room. Song Yu assembled the coffee table and small cabinet, and Le Zhishi set up the floor lamp, and the empty room was gradually transformed.

The filling is warm and cute.

The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and the sun completely submerged into the lake. As soon as the warm-colored lights were turned on, the entire space filled up.

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

"You haven't recovered yet, so don't sit on the ground." Song Yu wanted to pull him up, but when he knew it, he lay on his lap instead, looking up at him, and said in a soft voice, "It's not cold."

His light brown pupils seemed to still have the afterglow of the sunset.

Song Yu looked at him and didn't say anything for a long time. Finally, he couldn't help but reach out to touch Le Zhishi's cheeks, eyes, the corners of his raised mouth, and his red lips with a slight glimmer of water.

"You like touching me so much." Le Zhishi tilted his face and took the initiative to touch Song Yu's palm, "You didn't do this before. I thought you always disliked me."

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

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

"Sit up." Song Yu pulled him up again. This time Le Zhi was obedient, but he made a mistake and sat directly on Song Yu's lap instead of going to the sofa.

Song Yu raised his eyebrows, and Le Zhi immediately reacted and said softly, with an expression of "Can you sit on this?" Seeing that Song Yu didn't speak, he raised his legs and got ready, "Excuse me..."

"

Seeing him like this, Song Yu was amused. He held down Le Zhishi's legs and made him sit down. His arms naturally rested on his lower back and overlapped each other. Le Zhishi was wearing very soft clothes.

The knitted jacket and Song Yu's white shirt had the collar slightly open, revealing the fair collarbone skin.

Originally he took the initiative, but after Song Yu gave him such a gentle hug, Le Zhishi suddenly felt embarrassed. His ears turned red quickly and he didn't dare to sit down with all his strength. "Is it heavy?"

"It's not heavy." Song Yu looked at him, "You're very thin, it's easy to lift him up and down." After saying that, he looked at Le Zhi from top to bottom with a slightly questioning tone, "Is it really 179?

…”

"Don't question my height!" Le Zhishi held Song Yu's face with both hands and asked him to look directly at her, with a serious expression on his face, "No one who fakes his height would fill in 179c numbers."

Song Yu nodded in understanding and asked, "Are you comfortable?"

Le Zhi didn't understand a bit, and made a light questioning sound from his nasal cavity.

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

Hearing this, Le Zhi pursed his lips, but he couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth that raised. He looked at Song Yu, "I said, if your legs are comfortable, can you keep sitting?"

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

"Self-taught." Le Zhishi answered very proudly. His hands naturally hugged Song Yu's neck, and suddenly realized that the distance was really close. He could see the subtle lines on Song Yu's lips, and

He always has a straight mouth.

"You asked me to sit up," Le Zhishi suddenly became bold and looked at Song Yu with his innocent eyes, "Can you let me kiss you?"

Song Yu wanted to laugh but also felt it was amazing. How could anyone ask the question first at such a time?

"What do I object to?"

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

When he came close, Song Yu could almost smell the aroma of milk chocolate on his lips, a very light sweetness with a hint of bitterness. It was like some kind of substance that could confuse people's hearts, making Song Yu lose his self-control and determination.

The hand trying to stop him grasped the hip bone of his waist, but no further action was taken.

The sky outside the window was completely dark, the moon met the lake, the tips of their noses touched, and their breathing became sticky.

Le Zhi was very nervous. He thought he had a lot of romantic movie scenes for reference, but at this moment, his mind was almost blank and he had difficulty breathing. It felt like an acute attack of illness, and he couldn't control himself.

.

He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to kiss well, so he just wanted to touch her gently, not wanting Song Yu to feel disappointed.

When their lips were about to touch, a long vibrating sound suddenly appeared on the sofa, interrupting the two people's movements. Le Zhi was frightened and coughed. Song Yu held his back, frowned and picked up the phone.

The moment the caller came, he had the illusion of waking up from a big dream.

He waited until Le Zhi stopped coughing and answered the phone, "Mom."

Hearing this, 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 very anxious, and words like "fever" and "where" could be vaguely audible.

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

The phone was hung up, and Le Zhishi asked Song Yu if Aunt Rong was here. Song Yu nodded, "She has already arrived at school. Let's drive there now." He held Le Zhishi's wrist, "She's here for you.

You never responded to my calls, and then you called Jiang Yufan, who said you had a fever and was taken away by me. She was very worried and drove directly over to see you."

Le Zhi felt a little guilty in his heart. From last night to now, he had been so happy that he almost forgot about the whole world. He only had Song Yu in his eyes. He suddenly woke up when the phone call came. He had been growing up since he was a child.

The children who were fostered in Song Yu's family were raised by a couple who were closer than their biological parents.

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

"Well." Song Yu stood up, "Let's go back first, she must be very anxious."

Of course Le Zhishi knew that he was what adults call a child who is difficult to support. When he was sick when he was a child, Aunt Rong would cry. Now that she is in college, she will send him WeChat messages every night to ask how he is today.

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

"This is illegal."

Le Zhi looked at the night road in front of him and whispered: "Anyway, we have violated the rules."

Hearing this, Song Yu was silent for a few seconds, and finally took Le Zhishi's hand. The carriage was a very private space. They held hands in it, and let go after getting off the car, keeping a distance of ten centimeters and walking side by side in the dormitory.

Under the shadow of the trees in front.

Lin Rong came in a hurry. When Le Zhi saw her, she was not wearing any makeup. She was wearing a beige windbreaker and standing on the first floor of the dormitory talking to the dormitory aunt. There was a polite smile on her beautiful face. He walked over and called her.

Hearing Le Zhi's voice, Lin Rong immediately turned around. When she saw his first expression, she became sad again. She took a few steps forward to hug Le Zhi, her hands kept touching his back, "Poor baby, little baby."

Jiang said you have a high fever and you are so confused that it scares me to death. Let Aunt Rong take a look." She raised her head and touched Le Zhishi's forehead. "The fever is gone. It doesn't seem to be burning now. I just took the injection.

Is it a diabetic injection?"

"I'm fine, Aunt Rong." Le Zhishi smiled, "I just had a cold the past few days when I was hot and cold. Then when I took a shower, the water was not hot, so I had a fever. But today I didn't have a fever all day long.

"After he finished speaking, he hugged Lin Rong again.

In fact, Le Zhi also missed her a little. After hugging her like this, he suddenly felt like crying. He didn't know why.

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

When the dormitory aunt saw Le Zhi and hugged her, she couldn't help laughing and said, "Oh, you are so old and still so clingy to your mother."

Le Zhi then withdrew, straightened up, and said that he was really fine.

Lin Rong turned around and took Le Zhishi to the dormitory aunt, with an apologetic look on her face, "Sister, my youngest son is in very bad health and gets sick easily. And most people can catch a cold and get over it with just one shoulder. My son has this problem."

Those who cannot cough may develop asthma if they cough, which is particularly dangerous.”

She turned back and called Song Yu, who had been standing aside, over, "This is his brother, who is also studying here, majoring in surveying and mapping. I know it's not convenient for you to visit dormitories, but my youngest son's situation is special.

His brother is very aware of some of his illnesses and can take care of him. I would also like to ask you to be accommodating when the time comes so that they can be taken care of."

"What a blessing. Two such handsome sons look a lot like you." The dormitory aunt agreed readily and took out a form for Song Yu to register.

"Sign quickly so that it will be convenient for you to come here." 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 fields. The dormitory aunt reminded, "Just write brother, and then your name."

"Um."

Song Yu wrote the word "brother" and his name in a scribble.

"Come home with me, Lele." Lin Rong held his hand, "Look, your hands are cold. Please take another day off tomorrow, Sunday, and I will drive you here."

Le Zhi was a little embarrassed. Song Yu put down his pen and said, "He is almost nineteen. He can't just run home when he is sick. I will take care of him at school."

"Then you really have to take good care of your brother." Lin Rong was still worried and looked at Le Zhi, "I just told Xiao Jiang that I also brought some medicine and put it in the dormitory. I will give you the spray."

You put it under the pillow. You must not sleep too hard at night. If you feel like you can't breathe, you should take medicine as soon as possible, you know?"

"Uncle was originally going to come, but he was out of town and couldn't come." Lin Rong squeezed his hand, "You have never left home in your life. If you have anything to tell me, you can drive here quickly, or let me know."

Your brother can help you, okay?"

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

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

"Are you really not going back with me?"

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

"Okay." Lin Rong compromised. Song Yu and Le Zhishi took her to the parking place. Lin Rong kept giving instructions along the way, for fear that Le Zhishi would have a bad time at school. Song Yu followed them.

, listening without saying a word, Lin Rong turned her head and said, "Why do I feel that my brother is not happy today?"

Le Zhi said with some guilt, "No."

Lin Rong laughed, "It must be because I only care about you, and my brother is jealous." She pulled Song Yu and hugged his arm, "Son, mother told you that study is very important, and life is also very important.

It's important, you know? Be happy. If you are happy, your mother will feel relieved."

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

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

Watching Lin Rong's car drive away and out of sight, Le Zhishi suddenly felt a little scared. He glanced sideways at Song Yu, whose side face was a little cold in the dark night.

She subconsciously called her brother, but Le Zhishi held back.

"Go up first." Song Yu said.

Le Zhi was a little panicked, "Then I can't stay at your place today, right?"

Song Yu turned around, his expression softening a little, "What I mean is, go up and get your phone and a change of clothes first. You can't wear mine tomorrow."

Le Zhishi's tense heart relaxed a little. The next second, he heard Song Yu ask again, his voice was very low.

"Are you afraid?"

The author has something to say: Mom is a very good person. I’m afraid you might worry that I won’t be embarrassed if I say it again. (My mother will definitely be sad for a while.)
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