Le Zhishi said yes with almost no hesitation.

He would always give Song Yu whatever he wanted.

In fact, Le Zhishi has a happy-go-lucky character and rarely thinks about what-ifs. Because for him, imagining what-ifs is a very cruel thing, and what is lost is lost. The more beautiful the imagination, the crueler the reality. So.

He accepted the fact that he had no parents very peacefully, and he also accepted that he was allergic and asthmatic, and that he was unable to do many things. Because as long as he accepted it easily enough, there seemed to be no regrets.

But being held by Song Yu, Le Zhishi was very eager to have a future. Even if the time could not go back to before the age of three and he could not have his own family again, it didn't matter. He was not greedy, and it would have been better earlier.

If he had known Song Yu's heart earlier, he would not have been allowed to wait alone for so long.

"Tell me, if we didn't grow up together, would you still like me?" Le Zhishi asked him, nestling in Song Yu's arms with great attachment.

Song Yu nodded, "Yes."

"Why?" Le Zhishi couldn't think of many things that would make Song Yu attracted, but he could find some reasonable reasons. "You think I'm pretty good-looking and have a decent personality, right?"

Song Yu seemed dissatisfied with descriptions such as "not bad" and "okay". He didn't understand why Le Zhishi's perception of himself was always inaccurate. He had obviously been admired by many people since he was a child.

"You are the best-looking person with the best personality that I have ever seen, but these are only a small part of your shining points." Song Yu's tone was very steady, making even his rare exaggerated praise seem very serious.

It's so weighty that no one can question it. "You are a child that everyone loves, so it makes sense that I would like you."

What's more, there is no one like Le Zhishi, whose heart only pounces on him and releases light and heat to him without expecting anything in return.

Although he had endured it for a long time, Ke La Zhi finally cried. It was just tears and almost no sound.

When you grow up, crying has become a luxury. It is embarrassing and private. You cannot shed tears anytime and anywhere. It is best to be alone. After crying, it is best not to be discovered by anyone. Do not create emotional trouble for anyone.

Burden is the basic principle of adult life.

But to Le Zhishi, Song Yu was a secret time capsule. In his arms, the grown-up Le Zhishi could always be a child who cried whenever he wanted.

When Song Jin came back, Le Zhishi returned to his relatively mature appearance. He made tea for Song Jin sensibly and sat with him to chat without any grudges. To anyone, they looked like a pair of innocent couples.

A father and son who don't talk to each other.

Song Jin has the habit of bringing gifts to his family wherever he goes, and everyone's gifts are different. Sitting around the living room and opening gifts is one of Le Zhi's favorite activities.

What he got this time was a book written by Obi Sacks, the chief justice of the South African Constitution. It unfolded the process of the establishment of the constitution and the reform of the republic from a South African perspective, and discussed human rights, freedom and equality. Song Jin likes to buy books for his two children.

, especially Le Zhi Shi, he would read it himself every time, pick out the ones he thought were good, and write the words "Gift to Zhi Shi" on the title page, giving him an old-school, traditional sense of care.

"I have read it and think you will like it very much." Song Jin took a sip of tea, "I used to think that you were not very suitable for studying the Fa. You were too soft-tempered and too kind, but after reading this book, I also

The prejudice has been reversed. Now I think you are very suitable. This industry requires empathy, kindness and justice." His expression was kind and slightly proud, as if he was happy with the change in his mentality.

"Really?" Le Zhishi also became happy. He got a kind of father-like recognition from Song Jin, which was very important to him.

During the more than ten years of growth, Song Jin has played the role of half-father, working hard for their lives and giving them a very solid material foundation and emotional support.

"Yes." Although Le Zhishi didn't really ask, Song Jin still gave him a very clear answer. He put down the teacup, leaned on the sofa and looked at the paintings on the wall, "I sometimes feel that maybe it's because of you.

You grew up with me, and the environment of our family must have had an impact on your personality, which is why you are so gentle. If you had grown up with Le Yi, you might have been more cheerful, and maybe also a little adventurer."

Only when Song Jin talks about Le Zhishi's father, a complicated smile appears on his face. The corners of his mouth are raised, but his eyes are sad.

"He might be dissatisfied that I taught you to be too conservative." Song Jin said with a smile, "If it were him, he would probably take you hiking and snorkeling and teach you skiing, but I don't worry about your poor health. He

If I want you to play with those things, I will definitely have to have a big fight with him to make him be more honest and learn to be a reliable father. I told you this when you were just born, and he must have annoyed me to death.

.”

As he spoke, Song Jin fell into silence, staring at the clear tea soup in the tea cup, and finally patted his knees, "No more talking, it's time to eat, I'm going to see what delicious Xiao Rong made today.

of."

Looking at Song Jin's back, Le Zhishi fell into a feeling of sadness, but it was not because of himself.

Perhaps as far as he is concerned, his father has only existed for three years, and he could not establish a stable emotional foundation and memory archive as an infant. But for Song Jin, his father is a close friend who he grew up with, and is as close as a brother and sister.

The presence.

He doesn't know if his father is a reliable father, but he must be a very good friend.

The dinner table was still warm. Lin Rong baked a large sea salt Oreo cream cake. The Oreos were also homemade and topped with various berries that Le Zhishi loved to eat. The cake base was baked with rice flour and almond flour.

Made from chiffon, it is fluffy and soft, with a light nutty fragrance.

"This is a recipe I have tried four times. You guys absolutely like it. It is much fluffier than the cakes sold outside, and the texture is also very delicate. Try it." Lin Rong cut the largest piece and gave it to Le Zhi, "This year it is our

It’s Lele’s birthday at the beginning of October in her last year. May everything go well and be healthy.”

Song Jin nodded, "Yes, next year we will be the top 20 weaklings."

Lin Rong hit Song Jin, "Weakness is not a good word, you must be healthy and strong."

"It's easy to say you're healthy." Song Yu shook Le Zhi's wrists and arms, which were a little thinner than his. "It's hard to say strong."

"I'm quite strong, I have abdominal muscles." Le Zhishi lifted up the hem of his clothes to show Song Yu, but suddenly thought of something, he quickly pulled it off and ate with his ears red.

"The abdominal muscles are good, your brother's abdominal muscles are good." Lin Rong divided the cake and sat down, "Eat quickly, this rice cake is delicious, I will promote it in Yanghe Qizhe after your birthday.

Make it small and call it Lele Sea Salt Oreo Chiffon Cream."

"The name is a bit long."

"Hahaha, it seems so."

Picking up the fork and eating the first bite of cake while laughing, I suddenly discovered a fact that I had not noticed for many years.

For Chinese families, the dining table is a very special and sacred place. Adults often say, "Eat first, then talk after eating." and "Don't talk about unhappy things at the dinner table." No matter how difficult life is, the dining table is precious.

Utopia. Everyone shares food and also shares each other's lives.

In the Song family's utopia, wheat does not exist.

Only Le Zhishi is allergic, but in the past ten years, the four members of their family have eliminated this seemingly essential allergen for him.

If he didn't fall in love with his "brother", Le Zhishi would be the happiest child in the world.

In the evening, Song Jin watched the football game, and Lin Rong started knitting a sweater again. Le Zhi brought a cup of hot milk to the sofa, leaned on Lin Rong's shoulder meekly, and watched her knit a pair of sweaters with a very thin sweater.

Luorui. Song Yu came over with a book and sat on the sofa next to him to read.

"It's strange." Lin Rong raised her eyes and moved her shoulders to show Le Zhishi, "Your brother didn't practice in seclusion alone today."

Le Zhishi glanced at it and met Song Yu's gaze, which was looking up. He felt a little guilty, but he felt that the feeling of a family together was very happy.

"Maybe my brother misses you." Le Zhi leaned against Lin Rong's shoulder again.

"Really or not?" Lin Rong hooked the wool with her little finger, her expression a bit coquettish, "If you miss me, you won't tell me, so how do I know if you miss me?" After saying this, she deliberately winked at Song Yu, "

Learn from your dad, people have a mouth and want to talk."

Suddenly his name was called, and Father Song, who was focused on watching the game, didn't even hear the content, so he put his arm around Lin Rong's shoulders and asked in confusion, "What's wrong, Xiao Rong?"

Le Zhishi and Lin Rong both laughed. Song Yu looked like it had nothing to do with him and took a sip of the hot milk that Le Zhishi brought.

"It's nothing, I'm teasing your son." She stopped what she was doing and flattered Song Yu, "Tell me about you. With your appearance and temperament, if you were half as gentle and considerate as your father, what kind of person would you be?"

You have brought all the gods down to earth."

Le Zhi was a little shy for no reason and did not dare to say anything. Song Yu, who was drinking milk, choked on these words and coughed twice. The expression on his face stabilized slightly, and he lowered his head to turn over the book and said calmly:

"Comrade Song Jin has good looks and temperament, is gentle, considerate and considerate, but he can't even make an immortal come down to earth, let alone me."

After hearing this, Lin Rong didn't come over for a while. Then she thought something was wrong and put her hands on her knees. Seeing this posture, Le Zhishi immediately got up and touched her back, "Aunt Rong is a fairy after she descends to earth."

Lin Rong kicked Song Jin, "Your son mocks me every day, do you care about him?"

The live broadcast was reaching the match point. Song Jin couldn't pay attention to both sides, so he only listened briefly. He put his arms around his wife's shoulders and kissed her on the top of her head, "No matter what, you are the Queen Mother."

Lin Rong pushed him away, "What are you talking about? Just watch your ball."

Le Zhishi laughed so much that he collapsed on the sofa. He caught a glimpse of Song Yu's mouth with a smile. For a moment, he felt that their life was really good, and he wished that time would stop at this moment.

Seeing that Song Yu was still laughing, Lin Rong felt angry and amused, and finally let out a long sigh, "I think as picky as my Xiao Yu is, he wouldn't even look down on an immortal descending to earth. I don't know what kind of person he might look at?"

Le Zhishi pretended to be dead all the way, thinking that Song Yu was the same. Unexpectedly, he opened his mouth and looked down at the book with a calm look, "Forget it if you are a fairy."
Chapter completed!