I was always worried about Song Yu's hand injury. After returning home and resting for two days, Le Zhishi took him to the hospital for a check-up.

People were coming and going in the hospital, and Le Zhishi stood on the right side of Song Yu, protecting him for fear that he would be bumped. He made an appointment online three days ago and was assigned the number of a well-known orthopedic specialist, so he queued up

There were also a lot of people waiting for treatment. Le Zhi took Song Yu's left hand and led him over, and found an empty seat on the far left of the last row in the waiting area.

"Sit." Le Zhishi pointed to the seat and said to him.

Song Yu didn't intend to move, but simply said, "You sit down, I want to stand."

But he didn't have time to act cool for too long, and was directly pushed to his seat by Le Zhishi, "You are a patient."

Le Zhishi stood next to him, looking at the number on the display screen not far away, squinting, and said to Song Yu like a little adult, "We have to wait for two more."

"Hmm." Song Yu held Le Zhi's finger, stared down at the ring on his ring finger, and then pulled it in his direction without much movement. After several times, Le Zhi felt that he wanted her to get closer again.

a little.

"It's very close." Le Zhishi leaned against Song Yu's shoulder, lowered his head and whispered to him.

Song Yu raised his head without saying a word. The hand that was squeezing him loosened his grip, patted his knees, and raised his eyebrows, signaling for him to sit up.

There were people everywhere here. Le Zhi shook his head slightly, his ears were red, and whispered no.

Song Yu said seriously: "Okay, my legs are very comfortable."

Hearing this, Le Zhi covered his mouth in panic, pretending in embarrassment that he didn't hear anything.

The number on the display screen changed at this time, and the door of the consultation room opened. A girl wearing a thick winter uniform from a nearby high school was supported by a boy and jumped out. She probably had a sprained foot and raised her head.

My ankle was a little swollen and I was wearing cotton slippers.

The boy was carrying two schoolbags and holding a film in his hand.

"Are you still in class now?" Le Zhishi let go, stared at them while talking, pinched Song Yu's fingers, and murmured in a low voice, "You must be in your senior year of high school, it's so miserable."

Song Yu said nothing and rested his head on Le Zhishi's waist.

Le Zhishi's waist was very soft and his hands were soft. He placed them on Song Yu's face, then lowered his head and called his brother softly, "Did you not sleep well?"

He could feel that Song Yu couldn't sleep well at night, maybe because of the pain in his hand. He couldn't turn around with his arm fixed, so he could only lie on his back. Le Zhishi held his uninjured arm all night and pressed against him.

Because I was worried, I didn't sleep deeply and woke up early.

But Song Yu's voice was low and he said no.

He put his hand into his pocket and took out a pineapple-flavored toffee. He peeled off the milky yellow candy wrapper and handed the candy inside to Song Yu's mouth. He encouraged him in a coaxing tone, "This is delicious."

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Seeing Song Yu frowning in disgust, Le Zhishi was hurt and said: "I brought this specially for you because you need to see a doctor."

Song Yu finally ate the candy, and then asked him: "Why do you need to bring candy to the doctor?"

"Because you were like this before."

As a child, Le Zhi hated going to the doctor. He was scared and nervous every time he came to the hospital because he had to get injections almost every time he came. So sometimes he burst into tears as soon as he sat across from the doctor.

Song Yu was not very old at that time. He would always take out a few candies and stuff them into his hand, and then deliberately say: "I don't know where they come from. I hate eating candies the most. Here you go. Don't cry when you eat candies."

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Then Xiao Lezhi would be more receptive to seeing a doctor, and later developed this habit. Before entering the hospital, he would beg Song Yu pitifully to give him one pill in advance.

It was also strange at that time that Le Zhi would not eat the candy that Lin Rong brought, but only the one in Song Yu's hand. Once he forgot to bring it, and while his parents were waiting with Le Zhi, he went to the hospital quietly

He went to a small supermarket outside to buy some. There weren't many delicious toffee there, so Song Yu had to buy a pack of hard candies full of fruit flavor. Le Zhishi still ate them happily.

"That's because you really cried when you were sick when you were a child." Song Yu pretended to be troubled, "I can't help it."

However, Le Zhishi was not troubled by his pretended troubles. Thinking of his childhood, he felt happy and reached out to touch Song Yu's hair, which was no different from petting a cat when he was happy.

The two waiting people in the front row stood up and left, and the high school couple sat down, diagonally in front of Le Zhishi and Song Yu. The girl's voice was sweet, leaning on her boyfriend's shoulder, as if

behave in a spoiled manner.

Le Zhishi's eyes looked over there from time to time, and felt that this was not good. He looked back at Song Yu's face, and then whispered: "Is this puppy love?"

"What do you think?" Song Yu raised his head slightly and looked at him.

"Forget it..." Le Zhishi put her hand on his neck, fiddled with the white leash, and looked over there again.

Suddenly, he heard Song Yu speak and his eyes retracted.

"You made me lose the opportunity to experience puppy love." Song Yu spoke boldly, with a calm expression. His eyes widened when he looked at Le Zhi, and he continued, "Otherwise, it will be as early as possible."

Le Zhi blushed a little when he said it, and retorted calmly, "...it's not too early."

"Really?" Song Yu raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, "You are the one who wants to be my sister-in-law in kindergarten."

When Black History appeared, Le Zhishi subconsciously covered his mouth again. Song Yu, who had lost the right to speak, pecked and kissed Le Zhishi's palm twice, and then grabbed his hand when Le Zhishi retracted his hand in panic.

She lowered her head and kissed his wrist, then held it to prevent him from leaving.

After just two such simple kisses, Le Zhishi's heartbeat became abnormal. He tried to divert his attention by observing others. He looked at the high school couple and saw the girl raising her head and speaking in a very cute tone.

Talk to your boyfriend, "Honey, I want to eat ice cream later."

Le Zhishi's eyes widened in shock. As if he had guessed that he would be very surprised, Song Yu looked at him specifically, with a half-smile on his face, and teased: "What's your expression?"

There was no mirror here, so Le Zhishi didn't know what his expression was now. He raised his hand and touched his face, then squatted down next to Song Yu's knees and whispered to him, "She just called him husband..."

He thought Song Yu didn't hear it.

Song Yu's reaction was very dull, "Yeah."

"She is still so young." Le Zhishi opened her big eyes with innocence.

You're not even twenty yet.

"You can't call me husband only after you get married." Song Yu told him, "It's just a nickname." He originally wanted to say, "Just like you call me brother," but then he thought about it, and it was true that Le Zhishi called him brother.

I think he is an older brother.

Le Zhi said softly, okay, and rested his chin on Song Yu's knees, observing the boy. Sure enough, he acted very shy, his ears and neck were red, but he looked very happy.

The number changed again on the display screen, and the nurse standing at the door of the consultation room shouted: "Is the 29th here?"

Le Zhi immediately stood up and said, "Yes."

Fortunately for him, Song Yu's injury was not as serious as he thought. Just like when Song Yu's wrist was injured in his senior year of high school, Le Zhishi searched a lot of information about fractures on the Internet. The more he read, the more frightened he became, and he could hardly sleep.

At this moment, he was standing next to Song Yu like a legal guardian, constantly asking the doctor many questions, leaving Song Yu with no chance to interrupt. He only let go when he heard the expert said that if you take good care of yourself for three months, everything would be fine.

I felt so grateful and thanked you profusely.

He took Song Yu to get the medicine. When queuing, he asked Song Yu to stand far away, fearing that people would come and squeeze him, so he queued alone. The two looked at each other from a distance, and they were happy to use some strange body movements.

The action of talking to Song Yu looks very silly.

"We will come back for a reexamination in two weeks." Le Zhi led Song Yu out of the hospital. The weather was still very cold after the New Year. He called a car, stood on the roadside and waited for a while, and called three times in a row.

He sneezed and was pulled into Song Yu's arms to cover him for a while.

Sitting in the back seat, Le Zhishi also observed Song Yu's film in a serious manner, "Human bones are so thin." After saying that, he touched the cracks on it with some distress, and then touched Song Yu's hand.

With plastered hands, he whispered a prayer as if casting a spell, "Grow it up quickly."

Song Yu thought he was cute, so he lowered his head and kissed the top of Le Zhishi's hair.

Le Zhi felt that his plaster was white and suitable for drawing something on. Suddenly, he heard Song Yu say, "Professor He has suspended my mission for half a year."

"Half a year?" Le Zhishi said softly, "A long time."

"Well, I'll take advantage of this time to publish more papers. He also said that next month he will replace the surveying and mapping vehicle with a better shock-proof effect and a special area for instruments, so as to avoid injuries."

"That's good." Le Zhishi rested his head on Song Yu's shoulder and felt the driver glance back at him from the rearview mirror, but Le Zhishi didn't take it to heart.

"When we actually participate in emergency surveying and mapping work, the level of safety measures is very high." Song Yu explained, "This time we really caught up with an accident unprepared. When Professor He worked before, he was always in

The risk is relatively low if you rush after the disaster, and you basically control the drone in the measurement and control vehicle."

Hearing Song Yu explain so much, Le Zhi felt a little distressed for no reason. Even after so many days, Song Yu would still explain to him intentionally or unintentionally, telling him that this job was actually not as dangerous as he imagined.

"I know, this time it was really sudden. You went to the battlefield without preparation. Fortunately, there was no danger." Le Zhi leaned against him very dependently, "Song Yu, I'm not so scared anymore."

"Yeah?"

"Well, people always have to grow up." Le Zhishi smiled, "And I know you will take good care of yourself for me."

Song Yu also showed a faint smile. He promised, "I will," and then said to Le Zhishi, "Don't grow up in front of me."

This is a very unrealistic idea, but Song Yu really thinks so. He hopes that Le Zhishi will always be straightforward and childish in front of him, ask him for whatever he wants, and rely on him to the greatest extent, even if it means taking care of each other.

, he also wanted Le Zhishi to always look after him like a child pretending to be an adult, clumsy and cute.

There is nowhere to vent the helplessness and hardship of adults. Song Yu just wants to be a shelter for Le Zhishi's childlike innocence, so that he can cry and laugh as much as he wants in his arms.

When they got home, they discovered that the sticky note stuck on the entrance cabinet was left by Lin Rong.

[We are going to attend my little sister’s birthday party and we won’t be back.]

Song Yu couldn't help complaining, "How old are you? You're still a little sister."

Le Zhishi thought in his heart that Aunt Rong was always like a little girl because she was spoiled by Uncle Song. Although he also wanted to be spoiled by Song Yu, he couldn't do it now. Song Yu was still a wounded person.

"Brother, I'll cook."

Seeing that he was looking very interested, he took off his coat and threw it directly on the sofa. Song Yu walked towards him with a slight doubt, "Are you sure?"

He had a bad premonition. After all, Le Zhishi, who had always been handy, had no talent in cooking. And because of Lin Rong and Song Yu, he had never done it before, so his experience value was basically zero.

"Yes." Le Zhishi's attitude was affirmative. He put on an apron and saw Lin Rong making pork ribs and lotus root soup in the kitchen. It was still hot, so he asked Song Yu in the restaurant, "Can I scramble another egg for you?"

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Song Yu wanted to persuade him not to do it, but Le Zhishi was quicker and cracked the eggs, turned his back to him and whispered, and then picked something from the porcelain bowl containing the eggs with his chopsticks.
To be continued...