Song Yu always said things he didn't understand, which he discovered when he was a child.

No matter how many times, he would always try to figure out what Song Yu really wanted to express, so much so that he was completely distracted when ordering food. Xia Zhixu, who was sitting opposite, called his name several times, which made him happy.

Only then did he come back to his senses.

"What?"

Xia Zhixu smiled and said, "Would you like a drink?"

Le Zhishi shook his head, "I just drank milk tea."

"That's it." Xia Zhixu lowered his head and looked at the menu, "Then I want two green citrus colas. This Daifuku looks good, I want one, as well as Nagasaki cake, matcha red bean dorayaki..."

Song Yu stopped, "Are you here for Japanese food or dessert?"

Xia Zhixu smiled while holding the menu, "Xu Qichen has low blood sugar and can eat sweets. I'm used to going out to eat with him. I'm sorry."

After that, he moved the menu to Lezhi and said, "Lele, what do you want to eat? The ramen here is good."

"He's allergic to wheat and can't eat noodles." Song Yu glanced at the menu, selected the dishes that Le Zhi didn't seem to dislike among the available dishes, and ordered them on his own.

"It's so miserable." Xia Zhixu counted all the wheat products he knew, "That doesn't mean you can't even drink beer."

"Underage people are not allowed to drink alcohol." Xu Qichen poured a cup of barley tea for Le Zhishi, pushed it over, and smiled at him, "There is no flour in Dafu. It is made of glutinous rice skin wrapped with fruit and cream. You should like it."

Le Zhi also smiled, "Well, I like glutinous rice."

In fact, Le Zhishi also likes these two seniors very much. Although they are not from the same school and have only met once, neither of them showed excessive affection in conversation or eye contact.

Curiosity and inquiring psychology, and very friendly, are maintained at a very delicate balance point, which makes people feel very comfortable when they are happy to know.

The waiter brought up the Green Citrus Coke and two glasses filled with ice cubes. Xia Zhi thanked him, but did not give him Xu Qichen's share directly. Instead, he poured the ice cubes from one of the glasses into the other.

inside.

This action seemed to make Xu Qichen dissatisfied, but his dissatisfaction was just looking at Xia Zhixu and frowning.

"Then leave a piece for you?" Xia Zhixu raised his wrist and left the last piece of ice in the cup. The bell jingled, "Drink less ice. If you eat spicy food later, your stomach will hurt."

Trouble."

Xu Qichen didn't say anything. After Xia Zhixu finished speaking, he poured out the soda and put the cup with only a piece of ice in Xu Qichen's hand.

Le Zhishi watched every move of these two people the whole time, feeling a little confused, but even the doubts were very vague. He also had friends, such as Jiang Yufan, and had seen friends and friends together, but the two people in front of him were

People are different.

There seems to be a kind of transparent thread connecting them, from finger to finger, from the corner of the mouth to the corner of the mouth, from eyebrow to eyebrow, everywhere. The threads are entangled, pulling one person's hair and moving the other person's whole body.

How strange. Compared with such a wonderful connection, it is even stranger that Le Zhi found that he could detect this connection.

Xia Zhixu took a sip of Coke and wrinkled his face because of the sour green tangerine in it. He looked at Song Yu and said, "You did well in the midterm exam. I heard they said you are very good at math."

"It's not bad." Song Yu chatted with him about science and technology problems, and Xu Qichen ate ramen in silence.

The waiter served a flame-grilled sushi with six different flavors. Le Zhishi picked a piece of Song Yu's favorite sweet shrimp sushi and put it in his bowl. He ate the avocado sushi in one bite and poured it on top.

Sliced ​​avocado with soy sauce and salad dressing is covered with firm and sweet vinegar rice balls. Although it is plain, it has a smooth and dense texture after being grilled with a gun, with a little caramel aroma, and it melts in your mouth as soon as you take a sip.

"Is it delicious?" Xu Qichen asked.

Le Zhishi nodded while chewing, and saw Xia Zhixu taking one and giving it to Xu Qichen, "You will know after you try it, eat more."

Xu Qichen added, "Lele's food tastes delicious."

Le Zhi swallowed the food in his mouth, "Because I'm allergic, I can't eat a lot of delicious food. There's very little I can eat. I have to taste it carefully and eat more so that I won't be at a disadvantage compared to others."

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Song Yu took a sip of tea and said, "Greedy is also unreasonable."

Xia Zhixu agreed very much with Le Zhishi's statement. He touched his cup with his and revealed his tiger teeth with a smile, "I like this statement. People who respect and enjoy food are particularly cute."

Song Yu poured another cup of hot tea and asked Le Zhishi to drink it. Le Zhishi wanted to have something to eat, so he responded twice, but he didn't drink it until it was half cold. In the end, Song Yu drank it and poured another cup.

New, "If you don't drink, you won't be able to eat even one bite of the dessert."

Le Zhi had no choice but to swallow the crab meat tamagoyaki in his mouth, and drank it in small sips while holding the teacup in both hands.

"You are a very evil brother." Xia Zhixu gave Lezhi a piece of pan-fried foie gras sushi, "Lele will eat this with apple slices on top. It's delicious."

Le Zhi said thank you and took a bite according to Xia Zhixu's method. He originally didn't like animal liver and would not eat foie gras in Lin Rong's restaurant, but under the current situation, he felt that it would not be good to refuse.

But after taking a bite, I realized that it was completely different from what I imagined.

The taste of foie gras is very dense, even a bit similar to the texture of a densely pressed heavy cheesecake, but the taste is the aroma of animal fat brought out by black pepper and rock salt, and the taste is mellow. The apple slices balance the greasiness well, and the combination is refreshing.

The chewy vinegar rice is unexpectedly delicious.

"It's delicious." Le Zhishi raised his head and smiled at Xia Zhixu, his eyes bright.

"Yeah, brother doesn't lie."

Sure enough, preconceived prejudices are likely to lead to misses and regrets.

While he was concentrating on eating, the three senior high school students had already talked about the college entrance examination from the competition, as if this was indeed an unavoidable topic.

Listening to their conversation, Le Zhishi couldn't help but interject, "Senior Xia, have you decided on your ambition?"

Xia Zhixu, who was suddenly asked, raised his head slightly and thought for a moment, "I quite want to learn computers. As for where to study..." He leaned on Xu Qichen's shoulder, "I will go wherever Xu Qichen goes, we all say

Okay, I guess I’m going to Beijing.”

Xu Qichen put down the steamed tea bowl in his hand, pushed his head away from his shoulders, and said in a low voice, "Who told you this?"

His ears were red. He discovered it when he was happy to know.

He turned to look at Song Yu, "Brother Song Yu, what about you?"

Song Yu lowered his eyes, "I didn't think about it."

The assorted tempura platter was served. It was a big plate of crispy and fragrant shrimps, fried crab legs, fried green pumpkin, fried squid and fried shiitake mushrooms. Just looking at it made me want to die. It was so cold.

A wet and rainy day is the best time to eat crispy and hot fried food, but the ones in Japanese restaurants are all covered in flour, and he can't even eat a bite.

Hearing Song Yu's answer, Xia Zhixu smiled and said, "Don't one-third of your Peiya students go abroad every year and do not take the college entrance examination?"

Song Yu said: "Not that much, it's an exaggeration."

Xu Qichen also asked: "Are you going abroad? Do you also have to prepare for exams now?"

"Not necessarily." His answer was vague.

Hearing the word "go abroad", Le Zhishi, who was already suffering from tempura, suddenly became even more depressed. Is it possible for Song Yu to go abroad to study at university? How many years does it take to study at a foreign university? Is it only possible during vacation?

Returning to China? How many holidays can I take in a year?

In just a few seconds, he actually thought of the scene where he was alone in high school and Song Yu was studying abroad and having a party.

"Why are you so dazed? Don't want to eat?" Song Yu asked.

Le Zhishi shook his head and said, "I want something to eat." After saying that, he took a piece of fried shrimp tempura for Song Yu and ate a small piece of cold seaweed with chopsticks.

"Lele wants to go straight to the middle school, right?" Xu Qichen asked.

"Come to Jingjian," Xia Zhixu teased him, "Jingjian canteen is delicious."

However, Le Zhishi said, "Peiya doesn't make up classes and has many extracurricular activities."

"That's true, I don't want to make up classes either."

Le Zhi thought again that no matter where he went to high school, he would be separated from Song Yu. No matter where he went to college, he would not be able to see each other every day. If he really went abroad, in a few years, he didn't know when he would be able to see her again.

Bye now.

The more I thought about it, the more bored I became, and I couldn't eat anymore. It had been raining outside for almost two hours, and it finally stopped. Xia Zhixu insisted on buying the order, saying that Song Yu would owe him a meal and find a chance to get it back.

Come. Song Yu didn't refuse, and he and Le Zhishi stood behind and waited for them.

Song Yu unconsciously looked forward, and saw Xia Zhixu leaning on the front desk, and Xu Qichen standing next to him, very close. The backs of their hanging hands seemed to rub against each other, and their fingertips seemed to be touching.

But the next moment, they separated again. Xia Zhixu put his hand against the seam of his trousers, wiped it, and stuffed it into his jacket pocket unnaturally and unsmoothly. Xu Qichen curled his fingers into his palm, moved them further away, and his face

hang down.

Song Yu turned his eyes away and looked at Le Zhi again. In the past, he had a satisfied expression on his face after eating delicious food, but today he was unhappy. Song Yu thought for a while and said to him, "Today's Goddess

Luo Bian."

Le Zhi raised his head, his big eyes illuminated clearly and brightly by the lights in the store.

Song Yu added: "I haven't used up the rice noodles I bought last time. I'll fry some at home tomorrow."

In the past, Le Zhishi would have said yes with a smile and a look of expectation. But today, Song Yu had already said this, and Le Zhishi just nodded and faced the street outside the glass door.

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Song Yu frowned, but the two of them had already settled the bill and returned. Xia Zhixu even joked, "I see you are suffering so much every day, so let's go."

One group of them lived in Hankou, and the other group lived in Wuchang. They couldn't get along, so they separated after crossing the gate and entering the station. Song Yu took Le Zhishi to the car to go home. There were many fewer people on the subway than before, but there were still no seats.

Song Yu went in and found a hanging ring to hold on to, and asked Le Zhishi to stand next to the pillar.

The subway was moving, and the billboards flashing past the window always made people daze. When Le Zhi looked at Song Yu and him reflected on the glass, they were half a head apart.
To be continued...