As soon as he heard this, Le Zhishi suddenly felt sore in his nose, as if he had been pinched by someone. The tears that had been held in for a long time could not help but surge out.

He first stubbornly wiped away tears with one hand, and then used another hand. In the end, both hands couldn't wipe them clean, and the tears flowed more and more. He simply turned around, pushed Song Yu, pushed him to his back in his direction, and then put his forehead on his forehead and cried. His shoulders trembled slightly. He cried so hard that he buried his head on the pillow and forced himself to stop making a sound.

Song Yu didn't say anything, letting him cry, but later he turned around as if he had exhausted his patience, took off Le Zhishi's eye mask, and took him into his arms, his tone did not look like comfort at all.

"You must get my bed dirty before you can be content."

Le Zhishi retorted in a crying voice, "You made me cry."

Song Yu didn't say anything, and he still looked very bad at coaxing people. Le Zhishi buried his head in his shoulder, and now he didn't dare to wipe his nose. He burped and asked intermittently: "Don't the clothes be dirty?"

你是真的很爱问问题.

宋煜沉声说:“脏了你洗.”

Now Le Zhishi started crying unscrupulously, and the crying sounded like he was when he was a child. Song Yu lay quietly, his eyes empty. In this scene, both of them were a little unfamiliar with their adolescence, but they often hugged each other like this when they were young. For Song Yu, childhood, Le Zhishi was just a noisy little toy, following him like a clockwork, like the little duck among cats and mice that could not be shaken off, but as long as he hugs, he would calm down and fall asleep quickly.

After falling asleep, he became very obedient, like a doll as the adults described.

When Le Zhishi grew up, he seemed to fall asleep when he was awake, very obedient, not crying casually, and was sensible and pleasing. Adolescent children were ashamed to cry as if their worries were not worthy of being called troubles, not worth mentioning, and insignificant, as if they were said with the pretentious and thoughtfulness. Only in front of Song Yu, Le Zhishi could be released without any burden.

The crying sounded a little less, Le Zhishi kept sucking his nose, and the tacit understanding made Song Yu guess that he was going to speak, so he was careful. Unexpectedly, he actually touched Song Yu's arm, took his hand and placed it on his back, and made a small request with a nasal voice, "Can you pat my back?"

Song Yu did not refuse, raised his hand and patted him gently. Le Zhishi looked up at him, "What I said is not a unit of quantity."

"Yeah." Song Yu responded, patted his hand gently, and asked, "Are you still wronged?"

Their understanding of each other is accessible, and Le Zhishi can quickly understand and give the answer, "It's not particularly wronged. What he said is the fact. Maybe he can't figure out why he was beaten by me." Speaking of this, Le Zhishi actually burst into tears and laughed, "But bullying classmates is the one who deserves to be beaten. You don't know, he kicks others with his feet."

Song Yu's lips tense, "Don't participate in this kind of thing again in the future."

"Oh." Le Zhishi closed his eyes again, as if he had crawled into a warm cocoon and empty his brain. He spoke gently, "Actually, I almost don't remember what my parents look like."

Song Yu took a photo of him, "Your bedside table is not showing photos."

"The photos won't move, real people are different from photos." Le Zhishi asked, "Have you seen them?"

"See." Song Yu thought of their names and recalled the first scene when they got married. On a beach, there were not many guests. He was one of the flower girls. He should not remember anything at that time, but he was very impressed by surprise.

That was his initial feeling about a beautiful marriage.

But most beautiful things are fragile.

"They are very good people." Song Yu patted Le Zhishi's thin back, "Your mother is beautiful, the macaroni is delicious, she speaks very softly, and she knows a little Chinese. Your father is very funny, and the birthday gift he gave me is the most special thing I have ever received."

Le Zhishi rubbed his shoulder, his tone of speech was a little vague, and he felt like he was about to fall asleep, "What gift?"

"A map he's hand-drawn, marking the places he's been to," said Song Yu, "He said, look at the world more."

He also said that they can go together in the future if they have marked other places.

"He didn't even draw it for me." Le Zhishi hugged him tighter.

Perhaps he planned to unlock new achievements before drawing them for him. Song Yu thought, maybe after reaching that peak, but he couldn't say it. Just after taking pictures like this, Le Zhishi gradually fell asleep. Song Yu tried to let go of his arms, and Cole Zhishi seemed to be able to sense something. He could even pull back a little bit.

It's so old that coaxing him to sleep is still a very laborious job.

Le Zhishi slept soundly. When the alarm clock rang, he was the only one in the bed. The lunch break was very short, and it had only been over ten minutes after looking at the watch, but it seemed that it was full of electricity. He lay in Song Yu's quilt for a while and rolled around with the quilt for half a circle, wrapped himself up, rolled back, and untied himself.

Very comfortable.

Two knocks on the door came, and Le Zhishi raised his head and saw Song Yu, who had changed into another school uniform, standing at the door, neatly putting his school uniform and tie, "Let's go."

"Oh, right away."

Standing at the entrance of the entrance, Le Zhishi specifically checked his appearance in the mirror. His eyes were indeed swollen. Fortunately, they were big enough, otherwise they would have been ugly. The corners of his mouth seemed to be a little better than before, Le Zhishi licked it.

What a bitter medicinal smell.

Song Yu took him to school. The fragrance of fried chestnuts on the road drifted far away. While waiting for the red light, Le Zhishi jumped out of his bicycle and bought a large bag. He sat in the back seat and ate very deliciously. When he arrived at the school gate, Song Yu parked the car. When he turned around, he saw Qin Yan, who had just stopped the car and smiled with a humble smile. The other party shook his head and seemed to have broken something good.

"You boy dove me again for your younger brother."

"Shut up." Song Yu turned around and was about to leave, but he forgot that there was a Le Zhishi next to him, and he suddenly hit him. Le Zhishi took a step back, and the fried chestnut bag in his hand was knocked out, but he grabbed it tightly.

"It hurts." Le Zhishi covered his elbow with his hand, and there were bruises on it from daytime fighting.

Qin Yan stepped forward as if he had seen a treasure and held Le Zhishi's shoulder, "Oh, let me see our family's glorious record. It's so amazing. I didn't believe it when they said it at the beginning."

Le Zhishi looked up at him and said seriously: "This is not a glorious thing."

"Puff." Qin Yan couldn't help laughing, and his laughter became more and more intense. "Your brother is too obedient and he knows that fighting is not a good thing."

Song Yu was too lazy to pay attention to him and said to Le Zhishi, "Don't stay in the classroom after evening self-study. If you want to do your homework and memorize words, come to our fifth floor activity room."

There is an activity room on each floor of the high school department, which is specially prepared for students who want to memorize during self-study time.

"Really?" Le Zhishi was so proud that the corner of his mouth hurt so much that it hurt. He then covered his mouth, "Can I go?"

"Of course, just report my name..." Qin Yan wanted to hold Le Zhishi, and Le Zhishi came out and returned to Song Yu, causing him to frighten, "Eh?"

Song Yu glanced at him, "You go in."

Le Zhishi nodded and walked obediently into the school gate. After walking for a few steps, he turned back as if he remembered something. He stuffed a paper bag containing fried chestnuts into Song Yu's hand. Hearing Song Yu say "Wait for me to get out of school", he nodded, threw down the words "I can't finish it" and left.

The bag was heavy. When Song Yu opened it, he saw that it was covered with peeled chestnuts, golden, round and warm.

"Oh, I really have a younger brother..."

"Shut up."-

Maybe he knew that he could go to the fifth floor opposite after the evening self-study. Le Zhishi was in a good mood all afternoon, although more than five people came over to feel sorry for his face.

As soon as the evening self-study was over, he began to pack his schoolbag, which was different from what Jiang Yufan thought. Jiang Yufan quickly pulled the bag and ran to the fourth group, "You won't leave here to do your homework tonight."

"Um."

Jiang Yufan heard a very obvious emotion from this uh, just like the "An" that some people like to use in online chats. Le Zhishi now has such an upward tone, with a small nasal sound.

"Then let's go back together. I'm hungry and want to eat hot dry noodles. I don't know if I'm going to have a stall today."

"But I'm going to study at the activity room on the fifth floor opposite." Le Zhishi showed a sorry expression on his face, "We can walk through the corridor together."

I see.

Le Zhishi climbed up to the fifth floor, and the activity room was next to Song Yu's classroom. It happened that the senior high school was also resting during class, and there were many people standing in the corridor. Le Zhishi's junior high school uniform was particularly conspicuous.

"Hey, this is not Song Yu's..."

Recognized by someone, Le Zhishi suddenly realized that his eyes were blushed. He lowered his head and walked over quickly, entered the activity room, but did not even look into Song Yu's squad.

The activity room was not big, with eight desks, two small sofas, and a whiteboard. What surprised Lezhishi was that there was a girl wearing a junior high school uniform like him. She looked familiar and seemed to be from the third year of junior high school. As soon as Lezhishi picked up a place by the window and sat down, he saw Qin Yan walking in, holding the bunch of snacks in his hand, and putting it on his table, "Lele, eat something when you are hungry."

"Thank you, Brother Qin Yan."

Before he could say a few words, the bell rang and Qin Yan returned to the classroom. Le Zhishi looked at the snacks on the table and once again found the box of cheese-flavored yogurt. He didn't eat anything else, but just poked the yogurt and took a big mouthful.

"classmate."

When he heard someone talking, Le Zhishi raised his head. It was the junior high school girl he noticed just now. Le Zhishi raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

"Are you Le Zhishi?" The girl ran over with her own vocabulary book in her arms, as if she was quite familiar. "You helped Cheng Mingming, who was in our class this morning, is so handsome."

Le Zhishi was a little embarrassed and leaned on the back of the chair, "It's not actually..."

"Don't be humble, you're famous, so many girls in our class are praising you."

Seeing that she seemed to keep talking, Le Zhishi tried to change the topic, "Why are you here? Don't you go home?"

The girl laughed, "I, I'll study here and wait for my boyfriend to finish class."

Male, boyfriend?

Looking at Le Zhishi's wide eyes, the girl asked again, "Where are you?"
Chapter completed!