Le Zhishi didn't know how he did this.

Thoughts seemed to come out of my mind naturally, along with the scene where Song Yu hugged him. But after really getting into his arms, Le Zhishi woke up from the shock of Song Yu's heartbeat and felt like he was crazy.

The thunder sound struck again, and Le Zhishi, who had originally wanted to leave, subconsciously grabbed Song Yu's clothes.

He heard Song Yu's voice, confused.

"What did you say?"

Sure enough, I don't remember it.

Le Zhishi felt unwilling to accept it for nothing. In fact, hugging was not a big deal for them. When they were young, Song Yu often hugged him. When he was in elementary school, it rained heavily. Song Yu, who was a child, would pick him up so that he could hang him on his body like a koala and not step on the rain.

Although he is not allowed to sleep when thunderstorm, Song Yu will take the initiative to hug him when he is sad. Hugs are a silent comfort.

Le Zhishi was used to these things, but he was just worried about Song Yu's embrace in his sleep.

He was obviously the one being hugged, but the proactive party remembered nothing.

If someone else is by his side, will he turn over and hold it in his arms?

"I didn't lie, that's it." Le Zhishi repeated it stubbornly, raised his head buried in his chest, and looked at Song Yu's eyes.

The distance was so close that even in the dark, he could vaguely see Song Yu's face and feel that he was frowning.

"I don't think you are lying." Song Yu's heartbeat was faster than Le Zhishi imagined, and the vibration was amplified in the dark, "I just don't remember anything like this happened."

After saying that, he paused and said, "Sorry, I didn't have much consciousness when I fell asleep."

Le Zhishi gradually let go of his hand and took the initiative to withdraw from Song Yu's arms as the next white light flashed. He suddenly figured it out and guessed that Song Yu just regarded him as a pillow or quilt on the bed, which was not a great thing in itself.

"Don't apologize, I'll just give an example."

Hugs don't represent anything.

Through a few centimeters of space, Le Zhishi confessed his thoughts to Song Yu, "I actually like the feeling of holding me very much, and I feel very safe." As if I was afraid of being criticized, Le Zhishi quickly admitted it himself, "But this is very strange, I know."

Song Yu was very quiet, but when he heard him say this, he touched his shoulder through the quilt.

This action made Le Zhishi feel encouraged. He faced each other and looked at Song Yu's eyes again, "Can you hold me this night?"

He began to rationalize his requirements, just like when he wanted to eat something, he would logically and clearly show various motivations. "The thunder outside is constantly stopping, and I can't sleep, and it will feel safer when I hold it. I'll fall asleep quickly, and you don't have to worry about me and ignore me. This is a special situation. I won't sleep in the same bed with you every day, nor will it be a thunderstorm every night."

Feeling that Song Yu did not refuse at the first time, Le Zhishi approached a little, "You don't have to move, I just stick to you, I won't sleep with your arm."

Song Yu suddenly felt a little funny, but he couldn't laugh. He could no longer tell whether he was willing to think Le Zhishi was naive or that he really couldn't grow up.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, stroked Le Zhishi's hair, and then stopped on his side, covering his ears very gently.

But no matter what, Song Yu didn't want to make Le Zhishi even more confused and confused, so he repeated it again.

"No matter what example you give, I'm not in love, this is a fact."

Le Zhishi's eyes were closed, and he looked very obedient and obedient, "What if you are in love, will you let me know?"

"Do you want to know?" Song Yu blurted out a little, and after asking, he regretted it a little.

Le Zhishi didn't know whether he wanted to think about it or not. He didn't want to be kept in the dark, but it might not be uncomfortable if he knew about it. He didn't really want his brother to give it to others.

Sharing the distance between the same pillow, the breathing of the two people also blends in the air. Song Yu was waiting for Le Zhishi's answer in this quiet and tormenting atmosphere, but what he waited for was Le Zhishi's words.

"My deskmate is a girl, and she also has an older brother." Le Zhishi added specifically, "It's his own brother."

"She complained to me before that she hasn't been at home often since her brother fell in love. She used to take her to Happy Valley or eat a lot of delicious food during holidays, but now he will deliberately keep a distance from her, afraid that his girlfriend will be unhappy."

Le Zhishi said, as if she was not angry enough, she took a long breath with her eyes closed, her voice dull, "This year, her brother got married and moved out to have his own family, and it will be difficult for her to see him after that. I told her, you can go find him." With the words, his eyelashes trembled slightly, "but she said she had found her. She was in her brother's new home, and she looked like an outsider who was a guest. In fact, this is normal. From another perspective, no one wants his lover to share his feelings with others. So my deskmate also said that as long as he gets used to it, it's good."

Song Yu listened silently to him and thought of Le Zhishi when he was a child. At that time, he was innocent and childish, cute and serious, and had no taboos. But now similar topics appear again, and he can't describe them in his tone at that time.

"We will do this in the future." Lightning flashed, illuminating Le Zhishi's face pale. The thunder fell, and he seemed to wake up and denied himself: "Brothers and sisters are like this, we will only be even more alienated in the future. I am not your brother or younger brother."

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Song Yu always felt that Le Zhishi was about to cry, and his heart was a little nervous. His resistance to his sins and selfishness finally lost to his empathy for Le Zhishi. He pulled Le Zhishi into his arms like self-giving, "No."

Le Zhishi didn't believe it very much, "It was you who said it, people can easily get separated. I believe this more and more now." He closed his eyes, put his chin on Song Yu's shoulder, and asked as if he was talking to himself, "Why are we not brothers."

Song Yu put his hand on his back and hugged him tightly after lightning. He was helpless and asked Le Zhishi, "Why do you want to be my brother?"

"Because social relationships are very fragile." Le Zhishi wrapped his bra around Song Yu's waist, "But if it is a brother, even if other relationships are cut off, the blood relationship will be endless."

Hearing this sentence, Song Yu felt that Le Zhishi was both naive and cruel.

He had long understood his selfishness, so he never expected to be brothers with Le Zhishi for a moment. He hoped that they would have nothing to do with each other and were strangers who met by chance.

It is best not to mix any other emotions in this relationship. He will reduce some burden, and will not think of his parents when hugging him, and will not bear the eyes of others when holding hands.

I will not be able to tell what kind of feelings Le Zhishi has towards him, nor will I have too much luck.

Seeing that Song Yu stopped talking, Le Zhishi touched his back and his tone became more relaxed, "Am I very strange?"

What’s strange is not the time when you know it, it should be their state.

Song Yu did not answer, and Le Zhishi said again: "Do you think I am very perverted?"

This sentence almost made Song Yu, who was in the sadness, laughed in a low voice, "No." He whispered, "No." and just touched Le Zhishi's hair very upright, "That's what you were when you were a child."

Le Zhishi asked why in confusion and fatigue. Song Yu said, "Maybe it was because you established a close dependence on me when you were a child. Generally speaking, it was an emotional relationship between children and parents. There were also brothers and sisters. The situation was special, and your attachment object became me, so you would feel anxious about separation. In fact, it is normal. Some people are old and will still feel sad if they leave their parents."

Listening to his words, Le Zhishi felt very at ease. His thinking power decreased significantly under the interference of sleepiness. He only grasped the keyword of separation anxiety. He thought it made sense. Separating from Song Yu would really make him anxious, so he hugged Song Yu and rubbed him in his arms, which seemed to be acting coquettish, "Then can you not be too far away from me? Can you go home more?"

Song Yu's body stiffened for a few seconds, and he felt that he was not his own at all.

But he felt that giving Le Zhishi a promise would make him sleep easier.

"Um."

"Really? So in the future?"

Obviously, when Song Yu was happy when he heard Le Zhishi, he couldn't help but nod.

Le Zhishi buried his head again and was about to fall asleep. He found that he could actually easily get what he wanted from Song Yu. Song Yu seemed difficult to get close to, but he was actually a person who was easy to compromise.

He said good night softly, and Le Zhishi closed his eyes with peace of mind.

The rain kept falling unscrupulously, very noisy. Song Yu's palm never left Le Zhishi's tilt until the thunder completely disappeared and Le Zhishi's breathing became stable. Song Yu put down his hand and gently placed it on Le Zhishi's waist.

Late night is the time when human will is weakest, and it is easy to make some impulsive choices. So Song Yu also indulged for a second. He lowered his head and kissed Le Zhishi's hair very gently.

No one knew about this kiss except the rain outside the window.

When it was almost dawn, Le Zhishi woke up in a daze and found that Song Yu did not leave after he fell asleep. He was very happy. The single bed was too cramped, and his waist was a little sore. He lay in his arms with his eyes closed for a while. He felt a little hot. He turned around and leaned his forehead against the wall.

In his sleep, Song Yu felt the movement of turning over and moved, subconsciously hugging Le Zhishi from behind, and his entire back was wrapped safely, fitting together comfortably and safely.

The second time Le Zhishi woke up was 7:30, and it was very bright outside. He covered his head with a quilt, remembered Song Yu's instructions, and pulled it down a little.

Later, I realized that there was less person on the bed. Le Zhishi narrowed his eyes and turned over, lay down, stretched out an arm and shook it outside the railing, calling Song Yu's name in ambiguous and exhausted manner.

I don’t know how many times he repeated it, but he finally heard some movement. He raised his head with great difficulty, opened his eyes, and saw Song Yu walk out of the bathroom and bring the door. Le Zhishi rubbed his eyes, lay on Song Yu’s pillow, and said lazily: “Why do you have to take a shower in the morning…”

Song Yu seemed to have not expected Le Zhishi to wake up so early. He was a little surprised when he saw him, but he quickly recovered, "It's better to wake up quickly."

He also wanted to let Le Zhishi take a short time and buy breakfast by himself. Unexpectedly, Le Zhishi took the initiative to climb up. He had never stayed in the room and was very unskilled in the ladder. Song Yu stood aside and was ready to help him at any time.

However, he failed to get started. Le Zhishi landed safely and stepped on the tiles barefoot. Song Yu ordered him to wear slippers, but Le Zhishi quickly stepped on the slippers, stretching his waist, and saying like a qualified scholar: "I want to take a shower, too." After that, he headed to the bathroom.

Song Yu glanced at his back helplessly, then lowered his head and picked up the watch on the table and put it on his wrist. Then, as if he suddenly thought of something, he looked back at the bathroom, and then regretted it in advance.

Sure enough, Le Zhishi, who turned on the shower, shouted inside.

“The water is so cold!”

Even if I change back to the right temperature, Le Zhishi still complained when he came out, "You can't take a shower with cold water, it's so cold, you'll catch a cold."

Song Yu did not explain, and wanted to explain the problem of "Why does a 21-year-old boy take a cold shower when he wakes up in the morning", and he is likely to wrap himself in.

He didn't want to have an embarrassing situation where there was no silver here, so he changed the topic in time and urged Le Zhishi to go for breakfast with him.

The water downstairs did not pass the first floor as Song Yu expected, but instead retreated a lot. Le Zhishi was wearing Song Yu's clothes all over his body. He was afraid of stepping on the wet legs, so he chose shorts that only reached his knees. His white calves were exposed outside, thin and long.

Le Zhishi drank a bowl of hot egg white wine, which was made of eggs in boiled fermented rice wine. It was sweet and mellow. He ate a noodle nest as big as a palm, which is one of the few foods he wouldn't be allergic to in fried breakfast. He likes to break it apart and eat the inner crispy inner ring, and then take a bite of the soft outer ring, which is salty and crispy, and you can also taste the taste of rice milk and soybeans.

"Do you still have to go to evening self-study tonight?" Song Yu handed him a tissue.

When talking about this, Le Zhishi began to be discouraged, "Yes."

"Go back after lunch, I'll give you it." Song Yu also took a sip of eggnog, "You can rest after this period of time."

Although Le Zhishi didn't want to leave, he nodded, "And it must be very unaccustomed to Marshmallow being alone at home."

When Song Yu observed Le Zhishi's expression, he was not too sad, and he felt that he had actually grown up.

After dinner, Le Zhishi said that the fried food was a little tired and wanted to buy a drink, so Song Yu had to take him to the campus supermarket he went to yesterday. Le Zhishi is a typical Libra and has serious choice difficulties, so he stood firmly in front of the row of freezers where the drinks were placed for a long time.

Song Yu stood with him, with many people coming and going around him, and many girls glanced at Le Zhishi. He looked outstanding and had a mixed-blood face different from everyone, so it was very common to attract attention. But Song Yu felt uncomfortable.

This is worse than being watched by others.

"This is the one you drank crazy yesterday." Le Zhishi picked up the cherry-flavored Coke and looked back at Song Yu.

Song Yu corrected, "It's not as crazy as it is, it's just drinking when you're thirsty."

The drink reminded him of the same unpleasant memories.

Le Zhishi looked at the packaging and showed a disgusting expression, "Don't you think this is very similar to the fever-reducing syrup I drank when I was a child? It's exactly the same." After saying that, he put it down and took a bottle of lemon-flavored soda, "Just this."
To be continued...