The last sentence was something Song Yu had never imagined.

The first reaction he heard was that he felt that he was hallucinating his hearing. In fact, what Le Zhishi said was allergic and nothing else. After all, he was really not normal tonight. He even wanted to go over and die when he was driving.

Faced with Le Zhishi's relationship belonging, Song Yu never gave himself a chance to go to Xiao Yao. On such a big earth, it is very small that two people can meet, and they even become relatives who can accompany each other for their lives.

What else should I ask for?

This fixed thinking made him very narrow-minded when dealing with Lezhishishi. He always thought that he grew up under love and care, very innocent and simple. Sometimes Song Yu even ignored what Lezhishi had lost and felt that he should be happy.

When he grew up, Le Zhishi collapsed and cried bitterly in front of him. Song Yu felt so at a loss for the first time.

The hand that covered Le Zhishi's back moved unnaturally, as if a very sad mood was constantly transmitted from this connection and injected into Song Yu's heart.

He was indeed a very failed stone. He looked very tough on the outside and was very weak on the inside.

Song Yu touched Le Zhishi's head, shouted his nickname in a very light voice, and pulled him into his arms.

In fact, Le Zhishi didn't want Song Yu to see him crying, and didn't want to show him these fragile parts, but he was not such a mature adult. His threshold was limited and he could only endure it here.

He buried his face on Song Yu's shoulders, and tears sank into the fibers of his cotton top. After saying it, Le Zhishi felt much more relaxed. He didn't give much hope, so he didn't expect any return. Song Yu has always been very nice to him, and probably wouldn't be as cold and decisive as he rejected others, and it was more likely to be persuasion.

The illness made him feel drowsy and awake again. He passed through his mind with what Song Yu might say, and then persuaded himself not to cry anymore. The crying looked ugly.

Song Yu's hand patted his back gently. Just a few years ago, Song Yu would not comfort him like this, but he would have to hold his hand in person and tell him to comfort him to pat like this.

Le Zhishi couldn't help feeling sad again. When he thought about it, he felt that he was too aggressive just now. He seemed to have been forcing Song Yu again and again, forcing him to accompany him on a thunderstorm day, forcing him to accept his stay, and forcing him to admit that he was his brother in front of everyone.

But now, he has broken the relationship between them so impulsively. How should Song Yu face it and restore it? He really doesn't want to be a trouble for Song Yu.

Le Zhishi began to regret it again.

But Song Yu's arms are so fascinating. They are the most powerful hallucinogen in the world. Even if he knows the best of how many precedents there are before, even if he dives into them, he will definitely be bleeding. He can only smell the scarlet and sweet rose fragrance.

Le Zhishi did not cry anymore. He keenly noticed that Song Yu's breathing and movements were hesitant and hesitant, as if he was about to say something. He was very scared and grabbed Song Yu's back before he might be pushed away.

Sure enough, he heard Song Yu speak.

"Can you say what you just said again?" Song Yu's voice was very low, with a very rare uncertainty and confusion, as if he really felt it was his own problem. He didn't even dare to repeat what he heard.

This surprised Le Zhishi. He didn't know what kind of trick Song Yu was, or did he want to laugh at his feelings?

"I said I like you." Le Zhishi buried his face and emphasized in a crying voice, "It's true."

He felt Song Yu's body relax and his chest was undulating for a while. I wonder if he was scared by him. Le Zhishi raised his head, looked at him with his swollen eyes, and called him brother in a low voice.

Song Yu couldn't tell whether he was sad or laughing on his face. He held Le Zhishi's hand and gently stroked the rash that had already appeared on his arm.

"Why are you still allergic..." His tone was very weak.

Le Zhishi thought, indeed he still felt troubled and confused. Since he appeared in Song Yu's life, he had been causing trouble for Song Yu.

It was obvious that Song Yu was not wrong at all.

He heard it raining outside the window, and the drizzle penetrated into the room. This house is really good, it is the style that Song Yu likes. The floor-to-ceiling curtains in the bedroom cover everything, and you should be able to see a good view during the day.

It is as good as that turquoise. Le Zhishi said in his heart that at least the recipient of the first souvenir and the user of this room for the first time are all themselves.

"Le Zhishi." It seems like a century later, Song Yu was finally willing to talk to him. He lowered his eyelids, holding his arm in his hand, and his tone was solemn, "There are some things I want to say below that may make you misunderstand, but I never had the idea of ​​coaxing you, nor did I question you, but I had to think more, do you understand?"

He frowned briefly, looked at Le Zhishi from a distance of ten centimeters, and waited until Le Zhishi nodded with red eyes before continuing, "You are sick now and have a high fever, which is not the best time to make a decision. Have you thought about these things carefully, or are you actually very confused, and you can't tell whether your feelings for me are family affection or..."

He hesitated for a moment before he said the word "love". After that, Song Yu thought of something afterwards, and pulled up the khaki blanket covered by the quilt, put it around and put it on Le Zhishi's shoulder, and wrapped it around him.

"Can I answer now?" Le Zhishi coughed twice and tried hard to hold it back.

Song Yu nodded and looked into his eyes.

"I've been struggling, but I'm sure I can tell it clearly now." Le Zhishi lowered his head, stared at his slender fingers, dragging his nasal voice and said, "Song Yu, I'm nineteen years old."

Perhaps because he was breathing poorly, this sentence seemed particularly soft to say. Song Yu couldn't bear to point out the fact that he hadn't celebrated his birthday yet.

Le Zhishi felt that Song Yu didn't believe him, and asked him again, "How do you think it should be defined as love? You are my favorite person. I will not have the same feelings for anyone except you. I just want to be with you, and it will be for twenty-four hours. I like to hug you, and when I walk with you, I really want to hold your hand. When I sit on the pier and see the couple kissing, I..."

His voice was low, and he was a little unconfident, "I want to kiss you too."

More romantic statements should be taken when showing love.

But Le Zhishi couldn't do it. As a young man, he didn't have so much rich experience. He couldn't find many touching words, so he could only cut a passionate love and eagerly to show him. Song Yu gave birth to a face that everyone loved. Le Zhishi felt that he was just a poor child, afraid that he would just be fine. In Song Yu's opinion, it was not precious at all.

But Song Yu raised his hand, touched and stroked his face. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Le Zhishi was a little dizzy and asked him: "Do you think I'm very sloppy?"

Song Yu shook his head, "No, I'm just surprised."

Anyone will be surprised. The younger brother who grew up together will have such inappropriate thoughts.

"You..." Le Zhishi pursed his lips and swallowed the questions he wanted to ask. The cyan blood vessels on the white and thin eyelids were vaguely visible, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, "I just interrupted you, now you can continue talking."

The rain outside the window was heavy again. Lezhi hoped that there would be no thunder in the times, otherwise he would be even more embarrassed. Song Yu, who heard his confession, might not be with him.

Song Yu actually didn't want to see Le Zhishi's cautious look. When he heard these words, he was very happy, but he felt frightened and uneasy. He felt that it was all caused by himself. The sweetness that Le Zhishi gave him now was the cake he fed him with his own hands many years ago. He could not predict what the future would be.

"Lele." Song Yu held Le Zhishi's finger, "Why do you suddenly get angry when you hear me rent a house?"

Le Zhishi corrected him, "I'm not angry, I'm sad." Then he explained slowly, "They all said, you have people you like. I thought you wanted to live with other people like Senior Qin Yan, and then... hide from me like I did in high school."

"What kind of people do you like?" Le Zhishi couldn't help asking.

Song Yu wrapped his hand with a wide and dry palm and threw the question to him again, "What do you think?"

Le Zhishi lowered his head and listed the conditions he had thought about many times weakly, "You must be mature and independent, and you will not pester you at any time, give you private space... It is best to be more beautiful." The last one was added by him himself. He felt that Song Yu didn't care much about his appearance, otherwise Senior Sister Nan Jia would be very suitable.

He didn't notice that he kept frowning until Song Yu gently rubbed his eyebrows, "It seems that our aesthetics are really completely different."

Le Zhishi raised his eyes and glanced at him, his lips unconsciously pursed.

"Nothing except the last point, nothing is in line with it." Song Yu looked at him with a gentle look, "even the opposite."

Le Zhishi didn't react and even sniffed, disgusting his orientation a little, "You actually like childish, clingy, and pestering people." No wonder she likes senior sister Nan Jia.

"Yeah. I like pretty fools."

After Song Yu finished speaking frankly, he approached and kissed Le Zhishi's forehead.

This unexpected action scared Le Zhishi so much that he raised his head. His eyes covered with water vapor were wide open. Looking at Song Yu's eyes were full of surprise and confusion. He looked like a puppy who was stunned by an apple. He blinked his eyes several times but couldn't understand what was going on.

He called out brother weakly, this is something he would do habitually every time he was not confident.

"At least don't call me that now." Song Yu smiled bitterly, "Don't remind me about this anymore."

“Since a long time ago, I didn’t just want to be your brother.”

He was walking on thin ice on the steel cable and struggled for too long. On one side was the pull of morality and ethics, and on the other side was the accumulated love, but no matter which side, there was the burnt slurry of flames.

Seeing Le Zhishi's eyes starting to have tears in his eyes, Song Yu touched his eyes, "No one else, never."

He couldn't bear to let Le Zhishi be sad. As long as he stood aside and waved his hand, Song Yu would jump down directly. Years of concern and struggle could not resist Le Zhishi's words, "Don't reject me."

It’s good to jump down, even if you’re wrong, he will stand in front of Le Zhishi and suffer for him.

Le Zhishi's brain was blank, his fingertips were numb, and he was even more confused than before. The physical weakness after the high fever made him slow to think, frowning in fear, not caring about being young or not, and subconsciously asked him, "Really?"

Song Yu nodded solemnly, "I can also answer your question before crying. I rented this house for you, not to hide from you, but because you are always sick and it is not convenient to take care of you in the dormitory. It is too far away to get home, so you have to have a place to rest."

"The landlord gave me the key the day before yesterday. Actually, I didn't go to the ground to test today, so I'm here to decorate the room, so no one has lived here. The bowl is new and I bought it downstairs temporarily. I originally wanted to find an excuse on the weekend and take you to visit IKEA."

He stood up, opened the curtains, and the floor-to-ceiling glass windows accumulated a layer of rain, blurring the quiet and dazzling lake view outside the window.

"You said you want to see the scenery. Is this OK?" Song Yu's voice was a little nervous, "I'm very anxious to find it. It may not be good enough, but it's much better than Qin Yan's family."

Le Zhishi's tears fell again. He raised his back to wipe it off, but the more he wiped it, he finally covered himself with the thin blanket on his body, so that Song Yu would not see it. How could such a good thing happen to him, and he cried so embarrassingly.

In the hazy light, he felt Song Yu approaching, his footsteps softened by the carpet and became gentle. When he sat down, Le Zhishi's heart fell into a small piece.

"Lele, I have loved you for a long time. Although I have questioned your feelings, please forgive me and don't question my feelings."

After thinking repeatedly, Song Yu still wanted to pour a basin of cold water to give it to Le Zhishi and himself.

"But now you and I are in an emotional stage. You will fall in love with me, and maybe more of it is transformed from dependence on my brother. In fact, there are many people in this world that are better than me. It is me who narrowed your horizons." His tone was not as calm as before, but he tried his best to restrain his emotions and finished what he should say.

"We have many problems..." He developed a little evasive mentality and didn't want to continue talking. Le Zhishi didn't let him continue talking. He groped and grabbed Song Yu's hand, forcibly connecting with him, as if expressing his determination.

Song Yu smiled helplessly and said something he thought he would never say.

"Let's try it." He added with some confidence, "if you want."

Le Zhishi's head was covered with a thin blanket, and he forgot that he only looked up excitedly, but he couldn't see Song Yu's face at all.

Just give it a try. If you meet someone you like more, you can go back on your word or get out at any time.

Song Yu was afraid that this sentence would make Le Zhishi feel disappointed, so he only said it in his heart, just as a warning.

Even though he just said to give it a try, Le Zhishi was overjoyed and excitedly lifted the thin blanket on his face, but accidentally burped and covered it quickly, as if this could pretend nothing happened.

"Then can you kiss my forehead again?" He choked again, and the words "beautiful fool" that Song Yu said appeared in his mind.

"Okay." Song Yu said.

Through the thin blanket, Le Zhishi felt Song Yu's warm breathing approaching, which made his heart beat faster.

And the gentle kiss did not reach his forehead as promised, but fell on his lips through the soft fibers.

After parting, Song Yu lifted the thin blanket on his body and hugged him. He was precocious and mature, and showed unprecedented clumsiness, passiveness and solemnity in front of this unkind love.

"No matter how long this period is, I will cherish you very much, very much."
Chapter completed!