The rain seemed to have become a little lighter, and Le Zhi was held in Song Yu's arms. He could not hear the sound of the rain, but could only hear his own fast heartbeat.

He was still dizzy, his hands and feet were sore, and he always felt that everything now was too good to be true, just like the display in the glass showcase. He wanted it all in his dreams, but there was always a transparent barrier between him and he could only

Look, don't touch.

Hearing Song Yu say give it a try, Le Zhi's first reaction was that he was dreaming again. The night had been in a daze, and he only had a few fragments of memory. Maybe he was still lying in his dormitory now. Song Yu

No one came to take him to the hospital, and there was no rented apartment.

But Le Zhi thought again that based on the quality of his sleep when he was sick, he would definitely not be able to have such a good dream.

Seeing that Le Zhi didn't speak for a long time, Song Yu lowered his head to look at him and found that his eyes were wide open and his two arms were hanging loosely on his waist, as if he was distracted.

Song Yu thought about his performance just now. It was indeed not a qualified confession model. It seemed that he didn't say a few decent and sweet words. Apart from pouring cold water on it, it was just an education.

"Le Zhi, are you a little disappointed?"

Le Zhishi raised his head as if waking up from a dream and looked at Song Yu, with some doubts in his eyes.

Song Yu looked away unnaturally, "Should I buy a gift or decorate this place a little more beautifully?"

"Then I can't have a dream of this level." Le Zhishi said this out of nowhere, causing Song Yu to frown in confusion.

But Le Zhi felt very happy. He hugged Song Yu and was unwilling to let go. He put his side of his face against the skin of his collarbone. He did not call him brother, but called his name very seriously.

"Song Yu."

"Huh?" Song Yu also responded, placing his palm on the back of his neck.

Le Zhishi shook his head and hugged Song Yu tighter.

The response that was once delivered with pen and paper now appeared in front of him and turned into a warm embrace that could be taken in. Since he was three years old, Song Yu has been a sweet dream that Le Zhishi has been pursuing.

This dream is out of reach for others, but Le Zhi Shi is lucky and is an exception. As long as he works harder and sticks tighter, he can touch a hidden tail and get something that others cannot see.

The gentle caress of the child. Because of this, the happy Zhicai will have so many unrealistic fantasies.

No younger brother longs to be with his older brother for the rest of his life. He has doubted his untenable stance and attitude, but when Song Yu said he could, he believed it until he broke this false safety zone.

His separation anxiety about Song Yu is not because Song Yu is a very good brother or because he is a younger brother, but because he likes him.

"I like you so much." Le Zhi buried his face into Song Yu's collarbone, rubbed it indiscriminately, and repeated the same words again. Song Yu was forced to hide back a little by him, and held Le Zhi with his hand.

Shi's shoulders, "Don't make trouble."

Le Zhi wanted to say that he was not making trouble, but he accidentally started coughing and couldn't stop coughing. He was afraid of infecting Song Yu, so he turned his back and coughed. Song Yu wrapped him in a blanket and subconsciously looked for medicine.

But there was no danger, and Le Zhishi stopped coughing quickly. He took the water handed over by Song Yu, and a pile of medicines he had counted. Cold capsules, cough medicine, allergy medicine, Le Zhishi

They all ate them one by one obediently, but the quantity was really quite large. Finally, he lost his patience and swallowed the last few pills in Song Yu's hand in one go. It was bitter and choking, and he fell down.

On the bedside, there is a sad face.

Song Yu touched his forehead and felt that he still had a low fever. "I'll heat up the porridge. You can eat something and then have a good sleep."

Le Zhi held his hand, as if he didn't want to let him go, but as soon as he held it, he was accustomed to being considerate of Song Yu, and said obediently, okay.

"Soon." Song Yu patted his hand and went downstairs carrying the cold porridge.

Le Zhishi was the only one left in the room. He looked around the bedroom again. He liked it. It was a little empty. But Song Yu always wanted to take him to IKEA. It was best to go tomorrow. They

Never have two people visited IKEA together.

Get well soon.

Le Zhi felt a little tired, so he took off the thin blanket and got into the quilt, wanting to rest for a while.

This quilt seemed to be brand new, fluffy and soft, and smelled of very new fibers. His eyes wandered to his own cuffs, black striped pajamas, made of pure cotton, and smelled of Song Yu's body.

He was in a daze for a while, then suddenly stopped and stretched out his arm to take a look.

No, he remembered that his pajamas were clearly gray-blue.

Le Zhishi pulled back the quilt and looked at this set of large black pajamas.

It really belongs to Song Yu.

Le Zhishi's head buzzed, he touched the top button on the collar, then lowered his head and opened the waistband of his pants to check. Fortunately, at least the underwear was still his own.

When Song Yu came back with the porridge, he saw Le Zhi lying on his stomach like a sleeping puppy, with his face buried in the pillow.

"have you slept?"

Le Zhishi raised a hand and waved at him.

"Then get up and eat porridge."

Song Yu sat on the edge of the bed and forcibly turned Le Zhishi over. He found that his face was red and his eyes were swollen from crying and looked particularly pitiful. Song Yu reached out and touched them gently.

Touching his cheek, "Why is your face so red?"

When he was happy, he could feel his ears burning. He was embarrassed to ask Song Yu to feed him anymore, so he took the initiative to pick up the bowl on the bedside table and took a bite. It was obviously white porridge, but it was very sweet.

"Did you put sugar in it?" Le Zhishi raised his eyes and asked.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it."

"It's delicious." Le Zhishi took a spoonful at a time and drank more than half of the bowl. He couldn't eat anymore, so he handed it to Song Yu. Song Yu knew that Le Zhishi had a bad gastrointestinal condition, so he didn't force him to eat too much.

Let him drink some warm water and urge him to lie down and sleep.

"I still have some data to process." Song Yu leaned over and touched his forehead. Le Zhishi was looking forward to him kissing him again, but Song Yu didn't. He just touched his forehead to his cheek very gently, and finally

He rubbed Le Zhishi's earlobes.

"Just take a nap and you'll be fine."

This series of actions made Le Zhishi feel numb all over, as if a tiny electric current flowed under his skin, and his brain became even more drowsy. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed Song Yu's hand.

"Can you not leave?"

Le Zhishi was very dissatisfied with today's rainy day. There was no thunder, so he couldn't find a suitable excuse and seemed very unsure.

Song Yu stared at his eyes for a while, and then nodded. Le Zhi struck while the iron was hot and begged him to sleep with him, but Song Yu refused on the grounds that they shared a quilt and there was a gap when sleeping.

, I will catch a cold again when I am happy to know.

"Then you can get another quilt."

Unable to defeat him, Song Yu could only take out another quilt from another room and put it on the bed. He took a shower himself, put on a set of white pajamas that looked comfortable and clean, and came in with his laptop.

Le Zhishi sat on the bed and patted the empty quilt next to him twice with a happy face. Song Yu had no choice but to turn off all the other lights in the room, leaving only a small lamp beside the bed, and then entered

Under my own quilt, I sit on the bed and work.

After his wish came true, Le Zhishi huddled in his bed very dutifully, leaning sideways with only one head exposed, staring motionlessly at Song Yu's side face. Song Yu obviously didn't bring his glasses back, so he was reading the information.

Shi would squint his eyes slightly. As long as he made such movements, Le Zhi would press his face against Song Yu's quilt.

He liked it so much that he wanted to slow down a bit.

Song Yu stared at the screen intently, "If you don't sleep, you won't get better."

"If it doesn't get better, can I stay here forever?" Le Zhishi moved closer to him.

"Okay, I'll go back."

Song Yu started teasing him again. Le Zhi moved away from him a little sadly. Although Song Yu didn't look at him, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair, "I lied to you."

"I've asked for leave for you. It happens to be the weekend and you don't have classes. You need care these days, otherwise you may have an asthma attack."

Le Zhishi grabbed Song Yu's finger and hummed softly.

It was late at night and the temperature had dropped. Le Zhi felt a little cold and huddled under the quilt. Song Yu also handled the work almost as well. He closed the computer and placed it on the cabinet. He also turned the desk lamp to its lowest setting.

Lying down.

Le Zhishi was still looking at him as before, silently.

"Are the cold medicines useless?" Song Yu also turned over and looked at Le Zhishi's light-colored pupils, "Why aren't you sleepy?"

"I don't want to sleep." Le Zhishi touched his upper and lower eyelids quickly, and his thick eyelashes turned fluffy and soft brown when illuminated by the desk lamp. "You may leave after you fall asleep. There is another room next door.

Really? You could actually just rent a small room."

The purpose of such words was too obvious. The corners of Song Yu's straight mouth curled up slightly, "I won't leave."

He added, "I won't do it anymore."

He was happy to know that he nodded and smiled. When he smiled, his eyes would have a very beautiful curve, innocent and clean, and he seemed to have no worries. Song Yu was always in a trance and felt that all this was not real.

When it was unreal, he was used to reaching out and touching Le Zhi to confirm his existence. He didn't know how many times he had confirmed his presence that night.

Just when he was lost in thought, Le Zhishi came closer. Although the quilt was separated, the tips of their noses were almost touching. His face was still very red and he was hesitating, but he still couldn't hide it.

Where are the pajamas..."

Song Yu raised his eyebrows slightly before realizing what his question meant, "You have a fever and sweat a lot. Your clothes are soaked. I'll change them for you."

Le Zhishi pursed his lips. Song Yu understood his expression without any difficulty, tried hard not to recall the scene when he was changing clothes, and pretended to have a calm expression.

"You've been taking a bath with me since you were three years old. I've seen it already."

Every time he was teased by Song Yu, Le Zhishi would have a very vivid expression on his face, which was very pleasing to Song Yu, even though at this time Song Yu was struggling with the lingering images in his mind. Le Zhishi's mouth
To be continued...