The night before Song Yu followed Professor He for the first time, Le Zhishi packed his luggage in the apartment for a long time.

"Take a down jacket, will it be very cold there? We are all so cold here." Le Zhishi stood in front of the wardrobe and hesitated, holding a black down jacket in his left hand and an electric blue one in his right hand. "Which of these two matches the gray sweater just now?"

Song Yu thought he was funny, so he stood behind him and put his chin on his head, "I'm going on a mission, not participating in fashion week."

"Yes." Le Zhishi smiled and turned his head to look at him. "You can't dress up too well. What if someone likes me?" He hung the blue piece back, took off the black piece and compared it on Song Yu, "Well, this piece is more ordinary."

Song Yu raised his eyebrows, and Le Zhishi immediately changed his words, "I just can't fully display your handsomeness."

There are so many people thinking about Song Yu. He wishes he could hang a sign around Song Yu's neck, which reads [Exclusive for Lezhishi, don't be close to strangers].

But I can only think about it.

Le Zhishi folded down jackets and stuffed them into Song Yu's suitcase, and then stuffed them into a rolled scarf in the gap, "This one needs to be worn, it will warm your face. I'll put another wool hat for you, I have a lot of wool hats..."

"Le Zhishi." Song Yu walked over and sat on the chair, pulled Le Zhishi in front of him, put his hand on his waist, and looked up at him, "You really look like a little wife like this."

Le Zhishi's eyes widened a little, as if he was surprised by his description. Song Yu quickly changed his expression, "A good friend."

"What, what..." Le Zhishi responded to this word quite a bit, and suddenly stuttered and explained constantly, "I'm just afraid that it will be very cold when you go there, just like when you went to the northwest last time, and I'll leave early tomorrow morning. I want to help you clean up your things, and you can't sit still."

"I don't want to clean up." Song Yu looked up at Le Zhishi, with no expression on his face, and said calmly, "There is nothing to bring."

In Le Zhishi's eyes, he was always very orderly and self-disciplined, and rarely had procrastination. This didn't look like him at all. Le Zhishi touched his arm through the sweater, and fiddled with his watch strap, "That's not to be without him."

Song Yu nodded as if convinced, "Then bring one." After saying that, he gently pinched Le Zhishi's face and looked at his eyes, "Take you away."

Hearing this, Le Zhishi felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't pretend to be his own thoughts and threw himself on Song Yu like a small animal, raising his face and smiling cutely, "Then you take it."

After hearing this, Song Yu deliberately hid back and said, "Forget it."

Le Zhishi held his face with both hands and pulled it to the point where he leaned against his nose, "Why forget it?"

"You are so inviting." Song Yu kowtowed his forehead, "Take it out and provoke a bunch of love rivals for me."

"How is that possible?" Le Zhishi was very dissatisfied with his statement, as if he was asking him for jealousy, so he suddenly got up from him, "I have never taken the initiative to attract anyone."

"It's enough to have this face." Song Yu felt that he was not very self-aware of his face.

Sure enough, Le Zhishi said to him: "Not everyone likes my appearance."

Song Yu ignored the discussion of aesthetics, because in his opinion, Le Zhishi was already loved enough, even to a point that bothered him. His fingers poked Le Zhishi's cheek, his fingertips fell into softness, and he asked seriously, "Write a Song here and a Yu on the other side."

He was very serious about it. Le Zhishi grabbed his hand and felt that it was too pediatric to put on the sign.

"How can I go out if you do this?"

"Then I won't go out, no one will see you, it's very safe."

For no reason, some not-so-great memories surged into Song Yu's heart. It was a childhood incident and he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

He often did this, and when he looked at Le Zhi, he would think of some memories from the past, which were very clear five years ago or even ten years ago.

But his expression changes were keenly captured by Le Zhishi, followed by various coercion and inducement, wanting to know what he thought of and what he laughed at. Song Yu looked like he was not going to say it, and Le Zhishi would say it every fifteen minutes until he finished tidying up Song Yu's luggage, washed up and turned off the lights with him, and was about to go to bed, but he still asked questions persistently.

In the end, Song Yu finally couldn't stand it and told Le Zhishi a little bit self-deprecatingly, "When you were in elementary school, a girl chased her to be good friends with you."

Le Zhishi went from lying on his side to lying on Song Yu’s chest, “Really? Why don’t I remember it at all?”

"Because I drove her away." Song Yu's face had no guilt, and there was even a trace of very, very insignificant pride.

"How did you drive away? What grade are you in?" Le Zhishi had no memory of this.

"I'm in the first grade of junior high school, you're in the fourth grade." Song Yu skipped his very unsatisfactory attitude at that time, because he agreed that Le Zhishi knew very well his usual style of dealing with others, so he just said simply, "On the weekend morning, she came to your house to find you and was about to invite you to McDonald's. I asked her if she had made an appointment, and she shook her head and I drove her away."

After describing it, Song Yu felt that this scene was a bit familiar. Then he thought about it and it seemed that the same process was true for dealing with Shen Mi, but Shen Mi was even more cunning.

"Song Yu, you are so terrible." Le Zhishi said a few times, "How can you bully the little girl?"

"To be precise, I didn't bully." Song Yu calmly defended himself, "I just told her that you won't have a good temper after being awakened. I hope she will invite you in advance next time."

"She must have cried."

Song Yu seriously evaluated the other party's condition at that time, "I didn't cry, my eyes were a little red."

Le Zhishi felt incredible, "How much jealous have you secretly been?"

"There are not many times that the degree is serious, because you are too late and always pester me, so you don't take others seriously." Song Yu's expression revealed a very insignificant pleasure, "and there are not many decent rivals."

Le Zhishi couldn't help laughing when he saw his serious look.

"Is it funny?"

Le Zhishi cleared his throat and lay down to hug Song Yu's arm, "It's not funny, I'll sleep, I'll wake up early tomorrow."

"Yeah." Song Yu habitually pulled Le Zhishi into his arms and fell asleep. The room was quiet for a while. Le Zhishi blinked in the darkness and couldn't help but speak, "Do you want a decent love rival?"

After two seconds, he heard Song Yu's low voice, his tone a bit terrible.

"Lezhishi, try it."

He thought it would be better for him not to test on the brink of danger, although it was really interesting.

Song Yu in the past was always cold, and Le Zhishi was even used to his expression and tone that remained unchanged for thousands of years. But after he was really together, Song Yu took off his guard. Le Zhishi found that he could discover many subtle changes and emotions of Song Yu. Sometimes he could clearly sense Song Yu's happiness and sadness, even if he really didn't have too much exposed expression.

This makes Le Zhishi particularly proud.

Of course, he didn't get anyone's approval.

"Song Yu? Cute?" Nan Jia took a bite of the ice cream that Le Zhishi bought. She felt so cold that her temples hurt. She shook her head again and complained wildly while Song Yu was away. "He is the most noble and cold man I have ever met. I will always remember the ice cream when I first met him, which was colder than the ice cream I ate now."

Le Zhishi felt that it was not at all, "Maybe, but as long as you try to observe him, you will find that he actually has a lot of changes." He thought of an analogy, "Sister Nan Jia, have you ever raised cats? Cats are the same. As long as you observe, you will find that they have small expressions."

"I'm so miserable, I don't have a cat." Nan Jia took another sip of the cone, "And I have observed Song Yu for a long time, you know, but I found that he has no expression changes to me, and the essence is-"

She patted Le Zhishi on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Lele, he is your brother. I am different from you, I am not worthy."

Le Zhishi blinked, feeling sorry for others not seeing Song Yu's goodness, but when he thought of Nan Jia's words, he couldn't help but feel a little different. He didn't want Nan Jia to misunderstand his relationship with Song Yu.

Nan Jia is like his sister. Le Zhishi can ask her for help whenever he encounters any trouble. He is almost his best female friend.

He thought of what Song Yu asked before and asked him if he didn't want others to know about their relationship.

In fact, Le Zhishi really wanted it because he didn't like the way others stared at Song Yu. Song Yu has now changed to a new laboratory and has a new interpersonal circle. More and more people are asking about him.

The most troublesome thing is that some people know their relationship with him and have spyed on military information to their hometown.

I asked Song Yu's boyfriend if Song Yu was single. This kind of thing is really embarrassing and delicious.

He used to think that falling in love with Song Yu was like a dream, and every hug that was hidden was very luxurious, as if he was stealing from the sweetness that did not belong to him.

This made him happy and sad. Sometimes he even longed for Song Yu to always appear at night so that he could stay warm with himself in the dark for a while.

But now, he is no longer satisfied with the stolen happiness.

Le Zhishi thought of Song Yu before leaving and said that he hoped that his name was written on his face, and he also thought of the strange thoughts that he had come up with, hoping that Song Yu could hang a master's card, and even didn't want Song Yu to wear a better-looking dress.

In the past, even my parents hid, as if only they knew the relationship between them in the world. The two of them were locked in a small black box, but they didn't see the light of day anyway, so they didn't feel anything.

But now the small black box has opened a small gap, revealing a little light, which makes Le Zhishi unable to help but reach out, trying to make the gap bigger.

I really want to see the sun, and I want to stand completely in the sun with Song Yu.

Although I understand that there are always people who hate them because they love each other, Le Zhishi is not afraid. At least he does not want to deceive his friends and tell many perfunctory lies when they care about their emotional problems.

He didn't want Song Yu to be jealous. Although the jealous Song Yu is very cute, it is the duty of a good boyfriend to give his lover a sufficient sense of security, Le Zhishi thought.

Nan Jia ate halfway and saw Le Zhishi's shoelaces open, so he reminded him. Le Zhishi came to his senses, said oh, and immediately squatted down to tie his shoelaces.

While standing and waiting for him for a while, Qu Zhi's voice call came in, Nan Jia called and answered it, put on Bluetooth headphones, and heard Qu Zhi asking her where she was.

Before Nan Jia could speak, Le Zhishi stood up and grabbed her arm with a very serious expression, "Sister Nan Jia, do you still like Song Yu?"

Nan Jia was stunned for a moment, and the ice cream on her hand almost fell down. She was a little panicked, "What, what?"

The song on the other end of the phone made a meaningful monosyllable sound.

[Senior sister, have you liked Senior Song Yu?]

Le Zhishi thought she didn't hear it, and repeated it again, "Do you still like him now? Didn't you tell me that you had a crush on him for a long time?"

[Also have a secret crush for a long time?]

Nan Jia was desperate and shook his head as if he was homeless. Yitong refused to do so, "No, I don't like it, I'm completely out of interest."

Le Zhishi hesitated a little, "Really?"

[Yes, really?]

"Really, I swear to the sky." Nan Jia held up the cone in his hand, like a goddess of liberty. "I have no interest in Song Yu for a long time. He has completely walked out of my life. The wind has passed without trace, and no small fold is left."

Seeing her solemnly describe her, Le Zhishi breathed a little relieved and took a deep breath, "Then... I have one thing to tell you."

"You know, Song Yu and I are not really brothers."

Nan Jia had actually guessed what he was going to do, but he still pretended to be looking forward to it and was waiting to listen, "Well, of course I know, you two have just lived together since childhood."

"Yes, and..." Le Zhishi tried to evoke her memories, "You should remember that I was very unhappy for a while and even talked to you. It's about what it means to like someone."

[Senior sister is so nice. When will I give me psychological counseling? I also want to know how to like someone.]

Nan Jia held back his lips and nodded seriously, "I remember."

After about ten seconds of psychological struggle, Le Zhishi finally plucked up the courage, approached Nan Jia's ear, and whispered to her, "Actually, Song Yu and I...we are together."
To be continued...