"Ah..." Le Zhishi looked down at the dripping umbrella, it was indeed transparent.
He was so stupid that he used a transparent umbrella as a cover.
"Didn't it mean six o'clock?" Song Yu asked.
Le Zhishi pursed his lips, and finally revealed his failed surprise plan to him. Song Yu didn't seem too surprised, and only nodded and asked him if he had a meal.
"No." Le Zhishi shook his head and explained that he came here as soon as he got home, but he stood up again, carrying his bag and ready to go, "Can you pack in the cafeteria? I don't want to eat here. It's soaked, let's go back and take a shower."
Song Yu acquiesced to his suggestion, stood up, and naturally grabbed the bag of Lezhishi's backpack, took the bag and carried it, and put on the bag with the thermos, and finally said, "Take your umbrella. ."
"Oh." Le Zhishi took the umbrella and flowers and followed his brother. Song Yu asked him if he wanted to eat, but Le Zhishi only said that he was not hungry, and wanted him to take a bath earlier, fearing he would catch a cold.
But Song Yu seemed to have a goal, didn't think too much, and walked straight to a long line of windows. He stopped and squinted to look ahead.
Le Zhishi likes his small movements very much, squinting his eyes slightly, it feels like a big cat, and it feels very cute. Although the word cute is absolutely insulative from Song Yu, sometimes, Le Zhishi's mind will unconsciously pop up such a description.
There were a lot of people in line. Lezhishi wanted to help Song Yu carry the bag, but was refused. His fingers were still dripping. Le Zhishi stretched out the tip of his finger and caught the drop of water.
"Where is your umbrella?" he asked Song Yu.
Song Yu quickly replied, "I lent it to someone else."
Le Zhishi thought of the scene he had just seen downstairs, "Did you lend it to that girl? You only have an umbrella, and you have to lend it to her."
I would pick you up if I knew it.
"I don't want to share an umbrella with others." The team moved a little forward, and Song Yu said again, "She was a classmate who was assigned to a group with me, and there was a problem with data collection. Talk to me."
I see. Le Zhishi nodded, "Then you don't want to borrow the umbrella next time, it's not good," he himself felt that this was not a gentleman, and changed his words, "You call me and I will stop. You won't get caught in the rain."
Song Yu wanted to say something, his lips moved, and finally gave up. He felt that when Lezhishi might not understand himself, there was no need to make him more confused.
They lined up to buy two pineapple rice, then went to other windows to buy steamed Wuchang fish, garlic spinach and sweet and sour pork, and finally packed them to Song Yu's dormitory.
The excuse has been soaked, Song Yu asked Le Zhishi to hold the umbrella by herself, but Ke Le Zhishi was unwilling to stick to Song Yu. So Song Yu, who said he didn't want to share the umbrella, took the initiative to pick up the handle, but almost dumped the entire transparent umbrella cover to Le Zhishi's side.
After Le Zhishi found out, he would push his wrist, but it didn't have much use. After a while, the umbrella would naturally tilt over, like some kind of unreasonable fixed procedure.
The accumulation of water outside increased, and Lezhishi's trousers were wet to the knees after the ankles, and they joked that it was a capillary phenomenon. A fast-paced girl walked forward, holding an umbrella in one hand and a large bag of fruit in the other. She used her ring finger and little finger to lift a bowl of beef noodles, always feeling precarious, but safe.
When it rains, humans become very interesting. Wandering around, Le Zhishi complained to Song Yu that she was almost lost when she just came over, "I shouldn't have come in from the main entrance. I walked a long way and became dizzy. Then I found a sister in the old science building, she Show me the way."
As he was talking, a car was speeding by, seeing that it was about to splash, there was no time to hide when Lezhi, only felt that the waist was swept, and followed the whole person to pull over, avoiding the water.
The car has drove a long way.
Song Yu didn't put down his hand in time, and still stayed at Lezhishi's waist. He glanced back at the car, then turned around, and the topic still remained on the complaint that Lezhi had just complained about, "You can get lost on Sakura Avenue."
Probably because of his ridicule, Lezhishi’s ears were a bit hot. He lowered his eyes and said with a lack of confidence: "I can't tell that it is the cherry blossom avenue when the cherry blossoms are not in bloom, which is no different from the ordinary avenue. "
Song Yu realized that there was still a little truth in what he said, so he didn't bother to refute it. Later, I realized that the position of my hand was not right, and pretended to let it down as if nothing had happened, "Let's go, it's almost there."
The dormitory building is older than Lezhishi imagined. He used to think that a cleanliness like Song Yu might not want to live in the dormitory too much. Maybe he would go home often if he was not used to it, but this idea finally fell through.
Song Yu greeted Auntie Suguan, and went upstairs with Lezhi. The lighting in the corridor was not good, but when the door of the dormitory was opened, the south-facing space was still very bright. There was no other person in the dormitory. Lezhishi walked in, looked left and right, and finally stared at their window. He liked it very much. The rain-soaked greenery outside the window.
He recognized Song Yu's table at first sight, his meticulous style, "Is this your bed?" Le Zhishi raised his head and looked at it. The bedding is similar to the one at home, and they are all very cold soot. color.
"Yeah." Song Yu put the things down. The clothes were too wet and stuck to his body. He found two sets of clothes from the closet. When one set was given to Lezhi, "They are all new. Change."
"It's okay to go through." Lezhishi took a spoonful of pineapple rice and stuffed it into his mouth. The rice was waxy, with nuts and raisins. "This is delicious and a bit sweet." He took another spoonful of it. Pass it to Song Yu's mouth, "You eat it."
Song Yu took a bite, but frowned, as if it didn't suit his appetite. Le Zhishi was surprised, "You still buy it if you don't like it."
"I haven't eaten. This restaurant always queues up, and they all say it's delicious." Song Yu finished casually, took the clothes and went into the bathroom.
Haven't eaten it.
Le Zhishi looked down at the pineapple rice, poked it twice with a spoon, something flashed in his mind.
Taking advantage of Song Yu's bathing effort, he sent Lin Rong a WeChat message and asked her if she had already gotten in the car, but no response was received for the time being. But the other mobile phone on the table vibrated, and the screen lit up. It was Song Yu's. Lezhishi accidentally caught a glimpse of the content.
[Daisyyy: Song Yu, I put your umbrella at your desk, thank you, I also bought a cup of milk tea, remember to drink it. ]
That uncomfortable mood emerged again, like endless rain. Le Zhishi pressed the lock screen for him, and the screen turned black. He looked around the tabletop and wanted to find something to do, so he turned his head to temporarily put the wet hat and umbrella aside, then opened the schoolbag, took out the Liuxin egg yolk pastry and flower cake that Lin Rong had stuffed, and packed them one by one. OK, put it on Song Yu's roommate's desk.
After doing a good job of distribution, he laid out the packed meals again, and poured Song Yu a bowl of hot soup with the lid of the thermos bucket. Turning his head, he saw the flower he bought hanging on the chair. Lezhishi took it out, shook the water drops on it, and hung it on the wall in front of Song Yu's desk.
The sense of violation is full, but it looks very warm.
I took a picture and sent it to Lin Rong when Lezhishi. Staring at the chat interface between him and Lin Rong, Le Zhishi thought of the news just now, but this time his focus has been tilted. He only thinks that Song Yu is so powerful, he can clearly remember who is who, and there is no need to modify the remarks. .
Song Yu came out of the bathroom, his whole body still wet, but with the heat, he changed into a white dress, his whole body was much softer.
He saw Lezhishi sitting at his table, taking out the two pairs of chopsticks and placing them beside the bowl. The food on the table was neatly arranged, and snacks were placed on each roommate's table.
This picture was something he hadn't thought about, and there was a very subtle pleasure coming out of a cold. Song Yu stood at the door of the bathroom and walked for a while.
"Are you ready?" Le Zhishi turned his head first and smiled at him, "Come and eat."
Song Yu wiped her hair, "Are you washing it?"
"I'm hungry, I want to eat something before taking a bath." Le Zhishi asked if he could borrow a roommate's chair. Song Yu nodded, took the opposite chair and put it next to Le Zhishi, and sat down.
Le Zhishi pushed the soup in front of his brother, "You drink it while it's hot, you won't catch a cold." There is no scientific basis for this, but Song Yu still did it. He lowered his head and drank the soup that his mother had cooked and listened. Le Zhishi talked about what happened in his school.
"Peiya is about to celebrate the 70th anniversary of the school, and now they are preparing, every day is very lively, you can also go and see." Lezhishi ate very fragrantly, he came all the way, tired and hungry. The mood is still ups and downs, but fortunately, there are food talks to comfort.
Song Yu put the sweet and sour pork tenderloin into his bowl, "Are you also involved?"
"How is it possible, we are both in the third year of high school, and we have the college entrance examination in one month." After speaking, Lezhi Shi gave up and leaned on the chair. I almost fell asleep during the monthly test."
Song Yu can probably imagine that picture. There might be ink spots on the paper that he accidentally poked on. It should be funny, but he still asked seriously: "How did you do on the exam?"
Lezhishi was alive again. After sitting upright, he drank a big sip of soup, "It's okay, not difficult." As one of the few liberal arts boys in the class, Lezhishi's grades are still among the best, but he is almost graduating. The habit of endorsing in the promenade has not changed. Sometimes it’s meal time, sometimes it’s self-study next night. If I don't want to study anymore, I will sit there for a while.
He won't sit on a chair in the promenade and read comics now, and no one will run there to pick him up.
"I want to come to W University, too." He suddenly said such a sentence, feeling endless.
Song Yu raised his head and glanced at him, then lowered his eyes, cleaned up his own dishes, "You can check out more schools and majors."
Le Zhishi didn't like his response very much, as if he was still a child in his eyes, and what he said was a whim. But he also understood that Song Yu would not tell him anyway, yes, I would be very happy if you came.
Seeing Song Yu's phone screen brightened again, he tried to change the subject.
"Just when you took a shower, the phone vibrated, as if someone was sending you a message." Lezhi Fashion showed that he hadn't seen the content at all, and simply reminded Song Yu.
Song Yu gave a hum, but didn't seem to intend to check it.
"Don't you look at it?" Lezhishi frowned.
"talk later."
Le Zhishi didn't know what his motive was. Anyway, he said, "The girl who asked you to borrow an umbrella bought you milk tea for you to drink."
The moment he said it, he regretted it. First, he exposed that he saw the content of the message, although not intentionally, and second, his tone of voice was too strange.
Song Yu frowned slightly, staring at Le Zhishi's face, "What's wrong with you?"
After seeing him, he suddenly turned his head and ran away, now clinging to a WeChat.
Le Zhishi was questioned by him, his eyes blinked, and then suddenly he didn't want to talk anymore.
The rain is getting heavier.
"I'm full," he stood up, "may I go take a shower?"
Of course Song Yu would not say no, nor would he continue to ask. He took Lezhishi into the bathroom, gave him the slippers he would wear in the shower, told him where the hot water was, and finally taught him how to use the very difficult hair dryer.
"This is my roommate's. It's a bit bad. When you hold it, wind the lower thread around."
Le Zhishi said that he understood, but he didn't listen very much. The space in the bathroom was very small, and both of them were a little crowded while standing. Lezhishi turned to turn on the shower. Who knew the direction of the shower head was a little bit off, and it just hit him. He took a half step back in a panic, grabbed the hem of his clothes and took off his shirt.
Completely forget that Song Yu is still behind.
His back is also very white and thin, and his waist is thinner than Song Yu imagined. The height seems to be a little higher than before, but it is always a juvenile skeleton, with very thin wrist bones and ankles, as if it would break in a single break. Seeing that he was staring at him, Song Yu turned his face away. He didn't expect it to be like this. Lezhishi didn't know what he was stepping on. After slipping, the whole person fell backwards.
Fortunately, Song Yu held him dangerously and held his arm.
His heart was suspended for a moment.
"It's okay." Lezhishi supported the wall with his palm and stood firm. "This slippers is a bit slippery."
"Be careful." Song Yu released his hand and found that he was holding it too tightly, leaving a red mark on the back of his arm in such a short time. He didn't look at Lezhishi again, and turned around by himself, "I'm out, you can wash it."
Although the bathroom environment is not very good, but the water temperature is very comfortable, similar to the home, no need to adjust when Lezhi. He was a little lost in the bath, always thinking of the way Song Yu was talking to others just now. He felt a little inexplicable, as if he didn't want Song Yu to talk to anyone.
But he also hoped that Song Yu's relationship with his roommate would be better, and that his daily life would go smoothly.
The thoughts were confused, and they became a knotty knot. Le Zhishi was a little dizzy after washing, so he washed out the foam quickly.
What Song Yu gave him was a sea-blue T-shirt. There was nothing on the front. He thought he had turned it upside down. When he turned it over, there was a piece of cheese printed on the back, as if it were a joint name of a cat and a mouse. Le Zhishi put it on her body, it was big and empty, and half of her shoulder could be exposed by the neckline. He stared at himself in the mirror, and the color made him whiter.
But the pants are a bit bigger. Le Zhishi bent over to look at the empty trouser legs, rolled up a short section, then got up and picked up the hair dryer and pressed the switch.
Song Yu cleared the table, and heard the sound of a hairdryer coming from his bathroom, intermittently, and he knew that he was a white teacher. He stood there and didn't go over, waited for three seconds, and sure enough, the bathroom door opened and Lezhishi showed a wet head with a somewhat embarrassed expression.
"Brother, I still don't know how to use this hair dryer."
In the end, it was Song Yu blowing his hair. Lezhishi sat down on the chair obediently, closed his eyes, and let Song Yu fiddle with his hair. Song Yu's fingers were very long, and the tactile sensation of inserting into the hair slit was very comfortable, which would make Lezhishi produce a kind of dependable sense of security.
"The color you dyed has fallen off." Song Yu's hand twisted his brown hair. Thinking of going home before, he found that Lezhi had dyed black hair. It looked a bit different from him, but he didn't have it at the time. Ask more, I just think it's a whim for children.
"Yeah." Le Zhishi hung his head, "I cut it off even if the color doesn't fade. The hair grows too fast."
He thinks about it, the most rebellious thing he has ever done since three years of high school is just dyeing black hair once.
The reason is even more bizarre, just because when Song Yu attended his parent conference last semester, too many people said the same thing to him.
You and your brother don't look alike at all.
It was his eighteenth birthday that day.
"Don't dye it, it's fine." Song Yu's hand accidentally touched Lezhishi's slender back neck, where there was an inconspicuous mole, probably even Lezhishi himself didn't know.
He used to be in a daze with this mole once in a while, and sometimes when he was spotted by Lezhi, he would smile and ask him if he put a note on his back and why he kept staring at it.
Song Yu doesn't have a habit of mischief, but has a strange and complicated feeling for this kind of natural imprint.
Similar to possessiveness.
"Do you think it doesn't look good for me to dye black?"
Just after the question, the phone on Song Yu's desk began to vibrate. Lezhishi helped him pick it up and handed it behind him.
Song Yu's thoughts were interrupted, and he took the cell phone. It was from the head of She. He stopped the hair dryer and connected to the phone.
"Here, he is in the dormitory now. Hmm. I know, I'll let him go back in a while."
Le Zhishi, who was sitting in the chair, heard this sentence, turned around and shook his head at Song Yu. The person on the other side seemed to be talking about something, Song Yu walked to the window and looked down.
"Has it been flooded?" Song Yu paused, with a low voice, as if talking to himself, "Then how can he go later..."
Hearing these words, Lezhi was inexplicably happy, and also relieved.
Song Yu didn't say too much and hung up the phone. The roommates posted two videos. One was a flooded subway station, and the other was the rain that couldn't hold the umbrella at all.
[Chen Fangyuan: The annual sea-watching has arrived ahead of schedule, comrades, we once again have a sea-view room. ]
"Is it very flooded outside?" Le Zhishi also stood up and ran to the window to take a look. As expected, the rain continued to increase.
"Well, today is the red warning. It may be completely flooded as before. It will be very inconvenient to go out then."
"Then I may not be able to go back today." Le Zhishi's tone was really obvious. There was no regret that he could not go back at all, only the excitement he couldn't hide. But as soon as he turned around, he saw Song Yu pick up his schoolbag. "What are you going to do?"
His tone was like a child who had been snatched from the snacks to his face.
Song Yu opened the zipper of the schoolbag to check for any missing items, but he suddenly discovered that on the inside of the black schoolbag, he was pinning the nameplate he casually gave to Lezhishi at the time.
The moment he saw his name, he felt a sense of confusion.
"elder brother."
Hearing Le Zhishi’s voice, Song Yu recovered and put down his schoolbag, “Now the subway station is flooded and it’s not safe to take a car. I don’t have a place to sleep on my side. There are several hotels near the school. Let me see if I can Booked."
A dazzling white light suddenly flashed outside the window. Lezhishi had experienced it too many times. His body memory made him cover his ears first. Sure enough, a huge thunder struck down in the next instant.
Song Yu saw his shoulder shaking, but still took out his mobile phone and prepared to book a hotel.
Seeing him like this, Lezhi felt very uncomfortable. This feeling is like traveling to various fruit shops, finally finding a crisp peach, biting down expectantly, but it is soft.
But he wanted to come, just as he bought the peaches himself.
I can't help but eat, every bite is very frustrating.
It is during the holiday time, the hotels around the university itself are already difficult to book, and the special weather these days makes it even more inconvenient. Song Yu opened several hotels with good conditions, almost all of which were full. He didn't even want to open the hotel that was almost a point. Thinking about the conditions and conditions inside, he didn't want Lezhishi to stay in.
Besides, he is still allergic.
Thinking that the bed sheets in the hotel were not clean enough, and there might still be a smell of smoke, Song Yu felt that if he were to live there alone, it might be him who could not sleep all night.
Just as he struggled with it, his wrist was suddenly held, and Lezhishi didn't know when he would walk in front of him. He was wearing clothes he had bought but had never worn, his body exuding the same fragrance of shower gel as himself, his hair was soft, and his eyes were innocent.
He called out his brother in a very soft voice, "I don't want to go out to live."
The hand holding his wrist was so white that he could see clear blood vessels, beating vigorously. Song Yu knew very well that such skin would become red and hot when rubbed. Just like when he was a child, when he cried a little, his face would turn red, like a fragile peach.
"It's thunder outside, I can't sleep at night." He asked Song Yu for reasons that he could hardly refuse, just like breaking into his bedroom for the first time, but compared to crying when he was a child, this method seems to be more lethargic now. Song Yu could not say anything to refuse.
He seemed to be more accustomed to Song Yu's thoughts than he was when he was a child. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt his weakness.
Le Zhishi looked at him, those big and beautiful eyes were full of requests, but they looked like other emotions that would make people illusory.
"Can I live here? Just one night."
The author has something to say: Promise him!
The details that are easily overlooked are all my brother's love~
Some sisters said that his elder brother was too cold, he was not cold. Compare his attitude towards others with that of Lele. This is called restraint. In my opinion, the charm of the year is restraint. If you can’t restrain your own feelings, you can freely guide and export the year in terms of age advantage and influence the choice of the year. Personally, I will lose the value of the year. Charm point. His goodness to Lele is all about the details. He chose not to express his responsibility and protection to Lele, especially after seeing a failure case, and their relationship is similar to that of brothers. Directly express, if he really encounters risks and difficulties, who will bear it? Will he be willing to let Lezhishi suffer? Lele does not even have the college entrance examination.
I think it’s very strange to ask the question "Is it still like this when we are together in the future?" Obviously it won’t. Song Yu is so good when he can't feel Lele Arrow at all, just to protect their relationship. I can't bear it, and I really don't love it when we are together.
Refusing to be close to the one you like does not mean not loving, but being indifferent to the one you like, doing nothing, or being indifferent, is not loving you.