During the winter vacation of the senior year, Le Zhishi, who had been studying IELTS and applying for school for half a year, and Song Yu, who was also facing a master's degree, received an offer from UCL on the eve of the Spring Festival. When the good news came, Lin Rong cried and laughed. The happiness was that the two sons were very upright, but the sadness was that they were going to study abroad for a while.

"Auntie Rong, if you miss us, you can buy a ticket and fly over to see us." Le Zhishi leaned her head on her shoulder and comforted her arm.

"Yes." Lin Rong got through his thoughts and began to plan his European travel plan starting from the UK. "I will close the store for half a year, and with my little sister, I will come back after having enough fun."

Song Jin is accustomed to not having himself in Lin Rong's travel plan, but he was moved by the school they finally settled on, and took Lezhishi's shoulders, "So I went to the UK after going around."

"My brother's mentor recommended him to go to UCL Earth Science, and he has many papers. There is definitely no problem in applying for CSC. The other mentor is very satisfied with him and joked with him,'Our major is a major that saves the earth.' "

Lin Rong couldn't help but complain: "The British have a sense of humor that matches your brother's."

Song Yu had an indifferent expression, "Ms. Lin had a good life."

"Hahahahaha."

Time flies quickly, the holidays flicker by, and Lezhi is busy changing his graduation thesis after school starts, and is so busy. The cherry blossom season is here, Mr. W is full of people, Lezhishi submitted the revised draft, and Song Yu went home to rest for two days during the weekend, just to avoid the crowds of flower viewing.

Early on Saturday morning, Song Yu maintained the habit of waking up in the morning as always, getting up at 6:30 to wash, but watching Lezhishi slept soundly in the quilt, she couldn’t help but sit back to the bed to watch. he.

In his sleep, Lezhi felt the bed sink slightly, closed his eyes in a daze, and subconsciously stretched out a thin white arm to touch around, and finally caught the back of Song Yu's hand on the bed, and then moved over obediently. The quilt did not roll up with him, and the pajamas were still rubbed up, revealing a flat white belly. He leaned his head against Song Yu's hip bone and hugged his waist with his arms.

This look reminded Song Yu of the hamster he had squatted and looked at at the pet shop when he was a child. He squinted his eyes like this when he was asleep, with his tiny paws still sticking out.

Song Yu touched his arm, pulled away his forehead, rubbed Le Zhishi's brow with his fingers, then slid down and touched his cheek and lower lip. Being itchy, Le Zhishi moved, and he felt Song Yu's palm press his lower abdomen, holding his waist.

Originally intended to push his hand, but the next moment, Song Yu's kiss fell on the side of his neck. After tossing, Le Zhishi's cheeks were hot, opened his eyes in a daze, and put his arms around Song Yu's neck.

"Are you leaving?" Le Zhishi panted slightly, her voice very soft.

"Well, with me?"

"I don't want to go." Lezhishi was lazy and didn't like sports.

"Then you will sleep for a while." Song Yu kissed his forehead, "Does his back hurt?"

Le Zhishi was stunned by his question, then became embarrassed and covered his head with the quilt.

Across the quilt, Song Yu heard him vaguely saying that it was okay and that he was going to sleep, so he touched Lezhishi's head through the quilt, then got up and left.

Having said that, Le Zhishi was already so sleepy by Song Yu that he was bored in the quilt for a while and then opened it, buttoned the open pajamas, opened the glass door of the balcony for ventilation, and got up. Wash in the bathroom.

Lin Rong also got up very early, and Lezhishi put on a sweater and jacket and saw her putting breakfast in the dining room.

"Why did Lele get up so early?" She brought out a serving of three fresh tofu skins, "Come and eat it, I just bought it, the super hot one, and queued for a long time. I ran into my brother on the way back. , He went to eat near the gym."

Le Zhishi helped her bring milk and eggnog, and glanced at the living room, "Where's uncle?"

"I went to the company early in the morning, and there is a contract signing in the morning." Lin Rong put the fruit bowl in her hand on the table, and then sat at both ends of the table with Lezhishi, "Eat."

The two of them ate while looking for a foreign sitcom to eat with the iPad on the dining table. Although many homes say that watching TV is not allowed to eat, Lin Rong is an exception. Not only does it not prohibit it, but also takes the lead in watching it.

"I'm going to Yanghe Qizhe after ten o'clock to prepare the baby's full moon wine at night. You can eat it together at night." Lin Rong stared at the screen and ate a piece of green apple. The niece of Lin Rong's best friend who handles the wine is very close, and has been preparing for this for a long time.

"Oh, by the way, Auntie will come to clean up in a while." Lin Rong glanced at the phone, "It's almost time."

Le Zhishi took a sip of milk, and suddenly thought of the oil and cover that had been taken apart from the bedside table, and almost coughed out, "Um... let me help my brother clean up his room."

Lin Rong shifted her gaze to Le Zhishi's face, showing a lovely and meaningful smile, "How messy it is."

Le Zhishi waved his hand immediately, "No, it's really not messy."

"Okay, then you can clean it up." Lin Rong couldn't help but teased when he knew that Lezhi, and ate a piece of tofu, and said vaguely, "Both brother doesn't like other people's things that move him anyway. Where is your room?"

"Auntie can accept it."

"Yes, your room is useless anyway." Lin Rong smiled.

Lezhishi's ears were red, "That's not right..."

"Otherwise, just decorate you into a video room, you can watch anime, or the cloakroom between you and your brother, you two don't have separate cloakroom..."

"what?"

Just after the proposal, Lin Rong said to herself, "No, you still have to leave a bedroom for you. If you two quarrel, you can throw him back to your room to sleep alone, right? Actually, you come and sleep with me. You can also..."

Lezhishi couldn't hear it laughing or crying, "Is this going back to my natal home?"

Lin Rong immediately applauded, "Very accurate."

After finishing the tableware, Le Zhishi quickly went upstairs and returned to Song Yu's room. The gentle breeze in early April raised a whole wall of white curtains. Since Le Zhishi moved in, Song Yu has removed the heavy black curtain, and The room was originally bright and transparent.

He put those things that could easily cause embarrassment into the cabinet, folded the quilt, and caught a glimpse of Song Yu’s silky black pajamas on the light gray sheets. He had just changed it. Although it was very thin and soft, it had extremely buttoned buttons. Inexplicable.

The wind in April was soft as water, and with it came an unknown floral scent, shaking with the morning sun. Le Zhishi picked up the clothes and raised his arms tentatively. The clothes spread out in his palm like water, while Le Zhishi lowered his head and buried his face in it.

The unique smell of Song Yu filled his nose and all of his body. Le Zhishi's mind thought of the fingers he lingered on his face earlier, his kisses and hugs. He sat ignorantly on the bed that was paved by himself without a trace of wrinkles. This was a big taboo and would ruin the masterpiece he had just completed, but his mind was guided by the smell, and the blood all over his body was like a countercurrent. In the end, he He even fell on the bed sniffing his pajamas.

Le Zhishi can always ruin the cleanliness, Song Yu's cleanliness, his own cleanliness.

People always say that the emotion after getting it is always a downward arc, but Lezhishi feels that his desire for Song Yu is always increasing day by day. He suddenly had a weird imagination, thinking that his previous life might have been a part of Song Yu's body, that's why he was full of a sense of belonging to everything about him.

A stranger's voice suddenly heard outside the door, interrupting Lezhishi's reverie. He heard Lin Rong greet his aunt, his mind was clear for a moment, and he remembered his job when he returned to the bedroom.

The culprit's pajamas were ruthlessly folded by him and placed on the beige cloth sofa. Le Zhishi walked to the desk, closed his laptop, and various documents and writings spread out, and put the pen back into the pen holder. Song Yu's desk was clean again. He picked up a National Geographic magazine and walked to the shelf to put it together with the other magazines.

After standing for a while, Le Zhishi suddenly discovered that there was a thick book on the top of his bookshelf without an outer cover, with a green inner cover and no book title on the side. A little curious, Le Zhishi took it down, and just opened the title page, he found a line of handwriting, which was his own.

[Song Yu brother, happy birthday to you! ]

Looking at the maturity of the title and handwriting, Le Zhishi can judge that he was in junior high school. Seeing the title of the catalog page, "You breathe the sun, I breathe the moon (Akhmatova's lyrics, he couldn't help but say I was amazed by my taste back then, turned my head and thought about it, as if I was only attracted by the name at the time, and I didn't actually read this book, so I bought it without hesitation.

Now think about it, sending love poems to Song Yu in adolescence is really not a good idea...

He turned it slightly, and the page stopped at a certain sheet, and it turned out that there was a folded draft paper in it. Le Zhishi first took the paper away, and his gaze stayed on the page that was lined by Song Yu.

[But I didn’t take care of my heart

It was stolen from me]

[I easily guessed the thief

I can recognize him by looking at the eyes

It's just that I'm afraid of his stealing heart

He will go back too fast, too fast]

Different from the emotionally charged text, Song Yu's black line is straight and standard, and it looks like him, but such words are not like words that he would praise, but he drew the line, which is very contradictory.

Reading these few sentences silently, the heart beats very fast when Lezhi, as written in the poem, as if you could hear the "sound of dragonfly flapping" on your chest, and the folded paper fell to the floor without grasping it firmly. Le Zhishi closed the book, picked up the folded paper, and opened it by the way.

There are no words on the paper, and there is no formula for calculation. It’s the simple strokes even more inconsistent with Song Yu’s style. There are a lot of them. They are all cheese patterns. The only thing that Song Yu has is that he distributes the patterns neatly, drawing them next to each other. At first, the shapes were a bit hard and not quite. It's cute, and it's a little rounder in the back.

Le Zhishi stared, frowning slightly, he felt so familiar. A few seconds later, he thought of the sketchbook that Song Yu gave him when he graduated from high school. The cheese was also engraved on it.

He was a little puzzled, why did Song Yu copy the logo of this brand repeatedly, just because it looks good?

The bedroom door was knocked, Le Zhishi turned around and heard Lin Rong speak, "Le Le, come down and help me change the sofa cover."

"Oh." Le Zhishi put the paper back in the book, everything returned to its original place, and went downstairs to beat Lin Rong. Just after the replacement, he picked up the old sofa cover and prepared to go to the laundry room. He heard the door opening and looked at the entrance, and he saw Song Yu wearing a black sweater and a navy blue baseball cap.

"I'm back." Lin Rong stood up, "Did you bring me yogurt?"

Song Yu gave a hum, put the bag on the coffee table, and when asked Lezhi, "has enough sleep?"

"I didn't sleep." Le Zhishi was a little dissatisfied thinking that he had done so much work in the morning. He was holding the sofa cover and preparing to go to the laundry room. Who knew that Song Yu stepped to the door of the laundry room and blocked him. The laundry room is connected to the living balcony. The door is very large. When Lezhi, Song Yu also went to the left to block him. When Lezhi, Song Yu went to the right, and Song Yu also went to the right.

"Song Yu, you are so naive." Le Zhishi looked up at him, "You weren't so naive in high school."

Lin Rong clarified on the sofa, "That's wrong, he never had it since he was born."

Song Yu smiled at the corner of his mouth. He liked the expression when Lezhi was teased, so he pinched his chin and kissed his lips.

This action frightened Le Zhishi and jumped for fear of being seen by Lin Rong. He pushed Song Yu, but he was wrapped around his waist, "I won't give you a chance to sleep for a while." He was a little hot, it was exercise. Body temperature after.

"Can't sleep." Lezhishi replied.

"why?"

"It's..." Lezhishi pursed his mouth, and said frankly, "You did it, and you asked me."

Hearing the answer he wanted, when Song Yu finally let off Lezhi, he nodded a little self-affirmingly, "My fault." After Lezhi red ears the sofa cover into the washing machine, he thought very intimately. He set the time and clicked the switch.

Lin Rong walked over with the rest of the pillowcase, and shook her tongue all the way, making her ears redder when Lezhi.

She stood up and said to her son to give in, and then said: "Song Yu, you are getting more and more serious, do you know?"

"You have a good birth." Song Yu returned with a single sentence.

Lin Rong shook her head repeatedly, trying to draw Le Zhishi into her camp, "Le Le, ignore him, go, and follow me to Yanghe Qizhe."

Who knows Song Yu said, "I will take him out for dinner at noon today, and I have an appointment with a friend."

"Huh?" Le Zhishi knew nothing. "When did you make an appointment? With whom?"

"Morning." Song Yu leaned on the washing machine, reached out and took off the hair loop from the back of Lezhishi's head, loosened up the twitches, and curled his hair slightly. "You should be very happy to see them."

"Okay," Lin Rong shrugged, feeling a surprise, "Remember to go to Yanghe Qizhe to eat Full Moon Wine at night."

After changing his clothes, Lezhishi followed Song Yu out. He didn't know anything about the destination or the person he met. What's even stranger was that Song Yu didn't drive a car.

"Is the place to eat close?"

"Not close." Song Yu said, holding Le Zhishi's hand through a traffic light intersection and heading to the subway station. They took the pink subway line 2 with the crowd. There were a lot of people. Le Zhishi and Song Yu were standing close to each other at the door.

"I photographed you here." Song Yu suddenly said.

Le Zhishi's eyes widened slightly, showing a surprised expression, "When?"

"The time you followed me." Song Yu stared at his face, as if thinking that he must have forgotten that trivial thing, but for Song Yu, that day made him happy for a long time, whether it was the stupid thief who followed him. , Or the word "family" he blurted out while standing at the registration desk, or the appearance of him sleeping on his shoulder.

Le Zhishi remembered it, and he was very clever to guess where to eat, "You want to take me to the Japanese food shop before?"

"Should..."

After approaching the store, Lezhishi verified all his conjectures, including the friends Song Yu said he would be happy to meet.

"You are finally here!" Xia Zhixu, who was sitting near the floor-to-ceiling windows, stretched out his arms towards them and waved them, with a smile that was almost indistinguishable from the sunshine on his face, "Come on."

Le Zhishi was a little surprised, especially when he saw Xu Qichen turning his face to smile at him, "Qichen senior..."

Song Yu embraced him and sat down opposite Xia Zhixu and Xu Qichen, "Did you order?"

"Yeah." Xia Zhixu smiled and showed his teeth, "It's still the same as before, how about it, I have a good memory, right."

After listening, Xu Qichen was the first to laugh, and he was very much. Seeing a smile on his quiet face, Lezhi felt a sense of relief for no reason. He very much hopes that the past can really pass, and Xu Qichen should not be trapped in the words of those people.

"I ordered an extra ice cream for you." Xu Qichen handed Lezhishi a cup of tea.

"Thank you senior." Le Zhishi's eyes fell from Xu Qichen's body to Xia Zhixu's body, blinked, and spoke very directly, "So senior, are you together?"

Xia Zhixu originally drank a sip of tea, choked on the cough by Le Zhishi's words, and patted his chest.

Song Yu said lightly, "Are you a high school student?"

Xu Qichen's ears were red, and he glanced at Xia Zhixu and was amused.

"How do you know?" Xia Zhi and Xu Chao Le Zhishi raised his chin, "Song Yu told you?"

"No." Lezhishi put his hand on his chin, "I guessed it. I had this feeling before. It was not very clear at the time. Later, when I think about it, the more I think about it, the more I feel that you like each other."

"It's amazing..." Xia Zhixu shook his head.

Song Yu picked up a piece of sushi for Le Zhishi, "It's better than you."

"Bad brother control."

It felt like Xia Zhixu was the only person at the dinner table who didn't know anything about him and Song Yu. Le Zhishi kindly told him directly, "I am his boyfriend now."

Xia Zhixu choked again and turned to look at Xu Qichen. As a result, the other party just looked innocent and said slowly, "Oh, yes, I haven't had time to tell you about them..."

"When?" Xia Zhixu couldn't believe it.

"Just..." Le Zhishi recalled, this long time of memory gave Xia Zhixu more blows.

"In my freshman year."

Xu Qichen nodded, "Around Christmas."

"You also know?" Xia Zhixu thought he was very autistic during college, and he couldn't listen to things outside the window.

"Well," Xu Qichen took a bite of a big blessing, "the whole school knows it."

Xia Zhixu is really autistic, "Song Yu, you deserve it."

"Thank you." Song Yu gave him the last piece of sushi as a charity.

They slapped each other, talked while eating, and shared the time they missed. Seeing the appearance of Xia Zhixu today, Le Zhishi couldn't help but compare him with the image of the man in the school next door. He always felt that he was a little thinner and his voice was much lower than before. The feeling between him and Xu Qichen is the same as before, just like first love, very young and clean.

The same hand on the side of the table would occasionally meet, but this time, they did not move away casually. Xia Zhixu subconsciously placed his palm on Xu Qichen's hand while talking to Song Yu, and held him.

"So you are going to UCL together?" Xia Zhixu clipped a piece of tempura to Xu Qichen. "Yes, G5."

Le Zhishi couldn't help but say, "You are still better, you are already the boss of a startup company."

"Just do some games." Xia Zhixu smiled modestly.

Song Yu raised his eyebrows, "Fortunately, I can still play games."

"I suspect you are taunting me." Xia Zhixu pointed at him.

"Be confident."

After eating a meal for two hours, it was finally Song Yu's turn to check out this time. There were a lot of people. Le Zhishi followed Xu Qichen to the door and waited. The afternoon sun was very comfortable and it was warm on the body.

"Lele." Xu Qichen took the initiative to speak to him, "When you passed the W test, I originally wanted to give you a gift. But at that time, I was in a bad state and I thought you wouldn't want it, so in the end Not sent out."

"What I want." Le Zhishi blurted out, looking at Xu Qichen sincerely in his eyes.

Xu Qichen smiled, with a gentle voice, "I happen to be going back to school next week. I will send you a book."

"Okay." Lezhishi didn't know where the idea came from, and hugged him directly, "Thank you."

He also didn't know whether he was grateful to Xu Qichen for remembering himself when he was overwhelmed with a meal, or he was grateful to Xu Qichen for coming out by himself and reuniting with Xia Zhixu.

Xu Qichen seemed to understand his hug, and patted Le Zhishi on the shoulder, "I am fine now."

"Yeah." Lezhishi stepped back, "I can feel it. It's great, although this ending is a bit late."

Xu Qichen looked at him, then looked at the traffic on the road, "It's not too late."

His voice is very gentle, "As long as I can come again, it is never too late, I am very satisfied."

Xia Zhixu called Xu Qichen from a distance, and came over to take his shoulders. They planned to part with each other as before, and Song Yu also stood by Le Zhishi's side.

"Make an appointment next time."

As he said, Xia Zhixu suddenly thought of something, "Oh, yes, I remember." He said to Song Yu, "Your boy was the one made for Lele at the time, the one made with me. "

Le Zhishi tilted his head, "Book?"

Xu Qichen also turned his face to Xia Zhixu with some doubts.

Song Yu, who was unfavorable in front of Xia Zhixu, finally lost his arrogance this time, "Shut up."

"What? You won't miss it, will you?" Xia Zhixu seemed to have caught his handle. "Lele, your brother made a sketchbook for you when he went to Beijing for training with me, and he did it carefully. I almost broke my hand..." Under Song Yu's gag threat, Xia Zhixu didn't say any more.

"You mean you did it too?" Xu Qichen keenly caught the point.

"Ah..." Xia Zhixu was a little embarrassed. He patronized Song Yu, but he forgot his own and didn't send it out. "Then what, you'll know when you go back."

The two guys who had double shots in the senior year of high school both slipped around their lover.

Thinking back to the scratch paper covered with cheese patterns that I saw in that book, all the clues were connected in an instant.

It turned out that it was not a brand logo at all.

"You carved that cheese, right?"

Song Yu, who got off the subway, didn’t continue to feel awkward, but said frankly, “Well, it’s the fool of Xia Zhixu who insisted on keeping it as a souvenir, so I made a notebook with him. In the end, he still used his cell phone Lost in Beijing."

"That cheese..." He paused, "I painted it when I was fine."

This sentence gave Lezhishi a wonderful feeling.

"Is it because my name resembles cheese?"

Song Yu stared into his eyes, as if complaining about him always asking bluntly. After a while, he hummed.

At this moment, Le Zhishi finally knew that it wasn't just his boyhood who would do stupid things to write Song Yu's name over and over again. Song Yu had also done similar actions, but it was more obscure and more defensive.

It's no wonder that the second time I got the sketchbook was after Song Yu returned from a meeting in Beijing. These sketchbooks, which Le Zhishi regarded as treasures, were not those that Song Yu randomly threw to him, but the works he bound and carved patterns on the leather.

But he didn't say anything. Le Zhishi suddenly felt fortunate that he cherished everything Song Yu gave him enough. If he lost or wasted his sketchbook at will, now the truth became clear, he would probably feel very, very much because he trampled on Song Yu's heart. Sad.

"You always don't say it." Le Zhishi took his hand, "Are you still having a lot of things that you haven't told me."

During the conversation, they had already paced from the subway station to the alleys of Yanghe Qizhe. Song Yu didn't answer at first, and then he whispered.

"Tell me." Le Zhishi held his arm coquettishly.

But he smiled lightly, "Too many."

"I want to hear, you can tell me one before going to bed every day, as a bedtime story, okay?"

Opening the store door, Song Yu gently agreed, "Okay."

The flowers in Yang and Qizhe were decorated with flowers. For a moment, Song Yu returned to the time he was preparing for the wedding, but this time the flowers were more colorful, and there were also many large dolls, Lego blocks and half-length bubbles that children liked. Futa.

"It's so lively."

"Are you here?" Lin Rong blew up a balloon and set it aside.

"I'll help you." Lezhishi ran to blow up the balloon, but the first one exploded, frightening himself in place.

Standing not far away, Song Yu was stunned at first, but later amused by Lezhishi's reaction, and the more he thought about it, the more lovely he became.

"You go to the back kitchen to taste the soup!" He was not free, and was sent to the kitchen by Lin Rong, "By the way, call your father and ask him not to forget to come over, but he is going to speak, bring the manuscript! "

Le Zhishi couldn't help but say, "It's so grand."

"That is, after all, the first junior of my best friend. She likes this niece, just like her own daughter. The birth of a baby is a super happy event."

Seeing the cute photo on the wall, Lezhi was a little lost, and picked up a balloon again, "Auntie Rong, you..."

Lin Rong seemed to be able to read minds, so she simply said to him, "I don't want my little grandson."

Le Zhishi couldn't help but laughed, "I haven't said yet."

"It's the same if you say it or not, behave." Lin Rong took his shoulders and watched the photo wall with him. "Children are very cute, but it is very exhausting to teach and raise a child. I have pulled the two of you up and have enjoyed enough of the fun of being a mother. When you grow up, I also want to take advantage of my energy and do more for myself. My value should not be just the value of being a mother. I also want to be myself, not so-and-so's mother. Do you understand?"

Lezhishi nodded and hugged Lin Rong again, "Thanks for your hard work."

He leaned against Lin Rong's shoulder, was silent for a moment, and called her with a very soft, tentative voice for the first time, "Mom, thank you."

Originally, I was joking at the last moment. When Lin Rong heard this name, her nose suddenly sore and her eyes turned red.

She also hugged Lezhi Shi and stroked his back up and down, "So..."

She was a little childish, "You always want to call my mother, hum, Song Jin is still stopping. You call again in front of him for a while, do you hear it?"

"I heard my mother." Lezhishi laughed and nodded in her arms obediently.

Lin Rong added, "Don't call him father yet."

Le Zhishi kept smiling, "Okay."

The guests came in droves, Yang and Qizhe's front yard people grew more and more, and it was not time to eat. Le Zhishi arranged the balloon and turned around to search for Song Yu's figure. I went to look for the box again, found the last box all the way, opened the sliding door, and finally saw Song Yu in the backyard hidden by Yang and Qizhe. He sat quietly on the bench under the cherry tree, and raised his eyes to look at him.

This weeping evening sakura was transplanted in the backyard when Lezhishi was ten years old. The whole family of four transplanted it in the backyard. Now it has grown a lot. The snow-white cherry blossoms are covered with hanging branches. Swaying, a snow-colored rain of flowers sprinkled down. The orange light of the evening fell on the cold flowers and trees, as if it was dyed with smoke.

Song Yu under the flower tree looked exceptionally clear and calm, and the setting sun reflected an imperceptible gentleness on his face.

He stretched out a hand towards Lezhishi, and Lezhishi followed along, holding his finger, "You will really hide away."

He didn't answer, but Song Yu used a little bit of strength to bring Le Zhishi into his arms, let him sit on his lap, hugged him, and kissed his side neck.

"I called Aunt Rong's mother just now." Le Zhishi looked at Song Yu and saw a cherry blossom on his head, so he gently twisted it with his hand, turned it around, and continued, "She is very happy."

Song Yu said, "She has been thinking about it for a long time, but she just didn't say it."

"At this point, you are very similar to her." Le Zhishi put his arms around his neck, showing a sweet and simple smile.

Looking at his face, Song Yu fell into deep thought, and was quickly brought back to his thoughts by the soft kiss on the lips of Le Zhishi.

"I had a dream last night." He whispered while holding Lezhi.

Le Zhishi held the tiny stalk of the cherry blossom and walked on Song Yu's face with soft flowers, "What did you dream of?"

"Dreaming... your parents didn't leave. You grew up in the UK and you were a spoiled child at first sight."

"What then?" Le Zhishi's hand movement stopped. He seemed to only care about one thing, "Where are you?"

"I'm in China, but I seem to be looking for you. I saw you when I grew up." Song Yu's eyes floated far away, recalling the dream, "I still remember the sea and the white cliffs." He Wei Wei The corners of his mouth were raised, "We are together too."

Le Zhishi bumped his forehead against him, "Then what?"

"I don't remember very much. It seems to be lying on the grass together, and there are many endless summers that drove very well."

It sounds like a beautiful dream. Le Zhishi stared at Song Yu's face and said solemnly, "Song Yu, you really like me so you have this kind of dream."

Song Yu was amused by his serious expression, and squeezed his face, "You just know."

After that, the smile on his face was slightly reduced, and he asked when he was holding Lezhi, "Baby, would you feel that if your parents are there, like in a dream, you grow up happily and will compare ..." He considered his words, and finally said, "...not so regrettable."

Le Zhishi was quiet, changed his posture, got up and sat face to face on Song Yu again, calling his brother, his amber pupils are sincere and transparent, "I don't feel sorry at all."

His voice was very soft, "I can't compare myself with my hypothetical self. Of course, I also thought about what would be like if my parents were still there, and would it be happier, but to be honest, there are Aunt Rong and It is a great thing for Uncle Song to act as a parent. I can't think of anyone better than them in the world."

As he said, he touched Song Yu's forehead, "Not to mention you. Being able to grow up with you is the luckiest thing in my life."

Song Yu raised his hand and touched the soft hair on the back of his head.

"I don't think that dream is so beautiful, nor do I envy it, because that way I will miss your best childhood, your youth, and maybe have your future, but the relationship between us will not be so deep. From three Years old, now 22 years old, every day I spend with you, is the most precious gift I have ever had."

Song Yu lowered his eyes and looked at him again, hugging tighter.

"I can't imagine that you didn't grow up next to me. So I always feel that I am cruel. I choose again, I still hope you can come to my house when you are three years old."

"Not cruel." Le Zhishi's arms folded behind Song Yu's neck, and his voice was gentle, "The other side of regret is Consummation."

As they were talking, there was the sound of moving the door. They looked over and saw Song Jin at the door, and the three of them were all startled.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Rong also walked over and watched them sitting under the cherry tree in a hug, showing a strange expression, "It's eating." When she turned her head, she patted the stunned person. Song Jin, "You are too fussed, did you bring the manuscript?"

"Take it, look at it."

"I'm not watching." Lin Rong glanced at the door again, "Don't get bored with you two, eat."

"I know." Song Yu shook his head helplessly, and hit Lezhishi with his forehead.

Le Zhishi laughed, stood up and shook the cherry blossoms on his body, "I'm eating."

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The author has something to say:

It's over. This article can be regarded as beginning in a small daily life, and ending in a small daily life.

I feel that the end of this time gave me more of a complete consummation. What I wanted to say was also mentioned in the closing chapter. All that is left is the dissatisfaction with Le Zhishi, Song Yu, and many of the characters in this article. But they will continue their lives in this small world, so they bid farewell to them only temporarily.

At the beginning, I wanted to eat bamboo horse food, but the bottom of the pit was very cold, so I wanted to write it myself. It was the first time I tried this year. I hope I didn't disappoint you. I still like Xiao Yu very much, and he is a perfect brother in my heart. Lele is also the softest and cutest child I have ever written.

This is the first time I have finished without much emotional ups and downs. I will not be particularly sad. I think it has something to do with their peaceful story. I feel that they will continue their lives happily, so I only feel relieved when I say goodbye.

Thank you very much for your company and support along the way. I am very grateful that you have Song Yu and Lezhi when you have this complete story. Other extras about Le Zhishi and Song Yu will be written in the upcoming physical book~ There are also radio dramas, so my sons and everyone will see you again~

My column has a free collection of Fanwai, and I may update the Fanwai of Deputy CP or Lily CP in that column, but I am really busy recently, so it may take a little longer. If it is updated, I will share the link to WeChat. Bo's~)

I have finished five books without knowing it. I feel very fulfilled. I also hope that I can keep going. It would be better if I make a little progress. hhh.

At the end of the year and the next six months, I will be very busy in CMM, so it may take a long time before I open a new article, but I will do it as soon as possible!

Everyone click into the upper right corner, my column page has two pre-collecting pits, I will open the infinite stream first (because the copywriting is so hard, this article has not written a very detailed copy.), I will also open the specific time Notice on Weibo and column introduction~

The two copywriting are at the end~

I said that it was good to write allergens before the infinite stream as relaxation, but then I found that this is no longer a novel to relax myself. When I wrote it, I cried the most times in history, but in the end I felt the most complete Happiness, I hope allergens will bring you even a little happiness and healing power. If everyone likes this article, I hope to light up the stars for him after the bidding is over, and give him a comment. Thank you very much [Bow~

Our lives are always full of regrets, but there must be people and things that make us happy at the moment, so we must believe that we are the best now, so that we in every time and space will feel happy.

Everyone will usher in the ending of Yang and Qizhe.

Love you guys.

See you next time if you are destined.

neat

2020.11.20