Puppy love?

A big pot fell from the sky and stunned Le Zhishi, "No..." He frowned, still holding the earphone in his hand, and muttered to himself, "I didn't fall in love early.

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And he refused outright.

He tilted his head again to look at Song Yu in front of him, and retorted loudly, "I don't have puppy love!"

Song Yu remained silent. Le Zhi had no choice but to think about it by himself. Thinking of what happened in the corridor on the third floor of the medical clinic, he realized, "You were standing down there just now, right? You misunderstood. I was sending the gift I received."

Give it back to her."

Omitting the information of the confessor, Le Zhishi restored the matter exactly as it was, like a kindergarten kid who obediently reported what happened at school every day, speaking vividly and vividly, for fear of missing details.

One reported the whole journey, while the other rode silently and listened, driving from the spacious road into the winding alley, approaching the destination in the undulating waves of sycamore leaves.

"I didn't even agree to her. I bought her a drink because I was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable being rejected, so I said I wanted to treat her to a drink. And I bought him a Coke. I also bought a Coke for Jiang Yufan, but I gave...

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At this point, he suddenly stopped talking. I don't know why, but the more he talked about Le Zhi, the more aggrieved he felt. He thought of the confession wall incident that the girls discussed during the meeting in the morning.

"Have you not been confessed by others? Even that Peiya confession wall, I want to file a complaint." It was clearly a threat, but it had no deterrent effect at all. He even lowered the volume unconsciously, which made him look particularly weak. There was a pause.

After a pause, Le Zhishi added more jealously: "The girls in our class had a lively discussion this morning. Maybe the whole school knows about it."

The bicycle came to a sudden stop, and Le Zhishi's chirp suddenly pressed against Song Yu's back, so tightly that the endless sound was suppressed.

"The whole school knows more than just confessing."

Song Yu finally spoke and ordered Le Zhishi to get out of the car.

Of course Le Zhishi knew what he was talking about, "I didn't mean it. I was not feeling well at that time, so I accidentally shouted out..." He stuck behind him like a little follower, "Then what should we do now, everyone?"

Everyone has heard it, so no one should know it."

Song Yu didn't provide him with a plan, so he locked the car and walked inside.

My brother didn't feel happy after explaining so much. It didn't seem to be because of this.

The bicycle parked in front of an old slate-gray bungalow. A tall Magnolia grandiflorum was planted in front of the courtyard, and inside was a carefully tended small courtyard. The house was a European-style building from the Republic of China. It was renovated and decorated very simply.

A huge stone about the same height as a person has four characters engraved on it - Yang and Qizhe.

This is a private restaurant run by Song Yu's mother Lin Rong out of her hobbies.

Song Yu opened the door curtain and Le Zhi followed him in. There were already customers who had made reservations. They were Grandpa Zhang, a retired university professor who had been a regular customer since the store opened. He smiled and joked when he saw the two of them coming in.

"Xiao Rong, your big and handsome boy is back."

Hearing the sound, Lin Rong came out of the kitchen with a small plate of honey-pickled spring snow peaches in her hand. She placed it on the table and glanced at Le Zhishi and Song Yu with a smile.

Le Zhishi was a lovable person. Before Lin Rong could say anything, he obediently called him Grandpa Zhang. Song Yu nodded slightly as a greeting.

"Lele is taller again, but still a little behind my brother."

Lin Rong took off the schoolbag from Le Zhishi's shoulder and said, "It's still three years behind. Lele is still young and not in good health. She has grown very fast."

Le Zhishi emphasized a number that not many people care about, "I'm 1,76."

Song Yu, the tallest person in the store, did not participate in their height discussion and walked alone to the innermost private room. It was a lounge specially prepared by Lin Rong for the brothers.

Lin Rong took out the exquisitely packaged meal and handed it to Professor Zhang with both hands, "Eat it while it's hot when you get back."

"Thank you for your hard work," Professor Zhang was very happy. "My lover likes this. I'm hungry for it. I'll go back soon."

"Goodbye, Grandpa Zhang." Le Zhishi took the initiative and walked to the door.

When they first opened the store, Lele and Song Yu were still in elementary school. Lin Rong, who was interested in opening the store, only opened the store on Mondays and Fridays. There was no reservation mode for private dishes and no menu. It was all up to her arrangement. Customers came one after another.

Word of mouth spread, and more and more people came in. Many people made reservations a month in advance. Later, Lin Rong opened up the business hours to four days a week, which also made it convenient for Le Zhishi, who is allergic, to have lunch at noon.

Lunch was still sumptuous. The white jade porcelain plate was filled with fried golden crispy lotus root balls. As soon as it was brought to the table, Le Zhi took one away. When he took a bite, it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It was sweeter than the meatballs and mixed with flour.

Compared with ordinary vegetable balls, the kneaded and boiled lotus root pulp has a texture very similar to meat, soft and delicious.

"Lotus root balls are the most delicious meatballs in the world." Before Le Zhishi finished eating, he picked up a stewed chicken foot and stuffed it into his mouth. With the red sauce and thick oil, he gently sucked the chicken foot.

It melted.

More than one person said that Le Zhi looked delicious when he was eating, and some even suggested that he should become a mukbang so that he can cook by watching the way he eats.

Lin Rong came in with rock sugar lotus root powder, "Was the opening ceremony fun?" She put her hand on Song Yu's shoulder, but looked at Le Zhi, "How was Song Yu's speech today? You didn't forget the words."

Le Zhi, who was eating crazily like a little hamster, suddenly stopped, his cheeks bulging.

"Oh, I really forgot my words."

"No." Song Yu ignored Le Zhi's hint of blinking and added a bowl of lotus root starch, "It's just that something happened."

When I was happy, the chicken feet in my mouth suddenly no longer smelled good.

No, I promised not to say it.

"What happened?" Lin Rong looked curious.

Song Yu glanced at Le Zhi lightly and said, "It's him."

"Lele? What's wrong with Lele?"

Le Zhi was so panicked that his eyes flickered between Song Yu and Lin Rong, and he shook his head in advance to clear the relationship, "I didn't..."

"He didn't wear a nameplate and was criticized by name." Song Yu took a sip of lotus root starch and looked up to see the shocked Le Zhi, "He was almost late."

It's different from what I imagined.

"Nameplate?" Lin Rong exclaimed in a low voice, "Ah, it's me. I took them off together when I was doing laundry. I seem to have accidentally put both nameplates in my brother's room. Blame me. Blame me."

After saying that, when she looked at Le Zhi with an apologetic look, she caught a glimpse of the nameplate on her chest, "Hey, why are you wearing it?"

Le Zhishi explained guiltily, "My brother got it for me."

A waiter called outside, and Lin Rong hurriedly answered the call and went out. Le Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and looked anxiously at Song Yu, who was covering for her.

"I messed up your speech. I'm sorry. I won't eat the wrong thing next time."

The lotus root starch was chilled. Song Yu ate a small bowl. He initially felt better and less angry, but when he heard this apology that missed the point, his expression turned cold again.

Is the problem with interruptions?

Ke La looked pitiful when he found out, and he suppressed his anger and asked: "Where is your medicine?"

Faced with the sudden question, Le Zhishi was startled and explained in a low voice: "I used up the previous one. I brought a new bottle today. I couldn't open it in time when I went to the gym, so I put it in the classroom." After that, he added it again.

One sentence, "I didn't expect that I would get sick..."

Song Yu asked directly, "Then have you ever thought about what would happen if I wasn't here today?"

This sentence stunned Le Zhishi.

If Song Yu was not here today, he would definitely be in real danger with such a large dose of allergens.

He didn't speak. Song Yu said coldly: "I can't always be by your side."

"Why?" Le Zhishi frowned and looked at him.

The dangerous consequences of allergies did not scare him as much as Song Yu's words. He could not imagine that Song Yu would not be by his side one day.

"I will take medicine with me every day in the future, and this situation will never happen again." Le Zhishi lowered his eyes, "I really remember it."

Song Yu didn't want Le Zhishi to apologize all the time. When he thought of today's situation, he couldn't control his emotions.

But after a moment of silence, he didn't continue to say, "Eat." He filled another bowl of lotus root starch, holding a porcelain spoon in his hand to pick out the wolfberries in the lotus seeds and lotus root starch one by one, and put them into another bowl.

Growing up together and spending eleven years together, Le Zhishi could completely understand Song Yu's tone. When he said this, it meant that the matter was over. Feeling relieved, he hummed happily and picked up the

He picked up a lot of hot and sour lotus root strips for Song Yu with his chopsticks, "Eat this."

This is Song Yu's favorite dish since he was a child. It doesn't require complicated seasoning, and its crisp and tender texture surpasses all vegetables. The lotus root strips are lotus roots that have not yet expanded. They are as thin as a finger, white and tender, and are cut into sections diagonally and cooked together.

Dried chili peppers are stir-fried, and a layer of mature vinegar is cooked before serving. The pores are filled with soup, making it crispy, sour and spicy. This kind of water lettuce, which is specially available in summer, is no longer available after September. It is also delicate and difficult to transport over long distances.

It is kept fresh and is not available in many cities.

"It would be great if you could eat lotus root strips in spring, summer, autumn and winter."

After hearing this, Song Yu pushed the bowl of lotus root starch in front of Le Zhishi, and said in a tone of emotionless tone: "If you see it every day, you won't think it's delicious."

The short period of appreciation is precious.

Seeing each other every day means there is less novelty and expectation.

"would not."

He didn't expect Le Zhi to refute directly, and there was some surprise in his eyes.

Le Zhishi said with a child's determination, "What I like is something I am willing to eat every day. What's the point of eating something I don't like just for a change? It's best to put it in front of me every day."

Song Yu paused with his chopsticks, "Aren't you tired of it?"

Le Zhishi hesitated for a moment and did not answer directly. Song Yu did not continue to wait for the answer and ate quietly by himself.

"If it's my favorite, I won't get tired of it." He emphasized the last word, as if it was a carefully considered answer.
To be continued...