He actually said what he said to Marshmallow last night.

Le Zhi was in a mixed mood. Was he laughing at him? Was he laughing at him?

But Song Yu was right, he really didn't make people worry.

Thinking of this, Le Zhishi's expression became a little depressed. When Song Yu stretched out the alcohol swab, he shrank back and apologized to him in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

Song Yu did not respond to his apology, but stretched out his other hand to hold his chin, "Don't move."

As soon as he said it, Le Zhi really didn't move, but his thoughts began to wander, thinking of the past in school, whether he won a speech contest or was knocked down while playing basketball, Song Yu who was present would never take the initiative to step forward.

They take their role as strangers seriously.

So now, Le Zhishi is even a little grateful that the sudden asthma attack on the first day of school forced them to disclose this complicated relationship, and they seemed to be very upright when they were together.

Seeing him in a daze, Song Yu said nonchalantly: "Is it delicious?"

Le Zhishi pulled away from his thoughts. After hearing this sentence, he was very convinced that Song Yu was laughing at him now.

"I accidentally inhaled it." He frowned.

This scene reminded Song Yu of the time they went to the dentist together when they were children. Le Zhi had a mouth full of cavities from eating sweets. Lin Rong took them to the dentist's office. When he heard the sound of the electric drill, Le Zhi opened his mouth and wowed.

She cried and grabbed his hand and refused to let go.

Song Yu continued to wipe it, and asked in an unhurried tone, "What does it smell like?"

"Halmimelon flavor." Le Zhishi described it truthfully. "It was sweet at first, but then it became a bit nauseating, like fever-reducing syrup."

It can be described so concretely.

After saying that, Le Zhi spit out a little bit and wrapped it in paper, "Could it be that the person who made the refill guessed that someone would suck it, so he deliberately made it sweet?"

Song Yu glanced at him and said, "If I had told you earlier that the pen refill was sweet, I wouldn't have needed to go to the dentist. If you eat this like candy, you won't get cavities."

I was teased again, but Le Zhishi got the point completely wrong, "Did I go to the dentist when I was a kid?"

It’s unbelievable. How could I forget it after crying like that? Shouldn’t it be something that will be remembered for a lifetime?

"Your childhood memories are really vague." Song Yu said.

Le Zhishi was noncommittal about this, and held his wrist. His voice sounded a little vague with saliva, "Then what happened, don't you remember everything?"

"My childhood is yours anyway."

Song Yu was slightly startled.

Le Zhi didn't feel that he had said anything important. His feet were still moving and he couldn't sit still. Song Yu returned to silence, pressed his shaking knees with his hand, and carefully used the soaked cotton swab to

Wipe the ink stained between the teeth.

Being held down by his knees, Le Zhi lowered his head and caught a glimpse of his empty wrist, which did not have the watch he gave.

"Aren't you wearing a watch?"

Song Yu didn't answer immediately, but Le Zhishi asked again, "Why don't you wear it?"

This confident and confident attitude of asking questions reminded Song Yu of the first time Le Zhi gave this watch to him, and when he was rejected, he also asked him with such a direct expression.

"Why not?"

"Brother Xiaoyu, don't you like it?"

Le Zhishi was even more naive when he was a child. He held the gift box of the watch and took a look at it for himself. He felt quite satisfied. Then he raised his head and asked, "Doesn't it look good? I asked the aunt at the counter to pick it out with me. She promised me that you will definitely like it."

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Song Yu didn't dislike it, but he knew that this remuneration was very generous for a primary school student. He could use it to buy a lot of things for himself, and there was no need to spend it on a watch given to others. At the same time, he also knew very well that the remuneration would be very generous for a primary school student.

It's useless to tell Le Zhishi this, he is a stupid and stubborn child.

So he decided to communicate directly with the counter sister.

"Hello, I would like to return the watch. I have not used this watch. The packaging and receipt are here. According to the regulations of the mall, it should be returnable."

A cute mixed-race kid came alone to buy a watch, which already impressed the counter sister deeply. Now his brother handles the return with a mature attitude beyond his peers, which is hard not to make people feel strange.

"Okay." The counter sister kept smiling, "Please show me..."

Le Zhishi, who was in front of the counter, yelled no, then sat down on the ground, hugged Song Yu's thigh tightly, and cried and begged him. At first, Song Yu was unselfish and took out the receipt that he had collected long ago.

He gave it to the cabinet sister. When Coke found out, he cried so hard that even the cabinet sister couldn't help but persuade him: "Why don't you talk to your brother first?"

Song Yu thought for a while, and finally squatted down, took out a pack of tissues from his schoolbag and gave it to him, "Why are you crying?"

"You, you don't want my gift." Le Zhi twitched, becoming more and more aggrieved as he spoke, "I haven't even finished saying happy birthday, you, you just..."

Seeing that he was about to cry again, Song Yu immediately said, "I don't want your gift."

Le Zhi suddenly choked up and listened to him with tears in her big eyes.

"This gift is too expensive, and such consumption is unreasonable."

Maybe one day when you look back, you will regret the first big expense in your life.

The tears he had been holding still fell out, and Le Zhi wiped them with the back of his hand, "But I've been watching for a long time. It's not that I don't know anything. You all think I don't understand."

Hearing this, the counter girl standing aside couldn't help but say, "Indeed, when the little brother came here on the first day, I thought he was joking, but he came three times in a row and took a long time to choose.

, payment will be made on the last day.”

When I took the money out of my schoolbag, I counted it carefully three times.

The counter sister looked at Song Yu and said, "He is very cautious."

Song Yu was silent. He could never cry when he saw Le Zhi Shi. He insisted on making the decision he thought was right, so he did not retreat for the time being. Le Zhi Shi agreed that he was willing to accept the gift and went home with him contentedly.

In the room at night, Song Yu sat in front of the desk, and the dial under the desk lamp emitted a bright light. He held the price tag and studied it for a long time, preparing to return the goods alone the next day.

He wanted to get a glass of water before going to bed. Halfway downstairs, when Song Yu saw Le Zhi, he was nestled in his mother's arms and watching cartoons. He held a lollipop in his mouth and pointed at the advertisement for the Little Genius Watch on the TV commercial, "That little watch doesn't have one."

I gave it to my brother to look good, right Aunt Rong."

"Of course, the one you bought is the most beautiful, and none of these ten can match it." Lin Rong touched his head and asked, "Lele, why do you want to buy a watch for your brother?"

Song Yu stopped.

Le Zhi took out the candy in his mouth and spoke in a serious tone, like a little adult, "We used to be together every day, and I could play with my brother just two floors down. Now my brother is in junior high school and has gone to another school.

, I miss him so much, so I let my little watch accompany him." He held up his empty wrist, with a smile in his voice, "Brother Xiaoyu will think of me when he looks at the time."

"We Lele are so smart."

He never thought that there was such a thought behind the crying. Song Yu turned back silently, sat down, and put on the watch on himself.

Obviously he was always the one who didn't care, but every moment of his childhood was engraved in his mind, and he was the only one who remembered it when asked.

Song Yu could no longer tell whether he or Le Zhi was in need of whose company more.

Song Yu, who was lost in memories, was a little inattentive. The cotton swab accidentally rubbed against his gums, causing Le Zhi to frown and subconsciously shrink back. Song Yu came back to his senses and held his chin and pulled it forward. Le Zhi did not hesitate.

If you dare to move, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, you will repeat your question once again: "Why don't you wear it?"

"You have a lot of questions." Song Yu said.

If you answer me from the beginning, there is only one question. I said it in my heart when I was happy.

Song Yu's expression was too calm, and his eyes were focused on one point. This reminded him of a horror movie he had seen before, and the ogre in it was so elegant.

No, this comparison is too strange. Le Zhishi forcibly stopped his fantasy in his heart and simply closed his eyes.

The loss of vision brings about the enhancement of other senses.

He could clearly feel the touch of the moistened cotton swab, which was very light and a little itchy. The evaporation of alcohol brought a cold feeling. Perhaps he felt uncomfortable when he knew clearly that the person sitting opposite him was not a doctor and was happy to know.

Same.

Being so close, he could smell the aroma of lemon laundry detergent emanating from Song Yu's collar, which was the same as his own, which made him feel at ease subconsciously.

But the taste of alcohol was really not that good. Le Zhi kept his mouth open, and the saliva accumulated in his mouth was mixed with medical alcohol.

So bitter.

Song Yu's hand movements suddenly stopped.

With his eyes closed, Le Zhishi obediently waited for him to continue, but after waiting for a while, there was no movement. He opened his eyes in confusion and called out brother vaguely, with a questioning tone.

Song Yu put alcohol and cotton swabs into his hand and stood up, "There is a mirror over there, look at it and clean it yourself."

Le Zhishi pulled some paper, spit out the bitter saliva in his mouth, and let out a cry. He knew that this was indeed a troublesome thing, and he should have done it himself earlier.

Taking the tool to the mirror on the wall next to the window, Le Zhishi observed it and found that it was almost polished.

It's amazing, it turns out that such stubborn ink can be dissolved.

Le Zhishi was a child who couldn't hide his emotions, and his admiration for Song Yu was completely reflected on his face from beginning to end.

"That's amazing. My school uniform is often scratched by pen refills, can I wipe it with alcohol?" He looked back at Song Yu as if he had discovered a new world.

Song Yu's right hand was originally resting on his left wrist, but he took it away the moment he turned around. He hummed, turned around and prepared to leave first, "Let's go."

"Hey...wait for me." Le Zhishi wanted to follow Song Yu, but after taking a look at the used things, he hesitated and went back to clean them up. When he went out again, Song Yu had already gone far away.

Looking at his back, Le Zhi felt a little disappointed.
To be continued...