as you meet

With the help of Dr Watson, Ji Yusheng found out that the upcoming poetry meeting in X City will be held on the 25th, which is the same date and time as Mr. wrote on the calendar. Ji Yusheng is almost sure that this is the poetry meeting Mr. will come to.Thinking of trying to help his husband regain his slowly extinguished hopes and wishes, Ji Yusheng thought up some plans with all his heart, and wanted to find an opportunity to realize them with his husband after the poetry meeting.

In addition, he also found out that because this poetry meeting is an annual poetry meeting, it has a great momentum, and the location was chosen at the magnificent Muir Manor, which is located by the lake and has the most beautiful lake view and the largest orchard in Room X.

As far as Ji Yusheng knows, most of the poetry fairs are open to all poetry lovers based on the principle that art has no distinction between classes, classes and national boundaries, so the venue is generally not chosen to be held in such a luxurious place that violates the purpose of "no class". However, only those who have received the invitation letter can bring two family members or friends to this poetry meeting, and the venue is still in the luxurious Muir Manor. I feel strange and disappointed at the same time, because I probably only I was able to find Mr. at the end of the poetry meeting.

It's just that if this is the case, there is a high probability that I will miss it with my husband, and if I miss this time, Ji Yusheng doesn't know if my husband will come to X City again.If the husband will not come again, the only ending for the husband who resists all memories and them who lose all memories is to die without a problem.

After Ji Yusheng was worried about this for a long time, a lucky thing happened two weeks before the official start of the poetry meeting. Dr Watson’s friend happened to be inconvenient to come to X City. Hearing that Ji Yusheng was interested in this, he agreed to bring Ji Yusheng together. go.

That afternoon, Ji Yusheng was wearing a simple but formal suit and waited at the gate of Muir Manor. After waiting for a long time, he found Dr Watson's friend.

The man was about the same age as Dr Watson, probably only a few years younger, but he didn't have a kind and friendly face like Dr Watson, approachable, but rather arrogant.He is very particular about clothes and decorations. He wears a clean and straight shiny hair, a formal western-style tuxedo, two hollow silver pins on the neckline, and the parallel position between the first and second buttons on the left side of the clothes. A golden wheat ear brooch is pinned on it.As soon as he saw Ji Yusheng, he used a few impolite rhetorical questions to confirm his identity without introducing himself, and then said to him with a hint of blame:

"How can you dress so casually?"

At first, Ji Yusheng didn't understand the meaning of the words, until he saw many people in costumes passing by, including ladies with long rose dresses and smiling faces, and noble ladies in expensive furs shaking their high heels Of course, there are also young people who wear solemn tuxedos, dazzling feather brooches or flowers like the person in front of them.When these people walked by, Ji Yusheng felt like he had gone to the wrong venue for a while.

Is this a poetry meeting for the exchange of words?Or a fun party?

"Ah...I'm sorry," Ji Yusheng tugged at the cuffs a little embarrassedly when he saw the gorgeous attire of the others.In fact, he has already chosen the most formal suit that he thinks, but he really never thought that such a gorgeous dress would be required for a poetry fair that mainly focuses on the exchange of knowledge, heart and morality.

"Have you never been to a poetry meeting?" The man frowned and asked him condescendingly.

Speaking of the poetry meeting, Ji Yusheng thought of his missed appointment to his husband's sincere invitation, and felt his throat was a little dry, so he said truthfully:

"...For me as a student, the opportunity to go to the poetry meeting is really rare."

The old man rolled his eyes when he heard the words, snorted coldly, as if he said "poor" in a low voice, and then threw down a sentence with a somewhat contemptuous attitude:

"I brought you here because of my friendship with the old man for many years. Don't say you know me after you go in." He raised his head and walked into Muir Manor. Looking from behind, he looked like a proud bird peacock.

Those who can be invited to the poetry meeting should be those who love poetry. Although I am not an expert in this field, thanks to Mr. Song, I also have a little research on poetry. However, this person in front of me is not only a little helpless He is polite, and his attitude is a little rude, and there is no opportunity for people to communicate with him at all.Ji Yusheng was really looking forward to getting to know Dr Watson's friend and chatting with him about his experience in poetry. He thought that the people who went to the poetry meeting should be people who love words like Mr. Wang, but this person's attitude made him a little disappointed.

All these so-called "upper class" elements made Ji Yusheng feel uncomfortable, but today he had to see his husband, so he let out an embarrassing "um" and followed the man in.

However, he never thought that when he walked into the poetry meeting, he became more uncomfortable and couldn't tell where it was.

After entering the gate, you walk all the way along the garden, and there are people playing and having fun everywhere, some lying in the flowers and being intimate, some sitting on the edge of the fountain, clinking glasses and drinking, some playing with the dancers in the maze, and Some gathered together, puffed and pointed with pipes.

After entering the house, Ji Yusheng walked around a few times but didn't see Song Shihe, so he casually took a glass of olive wine and wanted to find a sofa in the corner to sit down.Unexpectedly, every corner was covered with people, so Ji Yusheng could only barely find a sofa with fewer people to sit down on.

Sitting next to him were four young people, all of them were sitting beside them wearing belly-baring outfits, with a bunch of things jingling on their clothes, and graceful dancers, flirting with each other with every word.

I saw a young man with messy oily hair at a high angle, wrapped his arms around the waist of a dancer, lowered his head and sniffed her swan-like neck, and said teasingly:

"You are so beautiful that I can't help but write a hundred poems for you."

"One is about your graceful dancing posture, the other is about your plump and attractive figure, and the other is about you in the sea of ​​clouds"

As the man said so, he still lifted the dancer's chin, thinking that he was provocative and said:

"respite."

Listening to this conversation, Ji Yusheng couldn't help but turned around and wanted to leave.

It was obviously just a poetry meeting, but it was turned into a place for the upper class to drink and have fun. It's no wonder that the word literati has become more and more frivolous, and Ji Yusheng couldn't help feeling a little regretful.He suddenly began to understand why the husband chose not to write anymore.

I thought of the poetry meeting that my husband invited him to. Although he didn’t have the chance to go, I checked later and found that it was in a small manor with a small farm. Everyone looked at the beautiful scenery and recited poems together. At least I really love poetry, which is not like now, just for fun.

Compared with before, it is indeed more arty now.But no matter how luxurious and beautiful the venue of the poetry club is, what's the use of it? The most important core is dead, but it's just eating, drinking and having fun in the name of the poetry club.

The man in the blue suit next to the well-dressed but wretched man raised his legs and said with a smirk, "Hahaha, Young Master Li is so romantic and suave."

That "Li Shao" twitched the corner of his mouth and said:

"Young Master Chen is also surrounded by beautiful women every day, and they don't wear heavy clothes."

"Although you are young, you still have to pay attention to your body."

"Hahaha──"

After they chatted a few more unpleasant words, someone suddenly said:

"Speaking of today, will Song Shihe come?"

Hearing Mr. Song's name suddenly, Ji Yusheng, who was leaving with a glass of wine, stopped his movements, reached out to take another glass of wine, and then sat back naturally and listened carefully to their conversation.

But after Ji Yusheng sat down, he heard that "Li Shao" who thought he was romantic just now said with a trace of disdain, extremely ironic:

"Ah, that 'honest man'."

Hearing this extremely ironic tone, Ji Yusheng immediately turned his head and looked at "Young Master Li" angrily.But none of those people noticed his reaction. A group of people laughed hahaha after listening to Shao Li's words. Among them, Shao Chen, who had just answered the conversation, laughed the most exaggeratedly. He covered his mouth and said, "Tsk, 'A gentleman', haha" joked about this title, and blushed from laughing as if he was about to suffocate.

"Will the 'honest gentleman' come today?" Li Shao asked after taking a sip of the wine the dancer gave him, and touched the dancer's hand.

"Yes." Young Master Chen stabbed a small red tomato with a silver toothpick with a rose tattooed on it, raised his head and put it in his mouth pretentiously, chewed and said, "Didn't the little goblin even invite Teacher Liu to move? Teacher Liu opened his mouth, how could that person not come."

As soon as he finished speaking, another man sitting across from them immediately laughed loudly and said, "Haha, if you still call him a little fairy, don't be afraid that he won't let you come to the poetry meeting next time."

"Don't say it, it's really possible."

Hearing what they said, Ji Yusheng guessed that the "little fairy" they were talking about was the host of this poetry meeting.Ji Yusheng looked up again at the various activities of the poetry club and the decorations in the manor, all of which were capitalized as extravagant. From this, Ji Yusheng could guess that the host is a person who values ​​and pursues material things.

"What are you afraid of? He winked at me last time." Young Master Chen shrugged his shoulders while holding a rose silver pick. After speaking, he handed the toothpick to the dancer next to him, asking her to feed him.

Li Shao immediately sat up, waved his hands, and said with a look of amusement, "Hahaha, forget it, someone else's ex-boyfriend is Teacher Cheng."

Hearing this sentence, Ji Yusheng was stunned, and he didn't drink the wine he put in his mouth.

The Teacher Cheng they were talking about, could it be...?

"Oh no," Li Shao suddenly thought of something, "Maybe he is still a boyfriend. Not long ago, the two of them were found together late at night. Maybe they will be husband and wife after a while, haha."

"How can it happen? Teacher Cheng, who has lived among the flowers and never touched himself."

Li Shao smiled, stretched out his index finger and shook it, and said, "It's not guaranteed that we will meet a little goblin this time."

When Ji Yusheng heard these words, his heart sank even more.

Young Master Chen touched his chin, and said to the gold-framed round mirror on the opposite side with a narcissistic expression, "I'm worse than him, how can I be worse?"

"Where?" Young Master Li paused on purpose, pointed at Young Master Chen with his finger, and said, "It's all bad."

Young Master Chen immediately became unhappy, and jumped up from the sofa, "Hello!"

Li Shao raised his head, raised his eyebrows calmly and asked him: "Teacher Cheng has a lot of shocking romantic affairs, look at your ordinary and undisturbed ones, can they compare?"

"Hahaha──" Young Master Chen's outraged but speechless appearance caused their gang of friends to burst into laughter.

Seeing Chen Shao swallowing the egg raw, Li Shao pulled him and told him to sit down, then changed the subject and said:

"Speaking of which, the little goblin is also very powerful. He has completely fascinated Mr. Cheng. No, he even gave away the name of the decadent moon."

"I think he's just tired of writing." Young Master Chen sat down and took a bite of the strawberries fed to him by the dancer, and said lazily after calming down.

"I don't think so." Li Shao shook his head and said firmly, "It must be because of affection. A romantic person like Mr. Cheng must be out of affection."

Hearing this, Ji Yusheng was almost certain that Teacher Cheng they were talking about was Cheng Yanbai. He just heard them mention "little fairy". Have you failed Shi Yu?

Thinking of this, Ji Yusheng clenched his fists.

At that time, Yu was greatly stimulated and left suddenly after making Dreamcatcher, and then lost contact for many years, the biggest reason was Cheng Yanbai.But after experiencing the panic of not being able to find a lover, he still didn't know how to cherish it, lingering in the flowers, attracting bees and butterflies but never looking back at the first sunflower he picked, which was obviously the first sunflower he picked. A flower, why is it the most despised.

So, how could he blame the sunflower for withering, why should he blame it.