as you meet

Song Shihe woke up the next day and saw Ji Yusheng lying in front of the bed. The angle of the sunlight leaking from the blinds onto the bed was just right, but the sunlight didn't hit him, it only stopped on Ji Yusheng's hair, like the golden olive leaves The branches are much softer than that.

Sunshine always favored him, Song Shihe couldn't help thinking so.

But this golden olive leaf was wet, as if it had grown on a rainy day, sitting on the branch and weeping continuously.

"Shengsheng..." Song Shihe's heart softened, and he called him softly, but Ji Yusheng didn't respond at all, still lying on the bed like a cat.

Song Shihe moved closer with his hands propped up, and saw that Ji Yusheng, whose eyes were closed, had tears in the corners of his eyes, and there were also tear stains on his face, which looked like it had been raining for most of the night.

Maybe no one is willing to wipe tears for olive leaves, but there are people who are willing to wipe tears for him in front of him.

Song Shihe couldn't help reaching out to gently wipe away the tears of Ji Yusheng who was sleeping, but at this moment, he found that Ji Yusheng's eyelashes were trembling like the moment when fallen leaves were dripped by cold raindrops.Sunshine also seemed to be shocked at this moment, and moved to Song Shihe's hand.But the warmth of the sun was no match for the tears of the person in front of him. After touching the cold raindrops, Song Shihe instantly woke up from his bleary sleep, and when he took a closer look, he saw that Ji Yusheng was trembling all over, crying, and his mouth was full of tears. On the one hand, he kept muttering about something.

"Mr. Song...sorry...I was wrong...sorry"

Seeing that Ji Yusheng's face was getting paler, his forehead was covered with sweat, his brows were frowning, and his face was in pain.Song Shihe's heart sank, and he called again, "Shengsheng?" However, Ji Yusheng still didn't open his eyes, but kept shaking his head.Seeing how Ji Yusheng was trapped in the dream and suffering endlessly, Song Shihe remembered the past, so he stretched out his other hand to support Ji Yusheng's shoulder, and shouted again loudly: "Shengsheng!"

Song Shihe had just wiped Ji Yusheng's tears away, but now his hand that was half hanging in the air was caught suddenly. He lowered his head slightly, and saw Ji Yusheng staring at him blankly with teary eyes, and then he heard Ji Yusheng's tears flow more and more violently , choked up and called him "Sir."

Then Song Shihe felt a burst of heat from others but hotter than himself.Ji Yusheng sat up, stretched out both hands, wrapped his neck tightly, and rested his head on his shoulder.

Just as his shoulders felt the temperature of his chin, the sea breeze blew in. Before Song Shihe could react, the waves had already crashed onto his neck, shoulders and back one after another.

"Sir...you still have the temperature...great...great."

After Song Shihe heard Ji Yusheng's words, he didn't understand what he meant, he was stunned, and only let Ji Yusheng hug him tightly.

Before Ji Yusheng recovered from the dream, he said incoherently in Song Shihe's ear again: "Mr.'s poems are not inappropriate or outdated. I like them very much, and many people like them very much."

"Even if there is no romantic school in the poetry club now, the romantic school will always be the sun and will never fall, just like... like the Parthenon Temple that was dedicated to Athena in the past, even if there is no Athens later Na's statue, it is still a temple worshiped by tens of thousands of people. The core itself will not change." Ji Yusheng was in a state of confusion when he was in a hurry.

"Also...and don't worry, I will prove to everyone that Mr. is not what he is in the rumors, don't worry, I will prove it. So don't leave casually, don't be like Veronica , don't go, don't give up, don't." At this point, Ji Yusheng tightened his grip on Mr. Song's hand.

Song Shihe's hands were hanging helplessly all the time. Finally, because the waves on his shoulders were too rough, and the voice with the sea breeze in his ears was too anxious and confused, he slowly stretched out his hands and gently wrapped them around the waist of the person in front of him.

"Also...I haven't given up these years, I really have studied art appreciation...Although...although I am still not as professional as Mr., but I have gradually started to Curating the exhibition, I’m doing research on the topic I’m interested in..." Ji Yusheng’s words were as eager and hasty as if he would never have the chance to talk to Song Shihe in his life.

"I really, really haven't always been timid, never wanted to give up, and I never thought about taking advantage of you. I didn't know about the relationship between He Ming and you before. It was only because of you that I wanted to be with you." You are chatting and want to be friends with you, so..." Ji Yusheng's voice suddenly became weaker when he said this, as if he had no confidence, he said beggingly: "So don't hate me, don't push me away ..."

Ji Yusheng's hand slightly tightened Song Shihe's clothes, and said, "I won't hinder you anymore, please believe me, I really won't—"

Ji Yusheng's thoughts were confused, and when he kept talking in such a hasty tone, a sudden temperature came from his waist, and Song Shihe's tightened hands made him calm down immediately.The sunlight flowed back to Ji Yusheng again, the upper half of the light shone on Song Shihe's side face, and the second half fell on Ji Yusheng's arm. Looking from the side, the silhouettes of both of them shone brightly.

"Shengsheng." This voice was completely different from the one I heard in my dream just now. Even though I was restrained, the softness, tenderness and soothing meaning in the words were very obvious, and there was no hiding.

Song Shihe was still in front of him, he didn't jump down from the attic, the body he embraced was warm.

This title and the following sentence instantly brought Ji Yusheng back to reality from the broken dream.

"Shengsheng, it's okay." Song Shihe said in a soft voice, and lightly patted Ji Yusheng who was still trembling.

They hugged for a while, and Ji Yusheng slowly came back to his senses.After returning to his thoughts completely, Ji Yusheng instantly loosened his grip on Song Shihe's neck.

"Mr. Song... I'm sorry..." Ji Yusheng said in a panic, at the same time he lowered his head as if feeling a little embarrassed, then raised his hand and wiped his eyes vigorously.

After being released by Ji Yusheng, Song Shihe straightened up, reached out and took a tissue from the table next to the bed, and handed it to Ji Yusheng who had his head down.

With his head down, a hand with clear bones, slender fingers and a white tissue suddenly appeared in the scenery separated from the rain. Ji Yusheng took the tissue with his head down, and said in a low voice, "Thank you..."

After tidying up his embarrassing appearance, Ji Yusheng raised his head again, and asked Song Shihe aloud: "Sir... are you feeling better?"

Song Shihe didn't answer his question, but looked deeply at his red eyes, thinking about what happened just now, and asked in a deep voice, "What did you dream about?"