as you meet

"I'll be there."

After hanging up Cheng Yanbai's phone call, Ji Yusheng's hands and feet were cold, even the heat from the phone couldn't make him feel warm.His head was empty, like a white deer in the forest suddenly broke into the extremely cold and misty forest, and lost his destination, so he could only turn around and try his best to run to the starting point he was familiar with, delusional to let the wind blow Dispel the sadness, let the hug give him warmth again.

The fact that Shi Yu had completely disappeared from his life made him feel like he was standing in the middle of a storm, freezing all over, so he needed shelter and heat, and he needed it now.

And there is only one person who can give him these.

It wasn't until he ran back to the familiar door and pressed the doorbell that he suddenly froze. His fingers stopped on the button of the doorbell, and he didn't press it a second time because he suddenly remembered something.

It's just that maybe that person won't wait for him where he is.

He was afraid that everything would be like this morning again, that person just hurried past the door without giving him any attention, as if he had become a passer-by in the other person's life.If it is said that it is double joy and happiness to find it after losing it, then it is double the pain to lose it now.

But from the past, Mr. Song never seemed to disappoint him in giving him company and encouragement in time, so this time, he didn't either.

The door opened, and a familiar face appeared behind the door. Ji Yusheng suddenly felt the heat rushing towards him like summer waves, making him feel warm, especially his nose and eyes.

"Why are you—"

Mr. Song who opened the door frowned when he saw that it was Ji Yusheng who came, and wanted to ask him what he looked like, but he stopped after he said a few words, because he was hugged tightly by Ji Yusheng Living.

Song Shihe often did this when he hugged Ji Yusheng in the past. He didn't use force on purpose, but when he touched the person in front of him, he couldn't help tightening his strength, as if he wanted to seize every opportunity to make him truly Let the other party feel his sincerity, and let the other party feel "I really, really like you" through everything that cannot be controlled rationally and self-control, such as temperature and heartbeat.

But at this moment, he could feel Ji Yusheng's crazy and violent heartbeat and the heat on his skin like a summer afternoon.

So he couldn't speak, and he almost couldn't control himself, and his eyes were as red as the other party's.

But he knew that he was not the destination of this person after all, so after hesitating for a while, he gently pushed the person buried in his chest, and said, "Don't do this."

Obviously what he said was very severe, but the other party was indifferent, and the hand around his waist even tightened further.Song Shihe frowned suddenly, and the strength in his hands deepened, and he said:

"Ji Yusheng──"

"Can't it just be for a while?" Ji Yusheng, who lowered his head and completely hid his face, suddenly said very willfully.

It was only at this moment that Song Shihe suddenly realized that although Ji Yusheng's embrace of him was very warm, the hand he gently pulled away felt a little cold.

"I just need a hug. I won't push it too hard. It's very short and fast, so... can you not push me away?" Ji Yusheng said in a muffled tone almost begging, the strength in his hand was momentary It's tense for a while and then relaxed, just like his mood.

Song Shihe thought a lot, and finally let go of the other's hand, allowing him to hold him.

Love seems to be so unreasonable, even if he tried his best to escape rationally, but when the person in front of him showed sadness and fragility, he couldn't stop the mask he wore from cracking.

"...What's wrong?" Song Shihe asked after letting Ji Yusheng hug him for a while.

With this question, Song Shihe's clothes immediately became wet.Seeing this, Song Shihe hesitated for a while, and then gently hugged Ji Yusheng.

Ji Yusheng shrank into his arms again, like a stray dog ​​who had been drenched for a long time on a rainy day suddenly found a place that could shelter him from the wind and rain, so he kept shrinking in.

"Mr. Song, do you still remember Shi Yu? The student who took your class with me before." Ji Yusheng asked Song Shihe as he hugged him.

Song Shihe thought for a while, first he remembered Shengsheng five years ago, then to his classmates, and finally to Cheng Yanbai, then he nodded and said: "Well, I remember, your friend, Mr. Cheng's... spouse."

Speaking of the word "friend", Ji Yusheng's heart sank again.Yes, I am obviously the other party's friend, but I haven't actively contacted the other party in these years.until now...

And when it comes to his lover, thinking of the phone call with Cheng Yanbai, Ji Yusheng felt even more tight in his chest.

"What's wrong with him?" Song Shihe's voice came from above.

Ji Yusheng spoke again with difficulty, "Shi Yu passed away."

"What?" Song Shihe was stunned.

"...he left a suicide note."

Although Song Shihe also felt that the heat of his body began to lose for a moment, but because he felt that Ji Yusheng's body was trembling when he said this, Song Shihe still reached out and gently stroked Ji Yusheng's back, wanting to give him some heat.

And luckily they're hugging, so it doesn't seem like no matter what happens, they won't collapse from a total loss of heat.

"The painting teacher in the orphanage turned out to be Shi Yu too." Ji Yusheng lowered his head and quietly wiped his eyes, then said again.

"It's him? The artist who painted that sunflower mural?" Song Shihe looked a little surprised.

"Well... Mr. Song also knows that the teacher in the orphanage committed suicide?"

"Well," Song Shihe nodded, and said, "Dean Chen told me before, but Dean Chen looked very sad, and it's not easy for the children to know about it, so I didn't ask the specifics."

"So it was Shi Yu?"

"Well, it's him." Ji Yusheng's words were full of sadness.

Song Shihe suddenly thought of something in the process of slowly digesting this matter, and asked: "The artwork that was created at the scene of an independent death in the newspaper headlines and paid tribute to Cheng Yanbai, the artwork in it is Shi Shi himself?"

Ji Yusheng nodded with his head buried, and said, "Yes, I think it's Shi Yu."

Song Shihe thought of the highly sought-after photo and the artwork that sacrificed his life in the past few weeks, frowning and said in a deep voice: "Although the artwork is extremely broken and beautiful, it feels like a martyr, but it is It always makes me feel a little uncomfortable..."

Ji Yusheng said: "It may be because even though he sacrificed his most precious life for this so-called 'Tao', his martyrdom still did not respond to him, and he feels like a hopeless martyr."

"Dao?...Are you referring to Cheng Yanbo?" Song Shihe paused and asked him, "Did he contact you?"

"No," Ji Yusheng shook his head, and said, "I called Shi Yu's previous number, but he answered it."

"What did he say?" Song Shihe asked him.

"He told me the date of Shi Yu's funeral." Ji Yusheng replied truthfully.

"Are you going to go?"

"Hmm..." Looking at Ji Yusheng's reddened eyes and listening to his choked voice, Song Shihe finally said, "Then I'll be with you."