as you meet

On the way to City X by car, Song Shihe remembered what he suddenly remembered while lying in bed last night, and made a call.

"Hi, hello, how is the matter?"

"It's blocked," the other party hesitated, and said, "But the electronic version and the paper version have caused a lot of losses."

Song Shihe said without the slightest hesitation, "Then please stop them, I will bear all the losses."

The other side was silent for a while, and then asked again: "Have you really made up your mind? This fee will make you bankrupt, who is already in a difficult situation, huh?" Worries for him were hidden in the words.

Song Shihe smiled cheerfully and said, "It's not that exaggerated. I still have some savings from before. At worst, I'll sell the house too."

Because there are better things to protect than that.

At the same time, he also understood that such a tortured love was not what he wanted.

"Besides...if we can stop him and prevent him from suffering like the pain I have experienced, it seems nothing to go bankrupt." Song Shihe shrugged and said.

The opposite party finally said "You..." very helplessly, and finally agreed to his request.

Song Shihe breathed a sigh of relief after dialing the phone, and began to imagine how he and Ji Yusheng would meet.

On the way in the car, he imagined many scenes of meeting Ji Yusheng again. Maybe he was the first to see his back as if blended into an ink painting, or maybe he saw him walking towards him with some vigor after the exhibition was successfully concluded. In short, it was all related to him. some distance away.

But he never thought that their reunion would be that Ji Yusheng was surrounded by a group of flowers, like the god of spring in a flower shop whose blooming and falling are all controlled by him, turning around slowly, looking up at him, and then hanging at the end of his eyes instantly , couldn't hide his surprise and called him.

He didn't expect it to be so close, he didn't expect to be so close that his face and eyes would suddenly feel uncomfortable, as if sand had been thrown into it.

The call of Spring God has never been so close to his ears.

He came to the flower shop on a whim, the raindrops flowing on the car window somehow reminded him of a clear sky rain before, so he went to the flower shop, saw the winter jasmine in the shop and decided to buy it.

Whether it is sending it out to make up for the regrets of the year, or being disappointed again, he is ready.But he didn't expect that whim would meet unexpected, and he didn't expect that unexpected would make him encounter unexpected joy.

"Mr. Song?"

He never thought that the first thing he saw was not the back, nor the glowing him as if he was far away from him, but the pair of beautiful eyes as always, which had been crystal clear since before, and were as gentle as spring .

At that moment, time seemed to be paused.At that moment, he suddenly felt that as long as Shengsheng looked directly at him with such eyes, he would believe anything Shengsheng said.

Including things from the past because of a misunderstanding, including... he used to like himself.

Seeing this painting like the spring breeze blowing on his face, and these moving eyes, he once again understood why he wrote such a hot love letter back then.He should be thankful that the love letter didn't cause a wildfire during the delivery process.

Ji Yusheng seemed a little nervous, so Song Shihe lowered his head nervously as if he was infected, and the moment he lowered his head, Song Shihe's eyes shrunk like the summer sun shining into his eyes, because he was illuminated by the dazzling golden light. Sweeping, hot all over, nervous.

If you send it now, it may cause a wildfire.

It's just that such eyes don't seem to be needed anymore, as if Song Shihe thinks he will believe what he says.In fact, it was because he had already thought in his heart that since that person was willing to do this kind of thing for himself, he could no longer doubt anything.

If it wasn't true, then the person wouldn't buy a bouquet of winter jasmines without knowing they were there.

So he chose to firmly believe, as firmly as he believed that they were destined by fate.

In the past, he might think that this was just a coincidence, but now, he is willing to think about it, this is on purpose.

It was specially made to love each other forever.

It was Shengsheng who deliberately did it in order to love himself forever.

"Come to buy flowers?" Song Shihe's constant ups and downs of mood caused him to become a little speechless.

"...Mmm." After hearing Song Shihe's words, Ji Yusheng really couldn't help tightening his hands, and quietly hid the flowers. "I just passed by and thought it was too beautiful, so I wanted to buy it to decorate the painting exhibition." Ji Yusheng lowered his eyes, as if to defend himself.

"Have you finished shopping?" Song Shihe looked at Ji Yusheng and asked again.

Ji Yusheng nodded again and said "Yes".

Song Shihe asked him the last question: "Are you going to the art exhibition?"

".....Um."

"Let's go together then."

"Okay." Only this word Ji Yusheng answered instantly.

"Is one bouquet enough?" On the way to the art exhibition, the atmosphere between them froze as if they were in a glacier, and Song Shihe asked him suddenly as if he wanted to break the chill.

"Ah?" Ji Yusheng, who had been silent for a while and didn't know what he was thinking, was suddenly stunned.

"The layout of the exhibition."

"Ah... it should be enough..."

Song Shihe was silent for a while, took out the flowers in the bag, handed them to Ji Yusheng, and said, "I just bought a bunch too."

"For you..." Ji Yusheng saw the winter jasmine in Song Shihe's hand at the same time he heard this sentence, his eyes widened instantly, and his face was full of disbelief.

But it was an expression of unbelievable happiness, the eyes were bent like the moon, the cheeks were slightly flushed, and the mouth was slightly opened, as if telling what he was looking forward to.

Song Shihe didn't want to see the person in front of him have red eyes in front of him at this moment, so he said, "Go to the decoration exhibition."

In fact, why didn't he feel embarrassed and shy, so shy that he could only use the "decorative painting exhibition" to cover up his intention to send him flowers.

Like a child falling in love at the beginning of love.Song Shihe blamed himself helplessly.

"...okay...okay...thank you."

"That... We have spent a lot of thought and time on this exhibition. Each painting is carefully selected for the symbols and intentions of oriental art. I hope Mr. Song can enjoy this exhibition." Although Ji Yusheng seemed cautious in his words, he couldn't hide his joy and excitement from the corners of his eyes and brows to his body movements.

Ji Yusheng became visibly happy after receiving the flowers, and Song Shihe couldn't help turning his head away when he saw this, and smiled.

Only now did he know how much he liked smiling.So his previous self always filled him with sadness, what on earth was he doing.

After arriving at the art exhibition, everything was almost ready, and the speech at the opening of the art exhibition was represented by Ji Yusheng.He once refused such an important task, but DrWatson encouraged him and said: "You are very suitable." So he finally summoned up the courage to accept this "task".

At the beginning, Ji Yusheng thanked all the students, sponsors, guests and peers who helped organize the art exhibition, then introduced the concept of the art exhibition, and concluded by saying:

"Art is the medium that can make people realize that they are living as 'human beings'. Art can awaken people's desire for expression that is gradually tired and falling asleep in the reality of layers of shackles. Art can make people realize that they have unlimited creation. Let people know that their potential is greater than the vastness of the Milky Way, vast and boundless, and they will always have the ability to create a new galaxy.

In this new galaxy, the moon is no longer what it was originally thought to be. The moon can be irregular in shape, full of light, live in broad daylight, bloom warmly underground, and set in the sky. Above sixpence, the moon can be held in the hand.

Just like oriental art, like Chinese painting, like romantic realistic poetry, in the new galaxy, some people still call him the moon rigidly, but in fact he is not the moon, he is something more than the sun .

Maybe we should give it a new name.

This is the beauty and the reason for the existence of art.

That's why every time I touch words and paintings, there always seems to be a spring of vitality in my heart that is about to break out of the cocoon, allowing my thoughts to fly. "

"So," Ji Yusheng said with firm eyes, "I don't want the sun to set in the west, I want the sun to rise in the east. Oriental and Chinese art should be something to be proud of."

The author has something to say:

If there are no accidents, it will be finished tomorrow. I originally wanted to finish it today, but I was too sleepy after taking the medicine. I'm sorry TT