as you meet

"Yu Sheng!"

As soon as he stepped on the steps, Shi Yu's voice reached his ears.

I saw Shi Yu standing at the door waving at him, Shi Yu was a little surprised seeing Song Shihe, Song Shihe smiled and greeted him politely.

"Professor Song, why are you here?" Shi Yu looked at Song Shihe in surprise.

"I want to ask Dean Li about some things in the aesthetics course."

"what about you?"

"The last assignment in my painting class is "Born in Spring", and I asked Yusheng to be a model." Shi Yu replied excitedly.

"Oh? That's very suitable." Song Shihe glanced at Ji Yusheng vaguely, and replied with a smile.

Ji Yusheng, who was standing beside him, froze for a moment, his heart beating fast, and before he could react, another voice came from the academy.

"Professor Song! You are finally here. Since you came to our school, our Academy of Fine Arts has been looking forward to your visit!"

"Dean Li, hello."

"Come on, I'll go in first." Song Shihe patted Ji Yusheng on the shoulder, said goodbye to the two of them, and went in with the fat dean.

"That's great. Our dean is waiting for Professor Song every day. His neck has grown." Shi Yu looked at the backs of Song Shihe and Dean Li and said, and stretched his neck to restore it with a very high degree of restoration. The process of lengthening the neck.

"Hasn't Professor Song been to the Academy of Fine Arts?" Ji Yusheng was very puzzled. Normally, shouldn't he visit his major as soon as he arrives at the school?

"Professor Song is so busy. He has to participate in many other lectures and activities besides the class. How could he come to the Academy of Fine Arts on purpose? Those in our academy who can't take courses can hardly see him once a month."

Is Song Shihe busy?For some reason, Ji Yusheng didn't feel it, maybe because he always met him in various places, such as libraries, subway stations, and even canteens.Ji Yusheng always felt that he seemed to be very idle.

"Let's go up quickly! The sun is setting and the light is just right." After saying that, Shi Yu dragged Ji Yusheng into the Academy of Fine Arts.

When he arrived at the studio, Shi Yu excitedly opened the door, rushed into the studio, and pulled back the curtains. The golden sunset light with a bit of demonic purple instantly filled the studio.

Shi Yu pulled out a seat and placed it in front of the table facing the window. He supported Ji Yusheng's shoulders and asked him to sit down.

Seeing Shi Yu adjusting the drawing board, Ji Yusheng sat uncomfortably, his eyes squinted by the light from the side.

"Shall I pose?" he asked hesitantly.

Shi Yu turned his head and stared at him stunned.The setting sun adorned Ji Yusheng's silhouette. Because of the setting sun, he squinted his right eye and looked at him. After asking the question, his lips opened slightly, like a rose about to be released. Opposite him was a Roman-style mirror. It shows him in a daze.

There was an expression of amazement on Shi Yu's face, Ji Yusheng thought that Shi Yu was surprised because he didn't know how to pose, and was a little at a loss for a while.

"Sorry, I haven't modeled for others, so I don't know much..."

Shi Yu stood behind the drawing board and waved vigorously, saying:

"No, no, just like this, this angle is just right!"

While saying this, Shi Yu walked to the cabinet to get something, he took out an olive laurel crown, and put it on for Ji Yusheng.

After carefully taking it for him, he said:

"May I trouble you to maintain this position for a while!"

"This pose is really beautiful, you are just like Galatea." Shi Yu exclaimed halfway through the painting while holding the paintbrush.

Shi Yu only felt that Ji Yusheng made him want to focus on drawing his outline instead of moving to other places to render the background.

Ji Yusheng vaguely remembered that Mingtuo also mentioned Galatea this morning. Although Ji Yusheng seemed to have seen the appreciation of this painting, he didn't know the story behind it, so he opened his mouth and asked:

"Galatea?"

"Well, Galatea is a statue of his ideal goddess made by the sculptor pygmalion. Because Galatea was too beautiful, pygmalion fell in love with him. The affection of pygmalion later moved the god, and the god turned Galatea into a real woman. "

"Galatea probably means 'living statue'."

So what Ming Tuo meant today was to praise Song Shihe?This display of goodwill was really blatant, and for some reason I thought of the scene where Ming Tuo said this to Song Shihe, and felt a little dull in my heart.

Ji Yusheng returned home with a tinge of sullenness that he himself thought was inexplicable, but when he saw a letter lying in the mailbox, he suddenly felt like a dandelion in the desert met with rain, and he gained new life like nectar after a long time. The excitement of knowledge immediately spread throughout the body.

The biggest surprise today is the letter from Mr.

"Seeing Shengsheng's firmer heart, I feel the joy that is enough to make my soul tremble. The following sentences are regarded as my heartfelt and warm congratulations, and I send them along with the letter.

Youth is not like the annual flowering season, and it will be impossible to capture him who is as gorgeous as he is now in the coming year.

When you are young, please praise him warmly, like a god of love, love him like a burning fire, embrace him wholeheartedly like a rolling ocean, like a loving lover Give everything to kiss him.

Don't be afraid of him because of the false reality, don't stay away from him because of other people's words, don't abandon him because of the sick world.

In this way, he and you can avoid the regret of only seeing half a moon on a full moon day. "

Seeing this, Ji Yusheng suddenly remembered that he always felt that Song Shihe was very similar to Mr. Song Shihe, and he even developed an admiration for Mr. Song Shihe.Now calm down and compare carefully, Mr. is as warm as spring, and Song Shihe is smooth-tongued and affectionate, there is really no similarity. He silently reminds himself that when he sees Song Shihe in the future, his heart must not beat uncontrollably and excitedly.

Looking back on the day when I received the reply letter and took the first aesthetic class, it was probably a day when I was kissed by the gods.Looking at the moon like a silver plate in the night sky, Ji Yusheng thought silently.

As the graduation year got closer and closer, Ji Yusheng's schoolwork gradually began to be heavy, which caused him to lose a lot of time to calm down in the spring rain and sit at his desk to correspond with his husband.

After completing his homework all night, he dragged his tired body and wrote a letter to his husband, saying that he was busy with his schoolwork, and he would try to reply on time, but he might also delay the reply, and hoped that the husband would not mind.The whole letter was carefully worded, and every word was carefully considered, and it was deleted and revised many times before I felt relieved and sent it out.

Although I have been communicating with my husband for a long time, and my husband often said that he would be his last friend on the spot, Ji Yusheng still cares about the gap between them. My husband is like a ruby ​​hidden in the dark night, or a treasure deep in a museum. , although no one has discovered it for the time being, but still can't restrain its dazzling light, but I am a dull stone, always worrying that such a vulgar self is not worthy of being a friend of Mr. There was a gap.

Because Ji Yusheng kept revising the letter, when he finished writing the letter, the morning sun had quietly risen. He lay on the table and watched the slowly rising sun. Although his body was tired, his heart was full of happiness.

He seemed to see such a scene in the light: he and his husband were standing under a huge canopy, in which were angels surrounding Venus singing for the light, and at the end was a dazzling light, calling him to move on Walk.

Light up the sky.

He thought so before falling asleep.