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Since the opening of Song Shihe's course, what Ji Yusheng looks forward to most in a week is the day of art appreciation class.Even though other days are full of overwhelming homework and exams, and some annoying classmates, he still looks forward to every week.

Sometimes the art appreciation class is held in the morning, and Ji Yusheng feels like he is walking on the morning glow and colorful clouds, and sometimes he takes the class at dusk, and Ji Yusheng feels like he is sliding down the track of the setting sun.

Ji Yusheng often arrives at the lecture hall 10 to [-] minutes earlier, so that he can prepare materials for class.This morning, when he was preparing the materials, thinking that there was no one around, and planning to rest on the table for a while, the sound of the door being opened came to his ears. He looked up and saw a tall and slender man. The man stood at the door against the light, and the sunlight was adorning his silhouette.

"Good morning."

Ji Yusheng knew it was Song Shihe as soon as he heard the voice.Because he stayed up late for several consecutive days, he nodded dully in response, but he had to admit that the moment he saw Song Shihe, his heart was beating uncontrollably like after hibernation, fast, lively, and violently .The resolution I made when I wrote the letter earlier was like a fragile mirror falling to the slate floor and breaking apart.

Only then did he begin to realize slightly that he might have been looking forward to his arrival.

Maybe it's because the art appreciation class is the only break in the busy schoolwork, and Song Shihe is the professor of this class, so he feels this way when he sees Song Shihe. Ji Yusheng desperately finds a high-sounding excuse for his uncontrollable heartbeat .

Seeing Ji Yusheng's look of tiredness and exhaustion, Song Shihe asked with a trace of worry:

"Did you rest well last night?"

"Our department... has been busy recently, and we don't have much time to rest." Ji Yusheng replied with his heart beating.

Song Shihe frowned, silently folded his hands on the table into fists, and said with a hint of distress:

"Take care of yourself. Go to bed when you are too tired at night. Don't force yourself. For some unimportant things, you can do them after you are done. The other party will understand you."

Ji Yusheng thought he was talking about the professor of the Department of Economics, and silently retorted in his heart that the professor would not be considerate of you, but he still nodded slightly.

Song Shihe looked at Ji Yusheng in silence after finishing these few words, and Ji Yusheng shifted his position a little uncomfortably under his watch.But Song Shihe still looked at him deeply without speaking, his eyes were full of worry, Ji Yusheng was afraid that his heartbeat would be discovered, so he thought about what to say.

And when Song Shihe opened his mouth to say something again at this moment,

"pregnancy--"

"Shuh—" The sound of the door opening instantly covered Song Shihe's voice, causing Ji Yusheng to only see Song Shihe talking with his mouth open but didn't hear the sound, like a silent play, or like a movie with a delayed audio screen.

"Bonjour, professeur!"

"Shengsheng!" Then Shi Yu walked up the steps to Ji Yusheng.

After that lecture, he had dinner appointments with Shi Yu several times, and even acted as a model for Shi Yu once, and gradually became familiar with him. After getting acquainted, Shi Yu called him Shengsheng.

When Song Shihe heard Shi Yu calling Ji Yusheng like this, his face, which had been smiling politely just now, sank.

Because of staying up all night, Ji Yusheng made good use of the time before class and fell asleep on the table for a while.

"It seems that everything is here, so let's start today's class—"

"Shuh—" A door opening interrupted Song Shihe's words and woke Ji Yusheng up.The sound of opening the door this time is not as cautious as the first one in the morning, nor is it as hearty as the second one in the morning, but it seems to be full of anger.