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But for the rest of the time, Song Shihe remained silent. Every time Ji Yusheng looked at him expectantly like a deer begging for an apple because he didn't understand the painting well, he only smiled at Ji Yusheng without making a sound. It's like throwing the colorful art planet to Shengsheng, no longer reaching out to help him turn it, but giving it to him to let him turn the planet by himself.

Ji Yusheng, who had been separated from art appreciation for several years, still felt a little difficult when he went to the exhibition with Song Shihe, because he often wanted to go to the next painting first because he didn't understand it, but when he turned his head, he found Song Shihe was staring at the painting Take a closer look.

Ji Yusheng felt that in the eyes of Song Shihe, every planet in the exhibition was full of birds and flowers, filled with flowers of all kinds, but his own planet was thin and poor, and all he saw was yellow soil. He was deeply sorry for his shallowness. upset.

After walking through the entire exhibition, the sky has changed from a peaceful and freehand light blue to a dazzling purple red, just like the fusion of blue and red, Ji Yusheng and Song Shihe also feel that their hearts have been sublimated by the swim in the painting today .

But Song Shihe saw a look of tiredness on Ji Yusheng's face, and he asked worriedly:

"Shengsheng, do you feel a little tired? Let's go to the cafe in front and have a rest."

Ji Yusheng has been annoyed by his shallowness, and only after hearing Song Shihe's words did he realize that all the shame in his heart was shown on his face, just like the rough brushstrokes of a clumsy painter fully revealed in his paintings.

He hurriedly waved his hands and said:

"It's okay, I'm not tired."

Song Shihe felt that Ji Yusheng's mood was a bit wrong, but this noisy road was obviously not a good place to communicate, so he said:

"Why don't we go to the coffee shop first, I'm a little tired."

Ji Yusheng nodded and went to the coffee shop with Song Shihe.

Perhaps because this coffee shop is not far from the painting exhibition, the layout of the hall also makes people feel the edification of art.There are several busts in the cafe near the entrance, several seemingly incomprehensible colorful modernist works of art on the walls, and a stone wall dedicated to leaving works of art in different languages ​​​​for different customers.

"A medium caramel macchiato,"

"One by one"

"A medium cappuccino, thank you."

When Song Shihe ordered coffee, Ji Yusheng just wanted to order a cappuccino aloud, but Song Shihe seemed to have peeped into his heart early in the morning, and ordered coffee for him.Ji Yusheng looked at him in surprise, but Song Shihe smiled and took out his wallet, saying:

"As a reward for you to accompany me to see the art exhibition, I will treat you."

Ji Yusheng thought that he had encountered difficulties in his studies and needed Song Shihe to take him to the art exhibition specifically to help him, so he immediately wanted to shirk it, and even wanted to treat him on his own.

When the waiter was a little embarrassed, Song Shihe stretched his hand forward and said to the waiter:

"Take mine."

While turning around, he said to Ji Yusheng:

"It's okay, I will treat you next time."

Ji Yusheng hesitantly withdrew his hand when he heard the words, but he forgot that he had never agreed with Song Shihe on the so-called next time.

Seeing Ji Yusheng nodded slightly, Song Shihe couldn't help but smiled very satisfied. The waiter blushed instantly when he saw this, and lowered his head in panic to find the money.

"It's okay, don't rush, take your time."

Because of his happy mood, Song Shihe was more patient than usual, and the ears of the lowered waiter became redder.

"Your cappuccino, be careful not to burn it." Song Shihe handed the coffee to Ji Yusheng.

"Thank you." Ji Yusheng took it carefully and thanked him.

The sweetness of caramel and the faint smell of milk blended and overlapped in the air, pouring into the nostrils of the two of them, surrounding them.

"Do you know what Machiato means?"

Song Shihe asked aloud while sticking the stick to the surface of the caramel macchiato.

Ji Yusheng paused for a moment with the hand holding the stirring stick, and said with some doubts:

"not sure what it is?"

Song Shihe smiled and said:

"Machiato is Italian for 'branding'."