as you meet

Seeing Song Shihe seldom hesitating, Ji Yusheng asked:

"Huh? What's the matter?"

"Something happened to my family, I might have to rush back to City Y."

"now?"

"Well, these days, after the next class, so I may not be able to finish the last few classes after this in person."

Seeing that Ji Yusheng became silent, Song Shihe said again:

"There will be an art exhibition planned by me in City Y in June, and there will be an artist exchange meeting after that. I would like to invite you to go with me."

"Is Mr. Song the curator of that art exhibition?" Ji Yusheng asked in surprise.

Song Shihe smiled and nodded towards him. Ji Yusheng just wanted to agree, but he thought that it was a busy time for graduation, so he hesitated and said:

"I don't know if I have time..."

"It's okay, you can think about it slowly," Song Shihe took out a ticket from his wallet, handed it to Ji Yusheng and said:

"Here's the ticket for the art exhibition, I'll give it to you first."

Ji Yusheng took the ticket to the exhibition hall, and found that it only had the date and time written on it, the third to fourth week of June, and a few...stick figures.

"This is...?"

It wasn't until Ji Yusheng asked this sentence that Song Shihe began to feel a little embarrassed. He touched his nose and said:

"Because I want to surprise you and don't want to tell you the theme of the exhibition, I will give you a ticket like this for now. Although it is not as exquisite as the official ticket, it is uniquely made by Song Shihe."

"Pfft, was it made by Song Shihe? Hahaha" It may be because he has seen Song Shihe's painting skills, so he didn't think it was funny when he first received the ticket, until Song Shihe said this sentence, he couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, I carefully designed this. You can see that each of these stick figures has its own merits and artistic sense." Song Shihe flicked the ticket in Ji Yusheng's hand and said.

"Yes, Mr. Song is a stickman artist, and the color matching of this background is also very modern."

"That's right." Song Shihe looked at the unique ticket in the world with great satisfaction and said.

Ji Yusheng laughed again, and said seriously after a while:

"I will arrange my time well and try to spare time to go."

While June can be expected to be a busy month, it should be possible to go if one wants to.

"Well, I'll wait for you."

"And that..." Song Shihe suddenly remembered something.

"Ok?"

"I may not be able to participate in the Dream Catcher event. I passed the opportunity to a friend. I think you may also be able to chat, so I hope you can continue to go to that event."

"Mr. Song's friend?" Mr. Song's friend is also a professor of some college, right?Ji Yusheng thought so.He has never been the type to get close to people easily, if he is still with a professor, will it become awkward?

"It's a classmate who is about the same age as you, and has similar hobbies, so don't worry." Seeing Ji Yusheng's worry, Song Shihe said so.

"Oh yes, I'll go."

After a while, Song Shihe suddenly stroked his temple.

"Mr. Song? What's wrong with you?"

"I'm a little dizzy after being in the sun for a long time. I'll just take a rest," he said, propping his hands on the ground and sitting down slowly.

"If Shengsheng wants to review, you are free to do so."

"Okay," Ji Yusheng also sat down with Song Shihe, then turned around and took out the book from his backpack, but he saw that Song Shihe's expression was not very good, so he asked.

"Mr. Song, are you okay? Do you need me to get some ice water?"

Song Shihe shook his head, after a while he thought of something, and suddenly said:

"Can Shengsheng help me cool down?"

"Ah?" Ji Yusheng, who was flipping through the book, raised his head and looked at him in surprise.

Song Shihe still didn't open his eyes, he said, "Read it to me, a lively poem."

"My poem?"

"Well, tell me, winter in Shengsheng's eyes."

Ji Yusheng hesitated for a while, then said:

""Snow Night"

The first snow is a dream in the world

is the call of the goddess of nature

There is a snowman decorated by children outside the window

There is a warm fire that burns hot at night

I bring summer flowers and fruits to travel in winter

They wear pure white snow clothes and turn into candied haws

I pick spring flowers and let them fall in winter

Falling branches become colorful snow in the sun

I bring the autumn leaves to the snow-white season

They are still listening to the song of cicadas in the book

The light is especially bright on a snowy night

full room silvery white moonlight

wait for the snow to melt

It's a bright spring"

After Ji Yusheng finished the last sentence, his shoulders suddenly sank. He pulled out from the poem and found Song Shihe leaning on his shoulders.

Song Shihe smiled very naturally and said:

"The writing is very good, but after cooling down, it is still surrounded by warmth. It is winter in summer, and it is just the right temperature."

"I like, like, everything created by Shengsheng. I think after I leave, I will always miss you, always want to see you, and always look forward to the Midsummer Night when we meet again..." As he spoke, his voice disappeared.

Hearing Song Shihe's words, Ji Yusheng suddenly felt that it was a very normal thing not to win the prize, because it was a winter that belonged only to him and Mr. Song, to their four seasons, to their Xia Xue, to their Their snow-filled room is unique, so naturally they won't, and it's impossible for a third party to understand it.

Thinking of this, Ji Yusheng felt relieved.

He mustered up his courage and said to Song Shihe who was leaning gently against him with his eyes closed:

"Me too. I also like Mr. Song's winter and everything Mr. Song created."

After saying this, a beam of sunlight climbed over the green block with bare hands and landed on Song Shihe's hair. His dark brown hair was immediately surrounded by golden light, as if a Greek god put an olive crown on him.After a while, the olive crown took an inch to cover Song Shihe's eyes, and he moved uncomfortably. Seeing this, Ji Yusheng immediately stretched out his left hand to help him block the sun.When he was about to lower his head and continue reading after covering it, he suddenly realized that the distance between himself and Song Shihe would become very close.

Seeing Song Shihe's dazzling face so close at hand, he wanted to remember Song Shihe's outline firmly before he left, and firmly remember this outline that was not inferior to the sun. When he touched Song Shihe's lips, he suddenly seemed to see Song Shihe's lips move, as if using a paintbrush to paint light and shadow. Song Shihe's words reminded him of a poem:

"Whisper in my ear, kiss me more." (1)

Ji Yusheng came back to his senses and found that Song Shihe was still asleep. Everything just now was just a fantasy, and his face flushed when he realized what he had imagined.

I'm crazy, Ji Yusheng thought so.

Song Shihe really moved suddenly, and Ji Yusheng immediately retracted his tail like a squirrel caught stealing pine cones, retracted his hands back to his original position and sat down.Song Shihe, who was stabbed by the olive crown again, shrank towards Ji Yusheng's neck, his hair slid gently across his neck as if kissing, and Ji Yusheng suddenly became more nervous.

"Review and review!" Ji Yusheng patted his hot face, forcing himself to stop caring about the person on his shoulder, and lowered his head to concentrate on reading.

For the rest of the day, whenever someone mentioned the word "more", Ji Yusheng's face would always blush uncontrollably.

Ji Yusheng thinks that he is really crazy, and he is not like himself at all. He used to read the kisses between people in the poems and thought they were deliberate, and there was no meaning of fallen leaves kissing the ground. He always felt that nature is humane and lovely. But he has never seen the scenery of nature, but now he wants Mr. Song to kiss him in the sun and the breeze like a fallen leaf.Trying to let the love of nature merge with me, wanting to do the impossible, I am really crazy.