as you meet

"I...I'll go first." Ji Yusheng said in a low voice with some difficulty pretending to be innocent, then turned around and strode towards the entrance.

Song Shihe, who was walking towards the stairs, was stunned for a while because of Ji Yusheng's sudden words. After looking at the bad weather outside the house, he hurriedly turned to look for Ji Yusheng.

Song Shihe held Ji Yusheng, who was lowering his head firmly, and asked:

"Where to go?"

Ji Yusheng bit his lip hard, suppressed his strange voice and said in a low voice:

"I'm going back to the hotel."

"where is it?"

Seeing that Ji Yusheng was silent, Song Shihe loosened his grip and said:

"Change your clothes first, and you'll catch a cold if you get caught in the rain."

"No, the hotel is nearby, just a few steps away, I will change it myself when I get back to the hotel."

At least after a few years, he didn't want to be like before, a fragile and powerless person in front of his husband.

"You didn't bring any luggage, didn't you?" Song Shihe interrupted him ruthlessly, and the strength in his hand began to tighten again.

"I'll figure it out myself." Ji Yusheng pulled his hand out of Song Shihe's with a little effort.

But as soon as he pulled it out, Song Shihe grabbed him again. Song Shihe took a coat hanging from the entrance and handed it to Ji Yusheng.

"At least change your coat."

Then he took another one and put it on himself. Seeing that Ji Yusheng hadn't moved for a long time, he said again:

"If you don't change, I won't let you go back to the hotel."

When Ji Yusheng heard this, his heart twitched slightly.

Why is sir always a man of good manners and manners?It's always going to be a misunderstanding...

After Ji Yusheng put on his clothes awkwardly, Song Shihe took Ji Yusheng's umbrella, switched the positions of the two of them, opened the umbrella, held Ji Yusheng's hand tightly and walked into the wind and rain.

"I'll take you there."

Ji Yusheng didn't like this, he didn't like to open an umbrella with his husband on a rainy day, because it seemed to cut through the dreaming clouds, and the cold raindrops hit his skin, cruelly telling him that now is not the same as before.

"No need, I'll do it myself." Ji Yusheng retreated from Song Shihe's side while saying this, he withdrew from the umbrella, and the raindrops hit him mercilessly again.

Didn't you say that person would make trouble when he woke up in the middle of the night?Why are you so persistent in coming to see me off?Is it because of your good manners as always?

But Song Shihe pulled him back vigorously, held his cold hand tightly and said:

"Shengsheng, it's too late, I'll take you there."

When Song Shihe said these words, other people's heat came from his cold hands, but Ji Yusheng only felt that the gentleness of Mr. Now is like onions and eyelashes, which will only make his eyes sour.

He always wanted to hear his husband call him Shengsheng again, but it was definitely not in this situation.

Because he lived in a remote place, there was only one hotel near Song Shihe's house. He dragged Ji Yusheng to the only hotel, but found that the hotel was dark and not in business at all.

He looked back at Ji Yusheng, only to see that he was wet with his head down, like countless broken gods lying by the river in Greek mythology, with eyes closed, quietly waiting for the judgment of Zeus.

Song Shihe sighed in a low voice and said:

"This hotel is not open, please stay at my house tonight."

"I can find a hotel by myself, you go back first."

He knew he couldn't bear to see his husband love someone else, and he didn't want the shards of glass to turn into glass dregs, which would be like denying his beliefs of the past few years.

"There are no hotels near here."

Song Shihe once again defeated his superficial and disguised words, revealing his true helplessness and panic.

"I'll find it myself."

"How did you find it?" Song Shihe pulled Ji Yusheng's arm covering his face and asked him, staring firmly into his eyes.

Seeing Ji Yusheng's lowered eye ends like weeping cherry blossoms, and the red corners of his eyes like cherry blossom stamens, Song Shihe said in a soft voice:

"Shengsheng, come home with me."

Ji Yusheng felt that Song Shihe must be very clear about what would defeat him the most. He knew it was himself, and he knew it was calling him Shengsheng, just like before, thousands of times.

When Song Shihe led him home, Ji Yusheng suddenly said:

"Can I sleep in the living room tonight?"

Song Shihe looked at him for a moment and said:

"The living room is easy to catch cold, and there are guest rooms on the second floor."

"It's okay, I'll just sleep in the living room."

If he was on the same floor, he might hear his husband talking to others, and he might see him being gentle to others. He knew that he couldn't bear it.

If you can't see it, maybe you can cover up bad thoughts such as jealousy and hatred.Mr. hates such people, just like Minto back then, he knew it.

Seeing that he was extremely determined, Song Shihe was silent for a while and asked:

"why?"

Before Ji Yusheng could answer, Song Shihe was suddenly hit hard by someone. Ji Yusheng took a closer look and found that the person who bumped him was a shivering old man in ragged clothes. He was holding a thick branch in one hand and a Copper bowl.

On rainy nights when the temperature is low, there seems to be only one person who wanders the streets in tattered clothes, holding branches and bowls—a beggar.

And what the old man said afterwards also confirmed Ji Yusheng's thoughts.The old man said in a hoarse trembling voice:

"Gentlemen, please give me some money."

When Ji Yusheng wanted to take out his trouser pocket to see if he had any change, Song Shihe suddenly handed him the umbrella.After Ji Yusheng took the umbrella with some doubts, he saw Song Shihe took off a coat and put it on the old man,

"I'm really sorry that I didn't bring any change when I went out in a hurry, but I think maybe you need a thick coat now. When the weather gets warmer, maybe you can sell the clothes and you should get some money."

Ji Yusheng knew that Song Shihe's clothes were all carefully selected, and if they could be sold for a little money, at least they would be enough for the old man to eat several full meals.

The old man's eyes turned red when he heard Song Shihe's words and the act of draping his shirt for him, and he kept saying thank you when he left.

Ji Yusheng originally wanted to give him the umbrella, but he was a little selfish and didn't want Song Shihe, who had taken off his coat, to get wet in the rain, and he didn't want him to get sick and catch a cold. Even if he didn't like him anymore, he still hoped that his husband would be safe and sound all the time.

"Actually, I should have given him the umbrella too..." Ji Yusheng said silently.

"But you'll be in the rain."

Song Shihe took Ji Yusheng's umbrella, looked ahead and said.

Ji Yusheng felt that the raindrops hit his heart and melted into the bottom of his heart when it fell, just like the rain lifted the surface of the pond and reached the bottom of the pond.

If you have a new favorite person, don't be so gentle with insignificant people anymore.

After walking for a while in the rain in silence, Song Shihe seemed to try hard to restrain himself and then uttered:

"You...why are you here?"

His voice was deep, probably because the winter rain was too cold, passing through the skin and chilling his throat, so there was a tremor in his words.Ji Yusheng thought that if it wasn't for Mr.'s voice, the sound of the rain would probably overwhelm this voice.Ji Yusheng always felt that when he listened to his husband's speech, he became a string. No matter what other strings were played, he would vibrate uncontrollably, such as his ears and his heart now.

For those who know that the person they like has a new love, this question is so cruel that Ji Yusheng doesn't know how to answer it.He only knew that he couldn't answer truthfully, that he couldn't tell him that when he saw the headlines in the newspaper, his mind was full of bad ideas. You can't look at him and tell him how much you miss him these years, you can't tell him that you have worked hard to be able to work side by side with your husband these years, you can't tell him that your greatest wish now is to be with him.

Because the husband has someone he likes, talking about these useless things by himself is useless except to add to the troubles of the husband.Maybe the newspaper headlines are also because Song Shihe wants to live quietly with his lover, wants to protect his current lover, and doesn't want to expose too much of his love life?

Looking at Song Shihe's umbrella that was completely tilted towards him, Ji Yusheng thought bitterly in his heart, Mr. must not know how much he likes him now, otherwise he wouldn't be like this.

Just when Ji Yusheng didn't know how to answer, he suddenly remembered that when he was checking the air ticket, he seemed to have seen an advertisement for a musical that was staged in City Y in the past few weeks, so he seemed to have grasped the straw and said:

"Come...to the musical."

Ji Yusheng suddenly realized that the rain is actually not a shuttle, but a very good tranquilizer and a covering, which can extinguish the burning fire and cover up all thoughts for those who are humiliated in various ways.

It feels like a shuttle, as if it would only be there at that time.

"When's the musical?"

"Tomorrow...tomorrow."

After they finished speaking, both of them fell silent, and the sound of rain patter could be clearly heard along the way.

After returning home, Ji Yusheng let go of Song Shihe's hand as soon as he reached the door. Song Shihe's hand suddenly lost temperature, so he stood at the door and looked back at him.

Ji Yusheng said to Song Shihe:

"Go and see him."

Song Shihe froze with the hand holding the umbrella, and looked at Ji Yusheng with some doubts.

Ji Yusheng cleared his hoarse throat for no reason, and said with a smile as best he could:

"...Didn't you say he was prone to tantrums on rainy days?"

"Sorry to bother you."

I am really an ignorant person, even the time to come to see Mr. is so inopportune.

Only then did Song Shihe understand what Ji Yusheng said, he smiled and said:

"It's okay, he will lose his temper for a while."

"Don't worry, most beautiful things have a temper."

Then he lowered his head to pack the wet umbrella.

Song Shihe's smile pierced Ji Yusheng like a rose branch. He is such a spoiled person, but he can make his husband like him so much. He must be a lot better than him, and he still looks beautiful to the picky gentleman.

"Mister likes him very much."

"Well, he accompanied me through every rainy day in the past few years." Song Shihe nodded without the slightest hesitation, then shook his umbrella and said.

Ji Yusheng always felt that his fingers were about to be pricked and bleed.

"Well, that's great." Ji Yusheng lowered his head and said, his tightly clenched fists were shaking.

It's because the temperature is too low on rainy nights.

At this time, the rain started to get heavier again, and the night wind blew along with the rain. Ji Yusheng felt that his whole body was shaking, especially where his heart was, as if there had been a heavy snowfall.

Song Shihe slowly approached Ji Yusheng, but Ji Yusheng only felt that the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and the snow in his heart was getting thicker and thicker.

"Would you like to see him? My Serein."

After saying this, Song Shihe stretched the umbrella behind Ji Yusheng, and then opened it to help him cover the rain that fell on him from behind.

Ji Yusheng realized that the husband spoke French, but he didn't know what Serein meant. He thought it might be a nickname for his lover.

It must be a sweet, lingering, loving nickname. Mr. smiled softly when he read it, but it is a pity that he cannot be the only audience for this nickname.

Song Shihe withdrew his gaze from looking at the umbrella, looked closely at the fluttering butterfly in Ji Yusheng's eyes, and said another sentence:

"It is a very beautiful pastoral cat. I adopted it a few years ago. It was sunny and rainy on the day of adoption, so I named him Serein, which means"

"My clear sky and rain."

I am only interested in the status of Mr.'s lover, but I am not interested in the person who has already occupied this position.

Ji Yusheng was about to shake his head while thinking this way, but the snow suddenly stopped, and the snow on the ground seemed to be shoveled away in an instant.

"Do you...want to see him?"

Ji Yusheng felt as if in an instant, spring flowers and birds flew over the winter bare branches and hugged him tightly.