as you meet

After Ji Yusheng entered the house, Serein, who came down from the upstairs with his tail up, is indeed a very beautiful cat. The fur on the upper part of the head is like a dark cloud, and the lower part is like frost and snow. The name of the dark cloud covers the snow. .

It went to Song Shihe's feet and turned around with its neck straight, as if ordering him to do something. Song Shihe squatted down and touched it and said:

"I'll accompany you later."

Then he straightened up and said to Ji Yusheng:

"Change your clothes first."

Ji Yusheng glanced at Serein and nodded hesitantly.

"Come with me." After saying that, Song Shihe planned to go upstairs.

Seeing that Serein was still pestering Song Shihe, Ji Yusheng waved his hand and said:

"I don't care about that, you can put him to sleep first."

Song Shihe stopped in his tracks, but he ignored his words and asked him instead:

"What size are you wearing now? Is it the same as before?"

Serein tugged at his trousers angrily, but Song Shihe still looked at Ji Yusheng steadfastly.

"Yes, almost the same as before."

Song Shihe nodded when he heard the words, then turned his head and planned to go upstairs.

"Any one is fine. It doesn't have to be the same size. I'll just wear it for one night and leave tomorrow." Ji Yusheng worried that his husband would find him troublesome, so he added.

"It's okay, it's just that there are clothes that fit your size in the closet. I bought them wrong before." Song Shihe said without turning his head.

After Ji Yusheng took the clothes, Song Shihe led him to another room. After walking through several rooms, Ji Yusheng also found that there was no one else in this room except him, Song Shihe, and Serein.

Song Shihe helped him tidy up after entering the room, and said:

"You can sleep here first tonight."

"OK, thanks."

After Song Shihe left, he closed the door, so Ji Yusheng had time to digest what had changed in a few minutes.

There is no one else in this room, only him and my husband, and there is no one else in my husband, which means that they still have the opportunity to walk the unfinished road, go to the unfinished art exhibition, and see the unseen snow. .

Thinking of these things, Ji Yusheng couldn't help being happy.

"Perhaps you need towels...?"

Song Shihe knocked on the door with a towel, but the door was knocked open. As soon as he opened the door, Song Shihe saw Ji Yusheng with his back turned to him. Ji Yusheng's waistline was exposed in front of him to the butterfly bone. Song Shihe was stunned for a moment by the smiling side face that had been illuminated by the sun.

Ji Yusheng, who had just lifted his clothes to his chest and was about to take them off, turned his head and saw Song Shihe, and shouted in a panic:

"First, sir."

Then he desperately wanted to tear off the clothes, but the more anxious he was, the more the clothes would not come off as if he deliberately wanted him to make a fool of himself.Song Shihe's eyes darkened in an instant, and then he immediately lowered his eyes and said in a low voice:

"Sorry, I should have waited for your response before coming in."

Then he threw the towel on the bed, turned around and left, and didn't say a word to Ji Yusheng except to apologize.

Looking at Mr. Song's reaction, Ji Yusheng suddenly thought of something, but he looked down at his shriveled body, which was tortured by day and night entertainment all these years, like an old tree with dead branches in autumn.

"What are you thinking..."

After Ji Yusheng changed into his clothes, his husband's clothes were indeed the same as they were back then, and the fragrance that came out made one feel like taking a deep breath of the moist air after the rain.After changing his clothes, he wanted to organize his backpack, but when he opened it, he found that the backpack looked like a pond, so he wanted to go downstairs to dry the wet books.

After picking up the backpack, Ji Yusheng saw the statue lying on the floor, hesitated for a while, and picked it up before going downstairs.

When he went downstairs, he saw Song Shihe typing on the computer with his glasses on. The water glass on the table was already empty, and Serein was sleeping next to him. Hearing footsteps, Song Shihe raised his head and saw his husband cast his gaze. Ji Yusheng instantly Some nervous.

"My books are all wet and I want to dry them."

Song Shihe nodded and said:

"You can hang your books there," Song Shihe pointed to a bench behind him,

"There's a hair dryer in that basket next to it."

"OK, thanks."

After Ji Yusheng walked behind Song Shihe with his schoolbag in his hands, he saw the photo of Song Shihe and the child on the computer screen again.After finding no one in the room, he was always thankful that his husband hadn't decided who he wanted to be with for the rest of his life, but seeing this photo and the somewhat similar eyes, he felt a little stuffy again.

Ji Yusheng tightened his hand holding the schoolbag, mustered up the courage to ask, but flinched the moment he said it, and the last words he said were,

"That kid is so cute..."

After saying this sentence, Ji Yusheng felt that this sentence was like a lotus heart, and a bitter taste melted in his mouth after he finished speaking.

Song Shihe turned his head and looked at Ji Yusheng with some doubts, so Ji Yusheng let go of one of the hands holding the backpack, lifted it up and pointed at Song Shihe's screen and said:

"His eyes are as good as Mr.'s."

They are all eyes that people can't help but sink into.In the past, when my husband wrote letters, he always compared him to spring, saying that every time he saw him, he felt as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face, and everything became warmer, but every time he looked into his eyes, Ji Yusheng felt that he was the one who seemed to be able to live in an instant. The one who sees all things spring.He always wondered what it would be like to take a walk in the spring with his husband, because he really wanted to see the spring in his eyes, and he felt that it must be more colorful than what he saw just like this, and that seemed to be spring As it should be.

But not only did their relationship not start in the spring, it ended in the summer.

Looking back at the computer on the table, Song Shihe finally realized what Ji Yusheng was talking about, so he smiled and said:

"yes?"

Speaking of this child, Song Shihe became much softer than before. This was a good thing, but Ji Yusheng felt as if snow had started to fall on his heart again. He thought that he had become stronger after these few years. He is more and more comfortable in various situations, he does feel this way, but when he is in front of Song Shihe, he feels that he has become more fragile.

"He's grown up a lot, when I first met him he was very young and very thin"

While saying this, Song Shihe suddenly remembered something, turned around and looked through the drawer under the table, and finally took out a letter. He opened the envelope, took out the letter, looked at the contents and said:

"He can write now, and he drew a picture for me last time, telling me that he wants to become a world-famous artist in the future, and that his favorite painter is Monet." Song Shihe smiled again when he said this, "Looking at his style of painting, it's really suitable."

After he finished speaking, he handed the letter to Ji Yusheng and asked him to take a look, as if he was proud of his child, but Ji Yusheng felt that his whole hand was shaking uncontrollably from the fingertips.

He was hesitating whether he should accept the letter, and he was also afraid of the words in the letter that forced him to face reality.If it could only be a dream in the end, he hoped that it would last at least a few more minutes.