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Later, the two of them were silent along the way, and there was no sound in the carriage, except for the pattering sound of the rain hitting the car. The cold rain hit the car, as if even the seats were chilled, even with the Gloves, Ji Yusheng still felt cold hands and feet.

But he didn't dare to sit close to Song Shihe to take some temperature, because he was afraid that Song Shihe would think that he had bad intentions again, because what he said just now had no clue for him, so he could only lean close to the car door, and put his head slightly close to smear it with rainwater. transparent windows.As the car accelerated, the wind blowing in from the window became more and more violent, making Ji Yusheng shiver from the cold, and he couldn't help but want to sneeze, but he tried his best to hold it back.

Song Shihe took a look at Ji Yusheng, and seeing the little tuft of hair on his forehead that had been blown up and his red nose, he silently reached out and rolled up the car window a little, leaving only a small gap for the The air moves, and the heat is turned up a bit.

Ji Yusheng didn't notice this, he just felt that this was the coldest winter in so many years.Although the previous winter was also cold, it never made him feel a hole in his heart, as if the wind could blow into his heart. He could always wait patiently for the day when he would recover, and always felt that that day was within reach. But now looking at the frosted dead branches and the deserted streets outside the window, Ji Yusheng felt from the bottom of his heart that spring seemed to be far away from them, just like the feeling that the spring wind still had no time to blow in April.

When he was thinking this way, Song Shihe suddenly turned the steering wheel, turned around and said:

"I'll take you home first."

Ji Yusheng froze for a moment, nodded and said:

"Would you like to go somewhere else, sir?"

"Well," Song Shihe nodded, pointing to the back, "Winter is coming, send some things to the children's orphanage to see if they need it."

Ji Yusheng turned his head to look at the back row, only to realize that there were several large bags in the back, and there were probably a few bags in the trunk of the car.Ji Yusheng took a closer look and asked:

"Is it some warm clothes?"

While saying this, Ji Yusheng also saw a thick stack of books-like things under the bag.

"Well, there are also some festive snacks and daily necessities."

"Well, is that orphanage far from your home?"

"It's not very far, but the location is relatively remote, and you have to take a detour to get there," Song Shihe shook his head.

"Then can I go with my husband?" He wanted to know more about Song Shihe's life, and also wanted to have more opportunities to stay with Song Shihe before leaving tomorrow.After all, after today, maybe there will be no chance.

"No." But Song Shihe refused after thinking about it, and Ji Yusheng immediately said:

"I can help move things, it won't get in your way."

Song Shihe looked straight ahead, without wavering at all, and said:

"no."

Seeing that Song Shihe was indifferent, Ji Yusheng said anxiously:

"I know how to get along with children. I have been to some elementary and middle schools to explain concepts related to economics. I play games and chat with them and get along very well."

Ji Yusheng's words did not impress Song Shihe, because after listening to Ji Yusheng's words, what he said was:

"Of course you can do anything well, after all you are one of the 'successful young entrepreneurs'."

Hearing Song Shihe's words, Ji Yusheng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. His ambition was never to be an entrepreneur, and the title of "successful young entrepreneur" was just a joke of the boss. Later, in an interview, the host ignored him. Refused, self-assessed and constantly flattering the title he just came up with, he didn't care, didn't need it, and even hated such a title.

Over the years, there is only one title he wants to hear, and there is only one voice he wants to hear. He only wants Song Shihe to look at him, ignoring everything else in his eyes, only reflecting his appearance, and calling him alive in his mouth. .This may be the only time when he selfishly hopes that he can overcome the breeze and white clouds, the fragrance of grass and flowers, and walk to the center of Mr. Song's sight without letting other things distract Song Shihe's attention.

But he never thought that this simple thing, which was within reach every day in the past, has now become a luxury.He could only hope that Song Shihe would call him alive out of habit or mistake.

If Song Shihe knew this title, he must have seen that interview, knowing that Song Shihe still cared about him all these years, Ji Yusheng should have been happy, but now he is not happy at all, and even feels sad.Because the interview was a very low-quality interview, the questions in the interview were superficial and contained many utilitarian questions, but because of the company's requirements, he had to answer each one in line.The last thing he wants his husband to hear about him is through economic-related things, and the last thing he wants his husband to classify him as a mercenary and snobbish businessman.He hopes that he is the same as his husband, even if he is not an artist, at least he has the characteristics of an artist. He still insists on walking on the uneven cobblestone road despite the wind and rain. Even if he has no artistic talent, he at least insists on this A person who does not disappear from the crowd at work.

"So no matter what, I can't go with sir?"

Seeing Ji Yusheng's persistence, Song Shihe frowned and said:

"It's not a very comfortable place, simple, dilapidated, and somewhat unclean, you go—"

"So what? I don't care about that."

In Song Shihe's eyes, has he even become an extremely delicate person now?So in Mr. Song's heart, he is now a bad and worldly person, that's why he was rejected and hated.

Ji Yusheng tightened his seat belt, and whispered in frustration:

"...I just want to see them whom Mr. Song misses every year, and I want to visit them with Mr. Song to make their winter warmer."

Song Shihe was silent for a long time, as if he couldn't bear Ji Yusheng's persistence, he said:

"How do you go when you're wet? What if you catch a cold and infect them?"

"I won't. I can buy a set of clothes in a small shop on the street, find a public toilet and change into it, and I can go. I won't catch a cold."

"My hands are still hot now, you..." Ji Yusheng said, wanting to reach out and touch Song Shihe to prove to him that he was not cold anymore, but he stopped when he was about to touch Song Shihe's hand.Because he wasn't sure if he could still hold Mr. Song's hand.

He suddenly wondered, "Want to touch but withdraw your hand", which represents careful love, Mr. Song may have experienced it often before, if he could hold the withdrawn hand and put it in his arms ri, that's all.

Ji Yusheng withdrew his hand frozen in mid-air in embarrassment, Song Shihe also remained silent and did not speak any more, but he still did not turn around and continued to drive towards home. When Ji Yusheng had to accept the reality and lowered his head secretly sad, the car suddenly After a pause, Ji Yusheng raised his head and looked out the window in surprise, and found that it was a big shopping mall. Ji Yusheng turned his head and looked at Song Shihe suspiciously.Song Shihe unbuttoned his seat belt expressionlessly and said:

"Get dressed and get out of the car."

"Ah?" Ji Yusheng didn't react for a while.

"Don't you want to buy a set of clothes and change into them before going to visit the children?"

Ji Yusheng's silent face suddenly brightened, he smiled and said to Song Shihe who opened his car door:

"okay."

The author has something to say:

Although Xiao Song's speech makes people sad now, but believe me, after being together, Xiao Song must be the best at telling coquettish (strike out) love words!