XNUM X night

Fragments of stars will eventually fill the sky.

Although Ye Siran resented the appearance of this middle-aged couple, he still couldn't make a decision.A few days after that, Ye Siran took them to visit his school, and then went to the famous Philadelphia Museum of Art.

It is an ancient Greek temple-style building with more than 30 pieces of art.Sang Yintian has always been sensitive to oil paintings, and stayed in front of Van Gogh's "Sunflower" for a long time during the visit.

Ye Siran's parents still had a trace of tiredness on their faces, and they occasionally turned around and gave Ye Wanlu a dry laugh.The atmosphere is still awkward.

Probably because she was really bored, the woman smiled and stood beside Sang Yintian, staring up at Renoir's "The Bather" on the left, "I heard from Wanhui, you and Xiaoran..." The woman suddenly hesitated Then he turned his head and stared into his eyes, "You have been together for a long time."

"Well, it's been almost five years." Sang Yintian still didn't look sideways, the oil paintings on the wall were more attractive than the women around him.

"So it's been so long. That kid, Xiaoran, is real. Why didn't he tell his family that he had a boyfriend..." The woman looked away, her right hand weakly pressing on her left arm.Seeing that Sang Yintian moved half a step to the left, the woman followed, "That, Sang..."

The woman stopped suddenly, probably realizing that they were only meeting each other for the first time, and they couldn't use such an intimate address.After hesitating for a few seconds, the woman changed her mouth. "Sevati, thank you for taking care of Xiaoran over the past few years... When you return to China, Auntie will treat you to dinner."

Sang Yintian really doesn't like strangers calling him so intimately, especially this person is the one who hurt Ye Siran.Soon, his brows were wrinkled and his eyes squinted ahead.But no matter how annoying the woman in front of her is, she is his elder in a sense, no matter how unhappy Sang Yintian is in her heart, there will be no displeasure on her face.

"Siran is my boyfriend, and it is right to take care of him. What's more, he has taken care of me a lot in the past few years abroad. If I must thank him, I should thank him." Sang Yintian smiled politely Laugh, it looks a little far-fetched.

"This way..." The woman was a little embarrassed, clenched her hands slightly, and subconsciously pinched the hem of her skirt.

But if Sang Yintian doesn't say it, someone will always say it for him.like now.

Ye Siran finally couldn't bear it anymore, took two steps forward, passed Ye Wanlu, and stood directly between Sang Yintian and his mother, then relaxed, slanted the corner of his mouth and raised his hand to press Sang Yintian's shoulder. "Are you hungry? Shall I take you to eat delicious food?"

"Well... I wasn't hungry at first, but when you say it like this, it seems a little bit." Completely different from the reaction just now, Sang Yintian's face changed instantly, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his right hand hooked Gou Ye Siran's little finger. "But I want something sweet today."

"Okay, I'll take you to eat whatever you like." Ye Siran winked at Sang Yintian, and the moment he turned his head, the smile on his face disappeared completely.Even Ye Wanlu, who was standing by the side, couldn't help but raised his hand and pressed his temple.

His younger brother had a clear love and hate since he was a child, and he also had a clear love for his biological parents.If the relationship between the two brothers hadn't slowed down with the help of Sang Yintian in the past few years, maybe Ye Siran's face would be even more ugly when facing him.

"Then what..." Before Ye Siran could speak, Ye Wanli coughed heavily, "Xiaoran, you and Sangsang can go together, I... I will take my parents around here for more Go shopping, when you graduate and return to China, there will be fewer opportunities to come to Philadelphia in the future."

Ye Siran opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, just nodded, and walked towards the exit together with Sang Yintian's shoulder.

After turning a corner and seeing them no longer, Ye Siran let out a long sigh of relief, his back was pressed against the wall tightly, and the sweat on his forehead was particularly obvious.His left hand was firmly pressed against his chest, as if someone would notice his uncontrollable heartbeat in the next second.

"Sang Sang..." Ye Siran's voice was trembling, he gritted his teeth, and stretched out his hand to pour Sang Yintian into his arms.

"What's the matter?" Sang Yintian could feel the fear in the person in his arms, except for the voice, Ye Siran's whole body was shaking non-stop.He had no choice but to raise his hand and gently stroke Ye Siran's back, trying to calm down this fear.Who knew that the person in his arms suddenly looked like a clingy puppy, lowering his head and burying his entire face in his neck, as if...

Also cried.

"Siran, I know what you are afraid of." Sang Yintian looked distressed, pinched Ye Siran's wrist with his left hand, and touched the scar. "With me, you don't need to hide all your emotions, you cry when you want, laugh when you want, you are just yourself."

"Sangsang, do you know? I have imagined countless times how I should speak when I meet them again. In fact, I really want to ask why they did that back then, why did they let me go with me?" My brother is on the same road, why should I step on my dreams... I even want to ask them—" Ye Siran's voice was muffled, as if he was flustered before the midsummer rainstorm.

His eyes were a little wet, and his tear-stained eyelashes gently rubbed against Sang Yintian's neck. "I even want to ask them, if they don't love me, why did they let me come into this world..."

At that time, Ye Siran was alone, blowing the night wind for a long time.If Sang Yintian hadn't appeared, he would probably have melted into that sea area by now.

"It's not like this, Siran." Sang Yintian squinted his eyes slightly, and kept touching his temples with his slightly parted thin lips, sniffing the fragrance constantly radiating from his clothes.

Ye Siran's words were like a sharp dagger. The person in front of him was full of body and closed his eyes to welcome the final judgment, but he couldn't get a credible statement, but he messed himself up all over.

Sang Yintian's fingertips penetrated into Ye Siran's hair, trying to make him relax quickly in his own way. "Siran, in fact, everyone's birth is lucky for some people."

"Lucky..." This word is too unfamiliar to Ye Siran.

"For example, because of your birth, I was able to meet you on that beach." Sang Yintian smiled, and the expression on his face was so gentle that he felt an unspeakable distress, "Because of your Only then did I know what I wanted to paint?"

"Uh..." Sure enough, Ye Siran's sobs were gradually suppressed by himself.

"I will only like you more and more, you know?" Sang Yintian stretched out his arms, wrapping Ye Siran in his arms. "Stop crying, come here and give me a hug."

Ye Siran lowered his head, closed his eyes and squeezed past.

"Have you ever heard of... bedtime paranoia?" After hugging for an unknown amount of time, Sang Yintian suddenly turned around and leaned against the wall with Ye Sizan, and looked up at the dim yellow light above his head, "In the Before going to sleep, the brain will subconsciously put the person you want to see in front of your eyes, and then force you to fall asleep. If you are lucky, you will have a dream, a... very sweet dream."

When Sang Yintian said this, his eyes were a little empty, maybe he remembered his parents who were buried in the sea of ​​fire, or maybe he was really explaining a woven dream for Ye Siran.His eyes blinked lightly, but the expression on his face was unusually calm, like a haven where no waves could be lifted. "I have seen them in dreams countless times, and I have wanted to reach out to catch the wind that stays by their side countless times, but then I discovered...it turns out that some people's departure was doomed from the very beginning."

"It's like the meeting of some people is a miracle in itself. A... a miracle of the universe." Sang Yintian narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and stretched out his fingers to block the little light source. , some people come and go, and those who lack love are always longing to be loved.”

"Of all the people I've met, only you are the best."

"so--"

Sang Yintian took a deep breath: "I am willing to share all the love I have with you. Ye Siran, you should be glad that the person who loves you the most is standing in front of you right now. We will go to many Many places, more scenery to see, and more interesting people to meet.”

"I'm your forever safe haven." Of course, so are you.

Stray puppies will eventually find their own home.

Ye Siran suddenly lowered her head and kissed her. In the small corner of this art museum, passers-by prayed for their blessings, hoping that this pair of lovers would last forever.

But until Ye Wanli left Philadelphia with his parents, Ye Siran still couldn't choose to forgive them.

But Sang Yintian knew that this kid was slowly letting go of his heart, and he believed that it would not be long before the blood relationship would bring them closer again.

And the video of Ye Siran's last concert at Curtis was uploaded to the Internet by someone.The playback volume exceeded 260 million in one day, and even flowed into major foreign music websites.

As a result, Ye Siran's name really reappeared in everyone's sight.Not as the younger brother of Ye Wanlu from the Ye Group, but as a violinist.

At the end of this summer, Sang Yintian finally completed the painting.He grabbed Ye Siran's arm and brought him to the studio, and finally asked him with a smile, "Come and give him a name."

"I?"

"That's right, it's you." Sang Yintian repeated.

Ye Siran's gaze finally landed on the canvas. The lines in this painting were a little loose, but it still didn't affect its beauty.The previous Payne gray has been replaced by other colors, and the gradient blue-purple outlines a sea.

This sea is the sea where they met.The waves in the painting are rolled up by the wind and spread on the black reef. At dusk, there are a few bright shells on the fine sand, and a few bunches of burning red roses.Some of the withered petals were buried in the white sand, and the other part was blown into the sea by the evening wind.

Beside these bouquets of fire roses stood a young man in a white shirt, the corners of which were also rolled up by the wind, revealing a nice waistline.

There was a white violin in the boy's right hand, and the bow was held in his left hand, hanging naturally on the side of his trouser legs. The boy turned his face sideways, and no one could see his expression clearly.

But no one could not see his expression clearly.

On the edge of the reef in front of the boy, there is a white and transparent fish tail.But on the tail of the fish, red roses grew all over.

This painting is like a teenager breaking free from the shackles on his body, yearning for freedom, and getting freedom.

"Escape at dusk..." For some reason, Ye Sizan suddenly read these few words.

"Escape at Twilight? Well, then the name of this painting...is called "Escape at Twilight"" Sang Yintian bent down, wrote these four words on the lower right side of the canvas, and signed his name.Then he took out his phone and took several pictures.

It has been 3 years and 5 months since the last Weibo.Sang Yintian took a deep breath, and lightly touched the phone screen with his fingertips.

[@杨引天: The teenagers in the novel are having an endless romantic escape at dusk, and they will kiss in the afterglow of the sun. @I have a black rose]

Ye Siran's mobile phone received a special reminder, then smiled and pressed forward.

[@我有一个黑玫瑰: I once met a rose that was about to wither, and I failed to keep its most beautiful appearance.But I will always remember it and let it bloom and bloom in the sound of my piano. //@桑引显: The teenagers in the novel are having an endless romantic escape at dusk, and they will kiss in the afterglow of the sun. @I have a black rose]

The release of these two microblogs completely set off a violent storm, and the rumors on the Internet were self-defeating.The names of Sang Yintian and Ye Siran immediately became popular on Weibo.Weibo and videos were reposted by major platforms one after another.

So soon, the entry of "Ye Siran Sang Yin Tian's Love Exposure" also rushed to the top of Weibo's hot search list within half an hour.Sure enough, a lot of Sang Yintian's Weibo private messages popped up again, with blessings and a long-lost sentence, "Finally waiting for you to come back."

Afterwards, the hot search terms on Weibo were replaced by the names of these two people again.

【#painter Sang Yintian returns#】

【#叶思染CurtisGraduation#】

Ye Siran put down the phone, lowered her head and kissed Sang Yintian's lips, and finally closed her eyes slowly.His life is very short, so short that as long as Sang Yintian can be by his side, it is enough.

God said that people who are in love with each other will pass each other on a certain street corner one day.

Fourth year in Philadelphia, summer solstice.

On this day, Ye Siran and Sang Yintian boarded the flight back to China.The journey was long, but they were not sleepy at all.

Sang Yintian turned his face sideways and buried his head in Ye Siran's chest.

The clouds outside the window reflected the last ray of warm light at the end of summer. They held hands and saw the same blue sky, the sea breeze of the same temperature, and walked across the deserted beach together.

The universe split them in two, but fate brought them together and made them one again.

Fragments of stars will eventually fill the sky.

Born in the universe. reunited in the universe;

【Born in the sea of ​​stars, reunited in the sea of ​​stars】

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