fragrant like sunlight

I don't want to see you sad, I want to protect your smiling face.

Maybe it's that little bit of hope you're talking about, the spark.

It is now a burning red flame that burns my heart.

In the midsummer of August, even the nights are restless from the heat of the day, making it impossible to do everything quietly.Maybe it was the restlessness in his heart, but Pei Jing preferred to think it was because of the chattering cicadas.

I remember the outline of the boy more clearly without meeting him, probably because I think of him more often.

After the start of the summer vacation, one email a week, the usual question of choosing one of the two.At the same time, I am not tired of doing it, but the uneasiness after removing the wall of my heart is like facing the unknown attack with bare hands, which makes me feel a little panic.Only then did I realize that being honest is not an easy task.

When the reminder of the email sounded, Pei Jing clicked on it immediately, with anticipation that he was ashamed to admit.

——"Teacher, tomorrow is my birthday. I made a wish in advance, hoping to meet the person I like on my birthday. Do you think my wish will come true?" It’s free during the day.)”

The phrase "the person I like" made Pei Jing's heart beat fast.

Is this an invitation to come out and meet?Also parentheses imply blanket.This cute behavior made Pei Jing smile.He propped his cheeks and thought for a while, then moved his fingers to reply.

——“But I have something to do tomorrow morning.”

Received the return immediately.

—— "What about the afternoon? Even if it's only for a minute. I'll go find you, okay?"

Pei Jing's heart felt hot, and he seemed to feel the sincerity of the other party through the screen.So he smiled and decided not to tease him anymore.

—— "Guys who still have important arrangements at night should stop running around. I'll find you in the afternoon, and you can tell me the station over there."

I still received the reply quickly, and I can see the joy of the other party.

——"Okay! Station xx. This is my mobile phone number XXXX. Let me know when you arrive soon. (Meeting you is also an important arrangement.)"

Pei Jing couldn't help laughing, looking at the words happily.

In the afternoon of the next day, Pei Jing pressed the newly recorded number, and the moment he got connected, the other party uttered a voice before he could speak: "Hello, teacher?"

"Well, it's me. I'm off."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

The gentle boy's voice in his ear made his heart tremble slightly.

"Ke Shan, this is my private number."

"I understand that I won't reveal it to anyone. Just take it as my privilege, even if it's not, don't tell me, I'm a birthday star today."

Pei Jing laughed, "Well, it's a privilege. Among all the students, you are the only one who knows my number."

On the other end of the invisible phone, the boy's face was dyed red because of this sentence.

After hanging up the phone, Pei Jing looked at the car window, his own reflection appeared on the glass, overlapped with the dark green outside the window as if transparent.And the closer to the place where the other party lives, the more he wants to remember the scenery, what kind of buildings there are, and what kind of plants are planted.

The desire to arrive quickly became urgent.

Walking out of the station, Pei Jing saw a tall boy standing under the shade of a tree. He was wearing a light red short-sleeved T-shirt, and his naturally fair skin became even whiter.I can't help but think that this guy doesn't seem to be tanned.

Seeing Pei Jing, Ke Shan immediately laughed out loud, pointed to his clothes, then pointed to Pei Jing's light green striped T-shirt, and exaggeratedly said: "Red and green are so harmonious."

Pei Jing covered his face and smiled, "It's you, why are you wearing such a flamboyant dress? You're already conspicuous enough."

"This is a gift my mother gave me last year. She will be happy when she sees it at dinner."

"Not only invited me to dinner, but also took care of my mood. Classmate Ke Shan, you are very considerate."

"Don't make fun of me."

"Here, your birthday present." Pei Jing handed over a paper bag.

Ke Shan opened it curiously, and was pleasantly surprised to find that it was a painting album by Monet. "The original English version?"

Pei Jing shrugged his shoulders lightly, "It seems that someone needs to do a good job of reading."

Ke Shan looked expectantly, "Can I ask you what I don't understand?"

Pei Jing knew that this was Ke Shan's initiative to create an opportunity for future contact, and said a little embarrassedly: "Go and look up the dictionary yourself." Then he added in a low voice: "You can also ask me."

Ke Shan smiled contentedly.He looked down and saw the receipt slip still in the paper bag, took it out to look at it, and asked in surprise, "Isn't this bookstore far away?"

"This edition is currently the most clearly printed on the market. It has been sold in several places, but only this bookstore sells it."

"So if you have something in the morning, do you mean going to buy me a gift?"

"Really, you should give more time to prepare."

Although he wanted to cover up his shyness, the reddened ears still betrayed Pei Jing's heart.

Ke Shan hugged the book tightly, with a frank and bright smile on his face.

"Thank you."

At this moment, Pei Jing understood that he spent a lot of time preparing gifts, perhaps just to see this smiling face that was brighter than any light.

It is what I want to protect.

The shadows of the trees were mottled, the young man was shrouded in a faint green light, and his smile filled the whole midsummer.

It is deeply engraved in Pei Jing's heart.

The boy beside him was flipping through the picture album in his hand, with a serious expression of cherishing, the swaying spots of light falling on his hand, and the sound of the scrolling pages of the book, all coordinated into a kind of quietness that seemed to be clear and visible.

Pei Jing looked at him, with a slight smile on his slightly upturned face.

The restlessness left by the high temperature and scorching heat seems to have also been calmed in this quietness, turning into some kind of warm power.

"What to do next?" Pei Jing asked softly.

Ke Shan looked at the book in his hand and suddenly smiled. "Shall we go to the park? There's one nearby."

Pei Jing came to the park in the city with Ke Shan with doubts, and immediately understood.

Standing in front of patches of water lilies, the light, shadow and colors in the picture book kept appearing in my mind.

I can't help but think of that conversation.

"The color of the water?" Pei Jing smiled.

"You also remember?" Ke Shan raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled knowingly: "The color of light."

There is a joyful tacit understanding of mutual understanding in the eyes, and they are still comfortable and at ease.

"It's still the same question, what color is summer in your eyes?"

Ke Shan did not show the bewildered look he had last time, but replied with affirmative and powerful voice.

"I think summer is like the color on you and me."

Green, red, natural, bright, that color.

Pei Jing was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled with comprehension.Looking at the water surface flashing with charming light and shadow, the gorgeous flower floating on the dark green is like a jumping crimson flame.

"Monet only focused on painting water lilies in the last 20 years." Pei Jing looked at Ke Shan.

"I envy him."

"Envy his color?"

Ke Shan shook his head and smiled at Pei Jing. "He's got all the passion for what he loves. Persistent, tireless, single-minded. I want to be like him."

Pei Jing saw a kind of light in his eyes, like fireworks being ignited.And this bright color burned his chest, and the uneasiness and fear he felt left silently like a photophobic beast.

In that color, his own figure emerged.

Pei Jing felt that he was about to be sucked in by these eyes, and quickly lowered them.

Time turns to the wind, and listens till dusk comes.

Standing behind Pei Jing, Ke Shan got a little closer, and smelled that Pei Jing's hair had been replaced with the fresh fragrance of plants. "You smell like summer."

Pei Jing suddenly remembered the description he had silently remembered in his heart - fragrant, like sunlight.Suddenly the heart beat out of control.

At this time, I heard him say behind him: "It's sunset."

When Pei Jing turned his head, the setting sun reflected a streak of red on his shallow pupils, and he couldn't see anything else for a while, only the reddish-brown afterglow flowing in his eyes.

So I feel that the flowers and plants in the garden are not as good as the wandering colors reflected in his eyes.

But you said, I am the brightest color in your eyes.

Some kind of irresistible emotion grew in his heart, slightly warming his eye sockets.

"Ke Shan, happy birthday."

Pei Jing said almost silently.