My Feelings Can Wait

I don't know how long it took, Ji Yuyan recorded all the inspiration that flashed by, hummed it again, consciously satisfied, and then put down the pen and recovered his mind.

She subconsciously wanted to share the good news with Jing Xiu, and then realized with hindsight the situation in which she ran out. She looked down at the shirt draped over her shoulders, with the corners of her lips raised, turning around to find Jing Xuan habitually.

Sure enough, when she turned around, she saw Jing Xiu, just like the way they got along many years ago-sitting behind the other party silently when one party focused on work.

Even if you don't speak, you are busy, and occasionally smile at each other tacitly when you are in the same room, it is enough for each other to find a warm and relaxed feeling in fatigue.

Jing Xiu was reading a book. He heard the sound of the piano and the humming stop. He looked at Ji Yooyan strangely, and ran into Ji Yooyan's tender eyes.

"Done?" Jing Xuan closed the book, picked up the towel on his lap and walked back to Ji Youyan.

Ji Youyan raised his head to look up at Jing Xiu, his brows and eyes curled back with an "um". She touched her wet bangs with her hand, and asked self-knowingly: "Do I look so stupid now?"

With a smile in her eyes, Jing Xiu put a towel on the top of her hair, wiped her hair, and said lightly: "It's quite silly."

Hearing the affirmative answer, Ji Yuyan hugged her waist with his right hand and muttered: "Why don't you comfort me?"

Jing Xiu chuckled and teased: "It is a good thing to know oneself, and it does not require comfort."

Ji Youyan poked Jingxuan's lower abdomen with his chin dissatisfied. It was early summer, but wearing two thin singles, Jing Xuan was itchy. She impatiently slapped Ji Yooyan's arm, took a step back, and pretended to watch Ji Yooyan displeased.

Ji Youyan tilted his head slightly and looked at her, smiling slyly and softly. Her confident and bright smiling face complemented each other with the vague amorous feelings in her clothes.

Jing Xiu was dazzled by her beauty for a moment.

She couldn't help but wiped Ji Yuyan's hair again, was silent for a few seconds, and whispered: "Not stupid, very sexy." After a pause, she added, "I mean, you look very **** when you write a song seriously. "

Ji Youyan was slightly stunned and believed it to be true: "In fact, I have always had a question to ask you, but I have never dared to ask before."

Jing Xiu frowned: "You ask."

"Do you like me singing more than me acting? Do you attract you more when I sing?" Ji Yoon stared at her and asked seriously. This question has lingered in her mind when she was not confident before, and it has troubled her for many years.

Jing Xiu saw through Ji Youyan's expression of unconcealable anxiety, and his heart felt aching like a needle. She grabbed her eyes and asked in a pretentiously relaxed way: "Are you trying to lie to me to say something nice?"

Ji Yoo was at a loss, reacting to the meaning of Jing Xiu's words, couldn't help being funny.

Jingxun's eyes appeared soft. She took the towel off Ji Yoon’s head, sat down beside Ji Yoon, looked at the overlapping shadow of her and Ji Yoon on the ground, and explained: “I used to like you to sing better because I know you love music. , Music is your dream, so I hope you can do what you like. That’s it."

"You are very attractive when you sing."

"It's also very attractive when acting."

Ji Yuyan stared at Jing Xun, his eyes warming.

Jing Xiu tilted his head to stare at Ji Youyan, restrained his shame, and said frankly: "But to me, you actually don't do anything. Sitting quietly like this is the same..." Very attractive.

The rest of her words were engulfed in Ji Youyan's lingering lips.

When he was about to wipe the gun and go off the fire, Jing Xiu called out ardently: "Yanyan...wait for the drama... to end..."

Ji Yuyan distinguished the priorities and sensibly stopped. She pecked Jing Xun's lips reluctantly, and asked meaningfully: "Wait for the play to end?" There were only two days left in the play.

Jing Xiu didn't open his face and added a condition: "Wait for your injury to get better."

Ji Yooyan also wanted to ask, "When will the injury be better?" Jing Xiu stopped her words with red ears and said: "Okay, come out and blow your hair, don't soak the wound." After that, she stood up and stood up. To go.

Ji Yuyan grabbed her wrist hurriedly. Jing Xiu raised her eyebrows, thinking she would want to say something unremarkable.

"I've written the interlude of the movie. I haven't sang it for you yet. Do you want to listen to it?" Ji Youyan asked her seriously.

Jing Xiu had an accident. She stretched her eyebrows and opened her eyes, sat down again, and responded with action.

Ji Yuyan was rarely shy and said: "I can't play the piano, I can only sing a cappella."

"It's okay." Jing Xiu encouraged her.

Ji Yuyan folded his hands together, cleared his throat, stared at Jing Xiu with watery eyes, and said with a smile.

Her voice is clear and magnetic, low alcohol like a cello, Jing Xun always feels that Ji Youyan has a special taste when singing. Sing in a low voice, and the lyrics are matched with precise emotions, like countless dark waves surging under the calm sea, laziness with suppressed anxiety and restlessness, not sharp pain, but the scene is drowned in silence. Xiu's emotions touched Jing Xiu's heartstrings.

A few seconds after Ji Yuyan finished singing, Jing Xiu still clapped his talents, his eyes filled with sincere appreciation. "I can foresee how fast this song can climb the charts after the movie is released."

This is a very high evaluation. Ji Youyan is happy, but a little unconfident: "Really? Actually, I haven't reviewed Sister Bo yet. I don't know if I have to change it." She has suffered too much from music. Frustrated.

"I already feel very good this way." Jing Xiu said firmly.

Ji Yoo hesitated.

Jing Xiu sighed helplessly, took her hand and interlocked her fingers, "Believe in yourself, believe in music, and believe in this market." For the market in the past, what Ji Yuyan lacked was fame, but now, everything is ready, only Dongfeng. .

Ji Yoon looked at her with determination. After a long while, she smiled, put her head on Jing Xiu's shoulder, and said warmly: "I believe you."

Jing Xiu's eyes waved.

"A Xiu, I will officially switch contracts with President Tao and Sister Wei next month. After that, I plan to adjust the rhythm and take one film a year, not quality but quantity. The other time is spent writing songs and living. Wait for sunflower After the song has been released, I want to release an album. Regardless of the results, I just treat it as a dream to come true."

Jing Xiu stroked the hair in her ear and affirmed: "I think it's good." She thought the same to herself and Ji Youyan. She has never asked Ji Yooyan to achieve what kind of achievement, as long as Ji Yooyan can let go and feel happy.

Ji Youyan raised his head and exaggerated: "The cost of making an album is so high. If I can't sell it, I might lose my money and sleep on the streets."

Jing Xiu wanted to comfort her if she really lost it, it would be fine, and she still had to go around. But worrying about Ji Youyan's self-esteem, she opened her mouth and silenced.

Ji Yooyan seemed to see Jingxun's hesitation, half-heartedly jokingly said: "If this is the case, Axun, will you take me in?"

Jing Xiu trembled her eyelashes in surprise, and for a long while, she couldn't hide her smile and lowered her head. Ji Yuyan's heart suddenly weakened. How long has she made A Xiu cautious before?

"I won't take you in." Jing Xiu refused.

Ji Yooyan was still stunned, and heard her whisper: "Mine is all yours."

Ji Yooyan's heart softened to a mess. Jingxun was a little embarrassed by her moving appearance. Jingxun casually changed the subject and said: "By the way, after the show with Mei talks, some friends helped me prepare a celebration party. Will you go with me?"

Because she had vaguely realized that Ji Yooyan didn't like to contact her friends, and didn't want to integrate into her circle of friends, Jing Xuan had always consciously avoided letting Ji Yooyan entertain her friends. For this reason, Ji Yuyan never even contacted Tao Xingruo before breaking up.

Jing Xiu added thoughtfully: "If you don't want it, it doesn't matter, I wanted to shirk it, but the hospitality is hard to come by. I will come back sooner."

Unexpectedly, Ji Yuyan readily agreed this time, "Yes, if they don't mind, I'll go with you. I haven't played this way for a long time."

Jing Xiu looked at Ji Youyan's expression, trying to tell whether she was reluctant.

Ji Youyan took her by the hand and walked outside the music room, jokingly saying, "Why don't you seem to be very welcome?"

"Very welcome." Jing Xiu defended in a low voice.

She went into the bedroom with Ji Yoon, took the hair dryer, and turned on the switch to help Ji Yoon blow her hair. The hair dryer had just roared for two seconds, and she turned it off again.

She knelt down and looked at Ji Yuyan and asked the question from the bottom of her heart again: "Yanyan, don't you like my friend?"

Jing Xun had asked Ji Yooyan many times about this question. In order not to make it difficult for Jing Xiu to do, Ji Yooyan had always shied away because Jing Xiu thought too much.

As before, Ji Yuyan lowered his long eyelashes and gave a negative answer again: "I am not."

"It's not that I don't like them, I just don't like myself in their eyes." Ji Youyan squeezed his five fingers, raised his eyes to look at Jing Xun, and confessed to himself: "I don't want to have more contact with them because some of their behavior always makes I think... they look down on me. When I get along with them, I always feel like I'm naked|naked, with nothing, and no place to show myself."

Jing Xiu's brows suddenly wrung up, showing her heartache and anger. She found that she always seemed to be doing something wrong. Regardless of introducing Ji Yooyan to her parents or to friends, she wants to make Ji Yooyan happier, and she wants to thoroughly share her life and everything with Ji Yooyan. But her kindness seemed to hurt Ji Yoon again and again.

Before the introduction, she especially warned Ji Yuyan not to make troubles, and not to scare Ji Yuyan. She thinks that everyone is a trustworthy friend who knows how to respect each other.

"I'm sorry." Jing Xiu's throat was astringent, "I won't go, we won't go anymore."

Ji Youyan scratched her nose and smiled: "Go, why not go."

Love should make life better. She doesn't need Jingxun to live as an island for her.

"In fact, it's not necessarily that they really behaved like this. It's more likely that I myself was too sensitive and inferior at the time, and the speaker was unwilling to listen to it." Ji Yuyan consoled Jingxuan in turn.

She joked: "Besides, I used to be so awkward and timid every time. It's too embarrassing. Obviously I am the one who can walk sideways the most."

Jing Xiu showed doubts in his eyes.

Ji Yooyan stood up halfway, leaned close to Jing Xiu and took a peck, and said proudly, "I own you. I am the richest person in the world. Shouldn't I be so proud?"

Jing Xiu looked at her deeply, his smile gradually rippling in his eyes.

She turned on the hair dryer to help Ji Yuyan blow her hair, and the sweetness and love seemed to be heated by the wind and burned in her heart. In the rumbling of the wind, she leaned close to Ji Youyan's ear and said unclearly, "In two days, your injury should be much better."

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Seeing that there is a little cute in the comments to remind Axun not to infect Lao Ji's hair wash.

Hahahahaha.

I seem to have gotten a way to finish the text again.