My Feelings Can Wait

Ji Yuyan opened his eyes, and there was a terrible blackness in front of him. For a while, she was immersed in the scene of awakening the foreground and falling down, her headache seemed to explode, and tears overflowed like she could not close the gate.

In panic, she heard the sound of breathing in her ears.

Ji Yuyan turned his head and saw the dreamlike sweetheart lying beside her pillow, frowning slightly, as if sleeping unsteadily.

The unreality gradually faded, Ji Yuyan's consciousness returned, and he reflected that he should be dreaming again. Her dreams made Jing Xuan noisy, but Jing Xuan was really tired tonight, so she moved her eyes and didn't wake up immediately.

Ji Youyan stretched out his hand and stroked Jing Xun's back, coaxing her to approach him unconsciously, relaxed her brows, and fell asleep peacefully.

Ji Yuyan stared at Jing Xuan's soft sleeping face, thinking of her haggard and embarrassment in her dream, her nose became more and more blocked, and her breathing was heavy. Is it just a dream? Why do you think everything is terribly real? The previous wedding scene did not differ from her memory.

She curled her brows in deep thought, as if she had started to have these strange dreams since she broke her head. Is it a coincidence? Or... because of the collision, she accidentally remembered the memory she had forgotten when she was reborn?

She has always known that when she was reborn, she seemed to have forgotten part of the memories of her existence as a soul after death. Except for knowing that Jing Xiu stopped the wedding to send her off, crying beside her, many other memories were vague. It was so piecemeal that at the time she was just reborn, she was always a little confused between dream and reality. It wasn't until the progress of many things was exactly the same as she had remembered, that she was truly sure that she had died and was born again.

So if everything you see in your dream is not just a dream, but a real previous life, what does it mean that Ayu asked not to be cremated and waited a few more days?

What does she want to do?

Ji Youyan's heart suddenly tightened. Is her rebirth related to Axun? !

But no matter how you think about it, I feel like a fantasy. Jing Xiu grew up in the West, respects all religious philosophy, and is actually a firm materialist. People die like a lamp, what can A Xiu do? But if it's not Axun, how can he explain his inexplicable rebirth, and how to explain the strange request of Axun in the dream?

But dreams may really just be dreams.

Ji Youyan couldn't sort it out for a while. She slid down, put her ears on Jing Xun's chest, listening to her heart, beating gracefully.

The heart calmed down slowly.

Ji Yuyan took a deep breath and warned himself, be patient, and leave everything to time. If it is really a forgotten memory, maybe slowly, she will be able to remember everything.

There will be answers. She nestled in Jingxun's arms, soothing herself, but she still had insomnia before going to sleep again until dawn.

When I woke up again, the sky was already bright. The phone on Jing Xiu's bedside vibrated frantically. Ji Yuyan thought it was an alarm clock. He sat up and stretched out his hand to take it out and ready to press it. The word "Wen Yan" appeared on the screen again.

"What's the matter?" Jing Xiu was also woken up, and asked lazily and hoarsely.

"Your phone number." Ji Youyan handed the phone to Jing Xiu, and replied with a smile.

Jing Xiu rubbed his eyebrows and sat up with his arm. She took the phone, and her brows frowned even more when she saw the caller ID.

But she didn't avoid Ji Yooyan, and answered the phone in front of Ji Yooyan, "What's wrong, so early?"

Ji Youyan carefully observed Jing Xun's expression silently. Jing Xiu's expression was faint, and his tone was a little unhappy at first, and then he was always polite and alienated from outsiders.

It doesn't seem to be very enthusiastic. Ji Yooyan couldn't imagine what Song Wenyan did in the previous life to get Jing Xiu's final nod.

Just thinking about it like this made her feel uncomfortable. She clenched her fists and forced herself to calm down. Now and then. Song Wenyan was destined to be cannon fodder.

Jing Xiu hung up without saying a few words. Ji Yuyan calmed his emotions and asked knowingly: "Is there anything important who called so early?"

Jing Xiu squeezed her sore neck and said, "It's not early, it's almost twelve o'clock." When she just rebuked Song Wenyan for "so early," Song Wenyan blocked her speechlessly.

"It's a friend who just returned to Beicheng from a business trip yesterday. He said he wanted to invite me to dinner and celebrated me. I refused." Jing Xiu explained calmly.

"Do I know it? Boy or girl?" Ji Youyan raised his eyebrows, half-truth ridiculed: "Is it another rival in love? I have a sense of crisis, I'm going to be jealous."

Jing Xiu was taken aback for a moment, a wave of waves rose from the bottom of his heart, but nothing was revealed on his face. She sorted her mind, looked at Ji Yuyan, and asked half-jokingly: "If you have a sense of crisis, would you behave better?"

Ji Youyan couldn't see anything in her expression. In the bottom of her heart, she actually wanted to ask more about Song Wenyan, but the topic had already turned away, and she seemed deliberate when she went to the root of the question.

"Do you mean I'm not acting well enough now?" Ji Yuyan knelt up and squeezed one leg between Jing Xuan's legs. His fingertips followed Jing Xuan's thighs and his eyes were ambiguous.

The memory of last night suddenly swept into Jing Xun's mind. She thought of her posture that Ji Youyan did what she wanted last night, and the roots of her ears became red. Like being stung by something, she patted Ji Yuyan's hand, lifted the thin quilt and got out of bed, pretending to be cold and said: "There is still a lot of room for improvement."

Ji Yuyan couldn't see how shy Jing Xuan was, and got out of bed with her, and asked sternly: "Please tell me, where can I make progress? Yes..."

Before she could finish her words, Jing Xiu went into the bathroom, turned around and said calmly: "You don't need to know that clearly." She stared at Ji Yooyan's shoulder, leaning close to Ji Yooyan's ear and muttered, "Wait for your hand to grasp. I will tell you if the sheets are gone."

After speaking, she backed away and closed the bathroom door mercilessly.

Ji Youyan came back to his senses, pressed his forehead against the door panel, and let out a low laugh. In fact, she doesn't care whether she is above or below, just be happy. But every time she would deliberately tease Jingxuan, because Jingxuan who couldn't get enough satisfaction and couldn't compete with her was too cute. This kind of argument is really a fun.

Jing Xiu was still in the bath. After washing, Ji Yuyan went to the kitchen to squeeze soy milk from whole grains, fried eggs to make two sandwiches, and made fruit and lettuce salad. When Jing Xiu came out, the two simply resolved the late breakfast.

It was nearly half past one, and Ji Yuyan took the time to take a shower, then put on makeup and changed clothes and was ready to go to the party.

Because one hand is not convenient for Ji Yooyan, Ji Yooyan's makeup and hair are handed over to Jing Xun. It’s not uncommon to help each other with makeup before. Ji Yuyan still trusts Jing Xun's methods very much.

Before putting on makeup, she cooperated with Jing·stylist·Xin’s inquiry, and put forward her own request: “I want to wear a shirt today to be more handsome, so make-up help me look handsome.”

Jing Xiu hooked her lips and agreed without hesitation: "Okay."

After blowing his hair and putting on makeup, Ji Yooyan turned his head and looked in the mirror with a dazed look-who is this virtuous lady who is so angry? !

"Axun, isn't this makeup unsuitable for wearing a shirt?" Ji Yuyan reminded him euphemistically.

Jing Xiu took the clothes out of the closet, and returned to her with a faint smile on his eyebrows: "Well, it doesn't fit well." She handed the chiffon dress to Ji Youyan, and said calmly: "So you wear this."

Ji Yoo said: "??!" She touched the pretty dress in her hand, and said with difficulty: "Otherwise, change the makeup a little bit?"

"Time is too late." Jing Xiu vetoed it.

Ji Yuyan raised his head and looked into Jing Xun's eyes, saw her sly smile, and finally realized that she was put on by Jing Xun!

"You were premeditated, right?" Ji Yoon was angry and funny. naive! But childish and cute.

She resignedly held her skirt and got up, Jing Xiu sat down and put on makeup for herself, but smiled.

Sure enough, Jing Xun put a super heroic makeup on himself. The exquisite facial features and cool temperament, only matched with a simple blue denim shirt, black vest and slim jeans, are completely invisible, beautiful and handsome.

She looked at herself and Ji Youyan, who was very aggressive in the mirror, lifted her hair, and said with satisfaction: "Let's go."

Well, she would just be happy. Ji Youyan made a cowardly "um", and walked towards the entrance with Jing Xun's fingers interlocking. As she walked around, she looked sideways at Jingxuan's extraordinarily heroic profile, and finally couldn't help but laugh.

Jing Xiu turned around and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Ji Youyan smiled and said, "It's nothing."

Jing Xiu stopped and frowned and stared at Ji Youyan, obviously as if he must get an answer.

Ji Yooyan took her to the door and replied as he walked: "It's useless for you to wear this way." After saying this, she closed the door and imitated Jing Xun's voice, and explained hoarsely: "You just have a mouth. It's exposed."

Jing Xiu pursed his lips, his expression calm as water.

After a long while, she turned around and entered the password "dididi".

Ji Yooyan laughed out loud, hugged Jing Xun in his arms, and repeatedly confessed: "No, Axun, I lied to you. Nothing so exaggerated, really."

In fact, Jing Xiu just felt a little embarrassed—it was inevitable that he would be teased by friends again. But seeing Ji Yooyan's nervousness feel sweet, so she deliberately pretended to be annoyed and tricked Ji Yooyan into saying a whole lot of good things, and then followed Ji Yooyan downstairs to the party.

The party was arranged on the private yacht owned by Jingxuan's friend Pujia. For the convenience of talking, Jingxun did not bring a driver and drove there in person.

On the way, Ji Yuyan listened to the song, blowing in the wind, so uncomfortable. She flipped through her phone, lurking in Douban groups, sharing some interesting posts and gossip with Jing Xun from time to time.

Inadvertently, she glanced at a post with the title "Has anyone tried that hypnotic recording that is said to be able to see the past and present?" Out of curiosity, she clicked in.

In the post, many people said it was like that.

Ji Yuyan thought of the dream he had last night again.

She locked the screen and unconsciously tightened the palm of her hand holding the phone. After staying silent for a long time, she turned her face and asked Jingxun tentatively, "Axun, do you believe that people have past and present lives?"

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Sister Ji made 0 in tears, frantically testing on the verge of falling.

There is really this hypnotic audio, but I haven't tried it. If you really believe in this aspect, you should not try it lightly, because it is said that it may hurt the Yang Qi TvT.