My Feelings Can Wait

A calm and gentle sentence, but it seemed to have the ability to destroy Ji Youyan's heart and lungs easily. She looked at this lyrics, tears raining down.

She always thought that Jingxuan was someone she didn't deserve, and she didn't dare to think that such an unbearable self was Jingxun's dream of suffering from gains and losses.

Seeing Jing Xiu standing higher and higher, she was apprehensive. She felt that Jing Xiu seemed to become an existence beyond her reach, but forgot that when Jing Xiu wanted to introduce her to her parents at the beginning, she said jokingly, “I’m good. It’s no bottom, will your parents want to break my leg, want to marry their baby girl home without anything," Zeng said softly, you don’t need anything.

I love you is your greatest confidence.

Since when did she forget that Jingxuan loves her like this, loves her who has nothing. Jing Xiu has never used those external names to measure her. From the beginning to the end, she was using these to measure herself, or even Jingxuan's love for her. She has been trapped in her own shame for so long and so long that she has forgotten that her Jingxuan is not an invulnerable queen in the eyes of outsiders, but a little girl who would cry in her arms.

Ji Yuyan bit his lip, clasped the back of his hand, and violently restrained his sobbing bit by bit.

She sucked her nose, unlocked the screen of the phone again, and clicked into the dialogue window between her and Jing Xun, and watched the cursor blinking.

Her guilt and self-blame made her feel that she was no longer worthy to say the word "love" to Jingxun anymore, but she still trembling fingertips, typing word by word, telling Jingxun her thoughts: "Sorry is too light But apart from it, I don’t know how to express my guilt, heartache, and regret."

"Sorry, I was wrong."

She was afraid that Jingxun would think she was shameless and ignorant, even spitting on herself. But she was still cheeky and mustered up the courage to ask Jingxun.

"Can you give me another chance, give me a little more time, and let you know me again?"

Whether you deserve it or not, Jing Xun should tell her this answer, not a fan, not the media, and not even herself. This is the life of the resurrection, she didn't really realize it until this moment.

Ordinary like her, Jing Xiu once regarded it as a treasure. What qualifications does she have to belittle and blame herself?

She didn't know if Jing Xiu was asleep, she told herself that as long as Jing Xiu didn't refuse her, even if Jing Xiu didn't reply to her, she would find the courage to never turn back.

Happier than she had imagined, Jing Xuan replied.

It means "go to sleep."

Ji Yuyan pressed the phone to his heart and burst into laughter. It wasn't the categorical "I don't want" when "starting over" that time, she was content.

She stretched out her five fingers, and the gentleness that Jingxuan had just wiped her off appeared before her eyes, and her heart became warmer.

"Good night, good dreams." Her subordinates replied to Jing Xiu softly, eyes like water.

If Jing Xiu waited silently and she couldn't understand it, then she really didn't deserve to be a human again.

She turned off the light and lay down || Body, tossing and turning, half asleep and half awake, all night's dreams were Jingxuan. This time, in her dream, she was standing on the top of the snow-capped mountain. When the mountain collapsed and the ground was cracking, Jing Xun hugged her and fell together with her with a smile.

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In the early morning of the second day, Ji Yuyan woke up early and went to the fourth floor lounge to practice guitar again. When he returned to the room, Jing Xiu was already up, and was sitting at the dining table with Yao Xiao for breakfast.

Seeing Ji Yuyan coming in, Jing Xiu glanced at her with the same expression as usual. The two of them had no intention of mentioning what happened last night.

Lin Yue followed the dining car into the door, and when she saw Ji Youyan, she was surprised: "Sister Ji, did you not sleep last night? Why do your eyes seem a little swollen?"

Ji Yuyan secretly looked at Jingxuan, and said in an embarrassing perfunctory manner, Lin Yue: "Maybe, it was a bit cold last night."

"You turned off the heater and opened the window. How could it not be cold." Lin Yue refused to let go. She looked at Ji Youyan, worried: "Sister Kai has to put on thicker makeup today, otherwise today This issue is broadcast, Ji Ji, you are afraid that it will be on the hot search."

Ji Youyan really wished to plug Lin Yue's mouth with a big steamed bun.

Yao Xiao was pulled up in the middle of the night to save the snowman, and he didn't think much about it and guessed what might have happened between the two. She said with interest, "Ms. Ji, you just came in from outside. Did you go for morning exercise today?"

Ji Youyan breathed a sigh of relief, and said in cooperation: "No, I went to the fourth floor to practice guitar for a while."

Jing Xiu's hand holding a knife and fork paused unconsciously.

Yao Xiao was surprised: "Sister Ji, are you still practicing guitar and doing morning lessons? I thought you had put it down completely."

Ji Yoo said: "No, I picked it up again recently, and I have produced a lot of hands. As expected, they are all skilled in diligence and playfulness."

"It's okay, if the basic skills are solid, you will soon be able to return to the original." Yao Xiao comforted.

"If there is a chance, do you still want to sing?" Jing Xiu asked suddenly.

Ji Yuyan looked at Jing Xun in surprise, Jing Xun looked at her quietly, his face pale. For a while, she couldn't understand the meaning of Jingxuan's words, she darkened her eyes, and followed the confession of her heart: "Yes."

How could I not think about it. She can't forget how she learned to play the piano under her father's ruler, how she left home with loneliness, and can't forget Jingxun's tender attention every time she listened to her singing. Music has given her countless pains, but still makes her yearn for the happiness it brings her.

Even if she can no longer live on it, she still loves it.

As if to just ask casually, Jing Xiu heard the answer, curled his long eyelashes, and moved the knife and fork again, cutting off a small sandwich.

Ji Yuyan didn't care either. She lowered her head and carefully divided the sandwiches on her dinner plate into small pieces that were easy to fork and did not escape the interlayer, and pushed to Jing Xiu: "I'll help you."

Jing Xiu's eyes twitched. After two seconds of silence, she replied: "No, thank you." After speaking, seeing Lin Yue's small eyes sympathizing with Ji Youyan, she put down her knife and fork and said to Ji Youyan, "I'm almost full."

Ji Youyan regretted, worrying about whether his diligence would make Jing Xuan not eating well.

Yao Xiao calmed down and said, "Ms. Ji, do you mind dividing me two? I look a little greedy."

"Sister Xiaoxiao, you told me to lose weight last night." Lin Yue cooperated with the gag, and she shed tears in her heart for Ji Youyan.

She finally knew why sister Ji had a sandwich that was exactly the same as Teacher Jing in the morning. The atmosphere is too ambiguous and weird. Are these two people really in a situation? !

After Jing Xiu got up and left, Ji Youyan asked Yao Xiao uneasy: "Does Teacher Jing really eat well?"

Yao Xiao lifted his glasses, and hesitated: "Maybe?" Sister Jing obviously didn't want to accept Teacher Ji's favor, and didn't want to embarrass her.

She touched the things in her pocket, guessing that the two of them should be making progress. Afraid that Ji Yuyan would misunderstand Jing Xun's mind, she changed the subject and said: "Ms. Ji, I'll give you something."

"Ok?"

Yao Xiao took out an ointment and handed it to Ji Youyan: "Teacher Jing told me to bring it up to you." Her eyes fell on Ji Youyan's red right hand, and explained: "It may be useful for preventing frostbite."

Ji Youyan burst into laughter for a moment. She clenched this cold ointment tightly, as if she could touch Jing Xiu's warm heart.

"Xiaoxiao, ask you, does Teacher Jing have a schedule the day after tomorrow?" Ji Yu said nervously.

Yao Xiao raised her eyebrows, and immediately guessed what Ji Youyan was thinking. The day after tomorrow is Jing Xiu's birthday on the lunar calendar.

Jing Xiu's father is French and his mother is Chinese. Her mother always gave her her birthday on the lunar calendar. But externally, Jing Xiu always celebrates his birthday in the Gregorian calendar. Therefore, after being with Ji Yooyan, this day is a day that belongs to Ji Yooyan and Jingxun alone.

"After recording this afternoon, as the new DX ambassador, Jing teacher will attend its press conference and will be back at noon the day after tomorrow." Yao Xiao gave Ji Youyan the green light.

Ji Youyan's eyes brightened, and he smiled and thanked Yao Xiao.

Sure enough, as soon as the afternoon recording was over, Jing Xiu left Lingzhou with ease. After Jing Xiu left, the restaurant belonged to Ji Youyan alone.

She searched the Internet for the recipe, and asked Lin Yue to go to the catering department to ask for ingredients the next day. She made three cakes a day. From the very beginning, she was so dark that she was so soft and delicious.

Lin Yue witnessed the whole process of her production and couldn't help but question: "Sister Ji, didn't you always say that you are good at cooking?"

Ji Yuyan touched the cream and said disapprovingly: "My cooking skills are very good, but I am limited to Chinese food."

Jingxuan used to love Chinese cuisine very much. After she cooked Jingxuan for the first time, she saw Jingxuan's pleasant and satisfying appearance, so she made up her mind to study Chinese cuisine.

Lin Yue was dubious, Ji Yuyan pretended to smear a handful of cream on her face, and Lin Yue screamed.

Amidst the laughter, Ji Youyan's eyes gradually drifted away, nostalgic and lost, and said: "Western food teacher Jing is very good."

Lin Yue's hand wiping her face paused, but stopped talking. Yesterday, I suspected that Ji Yoon and Jing Xun were in a situation, but I didn't dare to ask them rashly.

Ji Youyan didn't notice it. She ordered: "Go and borrow a tripod from the camera."

"Sister Ji, do you want to shoot anything?"

Ji Youyan smiled and said, "You'll know tomorrow, go ahead."

Lin Yue blinked ambiguously, and went to see through. She thought that Ji Yuyan just wanted to record Jingxun's birthday greetings or something.

Unexpectedly, the next day, she knew what Ji Yoon recorded on the hot search.

Stepping on the zero o'clock of Jing Xiu's birthday, Ji Youyan posted a Weibo!