My Feelings Can Wait

The royal blue velvet gift box is neatly divided into several small spaces. The first thing Ji Youyan saw was the main body in full bloom-a white paint microphone.

The microphone is so brand-new that it glows, and the workmanship is visible to the naked eye. The design of the exterior is full of sense. There is a line of English characters printed on the metal cover of the sound head. I don't know if it is an illusion. Ji Youyan feels that the design of the switch is like a vague "yan". In the "mouth" of the word "yan", there is also a sparkling diamond.

"So beautiful..." Lin Yue exclaimed.

Ji Yooyan stared sideways at Jing Xun, still rested.

Jing Xiu said unhappily, "Aren't you going to sing?"

"According to your voice, custom-made microphone."

Ji Yooyan's heart suddenly filled with boundless sweetness and emotion, which spread to the nasal cavity and became sour.

Exclusive microphone, this is probably a dream that every singer has had, and it is also a luxury that Ji Yoon never dared to dream of.

In the first year of her debut, she took over a lot of small business performances, tossing around on the simple stage after another. She didn't complain. She treated every stage equally and did her best. But the organizer always failed her intentions. The roughness of the equipment and the poor quality of the microphone often made her embarrassed and aggrieved. When the microphone failed more than once, she had the idea of ​​wanting to have a microphone that only belonged to her and would not go wrong.

But the cost of the exclusive microphone made Ji Youyan prohibitive. When she wanted it, life was stretched; when she could afford it, she was no longer on the stage.

"Yes, I'm going to sing." Ji Youyan said distressedly with a little nasal sound, "But Axun, when did you prepare?"

The genius before she told Jing Xun that she was going to sing. No matter how powerful Jing Xuan is, it is impossible to customize a microphone in such a short time.

"A few years ago." Jing Xiu said softly. While she was talking, she glanced at Lin Yue and Yao Xiao who were still standing beside him.

Yao Xiao didn't dare to watch the gossip anymore, and pulled Lin Yue to know with interest and said: "Yueyue, let's go order a meal." The two trot into the restaurant.

"A few years ago?" Ji Youyan ignored them, and asked Jingxun after all.

Jing Xiu let go a little.

She chuckled lightly and looked directly at Ji Yuyan and said, "The year you decided not to sing. A Christmas gift I didn't give."

On Christmas in December and October, Ji Youyan told her that she was going to film and television-at that time, this microphone had just begun production.

That year, they went to a concert of a tutor in the "Idol Creation Project" in July. At that time, they also went to a few other contestants, so it is rare for Ji Youyan to sit side by side with her upright.

Jing Xiu didn't have much interest in the singing of the teacher on the stage. Her mind drifted to Ji Youyan beside her from time to time.

Several times, she found that Ji Yuyan's eyes on the stage were not right. Look thoughtful.

She caught a scene and asked Ji Youyan: "What are you thinking about? I just saw you in a trance."

Ji Yuyan returned to his senses and smiled and said, "I'm looking at Mr. Zhao’s microphone." After a pause, she explained: "I heard that Mr. Zhao’s microphone was tailor-made for him. I was thinking about it. Is his voice different from when he taught us before."

Her tone was plain and ordinary, but the yearning that she wanted to suppress in her eyes was still sensitively caught by Jing Xun.

Jing Xiu wrote it down calmly. After returning, she began to prepare seriously. Contact the professionals, choose the manufacturer, design the appearance, choose the material... all of them are after her busy work.

She thought, singing is Ji Yooyan's lifelong career, and the microphone is Ji Yooyan's closest partner. She will personally choose the most suitable partner for Ji Yuyan, and give her the strongest support and the longest company.

She was looking forward to giving Ji Youyan a surprise.

However, before that time, Ji Youyan said to her: "I won't sing anymore."

Jingxuan was shocked, puzzled, and regretful, and tried to understand and encourage her. In the end, he chose to respect and support all her decisions.

She didn't want to put any pressure on Ji Yooyan, and she was afraid that this microphone would bring any misunderstandings to Ji Yooyan. As a result, this microphone has no use for it.

Jingxun insisted on finishing it, and then sealed it up, just like her master had sealed her dream.

Ji Yuyan saw through the sorrow and sorrow in Jing Xun's eyes, and his heart felt as though he was stuck with something.

For the first time, she clearly realized that when she gave up her dream, she was not the only one who was sad.

Jing Xiu, is it true that she has been in pain with her all the time, and, looking at herself more painfully than she, she walks more and more deviately, but can do nothing...

"The bottom of the box has been pressed for several years, and it is too late to overhaul, can you see if it can be used?" Jing Xiu changed the subject. She sighed in her heart, she became more and more soft-hearted, and she became less and less uncomfortable with Ji Yuyan.

Ji Youyan said in a harsh voice: "It must be possible."

This microphone, just look at the name of the famous German manufacturer under the bottom of the metal cover, and you know how valuable it is. This manufacturer has a reputation for quality control of finished microphones, not to mention such carefully crafted custom microphones.

Ji Youyan felt heavy in his hands. She wanted to say that this gift is too expensive. However, no matter how valuable it is, it can't be more valuable than Jing Xiu's heart.

She opened her mouth, but she was not polite. She sincerely promised: "Axun, I will definitely cherish it. It is in me, it..."

Before she finished speaking, Jing Xiu frowned and said, "What are you talking about?"

Ji Yuyan muffled his voice automatically. Seeing Jing Xun's embarrassed and concerned expression, biting his lips gave birth to ecstasy. She stretched out her hand to grasp the microphone carefully, and what she started with was a cold and delicate touch.

It's like A Xiu's heart. It looks cold, but under the ice, it is so delicately ironed.

"Then I try it?"

"Ok."

Ji Youyan took out the microphone equipment one by one, assembled and adjusted them carefully.

Jing Xiu tilted her head and stared at her quietly.

When the adjustment was completed, Ji Yoon stood facing Jing Xun and raised the microphone.

She licked her lips, before she said anything, she bent her eyebrows first: "Jingxun..."

This is the first sentence she said with this microphone, calling the name of the most important person in her life.

The sound is clear and clean, and the ears are touching. It's still...big and bright.

In the restaurant, both Yao Xiao and Lin Yue quietly stretched their ears to listen.

"Jet’aime."

Soon, they heard a soft confession from the living room to the dining room.

It's Ji Yoon's voice!

Lin Yue was about to jump up, and a hundred exclamation words flashed in his heart. She doesn't understand much French, but the word "I love you" has been watched too many idol dramas, and she still understands the pronunciation of many countries. She had always suspected that Ji Yooyan and Jing Xun had a situation, and it was true!

She couldn't sit still, and walked quietly towards the door a few steps, trying to hear more clearly. Yao Xiao raised his eyebrows, held it for a few seconds, and then moved a few steps toward the door.

So they heard Jing Xun's answer.

"Are you afraid that others won't hear it?" Jing Xiu's voice is always cold. But in the tone, it was obviously soft.

Ji Yoo couldn't hear it.

She stared at the appearance of Jing Xun's drooping snow-white neck, her eyes wavy. Like stepping on a cotton candy, sweet and soft, she approached Jing Xuan step by step.

This time, she didn't ask Jing Xuan, but leaned down, wrapped her hands around Jing Xuan's neck, and directly wrapped Jing Xuan in her arms.

Jing Xiu's back stiffened, his breathing slowed down.

"I'm afraid you won't hear." Ji Yoo said in a low judo.

Jing Xiu felt Ji Youyan's warm breath, blowing it in his sensitive ears, and his heartbeat gradually speeded up.

But two seconds later, she calmed down a bit and replied to Ji Youyan: "I heard it."

Ji Yuyan showed expectation.

Jing Xiu was in her arms and calmly said: "I heard the door bell."

Ji Yoo said: "?????!"

Well, she actually heard it too, but is this the point! Why is there always someone bad her good deeds.

"Hello, food delivery service..." the food delivery man outside the door asked politely.

"Go and open the door." Jing Xiu tossed her away and reminded.

Ji Yuyan's face turned black.

Yao Xiao and Lin Yue were in the dining room.

Jing Xiu looked at Ji Yooyan's heart as if he went to open the door, and behind Ji Yooyan's invisible, he also heartily curled his lips.

Yanyan, more and more cheerful and confident, more and more like the one she was when she first fell in love.

But can it really go on like this? Really won't it be, another glamorous joy?

With a smile, Jing Xun's loving eyes became a little melancholy and worried.

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Two days before New Year's Day, Ji Youyan set off for Lancheng to prepare for the New Year's Eve party on the 31st. During the intense preparations, Ji Youyan also took time from time to time to send a few backstage photos to Jing Xun to share what he saw and heard. Jing Xiu replied to her one after another.

On the 31st, Jing Xiu finished his work and flew to Lancheng. Because there were too many acquaintances in the background, to avoid unnecessary trouble for Ji Youyan, Jing Xun didn't go to visit the squad, and when he was ordered, he entered the venue low-key wearing a mask.

Unexpectedly, she was already wrapped up very tightly, and when she passed the position behind the infield VIP, sharp-eyed fans still recognized her.

"Ah, ah, Jing... Isn't Jing Xiongxiu! Teacher Jing, isn't it?" A hand suddenly stretched out to grab Jingxun's hem, and shouted tremblingly.

Jing Xiu was shocked.

The female fan seemed to have discovered her rudeness, and quickly let go, and said in surprise: "Sorry, sorry, I, I'm so excited..."

Jing Xiu nodded at her blankly, ready to leave.

"Teacher Jing, do you remember me?" the female fan whispered, "Did you come to see Teacher Ji?"

After hearing this, Jing Xiu looked at the fans' faces carefully. She thought about it for a moment, and had a vague impression, as if she was a fan who often sent them to get off work when she competed with Ji Yoon. If you guessed it right, the essence should be a cp fan. It seems to have given her and Ji Yoon couple t-shirts.

She looked at the support card in her hand, Ji Youyan couldn't help but ease his face.

It's kind of long-lasting.

The small film around seems to be Ji Yuyan's fans, and some of them seem to be familiar. Jing Xiu took off her mask and said, "I remember you." She looked at the fans who were stretching their necks and said, "Happy New Year."

Having been remembered by idols for so many years, she also wished her a "Happy New Year" to her face. The female fan was so happy that she passed out. The other fans onlookers also looked excited and wanted to show restraint.

Jing Xiu remembered the years back then, and his whole body was much softer. She looked at Ji Youyan's support bracelet on the female fan's legs. On a whim, she said slyly: "It's pretty, can you give me one?"

give! Why not give it! Give it to bankruptcy! The fans cheered and rushed to put their hands around Jing Xuan.

Ahhhhh! Excellence is true! Everyone seemed to give birth to a groundhog.

Jing Xiu took away a few bracelets, even had a support stick, and stretched his eyebrows to his seat.

The insignificant tenderness she can give is because she is grateful for their unforgettable companionship to Ji Yu over the years.

Accompany her through the trough and up the peak.

Jing Xiu put the ring bracelet on his wrist.

Next to the bracelet, Ji Yuyan gave her a panda bracelet.

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Excellent girl, red duck!

Sister Ji is distressed: How can I kiss Axun?

Enthusiastic people: Kiss, I suggest you go to bed directly.

In the comments, many cute little ones have guessed it, wit!

Hahaha, I saw a little cute saying that Jie Ji has been a little too comfortable recently.

Author: emmmm

Sister Ji is withered: What kind of hatred or grudge! Woo woo