My Feelings Can Wait (MTL)

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Ji Youyan didn't have the courage to speak after sobbing. She looked at the dialog box that was still unresponsive, smiled bitterly, wiped her tears off the bed and washed her face.

She actually didn't expect Jingxun to respond to her immediately. She had lived up to Jingxun's so much gentleness and tolerance, and now all this is her own responsibility. She just wanted Jing Xun to know that she was different from before. She will become honest, learn to show weakness, and let go of the pride and pride that she shouldn't have in love.

Even if she is still doing it hard, slowly, she can always put her heart together and show it to Jing Xiu.

This is her sincerity and determination.

Tomorrow, she will be recording the show. In order not to swell her eyes, she washed her face with cold water and put a cold towel on her eyes for a long time. Make sure there is nothing unusual, and she is too tired to warm her hands and feet. She went back to bed and wanted to turn off the alarm clock that reminded her to go to bed. She took the phone and turned on the screen to find an unread WeChat message.

Jing Xiu sent it to her a few minutes ago. There are only three simple words: "You come here."

Ji Yuyan immediately sat up, ecstatic. A few seconds later, she threw down the phone, got out of the bed, put on a cotton mop, and walked out in one go.

It wasn't until Jingxun's door trot all the way to Jingxun's room and raised his hand to knock on the door, that Ji Youyan's sanity returned.

What is she doing? Ji Yuyan looked down at himself with the wrong left and right feet and disheveled clothes, and laughed blankly.

Ji Youyan shuddered unconsciously when the cold in the living room hit. She retracted the hand that was about to knock on the door, changed the left and right slippers, tidyed up her clothes, and was about to comb her hair, but the door suddenly opened without knocking.

Standing in the light and shadow, Jing Xiu's face was always deserted.

After such a heartbroken confession of himself, seeing such a peaceful Jing Xun, Ji Yuyan opened his mouth and called out "Axiu", and suddenly he was embarrassed and ashamed to say nothing.

Jing Xiu frowned almost imperceptibly when he looked at her thin pajamas.

"Come in." She opened the door wide and said lightly.

Ji Yooyan's spirit was shocked instantly and flattered. It was Jing Xiu's figure that turned away and let her go, so she could see the whole picture of Jing Xiu's room for the first time. It is obviously the same layout and furnishings as her room, but it seems that because of Jingxuan living in it, everything looks so different.

Ji Yooyan twisted his hands together, raised his foot and stepped into Jing Xun's door, walking with exceptional dignity step by step. One surprise after another tonight made her a little dazed. She asked herself unconsciously, does this open door also represent a little bit, Jingxuan's heart door opened to herself again?

Jing Xiu didn't notice her thoughts. She stood at the table, picked up the kettle and poured her a cup of hot water, handed it to Ji Youyan, and calmly said: "Clean."

Ji Yooyan looked at her peaceful brows and raised the corners of her lips uncontrollably. She took the cup with both hands, and the heat from the cup was ironed on her hand, making her feel so comfortable.

"It's okay." Her voice was a little dumb after crying.

Even if Jing Xiu handed her a cup now, she thought she could drink it with a smile.