My Feelings Can Wait (MTL)

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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.