My Feelings Can Wait (MTL)

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"Auntie, don't cry, tell Yanyan quickly and let her come back soon." Ji Youyan said when he heard the male voice.

Zhong Qingyu choked up and said: "Yanyan, your father has an accident. Come back soon. At the City No. 1 Hospital. I just...I just called you. You changed your number. I can't contact you at all..."

The helplessness in her mother's voice made Ji Yuyan's heart broken.

"Mom, I was wrong." She burst into tears: "Mom, don't be afraid, I will be at the airport soon, wait for me, and I will go back soon."

Obviously it has been several years, and the family is already separated by mountains, rivers and seas, but at this moment, hearing Ji Youyan's voice and Ji Youyan's comfort, Zhong Qingyu still feels like he has found a pillar, and he has a heart. A sense of reality.

When the airport arrived, Ji Yuyan hung up, wiped away his tears and got out of the car.

On the plane, Ji Youyan pressed his lips tightly and sat tiredly. All the past and present lives replayed like a revolving lantern in her mind.

At the age of 20, in order to pursue the dream of music, and to stop being like the hanging puppets in the hands of parents, to walk the path they arranged, and to see the end of life at a glance, I have always been regarded as the pride of other children and parents. She insisted on dropping out of school and gave up the good future in everyone's eyes, and even her good marriage was considered by everyone as apostasy.

The father of the Qing and Gao scholars all his life believed that everything is inferior, and the only way to study is to study high. It seemed that from the moment she was born, he had planned her future life: study hard and live a stable life. When I graduate, I will be a university professor like my parents, or take the examination of a public servant, marry a good man who is the right person, and live a good life in peace but peace.

He looks down on TV’s “stars” who wear heavy makeup all day long to please others. In his eyes, this profession seems to be no different from the old actor. After the fierce quarrel, he repeatedly said three "good" and sternly questioned her: "For so many years, I have planned everything for you and for your good. I ask myself my father, do my duty and have a clear conscience. Now, I can't say anything. Are you? I can't control you, am I? You no longer have my father in your eyes, right?!"

Ji Youyan grieved with her neck: "That's what you think is good, not what I want! For so many years, I have no freedom at all. I am a human! Not a doll dressed up as you want, have you asked me what I want? "

He was shaking all over with anger, and asked her in a deep voice, "So, I was wrong, I'm sorry, am I?!"

She bit her lip and said nothing, tears slipping down. There is no way to communicate. He will never be wrong and always right.

Her default attitude made him even more angry and chilling. He pointed to the door and rebuked: "Okay, you want freedom, and I give you freedom! I am sorry for Ji Changsong, and I cannot afford you, the big Buddha, for the Ji family. Ji Youyan , Listen, if you step out of this door today, my Ji Changsong would not..."

His mother tried to stop him, but he pushed away. He still said: "I don't have a daughter like you in Ji Changsong, and there is no student like you in Jinghua University. Don't hang our name, sensationalize, humiliate the style, and ruin the school spirit!"

Looking at his unfeeling appearance, Ji Yuyan cried and laughed suddenly, frustrated. She knelt down and koosted him, went back to the room and dragged her luggage, regardless of her mother's yelling, and left without looking back.

Mother chased it out and stuffed her a silver|OK| card. There were tears on the mother's face, as if there were a thousand words to say, and in the end, she only said one sentence: "Let's go, I can do it for myself."