My Feelings Can Wait (MTL)

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The atmosphere of the conversation was so good that Ji Yuyan's sudden stupidity made no sense. Hearing Jing Xiu's instructions, Ji Yuyan covered his mouth embarrassedly, put down his phone and trot to the bathroom to wash.

Soon she came back, her lips were red and moist, and she whispered: "I want to kiss it. It hurts..." she said, her voice choked again.

Jing Xiu's heart is warm. She wrapped her hands around her abdomen, half blocking the scar, and said warmly: "It has passed." In fact, no matter how painful she was, she did not feel the pain at the time.

Seeing Jing Xiu's embrace, Ji Yuyan suddenly nervously said, "A Xiu, are you cold?"

Jing Xiu was asked by her abruptly, and when she looked at her current appearance in front of the camera, she was close to naked, and then she felt ashamed.

She didn't answer Ji Youyan's question, and went straight to get the pajamas from the sheet. She stretched her arms into her sleeves first, then stretched her waist and put her head in.

Ji Yuyan stared at Jing Xun's beautifully-lined body in the video, and swallowed untimely. Just when everything was going to be hidden under the clothes, Ji Youyan asked her curiously: "Axun, what is the English pattern on it?"

Near the edge of Jingxuan's scar, there is a small black tattoo, Ji Youyan can't see clearly.

Jing Xiu put on his clothes, and subconsciously followed Ji Youyan's questioning, stroking where his intercostal tattoo was. "The first letter is F." She said lightly.

Many words appeared in Ji Yooyan's mind.

The tattoo was when Jingxuan was in a bad mood one year after the breakup, and her friend suggested that she go.

"When designing, I told the tattoo artist that the good tattoo is ‘forget’."

What to forget is self-evident. Ji Yuyan bit his lip.

"When I lay down, I regretted it." If you can really forget, why bother to make the "forget" tattoo on your body into a memory.

It's just trying to cover up and deceive others. Jing Xiu curled his fingertips slightly, "Finally, I got a forgive tattoo."

She looked down, with a sense of self-deprecation, "Unfortunately, you see, I didn't do well in these two words in the end."

Forgive me. In Ji Youyan's eyes, water was looming again. "No, Axun, you have done well enough."

She was grateful that Jingxuan hadn't done it well. If Jingxun had done it all, then where she was still trapped and reluctant to go. But she was distressed again, distressed the last life to the end, still did not do well, but could never wait for her own Jingxuan.

Jing Xiu was noncommittal. She took a moment to think, pressing on the scar, and turned back to the topic that had just been interrupted by Ji Yoon's actions: "Yanyan."

Ji Yuyan listened to Jing Xun's text softly in his eyes.

"Just like I showed you the ugliest scar on my body, I also feel embarrassed, embarrassed, and even afraid that you think my body is no longer perfect. However, I choose to believe in you. The same, say, if you take you My wounds were exposed to me, and I couldn’t lick your wounds. Instead, I disliked its ugliness. For a lover like me, you don’t have to linger. Because it’s not worth it.”

"Do you have such trust in me? Is it because I have not done well enough to give you a sense of security?"

Ji Youyan lowered her head and said bitterly, "No, Axun, it's my own problem. Axun, I..." She tightened the five fingers of her mobile phone and continued: "I was driven out of the house by my parents. It seemed that the worldview had collapsed. Then, the shadow seemed to be unable to wave away anymore."