My Feelings Can Wait (MTL)

105

I don't know how long it took, Ji Yuyan recorded all the inspiration that flashed by, hummed it again, consciously satisfied, and then put down the pen and recovered his mind.

She subconsciously wanted to share the good news with Jing Xiu, and then realized with hindsight the situation in which she ran out. She looked down at the shirt draped over her shoulders, with the corners of her lips raised, turning around to find Jing Xuan habitually.

Sure enough, when she turned around, she saw Jing Xiu, just like the way they got along many years ago-sitting behind the other party silently when one party focused on work.

Even if you don't speak, you are busy, and occasionally smile at each other tacitly when you are in the same room, it is enough for each other to find a warm and relaxed feeling in fatigue.

Jing Xiu was reading a book. He heard the sound of the piano and the humming stop. He looked at Ji Yooyan strangely, and ran into Ji Yooyan's tender eyes.

"Done?" Jing Xuan closed the book, picked up the towel on his lap and walked back to Ji Youyan.

Ji Youyan raised his head to look up at Jing Xiu, his brows and eyes curled back with an "um". She touched her wet bangs with her hand, and asked self-knowingly: "Do I look so stupid now?"

With a smile in her eyes, Jing Xiu put a towel on the top of her hair, wiped her hair, and said lightly: "It's quite silly."

Hearing the affirmative answer, Ji Yuyan hugged her waist with his right hand and muttered: "Why don't you comfort me?"

Jing Xiu chuckled and teased: "It is a good thing to know oneself, and it does not require comfort."

Ji Youyan poked Jingxuan's lower abdomen with his chin dissatisfied. It was early summer, but wearing two thin singles, Jing Xuan was itchy. She impatiently slapped Ji Yooyan's arm, took a step back, and pretended to watch Ji Yooyan displeased.

Ji Youyan tilted his head slightly and looked at her, smiling slyly and softly. Her confident and bright smiling face complemented each other with the vague amorous feelings in her clothes.

Jing Xiu was dazzled by her beauty for a moment.

She couldn't help but wiped Ji Yuyan's hair again, was silent for a few seconds, and whispered: "Not stupid, very sexy." After a pause, she added, "I mean, you look very **** when you write a song seriously. "

Ji Youyan was slightly stunned and believed it to be true: "In fact, I have always had a question to ask you, but I have never dared to ask before."

Jing Xiu frowned: "You ask."

"Do you like me singing more than me acting? Do you attract you more when I sing?" Ji Yoon stared at her and asked seriously. This question has lingered in her mind when she was not confident before, and it has troubled her for many years.

Jing Xiu saw through Ji Youyan's expression of unconcealable anxiety, and his heart felt aching like a needle. She grabbed her eyes and asked in a pretentiously relaxed way: "Are you trying to lie to me to say something nice?"

Ji Yoo was at a loss, reacting to the meaning of Jing Xiu's words, couldn't help being funny.

Jingxun's eyes appeared soft. She took the towel off Ji Yoon’s head, sat down beside Ji Yoon, looked at the overlapping shadow of her and Ji Yoon on the ground, and explained: “I used to like you to sing better because I know you love music. , Music is your dream, so I hope you can do what you like. That’s it."

"You are very attractive when you sing."

"It's also very attractive when acting."

Ji Yuyan stared at Jing Xun, his eyes warming.