Her guilt and self-blame made her feel that she was no longer worthy to say the word "love" to Jingxiu, but she still trembled with her fingertips, typing word by word, telling Jingxiu her heart: "It's too light to say sorry. But apart from it, I don't know how to express my guilt, distress, and regret."

"Sorry, I was wrong."

She was afraid that Jingxiu would think that she was shameless and ignorant, and even despised herself. But she was still cheeky and summoned up the courage to ask Jingxiu.

"Can you give me another chance, give me a little more time, so that you can get to know me again?"

Whether she deserves it or not, should it be, this answer should be told by Jingxiu, not the fans, not the media, and not herself. This is a new life, and she didn't really realize it until this moment.

Ordinary like her, Jingxiu once regarded it as a treasure. What qualification does she have to belittle herself and feel sorry for herself.

She didn't know whether Jingxiu was asleep or not, but she told herself that as long as Jingxiu didn't reject her, even if Jingxiu didn't reply to her, she would still find the courage to turn back.

Happier than she thought, Jingxiu replied to her.

It's a vague "sleep."

Ji Youyan pressed the phone to her heart and burst into laughter. Instead of the categorical "I don't want to" when she "started again", she was content.

She stretched out her five fingers, the tenderness that Jingxiu had just wiped for her appeared in front of her eyes, and her heart became warmer.

"Good night, good dream." Her subordinate replied Jingxiu softly, her eyes like water.

If Jingxiu waited silently, and she couldn't understand anymore, then she really didn't deserve to be human again.

She turned off the light, lay down, tossed and turned, half-slept and half-awake, all night in her dreams was Jingxiu. This time, in her dream, she was standing on the top of the snow-capped mountain, and when the land collapsed, Jingxiu hugged her and fell with her with a smile.

In the early morning of the second day, Ji Youyan woke up early and went to the fourth floor lounge to practice guitar again. When returning to the room, Jingxiu had already woken up and sat at the dining table with Yao Xiao for breakfast.

Seeing Ji Youyan come in, Jingxiu looked at her with the same expression as usual. The two of them tacitly understood that they had no intention of mentioning what happened last night.

Lin Yue followed the dining car into the door and was surprised when she saw Ji Youyan: "Sister Ji, didn't you sleep last night? Why do your eyes seem a little swollen?"

Ji Youyan glanced at Jingxiu, and embarrassedly perfunctory Lin Yue said, "Maybe, it was a little cold last night."

"You turned off the electric heater and opened the window, how could it not be cold." Lin Yue reluctantly went up, she looked at Ji Youyan, and worried: "You have to ask Sister Kai to put on thicker makeup today, otherwise today This episode is broadcast, sister Ji, you are afraid that you will be on the hot search."

Ji Youyan really wanted to take a big steamed bun to cover Lin Yue's mouth.

Yao Xiao was pulled up in the middle of the night to save the snowman, and without much thought, he guessed what might have happened between the two. She said, "Mr. Ji, you just came in from outside, did you go to the morning exercise today?"

Ji Youyan breathed a sigh of relief and cooperated: "No, I went to the fourth floor to practice guitar for a while."

Jingxiu's hand holding the knife and fork paused imperceptibly.

Yao Xiao said in surprise: "Sister Ji, are you still practicing guitar and taking morning lessons? I thought you had given up completely."

Ji Youyan snorted: "No, I just picked it up recently, and I gave birth to a lot of hands. Sure enough, they are all skilled in diligence and play."

"It's okay, if the basic skills are solid, you will soon be back to normal." Yao Xiao comforted.

"If you have the chance, do you still want to sing?" Jingxiu asked suddenly.

Ji Youyan looked at Jingxiu in surprise, and Jingxiu looked at her quietly with a light expression. She couldn't figure out the meaning of Jingxiu's words for a while, so she dimmed her eyes and confided the sound of her heart: "I think."

How would you not want to. She couldn't forget how she learned to play the piano under her father's rule, how lonely she left home, and Jingxiu's tender attention every time she heard her play and sing. Music has given her countless pains, but it still makes her yearn for the happiness it brings her.

Even if she can no longer live off it, she still loves it.

It seemed that he was just asking casually, but when Jingxiu heard the answer, he narrowed his long eyelashes.

Ji Yuyan didn't care either. She lowered her head and carefully divided the sandwich on her plate into small pieces that were easy to fork without leaking the sandwich, and pushed it to Jingxiu: "I'll help you."

Jingxiu's eyes twitched. After being silent for two seconds, she responded, "No need, thank you." After speaking, seeing Lin Yue's sympathetic little eyes with Ji Youyan, she put down her knife and fork, and said to Ji Youyan, "I'm almost full."

Ji Youyan regretted it, and worried that his diligence might not make Jingxiu eat well.

Yao Xiao soothed the atmosphere and said, "Mr. Ji, would you mind giving me two pieces? I look a little greedy."

"Sister Xiaoxiao, you told me last night that you wanted to lose weight." Lin Yue cooperated with the gag, shedding tears in her heart for Ji Youyan.

She finally knew why Sister Ji ordered the same sandwich as Teacher Jing for the first time in the morning. The atmosphere is too ambiguous, too strange, is there really a situation between these two? !

After Jingxiu got up and left, Ji Youyan asked Yao Xiao worriedly, "Is Mr. Jing really eating well?"

Yao Xiao raised his glasses and hesitated: "Maybe?" Sister Jing obviously didn't want to accept Teacher Ji's offer, and she didn't want to embarrass her.

She touched the things in her pocket, guessing that the two of them should be making progress. Afraid that Ji Youyan would misunderstand Jingxiu's thoughts, she changed the subject and said, "Mr. Ji, I'll give you something."

"Um?"

Yao Xiao took out an ointment and handed it to Ji Youyan: "Mr. Jing told me to bring it to you." She looked at Ji Youyan's red right hand and explained, "It may be useful for preventing frostbite."

Ji Youyan smiled for a moment. She clenched the cold ointment tightly, as if she could touch Jingxiu's warm heart.