"A few years ago." Jingxiu said softly. While speaking, she glanced at Lin Yue and Yao Xiao, who were still at the side.

Yao Xiao didn't dare to read the gossip anymore, so he pulled Lin Yue and said with interest, "Yueyue, let's order a meal." The two trotted into the restaurant.

"How many years ago?" Ji Youyan ignored them and asked Jingxiu to get to the bottom of it.

Jingxiu let go a little.

She smiled lightly, looked directly at Ji Youyan and said, "The year you decided not to sing. The Christmas present I didn't give."

On Christmas Day in December and October, Ji Youyan told her that she was going to film and television - at that time, the production of this microphone had just started.

That year, they went to a mentor's concert in "Idol Creation Project" in July, and they also went to a few other contestants at the time, so it was rare for Ji Youyan to sit side by side with her.

Jingxiu actually wasn't very interested in the teacher's singing on stage, and her mind drifted to Ji Youyan who was beside her from time to time.

Several times, she found that Ji Youyan's gaze on the stage was not right. A thoughtful look.

She caught a moment and asked Ji Yuyan: "What are you thinking? I just saw you look dazed."

Ji Youyan came back to her senses, smiled and said, "I'm looking at Mr. Zhao's microphone." After a pause, she explained, "I heard that Mr. Zhao's microphone was specially made for him, and I was thinking about it. Is his voice different from when he taught us before?"

Her tone was simple and ordinary, but the yearning in her eyes that she deliberately wanted to suppress was still sensitively captured by Jingxiu.

Jingxiu wrote it down calmly. After returning, she began to prepare seriously. Contacting professionals, choosing manufacturers, designing appearances, choosing materials... all of them are done by herself after a busy work.

She thought that singing was Ji Youyan's lifelong career, and the microphone was Ji Youyan's closest partner. She wants to personally choose the most suitable partner for Ji Youyan, and give her the strongest support and longest company.

She was looking forward to being able to give Ji Yuyan a surprise.

However, before that time, Ji Youyan said to her, "I won't sing in the future."

Jingxiu was shocked, puzzled, and regretful. She tried to explain and encourage her, but in the end, she chose to respect and support all her decisions.

She didn't want to put any pressure on Ji Youyan, and was afraid that this microphone would bring any misunderstanding to Ji Youyan. So, this microphone is useless.

Jingxiu insisted on finishing it, and then sealed it up, just like her master sealed up her dream.

Ji Youyan saw through the regret and sadness in Jingxiu's eyes, and his heart seemed to be pierced by something.

For the first time, she soberly realized that when she gave up her dream, she was not the only one who was sad.

Jingxiu, is it true that he has been suffering with her all the time, and looking at himself more painfully than her, the more he goes, the more he goes, but there is nothing he can do...

"The bottom of the box has been pressed for several years, and it's too late to repair it. See if it works." Jingxiu changed the subject. She sighed in her heart, and she became more and more soft-hearted, and it became more and more difficult to see Ji Youyan uncomfortable.

Ji Youyan said abruptly, "It's definitely possible."

This microphone, just by looking at the famous German manufacturer's name in the circle at the bottom of the metal cover, knows how valuable it is. This manufacturer has a reputation for quality control of finished microphones, not to mention such well-built custom microphones.

Ji Youyan felt heavy in his hands. She wanted to say that this gift was too precious. However, no matter how precious it was, it was nothing but Jingxiu's heart.

She opened her mouth, but there was no politeness in the end. She sincerely promised: "Axiu, I will take good care of it. It is with me, it..."

Before she could finish speaking, Jingxiu frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Ji Youyan automatically muted his voice, looking at Jingxiu's annoyed and concerned expression, biting his lip to secretly delight. She reached out and carefully grasped the microphone, with a cold and delicate touch.

How much like Axiu's heart. It looks cold, but under the ice, it is so delicate.

"Then let me try?"

"Um."

Ji Youyan took out the microphone equipment one by one and carefully assembled and adjusted it.

Jingxiu tilted her head and looked at her quietly.

After debugging, Ji Youyan stood facing Jingxiu and raised the microphone.

She licked her lips, but before she spoke, she first bent her eyebrows: "Jingxiu..."

This was the first sentence she said with this microphone, calling the name of the most important person in her life.

The sound is clear and clean and catchy. Still... grand.

In the restaurant, Yao Xiao and Lin Yue quietly stretched out their ears to listen.

“je t’aime.”

Soon, they heard a low and soft confession, swinging from the living room into the dining room.

It's Ji Yuyan's voice!

Lin Yue was about to jump up, and a hundred exclamation words flashed through her heart. She can't understand any French, but the word "I love you" has been watched a lot in idol dramas, and she can still understand the pronunciation of many countries. Ji Youyan and Jingxiu, whom she had always suspected, were in a relationship, and it really was true!

She couldn't sit still, and quietly took a few steps towards the door, trying to hear more clearly. Yao Xiao raised his eyebrows, held back for a few seconds, and followed him a few steps towards the door.

So they heard Jingxiu's answer.

"Are you afraid that others won't hear you?" Jingxiu's voice was always cold. But in the tone, there is obvious softness.

Ji Youyan couldn't hear it.

She stared at Jingxiu's snow-white neck, her eyes twitching. Like stepping on cotton candy, sweet and soft, she approached Jingxiu step by step.

This time, she didn't ask Jingxiu, but leaned down, wrapped her hands around Jingxiu's neck, and hugged Jingxiu tightly in her arms.

Jingxiu stiffened his back, his breathing slowed down.

"I'm afraid you won't hear." Ji You said in a low judo.