time has waited for me

Jing Xian was so startled that he even forgot to chase him away and just stared at his hand. He still remembered that there was a blister on that index finger.

Ai Qingying smiled: "Isn't it pretty?" His words were full of complacency.

Only then did Jing Xian slowly come back to his senses, and he subconsciously said, "Quickly wipe it off!"

"It can't be wiped off."

Jing Xian looked up at him, and Ai Qingying said with a smile: "It's tattooed, I wrote it myself, and the tattoo artist did it according to the words I wrote. How about it, doesn't it look good?!"

"..." Jing Xian didn't know whether he was angry or happy, he had never encountered such a thing before, and he didn't even understand why, so he blurted out and asked, "Why did you get this tattoo?"

Seeing that he really didn't understand, Ai Qingying blinked at him and said deliberately: "Didn't you take care of me? I'm yours now! As long as I perform in the future, whether it's playing the piano, playing the guitar, or holding hands into the mic so everyone can see! I'll stamp myself!"

"..." This is covered by yourself?Jing Xian was so hard to explain, so hard to explain that his head was even very blunt, so he could only continue to look at the tattoo, which was really conspicuous.

It wasn't until a passing colleague greeted him and looked at Ai Qingying curiously that he pulled Ai Qingying's sleeve and pulled him into a car not far away.

Jing Xian pondered for a while, and said slowly: "My previous expression was indeed wrong. I just couldn't bear to see you degenerate like that, so I proposed to let you live in my house. I know that making music and realizing dreams is a very laborious task. Money is something that requires extreme concentration. You probably chose to go back to find that person because you didn’t have enough money to support you, and you were too embarrassed to look for me, right?”

Ai Qingying bowed her head for his rich imagination.

Jing Xian said again: "The songs you wrote are very nice, and you are also very talented, you shouldn't go on like that."

"so what?"

"This is wrong, not only for others, but also for me." Although Jing Xian was very uncomfortable, he still said, "I was too angry that day, so I said the word 'encouragement', I didn't mean that Otherwise, you are not only insulting me, but also yourself. I like your songs, admire your dreams, and I am willing to help you realize your dreams."

"But I don't want to be popular."

"Huh? Why must it be red?"

Ai Qingying smiled: "A band like ours is doomed not to make a lot of money, nor will it be in the public eye. If it is not popular, how can it make a lot of money?"

"Then it won't make any money."

"Then how can I repay your kindness? I can't pay you back."

Jing Xian said uncomfortably, "I did it voluntarily."

"What if you're a pauper all your life?"

"Then I will help you for the rest of my life..."

Ai Qingying laughed out loud: "What if you have a lover in the future and he gets jealous, or doesn't like me?"

Jing Xian frowned: "I won't have one, I have long planned to be alone for the rest of my life."

"That--"

Jing Xian interrupted him: "There is no other problem, I let you live in my house, not to insult you, I just want to help you. I don't need you to please me, I don't need you to cook for me, these are not What you should do. You write good songs and sing good live, that is the biggest and only reward, I like listening to your songs.”

Ai Qingying nodded: "Okay."

He promised too lightly, Jing Xian didn't believe it, looked at him carefully, and said: "You turn on the phone and delete Fu Zhenzhen's phone number in front of me, you must have it, don't lie to me."

Ai Qingying feels very happy, isn't this just being checked by his wife?

He took out his mobile phone very generously. Unfortunately, his mother was in his mobile phone. It was called "Ms. Fu Zhenzhen", and there was no mother-child relationship at all.In front of Jing Xian, he really deleted Ms. Fu Zhenzhen. Jing Xian heaved a sigh of relief, and told him: "Don't contact me again! If you can't make money in the future, come to me, and you just have to sing well." .”

"Definitely!" Ai Qingying said again, "I will write, sing, and rehearse well in the future. How about I send you my whereabouts every day? Then you don't have to worry anymore."

Just as Jing Xian was about to nod his head, it was good, when he caught sight of the other party's smiling face, a thought came to his mind, and he said coldly, "That's not it!"

Ai Qingying was full of regret.

Jing Xian said again: "I've finished what I should say, what are you here for today?"

"I'll show you my tattoo."

"Is it really not washable?"

"I can't."

Jing Xian looked at the word "string" in his hand, it looked really pretty, it was——

He turned his head away: "Since it's all right, I'll go back."

"Then you will support my music dream, and will you help me as long as it is related to music in the future?" Ai Qingying asked him.

Jing Xian nodded without hesitation: "Of course."

"Then you remember what you said."

Jing Xian felt that there was a fraud in it, but he couldn't think of any fraud, so he nodded: "I will remember."

After finishing speaking, Jing Xian left, and Ai Qingying didn't bother him anymore.

Ai Qingying lay on the car window, watching Jing Xian leave.

Jing Xian didn't know at all, it wasn't any money or subsidy that couldn't be repaid.

It is the salvation and love that Jing Xian can give him unconsciously.

When Jing Xian was about to disappear at the door of the unit, he suddenly stopped and looked back at him.

Ai Qingying smiled brightly immediately, Jing Xian still seemed a little uncomfortable, but she also smiled at him, took another look at him, and walked in slowly.

Is it because you are reluctant to part with him and think this is the last time you see him?

He thought, it should be more than a good impression, maybe Jing Xian really liked him too.

However, Jing Xian didn't know it yet.

It doesn't matter, as long as he comes to let Jing Xian know.

In the end, one matter was resolved, and the attitude of the other party was not bad, and he was very obedient.When Jing Xian returned to the office building, he breathed a sigh of relief. He was in a good mood, but not in a good mood. It seemed that he would never see each other again, but wasn't this his original intention?There is nothing to be happy about.

He pushed open the door of the office, and the two colleagues turned their heads "swish" and stared at him "staringly".

Jing Xian's feet froze in place.

If it was in the past, Jing Xian would have ignored it.Recently, he and his two colleagues got along very well. A few days ago, Colleague Lin celebrated her birthday, and he and Colleague Xu celebrated her birthday together, and also gave her a well-prepared gift.

Jing Xian didn't know what to say, Colleague Lin smiled "hehe" and asked, "Jing Xian, is that your boyfriend?"

"Uh, not..."

"He hasn't chased you yet?!"

"..." Jing Xian didn't know what to say.

They saw that Jing Xian was not natural, and they didn't have the nerve to ask further questions.

Things seemed to have calmed down. A while later, Ai Qingying didn't come to the door of his unit to deliver him meals, nor did she call or send him text messages.

Even the time suddenly became more, and it happened that he was writing a book about carved stones, and he almost missed it. With the experience in southern Xinjiang, he was finally able to fill this gap, and he simply put all his time away. In this job, I strive to deliver the manuscript as soon as possible, which can be described as a waste of sleep and food.

While he was busy, it was mid-twelfth before he knew it. He asked his sister to have dinner with him.

The two chatted and laughed during the meal, very relaxed and comfortable, Yun Yuanshan suddenly said: "By the way, brother, do you still remember that summer, you accompanied me to the music academy to watch a performance?"

Jing Xian's heart tightened: "What's wrong?"

"A band I really like seems to be hiring an assistant, and I want to try it out!"

"........."

"Brother, what do you think?"

Jing Xian doesn't think it's very good, it's very embarrassing, everyone knows it, what if this... Moreover, he thinks that Yun Yuanshan is only in the first semester of freshman, so there is no need to be an assistant, it's too tiring and hard work, he saw it with his own eyes How hard it is to be an assistant to Qingying.

Jing Xian also told the truth, but didn't say that he knew Qing Ying.

After hearing what he said, Yun Yuanshan nodded and said, "I've thought about this question carefully, and it will indeed take up my study time, but I'm really curious! I don't know what the operation of the band is like?"

Jing Xian then asked her, "Yuan Yuan, what kind of job do you want to do after graduation?"

"What kind of job?" Yun Yuanshan was a little confused, "I used to only think about not studying all the time, not being like everyone else in my family, stuck in papers and campus for the rest of my life, wanting to go out, wanting to be free, so I will be persistent Yu went to music school. But if you ask me what I want to do in the future, I don’t seem to know. Sometimes I want to form a band, sometimes I want to be a music teacher in the mountains, and I even want to go to a restaurant to play the piano. In short, I want to do everything , and I don’t want to do anything. That’s why I want to go for an interview, and I want to know what I want to do.”

Seeing her like this, Jing Xian was very sad. Everyone has a time when they are young and confused.

After all, he didn't stop Yun Yuanshan, on the contrary, he supported her to go to the interview. Yun Yuanshan left happily, and she still had an appointment with her friend.

Jing Xian sighed, sat in the restaurant, struggled for 5 minutes, and called Ai Qingying.

Ai Qingying's note on his phone is "Little Yellow Duck".

It rang for a long time before the little yellow duck answered the phone, "Jing Xian!" Behind Ai Qingying's excited voice was dense drumbeats, but his voice beat Jing Xian's eardrums and heart even more than the drumbeats. Jing Xian felt weird Yes, Ai Qingying asked again, "Why are you looking for me! Do you miss me!!"

"……no."

"What's that?"

Jing Xian hesitantly told him about Yun Yuanshan, and said: "Don't say that I know you, I, I don't want to embarrass my sister."

"Okay!" Ai Qingying responded immediately.

"Don't use her just because she is my younger sister. After all, she is still young and lacks experience."

Ai Qingying agreed, and someone called his name again. Jing Xian paused and said, "Are you rehearsing? Then I won't bother you."

"Fortunately, it's not New Year's Eve, we're rehearsing for the New Year's Eve performance!"

"Oh." Jing Xian wanted to say something more, but the other end continued to call "Cyan", and Jing Xian took the initiative to hang up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Jing Xian looked around inside the restaurant and outside the glass windows. Christmas and New Year were approaching, and everywhere was decorated with festive decorations. Time flies too fast these days when no one is bothering you.My parents have been abroad for almost half a year, and I don't know when they will come back.Except for occasional greetings on WeChat, they haven't had much contact in the past six months.

Jing Xian paid the bill, walked out of the restaurant, and walked in the bustling shopping mall, feeling even more lonely.

When we arrived on the first floor, there was a skin care brand doing an event. Unfortunately, the spokesperson of this brand was Fu Zhenzhen.

When Jing Xian saw Fu Zhenzhen on the huge poster, he was inexplicably angry.

The event was more elegant. Behind the host was a white grand piano, and next to the piano was a huge pink Christmas tree. All the skin care products of the brand and photos of Fu Zhenzhen hung on the Christmas tree. At this time, a lottery was being held. Lively, full of people.

Jing Xian was dissatisfied. He thought of the villa where Ai Qingying lives now, and there was also a white grand piano, and the inexplicable feeling of comparison suddenly came out. He wanted to buy a better-looking Christmas tree and put it next to it!

Doing what he said, Jing Xian asked the staff of the mall, and a certain furniture brand on the fifth floor actually sells Christmas trees.

But such a big one needs to be transferred, and it will be delivered in about three days.

Jing Xian happily bought it, gave the address to the other party, and left.

He thinks it's nothing, isn't it also to support the other party's music dream?Just get a little festive.

Two days later, Yun Yuanshan went to interview the assistant with great interest, but of course she didn't show any face.

Yun Yuanshan was still very excited, and just after the interview, he called him: "Wow, I didn't know until I went there, there are so many amazing people! What am I, I am nothing! With so many amazing brothers and sisters Bi, although I still don't know what I want to do in the future, I am very, very inspired, and I have to work harder!"

Jing Xian chatted with her for a few words, and Yun Yuanshan said again: "There is one more thing, I found something!"

"what's up?"

"It's their lead singer, the one named Cyan, who is very handsome, brother, do you still have an impression?"

"What's wrong..." Jing Xian's voice was a little unnatural.

Yun Yuanshan didn't notice it, probably because he just came out of the interview place, and his voice was very low: "I found out that he might be gay!"

"........."

"I don't mean anything else, I think gay is pretty good, I'm just surprised by this!" Yun Yuanshan's tone was as excited as seeing a shocking gossip, and she asked again, "You know, I'm How did you find out?"

"...how did you find out?"

"Hey, let's go for an interview today. There are a lot of people here! The interviewers are their band members and assistants. There are many people, but Cyan is not here today. For the first interview, the three of us will go in in one round. In my round, There was a good-looking boy who looked about my age. When we went in for an interview, we must introduce ourselves, right? After I introduced him, it was him. In the end, he didn’t say anything, just crying there.”

"........."

"It's weird, we all think it's weird. I found that the people in their band looked a little bad, and then guess what, the boy wiped his tears and cried, saying that he didn't mean to break up with Cyan, and that he Wrong! Please let him meet Cyan or something!"

"........."

"Brother, why don't you speak?"

"..." Jing Xian didn't know what to say.

Yun Yuanshan actually wanted to ask her brother if the friend she mentioned earlier came to ask him for advice, or if she just told him that that person was Cyan, but seeing how frightened he looked, she decided not to mention it.At first glance, they are people from two worlds. If Cyan really asks her brother for advice, he will always meet when it is time to get to know each other.

"Later, the team members came to persuade him, but he refused to leave and continued to cry. Didn't Cyan get a tattoo on his hand recently? There is a photo on Weibo, everyone knows it, and everyone is guessing it's for his girlfriend. Many people are looking for who this girl is. Brother, do you know what he has tattooed on his hand? He has a tattoo of the word "string"! It was written by him himself! The handwriting is exactly the same! I saw it the other day and was shocked For a second, I thought it had something to do with you!"

"Hehe." Jing Xian laughed dryly.

"Fortunately, I woke up soon. How could it have anything to do with you? Today, I know why I got this word tattooed. It turns out that there is a string in the name of that little boy!! I heard him say it himself Yes, he said that Cyan still has his name tattooed, obviously he still likes him."

"……Ha ha."

Jing Xian didn't know how he hung up the phone, in fact, he didn't have any qualifications or position to be angry, but he was really angry.

He was so angry that he just wanted to rush to that person to question him face to face.