time has waited for me

Thinking back to the night he committed suicide, the man did mention that he was broken up and dumped.

Remember, they were strangers at the time, and neither of them had to tell the complete truth to each other. Moreover, even if the other party had been a duck, he still had the right to fall in love and like men. Yes, but didn't take it seriously.

After hearing Yun Yuanshan's words today, he realized that what that person said that day was really true.

So this little boy is the one who broke him and dumped him?There just happens to be a "string" in the name? !

Then, what is the purpose of this person approaching him!She also specifically told him that the tattoo of the word "string" was for him!

Jing Xian was too angry, out of breath, thinking about that huge Christmas tree, still want a Christmas tree?dream!He hurriedly called the store, but the clerk told him sweetly: "Sir, hello, we have dispatched the goods ahead of time, and the delivery man is out now, and it will be received soon, don't worry."

Jing Xian only felt that his breath was stuck in his heart.

He couldn't let go of his heart at all, okay, but he couldn't get angry at innocent people, Jing Xian had no choice but to hang up the phone in frustration.

It was Saturday, and he was originally lying on the deck chair on the balcony reading a book comfortably, but now he stood up and walked around on the balcony impatiently.

Jing Xian thought about it carefully, and even thought that on the day when he and that person had a car shock, he also saw a little boy throwing himself into that person's arms at the conservatory. It's pretty good-looking, isn't it him? !

Jing Xian was so angry that he couldn't stop taking deep breaths, but he forgot to reflect on why he didn't get angry when he saw someone throwing himself into Ai Qingying's arms that day, but today he became so angry.

Fortunately, he still has to support any musical dreams.

Not supported anymore!

Jing Xian went into the room to change clothes, he was going to drive the man away, let him accompany his little boyfriend to degenerate, he wanted to bring the Christmas tree back, and throw it away and not give it to the man.

Jing Xian drove to the suburbs angrily. Halfway through the drive, Little Yellow Duck called him.

His mobile phone was connected to the car, and he connected it directly. The little yellow duck's pleasant voice rang throughout the car, and when he came up, he smiled softly and sweetly. After laughing, he said: "I received a Christmas tree."

Jing Xian held his breath and didn't speak.

He said again: "I've already put it on, it's so pretty, do you want to take a look?"

Jing Xian thought: Hehe, I'm on my way here, and I'm still on my way to drive you away!

"Jing Xian?"

"Okay, I'm on my way, you wait."

Wait for me to drive you out!

Ai Qingying responded happily, thinking that Jing Xian was about to come to him, so he happily hung up the phone.

Jing Xian's heart was even more anxious, why should he get back together with the little boy while making news with the female celebrity, and still not forget to seduce him!Isn't it just because you look good!

He's not bad looking either!

Jing Xian was on fire all the way, and arrived at a faster speed than usual.

He thought that according to the man's usual personality, he must have rushed to the door to wait for him again, but he didn't.

It’s past five o’clock in winter, the sky is already dark, the courtyard door is wide open, the street lamps are shining with gentle light, and the small water wheel is still "woo-woo-woo-", but inside the villa, it is dark.Jing Xian frowned, where is he?Why don't you turn on the light?Could it be that she was so frightened that she ran away with her little boyfriend when she knew about the Dongchuang incident? !

Jing Xian drove the car to the door of the house, parked the car and opened the door, he looked up and looked carefully, the lights really weren't on at all.

With doubts on his face, he stepped forward and opened the door, but there was no movement at all, "Where is anyone?", he couldn't help asking loudly.

All that answered him was his own echo.

He had no choice but to touch the switch on the wall and press it with his hand. The bright light poured out instantly. The light was too strong and too dazzling. He was about to close his eyes when he heard the sound of a piano.He was startled, and looked back. In the center of the living room, beside the tall pink Christmas tree, there was a person sitting in front of the white grand piano.

Ai Qingying was wearing a white shirt and tie, her hair was blown specially, revealing her smooth forehead, her hands rested on the keys, her fingers danced happily, and the metal cufflinks flickered occasionally.

The moment Jing Xian looked at him, he just happened to look back at Jing Xian, and smiled quietly and sweetly at Jing Xian.

Jing Xian was stunned again.

He stood in place, watching Ai Qingying continue to play the piano from a distance, everything around him seemed to have gradually disappeared, only this beautiful house remained in the world, and the two of them in the bright light in the room, just like when they were in Heiyingshan Township, It was cold and windy outside, but they had each other in the small but warm compartment.

The song is very lively and pleasant to the ear, full of joy, it is a song that Jing Xian has never heard before.Jing Xian stood by the wall, staring at him from afar.

Ai Qingying's shirt hem was tucked into her trousers meticulously, and the shirt button was tied up to the top button step by step.

Jing Xian almost had an illusion, as if this person was holding a piano recital, or a recital just for him.

The person in front of him suddenly became two completely different people from the unkempt, jumping, jumping, and pouring water on the stage.

Ai Qingying looked down at the keys occasionally, and smiled quietly at him the rest of the time.

Jing Xian was very hopeless, and kept looking at him, completely immersed in this piece of music.

Until the end of the song, Jing Xian still stood there stupidly, his shadow reflected on the white wall.The white floor tiles under your feet are so bright that you can even see people's shadows. After Ai Qingying finished playing, he got up, walked towards Jingxian with a smile, and Ai Qingying's shadow fell on the floor tiles. It was getting closer and closer, and finally he stood in front of Jing Xian, and his shadow also covered Jing Xian's shadow.

Ai Qingying smiled and asked him, "Do you like it?"

"Ah?" Jing Xian hasn't recovered yet.

"My Christmas present to you."

"what?"

"This piece, "String"."

Jing Xian came back to his senses, and couldn't help looking at his fingers again, the "string" was naturally still on his finger, Jing Xian frowned and asked, "What string?"

It meant something, but Ai Qingying didn't know it, looked into Jing Xian's eyes with a smile, and said softly: "Your Xian."

The goosebumps on Jing Xian's arms popped up again in an instant.

He was confused again, is Yun Yuanshan right, or this person?

Yun Yuanshan would not lie to him, he must have seen and heard it with his own eyes before telling him.

But this person also looks very sincere!

He also saw it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears.

Jing Xian frowned unconsciously, but Ai Qingying stretched out his hand to grab his hand. Jing Xian was about to shake it subconsciously, but Ai Qingying had already dragged her towards the piano, "What are you doing?", Jing Xian didn't give up. Shaking his hands, "Can you play the piano?" Ai Qingying asked him.

"Of course." Jing Xian said bluntly, this piano is his, and he played it a lot when he was a child.

Ai Qingying looked back at him while walking, and said with a smile, "That's good."

While talking, the two had already walked to the piano. Ai Qingying put both hands on Jing Xian's shoulders and pressed him to sit down. This is her own piano. Jing Xian didn't struggle and just sat down.But Ai Qingying also sat on his left, smiled and said to him: "I made it improvised, I'll play it a few times, you can write down the score, okay?"

"Why?" Jing Xian was not happy.

"Or, you can't remember?"

Knowing that he did it on purpose, Jing Xian didn't allow anyone to question him, he immediately said: "Come here!"

Ai Qingying played it a few times, and Jing Xian also tried playing it a few times, and she was almost able to follow along. Ai Qingying smiled: "Let's play with four hands, are you ok?"

"Hehe." Jing Xian sneered, and started to play first, Ai Qingying continued with a smile, and the two finished playing "Xiang" perfectly.

Jing Xian was about to stare at him a few more times, but he suddenly got up, picked up a camera on the table not far away, pressed it, and happily said with a smile: "It's all recorded!"

"..." Jing Xian hurriedly got up, rushed over to look, this person took pictures of every moment he entered the room till now!Jing Xian was very angry, and reached out to grab it, "Delete it!"

Ai Qingying raised her hand: "Don't delete it."

He is about half a head taller than Jing Xian, and his arms are so long that Jing Xian can't reach him, and he really can't do enough jumping movements, like a monkey.Jing Xian was so angry that his complexion was very ugly, and he whispered again: "Just treat it as a Christmas present from you, okay, I'll just read it alone, and I'll keep it for collection."

Jing Xian glanced at him, intending to teach him a lesson.

Ai Qingying had already turned off the camera, hid it behind her back, and asked him, "You came to see me, what's the matter? Did you come to see the Christmas tree?"

With a smiling and handsome face, Jing Xian's anger subsided half unknowingly, and he said angrily, "Let me see if you are working hard in your life, and if you are messing around!"

"Hahaha! What can I do? I am obedient. I don't play anywhere at two o'clock every day. I have never seen anyone except my teammates and the food delivery. You give me such good conditions, how can I What a waste of time!" Ai Qingying said, winking at him.

Jing Xian's face softened slightly, but he still remembered about the little boy. He just didn't have the face to ask again, so he chose to trust him for now. Jing Xian emphasized again: "You remember your main responsibilities! Once I find out that you are messing around, immediately Get out!"

"I know I know!"

Then there is nothing to do with Jing Xian, he said: "I'm going back."

"Will you come on Christmas Day?"

"Not coming."

"Then who will come to get the presents I hung on it? I will hang them all over." Ai Qingying pointed to the beautiful pink Christmas tree.

"No! You are not allowed to spend money and give me gifts!"

Ai Qingying said: "But you gave me a Christmas tree."

Jing Xian was uncomfortable, and explained: "I bought something, and I sent it from the store. I didn't have enough space at home, so I sent it here. I didn't give it to you..."

"Oh~~~"

Jing Xian was even more uncomfortable, and walked away: "I'm leaving."

"Hey hey——" Ai Qingying chased after him, "We have a performance on Christmas Day, come and see? We will sing new songs——"

Jing Xian turned around and said, "Don't play today's song!"

Ai Qingying smiled: "Of course I won't play it. This is a song for you and me. I don't want others to listen to it."

"...I'm leaving." Jing Xian's footsteps were flustered.

Ai Qingying rushed over, turned around to block the door, and opened her hands: "Come and see our show for Christmas, okay. I won't hang gifts on the tree anymore, I will decorate this Christmas tree very beautifully, even more beautiful than now, Come and see it too, okay?"

"..." Jing Xian struggled very much.

You know, he is extremely irresistible to this person's face and voice. Thinking back to the past, why did he sleep with such a stranger on the day of suicide? Wasn't it because this person was good-looking and his voice was nice?

They were still strangers at that time, so it was possible, not to mention the unusual friendship between the two of them now.

Ai Qingying spoke a few more words, and Jing Xian agreed in a daze.

When he left, sitting in the car, blowing the cold wind outside, he slowly regained his senses.

He knocked himself on the head again, feeling that he was indeed mentally retarded, repeating the same mistakes again and again.

On the night of Christmas Eve, Ai Qingying was like a ghost, and when it was time to get off work, she started calling him over and over again, trying to get his consent.

Jing Xian found a reason and said that he wanted to have dinner with his colleagues. He said, "Anyway, the singing doesn't start until nine o'clock. You just came over after dinner!"

"After I finish eating here, I have to go to other places with my colleagues."

Jing Xian was indeed having dinner with two female colleagues. Hearing his words, Colleague Lin immediately said, "No, no! We won't disturb Jing Xian's date!"

Ai Qingying laughed out loud, and said to Jing Xian, "Bring your colleagues along!"

"Do not."

"Come on, come on, I'll reserve a place for you."

They ate at an Italian restaurant, which was very quiet. When Colleague Lin heard Ai Qingying's words again, he nodded happily: "Go, go! Let's go together!"

"..." Jing Xian was speechless.

Ai Qingying smiled and said, "Then I'll wait for you to come!"

Jing Xian hung up the phone and looked at the two of them helplessly, but they asked enthusiastically, "Where are we going?"

Jing Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You guys don't know anything, so you're going?"

"Oh, the handsome guy is inviting you! How can you not go to celebrate the festive season!"

It's hard for Jing Xian to say anything else, he also inexplicably likes this feeling as if he really has friends, he didn't have friends before, and he didn't know how to spend Christmas Eve with friends, so it was like this.Also for this reason, he didn't really refuse.

A person, no matter how much he likes to be quiet, occasionally yearns for such liveliness.

After dinner, Jing Xian drove them to Qingying, where the assistant waited for them at the door.

As soon as they arrived, the assistant immediately took them in with a smile and took them to the front row.

The two colleagues were very excited. They had already heard Jing Xian's general talk on the way, and they knew that the handsome guy was the lead singer of the band.Jing Xian has worked with them for several years, and knows that they are not talkative people, so he is at ease.In the temporarily quiet bar, my colleagues couldn't calm down at all. They were eagerly looking forward to the little handsome guy's performance, and frequently looked at the stage.

Jing Xian seemed to be calm, but when Qing Ying and his party appeared on the stage and everyone started screaming, his heart was instantly ignited.

Today is the Qingying special show, and it is Christmas Eve again. Those who grab the tickets are real warriors.

Seeing that Jing Xian's two colleagues were completely crazy about the "little handsome guy", they had already stood up and rushed to the front, huddled together with other warriors, fighting with all their strength!What a shame for his two slender colleagues!

Jing Xian sat alone in his original seat, but whenever he raised his head, he would meet Ai Qingying's eyes.

He didn't dare to look up again, and took a sip of iced tea from time to time to cool down.

But it was still difficult to give up, so he simply stood up and turned to go to the bathroom.

He had to wash his face in cold water, which was not a good state.

If he stayed any longer, he would suffocate because his heart was beating so fast.

Is it because I haven't watched live for too long and I can't get used to it?

He went into the bathroom, and he couldn't remember clearly what happened the last time he was drunk here.

Flicking the cold water, the fire in his heart was extinguished a bit, he took a breath, and went out of the bathroom again, but he didn't dare to go back to watch the performance.

Ai Qingying, who has been with him so many times, also knows that he takes performances very seriously, and that big things have to be discussed after the performance. He is not worried about being found out.

By the door of the bar, there were two or three groups of people smoking. Jing Xian didn't like the smell of cigarettes, so he walked to the alley next to him.

At night, the breakfast stall is of course not there, the alley is empty, but it is also very quiet, and there are bright street lights at the entrance of the alley, which is not scary.

Jing Xian leaned against the wall, and could still hear the faint music in the bar. He looked up at the rare stars in the sky, so listening to music seemed good, and no one would notice his excitement.

He was enjoying himself when a shadow fell in front of him.

Jing Xian withdrew his gaze in displeasure, and looked in front of him, there was a boy who was staring at him with the same displeasure, even anger.

The boy was beautiful, yes, you can describe it as beautiful.