can i be respectful for a while

"Ye Jing, to be honest, I'm a little flustered."

Ye Jing glanced at Chu Yun, "Sister, it's fine, Qing'er is here."

Chu Yun put his hands on his shoulders, held back for a while, and said, "I can't help it, I'm still flustered."

Ye Jing glanced at her again, "When you say it, I panic too."

Chu Yun hurriedly took out the cigarette from his overcoat, went to the side and opened a window, then lit the cigarette, stared at the bare tree branches outside, and began to be dazed.

Ye Jing also followed and said, "Give me one."

Chu Yun handed him the cigarette case, "Don't you usually carry it?"

"Qing'er won't let me smoke." Ye Jing bit his cigarette, "How dare I mess with him?"

"Grandpa will come out in a while, you go first."

"why?"

"Go if you want, there are so many problems," Chu Yun raised his eyebrows, and ignored the fact that he was flustered and scared.

The people on the bench changed back and forth, and the longer the time, the more restless the waiting people became.

"Ye Jing, why don't you come out?"

"Ye Jing, why hasn't Grandpa come out yet?"

"Ye Jing..."

Ye Jing sighed softly, leaning against the wall, staring at the lights in the operating room motionlessly.

He was worried about the old man, and also worried about Ye Qing.

In fact, he also regretted not stopping his younger brother from going to the operating table. Those older doctors didn't have the courage, let alone he was so young.

Ye Jing didn't know how long he waited that day, he only knew that when the operating room lights went out, his heart almost jumped out of his throat with nervousness.

Ye Qing pulled down the mask, revealing a exhausted and tired face, and fell into Ye Jing's arms.

Then, before everyone crowded around nervously, he let out a long sigh of relief, "Brother, grandpa should be fine."

It was this kind of 'brother' with a baby voice, Ye Jing trembled in his heart, hugged him, and laughed, "I knew it, it will be fine."

Ye Jing smiled beautifully, a row of neat and bright teeth finally revealed the relaxation of his age.

The old man was finally safe and sound, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, happy in their hearts, and finally no longer have to worry about it all day long.

So Ye Qing took the time to clean up Ye Jing.

When Ye Qing opened the refrigerator and pulled out a row of potato chips, Ye Jing knew that his interrogation was about to begin.

"Okay, let's talk about this little beauty."

Ye Jing looked blank, "What little beauty?"

"The one who made grandpa happy."

"We don't know each other very well either."

"Really?" Ye Qing unwrapped a large bag of potato chips, chewing and asking, "You can live for half a year if you are not cooked? Then if you are cooked, do you have to wait on the bed every day?"

"He and I are roommates at most," Ye Jing explained with a smile, "There is absolutely no overstepping."

"Ye Jing, don't be joking around here," Ye Qing looked at him with a sneer, "If you don't understand today, just sleep on the floor."

"Sophomore year, sophomore year," Ye Jing recalled, "He is my classmate, he can speak Chinese, he is half a compatriot, because he got into trouble and was kicked out by his family. Promise him to rent with me for a month, and when he finds a house, he will move out..."

"How much is 45x23?" Ye Qing asked after biting a potato chip.

Ye Jing was stunned for a moment, "1035." Then he continued, "As a result, he has been living here, and he is dependent on it. There is no rent, and he is still sloppy, and I have to clean it up all day long..."

"How much is 34x64?"

"2176." Ye Jing reported the correct answer, and continued, "However, fortunately, his family did not let him wander. After living with me for half a year, he was taken back by his family..."

"How much is 653x38?" Ye Qing smiled, "How long have you lived?"

"24814."

Ye Qing looked at him coldly, "If you didn't answer the question first, it means you lied."

"I……"

"Ok?"

Ye Jing said, "Half a year and sixteen days."

"Continue," Ye Qing nodded, "From now on, count the potato chips, and you have to answer whatever I ask, and you will die if you can't answer."

Ye Jing thought silently for two seconds, thinking that he should die a miserable death, but he could only smile willingly and masochistically, "Okay."

Ye Qing began to chew potato chips, sometimes fast and sometimes slowly, and asked while chewing, "Is the first day you live in the morning or afternoon?"

"Evening." Ye Jing replied quickly, the voice of potato chips echoing in his head.

"Night?!" Ye Qing glared at him, "What time is it at night? What are you doing? How did you move in?"

"Seven o'clock, reading a book, he is carrying a bag by himself."

"How many times?"

"76."

Ye Qing tilted his head and continued to ask, "How many rooms do you live in? Has he ever entered your room?"

"Two, I've been in...ah no, I haven't been in."

"Ye Jing, you're lying again." Ye Qing speeded up his chewing, biting 'Kacha Kacha', and then continued to ask, "Did you go in?"

"Go in."

"What did you do in there? Is there something wrong with you two?"

"Go in and find something to eat, no problem."

Ye Qing asked, "How many times?"

Ye Jing: "165 voices."

"Hold hands? Kiss? Shoulder? Sleep in a bed?"

"Yes, no, no, yes..." Ye Jing was taken aback, "No, yes, no, yes, no."

"How many times?"

"..." Ye Jing wanted to cry but had no tears, "I don't remember..."

"Last time, you insisted on Alice's question until 135 times, and this time it reached 213 times. It's ok, there is progress."

Ye Jing looked at his younger brother's indifferent smile, and rushed forward, "This is really difficult, let's stop counting potato chips next time, okay?"

Ye Qing smiled, "Have you ever played a plane together?"

"..."

"Say."

"I'm sure not," Ye Jing buried his face in his ear, rubbing against his ear, "I can't tell people, I always masturbate with my brother's photo."

Ye Qing's expression changed, "Shameless."

"What's wrong?" Ye Jing looked at him aggrievedly, "Who the hell is that naked when making video calls?"

"That doesn't work either."

"Why not, I swear, you are the only one in my mind during the process from theory to practice."

"Love me so much?"

"I'm just a younger brother like you, who do I love if I don't love you?"

Ye Qing smiled, and counterattacked, "This is the last time, and no one else will appear in the future."

"Absolutely, the last time."

Ye Jing promised obediently, and in order to make up for his "spiritual trauma", he has been obedient to him for quite a long time... Although, he is already used to it outrageously.

"Ye Qing!"

"what?"

"Did you wipe your feet on my shirt again?"

"no!"

"You say again?" Ye Jing threw the shirt on his head, "Whose footprints are these?"

"I just stepped on it with wet feet," Ye Qing asked, "If I wipe my feet, can there be only one footprint?"

Ye Jing sneered, "Believe it or not, I sold you and bought another one?"

"Why are you so stingy, at worst, just step back." Ye Qing raised his feet, "Besides, do you have evidence?"

Ye Jing stared at him, "Or... I ask you to step on another one?"

Ye Qing laughed out loud, "No, I can't step on it." After speaking, he stood up, "So this matter is over, I have to clean up now, and go to practice the piano, do you have any questions?"

After thinking about the previous guarantee, Ye Jing still felt that it was suitable for him to be silent at this moment.

"Okay, since you have no problem, then I'll go to the rehearsal tomorrow. Today is the last time the teacher will guide you." Ye Qing dressed neatly, "In order to let you continue to be proud, I decided to play hard."

Ye Jing glanced at him, "The sweater is worn backwards."

"No, this pocket will..."

Ye Jing: "I bought it, I don't know?"

In order to prove that he was right, Ye Qing resolutely chose to wear the sweater inside out to practice the piano, and since then, the way of wearing this dress has not changed.

The directing has come to an end. During the rehearsal, Ye Qing also performed very well. Many people in charge and stage instructors praised him very much.

Until the day of the official performance, Ye Qing's state remained very stable, as if he was not the one on stage with a cold attitude.

On the promotional poster at the entrance, in the depths of the screen, Ye Qing and Qin seem to merge into one black and one white, turning into smoke, hazy and artistic, and at the front is his side profile, exquisite and beautiful.

All the relatives and friends of the Ye family and the Jiang family got admission tickets. Except for Mr. Ye and his uncle, as well as Ye Ying who was tied to the army, everyone else arrived, and the group of relatives and friends was quite impressive.

Of course, because the publicity was in place and the positioning was appropriate, there were so many people present that most of the theater was already filled. For young performers with no foundation, it was already a victory before it even started.

After the host left the stage, the curtain slowly opened. On the stage, only Ye Qing was left sitting quietly in front of the piano. The spotlight shone on him softly, creating a beautiful and peaceful atmosphere.

After the applause fell, Ye Qing pressed the keys.

The ups and downs of the voice and the otherworldly gestures are all moving.

Ye Qing played seven pieces, ranging from shallow to deep, and the last piece was "Fantasy Impromptu".

Throughout the concert, all emotions exploded in the last song, as if all his expectations and joys were melted into the sound of the piano. Every time he lowered his eyes and raised his neck, Ye Jing could feel the tension in his chest. Shocks and tremors.

The emotional empathy is like another soul stripped from one's own body.

After the song finished, Ye Qing said softly, "This is the most beautiful song at the wedding."

There was thunderous applause, and Chu Yu laughed while applauding, "Brother, Qing'er is in a hurry, why are you acting like nothing happened?"

Chu Yu swears that the meaning of his words is very simple, and he never intends to bring the two of them into a hurry to get married.

But in Ye Jing's ears, it was different.

He nodded righteously, "Well, it's time to worry."

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Finally have time hahahaha~~

I have been relieved, and the update should resume from today, thank you for waiting for me for so long, I love you~~