The cold wind howled, and passersby hurried by on the street, the fast-paced life making people sowhat restless.
In the huge recording studio, the conference table was laden with various desserts and cold drinks, creating a relaxing atmosphere that was quite enjoyable.
Since lunch, Jiang Yisheng and the team had been discussing the details of the concert, occasionally soone would propose a fun idea, and bursts of laughter would intersperse the conversation.
"Yisheng, why don’t you show a dance?" one of the staff joked, "I’m sure it would wow the audience."
"Forget it." Jiang Yisheng rolled his eyes, self-deprecatingly said, "I’m getting old, better skip the dancing."
"Hahaha."
The others burst into laughter.
If he’s considered old at his age, then what are they?
At this mont, a phone rang.
Jiang Yisheng reached for the phone, and when he saw the caller ID, his smile faded a bit.
"I’m going to take a call, you guys continue discussing." With that, he stood up and walked out of the recording studio slowly.
Upon taking the call, Jiang Hai’s gentle voice ca from the other end, "Asheng, are you busy?"
"Yes, discussing the concert." Leaning against the wall, Jiang Yisheng said plainly.
"Your uncle Yake’s daughter is coming to Beijing soon, can you help take care of her?" Jiang Hai asked, beating around the bush.
Jiang Yisheng’s eyes narrowed slightly, fingertips playing with the necklace, after a mont of contemplation, he responded gently, "Dad, I just want to focus on work now, and Uncle Yake’s daughter is already an adult, she can take care of herself, probably doesn’t need my help."
He understood his father’s feelings, Yake clearly expressed his care and concern for him, but so things cannot be forced.
"Asheng, I’m not trying to force you, you..." Jiang Hai felt that further explanation would only make him sound weak.
"Dad, I understand what you an, I never blad you, and I know you an well." Jiang Yisheng lowered his head to look at the necklace, his fingertips rubbing the silver pendant, a trace of longing flickering in his eyes.
"I’ve tried to do the things I promised you to the best of my abilities, can you let be in other matters?" he said gently, with a hint of pleading in his tone.
On the other end, Jiang Hai’s heart jolt.
After a long ti, he sighed softly, "Okay, don’t just focus on work, take care of yourself."
Jiang Yisheng agreed softly, then hung up the phone.
Stuffing the phone back into his pocket, he raised his hand to pinch his forehead, showing a bit of exhaustion.
The guest role promised at his concert would never co true.
After staying in the corridor for a while, Jiang Yisheng turned around and walked back into the recording studio.
Inside, the discussion was fervent; Jiang Yisheng smiled faintly, erased the tiredness from his face, and rejoined the eting.
...
Country Y
In the evening, the last brilliant glow of the sunset faded into the horizon.
After disembarking from the plane, Ye Jiuliang looked at the grey sky and couldn’t help but begin to miss Xiaobai, who was left at ho.
It was the first ti since he was born that she left him, and she suddenly felt a bit unaccustod, like sothing was missing from her heart.
Li Mochan was holding the luggage in one hand and clasping her hand with the other.
Noticing her low mood, he looked at her inquisitively, "What’s wrong?"
"Do you think Xiaobai will cry since we’re both gone?" Ye Jiuliang looked up at him, appearing listless and unhappy.
Every night, both of them would cuddle Xiaobai to sleep, and the crib was also in their room. Now that they weren’t there, they wondered whether he would fuss at night.
"With grandma and others around, there’s no need to worry." Li Mochan’s thin lips curled lightly as he gently comforted.
Ye Jiuliang raised her eyebrows, giving him a knowing look, "Don’t tell you don’t miss Xiaobai?"
He often ntioned selling Xiaobai, but he spoiled Xiaobai more than anyone; he was almost always the one to coax him to sleep and make his milk in the morning. She didn’t believe that he wasn’t a bit concerned.
Li Mochan lightly tapped her nose, smiling helplessly, acknowledging her words, "Sotis, you could pretend to be a bit oblivious."
Indeed, without Xiaobai by their side for a while, he wasn’t used to it either.
"Do you regret not bringing Xiaobai?" she asked, playfully nudging his shoulder with her forehead.
Li Mochan shook his head, gripping her hand tighter, "We haven’t had a mont for just the two of us in a long ti, this ti we can enjoy our ti thoroughly."
Hearing this, the tiny guilt in Ye Jiuliang’s heart vanished instantly, and her steps beca lighter.
"Let’s go; let Anuo treat us to dinner."
Outside the airport, a special car was waiting for them.
Li Mochan took the keys, casually tossed the luggage into the car.
Walking to the driver’s seat, he opened the door, only to find it already occupied.
"I’ll drive." Ye Jiuliang smiled, her eyes forming crescents as she reached out for the keys.
In Country Y, it was her turf; she was much more familiar with the roads than him.
Knowing she’s been bored at ho, Li Mochan chuckled, gave her the car key, and then got in on the other side.
As he fastened his seatbelt, Ye Jiuliang smiled faintly.
Starting the engine, the car sped off with a whoosh.
The dust dispersed, leaving no trace of the car behind.
The neon lights enveloped the entire city, the lively night scene having its unique charm.
Fortunately, the reserved restaurant was on the outskirts; otherwise, at Ye Jiuliang’s speeding pace, it might have provoked curses from bystanders.
Li Mochan didn’t stop her, fully trusting her driving skills.
Suddenly, the person beside him slowed down the car.
Ye Jiuliang glanced at him, a playful smile on her face, "Why don’t you tell to slow down?"
Back when they weren’t together, he would always nag her to drive slower, even when she was on a motorcycle; now he let her be completely.
eting her curious gaze, Li Mochan said, "Just this once."
Ye Jiuliang, "..."
"Right, you should call ho, inform grandma and the others that we arrived." Rembering Madam Jiang’s instructions before they left, she said softly.
Li Mochan took her words and revealed her thoughts, "Also to check if Xiaobai’s asleep, right?"
Ye Jiuliang grinned, "You think so too, we’re in the sa boat."
Li Mochan chuckled, pulling out his phone and dialing ho.
Soon, soone picked up the phone on the other end.
It was Veya’s voice, "Ahan, have you arrived?"
Li Mochan replied, "Yes, Auntie, is Xiaobai asleep?"
"Not yet, he fussed a lot this afternoon because you two weren’t around, only fell asleep just before dinner, but he’s still awake now," Veya said.
"Wait a minute, I’ll record a video for you."
Without waiting for his reply, Veya hung up the phone.
Sitting beside him, Ye Jiuliang also overheard Veya’s words over the phone; hearing Xiaobai cried, her heart felt like it was being tugged.
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