When Ji Qinyang woke up, he looked down and saw Xie Meng sleeping in his arms. He looked at him for a while but was reluctant to move. He just gently kissed the other person's forehead.

Xie Meng was originally a shallow sleep, and he opened his eyes in a daze to look at Ji Qinyang.

"Let's sleep a little longer." Ji Qinyang hugged him.

Xie Meng reached out and touched his face, and suddenly said softly: "I took the headphones back."

"..." Ji Qinyang was stunned for a second, and he jumped out of bed before he even put his pants in. When he came back, he was not holding headphones, but a gift he had given to Xie Meng before.

Xie Meng: "?"

Ji Qinyang asked him: "Have you opened it and looked at it?"

Xie Meng did not answer, and Ji Qinyang muttered: "Forget it, it's okay to disassemble it."

He opened the box, took out the ring from it, and clenched Xie Meng's hand.

"..." Xie Meng couldn't help laughing and crying: "You're pinching too tightly."

Ji Qinyang focused on lowering his head and putting a ring on him: "Because I want to hold you firmly."

Xie Meng stopped talking. He watched Ji Qinyang put the ring into his fingertips, and then gently and devoutly printed a kiss on it.

"Happy 10th anniversary." Ji Qinyang raised his head, his eyes were a little red, and his eyes focused on Xie Meng's face.

"No matter how many decades have passed," he said with a smile: "I love you."

Since the band disbanded, Ji Qinyang has completely had a long holiday. Xie Meng has to go to work. He has just been promoted to director for a while and has been very busy. He has almost passed eight/9 o'clock in the evening when he gets home every day.

Then, from when Ji Qinyang started preparing midnight snacks for him.

Because I haven't entered the kitchen for a long time, Ji Qinyang's cooking skills are very average, and Xie Meng didn't say that, and he ate them clean every time.

"Where are the clothes I changed yesterday?" Xie Meng took a shower and found that the washing machine was empty.

Ji Qinyang put on the bed and said indifferently: "I washed it all during the day."

Xie Meng frowned, and he turned to the bathroom to take hand cream and apply it to Ji Qinyang.

"..." The other party held him up with a funny look: "It's okay, I have nothing to do at home, it's okay to do housework."

Xie Meng was silent for a while. Ji Qinyang had never been to the music room when he was there. He knew that the other party was quitting drinking, but he hadn't touched the Qin for several days.

"I haven't had any inspiration recently." Ji Qinyang knew what he was thinking, so he pretended to be pitiful and joked: "Maybe there is no way to write songs, you have to support me."

Xie Meng glanced at him and said without caring much: "You raised me in college."

Ji Qinyang was speechless: "This line is wrong. You should ask, 'Then what are you going to pay me back?'"

Xie Meng had no choice but to follow his words and ask: "Then why are you going to return me?"

Ji Qinyang picked up the other party and carried it onto the bed, raised his eyebrows condescendingly and said, "I can't repay you, I can only pay for it."

Xie Meng: “…”

When Xie Meng fell asleep in the middle of the night, Ji Qinyang got up again. He went to the music room, put on his headphones to write the score, and revised it back and forth several times but was not satisfied. He subconsciously wanted to find wine, but then he remembered that he had quit.

After sitting for the middle of the night without any inspiration, Ji Qinyang stood up and went out with a little decadent state. Outside the door, Xie Meng stood there.

Ji Qinyang opened his mouth, and he pretended to be relaxed: "What time is it, why are you getting up?"

Xie Meng did not answer or asked more questions. He took a blanket and put it on Ji Qinyang: "It's almost the beginning of autumn, and you are not afraid of being frozen."

Ji Qinyang didn't know what to say, so he sniffed and hugged the other person.

Xie Meng stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder gently.

Ji Qinyang whispered: "Recharge."

Xie Meng smiled and said, "Yes, I'll charge it too."

Qi Fei suddenly called after the National Day holiday. Ji Qinyang was placed next to him at first and didn't hear him. He had not written a complete song for several months and was in very bad condition.

He didn't realize it until the phone rang five or six times.

"I'm still writing lyrics and composers, a great artist." Qi Fei's voice was still whirring for ten years.

Ji Qinyang's originally depressed mood was much better after he mixed it up.

"It seems that we are finally going to hold a banquet?" Ji Qinyang joked, "Are we here to ask for red envelopes?"

Qi Fei: "There is no enough red envelopes? You must come to the concert in person, I still remember what I promised before."

Ji Qinyang smiled bitterly: "I'm not famous now, why are you holding a concert?"

Qi Fei said, "What are you saying? When did you become so cowardly? Why, you have no inspiration?"

Ji Qinyang turned the pen in his hand and said nothing.

Qi Fei laughed on the other end of the phone: "This is not like you. What are you afraid of without inspiration? How about it? Should you come back to Suzhou?"

Ji Qinyang: "What are you doing when you go back to Suzhou?"

Qi Fei: "If you stay in a city for a long time, you will always lose your passion. Your profession doesn't matter where you work, let alone Ye Luo returns to your roots. After all, you are not as good as your hometown. Maybe if you change the environment, you will be inspired again."

Ji Qinyang was silent for a while, and he took a deep breath and said seriously: "You forgot that I have Xie Meng? He has a better future and career in Beijing. How could he give up just because of me?"

"..." Qi Fei probably didn't expect this. He muttered something, but Ji Qinyang didn't hear it clearly.

"Anyway, you think about it." Qi Fei said at the end: "Tie Nan is back at the beginning of the year. Zhang Ganggang and Han Dong are also planning to go back this year. Besides, you are not Xie Meng. If you don't ask, how do you know what he thinks?"

Ji Qinyang: “…”

Qi Fei sighed: "Brother Yang, we all know what happened to you in Beijing, but it doesn't matter. You not only have Xie Meng but also us."

"It's okay to have to sponsor money." Qi Fei said happily: "At most I won't get married."

Ji Qinyang raised his hand to cover his eyes, and after a long time he pretended to be calm and said, "Then I'm so guilty, the beauty Gu must not hate me to death."

Qi Fei smiled heartlessly on the other end of the phone for a long time: "I didn't say this, my sister is the same as what I think."

When Xie Meng came back in the evening, he saw Ji Qinyang playing the piano in the music room. The other party came back to his senses when he heard the sound of closing the door and smiled at Xie Meng: "Here I'm back."

"I'm back." Xie Meng took off his coat, and he walked to Ji Qinyang, reached out to pick up the other party's bangs, and kissed his forehead: "Is there any midnight snack tonight?"

Ji Qinyang pushed him to the kitchen to serve the dishes: "How could it be that there is no?"

Xie Meng was helpless when he saw a large table of dishes: "You are feeding pigs."

"Then I'm going to lose my life." Ji Qinyang pinched the other party's face and smiled: "Which pig is as fat as you?"

Ji Qinyang took two wine glasses and signaled Xie Meng: "Come on a little bit."

Xie Meng smiled: "Only one point."

Ji Qinyang sat opposite Xie Meng and drank slowly. He had no habit of eating midnight snacks. He only focused on watching Xie Meng eat, occasionally picking up food for the other party, and he had no time in Xie Meng's bowl from beginning to end.

Xie Meng stopped halfway through the meal: "Did Qi Fei call you today?"

Ji Qinyang raised his eyebrows: "How did you know?"

Xie Meng bit the chopsticks and said, "Don't worry about how I know, what do you think."

"What do you think?" Ji Qinyang calmly served him a bowl of soup: "You don't do it in the bank? You finally got to this point, so how could you leave just by saying that? I'm not in good condition for a while and I'll be back in a few days."

Xie Meng didn't say anything, he ate a few more bites of the dishes, suddenly put down the bowl, and began to roll up his sleeves.

"Let's do it." Xie Meng raised his arms: "Old rules, let's fight with arm wrestling."

Ji Qinyang was stunned, and he frowned: "What are you doing?"

Xie Meng looked at the other party with a firm look: "Just like we used to, we will encounter differences and fight arm wrestling." He pulled Ji Qinyang's hand and held it tightly with himself: "If I win, we will stay in Beijing together, and if you win, we will return to Suzhou."

Xie Meng looked at Ji Qinyang and smiled. He said seriously: "You can't let go of water, you won't regret it."

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When Xiong Baby learned that Xie Meng and the others were going back to Suzhou, it felt like a bolt from the blue...

"I also want Ji Qinyang to be the song of my next film!" Xiong Baby was heartbroken: "You don't want me anymore?!"

Xie Meng was so sad that he was so sad that he was half dead by the words "You don't want me anymore"... After digesting for a long time, he comforted him: "It's the same wherever you make a music, just like when you shoot a movie, you can come to Suzhou to shoot."

Xiong Baby said in pain: "It's not easy for you to come back to Suzhou when you want to find someone to have a meal."

Xie Meng: "If you have money in the future, I will come to Suzhou to eat by a plane and take you to take a day of Suzhou food."

"Not a day is enough." Baby Xiong muttered: "I'm in a very long standby."

"..." Xie Meng found that as soon as it was involved in eating, the focus of the bear baby changed completely.

"Stop talking about me." Xie Meng sighed: "How are you and Zheng Ming? Have you invited him to film?"

"When it comes to this!" Bao Bao Bao patted his thigh and said excitedly: "I finally have a reason to ask him to film a movie!"

Xie Meng also became happy: "Really? What's the reason?"

Xiong Baby sneaked out her phone. He opened a video and the screen was a little shaking. Xie Meng watched it for a long time before he realized that he was secretly filming in a dance classroom.

"..." Xie Meng: "Is this...the actor?"

Xiong Baby nodded with a serious expression: "Once, he was dancing yangko in the dance room, and I secretly took a picture of it."

Xie Meng: “…”

Xiong Baby: "I told him that if I don't want the topic of "The movie emperor dances yangko, and his level is comparable to square dance" to make the headlines, I will act in my new film."

Xie Meng opened his mouth halfway: "...had he agreed?"

Baby Xiong glared: "Don't you agree!" He stretched out five fingers and shook them hard: "I am a big Weibo V! I have 52,000 fans!"

"..." Xie Meng felt it was necessary to remind the other party. Zheng Ming seemed to have exceeded 40 million fans...

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You can guess who won, but I think you should know who won, so almost all the previous foreshadowings have been used up

As I said, there is never a win or lose in love, I can only give the other person's efforts and compromise. Because of love, I am willing to give him the best.

PS: I posted the wrong post again………Move the content of the next chapter on ORZ
Chapter completed!