After Jay went out, Jason lay back down. Perhaps the pain had not completely gone away, he slept until noon. He felt much better. He got up and took a shower, dried his body, and changed into clean pajamas. Perhaps it was because he had been in the hospital for too long, Jason had a serious mysophobia.
She went downstairs to the kitchen and found some fast food and a portion of sushi. She heated them up in the microwave and finished her meal.
Then, he went upstairs to his room. The side and master bedrooms were smaller, but they were equipped with an accessory room, a bathroom, and a small study room. Now, the small study room had been converted into an office, and Jason's music composition was almost completed in there.
The small study was very compact. There was a large white reflective computer desk with a desktop computer on it. The computer was connected to a set of audio equipment and a white electronic keyboard. A metal microphone was placed on top of the electronic keyboard. On the other side of the computer was a mixing device. Opposite the white computer desk was a smaller table with a white Apple computer on it. There were a few books neatly placed next to it, and three fixed pens of different colors stood in a line next to the computer.
Jason went into the study room and turned on his computer. He went through the songs he had written yesterday. After mixing the notes, he thought about it a few times before he was finally done. Then, he went through all the songs he had written a while ago and listened to them many times. He made a few changes and also made some changes to the rap lyrics. Finally, he stretched and looked at his watch. It was almost six o'clock. Then, he staggered out of the room and took another shower. After ensuring that her body was dry, she put on a clean bathrobe and went to the dressing room to find a set of clean clothes before going downstairs.
Jay's songs were mostly dance music, and his dances were mostly hip-hop and jazz-themed. Therefore, many of his songs would have a rap part in them, and some of his songs were mostly rap. Jay's stage performance was very good. He was tall and had a great figure. He had countless fans and was hailed as a popular star the moment he came out. His first album had bought more than 100,000 copies. After winning the Newcomer Award at the end of the year, he took on a movie this year and had endless advertisements. Many media outlets called him a new generation of superstar.
Jason once asked Jay, Why do you want to rock with us when you dance so well? Jay just smiled without answering. After asking a few times, she stopped asking. Jay's first album after his debut was mainly about dance music, but his famous song was a ballad written by Jason," Stay Away."
He went to the kitchen to check. There were still some fast food, and there were very few ingredients. He went back upstairs and put on a white fur collar coat. He took the key and went out. He drove the car and unknowingly arrived at the road that he had taken yesterday. The car drove slowly on the road, but a little expectation, a little uneasiness, and a little pain rose in his heart. He didn't know what he was going to do. It was just to buy ingredients. He didn't have to come here specially, but he had already driven here.
The school in the city and the place where Vik lived happened to be on the opposite side of the street, but there was a road in the middle. Across the road was a commercial building, and behind the commercial building was a residential area, so they would pass by that road every day to go to the laboratory. Due to the bustling city, the school's street intersected with the commercial building's street. A spacious national highway ran through the middle, naturally forming an intersection. The red light at the intersection was one minute, and the green light was fifteen seconds. If one was unlucky, they would have to wait for a whole minute.
It seemed that the Vik was lucky today. When he reached the intersection, he happened to meet the green light. He hugged his bag tightly under his right shoulder and quickly followed the passing crowd. A gust of wind blew, and it was like a knife scratching his face. The Vik used his thick red gloves to gently pull down the thick woolen hat on his head. Then, he used both hands to pull the white fur coat that was blown open by the wind. His snow boots rustled as he stepped on the snow that had not melted yesterday.
It had only been 15 seconds, but the eyes of the person in the black Bentley were red. He had forgotten the time. The driver behind him honked a few times in dissatisfaction, and the Bentley slowly began to slide. When the horn sounded, the CIK looked back from the crowd and saw a black Bentley passing by.
Reunion, what kind of reunion was considered joy, what kind of reunion was considered blessing, should tears flow or old tears flow. Two years ago, we had already used up all the time that the heavens had given us, so now we could only look at each other from afar. Should we thank the heavens or blame fate? No one had an answer. If loving you like this is a taboo, I'm willing to go to hell with you. However, the heavens didn't even give me such a right. I'm destined to only be in hell, and you'll go to heaven in the end.
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