Ji Qiutang paused slightly, then started to laugh and stepped forward to catch up, "The lyrics shouldn't be like that."
Turning his head to look at Ji Qiutang, he raised his hand to take off the earpiece, hanging it around his neck, "It's my song, I'll change it however I want, any opinions?"
Ji Qiutang raised his hands, "No, no," then looked at Bi Xia who was standing at the entrance finding his shoes among the shoe rack and sat down to change them, "Are you heading out?"
Bi Xia finished putting on his shoes, "Yeah, it's rare to get up this early, going for a run, getting some exercise... oh right."
Turning around to look at Ji Qiutang, he seriously advised, "There's a very real chance I might not find my way back, so if I don't return, just don't worry about me, go on with your own things, I should have already taken a cab back to my own place."
"What about your stuff?"
