[Korean Entertainment] Go left, go right

I took a taxi and arrived at the hospital in silence all the way.

But now the time is still a little short of twelve o'clock, so Quan Zhilong planned to hang around the hospital for a while.

What is the best way to pass the time in such a boring moment?

He found a canteen, bought a pack of Marlboro, and then ordered one, puffing and puffing while walking leisurely.

Nan Xing actually doesn't like boys smoking. It's not that she doesn't like smoking. She just thinks that sometimes in the corner of the school or walking on the street, she sees some young boys' frivolous gestures while smoking cigarettes, which is different from her own. She thought it was a handsome demeanor, but she felt inexplicably disgusted.

Because what they smoke is not cigarettes, but a self-righteous trend.

Some people regard smoking as a habit, some people regard smoking as a gesture, but no matter which one is more than the previous one.

Some adult men's posture when they smoke can even be called charming. It is a kind of charm of adult men, which boys of this age can't do anyway.

However, Quan Zhilong's smoking posture makes it difficult for Nan Xing to judge. It is between a boy and a man. It is not a frivolous demeanor for the sake of being handsome, nor is it a posture full of the charm of a mature man, but it is unique to him. kind of special.

Nan Xing often sees places where he smokes. One is in the studio. When working seriously, he lacks inspiration and cannot write new songs. When he is troubled by this, cigarettes and coffee are the best companions. The other is in the club. When chatting with friends, cigarettes and alcohol are naturally the best pastimes.

Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, Nan Xing seems to be able to picture him smoking in his mind. He must be indifferent, holding a cigarette between his fingers carelessly, bringing it to his lips from time to time, taking a puff, and then exhaling a layer. Smoke rings, the scattered smoke rings blurred his face, giving people an unpredictable feeling.

"Why do you always smoke Marlboro?" Before he could react, Nan Xing had already asked the question in his heart.

"Do you know the legend of Marlboro?" He was silent for a while, slowly exhaled the smoke ring, and then spoke, but did not answer the question.

"What?" Nan Xing wondered, cigarettes still have legends?

"There is a romantic love story behind this kind of smoke... As for the specific content of the story, I won't talk about it, it's a bit old-fashioned. But I really like the sentence that it extends, man always remember love because romanly.

"Do men remember love only because of romance?"

"Yes."

"You're so hypocritical, you still have so many stories after just smoking a cigarette." Nan Xing laughed, but having said that, she felt that this sentence was really close to Quan Zhilong's view of love.

"Do you believe the one who lied to you? It really is a little girl." He snorted, not paying attention to her words. This girl always throws cold water on people. If she is serious with her, he will lose his life sooner or later.

"!!!"

"It's just that I like the taste of this kind of tobacco. The story is true. Although it has been processed artistically, it has nothing to do with my liking for this kind of tobacco." He said with a smile, as if he was happy to appreciate her embarrassment .

"..."

To be tricked by...

However, before she could even speak back, the next second, the familiar feeling of dizziness struck again.

When she regained consciousness, she was choked by the strong smell of tobacco in her mouth.

"Cough cough cough..."

The fingers that were holding the cigarette could not help but loosen, and the cigarette butt slipped from between her fingers, and she couldn't help but exclaimed because it was so hot.

The tragedy happened in just a moment.

When Nan Xing brought the burnt finger to her lips, she realized that they had switched sides again after belatedly.

But, how could it be so fast?It's not time for a cigarette...

This unscientific!

She put down her hand and looked at the watch on her wrist. The time showed 45:[-], which was still a quarter of an hour away from the original time.

"What's going on? I was optimistic about the time, and smoking a cigarette is enough. How can it be earlier now?" Quan Zhilong's voice also sounded in his mind with surprise.

"The timing of the exchange is out of order, tell me... Could this be an opportunity for me to switch back?" Nan Xing pondered for a while, then suddenly had a whim.

"Really?" He was dubious, "But, even if it's an opportunity for you to go back, shouldn't it be the delay in the exchange?"

"What do you mean?"

"That is to say, the time you dominate is getting less and less, and finally it develops to nothing, then it's time for you to go back, but now, the time you dominate is getting longer and longer, then... Maybe it could be..." He had a terrible guess in his heart, but he didn't say it.

Nan Xing was stunned. Although he didn't say it clearly, she still guessed what he was thinking.

"It's impossible! Don't think about it, let's sit and wait and see what happens. I'll go to the ward first." She was also a little confused, so she had to end this topic hastily.

Came to the ward again, this time there was no "lively" last time, only Nan Xing's mother was sitting by the hospital bed, quietly looking at Nan Xing who was still unconscious on the bed, with a lingering look in her eyes. Do not go to the sad cloud.

The door of the room was originally ajar, and Nan Xing saw the situation in the ward through the crack of the door, and also saw the negative emotions that her mother seldom showed in front of outsiders. In a low mood, she stretched out her hand and knocked lightly on the door.

"Please come in."

Pushing open the door and walking into the ward, she called out "Hello, Auntie" obediently.

"Did you come to see Nan Xing again today? I thought you wouldn't come." Mom smiled softly.

"It was agreed yesterday, why don't I come?" Nan Xing raised his head to look at her with a serious look in his eyes.

She was a little surprised, looking at this slightly thin but extraordinarily delicate boy in front of her, his eyes were clear and firm, which inexplicably gave her a feeling of familiarity, and an inexplicable intuition flashed by, quickly It's impossible to capture at all.

She was silent for a while, and then said calmly, "Shengxian, you are a good boy."

Hearing this, Nan Xing was stunned for a while, looking at her with some doubts.

"Don't just stand there, aren't you tired? Come and sit down." She pulled a chair not far from her and motioned Nan Xing to sit down.

"Oh." Nan Xing murmured, walked over and sat down beside her.

"Shengxian, how long will you stay here and return to China?" She spoke to Nan Xing in a natural and familiar tone, like a relative who has known her for many years.

Perhaps, the bond of blood is so magical. Although she didn't know that the boy in front of her, whom she had just known for two days, was actually a flesh and blood with whom she had been together for nearly 20 years, her attitude towards him was involuntarily friendly and natural.

"Probably less than a week." Speaking of this topic, Nan Xing's tone was also a little low. At first, she was full of confidence, thinking that the matter would be resolved soon, but now it seems that she really thought too simply , now she doesn't even know if she can return to her original body before returning to Korea, although the possibility is infinitely close to zero...

"So have you been here every day recently?" She asked.

"Yes." Nan Xing answered with certainty. Isn't that what she came to China for?Where else can I go if I don't come here?She was not in the mood to play at this time. (How should someone who is playing this morning deal with himself? →_→)

"Recently, Nan Xing's father has something to do in the army. She has to leave for a few days. I'm bored by myself. When you come, at least it's good to have someone to chat with me." Mom turned her gaze back to Nan Xing's face on the hospital bed, her eyes With loneliness.

Looking at this scene, Nan Xing felt a little sour.

This afternoon, there didn't seem to be too many topics to talk about. Most of the time, the two of them just sat quietly, but even though they were quiet all the time, the atmosphere didn't seem awkward.

Nan Xing had more time to observe her former self. It turned out that this is how she looked at herself from the perspective of a bystander. She looked at "Nan Xing" on the hospital bed with some novelty.

At this time, Quan Zhilong, who is in the conscious world, is also observing Nan Xing. Although he is still young at this time, he can get a glimpse of the future, and he must be a beauty.

The seemingly substantive line of sight starts from the girl's smooth and full forehead, and crosses the unmodified but natural and delicate eyebrows. At this time, the eyes are closed tightly, with only a small shadow cast by the slender eyelashes, which looks a bit lonely .But he seemed to be able to imagine the scene when those eyes opened, they must be a pair of extremely expressive pupils.His eyes once again passed the not very straight but small and pretty nose tip, and finally stopped on the pale and bloodless lips due to the long sleep.

That day, his lips were also on these lips, although it was only a very shallow kiss, and it was dominated by Nan Xing, but when he pressed those lips, he seemed to feel the slight kiss. The cool temperature, and the soft touch, he didn't know whether it was an illusion or real, and he didn't know what it came from, but he just hid the subtle perception at that moment in his heart, and didn't mention it to Nan Xing.

He still remembered that when the two lips parted, he saw that the bloodless lips seemed to be dyed a faint cherry color by the heat that did not belong to the body...

Quan Zhilong quickly stopped the reverie in his heart, what was he doing?Is it really too long to be hungry?How could you have such an idea for a little girl?

Today, he must be insane!

In the next few days, Nan Xing will still go to the hospital every afternoon as usual, sit quietly with her mother, and occasionally chat a few words. She has not experienced such a regular life in recent months, and she does not feel bored. In this country, being with the person she was closest to once, even though she was a stranger, made her feel more relaxed than ever before.

To say that the only change in the past few days is that the time between her and Quan Zhilong's soul alternation has become somewhat disordered from the original pattern, but she carefully recorded it, it seems that her time is gradually decreasing every day, This is indeed good news, maybe if it develops slowly like this, one day, her time will be shortened to zero, and she will return to her original body.

However, when she told Quan Zhilong the good news, he was silent, and he said it after a long time.

"Ah...then congratulations, it's just around the corner to go home."

"Shouldn't you be happy too? From now on, this stage will belong to you alone, and you don't have to worry that another person may not meet your perfect requirements." Nan Xing said jokingly, alluding to that solo concert Yes, although she doesn't mind now.

"..." He unexpectedly didn't answer the question.

Although Nan Xing was puzzled, he didn't say anything more.

Three days later, the deadline still came. Although she was reluctant, Nan Xing still bid farewell to her mother and took a direct flight to Seoul to leave this city with countless memories of her.

But she believes that this parting is only temporary.