The Uncrowned King of Korean Entertainment

As night fell, the night sky was covered with layers of blackness.At night in the city, the neon lights are flickering, colorful and full of temptation.

The bartender standing behind the bar was shaking the mixing glass in his hand, poured a glass of coquettish Bloody Mary into a tall glass, and handed the glass to a woman sitting in the corner. Send a charming smile.

Although the woman was sitting in a very inconspicuous corner, she attracted the attention of many people, especially the men who came in and out. Although the ambiguous lights blurred her facial features, they couldn't blur her beauty.

The slender white hands lightly held a red goblet, the red liquid in it was as rich and bright as blood.

It's a pity that the woman was silent in her own world, completely oblivious to the bartender's hospitality.

"Give me a bottle of whiskey." The woman finished her glass and pushed the glass back to the bartender.

"Ok."

For the first time, Luo Xianzhi hated his body that is not easy to get drunk. It would be nice to be drunk. When drunk, he would not feel pain or think.

Only when you have loved will it hurt, and only after it hurts will you know how beautiful it used to be.

If you haven't got it, you won't be so sad and lost.

He shouldn't have been allowed to enter his own world.

"Beauty, it's so lonely to drink alone. How about us two brothers to accompany you?" A tall and fat middle-aged man sat around Luo Xianzhi holding a wine glass, his eyes kept scanning her fair neck and collarbone .

"Brothers? Why do I only see two beasts?" Luo Xianzhi raised his head expressionlessly, his dark eyes under his long bangs were icy cold.

"Yo, you're quite tongue-in-cheek," the tall man reached out to touch Luo Xianzhi's chin, "how about letting my brother taste it?"

Tilting his head to avoid the big rough hand, Luo Xianzhi picked up the wine glass, sneered and threw the tall man straight at him.

"You!!" The fat man slapped the square table and stood up. Before he could say any harsh words, Luo Xianzhi sneered and raised his right foot, aimed at the place between his legs, and kicked!

"Aww!!" the fat man wailed while clutching the most vulnerable part of his body.

"You want to court death, don't you!"

"Get out!" Luo Xianzhi shook twice drunkenly, looked at the two aggressive men in front of him with indifference, did not run away, did not speak, exuded a stern and cold aura, and said that if you want to fight, I will accompany you He looks like he is not afraid of death.

The two middle-aged men were shocked by her powerful aura, and when they were hesitating whether to make a move, someone suddenly yelled, "It's too much for two big men to bully a little girl?"

Luo Xianzhi and the wretched uncle looked back at the same time, only to see the man wearing a white shirt and beige slacks standing not far away, with a sneer on his face.

"Little boy, do you want to stand up for her? Just you, can you beat us?" The tall man dismissed it.

Little white face... Zheng Yunhao touched his chin, it's the first time someone praised him for being fair...

"Are you blind? Look over there, they are all my brothers." Zheng Yunhao pointed to a group of people who looked like delinquent boys and girls and said. The two men were a little suspicious of his words. After all, the temperaments of the two sides were completely different.

Coincidentally at this time, a member of the bad group raised his tattooed arm and waved in their direction, as if calling Zheng Yunhao to come over.

The tall man and the fat man met, and they believed it for seven or eight minutes. The tall man cleared his throat, and said stiffly, "Remember, I will let you off today, don't let me meet you again, and next time you will just let me go!" Not so lucky."

After the harsh words, the tall man hurriedly took the fat man away.

"To say you are beasts is to overestimate your IQ." Luo Xianzhi murmured, staggering.

"Skyxi, are you okay?" Zheng Yunhao quickly supported her.

"It's okay, thank you—huh?" Luo Xianzhi observed his face carefully, "I've seen you...we've worked together before, you're Yunchang!!"

"-_-||My name is not Yunchang..."

"~(≧▽≦)/~ That's Minho!"

"My name is Yunho!"

Luo Xianzhi frowned, remained silent for a while, and slowly said: "No...know...know..."

"You're drunk." Zheng Yunhao held his forehead, "I'll take you home, where is your home?"

"Home? It was taken away by my stepmother, who also brought an older sister. They took away my room, my skirt, my younger brother...baby cabbage, barley porridge..."

"What I want is the address..."

"America! Los Angeles! Or New York?"

"Forget it, I'll take you to Youtian." Zheng Yunhao helped Luo Xianzhi to sit down, "You wait here, I'll go and tell my friend, don't run around."

The bright moonlight poured down through the gaps in the leaves, falling on the shoulders of Luo Xianzhi and Zheng Yunhao, unknown flowers bloomed on the side of the road, a rich and sweet fragrance floated in the air, and the noisy cicadas kept chirping.

Summer is here, and the nights are starting to get unbearably hot.

Zheng Yunhao used all his strength to arrest the person who yelled that he wanted to jump the Han River for the third time, "Don't make trouble, people will think you want to commit suicide at that time, the reason is that I want to break up with you... It's time to jump into the Han River and you won't be able to wash it off."

"Break... hands? Don't break up, I like you, I like you so much...Ronghe..."

Someone seemed to be calling her anxiously by her ear, Luo Xianzhi couldn't hear clearly, his head was groggy, and he just wanted to sleep.

White walls, white ceilings, light curtains, and white bedding.

It was like sleeping for 1000 or 1 years, my throat was dry, my eyelids were dry, and there was no soreness anywhere on my body.

Luo Xianzhi opened his eyes, was stimulated by the strong light, quickly closed them, and after a while, slowly opened them.

A tear that was stimulated slipped down the corner of the eye and buried in the hair, itching.

Where is this place?

"Xianzhi..." Sitting beside Luo Xianzhi's bed, Pu's mother wiped away the tears on her face, "Are you okay?"

"Mom? I... Where is this?"

"Last night, a friend sent you here, how could you drink so much wine..." Mother Pu straightened the broken hair on Luo Xianzhi's head, "Xianzhi, take care of yourself, don't make us worry... ..."

"Um--"

"I'm going to cook some porridge for you, and sleep well after eating. You're sweating all over. This is your pajamas. You should take a shower quickly and change out of your clothes."

Luo Xianzhi sat up from the bed, put a set of pajamas neatly folded on the bedside table, picked up the clothes, and Luo Xianzhi walked into the bathroom.

The mirror on the sink reflected Luo Xianzhi's pale face, with two big dark circles under his eyes and disheveled hair, he looked like a ghost.

I shouldn't be like this.

Luo Xianzhi turned on the faucet, stood under the shower, let the water pour over his head, closed his eyes and felt the slight sting of the hot water hitting his skin, something must have flowed out of his eyes.

Zheng Ronghwa had hidden uneasiness and doubts about the relationship between them, but it was just aroused, and it came from the natural conflict between two people who were also arrogant and refused to bow their heads.

Luo Xianzhi only felt a stream of solid ice being slowly injected into his chest cavity.

After taking a shower, her body smelled of refreshing mint, and there was still a little moisture on the tip of her hair. Luo Xian's body was slender, and she wore a two-piece pajamas with a large blouse. The skin slightly exposed on the neck was so white. like jade.

"Xianzhi, come out to eat."

A bowl of porridge, two or three dishes of small dishes, Luo Xianzhi took a spoon and ate every mouthful, and he got the bottom of it all at once.

Falling in love is no big deal.

Luo Xianzhi thought so.

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In a corner of the room, Jung Yong Hwa was sitting in front of the computer, watching "My Knot" over and over again.

Why did it become like this?Obviously, two people can stay together for a lifetime, but now they can only recall that maybe on a certain day in a certain year, a certain month, he will still receive an invitation from her to attend the wedding, looking at her who is familiar but unfamiliar, say a word blessing words.

His eyes were sore, Zheng Ronghe lay on the computer desk, his heart throbbing with pain. He never knew that he had a heart attack.

'patta'

With a slight noise, Zheng Ronghe opened his eyes, and a pink book fell on the ground, "How to Pursue the Goddess of Love 25 Strategies: High and Cold", Zheng Ronghe bent down to pick up the book, since chasing Luo Xian, this The book also fulfilled its mission and was shelved by him.

The first strategy: the goddess is like an iceberg, it is cold when you look at it, but it is warm when you cover it for a long time.A caring text message full of deep love every day will make you melt the ice heart of the goddess.

The second strategy: Don't expect the goddess who is above the top of the iceberg to step down from the altar, it is the last word to send it to your door by yourself!Otherwise, the goddess would not even be able to remember the names of mortals like you!

The third strategy: No matter how cold and cold a girl is, she will have a circle of friends, and you should try to fit into this circle as much as possible. If you can get the people around her to help you, then you will be halfway to success...

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No.20 Five Strategies: No matter how beautiful love is, there is a crisis of trust. She is cold and proud, and she does not like to explain even if she is misunderstood. For her, "I believe in you" is better than "I love you" .

trust……

is there time?

Zheng Ronghe smiled wryly, if, it is really a misunderstanding, if, if.

But Zheng Ronghe knew that if he didn't ask Luo Xianzhi for clarification, he wouldn't be able to let it go for the rest of his life.

Either really get it, or let it go completely.

The author has something to say: it will be finished in the near future, and when I have free time, I will start to save a new article (?▽`), although I haven't decided what to write...