[Korean Entertainment] The years between me and Mr. G

Xilin stayed in the hospital just like that, his head was stitched and wrapped in a white bandage, the only thing to be thankful for was that he didn't scratch his face and leave no marks.

"It's ugly in the first place, what will you do if you ruin your face again?" Ruru sat on the chair with her legs crossed, and used a toothpick to tie a piece of cantaloupe stuffed by Baixian, who had specially cut into pieces and put it in the fruit plate. Put it in your mouth, chew it a few times and swallow it.Then he tied another piece and handed it to Xilin's mouth, "Tell me, you have a bad cold and go out and wander around. You still have such a big problem, you said if you really messed up something, it will change." What can I do if I become mentally handicapped, semi-paralyzed or even lose my memory? I will sit at the door of the hospital and cry, and I will tell you."

"You can't accumulate some virtue with your mouth?"

"Oh, it's strange, why hasn't Li Shengxian appeared once since your accident." Bian Baixian, who was silently peeling pears, asked in a low voice, "It's because of him, right? It’s annoying for those who come here to see him, but he never showed his face once.”

"Been beaten." The person on the bed who was biting an apple lightly answered their questions, "He was sent to the hospital in an accident, and then he was beaten by Quan Zhilong who rushed to him. foot."

"You've been smashed by the glass, so you still have time to watch this?!"

"No, I asked Kwon Ji-yong and Park Jae-bum when I found out that their fists were swollen, but they didn't say anything. Later, Park Jae-bum told me in private. After beating Lee Seung-hyun, they fought again. We had a fight." Thinking of the scene described by Park Jae-beom, she laughed before saying anything, "Both of them made a fucking agreement not to slap their face."

Ruru rolled his eyes, but couldn't help imagining the scene where the two of them didn't slap their faces, and immediately laughed out loud, "Be serious! Oh, let me tell you, Quan Zhilong just comes to take care of you every day like this? You're just so calm accept?"

"Otherwise? Should I ask him to get out of here?"

"Of course!"

Xilin rolled his eyes and said nothing, gnawing on the cantaloupe silently.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Ruru raised her voice in disbelief, "Isn't it, just because he took care of you these few days, you just forgive him so simply?"

"To forgive or not to forgive has long been meaningless. Now he can do whatever he wants. Anyway, it's okay. I won't be sad if he doesn't come, and I won't be very happy if he comes." Reaching out his hand, he cut off Bian Baixian's hand Taking a piece of pear with skin, she stuffed it into her mouth and took a bite. The sweet pear juice overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and she wiped it vigorously with her hand.

On the day Quan Zhilong was discharged from the hospital, he drove her home. Xilin stood in the corridor with a simple luggage and said goodbye to him, "I'm sorry to trouble you during this time, thank you."

He hesitated for a while, but he took a step forward to hold the thing in her hand, and said cheekily, "Anyway, we're already here, so it's not a few steps away, isn't it?"

Xilin looked at him, and did not relax the strength in his hand, "Quan Zhilong, it is enough to send it here. The difference between us now is far more than the distance of these few steps."

The man's gaze didn't flinch or shift in the slightest. He held the handbag firmly and his tone slowed down, "Xilin, I bought a chicken, can I stew it for you?"

After a few seconds of silence, he felt something heavy in his hand.Xilin was already walking ahead and bowed his head to play with his mobile phone, while he followed behind with his hands full.Last time when she was drunk and sent her home, she was so drunk that she still didn't forget to cover up the password, but now she is sober and enters the password in front of him without the slightest precaution.

The furnishings in the house haven't changed drastically from before, except that some old things have been replaced with new ones, and the extra balcony has the deck chairs she saw in her apartment last time.

She sat in the room and tidied things up, while he skillfully washed the chicken that had been processed, put the seasonings in the pot and stewed it.After finishing these tasks, the other end is almost too busy.Dry your hands with a paper towel and walk into the room, open the door and see a picture you never thought of.The painting that was stolen by Ruru many years ago is leaning against the wall right now, and he is still smiling slightly on it, with some small buck teeth and some baby fat, "This painting..."

"After all, it took a long time to draw it. It's a pity to throw it away, so I put it here." Without paying too much attention, Xilin closed the wardrobe, "Has the chicken been stewed?"

"Well...this painting." Stretching out his fingers, "Can you give it to me again?"

"Okay, anyway, it's quite an eyesore to put it in such a big place." She agreed without any hesitation, and scratched her short hair, "I'm a little tired and want to sleep."

"...." It's not like he didn't understand such an obvious chasing customers, Zhilong looked at the painting and nodded sincerely, "Then you rest, I'll just watch TV in the living room for a while."

Speechless, he said, "As you please."

After she fell asleep, Quan Zhilong called his assistant to find someone to come and take the painting away. Thinking that Xilin was still sleeping, he asked him to wait for his text message to notify him before coming back.

So he stood alone in the kitchen cleaning up the garbage, thinking that apart from the nice talk they had had when she first woke up in the hospital, she still spoke coldly after she woke up again.Hearing the news of Xilin's accident when he was recording a song in the company, it was undoubtedly a thunderbolt. Sitting on the chair, he only felt deafness and humming in both ears.

I hurried to the hospital, but fortunately, she was fine.At least it's okay.

In the corridor of the hospital, he smoked with Li Shengxian whose hands were still stained with blood from her body. Li Shengxian said, "I just watched her lying in a pool of blood like this, and she was still joking with me a few seconds ago. I just..."

He smoked in silence and said nothing.

"Do you know what was the last thing in her mouth?"

"what?"

"She keeps saying your name." Wearing the clothes specially changed for the shooting, Li Shengxian frowned slightly, "Quan Zhilong, tell me whether she hates you too much or loves you too much."

Throwing the cigarette butt on the ground, he waved his fist, "It has nothing to do with you."

...

She thought she would not be able to fall asleep because of him, but she fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow, probably because of the western medicine, she fell into a drowsy sleep without dreams.When I woke up, I was covered in sweat covering the quilt, and even the hair on my face was covered with sweat.Lying on the bed for at least a minute, I felt more and more sleepy.Drunken eyes took the phone to check the time, it was already evening.

Pulled the cup up a little more, planning to sleep on him until the sky was dark.As a result, when she put the phone back on the table, she knocked the water glass to the ground. She stretched her head to look, so she had to finish drinking the water before going to bed, otherwise she would have to get up to clean up.so far so good.

Just as he was about to retract under the quilt, someone knocked on the door again.

The still ignorant head didn't realize it for a while, and there was someone knocking on the door at home?The man yelled through the door, "Are you awake?"

In response, the door was pushed open, and he walked into the room accompanied by the smell of chicken soup.Xilin knew that there was no way he could go back to sleep like this, so he simply sat up and woke up for a while.Lean your head against the wall and watch him bend down to pick up the solid china cup and put it back on the table, and watch him go to the window

Open the curtains.

When the sunlight covered the floor, she subconsciously squinted her eyes to avoid the light, and the golden light outlined his figure, which looked so familiar, as if it was in this world.He turned his head and smiled at her, "The chicken soup has been stewed, you can eat it later."

...

Hungry and hungry, she sat at the dining table and took the brightly colored chicken soup from him. Xilin lowered her head and took a sip. She couldn't help admiring the rich and warm chicken soup, "It's delicious."

Quan Zhilong smiled and filled a bowl for himself, sat back in his seat and drank slowly.

"I remember the chicken soup you cooked before when I was sick. It was called salty." After taking a few mouthfuls, my whole body warmed up, and I spit out the bones on the table.

"It's not because you're sick. It's the first time I cook. My mother hasn't eaten anything I cook. If you don't have fun, you still hate it."

"I don't know who made me sick! You even crashed Rendong Yongpei's car!"

"Didn't you laugh so hard when I hit the curb railing!"

After all, the two laughed.The laughter was too warm and sudden, and it happened at such an inappropriate time.After realizing this, the two booed immediately, their expressions a little embarrassed.

Just as Quan Zhilong was thinking about what to say to break the deadlock, the doorbell rang. Quan Zhilong guessed that the assistant had found someone to carry the painting. After Xilin got up, he sent a text message to the assistant to ask him to come.As he expected, the door was opened and people in overalls entered in twos and threes, standing in the bedroom and discussing how to carry the painting away.

Xilin stood there with his hands folded in front of his chest and looked at them, feeling that the assistant looked strangely familiar.

"Brother, should this painting be sent to your apartment or to your uncle and aunt's house?"

"Send it to my parents. I haven't been to the apartment where I live." Seeing that the worker was about to lift it up, he didn't pay attention when he lifted it up. The whole painting was crooked and almost fell down.He couldn't help but remind a few more words, for fear that they would damage the painting, he asked the assistant to go over and demonstrate to the workers how to carry it according to his own wishes.Without further ado, the assistant rolled up his sleeves and squatted in front of the painting.

After the workers understood what he meant, the assistant was about to get up.Xilin, who had been standing at the back with an inscrutable expression, said to the assistant who had just stood up and was arranging his clothes, "Can you squat down for a while?"

"What... what's wrong?"

"No, the angle just now seems a bit wrong, you squat down and try to lift from there..." Pointing to the bottom corner, the assistant nodded in doubt but still squatted down, holding the corner of the picture frame as he said , and then turned to look at her and asked if that was the case.

Xilin didn't respond to him, but quickly turned his head to look at Quan Zhilong, who was still focusing on the painting, and sneered. The tone of this sneer was too weird, and all the people present had goosebumps.

Quan Zhilong also looked at her, puzzled, "What's wrong..."