Long time talent and deep love [entertainment circle]

It was close to 12 o'clock in the evening. When he came home, there was no one at home. His parents were out on a trip, and his sister was watching the game with friends.

She never answered the phone.

"Amon, has your sister returned to your place?" Quan Zhilong had been waiting at home for 4 hours, and according to the time when he left the bar, he should have walked home.

"Not here, she left after dinner, what's wrong? She hasn't arrived home yet?" Hermon also became a little worried when he heard the voice.

"It's okay, I'm just asking." Quan Zhilong immediately changed his overly worried tone.

"Brother, haven't you been in touch with sister for a long time?" He Ermeng thought it was weird, it must be because brother didn't tell sister about going out to play, she must have known it in her heart.

Quan Zhilong originally wanted to just hang up the phone like this, but Jian Ermo, who was shouting beside him, got upset and couldn't understand a word.

On the phone, he asked patiently, "Amon, what did she say?" Although Quan Zhilong couldn't understand, he knew that what she said was basically nothing good. I heard that he was learning Korean recently. It seems I haven't learned the essence, even simple greetings.

When it comes to politeness, it's really far from He Ercheng's siblings.

"Come on, brother, I only listened to the general idea, not as accurate as my sister's translation." Hormon didn't dare to translate indiscriminately.

"Say."

"Hmm...you haven't come home yet? I'm going to sleep anyway, brother, you should go home early." Hormon wanted to avoid the topic sloppily.

"Say, if you don't tell, the OST plan will be cancelled. If you ask someone else to write a song for you, I have every reason to refuse." Quan Zhilong threatened, this trick has been tried and tested on He Ermeng.

"Probably means..." He Ermeng hesitated, "If you don't like it, break up early, your family is not a hotel and you can't stay for free all the time, and our family can afford it." The latter sentence, he almost said quickly over.

In the end, Quan Zhilong praised unhurriedly: "You are a bit like rap now, you can try it next time." That's what he said, a bit offensive.

Quan Zhilong hung up the phone, speechless, but He Ercheng hadn't arrived home yet, and was also worried about what happened to her on the way, so while making phone calls to acquainted friends, she walked along the road to find her.

Quan Zhilong looked at the time above, it seemed that 15 minutes had passed, and all the friends he knew had no news of her, and when she was worried, she staggered and appeared in the field of vision.

"He Ercheng, you..." He trotted over, only to see her sweating profusely, with an aggrieved face, not saying a word, and dragging her pace, really wanting to scold her a little bit, "You Why don't you take a taxi, it won't be..."

"Save money." She was clearly about to cry, but she stubbornly said these two words.

"Why do you turn off the phone when I call you? You can't torment yourself when you're angry with me, and don't check what time it is?" Quan Zhilong asked, grabbing her arm.

"The phone is out of battery." He Ercheng covered his eyes aggrievedly, his crying tone was like torturing him.

Quan Zhilong lowered his tone, and said softly: "I'm just asking about the phone call, I don't mean to blame you, and the one you saw in the bar was my colleague, it's really just a bad mood, I'm afraid you might misunderstand. That's right, so you won't be angry after I explain it, Ang."

I wanted to make her happy, wipe her tears, and speak well, so she would understand. "I carried you on my back and walked such a long way."

But He Ercheng pushed his hand away: "No need."

But the performance didn't last long after all. When she was about to reach the door of the house, she sat on the ground, hammered her legs, and bit her lower lip while crying.

I got cramps.

Finally, I got the resistance from the body's instinct. Who told her that she doesn't usually exercise? Moreover, according to her level, she is severely deficient in calcium. How many calories have been burned after walking for more than 3 hours, and it is so hot? day.

Quan Zhilong opened the door, carried her in, and put her on the sofa. Seeing her in pain, she straightened her legs on the sofa. The random massage couldn't relieve her, and she stood up and sat down again.

"Don't move." Quan Zhilong pressed her leg and found the acupuncture point. He saw that the staff had emergency treatment in this area before, so he naturally learned a little bit, "I wanted to teach you how to swim, but this summer I I'm too busy, I don't even have time to accompany you. Now I've been walking for more than 3 hours. How can I learn to swim? I haven't learned how to swim yet. I get cramps after a little exercise. It seems that you don't have to get out of bed tomorrow. The leg will be useless, and it won't feel like your own."

He Ercheng didn't talk nonsense with him, let alone want to talk to him about the problem outside just now.

Yes, she walked back, that's right, but her phone ran out of battery halfway, and he called the phone to turn it off, and the rest of the lights could have been turned on.

But for more than 3 hours, he should have come out to look for her an hour after he got home, but he didn't wait halfway.

It’s not really about saving money, it’s just that today I don’t bring anything except my mobile phone, and even the things I buy are paid for by the mobile phone, and the mobile phone turns off automatically, which is equivalent to a beggar with no money.

"Is it better?" Quan Zhilong saw that she finally stopped crying and probably felt better, so he asked.

He Ercheng nodded, retracted his legs, took off his shoes, and went upstairs barefoot.

Quan Zhilong guessed that he might still be angry, so he didn't bother to talk to him, and went upstairs after tidying up below.

She was drying her wet hair wrapped in a bath towel, and her water-stained footprints were all over the room.

Only then did Quan Zhilong discover that He Ercheng had cut his hair short at some point, and he didn't even notice it when he looked closely at the bar just now.

Years ago, when they first started dating, she still hated her short hair and continued to grow it. Later, she took off the wig because it was inconvenient.

However, her short hair looks pretty good, and with the broken hair on her forehead, she is also soft and cute.

From the wet eyelashes, it can be clearly seen that even after taking a bath, she is still crying, pouting her mouth in anger, so cute that she wants to take a bite.

He wiped off the footprints on the ground with a mop, found another comfortable cotton pajamas, and pulled the wrapped bath towel: "Change into pajamas, take a hot bath, and have a good sleep. It will take at least two days to recover." .”

When he was about to take off the bath towel, He Ercheng turned off the hair dryer and held it tightly, but refused to let it go.

Quan Zhilong smiled awkwardly: "Why, it's not that I haven't seen it before, I'm still shy now. After putting it on, I'll give you a massage, at least you can sleep comfortably at night."

She still didn't speak, and she didn't even look at him, whether she was angry or wanted him to do something without saying anything, just holding on to him.

Quan Zhilong directly snatched the hair dryer in her hand with his hand, threw it on the counter and made a crisp collision sound, the smile and strength were not a joke, he took away the grasping and persistent hand, and simply and roughly ripped it off. , and put it on according to his ideas.

The whole process is manipulated like a puppet.

She fell heavily on the bed, but still couldn't help crying silently, and tried her best to cover her eyes so as not to be seen.

"He Ercheng, it's getting late. I don't want to argue with you at such a late hour. I'm also very tired. If you didn't come back so late, I would have already rested by now." Quan Zhilong It's so unpredictable, what exactly does she want him to do?

If it was before, even if she wanted to have an interesting quarrel, she could give a lot of reasons and find excuses to go directly to the script.

But I really don't like the way she keeps silent.

Yes, now it seems that there is something wrong with it, which makes her feel uncomfortable and solve it by crying, but if she doesn't say anything, she can guess when...

"Then why don't you keep crying? Tell me after crying." Quan Zhilong simply ignored it, went directly into the shower room, and locked the door.

When she came out again, she was already quiet, the same as before, lying on the quilt.

He turned off the lights in the room, leaving only the lamp by the bed.

Pulling out a tissue, I found that the tears had dried up, leaving only traces of crying.

Quan Zhilong still patiently hugged her, who was already in a deep sleep, and moved the seat, and removed the quilt from under her.

It's a journey of more than 3 hours. That's not a short walk. Even if I fall asleep, I can still raise my legs unconsciously, and I will twitch from time to time.

He said he was very tired and it was getting late, but he still thought about it and massaged his hair before it was dry, otherwise he would really continue to have cramps tomorrow.

After pressing it for more than half an hour, when he was really sleepy, he could only lie down, but when he lay down, his mind was full of her grievance and crying.

Why is it?

I haven’t seen her for a long time, and I miss her very much. Every day when I’m not in Seoul, I have to rely on videos to watch, or share her day’s time. Although I’m just writing a book, the schedule is full. Compared with him, the daytime is basically They were all outside, to meet people and fields he had never heard of.

He turned sideways, holding those dexterous hands, really, in her hands, everything became so beautiful and delicious.

"Is it because I haven't kissed for a long time?" Quan Zhilong thought of this when he looked at it, is it this?

He leaned over and kissed her forehead.

She scratched the itch unconsciously, then turned her face sideways.

So he pinched his chin with his hand, and when he gently moved towards him, he confirmed that he was still asleep, very deep.

So, instead of pretending to sleep.

So, he leaned closer and kissed his lips, and couldn't help but kiss deeper and deeper, even more greedily taking in the lingering fragrance, his fingertips resting on his jaw.

After a long time, he found that she also responded to him from time to time, but it was like a hallucination, faintly visible.

When he left his lips, he found that she seemed to be just having a dream, she was still asleep, and it seemed that his actions could not wake her up from her dream at this time.

She turned around, her back to him.

But Quan Zhilong insisted on putting his arms through her neck, and grabbed her hard, letting her lean on her body, the seat closest to her heart.He turned off the last light with his backhand.