[Korean Entertainment Nichkhun] The male god strikes

The author has something to say: In the recent chapters, Song Qian's appearances have increased, and Nichkhun has started to take action. ~...

The distance between Nichkhun's residence and Song Qian's apartment was not too far. In the middle of the night, there were very few vehicles on the road.

With a smile on his face, but a cold heart, Nichkhun bowed down to thank the two seniors who landed in the car window, "Thank you for your trouble, senior."

Back in the dormitory, feeling the warm temperature in the room with his cold body, he wiped off the camouflage on his face in front of the mirror, Nichkhun slapped his butt on the sofa, holding the pillow beside him in his arms, silently watching Junhao in a daze .

During this time, Junhao strictly followed Lin Zhun's instructions, taking a few hours a day to slowly open up the muscles in his injured leg.Looking at Nichkhun who came back without saying a word, Junhao asked curiously while doing exercises: "Brother, are you unhappy?"

With a muffled voice, Nichkhun nodded and admitted.Every time he met Song Qian and separated, Nichkhun's mood would turn from sunny to cloudy.

Junhao has seen Nichkun in such a situation a few times before, and Junhao has no intention of persuading him who is already deeply in love.What's the use of persuasion, unless you get married, but can you?cannot.

Lying on the sofa hugging the pillow with no energy, Nichkhun's mood has been lost since the separation. He values ​​family, but he obviously hates it but has to face every separation and the pain of missing each other for a long time.

Thinking about the remaining two days, Nichkhun lazily stood up and walked upstairs, looking at the suitcase in the room, his eyes were dim, as if he wanted to see the sky full of stars but there was no star in the sky, which made people feel unbearable. See.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Nichkhun wiped the drops of water from his hair in a daze, but an idea came to his mind.This idea had flashed before him, but he put it behind him due to his busy schedule and car accident.But now, the idea flashed again, and slowly took root in his mind, making Nichkhun a little eager to move.

Opening the locked drawer, Nichkhun took out a stack of papers and went back to the bed again, spreading out the top few sheets on the bed one by one.There are only traces left by pencils on the white drawing paper, and it can be seen at a glance that it is a design draft.

Nichkhun has seen it on the Internet, and many fans have a thorough understanding of the ring he took out when he knelt down on one knee to propose in the wedding photo shoot in "We Got Married", the brand, address and price, etc. .

Perhaps, very few people had the ring designed by him, and it was finally worn on Song Qian's ring finger.

That ring, as the fans guessed, was not a sponsorship, but the only ring in the world that he handed over the design draft to the other party and repeatedly explained.Perhaps, except for a few people, few people know that the swallowtail wedding dress Song Qian wore at the wedding was designed by a famous designer he invited.

After the show ended, everything was returned to the show crew, except the ring, and the main ring and one of the surrounding rings of that ring were with Song Qian, and the other was with him.The popular wedding dress was sent back to Nichkhun's home in Thailand after the show.

Lighting the incense to calm the ripples in his heart, Nichkhun took the pencil and drew patterns back and forth on the paper.In the quiet room, only the incense exudes a soothing aroma, and I stare intently at the white paper in my hand.

Before falling asleep, Nichkhun said to Song Qian, "Would you like to spend your whole life listening to those words that have not been told to you?"

Concealed words can only be said by Nichkhun, who is good at detours. Song Qian's nerves in a state of confusion were instantly awake because of this sentence. After thinking for a long time, she replied in the same way, "'event' black hole, do you want to be like this forever? continue?"

Time passed by little by little, and the sky slowly brightened.Nichkhun went to the window and stretched out his hand to open the curtains. Someone downstairs in the community had already started exercising, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curled up, indicating that he was in a good mood for the day.After grooming, put the last item in the suitcase and zip it up, and put the notebook on the desk into the backpack, before Nichkhun opened the door.

In the early morning, when several people in the dormitory were still sound asleep, the door of the bedroom on the second floor stairway opened, and Nichkhun carried the suitcase down the stairs carefully without making any noise.When passing the living room, I looked at the quilt that fell on the floor, looked helplessly at Cansheng who was sleeping soundly, stepped forward lightly, bent down to pick up the quilt and covered him, and then walked to the entrance to change. Xie walked out of the apartment with a suitcase.

Nichkhun’s decision to go back to China was only told to the team members and manager Xu Minzai before going to bed last night, and Xu Minzai rejected it. Xu Minzai wanted to send him to the airport. Facing the rising sun in the morning, Nichkhun pulled his luggage and raised his hand. Haul a taxi on the side of the street.

After putting the luggage into the rear compartment, Nichkhun sat in the back seat and said hello politely before reporting the address.The taxi gradually drove away, and Nichkhun who was sitting in the car didn't know that the black car on the other side of the street was following their speed, far behind.

Along the way, Nichkhun leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes to rest his mind. The uncle driver didn't recognize who the guest was at first.After looking in the rearview mirror for a few times, it took a while to realize that this is the "male god Nichkhun" that the daughter of the family chanted every day, and the enthusiasm in his eyes was about to melt Nichkhun.

According to the place name reported by Nichkhun, he bought two cups of hot drinks from the car restaurant, and Nichkhun handed one of them to the front seat.The uncle driver was flattered to take the drink, and said again and again, "It's really kind."

Nichkun had a late rest last night, and went out again in the morning, obviously not in good spirits, with tiredness between his brows.He took a sip of the hot drink in the cup, letting the warmth fill his body.Looking down at a certain boring work in the notebook in his hand, it's not that he didn't notice the uncle driver's eyes fixed on him from time to time, many times, but Nikhun got used to it.

On the way, the driver uncle didn't bother Nichkhun excitedly, until he drove into the airport, Nichkhun handed over the money in his hand to the driver uncle, and he heard the uncle say with some uncertainty in his tone: "Give me a signature Bar."

Nichkun nodded with a smile, took the white paper and ballpoint pen handed over, signed his name on the white paper with a few strokes, and said respectfully to the uncle before getting out of the car: "Thanks for your hard work."

Without his manager or staff following him, Nichkhun walked into the airport alone. His casual attire seemed to cover up the star's brilliance, and his black-rimmed eyes blocked the eyes of everyone who wanted to find out.Go through the formalities silently, walk quietly to the shopping area of ​​the airport, a glass of milk and bread to fill your hungry stomach.

Because of the heavy rain in Thailand, the plane was slightly delayed. The manager in Thailand took the luggage from his hands. Nichkhun sat in the car and rubbed the corners of his tired eyes. After a while, he asked, "Brother, what do you think about marriage?"

The manager glanced at Nichkhun, who was not active in the back seat, and touched his chin with interest, "Want to get married?"