[Korean Entertainment] boring girlfriend

Seven or eight sleeping pills disappeared overnight.

The red mark on the wrist remained for a full week.

Zhen Xing watched it change from the bright red blood color at the beginning to the light and traceless later.

She put the Cameo brooch next to her easel, reminding her all the time.

The cracks on the top of the girl's head on the relief are like her wounds.

In fact, she didn't use much strength, but the wound would hurt a little every time it got wet.

After retiring from the army, except for the first few days, Quan Zhilong stayed by Jinxing's side like a boyfriend, and the following days were no different from his service period.

I don't know where I am, I don't know what I'm doing, and I don't know who I'm with.

As usual, Zhen Xing sent a message to care about him once a day, and he would reply, but it seemed like jet lag, disappearing during the day and haunting at night.

The relationship between her and Song Minhao is getting closer, and her inspiration for Blue Rose is getting more and more abundant.

God created the world in seven days, and she painted the rose in seven days.

It's just that I was almost heartbroken.

So she started to go hot and cold, and became elusive, and stopped replying to Song Minhao's messages frequently.

When she became cold, Song Minho became more enthusiastic, aggressive enough to bore her.

She started to try to draw a black mandala again, but no matter how many thoughts she had in her mind, the moment the brush was drawn down, everything felt wrong, so she scrapped it again and again.

When Zhen Xingdi wanted to destroy the drawing paper for countless times, Quan Zhilong updated his ins.

When Ins pushed the news of special concern, the annoying voice made her bite her molars impatiently. After a few seconds, she restrained the urge to tear everything up. She slowly put down the brush and picked up the phone to check.

The man didn't know where to watch the sunset, so he took several photos of the sunset and sent them out in a good mood.

Zhenxing looked at the third orange-red Huoshaoyun, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the photos she had seen before quickly flashed through her mind, so she opened another person's ins from her memory, and found the same model within a few minutes Sunset afterglow map.

She couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth, without any emotion in her heart.

If it wasn't for the black mandala, I couldn't draw it...

Forget it, it's time to try other flowers.

Zhenxing took out her mobile phone, flipped through the address book casually, and scanned the names one after another.

While she was thinking, ins pushed another message, but this time it was not Quan Zhilong.

[@longlive□□dc liked your picture]

Zhen Xing clicked into the content he liked, and found that he liked his last ins, which was the picture of the broken blue rose.

She hasn't updated her ins after Quan Zhilong's discharge from the army, and stayed on the sad picture. During this time, some people cared about her in the comments, guessing why she didn't update. Zhenxing didn't reply, just any It's up to them to ferment the idea of ​​breaking up.

Originally, she was still thinking about who to contact, but now she doesn't have to worry about it, someone made the choice for her.

Thinking of this, she suddenly thought of Yu Zhihao. The filming of the last commercial was not finished yet. If there were no accidents, they would meet in a few days. Now that the painting is finished, there is no need to meet again. It doesn't matter if it is embarrassing or not. It's just that the man is so difficult to deal with, it's better to break it up.

Zhen Xing took out her mobile phone and dialed Yu Zhihao's number, and the other side was connected immediately after a ring, and then the man's voice was pretending to be calm, "Why do you want me?"

"I'm going to shoot an advertisement in a few days, and it's inconvenient for Party B to refuse. You can find a reason to change to a photographer." Zhen Xing said calmly.

Sure enough, the man on the opposite side was not angry, and said almost gnashing his teeth, "Don't even think about it."

Zhen Xing frowned slightly, "Since you hate me so much, I think it's better not to face you."

"When did I say I hated you?" Yu Zhihao asked back.

"I feel it now." Zhen Xing said, she was too lazy to bother, and simply said indirectly: "Then just pretend that I don't want to see you, that's it."

She hung up the phone directly without giving Yu Zhihao a chance. Yu Zhihao on the other end of the phone was so angry that he smashed the phone towards the sofa. With a sound, Quan Ge on the side watched Yu Zhihao's collapsed appearance clutching his hair, and picked up the phone speechlessly, only to see that there were a few cracks on the originally intact screen, and he put the phone beside Yu Zhihao , asked, "Her?"

Yu Zhihao was unwilling to answer, and pulled down his hat to avoid Quan Ge's gaze, but his aura was very suppressed.

Quan Ge found it funny, sat on the sofa, and kicked Yu Zhihao's leg with his toe, "A while ago you were so angry that you said you dumped her, why are you so angry now?"

"I—" Yu Zhihao looked up at him, his eyes were red, and he looked as if he had been hurt. His words were full of resentment and resentment, but also traces of love, "I'm not reconciled."

These four words are enough to be worth a thousand words.

Love and hate are intertwined and inseparable.

The dim dance floor was full of smoke. In order to create an atmosphere, the club put too much dry ice, which made the scene look like a thick fog.

The deafening music buried countless heartbreaking voices. Men and women danced close together, and the physical contact made the atmosphere more and more enthusiastic.

Lee Soo Hyuk stood on the second floor and looked down. He was wearing a black shirt with the neckline open, showing his faintly visible abdominal muscles, and holding a glass of wine in his hand.

Among countless people, he was still able to see where Zhenxing was at a glance. When he saw her hitting the target accurately, Lee Soo-hyuk drank the wine in one gulp, and for the first time, a look of disappointment appeared on his haughty and indifferent face. Expression, but this emotion is fleeting.

"I'm sorry—" Zheng Jishi was stunned as soon as he finished speaking. He looked at the woman in front of him, and it took a few seconds to recognize that it was Zhen Xing.

Compared with the last time we met, she was wearing a champagne-colored shiny satin suspender dress today, with a large area of ​​bare chest. Zheng Jishi looked down from the top at this moment, and he could see the deep gully at a glance, plump and fair. She was particularly conspicuous in the dim environment, her face was flushed, her eyes were clouded and unfocused, she looked like she was drunk.

Because she was dressed too boldly this time, Zheng Jishi almost didn't dare to recognize her.

He glanced left and right, but he didn't find Quan Zhilong. He just wanted to ask Zhenxing, but he saw her bumping forward, and was rubbed on the shoulder by several men viciously. What worried Zheng Jishi even more was, Her dress was still designed with an open back, the back was empty, and the hem was slit. The men around her were all looking at her vaguely, as if they were waiting to eat her up.

He was really worried in his heart, stepped forward to hold Zhen Xing, and shouted in a low voice, "Zhen Xing."

The drunk woman frowned and looked at him, then forcibly pulled out her hand. Although she was sane, she obviously didn't want to be recognized, so she just said sullenly, "No, no."

As soon as she was about to leave, she was bumped by someone next to her. Zheng Jishi immediately reached out to hold her to prevent her from falling. The two of them were tightly attached to each other, and he could still feel the soft touch of the pair of little rabbits against his body. , the skin under the palm is even more delicate and smooth, like a fine silk.

Zheng Jishi's heart skipped a beat, he could ignore the touch of his body, hugged Zhen Xing forcefully, and then led her out of the dance floor, but after going out, it seemed that they were misunderstood by the security guards, and they took the initiative to give way to the hotel.

This club is directly connected to the hotel next door, and this kind of one-night stand often happens, and there are many artists among them, so it is not surprising that Zheng Jishi took a woman.

Zheng Jishi looked down at Zhenxing, and his eyes were covered with snow. He quickly shifted his gaze to Zhenxing's face, and asked in a low voice, "Where is your home? I will take you back?"

"I don't—" Zhenxing resisted a little when she heard this sentence, and looked up at Zheng Jishi, her eyes were covered with water vapor, as if she would cry in a second, "I don't want to go home."

Zheng Jishi was a little embarrassed. At this time, Zhenxing walked forward by herself. Although she was not strong, Zheng Jishi was afraid that something would happen to her, so he had to go along with her.

This hotel has a high degree of privacy, and it cooperates with the club, so there are no staff inside. After entering, you can choose the room directly. Zhen Xing stood in front of the room with the house number [8], knocked hard on the empty room, and shouted Said, "Quan Zhi—"

Zheng Jishi didn't know what she was going to do at first, but when he heard her shouting loudly, he immediately covered her mouth with his hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't shout, there is no one in this room."

"No one..." Zhenxing murmured, "Nonsense, I clearly saw that guy."

Zheng Jishi looked at her aggrieved expression, and immediately remembered the scene of the last meeting, and the bloody story in his heart was immediately complete. It seems that she bumped into it here...

He couldn't bear to continue to hurt Zhen Xing, and seeing her lying on the door looking in, he opened the door directly, looked at the empty room and said to her, "There is really no one...or you can rest here."

Zhenxing's tears fell instantly, and she murmured, "He ran away."

Zheng Jishi was silent, he found himself talking to Zhen Xing, she was completely thinking according to his own thoughts, he helped Zhen Xing to the bed, put her head down carefully with his hands, just about to get up, She grabbed the neckline suddenly, Zheng Jishi couldn't get up, and the two were forced to look at each other, then he saw a trace of hatred on Zhenxing's confused face, and then looked at himself, and then, she gently Lah, the two kissed together.

A drunk woman doesn't have much strength, and the power to pull her neckline is not as strong as a cat's scratching, but when Zheng Jishi looked at her pair of sad eyes, he suddenly lost the ability to resist.

When he touched Zhen Xing's soft lips, he didn't move for a long time, with complicated emotions in his heart. Just as he was struggling, he suddenly felt the wet tip of his tongue gently licking his lips, and his brain slammed, As if something collapsed, then he reached out to touch Makoto's face, and responded to her forcefully, as if to make her remember who she really was.

There was a hint of rust in the mouths of the two, and Zheng Jishi seemed to want to use pain to remind Zhen Xing of who he really was.

He looked at Zhen Xing's sinking face, separated slightly, and the ambiguous silver thread was drawn between the two lips, which soon broke and dissipated. He stared at Zhen Xing's face, and when he touched her dissatisfied eyes, he asked, "Do you remember who I am?"

Zhen Xing tilted her head slightly, her short skirt could no longer conceal the beauty of spring, Zheng Jishi had a panoramic view of everything, she licked her broken lips, her eyes were a little sober, and she murmured, "Ji Shi——"

Zheng Jishi was taken aback for a moment, then the corners of his lips raised slightly, he stretched out his hand to caress Zhenxing's face, rubbed her lips lightly, and murmured, "I'm not a gentleman, I will give you one last chance to regret it."

At this time, he was standing on top of Zhen Xing, with his left leg between her two legs. With these words, his left leg slightly bent upwards, and bumped into that place ambiguously.

Makoto didn't speak, but reached out to hug him instead of answering

The author has something to say:

I know I really want to see a breakup, but it's not good to break up now. Obviously, Quan Zhilong has not really fallen in love with Zhenxing. , and then give him a heavy blow from the green cloud covering the sky, and then shake him off, this is revenge.