[Korean Entertainment] boring girlfriend

Rain always comes unexpectedly.

It took only a few minutes from the black and quiet night to the violent storm, thunder, thunder and lightning. Quan Zhilong just arrived at the door. He didn't bring an umbrella and was wearing thin clothes. Because the wind was too strong, the eaves couldn't block the rain at all, and the raindrops were covered. When the blow hit him, he took out his phone and wanted to call Zhen Xing, but within a few seconds, the screen was covered with water droplets.

He wiped it casually with his sleeve, and then called Zhen Xing, but no one answered, and after 40 seconds of waiting, the phone hung up automatically.

At this time, there was lightning and thunder in the sky. He was not prepared. He was startled by the thunder. He looked up at the scene of the storm, feeling a little depressed and helpless in his heart. He turned around and looked at the combination lock. After a few seconds, he entered It's my own birthday, no.

Makoto's birthday, no.

Anniversary of first meeting?Nor is it.

Quan Zhilong became more and more annoyed, and couldn't help muttering, "Why did she change the password?"

This is really weird, Zhen Xing suddenly changed the password, and now I can't even get in, and I don't have an umbrella...

Quan Zhilong continued to call Zhenxing, but still no one answered. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and Zhenxing would never fail to contact him in the past.

Ever since she was suspected of cheating, life seems to have become a mess, she has become very strange, and there is no romantic atmosphere between the two of them. Quan Zhilong knows that he has done something wrong, but he has some complaints in his heart, and he can't help but think about it. , How could Zhenxing become so stingy, she was not such a person before.

He also self-righteously feels that on the scale of love, he is the one with more weight.

Bean-sized raindrops crackled on the ground, making a crisp sound, and the lightning flashed continuously. Quan Zhilong leaned against the corner by the door and looked at the rainy night ahead. The phone was still dialing Zhenxing, but no one answered. The clothes on my body were all wet, and the wetness stuck to my skin, making me feel very uncomfortable.

This kind of annoying rainy night reminded him instantly of how he felt downstairs in Jin Zhener many years ago. The same heavy rain was pouring, the same was at the door of the loved one, and the same couldn't get in. That time he waited for five years. It's just funny that I finally found out that it wasn't Kim Jin Ah's home, it was just an address she casually mentioned.

That was the first time he failed in his life, and since then he has always been in the world of women. He always felt that it was impossible for him to taste that kind of feeling again, but he did not expect to experience it again today.

It was still raining, and Quan Zhilong didn't know how long it took to recover from his thoughts, but he felt his legs were a little stiff. He raised his hand and looked at his phone. It was one o'clock in the morning, and Zhen Xing hadn't come back yet. Been waiting here for almost an hour.

Compared to Zhenxing not being able to get in touch, he was even more surprised that he didn't want to leave, and wanted to stubbornly wait until Zhenxing came back, as if waiting for her would fulfill the disappointment many years ago.

He doesn't love Jin Zhen'er anymore, but that kind of failure has been engraved deep in his soul, which makes him hate waiting and being passive. He seems to be a perfect boyfriend, but he never puts weight on the balance of his love, and he only wants to make himself Be the one to be loved.

To put it bluntly, he is selfish. He only wants to absorb love to enrich his soul, but he is unwilling to give his true feelings. He is dedicated to being a deserter in love.

The second he saw Zhen Xing, Quan Zhilong almost ran over, he didn't care how heavy the rain was, he just rushed over and hugged Zhen Xing, his turbulent heart gradually settled down, he didn't even ask Zhen Xing first Where did Xing go, but she said cowardly and incompetently: "You're back——"

It is not the complaint of "why did you come back", but the joy and humbleness of "you are back".

On this rainy night, his anger and irritability were gradually worn away by the raindrops, and the proud self-esteem in his heart was blown away by the cold wind. This night, which was too similar to many years ago, gradually made him lose his pride. Abandoned inferiority complex.

A man is the simplest intuitive animal. He may not want to admit that he is not the one to be loved, but his intuition has already responded. He seems to have grasped the emotional direction, but in fact he is already a marionette. His worries, fears, fears It's all in this hug.

Zhenxing held the umbrella, and from a long distance, she could still see Li Zhengzai's villa next to her. The lights were dim, so there should be no one there.

Instead of hugging Quan Zhilong back, she gently pulled his hand away, then walked forward and asked, "Why are you here?"

This sentence was given to her by Quan Zhilong in the past, but she returned it now.

Quan Zhilong obviously did not expect her reply, hesitated for a few seconds, and replied, "I think I still want to explain what happened last time."

The man who An Ran was doing music in the past was thinking of apologizing when he realized something was wrong.

Zhen Xing turned her head to look at Quan Zhilong, saw that his clothes were mostly wet, he looked very embarrassed, the corners of his lips rose undetectably, and then walked forward, Quan Zhilong followed her closely, her umbrella was firmly attached Covered himself from the wind and rain, but Quan Zhilong got half of his body exposed outside and got wet.

After opening the door, Zhen Xing put away the umbrella, and said in a flat tone: "Go upstairs and take a shower, there are clothes in the closet, don't catch a cold."

Quan Zhilong, who didn't see the password clearly, froze for a few seconds, then nodded, but when he went upstairs, he always looked at Zhenxing unconsciously. He stepped up, only to see Zhenxing looking down at his phone, At this moment, the living room has not turned on the light, and the light from the mobile phone screen illuminates her appearance. She is looking at something, and seems to be smiling.

From the hug just now to the present, Quan Zhilong didn't feel the slightest concern from Zhenxing. She asked herself to take a bath, as if she just wanted to distract herself, and didn't really care about her illness.

Quan Zhilong felt inexplicably uneasy and bitter in his heart, he even felt that he...

I feel a little humbled.

He took a bath full of thoughts, and then went downstairs to find Zhenxing, but found that she was not there, only the mobile phone was on the coffee table in the living room. He looked at the mobile phone and felt that his lips were a little dry. He couldn't help licking it. Sneak a peek?

As soon as this idea came up, Quan Zhilong thought to himself, how could it be like this?If you do this yourself, don't you just not believe in Zhen Xing?

but……

His brain is still in a tug of war, trying to secretly look at his phone while loathing his own thoughts.

And he also had an inexplicable feeling that if he really went to peek, then he would really be doomed.

In the past, he didn't care what Zhen Xing was doing, but now he was so restless that he wanted to secretly look at his mobile phone. This kind of behavior of losing himself was really not his style. If he really did this, he would still be his ?Is it still Quan Zhilong who is not influenced by love?

These thoughts flashed through Quan Zhilong's mind, but this time he was still faster than his brain, following his instinct, he walked slowly to the coffee table, and glanced at the phone seemingly unintentionally. Prompt, but it flashed too fast, Quan Zhilong only saw the last sentence.

【He Zhengyu: I will pick you up tomorrow. 】

When Quan Zhilong was still thinking about what happened to Ha Zhengyu, the mobile phone in front of him was suddenly taken away. He was startled, and looked at Zhenxing pretending to be calm, only to realize that she also went to take a bath , wearing a bathrobe, she picked up the phone and replied the message directly, then looked up coldly, "Are you going to sleep here tonight?"

"Ah, um." Quan Zhilong was stunned for a moment before responding, thinking about the news about He Zhengyu just now, he finally couldn't help asking, "He Zhengyu looking for you?"

He was thinking, could it be that He Zhengyu wanted to take revenge when he found out that Zhen Xing had told him about cheating on him?

"Yeah." Zhen Xing replied simply, and glanced at Quan Zhilong's appearance, his expression was very cold, "Don't you come to see me and don't make preparations?"

Quan Zhilong was startled for a moment, then saw Zhenxing looking at his face and said: "I really hate the way you have a beard."

After speaking, she turned around and went upstairs.

Quan Zhilong was alone on the spot, his mind went blank for a few seconds, and then he raised his hand to touch his stubble. During this period of time, he really didn't clean up his appearance for writing songs, but before he was like this, Zhen Xing never Didn't say "hate".

His heart was a little depressed, he went to the bathroom silently, looked at himself, and looked at him carefully.

Because of staying up late during this time, I have dark circles under my eyes, stubble on my chin, and I look tired and unattractive.

He, who never cared what others thought, silently picked up the razor and began to shave.

He didn't go upstairs until after all this was done, but when he reached the door of Zhen Xing's room, he couldn't help hesitating, thinking how to appease Zhen Xing, she seemed to be very dissatisfied with herself, Quan Zhilong made up his mind After finishing the draft, he stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob, and turned it gently, and then he froze.

The door is locked.

Makoto locked him out of the door.

The shock Quan Zhilong received was comparable to Zhenxing's "hate" tonight. He turned around and went to the guest room almost in a panic, and then sat alone in the dark room, staring at the dark night in front of him in a daze, feeling bombarded in his heart. A wreck.

Zhen Xing, do you not love yourself anymore?

He couldn't help but think so.