[Korean Entertainment] boring girlfriend

"It is foolish to build happiness on the foundation of the human heart;

Love or beauty, neither can escape the fate of disillusionment,

The final outcome is always thrown into the basket of oblivion,

Give it back to eternity! "

——The 49th Confession of "The Flower of Evil"

— Baudelaire

He Zhengyu didn't expect that he would see Zhenxing again soon.

The woman stretched out her hand. On her slender and white wrist was a valuable watch. He Zhengyu recognized it at a glance. It was the one she wore last time, but she bought a female model.

With a polite smile on her face, "Hello, Zhenxing."

He Zhengyu paused for a second, reached out to hold her, stared into her eyes, "Hello, He Zhengyu."

"He Zhengyu xi, I'm a photographer, please take care of me for the next filming."

"You're welcome." He Zhengyu whispered, his eyes never leaving Zhenxing's face.

The woman on the opposite side didn't seem to notice his carefully scrutinizing eyes, but took the camera and started to prepare.

He Zhengyu was sitting on the white sofa, looking at Zhenxing's direction. His black hair was deliberately arranged into a messy look, with a few strands of hair hanging down in front of his forehead. With a black top, he looked a bit wild. tame.

Zhen Xing was wearing apricot-colored high-heeled shoes. At this moment, she dragged off her jacket for the shooting, revealing a long dress, her figure was undoubtedly revealed.

"Please look here." Makoto shouted, her elbows were resting on the table, her legs were kneeling on the soft cushion, her full chest was against the edge of the table, and the knitted skirt wrapped her tightly, But this feeling of not being able to see half of the skin, but clearly outlining the body line, makes people feel distracted.

He Zhengyu looked at her camera, his eyes inevitably touched her upper body, but his expression remained unmoved, still staring at the camera.

"Can you change your position? Change your hands." Makoto said.

The man leaned on the sofa, resting his forehead with one hand, and covering his lips with the other, revealing his watch.

Zhen Xing took a few photos in a row, and then called a stylist to help Ha Zhengyu adjust the buttons on his neckline, revealing the white inner lining. During the adjustment process, Zhen Xing turned the camera and asked, " He Zhengyuxi, maybe, can I laugh a bit later?"

He Zhengyu was slightly stunned, and was a little confused when he saw Zhenxing walking over.

She seemed to be looking at the camera intently, completely oblivious to the fact that there was a tool in front of the sofa, kicked it up, and then frowned in pain, a little unsteady.

He Zhengyu was right in front of her, and immediately stretched out his hand to support her arm, and firmly grasped her arm with his big hand, because she was too thin, there was still enough to hold her arm.

The dark hands set off against the fair skin, making her appear as white as snow.

"Thank you." Makoto frowned, she tried to stand up again, but just as she stepped on the ground, she bit her lip in pain.

"Why don't you take a look first?" He Zhengyu asked.

From his angle, he happened to be able to see Makoto biting her lip in pain.

Zhen Xing shook her head, stepped on the ground again lightly, then looked up at He Zhengyu, forced a smile, "It's okay, let's work first."

She waved to the worried staff next to her, signaling that she was fine.

He Zhengyu stopped persuading her, and saw that even if he persuaded her, it was useless. He stood by Zhenxing's side, never let go of his hand, and still held her arm, helping her bear most of the strength. Zhenxing was grateful Then he pressed the camera with the other hand, showed him the photo, and said, "He Zhengyu xi, can you smile more later? The atmosphere in the previous photo seems too serious."

"Okay." He Zhengyu said.

"Well, then I'll leave it to you." Zhenxing raised her eyes to look at him, just now she had tears in her eyes because of the physical pain, but now her eyes are shining, she looks very pitiful.

"You're welcome……"

He Zhengyu was about to help Zhenxing over there, when he felt that she broke free, and then walked over as if nothing had happened, but every step landed on the heel first, and the slender high-heeled shoes looked very dangerous, as if they would fall in the next second. Unsteady and fall.

The subsequent filming went smoothly, and Ha Jung Woo showed a smile according to her request, making the atmosphere less serious.

After the photo was taken, Ha Zhengyu went to change his clothes first, and when he returned to the shooting scene, Zhenxing was no longer there. He looked at the place where Zhenxing was standing, and felt a little inexplicable in his heart.

The goodbye last time came so fast that he thought it was all arranged by Zhenxing with the hand of God, but even when she knocked her foot, she wondered if it was intentional, but she The action is natural, if it is really acting, this acting skill is really inferior to being an actor.

More importantly, if it was acting, why did I leave first, and why is it necessary to be close to me when acting in these scenes.

He Zhengyu didn't notice that his head was full of real apricots, and he wondered what her actions were for, and his heart was full of curiosity.

He arrived at the underground garage alone, and was about to drive away, but saw a familiar figure standing at the exit of the parking lot not far away. The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and then he walked up to Zhen Xing, "Is there anything I can do to help?" ?”

Zhen Xing, whose back was turned to him, seemed to be taken aback, clutching her chest and turning her head, she was relieved when she saw it was him, "What a coincidence, He Zhengyu xi. I'm waiting for the substitute driver, but...it seems that no one is there now Orders……"

She showed He Zhengyu the page on her mobile phone, and it showed that she had waited for 5 minutes, and there were too many people in line, so she still had to wait.

He Zhengyu glanced at it, didn't continue to look, and asked, "Why don't you get in the car and wait?"

"No signal..." Zhen Xing smiled wryly, "The signal was cut off as soon as I passed by."

He Zhengyu was silent, there was indeed no signal here, as soon as he entered the parking lot, there was no internet.He glanced at Zhen Xing's feet and asked, "Do you need me to see you?"

"Do not--"

"Take it as a reward for the last art exhibition. I invited you to eat steak because of that story. I heard a lot of interesting stories from you in the art exhibition." He Zhengyu interrupted Zhen Xing, staring at She has an undeniable look in her eyes.

Zhen Xing looked at him, hesitated for a few seconds, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll trouble you."

They got into Zhenxing's car, and Ha Zhengyu drove. As for his own car, he notified his assistant to come and drive away. Zhenxing felt very embarrassed at first, but Ha Zhengyu said that the assistant was here, but he hadn't come to the parking lot. , Zhen Xing didn't say anything.

When she arrived downstairs at Zhenxing's house, Zhenxing asked tentatively, "Do you want to go up and have a cup of tea?"

"Okay." He Zhengyu responded readily.

He got out of the car first, then walked around to the co-pilot to help Zhen Xing open the car door, and helped her hand to get out of the car. Zhen Xing was inconvenient to move, so he didn't refuse, and he helped him go home. After entering the house, Zhen Xing He took off his shoes to reveal the bumped toes. Although he was wearing blue nail polish, it was obvious that that toe was darker than the other toes.

"Look around casually, I'll make tea." Zhen Xing said, she limped to the table to pour water for He Zhengyu.

He Zhengyu looked at the decoration in the room. The whole room was dominated by warm colors, which made people feel very warm. There was a painter in front of the French window of the balcony, and there was an unfinished painting on it. He walked over curiously, Only then did he see clearly that a flower was drawn on the black drawing board.

Gray petals and black pistils, the background is deep and thick black, the flowers and the background are almost integrated, if you don’t look carefully, you will think it is a completely black picture, but it’s a pity that the lower part is not finished yet, there are faint lines of faces , but the paint on it is fresh, and it looks like the upper half has just been painted.

This painting always gave He Zhengyu an inexplicable sense of intimacy, as if he had seen it before.

"Drink water."

At this time, Makoto walked up to him, handed him the water glass, followed his eyes to look at the painting, and said with a smile, "I drew it this morning, and I received a call before I finished it. I'm going to shoot a magazine."

"Are you there temporarily?" He Zhengyu asked.

"Yeah, the original photographer seems to have encountered a car accident while traveling, but I didn't expect me to..." Zhenxing shook her head and joked, "Recently, our water is retrograde."

"It sounds more like I was unlucky." He Zhengyu said, looking at Zhenxing.

"How could it be. But today I really didn't expect that the subject of the photo would be He Zhengyu xi. I just said goodbye a few days ago. It's so fast, it's really unexpected."

He Zhengyu was a little curious, and asked, "Then your original goodbye was to..."

"Aren't you going to move to the art exhibition?" Zhen Xing said, looking at her own painting, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, "I originally planned to finish this painting and show it to you when I went to the art exhibition, paying tribute to your painting. "

He Zhengyu was slightly stunned, and looked at the painting again, only to realize that this painting was a bit like a certain painting he had drawn before, "Joker?"

"Well, it's a pity that you saw it before I finished the painting." Zhenxing said.

For so many years, this is the first time that He Zhengyu met a woman who knows so much about art and can draw the same type of paintings as himself. This type of painting is not exactly the same, but the feeling of this kind of painting... as if drawing by himself the same as...

He was a little curious in his heart, looked at Zhen Xing, and was about to ask, when suddenly, the doorbell rang.