To my dear Miss J [Korean]

Student days are the best time, there is not such a complicated social atmosphere, and there is no need to wear masks between people.

And, best of all, the occasional vacation.

Saturday and Sunday weekends.

Every year in mid-March, Jin Zhener's family will take the time to go to Jeju Island. In addition to visiting their grandparents who settled in Jeju Island, it is also to participate in the annual celebration-Jeju Cherry Blossom Festival.

Going to Jeju Island this time is also equivalent to a spring outing. There is a lot of food to be prepared along the way. Jin Zhener and Jin Mama have already started working on the things they need tomorrow in Seoul the night before.

"—Zizizi"

Smooth egg liquid was spread on the pan, and the fire was specially adjusted to a low heat. After a few minutes, the back of the egg skin was basically formed, and Jin Zhener carefully turned the egg skin over again.

Mother Jin was boxing the kimchi that she made some time ago, she glanced at Jin Zhen'er's direction, her eyes were more or less worried, "Are you ready?"

Jin Zhener nodded and said, "It's fine."

As she spoke, she brought a plate and was about to plate it.

Mother Jin hurriedly called her to stop, "Wait, let me see."

Jin Zhener turned off the fire first, then took a few steps back to give her the space, and said with a confident tone, "Don't worry, I can still support myself."

Mother Jin gave her a funny look and said nothing, whether it was really successful or not, you have to look closely to know.

The egg skin of the egg roll is very important. It must not be damaged and must remain fresh and tender. It will not taste good when it is fried.

The piece Jin Zhen'er fried, first of all, looks good on the outside, the skin is intact, and the bright yellow surface is still steaming.

Mother Jin gave Jin Zhener a thumbs up without being stingy at all. It is very good to be able to do this for the first time in cooking.

Jin Zhen'er just smiled on her face, it's really not her first time cooking.This is what she learned during the days when she was alone in the United States. At that time, because she was not used to American food, Kim Jin Ah had to try to cook by herself. I slept with a roommate from China, and with her help, Jin Zhener's cooking became smoother and smoother.

So, people still have to be forced. If you don’t force it, how will you know which step you can achieve in the end?

Jin Zhener took out the prepared seaweed slices, vegetables and steamed and cooled rice. The simple seaweed rice is also good.

Once upon a time, because of Han Changshi's tolerance, she didn't even enter the kitchen door, but now she chooses to wear an apron, not because of someone, but simply because she likes it.

It wasn't until nearly eleven o'clock in the evening that the two of them packed up the things they were going to take to Jeju Island tomorrow.

"—Hoo" Jin Zhener stretched her waist, covered her mouth and couldn't help yawning.She looked up at the clock hanging in the living room, no wonder she was so sleepy, it turned out that it was time to go to bed.

Mother Jin turned off the light in the kitchen, and as soon as she came to the living room, she saw Jin Zhener yawning and touching her face distressedly, "Sleepy?"

Jin Zhen'er half-closed her eyes and rubbed against Mother Jin's hand, warm and gentle palm, she murmured in a coquettish nasal voice, "Sleepy."

Mother Jin patted her on the back lightly, her eyes were full of tenderness.Jin Zhener has always been a very obedient and sensible child since she was a child. As parents, they never even had a chance to worry about her. The more they do this, the more they love her. Too much.

Quan Zhilong and his team successfully arrived in Shibuya, Japan within the appointed time.

The staff arranged a double room for them. Quan Zhilong walked into the room carrying his light luggage, followed closely by Yu Yongpei.

"—Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Quan Zhilong threw his luggage and lay down on the bed.

Yi Yongpei obviously got used to it, and he has long been accustomed to Quan Zhilong's occasional convulsions, silently packing his luggage.

Quan Zhilong felt a little wronged and ignored him, "Yong Pei."

"Yes." Yu Yongpei replied with a good temper.

Quan Zhilong sat up from the bed, pursed his lips tightly with an extra serious expression, "Am I naive?"

Yu Yongpei stopped packing his things, turned his eyes to Quan Zhilong, and as a straightforward by, he nodded decisively, "Yeah."

Quan Zhilong, "..." hiding under the blanket, crying!

After packing up his clothes, Yu Yongpei sat beside Quan Zhilong's bed, "Tell me, what's wrong?"

After being quiet for a while, Quan Zhilong tore off the quilt, hesitatingly deleted and deleted the conversation with Jin Zhener.

After listening to it, Yongpei lowered his head and pondered for a moment, "Actually, what she said is right, you are so young now, and you are busy making your debut, so your relationship will definitely be fruitless."

Quan Zhilong was silent for a long time, so why didn't he know what Yu Yongpei meant.Yes, he is too young, that is his capital and also his criticism, there are too many unknown things waiting for him in the future.

Can there be the word "future" between him and Jin Zhener?

It is said that people are easy to worry about gains and losses, but he has already started to be afraid of losing before he gets it...

The spring breeze is blowing, with the slight fragrance of early cherry blossoms, and the gray walls and green tiles look a bit crystal clear under the sunlight.

Spring in Jeju Island came extra early, and in just half an hour, Jin Jiner felt like a different season.

The sea in the distance is endless blue, and the fine sand in the lower part is so soft.

With a "click", Jin Zhen'er's eyebrows appeared in front of the camera, she gently swayed her limbs, stretched naturally, with a casual smile on her face.

"Grandma is calling you." Mother Jin put away the camera in satisfaction and put it back in Jin Zhener's hand.

Jin Jiner took the camera in her hand and smiled, then took off her brown sunglasses and hung them on her chest, "I'll go right away."

Jin Zhener's grandma was standing not far away, wearing a beige delicate traditional Hanbok, her long hair curled up high and her loving and soft eyes, it seemed that everything could be forgiven.

Jin Zhener trotted towards her with bare feet, raised the corner of her mouth and took her arm affectionately, "Grandma."

Grandma Jin patted her lightly and said softly, "Run slowly."

Jin Zhener bent down slightly and squinted her eyes.

Who doesn't love a coquettish temperament? Their family has never had a patriarchal idea. On the contrary, the girl holds it in her palm, "Grandma has prepared a lot of food that you like."

The old people seem to treat their granddaughters and grandchildren in the way of feeding, delicious, fun, and good-looking, all prepared for them in advance.

"Okay, okay." The elder didn't shirk his intentions, Jin Zhen'er kept smiling, and helped Grandma Jin walk into the house step by step.

In the evening, it rained suddenly on Jeju Island, like knitting drizzle, and scattered cherry blossom petals were falling under the trees.

If there is no accident tomorrow, the temperature may drop.

Mother Jin is arranging the clothes for going out for the spring tomorrow. Because of the rain, they may prepare more coats. If one accidentally catches a cold, it will be bad.

Mother Jin picked up a black box, pushed open the door of the room, came to the door of Jin Zhener's bedroom, and knocked lightly on the door, "Zhener, are you asleep?"

Jin Zhener was lying on the bed playing with her mobile phone, when she heard the voice, she quickly responded, "No."

Mother Jin handed her the box in her hand, "There is no air conditioner here, it will be cold when you sleep at night, remember to stick this."

Jin Zhener stretched her neck and looked at it. There were a few pieces of warm baby in the box. She had cold hands and feet since she was a child, and it became more obvious when the weather turned cold. "Well, thank you mom."

Mother Jin gently touched her face, folded the quilt beside her bed, "Go to bed early."

Jin Zhener nodded obediently, "You too."

After Jin's mother left, Jin Zhen'er tore off a corner of the warm baby she brought, and stuck it on the lower abdomen through the pajamas, and then covered it with a quilt, and it warmed up after a while, and the chill on her body disappeared seven or eight times. point.

The family is so careful that every little corner will be considered, and they support her all the time.This time, Jin Jiner doesn't want their peaceful life to be disturbed again because of her.

Jin Zhen'er turned on the phone, swiped y, and clicked into a person's page. The latest one on it was updated several hours ago today.

【Picture】Japan

Quan Zhilong's large y, certified as a YG trainee, only follows a few people on it, most of them are artists or staff members of the same company, so it can be regarded as an official public account.

And his trumpet is relatively low-key, it doesn't even have an avatar, it's clean, and Jin Zhener has clicked in to see it, and she is the only one who pays attention to it.

When I was thinking about it, a text message suddenly came over, saying what was coming.

"Good night."_Quan Zhilong

Jin Zhener glanced at the time subconsciously, and it was eleven o'clock in the evening. Jin Zhener always suspected that he had set the alarm clock to send it.

However, if he was in Japan...

"Why are you in a daze?" Yu Yongpei picked up some clothes and was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower, only to see Quan Zhilong holding the phone in a daze.

"Ah, it's nothing." Quan Zhilong lowered his head and coughed unnaturally. The clothes in Yongpei's hands reminded him of something, "Your hands should not touch the water, be careful."

Something went wrong at today's concert. Yongpei accidentally injured his hand because of a mistake in a backflip during the rehearsal. Although it was only a minor injury after treatment, we still have to pay attention.

"...I'm sorry." Because his mistake affected the concert, and the injury during the rehearsal more or less hindered the subsequent arrangements, and also affected the chance for the president to give them this performance.

Quan Zhilong gave him a consoling smile, although he was a bit regretful, but it wasn't all his fault, "It's okay, we'll just work harder next time."

Yu Yongpei let out a long sigh, and the sense of self-blame still couldn't go away, "I'm going to take a shower."

Quan Zhilong nodded and agreed.

He returned his gaze to the previous text message.