[Entertainment BTS] 100 confessions and 99 rejections

"I'm just fantasizing about it," I smiled sarcastically, "I just feel a little bored."

"Boring so many trips?" My brother stared back at me as if he had heard some joke, "Ah, if you really feel bored, go to the gym and exercise. I'm not talking about you. Are you gaining weight now?"

So, my agent is the scariest thing.

"What?" I panicked and threw away the snack bag in my hand, "Is there anything?"

"Yes." His incomparably certain look made me panic, "What did you just say? Stop at a fried rice cake shop?"

He pretended to forget everything and asked me again.

"No," I waved my hand and replied very politely, "Go directly to the gym, thank you."

The fitness instructor was very surprised and relieved that I came to him for the first time in the evening.

After all, exercising is not a very pleasant thing, and insisting on coming twice a week is already very remarkable.

I worked my ass off and sweated madly all night, and I was a little floaty when I came home.

"What's the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable?" Zheng Haoxi seemed a little worried when he saw my weak look during the video with me, "Hey Yigu, I'm abroad now and I can't come over right away..."

He looked at me with concern.

"Why do you have to come here right away, I'm fine," I thought funny, opened my eyes and glanced at him, "It's just that I exercised too much..."

I'm a little dizzy now.

What's more, you can't catch up now.

What are you talking about.

Angry.

"Have you eaten?" He was really worried about me, his tone became low, and he was not in the mood to start a fight with me, "Let's eat something."

He stopped smiling and looked at me without blinking.

There are two words written all over his face: worry.

"Let's eat later, I'll make some." Seeing him like this, he felt a little better, "Hey Yigu, who in Haoxi made you unhappy?"

I raised my eyebrows and looked at him with a smirk.

Ouch, why am I so indebted, if you make him unhappy, you'll be fine.

"What do you mean, don't make trouble," he scratched his brows and looked at me solemnly, "Don't do it, you are so tired and order food, or I can order for you, I can still do it."

"No," I shook my head, I have a choice, I may not like what you ordered, "I'll make it later... salad or something..."

Speaking of this, I have a lot of guilt, and I am better at salads.

But it's him, worried about me, and anxiously turning around, it's really cute.

It seems to be grabbing him for a kiss, but he is not around.

"Is this okay?" He said in a soft tone, "Don't worry me..."

He looked at me, still worried.

"I can put beef." I also stopped playing around and looked at him seriously, "I will eat well."

How can I make you worry, it must be uncomfortable.

"...so my manager drove me to the gym," I ate my own salad, and he watched me eat and listened to me on the other side of the screen.

I told him about my reasons for going to the gym.

"Your manager brother is really not joking," he said with a look of fuss, "he can coax you to go to the gym."

He knew that I was forced to do something, and he was generally unwilling to move.

"Why?" I glanced at him, "Although those who go now are not as diligent as before..."

Because I used to have less travel and more time.

Isn't it a daily fixed itinerary here?I will definitely go every day like before.

Well, actually, I used to be quite diligent.

Maybe I am old, worry about Sang.

"Although it's very happy to go out to play with the children." He should be in his room, and suddenly threw himself on the bed, the whole screen trembled, "But I really want to go back to Korea, I want to be with you..."

"Come back? What's the matter? Can't you play well?" I finished the salad and went to wash the dishes, but I didn't hear what he just said.

I lay on the bed after taking a shower, and he also lay on the bed.

Although there was a jet lag, he still chose to lie down with me.

"Are you tired?" He asked me in a low voice, as if he was right next to me.

Just as if.

"What do you think?" I turned over and hugged a pillow in my arms, "I'm crazy tired, but I'm happy."

"... I don't mind going to the club once in a while." After a pause of doubt, it was his slightly entangled duplicity.When I opened my eyes, it was his tangled look looking away.

"Yo, don't be angry," I smiled.

Because of him, I really can push everything.

"...Well," he still had this lovely tone, it was really cute to death.

Why are you so cute when you are one or two years younger than me? Is my taste too weird?

I hid my face on the pillow and grinned hard.

"I don't have time to go, and I don't want to go," I couldn't hold back anymore, and shouted at him with a smile.

It's better not to let him be so entangled, it will be bad if this idiot keeps thinking about it for a long time.

This guy with a cheerful appearance and a delicate heart is a gentle fool.

"...Really? Then don't go," he paused, the cheerful tone sounded again, and then the tone of secret joy, "Is it because of me?"

He held back a little excitement and looked at me.

"Yeah," I admitted with a straightforward nod, and looked at him with my head on my hands, "I really want to kiss you."

He looks so cute.

"Huh? What?" He looked cute in panic.

"I want to kiss you, but you're not here," I lost my energy and fell on the bed, "boring."

If I had known that falling in love with him would be such a pain, I wouldn't have talked about it!

joke!

"Hey Yigu, what should I do then?" He was also a little bit tangled up there, my god, why would he be tangled up in this? It's really laughable, "I can't come back right away, I still have a week..."

Why is his tangled expression so funny?

"Well," I didn't look at him, lay flat, looked at the ceiling, and listened to his babbling, "Do you know you have a problem with babbling?"

"Nagging?" He was immersed in his own thoughts, didn't expect me to interject this, and stared blankly at me.

"Well, it's not bad, just keep talking," I spread my hands, maybe he didn't see it, "No, sing for me."

I willfully made my request.

"What? Singing?" He froze, pointing at himself.

Because I let him sing but not rap.

"Well, let's sing," I rubbed my eyes, "I'll go to sleep after listening to your singing."

In fact, I was ready to be amused by his weird singing, but I didn't expect him to sing in a low voice seriously. Although I don't remember the words and hummed, although I was a little shy, I was surprised that I had never heard him sing seriously. up.

Well, not surprised, but moved.

"You should be the lead singer," I said seriously, and of course I was more moved.

But he seems to take it seriously. Every time he is asked who gave him such confidence, he is vague.Everywhere I went, I wanted to show off my vocal level, but in the end, of course, I was made fun of.

I can only look at the sky innocently.

The author has something to say: rice fans are very excited! ! ! ! ! !

I'm super excited too! ! ! !

Anyway, wait together kkk