Hanyu's former boyfriend club

I had to stay in Busan for another day, but my husband disappeared early in the morning, and I only left her a note stating the address for her to find.After getting out of the car and walking on the street, apart from the surrounding cameramen and a lot of pedestrians, there seemed to be no one who looked like her husband.

okay.

She walked slowly by herself, bought a pink balloon and played with it, and came to the agreed place alone.I chose a place by the window to sit down, tied the balloon to the chair, and waited quietly.

Through the window, she saw a familiar figure appearing on the simple stage not far away. His white vest and black jacket outlined his muscles, and he was very handsome.

The street stage is not big, but it is more than enough for Wang Jiaer alone.Unknowingly, there were more fans watching, he smiled and waved to her.There are many people who pay attention to him, but she is the only one in his eyes.

Wang Jiaer stepped forward and bowed deeply and paused for a few seconds, then signaled that the sound system could officially start.

He settled down and tried his best to forget the noise in his ears. As the prelude sounded, his restless factors gradually became agitated, and his controlled movements seemed to flow smoothly.He lifted up his shirt sideways, revealing his incomplete abs, with a smile on his lips.

When the song reaches the chorus part, the hands are crossed and the shoulders are moved forward step by step. The vigorous dance moves are really exhausting. Stepping on the rhythm to change the movements, shaking the head slightly from side to side is like a ruffian. A large section of DanceBreak in the middle is Complete digestion.

At the end of the performance, he was soaked in sweat, and the sticky feeling of the vest against his body made people impatient. After taking a big mouthful of mineral water, he bowed again, ignored the fans' shouts and went straight off the stage. In the opposite position.

"Am I handsome today?" Hearing an affirmative answer, I felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment spontaneously.After taking the toilet paper in her hand, she realized that there was a drawing of an airplane.

The childish style of painting made him laugh, and it was really cute. He took the paintbrush and drew two villains on the paper. After marking their names, he drew a full heart in front of them, and finally handed them to her.

Unknowingly, he was also infected with Van Gogh's upper body, which looks very beautiful without too many decorations.She was still as venomous as ever: "The young man has potential, but he is not as good at painting as I am."

Wang Jiaer laughed out loud when he heard her words, and the iced Americano she had bought long ago was waiting for him on the table.He took off his mask and took a sip of the iced Americano. The coldness and bitterness spread in his mouth, and he squinted his eyes enjoying it.

She was looking out of the window with the ice cream in her hand. Because it was afternoon, there were not many people on the street, only the flowers, plants and trees stood silently.

In the distance, through the gaps between the leaves, there are bits of sunlight shining like diamonds, and the flowers planted along the street become more delicate and beautiful because of the sunlight.

Suddenly, I want to go back to China to see if the weather in China is as good, and to see if my flowers are as delicate and beautiful.He lowered his eyes and took a sip of the iced Americano.

After drinking the coffee, the two came out. He swallowed unexpectedly, looked up at An Chuxin, and curled his lips: "Have you decided what to eat for lunch?"

Walking on the path piled with stones, the boy in front of him was visibly nervous and looking forward to her answer, but she just smiled without making a sound, letting him guess how she felt.

The flowering period of the cypress tree has passed, and the flowers at the ends of the branches have already turned into the fertilization of the land under their feet. An Chuxin jumped over the cypress tree as if he didn't see it.

"Let's go to the supermarket, I want to eat instant noodles." Her slender phoenix eyes blinked mist, her lips moved, and she only said one sentence lightly.

When she arrived at the supermarket, she sat in the shopping cart and let him push her. Her heart was already turbulent, her heart was already beating faster, her long hair was blown by the breeze, and the sun was so dazzling that it shone directly on the ground. It's just funny to protect her body with hands so that she won't deviate from the direction.

Seeing him cautiously looking into his eyes and moving carefully step by step, his heart is so easy and fast.

After buying instant noodles and a lot of snacks, the two of them sat on chairs outside the store and ate them, waiting for the steaming instant noodles on the table.

Seeing her stepping lightly and not knowing what to do, Wang Jiaer's curiosity could not help being aroused for a long time, and he saw his wife came back with two bottles of water.

He took the water and opened it to her without hesitation, took another bottle and opened it, took a sip and then capped it skillfully, suddenly thought of something, turned his head to meet An Chuxin's gaze and said, "To be honest, seeing the future Is my husband lost?"

"No." Her heart was as calm as water, and she didn't even raise her eyelids to look at him. After all, it was just a variety show and she didn't care who the other party was.

On the other side, he couldn't hide his happiness when he got the approval. He smiled like a child. It seemed that the instant noodles were very tasty. He sat at the table and chair and ate without image, finishing the bowl of instant noodles without stopping.

Walking on the street, the cold wind blows away the remaining heat, and she feels cool immediately. She subconsciously ran along the empty street, speeding up the digestion of the instant noodles that she just ate, while Wang Jiaer slowly walked behind. Follow slowly.

After wandering around the street aimlessly for a few times, he picked up a bowl of mango smoothie. On a whim, he praised the girl next to him in broken Mandarin.

Surrounded by a circle of fans, she felt embarrassed, lowered the peaked cap on her head, lowered her sense of presence, and even wanted to find a place to hide herself.

Walking to a crowded intersection, she looked at the traffic lights across the road and sighed helplessly. She blinked and waited for the traffic lights boredly.

Inadvertently glanced at the young man next to him, but he was stunned by the angular face without paying attention, and coincided with the smiling person in the dream, time seemed to stand still, just looking at each other like this .

She just started to leave, but was grabbed by the people around her: "Be careful of the car." The car next to her was whizzing by at the last second of the red light, fortunately she had him by her side.

He stared at the traffic light and squeezed her hand tightly. It only took a few seconds to follow the crowd from one end of the road to the other. Thinking of this, the hands that were held together tightened even more, who knew that they could still be with each other how long.

In this way, the two wandered aimlessly in the street all afternoon.An Chuxin twisted her short hair from her forehead to her ears, the sun was almost setting, and the orange sunlight made her face half-bright.

Before finishing the snacks bought in the supermarket, she put a piece of chewing gum in her mouth.The smell of mint spread strongly in the mouth, An Chuxin frowned a little bit of repulsion, stopped in front of the trash can on the street, and spit the chewing gum into it.

Wang Jiaer seemed to realize that this action was not elegant, so he blocked his body in front of her.He seemed quite happy to see An Chuxin's suffering expression, let out a monosyllabic laugh, narrowed his eyes and rubbed her hair with his hands.

"How can our family be so cute at the beginning!"

The first three words of this sentence inadvertently created a layer of subtle waves in An Chuxin's heart.

"Go back to Seoul, it's too late."

Wang Jiaer responded, took An Chuxin's hand and started running forward. His hand was warm, touching her cold fingertips, extending from the twigs to the end of the heart.

An Chuxin's bangs were parted in the middle by the wind, she hurriedly smoothed them out with her hands, but her eyes were fixed on the two tightly held hands, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Only the chubby photographer brother was left behind, complaining that the two of them ran too fast, so they had to use the camera to drag and record.

The setting sun has gradually disappeared, and the night is silently rendering the whole of Busan. The towering buildings are dyed extremely clear by the moonlight, and the two driving home are as romantic as walking in a dream.