[Entertainment] Chen Guang

Song Zechen's injury has healed in sevens and eighties, and he can walk without crutches, but the doctor expressly forbids him to take strenuous exercise immediately, and obviously he still can't dance their dance.

He was so depressed that he could only spend time in the production room every day, looking bored with the cold machine, maintaining the good habit of producing a song in two days and being dismissed by Fang Shihe, repeatedly falling into a cycle of depression.

And the cold war between him and Min Yunqi ended in an early morning.

Min Yunqi is fond of playing at night, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, the only elder brother in the production room can't control his rest. In the past, Song Zechen often knocked on the door to urge him to rest.

Since the Cold War, the lights in Min Yunqi's production studio have always been on all night, revealing the attitude of "no money for electricity, no life for me".

Song Zechen was irritated by this attitude when he woke up in the middle of the night after two hours of "confusion" and went out to blow the air. He saw the arrogant light. Min Yunqi, who was pale and about to faint in a second, covered him with a blanket, unplugged all the plugs after saving the file, and silently asked him to roll off to sleep.

After Min Yunqi woke up, when he opened his mouth as if he was about to curse someone, he stuffed a piece of bread into his mouth, and after the man finally swallowed it, he stuffed another one.

After Min Yunqi ate and drank enough, his cannibal mouth was soft and his hands were short, he didn't say anything more, and let out a heavy snort.

So when everyone met two people again, the two of them returned to the front line of humiliating each other, and one tossed the other and the other was very smooth, and the source of cold jokes in the dormitory was enriched again.

Jung Ho Suk and Kim Nam Joon swear that for the first time they actually laughed out loud at the duo's bad jokes.

God, finally don't have to torture us.

And Tian Zhengguo and Park Jimin, who had been sitting together tragically, were settled by Qiuhou and asked to spit out the chocolate they had eaten. They were both about to cry, how could there be such over-the-top people.

Later, relying on Park Jimin's cuteness and the maknae's shining big eyes and curves to save the country, Song Zechen was asked to make up for the pile of chocolates he ate.

From then on, the two of them had one more understanding in their lives: beautiful men should not eat things "indiscriminately", and the same goes for beautiful cats.

3 month 9 day.

A meeting at a subway station in Seoul or even in a corner of the world may be Min Yoon-ki's birthday support.

Min Yunqi had received blessings from all directions early on, but he lacked interest.

Those he knew and those he didn't know rushed forward to say witty words, he was too lazy to distinguish between fake and sincere, and had to spend time pretending to reply enthusiastically.Only the careful preparation of a few close friends and teammates gave him a brief moment of surprise, and he regained his composure.

It's been such a boring day.

He stared at the letter on the table in a daze, and had no intention of opening it for the time being.

The love inside is too warm, he is afraid that the current self will not be able to resonate with him, and he is also worried that his heart will tarnish his sincerity.It's better not to look at anything first, and there will be no burden if you don't look at it.

After eating the cake, he returned to the company, and the lyrics book remained unchanged except for a few random lines.

Min Yunqi knew that his condition was not right, the gangrene of the tarsal bones before the age of 18 unknowingly found him again recently, choked his throat and lingered on.

There was a beep, and a text message came in.

"what is this?"

Min Yunqi raised a corner of the photo, feeling extremely disgusted, like a customer in the market weighing the quality of the food he bought.

"The photo, can't you see it?" Song Zechen took it for granted.

"You send me a photo for my birthday."

"You called me down and gave me these?"

Min Yun didn't get angry, and after quickly flipping through the rest of the photos in his hand, his nose was almost crooked.

Song Zechen called him downstairs with a text message saying that he had something for him, but fortunately he was excitedly guessing what birthday gift he would get on the road for a long time.

I think we should continue the Cold War.

"Why is there a photo of yourself in the gift you gave me? This is our album photo card."

"Oh, I heard that my small card is very difficult to draw and is very precious, so I wanted to share it with you." Facing the other party's questioning, Song Zechen always kept an innocent face.

"Why do I take your photo? Put it on the bedside to ward off evil spirits?"

"That may not be very effective. After all, I am too good-looking. It is recommended to replace it with someone else's. My photos are suitable for you to take out when you are in a bad mood."

Realizing that Min Yunqi seemed to be so angry that he had no thoughts, Song Zechen laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be so frustrated, you have a new stereo in your room, but I think my photos are more important, so I will give them to you myself."

"roll."

After teasing his brother, Song Zechen felt refreshed, stretched his waist and prepared to go back to the house to recover and practice basic skills.

"So what?" Min Yunqi said suddenly.

do i have a song

"Ok?"

Song Zechen who was stopped turned around in confusion, and Min Yunqi swallowed all the words he hadn't finished. Looking at it like this, he could tell if it was true. Song Zechen has been busy with songs recently, so how could he have time to arrange time-consuming birthday greetings.

"No, it's okay." Min Yunqi raised his hand to let him leave, and went upstairs to work himself.

When it was approaching twelve o'clock, Min Yunqi drank a cup of coffee, secretly laughing that his birthday was not that special, and the day passed just like that.

A notification suddenly appeared on the phone page, his heart skipped a beat, and he wiped the sweat off his palms in a panic.

# going to be late

Attached audio "He"#

Min Yunqi rummaged through the earphones and put them on, while refreshing the comment page while listening to the song, the fans' comments were increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Min Yunqi lowered his head and quickly flipped through the comments, a sour feeling rose from the tip of his nose.

They seem to be crying?Made me want to cry a bit too.

Only a little bit really.

He threw away the phone and got up quickly, walked down the stairs along the corridor, rounded the corner, found Song Zechen who was relaxing by the window of the practice room, and forcefully dragged him away without saying a word.

Song Zechen was taken aback by his rushing to fight. The milk in one hand was not put down, and almost spilled out without grasping it. Although he was puzzled, he still caught up with him. pace.

With a breath in his heart, Min Yunqi pressed Song Zechen on the piano bench in his production room.

The fire burning in his heart subsided a little because of the short pause, he touched his nose embarrassedly, and then turned into a high-spirited attitude.

"I want to listen to live!"

Song Zechen was still embarrassed when he saw him at first sight, he dodged his eyes and pretended to be stupid: "What live?"

"I'm the birthday star and I want to listen to the live!" Min Yunqi emphasized again, staring at Song Zechen threateningly, with an expression of "If you dare to refuse, you are committing crimes".

"Let's go, let's go." Song Zechen saw that the person in front of him was swearing not to give up until he reached his goal, lifted the piano cover, put his feet on the pedal and got ready.

Min Yunqi breathed a sigh of relief, the fire that supported him to bring Song Zechen here was almost extinguished, if this person refused this request, he would not have the strength to raise it again.He sat on the sofa, thought about it and felt tired, so he simply lay down.

He turned around and faced Song Zechen, who had his back to him. The young man's back was straight. He thought he had practiced dancing before coming here. He only wore a thin short sleeve. The butterfly bone on his back looked light and fluffy. Neck to neck, gentle youthful demeanor.

Min Yunqi stared at the back for a long time in a daze, pressing his forehead hard against the stripes of the sofa, and clutching the fibrous fabric in his hands.

The piano poured down like gurgling water, and Song Zechen's voice was slightly drunk by the night, splashing a piece of moonlight.

Min Yunqi has already listened to it once, so he can distinguish the lyrics more clearly this time.

This is what the guy sang:

"I'd rather not be shiny from the beginning, so I won't be angry with the dark

Ugly scars from edges and corners

Suffering Trials Become Deep Brands

Maybe the souls in the swamp should be choking and trembling

But in the wild grass season

He stepped on the stumped branches of roses caressing

The wind entered the pine forest, knew the secret of him secretly planting moonlight, turned around and entwined into my ears

The deep haze of the world is covered with wind and frost

He trekked across mountains and rivers across the ice sheet

I gotta stand at the exit and wait for the world to kiss his shoulder

Flick the snow on the brow"

From thousands of miles of ice to the fireworks in the world, Song Zechen didn't show off his skills with high notes, and even just moved forward in a straightforward manner.But when he opened his mouth, it seemed that he could erase all the fatigue in the world, and the tranquility was as deep as amber condensed by time.

Min Yunqi closed his eyes, a tear trickled down his cheek and into his lips, the salty taste made his whole body feel cool even his fingers.

The song had ended for a long time, and the two of them tacitly kept silent.The night is very gloomy, and being silent and refusing to fall asleep is probably a counterbalance to its twisting.

Min Yunqi has experienced many nights like this, the basement was cold and damp, he curled up on the sofa in the same posture and waited for the dawn.The crowd waiting to merge into the day after the first ray of sunlight came in, survived mechanically day after day.

At this moment, he looked out of the window, and for the first time seriously discovered that the bright and clean area is not suitable for broken hearts, but more suitable for unexpected encounters.

Song Zechen didn't look back, felt the long breath behind him, stared at the black and white keys under his hands and smiled, and said the blessing he hadn't sent all day: "Ah, happy birthday."

Command the world to kiss you with love, to love you as I do.