[Entertainment] Chen Guang

Kim Tae-joo has been acting in sitcoms since he was a child.

From history to suspense to science fiction, he always has it at his fingertips. In small theaters, he plays multiple roles, good guys and bad guys, men and women, good guys are not really good guys, and bad guys are not really bad guys.

Later when he arrived in Seoul, he met a lot of people. There were a few people who were close to him, and only a handful of people remained after being close.

There is a man named Song Zechen.

When they were playing around, Song Zechen often just smiled from the sidelines, and his eyes were gentle and indulgent.

The brows are warm and clear.

But Jin Tae-yi would often feel an inexplicable sense of panic because of this, as if this person would withdraw without hesitation at any time and become a passer-by in his life.

So he often clings to Song Zechen, but he feels less and less real.

Make faces at him, pull him to play a role and perform some weird dramas.

For example, the princess was abducted by the devil to rescue the knight. Under his arrangement, the knight died to save the princess. The devil was killed by the princess, and the princess jumped off the cliff to "suicide".

A happy tragedy.

"Why don't you ask me why I let them all die?"

"Why?" Song Zechen asked back.

I let them all die because I was in a bad mood and was going to be a vicious witch.

Jin Taiyi didn't believe that the person in front of him couldn't guess that he wanted comfort, so he kicked him resentfully.

While helping Song Zechen tidy up the desk, Jin Taiyi saw a piece of paper on the desk that had just been written, with a spring breeze on the bottom of the pen: "Flowers are not sleeping."

Kawabata Yasunari wrote this article to warn everyone: "Beauty is obtained by encounter and closeness."

But what is good?

Eat the delicious food you want, the puppy staying at your feet at home, and the hot milk for getting up early.Everyone can talk about it casually, but for him, these happiness seem to become more and more difficult to achieve satisfaction with the passage of time, and sometimes even become a luxury.

Does beauty come from recognition?

There will always be a lot of people clamoring to leave, leaving a sentence arrogantly, easily erasing his name in life: "Jin Tae-jun, I don't think you have any original intentions anymore."

Having made his debut for many years, it seems common to see overwhelming abuse on the Internet, but every time the next siege comes, he is still at a loss, surprised by the tricky angle of the opponent and the ability to smear in one response.

Fatigue occasionally comes like a tide.He was helpless.He was slowly being overwhelmed.

Song Zechen sat on the bed and read a book.

Jin Tae-yi threw off his slippers, deliberately made a lot of noise and lay down beside him, buried his face in the soft sheets, the tip of his nose penetrated into the fragrance of a few wisps of laundry detergent, and the heating in the room made him drowsy.

Song Zechen didn't talk to him, only the occasional voice of flipping the pages of a book could be heard in his ear, restrained and polite, exactly like that person.

Jin Taiyi hummed softly, and muffled through the fabric: "Zechen, I want to eat ice cream, strawberry flavored."

He should be talking nonsense, it's winter now.

Kim Taehyung continued to bury his face deeply in Song Zechen's bed sheet, as if this could isolate all the disturbances from the outside world.

But in the next second, he felt the movement of the people around him. Song Zechen lifted the quilt covering his legs and got out of bed, hearing the sound of getting dressed.

Jin Taiyi raised his head, Song Zechen put on his down jacket, and reached out to him:

"Let's go, change your clothes and go out to look for it."

There was a lot of wind and snow on the road, and it hit us head-on. Winter in Seoul is always brutal and ruthless, and summer is too hot. Kim Tae-joo often feels disgusted, and asked Song Zechen several times how he survived in such an environment.Song Zechen thought for a moment and told him that because he likes the snow in Seoul, it is one of the few hopes that this city has given him.And human beings, with sporadic hopes, can live strong and ambitious.

The two of them were wrapped in the same style of black down jackets, and their masks and gloves were all in place.

Walking on the road like two penguins from Antarctica.Kim Taehyung suddenly thought of this metaphor.

"Zechen, do you think there will be strawberry flavored ice cream?" Jin Taiyi patted off the snow on his body with an uncertain tone.

"Actually, I don't think so, and I'm going to drag you down for nothing." His mood became more and more depressed, and his long eyelashes drooped to cover his dim eyes.

"What do you want to do so much, if you don't have any, just come out and relax." Song Zechen's tone of understatement, like the thin ice on the lakeside in early spring, even though the surface is cold, it actually implies warmth.

"Okay!" Jin Tae-jin forcefully aroused his emotions, pretending to be motivated.

After walking through many shops, I once again faced the boss's expression of "Are you finding fault on purpose" and watched and threatened to leave.

The content of the conversation is nothing more than: "Boss, do you have strawberry ice cream?"

If you are unlucky, the boss will answer you: "Are young people crazy now, come to find ice cream in winter."

If you are lucky, the boss will answer you: "Ah, there is ice cream but it is about to expire, do you mind?"

Of course the answer is that I don’t mind, but after digging it out, I was disappointed to find that it was not strawberry flavored, so I asked the boss unwillingly, but it turned out that it might have caused trouble to them, and the other party was full of impatience, so they obediently withdrew. .

White snowflakes covered his head and body, and his hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes seemed to be stained.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"It's been a long time since I've been rejected by so many people in real life?" Jin Tae-jin sighed inadvertently.

Song Zechen's eyes flickered: "It's not in reality, so this person can't help but look at the rumors on the Internet."

He pretended not to understand and joked back: "This is a shameful statement. In reality, many people have been rejected, especially at the end of the year."

During various ceremonies at the end of the year, especially on the way to the toilet, a bunch of small notes will be stuffed into their hands, and they will finally hand them over to their managers.

"What do they like about me? They want to be friends with me if they don't know anything. Most of the other idols don't have time to watch our variety shows to get to know us."

"Maybe I like your face." Song Zechen's answer was bloody and terrifying.

"Oh." Jin Taiyi curled his lips, "You are really perfunctory, every time I ask you to praise me, you always pretend not to know."

When he talked to him several times, he obviously knew everything and knew what to comfort under the normal routine, but he just didn't say anything, but thank him for his silence, which gave him the opportunity to adjust himself in silence.

"Don't Ami praise you enough? I can't praise them." Song Zechen poked his angry face with his fingers.

Thinking of his lovely fans, his mood warmed up a little.

The two ended up rummaging through a grocery store freezer and found two strawberry-flavored ice cream sticks.Jin Taiyi bowed several times to express his gratitude to the owner excitedly.

The owner of the shop was a kind-hearted old lady, who seemed to be scared by his sudden gift and took a few steps back, then patted her chest, put down her reading glasses, and waved her hand to signal that they don't have to, but regretfully explained that the shop was about to close and they couldn't Eat indoors.

Of course they wouldn't mind, they both bowed solemnly as if they had completed a sacred mission.

After leaving the store, they shivered and tore open the packaging bag under the street lamp, and couldn't wait to take a bite, their teeth even aching from the ice.

Jin Taiyi took the popsicle and made a toast and touched Song Zechen.

"cheers!"

"cheers."

He heard Song Zechen's teeth trembling and couldn't control the sound of touching. The other party tried hard to control but couldn't stop due to the cold.

Under the street lamp, the ice crystals on Song Zechen's eyelashes were clearly visible. His already fair skin was even more translucent because of the ice and snow. His eyebrows were lowered and his eyes were stuffed with ice cream. Focus more than others.

Jin Taiyi felt a chill in his internal organs sweeping through his veins, but there was a warmth in his heart.

He pretended not to know, and said loudly to Song Zechen: "Zechen, I want to eat more, give me yours."

"I don't want it, do you want to have a stomachache tomorrow?"

"I'm an adult, how can I have a stomachache if I just eat something casually."

"You are a child."

"You are the child, and children have red noses in winter."

After Jin Taiyi finished speaking, he and Song Zechen raised their heads and "touched" their noses quickly, like a mirror game they often played when they debuted, and then pointed at each other's red noses and bent over and laughed.

The snow showed no signs of weakening, and the black "black" of the down jacket turned white.

"Ah, you're getting old."

Jin Taiyi pointed at Song Zechen's Luoxue's hair, jumped on the spot, wanted to shake off the snowflakes on the front of his clothes, and exhaled a long stream of air when he spoke, because the cold air stayed for a long time, which made his breathing slow down .

"Then I seem to be at a loss. I just came out for such a trip. For no reason, I missed many years of being with you."

Song Zechen looked at him with bent eyes and a smile.

He felt that the world seemed to be still, only the rustling snow and the exhaled white steam.

As if he felt embarrassed first, Song Zechen took the lead to look away: "Hurry up, I'm so cold."

"Why is it so deserted here, there is no place to hide." The man looked around to avoid his staring eyes.

"Okay." Jin Taiyi replied in a low voice, his voice was as broken as the cold wind.

He blinked, hoping to shake off the snowflakes blocking his view, but found that a tear had finally landed on the ice cream.

How can we reap good things?

Song Zechen told him: You can put in a little more effort desperately, for example, if you want to eat a strawberry-flavored ice cream in the middle of winter, you can find a lot of grocery stores together, and eat together after being shut down again and again.

The important thing is not to shut the door, but to be together.

The sitcoms that have not been performed in those years are still to be continued. He grew up from a child in an instant and lost the ability to act.

Finally, one morning, he woke up irritably due to insomnia, and turned out the dusty fairy tale with a sudden interest. The thickness of the book made him vaguely aware of something wrong, and he quickly opened it.

Sure enough, there was a small booklet inside, with random graffiti, Song Zechen style.

He flipped through it carefully, and another story was told in the booklet: The knight and the devil got the magical resurrection potion, and the princess who jumped off the cliff found that there was actually an air mattress under the cliff.

How can you be as silly as me.

Jin Taiyi turned to the last page with a smile, he was stunned, he bent over slowly laughing, squatted down laughing, tears overflowed from laughing.

On the last page, a little wizard with a hat and a square mouth was painted with a wreath, surrounded by a circle of hearts, and the hearts were painted in the only color of this booklet-purple.

Good people are not really good people, bad people are not really bad people, and the secret thoughts of the unnamed wizard can be tactful, and he left enough space for him.

At four o'clock in the morning, I found that the Begonia flowers were still awake.

As time goes by, I find that you are always by my side.