[Entertainment] Chen Guang

On days when there is no itinerary, everyone is scattered in every corner of the company and dormitory.

Song Zechen was accompanying Tian Zhengguo to practice the piano in the company's practice room, when the cell phone rang at the same time, and then the two of them glanced at each other and took out the cell phone.

It was the group at home who asked if they were free.

"Let's go." Song Zechen got up.

"What?" Tian Zhengguo didn't react for a while, but suddenly realized, "Got it."

Mobile phone perpetual calendar display date:

3 month 9 day.

Min Yoon Ki's birthday.

Except for Min Yunqi who is in the production room, they are all at home.

After walking for a while, I went home and gathered with those people.

"Let's help Brother Yunqi celebrate his birthday." Park Jimin asked everyone for their opinions.Sure enough, everyone nodded.

He put on his coat, ready to go to the dessert shop to pick out cakes with Zheng Haoxi.

The rest of the people at home looked at each other for a moment, rolled up their sleeves and started to work.

Jin Taiyi connected his mobile phone to the Bluetooth speaker, and a lyrical female voice immediately echoed melodiously in the house.

Jin Shuozhen found a lot of gadgets from his room, a bag of balloons, colorful decorative tapes and graffiti stickers.

Tian Zhengguo was the first to pick up a balloon and started to blow it up. He puffed up his cheeks to inflate the balloon, and came to Song Zechen with his hands behind his back and patted him on the shoulder: "Ah Ze."

Song Zechen immediately received the impact of the airflow.

Tian Zhengguo jumped aside with a smile.

Song Zechen wiped his face in disgust, and scolded with a smile: "It's all your saliva."

The songs may be cycled according to the playlist or random, but the new melody is too familiar.

Their own song - "Spring Day".

"Thoughts will fall like snowflakes

Will spring come?"

When I heard this song suddenly, when I wrote it, I just watched it sadly, because the recent experience has been endowed with a different meaning.

In this scene, the melody was suddenly heard, and everyone was paused for a second by pressing the mute button.

Jin Taiyi laughed a few times: "I'll change the song."

"You don't need to change it, it sounds nice, doesn't it?"

Song Zechen didn't think it mattered, but it was so amusing when everyone looked at each other with scruples.

"Oh." Jin Taixi took back his footsteps in embarrassment, and buried his head in front of the snow-white wall, sticking small glittering sequins on it like a wall.

"You're teasing him again." Jin Nanjun helplessly saw through Song Zechen's attitude towards Jin Taejun.

Song Zechen looked away from the corner of his eye, focused on the long balloon in his hand, trying to look like a cat: "It's so cute, I can't help it."

"You're so listless. In the past, I would never have wanted to know someone like you." Jin Nanjun jokingly touched the goose bumps on his arms.

Song Zechen pursed his lips lightly: "In the past, there are many people in us that you don't even want to know."

It's actually quite interesting.

They are cosmic substances that will never meet, and they have various shapes, and they also think that each other is strange.

Some people hate being too complicated, some people hate entrusting.

Some people like to experience everything in person, while others like to stay in a corner.

For no reason, they have been brought together for so many years, playing together shoulder to shoulder, like the whale with different vocal frequencies, but it can find a similar wave band.

It seems that this is a very common thing, only they know how rare it is.

"Yeah, it's amazing." Jin Nanjun sighed.

A few people started to play and decorate, and soon they were done. Park Jimin couldn't help taking several photos with his mobile phone when he got home.Everyone discussed for a while how to go about the process. Although they have practiced it many times, they still enjoy it in these aspects.

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When Min Yunqi returned home, it was pitch black. He thought there was a power outage, and he repeatedly pressed the light button but the light obviously responded, but the last time he pressed it, the room became dark again.

In the next second, his hand was still on the switch, and his eyes widened.

The candlelight was flickering, and a group of people were holding cakes and walking towards him with smiles on their faces. The jumping flames seemed to ignite the tired sparks in his heart.

"Brother Yunqi, happy birthday."

"Happy birthday Min Yoon-ki."

"Happy birthday brother."

"Happy birthday, Yunqi."

They haven’t celebrated their birthdays like this for a long time. The few days at the end of the year fell apart. The few birthdays in December last year probably didn’t go well. After worrying, he fell into the loneliness after the carnival.

Song Zechen went around behind Min Yunqi, took advantage of his height, put a birthday hat on the birthday star, and gently pushed him to the cake: "Make a wish."

Min Yunqi subconsciously closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and blew out the candle.

When the light was turned on, he blocked his eyes to prevent the pain from stinging, and muttered softly, "I forgot."

"Let's remember it for you." Jin Shuozhen handed the plastic knife for cutting the cake to Min Yunqi, "Brother, please be good to you, give me the biggest piece."

Jin Tae-chan hummed silently, quietly brought a strawberry with both hands, and happily stuffed it into his mouth.

Min Yunqi licked off the cream on his fingers. He recently lost his appetite and lost a lot of weight. The sweet and greasy taste spread in his mouth. He frowned slightly, feeling uncomfortable, but he didn't want to let down his good intentions.

A glass of orange juice was handed to him, along with Song Zechen's pretty fingers: "Here, freshly squeezed."

"Thank you." Min Yunqi took it and took a big gulp.

"Your birthday gift will probably be sent to the company in a few days, and you can just start installing it." Song Zechen stretched his legs restlessly on the back of the sofa.

"Oh, thank you." Min Yunqi thanked, felt that his tone was too rigid, so he changed to a more relaxed tone, "Thank you."

Song Zechen nodded and walked away, and Min Yunqi was immediately surrounded by other young ladies, arguing noisily.The maknae's giggling and Min Yunqi's impatience pretended to complain, like an archived gramophone, which has appeared in people's memories countless times.

It was already late when Min Yunqi celebrated his birthday, so they felt that time was passing by quickly, and soon, the second brother would welcome his first day of being one year older.

Although Min Yunqi doesn't care much about his age, it's especially pity looking at the remaining few minutes.

The hour and minute hands coincide at the same time, and the zero point is reached. Will Cinderella's magic fail?

Min Yoon-ki's birthday has passed.

Today is another day.

A long, long time ago, they had an agreement that if they encountered difficulties or conflicts, they had to discuss collectively like a United Nations meeting to find a solution quickly.

This battle has dragged on for too long, maybe there should be an end.

Jin Nanjun motioned for everyone to sit down, looked around and gradually changed from excited Yu Huan to cold and serious everyone, and remained silent for a long time:

"In the future, let's celebrate brother Yunqi's birthday like this."

A word like a small hammer tapped on their hearts lightly, making people tremble all over.

"Of course." Jin Taiyi was the first to answer in a low voice, and then showed a square mouth.

"Where are the others?" Jin Shuozhen asked softly, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Song Zechen held Tian Zhengguo's hand and did not speak. He saw Park Jimin's thin shoulders again, the injury on Zheng Haoxi's knee, Kim Namjoon's tossing and turning night, and Min Yunqi's collapsed face crying.

They all seem to have forgotten that only he was bitten by a snake for ten years and held on to those pains fearfully.

Thinking about it now, did he distrust their abilities too much, and always subconsciously and unfairly classify them as the party that needs protection, but he didn't know that they had grown up too well long ago.

Keep the original intention and sharpen it sharper.

But he kept his eyes down for a long time and didn't make a sound. Tian Zhengguo seemed to be a little anxious and quietly tugged his wrist, but he didn't dare to speak, and just shook it slightly desperately.

Song Zechen thought he was cute, so he laughed.

Jin Nanjun, who was directly opposite, looked into Song Zechen's eyes, and suddenly laughed too, because he saw the frivolity in the eyes of the person who had always calmly calculated the gains and losses, hoping to calculate the best results for them .

"Talk separately." Jin Nanjun and Jin Suozhen exchanged glances, breaking the tangled atmosphere, and beckoned to ask the young lady to talk about something, and the others gathered together in twos and threes.

In the middle of the living room, only Min Yunqi and Song Zechen were left.

Yesterday's birthday star didn't know what happened a second ago, what Song Zechen figured out, he only knew that Song Zechen didn't speak.Clutching her fists, she nervously sat beside him.

Song Zechen moved some space for him.

The distance between the two is a little small.

Min Yunqi breathed slowly, as if secretly waiting for an opportunity, and his hands gradually became cold.

After a while, he finally showed a small piece of paper to Song Zechen, which said, and Min Yunqi also said at the same time:

"Mr. Min Yunqi, who is successful and famous in the future, can use this ticket to make a request to the successful and famous Song Zechen."

He looked seriously at the jade-like face of the opposite person under the light, and finally made his request word for word after many years:

"Go on."

Song Zechen looked down at his own handwriting. At that time, he had just returned from training in the United States, and it happened to be Min Yunqi's birthday. Apart from the coat he bought abroad, he suddenly thought of the lottery ticket that Min Yunqi always complained about throwing away.

I hurriedly bought the last note before the shop closed, scribbled it under the suspicious eyes of the shopkeeper, and then ran home to sing him a happy birthday song.

After the people dispersed, he pretended to find him casually, called him "brother" lightly, and gave him ordinary gifts.

Then wait for the other party to make a request across time, and then pretend to be unwilling to fulfill the promise.

He stared at it for a long time, and his voice was like melting ice and snow, and he only responded:

"it is good."

Half of Song Zechen's face was bathed in the moonlight peeking in from the window. Jin Nanjun, who was whispering with Tian Zhengguo at the side, turned his head to see this scene, narrowed his eyes and gradually stretched his brows.

Min Yunqi seemed to have thought of something, and hastily withdrew his hands behind his back, fearing that the people around him would make any moves, so he pursed his lips: "Although I have used this one, you can't take it back, I still have use for it."

Song Zechen stared at him, Min Yunqi was most afraid of his clear appearance, he always felt his heart skip a few beats when he saw it.

His eyes were as if they had just been drenched in the rain, and they were soft and black like a splash-ink landscape painting, and a smile like a spring breeze slowly hung on his lips.

He took out a thin piece of paper from the book under the transparent coffee table, and put it on Min Yunqi's palm with clear palm lines.

Ability to fill the last incomplete lottery ticket.

The brush strokes are clear and light, which is the handwriting he wrote when he was most serious:

"A ticket to the Garden of Eden

Effective date: today

Expiry date: forever"

March 3 10:00

Kim Nam Joon further tweeted:

"Hope we are dependent on each other"

06:13

Song Zechen further tweeted:

"You in spring should not miss it."