[Entertainment] Chen Guang

Song Zechen was woken up by the continuous "buzzing" vibration alert of his mobile phone. He struggled to get up and turn on his mobile phone. Min Yunqi on the other bed was also half asleep and half awake, wrapped in a quilt and kneeling in a daze, grumpily He muttered, "Crazy?"

Song Zechen unlocked the mobile phone page, clicked on the message, and the news in their group was added to 99, and Song Zechen and Min Yunqi were crazy about Aite.

Song Zechen had no choice but to reply with a question mark.The group was silent for a second and then started to bombard. The notification sound kept shaking. He turned his head to look at Min Yunqi who was still scrolling through the chat records: "We are obviously in the same group, why do you have no notification sound when they are like this."

Min Yunqi was justified: "I blocked it, I found out a long time ago that they were too loud."

Song Zechen: ""

It seemed that seeing the two of them ignoring him, Jin Taiyi made a phone call directly, and the subwoofer carried the radio waves across the country to reach them.

Saying "Zechen, you are too much!" set the tone.

"How can you abandon me and brother Yunqi to kiss me and love me?"

Song Zechen held the phone a little far away to avoid the impact of the sound waves, and Min Yunqi was attracted by Jin Taejin's sharp words.

"Everything should be first come first, first served first, okay? Let me ask you, did I invite you to travel with me first or brother Yun Qi?" Jin Tae-jin was still filled with righteous indignation.

"you."

"That's right, haven't you realized your mistake yet?"

"No." Song Zechen was very sincere.

Jin Taixi took a deep breath, his dantian sank, and when he was about to brew his emotions, Min Yunqi directly reached out and snatched the phone from Song Zechen's ear, and replied coldly, "Hello, I'm Min Yunqi", with a terrifying tone like "Hello, I'm It's Voldemort" generally.

The breath that Jin Tae-joo held was stuck in his throat and he couldn't get up and down, and he coughed heart-piercingly for a moment.Min Yunqi didn't have much patience to hear the other person finish coughing, and hung up the phone in a hurry after saying "I'm busy, don't bother me".

Facing Song Zechen's suspicious gaze, he indifferently threw the phone back to the other party: "So much nonsense, are you still afraid of him?"

Song Zechen slapped his head and gave Min Yunqi a thumbs up: "Brother slay!"

"Are you still sleeping?" Song Zechen glanced at his watch and got up, and asked Min Yunqi who was sitting back on the bed.

"Don't sleep."

"Do you want to go out then?"

Min Yunqi nodded.

They are now in Hokkaido, and they heard that the snow here is the most important thing they should miss when visiting Japan in winter. The two of them adhered to the idea of ​​"people are stupid and have a lot of money", and never planned the route. The starting point of the trip is placed here.I booked a B&B in Sapporo. The host is a gentle old lady with silver hair combed meticulously, revealing Chiho's exhausted elegance.

"We came at the wrong time this time. There is no summer festival and no cherry blossoms. The important things are not in time." After washing, Min Yunqi sat on the tatami to study. The page was put down again, perhaps because he had learned too much during the college entrance examination review before, and now he always feels a physical resistance when he sees densely packed characters.

The old "grandmother" knocked on the door enthusiastically and brought them a pot of tea. Song Zechen hurriedly stood up to thank them.

"Let's go to the hot spring." Min Yunqi took the tea Song Zechen handed him, and came to a conclusion after thinking for a long time.

"Brother, do you have any tattoos? People with tattoos are not allowed to enter the hot spring."

Japan usually thinks that people with tattoos are gangsters who are not allowed to enter the baths. Somehow the hot springs gradually formed this rule.

"No."

"That's good, but it's rare for a rapper to not have tattoos." Song Zechen jokingly looked at the fair-skinned Min Yunqi up and down.The two rappers Kim Nam Joon and Min Yoon Chi didn't get tattoos, but the youngsters in the second phase were eager to try, and were finally persuaded by their brothers.

The bath was filled with the smell of sulfur, Song Zechen and Min Yunqi entered after bathing.

Everyone around has their own interests, and the two middle-aged men are happily laughing uncles, and they are enthusiastically scrubbing each other, and colorful topics come up from time to time.

"That?" Song Zechen probed, "Do you want to try it too? I can sacrifice my own."

Min Yunqi rolled his eyes in surprise.

Once entering the hot spring, the heat hits from all directions, and the nerves from the fingers to the brain relax lazily, letting out a comfortable sigh.

"This is life, enjoy the beauty." Min Yunqi submerged in the water from the neck down.

"Your speech is really more and more like Brother Shuozhen. Are you going to step into the threshold of middle-aged men in advance?"

"What's wrong with middle-aged men?"

"Huh? Really?." Song Zechen pointed.

Min Yunqi followed his gaze, and saw that the two middle-aged men had already changed into a more intimate position and continued to take a bath.

"Maybe we will understand when we reach middle age." He touched his nose awkwardly.

"I hope I never understand." Song Zechen sighed.

"Ah, what's the matter, isn't skinship among men in our country very common?"

"Really?" Song Zechen stretched out his claws to Min Yunqi thoughtfully, "Do you want to try it in advance?"

The two splashed in the water for a long time before letting go of each other. Min Yunqi swore to the death that Song Zechen's teasing heart soared, and finally he laughed so hard that his stomach hurt before letting go.

"I don't even want to go back to Korea, I hope I can live like this every day."

"Me too."

The thoughts of the two salted fish coincide with each other. Although it is just a sneak in for a joke, it may be difficult to have such a moment of comfort in the future.

On the third day in Hokkaido, they went to Hakodate.

The night view of Mt. Hakodate is one of the three major night views in the world.

The brilliance that has been praised countless times, the city's busy traffic can be seen, and it is beautiful.

But Song Zechen and Min Yunqi didn't have this idea at the moment.

The two of them were shivering in the cold wind on the mountain.

After Min Yunqi No. 30 sniffed his nose, Song Zechen turned his head helplessly, threw a tissue from his bag and stuffed it to the other party. Fortunately, he went out with several packs of tissue just in case.

"Brother, let's go down the mountain."

"No, no, no, no, no." Min Yunqi's teeth

Trembling, he squeezed out intermittent sentences from between his teeth, took out a piece of paper and blew his nose heavily.

"Why?" Song Zechen was really puzzled by the insistence of the people around him. The mountain wind was about to blow his face stiff, and it became difficult to make a casual expression.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait." Min Yunqi avoided the topic.

Song Zechen wrapped his down jacket tightly and sneezed several times, his eye circles were red from the cold.

"Oh, did you see that heart? Make a wish!" Suddenly, Min Yunqi shook Song Zechen's arm excitedly, seeing that Song Zechen was still at a loss, he put his hands on the man's eyes to make him close them.

Song Zechen felt a coldness in front of his eyes, and Min Yunqi urged anxiously in his ear, and when the coldness disappeared, he immediately opened his eyes and turned to look at Min Yunqi beside him.

His eyes are closed, his hands are clasped together, the tip of his nose is flushed, his cheeks bulge slightly unconsciously, and the corners of his mouth have a shallow curvature, like a cat.

Song Zechen quietly took out his mobile phone to find a good angle to take a picture, then took it back, and continued to close his eyes as if nothing happened, pretending to be making a wish.

"Ok?"

"Ah."

"Ah, the task is done, let's go, let's go, I'm dying of cold." Min Yunqi vigorously stood up, stomped his feet, pulled Song Zechen up forcefully, and was about to run down the mountain.

"Why do you want to make a wish?" Song Zechen was puzzled.

"I heard that if you can see the shape of a heart in the night scene and make a wish, you will definitely succeed." This is what Min Yunqi came across by chance when he was flipping through travel guides.

"Ah, why are you so superstitious?"

"Each each other."

After playing for so long, it was time to go home, and their luggage was more than twice as much as when they set off.

Song Zechen knelt on the ground and sorted out one by one, muttering: "This is chocolate for big brother, this is perfume for maknae, and this is a small ornament for brother Jimin"

But soon he found that there was not enough stuff, Song Zechen greeted Min Yunqi who was staring at the suitcase in a daze: "Brother, is your suitcase enough? Lend me a seat."

"It's not enough." Min Yunqi's side is full of shopping bags he bought after he came to Japan. Apart from eating, sleeping and playing occasionally, the greatest joy of traveling is to indulge in shopping. Now things are piled up.

"You bought a lot of clothes." Song Zechen walked around barefoot to check, "Check it in, pay more."

"It's okay, no need, I have a solution." Min Yun was confident.

So at the airport, two idols whose fans couldn't recognize their faces led the new fashion at the airport.

Song Zechen desperately pulled on his fisherman's hat to cover his face so that no one would recognize him, so he lowered his voice and said sneakily, "I hate you."

"It's okay, you hate it, I hate myself too." Min Yunqi also lowered his fisherman's hat.

Min Yunqi's so-called solution is to wear all the clothes on his body to reduce the space occupied by the checked luggage. How clever and witty, the two of them rushed left and right at the airport like bears, and Song Zechen was always worried that they would be caught as dangerous elements by the security guards.

"Let's go check it in now, please."

"Do you want to strip layer by layer and be found out that you're a member of BTS and make headlines?"

Song Zechen was silent, and repeated again: "I hate you!"

When they landed on the land of South Korea, they boarded a taxi and rushed home with lightning speed. The kind-hearted Song Zechen slightly raised his hat and showed his face to reassure the driver that they only had a cold. Wearing such a thick body without explosives/drugs, the driver breathed a sigh of relief and accelerated the accelerator.

Climbing up to his apartment with a tired heart, Song Zechen pulled off his scarf and panted heavily with Min Yunqi.

"I'm not that tired when I'm dragging two suitcases."

"Ah, I won't buy so much next time. We have to check in too many things." Min Yunqi waved his hand to express that he couldn't carry it.

"Come on, let's go in."

Song Zechen took out the key from his bag to open the door, and carried the suitcase inside.

Zheng Haoxi hurried out when he heard the commotion, and he met two shabby and sharp people dressed in heavy clothes with only their eyes exposed-people or bears.

Song Zechen was about to raise his hand in surprise to say hello to Zheng Haoxi who came back early.

The person on the opposite side screamed in panic: "Help! It's a robbery."

Min Yunqi fell and staggered.