[Korean Entertainment] Love Master

It's purely a joke to do it again.

When Song Xiyuan saw Quan Zhilong's overjoyed expression, he knew he was teasing her again.

But there was nothing she could find fault with what he did next.

He took a bath with her obediently.Dry her gently.Even blow-dried her hair.

The two of them got back into the quilt dryly before he started talking to her about business.

"Why did you say that all of a sudden?" he asked.

"What?" Song Xiyuan raised his ear.

Although he immediately thought of what he was referring to, he still pretended not to know.

"I love you."

"Why? Can't you tell me?"

"Oh, haven't you heard of it? You can't take it as the truth when you say that when you are doing it."

After all, it is a confession driven by desire.Desire is over, who knows what will be left.

"Really?" Song Xiyuan rolled his eyes at him, "I haven't heard of it, after all, I have no previous experience."

The implication is that you have rich experience and know a lot.

"..." Quan Zhilong was speechless.

Song Xiyuan snorted, a little unhappy: "Don't you like it?"

"I like it..." he replied, isn't it because he likes it, so he wants to listen to it again.

Song Xiyuan could only see his dissatisfaction, but not that deeply.

Then he snorted again: "I don't think it's true what you said now."

The two of them lay together, entangled with one or two sentences over and over again.

Quan Zhilong looked at the ceiling and burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Xiyuan frowned, and was hugged tightly by him the next second.

"I love you," he told her.

Looking at him, she suddenly understood why he was being hypocritical just now.

"I love you too." She held out her hand to hug him.

Well, that makes up.

Quan Zhilong buried herself in her chest and laughed.

If you can hear it so easily, why did you go back in a big circle just now?

"I love you so much." She patted his head, "So, don't leave me."

She thought she might be talking stupid again.

Because whether the people around you leave or stay is never something that you can control.

Quan Zhilong also thought she was stupid.

"Why should I leave you?" he asked.

At this moment, I can't think of any reason to leave her side.

"I don't know..." She smiled, "Just... because I love you, I'm a little scared..."

"Don't be afraid..." He kissed her eyes, the tip of her nose, and her lips.

Anxiety turned into a gentle and patient kiss.

Then, he fell on top of her again.

This time... it's not a joke.

After the concert, it's the official comeback.

Song Xiyuan actually hoped that Quan Zhilong could come to visit the class.

Not for anything else, but to share this side of her with him.

But obviously, he won't have that free time recently.

There is no boyfriend, and there are many friends who come to give surprises.

On this day, Kim Soo Hyun appeared at Song Hee Won's filming scene.

He was not informed beforehand, so Song Xiyuan was a little surprised to see him suddenly, but afterward, he became completely happy.

"Why are you here?" she asked.

"Bring you food." Kim Soo Hyun stood up and pointed to the bento box on the coffee table.

"Auntie made it?" Song Xiyuan walked towards him excitedly.

It's the relationship between being able to deliver food, which is a bit unusual.

Following behind Song Xiyuan, Li Zhongshuo and Jiang Seungyun looked at each other.

Song Xiyuan didn't just think about eating.

She turned her head and introduced to them: "This is my brother, do you know his name?"

From calling me Senior Sister to this being my elder brother, it is impossible to say that Kim Soo Hyun has no feelings at all.

"Come and eat fruit." He greeted everyone with a shy smile.

He brought Xiyuan the rice cooked by his mother, and brought some fruits for the others.

They are similar in age and will not be silent.

Li Zhongshuo still has some things to ask for advice, and the chat with Kim Soo-hyun immediately became hot.

Song Xiyuan concentrated on grilling the rice, and ate the lunch box upside down in a short while.

He planned to find a place to wash lunch boxes, but was stopped by Kim Soo Hyun.

"My mother said that it would be fine to take it back like this." While talking, she cleaned up.

Song Xiyuan patted his belly contentedly and collapsed on the sofa.

Li Zhongshuo shook his head: "Are you what an actress should look like?"

The relationship between the two of them went from comfortable to awkward, and then from awkward to comfortable.

At this moment, Song Xiyuan just glanced at him lazily and didn't answer.

Kim Soo Hyun put the lunch box into a cloth bag and sat down next to Song Hee Won again.

"Have you not been active recently?" Song Xiyuan asked.

To be able to visit the set, of course, his previous drama had finished.

"Hmm..." Kim Soo-hyun said, "There are a few advertisements and pictorial work here and there."

"Hmm..." Song Xiyuan wasn't worried about him anyway.

Even if there is no script or something now, sooner or later there will be.

"By the way," Kim Soo Hyun continued, "The friend you recommended here, I heard that they are going to negotiate a contract now."

So you can sign it?

"En!" Song Xiyuan nodded again, thinking that he would go to condolences to Li Xuanyu after the matter was settled.

"I have a younger brother," she smiled at Kim Soo Hyun, "Brother, please take good care of him."

He was obviously her friend, but he pushed him to take care of her.

Kim Soo Hyun didn't care at all, and responded with a smile: "Understood."

She also has no choice, TV dramas plus movies, she has been busy until the middle of the year.

I still have to fall in love, and I don't always have time to go to the company.

Surprises don't happen very often, but more often in ordinary times.

At the beginning of March, the last filming of "Special Couple" I got married.

The agreed meeting place is inside the campus of Song Xiyuan High School.

This is also where they first filmed and the story begins.

At that time, I didn't know each other well at all, but we wanted to record a show together.

Now we are very familiar, but we have to part ways.

The same scenery, the same people, what's the difference... I can't tell for a while, I can only feel it myself.

The director deliberately wanted to make the audience feel emotional.

At this moment, Song Xiyuan, who was sitting in the scenery, was also very emotional.

This is probably the greatest portrayal of right and wrong.

A year has passed and she has now graduated from high school and is a college student.

Not to mention, in life, around, those significant or subtle changes.

She was waiting in the classroom, and the assistant brought chalk and asked her to draw another picture on the blackboard.

The chalk drawing at that time was her whim, but now the echo from beginning to end can be regarded as a perfect ending.

She walked to the blackboard, raised her wrist, and outlined the figure with a few strokes.

Same as her current outfit.

With long hair and wearing a skirt, he is Cui Minghao's ideal type.

Then, I imagined his appearance and continued to draw.

In terms of appearance, he hasn't changed much, and even his hair has grown, which is as fluffy as when we met last year.

She was halfway through the painting when Cui Minhao walked in.

The departure time is the same as last time.

But today, he did not hesitate or hesitate on this journey.

"Come here?" Song Xiyuan glanced at him with a smile, and kept moving with the pen, "How is my painting?"

"Very good." Cui Minhao said with a faint smile.

Song Xiyuan glanced at him again, and handed over a piece of chalk: "Together, can you color in?"

"Okay." Cui Minghao's smile became a little more sincere, and he walked to her side.

The two of them were painting, not talking much.

But handing chalk or chalk eraser, you can see tacit understanding in these small actions.

After the cooperation is completed, the two of them will comment together by leaning on the desk.

"It seems that the painting skills have become better?" Cui Minhao laughed.

"It should be that people look better," Song Xiyuan said with a smile, "it will naturally look better when painted."

Cui Minghao looked at her with a smile.

Song Xiyuan turned his head away.

Looking at each other, I saw the reluctance and depression in his eyes.

Those feelings of right and wrong just now became heartless in an instant.

At this moment, she really felt sad.

It's not that there is no more love, or... it's very sad.

Even if it is a friend saying goodbye, I will be sad.

They agreed to continue to be friends, but in fact... Cui Minhao, to her, could never be a friend like Li Yuxian or Park Chanyeol.

With this farewell, it will be difficult to communicate in life.

After all, there is still a warm memory.

Originally, I turned around and said goodbye, just throwing away that memory.

Now it is necessary for two people to work together to bury this memory properly.

The originally weak emotions, just like this, were infinitely magnified by the two people looking at each other.

Seeing her expression, Cui Minhao smiled even wider.

He raised his hand and rubbed her hair: "it's the last day, where do you want to go?"

"I..." Song Xiyuan reluctantly curled his mouth, and went to hold his hand, "Let's go home."

The two held hands, bought a bouquet of bright red roses, and returned to their wedding room.

I haven't been back for a long time, and dust has accumulated on the table top and the piano cover.

So the first thing to do is - cleaning.

After tidying up, I put the flowers in the vase, and then the two of them sat down on the sofa together.

Go and check the tasks they wrote down together at the time and agreed to complete together.

"Driving license test..." Song Xiyuan read from the first line.

"It's done." Cui Minhao took a pen and ticked the front.

"Pick up Her Majesty the Queen from school..." Song Xi laughed.

Cui Minhao also laughed, and then ticked off: "This is also done."

Read the past one by one, and the corresponding memory images emerge one by one in my mind.

Watching movies, swimming, skiing...

We did a lot of things together.

The tasks written on the blackboard were ticked off row by row.

In the end, there was only one vacancy left.

"Appreciate the flowers." Song Xiyuan looked at him, "What flowers are there now?"

"The cherry blossoms are a bit early," he answered her gently, "but the plum blossoms are just in time."