Korean Entertainment's Betrayal

"Let's put this in the room too, and then we need to vacuum." Long Junheng piled up all the sundries in the living room into the bedroom, and took the vacuum cleaner to spare no matter the size of the room, including the corners.

He knocked on his glass waist and sighed to himself: "This should work, right? I'm so tired."

He suddenly remembered the Wen Ju gift from Liang Yaoxie from the previous team, which was a scented candle with the smell of orange blossom. Long Junheng hurriedly took it out, lit it and placed it on the dining table.

Not long after, the room was filled with a slightly strong fragrance.

"The smell seems too strong." Long Junheng frowned, quickly put out the scented candle, and stuffed it into the room.

He thought for a while, and took out his bottle of perfume again. The silver mountain spring is based on clear aquatic notes, supplemented with refreshing lime peel and sandalwood, and has the characteristics of long-lasting fragrance.

Now there is a clear and cold smell in the room, with a strong sense of abstinence.

Long Junheng looked out at the night scene of Seoul, where the night was falling. The brightly lit viaduct was full of vehicles. The abyss at the bottom of the pool makes people feel cold.For some reason, Long Junheng shuddered subconsciously.

Putting aside this inexplicable anxiety, today is his birthday, and Ren Zhenya will come to have dinner with him.

He went to the company's practice room to practice dancing during the day, and started tidying up the house as soon as he got home in the afternoon. He didn't want the other party to see his messy house.Long Junheng remembered the package he received just now, and the signature on it was from Ren Zhihui. When he signed for it, he was stunned for a moment before he remembered that it was Ren Zhenya's real name.

Based on Long Junheng's many years of experience in love, he thought it should be a birthday present from Ren Zhenya, and maybe he planned to open it when the two of them were together.Even though he knew that it was his birthday present, Long Junheng still faintly felt excited.

He glanced at the clock: "ah, it's time to start cooking."

Long Junheng plunged into the kitchen. He went to the supermarket in the afternoon and bought ingredients for pasta. He also specially asked his friend who likes red wine to recommend a bottle of red wine suitable for women's taste. He picked up the bottle Yuanyuan's red wine, he remembered what his friend said.

A friend asked him: "What type of coffee does she drink? With sugar and milk? Or nothing?"

"...No milk, but two sugars will be added." Long Junheng searched the vague memory in his mind, and answered vaguely.

Holding her chin, the other party speculated: "Then she should be able to accept acidity. By the way, does she usually like to drink tea? Black tea? Green tea? Or Chinese tea?"

Only then did Long Junheng realize how careless he was: "I remember that she seems to prefer black tea. But does this have anything to do with picking red wine?"

My friend had an expression of 'You are still too tender', "This shows that she should have a good appreciation of acidity and tannin, plus her habit of adding two sugars to coffee, I would recommend you to buy that kind of acidity High, but fruity red wine type."

"...so which type of red wine is it?"

"I think Merlot or Shiraz are good, with medium acidity, medium-to-high tannin, rich fruity taste, rich and aromatic taste in the mouth, and the layering sense felt by the taste buds will be very delicate."

Long Junheng put this Merlot on the dining table in the living room, rolled up his sleeves and cheered himself up: "Long Junheng, you can do it? It's just spaghetti, it's very simple."

But when he took the thawed beef in his hand, he couldn't help frowning, showing a disgusted and disgusted expression.So Long Junheng put down the beef and said to himself, "It's better to cook the noodles first."

While looking at the recipe with his mobile phone, Long Junheng read: "First take out a small pot and fill it with a certain amount of water. The amount of water is based on the amount of noodles, then put a small spoonful of salt, and put the pasta in a divergent shape. In the pot, after the noodles are boiled, scoop up the water and mix well with olive oil. Be careful, don’t over-cold water.”

"Isn't this very simple." Long Junheng looked happy.

Following the steps in the recipe, Long Junheng put the noodles in cold water, then stood and brushed his sns while waiting for the noodles to boil. At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Long Junheng suddenly became anxious, and paced back and forth in the kitchen: "It's over, the clothes haven't been changed, and the pasta hasn't been cooked yet."

The doorbell rang for the first time, and after a while, the doorbell rang for the second time.

"Ah, don't worry about it." Long Junheng turned off the switch of the stove annoyed, and rushed to the living room to open the door.

When Long Junheng opened the door, it was Ren Zhenya standing outside the door. She was wearing a long black dress and a bohemian-style shawl, decorated with long silver pendants, looking casual and elegant. She has a mature charm, but it is too different from her previous dressing style.

Although doubts flashed in his heart, but at this time, Long Junheng didn't think much about it.

Ren Zhenya closed her eyes slightly, her nose moved, as if she was smelling something, she said to Long Junheng: "Brother Junheng is cooking? I seem to smell gas."

"Ah?!" Long Junheng suddenly turned pale with shock. Could it be that he didn't turn on the gas?

Regardless of entertaining Ren Zhenya, Long Junheng hurried back to the kitchen, only to find that there was a hissing sound and an unpleasant smell inside. It turned out that he was too hasty to turn on the switch of the gas stove just now.

"Is it okay to put your shoes at the entrance?" Ren Zhenya took off her short boots and walked in with only socks on her feet.

"It's okay, you can wear my slippers first." Long Junheng turned the switch on again, turned his head and noticed Ren Zhenya's plain socks, and simply kicked off his own slippers, letting Ren Zhenya wear them, but At the same time, his own bare toes curled up unconsciously.

Ren Zhenya raised her head slightly, glanced at the messy kitchen, and chuckled softly: "Brother Junheng is planning to make spaghetti bolognese?"

Long Junheng coughed uncomfortably, scratched his neck, his ears turned red, "Mmm."

Seeing at a glance that Long Junheng is not the type who often cooks at home, Ren Zhenya said: "Let me do it, after all, it is brother Junheng's birthday, so the birthday boy should sit obediently and wait for others to sing the birthday song and send blessings. "

"Then, I will trouble you." Long Junheng was a little embarrassed, and he didn't want to ruin this precious night.

When Long Junheng came back from the entrance and put on new slippers on his feet, he found that Ren Zhenya took off her shawl, pulled up her hair, and was chopping up the ingredients while cooking the noodles. Like some kind of beautiful melody.Her back made Long Junheng feel inexplicably warm.

When Ren Zhenya heard Long Junheng's footsteps, she turned her head and explained to him: "I have re-cooked the noodles, and the noodles should be boiled after the water is boiled, otherwise the taste will be too soft."

Boys would have such fantasies when they were young, that they would help their children with their homework outside the living room, the figure of his wife cooking in the kitchen, and the smell of food, this kind of home life is very reassuring.

Long Junheng was no exception and had this kind of fantasy. He realized once again that Ren Zhenya is a woman who is very suitable for men to settle down, but at this stage, he doesn't want to anchor on the shore, just want to continue Floating in the sea.

But when he thought of the scene where Ren Zhenya would talk and laugh happily with other men, would be in a couple with other men, and would never be by his side again, Long Junheng felt panicked and uncomfortable.

It would be great if the current situation could be maintained, Ren Zhenya would stay by her side, but he didn't need to make corresponding promises, Long Junheng thought selfishly.

"Brother Junheng, do you have butter at home? The meat sauce stir-fried with butter will taste more delicious." Ren Zhenya put the seasoned minced beef aside, washed her hands in the sink, and asked Long Junheng .

Thinking of the refrigerator at home, except for drinks, beer and shochu, everything else seems to be expired food, especially the kimchi that his mother made for him. layer up.

Long Junheng hurriedly said: "No, I don't have butter at home."

Ren Zhenya wasn't surprised at all. Some people's taste is more Korean, so the chance of using butter is very rare, so she asked, "Where do you keep the oil at home?"

"I, I'll give it to you." Fearing that Ren Zhenya would discover the secret of the house, Long Junheng volunteered to help her.

With the help of Ren Zhenya, two plates of spaghetti bolognese were successfully placed on the dinner table.

Long Junheng unsealed the red wine, poured a glass of red wine for each of them, and lit two ordinary candles to create an atmosphere. Under the dim yellow light, the color of the wine changed to dark purple.

Long Junheng carefully avoided Ren Zhenya being photographed in the camera, took a photo of the candlelight dinner scene, and then asked Ren Zhenya cautiously: "Can I put SNS? I didn't take a picture of you ,rest assured."

Ren Zhenya froze for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."

The two chatted about their current situation, and Long Junheng mentioned the title song "flower" of his solo album this time.

""flower" was originally an inspiration for me one day after the "shadow" comeback trip, and I also showed it to the members. Everyone responded very well, saying that this song will be included in the next song. In the comeback album." Speaking of this, Long Junheng showed a guilty expression.

He continued: "Later, representative Hong came to me and said that he planned to let me release a solo album, and asked me if I had any satisfactory works on hand, so I took "flower" and several other works, and then the representative said He said, 'Junhyung, let's use "flower" as the theme song for his solo."

A faint smile appeared on Ren Zhenya's lips, "Did the members say anything?"

The dragon girl's body looked aggrieved: "Everyone said to me indifferently: Oh, I see."

Ren Zhenya also talked about her joining Liu Yaren's studio. When Long Junheng heard this name, he felt a little uncomfortable.During the filming of "Elegant Lies", there were many behind-the-scenes photos and videos, among which Ren Zhenya and Liu Yaren were the most, resulting in frequent news about the two of them.

In particular, the director of "Elegant Lies" commented: "Liu Yaren is a very good actor, this sentence is true, but he is also a very good actor. Some actors have the skills to bring people into the play, such as Ren Zhenya, but Liu Yaren doesn't have one, and you can't act alone because many actors are like him. Actors like Ren Zhenya are still in the minority. I was once worried about Ren Zhenya who was going to play against Liu Yaren , but later I discovered that the cooperation between these two people is not 11=2, but >2, or even double the effect.”

Long Junheng seemed to sigh from the bottom of his heart: "It seems that Zhenya and Liu Yaren have a very good relationship."

Ren Zhenya put down her silver fork, and said flatly, "Brother Yaren and I are just friends."

She is very sure that she and Liu Yaren will not develop beyond friendship.

It's not that the outside rumors about him being gay are true, but that Liu Yaren himself is a young man who prefers the taste of mature women, so Ren Zhenya is destined not to suit his taste.It also made her feel at ease.

However, Ren Zhenya didn't intend to tell Long Junheng about these things.

"What type of girl does Jun Heng like?"

Choked by Ren Zhenya's sudden straightforward question, Long Junheng didn't know how to answer for a while.He knew that this was another temptation by Ren Zhenya.He should have said some specious and ambiguous words to get away with it, but he looked at the beautiful Ren Zhenya under the candlelight, and at this moment he was willing to follow his heart:

"Type, in fact, there is no specific ideal type, but I know... a girl like Zhenya must not be suitable for me."

Because he is still unwilling to anchor in a port, Ren Zhenya is not suitable for him now.

Ren Zhenya lowered her eyebrows, and under the ambiguous light of the light, a small shadow was cast on her eyelashes: "Brother Junheng, did you receive my package? It's a birthday present for you."

Long Junheng was overjoyed, very happy: "Yes, I put it in the room and haven't opened it yet, I'll go get it now."

Seeing Long Junheng leaving the living room, Ren Zhenya slowly stood up, left the dining table, walked to the sofa and picked up her camel leather messenger bag, took out an item from there, and hid it in her palm.

Moving the somewhat cumbersome package to the living room, Long Junheng looked around for the scissors that he didn't know where to put them, but Ren Zhenya suddenly asked: "Is a utility knife okay?"

Long Junheng looked at the small utility knife in her hand, and felt that he didn't have such a style of utility knife at home, but he was in a hurry to unpack the package, and he didn't think too much about it, but said, "Of course it's possible. "

After being unwrapped by layers of packages, the gift inside finally revealed its true face—it was a painting.

It was an oil painting of Long Junheng.He has purple smooth hair, biting a red drinking straw, and wearing the promise ring between him and his ex-girlfriend on the little finger of his right hand, looking directly at the camera with cold eyes.

Seeing the shape inside at a glance, Long Junheng was unbelievably surprised: "...is this the shape I returned last year?"

Ren Zhenya smiled and said: "Well, I searched for photos on the Internet at the time, and thought the backstage photos of this singing show were very suitable, so I drew them, thinking of giving them to you as a birthday present."

"...Thank you, Zhenya, really, thank you." Long Junheng didn't know how to express his gratitude.

He has heard that the creation of oil paintings is not easy, it takes a long time and painstaking effort, a painting may take months or even years to complete, so the painter himself would rather keep it for himself, Not to mention giving it to others as a gift.

"You're welcome." Ren Zhenya said with a smile, but her smile made people feel very uncomfortable.

Long Junheng finally noticed that there was something strange about her behavior tonight.

At this time, an accident happened suddenly!

"His."

It was the piercing sound of a knife cutting through a painting. The portrait was cut in half.

Long Junheng stared blankly at Ren Zhenya who was holding a utility knife, and the latter threw down the utility knife, and there was a crisp 'dang' sound on the ground.

Ren Zhenya stood up slowly, picked up her messenger bag, and looked down at Long Junheng from a condescending angle. The gentle face in the past was now as cold as ice.

She asked: "Do you like this birthday present? Long Junhengxi."