Korean Entertainment's Betrayal

Ren Zhenya sneered, did Long Junheng underestimate her, "Are you going to apologize, do I have to accept it? Do you know what the biggest problem between us is?"

Long Junheng looked at Ren Zhenya blankly.

"It's trust."

Ren Zhenya's words turned into sharp icicles, piercing into the other person's chest one after another, "I have no way to believe what you say, whether it's an apology or a confession, and I don't want to believe it, do you understand? ?”

"You said I'd give you another chance?" Ren Zhenya felt it was extremely absurd. She had no trust in Long Junheng at all, so how could she give it another chance?

She suddenly remembered the scene in her debut movie "Yinjiao". Yinjiao's birthday gift was a mirror from her mother, but she was thrown off the hillside by a jealous poet student. The nearly seventy-year-old poet risked his life down the hillside , picked it up specially for Yinjiao.

Ren Zhenya took the box in Long Junheng's hand, touched the bracelet inside, and suddenly felt a sense of cheerful malice in her heart. She raised her head and said to him with a pale face, "Is this a gift representing your determination?"

Following Long Junheng's previous actions, Ren Zhenya put the box-holding hand outside the protective fence, showing a sarcastic smile: "Then please show me how determined you are."

Then Ren Zhenya let go of her hand, and the box fell into the steep slope covered by the lush forest.

The mountain in Naksan Park is high and steep. If you accidentally fall down, you may lose your hand or leg, or you may die. The news of climbers accidentally slipping, or committing suicide has been shown on TV several times.

She was sure that Long Junheng didn't have the guts to jump down to pick it up.

But in the next second, Ren Zhenya watched Long Junheng throw away his coat, climb over the guardrail with his bare hands, and slide down the slope carefully, his back looks very pitiful and thin.

If it was Long Junheng at the age of 16, he would have jumped without hesitation. Now at the age of 26, Long Junheng thought he would never be able to do such a crazy thing again, and he didn't know where the courage came from. Without even thinking about it, he jumped down. [Note 1]

She was taken aback for a moment, then rushed forward, clutching the guardrail tightly with both hands, with a nervous expression on her face: "Hey, Long Junheng! What are you doing?! Come up!"

Long Junheng knew that his heart was beating too fast, but he still turned his head and smiled confidently at Ren Zhenya: "I'm going to pick up the box and I'll be back soon."

There was a terrifying grinding sound between his shoes and the hillside.

Ren Zhenya's heart twitched, and she quickly said, "Don't pick it up! It's dangerous! Come back soon!"

But this time Long Junheng didn't look back.

He suddenly slipped his foot and slid down the hillside, his figure quickly disappeared into the shade of the trees!

"Long Junheng!" Ren Zhenya raised her voice several times in anxiety.

On the steep hillside hidden by layers of tree shadows, Long Junheng's voice came from far away, somewhat inaudible: "I'm fine! There was moss there just now, and I accidentally slipped."

"Don't pick it up! Come up quickly! I know your determination!"

However, this time there was no answer. Ren Zhenya was sweating and shouted down the hillside: "Long Junheng! Can you hear my voice? Long Zaishun! Answer me quickly!"

There has been no sound below the hillside, deathly silence, so quiet that it makes people panic.

Ren Zhenya regretted her waywardness now, she just wanted to slap herself several times with a backhand, if something happened to Long Junheng, what would she do?

Just when Ren Zhenya was about to call the police, there was a sudden rustling sound on the hillside below.

Ren Zhenya put down her phone and looked down expectantly.

It's Yong Junhyung!

His hair is disheveled, with a few leaves in his hair, his fingers tightly clasped between the rocks, and he gritted his teeth to climb up. Climbing up is more dangerous than going down, and the slope of the mountain is more dangerous. He must take every step carefully. , behind him is a bottomless mountain forest abyss, if he is not careful, his body will be broken into pieces.

Ren Zhenya covered her mouth and dared not speak, fearing that if she made a sound, Long Junheng would be distracted.

Long Junheng stubbornly dragged the tree roots that grew obliquely from the crevices of the stone, pulled them down hard, and then rubbed them up with his strength. Exhausted panting on the ground.

"Are you okay?" Ren Zhenya hurried over and knelt down to check the situation.

Long Junheng, whose limbs were weak, reluctantly took out the dark blue flannel box from his trouser pocket, patted the dust and mud on it with his hands, and smiled weakly: "I, I picked it up."

Ren Zhenya saw his cracked nails and multiple bruises on his wrists, and tears welled up in her eyes: "Long Junheng, you are crazy! Are you dying?!"

"It's you, it's worth it." Long Junheng, who survived the catastrophe, was still in the mood to wink at Ren Zhenya.

Long Junheng handed over the box, and asked cautiously: "You, do you believe me now?"

"Do you have any other options for me?" Ren Zhenya took the box and said while wiping the tears from her face, crying and laughing at the same time.

Ren Zhenya opened the box, intending to put on the bracelet, but Long Junheng suddenly grabbed her hand, and she looked at him suspiciously.

Long Junheng took the bracelet from the jewelry box, Ren Zhenya thought that he was going to put it on for herself, so she stretched out her hand silently, but saw Long Junheng struggling to stuff it into her wrist.Because the bracelet is for women, he spent a lot of time trying to put it on until his wrist was bruised.

"....."

Ren Zhenya:?Yong Junhyung, why don't you follow the script?

"This is a token to remind yourself. Whenever you see it, you should remember what I promised you." Long Junheng took the opportunity to hold her hand. The palms of both of them were sweaty, but at this moment he had never feel at ease.

Ren Zhenya looked at him for a while, and suddenly she couldn't help but laugh, and grabbed Long Junheng's hand behind her back, "I'll help you up."

Long Junheng stood up staggeringly according to his posture. Besides the dust, there were several holes in his dark trousers. Along with the broken skin, he frowned tightly, showing a painful expression, but there was nothing explain.

Ren Zhenya saw all this in her eyes.

The two walked down the mountain slowly. When they arrived at the parking lot, Ren Zhenya saw Long Junheng's car, and she asked, "What about your car?"

Both she and Long Junheng came here today in their own private cars, and now she is using her own car to take him home, so what will happen to Long Junheng's car?

Long Junheng: "It's okay, I will ask my manager to drive away."

Pushing Long Junheng into the passenger seat, Ren Zhenya started the car's engine and entered his home address into the gp in a few moments. She suddenly realized a terrible thing: she actually remembered the address of Long Junheng's home.

The last time she went to Long Junheng's house was on his birthday at the end of last year. Several months have passed. According to the memory ability of human beings, she should have forgotten it long ago, but she still remembers his home address. What does this mean?

Although the anger in her heart has completely faded, Ren Zhenya still doesn't want to admit a certain possibility.

Ren Zhenya shook her head, threw away the messy thoughts in her mind, and stepped on the accelerator.

When she arrived at the parking lot of Long Junheng's apartment, Ren Zhenya turned her head, intending to wake him up, but found that he was asleep, but saw that his face was flushed, his temples were soaked, and his breathing was short of breath, as if he was sick.

"Long Junheng? Long Junheng? Wake up?!" Ren Zhenya reached out and patted his face, her palm was hot, and she exclaimed, "It's so hot!"

As if awakened by her voice, Long Junheng opened his eyes unresponsively, and his eyes were full of mist.

Ren Zhenya touched his forehead and asked eagerly: "Long Junheng, are you sick?" Staring at Ren Zhenya with the pitiful and coquettish eyes of a puppy, Long Junheng coughed twice and said weakly: " ...have a cold."

Ren Zhenya put Long Junheng's hand on her shoulder, as if he was weak due to illness, Long Junheng almost leaned his entire body weight on Ren Zhenya.Her shoulders were suddenly crushed by his weight, and for the sake of the patient, she couldn't utter bad words, otherwise Ren Zhenya really wanted to say: Long Junheng, please lose weight.

Half-hunched Long Junheng went back to his house. As soon as Ren Zhenya walked into his house, her painting was hanging at the entrance.

It wasn't the portrait she gave to Long Junheng before, and then she scratched it with her own hands, but the work she hung on it under this pseudonym. This work tends to the brushwork of impressionism.

The deep blue sea and the light blue sky are subtly blended together in Ren Zhenya's pen, and the faint white clouds in the sky become the mark of the dividing point between the two, and the light and shadow change in many ways.

This is a work she painted before going to Pohang to enjoy the sun. Pohang is the place where the earliest sunrise in Korea is, and it is also a famous scenic spot to watch the sunrise. During the New Year, tens of thousands of tourists will come to watch the first sunrise of the new year. sunrise of the day.

Ren Zhenya put down the question that was about to blurt out, and helped Long Junheng into the living room.

As she passed the living room, she saw the portrait.It can be seen that the professionals have worked hard to repair it, but the knife mark is still very obvious, like a hideous wound, which looks quite shocking.

After entering the living room and putting Long Junheng on the bed, Ren Zhenya asked, "Where is your medicine box?"

Long Junheng pointed to his bedside table.

Ren Zhenya opened the drawer of the bedside table, and what came into view was the medicine box lying alone in the drawer. There was nothing in the cabinet except the medicine box.She opened the lid of the medicine box and took out disinfectants, cotton, gauze, cold medicine, antipyretics and a thermometer.

Passing the things to Long Junheng, Ren Zhenya raised her chin slightly, signaling him to treat the wound by himself.

Long Junheng pursed his mouth, grabbed her wrist, and said with an aggrieved expression, "Aren't you going to apply the medicine for me?"

"...Do you still expect me to help you take off your pants?" Ren Zhenya looked at a mentally handicapped child with kind and caring eyes.

"…….All right."

Ren Zhenya walked out of the room, went to the living room to pour a glass of water, and waited for Long Junheng to deal with it by himself before returning to the room with the water glass.While waiting for the thermometer to measure, Ren Zhenya looked around and unexpectedly found that his living room was quite clean, unlike the mess outside where there was no place to set foot.

Beep, beep, beep.

It's the sound of a thermometer.

Taking the thermometer handed over by Long Junheng, Ren Zhenya looked at the number on it, "37.5 degrees, you have a fever, it's fine if you don't have a fever."

Ren Zhenya stuffed the water glass into Long Junheng's hand, picked up the cold medicine beside the bedside table, followed the dosage instructions on it, and said, "Take 1-2 tablets each time, take it orally."

Poured the pill into the palm of her hand, Ren Zhenya watched Long Junheng take the medicine with warm water, and suddenly asked, "What's your relationship with Gong Shanghe?"

Maybe it was the illness that lowered Long Junheng's vigilance, he grabbed the quilt and answered obediently: "He is my manager."

Looking at Long Junheng's pitiful expression of 'I'm sick and fragile' on Long Junheng's face, it's really not the usual look he would have if he was beaten to death but not cute, Ren Zhenya hesitated and said, "Are you sure you're okay?"

Long Junheng blinked his eyes, with a very weak but pitiful look: "Well, it's okay."

Ren Zhenya stood up suddenly, and looked at him from an overhead angle with a half-smile, "Since you're fine, I'll go first, and there's a promotional schedule for "Princess Han" in the afternoon."

Looking at the back of Ren Zhenya leaving freely, Long Junheng stretched out Erkang's hand in shock: Eh? !Bridge more sacks!

But soon, Long Junheng heard a sound from the kitchen, followed by the aroma of rice porridge slowly drifting into the bedroom, arousing the appetite of salivation, and finally the sound of the entrance door being gently closed.

She was still soft-hearted.

Wrapping himself in the quilt, Long Junheng couldn't help laughing, thinking that it would be a waste of time. In the cold weather of March, without turning on the floor heating and heating, he took a cold shower in the morning and evening, and then went out to run circles in the community. Get yourself a cold.

Long Junheng rubbed his nose, and sent a text message to his manager, Gong Shanghe, telling him to remember to go to Luoshan Park to pick up the car. After sending the text message, he was holding the phone, and suddenly remembered the text message he had sent with Zhang Xiansheng a few days ago. He hadn't seen it for a long time. I have contacted Zhang Xiansheng individually.

Yong Junhyung: Hyunseung, why do you usually get sick when the seasons change?

Zhang Xiansheng looked at the text message blankly, and only replied with two words: Mental retardation.

Yong Junhyung: Mentally retarded can't do it!How to pretend to be mentally retarded? !

Zhang Xiansheng: ...you are retarded.

Text message conversation, over.