The splendid life of Korean entertainment

At eight o'clock in the evening, Song Ya finally felt some hunger.Getting up from the sofa, she went into the kitchen to cook some noodles.After the pot was set up and the spicy cabbage was being cut, Xuan Bin opened the door of the outer room and walked in.The lights in the living room were not turned on, only a glimmer of pale light from the TV screen.Turning around the foyer, Xuan Bin saw that the lights were on in the kitchen as well. He seemed to be thankful. He let out a long sigh of relief, shook the keys in his hand, and waited for a while, but Song Yaying did not come out.

After thinking about it, he walked to the kitchen.

The water in the pot gradually bubbled up.Song Ya took the noodles out of the cupboard.Xuan Bin stood at the door of the kitchen, quietly looking at Song Ya's back, was it an illusion?He felt that she had lost a lot of weight in just one afternoon.He tried to cough lightly, trying to get her attention, but she didn't seem to hear it, she was always standing by the stove with full attention, quietly waiting for the water in the pot to boil.

Smiling awkwardly, Xuan Bin walked in. "Eating noodles again?" He hugged her from behind and blamed her in a low voice.

The water boiled.

"Do you want to eat?" She half turned her head and asked, her face was calm and there was no abnormality.

He looked at her and felt that the peace made him very reassuring.Smiling and kissing the corner of her brow, he said viciously, "I want to eat you more." As he spoke, a pair of big hands reached into her loose cashmere sweater.

His hands were a little cold, with the chill outside, she shivered unconsciously, trying to avoid him, but instead was hugged even tighter.

"Don't hide, Yami, let me kiss you well."

"We just separated this afternoon." She reminded with a faint smile.The tone of the word "afternoon" is deliberately emphasized.

Xuan Bin's restless big hands paused for a moment, but only for a second, before continuing to move forward, reaching into her underwear.He didn't speak, he chose to be silent.But Song Ya didn't want to be silent, she poured noodles into the pot and said nonchalantly, "So, the heroine of the new play is Miss Song Huiqiao?"

"Hmm..." Xuan Bin kissed her ear and replied vaguely.

Song Ya didn't understand when she and Xuan Bin became what they are now, they only care about "intimacy" when they met, sometimes at Xuan Bin's house, sometimes here, but no matter how close they are, once it ends, one of the two will Will leave quickly due to sudden arrival or pre-arranged work.

It turned out that Song Ya didn't think there was any problem with such a hasty "intimacy", but today it was different, she found that she and him were not in love, but an affair.They haven't had a good chat for a long time, what is he busy with, who is he with every day, is he happy in filming?He no longer told her these things, and so did she. Before the meeting, she had a lot of things in her heart that she wanted to tell him, such as the interesting stories in Japan and the United States.However, it seemed that it was too late to talk about everything, and he was about to leave again.

Now, although Xuan Bin is hugging her tightly, his kiss and heavy breathing are close to her ears, but Song Ya feels that Xuan Bin is standing in another world at this moment.

Snapped!Song Ya turned off the stove.

"So, the heroine of the new play is Miss Song Huiqiao?"

She broke free from his restless hand and kissed, turned around and looked at him with piercing eyes, as if she wanted to see through him.

Just a few hours ago, when Song Ya saw Song Huiqiao coming out of the private room gracefully, her mind was blank.However, she soon calmed down again. Even though Xuan Bin's appearance was slightly weird, and even though there were only two water glasses on the table in the room, Song Ya still told herself that the Korean entertainment industry is so big, and as a powerful actor In other words, it is impossible for Xuan Bin not to know Song Huiqiao.Just like meddling people like to tie themselves with Jiang Dongyuan, many media and netizens also like to describe Hyun Bin and Song Hye Kiyo as a "couple".

About this point, Song Ya still didn't know the reason, she thought, probably the unapproachable coldness in Xuan Bin was very similar to the ice beauty Song Huiqiao.

However, facing the enthusiasm of the media and netizens, Xuan Bin seemed very angry. He crumpled up those messy newspapers in front of Song Ya more than once, "Crazy! Yaa, don't believe it." These!"

Song Ya smiled, of course she wouldn't be stupid enough to believe it, she put her arms around the annoyed Xuan Bin and kissed her, she said, "Don't worry, I'm not that narrow-minded!"

However, when meeting Song Huiqiao in the corridor, Song Ya suddenly remembered that no matter how much Xuan Bin denied his relationship with Song Huiqiao in front of her, he never clarified a word in front of the media.Facing the camera, he is always evasive, or keeps silent, letting the situation develop, and Song Huiqiao is also the same.

So, what's going on in all this?true or false?

In the kitchen, Song Ya looked at Xuan Bin as gently as possible, hoping that he could tell her the truth.Is it too much?Song Ya didn't think, even if Xuan Bin just nodded and said "Yes, she is the heroine" or "No, just chatting." Song Ya felt that she could overcome the hurdle of anger and anxiety in her heart.However, facing her question, Xuan Bin smiled coldly: "Why, are you doubting me?"

Under the incandescent light, there was a chill in his eyes, he smiled, dimples looming, and a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Song Ya's eyes also turned cold: "No, I'm just curious."

"What are you curious about?" Xuan Bin asked, "Are you curious about the choice of the heroine, or are you curious about what Miss Song Huiqiao and I are talking about?"

Song Ya's expression remained unchanged: "They're all curious."

As if it was the first day he knew Song Ya, Xuan Bin stared at her for a long time, he stopped smiling, his face was as cold as his gaze.

"We didn't talk about anything," he said curtly.

"Since there's nothing to talk about, what's the point of telling me the content?" Song Ya looked at him. "Talking about movies is also chatting, chatting about life is also chatting, two people can talk about many things, love, ideals, family..."

"Enough!" Xuan Bin interrupted her roughly, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, quickly dialed a number, and pressed the speakerphone.

The phone beeped twice, and Song Huiqiao's sweet and cold voice came from inside: "Hello, I'm Song Huiqiao."

"Hi senior, I'm Xuan Bin."

Seemingly not surprised, Song Huiqiao said calmly, "Oh, hello, what's the matter?"

Xuan Bin supported the stove with one hand, wrapped Song Ya in his arms, and held the mobile phone between himself and Song Ya with the other hand. He looked at Song Ya who turned his head away, and smiled sarcastically, but he was very businesslike. Song Huiqiao said: "That's right, senior, you told me at noon today that the foundation you and Senior Han Zhihui co-founded will hold a fundraiser for African children. I have made up my mind that I must participate in such a meaningful event. "

"Really? That's great, but I remember you said at noon that your schedule might not work."

On the other end of the phone, there was a hint of warmth in Song Huiqiao's voice.Song Ya listened, but felt that the harmonious "warmth" was like a knife on her sensitive and suspicious heart.Foundation...African children...Song Ya suddenly felt ashamed and wanted to escape, but Xuan Bin hugged her back into her arms.

His arms wrapped tightly around her waist.

"Let go of me." She said with suppressed anger.

"Don't even think about it!" He glared at her, resting his chin on her neck, his face pressed against her.Before hanging up the phone, Xuan Bin hugged the restless Song Ya and said to Song Huiqiao: "Don't worry about the schedule, the company will arrange it for me."

Song Huiqiao laughed, and said sincerely: "Xuan Binxi, it's great that you can come. First of all, I would like to thank you on behalf of the staff of the foundation."

"You are too kind, senior, it is my honor to participate in such a meaningful event."

"Then, let's meet in Busan next month." Song Huiqiao said.

"Ok!"

The phone was hung up, and Song Ya finally broke free from Xuan Bin's control, almost angrily, she walked quickly to the living room.Xuan Bin put his hands in his pockets, and followed behind him slowly with the attitude of a winner.He laughed softly, and Song Ya's ears were full of sarcasm.

"Stop laughing!" she said loudly while sitting on the sofa and watching him.

"Are you embarrassed?" He seemed to have discovered some secret, and he closed his mouth happily.

Song Ya didn't speak, she had never been so ashamed.

"I misunderstood me, shouldn't I apologize?" He stood still and asked with a smile.

Song Ya lowered her head, looked at the white light reflected on the floor, was silent for a moment, and said to Xuan Bin as if begging: "You go, I want to be alone for a while."

"You still want to make trouble?" He came over angrily, almost rudely pressing her on the sofa.

"Don't..." She pushed him hard, but his strength was surprisingly strong, and she couldn't bear to refuse.When his kiss landed on her neck, it hurt like a needle prick.In fact, Song Ya didn't know what she was still struggling with. All the problems seemed to be solved because of the phone call just now, but there was always a voice in her heart asking, "Is that true?"

Finally, Song Ya bit Xuan Bin's lip.

"Ah!" Xuan Bin jumped up in shock, and when he touched the corner of his mouth, blood had already oozed out.Almost in shock, he looked at Song Ya who was sitting on the sofa with an angry face.

"If I say I don't want to, I really don't!" she said aloud, and straightened her clothes.

Xuan Bin turned pale with anger: "What do you mean by speaking to me in that tone?"

"What do you think?!" She glared at him.

"I'm your boyfriend, yaa, not a rapist, so don't look at me like that!" Xuan Bin gritted his teeth and complained.Her disgusted eyes hurt him. "What are you still angry about? You listened to the phone call. Senior Song Huiqiao and I have nothing to do. Besides, even if something really happened, can the two of us have an affair in a teahouse? Song Yamei, please be smarter! "

His angry questioning made her ears ring.Stubbornly turning her head away, she didn't want to speak.Although in her heart, she had told him sorry a thousand times.

"Aren't you talking yet?" Xuan Bin looked at her and asked, then laughed again, absurdly annoyed. "Well, it seems that you still haven't figured it out, but I kind of figured it out, yaa, I seem to suddenly not understand you, maybe it's my problem, maybe it's not, so, after I figured out these problems thoroughly Before, I thought we should not contact each other. Goodbye!"

Song Ya thought she would cry, but she didn't. She was sad, but she didn't know why.She turned her head and wanted to say something to Xuan Bin, but as far as she could see, there was only an empty room.

After that day, Xuan Bin never contacted Song Ya again.

Throughout December, Song Ya was groggy.