[Korean entertainment] I might love you

"Let's go to dinner in the afternoon."

"Where you packed dessert last time."

After sitting in the coffee shop for almost a whole morning, Hong Nanzhu answered a phone call. Their lunch date fell through, so they took advantage of the opportunity to propose a dinner date.

Pu Minya shook her head: "Forget it in the afternoon, it's not good to go out after you get home."

"Let's meet again."

Hong Nanzhu didn't say much, and went straight to the parking lot.

"I want to take a taxi." Park Minya took a few steps behind and explained her direction: "I didn't drive."

Hong Nanzhu thought that Park Minya was driving: "Why didn't you drive?" Like her, Park Minya is a person who is used to driving by herself, and she used to be like this.

Park Minya hasn't driven a car these days, and she's almost used to living in a taxi: "I don't really want to drive recently."

Hong Nanzhu was noncommittal: "Then let's make another appointment,"

"Not Minya, don't refuse me next time. I will be angry."

Park Minya nodded her assurance, smiled and walked in the other direction.

In the end, she decided to do it herself. Since Quan Zhixie's requirements are not high, she can still cook home-cooked food.

After going to the supermarket to replenish fresh ingredients, Pu Minya made lunch with great energy, a simple fried rice, then took a nap according to the schedule, continued to review after waking up, and did not start preparing dinner until five o'clock in the afternoon.

When Quan Zhiyao called, she happened to be marinating meat with seasoning. Small stir-fried pork is the most common kind of Chinese home cooking. The simplest thing is to serve it with sweet peppers. It is necessary to simply marinate the meat in advance, which is what Pu Minya's mother used to do.

In fact, she is not a culinary expert, she just misses it, and she used to like to imagine cooking. In fact, the opportunity to really cook is pampered and not many in the two lives, but she has a good talent. She can grasp the saltiness and ease at the same time Success, when I came to South Korea, I did a lot of hands-on work when I was not negative at the beginning, and I also developed a familiar feeling.

It is a bit of inflated self-confidence, but there is also a bit of real skill.

After mentioning the floor and house number, Park Minya opened the door and blocked it with a slipper. She wanted to start cooking seaweed egg drop soup and didn't want to be disturbed, let alone waiting for someone to ring the doorbell.

It is not difficult to make seaweed egg drop soup. To get rid of the fishy smell of seaweed, you also need to add egg flower, but this is really the first time for Pu Minya to make soup. I've made it several times, but this is the first time I've served soup like this.

When he was about to lay the beaten eggs, a voice suddenly came from behind: "Why did you leave the door open?"

In addition to the familiar voice is the singing of Park Minya playing the record—I miss you, I miss the past, I hope the sea breeze will come back, just for the hands of the waves, just like your tenderness...

Pu Minya turned around, and she smiled before she cared: "The dishes are not ready yet."

Quan Zhixiu was stunned for a moment, put the paper bag in his hand on the ground, and leaned over to Pu Minya to look at the fragrant egg drop soup slowly rolling up: "Do you have to make these yourself?"

On the side there are chopped red and yellow bell peppers, meat in a small bowl, a plate of shredded carrots, and a mixed vegetable combination that is intended to be a salad.

It was only after Quan Zhixie was pleasantly surprised that he suddenly realized that this seemed to be Park Minya's style, which he underestimated.

"Don't expect too much." Cooking for others is really different if someone likes it. Park Minya's expression is much brighter than before: "It's just edible."

She suddenly felt that she was too stingy, and she knew that she should really cook a big meal, such as sweet and sour pork or sweet and sour fish, or fried chicken, and now she felt a little regretful.

Quan Zhiyu was very cooperative, he had prepared kimchi and takeaway, and he packed sweet and sour pork from a Chinese restaurant: "Wuli is so virtuous!"

Wuli really...

After turning off the fire and bringing the egg drop soup and the small pot over, Quan Zhiyu quickly took over, and Pu Minya quickly said that she also acted faster than her brain to let go, and pointed to the place next to it with a heat-insulating mat: "Here."

I was going to cook, but because Quan Zhizheng came, Pu Minya wondered if she should receive the guests: "Let me pour you a glass of water, is it hot outside?"

Quan Zhixuan shook his head: "No need, the one driving here is not too hot."

Then stop Park Minya from leaving the kitchen: "Go ahead, I'll see for myself."

Pu Minya doesn't think it's okay to leave the guests aside like this: "Let me turn on the computer for you."

Quan Zhiyu doesn't regard himself as a customer at all, he can't let Pu Minya see the takeaway lunch box packaging: "I can open it myself."

"Really, I'm hungry."

Someone used the killer's little milk voice and a killer smile to act like a baby.

Pu Minya had no choice but to let Quan Zhixiao go, and she continued to complete her dinner business.

Quan Zhixuan went back to the place where he put down the paper bag, took a look at Park Minya to make sure that Park Minya was seriously preparing for cooking with his back facing him and holding a spatula, and quickly took out the takeaway bag and moved to the right, transferring the things When I reached the door, I didn't feel at ease and let it go a little farther away.

After the perfect crime, I went back to the living room and looked at Park Minya's action of turning off the fire, secretly proud of myself. The time I chose was just right, the sound of cooking was already quite loud, and with the sound of the range hood, Park Minya didn't notice that he opened the door Closed the door again.

He began to visit Park Minya's apartment with confidence.

Quan Zhilong also bought a house, it was an apartment for his own convenience, but he didn't officially move in: when he was in love, he needed more personal space, but after buying the house, he hadn't started a formal relationship yet, so he stayed with his parents in the dormitory It is more convenient at home.

Park Minya's house looks very different from what he imagined, but for some reason it feels reasonable.

He glanced over Pu Minya's bookshelf, those very professional books made him feel a lot of pressure, and then his eyes were attracted by the record player and songs.

Park Min Ah used to be not a Hip-Pop fighter, but he was also YGStyle, but now he likes such a gentle and delicate style, and his heart fluctuated again.

There is no if, because if it is, Park Min Ah may not have such a relationship with him, but if Park Min Ah persists, like some of 2NR1, he persists until the end, and he should be able to go to the end.

YG is not a cruel existence.

He seemed to understand the reason, but now Pu Minya has hidden everything from the past, not only giving up, but even directly rejecting everything, he still has doubts in his heart.

He fumbled through Park Minya's collection, most of which were labels in Chinese, and the others were TOPStar records from Europe and the United States. There was nothing he was interested in, and what really aroused his curiosity were the incomprehensible Chinese, which made him a little discouraged.

His sister once went to China to study, and he also learned Chinese as a trainee. After so many years, his Chinese level is not high. Now Idol can speak several languages, at least he can say hello every day. No, the only really good estimate is English.

How about learning Chinese with his real son?The Seoul Chinese Department is not an ordinary existence.

Just as he was thinking about it, Quan Zhixuan discovered something very discordant in Pu Minya's house——

"You like Super Junior?"

He has to be jealous: people who haven't even listened to "The Lie" have SuperJunnior's album, it's a signed album, and it's unpacked.

How can this embarrass him? !

Pu Minya was cooking the last fried pork with sweet peppers, when she heard Quan Zhixuan's voice, she turned her head: "What?" She really didn't hear clearly.

Quan Zhilong waved his hand and the cover was the album of thirteen famous men: "You have SuperJunnior's album." But there is no Bigbong's.

Pu Minya brought sweet pepper stir-fried pork and vegetarian fried carrot shreds to the table, looked at the things in Quan Zhixie's hands, and did not hide it: "Given it by a friend."

The staff members are also friends, and the share that was transferred to Quan Yarong was also given as a friend of Idol. If it was not because of friends, she would not have kept it.

It's not that there are no star chasers around her, if she really doesn't want to stay, she can give it to her classmates.

"What friend?" Quan Zhiyu put down the album in his hand, he saw that Park Minya had started to serve soup, and it should be ready for dinner: "Is the meal ready?"

"Yeah." Park Minya replied with a smile: "A friend from working."

Quan Zhiyao naturally went to help get the bowl to refill the rice, Park Minya looked at Quan Zhiyao strangely, because it was so natural.

"The rice is well cooked." Quan Zhiyao took a sip first. His requirements for rice are sometimes deeper than his requirements for vegetables. During the trainee period, it was not a day when he simply ate kimchi without rice, so he was not squeamish. , If the meal is delicious, the requirements for the food are not high.

Pu Minya hasn't mixed the salad yet, so she went to the refrigerator to take out the kimchi that she bought in the supermarket today, please choose a delicious one, the enthusiastic supermarket aunt even asked her to taste it herself, why? I can't shirk it, and it's hard to say that I am a Korean girl who doesn't eat kimchi and comes to buy kimchi. After trying a piece, I don't feel any resistance before.

I put Quan Zhilong in a small bowl on the opposite side of him, took the salad dressing and washed and cut vegetables, and was ready to eat.

"Don't you want to eat kimchi?"

Quan Zhixuan did not expect to see kimchi on the table prepared by Park Minya.

Pu Minya was still standing, putting on plastic gloves and planning to mix vegetables with salad dressing. She actually knew that vegetable salad with stir-fried vegetables was strange, but since she bought sweet peppers and saw fresh lettuce, she got interested.

"I bought it at the supermarket at noon." Pu Minya quickly finished the last extra dish, then she took off her gloves and threw it in the trash can next to her, then sat down, picked up the chopsticks first, and tried a piece of sweet pepper from the vegetable salad : "Because the customer ordered it personally."

Pu Minya raised her eyebrows: "Eat, aren't you hungry?"

Quan Zhiyu responded with a smile, he was caring, and it was the truth, he can also serve kimchi with rice.

For a while, the apartment became quiet, and the record player was still playing. The current song is "Sweet Honey", which is popular in Asia, and there is also a Korean version in Korea. Quan Zhixiao will not be unaware.

As a singer of the times, Deng Lijun's singing has spread far and wide, and Quan Zhixiao's mother likes "Sweet Honey" very much.

Park Minya has no distractions, she listens too much, compared to the original meaning of the lyrics and the lingering theme of a lover, what she listens to is miss and charm, coupled with a long cooling-off period, she gradually loses her previous enthusiasm, of course The feeling is still there.

Quan Zhixiao is different.

This is not the first time he eats a meal cooked by a girl, nor is it the first time he eats a meal cooked for him by a girl he has a relationship with. In terms of craftsmanship, Park Minya is not as good as his famous ex-girlfriend Jin Donghua. She is very good at taking care of people, and she is also the owner of the restaurant. Park Minya is definitely not professional.

But the touch in my heart is even worse, especially at this time.

Park Minya is very obedient, she looks like a good girl since we met again, Kwon Ji-soo is not familiar with Park Jin-ah before, but the persistent girl as a trainee is definitely not like his Jin-ah now, he knows that she is not a professional He changed for her, but the contrast between before and after and the gentleness and obedience he had always been in getting along with really healed his heart, and he liked it very much.

He knew that it was too much for him not to contact Park Minya, but Park Minya let him go, and didn't even mention it, as before, it would not change.

Bigbong has suffered a lot, they were the dazzling ones in their glory days, countless pursuits and flattery, those flattery actually he and his members don't want, what they want remains the same but very little.

The longer the time, the greater the disappointment in people's hearts, and the good existence becomes precious.

I also cherish it very much.

Such a warm dinner, even without words, he felt extremely happy.

Seung Li interrupted his brother's date again, he could always catch up with Kwon Ji-seok and Park Min-ah:

"Brother, aren't you going home?" ——Long Tory is a firm executor of true love. Li Shengxian is very persistent in searching for his partner's whereabouts.

"Is there something wrong?" - Kwon Ji-seo, who doesn't like to be disturbed when eating with Park Minya, firmly refuses to admit that he and the man are CP.

"I'm going to see Mommy Quan, why aren't you here? Didn't you say you're going home." —— Mr. Sheng Ni, who has always been very keen, found that there might be something tricky.

"I went at noon." - Leader Quan who didn't want to say much and just wanted to hang up the phone regretted answering the phone because it was all nonsense.

"Outside now? With whom?" - Shengli was winking at Quan's mother eager to share secrets if Quan Zhizheng was dating.

"With whom? Girlfriend."

Quan Zhixuan looked at Park Minya who looked up at him and said to the phone: The best way to turn a woman who does not belong to me into a girlfriend, declare sovereignty, and give the identity of a girlfriend.

Of course, the premise of doing this is feeling.

I like you, and you like me, and we will be together.

The author has something to say: I am working very hard to ensure that the manuscript is saved and updated at 8 o'clock... This semester's class is outrageous, outrageous, outrageous!