[Korean Entertainment] Simple, not simple

That night, Quan Zhilong let go of all his dignity, and cried like a child in front of Xu Qingman.Tired from crying, Xu Qingman helped him back to the room to sleep. He lay on the bed, and Xu Qingman wiped his face with a warm towel.He wasn't actually asleep, he just didn't want to open his eyes.She gently wiped, not only his face, but also his heart, wiping away the haze in his heart bit by bit.

Xu Qingman curled up in Quan Zhilong's arms, holding his arms tightly, as if he was afraid that he would leave when she was looking for you.Quan Zhilong opened his eyes and looked at Xu Qingman's sleeping face.He always wanted to be her guardian, to be the princess knight.Now it's the other way around, and it's her guarding him.Her immature face frowned slightly.It was his fault to make her worry!For her, he is willing to stand up again, pick up the armor and shield, rush to the battlefield again for her, go to fight, seize a piece of pure land, and dedicate it to the princess.

Kissed Xu Qingman's smooth forehead, hugged his small body into his arms, Quan Zhilong also fell into a deep sleep.Love is the best medicine in the world, which can treat various difficult and miscellaneous diseases and make people return to normal.

When Xu Qingman woke up, Quan Zhilong was not by his side, so he went out anxiously to find him.Quan Zhilong stood in the kitchen, and when he heard a voice, he turned his head to look, then walked to her side with a doting face, picked her up by the waist, and reproached her in a low voice: "I don't wear shoes, I don't feel cold." ?"

Xu Qingman finally let go of his heart, grabbed Quan Zhilong's T-shirt, and said coquettishly, "I thought you ran away secretly!"

Quan Zhilong put her on the bed, pressed her on top of her, put his hands on the bed, and pressed his body tightly against her, saying: "How can I be willing to abandon you and run away secretly? Don't worry, no matter where I go, I will take care of you." I will take you with me!"

Xu Qingman laughed "cocoa", hooked Quan Zhilong's neck, and jokingly said: "I want to go to the toilet, hug!" Quan Zhilong carried her to the bathroom.

Everything seems to have returned to its original state, and Quan Zhilong has also returned to its original state.Looking at himself in the mirror, Xu Qingman let out a big breath, patted his face, and said, "Manman boy, good job!" Yesterday, he managed not to cry, which made Xu Qingman feel very surprised and a little proud.

After having breakfast with Xu Qingman, Quan Zhilong left accompanied by his manager, saying that he was going to the company.He has decided to release his album on schedule, and there are still many things to do.Xu Qingman sent him out, and gave him a gdbyekiss at the door.At this time, Quan Zhilong is really handsome!

After sending Quan Zhilong away, Xu Qingman, like many wives who send their husbands to work, began to clean the house.Although the aunt who helps to clean comes over every day, but in Quan Zhilong's studio, Xu Qingman doesn't want to pretend to be someone else.In terms of music, she can't help Quan Zhilong, but she can still do a little bit of logistics.She picked up all the scores that he tore and crumbled, and put them all in a box.

Looking at the box full of shredded paper, Xu Qingman felt a soreness in his heart.It's not just some shredded paper, it's Quan Zhilong's hard work in the past few years.It's not like she hasn't seen the scene of him staying up late writing songs.When in Shanghai, Quan Zhilong would often write and draw with a pen and paper even when he was on vacation.He carries things with him, not a mobile phone or a wallet, but a voice recorder, which is convenient for him to take notes when inspiration suddenly strikes.

Putting these pieces of paper together is not an easy task.Before they were torn off, they were all separate sheets of paper, but after they were torn off, they were just a bunch of mixed pieces of paper, and it was impossible to tell which one belonged to which one.Xu Qingman downloaded all the scores of songs written by Quan Zhilong from the Internet, and compared them one by one to find those passages, and pieced together the scores bit by bit like a jigsaw puzzle.

When Quan Zhilong came back after nine o'clock in the evening, Xu Qingman was still sitting cross-legged on the carpet, holding a piece of paper and comparing it with the score on the computer very seriously.There are a few sheets at hand that have been put together, but there are still many shreds of paper in the box, waiting for Xu Qingman to find them.

Under the bright light in the living room, Xu Qingman lowered his eyebrows and eyes, with a few strands of hair hanging down beside his face.Her figure was reflected on the floor, outlining a beautiful ink painting.This scene was deeply imprinted in Quan Zhilong's heart.

It was a bit silly for her to do so.Anyone who has worked as a musician knows that paper scores are not very useful after the song is completed.Just like Xu Qingman knew how to go online to download Quan Zhilong's music scores, these things are all available on the Internet.Quan Zhilong will keep these first drafts, but it is just to keep them as a souvenir.

But her stupidity is commendable.

Quan Zhilong walked to Xu Qingman's side and gently put his arms around her shoulders.Xu Qingman didn't even raise his head, still studying the paper in his hand seriously, and casually said to Quan Zhilong: "Go take a bath, I haven't finished here yet!" Quan Zhilong held her hand and looked at her with a smile. She said, "You idiot, I don't want these things."

Xu Qingman looked at Quan Zhilong with a stern face, and said seriously: "You wrote these, how can you say you don't want them? These are proofs of your hard work, even if you don't want them, I want them too!"

She admitted that she was a little silly, but also a little stubborn and paranoid.But sometimes, like a bull, she believes that no one can change things.Not even Quan Zhilong.

Quan Zhilong pursed his lips and kissed her lips.No words can express the feelings in his heart, only the gratitude and love can be contained in this kiss and conveyed to her.