[Entertainment] Chen Guang

Mountain wind and mist.

It sounds like a very beautiful mood.

But Song Zechen now felt as if he was beaten by Tian Zhengguo who had just finished working out, but maybe it was the beating by Kim Tae-joo, because Tian Zhengguo himself was sleeping soundly on his shoulder at this time.

The mountain wind howled, rushing all over his face, Song Zechen felt that his face was about to be lifted off, although it was bloody to describe it like this, but he really doubted the possibility of this.

He finished No.30 today with nine sighs.

Tian Zhengguo, I really believed in your evil.

The down jacket on his body had already gone to Tian Zhengguo to cover the man's head, and it was agreed to wait for the sunrise. As Tian Zhengguo's volume became smaller and lower, his head became lower and lower, and finally ended up tilted on his shoulder.While spraying mosquito repellent, Song Zechen looked at the moon lonely and miserable, and he had to care about the headaches of those around him if he was blown by the wind, so he covered his face with a down jacket.

The temperature at night in the mountains was very low, and Song Zechen stood at attention with goosebumps all over his body. He was trembling, but he couldn't bear to wake up the maknae, thinking about waiting for him to call after a while.

So hour after hour passed.

He was forlorn, sad and helpless.

Sure enough, this world is still very real, and any romantic things have nothing to do with me.

Tian Zhengguo snorted a few times from his nasal cavity, smashed his mouth and then calmed down. Song Zechen looked at him amusedly: "Little kid."

When there was a twilight in the sky, Tian Zhengguo finally woke up with conscience and rescued Song Zechen who was about to become a stone sculpture.

"woke up?"

"Well, why did I fall asleep?"

Tian Zhengguo rubbed his eyes and cleared his throat.

"Has the sun risen yet?"

"Don't wait for the sunrise, it might be time for you to collect my body when the sunrise does come."

Song Zechen's face was expressionless, and he snapped his stiff neck that had not moved for a long time, like a dilapidated machine with rusty parts. That scene was terrifying.

Tian Zhengguo looked at Song Zechen's bloodless cheeks and dry, slightly peeling lips, and rubbed Song Zechen's shoulders and neck flatteringly: "Sorry, I'm sleepy."

"Okay, let's go." Song Zechen dragged his tired body and couldn't wait to go home and lie on the bed. "You will sleep a little longer when you go back, and you will leave in the afternoon. Rest a little longer."

When I came down from the mountain, the sky was bright and my belly was pale.They can feel the passage of time better by walking on the road, and the number of small vendors selling breakfast on the road is slowly increasing.

"Wait." Song Zechen stopped Tian Zhengguo, walked to a breakfast shop, and packed a bowl of porridge and some buns.

"Who is it for so early? For me?" Tian Zhengguo was puzzled.

Buying is not everyone's portion.

"Of course not. When you go back, give me a good night's sleep and get enough energy. Doing variety shows is different from playing."

"You will know who this breakfast is for in a while." Song Zechen was vague.

When he was about to get home, Tian Zhengguo checked the time: 04:30 in the morning.

"Everyone should be sleeping right now." He asked uncertainly.

"If it is discovered that I am recording a variety show today, I will definitely scold me if I don't have a good rest in the middle of the night."

Song Zechen didn't answer, motioned for him to stand behind him, and took out the key to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, Tian Zhengguo who was at the door saw Min Yunqi wandering around the corner.

It’s over.

The flapping of Min Yunqi's slippers, in Tian Zhengguo's ears, was the call of death.He cast worried eyes on Song Zechen "what to do" for help.

But Song Zechen stepped forward calmly in the next second, and Tian Zhengguo didn't even have time to pull.

"Brother Yunqi, I just finished running in the morning, and I bought you breakfast."

Song Zechen embraced Min Yunqi's shoulders with a smile, took advantage of his height to block Min Yunqi's sight, and turned his head to make Tian Zhengguo sneak into the room quickly.

Now Tian Zhengguo understood the intention of Song Zechen's previous actions: Min Yunqi must be the one who hangs out most often at this time, if he finds out that the two of them sneak out in the evening, they will definitely be scolded bloody.

He silently praised Song Zechen who was mediating with Min Yunqi, and quickly ran into the room.

"What time is it now? You go for a morning run." Min Yunqi didn't stop Song Zechen's movement, and looked at Song Zechen's hand holding his shoulder with disgust, but after withdrawing his gaze, he acquiesced in such intimacy.

"I couldn't sleep, so I ran to exercise." Song Zechen lied and didn't write drafts.

Calculating the time correctly, Tian Zhengguo had already cheated the world, and he pushed Min Yunqi to the front of the table: "Eat, go to bed after eating, otherwise you can only eat one of the three meals according to your schedule."

Min Yunqi stirred the porridge with a spoon, feeling waned.

"Hurry up, I bought pumpkin porridge specially, lest you think white porridge tasteless."

"Why are you so energetic?" Min Yunqi saw that Song Zechen was in high spirits and his eyes were shining brightly, and he couldn't see the slightest fatigue from lack of sleep.

"Blown mad by the wind."

Song Zechen continued to smile, his drowsiness was buried on Nanshan, and disappeared with the fog without a trace.

Min Yunqi cast a sideways glance to express his disdain, and focused on the food.

"Don't stay up late, you haven't stayed up so hard before, what should you do if your body can't bear it?" Song Zechen folded his arms on the table, his head resting on his arms.

"Leave me alone."

Min Yunqi frowned and replied, realizing that his tone was very bad, he quickly glanced at Song Zechen in panic, worried that he was unhappy.

"I care about you." Song Zechen didn't care about his indifference, and followed his words with a smile, turning negative into affirmation.

Min Yunqi choked for a moment, and quickly put a mouthful of porridge into his mouth, pretending he didn't hear this sentence.

"It will take a while for Zhengguo to record a variety show, and the team has no special arrangements. During this time, you can go out and relax with brother Haoxi?" Song Zechen tapped his fingertips on the wooden tabletop and made this suggestion.

"Why do you want to be with Haoxi?"

"Because everyone is worried about you going out alone. Brother Haoxi gets along well with you and can take good care of you."

Song Zechen had long wanted Min Yunqi to stop being bored in the room and go out for a walk more to relax.

"Or do you want to go with me? But I think you might be in a bad mood if you go with me."

Seeing Min Yunqi staring at him and not speaking, Song Zechen asked in confusion, but the two of them disliked each other last trip, it seemed that it was not suitable for Min Yunqi to adjust his mentality, it would be good if he didn't get angry and make him sick.

Min Yunqi continued to drink the porridge, and hummed softly from the tip of his nose for a while, an exclamation that the other party couldn't hear at all:

"Silly."

"Huh?" Song Zechen didn't hear clearly.

"It's okay." Min Yunqi got up after stuffing the last bite of bun, "I'm going back to sleep."

"Hey, listen to music for a while before going to bed, don't lie down right after eating." Song Zechen reminded in a low voice.

"Silly."

Min Yunqi "showed" the first smile of the day, pretended to be impatient, waved his back to the man, and cursed softly.

Song Zechen, who was used to being dissed for no reason, shrugged, turned around to sort out the mess on the table, and suddenly a premonition reminded him, and he turned his head.

Park Jimin in pajamas stood quietly behind him, holding up the flashlight of his mobile phone and shining brightly, as if trying to scare him, but he was caught, and he took a step back in fright.

"Why didn't you go to bed? You are so energetic." Song Zechen helplessly reached out to hold him, fearing that he would fall.

"I saw it all."

After Park Jimin patted his chest a few times to recover, he said triumphantly.

"What did you see?" Song Zechen walked to the sink to wash the dishes.

"Seeing you and your youngest sneaking back, you even lied to Brother Yunqi." Park Jimin followed his footsteps, happy that he caught the two pigtails.

"Oh."

"Aren't you afraid that I will tell my brother about them?" Park Jimin was surprised to find that the progress of the matter was different from what he imagined.

"elder brother."

Song Zechen wiped off the water stains slowly.

"Who did I go out with?"

"Jungkook." Park Jimin blurted out.

"Yes, Zhengguo."

"Based on your liking for Zhengguo, will you inform me?"

Song Zechen was not worried about Park Jimin's threats, after all, this person loved Tian Zhengguo as much as he did.

At first, Park Jimin was only happy that he could take the opportunity to blackmail Song Zechen, but now after being punctured by the other party, he gritted his teeth and couldn't speak for a long time, and said viciously: "How dare you be so sure."

"Okay then, let's change the reason."

"You can't beat me."

Park Jimin faltered in an instant, and his whole body slumped down. What this man said was too realistic and reasonable.

"What are you doing?"

Song Zechen still couldn't bear it, and smiled and gave Park Jimin a sideways look who exudes "the plan failed so sad".

"Ah, I want you to play with me."

Park Jimin raised his toes on one foot and rubbed the ground with the forefoot of his slippers.

"I think I need to relax, too."

He heard the conversation between Song Zechen and Min Yunqi.

"Why don't you find Brother Tae?"

"Oh yes, Brother Tae is going back to his hometown soon."

"No, I wanted to find you."

"It's so boring to be bored in Seoul."

Song Zechen stared at the dejected Park Jimin, wearing pajamas, a small red pimple appeared next to his plain cheek, his mouth was shrunk into a line, and suddenly he couldn't say what he wanted to refuse.

From his fleshy face to his current pointed chin, he knows how much this person gave up. Apart from the stage, Park Jimin seldom longs for something so much, and recently his high-pitched voice went wrong, and he was so anxious that he could propose to relax by himself. rare.

He sighed and conceded: "Then where are we going?"

Park Jimin's eyes lit up like a light bulb turned on, he jumped on Song Zechen's back excitedly, shaking his shoulder vigorously.

"I'm going to see the sea!"

"Row."

Of course, if Song Zechen could see the expression of the person on his back clearly, he would exclaim that he had been fooled.

Too bad he couldn't see it.

Park Jimin smiled treacherously on Song Zechen's back in the morning light, like a triumphant general: "Brother Shuozhen sincerely does not lie to me, as expected Zechen pretending to be pitiful here is the most useful way!"