[Entertainment] Chen Guang

Because of the sudden text message from Kim Tae-jin, Song Zechen ended his trip in China ahead of schedule.

This trip brought too few things, and now Song Zechen regretted it. The house he stayed at didn’t require money, and he didn’t have anything precious to give to others. He felt very embarrassed and asked for the address on purpose to send some to them when he returned home. thing.

Before leaving, he gave the pen to the child, and told the child that the clean handkerchief belonged to him.

The child insisted on refusing, saying that he must return it, since it was clearly his property.

Song Zechen thought for a while, and asked the child to dig out the dusty writing brush at home, grind the ink, and wrote a small word on the bottom of the handkerchief——

Lausanne.

Little boy's name.

Kind, pure meaning in Tibetan.

"You are indeed kind." Song Zechen pinched his face affectionately.

The child didn't wave him away, as if he was reluctant to part with him. When Song Zechen packed his luggage, he followed him every step of the way, and even saw him off for a long way after he walked out of the house.

"We have to say goodbye." Song Zechen knelt down and hugged the child.

"Goodbye." The child muttered in Tibetan, repeating in unproficient Chinese, "Goodbye."

"Don't be so sad, maybe you will forget me in a few days, if you can't forget, just write to me as I taught you, and I will write to you too."

Song Zechen pretended to be writing, and the night before he left, he specially taught the children how to contact him.

The child buried his head in his arms, sniffed heavily, said nothing more, and walked away coolly.

Song Zechen couldn't laugh or cry.

Sighing, shaking his head and smiling, he got into the car.

The bumps all the way to the airport.

The plane took off and headed to a place he was familiar with.

Gapyeong, a green city near Gyeonggi-do.

When Jin Tae-yi sent the address to Song Zechen, Song Zechen was surprised. He thought he would travel abroad, but unexpectedly he only took a look around Seoul.

After a long and dusty journey, he boarded the plane again, and seemed to have slept for a long time on the plane. When Song Zechen opened his eyes, there was a deep night sky outside, with a few stars floating above the clouds.

He pressed his forehead against the window lightly, and the sound of the breathing of the passengers around him sounded like the footsteps of time.

Following the address to find the villa that Jin Tae-yi had settled down, Jin Tae-yi specifically emphasized with the company that cameras are not allowed to follow the filming, this time it is a completely private trip.

Song Zechen frowned more and more during the process, and zoomed in on the phone map in disbelief to make sure he had gone the right way.A long time ago, the taxi driver told himself that the mountain road ahead was rough and the car could not get in, so he had to walk.

OK, walk on foot.

But when he brushed aside the weeds that grew up to his waist for the fourth time, stepped on a piece of mud, and his face was as dusty against the yellow land in the sun, he wiped off the ashes on his face, thinking that Jin Taejin might It's not that he wants to travel, but because of his love and hatred, he went to a remote village to make a passionate murder and rushed to throw the body. The company was not allowed to come because he didn't want to leave evidence of the crime.

Everything makes perfect sense and logic.

A few crows called, it wasn't Park Jimin, it was a real bird, gracefully dropping its own excrement one meter away from Song Zechen's feet.

Song Zechen: "..."

The impact was so great that Song Zechen's sad feeling of reunion after a long absence and reunion completely disappeared, so that he could step over a pile of unknown objects that looked like shit without changing his face, so that the first time he saw Kim Tae-jin The sentence goes straight to the point:

"Tell me where you want to throw the body?"

Kim Tae-jun:? ? ?

Song Zechen was also quite speechless: "Brother, how did you choose the place? Did you get tricked?"

Although the internal configuration of the villa is good, the outside is too rough. A villa on the top of a bare hill is simply the standard equipment for the protagonists in horror movies.

Just as Jin Tae-joo was about to open his mouth to explain, the unclosed door was pushed open. Daegu brother Min Yoon-chi came second, and as soon as he entered the door, he smiled softly and grabbed Jin Tae-joo's collar. The central idea was exactly the same as what Song Zechen said before:

"Jin Tae-jin, you are amazing at finding such a place where there is no grass and all soil in Gapyeong, a tourist attraction with such a large green coverage area."

"I didn't know it would be like this. When I booked the room, I said that it was a beautiful scenic spot surrounded by mountains on three sides and water on the other." Jin Taiyi finally had the opportunity to say the unfinished words.

"The water you're talking about refers to the small puddle in the backyard where the breeze can't blow the slightest ripples and you can jump into it and probably reach your calf. If you drown, even the water ghosts won't accept you and think you're ashamed?" Min Yunqi took the conversation with a sneer.

Song Zechen followed Min Yunqi's finger and pointed at the pool of stagnant water. Coincidentally, there seemed to be a fish floating quietly with its white belly turned over and its eyes rounded. It even surpassed Min Yunqi's long humiliation.

Kim Tae-joo: "..."

"Long time no see, you still speak brilliantly as always, which is shocking."

Song Zechen and Min Yunqi looked at each other, and at the same time raised half of their mouths and said in unison: "Thanks to you."

Kim Tae-joo: "..."

"Is Tibet fun?"

After a few seconds of silence, he reluctantly asked for words. The agent had accidentally revealed to them about Song Zechen's itinerary.

Song Zechen said concisely: "I threw up."

Min Yunqi rolled his eyelids with interest: "Is there someone who cooks worse than you?"

Song Zechen: "..."

The third person who successfully arrived at the villa was Jin Shuozhen. Song Zechen had chatted with him many times during the whole vacation. Say hello in Pai Daxing's tone:

"Hi, Brother Shuozhen, long time no see!"

Jin Shuo smiled happily, and replied in the same tone Pai Daxing met SpongeBob SquarePants:

"Hi, big hit Song Zechen!"

Song Zechen: "..."

In just half an hour, Song Zechen was forced to experience countless times of being speechless, and sure enough, he would feel tired whenever he met them.

The same exhaustion that was forced to rise swept him, and he confessed to find a room: "I'm jet-lagged, I'm going to bed first."

I deliberately picked the smallest room and collapsed on the bed, unable to sleep.

Song Zechen was woken up by the crow's call. He opened his eyes and tried hard to think. After a long time, he realized that it might be Park Jimin...

Look at the time, probably everyone who should be there has arrived.

He stepped on the ground, put his hand on the doorknob, hesitated for a moment, and pushed the door open forcefully.

The smoke and fire in the isolated world resurfaced again, and the aroma of coffee in the air was intoxicating when it was supposed to be sober.Careful sniffing seems to have opened a few bottles of wine.

The people who were chatting and laughing still had smiles in their eyes. After hearing the movement, they turned their heads in unison, tacit understanding and funny, and smiled at him for a moment.

Looking at the familiar face, Song Zechen murmured in his heart that the water was boiling, and two bubbles exploded.

Tian Zhengguo moved his seat and patted the vacant space to signal Song Zechen to sit next to him, and asked Jin Taejun by the way, "Why did you call us here?"

"Travel." Jin Tae-joo took it for granted, "Isn't it all mentioned in the text message?"

"I know it's a trip. What's the specific reason? We can't stay in this house these few days without going out."

Jin Taixi raised his arms and shouted, full of pride and enthusiasm: "My plan is to breathe the aura of mountains, rivers and plants to cleanse my soul, enjoy a different kind of blood on the stimulating battlefield, harvest the fun of DIY by myself, and exercise my body through outdoor sports."

Jin Nanjun said concisely: "Speak human words."

Jin Taiyi immediately changed his words: "I didn't arrange a trip out. The farthest distance is a 200-meter radiation range centered on the house, because there is a place where poultry is raised at 200 meters. According to my years of experience, it is a chicken coop. We Can you go to the farmhouse and catch chickens to eat?"

Song Zechen: Keelung warns...

Tian Zhengguo's expectant eyes quickly extinguished: "Brother Taiyi is too unreliable."

"Ah, then you arrange it, I just want to call everyone over for a gathering."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and stretched their waists looking at the sky for a long time: "Actually, it's okay not to go out."

"I just want to play games."

"Too lazy to move."

Jin Taiyi snorted coldly and held his head proudly.

So they happily decided to live a life of eating and dying for several days in a row.

It is normal for them to talk too fast and several voices appear at the same time. Sometimes they think it is noisy, but it is the best protective color.After coming to this villa, the distance between them was shortened in an instant, but just after finishing a topic, the air was shamefully quiet, and everyone suddenly felt a little itchy all over their bodies, as if some paw was scratching gently It's embarrassing but embarrassing.

Fortunately, Jin Shuozhen raised the question in time to ease the situation.

"Except for Zechen going on a trip during the holidays, what did everyone do?"

"How do you all know I'm going to play?"

Song Zechen also asked, knowing in his heart that the agent must have leaked the secret, so no one paid him any attention...

"I drove a small car to buy food for my mother."

The maknae who said this quickly got loving eyes from all the older brothers.

Min Yunqi said, "Just stay with my family."

Kim Tae-joo: "I went to have dinner with my former friends."

In fact, everyone’s life cannot avoid those few things. The current situation is just the result of looking for something to say, but obviously many people are enjoying it. A few words accompanied by wine make Song Zechen’s eardrums hurt. His eyes are like It was a time-delay device, and for a split second he seemed to see the floating dust and the intoxicating blush on the faces of the people around him when they collapsed with laughter, as if this was just an ordinary night in their dormitory.They waste time disapprovingly, never thinking about the true meaning of separation.

Whether this trip was a harbinger of reunion or a final farewell, Song Zechen couldn't tell with drunken eyes.

After Zheng Haoxi had a few sips of drink, his face was burning red, he lightly leaned his head on Song Zechen's shoulder, and rubbed it slightly along the way.

"Ze Chen."

He called out his name.

Song Zechen turned his head to look at him, waiting for his next sentence.

But when Zheng Haoxi was drinking, he was always quiet. After muttering something now, he didn't make a sound anymore, hugging the pillow in his hand and fell asleep, he muttered a few words and stopped talking.

Song Zechen embraced him deeply, through the thin fabric, the man's bones hurt him, the fragrance of his body lingered on the tip of his nose, but the heavy stone in his heart was moved away, and he felt a little relieved.

When it was time, several yawns appeared one after another, Min Yunqi got up and urged everyone: "Go to sleep."

After they arrived, when Song Zechen was sleeping, the idle and bored people settled the room according to the old rules of "fortune or not". The person living with Song Zechen was Zheng Haoxi. coming.

"Go to bed first, I just woke up."

Song Zechen took the lead in helping Zheng Haoxi to the bed, returned to the living room, explained to the person who hadn't broken up yet, and took over the remote control of the TV.

"I can't sleep either."

Jin Shuozhen, who called him bighit coldly and commercially in the morning, sat beside Song Zechen, took one of his arms, and took the remote control by the way.

"Watch SpongeBob SquarePants and Patrick?"

Song Zechen twitched his eyes.