[Entertainment] Chen Guang

"Are you awake?" the old man noticed the movement of the people around him, put down the magazine he was reading and asked.

"Yeah." Song Zechen pulled up the porthole of the plane, and the clouds were smudged by the sun, and there were large stretches of continuous ridges on the land, which were also covered with a magnificent golden color by the setting sun, and his face was also cast Three-dimensional shadows.

"It's almost there, you woke up just in time." The old man put on his reading glasses and continued to pick up the magazine, announcing the current progress.

Song Zechen took the water glass handed over by the careful stewardess, thanked him with a smile, took a sip, and stared at the changing scenery on the land outside the window.

After he returned to his grandfather's house that day, he developed a low-grade fever, so he simply stayed there, and it took several days intermittently to recover.The old man seemed to be worried that he could not resolve it, so after he recovered from his illness, he proposed to fulfill his previous promise to travel, and he agreed after thinking for a while.Send a message and ask for a vacation with Fang Shihe, and ask others to go to the company's production room to pick up some things. After leaving a message in the team's group chat, they ignore their reactions and immediately quit.

Balconies of Switzerland, Europe.

After Song Zechen came out of the museum that wandered in everywhere, he walked aimlessly along the road, saying that he was out to play with his grandfather, but the old man actually gave him enough freedom. The two only agreed to meet at a certain time and place. Time is autonomous.

Stopped at the dessert house, bought a cup of coffee and turned around, sat down on the bench in the square, the rare sunshine in the winter afternoon brought many people here, the child dressed like a polar bear, clumsy and extremely cute.There are countless people who are as lazy as him, leaning or leaning.

Song Zechen tilted his head to witness all this, and his eyes also emitted a tiny light. The sunlight fell on his eyelids, making everything he saw romantic orange red.His hair was slightly disheveled by the wind, his eyebrows and eyes were stained with fine snow, and his lips were even more red than normal because he just drank a hot drink.

A photographer secretly recorded the scene.

After drinking the coffee, Song Zechen continued to wander, and accidentally encountered a stop, and he jumped on another train.

Passing through the long tunnel, it is empty snow-white, faintly showing a little greenness of the snow-covered fir trees, and further ahead is the combination of snow-capped mountains and grasslands, bright and saturated.

Song Zechen had a flash of inspiration but didn't catch it, and hastily jotted down a word in the memo on his mobile phone - "Snowpiercer".

When it was time for dinner, he ran to join the old man.

"How are you playing?"

"I ran a lot of places today."

"Young people are full of energy. I just spent the whole afternoon chatting with my friends."

Song Zechen took the old man's arm and helped him walk.

"I brought you what you asked for." The old man handed him a delicately wrapped gift bag.

"Thank you, grandpa." Song Zechen took it happily.

In the bag is a custom-made pocket watch that Song Zechen entrusted his grandfather to help find someone to order. They have considered Switzerland as a travel destination for a long time. Song Zechen was just worried about Zheng Haoxi’s birthday and did not know what to give, so he decided to use Swiss characteristics. up.

"The gift you gave me is not so thoughtful." The old man pretended to be dissatisfied.

Song Zechen hurried to curry favor: "Grandpa, do you lack these?"

"Isn't it sincere enough that I gave you such a big painting on your last birthday and it took me three months?"

"It's okay, keep it up."

"Go, go, go."

Early in the morning of the third day, Song Zechen got up and found the post office according to the map. English is not the official language here, and the English of the staff has a strong accent. Song Zechen tried to use simple vocabulary to communicate with him.

"How soon can it be delivered?"

"At the earliest three days."

"That's troublesome."

Song Zechen put the exquisitely packaged gift box on the table, filled out the information and handed it to the staff.

He walked out of the post office, put his hands in his pockets, and clenched the black USB flash drive in his pocket with his right hand. The rest was the task. Before he left, he specially asked the staff to help him make a trip to bring this thing out. .I hope that these two days can complete the finishing work and present the best results.

"Happy birthday, Haoxi!"

On February 2, Korean time, Jung Hoseok was pushed to the dining table after returning from the dance practice room, and Park Jimin came out with a birthday cake.

"Make a wish, make a wish!"

Min Yunqi urged Zheng Haoxi.

"Ah, you guys are too good at picking the right time, no birthday star is sweaty all over."

Zheng Haoxi laughed at himself after closing his eyes and making a wish after blowing out the candles. His body was sticky with sweat just after dancing, and he was in a mess. The company has nothing to do recently, and they are very loose about their class arrangements.He would go dancing when he was free. He used to make appointments with Song Zechen, but he went on a trip and he was the only one left.

"If Zechen is here, he will come back sweaty with you." Jin Nanjun said with a tacit understanding. After all, Song Zechen's love for dancing is no less than that of Zheng Haoxi.

When Song Zechen's name was mentioned, everyone who shared the cake slowed down.

"I miss Aze."

Tian Zhengguo's words made everyone fall into silence.Since they met, Song Zechen has almost never been absent from the members' birthdays, and will always be the first to give out the most sticky gifts, and send sincere blessings with the brightest smiles, but what everyone looks forward to most is their own birthday Song Zechen What will you give yourself.It's like this now, and I'm not used to it at first.

"This kid is real." Jin Shuozhen sighed.

After Park Jimin and Kim Tae-joo came back and finished their narration upside down, everyone was equally silent. In fact, Song Zechen didn’t deliberately hide anything from them, so it’s not like they didn’t know that Song Zechen had only one relative, and he didn’t have any traces of his parents like them in his life. But they didn't expect the truth to be so tragic and bloody. They even joked about Song Zechen's always-on expression management, and smiled relentlessly when facing acquaintances.They didn't dare to imagine Song Zechen's state of mind when he encountered their unintentional words.

"When he comes back, since he doesn't want to say that we don't want to mention a word, let's pretend we don't know."

"But to apologize."

Jin Nanjun warned that they had almost no contact with Song Zechen these days, and they almost went to Fang Shihe to ask for Song Zechen's grandfather's address in anxiety.As a result, Shan came first and I was the only one. One night, Song Zechen's grandfather made a direct phone call to the landline in the dormitory. Seven people sat around and listened to the old man talking on the speakerphone.

Jin Nanjun had never met this old man before, but his age and accumulated experience were obvious, so he thought about his words to answer.

The old man kindly dispelled his doubts: "I am just the grandfather of your teammate. You are his brothers. Don't be so cautious. Instead, I need to ask you for something."

For the next half an hour, they actually had limited chats, but when they heard that Song Zechen was unable to get up and reply to their messages because of his persistent illness, everyone's hearts tugged.

"Zechen likes to hide things and doesn't like to share them with others. Will your peers have more topics? Please enlighten him when he is unhappy, or he doesn't need enlightenment, just needs companionship is enough .”

"Of course I hope you don't have too much burden. As long as you get along as you are now, it will be fine. This is the way he gets along with you. I am very happy."

That's what I said, in fact, everyone knows in their hearts that Song Zechen has always been the one who enlightened them. Except for a few emotional leaks, it seems that Song Zechen is Superman has become their acquiescence. Are they inadvertently ignoring that he is the leader of the vast majority of people? His younger brother is also young in the team.

"Will Zechen bless Brother Haoxi on his birth day?" Park Jimin asked, half of the day was already over, and there was no movement from Song Zechen.

"Will do."

"But there's a time difference between Switzerland and us."

Jin Shuo can really be sure that Song Zechen's character will not miss such a day.

Sure enough, that evening Zheng Haoxi received a package from Switzerland, wrapped in the breath of ice and snow, Zheng Haoxi carefully opened it, it was a retro pocket watch with intricate patterns, and Song Zechen's flamboyant "Peace" greeting card.

Zheng Haoxi carefully placed the box on his bookshelf, and worriedly found several layers of cloth to wrap the pocket watch.

It was enough, Zheng Haoxi felt that his birthday was very complete, so he got into the composition room after dinner.

After making a beat and saving it, he glanced at his phone, and the group chat messages popped up on the page at the speed of weeds.

[worldwidehandsome: If Zechen doesn't send me a song this year, I'll poison the food of the person he sent a song to

Busan Glow Pepper: Brother Seokjin is really ruthless

Busan Seagull World is the best: I want to sing too]

Zheng Haoxi immediately unlocked it to check the content posted by the official account. In addition to the black photos posted by the members before, a new tweet with a video was refreshed.

#happy Birthday#

This is a very simple video. The page has always been a picture, a beam of light poking into the darkness, with a hazy effect, and a little rainbow "color" around the edge.

Zheng Haoxi recognized that this was taken by Song Zechen himself. Unlike taking pictures of people, Song Zechen has a unique talent in taking pictures of scenes. This is when the two of them stayed in the studio until the dawn broke and the sun bypassed the closed curtains and fell on the ground. Song Zechen Captured, amazing effect.

Get back to listening to the audio that really matters.

A string of piano sounds fell to the ground and jumped like marbles. Zheng Haoxi understood that this was Song Zechen's best way of arranging music. He used classical music to increase the lyricism of the whole song. After the big jump, there will probably be a heavy bass.

But soon, all his thoughts stopped daring to wander off.

Song Zechen spoke quietly, like a clear spring flowing slowly.Zheng Haoxi held his breath to distinguish what the lyrics were singing, and gradually his shoulders slumped, and his whole body softened visibly, he covered his eyes with his hands, and chuckled for a while: "It's too much."

The sound of the song automatically looped in the earphones came out:

"If you cover your eyes

Smiles will come out of the dimple

I have to worry all the time that the next second will turn into water waves and be wrinkled by the evening wind

I heard you were in dreamland

So I stole a ray of light from the gods, weaved it into a crown, and placed it in front of the window at night as a gift to you

May there be stars in your dreams, may there be sunshine between your brows

You are the most gentle moon and light in the beauty that words do not express.”

Zheng Haoxi picked up the phone and exited the video, and dialed out the phone number.

The phone was connected immediately without beeping. The voice of the person who sang in the video just now is as clean and clear as it is there, full of brightness, which is very reminiscent of the white snow in his heart. The person replied: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Zheng Haoxi blinked, blinked away the steaming mist in his eyes, and said seriously again: "You are too much."

You are going too far.

Why don't you sing it to me in person?

Then I can immediately, immediately, run to hug you.