[Korean Entertainment BTS] First Kiss

On the table is half-torn cold medicine, you fish out the glass that is almost shaky on the table, throw the medicine into your mouth, and take a big sip of water, the bitterness of the tablet still remains on the tip of your tongue.

The screen of the mobile phone on the bed flickered, and it was another recommended article from my mother-what's the matter with the young people, why can't they find a partner.

Just by looking at the title, it is certain that it is some kind of poisonous chicken soup, so I ignore it decisively.

Turn off the screen, and the room suddenly becomes pitch black. You fumble for the toilet paper next to the pillow, tear off a piece and blow your nose.My head was groggy, and I finally couldn't resist the menacing cold virus, so I went to bed early.

In a daze, there seemed to be a vague sigh coming from your ears. You half-opened your eyes and turned on your phone. On the screen was the meal shot of BTS’s end-of-year performance by Jung Ho-seok, and the time was displayed on the screen—2 in the morning. :18

On Saturday, I wanted to sleep until I woke up naturally, but my nose was really uncomfortable. You rubbed your eyes and sat up, only to find that the curtains you had drawn were all opened, the sun was shining brightly, and the sun was shining on the ground. The green radish is also glowing dark green at this moment, and the room is suddenly full of vitality.

You want to check the time, but you can't find your phone no matter what.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and the person standing in front of him looked exactly like Zheng Haoxi.

He was wearing a gray cardigan with a ginger-colored cotton sweater inside, and loose home clothes on his lower body, full of boyfriend feeling.You were speechless in surprise, and could only point at him with a puzzled look on his face.

He seems to know what you want to say, the corner of his mouth is raised, and he slowly raises his hand. It is a mobile phone. When he presses his finger, the screen lights up, and it is the desktop picture of your mobile phone.

"Are you looking for this? You don't need to look for it, I'm your phone." After speaking, he raised his hand, and the phone disappeared instantly.

My cell phone is Zheng Haoxi...

"Here, take your medicine quickly, so you can get better soon." He put down the cup in his hand, reached out to pick up the cold medicine on the table, carefully tore open the package with his fingers, and a white tablet appeared in his palm.

At this time, you also got used to it from the surprise, and saw him handing you the water.

"I haven't eaten breakfast yet, my stomach will feel uncomfortable if I take the medicine now" You just woke up, your voice is hoarse because of illness, it's terrible.

Seeing that he has no other actions, you have to pick up the pill from his palm.

The temperature of his palm came from the fingertips, as long as he moves his fingers, your hand can be completely held in his.

You lowered your head and didn't dare to look at him, but heat came from your ears.I sighed in my heart that I was so lacking in concentration, and I would be embarrassed to simply take a medicine, but I didn't find the same reddish ear tips as the person in front of me.

"So, you are my phone? Jung... Ho-seok. You are Jung Ho-seok, right... right?" You said while eating the rice in the bowl.But I saw him staring at your bowl motionlessly, while humming slightly perfunctorily, his eyes were still looking at the bowl.Only then did you realize that he should be hungry too.

"You are hungry?"

He answered you with a heavy nod and brighter eyes.

What should I eat when my phone is hungry?Waiting online, very urgent...

"Do you want to eat batteries?" As soon as your words came out, the sparkling eyes seemed to go out all of a sudden, and the corners of the mouth drooped.

"I want to eat, just like you eat." Seeing the obvious doubt in your eyes, he said again, "Although I am a mobile phone, I am a human being now, and I also want to eat. You didn't charge me last night. You’ve been checking Weibo and Bilibili all day long, I see you’ve been watching the videos of the star Zheng Haoxi. Is he that good?”

You flipped the eggs in the pot, and heard his non-stop thoughts, will Zheng Haoxi do this in life?Just thinking about it is too sweet.

After finally eating, he didn't speak, just lowered his head and ate mouthfuls, looked up at you from time to time, then quickly lowered his head, and quickened his hand movements. For a while, there was no other sound in the room, only the collision of bowls and chopsticks There was a crisp sound and the breathing of two people.

"Hmm... are you full? And bread"

"No, I'm done." Seeing you put down the chopsticks, he stood up to clean up the dishes. "You cook, I wash the dishes. It's still early, you go to the sofa to watch TV."

There is a flashing picture on the TV in front of you. You don’t have the heart to watch it, but the rustling sound of water can be heard in your ears, and the sound of water can cover up the sound of collision when placing the plates.

You turned sideways and saw that he lowered his head and his movements were not chaotic at all. Maybe he noticed your gaze, raised his head to look at you, showed a smile, then lifted the plate and put it in the cabinet, picked up a towel to dry his hands you come.

"What are you going to do today? I can accompany you all day" in a tone of praise.

The sofa sank slightly, and he sat next to you, but not next to you, leaving a slight gap between them, although they didn't touch, it was enough to exchange breath.

"Mr. Zheng Ho-seok, who is not Zheng Ho-seok, please sing for me." Hearing what you said, this time it was him who looked puzzled.

"First, I just checked, that Zheng Haoxi was talking in the official cafe just now, you are not that him; second, you are too similar to him, no matter the voice, appearance or feeling to me. I want to hear You sing." You say it again.

His eyes flickered slightly, "Do you want to hear him sing or me?" He sighed, paused and said, "Okay, what are you listening to?"

"You are my mobile phone, you must know what I like to listen to!"

He sang low, it's spring.

His voice can only be heard in the audio source by adjusting the equalizer. You really want to hear him sing alone.

Looking at the person in front of him, he looked very much like Zheng Haoxi, with his eyes closed, his brows slightly wrinkled, and his voice extremely gentle...

"Is there any place you want to go?" After the song was over, he opened his eyes, and the twinkle in his eyes was completely gone.

"I thought, go to the movies. The ones that start at 12 o'clock at night."

"Okay." He stood up, raised his hand and lowered it, lifted his foot to leave, and returned to rub your hair after a few steps.

When the movie ended, the rain just stopped, and there were patches of puddles on the ground, and the street lamps shone on the clear patches of puddles.

He walks in front of you, walking slowly, looking down at the ground, carefully avoiding standing water.

The breeze is blowing, is it the spring breeze?

It turned out to be spring already!

You stretch out your hand to catch the rainwater falling from the swaying branches, but you see the person walking in front of you suddenly stop, and raise your hand to rub your hair. It seems that the rainwater has fallen on his hair.

Seeing him lift his foot again, you looked at the standing water on one side, walked over quickly, stepped into the water, and the water droplets splashed. He obviously didn't expect it, he was startled, and he stood there not knowing what to do.

Seeing his bewildered look, you finally couldn't help laughing out loud. With this smile, it seemed that the stress and boredom of the past few days had been swept away.

There is another gust of wind, water drops fall on your face, he approaches, his hand gently falls on your face, his temperature can be heard on your face, he is right in front of you, you really want to hug him, but you know you can’t, There is too much difference between you, just like the distance between Pluto and the sun.

"134340" "What?" He heard your words, his eyes began to flicker, but he seemed to suspect that he heard it wrong, and asked again.

"Nothing. What time is it?" You turn away from his hand.

"2:18. Let's go back."

"What, are you Cinderella? Are your pumpkin carriage and crystal slipper going to disappear?" You dare not look up, pretending to be mocking.

"Can I still see you?" You asked in a low voice.

"Yes." There was no emotion in his voice.

"Okay, I look forward to it."

"Well, please, please, always support that singer named Zheng Haoxi."

"why?"

"No why."

Because you are him, Jung--Ho-seok.

There is the same alarm ringing in your ears, you sit up suddenly, pick up the phone next to the pillow, the picture is still on it, but you accidentally find the mottled mark on the back of the phone case, which is very similar to the rain that night...