[Korean Entertainment YG] Black Lotus

Sometimes when you look at the sky, you feel that the clouds are far away from you, so far away that you cannot reach them, so far that you cannot touch them no matter what you do.But sometimes, when you stretch out your hand, the clouds will turn into clear raindrops, falling from the sky drop by drop and falling into your palm.The once unreachable, just blended with you, feeling your temperature, your softness, and your heartache.

——"Seven Searches"

An unknown fragrance of flowers floated in the air, and the sunlight passed through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled shadows on the ground.The wind blows, and the trees are full of shadows.Occasionally, a few leaves could not escape the longing of falling leaves returning to their roots, so they broke free from the shackles of the branches and jumped down gently.

It falls on the ground, on passers-by, or in the hair of someone standing under a tree.

Song Binghao did have something to be proud of, Huang Baocan thought.Young people are always young and beautiful, free from worldly pollution, and incredibly clean.That's why it is simple and pure to think that a feeling of appreciation will spontaneously arise in the heart, that is, liking.

Everyone is a child who is easily deceived by appearance...

Tightening the book in his hand, Huang Baocan walked under the tree.

The person opposite seemed to hear the rustling of leaves on the ground, turned around slowly, and then smiled slightly the next moment he saw the person coming.

"Bao Chan."

Bending slightly is considered polite between seniors, Huang Baocan asked suspiciously, "Senior, what can I do for you?"

Song Binghao saw that the other party's expression changed from surprise to doubt, and he couldn't help doubting himself. Could it be that his charm has declined recently, so that the school girls who lived so close all looked like,

#We don’t know each other well, have you seen your expression that looks like a ghost...

Song Binghao was so depressed by his own thoughts, and when he realized the reaction, he heard the other party ask, so he blinked his eyes invisibly and quickly, and finally remembered his purpose of coming.

"I found it on the rest chair not long ago. Is this the book you left behind?"

He took out a yellow book from his schoolbag, and Huang Baocan looked at it as he reached out and handed it over. It was a Faust compiled in 95, and she knew it was a book she was sitting on a public rest chair not long ago. The missing copy.

The bottom right corner of the book was broken by that reckless idiot Quan Youbin, she didn't care, but because of this, Li Shien, who loves books like his life, picked up all the meat in the lunch box.

Thinking of that scene, she still couldn't help laughing, and then realized that the kind-hearted person on the other side who came to return the book was still there, so she took the book in the other's hand with a smile that hadn't dissipated, and said,

"What a coincidence, this is my book, thank you so much senior."

Song Binghao saw the other party take the book from his hand, and then gently opened the cover, revealing a row of beautiful handwriting inside.

"Since it has been returned to its original owner..." He straightened his hair, which was blown by the wind, which was somewhat messy.

"Then I will go back first, and Baocan will continue to work hard."

Huang Baocan closed the book, looked up at the other party, "Thank you, senior too."

Song Binghao waved to her with a smile, and walked forward. Huang Baocan, who was smiling peacefully behind him, put down the corners of his mouth at some point, and glanced calmly at a certain place with lush branches and leaves, and then walked to the opposite place. go.

The weather has not been very good recently, it has been rainy for days, and the sound of pattering rain on the window often makes her unable to focus on the pen tip.

Pedestrians with umbrellas on the road move their legs quickly even under the cover of the umbrella, people come and go, walking on the wet and cold road.

After rubbing his aching stomach, Huang Baocan opened the refrigerator to find something edible.

level one

A plate of tofu fried three days ago, a bowl of unidentifiable sauce... pass

Second floor

A handful of green onions that lack water, a bag of Qingyang peppers, a few small potatoes, a bowl of kimchi... pass

the third floor

A box of kimchi...pass

frozen layer

A bag of frozen meat, a few bags of instant Chinese dumplings, and everything else is full of instant kimchi...

pass, pass, pass!

As a kitchen waste who can't go sightseeing with his parents because of his studies, it's unbearable that the refrigerator is full of kimchi.Closing the refrigerator blankly, Huang Baocan put on his coat and decided to go out and have a meal before he was about to starve to death.

However, after going out, the girl who didn't know where to go, walked aimlessly in the rain alone with an umbrella, and occasionally a chilly wind blew, she gathered her coat, thinking that she would not return it. If you don't succeed in filling your stomach, you should give yourself a cold and cold...

Fortunately, it seemed that God really couldn't bear to see a young girl die like this, so she mercifully sent an angel to rescue the lost girl.

Angel?What kind of vulgar dog blood drama is this, if Huang Baocan finds out, he will definitely roll his eyes.But in fact, when a pair of canvas shoes suddenly appeared in her lowered vision, she blinked, thinking that she was blocking someone's way.

So she moved to the left, and the person opposite also followed her to the left.If it is an ordinary romantic drama, the heroine should move to the right at this time, and then have a fateful encounter with the husband who is synchronized with her again.

But it's a pity that Huang Baocan is not an ordinary person, and of course she thinks she is not the heroine of a romantic drama, so she stopped her footsteps under this most likely coincidental situation, and slowly raised the chair that was lowered to block the wind. Umbrella edge.

When she saw the young man who was smiling brightly at her, she felt, how should I put it, like gold powder floating in the dark night, swaying into a ray of light, and then tightly strangling her heart.

Make her breathless, make her... don't know what to say.

Quan Zhilong saw Huang Baocan from a distance, and for some reason, she was so clear in the mist across a road and the endless rain curtain in between, so that, when he looked at it, he could see her. It was her who could be so easily determined.

"Bao Chan."

He greeted happily as if he had met an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, but in a blink of an eye he saw that the other party was wearing thin clothes, and frowned slightly.

"It's cold."

As he spoke, he wanted to find something to put on the other party, but found that he was only wearing a hoodie.

Huang Baocan looked at the young man who still didn't know how to take care of himself and smiled. The man in short sleeves still scolded himself for wearing a coat. Is this a hundred steps laughing at fifty steps?

"Assi...I forgot my coat in the practice room..."

The teenager who took off his coat because he sweated during practice, but didn't remember taking it away, blushed slightly from her smile, scratched his bangs that were wet, and said in embarrassment, but he didn't expect to be heard by a voice interrupt.

Huang Baocan held her stomach expressionlessly, as if the person who was so hungry just now was not her, but the heat spread from her neck all the way up uncontrollably, she knew without looking in the mirror that her face must be so popular.

He secretly scolded his unbearable stomach, and then used his eyes to shut up the person on the other side who was holding back his laughter and was almost hurting internally.

"No way, it seems that she is going crazy with hunger."

She wiped off the moisture that condensed on her eyelashes with her hands, and then nodded her belly.

Hearing this, Quan Zhilong finally couldn't help but open his mouth, revealing a mouthful of small silver teeth, neatly shining a small light under the street lamp,

"I know there is a ramen shop near here. I wonder if she likes it?"

Huang Baocan turned his eyes to other places, but he didn't dare to look at him, and then pretended to be nonchalant,

"it should be OK."

Quan Zhilong's face was bloodied by her little action, and he was afraid that if he laughed again, the other party would become angry from embarrassment, so he coughed to hide his smile, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

Huang Baocan turned his face and looked at him, and the two couldn't help laughing together.

The rain did not know when it started to lighten up. Quan Zhilong led the way, and the two of them walked side by side on the street, passing one small shop after another that was lit up, and the colorful neon lights radiated light in the dark night.