[Entertainment bts] Big black princes

Min Yunqi was half-sitting on the bed, hugging the quilt with her head down to relax, he had maintained this position for a while.

Even though he didn't drink alcohol, he had the aftereffects of a hangover. His mind was clouded and his memory was fragmented.

After he opened his eyes, he didn't realize where he was for a long time, but the bedding mixed with woody fragrance, the bracelet on the bedside table, and the skirt on the hanger all pointed to one point.

This was obviously not his room.

!! ?

Sitting up abruptly, fragmentary fragments began to return.

He knocked on the door in a panic in the middle of the night, she asked him to lie on the bed and help him tuck the quilt, he dragged her like a child and prevented her from leaving, she gently patted through the quilt after she lay down...

He remembered, it would be better not to remember.

Min Yunqi rubbed her face in dismay, looking at his actions from God's perspective, she was no different from a hooligan...

The sudden sound of the door opening sounded like thunder hitting his ears. He looked towards the door in horror, and lifted the quilt up to cover half of his face.

"Awake? Let's go wash up first." As soon as Mir entered the door, he saw Min Yunqi huddled in the quilt, wrapping herself into a rice dumpling, leaving only a pair of eyes wandering around and not looking at her, a little funny, "You like my bed very much? Don't want to come down?"

"Ah... Ani! I, I... Mi Ane..." Min Yunqi hurriedly lifted the quilt out of bed, and pulled her hair twice in embarrassment, "I was a little unclear yesterday... You shouldn't have let me in!"

Mir put the dinner plate on the coffee table, took the coat from the sofa beside the bed, put it on Min Yunqi's shoulders, and pushed him to the bathroom: "Go wash your face and wake up, there are new toiletries in it, brush your teeth and come out to eat, I brought you breakfast."

Min Yunqi blushed and became even more nervous, she rushed into the bathroom and closed the door in a few steps.

After washing and dawdling in it for a long time, after doing enough mental construction, Min Yunqi slowly moved out.

After opening the curtains, the room became very bright. Mir was sitting on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, reading a book in the early morning sunlight. She glanced up at Min Yunqi, didn't ask him why he was so slow, and pointed to the breakfast on the table: "Eat Bar."

"…Oh."

What Mier served was boiling hot porridge, and after a while it was just right for the mouth. The sweet sweet potato and lotus seeds slid down the esophagus together with the soft and glutinous rice grains, warming all the way to the spleen and stomach, Min Yunqi squinted her eyes comfortably.

"Does Italy also drink porridge? Why didn't I see it yesterday?"

"I don't drink much, I made this myself."

The hand holding the spoon paused, and Min Yunqi was stunned: "...Huh?"

Mir couldn't take his eyes off the book, and turned a page: "Italian breakfast is greasy, you have a bad stomach, porridge is the best."

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and Min Yunqi didn't know what kind of mentality it was, but he just asked: "...does other people...have it too?"

The fingers holding the pages of the book stopped in the air, and Mir met his gaze, as if he knew what he was thinking, and slowly showed a very shallow smile: "They didn't."

It was the first time that Min Yunqi hated her cold white skin so much, the unconcealable flush almost burned his skin, making it an extravagant hope for him to hide his emotions.

Intense joy welled up in his heart for a moment, but was soon overwhelmed by a greater sense of sourness and unreality.

Ever since he found out about Mir's life experience, he would subconsciously look for the reasons for many things from this angle.

There are no parents around her to teach her basic human ethics, which leads her to have a very different thinking mode in many interpersonal relationships. Although she is usually very good to them, she does not have the kind of... considerate care like now.

He has a bad guess.

Min Yunqi asked tentatively: "Why... are you so nice to me all of a sudden?"

"Huh? Shouldn't I be nice to you?" Mill seemed puzzled by this question, his expression obviously puzzled for a moment, but he quickly asked himself, "I should be nice to you."

Min Yunqi's heart sank suddenly.

"...I like you." He looked at Mir, his face was red, his eyes were sincere and melancholy, "Because of this, you should like me too, and you should treat me well, do you think so?"

Mir closed the book and asked directly, "What do you care about?"

From an emotional point of view, Min Yunqi felt that he should not go any further. So far, what he dreamed of was within reach.

But from a rational point of view, he felt that he was like a bad man in a film and television drama, cheating an ignorant girl who didn't know anything.

"That's not the case..." Min Yunqi lowered her head, feeling that she was a big fool. She was pushing people away even though the other party was already responding, "Girls, don't be so easy to lie, if you really don't like it, don't Force yourself to respond...if you don't like it...don't be so nice to him...you will be addicted..."

Mir probably understood what he meant, and showed an indescribable expression for a while: "...you think a lot..."

Min Yunqi frowned: "! What...what do I think so much! Why...men can't be sensitive?! If you say it again, I'm really going to cry!"

Mir looked at him for a while, then suddenly said softly, "Actually, you never wanted to be with me, did you?"

Min Yunqi was silent.

"In yesterday's situation, you obviously couldn't restrain yourself, but you still didn't tell me anything in the end, so I knew it." Mir sat opposite Min Yunqi, picked up the bread on the dinner plate and buttered him.

"You like bulletproof very much, you won't put the whole team on the cusp, and you know how it will affect me." Mir suddenly smiled, "If you weren't scared yesterday, I guess you can bear it forever, because you are very Clearly, we can't be together."

Min Yunqi's eyes were red, and she muttered: "...what...you seem to know me very well..."

Mir looked at him curiously: "I don't know how to compose or write lyrics, and I have nothing in common with you. I remember that nh prefers pure and harmless girls. I'm not this type. What do you like about me?"

"...I'm not looking for a partner, and I don't have to know music...Although some knowledge may add points..." Min Yunqi was a little flustered by a straight ball, and she stumbled to organize her words, "According to what you said, all nh Every man should find a girl of the same type, how could it be possible..."

"So what do you like about me? You didn't answer." Mir asked frankly.

"..."

Min Yunqi, who couldn't avoid it, was quiet for a few seconds, lowered her head and stuffed a mouthful of porridge into her mouth, chewed it twice before replying vaguely: "I don't know, I just fell in love with it by chance."

After speaking, he buried his face in the bowl and couldn't lift it up, and the fingers holding the spoon started to turn red.

"...you weren't so shy when you kissed me yesterday."

"Anyani, stop talking!" Min Yunqi, whose hands and feet were curled up even more, was about to explode.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, his expression changed, he immediately took out his phone from his pocket, and began to browse news and trending searches.

There were a lot of people at the scene yesterday...wouldn't it be...

His face turned pale immediately.

Mill calmly wiped the butter off the knife, put the bread on Min Yunqi's plate, and signaled him not to look: "Don't look for it, there won't be any."

Min Yunqi checked a few SNS and news carefully with some concerns, and found that there was really no relevant news, her face was full of disbelief: "...How is it possible, with your popularity, you can go out and buy anything, and it will be on the trending search, saving people in the fire How come there is no report?"

A somewhat ethereal smile appeared on Mir's face: "Because no one will remember me."

Min Yunqi was stunned: "...what?"

"People who saw me at the scene will forget it in a few minutes. I am in a blurred state in the video. There is no useful information, so there will be no decent reports." She reversed the refractive index of the air, and saw her person actually It can only form a blurred light and shadow in the brain, which will be erased soon, not to mention that she didn't leave a name, so it is impossible to track her.

"……how did you do that?"

Mir shook his head: "I can't say it." Actually, I couldn't understand it.

Min Yunqi looked at her fixedly, and in the end she simply said "Oh" and continued to drink porridge.

Now Mir was surprised: "If Taehyung and Zhenguo were here, they would definitely pester me for an answer. Why don't you ask?"

"Everyone has secrets, there's no need to get to the bottom of it." Min Yunqi paused before continuing, "You are alone, as long as you can protect yourself, I don't care about the rest."

"..."

Mir lightly got up and walked around behind Min Yunqi, and suddenly hugged his shoulders from behind.

"Wow!" The spoon in Min Yunqi's hand fell into the bowl, and he held Mir's arm, "...Mo?"

Another star fell from Mir's eyes, shining brightly: "Thank you, and... I'm sorry..."

Thank him for his understanding and tolerance, and sorry that she had to hide something.

The hand covering her arm slowly tightened, Min Yunqi didn't turn her head, Mir couldn't see his expression, but his voice trembled uncontrollably: "...can you...wait for me?"

He will run faster, faster.

So...can you wait for him?

But this time there was no response.

Mill rolled his eyes.

She has waited too long.

I am sorry.

When Park Zhimin came to change her dressing, Mir couldn't help but take a second look.

"Brother? Are you in a bad mood?"

Park Jimin usually smiles at the members and her, his eyes are narrowed, like two crescent moons, sweet and warm, but in fact his brows and eyes are cold, especially when he wears smoky makeup.

Now the cold face is a bit bluffing, Mir is surprised.

"Hmph." Just as Park Zhimin took off her gauze, he took the time to look up at her, "Don't you know why I'm in a bad mood?"

Mill shook his head: "I don't know."

Park Jimin: "..."

He took a deep breath and rubbed the cotton ball on her arm with tweezers. What didn't match his careful movements was his extremely indifferent expression and dull tone: "You are so strange that you don't cry out when you are hurt." It hurts, I know everyone is worried about you, but they refuse to give in first...It's strange everywhere, I've never seen a girl like you."

"Then you have seen it now." Mir replied.

Park Zhimin stared at him: "Are you going to piss me off?!" The cute feeling in his expression returned.

"My three views are too different from yours. You can't understand many things, but it doesn't mean I did something wrong." Mir didn't waver, "I won't apologize for what I didn't do wrong, no matter what the reason is .”

"Then you tell us! Our three views are different, then you tell us yours!" Park Zhimin felt that the fire was about to come up again, "You think we can't understand you, we really can't understand, you never take the initiative to follow Don't you find it ridiculous that we talked about your affairs, even your family...even this information, we only found out after three years of acquaintance?"

Mir asked back: "What can you do if you know?"

Park Jimin was dumb.

"Would you like to look at me with the eyes you have now?" Mill asked again, "Or will things change after I say it? We can't influence each other, you can't become me, and I can't become you."

Their worlds are too far apart to be reconcilable.

Park Zhimin threw away the used cotton ball in silence, and took out another one. Because of too much force, the alcohol that had been sucked up dripped down the tweezers and onto the back of his hand, feeling cold and sticky.

He wiped his hands with lowered eyes and continued to disinfect, his voice was as cool as the alcohol in a cotton ball: "It cannot be completely compatible, and there are always intersecting parts. If you don't tell me, I will find out by myself."

Mill asked: "It is not necessarily beautiful that is hidden. Aren't you afraid to discover something terrible?"

Pu Zhimin raised the corners of his mouth in an unclear way: "Isn't it scary where there are people? Besides, as long as you are here, no matter what the scenery is, I want to see it."

Mir glanced at him, eyes downcast thoughtfully.

Park Zhimin held her arm, the red mark was particularly eye-catching on the white and smooth skin, he gently blew on the wound, as if this could drive away the pain, and said in a worried voice: "What should I do... one Girl, she's still a model, what if you get scars on your body..."

Just as Mill was about to speak, a knock on the door interrupted her.

A hand stretched out from the corner of the door, knocked on the open door, and then retracted it immediately. After Mir and Park Zhimin both looked over, the hand stretched out again holding a bunch of flowers, and at the same time, two people appeared from the corner. With their heads up, Tian Zhenguo and Zheng Haoxi leaned on the door frame and asked cautiously, "Can I come in?"

Mir: "...please come in."

Park Zhimin twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly: "Brother...what are you doing with the maknae?"

Zheng Haoxi touched his nose in embarrassment, and moved in step by step: "Come and see Mir... how are your hands?"

"It's okay, it will heal soon."

After Tian Zhenguo handed the bouquet to Mir, he didn't dare to look up immediately.

Mir wondered: "Why send me flowers?"

"Eh? Oh, mom said that you need flowers to visit the sick..." Tian Zhenguo blinked in confusion.

Several people were silent for a while, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Zeng Guo is so cute...poof"

"The maknae is applying what he has learned kkkk"

Tian Tu, who was suspected of being ridiculed, blushed and argued without vigor: "Don't call me cute!...Oh, that's what Mom told me..."

Mir let Tian Zhenguo sit down beside her, and asked, "You are almost an adult, what do you want for your birthday this year?"

Tian Zhenguo stared at Mir's arm for a while, and muttered, "I want your arm to get better..."

Mill froze.

Zheng Haoxi took a closer look, and expressed the same worry as Park Zhimin: "There will be no scars..."

Mir happened to explain together: "I have a body that does not leave scars, and this kind of light burn will not leave traces."

"Pro? Dafa..."

"That would be wonderful..."

I don't know if the members of BTS have gravitational force. When a few people get together, the rest will be recruited spontaneously.

The one who heard his voice before seeing him was Kim Taehyung.

His room was at the farthest back, probably because there was no one else on the first floor, he didn't care at all, and rushed in shouting "Mir Mir" all the way.

"...Ah? Everyone is here..." Seeing that there were other people, there was a trace of shyness on Kim Taehyung's face, and his voice unconsciously became softer.

Zheng Haoxi clutched his heart: "What's the matter? I heard your voice from a long way away."

"What's the matter?" Mill asked.

Jin Taehyung's eyes lit up, he walked around Park Zhimin and Zheng Haoxi in two or three steps, squatted in front of Mir, and looked up at her: "Mir, take some time to go back to my hometown with me!"

Mir suspected that he had heard it wrong: "...what?"

The anticipation and shyness on his face couldn't be concealed, he pursed his lips, and mustered up the courage to look directly at Mir: "...I just talked to grandma on the phone! It's what I told you before, living in the country brought me up My grandma! I told her about you before, she has always wanted to see you... Ah, and grandpa! And mom and dad, I want to thank you for taking care of me in person... Would you... would you like to talk to me? See them at home?"

His eyes have starlight that cannot be extinguished, and his smile is as bright as a sunflower in the wilderness.

"My family is yours! Come back with me, okay?"

The author has something to say: Sister Mi is the kind of person who treats you very well if you like me (those people will probably cry hhhh if they know)

Min Mao feels that Miss Mi doesn't understand anything, he looks like a bad man who is seducing innocent girls

Lao Min didn't ask any further questions, which is very good for Sister Mi's favorability, alas, knowing the appropriate concession is very poking

95 is more direct than one

Park Tuanzi: You say I don't understand, so tell me?you do not say?I'll find out by myself

Jin Tae-tae: Come home with me to meet the parents, it’s all yours!

.感谢在2019-12-1522:08:38~2019-12-1620:23:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Krystal, blue; 2 bottles of Jinerxi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!