when idols fall in love

Chapter 201 196. Care
Looking at the small photo on the table, Lin Yuner was slightly taken aback.

Of course she remembers this scene
"Miss Song Zhenxiu." Gu Heng's voice suddenly sounded.

Song Zhenxiu shrank her shoulders back.

The man who had spoken softly just now, although he just suppressed his expression at the moment, his slightly scrutinizing gaze made her cringe subconsciously.

But that feeling can come and go quickly.

When she was at a loss, Gu Heng looked away for some reason.

Instead, Lin Yun'er's voice rang in his ears.

"Is it just like interviewing and answering?"

"Huh?" Song Zhenxiu subconsciously straightened her waist, "Yes, my initial thoughts were like this."

She said happily, but Jin Ha Na, who was standing by Lin Yuner's side, didn't pay attention to these things.

Her eyes fell on the table that Song Zhenxiu couldn't see.
A slender white hand,
It was pressing on the other broad palm.

Kim Ha Neul blinked her eyes and swallowed subconsciously.

"Okay, if you're not in a hurry, I'll take part in the recording after I return to Seoul."

"Thank you Miss Yun'er!" Song Zhenxiu responded excitedly.

After graduating from the Communication Department of Dankook University, she was already full of ambitions to enter the variety show production department of a certain cable TV station as an intern, but her father forced her into Dayong School.

Planning a documentary filming for the annual school celebration this time is already the only thing she can find related to her major.

Looking at Song Zhenxiu's leaving back, Lin Yuner quickly withdrew her hand.

As if nothing had happened.

Night falls.

Since there is no night play scheduled tonight, the production crew ended work a little earlier than usual.

The evening wind of summer night blows, bringing a little bit of coolness that does not exist in the daytime.

Gu Heng and Lin Yun'er staggered by half, walking on the road one behind the other.

Glancing at Lin Yun'er, Gu Heng paused a little, and stood side by side with her, "Sorry, I seem to have overreacted today."

Song Zhenxiu's sudden act of taking out the photo gave him some not-so-good associations.

But judging from Lin Yuner's actions
It should be because he cared about it and got messed up.

Lin Yun'er hummed lightly, "That kind of photo has nothing to do with it."

In the photo that Song Zhenxiu took out, she didn't make any other movements except looking at Gu Heng.

And no one remembers what happened that day more clearly than her.

At most, the photos can only show that Lin Yuner and Gu Heng, who were in the first year of high school at the time, might know each other, other than that, it doesn't have much meaning.

"I didn't expect that there were other people who saw me and you at that time."

There was some inexplicable and subtle emotion in Gu Heng's tone.

According to Song Zhenxiu, she accidentally saw this photo from a student photography club affiliated to the Publicity Center of Dayong School.

It seems that a certain student took a photo of the work, and then it was forgotten in the school.

"You don't have to worry about this for me."

Probably thinking of the subconscious action she made when she saw Gu Heng's face suddenly change during the day, Lin Yun'er's face became slightly hot.

Fortunately, there are no street lights on this short stretch of road.

She turned her eyes to the side, and then she continued, "If there is really malicious intent, then it would be easier for her to take a photo and send it directly to the company."

Song Zhenxiu is an employee of Dayong's public school, and Lin Yuner can be regarded as a signboard that Dayong has promoted to the outside world in recent years.

"I rejected the school before, just because I have to come here to audition and negotiate recently. If she is patient, I will go back to Seoul to help her record a few episodes after the filming is finished in half a month."

Perhaps because she was worried that Gu Heng still had worries in her heart, she explained it softly.

It will be finished after half a month.
Gu Heng was distracted for a few seconds before he realized it.

After thinking for a moment, he nodded slightly, "Okay."

The two continued to walk forward in silence.

After hesitating for a while, seeing that the road ahead was about to be brightened again, Lin Yuner slowed down, "I will tell her not to disturb you."

"Huh? But she didn't say that."

"Her most important idea is nothing more than asking me to be interviewed and borrowing my fame. As long as I agree to her basic request, everything else is easy to talk about."

Gu Heng frowned, as if he wanted to say something.

But at this moment, the phone in his pocket rang.

"Every word you say, every smile, means a lot to me; your small eyes, and your lonely back, are all difficult promises to me"

Li Zhien's gentle singing sounded in the silent atmosphere.

"Your Meaning".
Li Zhien's cover song just released two months ago.

Lin Yuner pursed her lips.

Glancing at the name on the caller ID, Gu Heng said, "Wait for me a moment."

"Mmmmm~"

Lin Yun'er was about to take two steps to the side, giving him a separate space to answer the phone.

However, Gu Heng didn't seem to have any evasive thoughts, and after a simple sentence, he pressed the connect button.

"oppa!"

Li Zhien's voice is really penetrating.

Even if Gu Heng didn't press the hands-free button, Lin Yun'er could hear it clearly.

it's her
Seeing Gu Heng subconsciously take the phone away, the corners of Lin Yun'er's mouth curled up.

But then she remembered the few brief greetings Li Zhien had said to her when they ran into each other on the show several times in the past year, and she felt slightly gloomy.

"Zhien? What's the matter?"

Sitting in the co-pilot seat, Li Zhien groaned while swinging his legs,
"Is there a reason why I called you? I think the truth calls you, why don't you ask this?"

"I don't mean that. Don't always make use of the topic and take it out of context," Gu Heng on the other side of the phone chuckled, "If it wasn't for you harassing me because you have something to do, I wouldn't have asked such a question, would I?"

"I'm going out with my dad to pick up that kid Li Zhongxun from get out of class." Li Zhien glanced in the direction of the school gate before speaking.

"Will Zhong Xun dismiss get out of class at this time?" Gu Heng seemed taken aback, "No wonder he doesn't send me many messages these days."

"Yeah, he doesn't finish school until nine o'clock every night, today is still early."

Li Zhien shook his head and mourned for Li Zhongxun for two seconds.

She herself is fine, her studies are in a half-bad state after her debut, and she hasn't suffered too much in her studies.

But Lee Jong-hoon is different.

Among the current South Korean student population, there is a "curse" that goes up and down, which means that if you sleep for four hours a day, you can be admitted to the university, and if you sleep for an extra hour, you may face failure.

This statement, while not necessarily accurate for everyone, at least partially reflects the intense academic pressures South Korean students are under.

So Lee Jong-hoon, who is going to take South Korea's "college entrance exam" in a few months, can only continue to suffer with tears in his eyes
"Let him pay more attention to his body," Gu Heng sighed, "Where are your uncles, aunts and grandma? How are you doing recently?"

"Father, mom, it's okay, I just wake up early and go to bed late with Zhong Xun." Li Zhien glanced at his father who was dozing off in the driver's seat, and lowered his voice, "Well, as for grandma, she said that she will not I recognize you, are you afraid?"

"Don't give me a false preaching of the imperial decree every day." Gu Heng responded angrily.

"How could I? Grandma said that she hadn't seen you for so long that she almost forgot what you looked like. Doesn't that mean she doesn't recognize you?" Li Zhien spoke vigorously.

"Got it, got it, I'll make a video call to her old man tomorrow." Gu Heng agreed with a smile.

Li Zhien blinked her eyes, and suddenly her voice became lower, "Oppa, I'll come to see you next month, okay?"

"Next month? No schedule?"

"Go to Los Angeles to attend a platter concert first, and then I'll come over to find you in a short while."

Li Zhien put his head against the car window and counted with his fingers, "Since my showcase in Xiangjiang in March this year, we haven't seen each other for four months?"

"Don't make such a hasty trip."

"But."

Li Zhien was thinking about trying to come up with a few more reasons when he heard the second part of Gu Heng's sentence.

—— ".I will go back to Seoul next month."

"I will go back to Seoul next month."

Lin Yun'er, who was standing at the intersection of light and shadow, jumped in her heart, and turned her face to look at Gu Heng.

But he caught a glimpse of his eyes seem to flash past his body.

Seeing Gu Heng hang up the phone, Lin Yun'er's lips moved slightly, but finally she couldn't hold back her words, "Are you going back to Seoul?"

"Ok?"

In the dark night, meeting her bright eyes, Gu Heng was suddenly speechless for a few seconds.

"Well, after the release of "Strange She", there are some problems with the final payment of the account. I need to go and have a look." He paused, and then continued, "There are also some problems with Kakao recently. Going public to collect some funds may be beneficial to the market in Southeast Asia.”

After saying a few words in a row, he realized that Lin Yuner's eyes were a little strange.

"Oh" she responded softly.

The two walked forward for a short distance in silence until they reached a fork in the road.

"Are you hungry?" Lin Yun'er asked suddenly.

"Ok?"

"Is there a nightclub nearby?"

She pointed to Kim Ha Neul who was walking not far ahead, bored, "He Neul should be hungry after running around all day."

Kim Ha Neul, who was stepping on her own shadow under the streetlight, turned her head in a daze.

Compared with the neighboring cities, the pace of life in Jincheng is undoubtedly much slower.

Although the streets are also brightly lit and crowded with people, there is a lot of fireworks.

In front of the small shop stalls in the corners of the streets, Kim Ha Na tiptoed and looked curiously at the boss who was busy, and asked,
"Gu Heng oppa, what's this called? I seem to have ordered it once on that food delivery app."

In the past half a month of filming with Lin Yuner in Jincheng, apart from the monotonous boxed lunches of the crew, she ate most of all kinds of takeaways.

The food delivery fee in Jincheng is much cheaper than that in Seoul, which gave her a brief illusion that she has completely realized the freedom of food delivery in her life.

"There are more types of pasta in the north for braised noodles."

While answering, Gu Heng handed over the money to the boss, and took three packed portions of noodles from him.

Jin Ha Neul repeated it several times in a low voice, as if to write down the name.

The two headed towards the entrance of the alley together, Lin Yuner was waiting there.

"Are you learning Chinese recently?"

"Ani," Kim Ha-neul shook her head embarrassingly, "Just memorize a little bit randomly. If Yoon Ernie still has a trip to China in the future, I can't let her take care of me as an assistant all the time."

"...can let her teach you."

"Yeah, but I'm not as hardworking as Yoona O'Neill, she still does it every day."

Speaking of this, it seemed that she suddenly understood something, and Jin Ha Neul closed her mouth tightly.

Gu Heng looked at her suspiciously, but the two had already arrived beside Lin Yun'er.

"Let's go."

"Yeah." Lin Yun'er responded.

This food street is only a few steps away from the hotel where she and Kim Ha Neul stayed.

The three of them soon arrived at the hotel entrance.

Gu Heng handed the plastic bag containing the noodle lunch box to Lin Yun'er, "I'll just send it here, you guys go up."

"it is good."

"I'm leaving."

Lin Yuner clutched a photo on her cuff, hesitated for two seconds, and then hid it inside.

"Okay, um, be careful on the road."

"it is good."

Inside the hotel room.

Sitting at the table, Lin Yuner pushed her hair behind her ears.

After unpacking the disposable chopsticks, she stirred the noodles in the lunch box a few times and took two bites.

But his gaze subconsciously drifted to the photo left by Song Zhenxiu on the corner of the table.

When Gu Heng left just now, she originally wanted to ask him what to do with this photo, but she stopped when she reached the point of her mouth.

Putting down the chopsticks, she took the photos that she hadn't had time to look at during the day in her hands.

The photo was not well preserved, and the corners had already turned yellow and warped.

But yes, it was still in [-], right?
She is still just a small trainee in SM company who has not debuted, no one will pay attention and care?

Except for the person in the photo?

Lin Yuner's fingertips lightly brushed across the face of the young man who was still a little green.

Ah du!

The phone vibrates slightly.

She took the phone.

But it's not him, it's Kim Ha Neul.

[He Na]: Onioni, remember to eat that noodle quickly

[He Na]: Just now Gu Heng oppa sent me a message, this kind of noodles can't be kept for too long, it will get lumpy~
Lin Yuner let out a breath.

In fact, she could feel that from the time they met again until now, Gu Heng has been carefully restraining something.

It's just that she's not sure what's behind this restraint.

until today.

When Gu Heng suddenly changed his expression and tone because he misunderstood Song Zhenxiu's words, he, who was sitting beside him, finally touched something in his cold eyes.

After replying to Jin Ha Na, Lin Yuner put down her phone and finished the bowl of noodles in front of her.

When she got up, she rummaged through the suitcase and found a notebook, opened it, carefully put the photos in it and put it away, and then took out a copybook and put it on the table.

Ernie, who taught her Chinese, told her to write a page when she couldn't calm down.

Half an hour later, she put the pen aside and looked at her palm.

It's not because of the warmth of the moment when the palms touch that the heart is touched,
Instead, he suddenly determined that although it had been a long, long time, he still seemed to be someone he subconsciously cared about so much.

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