Korean Entertainment's Sadness at the End of Winter

() In the narrow kitchen, Han Bin's busy figure attracted the mind of Han Xue who was sitting in the living room.Carefully washing vegetables, fluent and skilled knife skills, no fancy cooking skills, and the figure turning around, dealt with these trivial matters in an orderly manner.

After about half an hour, a strong aroma of dishes wafted from the kitchen, and the white mist lingered around like light smoke. The cool atmosphere seemed to be exaggerated with the taste of a monk, and the warm smell of fireworks faintly lingered in my heart.

"Okay, a delicious Chinese meal." Han Bin put a few small dishes on the table, took off the scarf on his body, and sat opposite Han Xue.

On the half-meter-wide dining table, several delicious and fragrant side dishes exude aromas, rushing towards the face, tantalizing people's appetite.Han Xue pursed her lips with a full smile, unable to conceal her inner joy.

At some point, I told him that I was deeply curious about that mysterious country, how much I wanted to know, and excitedly talked about the rumors I heard from the teacher.

At that time, he was just listening quietly, with a faint smile on his face, but a serious look flashed in his eyes, but she didn't notice it when she was excited at that time.

Later, her body became weak, and even going to school became a distant past. Coupled with the various ups and downs brought about by life and destiny, she gradually lost her previous strong desire to know about that mysterious country.

It's just that when she was about to forget, her brother already knew how to cook exquisite Chinese food, along with those Chinese that she didn't understand, or anecdotes about that country that she didn't know.

Covering his lips in disbelief.Listening to him talking slowly, Han Xue had this expression at that time, lying on the bed in a daze and looking at him without blinking, her eyes were full of him, and her heart was full of warmth.

Maybe Han Bin didn't know that after suffering from this debilitating disease, her world was only filled with a lingering gray of despair.The departure of her parents left an indelible scar. Under her forced smile, she wanted to leave without giving up on herself.

But, she couldn't bear it, as long as she saw that gentle and caring face, and watched him enduring his tiredness, sitting on the edge of the bed and whispering funny stories, she found that she still had concerns about this hopeless world .

"Brother is so amazing!" Han Xue said adoringly, propping her chin with both hands, with little stars in her eyes.

"It's not like I haven't eaten it before." Han Bin said with a smile, and the light in his eyes became softer in the face of her disguised admiration.But looking at her bloodless little face, I felt another pain in my heart.

Without saying a word, Han Bin picked up the chopsticks, first of all, he didn't pick up the dishes for himself, but picked up the dishes she liked for Han Xue one by one.

But as long as there is a gap in Han Xue's bowl, he will carefully pick up one or two small dishes with chopsticks, and whisper softly: "Eat more!" But he knows that she can't eat that much at all.

"Enen! Brother, you should also eat more." Han Xue nodded, and the smile in her eyes raised the corners of her eyes slightly for his meticulous care.

The clear crystal chandelier was shining brightly, and the radiance of Yingying exuded soft light. In the spacious living room, Han Bin put down his rice bowl and stood up.

Han Xue on the opposite side shrugged her eyelids at some point, lying on the table, the rice bowl next to her was still filled with steaming white rice, muttering, "Brother, eat more, I'm full", followed by a burst of slight breathing.

How many times?Han Bin forgot, forgot when it started. During the meal, Han Xue fell asleep without warning.

In the home with soft lighting, as Han Xue fell asleep suddenly, the warmth that had been brewing dissipated. Human silence surrounds all around.

"Slept... again?" The word "again" came out of Han Bin's mouth with difficulty, and the sound fell, followed by another burst of silence.

The palm of his hand caressed the messy hair and smoothed it out, his movements were gentle and slow, as if he was afraid that he would accidentally wake up the sleeping person, but in fact, he wished that he could squat by the bed like just now, watching in surprise. Then she woke up suddenly.

That unexpected surprise came so quickly that he even ignored the joy in his heart.

Han Bin took a deep look. Han Xue, who fell into a 'sleep', pursed her pale lips and frowned her curved eyebrows inexplicably, as if she had something hard to let go of.

Then gently hugged Han Xue, caressing her smooth back, and sent her to the bed in the bedroom, pulled the quilt that was still warm, and came to the dining table again.

There were still some steaming Chinese side dishes on the table, and they continued to exude a gluttonous aroma. Han Bin silently picked up the dishes, put them in his mouth, chewed them several times, swallowed them, and then picked up the dishes.

There was a sound of chewing food, and the living room was quiet, one person was sitting at the table, and there was a lonely shadow on the ground, one person and one shadow, just eating quietly.

After eating, he continued to wash the dishes. Han Bin stood in front of the sink in the kitchen, holding a dishcloth, and scrubbing the dishes.Standing up straight, but a little more lonely.

How many times have I failed to have a warm dinner, and every time I see the eyes that are suddenly closed, the warmth that has just risen suddenly disappears, as if it never existed.

The night became thicker, and the occasional fluttering snowflakes set against the pitch black, paled the lonely and silent land, and fell on the ground desolately, turning into a piece of white.

In the residential areas in the suburbs, most people have already turned off their lights to rest, and only a few soft lights are left through the windows, pouring down like water.

Han Bin was sitting in front of a writing desk, the small table lamp of the rogue rabbit model cast a dim light, his head was lowered with a sense of emotion in his eyes, and the right hand holding the pen holder was slowly writing something, the tip of the pen was rubbing against the rough paper face, making a rustling sound.

Years of ups and downs, rich experiences, and deep-hidden melancholy are all poured out in this lonely night.Han Bin always maintained a gentle look in his eyes, which gradually dissipated, and a sense of melancholy filled his dark eyes.

He felt that he had to write something, explain some stories, touching, sad, romantic... he used his sensitive thoughts to record that poignant story, and expressed the beauty he yearned for with words.

The nib of the pen moves slightly, and the light reflects Han Bin's sad side face, his emotions and feelings overflow one by one, and the poetic and beautiful words and sentences come alive on the paper, telling a story of pursuing beauty word by word.

It was a love affair between a man and a woman when they met, exuding the faint fragrance of fresh chrysanthemums. Although it was not gorgeous, it had an endless fragrance, clean and beautiful like the occasional twinkling stars in the sky.

Between the lines, it is pure and romantic, but when the emotion is triggered, it reveals a poignant sadness, faintly, which makes people depress and feel sad, but the steadfast characters in it are like a faint fragrance of flowers refreshing the heart.

This is an uncomplicated but beautiful story, a pure but heartbreaking poignant encounter.The fragrance is far away, the romantic love like a tree.

The story was still going on, and after a while, Han Bin paused his pen, stopped writing beautiful words, took a while, closed the plain diary, tidied it up, then turned around and walked lightly.

It turned out that this bedroom was the room where Han Xue slept. Han Xue, who was wrapped in a quilt on the bed, breathed gently, but she didn't have the power of ordinary people.

She said that she was afraid of a person, and hoped that she could see him for the first time when she opened her eyes sometimes, so that her heart would be full and there would be no more loneliness and fear.

Turn off the desk lamp, climb onto the soft bed in the dark, lift the quilt lightly, and smell the faint body fragrance, sneak in, then hug her back lightly, and gently stroke her smooth long hair, as if treating a precious Jing Cherish like beautiful porcelain.

"Good night!" With slightly parted lips, warm lips were printed on the smooth forehead, warming the heart.

Eyelids slowly loosened, and after a while, two breathing sounds came and went in the bedroom.

The next day, the warm sunshine did not arrive as promised, the howling cold wind continued to rage, the chill did not dissipate, the snowflakes kept flying, and there was an additional beautiful scenery.

Today is Monday, Han Bin cooked a breakfast for one person after some simple washing, because Han Xue was still in the 'dreamland' and did not know when she would wake up.Then after hastily eating, he picked up his schoolbag.

"Brother Han Bin, good morning!" Han Bin just went out and locked the door, turned around and saw Xu Zhuxian carrying Keroro Juncao's small backpack, and said hello timidly.

"Morning! Little Zhuxian." Seeing her serious appearance, Han Bin greeted her seriously.

In the winter of 1999, Xu Zhuxian, who was born in 1991, was only in the second grade of primary school this year. The Jiangnan Primary School she attended was not far from Han Bin's high school. Every day at this time, she would go to school with Han Bin.

"Let's go! Little Zhuxian, go to school." Han Bin raised his hand and said.

However, Xu Zhuxian's face was a little hesitant, he stood where he was, and asked, "Brother Han Bin, don't you think there is one person missing?" He spoke in a very cautious voice.

"One person is missing? It seems so!" Han Bin frowned and thought about it.

"Little Zhuxian, Brother Han Bin, I'm here." A startling shout came from behind, a little girl ran over, hopping and running, raising her hands and shouting, as if she was afraid that no one would know she was coming, her eyes flickered With a bright light, one can tell that he is a mischievous master.

The little girl was carrying a blue teddy bear schoolbag, which exuded a cute and playful look. When she ran over, she took Xu Zhuxian's arm, and rubbed her head with two pigtails against Xu Zhuxian's forehead, feeling extremely intimate.

Xu Zhuxian struggled slightly, her serious personality made her somewhat unable to bear such an intimate gesture, but she couldn't help the little girl's strong confinement, she could only puff her cheeks like a doormat.

"Oppa, you actually forgot about me, hum!" the little girl yelled dissatisfiedly, staring at Han Bin sadly.