Korean Entertainment's Sadness at the End of Winter

In the distance, when you look up, you can see the beige dormitory building. Against the dark background of the evening, it looks very lonely, and there is howling coldness, like a dark and sad picture.

The sky is really dark, but there is still a ray of light that symbolizes hope.

The girl stood blankly on the side of the path, hiding behind a narrow electric pole, unable to hide her bleak figure, her eyes were gloomy, she held the electric pole with her right hand, raised her head, her face was full of hope.

After thinking about it, I climbed to the top floor of the small beige building again, and then I could see that person. Maybe there would be blame, but more of it should be concern.

For example, on that beautiful morning like a dream, although there were only a few words and a few small movements to cover the quilt, it was really heart-warming.

She likes the feeling of being cared and cared for, because she thinks it is too cold and she needs warmth.

However, the person living in the small beige building has already moved out, and she can no longer go there in her spare time, and she has no chance to contact that person again.

Those ambiguous things about stealing relatives and taking advantage of small things have nothing to do with her, but the palpitations of secret joy still really stay in her heart. She is obviously hurt, but it is these residual smells that warm her wounded mind.

Thinking about it, the corners of her mouth slightly pursed into a good-looking arc, and she looked silly. She thought of one day, with the instigation of others, bobo intimately with that person, and the feeling of her heart beating faster was really nerve-wracking.

However, why are the eye sockets astringent, and my heart is a little sour, I should cry.

A bleak and cold face, haggard, the already thin cheeks became thinner, and the narrow and drooping eyeliner usually looked cold.Now there is a touch of sadness.

In the evening of winter, the sky darkened quickly, and the street lamps came on leisurely, elongating the lonely figure of the girl, and clearing a dark shadow line.

The face full of hope slowly drooped, and the thin bones of the body became weaker and weaker under the cold blowing, as if he would be blown down in the next moment, he bent down and covered his lips lightly with one hand.

and then.There was nothing, only a faint sobbing echoed.

Sure enough, the feeling of falling out of love is really uncomfortable, but I really want to stay by that person's side again, even if I can only stay.

"Jung Soo-yeon. You can do it, you can do it...even...even if that person doesn't like you. But as long as you still like it, then it's fine, because liking someone is always a matter of one person."

Jessica choked softly, her eyes were red, and a thin layer of mist filled the air.She was about to cry again, looking at the small beige building that she thought about day and night.I will think of that person.

But she still wants to come, because she still likes it, and she can't forget it. Suddenly, she is a little envious of those nympho girls in Korean dramas.You can fall in love with someone unscrupulously.

It is a matter of one person to like someone, but it is a matter of two people to want two people they like together.

Really?Can I continue to like it?If possible, I really want to see that person again, talk to him, and see the smile on his face, and I will laugh too.

Han Bin oppa, I want to meet you, okay?This is just a weak girl who was rejected by you but still likes you. She is easily satisfied and easily hurt.

"As long as you like it, keep liking it, always like it, I want this kind of liking."

Jessica sniffed, raised her haggard face, and a proud expression spread.It turns out that as long as she still likes her, she still has the so-called pride.

With a glimmer of hope, I came to a convenience store, bought a bottle of sake, held it tightly in my arms, and ran to the residential area on the outskirts of Jiangnan.

On the bus, for fear of being recognized as a member of Girls' Generation, she lowered the brim of her hat, tightened her clothes, and kept her head bowed all the way.

After getting off the car, she walked for another half an hour. Her calves were sore and swollen. Her body was already weak and she was exhausted. Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. tired.

Thick cotton clothes, wearing a coat, thin body, but swollen arms, hiding a bottle of sake, it is a secret that cannot be discovered.

She took easy small steps, and glanced around guiltily from time to time, like a thief who stole something, but this thief was very haggard, and she had never seen a thief with such a weak physique.

She is tired, cries every day, is not strong at all, and sometimes even forgets her pride.

Standing on the gorgeous stage, she is the cold and arrogant jessica of Girls' Generation, but without the beautiful makeup, she is just a girl who is afraid of getting hurt and can throw away everything for love.

With the door closed tightly, Jessica stopped and dared not move forward again. She covered her chest with her hands and pressed her thin lips. A bright red mark was deeply carved in her teeth, and the blood slowly oozes out.

She didn't dare to knock on the door, because she was afraid of seeing Han Bin's indifferent expression, but she was extremely eager to see Han Bin, because she hoped to see Han Bin show a caring expression.

Why are you so entangled, obviously being rejected, but why do you always want to run here with the cheek.

She didn't think so much, didn't think about whether she could go so far forever, or whether she could be together, she didn't think about it, she just wanted to be closer to Han Bin, because she still likes him so far.

Girls are silly, but that's why they make people feel distressed and cute.

"Just meet up, or take a sneak peek." The corner of Jessica's mouth curled up reluctantly. Her wish was small, but she might not be able to realize it, nor might she have the courage to do so.

She felt that Han Bin would not have opened the door if he knew it was her knocking. After all, he had clearly rejected it, and he did not want to have any relationship with her beyond the usual relationship.

dong dong dong...

Knocking on the door lightly with the back of her hand, it was like the beating of nervous anticipation, anxiously waiting, hovering on the edge of disappointment and hope, Jessica was very nervous, and a touch of rosiness appeared on her pale face.

Should, maybe, may meet Han Bin!

For a long time, the door still didn't open, but she kept looking forward to it, or to her, as long as she waited with a glimmer of hope, such a long time was actually just a moment.

Waiting with obvious purpose will not be long and boring, but will only become more and more tense, and I always feel that time passes a little fast.

Finally, under Jessica's trembling eyes, the door opened.

Han Bin is that person, the one who made Jessica sweet but also hurt so badly, the one she likes, no matter how painful the injury is, she still wants to like him.

In Jessica's memory, Han Bin's face is always soft and contradictory, full of charm. Once the line of the side face changes slightly, the expression will change into different flavors, such as sad, bright, or warm.

This is an extremely contradictory person. Sometimes he is so stupid that he doesn't even know he is liked by others. Sometimes he is soft-hearted. He just can't bear to refuse anything when a girl is acting like a baby or showing distress. It is indecision.

But Jessica just likes Han Bin's indecisiveness, because only such a Han Bin can she continue to like, and Han Bin who is gradually firm, she has no chance.

Jessica didn't know if it was a kind of excitement to meet again, she just felt her heart beating fast, her eyes were sore, and a soreness was fermenting in her chest, filling her heart.

She wants to cry, okay?

"Oppa..." was just screaming like this, full of soreness to uncomfortable grievances, as well as thoughts of going crazy, and a heart beating thumping in love.

Han Bin opened the door and saw Jessica's haggard appearance, her cheeks were so skinny, he opened his mouth, what can he say?No, because he had clearly determined what he should do.

Trying to make his expression look indifferent, his eyes tried to pretend to be calm, Han Bin held the door with his left hand, and stood quietly, like a sculpture in a cold night, without any life, only indifferent.

Xiuyan, go back, okay!In fact, it is really hard for me to pretend to be indifferent.

The wind in the winter evening was very cold, and it was very painful when it blew on people's faces, as if the tip of a knife had been lightly grazed, just like Jessica's feeling now, but she felt happy.

Just being able to see Han Bin, although his expression is so indifferent that it is worrying, but she just likes it, can there be a way!

"Oppa, it's so cold." Jessica sniffed pitifully, raised her cheeks that were dry by the cold wind, pursed her lips and blinked, she thought such an expression should be cute.

She doesn't act like a baby, but once she does, she is very cute and cute.

But why, looking at her barely haggard little face, there was a sense of sadness, Han Bin pretended to turn his head inadvertently, the corners of his eyes were a little sour.

"Hee hee, oppa, I haven't seen you these days. Is sister Han Xue awake?" In fact, she only saw Han Bin a few days ago, and she just wanted to talk.

"Go back." Han Bin said lightly, and his calm gaze made Jessica's back feel cold.

"No...it's still very early..." Jessica shook her head vigorously, her eyes were full of pleading, and she hurriedly explained. "Oppa, it's really cold, my hands are numb."

Yes, not only the hands are frozen, even the heart is almost frozen.

Han Bin lowered his eyes slowly. He felt that his current appearance should look very indifferent, so he maintained it. He glanced at Jessica, then turned around, and closed the door heavily.

But the door won't close so easily, someone wants to pry the door, and pry it with heart. (to be continued..)