Peninsula: The Deepest Affection in Jiangnan

"Oh, by the way, I brought a few books. Would you like to read them?"

"Are you planning to give me a lecture?"

"It's not a textbook, it's just something I like to share with you."

"..."

When a girl starts sharing things she likes with you.

That's terrifying!

Noticing that Shen Yu was silent, Park So-hyun still smiled and took out four books from her canvas bag.

I tidied my hair and laid a stack of books flat on the table.

"These four books are my favorite books."

Park So-hyun glanced at Shen Yu, "I also brought works by famous authors."

The cover is Tiffany blue, with a black and white photograph in the center, showing two full-body shots of people looking in different directions.

"This is a book by Marguerite Duras."

"L'Amant, Lover".

"The reason I really like this book is... by the way, have you read it?"

Shen Yu hadn't seen it, but he knew about it.

In order to have something to talk about with a pretty girl who was into artsy things, he specifically read the summaries and general contents of many related literary works.

His memory is much better now than it used to be; he had thought he had forgotten this knowledge.

When I need it, it pops into my head again.

Incidentally, memories also surfaced, including that of the literary girl lying on the Simmons mattress, which was anything but literary.

Very JK style.

"The one that was made into a movie?"

"That's right!" He straightened his back and leaned forward slightly.

Park So-hyun's eyes were filled with surprise and certainty that she knew it was true.

I was initially unsure how to introduce the book's contents, but since Shen Yu understands...

She had previously assumed that Shen Yu should know this.

Park So-hyun looked at the man sitting across from her. When she first met him, she might have been a little wary, but when she connected the man in front of her with the Shen Yu from the past on YouTube, a feeling arose that she understood him better than anyone else.

Today I'm even more certain.

"Even though something very serious happened, this book describes it in a lighthearted way, making it enjoyable to read."

Park So-hyun's words were rather subtle.

According to Shen Yu's understanding, the beginning of this book is:

Poverty weighs heavily on the family of a white girl, who, though young, is somewhat precocious and wants to change her situation by marrying a wealthy man.

Then, the wealthy and handsome Asian man noticed her.

Straw hats, silk skirts, the banks of the Mekong River—French romance and Eastern mystery ultimately converge in the towns along the Mekong River and in a European-style love story.

Shen Yu didn't know what to say. He had tried this kind of scenario many times back then, since there were quite a few girls who needed financial assistance. But later on, it was just about providing financial assistance.

The girls in MCNs are all the same after a while, otherwise he wouldn't have chosen to enter the film and television industry to find new inspiration.

Based on his age, Park So-hyun and he can indeed be considered to be in the same age group as the characters in the book "The Lover".

It doesn't even feel out of place.

Indeed, literary-minded young women tend to share similar tastes, especially those of the same age.

"I like this one too."

Park So-hyun continued to introduce the next book to Shen Yu.

"Louis Linzel's 'The Journey of Love'".

Shen Yu tried to pretend he was listening, but the introduction had already reached the third book.

"I also really like this book, Milan Kundera's 'The Funny Love.' You know 'The Unbearable Lightness of Being,' right? That's actually my favorite, but if it fits today's theme and I think it's more lighthearted and fun, then it's 'The Funny Love.'"

A psychedelic emotion, a reflective and existentialist emotion, and finally, a rational deconstruction of romance.

Shen Yu looked at Park So-hyun.

Park So-hyun had long since noticed that his mind wasn't really on this.

"Are you scared?"

"I'm being cautious."

"Hmm, I give this answer full marks!"

Thanking the staff for bringing over the brownies and coffee, Shen Yu felt saved.

Why does Park So-hyun, who is perfectly fine, insist on talking about love instead of photography and composition?

Do people who have been in the entertainment industry for a long time still believe in love?

Looking at Park So-hyun, who can even smile brightly while holding a chocolate brownie with an ice cream scoop in front of her.

Shen Yu increasingly felt that it was a mistake not to go to see Jeon Jungkook when he was in Busan.

"Actually, I came here not for the coffee, but for this."

"Mmm~ So sweet~"

The girl who had just licked the spoon made a happy sound.

He pushed the brownie and a new spoon in front of Shen Yu, saying, "Eat it without worry, I've tried it, it's delicious."

This makes people even less reassured.

Shen Yu picked up a spoon, scooped out a piece of brownie, and then dipped some ice cream on it.

"So Shen Yu's ideal type isn't someone like me, right?"

"No, I don't have a specific ideal type. Anyone who is pretty is my ideal type."

Shen Yu gave up and acted recklessly; indeed, karma exists.

Now the retribution has come.

"Then I'm not the kind of pretty person you like."

When did I ever say you weren't pretty?

"At this moment." Park So-hyun took out a pocket-sized Polaroid photo album from her canvas bag and flipped to a photo.

You're so well-prepared, what can possibly stop you from succeeding?

A cultured and beautiful young woman, intellectual and aloof, yet passionate towards you.

Park So-hyun is currently on a killing spree.

Shen Yu drank the Conpoy in one gulp; the sweetness of the cream couldn't mask the bitterness of the espresso.

Far from overshadowing the main flavor, the subtle sweetness actually makes the bitterness seem even more vivid and lifelike.

"Teacher Park."

"Um?"

"I give up. Do whatever you want with me."

"Then give me all the profits from your songs?"

"No problem."

Shen Yu didn't hesitate and even unlocked his phone and placed it in front of Park So-hyun.

"Ah, that's really strange."

Park So-hyun held up her fingers and counted.

Shen Yu looked over.

The last time I held her fingers, I noticed how slender and soft they were.

I just noticed that Park So-hyun's fingers are adorably short.

The small hands and the girl's temperament seem completely mismatched.

"Huh? Right? My fingers aren't as long as yours, so it's a bit difficult for me to play the classical guitar."

"..."

I didn't say anything.

"Look, firstly, it's not because I like people who flirt with a lot of people."

Park So-hyun tucked a finger down.

"They always compliment me, and of course, I think I look pretty good today."

She pressed down on the second finger.

"In the end, just as I thought, Shen Yu is someone who doesn't care about large sums of money."

Shen Yu felt helpless. He cared, but it was enough for him.

"So, my analysis scared you?"

She glanced at Shen Yu's expression and said, "No, it's not that simple."

Park So-hyun smiled and took a small sip of espresso, then put a large piece of brownie in her mouth.

"I get it, you're a bad person who hates trouble!"

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