Unconventional screenwriter

Rejecting Taeyeon's idea to pick him up at the gate of the community, Cheng Ze found the gate of a high-rise apartment according to the address she gave.

It’s just that when he was about to knock on the door, the door opened by himself. It’s not that he entered the Japanese horror film special. Instead, there was a person standing early behind this door. Waiting for him to come to the door with patience and coexistence, uh, it seems more like a horror movie.

Taeyeon unconsciously squeezed the doorknob tightly. She looked up at Cheng Ze who seemed to be walking in wind, frost, rain and snow, suddenly she didn't know what to say.

Cheng Ze stared at Taeyeon who was wearing a black nightdress in front of him with scorching eyes, and his eyes were instantly attracted by the black green under her eyes, and there was a heavy pain in his heart.

The two did not look at each other, but they looked at each other according to their own line of sight and way, their eyes were either gentle or affectionate.

Taeyeon glanced at Cheng Ze, who had a cold face, and felt a little awkward. This guy is so vengeful, why is he still angry?

"come in."

A touch of white gingerly grabbed the corner of his clothes, he recovered, and subconsciously reached out and took the fragrant little hand.

"Inside."

The warm touch on the back of her hand made Taeyeon feel her heart skip a beat.

After closing the door, Cheng Ze slowly let go of Taeyeon's hand after walking to the living room.

Cheng Ze's hand withdrew, as if the warmth and peace of mind were also taken away, Taeyeon felt unspeakable.

She looked at Cheng Ze who walked to the low table in the living room alone, thinking about what she should say better, and at the same time couldn't help but guess what Cheng Ze would say, maybe even what he would do.

After all, four hours ago, two people who were still thousands of miles away, because an outsider seemed to make a rash decision, are now under the same roof. Shouldn’t they say or do something? What?

"Nuna, give me your phone. You go to bed early, don't worry, I will be quiet and will not disturb you and Sika Nuna." Cheng Ze took out the computer from his bag and entered the girls' After the dormitory, he felt very uncomfortable.

Before coming, he had a lot of words and thoughts in his heart, but the three hours of sanity returning to his soul made him hide those words and thoughts in his heart.

"Sika and the others are not here, you don't need to be too quiet."

"Yeah." He nodded, "Give me the phone."

Taeyeon looked at Cheng Ze, who was fiddling with the computer like a wooden piece, and suddenly stopped making a fight.

She was wrong, this guy was useless.

"The phone has dropped."

Cheng Ze raised his head, he looked at Taeyeon with a stinky face, and said embarrassedly: "Aren't you in the dormitory tonight? Where else can your phone drop?"

"Yes, just as I just went to the toilet, I dropped the toilet."

At this time, Cheng Ze was sitting on the mat on the floor, and Taeyeon, who was a little disappointed or even angry, was standing. She encircled her chest and looked down at Cheng Ze with a sullen look.

Cheng Ze glanced at the bulging pocket of a certain sheep (thinking about the murder weapon, hit himself twice), and then slowly stood up.

Seeing Cheng Ze coming towards her, Taeyeon suddenly panicked.

The two were already not far apart, plus Cheng Ze had long legs, and Taeyeon didn't move, so Cheng Ze walked to Taeyeon in two steps.

He looked at Taeyeon, who was very cute even though she was pretending to be indifferent, his brain twitched, and he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and held her in his arms. He had practiced this action countless times before he came.

Cheng Ze's movements are very light and slow. If Taeyeon wants to refuse, he only needs to dial a little or take a step back.

"Is there anything?" Taeyeon asked coldly, but didn't move, even leaning in.

Carefully cupping the fragrant soft cotton candy into his arms, he still couldn't help but tighten the arm around Taeyeon's shoulder, holding her back of the head, he lowered his head and whispered in her ear :"Sorry."

The girl in his arms did not speak, which made him feel low.

I'm sorry, he didn't know if it was for the past Nuna, the present Taeyeon, or the future Taeyeon.

Taeyeon sniffed the smell of security on Cheng Ze's clothes. Her heart that was originally restless or even panic slowly settled down. This broad and warm embrace gave her the seed that she was only a little sparrow away from the nest. The feeling of Mother Bird (??), although the metaphor is wrong, the feeling of safety and steadiness is really real.

She whispered: "I forgive you."

Forgive you for deliberately hanging me and avoiding me during this time.

Isn't it normal for siblings to have such awkwardness?!

In the quiet and silent living room, warm yellow lights gently hit the two of them.On the white floor, two shadows, one high and one low, gradually merged into one.

Reluctantly letting go of Taeyeon, he pointed to her pocket, "Take out the phone."

Taeyeon "suddenly realized" smiled and said: "I remember, it was the key that fell into the toilet, not my phone."

He didn't seem to see Taeyeon's crappy acting skills, he nodded his head happy for her: "It's great, the phone didn't fall in, just a bunch of keys."

Taeyeon looked at Cheng Ze who was happily following her and couldn't help kicking him.

It's just that the nightdress is a little short, and the girl inadvertently revealed some tender white lotus roots hidden under the green lotus. This lively and fragrant natural scenery has a magical power that makes people eye-catching, careful appreciation and personal research.

But can Director Jin Dae, who prides himself on being pure and innocent, see more?He took a look and took it back, and there was no idea of ​​getting started.

Then, he was scolded by some readers who were full of sunlight color ideas.

Counsel, really counsel.

"I'm going to get your cell phone, go to bed early." After receiving Taeyeon's cell phone, he hurriedly sat back at the low table.

He lowered his head, his eyes slowly extended along the floor towards the beautiful scenery, and tried to keep his mentality in a state of pilgrimage.

"Inside."

The girl turned around lightly, and a black wave suddenly rolled up on the corner of the skirt.

Black and white.

The pink feet stepped on the floor, as if stepping on the drum in Cheng Ze's heart.The black skirt is rippling with black waves, gently tapping the snow-white "rocks".

When Taeyeon completely disappeared from the corner of the living room leading to the bedroom, Cheng Ze took away his eyes. He patted his hot face, and whispered to himself: "Be a purer, so be a little bit more pitiful. pretty good."

As soon as she returned to the room, Taeyeon's hands tightly covered her flushed face. She looked at herself in the mirror with a shy expression.

"Sika shouldn't blame herself for wearing her clothes."