I heard that I'm a black fan

Chapter 111 110. "Of course I have to run!"

Ruixue is a prosperous year.

In the two days before the Spring Festival, it began to snow.

An Sheng passed by Chinatown, where the atmosphere of the New Year is getting stronger and stronger, and every household has hung up red lanterns.

It was as if he had returned to the country.

An Sheng, who passed by here to deliver fried chicken, was attracted by these traditional Chinese elements, stopped the car and took out his mobile phone to take a few photos.

He is a person who doesn't like to take pictures, even if he encounters something particularly interesting, or sees some celebrities, he doesn't like to take pictures, but recently because of chatting with Li Zhien, he has become fond of taking pictures.

He will take pictures of the interesting things he sees and send them to Li Zhien. Similarly, Li Zhien will also take pictures of interesting customs abroad and send them to An Sheng.

"Look, is it festive?"

An Sheng sent the photos he took to Li Zhien. Inside, there were red lanterns hanging high, and firecrackers were going off. The most interesting thing was the lion dance. They jumped back and forth with the lion heads hanging on them.

He thought, Li Zhien should have never seen such a thing.

"..."

Li Zhien, who was basking in the sun by the beach in Malaysia, saw An Sheng's letter.

She also knew that the Spring Festival was coming soon, and this festival was very important to An Sheng.

"Well, it looks very happy."

"Yes, it's the Chinese New Year, of course I'm happy."

Li Zhien was lying on a beach chair with a parasol on her head, drinking coconut juice. It didn't feel like she was here for a concert, but a real tourist.

She turned on the camera of her mobile phone and took a picture of the opposite sea, but this sea is a little different because she also took her snow-white legs into it.

Li Zhien, who was lying on the beach chair, stretched her legs straight.

An Sheng almost froze when he saw this photo. Is this for himself?Is this something you can watch without paying?
After calming down for a while, he began to admire her legs.

The calf is fair without the slightest fat, and every inch of skin looks like it has been soaked in milk.

Smooth and tender.

Next is her beautiful feet. Her feet are small and well-proportioned. The warm and white insteps make people have an urge to touch them. The nail polish on the nails is purple, but it is almost gone. , with only a little bit of purple left.

But on the white and clean feet, it is still eye-catching.

The most important thing to talk about is the thighs.

Her thighs were not long among ordinary girls, but from the angle she took the photo, her thighs looked slender and slender, and the point was that they were whiter than her calves and feet.

Dazzling white.

An Sheng was a little embarrassed. Although it was a photo, it was the first time he saw Li Zhien's big white legs, which really shocked him a lot.

What and the blue sea?

what is that?
Is there a sea?

Aren't they all legs?
"..."

"Have you eaten?" An Sheng asked another old-fashioned question that must be asked every day.

"After eating a little fruit, I am not hungry anymore. The sea breeze on the beach is very comfortable on my body, and I want to sleep."

An Sheng thought of the previous trip to the beach in Jeju Island.

It was very unlucky, it was raining, and Li Zhien didn't dare to take off the mask.

All in all, that trip to the seaside seemed to be a failure.

"It's fine if you stay here. I didn't have a good time on Jeju Island last time." Later, I posted a photo of Xiao Yuan and other staff members surfing in the sea.

She once again brought up the topic of An Sheng not going on tour with her. This topic came up several times in their chats in the past few days. It was obvious that Li Zhien hoped that An Sheng would come.

"It's useless to say this now, let's go together next time if we have a chance." An Sheng thought of something after sending this message, and then added: "Anyway, there is plenty of time, I'm not old yet, you are still young, There's always a chance."

Maybe An Sheng would also regret why he didn't go with her, but it was only a momentary regret, and reason told him that it would be better not to go than to go.

Li Zhien looked at the text message he sent, and read his last paragraph.

Yes, there is still a lot of time.

There will always be opportunities.

Unless he leaves suddenly, there will be a chance.

He also said that he wanted to hug his thigh for the rest of his life.

"Okay, then I will treat you next time."

If there is a next time, then An Sheng will definitely.

"Okay, it must."

The two made a verbal promise, or An Sheng's own promise.

The hot sea breeze blew on Li Zhien's face. Compared with the summer sea breeze, the current one is more comfortable and gentle.

In the distance, Xiaoyuan and the others are having a good time playing, and the coconut juice is almost drunk, and the sound of the waves keeps coming and going, like a hypnotic alarm clock.

Li Zhien closed her eyes and fell asleep quickly.

She muttered something to herself, but no one could hear what she said.

"..."

Because of An Sheng, the fried chicken restaurant will be closed on the first day of the first lunar month. Similarly, An Sheng and Zhao Lang will also give red envelopes to their employees.

Koreans like white, even the red envelopes are white. Zhao Lang took out a stack of white red envelopes and handed them out to the staff one by one.

An Sheng was different. What he took out was a red red envelope. He never understood whether the white one could be called a red envelope?

He also distributed red envelopes to the staff in the store.

Seeing how happy they were holding the red envelopes, Zhao Lang announced to them.

"Okay, that's all for today's work, take a day off tomorrow, happy Chinese New Year everyone."

An Sheng also echoed: "Happy Chinese New Year everyone."

"happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

Amidst a burst of blessings, An Sheng and Zhao Lang were soon left in the store.

Today is New Year's Eve, it's getting dark now, and we have to prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner.

So Zhao Lang and An Sheng didn't stay idle, and walked into the back kitchen. Because there were more dishes, they didn't choose to go upstairs, but worked in the larger kitchen below.

Usually, Zhao Lang prepares the New Year's Eve dinner alone, but this year is different. An Sheng has learned a few dishes, and now he feels that he is very good, so he wants to battle with Zhao Lang.

At this time in previous years, Zhao Lang's parents would also come to the store to have a New Year's Eve dinner together.

More people will make it more lively, this is what An Sheng said.

The two people in the back kitchen are preparing the New Year's Eve dinner in full swing. Zheng Xiuxian has arrived, but he doesn't know anything. Going into the kitchen will only help, so he can only sit outside and chat with Zhao Lang's parents sky.

Usually during the Chinese New Year, the adults are the ones who are tired. An Sheng now understands this saying quite well.

Stir-frying is really physical work, constantly flipping spoons, and constantly preparing. After two dishes, An Sheng's waist is already sore.

On the other hand, Zhao Lang, who has been in the kitchen all year round, seems to be more at ease. Watching him fry vegetables in an orderly manner, he can hum songs in his spare time.

An Sheng just remembered that this guy learned Chinese food from an old chef in Chinatown.

So he is also handy in frying Chinese food now.

Zheng Xiuxian outside was bragging with Zhao Lang's parents.

Zhao's father had a serious look on his face, but he was actually a very talkative and respectable person, and Zhao's mother was the same, her face was not so serious, she looked amiable.

"Zhao Lang is not as handsome as An Changsheng, but he is also more energetic and honest. Talking about a partner should not be rushed, but take your time. As the saying goes, a twisted melon is not sweet. " Zheng Xiuxian said as if he had come here: "And based on what I know about Zhao Lang, he is also good at talking, logically speaking, he shouldn't have a girlfriend."

At first glance, this topic is a marriage reminder. After all, Zhao Lang is not young, and his parents are also worried.

"I do know a few good girls, and I will introduce them to let them know each other."

Jung Soo Hyun has started to be a matchmaker, and he is very eager for such things.

Zhao's mother said excitedly: "Really, that's really great. Our family Zhao Lang is a lump of elm. Don't look at him chatting with the same sex in full swing. When he meets a girl, he won't talk. I'm worried." died."

Father Zhao sat there without saying a word, but from his fiery eyes, it could be seen that he also desperately hoped that Zhao Lang could quickly find a girl to marry.

"Don't worry, Auntie, I'll leave this matter to me. I'll send the contact information of those girls to Zhao Lang right away to see which one he likes. I will make an appointment to meet you when the time comes."

"Thank you so much, Soo-hyun."

"Don't say thank you, Zhao Lang and I are buddies, and I am also anxious to see him single."

Zhao Lang was still eating oil fume in the back kitchen, and Zheng Xiuxian outside was almost helping him choose a partner.

In fact, this is something that most parents do.

Seeing that their children are already grown up, but they still don’t have a partner, other people’s children are already fathers, and their own children are still bachelors, how can this make them not worry?
So every time when there are many people during the holidays, there will be a few long-winded sentences.

This time Zheng Xiuxian took the initiative to help Zhao Lang find a girlfriend, and this time he hit the muzzle of Zhao's father and Zhao's mother. They have urged Zhao Lang for so many years, but every time they urged Zhao Lang, it was like a deaf ear and continued to be single. .

These years have made the old couple very anxious. Seeing that Zheng Xiuxian is going to help Zhao Lang introduce a partner, let alone how happy they are.

Zhao Lang came out with a plate of cold dishes, and heard some words, but couldn't hear them clearly.

"What are you talking about, so happy?"

"I'm not talking about you." Zhao's mother said with some complaints: "You are not young anymore, and you didn't say that you took the initiative to find a partner or something, and let the two of us follow your ass to urge you, you are not like Xiaoan. Handsome, don't worry about finding a girlfriend."

Poor An Sheng acted as someone else's child this time.

"If you don't look for it for another two years, you won't find it."

Zhao Lang put down his plate and wanted to leave, but Father Zhao, who was smoking, spoke up.

"Are you running again? Every time you talk about this topic, you run faster than anyone else. Don't you really want to find a girlfriend? You will be thirty soon."

Zhao Lang said helplessly, "Dad, I'm busy with my business. The store is so busy every day, so I don't have time to look for it."

"Busy, busy, say busy every day, don't you look for a girlfriend when you are busy?"

Sometimes a father-son conversation works better than a mother-son conversation.

Zhao Lang also compromised, and said: "All right, all right, look for it, I will definitely get out of the order this year."

"You said it." Zhao's mother looked happy: "If you don't find it this year, let's see how I deal with you."

An Sheng took the time to go out and say hello to the old couple. The two of them are also very familiar with An Sheng. After all, An Sheng often went to their house for dinner when he was in school.

The dishes were brought up one by one, the sky was already dark, and the snowflakes were falling in response to the occasion.

"..."

Li Zhien's concert ended yesterday, which also means that she can go back to China to rest for a period of time. After staying abroad for almost [-] days, she is now returning home.

It was originally agreed to stop for a day today, just like the previous concert after the end of the concert, but Li Zhien changed his mind and must fly back today.

The staff didn't know why she was in such a hurry to go back. Although today was New Year's Eve, they all had the impression that Li was not an important holiday.

But since Li Zhien had spoken, they could only listen.

In the waiting room of the airport, Li Zhien was sitting there wearing sunglasses.

She seemed to be in a hurry and kept watching the time.

Xiaoyuan also saw her anxiety, and asked, "Is there anything wrong with Zhien O'Neill?"

Li Zhien shook his head and remained silent.

Maybe only she knows.

After waiting for a while, I finally boarded the plane, feeling the plane slowly hovering in the air, and finally returned to stability.

The blue sky and white clouds outside the window did not attract Li Zhien's attention at all. At this moment, she just wanted to return home as soon as possible.

The plane flew for six or seven hours. If it was normal, Li Zhien would have to take a rest after flying for such a long time, but this time she didn't.

She just stared out the window in a daze.

The plane landed on the runway of the airport smoothly, Li Zhien stood up and she was not in a hurry this time, it was already dark outside.

The group of them left the airport, and the driver had already picked them up. Li Zhien got into the car first, and followed the group of people next to him.

"You take another car, I have to do something." After speaking, the door closed and the car started slowly.

Leaving a bunch of people wondering.

"Blue Street"

An Sheng's fried chicken shop is just down the street.

Li Zhien came here for the first time. She got out of the car, looked at some old buildings, and felt a little nostalgic.

Looking at the house numbers around her, she thought of the address written on the fried chicken that An Sheng had sent before.

She walked in alone.

The flow of people is slowly increasing, and the snow is slowly falling.

This is a food street, where everything is sold, and it is very lively.

But none of these affected Li Zhien's footsteps. Looking at the house number next to her, she was getting closer and closer to An Sheng's shop.

She can't wait.

Started to trot.

Snowflakes fell on top of her head.

The wind blows her long hair.

She is like a traveler longing to go home.

The snowflakes melted into water, the water wetted the long hair, and the wind blew the long hair up again.

Finally, he ran to the door of An Sheng's fried chicken shop and looked at the house number.

Also saw the lanterns hanging on both sides of the door.

It should be here.

She let out a long breath and pushed open the door of the fried chicken shop.

There is a wind chime hanging on the door, making a crisp sound.

The door opened.

An Sheng, who happened to come out with the last dish, looked at Li Zhien who was standing at the door.

……

(End of this chapter)