Korean Hurricane Idol

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The spn night is deep, and the half-opened house, the high-level cold wind continuously pours in, bringing bursts of coolness, just like the high hanging sky curved outward, and the crescent moon is as bright as water.

Yun'er hugged his neck tightly, buried her face in the hollow of his shoulder, moaned and cried, her thin body was trembling due to sobs, and the smudged wet marks penetrated the fabric of the clothes, soaking the skin on his shoulders , Feeling the warmth in it, he seemed to have also tasted the bitterness after the warmth.

My heart is confused, what should I say?

It's too messy, too messy, I don't know how to speak, Yun'er's mother left, she is only this old, and she has just walked into a place that is blooming like a flower, she should be worried, and she hasn't included many troubles in life into the scope of thinking. Age, at the age when it is most necessary to confide in others and share happiness, resolutely left.

She was left alone in that incomplete family, bewilderedly watching the silence and depression hovering around her, as well as some kind of betrayal-like anger, quietly licking her wounds. [

The most painful thing in the world is not that the person you love has passed away, but that she is still alive, but you can only watch her leave and do your best to restore it.

Those who have passed away at least have good memories to cherish, but every time they think about those who have left resolutely, they only feel heartbroken.

Holding the girl's thin shoulders, An Junhe hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't say the comfort that poured into his throat, what should I say?Naturally, there are many words of persuasion, there are gentle ways and there are also fierce ways, but no matter which one is, it is just lip service, although the circumstances are different.But they are all people who have lost their mothers, and he can't even comfort himself with those words.Do you still need to hope to comfort others?

Silently caressing Yun'er's back, the girl's hair hanging down was brushed by her hand, soft and warm, and the faint fragrance of a girl also lingered over.

It seems that she just lay on the bed when she got home, and Yoona was still wearing the simple and cool t-shirt and floral striped shirt she wore during the day. The thin clothes can't block the feeling of some places when her body is close to each other at this moment.There are only two small and cute packages, and the small softness that can almost feel the shape is printed on his chest, rubbing lightly as she trembles with sobs.He was a healthy man, although he was a bit out of date, but after a while, some reactions also appeared.

An Junhe awkwardly supported the girl's waist.Yes, Yun'er sniffed, raised her head from his shoulder socket, looked at him strangely, her eyes dimmed with tears.

In her heart, such contact with An Junhe is a matter of course.Natural law understood his concerns, and An Junhe was too embarrassed to tell her, paused, then reached out to wipe away her tears, and looked at her red and swollen eyes.He laughed suddenly and said, "Why is it swollen like this? If you keep crying, you can really eat it."

Yun'er was stunned.It was only later that he realized that he was making fun of her coquettish bags under her eyes.

When the two first got acquainted, An Junhe joked about it and asked her if she was hungry every day, otherwise why would she hang two rice cakes under her eyes.

The girl who felt a little ashamed blushed, quickly lowered her head and bumped into his chest, and hummed in a crying voice: "opp hates it!"

But interrupting it like this, the pain that had been left in my chest since the afternoon suddenly eased a lot.

After all, the person who made her sad has been away for a long time, she has tried to persuade her to stay and begged her, but the result is that she never turned her head back. The realistic ending is already doomed. It may be effective again, but the reason for crying is quite embarrassing to say the least.

The songs Xiaoxian sang reminded her of some things in her childhood. The pictures were very sweet, so sweet that even in her memory, they seemed to be dyed with the color of soap bubbles, gorgeous and charming, colorful.

But that memory is also easy to burst like soap bubbles. When the song is over, the gorgeous memory is stripped away, and only black and white is left like an old TV. Maybe some snowflakes and skipped frames should be added, alienated and cold.

It's a pity that I can't forget it.

The more she compares her memories, the more depressed she feels in the reality now. No one holds her hand like she was when she was a child, taught her to eat, talk, walk, and taught her to know the world... a little lonely and a little desperate.

The tears were not so much for the woman as for herself.

The cause initially stemmed from some small fears. The memory of the past was so good, that woman just left without the slightest nostalgia, just like she was just something that could be discarded if she wanted to. All the favors she gave her were reduced to lies, which made her wonder whether there really existed pure and innocent feelings in this world.

This is the doubt of a girl who is beginning to learn how to love. [

She fell in love with a man, but she didn't dare to confess for various reasons, so she could only pretend to be heartless, disguised her love as friendship, and took a place by his side first, trying to wait for herself to grow up and have a mature charm Now, grab his heart back little by little.

The plan is broad-minded, and the ambition is not small, but the memory of today made her suddenly start to worry. If this kind of relationship is only based on her personal one-sided relationship, will it really have a day of blossoming and bearing fruit?

Her limited wisdom makes it impossible for her to think deeply. On the road of love, she is still a rookie who has just arrived. Thinking about it requires a wealth of experience and experiences in life, which are not what she can have now. So I was a little worried and confused, coupled with the feeling of loneliness aroused by the song, I cried unconsciously.

Lin Yuner doesn't understand what kind of psychology this is, but we who are on the sidelines may call it: puberty syndrome!

If she dared to describe her various thoughts to An Junhe, An Junhe might be able to tell her, but the reality is that she is now considering whether she should confess.

She lowered her head and bumped into An Junhe, Yuner, whose slender arms were still wrapped around his neck, suddenly had the urge to confess everything to him, telling him that she loved him very much, and even the reasons why she fell in love with him were sorted out in an instant Now, I am going to tell him, tell him how much she misses his embrace, and then ask him shamelessly if she can enjoy it forever.

But it was just an impulse after all, when I really wanted to speak, I found that I had a lot of worries.

Smiled heartily, seeing Yuner's hesitant silence, An Junhe, who didn't understand the little girl's psychological activities, could only see that she had something to say, so he asked, "Is there something you want to tell me?" ?”

That's it?

Yun'er was a little flustered, looked down at the eyes below, blinked hastily, and murmured for a moment, not knowing how to speak her first sentence.

She is just a poor rookie, not even a theoretical school. When she is secretly in love, she can hide in the dark and do whatever she wants, but when she really wants to reveal everything suddenly, her uninitiated nature will be exposed.

The red and swollen tears covered part of the girl's psychological activities. An Junhe couldn't see her shyness and anxiety at this moment, her separated body, and couldn't feel her sudden and violent heartbeat at this moment.Seeing her embarrassed look, he waited for a while, but he didn't get her answer. An Junhe, who felt that the atmosphere was a little depressed, wanted to make a joke to cheer him up, so he said: "You are so hesitant, you won't... you want to confess to me Bar?"

Rumbling--

The question with a smile struck Lin Yun'er's head like lightning, she raised her head abruptly, staring at his slightly narrowed smiling eyes in a daze!

According to the naughty and mischievous Lin Yuner that An Junhe knew well, the most appropriate reaction to this joke would be to make a face, then choke his throat, pouted his mouth, and despise him in a boy's voice for how stinky he is.

But before she subconsciously pretended to act like that, Yun'er suddenly felt, what a good time this is, shouldn't it be...should I say it smoothly?

His mouth opened wide in astonishment. An Junhe, who thought she was frightened, stretched out his hand to pinch her red nose, frowned and said, "What kind of expression is this? Do you feel wronged by confessing to me?"

"Uh……"

Before she could finish her brief tone, the hand pinching her nose suddenly pinched her cheeks and pulled her to the sides. The astonished expression on her face twisted abruptly, which was funny and funny.

"Hmph, how dare you despise me!"

"Ah!" Yun'er struggled to break her face away from his clutches, "opp—"

"It's useless for you to hide, come and make the opp rare!" [

"Yeah, no...don't scratch that...there..."

"Hahahaha!"

This kind of dialogue is undoubtedly a bit evil if you just listen to it, and it makes people think about it. In fact, it’s just Ahn Jun Hyuk scratching the soles of Yoona’s feet. Girls are always the most ticklish. This is Xiuying and Yuri dealing with her troublemaker. The most useful magic weapon.

Uncontrollably giggling and laughing for a while, struggling and rolling on the bed, at a certain moment, she happened to bump into the dolls she had placed by the pillow, Yuner grabbed their legs, held the Winnie the Pooh in one hand, and the rogue rabbit in the other, pointed Shouting, he flung it across his head and face, and began to fight back.

The bed was a mess.

The so-called confession all became floating clouds in the face of revenge and desire to win. Of course, maybe the girl retreated before the battle, or maybe she wanted to understand something, at least in the eyes of An Junhe at this moment, this is Lin Yuner .

The Yoona he hopes to see should be a child who is always happy, screaming and messing around with him, not the sad and crying girl before.

It's not that I don't want her to grow up, but I hope that she will always maintain such a cheerful and happy attitude, and never know what sorrow is.

When Lin Xiujing finished the meal and came to ask the two of them to eat, this was the scene she saw - Yoona was riding on An Junhyuk's back with disheveled hair, one hand was pulling the tie, and the other was holding the Winnie the Pooh on his buttocks. Beating on the ground, he also shouted arrogantly: "Say, do you dare to pull Lin Yun'er's face?"

"...I won't give in!"

"Hmph, the bone is very hard, let me show you what happens to the hard bone!"

Under the bed under the girl's finger, a poor rogue rabbit doll was dismembered and torn apart...

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