Korean Entertainment's Sadness at the End of Winter

() The distance you draw back is the beginning of your evasion. Are you implying to me that the small space between our feet is the impossibility between you and me?

It hurts more than rejection, really.

The cold wind blew past her ears, and the cold penetrated into her body through the gaps in her clothes, chilling Bao'er's heart. She ran as hard as she had been fighting for.

"Uncle Ling Zicheng, what I bought just now, give it to me quickly." Bao'er looked anxious, and hurriedly called.

Bao'er's agent is named Ling Zicheng, a middle-aged man in his 30s, with an ordinary appearance, and treats Bao'er very well. The relationship between the two is far better than that of ordinary managers and artists.

"Wait, I'll get it in the car right now." Seeing Baoer's flustered look, Ling Zicheng hurried to the nanny's car, and after a while, he brought out a small bag of things.

"Thank you, Uncle." Bao'er snatched the bag, thanked her, turned around and started to trot.

"Bao'er, pay attention to your image. You have a busy schedule right now, and the scandal just cooled down a while ago. Don't..." Ling Zicheng urged seriously, but found that Bao'er had already run away.

"Understood." Bao'er hurriedly responded, but she ran to Han Bin's side.

"How do you know this? It's really a headache." Ling Zicheng said helplessly, rubbing the center of his brows.

After a short distance, Bao'er ran out of breath, and when she came to Han Bin's side, she put her hands on her knees and rested half-bent.Artists' physical fitness is generally weaker than that of ordinary people, and most of this is caused by the day and night announcement life.

"Oppa...listen to me." Just as Han Bin was about to speak, Bao'er raised her hand with a strong aura.

"Well, tell me, I'll listen." Han Bin nodded.He said the distance.He has told Bao'er very clearly and tactfully that he wants to distance himself from her.

Not a rejection, but an explanation.Like this kind of thing, Han Bin doesn't want to touch the pain he experienced before, once.He also deeply liked it.

"You said... Take a step back and distance yourself." Bao'er took a deep breath, slowly stood up straight, and said.

"En." Han Bin nodded.

"Oppa said to understand the distance, the gap opened is the distance in your understanding. But it is not the distance I understand." Bao'er briefly analyzed and asked. "yes?"

Han Bin did not answer.

"Oppa, answer me." Bao'er's voice suddenly became louder. Her persistence meant that she would not give up easily.

"Yes, Bao'er. You're right, so..." Turn your head away, not daring to look at Bao'er's hopeful expression, Han Bin wanted to comfort her.

"So, please listen to me." Receiving Han Bin's answer, Bao'er was relieved and interrupted Han Bin's words again.

"Oppa. I bought this when I came here. It's a cup of warm coffee." Bao'er opened the bag, took out a cup of hot drink, and paused with her hand gestures, thinking of something beautiful that could make the corners of her mouth curl up. "When I was a trainee, you would often bring me a cup of nai tea or coffee. Especially in winter, holding the nai tea you brought to me made my palms feel warm."

"I didn't like coffee at the time. Whenever you brought bitter coffee, I would puff my cheeks with dissatisfaction. Because coffee tastes bitter, not as sweet and mellow as nai tea."

"Now, I like coffee. I like the kind of bitterness that overflows my lips, and the mellow aroma brought by the bitterness. Drinking coffee is like reminiscing about life."

Putting down the bag, Bao'er held a cup of coffee in both hands and looked at Han Bin with a smile.

"Now, I'll bring you coffee." Bao'er said, holding out her hands. "Oppa, next, a cup of warm coffee."

"Uh...thank you." Han Bin took the coffee in bewilderment.Suddenly, he didn't know what Bao'er was going to say.

Holding the coffee in his hand, the warm temperature lingered in the palm of his hand instantly, and Han Bin's heart also became warmer, in this somewhat cold winter.

After Han Bin took the coffee, Bao'er did not let go, but instead clasped Han Bin's big hand with his backhand and held it tightly, holding the cup of coffee with him.

"Now, that's what I want to say." Bao'er said with a straight face. "The distance that oppa understands is to take a step back."

"And the distance I know is not a step forward. It's like the coffee in your hand."

"I understand the distance, not the distance."

"Coffee is the distance I want. Holding it in the palm of your hand without leaving a touch of [-] centimeters is really heart-warming."

"Hee hee! Oppa, I didn't force you. This time, you brought me closer. Don't play tricks."

Bao'er stuck out her tongue, her face was flushed brightly, her eyes flashed shyly, but the corner of her eyes stayed on the coffee in Han Bin's hand, and then she explained in a panic, and turned around and ran, He left as if fleeing, not giving Han Bin a second chance to speak.

"I still have an announcement to catch up, oppa, I'm leaving first."

"Uncle, hurry up, hurry up, I still have an announcement." Getting into the nanny's car, Bao'er kept urging Ling Zicheng to hurry up.

In the end, the nanny car took Bao'er away, leaving Han Bin standing helplessly holding a cup of coffee.

"Coffee is just a reason. An explanation is what you want." Holding the coffee, Han Bin shook his head and murmured. "But the distance between coffee and you has never changed."

Perseverance is the way Bao'er likes Han Bin. She likes a man who is hurt but yearns for warmth. If she doesn't persist and gives up halfway, then she will never be able to get close to Han Bin.

Depression is a must, because unrequited love is so painful, like coffee.

However, Bao'er was very lucky, at least her actions just touched Han Bin's heart, and her coffee was successfully held in Han Bin's palm.

Boldly confessing, on the surface it seems to be moving forward, but in fact, the distance she has advanced is only a little bit.

Taking small steps to approach, slowly warming his heart, Bao'er knew exactly what she should do, but the premise was that she had to prevent being rejected by someone.

The little girl secretly likes it and is very firm.Han Bin really experienced it.

Holding the paper cup and taking a sip of the still-warm coffee with his eyes closed, Han Bin smiled slightly.The coffee is good, just a bit bitter.

I don't know if this counts as the rhythm of the fall.

"You can go." Bai Yuezhen said lightly when she came to Han Bin's side.

"En." Han Bin squinted his eyes in reply.

"Then let's go." With steady steps, Bai Yuezhen showed the same appearance as usual.But her foot was actually sprained.

"Hiss..." Trying to be as normal as possible, Bai Yuezhen opened the door and sat in the driver's seat deftly, but her heel bumped, and she immediately gasped.

Sitting in the car, Han Bin turned sideways, leaned on the car window and looked out faintly, sipped his coffee, wondering what he was thinking.

The car was moving slowly, Bai Yuezhen was carefully holding the steering wheel, her eyes were fixed on the front, and she was concentrating on driving.

The silence continued. In the car, the two of them were thinking about things.

The filming of "Millionaire's First Love" exposed Han Bin's lackluster acting skills, and there was no way to hone his acting skills to that level of ease in a short period of time.

In the final analysis, it is not an easy task to regain acting skills. What Han Bin can do now is to hone as hard as he can.There are many actor friends around him, but he can learn from them and ask for advice.

However, if it is some inner emotional expression, what Han Bin can do is not a performance, but like "Winter Sonata", using his own experience to explain something.

Thinking about it this way, the car has arrived at s. m company.

"Is the coffee delicious?" Bai Yuezhen asked after stopping the car, still looking ahead.

"Well, it's very warm." Han Bin held the coffee and sucked the straw.

"Do you like her?" Bai Yuezhen then asked.

"Probably not!" Han Bin said.His answers to certain questions always carry uncertain factors.

"You can decide for yourself, if you like." Bai Yuezhen sighed softly, and tightened her fingers on the steering wheel.

"My liking is just a very simple liking." Han Bin said lightly, looking at the coffee in his hand.

Pulling out the key, Bai Yuezhen brushed the hair hanging down her forehead with her fingertips, and after a little hesitation, she still said. "Don't use your likes to measure other people's likes, it's just your own definition."

"Hehe, some things cannot be changed." Han Bin's eyes were complicated.

"I won't tell you anymore." Bai Yuezhen pursed her lips, her voice seemed willful, and then she stretched her waist, her plump curves lazily stretched out. "The first day of being an agent is really not easy."

You can't talk about serious topics with Han Bin. Once something is involved, the atmosphere will be extremely heavy.

"Are you satisfied? Xiaobin." Bai Yuezhen narrowed her eyes, stretched her arms straight up, and outlined a graceful arc on her chest.

"Sister Yuezhen, I think you are not suitable to be an agent, but more suitable to sit in an office and correct papers." Han Bin glanced at the full curve, fleetingly, and said.

"But, I just like being a manager." Bai Yuezhen snorted dissatisfiedly, but she still didn't notice how seductive her stretching movements were.

"However, you've done a good job as a manager, at least it seems to be the case so far." Han Bin smiled slightly, praising her ability.

"That's natural, don't look at who I am!" Adjusting her glasses, Bai Yuezhen's eyes revealed a faint strength.Her ability is undeniable, the white lady's business legend, not everyone has the ability to fight for their own world.

In the eyes of others, Bai Yuezhen's rise may be very fast, but to her, it is very slow, not even keeping up with her budget period, otherwise, Han Bin would not have experienced gray despair back then.

"Also, sister Yuezhen, pay attention to your image."