Korean Entertainment's Sadness at the End of Winter

In the evening, it is the borderline between the light and the dark night. The two different lusters seem to imply something. The warmth of the sun represents new hope and life motivation.

The night is always dark, and its arrival symbolizes a sad past full of gray.

The clean path was scattered with withered leaves. Han Bin put his hands in his trouser pockets, and with a pleasant smile on his lips, he took a breath of the cool air and felt extremely refreshed.

In his spare time, he likes to go for a walk. He is obviously in a good time of passion, but Han Bin always gives people a feeling of seeing through the vicissitudes of life, and his hobbies and interests are similar to those of the old man.

Walking, sleeping, wandering... These pleasant behaviors, Han Bin is very fond of, especially recently, when Han Xue came home, he gradually regained his original dream, and a little bit of his original self.

Life is full of sunshine, accompanied by girls around you, with a touch of charm in the warmth, why should you be sad all the time!

The road surface of the path stretched forward, and at the far, far end, there was a girl with a schoolbag on her back, her expression was gloomy, and every time her footsteps fell, the sound was very low, which seemed very depressing.

For four years, every time at a certain time, even though she was in a different place, her heart would be heavy and full of sadness and pain. Her smiling eyes were still bright, but they didn't curve brightly.

In 2002, I can’t seem to remember which day it was. At that time, the world was gloomy, and I felt so helpless. I collapsed on the ground, obviously trying to stand up, and my sister was holding her hand, but she just Can't stand up.

He obviously didn't want to cry, but the tears just fell willfully and smashed to the ground heavily.

Mother.It is an existence full of doting and warmth, but it is far away from her, and the warmth is no longer there. Every night without a mother is extremely cold.

When she was 13 years old, she embarked on a dream-chasing journey from San Francisco alone, and came to the strange South Korea. She didn't know Korean, and she carried an English-Korean dictionary in her pocket all the time, and when she couldn't understand other people's words.He just showed a cute look, using crooked smiling eyes to cover up the panic in his heart.

Her dream is to stand on the stage. It seems that there is no complicated reason. The goal is so simple, but the process of struggle is full of blood and sweat.She is stupid but works hard.Although not up to practice standards.But she can devote half the time to practice than others.

The numb practice state can not only make up for her clumsy learning ability with diligence, but also make her temporarily forget some things.

It's late, mom, where are you?Pani in Korea, she misses you so much.

Clean top.In a beautiful short skirt and a refreshing school uniform, Pani is carrying a schoolbag and holding a lot of books in his hands.An English-Korean dictionary is indispensable. Her footsteps seemed weak, her expression was dim, and her eyes kept staring at the ground.

It has always been said that Pani is a girl with a story, and few people know her story. Even if Taeyeon and Sulli live in the same dormitory with her, they have never heard Pani cry to express her miss for her mother.

The crooked smiling eyes, blinking ignorance and confusion, cute little face, these usual expressions are Pani's protective layer of protection for her heart. Most people think she is stupid, but No one knew she had been playing dumb.

Even Han Bin, he didn't understand Pani's story, and even thought she was a bit stupid. Although she emphasized every time that she was not stupid, Han Bin already regarded her as a little fool.

On the side of the road, a big tree with luxuriant foliage stood quietly, its leaf shadows swayed, and some dim light cast on the ground, falling on Pani's toes.

Raise your head and look up, through the branches and leaves, you can see the blurred stars in the sky far away, blinking and shining brightly, a bit like the kind of human eyes blinking with a gentle smile.

"God, is that my mother winking at me!" Putting his hands together and clasping them in front of his chest, Pani closed his eyes tightly like a devout believer and murmured to himself.

She believes in God and has always been a loyal Catholic. Every time she gets into trouble or does something wrong, she will silently pray for forgiveness in her heart, but most of the time, her belief is a kind of longing.

In the dead of night, or when she is about to fall asleep every night, she will use this method to convey the miss in her heart. She misses her mother very much.

"Lord, I know, this is your test for me, thank you for tempering me." Pani whispered to himself with an extremely respectful expression. "Please bless my mother in heaven, she has been watching. I told her that the stage is my dream."

Talking silently, telling a kind of sad yearning, her dream is actually just a disguised sustenance.

Standing blankly for a long time, looking up at the sky in the posture of a devout believer, the expression on her face is solemn, but why, the corners of her eyes are shining with crystal light.

"Mom, I miss you." Pani snorted softly, walked to the side of the tree, lightly covered the trunk with his palms, and sobbed softly.

On such an evening full of longing, a girl prayed to the sky and told her miss to a tree. This is the story of Pani, a story of a man who came to Korea from a foreign country to pursue the so-called star dream.

On the left side of the big tree, at a distance of five or six meters, a figure stood quietly in place, with a silent expression, a crystal light shining in his eyes, his head slightly raised, and the peripheral vision from the corner of his eyes fell entirely on Pani.

He heard it all, without missing a single word, and he could fully understand those rough Korean accents mixed with English accents.

The distance between the two is only a few meters, but Han Bin feels that he can't touch Pani's world at this time. He can only look at Pani's helplessness.

"I miss you, see you tomorrow...Mom..."

Wiping the corners of his eyes, he took a light breath to calm down the soreness in his heart. Pani had a silly expression on his face. He stretched out his hands and gently hugged the tree trunk. Then he took a few steps back, raised the corners of his mouth, and narrowed his eyes slightly. The bright smiling eyes blinked with a strong light again.

It turns out that she likes to laugh so much, but her smile is often mixed with tears.

His heels were as heavy as if filled with lead and iron, and his heart was soft as if he had been hit hard by someone. Compassion and sympathy began to flood. Han Bin's eyes stretched out and fell on Pani's body, with an extremely gentle expression on his face.

Pani turned around, holding the book in one hand, pinching the shoulder strap of the schoolbag with the other hand, the tip of his nose trembled slightly, and he hummed softly, as if he sucked in a soreness and tried his best to suppress it deep in his heart.

The moment she turned around, the girl who missed her mother suddenly disappeared, and Pani was still as cute and strong as ever.

Everyone has a story, sad or happy, but every hidden story is a sad experience. Han Bin knew Pani's story and learned it during this pleasant walk.

Under the dark tones, the afterglow of the evening was very dim, unable to illuminate the figure standing in front of Pani, but that person's body was unusually straight, and he couldn't clearly see the expression on his face, but he could catch a glimpse of it. Shining crystal, shining with heart-warming light.

She knew the man and liked him very much.In this strange South Korea, she had a teacher who used to guide her alone, and even told her the story of "Chrysanthemum Fragrance".

"Teacher!" Pani exclaimed, with a look of surprise on his face, together with some teardrops on his eyelashes, they splashed like water splashes.

Han Bin didn't respond, and approached Pani step by step with heavy steps. The expression on his face gradually became clear, with a warm smile and a distressed arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Pani, long time no see." Han Bin stretched out his hand, put his palm on Pani's head, and put it gently.

Obviously they have been seeing each other a few days ago, but listening to Han Bin's words, Pani has an urge to cry for some reason.

"Teacher, what's the matter with you?" Pani asked puzzled, his eyebrows curved like crescent moons. "Before you went to Japan, I met you after school."

Pani, what's wrong with you, you obviously want to cry, but why do you still laugh, your smile now is more distressing than crying.

"Nice to meet you, Huang Meiying." Han Bin rubbed her head and said seriously. "I heard it all."

No wonder, I just want to cry. It turns out that the teacher knows everything.Pani lowered her head, raised her hand to rub the red eye sockets, took a light breath, but still didn't cry.

"Teacher, I don't understand." Pani raised her head, blinking her smiling eyes that were getting wet, and her face was cute.

Stubborn girls are often the most pitiful.Han Bin clenched his teeth, the lines of his face gradually tightened, his body was slightly stiff, and the palm on Pani's head became weak for a while.

Every story does not necessarily have an audience, some things cannot be shared with others.

"Can I hug you!" Han Bin stepped forward and asked softly, but his tone was full of undeniable strength.

"Ah... what..." The voice continued intermittently until it disappeared.

The book in his hand fell on the ground, the title page was opened, his body staggered forward, and hit a thick chest heavily, the small young chest felt warm and secure, and the two small hands couldn't help passing through Han Bin's waist, stiffly Freeze in mid-air.

"Teacher, what... what's wrong?" At this moment, Pani still wanted to play dumb.

"Cry." Han Bin said in a calm voice, his strong arms hugging Pani's back tightly.

"Hmph... Teacher, what are you doing?" Pani snorted dissatisfiedly, his voice began to tremble, and the corners of his eyes were faintly seeping. "I am fine……"

"Cry, just once, okay?" Han Bin patted her on the back gently, like coaxing a child. "I look distressed."

He obviously didn't want to cry, but Han Bin's distressing words one after another spoke to Pani's heart.

Tears began to stay wantonly, in this evening when someone understood her. (To be continued..)