Korean Entertainment's Sadness at the End of Winter

At the end of December, it was almost the end of winter, and the weather was still cold, especially the temperature at night was so cold that it was bone-chilling.

The quiet residential area in the outskirts of Jiangnan was empty, and the darkness spread around. There was no one, only the cold wind whistling wantonly.

Occasionally, a lighted window or two could be glimpsed, casting a soft glow.

The night outside the window and the light inside the house form two extreme contrasts, just like a girl falling in love with someone she can't like, the whole world is intertwined with a kind of black and white luster.

In the endless darkness, there is still a ray of light that symbolizes hope.

Jessica still had a glimmer of hope, she wanted someone to remember how much she liked that girl, just like she said: If you forget, but the memory of the body will not deceive you.

Even if you can't like it, it doesn't mean that I can't like it. You want to forget me, but I want you to remember me deeply.

The lips leave sweet marks one by one, the teeth bite gently, engraving loves that go deep into the bone marrow, the lilac tongue sucks softly, and the hot breath goes straight to the heart.

I like this feeling very much. Whenever I think that it may never be possible to have it again, my heart will ache.

Han Bin struggled to open his eyelids, trying to see who the person in front of him was, and shook his head slightly, but he couldn't wake up, and became even more dizzy, but he could clearly feel the touch between his lips. aromatic.

It tastes very sweet and fragrant, but why does it have a faint astringent taste, a salty taste of tears.

It turned out that she was crying again, and her small pink lips gently licked the corners of Han Bin's mouth, while lines of tears slid down her thin cheeks.It fell into Han Bin's mouth.

oppa, do you know?There is such a girl who has come from the age of 12. She has never hesitated on the road of unrequited love, and she has firmly looked at the beautiful light in front of her all the way. It is a very beautiful luster.

This year, she has a boyfriend who is handsome and warm, a little sad, who knows how to feel distressed and soft-hearted. She has broken up and even got back together. This is her first love.

Her name is Jung Soo-yeon, and tonight she fell out of love again.It hurt more than ever, because she knew some secrets that she might never know. It turned out that her boyfriend liked her once, but she missed it again.

Until now, everything is clearer than ever.She finally knew what was wrong with her.

"It turns out that I have had a long, long dream since I was 12 years old. In the dream, I met a boyfriend who was sad and warm, and I encountered a series of sweet and bitter episodes."

"Now, dreams are broken, and people should wake up, but I really want to immerse myself in that fairy-tale world, because only in this way can I continue to like it."

However, reality is reality after all, and the plots of Goose Blood Korean dramas will not be reproduced in reality, and people still have to face the cruel reality after all.

However there are some people.But she is more obsessed with the fantasy of fairy tales than anyone else. Just like Jessica, she is indeed facing the reality, but she still longs for fairy tales.

She wants to do something that rarely happens in reality. It may be shocking, it may make people sigh, or even make people feel contemptuous, but she doesn't care.

Han Bin seemed to be aware of it, and opened his eyes with difficulty, but his eyelids were heavy, his mind was blurred, he found it difficult to even think, and his head swelled up uncomfortably, but he knew that he had to see who the person in front of him was.

Someone was crying again, and the taste of tears was very bitter and astringent, which was the taste of extreme sadness.

"Are you still crying?" Han Bin missed his head slightly, grabbed Jessica's shoulder with his hands, pushed it away gently, and his voice was dry. "Why are you crying? And why can't I see your face clearly?"

Yes, why can't you see clearly, because you are drunk now, really drunk.

"Because it's a dream, so I can't see it clearly." Jessica leaned down again, with her mouth slightly open, and she squeezed Han Bin's lips fiercely, making intermittent choking sounds. "Just treat it as a...dream."

Han Bin was really drunk, and there was a faint sobbing sound in his ears, obviously telling him that what happened in front of him was real, not an illusory dream.

He stretched out his hands, held Jessica's cheeks with great effort, moved them away a little bit, his mouth was overflowing with the girl's aromatic body fluid, and swallowed down his throat with a trace of sweet taste.

"What do you want to do?" Han Bin kept repeating the rhythm of closing his eyelids, as if he really wanted to fall asleep, but forced himself to wake up.

"I didn't do anything, you're drunk." Jessica lowered her head, with a stubborn expression on her face, ignoring Han Bin's powerlessness to stop her, and kissed him hard again. "You're really drunk, what's happening now is all fake, it's just a dream."

However, if all this is really just a dream as you said, why is it so real, the sourness of tears, the fragrance of kisses, and the real emotion.

How could it be fake!It's not fun to lie to yourself, I know you and I know who you are.

"Xiuyan...it's you..." Han Bin's whole body was limp and weak. Drunkenness was a fatal weakness for him. Not only was his mind confused, but his body couldn't even lift a bit of strength. "Let go, do you know what you're doing?"

Know!How can I not know what I am doing, even if what I do is not recognized by the world, but what I believe in, even if I can't get it, at least I have to leave a deep and beautiful memory.

Otherwise, I will keep crying in the days to come.

"Oppa, you finally recognized me, but don't you think it's too late!" Jessica had a warm smile on her lips, her smile was like a flower, and her voice was soft. "You said you liked me once, then you take it as once and like me once."

Not much, one time is enough, even after liking, the pain will be more violent than any time, even tens of millions of times, but at least I have been liked, and that is enough.

"No..." Han Bin rolled his throat with difficulty, his eyes really couldn't be opened, his eyelids drooped slowly, his mouth was slightly opened, his hands were hanging down weakly, he was really drunk. "Can……"

I don't know what he wants to say, whether it is not allowed, or it is possible.

But in Jessica's personal understanding, what she heard was yes, she could be liked once, a faint sweetness and joy slowly flooded into her heart, with a quiet and cute smile on her face.

The night was a bit deep, and the cold moonlight was surprisingly soft, hanging down like a curtain, covering some dreamlike scenes.

In the bedroom, it is decorated in a simple home style, with clean walls, and under the bright light, it seems that there are layers of water patterns floating. There is a desk next to the window, and the curtain is covered by the wind. raised gently.

The winter night wind was very cold, the kind of freezing that penetrated into the bone marrow. A young girl stood in the faint cold wind, and one piece of thick clothes fell off one after another, scattered on the cold floor.

The soft light refracted a blurred luster, illuminating the fair skin exposed on the girl's body, inch by inch of fairness, under the rendering of the light, a layer of healthy ruddy gradually spread, she is a girl who is all pink, very beautiful.

Her frail arms are slightly short, as small as her height, her proud neck is covered with pink, her chest is wrapped in cute embroidered underwear, and her flat belly is as smooth as a mirror, which seems to reflect a blurred halo.

The slightly raised buttocks also carried a shy girlish style. Under the cover of the simple underwear, the unique charming charm of the girl was covered, and the legs were close together, bending a shy arc.

Her lips are very thin, with a slight curve, a bit soft and bright like spring flowers blooming, her eyes are peaceful, and she falls on the person lying on the bed.

Tonight, Jessica made a crazy decision, abandoning the so-called rationality, abandoning the principles and self-esteem that people stick to, and ignoring all kinds of prejudices in the world. She just wants to let one person remember another person deeply.

Isn't such a move very understandable?She didn't know, and she didn't want to know, she was very envious of the nympho heroines in Korean dramas, because they could love someone unscrupulously and without bottom line.

But she can't, because the world she lives in is reality, but she thinks that sometimes people can have a dream and do something similar to a fairy tale.

Don't people yearn for beauty?Someone told her so.

Approaching step by step, a very short distance, but like walking in the long corridor of seven years, until she came to that person, she bent down, stroking Han Bin's cheek with her clumsy left hand cheek.

Very real and very warm to the touch.She likes this feeling, even if she can only relive it for one night, that's enough.

Stroking along the lines of Han Bin's cheeks, over his chin, fingers clumsily unbuttoned the collar of the shirt. Her cheeks were burning hot, her arms were trembling, and her body was obviously shivering due to the cold wind, but she felt An unbearable dryness.

This should be the shameful restlessness of youth!

His right hand was injured and wrapped in bandages, so he couldn't help untie Han Bin's clothes, so after several twists and turns, he finally took off Han Bin's clothes one by one, leaving only thin underwear and thin cotton trousers.

Han Bin didn't fall into a deep coma. His head was heavy, but he knew he couldn't just sleep like this. He kept trying to control his eyelids with his consciousness, wanting to open them and talk.

However, he really couldn't do it, he could only vaguely feel the coldness coming from his body, probably because his clothes had been taken off.

"so cold!"

With a soft cry, as the quilt was turned up, a girly body hid in the quilt, exuding a warm breath. (To be continued..)