"You...you can do whatever you want! If I don't get it by then, don't ask me for it! I have no money!" Park Xiaomin was bitter, puffed out his mouth, sat down and hit Lin Youmin's chest hard with his head, As a result, the whole person staggered and threw himself into Lin Youmin's arms.

Lin Youmin was happy, and he was aboveboard. He hugged Park Xiaomin calmly, like holding a soft doll, and said, "I don't mind. You can return it anytime. Didn't you just say, In the worst case, I will pay you to me, and I will be happy to accept it."

"I... I'm joking!" Park Hyomin's face turned bitter, struggling to get up.

The corner of Lin Youmin's mouth suddenly twitched into a smile, subconsciously wanting to stroke the girl's hair.

Park Hyomin dodged for a while, pouted, and changed the subject, "Stop talking about it, let's have some fun, I don't want my life to become too dark, Yumin oppa, do you like playing guitar?"

"You know this?" Lin Youmin was stunned. According to the information he got from Quan Baolan, the "internal response", Park Xiaomin seems to like photography and design. He once considered studying design in university, but he didn't hear it. Said she can also play the guitar.

"Well, I'll play it for you, just wait a moment!" Park Xiaomin responded, and ran away.

Lin Youmin shook his head helplessly, and when Park Hyomin walked away, he realized that this girl was really like this, so he changed the subject, habitually wanted to touch the tip of his nose, and a faint fragrance lingered, only to realize that this girl It's the smell of Park Hyo Min, it's a bit fresh...

Holding the guitar, Park Hyomin quickly walked out of the room. For such a long time, she only played it once in front of Xu Yunrong, and she was still a little rusty.

Sitting next to Lin Youmin, Park Hyomin fumbled and fiddled with something, Lin Youmin couldn't understand anyway, and he didn't know the guitar, but he thought Park Hyomin's appearance holding the guitar was particularly attractive, holding his chin , just watching her fiddle with it like this is not bad!

"It's tuned." After a while, when Park Xiaomin adjusted the scale of each string of the guitar to the standard, he murmured to himself. "You Ming oppa, why are you looking at me like that!"

Park Hyo Min was stunned for a moment.

"I think you are very beautiful! You look so handsome holding the guitar!" Lin Youmin replied casually.

Park Hyomin's face was suddenly smudged with red, extending directly to the ears, trying to put on a nonchalant look, ignoring Lin Youmin who seemed to be speaking more and more unscrupulously, she was just tuning the voice that's all...

"Meow~" This white cat named "Coal" is squatting at Park Xiaomin's feet, tilting its head, its yellow-green eyes revealing confusion, not knowing what its master is doing.

As a pure and innocent cat, it is difficult for it to understand human feelings, perhaps not as much as its interest in string balls.

choke choke~

The crisp guitar sounds, from the jerky at the beginning to the gradual proficiency, Park Xiaomin's left fingertips nimbly pressed the strings on the guitar neck and nut, and quickly plucked it with his right hand.

"Close forgetful eyes and stretch out your hands."

"As if I can find it again, the love song hidden in the blue sky."

Accompanied by the brisk rhythm of the guitar, Park Hyomin opened and closed her lips, and the clear and cheerful singing voice slowly wafted through the dimly lit room.

Lin Youmin closed his eyes and listened quietly to Park Hyomin's sweet singing. From a professional point of view, Park Hyomin's singing skills can't be said to be very good, or even average. After all, Park Hyomin has not been a trainee for long, but Undoubtedly, sometimes, songs are not simply measured by singing skills.

"La la la la la... humming and whistling."

"Like the flower of happiness we found together."

"Open the window of oblivion, reach out and look out."

"Perhaps the love song entrusted to Aozora will appear again."

Lin Youmin hesitated for a moment, only to realize that this song seems to be the castle in the sky by Joe Hisaishi of Japan, but it has been slightly changed and turned into a Korean version.

No wonder there is always a feeling of familiarity...

The fingertips were sliding quickly on the strings. After singing here, Park Hyo Min's brisk tone was slightly sad.

The left hand skillfully and quickly pressed the notes on the strings on the piano nut, and the right hand quickly hooked the strings. When the brisk and sad accompaniment was about to end, Park Hyo Min took a deep breath with a hint of tranquility on the corner of his mouth. In one breath, the sweet voice raised a little again:

"La la la la la... humming and whistling."

Accompanied by the crisp and melodious notes of the guitar, it paused, "You Ming oppa, how do you feel?"

"It's great! It sounds good!" Lin Youmin, who closed his eyes and enjoyed the sweet singing, took a deep look at Park Hyomin, gave a thumbs up, and exclaimed, anyway, he really thought it sounded good.

"This is my favorite song! Back then, my sister also liked this song the most!" Park Hyomin's eyes sparkled with radiant autumn water, filled with melancholy, and there was a bit of nostalgia and emotion in his words.

Hey... I said I'm not sad, and unknowingly went on the road of sadness, Park Hyomin was embarrassed, and gently wiped the guitar with the sleeve of his wrist, sighed in his heart, and tossed his hair melancholy.

"This is a very good song!" Park Hyomin put down his guitar and raised his head. The ceiling lights were a bit dazzling, and he raised his arms facing the chandelier. While speaking, he squinted his eyes and looked up through the gap between his open palms. Looking at the soft but somewhat dazzling light, then turned his head sideways, before Lin Youmin could speak, Park Xiaomin's soft voice came again.

"In the past, the sudden departure of my parents made me sad all the time, which also made me not realize that there was still someone around me who I could love for the rest of my life. But later, my grandma and sister and their family treated me It's really good...can oppa understand?"

Park Xiaomin didn't continue, but Lin Youmin understood what she meant.

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...The two of them just kept silent. Park Xiaomin played the guitar for Lin Youmin to listen to. Lin Youmin didn't have much research on this, so naturally he didn't have any common language, so he could only listen quietly from the perspective of admiration.After listening to it for a while, watching the time go by bit by bit, it would be really inappropriate to stay any longer because of emotion and reason, so Lin Youmin had no choice but to bid farewell to Park Hyo Min, he still needs to go back to the filming crew tomorrow!When they arrived at the door, Park Xiaomin suddenly hugged Lin Youmin, and left immediately, lowered his head, and muttered, "Do you think I'm a very scheming person?" "No... I was originally He intends to help you, isn't he?" Lin Youmin patted Park Xiaomin's head, how could he not know?If Park Hyomin had no intention, why would he be willing to say these things to him for no reason?He even brought him to his home specially, but, as he himself said, who cares... Lin Youmin hugged the girl lightly, and looked at her seriously, "It's not a scheming, it's a trick. A way to protect yourself, you know? What's the point of this, it will be good for you in the future! Park Hyomin, do you understand?"

Park Hyomin nodded understandingly, not sure if she understood.

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