Wang's Korean entertainment

Chapter 1159 2004 (End)

That day, the golden sunlight fell from the treetops and sprinkled on the two people standing on the tree-lined road.

"Listen well... I'm going to release a song!"

For a moment, he felt as if he heard something wrong. The smile under the mask couldn't help but froze a bit, but he still held on, trembling softly, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"I said, I'm going to make a song!"

Kim Taeyeon spoke to him seriously, word by word.

She could no longer restrain the joy in her heart, her eyes and brows were filled with uncontrollable smiles, she even subconsciously stretched out her hand and gently grabbed his sleeve with two fingers, her voice was full of offering treasures Jiaohan's:

"My teacher and I, the one I mentioned to you last time, the two of us sang a song together, and it was added to my teacher's new album this time, which will be released next week! How is it? Dafa, right? It’s really great news!”

"..."

He looked at the girl who was shaking his cuff slightly while speaking, and seemed to be stunned for a moment.

"what happened?"

Seeing that he kept silent, Taeyeon, who was still very excited, blinked her eyes strangely, and asked puzzledly, "Aren't you happy for me?"

are you happy?

Under the mask, he squeezed his thin lips tightly, not knowing how to answer the girl's words.

"Ah! Sure enough..."

Suddenly, Kim Taeyeon seemed to understand, and looked at him, the corners of her lips were raised up on that little face that was blushing and joyful, and a slightly cramped smile that seemed to be mixed with a lot of tenderness followed. And come out, just like wicker blown by the wind in the sunset.

"You... were frightened, right? Right!"

As soon as he said this, seeing that he still didn't respond to her, Taeyeon confirmed the thought in her heart, and immediately laughed out loud, with a little smug complacency in that laugh.

"I knew before I came here that you would definitely be shocked! Even I was shocked when I heard the news before!"

After laughing, seeing that he was still too quiet to respond to her words, Taeyeon couldn't help puffing her mouth, pressed his forehead against his arm, and looked at him suspiciously: "What's the matter? I laughed at you, so I got angry ?"

"Taeyeon..."

"Huh? What are you going to say, I'm listening!"

As soon as she heard that he finally spoke, Taeyeon immediately regained her spirits, one hand was still pinching his cuff unconsciously, shaking it slowly, her soft lips were lightly pursed, with a smile on her face like she was full of heart. What to look forward to.

However, the next moment, the expression on her face changed slightly.

Because, her eyes touched the eyes he was looking at her.

It was a look she had never seen in his eyes before, like a person standing in front of an abyss hesitating, not knowing whether to take a step forward or take a step back.

In those pitch-black eyes, there were hesitation, entanglement, and even...a bit of indescribable sadness.

"Peter..."

Kim Taeyeon started to get scared.

She tugged on his sleeve very nervously, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? You... Are you uncomfortable?"

"Taeyeon..."

"Hmm! I'm listening!" Kim Taeyeon hurriedly nodded heavily, using practical actions to tell the other party that she was by his side.

"I... have something to ask you, but you probably won't agree."

"what's up?"

Taeyeon looked at him in a daze, her eyes full of doubts.

With the current relationship between the two of them, is there anything that I can't promise him?

"I know my request is unreasonable, but seriously, Taeyeon, can you..."

Having said that, he couldn't stop taking a long breath, staring solemnly at Kim Taeyeon who was looking at him with a worried face, and then said a word softly:

"Taeyeon, can you give up your dream of becoming an artist?"

For a moment, Taeyeon's eyes seemed to be in a trance.

"What... what?"

He stared at her, his eyes seemed to contain endless sadness, and there was a firmness that outsiders could not understand at all.

……

"I'm a little tired today, let's stop here first..."

"Taeyeon."

"enough!!"

The petite figure standing in front of him seemed to explode, and the high-pitched voice full of anger echoed over the entire boulevard.

"You don't understand my dreams at all!"

As soon as this sentence came out, she stared at him with red eyes without saying a word, then pressed her lips tightly, lowered her head and turned around, and walked away quickly.

And he stood there blankly, watching that petite figure gradually move away from him.

"One by one, it seems that every time I push you away from me with my own hands..."

A whisper was heard that no one heard, containing the same bitterness that no one could understand.

"But...why are you all like this?!"

Suddenly, he was hysterical again, murmured to himself in a short breath, and then he bent down, put his hands on his knees, gasped heavily, and finally raised his hand, and casually pulled off the mask on his face .

Under the drooping bangs were a pair of eyes with slightly red eye sockets.

He lowered his head, panting silently, and then slowly squatted down, holding his head with his hands, like a wounded wild animal seeking the so-called sense of security.

"Buzz!"

The phone in my pocket vibrated twice.

He lifted his face wearily, exhaled lightly, and then forcibly suppressed the redundant emotions in his heart, with a sullen face, he took out his phone and glanced at it.

It was a text message from Seoul:
【Ah, what's the matter with you? It's already August and you haven't come back. Are you planning to settle in Gwangju?】

Through the screen, he seemed to see another pretty face with serious frowns.

With a low wry smile, he fell back to the ground, raised his head, and stared at the sky ecstatically.

The afternoon sun was still bright, so bright that it was dazzling.

……

night.

After inexplicably losing her temper at the dinner table at home, Kim Taeyeon locked herself in the room alone, ignoring her father and mother's inquiries, and just hid on the bed alone.

To be honest, she really hates the feeling of suffocation in her chest, and she really wants to cry aloud to vent all her irritability and sadness.

But she couldn't.

Because she didn't know what the real reason for making herself uncomfortable was.

That's what made her even more depressed.

She realized that she didn't even understand why that person wanted to quarrel with her in such a thoughtless fight!
She really wanted to know what was the reason for that person to prevent her from debuting as an artist.

But no matter how she asked before, that person just refused to tell herself, but just said blindly, believe him...

Of course I believe him!
but……

But to be honest, how can you give up your dreams that you insist on so much just because of such a reason?
If I really do this, how should I face the efforts I have made in the future?How should I face my parents who have worked so hard to support me since I was a child?
So, Taeyeon couldn't agree to him, let alone understand him.

After thinking about it, the girl bathed in the darkness became more and more bored. She hugged the pillow and groaned, rolling around on her bed.

Finally, she sat up abruptly.

"No! I must ask this matter clearly!"

Get off the bed and put on slippers hastily. The girl with red eyes didn't care about her messy hair, she sat in front of the computer with full of stubbornness, manipulated the keyboard and mouse, and skillfully boarded the computer that she had logged in countless times since these days. past account.

However, when she logged in, she found that the only person on the list was not online.

"Is there no time? Or... hiding on purpose?"

The moonlight was like water, the girl curled up on the chair with her legs hugged, the shimmering light from the computer screen dimly illuminated her face, and also revealed her slightly pursed lips unconsciously, full of grievances and dissatisfaction. untie.

If... If he came to apologize to me at this time, I would... No, I have to say sorry at least three times before I will forgive him!
right!Don't forgive him if you don't say enough!

Kim Peter, if you don't take the initiative to apologize to me tomorrow, just wait and see if I will talk to you in the future!
……

"The last bus to Seoul, is there anyone else?"

As he was queuing up to get on the bus, he suddenly sensed something, and turned his head involuntarily, looking at the deep night sky in the distance.

In that direction, there was a petite figure still sitting at home, constantly complaining about himself in his heart.

"Student, get in the car quickly, don't waste time, it will be almost midnight when you get back to the city."

The uncle driver's kind reminder brought him back to his senses. Under the dim headlights, he forced a polite smile on his pale face, and walked into the car with his luggage.

"Okay, let's start ticket checking, everyone sit down!"

Sitting by the window, after handing his ticket to the ticket inspector, he took out a brand new packing box from his backpack, and gently stroked the case on it with his hand.

This is what he saw a few days ago. It is said that it is the latest Walkman on the market. He originally... wanted to buy it as a gift.

Unfortunately, it is estimated that there is no chance to send it away.

He hugged the backpack and the unopened Walkman in his arms, and turned his head to look at the dark scenery outside the car window.

The eyes seemed to be shining faintly.

He originally wanted to at least wait until the girl's anger subsided before leaving the city, but the text message from Seoul made him suddenly realize one thing, one thing that he had deliberately forgotten for a while.

He will never return to that home after all.

For that family, its own existence should be more like a disaster.

Well, let's call it a day.

It's a bastard's behavior to leave without saying goodbye, and a bastard should not be remembered.

So he hoped that girls would not remember him either.

"Let's pause for a moment..."

He closed his eyes, leaned back on the car seat, and muttered to himself in a volume that only he could hear clearly:

"If, one day, I can stand in front of you again, at that time, I will explain everything to you..."

……

under night.

A bus carrying passengers drove onto the road and was gradually submerged in the darkness in the distance, as if heading to an unknown future.

On the other side, in a room where only the computer screen was shining brightly, the girl with her face on her knees was still staring at the screen eagerly, expecting a new message to pop up at a certain moment.

The two lines that intersected for a short time returned to parallel. I don't know if there is a chance to intertwine again in the future.

(End of this chapter)