"So, everybody's settled in, huh? Then the first day can just leave to rest" he shook his head in disappointment with a sigh.
"But first—" He shrewdly lifted his head and looked around. "Introduce yourself first, huh?" His voice grew seductively long.
He adjusted the microphone on his face and, keeping the rhythm, looked at the target he had set his eyes on first. She licked her lips, oh sweets should always be last!
It took maybe half an hour, until finally all the focus was on these two interesting people.
"Oh, hello my idol!" He looked at the two people with bright eyes and winked. He continued in this way, taking a step back with energy.
"You don't know, I almost sprayed the juice and ruined the monitor when the two of you applied for it!" She wrapped her arms around herself and whimpered "then the boss would fire me! That monitor to you too..hehe" she smiled creepily.
Yun did not want to hear the rest for a moment.
"This is boring~" Alin grunted, looking at the expressionless faces of the two people.
"Then," he asked excitedly, his gaze shifting between the two of them. "Are you really together?"
Yun shook his head.
"Hmm" he opened his mouth with a sly expression scratching his chin and closed his eyes!
Commenters said "Oh, here it comes!"
"Tell me maintenance, which of you is active and which of you is passive haaah?" The atmosphere fell silent for a while. Even as Nanren silently turned her head with a flushed face, her betraying eyes made it clear that she was considering the question.
"Oh, Ren, you're not being honest!" The comments made fun of the state of the front.
Yun glossed over the question by saying "no comment".
"Okay, so be it if you don't say it." Alin frowned.
"But—" He bent down, regaining his eye energy.
"Oh, what a drama! Have you suffered much from your family?" Even if he whispered in his ear with the hint of gossip, everyone there caught the question clearly.
Yun looked at him for a while and then said, "No."
"Weird, isn't it like that in the dramas?" She played with her curls, talking to herself. "Anyway, let's get to the introduction, babies!" He spread both his hands to the sides and winked.
Yun "..."
He wanted to ask for a moment what the source of this energy and enthusiasm was and where it came from. Then he would inject himself and see if it worked.
He started lightly with the microphone extended in front of him. "I am Ji Yun" was a simple introduction.
His cold voice was as fresh and clear as the sound of a winter blizzard, as clear as water flowing from an icy waterfall. For a moment people wanted to cover their ears and shout!
"You really are the second prince of the Ji family, aren't you?" Alin asked, tilting his head to the side. Yun only answered this question by shaking his head.
"Weren't you dead, how are you alive?"
This girl was energetically showering him with questions without even realizing that she was breaking pots one by one.
"No comment"
"How old are you?"
"I'm about to turn 19" His birthday was approaching. If it wasn't for the moment of death, he wouldn't be stable at this age! 3 years!
"Is your hair natural?"
"Yes"
"It is said that you used to be the leader of an established underground gang?"
"No comment"
"Ahh, well-!" He turned his gaze to Nanren.
"So how did you two get together?" This question was for Nanren, Alin had obviously given up on Yun.
"No comment on that," said Nanren, shaking his head calmly. What would he say, hug Yun's legs and almost cry? No, no, he wouldn't have accepted it if he died!
Alin's brows twitched, and then she smiled devilishly.
"How was your first night huh?" Step by step he squeezed it. Nanren hesitated, his body stiffening. "Don't say-! Or else you-!" Alin was taken aback, but before he could continue, his sharp ominous green eyes and gaze pierced his neck and gasped. He gave up on the nut and changed the question.
"Huh," he continued, pouting. "You are known as Nanren, or Ren as he is known on the internet. That way, was your reason for leaving to protect yourself from public criticism?"
The reporters' teeth itched and they glared at Alin! Don't steal our work, as if to say!
"No, I'm just tired of it," she replied in a flat tone. His calm look and expression, Yun raised his eyebrows when he saw her flirtatious. Nanren was almost always spoiled when she was with him.
Alin continued, "So you broke up and were with him?" Fingers pointed at the two of them. Naren shook his head. After all, this is not a lie.
The comment field exploded instantly!
"The famous actor we know is dead-"
"Look what this innocent face was actually doing behind us-"
Headlines from news sites instantly started popping up on the Internet.
***
They settled inside. Leaving your suitcases in a corner. The program wasn't very long and was a short one, lasting just two days.
It was starting to get dark. Dark clouds gathered in the sky and rain fell drop by drop on the glass.
Yun brought the winter tea, sat in the rocking chair and listened to the peace and quiet of the rain sound outside by the large window. He handed Nanren a glass too. Thus, the two of them had the harmony and peace brought by the years. They were covered in the serenity of those old couples, as if they had been together for a long time.
This situation couldn't go away without comparing it with other couples because a huge pillow fight broke out in the house just two blocks away, which turned the house upside down!
Alin "..."
Why is this so different from what you imagined?!
***
It seems that Nanren had fallen asleep on the sofa. Yun approached and studied the facial details for a while, which had become even more evident during this time. Of course, compared to that baby face she had long ago, before she died, now the field had transitioned to a very exotic beauty...
She bent down as she draped the thin duvet over her.
At that moment, feathers that looked as soft and plentiful as crow's feathers fidgeted apart, revealing a yellow jewel. It contained broken pieces of gold. He looked at her silently, as if sensing his presence.
Even if he whispers "You are beautiful", it is intense and obvious in the quiet environment.
The sudden compliment made Yun a little awkward. "This will pass and collapse when it gets old." It was the polite way of saying I'm going to fuck off.
"But then you'll be charisma too." Nanren spoke with pure and clear eyes, with perfect sincerity and sincerity. "Older people also have a unique and mature atmosphere"
Yun ran out of words to say. Finally he let go and asked as he sat in the other chair. "What script is this a line from?"
The short and interesting interaction would break viewership records on the internet with a harmony that would make people jealous from this time on.
-To be continued-