It's a very simple kiss, head down, lips to lips soft touch, no other movement.

Some hesitated, some were dry, some were warm and hot.

In the darkness, she closed her eyes gently, a little moisturizing water quietly appeared, her snort trembled for a long time, she tried not to let herself cry, not to let the bitterness that she had been hiding be exposed to this place where a nurse might come at any moment.

The tears had been brewing for a long time, and finally slipped down, sliding down to the place where the two of them were intertwined, turning into a touch of salty bitterness that radiated in the taste buds.

This long-awaited kiss was not as shy as many midnight dreams, nor as sweet as the occasional fantasy, but with a faint impulse, with a certain unspeakable longing, just wanting to be closer to him, just as I had wanted to be closer to him.

She didn't dare do that while he was awake, for she wasn't sure if he would flinch from her approach, as he had done in the past.

In front of him, there is not much of her reserve left, and occasionally think about it from the perspective of a bystander, she is so well entangled knowing that there is no result, she is really a faceless woman.

She wanted to keep some as the dignity of being able to stay with him.

“…… I love you, Ahn Joon-hyuk!"

The faint light of the corridor outside the door peeked in through the curtain-closed observation window, and her lips were imprinted on his, and she said so to herself in her heart, as if she also longed for his response, to ring in her heart.

Self-deception, or weakness, one way or another, at least for the moment. She felt blessed......

……

My thoughts were in a daze, my lips were pressed together for about a few minutes, and the air was so quiet that I could almost hear my heartbeat.

She was reluctant to leave, she didn't know when she would be so close to him once she had a moment of separation, and she didn't know when it would be. Gently clinging to him, greedily sucking his temperature with her lips, suddenly, a pair of hands pressed the back of her head. Push her away slightly.

Lin Xiujing burst into tears, and saw An Junhyuk, who had already fallen asleep, in a daze, slowly opened her eyes, and looked at her helplessly: "If you kiss it again, I will suffocate ......"

I couldn't tell whether it was helplessness or ridicule, which made her wake up suddenly, and hurriedly pushed his hand away and stepped back, she forgot that she was sitting on the bed, so—

"Ah——!h

"Whew. Bang!

A few seconds later, Lin Xiujing sat up from the ground with her forehead covered. Tears of pain. On the bed, I didn't expect her reaction to be so big, a little caught off guard, Ahn Junhyuk, who only stretched out half of his arm, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

With his smile, Lin Xiujing lowered her head in embarrassment, but it didn't take long for her to raise it again. His head was slightly tilted, and his face was turned sideways to him: "I'm sorry...... I didn't mean to go...... I'm going to kiss you, I'm just ...... Just ......"

Tears slid down her cheeks, and she didn't know if it was the remnants of pain in her forehead or her heart throbbing: "...... I just, couldn't help ......"

She sat on the ground like that, wiping tears from her eyes like a sad child. I didn't dare to look into his eyes, afraid to read the taste of sorry from there, afraid that he would look at her and say "I'm sorry" lightly.

He said early on that they were friends. Friends don't kiss each other like this, she overstepped the relationship between the two.

There was an indescribable apprehension and hesitation floating in my heart.

Sitting on the bed and looking at the little woman with a flustered expression below, Ahn Jun-hyuk gradually restrained his smile and was silent without saying a word, his heart has been messing up since the morning, about the present, about the future. He didn't actually fall asleep just now, he just closed his eyes and sorted out his emotions.

He wants to figure out what's going on inside him, and he wants to change his mind about what he's doing.

Maybe others can't see it, but Ahn Junhyuk himself knows that he is actually a very proud, even conceited person, who has experienced the influence of dreams, he has always placed his position at the highest apex, overlooking everything below from the perspective of God, watching himself crawl in the entertainment industry, and watching himself intrigue. He has never been integrated into it, he has never regarded this career as the road to be taken in the future, for him, when Jisoo's legs are healed, he can dance and sing on the stage, and he can realize his dreams with his support, then that day will also be his successful retirement.

But Jisoo's words that night told him that his efforts over the past year had been in vain.

The younger sister said that she didn't want to be a star for a long time, and he believed her that Jisoo would not cheat on him, even if he was pretending to be asleep at the time.

The struggle that has been going on has fallen into the void so easily, and he can usually suppress it temporarily, because there are too many things to consider, but last night's injury, the sense of powerlessness in the Huanghuang Tianwei made these confusion and weakness that he tried to hide all burst out.

If you really don't like it, it's okay, he has always been decisive, and he can throw away his current achievements and return to Busan with Jisoo.

But he found that he couldn't forget the feeling of being in the limelight, which was somewhat contradictory to his notion that he was a rather traditional man, and in his eyes, the so-called celebrity was really not an honorable profession, with a low status and a meager income, which was disproportionate to the effort.

In addition to the glamour in front of people, what is left behind the scenes?

Now I find that I used to like such a profession that I usually secretly despised, and the conflict of ideas made him very confused, and many ideas were entangled.

When Lin Xiujing kissed him, he was trying to face his heart, and the soft touch of his lips suddenly made his thinking stagnate for a moment, and he subconsciously wanted to push it away, and at that moment, he tasted the taste of her tears.

I don't know if it's an illusion, the tears are very bitter and astringent, and almost all words that are the opposite of sweetness can be expressed with that bitter taste.

The hand that wanted to refuse, but he couldn't raise it again, and let her simply use her lips to lips to give him the so-called "kiss" - although in his opinion, this kiss was like her easy satisfaction with her own suffering.

It's been a long time, looking back at this time, I realized with Lin Xiujing that it has been half a year, and I still remember the first time we met, it was in the KBS conference room, she sat silently on the side, looking a little cold, unapproachable, and after getting along for a long time, I realized that she was actually just a child who was older than him, but closed her heart and had some communication barriers.

After getting acquainted with him, she liked to cling to him, and he also treated her as a younger sister, until one day he realized that her feelings for him surpassed his feelings for her too much, and were no longer limited to friends, so he retreated in astonishment.

It's not that he is cowardly in his feelings, but he deeply understands that he doesn't like Lin Xiujing, and this relationship is not a scene that has been experienced many times in a dream. Being secretly in love with a girl, as a man, she naturally has a dark feeling, but that's not a reason to delay her.

He didn't love her, so leaving, it's as simple as that.

It's a pity that he overestimated his rationality about his feelings, the matter of Tokyo, the matter after he came back, he retreated step by step, and finally walked back to her, even though he said, we are friends, but he knows that there has been a change between the two after all.

Now that he was getting used to her being by his side, and was getting used to her gentle words and meticulous service, the moment she kissed the corners of his mouth and he tasted her tears, he suddenly thought: What would happen if she left one day?

There was no answer, only a moment of discomfort.

Men are insatiable and contradictory creatures!

Thinking so self-deprecatingly, he felt that it was time to do something, for this relationship, for Lin Xiujing, and for himself......

In the dark, Ahn Junhyuk stretched out his hand, "Get up, it's cold on the ground." ”

He handed her his hand and pulled her up.

Lin Xiujing let him pull him blankly, got up, and sat on the bed, helpless. After a while, her slight muffled grunt could be heard in the darkness.

"Hmm!"

The two were close to each other again, the difference was that this time it was Ahn Junhyuk who took the initiative to hug her, and where the light couldn't shine, Lin Xiujing's heart was pounding.

"In the past six months, the deepest impression is that you are always crying, when you are in Melbourne, when you are in Tokyo, although you will laugh a lot of times, but the strange thing is that the impression of this is very vague, thinking of you, what comes to mind, is always your tearful look, pitiful, like an abandoned puppy. ”

Just when Lin Xiujing was at a loss in the face of this sudden hug, An Junhyuk's voice seemed to be in his thoughts, and he seemed to be a little fluctuating: "I always remember that you were in Melbourne's street park, crying silently, and then wearing my down jacket, rubbing my red nose and eyes, like a chubby penguin." I remember the impulsiveness and bravery when you were on the streets of Shibuya, hugged me from behind, and said, 'I love you Ahn Joon-hyuk...... You don't know what to say, every time I think about it, I feel more like a bad person......"

Lin Xiujing struggled for a while, she wanted to tell him, you are not a rotten person, those are all voluntary by me, I know that you don't like me, and you never thought of provoking me.

But he was full of wounds, she didn't dare to push hard, twisted a few times, and then in Ahn Junhyuk's tightened arms, slowly relaxed, didn't want to say anything, raised her hands hesitantly a few times, finally mustered up courage, wrapped around his waist, snuggled in his arms, heard him say:

"I'm sorry ......"

Such apologetic words made Lin Xiujing's heart cold, her body stiffened suddenly, and then softened in the next moment:

"Sorry to keep you waiting too long......"

The wind and snow outside the window are flying, the snowflakes are fluttering on the glass, imprinting a cloud of frozen traces of ice edges, and the snow is piled up on the edge of the window.

In the painting, vague men and women embrace each other quietly, just like this snowy night......

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