Dong Yongpei saw Quan Zhilong's expression, and knew that he really cared about himself.

This is also to blame myself for not being angry, as a 21-year-old maternal SOLO, the plan to get off the single is destined to attract attention.

And to his good friends, he can't be so perfunctory to his busy side.

"Talking...... Not bad......" he replied.

Quan Zhilong patted him on the shoulder: "You can't be too anxious to chase girls, let's start with friends." ”

When it comes to chasing girls, there are actually many routines, but in Quan Zhilong's opinion, this one is most suitable for Dong Yongpei.

"Yes......" Dong Yongpei scratched his head embarrassedly, "I think so too." ”

Quan Zhilong patted him on the shoulder again and dragged him to the other side.

Dong Yongpei's mind is on the mobile phone in his pocket.

It's not bad to talk about.,It's a little bit of self-esteem.,Actually, he feels,That girl doesn't seem to particularly want to chat with him.,Although it's very polite.,Although there are questions to answer.。

In other words, politeness does represent a sense of distance.

Thinking like this, he felt that he was thinking too much, after all, it was just the first time they met, and he was not a fan, so of course he would not be very enthusiastic.

But did you really go to bed that early?

Indeed, Li Xiyuan cried a lot, and went to sleep after taking a shower. I didn't get up until noon the next day.

Sleeping for more than twelve hours, she felt particularly decadent.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Song Xiyuan walked to the edge of the sofa and picked up the mobile phone that he threw here yesterday.

The screen was clean, not a single text message, not a single phone call.

Life is really lonely like snow.

She stood alone in the living room for a moment, sighed, and began to tidy up the room.

Their family has a beautiful villa in South Korea, but Song Xiyuan felt that it was a bit scary to live in one building alone, so he rented another bachelor apartment to live in.

It's not a big place, just right for one person.

Now it's cleaned up, and it's all over again.

I got some food to fill my stomach and took out the laundry from the washing machine to dry.

After doing this, he leaned back on the couch.

The TV was on, but there wasn't much of an attraction on it.

Song Xiyuan is not lonely now, she feels a little empty.

What should be done?

Invite a friend for afternoon tea or something......

Song Xiyuan is not bad, but her friends are all in the United States.

After returning to South Korea, she has always been a company to home, a two-point and one-line life, there are not many artists in the company, they are all busy, and there are no children who are about the same age as her, so I haven't made any friends.

The only ones who can say anything are the agent Lee Woo-jeong and the stylist Park so-young.

And the saddest thing in life is that I have no friends, not even a boyfriend.

Song Xiyuan crooked on the sofa and sighed repeatedly.

In such a state, she really needs a love.

But I don't even have friends, so where can I find a boyfriend?

Alas, you can't be a man.

Once it is empty, it will be like last night, and there will be a lot of inexplicable and tormenting thoughts.

Song Xiyuan's mind turned.

Since the company doesn't arrange the schedule, she can also arrange the schedule for herself.

Go play and exercise, just like I told my mother yesterday, in my free time, it's good to learn something.

But what to learn......

In the afternoon, Song Xiyuan went swimming alone.

After it was over, I received a call from Li Youzheng.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Just went swimming." Song Xiyuan held a bag in one hand and a phone in the other, and walked out slowly.

"Swimming?" Li Youzheng's tone relaxed slightly, "Ah, I'll just say, you girl don't need to worry at all!" ”

Song Xiyuan laughed: "So brother, did you call me because you were worried about me?" ”

"Of course," Li Youzheng also laughed, "I was worried all night." ”

"I went to bed early last night."

"Really? I'm afraid of making you noisy, so I called you in the afternoon. ”

"Hey, our brother Youzheng has always been so caring."

"Ah, I didn't hear the sincerity of this sentence."

"So brother, what are you doing? Don't have a job today? ”

"Today's ......" Of course there is work, Li Youzheng grabbed his hair, a little difficult to speak.

As an agent, he is not the only artist in his hands.

I called today, firstly, I was really concerned, and I wanted to know how her love was, and secondly, I received a notice from the company in the morning that Song Xiyuan's recent itinerary was suspended.

Originally, because she was about to shoot "Boys Over Flowers", she still had some pictorial and advertising shooting, but from today, all that qiē stopped.

"Are you doing something big?" Hearing the hesitation in his tone, Song Xiyuan smiled indifferently, "If you're working, brother, you should work hard." ”

"Ahem," Li Youzheng coughed, "Then you are at home recently, so you should have a good rest." ”

Although he was already mentally prepared, Song Xiyuan still felt very lost when he heard him say this.

She cheered up and replied with a smile, "I know, I'll have a good rest." ”

Li Youzheng sighed in his heart and patiently instructed: "If you need anything, call me." ”

"Yes, I will call and harass my brother from time to time."

"Stinky girl," Li Youzheng laughed, "please harass me!" ”

When he hung up the phone, Song Xiyuan had already walked to the bus platform.

He stood there dumbfounded, not hiding the loss on his face anymore.

Beside her, a teenager in a pure white taekwondo uniform stood with her, coming out of the gymnasium one after the other, waiting for the train in the platform together.

Because the expression on her face was too depressed, she glanced at her a few times with worry and curiosity.

However, Song Xiyuan was full of worries and didn't notice it.

It was just a stranger, and the young man didn't show his concern in the end, and when the car came, he got in the car and left.

Song Xiyuan stood there stunned, and the car he was waiting for drove past two cars and didn't notice it.

Anyway, right now, what she has most is time, and it's nothing to waste a handful of luxury.

I was so stunned that I was woken up by the sudden ringing of my mobile phone.

She subconsciously glanced at her phone, but no call came in.

Looking left and right, Song Xiyuan found that on the bench of the platform, there was a mobile phone lying alone.

The ringtone came from that phone.

I don't know which careless guy was left behind.

She walked over and picked up the phone: "Hello. ”

"I'm sorry," a slightly anxious voice came from a guy on the other end of the line, "I seem to have dropped my phone." ”

"That's right," Song Xiyuan said, "at the bus stop." ”

She told him the name of the platform.

"Can you wait for me there, I'll come and get it right away."

"Okay, no problem."

So hanging up the phone, Song Xiyuan continued to wait on the platform.

After a while, a teenager wearing a taekwondo uniform ran across the road.

He walked up to Song Xiyuan with some hesitation: "My mobile phone ......"

"Ah, yes, it's me," Song Xiyuan handed him his phone and glanced at the bench next to him, "I found it there just now." ”

"Thank you," the boy smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry for your trouble." ”

"It's okay," Song Xiyuan also smiled at him, "I was waiting for the bus." ”

"Haven't the waiting cars come yet?" It seems like a bit of a long time.

"It doesn't seem to be ...... yet" Song Xiyuan leaned out and glanced around, "Ah, here it is." ”

The boy glanced back, and in the distance, a car had indeed come.

"Well," he said, stepping aside, "goodbye." ”

Song Xiyuan curled the corners of his mouth at him: "Goodbye." ”

She got into the car and sat down by the window, where the boy stood in front of the platform, still staring at her.

Song Xiyuan glanced at the black belt around his waist and looked at him again.

If you look closely, he's actually quite handsome.

The legs were long, tall, fair-skinned, there was a tear mole under the right corner of the eye, and the lips, the lips seemed to have been injured, but that didn't matter at all.

He's very handsome, so handsome, you should make friends with him.

But now the car has started.

Song Xiyuan had no choice but to raise his hand and wave at him.

The boy waved at her as well.

I said goodbye with regret and said goodbye, but I didn't know my name and didn't leave my contact information, when will I see you again.

The car drove away, and Song Xiyuan patted his head depressedly.

Why rush to get in the car, what the hell was she thinking just now?

That kind of beginning should obviously be the beginning of a love story.

Yes...... Is......

Sure enough, mood can affect IQ.

With her appearance like that just now, it is estimated that she will be single for the rest of her life.

Alas...... Even if you are single for the rest of your life, you deserve it.

Song Xiyuan bought fruit and mixed it with salad for dinner.

Even though you don't have a job, you still have to keep in shape.

While doing yoga, Dong Yongpei sent another text message.

Dong Yongpei: Have you eaten?

Song Xiyuan is in the mood today than yesterday.

One hand pulls the leg, concave into a difficult shape, and the other hand holds the phone.

She's thinking, huh? This senior, who has nothing to do with sending a message for two days in a row, shouldn't it be interesting to her?

The opening line is also cliché enough.

It's a pity, it's a pity, this senior, whether it's his appearance or personality, is not the type she likes.

The five seniors of Bigbang are all kind and have good personalities, but none of the five people have her ideal type.

couldn't help but think of the taekwondo boy he met during the day.

I couldn't help but feel sorry again.

She shook her head, lowered her legs, and began to reply to the senpai's text messages.

Anyway, it's good to make more friends at times like these.