"Oba, whose is this?" Park Ji-yeon pointed to the drawing board on the balcony a little excitedly and asked with a curious smile.

Xu Gang walked out of the bedroom, and when he saw Park Ji-yeon's energetic smile, he couldn't help but smile and said, "It's mine." ”

"Dafa, it turns out that Oba can also draw!" Park Ji-yeon looked at Xu in surprise, "I thought that a soldier like Oba should have no artistic cells." Park Ji-yeon scratched her head and laughed.

Xu smiled slightly, "This is what I learned when I was a child before, but I just picked it up now." ”

"That's ......" Park Ji-yeon looked at the drawing board and then at Heo, "I don't know much about your past." ”

"It's still a long time, and you'll understand it slowly." Heo looked at Park Ji-yeon dotingly, "What now?" How do your feet feel? ”

"Feet......" Park Ji-yeon moved her ankles, her brows furrowed slightly, and her voice was full of grievances, "Still, it hurts." ”

"Be stubborn, be stubborn, this is the consequence of being stubborn! Who told you to insist on jumping? It's obvious that I've already broken my feet, but I still insist on finishing the performance. Heo looked at Park Ji-yeon with a little reproach, "It's okay now, right?" You shouldn't be able to move normally for a few days, right? I'm also quite strange, how did you get from the dormitory to me after such a long journey? ”

"I asked Cyglioni to send me." Park Ji-yeon blinked slyly, and then said to Xu Sajiao, "I didn't mean it either!" I was finally able to hold a concert in Seoul, and it must not be because of any accident because of me, right? The fans have waited so long, and they can't let them down. ”

"This little injury, I used to have it when I was a trainee, it's not a big deal, at most I can't move for a few days." Park Ji-yeon smiled stupidly.

"You, you, only you can be so optimistic, but what about your own body!" Xu also had no choice, although he was worried about Park Ji-yeon's injury, but Park Ji-yeon said this, whether it was to comfort him or really nothing, he didn't have anything to say.

"Hehe~" Park Ji-yeon laughed dryly twice, and immediately began to change the subject, "Oba, have you ever thought about finding a girlfriend?" ”

"Huh?" Xu was taken aback, "What do you say?" ”

"It's just falling in love! You're almost twenty-four, what's wrong with falling in love? Oba, you have such good conditions, you should find a good girl to accompany you! Don't be like my brother, I don't have a girlfriend when I'm old, and I don't have a girlfriend anymore. Park Ji-yeon pouted, and when she said Park Hyo-joon, her eyes darkened, but she quickly adjusted and looked at Heo, "So, it's time to fall in love." ”

"Wow, silly girl, you don't even have a shadow of yourself, and you're starting to worry about Oba?" Heo was amused by Park Ji-yeon.

"I'm an idol after all! It's the right thing to fall in love late, but it's not normal to fall in love! Park Ji-yeon said to Xu seriously, and some serious little appearance made Xu Ren laugh.

"So, what do you want to do?" Heo raised an eyebrow at Park Ji-yeon.

"I have a lot of pictures of single girls who are waiting to be liberated here, they are all beautiful, Oba, do you want to take a look?" Park Ji-yeon tiptoed over to Heo and took out her phone, "This, you know, is my Eun Jing Oni." Don't look at Enjing Oni who looks quite heroic, but she is actually a soft girl who is easy to be guided. ”

"This one, it's Hyomin Oni, good-looking, good figure, good personality, and very sexy, isn't it?" Park Ji-yeon changed the pictures on her phone one after another, directly pointed to a private photo of Park Hyo-min, and introduced it to Heo.

"Oh, yes! There's also a grace here! IU Lee Ji-eun, you know, right? Oba, let me tell you, Zhi'en is really a good girl, and she looks very cute, although her nose is a little collapsed, but it doesn't matter, as long as she gives birth to a daughter, everything will be solved! ”

"......" Xu, who originally sounded a little funny, now his whole face has darkened. Yikes! What are you talking about? How can there be someone like you? ”

Xu Xiao scolded.

"Don't interrupt, Oba, I haven't finished yet!" Park Ji-yeon didn't show weakness, and directly pushed back Xu's words, "Oba, let me tell you, these are all resources, and others don't want them yet!" You're good enough to take it as a joke. Park Ji-yeon pouted with a "baby is angry" look, and she saw Heo smile as she explained.

"Okay, okay, you go ahead." Xu Xiao closed his mouth with a smile.

Park Ji-yeon snorted lightly, flipped through another photo, and said, "This person, you know that I don't introduce Oba, right?" The people in front of me are not as good as this person, this is the best girl in the world. ”

Xu fixed his eyes, but couldn't help but feel a little sad. The person in the photo is Quanbaolan, and Quanbaolan in the photo is holding a Chinese book reading. The photo is very clear, so you can clearly see the title on the page, the Book of Songs.

One can imagine how obscure this book must have been for Quanbaolan.

I can also clearly perceive the efforts made by Quanbaolan in order to be able to get closer to Xu step by step. It's not just about being close, it's about wanting to know more things that can be related to him, wanting to have more things to say when chatting, about poetry, about her, instead of staying together, but only talking about things that have nothing to do with you.

It's true that Quan Baolan is very short, very small and naïve, and yes, they all say that she is fifteen years old, and it is true. However, what she knew, understood, and insisted on was something they never knew.

She's just trying for herself, trying to get close to someone, even if that person is constantly dodging.

Xu's gaze dodged, and he didn't dare to take a serious look at Quan Baolan. He felt guilty, but he couldn't love her, he was already in love with someone else.

Some people seem to be very smart, but they are actually very stupid, and their hearts are also very small, they can only think about one thing at a time, and one heart can only accommodate one person. Maybe maybe this is the kind of person, and Quanbaolan happens to be this kind of person.

Xu couldn't give Quan Baolan some hypocritical care, although he knew that she would be sad, but he couldn't deceive her with such sincerity. Even if you can't accept her sincere intentions.

Behind every love, there will be crying people; Behind every story, there will always be someone who is hurt, but no one can clearly know how long the wound lasts and how long the tears last.

However, love is real.

They all understand, they just don't dare to admit it.