Chapter 11 Zhichen is an audience on the street, and the blue bench complains of grievances
Yin Zhichen walked out of the hotel with the injured Baolan in his arms, and the three of them came to the side of the road and exchanged mobile phone numbers. Quan Baolan took a photo of Yin Zhichen again and stored it on his mobile phone, so he stopped the taxi.
In the taxi, Quan Yulan rolled down the window, still a little uneasy, and asked Quan Baolan: "Ernie, can you really do it yourself?" ”
Quan Baolan nodded lightly: "Don't worry!" ”
"Ernie, call me when you're home." Quan Yulan in the taxi raised the mobile phone in his hand, and threatened Yin Zhichen: "For your sake, which is bigger than me, let's call you Zhichen oppa, and Ernie will hand it over to you." Your phone number and photo are in my possession, if something happens to Ernie, I'll call the police! ”
"Don't worry, I'll send Sapphire back safely." Yin Zhichen was a little helpless, is he so like a bad guy, this girl's vigilance towards him is simply beyond the red line.
The taxi started slowly, and the two sisters waved goodbye through the window.
Watching the taxi go away, Yin Zhichen lowered his head and asked Baolan, "Have you not seen each other for a long time?" ”
"Yes." Quan Baolan muttered as she looked in the direction of the taxi.
I feel that Quanbaolan seems to have a lot to say at the moment, and I can just be an audience. He put Quanbao Blue on the bench on the side of the road, sat next to her, and asked tentatively, "Can you tell me about it?" ”
Quan Baolan hesitated for a moment, and slowly spoke: "Yulan and I were born in an acting family that has been engaged in acting for three generations, my grandfather is a film actor, my grandmother is a singer, Abba is a singer, and Ou Ma is an actor. When I was young, my parents had a good relationship. But since Yulan and I are both daughters, daughters and fathers are originally closer than mothers, and most families are like this, right? As he spoke, he looked at Yin Zhichen and wanted to seek recognition.
Yin Zhichen nodded in agreement. Although he is an orphan in a sense, he still knows this kind of common-sense problem.
Quan Baolan saw Yin Zhichen nodding, as if she had received great encouragement: "Yes, but my Ou Ma doesn't think so, and she always quarrels with Abba because of this." Later, as we grew up, because Abba was a singer, Yulan and I were always influenced by Dad. We listen to music and sing every day, hoping to become a singer like Abba when we grow up. But my mother's face is getting worse and worse, saying that the singer is not promising, what is wrong with the singer, is the actor superior. I don't understand, since I look down on singers, why did I marry Abba in the first place? As Quan Baolan spoke, her expression became more and more excited.
Yin Zhichen hugged Quan Baolan lightly, gently patted the girl's back, and comforted. It's hard to imagine that such a petite girl has such explosive power at this moment, maybe she has been suppressed for too long.
"I'm sorry, I lost my temper." After Quan Baolan vented, he gradually calmed down, and then realized his embarrassing position at the moment, and hurriedly escaped from Yin Zhichen's arms, bowed his head slightly shyly and coughed lightly, and continued to speak, "Later, Ou Ma and Abba divorced. When deciding the caregiver, the court decided that Yulan and I should follow Abba and Ou Ma alone. Originally, according to the original agreement, I should have followed Abba, but in the end, I still gave Abba to Yulan. In this way, many years have passed, and I haven't revealed my idea of wanting to be a singer in front of Ou Ma, because I know that she will definitely not agree. But I still want to be a singer, and I still like music, secretly. ”
"Since my aunt doesn't agree, how did you make your debut?" Yin Zhichen looked curious.
Quan Baolan couldn't help but show a little pride: "Once I secretly uploaded a video imitating BOA to youtube, but I didn't expect it to be discovered by the president." I contacted Abba and signed a contract with the company. As she spoke, Quan Baolan's face darkened, "Later, the signing of the contract was known to Ou's mother, and she went to quarrel with Abba again." I don't know what the two of them said, but after Ou Ma came back, she no longer objected to me singing, and she moved to the United States, and she hasn't come back yet. Actually, I know that Ou Ma is for our good, but I really like to sing, really! Quan Baolan covered her face with her hands and began to cry.
Yin Zhichen wanted to comfort the crying girl in front of him, but he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. Every parent has a way of educating their children, but their own methods are different, and they are still orphans in a sense. Actually, Yin Zhichen is quite envious of the little man in front of her, at least she still has her parents and sister, and they all love her, although in different ways.
Thinking of himself, at this moment, Yin Zhichen's mind no longer only has those two yellowed ID photos, but two more girls. Two girls he needs to protect, one is named Park Injing, who parted six years ago, and the early hours of yesterday morning could not be called an encounter that could not be called an encounter, Yin Zhichen couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart; The other is named Park Ji-yeon, with a hearty smile on the photo, Juanxiu's handwriting on the post-it notes, a touch of dark red on the sheets, and the word responsibility pressed on the heart at once.
Probably crying enough, Quan Baolan raised his head. At this moment, her face was no longer depressed before, and the words that had been stuffed in her heart for a long time came out, and the whole person was a lot more relaxed. Except, of course, those two swollen peach-like eyes.
Yin Zhichen patted her on the shoulder: "Enough crying?" ”
Quan Baolan nodded a little embarrassedly.
"Isn't it time for me to send you home? Tell me the address of your home. Yin Zhichen touched Quan Baolan's head like a child, and then gently picked him up from the bench.
Quan Baolan angrily said the address, and then turned his head to the side and ignored Yin Zhichen, venting his dissatisfaction on the surface, but quietly said to him in his heart, "Thank you." ”
Holding Quan Baolan can't restrict Yin Zhichen's actions. Opening the door of Quanbaolan's house, a smell of some moldy snacks came, and Yin Zhichen shook his head with a wry smile. Turn on the lights in the room, and all kinds of leftover snack bags and lunch boxes are randomly placed on the coffee table in the living room. Yin Zhichen was stunned by the picture in front of him, is this really a girl's room?
Looking at Yin Zhichen's stunned expression, Quan Baolan couldn't help blushing, regretting why he didn't clean up the room properly when he was free a few days ago, "That, I've been a little busy these days, so I'm ......"
Yin Zhichen knew that the girl was shy when he saw Quan Baolan's childlike expression, put her on the sofa, and said, "Understood, wait a minute." As he spoke, he got busy with his hands. Throw all the garbage into the recycling bag and leave it at the door to take it downstairs...... After a while, the room was cleaned up. Of course, Yin Zhichen selectively ignored some things that should not be seen.
Put Quan Baolan on the bed, adjust the temperature of the air conditioner in the room, cover her with a blanket, and pour a glass of water and put it at the head of the bed. Looking at the nearly 10 centimeters tall that had just been taken off by the bed, he persuaded with some concern: "Baolan, don't wear such tall shoes in the future, height is not what everyone cares about." ”
"Hmm." Quan Baolan is still in shyness, otherwise he would definitely be furious when he heard such a sensitive topic as height.
"Then I'll go first, and I'll come back to see you tomorrow morning." Yin Zhichen straightened the blanket covered by the royal blue on his body, then got up and turned off the light and exited the room.
Coming out of Quan Baolan's house, Yin Zhichen looked at the deep night sky and sighed softly. It's only been two days since I returned to Seoul, but I have encountered a surprising number of things, and I thought that there would be so many things to do tomorrow, so I accelerated the pace of going to the Shilla Hotel.