How could she not know who I was? -- Quan Zhilong

Yoon Jin-hee wore a light brown linen and nude dress and walked into the first class cabin under the guidance of a flight attendant.

Her luggage was checked in, and she was only carrying a shriveled canvas bag, which was incompatible with the luxurious environment of the first-class cabin. As they passed the other first-class passengers, they glanced at her with a strange look in their eyes, but quickly moved away and continued to focus on what they were doing.

Yin Zhenxi's nerves tensed when others looked at her, and as soon as others looked away, she suddenly breathed a shallow sigh of relief. She is always nervous in the face of strangers, so every time she takes a flight, she would rather pay more to fly in first class, which has more privacy.

The seats in the first class cabin are spacious on the left and right, and there is a small baffle in the middle of the adjacent two rows to isolate communication.

The flight attendant's service attitude was very good, and she did not have the slightest contempt for Yoon Jin-hee's casual dress, and courteously brought Yoon Jin-hee to the seat she was taking. But when they arrived, Yoon Jin-hee was already sitting in his window seat.

The other party was a young man with a rather thin build. He was wearing a black and white striped long-sleeved loose T-shirt with a hood, casual cropped pants, a hood on his head, large sunglasses covering half of his face, only revealing a delicate nose and a pale pointed chin, earphones plugged in his ears, resting on the seat with his feet retracted, and the whole person was half-curled up in the direction of the window, looking at the posture, he should be sleeping.

A composition suddenly appeared in Yoon Jin-hee's mind: a tired man.

The flight attendant looked around the first-class cabin in embarrassment, and at this time the other passengers had already taken their seats, except for Yoon Jin-hee. According to the situation, the young man who occupied Yoon Jin-hee's position was the passenger sitting next to Yoon Jin-hee.

If Yin Zhenxi is willing to make it convenient and change seats with the other party, everyone will naturally be happy. If Yoon Jin-hee is unwilling, the flight attendant will have to wake up the man and tell him to sit back in his place.

The first-class passengers are either prominent or expensive, Yin Jinxi is a woman, Wenwen is quiet and not like a rude and willful person, the flight attendant looked at her inquiringly, hoping that she would take the initiative to let go.

Yoon Jin-hee is very insensitive to human feelings. The stewardess looked at her, and she looked at her too, her eyes slightly empty, and she looked dazed.

The stewardess immediately thought that she was unwilling, pursed her lips helplessly, and bent over to wake up the man.

Yin Zhenxi subconsciously whispered: "Don't argue with him, he's tired." ”

When the flight attendant heard this, she immediately straightened up and whispered, "Then please sit here?" ”

Yoon Jin-hee nodded, unloaded his backpack, and sat in his seat. As soon as she sat down, she habitually took out the sketchbook from her backpack and put it on her lap, opened the sketchbook, picked up the pencil and dotted it on the blank page.

The people in the first class cabin spoke softly, and where Yin Jinxi was sitting, she was quiet, and the neighbor was sleeping, and she fell into a different kind of calm and tranquility.

Unconsciously, Yoon Jin-hee turned his head to look at the next seat. Her curiosity has always been negative, and it is rare for a stranger to pique her curiosity. But this man, with a vague face and a sleeping posture that refuses to communicate, exudes a peculiar aura, body language rejects people thousands of miles away, hard and indifferent, and the whole person exudes a vague fragility, as if he is thirsting for warmth and care, very contradictory and different. Yoon Jin-hee is a painter who likes to sketch the most, but rarely paints people, and this man makes her feel the urge to paint.

Yoon Jin-hee began to do what she wanted, and as soon as she painted, she was completely immersed in her own world, turning a blind eye to the movements of the outside world.

Quan Zhilong did not fall asleep. 2015 has been an extremely busy year for him – in fact, he's been very busy since his debut as a group BB, with few downtime. As a global superstar, concerts, new albums, variety shows, various CF and other activities fill his life. Especially this year is the return of all BB after a three-year hiatus, and the dense itinerary of the world tour is a great drain on the spirit and body. But there are so many things that need to be busy, even if he is busy playing, his head still can't stop turning.

He may not even be able to fall asleep when he lies on the bed, and on the plane, a place that is very likely to be recognized, of course, it is impossible to sleep soundly, especially this time he acted alone and did not bring any bodyguard assistants.

He likes his fans very much, and he can't get to where he is today without the support and encouragement of his fans. He also enjoys that feeling of being in the limelight, enjoying the cheers and screams and the spotlight, but occasionally, he also wants to be alone and quiet, without maintaining the image of a public figure, and can be willful to the end and be himself as he pleases.

There was no sound playing in the headphones, and he just didn't want to pay attention to the person in his sleeping position.

He watched the communication between the flight attendant and Yoon Jin-hee through his sunglasses, and he also knew that he was sitting in the wrong position for Yoon Jin-hee, but he didn't want to move.

Yoon Jin-hee is about twenty years old, dressed casually, with long flaxen-colored shawl hair, a white and clean face, and a soft and quiet appearance that can be called a little beauty without makeup. But Quan Zhilong has been in contact with all kinds of beauties with different styles for a long time, and he doesn't think her beauty is amazing. Therefore, the leader of Quan, who was in a bad mood and suddenly died of gentlemanly demeanor, stood motionless on his seat with his hips attached to his shoulders.

Anyway, if she knew who he was, she would have been flattered and gave him her seat. Quan Zhilong thought. (Ahem, I don't mind if I can't wait quietly.) ）

Until Yin Zhenxi said, "Don't quarrel with him, he's tired", Quan Zhilong was slightly stunned. Because the voice is very good, gently and softly like a feather brushing the cheeks. As a musician, Kwon Zhilong is extremely sensitive to sound, Yin Zhenxi's appearance was not taken into account by him, but his voice was good, and that kind of tone that was not affectionate and objectively evaluated, how strange was it?

Recognizable? Kwon Zhilong was not sure.

But there is no follow-up after the girl said this. I didn't get angry when I was occupied, I sat down quietly, took out my bag quietly, and painted quietly, although I glanced at him halfway, but I didn't get excited, I didn't fidget, I didn't ......

In the small space formed by the two, Quan Zhilong seems to have lost his sense of existence.

I don't want to pay attention to people and pretend to sleep, I am really ignored completely, and I am super unhappy~

Kwon Zhilong changed his posture, from leaning against the window to propping on the armrest, his gaze slanted in the direction of Yoon Jin-hee, thinking: When will she find out that I am looking at her?

The answer is: I haven't found it ==

Every time Yin Meishi paints, it is like putting herself in a glass bottle, so that people can see and touch at the same time, she is also isolated from the world, and her whole body and mind are only left with the world under the tip of the pen. And she has an excellent memory, and she can draw what she has seen without looking at it a second time, so she doesn't even need to look up at Quan Zhilong's second look.

At this time, she has a focused and serious side face, soft and bright eyes, and a brown pencil between her slender and flawless fingertips, which is as beautiful as a girl in a literary pictorial, exuding a warm and comfortable atmosphere.

Quan Zhilong wanted to disturb her several times, but she couldn't do it, obviously she looked like a bully┑( ̄Д ̄)┍......

When the flight attendant came over to provide catering services with a small car, she asked Yoon Jin-hee a few words but did not get a response. Quan Zhilong finally couldn't see it, and said to the flight attendant in a deep voice, "Please give me a cup of Mocha." Then leaned slightly towards Yin Zhenxi, stretched out his finger and poked her: "Girl, what are you drinking?" "The words are in Korean. His eyes swept over Yoon Jin-hee's sketchbook, and his heart moved.

Yin Jinxi was poked, and it took at least five seconds before she reacted, and unconsciously "Mo" without raising her head.

Ah, Korean. And her reaction reminded Kwon Zhilong of the virtue of BB's teammate Tapu who had just debuted, and suddenly wanted to laugh a little and said, "Look up." What to drink? The tone was a little stronger.

Hearing this commanding words, Yin Zhenxi's reaction immediately jumped half a beat, and when she raised her head, she saw the flight attendant who was waiting with a friendly smile and Quan Zhilong, who was already "sober" and was looking at her slightly, and her little face was red.

"I'm sorry, no thanks." Yoon Jin-hee straightened his back and nervously said in Korean.

Quan Zhilong said: "Give her a glass of water, thank you." When he observed her just now, he saw that she unconsciously licked her lips a few times, presumably thirsty. Take care of it, it can be regarded as repaying her for the "concession" just now.

Yoon Jin-hee: "Mo? ”

The stewardess looked at Kwon Zhilong, who was wearing big sunglasses, and although she couldn't tell who it was, she subconsciously obeyed his words and quickly poured a glass of water and handed it to Yoon Jin-hee.

Yoon Jin-hee, who obviously refused to ask for anything, took it in confusion and blinked.

Flight attendant: "Have a nice trip, you both." "Pushed the cart and left.

Yoon Jin-hee held the water glass and looked at Kwon Zhilong in confusion, and Kwon Zhilong had already covered his mouth and tilted it to the backrest.

"Drink water. Aren't you thirsty? ”

Yoon Jin-hee's eyes were still blank, but he drank water one by one. After a few sips, she found that she had quenched her thirst, and the heat on her face couldn't fade all of a sudden: "...... Thank you. She always unconsciously avoids contact with people, and she is slow to respond when drawing, so this is not the first time that she has refused the service of a flight attendant when she is thirsty on a plane.

Quan Zhilong smiled again, this time putting down the hand covering his mouth, revealing a row of good-looking white teeth.

Yoon Jin-hee looked at him in a daze. This person gave people a very cold feeling when he slept just now, and when he smiled, he immediately became cute and friendly, and wearing sunglasses made people feel that he was a person who loved to laugh.

It's weird.

"You're Korean?" Quan Zhilong asked while drinking mocha coffee.

was a very casual and polite sentence, but Yin Zhenxi's expression stiffened nervously, and then as if he thought of something, he tried to relax, and replied in a small voice: "Chinese, Chinese-Korean mixed-race." ”

Kwon Zhilong took her reaction in his eyes and rolled his eyes: "You speak Korean well." "This time in somewhat stiff Chinese.

"Thank you." Yoon Jin-hee replied in Chinese, seemingly feeling that the answer was too short, and added: "You also speak good Korean." ”

Kwon Zhilong puffed: "Because I'm Korean." "Well, he's now sure the girl didn't recognize him.

Yin Zhenxi was slightly embarrassed: "Oh." "No words.

Kwon Zhilong: "Shouldn't you ask, since you are Korean, why did you fly in China?" Not curious? ”

Yin Zhenxi was stunned: "Really? Forgive her for having very little experience with strangers, and she doesn't have this curiosity at all. Besides, is it strange for Koreans to fly in China?

Quan Zhilong followed the temptation: "Yes, normal people will continue to ask." "Excuse me, you know? Although he is now without makeup, he is not like a passerby at all, right? Just looking at his appearance is a rare high-quality man. React enthusiastically, OK?

"Oh." Yin Zhenxi thought about it and asked a little hesitantly: "Then, since you are Korean, why did you take a plane in China?" ”

Hearing that she really repeated it word by word, Quan Zhilong nodded with satisfaction: "Although you asked like this, this is a secret, and I can't sue you." ”

Yoon Jin-hee was stunned again. She was unresponsive, not an idiot, and vaguely felt: "Are you kidding me?" ”

Quan Zhilong said seriously: "Yes." As soon as he finished speaking, he laughed down, laughed low, and was very happy.

Yin Jinxi didn't know how to react, and protested weakly: "What, can it be like this?" "Are all strangers so familiar? also kidnapped her and called her oppa, which was called by her brother who was very close, so she hesitated so much just now, thinking that she didn't stay in Korea often and was unfamiliar with etiquette.

Quan Zhilong curled his lips: "Don't you think you should apologize before accusing me?" ”

Obviously, the other party was smiling, but Yin Zhenxi trembled inexplicably: "Apologize? ”

Kwon Zhilong pointed to her sketchbook: "Draw me without permission, girl, shouldn't you apologize?" ”