Jung Sung-hyun walked out of KBS briskly, with a happy smile on his face. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because it was a live broadcast, his performance just now has been seen by countless audiences through the TV. Along the way, there were many people who wanted autographs and group photos, and he responded to these requests one by one when his mood improved.

After a few words of interview with reporters, Zheng Chengxian hurriedly got in the car and left the TV station.

The car didn't go far before the mobile phone rang, and when I picked it up, it turned out to be Han Jiaren.

"Congratulations, Sung-hyun, the performance is great!"

As soon as the phone was connected, Han Jiaren congratulated with joy.

"Thank you Nuna for the compliment, your call was really timely, I just got in the car and your call came."

"You're leaving the TV station?"

"Hmm!"

"Where are you going next?"

"I didn't think about it."

There was a silence on the other side of the phone, and then Han Jiaren's slightly hesitant voice sounded: "If you come to my house, I'll cook something for you to eat." It's a celebration for you! ”

Zheng Chengxian didn't think much about it, and replied happily: "That's great, I just happened to be a little hungry, and I haven't tasted Nuna's craftsmanship yet." ”

"Well, then I'll wait for you." Han Jiaren also seemed to be quite happy.

"It'll be there in a moment!"

Zheng Chengxian hung up the phone, gave the driver an address, and the car turned around with a dozen steering wheels. Although he knew Han Jiaren's address, he had never visited him, so he bought some gifts on the way.

When he arrived at the place, Zheng Chengxian rang the doorbell, and after a while, Han Jiaren appeared at the door in home clothes.

A large black and white shirt with baggy pajama pants and a pair of light blue slippers with cartoon motifs on the feet. The long black hair was casually pulled into a bun at the back of the head, and a few strands of hair hung down in front of the neck. Under the narrow-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses, her fair and delicate cheeks were covered with a touch of pink, and her smooth forehead was covered with sweat. Because of the sweaty glasses, the glasses slide down from time to time, and the hand holding the spatula pushes it from time to time.

This appearance has changed from the appearance of a gentle and elegant strong woman in the past, more like a virtuous wife living at home, and because of the glasses, she still looks a little cute.

"Why haven't I seen you wear glasses?"

Zheng Chengxian walked in and put down the things in his hand and asked funny.

"I usually wear contact lenses. You sit down for a while, and the kitchen is still cooking. Drinks are in the fridge and you take it yourself. Han Jiaren replied casually and hurriedly ran into the kitchen.

The house is very tidy, both the floor and the desktop are spotless, it seems that Han Jiaren is idle when he is not working.

"Nuna, are you alone in such a big house?"

Zheng Chengxian said casually, he wanted to slap his mouth as soon as he finished speaking, not long after he divorced Yeon Jung-hoon, didn't he live alone!

"Hmm" Han Jiaren didn't seem to care, and replied with the sound of 'zila' stir-frying: "My parents don't live in Seoul and only come once in a long time, so it's usually me." ”

After all, it was a lady's room, and Zheng Chengxian was not easy to visit at will, so he walked into the kitchen looking for the fragrance of vegetables. I saw that Han Jiaren was busy in an orderly manner, and the ingredients ready to be put into the pot on the board were cut neatly.

"Does Nuna usually cook for herself?"

Jung Sung-hyun leaned against the door frame, not in the slightest intention of helping. Han Jiaren is a master of cooking at a glance, so don't be ugly about her two times.

"Yes, it's unhygienic to eat outside, so it's more safe to make it yourself."

Han Jiaren replied while scooping up the vegetables on the board with a knife and throwing them into the smoking oil pot, and the spatula in his hand flew up and down, with an unexpected beauty.

"Your performance today is really great, I listen to it in front of the TV, and I believe that tomorrow's newspaper headlines must be you again."

"Those are all false names" Zheng Chengxian touched his nose, looking a little proud.

Han Jiaren turned around and glanced at him, it was very good-looking!

"Look at your smugness!" After speaking, he continued to stir-fry: "That mask is Miss Li Yunxi, right?" Why doesn't she show her true face? ”

"According to her, she doesn't want to be recognized, saying that she wants to perform as an ordinary person, hoping that people will notice her music rather than her identity." Zheng Chengxian repeated Li Yunxi's words, and then smashed his mouth: "Actually, I think she is just weak-hearted, afraid that she will be embarrassed if she doesn't play well." ”

"Why do you always like to maliciously speculate on others?"

"Why am I maliciously speculating, didn't you see how white her face was when she came on the field, and her palms were full of sweat." Jung Sung-hyun argued.

"Stage fright?" Han Jiaren turned her head and asked worriedly.

"I'm so scared!"

"And what about later? How did you fix it? ”

"Later, I gave her some wine, and ......" Zheng Chengxian suddenly stopped, not knowing whether to say that or not. After waiting for a while and not hearing the following, Han Jiaren turned around and asked strangely:

"What else?"

Han Jiaren has always given people the impression of being gentle, intellectual and considerate, caring about the people around her like a sister. In contrast, Zheng Chengxian, whose mental age is far beyond her, sometimes looks like a child. So Zheng Chengxian is willing to tell her many things.

After just a short pause, Zheng Chengxian told everything that happened. Han Jiaren didn't interject, just chopped vegetables with 'tuk tuk' and stir-fried vegetables with 'zizilala'.

After Zheng Chengxian finished speaking, her dishes were almost fried.

"That's the way it is, I was really just afraid that she would be nervous, so I took her hand. I don't have any bad thoughts at all. Zheng Chengxian's final summary of grievances.

"Alright, it's ready to eat!"

Han Jiaren ignored him and instructed Zheng Chengxian to do things: "You take these out, I'll clean them up." ”

"Oh!"

Zheng Chengxian is like a gluttonous child, attracted by the food, he immediately forgot the previous unpleasantness, and obediently served the food out.

Korean food is mostly steamed and cooked, or it is cold salad, and it is not fried much. Han Jiaren knew that Zheng Chengxian liked Chinese food, so she made it for him. I have to say that her craftsmanship is quite good, and the dishes that are fried and fried are full of color and fragrance, and Zheng Chengxian drools when she sees it.

"Nuna, when did you learn Chinese food, it looks great?"

Zheng Chengxian couldn't wait to pick up a piece and put it in his mouth, his eyes lit up, and he turned around and gave Han Jiaren a thumbs up: "Awesome, it's even better than what is done in those restaurants!" ”

"Why don't you wash your hands!"

Han Jiaren scolded lightly and did not appreciate it. Zheng Chengxian obediently ran to wash his hands, and sat at the table honestly waiting for Han Jiaren to serve him a meal.

"I usually don't have much to do at home, so I just collected some recipes on the Internet and practiced them when I had time."

"Nuna is really virtuous, who wants to marry you is really a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes." Zheng Chengxian couldn't help but praise it, and after saying it, he regretted wanting to pump himself.

Han Jia's body was stunned for a moment, and then he continued to serve the meal as if nothing happened: "It's his blessing, but it's not necessarily my blessing!" ”

"Nuna, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Jung Sung-hyun said guiltily.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of people when things are done." Han Jiaren handed the rice to Zheng Chengxian and sat down himself: "Let's eat." ”

Seeing that she only served one bowl, Zheng Chengxian asked differently: "Don't you eat it?" ”

"I don't have the habit of eating so late" Han Jiaren shook her head: "You eat, I'll just watch it." After saying that, he dragged his chin with one arm and stared at him without blinking.

Zheng Chengxian bowed his head and took a bite of food strangely, smiling and praising from time to time, but Han Jiaren always smiled and did not respond.

"It is said that the most important thing for two people to live together is to trust each other, but this is easy to say, but it is very difficult to really do it." Just when Zheng Chengxian was uncomfortable, Han Jiaren suddenly said:

"Misunderstanding is like a nail in the wall, even though you pull the nail out, the hole is still there. Even if you repaint, you won't forget that there's a hole there. When there are more and more holes, the wall will eventually be destroyed. ”

Han Jiaren suddenly reached out and pressed on Zheng Chengxian's hand, his eyes were full of concern:

"This is how Yeon Jung-hoon and I ended, I really don't want you and Baolan to go through this too." (To be continued.) )