In the early morning, the noisy car horns instead of alarm clocks urge busy Seoul citizens, as if to match the festive atmosphere, the tower room also unknowingly climbed on the frost, the water basin placed at the door formed a thin layer of ice, and the external unit of the air conditioner made a low and noisy turning sound, bringing a little excitement to the deserted balcony of the house tower room.

"Whew~" gently exhaled the hot air in his mouth, watching it gradually dissipate into the air, Zheng Yucheng tightened the wool hat on his head, the cold air has swept through Seoul since yesterday, and the weather that was gradually warming up was shrouded in the cold wind again, Zheng Yucheng also had to take out his winter clothes and put them on, "It's really cold, this day ......" muttered the sudden cold in his mouth, locked the door and reinserted his hand into the warm pocket, stepping on the hoarfrost of the house tower house Zheng Yucheng started a day of gagman life.

At 7:00 a.m., Apgujeong, where people come and go, is like a stream of people who follow the procedure, everyone spends their long or wonderful life in the morning and evening, and the busy Seoul drives the citizens living in the city from the morning, and Jung Woo Cheng, who walks through the flow of people, is like a pedestrian who is in a hurry around him, ordinary or ...... Similar.

Walk to the bus platform, the previous bus just took away the passengers on the platform, there will always be an aunt pushing a stove there to sell hot sweet potatoes on the side of the slightly deserted station, life always forces everyone, work hard, "Ah Zun Ma (aunt), (please) give me a sweet potato!" The crisp girl's voice and Zheng Yucheng's voice coincidentally appeared in front of the sweet potato's aunt's stall, although the girl's voice was slightly immature, but she could still hear her politeness between the lines.

"Okay!" Aunt Sweet Potato picked up two steaming sweet potatoes with her rough hands, didn't seem to feel the hot temperature in her hands at all, skillfully put them in two paper bags, and handed them to Zheng Yucheng and the girl wearing the student's school uniform, with a simple and kind smile on her face, "Come, I specially picked a big one for the two of you, be careful to burn the ......"

"Thank you~" Zheng Yucheng took the sweet potato in his aunt's hand with both hands, looking at his movements very naturally, and the girl on the side was still a little immature and did not show a surprised look, obviously Zheng Yucheng did not do this once or twice, blinked his bright eyes, took the sweet potato transferred from his hand, and said thank you in a low voice, but he didn't know that this thank you was said to Zheng Yucheng or the aunt who sold sweet potatoes.

The cold wind swept through the 2144 station of Apgujeong, blowing confetti scattered on the ground, swaying and falling with the wind. The pedestrians on the road carried goosebumps on their backs with the biting cold wind, and they couldn't help but tighten their clothes, speed up their pace, and come and go in a hurry......

In the deserted station of No. 2144, the man and the girl sat alone at both ends of the wooden chair at the bus stop, neither close nor estranged, there seemed to be an invisible tacit understanding between the two, without too many words of conversation, silently eating the steaming sweet potato in the hand, but there seemed to be only a communication between the two.

Gulping down the steaming sweet potatoes in his hand, the hot sweet potatoes tumbled in the air and cooled down before being swallowed, Zheng Yucheng gnawed on the sweet potatoes in the paper bag, looked up at the hurried pedestrians in front of him from time to time, and then lowered his head and concentrated on eating his sweet potatoes, and the sweet potatoes in his hands had been reduced by half in the blink of an eye.

Compared with Zheng Yucheng's "rude" way of eating, the girl sitting not far from him looked much more elegant, biting a small piece of hot sweet potato, chewing the rough sweet potato meat, as the girl's cheeks chewed the original flesh seemed to bulge cute little buns, a pair of bright eyes seemed to say silent words, even if a small piece of sweet potato skin fell off would pick up and put it in a paper bag, sometimes the girl would turn her head to look at the man next to her with her crystal eyes, and then turn back to eat the sweet potato in her hand, It seems that the communication between the two is limited to the moment when they take the sweet potato, and there is no communication at all.

When did you start eating sweet potatoes together, maybe Zheng Yucheng himself has forgotten it, maybe it was just a coincidence that he ate sweet potatoes on the same chair, or maybe he happened to buy sweet potatoes together. For Zheng Yucheng, why he likes to eat sweet potatoes is not that he likes them, but that he only happens to sell sweet potatoes at the station, and he only has the money to eat sweet potatoes.

In fact, sometimes Zheng Yucheng will look forward to the day when this quiet girl eating sweet potatoes will say to himself that he has seen himself appear on TV, and then tell himself with some surprise that he is a gagman. It's a pity, is he still too famous, but how many people will see the fleeting performance in "Funny Concert"?

Swallowed the last piece of sweet potato in his hand, crumpled the paper bag into a ball and threw it into the trash bin next to him, the girl who was watching Zheng Yucheng opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, not far away, the 2144 bus drove unhurriedly towards the station, Zheng Yucheng immediately stood up and slapped the small pieces of sweet potatoes on his body down.

He was about to walk towards the bus stop, but he suddenly stopped his pace, turned his head to look at the girl on the other side of the standing chair, and waved his hand with a bright smile on his face, "See you tomorrow!" Then he turned around and hurried to the parked bus, and then disappeared at the door......

"See you tomorrow......" As the figure disappeared, the girl's crisp voice sounded slowly, and she said to the 2144 bus that was already heading for Yeouido.

"What's the matter, Xiaoxian is looking at the bus in a daze again?" The playful voice sounded in the girl's ears, and at some point, the delicate girl with a white schoolbag beside her was already quietly standing there, dressed in the same school uniform as the girl, but revealing a quirky appearance.

"Yun'er Ernie, good morning~" greeted the girl called Yun'er in a proper manner, Xu Zhuxian's serious appearance suddenly made Yun'er in front of her bitter, although she has known each other for a long time, but for Xiaoxian's serious appearance, Lin Yun'er still feels a headache.

"That's right," as if thinking of something, Yun'er leaned on the girl's body and sniffed it vigorously as she saw it on TV, and then looked at her with a serious face in the inexplicable eyes of the girl named Xu Zhuxian and said, "Xiaoxian, are you eating sweet potatoes again?" I have to sigh that Yun'er really smelled the smell of sweet potatoes magically, although Xu Zhuxian still held the uneaten sweet potatoes in her hands.

"Hmm." nodded, and Xu Zhuxian, who didn't know why, nodded seriously.

"Alas, Xiaoxian, what do you want me to say about you, why do you like sweet potatoes so much?" Hearing Xu Zhuxian's answer, Yun'er immediately looked like this, sighed, and showed a helpless expression on her originally delicate face, "Aren't you tired of eating every day?" "If she is asked Lin Yun'er to eat, let alone sweet potatoes and even Hangeok, no, Hanniu will not get tired of eating it, or sweet potatoes, it will definitely be tired of eating.

"But, Yun'er Oni, sweet potatoes are healthy food, why are they good for the body?" Blinking those bright eyes, Seo Joo-hyun said to Yun'a in a serious tone, "No one doesn't like good things." ”

"I see, only Xiaoxian will not get tired of eating sweet potatoes like this, if others would never want to eat sweet potatoes again......"

"How come, Yun'er Oni, must ......" Hearing Yun'er's words, Xu Zhuxian immediately retorted, for some reason Zheng Yucheng's figure suddenly flashed in her mind, if it was him, it shouldn't be......

"Okay, okay, I know, the cars are here, Xiaoxian, let's go, roar~" immediately interrupted Xu Zhuxian's "preaching" Yun'er breathed a sigh of relief and looked excitedly at the bus that "saved her life", learning the mantra of a funny artist who looked at it from nowhere, and urged Xu Zhuxian, who was still "preaching" alone, in the tone of a little boy.

"Yun'er Oni, don't learn to speak in such a voice, it's not good."

"Alas~Why, roar~"

"Yoon-Oni ......"

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