Shining Star Korean Entertainment

"You... it's up to you! If I don't pay you by then, don't ask me for it! I don't have any money!" Pu Xiaomin was bitter, puffed out her mouth, sat down and hit Lin Youmin's chest with her head,

As a result, he stumbled and fell into Lin Youmin's arms.

Lin You was so happy that he simply hugged Park Hyomin calmly and openly, like a soft rag doll, and said, "I don't mind, you can do it anytime. Didn't you just say,

At the worst, I'll pay you to me, I'll be happy to accept it."

"I...I'm joking!" Park Hyomin's face turned bitter as she struggled to get up.

Lin Youmin suddenly smiled, and subconsciously wanted to stroke the girl's hair.

Park Hyomin hid for a moment, pouted, and changed the topic, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about something happy. I don't want my life to become too dark. Yumin oppa, do you like playing guitar?"

"Do you know how to do this?" Lin You was stunned. According to the information he got from Quan Baolan, the "internal agent", Park Xiaomin seemed to like photography and design. He once considered studying design in college, but didn't listen.

She said she can also play guitar.

"Well, I'll play it for you, just wait a minute!" Park Xiaomin responded and ran away.

Lin Youmin shook his head helplessly. After Park Xiaomin walked away, he realized that this girl had really changed the topic like this. He wanted to touch the tip of his nose out of habit, and a faint fragrance lingered, and then he realized that this

It's the smell of Park Hyo Min, a bit fresh...

Holding the guitar in her arms, Park Xiaomin quickly walked out of the room. In such a long time, she had only played in front of Xu Yunrong once, so she was still a little unfamiliar.

Sitting down next to Lin Youmin, Park Hyomin fumbled and fiddled with something. Lin Youmin couldn't understand it anyway, and he didn't understand guitar. He just thought that the way Park Xiaomin held the guitar was particularly attractive, holding his chin.

, just watching her play around like this is not bad!

"It's adjusted." After a while, when Park Xiaomin adjusted the scale of each string of the guitar to the standard, he said to himself. "Youmin oppa, why are you looking at me like this!"

Park Hyo-min was stunned for a moment.

"I think you are very beautiful! You look so handsome holding the guitar!" Lin Youmin replied casually.

Park Hyo Min's face suddenly became filled with red, which extended directly to her ears. She tried her best to act as if nothing had happened, ignoring Lin Youmin who seemed to be speaking more and more unscrupulously. She was just adjusting her voice.

That's all...

"Meow~" The white cat named "Coal" squatted at Park Hyomin's feet, tilting its head, its yellow-green eyes showing confusion, not knowing what its owner was doing.

As a pure and simple cat, it is difficult for it to understand human emotions, perhaps not as much as it is interested in balls of thread.

Choking, choking, choking~

The crisp sound of the guitar sounded. From the initial unfamiliarity to the gradual proficiency, Park Hyo-min's fingertips of her left hand flexibly pressed the strings on the saddle of the guitar neck, and her right hand quickly plucked the strings.

"Close your forgotten eyes and stretch out your hands."

"It seems like I can find again the song of love hidden in the blue sky."

Along with the brisk rhythm of the guitar, Park Hyo-min opened and closed her lips, and her crisp singing voice with a hint of joy slowly floated in the dim room.

Lin You closed his eyes and listened quietly to Park Hyomin's sweet singing. From a professional perspective, Park Hyomin's singing skills cannot be said to be very good, or even average. After all, Park Hyomin has not been a trainee for long, but

Undoubtedly, sometimes songs are not simply measured by singing skills.

"La la la la la... humming in a low voice and whistling."

"Like the flower of happiness we discovered together."

"Open the window of forgetfulness, reach out and look out."

"Perhaps the love song entrusted to Aozora will appear again."

Lin Youmin was slightly stunned before he realized that this song seemed to be Castle in the Sky by Joe Hisaishi from Japan, but it had been slightly changed and turned into a Korean version.

No wonder it always feels familiar...

The fingertips were sliding rapidly on the strings. After singing to this point, Park Hyomin's brisk tone was slightly sad.

The left hand pressed the string notes skillfully and quickly on the pillow, and the right hand quickly moved the strings. As the brisk and slightly sad accompaniment was about to end, Park Hyo Min-sil, who had a hint of tranquility at the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath.

In one breath, the sweet voice rose again:

"La la la la la... humming in a low voice and whistling."

Accompanied by the crisp and melodious notes of the guitar, he paused with trembling, "Youmin oppa, how do you feel?"

"Great! It sounds great!" Lin Youmin, who closed his eyes and enjoyed the sweet singing, took a deep look at Park Hyomin, gave a thumbs up, and praised, anyway, he did think it sounded good.

"This is my favorite song! My sister also liked this song the most!" Park Hyo-min's eyes flashed with autumn water, filled with melancholy, and her words were filled with a little nostalgia and emotion.

Sigh... After agreeing not to be sad, Park Hyo-min unknowingly went down the path of sadness. Park Hyo-min felt embarrassed and gently wiped the guitar with the sleeve of her wrist. She sighed in her heart and tossed her hair melancholy.

"This is a very good song!" Park Hyo-min put down the guitar and raised her head. The lights on the ceiling were a little dazzling. She raised her arms towards the chandelier. As she spoke, she squinted her eyes and looked up at the radiating waves through the gap between her open palms.

He looked at the soft but somewhat dazzling light, then tilted his head. Before Lin Youmin could speak, Park Hyomin's soft voice came again.

"In the past, my parents suddenly left, which made me feel sad all the time. This also made me not realize that there were people around me who I could love for the rest of my life. But later, my grandma and sister and their family treated me very well.

It’s really good…oppa, can you understand?”

Park Xiaomin didn't say any more, but Lin Youmin understood what she meant.

…

...The two of them were just silent. Park Hyomin played the guitar to Lin Youmin. Lin Youmin had no research on this and naturally had no common language. He could only listen quietly from the perspective of appreciation.

After listening for a while, watching time pass by little by little,

It would be really inappropriate to stay any longer, so Lin Youmin had no choice but to say goodbye to Park Hyomin. He still had to go back to the crew for filming tomorrow! When he arrived at the door, Park Hyomin suddenly hugged Lin Youmin,

As soon as they left, he lowered his head and muttered, "Do you think I am

A very scheming person?" "No...I was planning to help you, wasn't I?" Lin Youmin touched Park Hyomin's head. How could he not know? If Park Hyomin had no plan, how could he?

Are you willing to tell him these things for no reason? And you even brought him to your

At home, but, as he said, who cares... Lin Youmin hugged the girl gently and looked at her seriously, "This is not scheming, it is a way to protect yourself, you know?

?What is this? It will be good for you in the future! Park Xiaomin, do you understand?"

Park Xiaomin nodded understandingly, not sure whether he understood or not.