Four o'clock in the afternoon, Busan Metropolitan City, Gamcheon Culture Village.

Zheng Enlin held the folk souvenir she had just bought in her hand and stood on the hillside, staring at the colorful low-rise buildings in front of her.

The Gamcheon Culture and Art Village in Busan, South Korea, is known as the Santorini of Busan. It is a beautiful small village built on the mountain. It was once a dilapidated slum area, and it still retains the traces of Busan’s modern history. Later, under the government

Thanks to its creation, it has become a famous cultural attraction.

The style of the houses in Gamcheon Cultural Village is very exotic. Various watercolor murals can be seen everywhere on the walls of the houses, which are full of literary and artistic freshness.

When the movie was filmed here before, Zheng Enlin didn't have the chance to take a walk in the village due to the heavy shooting tasks. This time she pestered Zheng Yusheng to accompany her, and she was able to enjoy the date time between the two of them without any scruples.

"That's the little prince's coffee house over there, right? It's really popular on the Internet."

“Hey, I don’t know where there is a shop that sells fish cakes. I heard that the fish cakes here are super delicious.”

Since Zheng promised personally that he would help Zheng Enlin get over the influence of her role, the two naturally spent a lot of time together in private.

Zheng Yusheng has an inexplicable feeling of indulgence towards Zheng Enlin.

So far, Zheng Yusheng has not refused all the tentative requests made by girls.

As the client, Zheng Enlin can certainly feel Zheng Yusheng's connivance towards her, and feels at ease.

No, taking advantage of the fact that neither of them had any work for the time being, she just asked Zheng Yusheng to drive to Busan with her.

"Oh, it's a love lock!"

When the two of them slowly walked to the observation deck, Zheng Enlin's sharp eyes saw the lover's lock hanging on the railing next to it, and she excitedly waved to Zheng Yusheng.

"Senior, shall we hang one together?"

Zheng Yusheng shook his head, stopped where he was, and did not walk over again.

"Forget it, I'll hang it up myself." After being rejected, Zheng Enlin walked aside angrily. Zheng Yusheng watched her choose a pink lover's lock with great posture, then picked up a pen and wrote something seriously on the lock,

He sighed helplessly.

He suddenly felt very greedy.

He clearly knows how Zheng Enlin feels about him now, and he knows that Zheng Enlin's current love for him is pathological and abnormal, but he is still greedy and wants more, eager to get along with him more, but on the surface, he is covering it up with a false name.

A cover for "help".

How selfish.

Zheng Yusheng stood there, thinking very clearly.

How despicable.

he.

After happily hanging up the love lock, Zheng Enlin returned to Zheng Yusheng and asked him to guess what she had just written on the lock.

However, because of this sudden feeling of self-abandonment, Zheng Yusheng was completely out of the good mood for the tour. When Zheng Enlin stood next to him and talked to him, the man was also a little absent-minded.

The girl observed him silently for a while, then walked away without saying a word.

There is also a wishing point next to the observation deck where many love locks are hung. Next to a small artificially carved fountain, there are many blessing guards and small boards with different wishes hanging on the stone platform.

Zheng Enlin walked to the fountain and squatted down. The clear water flowed out. She poured a handful of water on her hand. One of her fair and soft hands was dipped in the ice-cold spring water, as if she was lying silently in a mountain stream.

A piece of jade was poured, pure white and clean.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... After almost five or six seconds, Zheng Enlin raised the hand soaked in the water and pinched it hard.

Two red marks immediately appeared on the originally white back of the hand, like peach petals falling on the white snow.

She watched, unsatisfied, and continued to increase her strength. As expected, the back of her hand showed much more serious marks than before, which even looked a little scary at first glance.

"What's going on?" Zheng Yusheng, who had readjusted his mentality, walked to Zheng Enlin and found that the entire back of her left hand was red and swollen, and he frowned.

"I did it myself." Zheng Enlin kept her crouched position, tilted her head and looked at Zheng Yusheng who was condescending.

"Because I want you to care about me."

The man's frown deepened a bit.

An emotion similar to anger emerged in his heart because Zheng Enlin deliberately hurt himself. However, the next second, he tried hard to suppress this feeling, squatted down like a compromise, and took a closer look at Zheng Enlin's red face.

All over the back of the hand.

"Don't do this next time."

Zheng Yusheng sighed softly, thinking that he shouldn't be angry.

The girl was just affected by the character, she herself is not such a paranoid character.

She just needs his care and longs for his help.

"You can't do this again next time, you know?"

One of Zheng Enlin's hands was gently held up by Zheng Yusheng. She felt the man's concern at this moment and the distress he unconsciously showed, and she smiled with satisfaction.

"Well, I understand. I promise I will never do this again next time."

After leaving the observation deck, Zheng Yusheng first went to a nearby pharmacy to buy ointment for Zheng Enlin to wipe on her hands.

When it was time to have dinner, the two of them did not go to the popular Internet celebrity restaurants mentioned in the guide. Instead, they found a Korean food restaurant located halfway up the mountain and owned by local residents.

The area of ​​the shop is not large, it can even be said to be small. The shop owners are an elderly couple. They are not interested in the Korean entertainment industry, and they did not recognize the identities of Jung Eun-lin and Jung Woo-sung as actors. Do a good job.

After two hot set meals, we went back to the room connected to the restaurant to watch TV.

"Sure enough, experts are among the people. This kelp soup is really delicious, and the fish cakes made by my aunt are also super delicious!"

Zheng Enlin does not have a lively personality. In fact, many times, she is not keen on socializing at all. Since her debut, she can count on two hands the number of acquaintances in the industry that she can contact in her address book.

However, Zheng Yusheng is different to her. Zheng Enlin can always show her little daughter attitude without any baggage in front of Zheng Yusheng. She hopes that men's eyes can always follow her.

She hoped that every moment, every moment when he looked at her, he could show a knowing smile.

After eating in the store, the two simply tidied up and started walking back along the mountain road.

At this moment, the sky had completely darkened, and the originally colorful short-house villages began to light up one by one.

The warm orange lights set off each other and beautifully lit up the entire cultural village. From a distance, it looked like a bright pearl embedded in the boundless night, shining brightly.

Zheng Enlin was wrapped in a light-colored coat and walked gently along the village mountain road in the evening breeze.

Most of her delicate little face is buried in the warm collar. Her long black hair falls smoothly on her shoulders. A pair of clear amber eyes are beautifully reflected in the night breeze and evening lamp. Her thick and curled eyelashes are fluttering gently, casting a shadow under her eyes.

It adds a little dark shadow and looks soft and fragile.

On the way back, the two of them passed by a boutique store with the lights still on. Many exquisite-looking envelopes, greeting cards and hand-painted postcards were neatly placed in the store. Next to the small round table in the corner for tourists to rest and write, there was a line posted with a Q-print pattern.

Words: special language, written for special people.

Zheng Enlin's gaze rested quietly on the word special for a long time. She raised her head to look at Zheng Yusheng next to her. The man was also staring at the cute string of words at the moment, as if he was thinking about something.

"Am I someone special to seniors?"

After leaving the boutique, the two walked together on the quiet mountain road.

When she asked this question in a natural tone, Zheng Enlin did not look at Zheng Yusheng.

Her eyes were always looking straight ahead, at the flat and wide front.

"Well, of course." The man should be smiling at this moment, and Zheng Enlin could sense a shallow and gentle smile from his answer.

"You are special, Enlin."

"Does senior like me?" Saying this, Zheng Enlin stopped walking forward, "Does senior like me like this?"

The other party didn't answer for a while.

Under the dim yellow street lights, the small flowers in the bushes were also dyed a light golden color.

The cool evening breeze blew gently, kissing the trembling flowers.

Also brought late answers.

"Yes, I like it."

Zheng Yusheng said this while looking at Zheng Enlin. After hearing this answer, the girl finally had the courage to raise her head. She looked up at him and her eyes fell into a gentle and clear black sea, so beautiful and so deep.

After getting the answer she wanted most, the girl couldn't help but smile. A bright and cheerful smile appeared on her face. Zheng Yusheng knew that this smile belonged to Zheng Enlin, so he couldn't help but raise a gentle smile.

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The little orange light falling at the end of the eyes and the slightly curved lines bring a mature charm that makes people's hearts beat.

"I know that senior cannot lie, so you must not go back on your word~"

The girl should be extremely happy at this moment, with a playful tone of excitement, and joy written all over her eyes and brows.

Zheng Yusheng looked at Zheng Enlin like this, he sighed silently, and finally said some cruel unfinished words.

"But that doesn't mean anything, Enlin."

Zheng Enlin smiled, blinked, and looked at him as if feeling something.

"Like doesn't mean anything." Zheng Yusheng endured the sudden sour feeling in his heart and finished the next words with his usual tolerant attitude.

"I just like it."

The joyful smile on Zheng Enlin's face gradually faded, "I just like it? This is a very precious thing, isn't it?"

"Like is indeed precious, but my liking for you is not." Under the night, in the evening breeze, the man said categorical words, but there was sadness and melancholy in his handsome eyebrows.

"I'm a mean person, Enlin."

"My love is not precious at all."
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