The influence of feelings that we breathe together.
————Excerpted from Choi Soo-young’s essay “I am an Artist”
…………
It's another Saturday, the sun is shining brightly, but the autumn wind is slowly blowing as time goes by. At least now Hyoyeon's small fan has been put away.
Finally, Hyoyeon listened to his mother and put on long sleeves. He danced with the teacher at the dance school all morning, and he remembered a few things that he shouldn't make when dancing to prevent himself from making the same mistakes. He didn't sweat much, after all.
Hyoyeon's physical strength has improved recently and he has exercised some muscles.
Although Hyoyeon feels like crying every time he looks at his muscles. Although he wants to gain strength, he absolutely hates muscles, especially the muscles on his limbs. Smooth lines are what we pursue, okay?
!Yuri has made fun of her more than once by sneaking attacks on her little muscles. Woohoo!
Thinking of Yuri, Xiaoyuan got angry. Ah! She wanted to give herself a holiday this afternoon... At least she didn't want to go to the company, and she wanted to find someone to go shopping with. Who knew to call Sika all over the place?
Xiuying and Yoona are already at the company. Xiaoxian is learning piano with her mother at home today and has no time. But Kwon Yuri... she said that she is going to the beach now. She has two days and one night at Quanjia Beach in Goyang. She has no time at all.
Spend time with her. Imagining Yuri eating there now and replying to her words in a leisurely and content tone, Xiaoyuan felt blue veins pop out.
Yeah! I haven’t seen you, the guy who once wanted to be a swimmer, go into the water all day long in the summer, but you’re still full of energy in the fall!
When he got home at noon, Hyoyeon made something casually, picked up a piece of radish, imagined that this was the seafood Yuri was eating, and took a big bite! Well, there was no taste at all!
Oh! How boring! Putting down his chopsticks and biting the last piece of sausage, Hyoyeon hummed a song and started washing the dishes.
Alas! I’m really used to it!
At half past twelve, Xiaoyuan returned to her small bedroom, took out a towel and wiped the water stains on her hands, then sat down on the bed, picked up her cherished little guitar and gently tried the sound. This was
She earned it with her hard work.
Hyoyeon is used to having time to take care of breakfast, wash dishes, etc. Hyoyeon and her mother usually come home late, and they almost never eat dinner at home. There are basically no dishes for her to wash, and she can only do more on weekends.
point.
Of course, giving my mother a foot massage every day is also essential. Although Hyoyeon’s mother is very happy, she has no idea that she is already Hyoyeon’s experimental subject in this academic field. It seems that there are several acupuncture points that can reduce muscle mass.
of!
So, Hyoyeon’s mother, who was very happy that her daughter had become sensible, bought her this little pink guitar that Hyoyeon had wanted for a long time!
Now, as soon as Hyoyeon returns home, the first thing he does is to clean himself up quickly, change into clean pajamas, and then pick up the guitar to practice.
Life is so pleasant!
Taking out his notebook, Hyoyeon opened the song he had recently composed.
Um, I haven't finished "Painting" yet! I've only written a little bit of "Red, Yellow, Blue"! Um, it seems I've been too greedy recently.
Talking softly about the new song I made, well, such a soft tune seems not suitable for playing on the guitar! Let Xiaoxian play it on the piano tomorrow. Anyway, anyone can use the piano in the basement!
By the way, how about this being the theme song of "Love Operation Team"?
hey-hey!
"Only Me"! Start!
————————————————
The shining stars and soft lights push me into a carefree dreamland
There is no need to look at the ambiguous movements between you and her, and there is no need to think about the sweet kiss between you and her.
Will I be your girl in my dream? Can I talk to you on the phone, and be no stranger to you?
Will you always be there when I call you?
Will I be your girl in my dream? Can I be face to face with you, and can I be with you without any reluctance?
When I miss you, will you appear at any time?
Will I be your girl in my dream? Can I hold hands with you without any embarrassment?
Will you show up at any time when I want to see you?
How happy I am looking at your face that I have missed for a long time!
————————————————
Um, is this word a bit too resentful? I need to change it again. Xiaoyuan scratched his head unconsciously. It seems that he has been resentful recently.
Being "bullied" by Sika, "bullied" by Yuli, "bullied" by Xiuying, "bullied" by Xiaoxian (?)... Oh! I have been so unlucky recently!
Thinking about something, Hyoyeon fell back on the bed, placed the small guitar on his stomach, and gently stroked the strings with his right hand, as if helping Yuri smooth her hair.
Go bully Yoona in the afternoon! This little girl has been working too hard in practice recently, completely ignoring her age and body's endurance limit, hurting herself all the time, and worrying herself and other unnies all the time. What a child.
, she doesn’t understand the principle of relaxation at all. Both Yuli and Xiaoxian have “trained” her several times, but she doesn’t know how to change. I don’t know if Yoona’s parents will lock her up when they see her injuries.
She is not allowed to come to the company at home. Speaking of which, it seems that she has never met Yoona's parents! She has only met her sister. When I asked Xiaoxian, she didn't know, or maybe she knew but didn't want to say it! Um, is there anything?
secret?
It’s better not to go. I don’t know what’s going on with Sika these past two days. She’s been very angry every day. Counting the time, it seems that it’s not that or something! I don’t understand!
In this way, Hyoyeon's paranoia caused the time to jump directly to one o'clock in the afternoon. Hyoyeon, who was already a little sleepy, started to think seriously about whether to go to the company!
Well, it’s so troublesome. Making a decision is the most troublesome thing! I definitely have a choice of depression! Hyoyeon held his head and shook for a while, distressed. However, Hyoyuan suddenly shook and the small guitar almost fell to the ground, which made him desperately
Hyoyeon almost broke into a cold sweat when he brought it back.
"Xiao Qian! I still have to rely on you!" Xiaoyuan looked at the thousand-yuan coin in his hand with tears in his eyes. It was an affectionate relationship, but it was just a kiss!
Well, the numbers will go to the company! The flowers...just, they are lying at home, perfecting "painting". Xiuying has been urging her for almost a month, and I think she is running out of patience!
Xiaoqian! It all depends on you! Xiaoyuan kissed the thousand-yuan coin and held it up in a dangling way!
I throw it!
————————————————
Xiaoyuan looked at the small yellow building in front of him and felt speechless.
Why did I come to the company even though it was a flower? The black lines on Hyoyeon’s face were so obvious that she was speechless to herself!
Rubbing her forehead with her left hand, Xiaoyuan walked into this small yellow building that could realize her dream!
Perhaps, this is the reason...
Isn't it?
————————————————
ps: Taoist Master said it well! I have traveled through time! What kind of skill is it to plagiarize all the time! It would be great to write something similar. Time lines and other things are completely off-limits for me, who is a little bit Buddhist!
ps2: The ps above just means the same thing. How about the lyrics I wrote myself? Is it too sour? I’ve been feeling so sad lately!
