Chapter 85 Do you want to watch a movie?
The fragile cherry blossom branches opened the door a crack, and finally the familiar hand made the two sides, one dark and one bright, show the same light.
He took the cherry blossoms back, held out a hand, tilted his head and smiled at Ye-eun, "Happy birthday."
Holding his hand, Ye-eun couldn't control her expression. Joy overflowed from her eyes and her words became incoherent: "Why did you come back? Wasn't your passport confiscated? Why didn't you contact me after you came back? What if I hadn't come? And these cherry blossoms were not brought back from Japan? And what's wrong with your hairstyle..."
There were too many questions. Quan Zhilong took her hand and sat on their small stool. From childhood to adulthood, the stool had been changed countless times, but the people were always the two of them.
He placed the cherry blossom strip in Yien's hand, supporting his chin with one hand. Seeing her looking at the cherry blossoms carefully, the corners of his mouth rose and he answered her questions one by one.
"I said I wanted to celebrate your birthday with you, and I promised Nan Guo that I would be back before the day after tomorrow, and he gave me his passport."
"If you don't show up by eleven, I'll call you. I'm not stupid."
"Isn't this Mohawk nice? I quite like it."
He left Sakura's question to the end. Staring at Ye-eun who couldn't suppress her smile, Kwon Ji-yong, whose body and mind were exhausted from rushing to catch up with the schedule, instantly felt incomparable happiness and satisfaction.
He lowered his head and touched the fragile petals with his fingertips. The faint floral scent mixed with the faint scent of his perfume and his whispered words gradually penetrated into Ye-eun's brain, "The speed at which cherry blossoms fall is five centimeters per second. How fast do I have to fall in order to meet you?" (1)
The words sounded familiar, but Ye-eun couldn't remember where she had seen them for a moment, so she tilted her head. Seeing her confused look, Quan Zhilong smiled and patted her head, "Open the gifts first."
Ye-eun placed her hands on her knees, really concentrating on the gift, "What kind of shoes are you going to give me this time?"
Ever since he gave himself a pair of little red shoes on his birthday as a child, he has always included shoes in his gifts every year.
However, this time Quan Zhilong touched his nose and muttered softly: "I won't give you shoes in the future."
Ye-eun chuckled. She knew without being asked that it was a Korean tradition that lovers did not give each other shoes as a gift.
Although they are not lovers yet.
She lowered her head and let Quan Zhilong gather the hair on the back of her neck in his hands. As his hair was passed, his slightly rough skin brought a tingling sensation as it stroked her neck, and tiny goose bumps appeared on her arms. Yien lowered her head, and the heat spread from her neck to her cheeks, and then to the tips of her ears.
Noticing her ears starting to turn red, Quan Zhilong chuckled and placed the necklace he had bought close to her collarbone. As he put it on from front to back, his hand inevitably touched her sensitive skin again, and tiny bumps popped up again where the two touched.
Wearing the necklace brought a hint of coolness, but it did not alleviate the heat. Instead, it aggravated the original heat because the conflict between the two feelings was too obvious.
The light was dim. He lowered his head to fasten the double-headed clasp on the back of the necklace. His hot breath hit his skin, and it seemed that even small bumps were beginning to appear on the back of his neck. Ye-eun couldn't help but whispered, "Are you done?"
Quan Zhilong fastened the necklace buckle, a smile in his eyes, he lowered his head and gently kissed the back of her neck, whispering "hmm".
The vibration in his throat was transmitted to her body through the touching skin, and it seemed that at that moment, their heartbeats began to synchronize.
The touch was completely different from her hand, and Ye-eun immediately realized what it was. Her ears turned red, and she raised her hand to cover the back of her neck, but was afraid that her fingertips would poke him. While she was hesitating, he raised his head and said gently: "Ye-eun, happy 18th birthday."
Yien lowered her head, pinched the small cherry blossom on her collarbone with her fingers, and said with curved eyes, "Thank you."
The candles on the cake were lit and then blew out by the two. Kwon Ji-yong lowered his head and cut the cake. The piece for Ye-eun always had the word "happy" on it.
While she was eating the cake, Kwon Ji-yong suddenly seemed to remember something. He turned around and laid his small suitcase flat. After unzipping it, he found small gifts piled together in a hurry.
Earrings representing debut gifts, bracelets as New Year's Eve gifts, and even all kinds of random but unique small gifts, Kwon Ji-Dragon made up for every important day he missed at once.
He introduced each one to Ye-eun, as if to say everything he hadn't been able to say in person for three months, "Is this earring the same one you picked out when we first went to get our ears pierced? I bought it when I first arrived in Japan."
"This little hat, didn't you say you wanted a Pikachu hat when you were a kid? But no store sold it at the time, so I bought it for you this time."
"And this. When I was recording a program, I saw these clay lamps being sold outside the TV station. Doesn't it look like the little frog we made when we were playing in the mud one time... this, this..."
He talked on and on, and Yien sat beside him and listened quietly, occasionally taking the small gift from his hand and expressing her own opinions.
Ye-eun, who came with nothing but got a whole suitcase, burst out laughing and adjusted the bracelet on her hand. It was obviously the necklace that Ye-eun liked. Those bracelets were his usual mix-and-match style, with beads of different colors, various novelty stones, and even a string of small Pokémon peripherals.
Expensive, cheap, branded, from street stalls, as long as he likes them, he will mix them all together and wear them. After getting used to it, Ye Eun actually found this way of wearing very interesting.
The mess of bracelets matched together strangely harmoniously. Ye-eun turned the Pokémon bracelet around and asked with a smile, "Why did you suddenly buy Pokémon peripherals?"
After introducing all the gifts, Quan Zhilong lowered his head and stuffed the cake that Ye Eun had eaten a few bites of into his mouth. His eyes widened with some shock: "When I came back today, I realized that today seems to be the anniversary of the release of Pokémon."
He was in a hurry to leave, but he remembered the tearful look on Yien's face when she looked at the dead Pokémon when she couldn't defeat a level when she was a child. He stopped and asked the stall owners, and only then did he know that Pokémon and Yien had the same birthday.
"Please, stay behind me!" Kwon Ji-yong raised his hand childishly. His face has grown up in the past two years and no longer has the baby fat, but when he talked about the game lines they often said when they were children, it seemed as if they had never changed.
Yien immediately followed up, also raising her hands and doing the classic elf gesture, smiling, "Let me be your support!"
The two couldn't help laughing when they talked about the lines they said every day ten years ago. Quan Zhilong glanced at the time. It was already past midnight. He put all his things back into the suitcase, squatted in front of the suitcase and said to Yien, "Take your things back. I'll stay for a while and go directly to the airport when it's daybreak."
He was not sleepy at all now, and was even incredibly awake because of seeing Yi Eun, but Yi Eun started to yawn.
However, Ye Eun tilted her head, shook her head, pulled up her luggage, stood up, and said to Quan Zhilong: "How about we go out and play? Play all night."
Since coming to YG, they have been busy with practice and have hardly ever gone out together. Even if they do go out, they must return to the dormitory on time.
Now that both of them have debuted, their managers no longer check on them every day like before. Ye-eun said to the somewhat shocked Quan Zhilong, "Let's play for the whole night, are you going to leave?"
"...Date, let's go." Quan Zhilong laughed. After all, the two of them were not "law-abiding" children. "But I have no money. You have to pay for all the fun."
Ye-eun's cheeks flushed, and amid Kwon Ji-yong's teasing, she shouted, "It's not a date! No! I just want to go out and have fun with you!"
"Okay, okay, it's not a date. Just going out to play for the two of us?" Quan Zhilong laughed. Seeing that her face was getting redder, he raised his hand and took her hand. "Just take me out to play, okay?"
The luggage was stored with the security uncle. One of them wore a Pikachu hat and the other wore a black baseball cap. The black masks covered the lower half of their faces. Their outfit looked normal in the early spring.
However, the two of them still had some rationality and communicated in Chinese. Kwon Ji-yong's habit of always speaking a few words with an accent and even using idioms randomly when speaking Chinese made Ye-eun, who was holding the doll, couldn't help laughing out loud: "Don't make me laugh, I can't hold it anymore!"
Although there are not as many people in South Korea's shopping malls and amusement parks in the early morning as during the day, there are occasionally a few couples passing by, and even passers-by holding coffee and fitness clothes and preparing to go to the gym on the upper floor.
When they saw two "young lovers" standing in front of the claw machine and talking in Chinese, they all turned their heads and took a look.
He looked like an artist, but spoke a foreign language. They looked at him again and again in confusion.
The two of them didn't care about the stares they were looking at. When they heard Yi Eun say that he made her laugh, Kwon Ji-yong's eyes showed a hint of confusion. He asked her what was so funny about Chinese.
Seeing that Yi-eun's claws were hooking in vain again, and couldn't even let the hook touch the doll, he made a "tsk" sound, patted Yi-eun's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Let me do it, your level is only half a catty, but I am eight ounces."
“……”Who is the same as you! He must have thought that the half catty here meant five taels. Yien did not correct his confident words, but stepped aside with her eyes curved. She stood in front of the claw machine and directed Quan Zhilong, "This, this, I want this."
The doll she was pointing at was a little pig placed in the corner, its pink butt looking at the two of them with disdain. Quan Zhilong looked at the piglet's position from the side, then went back to the front to measure the distance, and quickly bent down and confidently controlled the slide bar to move the hook above the piglet.
"Oh my god, I caught the dolls with my friends in one try." Seeing his claws ready above, he was full of confidence and unconsciously used the interjections he was used to when speaking Korean, "Watch carefully, don't blink!"
Ye-eun also nodded seriously, and the moment he pressed the round button, both of them looked at the claw with anticipation.
Caught! Three hooks grabbed the piglet's round butt and swung it upwards.
The two men opened their eyes wide and held their breath at the same time, fearing that their exhaled breath would blow through the plastic window towards the claw.
The claw slowly rose into the air, and then shook in mid-air as if it couldn't bear the weight. The claw instantly loosened, and the piglet fell again, with its pink butt facing the two of them again, and even its curly pig tail seemed to shake mockingly.
"...Alas!" The two sighed heavily. Quan Zhilong looked at the piglet with determination, picked up the game coin and put it in again, his eyes determined, "One more time!"
“I’ll do it again!”
"One last time!"
"Chebai, this is the last time!"
The little pig has changed from facing them with its butt to facing them with its face, and the corners of its mouth are raised as if it is mocking the two people who are unwilling to give up.
A couple walked over curiously and watched carefully from a distance. While the two were concentrating on catching the dolls, they were also staring at the piglet.
After countless “last times”, the two finally gave up. Quan Zhilong sighed and said, “There’s definitely something wrong with this claw. Let’s go play something else.”
Yien nodded as well, with a hint of resentment in her tone: "It's not that we can't catch it, it's that we don't want it. Humph! Who wants such a heavy piglet? Anyway, I don't want it!"
Quan Zhilong also followed her example and crossed his arms over his chest. He tried to catch it more than ten times but it still didn't come out. He became even more furious, "That's right, I'll catch other ones for you. This one is not cute at all!"
The two men rushed to another machine angrily and confidently, but as soon as they put in the coins, they heard a small cheer coming from behind them.
They turned their heads and saw the girl in the couple holding the piglet and smiling happily.
"..." Yi Eun turned her head and looked at Quan Zhilong. The two of them blinked. Yi Eun blinked her exposed eyes, and her long eyelashes seemed to begin to tremble. "Picking up a bargain, they picked up a bargain... This little pig is too much."
Quan Zhilong also sighed, "If I get a pig, I'm lucky. If I lose a pig, I'm dead."
“Puchi.” Ye-eun, who was originally a little sad, laughed out loud and whispered, “Ji-long, promise me that if you have the opportunity to hold a concert in China in the future, you must speak more, okay? After these ten years, your Chinese has reached the level of perfection.”
Quan Zhilong, who always slacked off whenever his teammates were around at concerts and shows, thought about it and nodded: "After all, I'm the only one who speaks Chinese so well, so of course I have to talk more."
Yi Eun smiled and said nothing more, and pulled him to go shoot basketball again. Unexpectedly, when they passed the cinema, Kwon Ji-yong looked up and saw the huge poster of the re-screening of "No Man's Land" and suddenly stopped.
"Do you want to see a movie?" Ye-eun stopped and looked at the movie poster. This movie won various international awards when it was released five years ago. It was released when they had just moved from S/M to YG. Kwon Ji-yong was very interested in it at the time but never found the time to watch it. Now that it's being re-released, he naturally wants to go and see it.
What's more, he has never been to the cinema with Ye Eun to watch a movie... Kwon Ji-yong was full of anticipation. Couples should watch movies together, right? The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.
With anticipation in his heart, he glanced at Ye-eun and asked, "Do you want to see it?"
Comedy-type war films are actually not the type that Ye-eun is interested in. However, Ye-en smiled and nodded, checking the time and the movie schedule, and found that he could watch it before going to the airport.
She held Quan Zhilong's hand, interlocked their fingers naturally, and strode towards the cinema, "I want to watch it, let's go!"
In the box of the night movie theater, apart from them, there was only one other person who came to watch the movie in the early morning after they entered.
In the dark cinema, there was only light coming from the big screen. The people in the last row were so quiet that they didn't make any sound. It seemed as if there were only the two of them left in the whole world. Sitting in the middle of the cinema, Ye-eun put the popcorn between the two of them, lowered her mask while waiting for the movie to start, and took a sip of Coke.
Quan Zhilong took a look at the popcorn, lowered his head and pursed his lips, and his hand holding the Coke was eager to move.
Ye-eun didn't notice that Kwon Ji-yong kept glancing at the popcorn between the two of them, and just waited quietly for the movie to start. The picture on the big screen finally began to change, and various recent movie trailers began to flash one by one. Yeen stared at the picture on the big screen curiously and reached into the popcorn bucket.
But I touched the air...
She lowered her head in confusion and saw Kwon Ji-yong holding a whole bucket of popcorn in his hands. He seemed not to have expected that she would reach out at this time. He looked at Yi-eun awkwardly, said "cough cough" twice, and handed the popcorn to Yi-eun.
Why don't you put it where it should be? What are you doing? Because there was another spectator in the back row, Ye-eun glanced at Kwon Ji-yong and whispered in a low voice, "Are you afraid that I will eat it all? If it's not enough, let's buy another bucket."
How tiring it is to hold the popcorn in your hands like this.
Kwon Ji-yong was so embarrassed that his ears began to turn red. However, since he was discovered, he decided to go all out. He raised his hand and pulled up the armrest between the two seats, then lifted up the armrest on his other side, and lay down on Ye-eun's lap with his arms around some popcorn.
After adjusting his movements, he pursed his lips and handed the popcorn and Coke in his hand to Yien, saying in a low and relaxed voice: "Put it over there."
There was suddenly weight on her knees. When he lifted the armrest, Ye-eun's face was full of curiosity at first, but when he lay directly on her legs, she was left with only panic and shyness.
She unconsciously turned her head and looked behind her. Fortunately, the people behind her didn't seem to notice them and were still sitting upright in their seats.
Yi-eun took the thing from Quan Zhilong's hand and leaned over to see that his expression was becoming more and more comfortable. He seemed to really use her legs as a pillow and muttered softly, "Don't fall asleep."
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