Chapter 106 Bloom...
What exactly was said remains unknown to the fans. But they all share one thought: they're definitely buying the magazine.
Despite the expected results, Harper's Bazaar was still surprised by the overwhelming number of views and sales. Amidst the surprise, fans received some behind-the-scenes photos. However, their memory cards were completely empty, so even if they threw a tantrum, they wouldn't receive any new content. The fans dispersed, clutching their magazines and returning to their headquarters to celebrate.
After their two high-profile appearances together, Han Yoon-sung and Kwon Ji-yong went back to their own lives, quietly supporting each other while busy with their respective careers.
During the time Lightsum rose from monster rookies to a top-tier group, Han Yoon-sung's name was frequently mentioned by the members on variety shows, and many programs wanted to invite her to participate, but she simply had too little time and energy to devote to variety shows.
Han Yoon-sung has released two new albums in quick succession, and her recently concluded "I wish: Meteor" world tour has broken the record set by her previous "Lyra!" world tour, becoming the number one female solo artist in terms of box office revenue.
With her increasing success, her love life inevitably comes up in conversation, even though her relationship with Kwon Ji-yong is no secret. One day they're seen strolling hand-in-hand, seemingly sweet; the next they're out with friends, sparking rumors of a breakup. Regardless of media reports, the two appear to be living a happy life.
Days passed, and the question "Did Kwon Ji-yong and Han Yoon-sung break up today?" continued to be posted. What started as a simple record of time has evolved into a daily dose of sweet moments. CP fans are almost feeling sorry for this "little breakup" and are ready to welcome them back.
On the same day Han Yoon-sung appeared at Big Bang's 20th anniversary concert, her account was deleted, but she was resurrected and made a dazzling appearance with the message, "Did Kwon Ji-yong and Han Yoon-sung get married today?"
Never mind, after checking in for so long, they finally couldn't resist and gave this couple a deep kiss.
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Winter came unusually early to Seoul this year. After finishing their work, Han Yoon-sung and Kwon Ji-yong took their two cats to a resort in Busan to hibernate.
It must be said that Han Daoen has a keen eye for investment. Since its opening, this resort has consistently ranked first in the high-end leisure resort area, and rooms are always in high demand regardless of the season. After checking into the house in the core area that was specially reserved for Han Yunxing, the two officially began their pleasant rest.
iye and zoa were curled up in their cat bed, lazily licking their paws. In the distance, orange-red flames flickered in the electric fireplace. iye's pupils suddenly contracted.
Before iye could be launched into the air, Han Yunxing leaned out of the sofa and swiftly scooped it into his arms. iye's ears, which had been turned to the sides of its head, twitched and then perked up again, making a gurgling sound in its throat.
Han Yunxing chuckled and tapped its head with her fingertip: "You never learn. Did it hurt when you bumped into the glass last time?"
A pair of hands wrapped around her from behind, and Kwon Ji-yong draped himself over Han Yoon-sung, lazily smiling as he said, "Iye is curious about everything."
As if to verify his statement, a clear female voice came from the living room television: "I can see it, it's true, that sword—"
A massive lightsaber appeared amidst lightning and thunder. Following the female protagonist's fingertips, the giant sword pierced through the chest of the man opposite her.
Faced with the man's astonished eyes, Iye leaped onto the TV cabinet, tilting her round head high and staring intently at the screen.
Kwon Ji-yong raised an eyebrow and gave Han Yoon-sung a knowing look.
That evening, fans saw some new photos of iye and zoa. In the photos, iye was perched on a cabinet, intently watching a TV series, while zoa, dressed in a cute little outfit, was lying in her cat bed looking like a cat pancake.
While everyone was jokingly saying that Kwon Ji-yong spoiled his daughter, raising Zoa like a little pig, they were also fascinated by the curious Iye. Some eagle-eyed fans even noticed that the drama playing on TV was actually "Goblin," and by sheer coincidence, the hashtag #WinterIsTheWednesdayOfWatchingGoblin# trended on social media.
The day Han Yoon-sung and Kwon Ji-yong finished watching the finale of "Goblin," Seoul experienced its first snowfall. After the pitter-patter of rain, the wind, accompanied by a rustling sound, blanketed the earth in white. Snowflakes, like fluttering feathers, swirled in the glow of the streetlights, drifting gently down and covering the traces left by pedestrians who paused to walk.
"It's snowing!" came a soft exclamation of surprise.
Han Yunxing pushed open the terrace door first, and a chill, carrying with it a rush of crisp air, rushed in. She exhaled a puff of white breath and tightened the cashmere scarf draped over her shoulders. At this moment, the table on the terrace was covered with a thin layer of silver frost. Han Yunxing stretched out her hands, and in the night, pure white snowflakes followed the lamplight, gently landing on her palms.
Hearing footsteps behind her, Han Yunxing turned around and bumped into the person who had entered. She excitedly held her hand up to Kwon Ji-yong's face: "Look!"
Feeling the warmth of her palm, the ice crystal quietly melted into water droplets, its original shape unrecognizable. Han Yunxing wasn't annoyed; her eyes sparkled as she took Quan Zhilong's hand and caught the first snow of winter.
After winter set in, Han Yunxing's hands tended to be cold, but fortunately, someone was always there to hold them, slowly warming her icy fingertips. After the snowflakes on her palms melted, Quan Zhilong grabbed Han Yunxing's reddened hands, and the constant warmth from his palms dispelled the slight chill from her fingertips.
With their fingers intertwined, she leaned against Kwon Ji-yong and sighed at the falling snowflakes, "It seems like this is the perfect time to build a snowman."
Han Yunxing turned her head to the side, gently shaking her tightly clasped hands, her eyes blinking.
Kwon Ji-yong met the expectant gaze, and a smile made his throat itch. He chuckled and leaned closer: "No, that's not right."
"This is the perfect time to kiss."
A soft, gentle voice fell, a crisp breath brushed against Han Yunxing's cheek, and a kiss, cool with the scent of snowflakes, landed on her lips, melting into water in a passionate embrace. A soft sob echoed in the rustling snow.
After the snow, the sky cleared, and when I drew back the curtains to look outside, the earth was covered in a blanket of white, and everything was silent.
The light streaming into the room woke the sleeping person. Han Yunxing propped herself up and, still half-asleep, Quan Zhilong had already helped her get dressed.
"Let's build a snowman later." His smiling voice completely woke Han Yunxing up, and she laughed out loud in surprise.
Kwon Ji-yong caught the person who jumped into his arms steadily, their noses touching, and he whispered, "Our princess is so happy."
Han Yunxing didn't answer, but kept rubbing her head against his neck.
Before leaving, Han Yoon-sung was fully armed, wearing gloves and boots, with most of her face covered by a scarf, revealing only her clear black and white eyes. Kwon Ji-yong, on the other hand, seemed much more relaxed. He zipped his jacket up to his chin, then took Han Yoon-sung's hand, and the two excitedly found an open space.
The snow had stopped in the morning, but the snow was still thick, crunching underfoot. The branches of the trees in the courtyard were bent badly, with clumps of snow trembling precariously at their tips.
"Bang--"
Han Yunxing covered her head where the snow had hit her, but her eyes were bright. She brushed the snow off her hair and decided to build a snowman right there.
They don't plan to build a very big snowman, just about the size of Iye, or maybe as big as Zoa.
She pulled a drawing out of her pocket, unfolded it, and the two huddled together to discuss how to begin. Yes, they had drawn a snowman design at home, and the snowman on the drawing even had a nose and eyes. Han Yunxing even planned to give it two braids, and Quan Zhilong's pocket was filled with jingling little accessories.
"First, we need to assemble its head and body." Han Yunxing put away the blueprints, patted Quan Zhilong on the shoulder, as if handing over a very important task.
Every moment spent with Han Yoon-sung was vibrant. Kwon Ji-yong smiled silently and solemnly accepted the task.
Perhaps overwhelmed with excitement, he quickly rolled out the snowman's body and then ran over to help Han Yunxing shape its head. Before long, the snowman's basic shape began to take shape.
Han Yunxing circled around it once, then clapped her hands in satisfaction: "Alright! Now it's time for the most important part, we need to make it look prettier."
Two pigtails were placed on the snowman's head, and according to the blueprint, Chanel hair clips were to be attached to them. Kwon Ji-yong was right next to her, and he handed her the things she needed with perfect understanding. Before long, only the finishing touch was needed, and this very unique snowman was about to be completed.
Han Yunxing took the black button from Kwon Ji-yong's palm, her fingertips feeling a barely perceptible tremor, and she paused for a moment.
As she turned away to install eyes on the snowman, Han Yunxing felt a strange sensation. She thought Kwon Ji-yong was acting oddly; he had become much quieter after coming downstairs. But this wasn't a big problem. Han Yunxing could sense that he was in a good mood, even somewhat excited.
So it got frozen?
She turned around, about to ask a question, but the scene before her left her speechless; her mind went blank.
Kwon Ji-yong knelt on one knee on the snow, holding a ring in his hand. He stared intently at Han Yoon-sung, his love surging like a tide, but he was too nervous to know where to begin.
He took a deep breath: "Yunxing, you know... I am a man of my word. I promise you that I will always love you, respect you, and cherish you. You will be the eternal melody in the symphony of my life. Whether in good times or bad, in wealth or poverty, in health or sickness, in sorrow or joy, I will love you deeply and be loyal to you until the end of time."
Who proposes with wedding vows? Han Yunxing smiled, but her eyes gradually reddened.
His voice trembled slightly at first, but then he looked at her with a firm yet gentle gaze: "So, Yunxing, are you willing to accept this ring, and everything I have?"
At that moment, Han Yunxing didn't expect to be distracted, her gaze unconsciously falling on Kwon Ji-yong's reddened ear tips.
She didn't know if it was the cold weather or her nervousness, but as soon as the thought crossed her mind, an inexplicable urge arose within her: she felt she needed to touch that ear. Before her consciousness could fully register, her fingertips were already resting on it.
Feeling the heat emanating from his ear, Quan Zhilong's heart pounded so hard it felt like it was about to burst. The heat made his blood surge, and his wildly beating heart heard the answer even before his ears did.
"Okay." Han Yunxing smiled and extended her hand, her eyes glistening with tears.
Kwon Ji-yong met her eyes, his own eyes reddening, and a smile played on his lips as he repeated, "Okay."
His hands were shaking so badly that he was about to put the ring on Han Yunxing's finger.
“Pabo…you need to take off your gloves.” Han Yunxing looked down at his unusually flustered and silly appearance, and laughed through her tears.
Kwon Ji-yong took her hand, and they smiled at each other for a while. Then he gently helped Han Yoon-sung take off her gloves and slipped the ring onto her ring finger.
The end of every winter is a warm spring with blooming flowers.
Would you like to spend year after year with me, welcoming the blooming of flowers?
"I do."
-The End-
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The author says: The end of every winter is a warm spring with blooming flowers.
Every winter ends with the arrival of spring. — Albert Camus
And so, my story comes to an end, but Yunxing and Quanlong's lives will continue to be filled with happiness. Thank you all for your support. There will be a few short side stories; I'll work on them out carefully.
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