30 Night Talk and Conflict Resolution
"sorry."
Park Yoo-eun's gloomy voice came over. The dark environment seemed to give him the courage to speak. Park Yoo-eun continued,
"I know I've caused you trouble again these past few days, but I didn't mean to. I..."
Song Qixian listened quietly to Park Youen's story. Seeing that he could not continue, he slowly said, "Youen, I believe you."
"I've always thought you were a warm and kind person. But I also know you're hiding something in your heart. It's okay. If you ever want to talk about it, you can always tell me."
Song Qixian's gentle voice soothed Park Youen's uneasiness and anxiety. He turned over and faced Song Qixian.
Park Yoo Eun said, "Are you so nice to everyone? I treated you like that before."
Song Qixian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and replied, "I've completely forgotten what happened before. When I first arrived, it was normal for you to dislike me. I wasn't good-looking, my clothes were tattered, and I acted timidly. If I suddenly saw a little beggar come to my door and asked me to treat him like a brother, I would also feel uncomfortable."
Park Yoo-eun retorted anxiously, "No, if you met someone like that, you wouldn't despise him. You would comfort him and stay by his side. You would treat him like a brother."
Song Qixian smiled as he listened to Park Youen's defense.
"Am I such a good person in your heart?"
Park Yoo Eun answered firmly, "Yes, you are a good person, someone who spreads love everywhere, like an angel."
Song Qixian asked curiously, "Why are you praising me so much today? Youen, if I'm really that good, you guys will only be better."
Park Yoo-eun pulled the quilt over her head and said in a muffled voice, "It's the truth anyway."
Song Qixian looked at the bulging figure under the quilt and sighed.
He said to Park Yoo-eun in his heart: "Actually, I'm not a good person at all. I have many selfish motives. I didn't have a temper at first because I was new here, insecure, and wanted to please you. I'm not one to repay kindness with resentment. It's the people around me who have always helped me. A lot of my outward behavior is because I want more opportunities. Unlike you, Yoo-eun, I have no way out."
I get jealous and have a lot of dark thoughts. Every time I think about it, I become even more nice to you. I am a poor person, both mentally and physically.
Song Qixian spoke his heart out silently, knowing that Park Yu-eun would not tell her story. He thought regretfully that it seemed that he could not remove the thorn in Yu-eun's heart.
The next morning, with Song Qixian's encouragement, Park Youen went into the dormitory next door and seemed hesitant to say something to Zhou Heyu.
Zhou Heyu knew what Park Yoo-eun wanted to do. He realized that it was his fault and planned to apologize to him.
In fact, Zhou Heyu had calmed down last night. He was a person who got angry quickly and got over it quickly, and he always treated Park Yoo-eun as someone younger than his younger brother, so now he could only wait and see how Park Yoo-eun would apologize to him.
He knew what a weird kid Park Yoo-eun was, and getting him to say something soft was harder than climbing a mountain.
As expected, after leaving the dark environment, Park Yoo-eun's mouth felt like it was filled with glue and she couldn't even utter the words of apology.
Zhou Heyu packed up everything slowly, and just stood there blankly without saying a word.
Seeing Zhou Heyu about to go out, Song Qixian was anxious watching from outside. He hurriedly went to hold Zhou Heyu and walked back, saying, "Hiong, Youen has something to tell you."
Zhou Heyu did not struggle, but was thinking in his heart, Qixian is indeed the best assistant. Without him, Park Youen might never think of coming to apologize to me in his life.
He was laughing in his heart, but his face was still sullen. He decided not to give in this time and wait and see how Park Yoo Eun would react.
Brother He Yu seemed to be still angry. Song Qixian winked at Park Yoo Eun: Say something quickly.
Park Yoo-eun was also in a dilemma. In the past, Zhou Heyu had always been inexplicably angry, and then inexplicably calmed down. (Zhou Heyu: Mo?) Now, when he was asked to speak, he really didn't know what to say.
Zhou Heyu pretended not to notice the glares his two younger brothers were giving him. He cleared his throat and said expressionlessly, "Is there anything wrong? I'm leaving now."
This is the last chance, Song Qixian is about to push Park Yoo-eun himself.
Park Youen was as anxious as Song Qixian and asked hurriedly, "Brother, what kind of gift do you like?"
Song Qixian covered his face with one hand. Zhou Heyu's mouth kept trembling, and he could hardly hold it in any longer.
Just before his lips curled up, Zhou Heyu turned his back to his brothers and spoke calmly, "It's not my birthday recently, so I don't lack anything."
After saying the first sentence, Park Yoo-eun was able to continue with the next sentence.
Seeing Zhou Heyu showed no sign of change, he somehow changed the subject and said, "Oh, this gift isn't for you. Didn't Qixian's first drama air? I gave it to him. I just wanted to ask for your opinion."
The air was quiet, and Zhou Heyu's leaving figure looked a little stiff.
He left a sentence: "Then you can ask me." and hurried away.
Song Qixian was left looking at Park Youen with a look of disappointment. He finally understood why some parents were always worried about their children. If it were a child like Park Youen, he would never feel at ease. Fortunately, he was good-looking, otherwise he would have been kidnapped and beaten.
Park Yoo Eun also knew that he had said the wrong thing again. He looked at Song Qixian pitifully and said, "Brother He Yu is gone. What should I do?"
Park Yoo-eun's good looks worked, and Song Qixian couldn't get angry with him.
Helplessly analyzing for him: "You can buy a gift and give it to me in person. I always feel that He Yu brother is no longer angry."
Song Qixian's intuition was correct. After leaving, Zhou Heyu ran three floors and when he saw that they didn't follow him, he laughed heartily in the bathroom.
If he wasn't afraid of ruining his image, Zhou Heyu would have taken a photo of Park Yoo-eun with his phone. It's really rare to see Park Yoo-eun, who is lawless and never considers other people's feelings, have such a tangled and uneasy expression on her face!
As a brother who loves to watch the fun, Zhou Heyu plans to continue pretending.
Song Qixian accompanied Park Youen to the mall to choose gifts. Faced with the glittering goods in the store cabinets and the shockingly high prices next to them, Song Qixian stammered, "Aren't these too expensive?"
Park Yoo Eun naturally didn't know what the poor Song Qixian was thinking. He blinked his eyes and asked innocently, "Shouldn't you choose the best gift?"
But these are luxury goods, costing tens of millions!
Under Song Qixian's persuasion, Park Yoo-eun left reluctantly and finally bought a digital camera with a market value of 9 million.
Song Qixian decided that he could no longer accompany Park Yoo-eun shopping. Their spending power was different, and it hurt him to see Park Yoo-eun shopping. He decided not to torture himself any more.
After buying the gift, Park Yoo-eun began to feel relieved. He always felt that as long as Zhou Heyu accepted the gift, he would not be angry with him. Just like his father, he could just take the gift and act coquettishly.
At dinner time, Park Yoo-eun invited Song Qixian and Zhou Heyu to have dinner at the beef bone noodle soup restaurant. Originally, Park Yoo-eun wanted to book a Western restaurant, but Song Qixian persuaded him by saying that Western restaurants are not easy to talk to.
After a rare dinner, Zhou Heyu's forced complexion improved a lot. So Song Qixian signaled Park Youen to take out the gift.
Park Yoo Eun carefully handed over the wrapped gift and said in a flattering tone, "Hiong, this is for you."
Zhou Heyu didn't answer and teased him: "Didn't you say the gift was for Qixian? Why, do you want me to help you see if this gift is good?"
Park Yoo Eun quickly waved his hands and explained, "No, no, this is specially for you. Brother, I'm sorry."
After finishing his words in one breath, Park Yoo-eun and Song Qixian both stared at Zhou Heyu eagerly.
Zhou Heyu couldn't pretend anymore. He wasn't one to be difficult. Without opening the gift, he raised his lips slightly and said, "Alright, I forgive you."
Crisis averted!
A large bowl of fragrant beef bone noodle soup was served, which contained various parts of the cow and sprinkled with chopped green onions. The three of them couldn't help but exclaim "Wow" in unison.
I still remember that this was an apology dinner. Park Yoo-eun and Zhou Heyu diligently added soup and noodles to Zhou Heyu's bowl.
Zhou Heyu couldn't help laughing and thought his two younger brothers were a little too cute.
After the meal, the three of them started chatting, and Zhou Heyu had a lot to say to Park Youen.
"Yuen, let me be frank. You really need to work on your personality. Although we don't mind your sudden outbursts, you must control your emotions in public and never let them show on your face. Not only for the group, but also for yourself."
Seeing Park Yoo-eun listening attentively, Zhou Heyu slowed down his voice. "Our country takes etiquette very seriously. If rumors of idols being disrespectful to their seniors spread, the public won't accept it unless they apologize. Once an apology is made, the idol will have a stain on their reputation, and everyone who dislikes them will use it to attack them. Their future development will definitely be limited. So do you understand?"
Park Yoo-eun raised her head and answered seriously, "I understand. I will pay more attention to this aspect in the future. Thank you for your guidance, brother."
Zhou Heyu stopped talking. It would not be nice to say too much. He was saying a few more words tonight because he had an older brother. Normally, he was not willing to say so much.
After talking to Park Yoo-eun, he turned to talk to Song Qixian. However, it was not appropriate to say these words in front of Park Yoo-eun.
So Zhou Heyu patted Song Qixian on the shoulder and they went to the bathroom together.
On the way, Zhou Heyu asked curiously, "How did you get Youen to come and apologize to me? He has always been immersed in his own world."
Song Qixian scratched his head and said, "I didn't do anything. He figured it out on his own. Maybe it's because I kept praising him?"
Zhou Heyu understood, and he said with a smile: "You, you are too tolerant of Youen."
【Author’s words】
The more I write, the more I feel that Qixian's heart is warm and soft.
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