The T-ara by Tang Jinyan's side was finally complete. He had eaten all his sisters-in-law. This achievement made Tang Jinyan feel like he was in a dream.
Early in the morning, Tang Jinyan pulled open the curtains and looked out the window at the snow-covered Christmas tree. The bare Christmas tree was covered with a thick layer of snow. Tang Jinyan even vaguely felt that this was a scene from a fairy tale. Perhaps this was a fairy tale?
Han Eun-kyung came from behind, put a coat on him, and said softly, "Don't catch a cold."
Tang Jinyan took her hand and murmured, "Eun-kyung …"
"Hmm?"
"Recalling every little thing that happened between T-ara and me, today feels like a dream."
"It's not the first day you wanted to eat all of us. Now you're saying this."
"Eating all of us is one thing. I want to eat idol balls now. I can eat as many balls as I want.
But this feeling of being together forever is something I didn't dare to imagine before.
If someone told me this, I'd think there was something wrong with his brain. "
Han Eun-kyung looked at the falling snow outside the window and whispered, "I didn't dare to imagine that I would be willing to do this either. But if this is a dream, I hope I never wake up."
After a pause, she said, "There were many nights when I had another dream. Do you know what it was like?"
"What was it like?"
"You weren't in that dream."
Tang Jinyan smiled. "Without me … I don't know how your story would have played out.
What if Qiu Jichu didn't pass by Ox Village? "
Han Eun-kyung didn't understand the joke. She looked at the snow and murmured, "In a world without you, we couldn't recover from that incident. We stayed in a situation where everyone hated us for many years, as if we would never see the light of day.
We also went to China. The Chinese fans loved us, but our roots were here. The Chinese fans tried their best, but they couldn't change our situation.
Some of them were crying, crying that they couldn't reach us across the border. They cried even harder than we did.
I was thinking that the Chinese fans in the dream were your projections, right?
If we were to make a real deduction, would we not even have this support? "
"There will be."
Tang Jinyan said with certainty, "Not every country's netizens are as weird as Korea's. Normal people can see the truth."
"Maybe … But that kind of dream is so sad. I'm sad for myself, and I'm sad for the fans who used up their last bit of strength in the snowstorm.
Fortunately, when I woke up, I had you by my side. This stinging wind and snow suddenly became romantic. "Han En Jing hugged his waist from behind and murmured," I, we, we don't want to lose you.
We don't know how to express ourselves, so we can only accompany you to play some embarrassing games. "
Tang Jinyan turned around and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
Han En Jing closed her eyes and turned around. Snowflakes fluttered outside the window, and the snowflakes condensed into an eternal picture scroll.
Park Soyeon pushed the door open and entered. She looked at the scene of the two of them kissing. She tilted her head and looked at them for a moment, then smiled.
Han Eun-kyung pushed Tang Jinyan away shyly and lowered her head, "Oni … I …"
They were obviously best friends who couldn't be more familiar with each other, but at this moment, she suddenly felt like she was meeting her first wife.
Park Soyeon looked at her and couldn't help but laugh. She blinked her big eyes and looked at Tang Jinyan, "Zhi Yan suggested building a snowman. Do you want to go together?"
Tang Jinyan and Han Eun-kyung said in unison, "Let's go."
Quan Baolan was wearing a thick down jacket. Her entire body was several layers round, and she was rolling a snowball about the same size as her.
When she saw them coming out, she wrinkled her nose, "Lazy bum, look at the time!"
Judging from the size of the snowball, it had indeed been rolling for a long time.
Tang Jinyan reached out and pulled down her hat. He smiled and said, "Such a big snowball. Are you going to build a Li Qiuli?"
"No, with this size, it's obviously going to be a stupid bear."
Li Juli walked over with a slightly smaller snowball in her arms and pressed it on top of the bigger one. The two snowballs stacked on top of each other, immediately showing the cute shape of her body and head.
Park Ji-yeon ran over with a basket. There were a few carrots and small black charcoal balls in the basket.
Tang Jinyan picked up a carrot and chuckled.
The girls were easily trained by him and instantly understood what he meant. They kicked him a few times at the same time, "Don't be wretched. This is the nose!"
"I heard that the size of the nose is directly related to the size of the mouth."
Tang Jinyan said seriously, "If this snowman is me, then I don't think I should use such a small carrot as the nose. I should use a big white radish."
"Get lost!
Your nose isn't that big!
Do you think you're Jackie Chan? "Park Soyeon snatched the carrot from his hand and stabbed it into the center of the snowman's head.
Park Ji-yeon happily picked up two small charcoal balls and placed them where her eyes should be. The snowman immediately became lifelike.
Han Eun-kyung rubbed her chin and looked at it for a while. Suddenly, she turned and ran into the house. A moment later, she came out with a Christmas hat and put it on the snowman's head. Then, she smiled and looked at Tang Jinyan, "This is you from last night."
Pu Hyomin originally took a vest and was about to put it on the snowman, but when she heard this, she threw it aside, "Since it's him from last night, then he doesn't need any clothes."
"Hahaha …" The girls clapped and laughed, "That makes sense!
In fact, no matter what time it is, he looks the best without any clothes. "
Tang Jinyan touched his nose and did not refute. He just squatted down and used his finger to draw something on the snowman's body.
Unfortunately, his drawing skills were obviously at the kindergarten level. It was all crooked and no one knew what he was drawing. Pu Hyomin looked at it professionally for a while and asked curiously, "What kind of abstract drawing is this?
The Great Wall of China? "
Tang Jinyan cleared his throat, "Since it's me without any clothes, of course there should be a green dragon on me!"
Everyone burst out laughing, "That's the green dragon?
You're a slug! "
Tang Jinyan left awkwardly, "I want to make a snowman too."
Everyone laughed, "Of course, we have to continue. If there's Tang Jinyan, how can there be no T-ara?"
The seven of them worked energetically and worked together for the whole morning. Six more snowmen of different sizes appeared next to the Tang Jinyan snowman. There were three on each side.
The girls each claimed one of them, and put on the snowman that represented them in the way they wanted.
Some people were putting on eyeliner while others were putting on their clothes. Amidst the lively scene, Quan Baolan stood by the side and smiled while sizing her up. She didn't seem to have any intention of dressing up.
Tang Jinyan asked curiously, "Baolan, why don't you dress up?"
Quan Baolan touched her mini snowman with satisfaction, "No matter who comes, they'll be able to recognize that this is Quan Baolan."
Tang Jinyan opened his mouth but did not know what to say.
When everyone was done dressing up, they took a few steps back to look at them.
The biggest snowman in the middle had a white belly with seven slugs drawn on it.
Six cute little snowmen of different shapes surrounded him, each of them filled with T-Ara's own characteristics.
"This is Tang Jinyan and T-ara!"
After looking at them for a while, everyone nodded in satisfaction. Master photographer Pu Hyomin went back to the house to get her camera and took a photo.
Everyone gathered around to admire the photos in the camera. Everyone had a happy smile on their faces.
At least at this moment, time could be frozen in the shutter and happiness could be saved in the photo.