The daily life of not being a god

Chapter 477 Extra Story: Only One Person

Seoul, Jongno, Ikseon-dong.

This is a classic neighborhood where many young people come, it is very luxurious and suitable for dating.

There are also freelance street painters who paint portraits on the side of the alley. They are young and handsome, and they are very artistically dressed.

The weather is still a little cool, and it is still a leisurely time around the New Year's Eve.

"Sorry, I'm a little late!"

Joy took off the royal blue plaid coat, and wore a beautiful beret, with a delicate lace shirt and a plaid skirt inside.

It seems that the whole person has youthful vitality and her own kind of...

A sense of maturity that doesn't match your age?
Xu Yan felt that the time was okay, and the coffee shop was very warm, so if Joy was late for another hour, he wouldn't feel bored.

Then, just look at her so tenderly.

Today's Xu Yan changed into a pair of glasses, the narrow and long lenses on the lower half of the frame, giving him a shrewd and capable temperament.

He looked at Joy's smile, she should also be very satisfied.

Because she has a pretty smile.

"Delayed on the way?"

"Yeah, the manager missed an intersection just now, and then he had to drive straight, and drove the car a long way before finding a place to turn around."

Xu Yan recalled one time when he was driving to Gwangjang Market, but he didn't see the roadside sign clearly, so after he went straight, he happened to miss the Gwangzang Market.

And when he wanted to turn back again, he drove a full 5 blocks, and he might as well drive out again and walk back.

The ground transportation in big cities is so inconvenient, so it is not without reason that he likes to take the subway.

"Does it look good?" Joy looked at Xu Yan who was only staring at her, put her hand on the hem of the skirt happily, and turned her upper body around.

"It's very beautiful, so I can't help but stare at you."

"Then I will accept your compliment."

"After all, it's Joy, the voice is nice, and the person is also very good-looking, just like when I saw Red Velvet's stage for the first time, I found out why there was such a beautiful person, and she sang the most beautiful notes, with a clear and full voice. Sweet, full of gentle and hazy feelings. Only after I went back did I realize, oh, it turned out to be Joy!"

Joy covered her cheeks with her hands in embarrassment, "So you always talk to girls so nicely?"

"If it's a compliment, I don't think anyone would dislike it, but..."

Xu Yan propped his chin with his hand, feeling fascinated by Joy's sweet smile, "It's just you, if it's you, then the compliments you hear are actually my sincerity."

Joy is so happy in her heart, she doesn't know why she is so happy.

It seems that there is a feeling of switching offense and defense. Usually, I should be the one who praises others, right?That kind of cautious feeling, for fear that the other party will not like it.

But now the form is reversed?
"Is this the third time I've seen him? Why does it feel so familiar?"

I realized that I should know everything he likes, and I couldn't help but want him to like me too.

His tie, his favorite clothes, his favorite perfume.

The waiter brought the prepared dessert and coffee, and Xu Yan signaled Joy to take a sip of the warm drink first.

Joy picked up the warm and sweetness obtained from the collision of strawberries and milk, took a small sip, and then held the cup with her hands.

"Are you filming a TV series recently?"

"Yeah! It's suddenly busy, but oh, I think it's great to be busy!"

She looked at you with an involuntary smile on her cheek.

"I just feel that many things have become boring, such as shopping, traveling, these things that can bring moving things, have become boring instead, which makes me prefer to stay at home alone when I am resting."

"So only when I'm working, singing, acting, in this kind of time, I feel that my life is meaningful, I become happy, and I like myself."

"Well, did I talk too much? The main reason is that the environment here is very quiet."

Yes, it is very quiet. The interior of the cafe is brightly lit, and there are strips of retro dim light bulbs on the outside, decorating the entire glass window.

The surroundings are quiet, and the noise from outside can't come in at all.

"No, what I like most is listening to people tell stories."

"Hey, is that so! Then we are just right..."

Speaking of this, Joy was a little shy, "Ah, I mean, I am a person who likes to listen to other people's questions and then answer them all the time. Well, if you don't find it annoying, I can always answer yours."

Xu Yan: "That's great. Your voice is so beautiful. I also like to listen to you all the time. Listening to your voice makes me feel healed."

"Yes, is it!" Joy felt that this person would always make her uneasy, full of throbbing desire to fall in love.

"So what do you do at home alone? Can you play games?"

"I didn't play games, but I was just at home, in a daze, and when I was in a daze, I actually thought about it. It looked like I was in a daze. In fact, I thought about a lot of things in my mind. Hehe, my MBTI is INFP Oh."

"An ideal healer?"

"Huh! Did Xu Yanxi understand it unexpectedly? I thought boys generally weren't interested in things like divination or psychological analysis."

"Really? Actually, I'm not that interested. I'm more interested in your psychology."

The words were straightforward, but Joy didn't think it would be annoying.

Some people like the handsome and handsome type who talk and laugh happily at parties or wine tables.

Naturally, there will also be people like Xu Yan who can quietly listen to what you have to say, and then respond to you.

"With such an obvious intention, you don't look like a Chinese person at all."

"Yeah, so Joy doesn't like it?"

"Me!" Joy raised her head slightly, with a playful tone, "Do you think I will like it?"

"do not know."

"Huh? If that's the case, the previous goodwill will disappear!"

"But I know I can only see you now."

"Yeah, you are the only one who always feels that nothing is important, just look at you like this."

"...What, what, do you also like to be in a daze?"

"Compared to a person in a daze." Leaning on the armchair of the sofa, he looked into Joy's beautiful eyes.

Joy also has smiling eyes, and her faint eyebrows are also curved, matching the arc of the corners of her eyes.

There is no heavy eyeliner at the eye position, but it feels natural to bend down.

The crescent moon in a clear spring.

"I prefer to watch you in a daze in the future."

"Only, are you just in a daze?"

"Well! So how about this, cook something delicious, happily open a bottle of red wine that has been sitting for a while at home, two people sit on one side of the dining table, toast together, taste delicious food, and then don't clean up the table, The two threw themselves on the sofa and lay there happily."

"Turn on the TV, watch a good romantic movie, and cuddle until we're both tired."

The many, many words that Joy originally had in her heart turned into tenderness and sweetness at this moment.

Then it's him!

And just him.

(End of this chapter)