Under the dim sky, the bleak cold wind whistled up the fallen leaves on the ground. Walking alone, feeling depressed, and coming out alone for some breathing...

I leaned quietly beside the window, squinting my eyes and being lazy. Even though I looked very warm, I always showed a melancholy expression, which was heart-wrenching.

While no one noticed it, a few people tiptoed to approach you quietly and secretly teased you until the corners of our mouths opened, so that you could no longer be lazy.

An angry expression and helpless sigh. You can't express any other emotions when it comes to our play.

How come half a year has passed so quickly! In just a blink of an eye, you will no longer teach us.

The teacher left, dancing so well, and I just ran away before I could teach me. It's true!

"Also, Teacher Han Bin, I still owe you a glass of yam juice." Yuri tapped his feet in the empty parking lot sidewalk, missing the days before.

She and Han Bin actually met a long time ago. On an asphalt road where sunlight shone through branches, the sunshine man, who was piled with sunshine fragments, opened his hands, and she ran and fell into the warm embrace.

In the past, when I was young, I always thought I was happily involved in fairy tales and met sunny people who only appeared in thick books.

Now, the long growth has made her lose her childhood innocence. It is not a fairy tale, but a person who looks very warm, just a very ordinary but mysterious person.

I miss the feeling at that time, and Yuri sometimes thinks so often.

Until she walked into the practice room No. 10, she raised her head and looked at the poster on the wall. The Sunshine Man in her memory turned out to be a very powerful star, and she used to be an idol admired by many people. This was something Yuri slowly learned later.

"Hello everyone, I am Han Bin. From today on, I will be your new mentor." Such self-introduction is still vivid in my mind.

I believe that the girls in the No. 10 practice room will not forget this scene. On that day, they met a very strange teacher. They often felt sad, liked to be quiet, didn't want to talk much, but always said some sentences like poetry.

However, Yoo Li and Han Bin get along a little less often than others. Perhaps only when Han Bin is in the practice room can she see him, and the sunshine in her mind gradually becomes farther and farther away from her.

In fact, she also understood that the chance encounter when she was a child was just a fairy tale, and when she grew up, she would no longer be able to do so.

However, the relationship with Han Bin is still full of ups and downs, laughter and tears. More often than not, when she occasionally feels so tired that she wants to give up, there is a person sitting next to her, quietly accompanying her, saying some nice but incomprehensible sentences.

As she listened like this, she felt the depression in her heart gradually disappearing, full of warmth and strength.

Teacher, Han Bin is a teacher worthy of her respect, the teacher who guides her practice, and also her life tutor.

When he heard the news of Han Bin's return, the girls in the No. 10 practice room were in full swing. Yuri was not surprised. She was sincerely happy at the time. The girls also held a small celebration, and laughed constantly.

But they didn't expect that returning actually means that their teachers must leave them.

Indeed, when they realized this problem, Han Bin had already said goodbye to them. In this way, their teacher left, but no one seemed to have ever banned his position.

Even though they had only been with him for half a year, the bonds they had formed were not something that ordinary people could understand.

The new teacher personally demonstrated and taught them a lot of things, various dance moves and singing skills, but Yuri always felt that something was missing. It turned out that there was no such beautiful sentences in his ears.

No matter how much the new teacher teaches, it is not as good as what Han Bin teaches them.

Yuri sighed dimly, and while walking, she remembered the past, her expression was quiet. Such expressions rarely appear on her face who likes to make noise...

It was not until a Mercedes-Benz stopped that it broke her quiet.

His mouth opened little by little, and he couldn't close for a while. He wiped his eyes in disbelief, and his eyes fell directly on a familiar figure. In fact, Yuri had seen Han Bin some time ago.

But she always felt that she hadn't seen Han Bin for a long time. Sooyeon, Taeyeon, Pani and others had this feeling.

"Soyeon, Yoona... Look, it's the teacher." He shouted instinctively. Yuri spoke quickly and turned around, but there was no one around him. It turned out that the place where she was standing was not a practice room.

Standing on the sidewalk, watching Han Bin and Bai Yuezhen walk towards the beige building, but Yuri missed the opportunity and didn't catch up.

With his eyes flashing, Yuri stood quietly for a moment, and his delicate face showed a faint horoscope-shaped smile, which looked very good.

As she trotted in the cold wind, Yuri's eyes showed an inexplicable smile and looked at the beige building. The direction she was running was the direction of the S.m building, but the place she was going was not the practice room.

...

With a simple interior decoration, clean and bright, Bai Yuezhen looked at Han Bin's dormitory curiously, and after looking at it, her eyes stayed next to the window.

The curtains were hanging down, and the clear window glass was not pulled up, and the light poured down the window railing. Just below the window, the simple desk was neatly arranged, with a small notebook on the table and a black pen holder.

He still likes to have a desk erected by the window. Han Bin's special hobby has not changed for a long time. The direction of the sunshine is the warmth he likes.

"Sit and wait for me." Han Bin reminded him in a calm voice and walked straight to the bedroom. His room was also close to the window.

"Yeah." Bai Yuezhen responded.

Lying on the soft sofa, Bai Yuezhen stayed quietly until Han Bin walked into the bedroom that she turned her gaze to the desk. The small notebook lying on the table attracted her attention.

I believe that only a few people know who the author is. Many people speculate that the author is at least middle-aged, because the thoughts and perceptions without the support of bumpy experiences cannot write the faint philosophical flavor from life.

The beautiful words that make people think and awaken the sleeping soul in the heart are as elegant as the fragrance of flowers floating in "The Scent of Chrysanthemums", and are directly penetrated into people's hearts.

Fresh, romantic, and like a flowery fragrance. This novelist who created a novel that shocked the Korean academic community was as mysterious as a mystery, but people still admired him.

Unfortunately, the novel author cannot be found. This is probably the regret of all book fans, and most importantly, after the series "The Fragrance of Chrysanthemum" was published one after another, no works were published by the mysterious author.

This is one of the most important reasons why book friends spare no effort to find mysterious authors. They hope that better works will be born after "The Fragrance of Chrysanthemum".

Helplessly, the identity of the mysterious author is rootless, and even book friends with strong search capabilities cannot follow clues.

Bai Yuezhen knew who the mysterious author of "The Fragrance of Chrysanthemum" was, and she probably knew the background of the story of "The Fragrance of Chrysanthemum", so when she saw this book, she cried so hard that she was filled with rain.

In the eyes of many people, the story of "The Fragrance of Chrysanthemum" may be a romantic and nihilistic fantasy, but in fact, this story of floral fragrance is as painful as the love inside.

And this pain was not fabricated out of thin air, but a real experience. Just like Han Bin's original intention of writing this novel, it was written for everyone and for himself.

"The little notebook on the table is another concern and pain in your heart!" Bai Yuezhen stared at the little notebook with complicated eyes, thinking intently.

"What are you looking at?" Han Bin asked when he saw her insanity.

"Nothing." A little startled, Bai Yuezhen shook her head quickly and said with a smile. "It's just a little curious to come here for the first time."

"It seems that it's the first time I've been here." Han Bin looked around and said. Indeed, it was Bai Yuezhen's first time to come to his dormitory.

"Well, because you like to live here, I didn't come to disturb you." Bai Yuezhen's mood seemed a little depressed when she thought of some aggrieved things. Han Bin just lived here forever and rarely returned to a small residence outside the suburbs of Jiangnan.

"It's more convenient to live here." Han Bin explained a little, but the voice sounded a little guilty.

"I know." Bai Yuezhen did not continue to ask and responded lightly.

At this time, Han Bin had already squatted down, holding a small can of liquid with a faint fragrance in his hand, put it next to the sofa, carefully checking her sprained ankle.

The small feet are as delicate as three-inch golden lotus, and the toes are round and like small pearls, pink and tender, looking very cute. However, the ankles are swollen, the pink skin is covered with blood stasis, and a distinct dark red swollen bag is slightly raised.

"I'm so willful. Why didn't I hurt you so much?" Han Bin looked carefully, looked at the severe sprain and blamed him angrily.

But Bai Yuezhen's ears were soft and heartbroken. Although Han Bin liked to speak out, he was obviously worried, but he still pretended to be scolding.

It’s a man! It’s always like this, girls have to understand it.

"Ah, be gentle, it hurts a lot!" Bai Yuezhen suddenly screamed in pain, subconsciously shrank her toes, and shouted in grievance. At this time, she was not the strong woman who had just endured the pain but didn't say a word.

This is how girls are. When there is someone who can rely on or seek comfort by their side, she will become very delicate, like a beautiful porcelain doll that is prone to shattering.

"I only realize it hurts now." Han Bin gently touched her ankle, and looked at her sudden retracted feet, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, looking very gloating, and then he said with a chuckle.

"I'll have something more painful later." (To be continued. Please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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