lost hearts

"Well, this is delicious."

Krist, who has always liked fried chicken, pointed to the lunch box as a compliment while eating the fried meat from his brother's lunch box.

"We have a share too." P'Non raised his chin, indicating the pile of untouched fresh food left on the table.

"I've eaten, and I'm full." Reluctantly pawing at the plastic box, Krist's will was unexpectedly firm.Even if you feel delicious, you will not force yourself to eat more on the premise that you are already full.In fact, he's even trying to control his food intake, just because his fans are always mocking and talking about his size.

He wants to lose weight.

Make yourself thinner.

Be thinner.

"Did you eat?" Krist, who suddenly remembered that there was another person in the room, asked Noon who was sitting at the other end.

"not yet."

Hearing this answer, Krist immediately handed over the lunch box in his hand.Tableware was also thoughtfully added. N'noon took the food, looked at it, and said regretfully: "Oh, I don't like fried food."

This unexpected but seemingly reasonable statement aroused the exclamation of the three men including singto and P'Non, and everyone uttered "Oh hoo!" in unison.

"Hey, there are still three boxes." Krist hastily pushed a few more different dishes over.

After chatting casually, N'noon suddenly called Krist's name in a low voice from over there.

"P'krist, do you have Weibo?"

She dragged a chair and moved closer.A pair of beautiful eyes as moist as black grapes flickered, looking at him through the lenses of black round glasses.The lens is not very thick, nor does it look blurry, but it makes Noon's eyes more beautiful, big and round.Embedded in her thin, palm-sized face, it looks extraordinarily delicate.

Needless to say, this sister is also a very beautiful girl.

"Yes." Krist didn't quite understand why she asked this suddenly, and looked at her quietly, waiting for the next sentence.

"I was looking at this software before, but I don't know how to use it." N'noon said softly, showing a timid smile embarrassedly.

"It's actually not difficult, if you can read Chinese." Singto's cheeks were puffy, and he said a meaningless answer that seemed to be a cold joke.

N'noon poked the corner of the lunch box with his nails, and expressed his doubts very seriously. The sincerity and strong desire in his tone made it hard to refuse: "But I don't understand it. Is it the same as Twitter?"

But Krist didn't intend to refuse.

He is happy to share these things with people.

Especially, he likes China very much, and his lovely Chinese fans.

In his opinion, enthusiastic and caring Chinese children will definitely welcome new friends like N'noon to join them.While thinking about this, Krist laughed, looked down at the phone and clicked on Weibo.

"Oh—almost, you have to log in, there are some restrictions, a bit like Twitter."

"Wait a minute."

Krist touched the screen with her finger, searching for her sister's name on Weibo attentively.

"You can play with it."