"Hello, senior!" the five members of Red Velvet stepped forward along with their agents and assistants.

Speaking of which, they and Park Ji-hoon really have a fate, and they met on the TV station twice.

Although I have always been in awe of Park Ji-hoon because of the scene I accidentally saw outside the TV station for the first time, I will definitely say hello since I have encountered it.

"Hello. Park Ji-hoon turned around, greeted the five people, and asked, "Got off work?"

"Yes. The five replied stiffly. Proper manners, hands in front of the body, standard student posture being lectured by the teacher.

"Are you off duty too?" Joy asked rhetorically. Of the five, she and Park Ji-hoon have met the most times, and although they recognize their personalities, they are not as afraid of Park Ji-hoon as the other four members.

"No, I'll come and have a look. After Park Ji-hoon replied, he admonished, "It's hard work." It's raining, the road is slippery, so be safe when you go back. ”

In a word, the five people of Red Velvet suddenly changed their mentality towards him!

I didn't hate it before, but I was mostly in awe, but artists who are used to the indifference of the entertainment industry, especially girls, are particularly sensitive to this little care.

Maybe Park Ji-hoon just said it casually, but the feelings of the five people are very clear.

"Thank you, senior!" After the five people responded, they thanked in unison, and the feelings contained in their voices were obviously different from before.

"I won't waste your time. Park Ji-hoon waved his hand and said. After a day's trip, he must be eager to go back to the dormitory to rest, he is also an artist, and he also has this experience.

The five bowed down again and said goodbye and left.

Park Ji-hoon also said goodbye to the front desk and took the elevator upstairs.

The scale of .w entertainment has now surpassed that of CJ Entertainment, which is recognized by the industry, and it is only necessary to maintain it. To build .w into its current scale with his own hands, it would be impossible if he said that he would not be proud and proud.

Walking in the corridors on the floors, looking at the busy offices, recording studios, etc., imagining the future of .w, I am fascinated.

Many staff members thought he was here to inspect, and the news quickly spread on the TV station, and the originally slack-off spirit suddenly gathered.

In fact, he really didn't have anything to do when he came to the company this time, he just wanted to come over and have a look.

He likes rainy days, and people become more emotional.

After a round around the company, I went straight home.

When I got home, it was close to 0:00, Yoo-ri, Park Min-ah and the others were resting, and only the entrance was lit up.

Park Ji-hoon didn't go back to his room to rest, he took off his coat in the living room, put the sake he took from the kitchen in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and then went to the kitchen by himself, cooked a packet of jajang-chan ramen, fried two fried eggs on top, and brought it to the floor-to-ceiling window.

In the past, in order to save money to buy a house in Seoul, I really ate ramen for a few years, so I basically stopped eating ramen after that.

I can't help it today, there is no leftover food in the kitchen, and I don't know what they ate for dinner so cleanly, but they have an emotional outburst, and what happened some time ago still has a lingering aftertaste, although they are not hungry, but they just want to eat something and drink some wine.

The sake is bibibi brewed from Shodoshima, Japan, and is handmade using ancient methods, and is characterized by a light and refreshing mouth, and is versatile in cooking, and it can be used to bring out the freshness of the food with food and drinks, and it goes well with sashimi. However, today I can only make a living with jajangmyeon.

In the dead of night, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can faintly hear the sound of rain outside.

Looking at the rain dripping under the courtyard lamp, pick a chopstick to fry the noodles, eat a big bite of the fried egg, the rich flavor explodes in the mouth, and then take a sip of sake to clear the residual food feeling in the mouth, and continue to take the next bite.

It seems to be not bad.

I enjoyed the silence now.

It's not that I hate the usual lively atmosphere, but occasionally there are emotional moments, and I like to think about things quietly and think about life alone.

Eating is completely instinctive, just like smoking.

In such an atmosphere, it seems that the passage of time is not perceptible.

Until the sound of heavy footsteps came.

Park Ji-hoon looked back and saw Yoona rubbing her eyes and going downstairs in a daze. Wearing a light pink nightdress, her hair is scattered, her eyes are squinting, and she looks like she has just woken up.

"What are you doing here alone?" Yuna asked vaguely, her inarticulate appearance made people think of the puppy who had just been born, and the milk in the milk.

"Eat something and pray by the way to thank God. After Park Ji-hoon answered, he asked, "Why did you come down?"

"I got up and went to the bathroom, and I saw the lights were on, so I came down and looked. Yuna walked closer, covered the light with her hand, squinted at the jajangmyeon that was about to be eaten by him, and couldn't help but ask, "Doesn't oppa not eat ramen? Also, when did oppa believe in God?"

"Isn't there nothing else to eat, who let you eat dinner so cleanly!" Park Ji-hoon opened his arms and replied, "I don't believe it now, but I still have to thank God for letting me meet you." ”

"Did you just meet it?" Yun'er didn't hesitate, sat sideways on his lap, hugged his body, lay in his arms, closed her eyes, and muttered.

Very enviable treatment before.

Holding a man's sturdy body and smelling the familiar man's breath, there is a particularly peaceful and fulfilling feeling, no wonder Taeyeon always likes to be held by him.

Park Ji-hoon did not answer, but lowered his head and kissed Yuna's exposed left ear gently.

"Oppa, jajangmyeon!" After a pause, Yun'a suddenly snorted.

He's eating jajangmyeon!

"Hehe......" Park Ji-hoon chuckled and said, "I'll wipe it off for you." ”

"Why did Oppa come back so late?" Yun'er only felt that his ears were pinched by him strangely comfortable, the force was not light or heavy, with a warm body temperature, and the slightly rough touch unique to the man's palm, but it was occasionally a little itchy, I don't know if it was intentional.

"I first went to see Bang Si-hyuk of Big Hit, then had dinner with Ji-eun, and then sent Ji-eun home, and went to the TV station by the way. Park Ji-hoon replied 1510.

"Does OPPA want to eat himself again?" Yun'er didn't care about him sending IU home, but instead stretched out a hand, touched his stomach, and said lightly.

The last experience has been spread all over!

"It's okay, the tofu soup I drank before was easy to digest. Park Ji-hoon replied.

No wonder you can use "eating" to quit smoking!

"What's wrong with your feet?" Park Ji-hoon asked in amazement as she helped Yoona remove the slippers that were hooked on her toes.

"With a foot mask, doesn't OPPA like women's feet? Yuna replied casually.

Although he didn't live on one floor, he lived under one roof after all, and the time was not short, so how could he not know some of Park Ji-hoon's preferences?

Even Jessica [Reading Books at Zero] knew, let alone her!

Park Ji-hoon smiled, leaned back, and leaned back on the back of the armchair.

Yuna was like a sloth hanging on him, lazy and motionless.

The two did not speak again.

Park Ji-hoon's mind shifted from the rain scene outside the window, and sure enough, he still liked the people around him more than the so-called sensibility.