Chapter 57: Honey, Please, Please Wait
Huiying Studio,
"What I'm most curious about right now is between Jenn and you, didn't you tell her you had a girlfriend?"
Eyoung looked helplessly at Se-hoon who was gulping down water.
"Don't blame me for talking too much, as a boy, you must have the minimum quality of making friends. β
"Hey, that's not the case. Sehoon choked in a hurry, "Which pot is not opened!" As a result, Eyoung grinned and picked up a piece of rice cake and handed it to Sehoon. "Look at the wound on your face, it still can't cover your delicate face. I think if you don't explain it clearly and completely dispel the concerns of the nervous lady, you will really be beaten in vain the day before yesterday. Eat or not. Sehoon looked thoughtfully at the graffiti on the wall behind E-young and turned his face awkwardly.
"If I were you, you would take advantage of the awkward time between Sehoon and Hyuna to confess to Hyuna. Could it be that you really don't mind the girl you like being with someone else?"
"Oh, do you mean the masterpiece I left on the wall?" Huying didn't hesitate to transfer the rice cake from Se-hoon's front to his mouth. "It's just a crush when I was a teenager, I hope Hyuna has a happy life, I wish Jeanne and Park Xinghe a hundred years of love, and Zhou Huixi will find true love as soon as possible. It seems that my feelings are very serious, and I think it's really heartfelt. Huiying said humorously, turning sideways to admire his masterpiece all over the wall, he didn't feel anything ashamed, so he also directly ignored Sehoon's disdainful eyes.
"Duplicity. Sehoon stood up, turned his head coldly and looked at Eiyoung and said.
Sehoon, who drank water and didn't have the heart to eat, collapsed towards the sofa, and then "processed" and sorted out the pillow on the sofa as a matter of course.
"Whatever you say, anyway, my mouth is on your face, and I can't handle you. E-young couldn't stop the temptation of food to him, but since Se-hoon's mouth was so tight that he couldn't pry it open, he still concentrated on continuing to look at Twitter. He kept scrolling down, and finally saw the news of the friend he had admired for a long time.
Sehoon patted and patted and pressed the sofa cushion as usual, then closed his eyes and moved himself to sleep. But the situation in the changing room appeared again and again.
Even if he doesn't hesitate to push away Jin-eun who wants to get back together every time, once Jin-eun expresses guilt for what happened back then, Se-hoon always can't let go. Although he knew in his heart that it was not love at all, Se-hoon still admitted defeat by looking at the turbulent eyes under Jen's calm face. Jen Eun hugged Se-hoon, and even though Se-hoon couldn't turn a blind eye to the table he had liked for years, he still couldn't hug Jae-eun.
Especially when he forced himself not to shed tears and not let anyone see his true Jane Eun, the first time he howled and cried because he hurt his pride, Sehoon's heart was so uncomfortable that he couldn't say no at all.
When Sehoon, who was hugged by Jin-eun, raised his head in response to Park Sung-ha's voice, the moment he saw Hyun-ah's dejected back, he had no way to consider Jin-eun's feelings, and his intuition told him that no matter what, he had to chase out and catch Hyuna, who was about to go away. But when he remembered Yin Sang-hyun's words, he could only let his eyes entangle with Hyuna's distant back.
Why did it happen? And at that time, everything was so stubborn.
Thinking of this, Sehoon, who had a splitting headache, suddenly lit up in the corners of his eyes.
Judge of Pork Belly (the Twitter account that stole Shang Ai's photo): I haven't had time to read Twitter, thank you for liking.
Judge Pork Belly: Hard-working brother, the painting is so good, come to the house another day to help me paint another one.
"Oh my God, oh my God, I'm not dreaming, Miss Shang Ai replied to my message. β
A shudder whirled in place, finally exploding in the tiny studio.
Eyoung lowered his voice and stared at the phone screen in disbelief, just as the screen was just dimming, he hurriedly entered the password, and before the screen was about to go black, he swiped down nervously to take a screenshot of the screen.
"Judge Pork Belly, Shang Ai, I finally asked for her contact information, and now that I think about it, it really feels like a dream. β
Eyoung muttered to herself like a fool.
"I'm going to change Miss Shang Ai's message to a screensaver so I can see what she says to me in the first place. Roar!!"
"Who are you talking about, Sang-ae?" asked Se-hoon, who was half-asleep, leaning back against the sofa, breathing heavily, and not angry. "I heard you right, ex-senior uncle of nerve-loving idiots. Sehoon scratched his head and rolled his eyes at the ceiling, and after smiling bitterly, he turned over and pretended to fall asleep again.
"It's true......"
"I've been messaging her for three months, and she's finally getting back to me. You see, I and the new goddess are finally one step closer. β
"Oh! I think you like her better than Hua Ying, at least in order to win fans, Hua Ying will throw a few winks at you and ask for a few gifts. Compared with Shang Ai, people are much more diligent. β
"Shi-Xun"
Sehoon, who was pretending to be asleep, suddenly felt a cold and gloomy wind shooting from behind him.
"Well, it's true, it's true, it's really only a reply, I didn't say it's fake, okay. It's just a reply. In his sleep, Se-hoon had a funny and funny look in his mind. The eyes that had just opened a thin slit became heavy again. "It's also possible that she will give you a signed photo after she realizes your sincerity, and it will also be a private GIF. β
"Do you know that I always want to be with her, even for a day. E-young smiled softly like a girl, and her voice was extraordinarily soft, like the blue Danube.
βstop!β
Sehoon: I want to rest, please stop, okay?
k you.
Se-hoon moved his body to the back of the sofa.
E-young, who was so excited and annoyed that she couldn't wait to play the dead pig, pulled her head off the sofa and kicked him by the hair.
"Brother, don't pretend, don't pretend, you're going to help me with advice. β
Sehoon didn't move.
Because Se-hoon didn't panic at all, E-young became unhappy. He leaned against the spacious armrests of the sofa, deliberately making noise from the palette and carved handicrafts on the coffee table.
Sehoon also showed no weakness and made a snoring sound.
"Are you really asleep?" said Eyoung sat on the couch cushion that Eyoung was pillowing under his neck, and then he calmly slumped and slumped. "The acting is too bad. Get up, I have something to ask you, if you don't......" As she spoke, Eyoung grabbed Sehoon's shoulders and turned him in her direction.
"Don't you think you're a woman now?"
It seems that someone is not allowing him to rest, and Sehun suddenly sits up, but his body tilts towards the back of the sofa.
"Say it quickly. β
"You two know each other, don't you?"
E-young looked at Se-hoon cautiously and with longing in her eyes.
"I don't know. β
Eyoung looked at Se-hoon intently.
"It's better not to know each other. Se-hoon narrowed his eyes and twisted his head back from the point he was looking at E-young, but E-young grabbed him by the neck so that he could only look at himself.
"I know you two are classmates in the same grade and class, and you both work together in the student union, so can you introduce us and let us know each other? Only E-young, who has a crush and no experience in open love, is at a loss to cast her eyes to the ground.
"It's forbidden to have this kind of look, and it's still in the country. Besides, don't you feel it? I'm from the last class, and you want to contact the people in the upper half of the pyramid and beg me to help? Just like you once said that Shenghao is, he is just a security guard at the bottom of the pyramid, can it be that you ask him to introduce you to a princess? Although he and the princess are under the same roof. β
Eyoung sighed deeply and smiled reluctantly.
"Okay. β
"And don't you feel her coldness towards you? If she doesn't bother with you, she can reply to your messages the next day, and she needs your ten greetings a day. β
Huiying smiled and said to Sehoon:
"Tell me about you, when are you going to meet Hyuna? I think at least you should confess your relationship with Jen to Hyuna. Don't forget that Park Sung-ha is also a graduate of Shengyu, and he and Jin-eun are sworn enemies in the same class. β
Se-hoon acted very indifferent, and had been lying on the sofa in a daze since listening to E-young's words just now. "Hey, Shen Huiying don't meddle. Let's put our hearts on ourselves. Compared to them, you are the one who needs the most blessing. β
"How can you be nosy? You are the future partner of our World Painting Studio, the partner is sullen, of course I have to say hello, I can't let you bring the negative emotions that you can't digest to tomorrow morning. Eyoung looks serious, but her pursed lips often can't help but laugh, and from time to time she also reveals a sense of schadenfreude.
"Please, don't you know that you have a nickname called the King of the Mess? You'd better not get into his hands again. β
"Hey, look at your heart, I think the heir of the Song family should not be a small-bellied chicken intestine, otherwise it would be better to close down when the heir is born. β
Sehoon straightened up, not knowing whether it was thirst or heartburn, he snatched the cup that Huiying held in his hand, and dried up a large glass of water in one go.
"By the way, Hyuna seems to know what your relationship with Jen Eun was before. β
"I don't know for sure, but I seem to know what's going on?"
"Hyuna went to find Jen Eun yesterday. The two of them sat for two hours at Myeongdong bibimbap near Cheongyi. β
And he warned Jeanne that Jeanne would find a reason to hide Janen anyway. Eyoung shook her head and replied in a helpless tone.
"No way, Hyuna is not that kind of person. Se-hoon looked at E-young suspiciously.
"How is it impossible, have you forgotten the Qingyi farce before, Zhou Huixi likes Zheng Muxuan and has not turned into a chivalrous woman to do it to Xia Qiyue. β
"Don't tell me that Zhou Huixi is brain-dead. Like you, you're an award-winning model student. β
Sehoon's eyes were fierce, his face was full of black lines, and he looked like he was about to fight. Eyoung dodged sideways. And Se-hoon just couldn't listen to it to borrow a way, looking at Se-hoon's distant back, Huiying roared in a low voice, "Hey, where is the dead boy, don't say it's what I said." β
Sehoon, who walked not far away, raised his hand menacingly.
Eyoung frowned, turning her gaze back to her wall-covered graffiti.
"Good luck, brother. β
The atmosphere in the training room is very high, it is said that athletes from other countries want to come to Qingyi to communicate, for this Li Junxi, who has won the gold medal of many games, everyone is naturally in full swing to learn from experience, Li Junxi was surrounded in the middle, he listened to the English that was not bright in his ears, although there was a warm smile on his face, but in his heart, not to mention how boring.
"Every moment in life is a decisive moment. I have always been a great fan of Mr. Bresson's wise quotes. So.. As the words fell, Jun-hee looked up at the coffee table next to him, the countless trophies and photos of glory in the display case behind him. Therefore, I have also used this sentence as a belief in my taekwondo career, and I am also looking forward to whether I can go out into the world in the future. Of course, I hope that the people around me will become my biggest rivals in life, after all, sometimes pressure is also a kind of motivation. Jun-hee once again casually glanced at the trophy that shimmered in the moonlight. When his eyes noticed the picture frame mixed in with the many trophies, he suddenly missed his mother very much, and the expression on his face began to be awkward, and after hesitating for a long time, he slowly raised his head and laughed without any pretense of pretense. "So you should be able to feel the same thing, how could I, who is so eager to shine, be willing to be everyone's humanoid sandbag. β
You also said that people don't live to the last second and never know if the road they have traveled is wonderful. β
Jun-hee was speechless to refute, and could only stare at him angrily.
"Haha, but that's a good point, it's the most cultured one among sports students. β
Attendant A rattles and throws a flying eye at Jun-hee.
"Thank you, I am also one of the most physically resistant cultural model students. Jun-hee grabbed the apple that was thrown by his attendant, but this time, he didn't rush to throw it back, who had always liked to liven up the atmosphere. "It's just that I didn't put my mind on studying, otherwise, I would have blocked the way of more people by going my own way. Joon-hee's phone rang, and his face sank when the name of "father" flashed on the screen. "That's all for today, see you another day, please keep training. β
Joon-hee walked into his father, Lee Tae-so's private gym on the top floor of the hotel, and stood by the bright glass window to take in the bustling scenery of Anseong. However, for Jun-hee, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is just a pool of stagnant water. Jun-hee quietly looked at the scenery outside the window, and suddenly felt that there was someone behind him. As soon as he turned his head, he saw his father looking at him menacingly. Father and son turned their heads back to stand back to back in place, and in the cold silence, the two of them drooped their eyes in opposite directions.
"Hah!"
Jun Hee took a step back, spun around, and in the earth-shattering shouting, he chased his raised legs against Lee Tae-so's chest for a series of kicks, Lee Tae-so quickly dodged left and right like a storm, Lee Jun-hee's legs stirred up a murderous aura that was not as good as before, although Lee Tae-so was slightly stunned, but in the tentative stage, he still used offensive and defensive actions to tie with Jun-hee.
"Kick, kick, pop!"
The kick from the split air, with the crushing feeling of flying sand and stones, kicked heavily in Li Junxi's chest, Li Junxi's eyes turned black, and he staggered backwards and retreated. After being hit in the chest, the hot pain instantly invaded his whole body. His mind was in a state of complete confusion, and he almost couldn't breathe, and when the black smoke in front of him gradually disappeared, he only felt that there seemed to be a foul smell of blood gushing in his throat from the slightly closed lips. The black mist faded from his eyes, his chest heaved violently, and a wave of heat continued to rise from his forehead.
Li Junxi's face was like rain, and he looked at his father carefully from head to toe with a miserable white face.
Lee Tae-so also stopped moving, exhaled heavily and straightened his clothes, he wiped his nose with the back of his hand, and looked at Jun-hee, who was gradually losing his physical strength, with a look of disdain, taking advantage of the opponent's inability to fight back, he used his hooked phalanges to rub the sore muscles of the triceps with a little force. The snow-white towel slowly brushed the bruises on his arms, and he took the sweaty towel again and silently wiped the sweat on his face.
And looking at Lee Tae-so, who was standing on his diagonal with a sweaty face but staring at him intently, the corners of Lee Jun-hee's mouth slightly raised a contemptuous smile.
"Do you want me to tell you, no matter how hard you try, you can't beat me, a middle-aged man who is supposed to go downhill with age?" Lee Tae-so asked quietly. His face was clean, but his eyes were still red.
"Father's skill has already reached the point of unfathomable and peaking, such vigorous skills, mountain-like leg strength, coupled with thunderous leg wind, wave-like offensive, I don't think just one opponent can conquer you. β
Sweating profusely, Jun-hee couldn't restrain the heartbeat of the lava explosion in his chest, and while he was calmly preparing for the battle, he raised his face a little excited to answer his father.
"That's not the real reason, you don't want to get by. At the moment when the father and son made eye contact, Lee Tae-so was the first to sink his face, and then he crushed Jun-hee's embarrassed red eyes with a vicious look.
Looking at Jun-hee who is constantly dodging the defense in the face of his arrogant pressure. Lee Tae-so roared in anger, and his attack was even more courageous, and even the pushes, kicks, and shoves sank like a volcanic eruption.
Not to be outdone, Jun-hee was as light as a flying swallow with his footwork, and he unleashed a brisk and perfect forward sweep like a lotus, but instead he quickly retreated back into position and confused Lee Tae-so's new tactical offensive with a series of subtle movements that seemed to be attacking and tentative.
At the moment when Lee Jun-hee completely retracted his leg, Lee Tae-so clenched his fists to raise his breath, stood his neck and held his breath, he raised his right leg high, and his left toe firmly grasped the ground, always ready to dive and kick over.
"Whoa!"
In a flash-
Lee Jun-hee's eyes are as bright as day!
Lee Tae-so didn't care about Lee Jun-hee's stunned gap, he quickly raised his leg and shouted, and hit out again at Lee Jun-hee's flashing figure, watching his father's old trick repeat, Lee Jun-hee still only dodged and didn't attack, he stared at his father's lightning and thunderous attacks with all his attention, and in an instant, Lee Jun-hee subconsciously shrank his neck and raised his head to avoid. Cleverly exit the tiger's wolf's den. However, despite the similarity of the scenes, it was easy to dodge such a violent attack once or twice, but it was completely impossible to dodge it again and again.
There was a brief silence in the gym,
Lee Jun-hee clutched his chest, just breathing a sigh of relief.
For a moment of relief, Lee Tae-so pushed and kicked his left foot, his foot rushed straight to Lee Jun-hee's forehead, the strength was so great and the rhythm was so fast, looking at the shocking father's strong and precise play, Lee Jun-hee had an idea, he turned his head sideways, and barely fought for this opportunity to dodge.
Li Junxi leaned against the fence and barely stood still without falling, and in the flash of a moment, his father's fist shadow in the air seemed to be shrouded in the vast mist, watching his father staring at him condescendingly with red eyes like copper bells, Li Junxi's body leaning on the fence staggered and swayed backwards several times. At that moment, there was a tingling pain in his head, as if he had been hollowed out and then filled his head with lead water. He knew that if it weren't for his father's impatience, maybe he wouldn't have had a chance to dodge.
A brightly lit gym.
Rows of searchlights were aimed at the father and son who were fighting fiercely on the field.
Lee Tae-so's left fist hit Joon-hee right in the face.
At the moment of falling, Jun-hee looked at the solemn Lee Tae-so's eyes flashing fiercely from time to time, he only felt his eardrums pop, and then stared at the light on the ceiling with a dull gaze, shaking like a desperate and dizzying light towards the shaking surroundings.
"Do you know the gap between me and you now?"
Looking at Jun-hee, who was lying on the mat panting, it was clear that he didn't plan to get up again. Lee Tae-so's eyes were full of satisfaction. The door of the gym opened, and the secretary ran out and handed Lee Tae-so a water bottle. Lee Tae-so asked calmly drinking water.
"Because I can't be ruthless in the face of my father, I can't compete with you seriously. Jun-hee said in pain. His eyes were full of stars, and his face was as white as paper. He struggled to put his hands on the last layer of the fence. Violent dizziness hit, and Jun-hee bounced heavily on the mat and buried his head in a deep groan.
"So, from the very beginning your position was wrong. You thought that your initial attack would neither hurt me nor be completely overwhelming, and you wanted a quick victory, but your laid-back nature, like your mother, meant that you were doomed. If you suffer a loss, you will be beaten. Have you forgotten what I told you? There are only opponents in the ring, no relatives and no friends as you call them. But you also have to take a long-term view and look at the heavy medal results. β
"I don't believe it. Joon-hee struggled to get up, sorting out his unseemly uniform that had been pulled, and staring at Lee Tae-so with a puffed face on his face.
"I don't believe it, but your body seems to be much more honest than your mouth. From the start, you'll be attacking far more than you need, but I know that your consistent style of play will never go so far, so I will take the strategy of defending first and then attacking when you run out of energy. After the tiger returns to the mountain, a fire destroys the territory where the tiger lives, so that the Jedi can't fight back. This is my tactic and my strategy for business warfare. And you, boy, better learn a little. Don't think that that little trick can stop me from marrying your stepmother, and play tricks with me, at least I have to grow up quickly to become my opponent. Do you think that you, a yellow-haired boy, will be the opponent of two adults? Whether it is Yoon Sang-hyun, who is accustomed to sitting in the position of director, or your father, Lee Tae-so, the current chairman of CGH, do you think we can defeat in front of you? β
"It does look as solid as an iron bucket, and it is indestructible, but the more tightly it fits, the more it will break through, have you forgotten the new tactics that my father taught me? But I won't, I won't forget it for the rest of my life. β
As he spoke, Jun-hee's face once again had a childish smile on his face, and he hurriedly ran towards Lee Tae-so, as if "Ha!" It turned into a series of exhalations that were about to collapse, and I saw him spin tightly around his father's life.
Lee Tae-so has no possibility of fighting back, even if he is in a situation where he is unable to fight back, he still leans up slightly. Every time Jun-hee raised his arms and legs, the air flow like water waves was muddled by the subtle frequency, and Lee Tae-so gripped the ground fiercely with his toes, watching Jun-hee's eyes that kept tightening like needles and the black belt that kept shaking and slowly unraveling. Lee Tae-so's figure couldn't help but be a little slanted, and there was a roar like a huge wave crashing on the shore in his ears, looking at Jun-hee, who was almost red in the face because his body was so hot that his blood was surging wildly because his body was unbearable. Lee Tae-so clenched his fists and jumped with the strength of his whole body through his arms, and at the same time as the huge wave roared and was about to engulf him, Lee Tae-so aimed at Lee Jun-hee's left shoulder, and the punch was like a thousand torrents with a fierce fist wind, and the blue protective gear quickly fell out of the field with the emergency rotation in the roar, and Lee Jun-hee's nightmare woke up in shock.
"I hate people who pretend to be smart more than anything else, and you happen to be my son. However, I'm afraid that you can't remember one thing, I am also your senior teacher in the field of taekwondo, and I taught the truth, can't I apply my way to you?"
Jun-hee stiffened his face and stopped attacking.
"As a senior, I know your flaws, and when your opponent's shortcomings are exposed in front of you, winning is an easy and easy thing. As a teacher, watching you make the same mistakes over and over again, although the tricks are not fatal, but looking at you falling in front of me again and again, I am really disappointed. As your father, I'm lonely when your fist is aimed at my head and turns against me. Of course, as the relationship between the president and future employees, I would like to see your loyalty more than that of a smart employee. Of course, I prefer that you can let the boiling blood clot as soon as possible, and then be happy with my decision. β
"Don't talk to me about that nonsense, and don't mention Yin Xiangxian to me. β
"Don't appear in front of me and your stepmother during this time, in order to let you calm down and learn more about society, from tonight, you will be educated as a successor in the hotel. Perhaps only by letting you walk the way I came, and then being stirred up by cold water, can you understand your own shortcomings. β
Lee Tae-so walked past Jun-hee who was standing in place without hesitation. When the secretaries followed Lee Tae-so out, looking at the heavily closed door, Lee Jun-hee clenched his fists tightly.
Quiet nights can be long, especially for those who don't have a date, which is always lonely and bleak.
Jun Hee raised his head to look at the faint moonlight, even the clouds around the moon were faint like cotton wool with thousands of holes after being torn by someone, he closed his eyes and let his fingers slowly curl up, at that moment even the air was filled with a faint aroma of fragrant grass.
"Don't you plan to see your mother?" the attendant's words pulled Jun-hee back to reality.
Li Junxi closed his eyes and was silent for a moment, silently looking at the metal rebound, his eyes were dark, and his teeth bit his lips white.
"Why do you want to learn taekwondo? Isn't it good to learn acting? Learn the violin, my mother likes to see you play the violin. β
"Doesn't my mother think that the boys who practice boxing are very handsome? Just like my father, didn't he conquer my mother with his vigorous heroism. "Sixteen years ago, his mother asked him a question, and until now he has not known the real answer.
In fact, he doesn't like it, but when his mother is bullied by his father, he can stand in front of his mother to protect her. And when he finally had the courage to do something, he found that he no longer had the identity to protect that person.
"I didn't have the ability to protect my mother back then, but now I see that she is still very nourishing alone, and I am afraid that when she sees me, she will remember the events of the year, which will only increase my sadness. β
"No, you are her son, she may be worried about you, and after so many years, the memories of unhappiness should be blurred, Li Junxi is thinking too much. β
"You don't understand, if you've had the same experience as her, you should know that everyone and everything in that family is a nightmare for her. I still remember how devastated she was when she cut all the photos out before leaving, and I remember her hysterical cries and curses on her father. For someone whose heart has been hurt severely, how can I bear to let her remember the events of the past. β
"So for so many years, you just looked at her through the window, is that all?"
"Just seeing her from afar, I feel very satisfied. Because her shop is near Qingyi, I must come to Qingyi as a poor student. β
"Then you now. β
"I'm going to take a walk along the path we've walked together and try my luck along the way. When I muster up the courage, I might even come into the store to have a meal and chat with her. β
Jun-hee pretended to be sleepy-eyed and got up from the ground, watching the volleyball that was playing several back and forth on the ground, and he walked out of the distance silently.
For Joon-hee, time flies slowly after his mother leaves Anseong. How many times would he stand on the path he had walked with his mother, he looked stupidly at the broken neon sign of Angel's cake shop, and he could still remember the scene when his mother took him to pick up the cake when he was going to go to elementary school to coax him to do his homework;
Joon-hee was hovering in front of the snack bar where his mother worked, and he stood on tiptoe to look at his mother's hurried sweep in the small shop that was still not closed. Looking at his mother's lonely back, he looked bitter.
Just as Jun-hee was about to turn his head, the woman poked her head out of the table that had just been wiped clean, and the two of them met their eyes. Jun-hee, who was in a sad mood, barely squeezed out a smile and saluted the woman inside with a stiff expression.
The shell wind chimes on the door suddenly shake, and the door opened, and a neatly dressed woman came out from inside, and she saw Jun-hee. Jun-hee, who didn't have time to dodge, also saw her.
"Mother, mother,,," Jun-hee tried his best to ignore the excitement and joy in his heart, apprehension and embarrassment. He looked at the woman in a daze, and just as his heart seemed to be clenched in his throat, his clenched fists, and the pain of pins and needles in his drizzling cold palms spread from his hands.
"What? what are you going to say?" the woman looked at him with some vigilance, thinking that the boy had been wandering back and forth in front of her shop just now.
"Hello ,,,, Aunt ,,,,,,, I'm ,,," Junxi looked at her happily, but it seemed that he suddenly thought of something, so the cowardly desire to speak stopped again.
"I know you, you often appear in front of my store and look inside, our store is not expensive, so don't worry. It's just that I'm ready to leave work now. I'm really sorry. When the woman looked at Joon-hee's mature face, which did not resemble the school uniform, her gaze paused on Joon-hee's face for a minute. Then she waved her hand, smiled quietly, shook her head, and motioned for the boy to leave, and then she tightened her face again and walked through the door.
"Auntie, please wait a minute. I, I think. β
"Or are you here to find someone?"
Jun-hee was afraid that his mother would be frightened by him, so he consciously took a step back. The woman looked at Jun-hee seriously, and then at the student name tag he pinned to his T-shirt, maybe it was a naughty student who had escaped sleep. "The school is going to be locked so late, no matter what the reason, you better go back to school quickly, so as not to be criticized by your parents and teachers. β
Jun-hee stood still and didn't move, the corners of his forehead were jumping suddenly, his lips were tightly pursed, but two large clear snowflakes were faintly floating down in a pair of expectant eyes. He deliberately raised his eyebrows coldly, but a large area of snow mist immediately welled up in his clear eyes.
The woman was still aware of the sad gaze just a door away, so she looked back at the boy outside the door again, and she saw the boy's heavy dark circles, red and swollen eyes, and wordless but affectionate eyes. The woman's heart was faintly touched, and she beckoned to the boy again, but this time instead of letting him go, she let him in.
"I don't want to go back to school, I got into trouble at school and I was kicked out of my family, can I get something to eat? β
Jun-hee laughed, but his voice seemed to be choked.
Jun-hee sat at the table set by his mother, and he looked a little nervous after not having a home-cooked meal for a long time. After his mother left home, he has always eaten casually at a convenience store to solve the problem of food and clothing, and when he was really tired of eating, he searched a few word-of-mouth stores to eat the dishes of professional chefs. So, for him, bland home-cooked dishes like potato balls and scrambled eggs with tomatoes are also particularly novel. Jun-hee stared at the food in front of him in a daze, and his throat rolled. Then he slowly let go of his sweaty hand, but he couldn't pick up the chopsticks easily, he bit his mouth with a sullen expression, and his lips slowly turned white. Seeing this, the woman handed the chopsticks to him.
Junxi looked at his mother, there were countless stars flashing in his eyes, he nodded respectfully, the childish smile on his lips revealed the long-lost joy in his heart, and in the face of the same strange look in his mother's eyes, he clumsily made the chopsticks exaggerated gobble up.
"Eat slowly, Auntie won't rob you. β
"Don't choke, good child, eat slowly, mom is not hungry, just watch you eat." β
Jun-hee slowly finished eating a plate of potato balls, the tomato scrambled egg had just taken two bites, tears spread across his cheeks, he took a deep breath, raised his head, looked at the woman and smiled, just laughing and laughing tears fell again. "Uh-huh, thanks. β
"Auntie, you are so good to me. β
There was silence,,,
The woman was stunned, and for some reason her heart kept twitching, and it took a long time for her to gradually recover. She stared at Jun-hee fixedly, and her hand scrambled into the tissue box and fumbled for a long time before pulling out a crumpled piece of paper.
"Thank you, Auntie, with you. β
The woman nodded, smiling with concern, her smile was light, murmuring like a powerful magnetic field in the warmth of the moonlight in midsummer. And the well-focused eyes were like flowing springs, and her eyes turned, shining like fluttering stars and full of love. She picked up the rice and looked at it quietly for a while, handing the dish that was going to be sandwiched into her bowl to Joon-hee's bowl.
"Can you tell me what's going on? I see you running out in a panic, as if you didn't have any luggage, you can't be about to run away from home. β
Joon-hee didn't speak, he buried his face deep in the bowl and secretly looked at his mother's face through the only gap, and his right hand inadvertently scratched "I miss you, Mom" with his untrimmed nails under the table.
"If you don't want to say it, don't worry about it. Today, the chef left work early, so I made a little bit myself, and I usually make it at home, and it's all very simple. β
"It's really delicious, thank you. Jun-hee looked at the woman quietly.
"Auntie!"
"What's wrong?"
Soft voices echo through the dining room.
The woman poked there with the bowl in her hand.
"Nothing. β
After a brief conversation, the two of them silently looked at the extremely dark city.
"Especially today, I'm just longing for someone to be with, and I've never had anyone with me for my birthday since I was 6 years old. I don't know how to say it, but I hope to be good friends with my aunt. Is that okay?"
Seeing the big smile on the woman's lips gradually solidify, Junxi's heart suddenly became sour.
The woman nodded vigorously. "If you like, you can come as often. β
Jun-hee looked straight into her eyes,
The woman lowered her face again and looked at the name tag on Li Junxi's chest seriously, and when the eyes of the two were intertwined, their eyes looked desolate and helpless.
The cool night breeze gently blows the window screens.
The white veil, like the fog of the early morning, covered the pink petals of the rose, and at the same time covered the eyes of the woman's dark light.
Jun-hee lowered his head and swallowed the food.
"Auntie's son happens to have the same birthday as you, tell Auntie what you like to eat next time, and Auntie will make it for you. The aunt's son is not by his side. We just had dinner together, and you made me think of my own children. If you had won custody of the child back then, he would have been as tall as you. The woman thought for a moment and said. She picked up a tissue and couldn't help but gently wipe the corners of Jun-hee's mouth full of food scraps, but her hands were so soft and soft, just like her eyes that shone with love.
"So my aunt and I are in the same condition. β
Jun-hee lowered his head and smiled, tears soaking his red and swollen eyes again.
"Well, so even if you don't say anything, I can understand your mood when I look at you, even though I still don't know anything about you. β
"Are you a student of Qingyi, how old are you now?"
Tears silently spread like crazy on the cheeks of the woman buried in the rice bowl.
"You're okay studying. β
"I'm a sports student and I'm very physical. β
"That's good, I, I see that you look very hungry, I'll make you another eggplant box, my son used to love to eat too. I don't know if it's going to be to your liking. The woman put the fork down with trembling fingers, and she picked up the apron on the couch.
"Next, next time, I'll eat well, thank you, Auntie, it's not early, good night Auntie, I'll come to see you again." Jun-hee couldn't care if it was rude for him to stand up abruptly, so he hurriedly bowed to the woman and ran out of the snack bar.
Se-hoon approached the window and looked at Hyuna who was sitting in the dressing room next to the live broadcast room, and he flashed into the door of the live broadcast room with an idea, then walked up to the microphone alone and pressed the microphone switch.
"Hey, hey, hey, can you hear me? Hey, hey, hello, alumni. β
In the classroom, Park Xinghe, who was lazily lying on the desk and sleeping, glared sullenly at the radio speaker in the class.
"Hey, hey, can you hear me? Good afternoon, everybody. β
"Hey, it sounds like Hyuna's boyfriend. β
"You can hear this, I think it's okay to confess to Hyuna Lianmai in the air. β
In the class, the classmates speculated about everything you said.
"Aren't you annoyed, don't you have anything to do? Park Sung-ha and the horn stared at each other coldly for a minute, and then, he rubbed his sleepy head, stomped on the desk of the difficult Shengshenghao with a demonstrative-like expression, and twisted the horn fiercely with eyes that couldn't break the connection.
"Hello everyone, I'm Kang Se-hoon. β
Shang Ai looked at the rows of tweeters in the corridor expressionlessly, and the corners of his lips curled into a mocking sneer.
The cold eyes of Park Xinghe in his sleep came out of the Ga chicken nest. "Ah!" he stared at the trumpet in the hallway with a deathly cold gaze, and then went back to sleep on the table.
It's Sehoon, Hyuna stands up, intending to walk out of the dressing room door. Se-hoon saw Hyun-ah preparing to leave with a backpack through the single-glazed window that could only be clearly seen from the inside of the live broadcast room. He hurriedly called her.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I have something to say to you, stand there, please don't move. β
Hyuna turned her back to the floor-to-ceiling glass window, and her stunned expression was clearly presented in Sehoon's eyes through the mirror of the dressing room.
"My aunt has been looking for me recently, so I'm not in a good mood lately. I always feel that the distance between me and you is far away. It's that I don't have the courage. Thank you for your understanding. β
Sehoon sat there and said softly with a smile in a clear voice. He paused quietly, looking at Hyuna's dull eyes and slowly sitting down. There was an indescribable feeling in his heart, and now he didn't mind telling it in front of everyone, whether it was an inner monologue or an explanation.
"First, no matter how much my aunt dislikes us, I will hold your hand firmly. I will tell her with practical actions that you will not suffer a loss if you marry me. Second, the day before yesterday you saw Jen and I, and she and I are just a simple friendship now, please don't get me wrong. β
Hyuna felt Sehoon's sincerity and smiled slightly.
"Thirdly, I have heard that you are going to trouble Jenn, and I hope you will not be angry with her because of the misunderstanding. Also, I don't want anyone to make up anything that deliberately distorts my relationship with my friends and girlfriends, and if you really have a grudge against me, just go for me alone. I'm talking about you, a three-word boy. β
The glass door of the live broadcast room was opened, and the cool air of the air conditioner rushed in front of him, and Shixun took off his headphones and looked at Hyuna who pulled his ear.
"Is it over? It's time for me to say a few words. β
"What are you going to say?"
"I'm going to say that no one should touch my boyfriend. Don't even have an idea, let alone an idea in this regard, of course, if you really need a scandal, just let Jeanne find a way to help you. Isn't her home dedicated to making Internet celebrity incubators? My boyfriend doesn't do a backdrop for anyone, and it's certainly not a shelter for out-of-fashion influencers. β
Hyuna's thoughts were extremely chaotic, and as she spoke, the gossip of her classmates kept flashing in her head. Just then, Sehoon tripped Hyuna's leg. Just as Hyuna almost tripped over, Se-hoon held her arm firmly.
"What are you doing?"
"It's nothing, I'm just afraid that you've done something wrong like you did to Seung-ho last time. β
"Then you can't trip me too?"
"If I don't trip you, there is no chance of catching you. And I don't think there should be so much whining on such a good day. β
Because of the punishment, Lee Jun-hee was wiping dishes in the kitchen of the Wegener (Mainland) Hotel, and the kitchen maid was whispering, and the sound of whispering mocking words came to Jun-hee's ears from all directions.
"How could the president let his own son be embarrassed when he came to the back kitchen, and since the chairman and the former director of MMBC were together, the peach news has never been broken, is it possible that the drama of abusing his biological son will be staged in the future? β
"It's not that it's a matter of receiving successor education to inherit the hotel, and that's not necessarily the case. I heard that Lee Jun-hee got a woman from outside in the first two days and posed with Yoon Sang-hyun. Then do you say that Yin Xiangxian will treat him well when he enters the door? β
"Nine times out of ten, if you say this, he looks very docile and honest, you said that Yin Xiangxian treated him like this before he entered the door, and he must not torture this stepson to death after entering the door. It seems that it is self-defeating, and I know that it is better not to do it if I lift a stone and hit my own foot. This first impression is not good, but the days to come will be good. If it's not good that Yin Xiangxian wants a second child, the position of this successor may be different, and if Junxi wipes the dishes again, it won't just look at his father's face. β
Do these people want you to hear, or don't they want you to hear? Jun-hee was so angry that he deliberately smashed the stack of plates that he had just wiped clean on the ground, looking at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and the surroundings instantly fell silent.
"If you want to go to work quietly and never get fired, get out of here honestly. β
Everyone pushed each other and walked out of the back kitchen. Looking at the glittering porcelain tiles all over the ground, Junxi's mood suddenly brightened, but he didn't be happy for long, so he changed the manager to find fault.
"Li Junxi, I clearly instructed you to put the washed dishes and plates into the machine to be sterilized, why don't you listen? If you were a customer, what kind of mood would you have, wouldn't you be worried about whether the food is safe and hygienic?"
Jun-hee didn't look at the manager and didn't answer, he picked up the broom and continued to sweep the plate that had just been broken.
"I'm talking to you, please look me in the eye, and the sterilized plates are to be sent downstairs to be warmed, and if I find another cold dish, then you can have a cold meal at noon. The manager said and forcibly turned Lee Jun-hee's body to his eyes.
"Let me eat the leftovers, manager, are you tired of playing?"
The people in the hall were doing their own things, some were wiping down the bar in the hall, and some people were gathering together to mop the floor while picking their eyes and looking at the back kitchen. Although Joon-hee is dealing with the manager's reprimands, his mind is full of things about Lee Tae-so and Yoon Sang-hyun.
"How do you talk to me, I'm your boss. β
Lee Jun-hee stepped out of the manager's sight and continued to fiddle with his chopsticks. This is an unexpected situation that the manager has not encountered in so many years. He glanced at the servant who was busy in the hall but pricked up his ears to eavesdrop, and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed that he had let Jun-hee go so easily. At this moment, he happened to have another stack of dirty trays at hand.
He pulled out a chair and sat behind Lee Jun-hee with Erlang's legs crossed.
Just when Lee Jun-hee was about to pick up the scraps and walk to the trash can, he was dragged back by the manager.
"You take these plates and wash them, wipe them clean, and then disinfect and warm them in front of me. β
"Do you think I'm in a good mood right now? Since you're so unwelcome, I'm going to report to my father, Chairman Lee Tae-so. β
"Of course, I'll report to the president, but it's my job to make sure that your behavior is in line with the hotel's rules. At this point, you can't be treated differently just because you're the president's successor. That's not fair to other people. So next time please don't crush me with your father. β
"Yes, I have been with my father in the hotel since I was very young, and I have never seen a good employee like you, the manager. Well done, well do
e." Jun-hee and the manager's eyes collided with each other, sparks. The war is about to begin, and it starts with Lee Jun-hee's joke on his hippie smile.
"When you go out of the kitchen, you have to look neat and tidy, and you can only wear a white shirt and black pants from tomorrow. By the way, your nails have mud, I'll check your hands again tomorrow morning, you'd better clean your nails. If you have a tattoo on your arm, be sure to wash it off as soon as possible, and what customers hate the most is your nondescript nightclub dress. I understand, although you have a lot to do, you are not allowed to be busy during working hours. Otherwise, if I fall into my sight again, my tone will not be as polite as it is now. β
Seeing that Jun-hee didn't answer, the manager became even more aggressive. "You don't understand what I'm saying, do you? Although I won't say a word twice in front of everyone, you, I can still break the routine. Also, as a subordinate, I order you not to look at your boss like this again. β
"I didn't speak because I wanted to give you a chance to step back quietly, but I didn't expect you to appreciate it. β
"Say it again!" Lee Jun Hee threw the tray out of the manager's hand. Suddenly, the atmosphere in the back kitchen dropped to freezing. Lee Jun Hee looked at the manager with a nonchalant posture, pursed his lips and smiled. "I told you, if you don't like my style, go and report it, don't forget to tell him for me, I will pay for these dishes according to our internal purchase price, as for you. β
The manager slowly stood up and walked in front of Li Junxi. The two people were separated by less than five centimeters, staring at each other, feeling that they would fight in the next second.
"Don't worry, I will definitely report it, but for you, I will also teach you the hotel culture that you should abide by. Maybe you've been wandering around in a bad atmosphere for a long time, or maybe you're too young to have a mature concept of what the rules are other than winning or losing, but don't worry, as long as I don't allow you to go wild under my nose for a day. β
"Maybe I'm not tactful enough, just looking at you, a dog-fighting guy, it's really hot. β
"Looks like we can't get along well. β
"It's too late to avoid it. Even if you want to transfer me to another department, it's impossible, I will tell my dad that I appreciate your style and just want to stay with you and learn from your experience. β
Jun-hee takes off his rubber gloves and throws them into the sink.
"Since you just said that those rules are the manager's business, please do your duty seriously. Ten years from now, when I'm the owner of this hotel, you'll have to at least have a bit of experience so that you can leave Wegener more smoothly. Otherwise, no matter how many times you submit your resignation report, I will return it as it is. As soon as the words fell, Li Junxi's expression instantly became fierce. He looked down at the manager. And pressed his face with a somewhat threatening twisted expression.
The sky was blue, and the sun was shining through the white clouds.
In the flower bed at the entrance of the grocery store, the moon season that spits out the fragrant buds in the wind exudes a faint fragrance.
Tae-hee walks leisurely on the side of the road with a violet parasol in his hand. The sunlight shines onto the glass vitrines of the grocery store, giving it a sparkling sparkle of crystalline. The dreamnet shimmered softly in the bright sunlight, and the luster was crystal clear and like a delicate gemstone, and the moment the wind chimes collided, it flowed with dazzling holy light.
Tae-hee turned around slowly, and she stared at the dreamnet in the window that was as thin as a cicada's wings but as colorful as a morning gem. She brushed her eager toes like a girl, her fingers gently caressing the quiet afterglow left by the dreamnet on the shop window. Across the traffic of a fork in the road, in Beiming's sight, Tae-hee's fingertips seemed to penetrate the barrier of glass, quietly and gently caressing on the mirror-like silent fluorescence.
The traffic lights alternate again,
The Rolls-Royce started again, and the car slowly drove behind her, and Tae-hee in the rearview mirror slowly turned into a tiny spot of light.
For Bukmyeong, time flies slowly after leaving Tae-hee. In the empty room, Gu Beiming was eating sandwiches alone, he looked at the necklace that was returned by Tae-hee and the dreamcatcher that was not sent out, he covered his hands on his face and sobbed lowly.
"Toot toot. β
At this time, Gu Beiming's mobile phone vibrate. Beiming saw Li Xianzhen's name displayed on the screen, and he pressed the phone directly.
"If it was Tae-hee's phone call that you were thinking about at the moment, would you still be indifferent? β
Seeing Li Xianzhen's text message, Gu Beiming's eyes became deep.
"Hey, it's me. β
Being angry with her many sisters and husbands in the beauty salon is seen by everyone, and there is no good fruit to eat, especially when you are heard by Youyou, who has always been scathing. So, Li Xianzhen spoke on the phone in a relaxed tone.
"My dear, did the trip to Germany go well? It's a pity, I had to stay in the hospital for half a month because of a sudden illness, but dear Fangxin, I will definitely accompany you next time. β
"You call me and you know it's, right?"
On the other side of the mobile phone, Gu Beiming's voice was very perfunctory.
"Where?"
"Didn't I warn you about you, that I am only a superficial husband and wife between you and you? β
Gu Beiming hung up the phone without warning. Although Li Xianzhen wanted to smash the phone on the spot, when she noticed Youyou's sharp eyes under his frowning brows, Li Xianzhen held the phone that had been hung up, and then said, "Got it, see you at 8.30 p.m." β
Yuyu noticed a subtle change in Rachel's expression. Yo, that's what happened.
"I don't think you can see him. β
Facing Youyou, who was smiling hippie, Lee Hyun Jin raised his mobile phone. "It's only if you can see the dynamics of the circle of friends. β