240 Unavoidable problems will always come back

-Min-suk's Villa-

March 17th

0:06 a.m

Just now, Chen Tao and Min Shuo talked about the paparazzi coming to guard again, but Min Shuo didn't listen to a word. Min Shuo stared at Chen Tao's joy and fell into confusion.

Something unscientific has happened!

Chen Tao loves to laugh!

Weird!

Chen Tao seemed to be in a very happy mood, and although he tried to show a serious expression, he failed outright. Not only does he not look serious at all, but he gives people a sense of playing life, which also makes Minseok find it interesting.

"It's strange, what makes this wooden man happy", Min Suk thought back, "There was only one little assistant in the car who was once severely reprimanded by Chen Tao, could it be her?" ”

Min Shuo thought that Chen Tao should be a little sad today, although this tone was not suitable for Chen Tao.

"Shouldn't he be a little lost, Xiaolan went on a date, why didn't he feel anything?" Minseok thought.

I don't want to.

The paparazzi that Chen Tao said are the same, they don't want to think about it, so forget it.

Paparazzi are everywhere.

Min Suk knew that these people were spying on him, and he knew that they would never give up, and he had never "expected" - and on the other hand, it also meant that he should have a big material, according to the paparazzi's thinking, there must be a fatal flaw in the too perfect "human design".

Understandable.

In Minshuo's opinion, he is a little too "innocent", and there should be some small stains.

"This spring is destined to be an eventful spring. ”

Now, he has to face emotional problems, what direction should his relationship with Lin Jing - their relationship develop.

It turned out that Lin Jing was just a stable and even a somewhat bland girlfriend in his heart, and they lived in harmony with each other, although he was not very tempted and did not say that he was affectionate, but he was also affectionate, and it has become a habit to be with her.

Now, Brother Tan brought such news in the middle of the night, which couldn't help but make his heart go up and down, he had to say that something was not a taste, and the sense of betrayal came suddenly, and it was the kind of surprise that struck suddenly.

"Could it be that there is really a faint layer of green floating on his head?" Minshuo thought.

Where should I go, Min Shuo wanted to call Lin Jing a little impulsively, but he held back at the critical moment, he felt that questioning without evidence and suspecting without seeing it with his own eyes would completely tear apart their feelings, and the original foundation was like a thin layer of cream, but now a gust of wind is blowing, and the cream is about to change shape and flow.

"It's also possible that it's just business. Min Suk said, he didn't believe it anyway, but he comforted and comforted himself, but found that such comfort was better than nothing.

In Min Shuo's memory, there were several times when Lin Jing's fragile self-confidence was on the verge of collapse and almost turned into flying sand. Now, does he want to ask about that Wang Zhiming?

Or is it better to stay put?

For some reason, Min Suk looked out the window, he felt that he saw a round and big moon, and that moon was exactly the same as the one hanging in the sky, and the moon was getting bigger and bigger, and it seemed to roll in, and there were shadows in the moon, as if it was Wu Gangyue's rabbit, and it seemed to be Chang'e's shadow, of course, he was willing to give his thoughts to romance rather than technology.

"The ancients did not see the present time and the moon, but the present month once looked like the ancients. ”

He wanted to ask the moon today, how the ancients treated feelings, what should he do, and how can feelings not be consumed.

Not only attracted by the moon, but also because of mood fluctuations, Minseok wanted to go out for a walk tonight, this big night, he didn't know why, he was restless, fortunately, there was nothing to do tomorrow.

-Outside Minshuo Villa-

March 17th

0:09 a.m

The midnight wind blows gently on everyone, and the midnight moon also illuminates many people's dreams.

Min Suk walked out of his villa, he came to the road, only a few street lamps lit lonely on the lonely road, no sound, no pedestrians, no cars, the whole world seemed to be quiet.

The car in front of you is gone, look, let's retreat.

"It's not easy for the paparazzi. Minseok thought.

He walked leisurely, no matter what had happened today, he just let his mind go, let everything calm down, calm down, and surrender himself to time.

His heart was no longer worried, his thoughts were no longer disturbed, he was no longer troubled by what he was, he felt that going out for a walk seemed to be more effective than drinking a little wine, and he felt that his mood was up again.

Min Suk walked, walking, a pleasant black spot appeared in the originally empty field of vision, and when he looked closely, there was a narrow black shadow that broke into his line of sight, no, he didn't pay attention, and he thought it was who.

Minshuo was first suspicious, then shocked.

He slowed down.

Min Suk thought to himself, "Could it be that in the middle of the night, in the villa area, there are still people coming out for a walk?" Of course, he didn't think about coming out himself.

"It's still possible for older people," Minshuo thought.

"I'm using this midnight walk to get around, why are they?"

"Yesterday was the 19th day of the second month of the lunar calendar, and now it is more than 12 o'clock, that is the 17th, and the lunar calendar should be the 20th of February. Fortunately, it's not the seventh, seventeenth, or twenty-seventh day of the first month. Minseok said.

"Oh, really, I remembered this. It seems that you can't listen to ghost stories. ”

In the past, Minseok liked to pester the old people in the family, watch some old strange things, and listen to some old things, and his father always said that it was an old-fashioned story.

"It's good, I always think about it in the middle of the night, that's why my guts are so small for no reason. ”

When he was a child, Minseok listened to his grandmother tell fairy tales and his grandmother told ghost stories.