It's starting to get cold.

After school in the evening, when I walked out of the school gate of Cheongdam High School, a few sycamore leaves fell, and the light of the southwest dusk shone through the sparse branches, and the cold wind blew, Taeyeon shrunk her neck, and a bleak feeling hit her heart.

"Taeyeon ......"

Someone called her name, and when she looked back, it was a few classmates in the class who could talk to each other, and they trotted over and said that the nearby shopping malls were doing Mid-Autumn Festival activities, and invited her to go shopping together, but Taeyeon politely declined.

"There's something going on today, let's do it tomorrow, anyway, it's not just today. ”

"Alright, then bye-bye!"

They shook their hands and left, and Taeyeon stood in front of the door for a while, watching the leaves wither to the ground, and then the whirling wind blew and fluttered in the air.

Tomorrow is October 6th, the fifteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, and the Mid-Autumn Festival of another year.

said that there was something, but in fact it was just a prevarication, no need to go to class tomorrow, according to the regulations, the company was also on holiday, and she was too lazy to go home during the short vacation, so where was there anything, it was just that she didn't want to.

After living in a strange city for a long time, a person occasionally feels very tired, doesn't want to do anything, doesn't want to go to a lively place, doesn't want to contact familiar people, just wants to be immersed in inexplicable thoughts and wander back and forth quietly, look at the prosperity of the roadside, pass by pedestrians, maybe buy an ice cream and eat it in small bites, don't think about calories, and put the worry of obesity aside.

That kind of mood is probably called loneliness, of course, this Mid-Autumn Festival is not yet lonely, and I don't want to accompany Xue to visit the mall. It's not that I'm tired of it.

Standing at the gate of the school, after a pause, facing the colors rendered by the sunset in the sky, the girl shrugged her shoulders and walked towards a beauty salon not far away with her schoolbag on her back.

Autumn always seems to be the season when people are in a low mood, but Kim Taeyeon is in a pretty good mood right now, as mentioned earlier, tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival, and if there are no accidents, he will definitely return to China tomorrow......

"Welcome!"

Push open the glass door. The sound of greeting rings in my ears. Taeyeon looked at the first floor of the beauty salon, which was a little deserted, and then looked at the smiling reception.

"Can I get my ears pierced here?"

"Of course, do you have any specific requirements?"

As he spoke, he invited her to sit down in front of a vanity mirror. Bring the atlas for her to choose from.

The girl remembered that it was still in the dormitory. The gift he sent back last time. There was a pretty dress in it, and she didn't want to wear it, so she described the style and color of the dress to the receptionist. "Are there any stud earrings that match the style?"

The other party found out the brand and series style of the clothes, and after a while, there was a response: "There are similar, of course, if you are not satisfied, we can also modify the style according to your requirements and book, and you can get it tomorrow." ”

It must be expensive!

But it didn't matter, looking at the smirk on the corner of her mouth in the mirror, Taeyeon nodded.

I have been reluctant to wear that dress, just to wait for him to come back and let him see it first.

Seeing the dress he picked out with his own hands, how beautiful would she be to wear it......

A very ordinary car in this huge metropolis drove smoothly outside the beauty salon and stopped in front of a building along the road that gradually became crowded in the evening.

"Doesn't my sister go to the company?"

The car door opened, and when Yuna jumped out of the car, she heard Xiaoxian's inquiry from behind her, and turned around, Xiaoxian was lying on the window with her arms folded, staring at her with big eyes flickering.

Looking at by those innocent eyes, Yun'er almost surrendered on her knees for a moment, but she could be regarded as a long-time tempered, and in a blink of an eye, she threw away her insignificant sympathy, waved her hand and walked towards the building without hesitation: "You have to go by yourself, don't pull me to suffer with you!"

Fools only practice on vacation, so much time, what's wrong with watching TV series and sleeping lazy?

Shh

Ignoring the lost pouting in the rear, Xiaoxian, who was then carried away by Lance, entered the building and greeted several security guards familiarly. In fact, after living here for so long, the only familiar ones are the security guards, and the neighbors on the same floor are rarely encountered, let alone others, such a situation occasionally makes her think melancholy, for what high-rise buildings are higher, more prosperous and more crowded, and the distance between people is getting farther and farther away.

But after thinking about it the most, most of the girls who have no heart and lungs will think that it is actually better to save trouble.

These days, Ahn Junhyuk's fame has spread back to China from the United States, and the media has always been enthusiastic, although the press without paparazzi is very moral, even if he is annoyed that he can't interview Ahn Junhyuk himself, he will not harass his family, but some familiar relatives and friends around him don't have so many scruples. Since last month, someone has always talked about him in front of her with great interest, asking him what kind of person he is, asking him about his private side, asking him if he usually has to calculate the economic benefits of a grain of rice when he eats, otherwise how can a 20-year-old young man be so business-talented or something.

In school, in the company...... God knows, she's going to be annoyed to death!

Only here can she get a little away from the distractions, and with such a mess in her head, Yuna enters the building's sightseeing elevator, presses the button, and then looks through the transparent glass at the ground that is rapidly moving away below, and the outline of the city that is gradually shrinking and expanding in her field of vision.

The sunset had not yet set, but it had been cut off by the mountains to the west, and only the fiery clouds spread from the sky over there, reflecting the elevator red, until it had risen some distance before it came into contact with the light marks hovering high in the sky, and the eyes were full of gold, and the city below became dim, like a matrix under the shadows, some of the lights lit up, colorful, and some of the points of light passed silently.

It's true that you can see far from the height of your standing, but sometimes you feel that standing too high is really cold.

These days, she has been following his news in the United States, watching the Facebook he leads expand little by little, watching him appear in one newspaper after another, and the thoughts on it occasionally pop into her mind.

He stood higher and higher over there, wondering if he would feel cold.

Today and tomorrow, there is only her own at home, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, Sister Jisoo and Sister Xiujing are no longer in Seoul, they are going to go to the tomb to pay tribute on the autumn evening, Sister Xiujing has a big belly, of course there must be rest time when going out of such a long house, so the two arrived in Busan ahead of schedule, and he will definitely come back tomorrow, but he probably won't come back here.

So there will be almost 36 hours, and the more than 100 square meters belong to her alone.

Rare freedom, but when Yun'er opened the door and looked at the dim living room and the dim corridor, she was stunned at the door for a while, but she only let out a long sigh.

The mood is very complicated, I can't say what it feels like, Sister Xiujing is gradually entering that family, in the face of such a change, even if she convinces herself, but when it really comes, she will still feel melancholy.

They went to sweep the grave, and she was not qualified to join in.

Such abrupt thoughts lingered all the time, pausing in front of the door for a moment, Yun'er knew that some things and some experiences are unforgettable after all, she thought she was ready, relaxed, and adjusted her thoughts, but in fact, the preparation was far from enough, and once she was really ready, it probably meant that her love for him was dying.

Such possibilities and futures often make the girl feel that she can't breathe, and many times she doesn't want to think about it, so she chooses to do something to numb herself, so that she doesn't have time to think about the things that will make her cry, such as doing a bunch of exercises, such as crazy exercises, or, doing housework.

The door was closed, and in the evening, near 6 o'clock, the lights were lit in the drawing-room, in the corridor, and in the bedroom, and the girl's hurried silhouette was cast on the curtain, and the sky gradually covered the darkness.

In fact, there are not many places that need to be cleaned up at home, the Japanese nanny is very competent, when she left in the morning, she cleaned up almost everything that should be cleaned up, Yun'er dragged the vacuum cleaner, upstairs and downstairs and was busy for a moment inefficiently, before she found a little work in the master bedroom - a few pieces of underwear that Lin Xiujing changed should have been changed after the nanny left, so she didn't have time to clean it.

Pregnant people, clothes are usually easier to get dirty, back this month, similar things Yun'er is not the first time to see, not to mention disgust, the girl put the dirty clothes into the bathroom, originally wanted to turn on the washing machine, suddenly remembered that the Japanese nanny once said that pregnant women's underwear is better to wash by hand, so I had to make a basin of hot water, squatting on the ground, some rusty rubbing.

The CD player in the living room was playing music, English songs, Yuna didn't understand very well, she casually flipped out of Jisoo's CD case, only to know that Lu Dao was sung by a group called Carpenter, and Jisoo liked their songs the most.

"When.I. lalalala...... Id.listen.to.the.radio…… Lala...... for.my...... Lala songs......"

The bathroom was dimly lit, and Yuna followed the melody of the lyrics, humming a tune half-bakedly, and when she came across a word she didn't know, or couldn't keep up with the rhythm, she vaguely passed.

The soft voice echoed in the somewhat dim space, the light sprinkled, sitting cross-legged on the ground, Yuna scrubbing the underwear in the basin, the foam flooding, reflecting the colorful luster.

Immersed in the faint melancholy of the singing, she didn't hear the sound of the door twisting open on the side of the entrance, nor did she see Ahn Junhyuk, who had just gotten off the plane with simple luggage, looked tired and dusty, and the moment she opened the door, she was stunned and hesitant for a moment.

He stayed for a while, but finally went into the house, put down his suitcase and coat lightly, listened to the fluttering music and the soft murmur of the girl, looked for the bathroom, and then stood at the door, silently watching her back.

Watch as she lathers up, then playfully blows it aside, only to come back and get it in her face.

Watching her scream, she turned her head to dodge, and raised her hand to wipe it off, but the more she wiped it, the more she wiped it.

Then, seeing that she saw him, the whole person was suddenly stunned.

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Under the staggered outline of light and shadow, the foam on the girl's face quietly exploded, and the pure eyes that were a little dull blinked subconsciously.

Maybe it was the soap bubbles that splashed into my eyes and tears flowed down my eyes...... (To be continued......)