The wind blew in through the half-hidden window in the middle of the night, lifted the curtains, and it shook slightly, allowing the cold to creep in unbridledly.

Tears slid down his sideburns, smudging the pillow, and the cold eroded over, colding the wetness, and crawling down the tear stains to his eyes, but Sumeru was already cold.

Perhaps it was the coldness that reduced the heat and confusion of his thoughts, and the constant churning thoughts finally grasped some fragments, which were fragmentary scenes, which traced back to the source along it, and there were original memories about him.

In the summer of '04, a chubby Jeonju girl named Kim Tae-yeon, timidly carrying a schoolbag, set foot on the bustling land of Seoul and walked into a place called Starlight College. There were a lot of handsome, beautiful boys and girls there, and compared to them, she was as inconspicuous as an ugly duckling with black-rimmed glasses.

Although because they are still young students, they will not show much clear disdain, but she knows that they occasionally talk behind their backs, what is Starlight Academy? It is the hematopoietic system of S.M company, those trainee seniors in the company, those seniors who have already debuted, most of them have come out of here, they think that she is fat and inconspicuous, she is just a stupid girl who wants to be a star and wants to go crazy, and she can't help herself.

They couldn't understand why she could go to vocal classes, and they couldn't understand why Teacher Zheng Chunyuan taught her to teach her classes alone, but with jealousy that she couldn't get it, and a sense of superiority in appearance, they quietly judged her, laughed at her outdated clothes, laughed at her black-rimmed glasses, and didn't pay attention to what kind of strength she had.

A 14-year-old girl, even though she was born with a big heart and can withstand a lot of gossip, but she is still unhappy, so she becomes more and more silent, takes a cultural class in the academy, and one day finally stops going, transfers her studies back to her hometown school, and only goes to Teacher Zheng Chunyuan to learn vocal music lessons every weekend.

The habit of loving being alone and not wanting to communicate with others was also deepened at that time, and I still remember that summer, when she would often lean on the windowsill at night, look at the dark streets outside, watch the stars blink, peek out from behind the clouds, watch the street lamps flicker, and the breeze blowing the dust under the halo, and watch for a long time, until the moon rises, and the bright moonlight spreads the earth, and everything reflected in the field of vision—houses, streets, The shadows of the trees turned into quiet black and white, and then they were drawn into the distance, and once again disappeared into the boundless darkness of the sky.

I don't know what the road is for, I like the kind of silence where even the insects are resting, every time I look at it, I seem to let go of a lot of burdens, so that all the grievances and annoyances are solidified and dissipated with the black and white picture.

However, looking at the moonlight today, it doesn't seem to work.

It was in that summer that I met Ahn Joon-hyuk. One day in class at the teacher's house, the teacher received a call from a colleague asking for help, asking him to help take a student, because he couldn't excuse himself, and he didn't worry about leaving her a girl, so the teacher took her with him. At that time, she didn't think too much about it, until she arrived at the place, and she realized that the student Teacher Lu Dao was going to teach was a trainee senior of S.M Company.

Oh, in her heart at that time, the trainee was already amazing, not to mention that she could walk into the S.M company in person, no one could understand the excitement and embarrassment in her heart at that moment, Kim Taeyeon was still the inconspicuous Jeonju girl, the seniors she occasionally met, and the eyes seemed to be mixed with novelty and some kind of unspeakable mystery - a very familiar feeling, just like the classmates in Starlight Academy who laughed at her in private.

I feel really sad and sad. Natural endurance, after all, has a limit, she is still a girl, has her own self-esteem, a little yearning for vanity, no girl is ridiculed without feeling lonely.

For the first time, I wavered from studying vocal music and my decision to become a singer, and then, I finally met him.

Ahn Jun Hyuk!

Thinking of this, it suddenly became very clear, so clear that he could even remember the warm smile on the corner of his mouth when he first saw him, and when he stretched out his hand to greet her, it was not mixed with a trace of negative impurities, and his eyes were incomparably pure and deep.

All of that, brilliant, warm and grandiose like the sunshine of the day, illuminated her whole person thoroughly, and all the shadows of inferiority in her heart disappeared in an instant.

At that moment, her little heart couldn't resist putting his name and his whole person into it, firmly imprinted, and she couldn't forget it deeply.

However, in retrospect, the encounter that day was actually quite ordinary, and his care for her, his lack of neglect and disdain for her, seems to be explained by his politeness, and perhaps he did not regard her as much as he regarded her as bright and great as his first impression in her heart......

Everything is just a delusion when you have low self-esteem!

"Stupid Kim Taeyeon......"

Tears were still flowing, and the girl wiped her eyes fiercely with the back of her hand, her heart was sore and tight, as if there was an invisible hand grasping there, squeezing hard, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

She sniffed, sat up, put on her glasses, and wanted to go out on the balcony to get some air.

"You...... Are you crying?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out not far away.

As soon as she leaned over and touched the slippers, the girl who was about to get out of bed was taken aback, and subconsciously grabbed the slippers in her hand and wanted to throw them over, but fortunately, at the moment when the murder weapon left her hand, the slow brain finally recognized who the voice belonged to and stopped her movements.

Taeyeon's eyes widened as she looked in the direction of the voice, it was the bed opposite, and the room was dimly lit, but it didn't prevent her from seeing the figure of the girl sitting there.

It's Stephanie, well, maybe it's easier to remember with her Korean name - Hwang Mi-young!

Swallowing her saliva, Taeyeon patted her chest and calmed her heartbeat: "You, you, aren't you asleep?" asked like this, thinking that she was crying and talking to herself just now, and she probably heard it, and she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

But then I put my mind at ease, Huang Meiying is a foreigner, with her speed of speech, the other party can't understand what she is saying at all, although the cry must have been heard by the other party, but anyway, she is a foreigner, and she has no communication partner, so she is not afraid of being known by others for the time being.

Sure enough, Huang Meiying's subsequent reaction showed that she really didn't know what she was talking about: "You...... What to say? For what...... Crying, missing Mom?"

Stammering, grammar reversed, Taeyeon, who was hurriedly wiping away her tears, wanted to cry and laugh, almost didn't know what to do with her expression, and hummed, "I don't want my mother, I'm ...... You don't understand anyway. ”

"Oh......" The girl seemed to understand, oh, but then Taeyeon realized that she was worried again: "I...... Also...... Miss Mom ......" apparently she only understood the word "Mom".

"No, I ......"

"Don't cry...... I...... Accompany...... Sleep?"

"No, I don't need you to sleep with me!"

"Wait.a. Touch...... I…… I.need.to.go.to.the.toilet。 (Wait a minute...... I...... I'm going to the bathroom)

In the unrelated conversation, the very righteous Stephanie stumbled out of bed and ran into the toilet, leaving Taeyeon, who was unable to communicate, to exhale heavily, once again feeling that the language barrier was a big trouble, but because of this, the faint sourness in her heart suddenly disappeared a lot.

At that moment, the phone rang, first vibrating, and then ringing loudly in the cramped dormitory.

She hesitantly pushed open the slide cover, looked at the screen, the three words "Ahn Junhyuk", and the small avatar belonging to him, jumped with the music, was stunned for a moment, and still pressed the connect button.

The girl hypnotized herself inside: it's not that I want to take it, it's because the bell rings for too long and it will make others noisy...... Yes, that's it!

But in her hand, she couldn't wait to put the earpiece to her ear, and the moment she connected it, on the other side of the phone, the familiar voice asked her softly: "Are you asleep?"

“……”

After a long silence, waiting patiently, the girl finally replied in a low voice: "...... No. ”

"I'm downstairs in your dorm. ”

Taeyeon listened in a daze, suddenly jumped up like crazy, ran out of the room barefoot, and ran to the balcony.

Outside the window, the moonlight of the first quarter moon was like water, leisurely spreading the sky and the earth like a landscape painting, and the breeze was like a wave of cháo tides, picking up the girl's running nightdress and long hair, and when the guardrail stopped her like a reef, she and her shadow looked down.

Under the window was an empty path, and the shadows of the trees on the side of the road were dappling, and the moonlight was dappled in the mottled manner, and he was beckoning to this side.

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I almost forgot to say it again, because there were basically no recommended tickets last week, and this week's jīng Hua has been used up yesterday, and the children's shoes that I didn't receive will be made up next week......

Thanks to Douhua is not a brother, but I am afraid that I am tired of beauty, Fan Yanxi, pigs like gold, and the moon night dumps dust for the rewards of five classmates!;

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