In Japan, the rain clouds of Shizuoka Prefecture have been in this place for a full night, and the continuous haze color rules the sky and the morning light has not dispersed, and in Seoul, across the sea, the sun is shining brightly, and the sky is clear and blue.

Taeyeon carried her school bag and walked from the dormitory to the office, the traffic whistled by, the dry dust on the road was raised, mixed with the hot air through the corners of the skirt, the trees on the side of the road rustled and shook the leaves, the sun shone from the treetops, mottled her shadow, she looked up, she was blinded by the light, and covered her forehead with one hand.

If a pedestrian in a hurry stops slightly, then the figure of a girl who stops under the tree at this moment, puts her head on her forehead with one hand on her forehead, and the corner of her skirt is also flying, it must be a rare and fresh scenery in Seoul that is gradually entering the hot summer.

In fact, the city has no shortage of eyes to find beauty.

When Taeyeon goes to the office and opens the locker to put her bag in, a beautifully printed envelope falls out of it with a red heart tie on it, and several girls who are familiar with Taeyeon see it and scream and pat her on the shoulder.

"Taeyeon Taeyeon, I've got it again, open it and take a look. ”

"Ba Po, do you understand privacy?"

"It's not yours, the emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry!"

"Yikes!"

Playing and playing, the small space is filled with the girl's private less reserved side, and occasionally bold words will come out, but it is not uncommon for Taeyeon or the people she knows well to suddenly appear in the locker like this.

Since last year. Although Taeyeon never said anything, girls in the rainy season always exude some kind of attractive quality, maybe it's just the silhouette of the sun penetrating through the clothes when passing by, maybe it's just frowning and biting her lip when you think, or maybe it's just the long hair fluttering in the wind, someone sees it and is captured by Nami.

Girls at this age are still close to maturity, but when the youth has not faded, the attack surface of charm is extraordinarily wide. I like the enchantment nourished by the hormones. The younger ones like the simplicity that has not been buried by the world.

As a result, all kinds of actions that were secretly admired and pursued openly came one after another.

Everyone grows up in such a complex environment, and suddenly accepts something, first hesitating, and then learning to deal with it. and then to the indifference of the most rear. Once the girl was flustered and blushed, she no longer saw it. The coquettish laughter in front of the locker is gradually replaced by gossip bickering, and for Taeyeon's friends, it is nothing more than another male in heat. For Taeyeon, it was just before the summer when the weather began to be muggy, adding another annoyance.

As she feared, before noon, the rumors that she had received a love letter were almost spread among the female trainees, the company was not a school, and the teaching director who did not hold a bat suddenly jumped out to crack down on early love, and even the dance and vocal teachers who were or are trainees before or now, if they met in the corridor, they would squeeze their eyes ambiguously and ask her how she felt about receiving the confessional love letter.

Coupled with her special status, even the always strict section leaders turned a blind eye to her affairs, which naturally indulged the spread of gossip even more.

However, she did not like, especially such a hot weather, such a busy day, so that she was a little unhappy day.

Yoona has gone to Japan.

Before getting on the plane yesterday, she called her and explained it specifically, so she naturally knew the reason - Sister Xiujing was born!

In principle, this is news that does not need to be unexpected, the reality is not a prime-time bloody romance drama, the bitter heroine who married into a wealthy family after all the hardships suffered a miscarriage because she fell from the upper floor at the moment before giving birth, and the brain-dead screenwriter did not consider the guarantee that rich people can buy with money, in the past days, she has seen Junhyuk's care for Xiujing's sister, and it is natural that the child was born safely.

But yesterday, the moment I learned about it, I don't know what to do, my head was blank, and my body was soft and couldn't lift any strength.

The mood is also messy, she called him last night, she happily congratulated him on the phone, and said words of blessing, but listening to his hearty smile over there, she could only support her body by leaning against the wall, her breathing was disordered, her emotions were conflicting, some joy, some sadness, and some irritability...... Many, many confusing thoughts, unclear and unclear, like a crumpled ball of thread.

This state continues to this day, even if I receive a love letter from someone else in the morning, even if I practice hard, and the amount of exercise even exceeds that of Xiuyan, who has always been the most hardworking, I still can't forget those thoughts, and the whole person is immersed in his own world, muddy.

Time passed without stopping, and in the evening, the setting sun stained the foothills in the distance surrounded by the window, soaked in sweat, and passed by the orange so-yeon, and when I passed by the team practice room, I was a little surprised to find that Taeyeon was still inside.

She had a general relationship with Taeyeon, and when she saw that Su-young, who hadn't left yet, was putting on her shoes at the door, she grabbed her, raised her chin and nodded at the sweaty girl figure in the practice room, and asked Su-young, "What's wrong with her?"

"I don't know what to do!" Xiuying shrugged, "I guess I'm too excited." ”

“…… Huh?"

"She received a love letter today, I guess the guy who wrote the love letter is her concubine!" Xiuying thought about it, and was very sure of her guess, "Otherwise, what kind of spring will she have on a hot day?"

“…………”

When she said this, Xiuyan was embarrassed to ask more, seeing Xiuying rolling her eyes, the more she guessed, the more interested she became, and hurriedly pulled her away with her, otherwise she didn't know what would happen to her arrogantly.

As the two left, the space fell silent. The practice room is located on the third floor, which was originally intended for the team that is about to prepare for its debut, and the former TVXQ, Ahn Junhyuk, and SJ have all stayed here, but there are no other trainees.

In the empty room, the CD player resounded with the melody and beat, the movement was not large, the rules were soft and soft, Taeyeon's figure danced softly with the beat, and occasionally paused, you could hear the echo of the laughter of the trainees who were about to leave in the orange sunset outside the window, and the afterglow also filled the floor-to-ceiling windows, and with the shaking of the curtain, sometimes leaking a wisp of gold.

In that light, time became as silky as water, delicate and silent.

At one point, she stopped, her tired breath ringing in her eardrums, and she looked at the ground, where her shadow was dragged into the shadows by the setting sun, which was actually darkness, it existed in places where the light did not shine, reflecting each other, making the space in which she was located stretch out of the sky as if it were vast.

I suddenly remembered last night.

Last night, she slept in his house - Yun'a left the key with her when she left, and last night she stayed there until midnight, and suddenly woke up, and walked up the dark corridor to see a golden light leaking from the crack in the study door.

It was a very familiar scene, and in the past, she occasionally lived here, and when she pushed open the door, she would often see him working at his desk with his back to the door, a cup of coffee in his hand and smoke curling from the lamp.

However, when I opened the door yesterday, a light was shining alone in my field of vision, and the coffee cup was still there, but there was no heat in the cup without him at the table...... (To be continued......)