"July, rain

On this rainy day, I came to his house again, although it was not the room I was familiar with.

At dinner in the evening, I always recall the winter snow that wrapped the whole of Seoul in a silvery white snow last year, the embarrassment of being seen by him when I secretly ate snow, and the first diary I wrote in the notebook he gave me in the orange light that day when I slept in his bedroom.

I remember the sweet, indescribable warmth in my heart at that time. ”

……

The pen paused, the girl at the desk raised her head, and the window behind the desk was dark, reflecting her shadow, and in that dim reflection, the light of the lamp was dim and obscure, and the outline of her reflection was blurred.

I remembered the events of last winter, when he was still living in Apgujeong, and looking out of the bedroom window, the white snow outlined the Cheongdam High School she is currently attending, and a little farther to the south, the SM company was brightly lit all night.

Her heart was filled with sweetness when she took notes like this that day, and the distant lights were like a campfire to ward her away.

Half a year later, he moved and lived in a better place, sitting like this and looking out into the distance, no longer seeing the lights, and the dark and deep sky at the end of his vision. If she stood up, she was greeted by a microcosm of most of the city, as if she was standing in the clouds, overlooking everything below, as if there was an endless emptiness under her feet in the darkness, and her heart could not suppress the trembling.

Half a year has passed, and Kim Taeyeon, who was once chubby, slowly lost some weight and began to become slimmer, occasionally looking in the mirror. Seeing the face inside that seemed to be more beautiful every day because of the thinning of the face, the cognition of the changes was very clearly remembered in my mind.

She moved her pen and began to memorize the paper again.

……

"Everybody's changing!

Before writing this diary, I turned back to the first page and looked at the first line that I had written six months ago.

I was really happy at that time, although the content was a bit sad, but every word and every stroke seemed to record the lightness of the mood, but now I stroked their dents corroded by the years. But I can never experience the leisurely feeling of that time again. Every thought in my brain is confused, heavy, and faintly depressed and sentimental.

Somewhat inexplicable......

I don't know when these emotions began, but I went through all the diaries. Trying to find a turning point in it. But my chaotic thoughts made it impossible for me to get into the words clearly. I don't know when I started to learn to be jealous......

I'm jealous of Yuna!

From a few months ago, from that birthday party. Until today. ”

……

Remembering this, the handwriting can no longer be extended, she doesn't know what kind of facts those words will reveal if she continues to record, maybe it is a possibility she doesn't want to face, perhaps, she is subconsciously rejecting.

Half a year has been enough for a lot of changes, Lim Yoona is no longer the original Lim Yoona, Ahn Junhyuk is no longer the original Ahn Junhyuk, and she Kim Taeyeon is the same.

Time did not let her continue to grow in size, but her heart was slowly moistened in the passage of years, and all kinds of ups and downs gradually entered her world, and the girl who quietly squatted by the flower bed on New Year's Eve, gathered a small snowball and swallowed it quietly, gradually drifted away in the wind and snow of memories.

Taking off her glasses with one hand and rubbing her forehead, the girl at the desk leaned heavily on the back of the chair, her heart was overwhelmed by some strange emotion, and she was lonely and cold.

Closing the notebook, she looked at it, ready to find a place to put it away.

But this was not her usual dormitory, nor was it the room she used to be familiar with, and she was unfamiliar with this bedroom with pink colors everywhere. A few drawers were opened casually, and most of them were filled with the girl's miscellaneous items, small jewelry, small toys, books, or some strange things.

This is Yun'a's room, and I left her to live today, but there was no new clean quilt in the guest room, so I had to let her and Yun'er squeeze it temporarily.

The mood of loneliness is therefore more desolate and expanding.

Pulling open the drawer again, it was full again, Taeyeon casually glanced at it, and was about to close it, but the next moment, the movement of her hand stalled, and her away gaze turned again.

There were several notebooks piled up in the drawers, some of them were brand new and seemed to have not been used, some of the pages were already frayed with raw edges, most of them were often turned over, and some of the side pages were yellow and white, and I don't know how many years had passed.

Most of them are locked by a small lock, like the most precious memories that must be preserved.

"This is Yuna's diary?"

Taeyeon wondered how she had never known that Yoona had a habit of keeping a diary, or that anyone who knew Yoona would probably not be able to associate her with the image of an honest man who would lie at her desk and persevere in completing her diary, day in and day out.

Everyone's diary is private, and if it was normal, Taeyeon would probably close the drawer and pretend she didn't see it.

But......

After hesitating, she slowly reached into the drawer, and reached for the notebook on top.

Then the next moment he quickly shrank back, and quickly and silently closed the drawer, and the moment he turned around, the bedroom door opened, and Yun'a, who had just washed her hair, walked in with a clatter of pajamas and slippers: "Sister, it's time for you to take a shower!"

"Oh!" Afraid that she would see that she was weak, Taeyeon hurriedly stood up, took a few steps before remembering something, and under Yuna's strange gaze, she trotted back to her desk, hurriedly put her notebook into her shoulder bag, and wanted to carry it to the bathroom.

"Sister, there's no place to hang your bag in the bathroom. ”

"Uh......"

"Just put it here, I won't peek!"

The girl pouted in dissatisfaction, seemingly unhappy with Taeyeon's distrust. Taeyeon laughed awkwardly, of course she couldn't tell Yoona that she couldn't trust her, but that she had just had the idea of peeping into someone's privacy, and subconsciously felt that her privacy was not safe.

Since Yun'er said that she wouldn't peek, she was naturally embarrassed to carry her backpack with her again, so she was mostly immersed in apprehension and took a shower, which took only 5 minutes, and then hurried back to the bedroom, in the faint orange, she saw Yun'er blowing her hair.

A girl who usually ties her hair up and looks heroic, but her back at this moment is indescribably soft.

Just like the gentleness she showed when she wiped the sweat off Ahn Joon-hyuk's face in the evening, this kind of softness was also the first time Taeyeon had seen it.

Standing at the door in a daze, she actually forgot to go in, until after blowing her hair, Yun'er looked back and asked her curiously, "Sister, what are you looking at?"

She woke up from her trance, quickly shook her head, signaled that she hadn't seen anything, entered the bedroom, and closed the door.

"Sister, I'll help you blow your hair!"

"I'll just do it myself. ”

"Oh, it's okay! ”

Taeyeon smiled weakly, and wanted to ask her, didn't you just blow it yourself?, but after all, she didn't say anything, and let Yoona pull her to the bed, and the hair dryer baked a warm air current, and with the movement of the girl's fingers in her hair, little by little, it took away the moisture and became dry.

When everything is done, the clock hanging on the bedside of the bedroom has pointed to 11 o'clock, the night is getting heavier and heavier, the wind outside the window is still whistling in the drizzle, and the room separated by the window, under the comfortable temperature created by the air conditioner, the orange and yellow space brings an unparalleled sense of security, and Yuna lies on the bed together, turns off the light, and listens to the faint sound of the wind coming in outside, Taeyeon lies on her side and tucks the corners of the quilt, and exhales comfortably.

The next moment, a thin body behind him hugged him.

"Yuna?"

She raised her head slightly, the girl's slender fingers rested on her shoulders, her head buried in her shoulder sockets, and the air flow she exhaled as she breathed blew against her somewhat sensitive neck, which was a little uncomfortable.

Behind her, Yun'er grinned and said, "My sister's body is whirring, it's so comfortable to hold!"

“…… But it's hot!" Since she came to live in Seoul independently, without her sister pestering, she has long been used to sleeping alone, so suddenly being hugged by people, although they are all girls, they will inevitably feel uncomfortable.

But Yuna obviously didn't understand her excuse, "Is it hot?" ”

“…… Forget it!" Lying down weakly again, stopping Yoona's "kindness", Taeyeon grabbed her hand and said softly, "It's not too hot, so be it!"

"Oh!" didn't move again, just gently scratched her fingers with her nails, there was a moment of silence in the darkness, and then, Yun'a called softly, "Sister." ”

"Huh?"

"Actually, I wanted to sleep with my sister like I am now. ”

Probably lying in a comfortable bed, her voice was a little lazy, sounding like a coquette, Taeyeon smiled silently and teased, "Why are you afraid of the dark when you sleep alone?"

But Yun'er didn't seem to be in the mood to joke, didn't take her teasing, was silent for a while, and then continued: "There are some things I want to tell my sister." ”

Taeyeon also restrained her smile and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Sister, do you remember the last time we went on a trip together?"

"Remember, the first day you had a fever, a mess, and nightmares, and it scared the hell out of me that night. ”

The girl behind her chuckled, and after a while, she asked again: "Then, sister, do you remember what I told you when we were discharged from the hospital the next day and we slept in that hotel?"

Hearing this, Taeyeon frowned and thought about it before remembering the situation at that time.

She grabbed Yun'er's hand, turned sideways, and faced Xiang Yun'er, but it was only pitch black in front of her, and she couldn't see anything.

Inexplicably, her heart suddenly lifted, her throat became dry, and she paused for a long time before she spoke: "You said, you are in love......"

"Well, I'm in love......"

The girl's fragrant and warm breath lingered on the tip of her nose, and Taeyeon tried to open her eyes wide, trying to see her expression at this moment, but her vision was still full of darkness, and the thick black squeezed here from all directions, forcing her to panic and want to dodge, but her body could not move, so she clearly heard the girl say:

"Sister, I love Oppa!" (To be continued.) )