The fluorescent lamps in the bathroom shone brightly, the mist steamed, and countless tiny droplets of water flew with the rising heat, refracting the light into fine pieces and misty. From time to time, they would crash into the white and cold wall, then condense, converging into large droplets, exuding a pearl-like luster, until the heavy ones could no longer be absorbed, and then they rolled down the wall, merging with each other, drawing wet marks, and at a certain moment, they fell.

Tick!

The quietly floating mist disturbed to reveal a crevice, and the water below rippled, and then returned to calm, and the clear surface of the pool reflected the two people sitting on the edge of the pool.

Looking at Jisoo sitting in front, in the haze of smoke, a large area of white skin was dyed with a milky color of the back, Ahn Junhyuk's eyes were gentle, and he stretched out his hand and pulled up her long unkempt hair that was scattered over her white shoulders, the air seemed to be a little cold, and occasionally the moment her skin touched, she could feel a slight twitch of her muscles.

So he sped up his movements, and after a while, he picked up the small basin next to him, scooped a basin of hot water from the pool, and slowly poured it on Jisoo.

Jisoo sighed sadly as if he was comfortable.

"Is it hot?"

"It's okay, let's get a little hotter!"

He turned on the water heater and continued to pour hot water on his sister so that she could gradually get used to the temperature, and the smoke from the steaming smoke came out. The field of vision is affected, a little blurred, and only a dim view of the front, Jisoo sits on a small bench, like a normal girl, with long hair coiled up, and the curves of the back are slim, but if the gaze moves down further. The feet that should have been neatly and upright on the ground were "paralyzed" on the ground in an awkward position.

The water rushes down, outlining the outline of skin and bones!

The shape is a bit hideous.

It's been two years, although there are masseurs to follow the maintenance, and there are also auxiliary equipment exercises, but such a long time of paralysis still makes her legs inevitably appear muscle atrophy, usually wearing clothes can not be seen, at this time bare, such legs appear on such a young and beautiful girl. A strong contrast between sophistication and ugliness. I'm afraid that most of the people who see it at first glance will gasp.

The reason why strangers are excluded is probably because they don't want to be seen. I don't want to find the slightest abnormality in other people's eyes.

There are only people who are very close. will ignore their ugliness. does not pity or disgust, and treats it simply and normally, just like Ahn Junhyuk at this time.

A few pots of hot water were poured out. When Jisoo's skin began to turn red and his muscles were no longer stiff, he rolled up his sleeves, squatted in front of Jisoo, held her legs in his arms, teased hot water, lowered his head and gently wiped it over and over again, silent and serious.

After a moment, he looked up at her, "Are you feeling better?"

"Hmm!" she nodded, and then her body was in the air, and she was picked up by him, and gently put into the bath, and the warm feeling began to gradually surround her upper body, but fortunately she had warmed up and did not feel uncomfortable.

Half-lying in the pool, the blood seemed to be active with excitement at such a temperature, and the comfortable feeling radiated, Jisoo closed his eyes and breathed long, and when he opened his eyes again, his brother sat by the bath and splashed water on her exposed shoulder.

In addition to the pants that were wet from helping her with her legs, the shirt on his body as a shirt was also wet, and I don't know if it was the condensation of the fog or the sweat from the stuffy environment.

Seeing her open her eyes, he smiled, "Are you comfortable?"

"Comfortable. ”

Blinking his warm eyes, Jisoo smiled.

Although my brother hasn't helped with the bath for a few months, although he is watched, he doesn't have to be shy, the temperature in the hot water seems to penetrate the skin, pour into the heart, and seep into the bone marrow. The whole body, even the legs that have lost their senses, seem to be softened by this feeling, and it is a reassuring feeling.

This sense of peace of mind has been with her for many years, when she was a child, she would go to the beach every summer, and her brother would look for remote places that had not been opened up as public beaches, which were usually not very good, inaccessible, and the shore was full of reefs, and the only good thing was that there would always be a small area of open shallow water between the crevices of the reef beach, which had no development value, and there was no need to be as crowded as a well-opened beach, and sometimes you had to buy a ticket.

If you succeed in finding a place that is not occupied by other children, then you can soak as long as you want on a hot afternoon, which is the greatest enjoyment of summer besides eating popsicles for little Jisoo.

Usually when she was in the sea, her brother would be on the shore, barefoot on the reef, watching her roll in the white foam of the waves. When she was young, she didn't know why her brother didn't go down to play with her, so she often played pranks, sometimes grabbing a handful of mud and sand and throwing it over, watching her brother dodge in a hurry, sometimes deliberately swimming away, so that her brother jumped down in a hurry to catch her back, and then took a butt.

The sky of childhood memories is blue like a colored pen smeared on a drawing board, so simple that it can't be mixed with variegation, and later I realized that in such a hot weather, he didn't want to soak in the sea to enjoy the rare coolness, but he had to stand on a high place, so that he could pay attention to the waves in the distance for her, so that his eyes could always catch her figure.

In 20 years, many dangers have ended before they appear in such peace of mind, so she can wander in the waves with peace of mind without dyeing in her variegated childhood, watching the seagulls chirp across the blue sky overhead, so today, she can lie in a warm place like this, even if she is disabled, she can not think about life and temporarily let go of her worries about the future.

Just hold his hand!

But ah, after all, her childhood is gone, and she is no longer the little girl who can't understand something and gives up and doesn't think about it anymore.

Obviously they are twins, obviously the same age, but he always seems to have been born a few years early, taking care of her, doing many, many things for her, but she has hardly done anything for him!

Ahn Ji-so, I really want to help Ahn Joon-hyuk do something-

It's not guilt or reward, it's just trying to pursue what he does, doing it as if it were a matter of course, and never sharing each other......

……

Is it another dream?

Yun'a's eyes widened, the stage, the lights, the dynamic melody and the dance, the audience was still the sea of pink light that the rich darkness could not hide, but the difference was that they did not run around on the stage, but danced neatly, and the flashing lights that lit up from time to time in the darkness reflected the outlines of some objects in the distance.

After getting used to it for a while, Yuna realized that this dream didn't seem to be a concert, but a ...... Commercial performances?

The lights of the stage are staggered, confused, and dominate the consciousness, still the sense of detachment between the mind and the body in the last dream, the head is clearly thinking nonsense, but the body spontaneously makes various dance moves, there are no mistakes or omissions, after the song is finished, she even took the initiative to hold Xiaoxian's hand next to her, bowing to the audience to thank you.

What kind of dream is this?

Such a thought flashed in his mind, but there was no answer, the people around him were working hard, and it was not easy to hold anyone on the stage and ask loudly if this was a dream, or if he was schizophrenic, if he really did that, I am afraid it would be really schizophrenia.

Time passed like this, and another song was sung, and the body was already tired and out of breath, so it finally stopped, someone moved the stool onto the stage, and a host stepped forward to talk to them, and they also responded respectfully, and there were many praises between the words, and the most words that Yun'er hazy captured were J.H Group, and I also knew that the commercial performance she was participating in seemed to be the newly completed Holiday Inn Hotel of the J.H Group, named Havensquier (The.Heaven.Square).

At this time, the stage was already lit up, and countless lights came over, and by chance, following the rhythm of the conversation mastered by the host, she looked back at the panorama of the hotel revealed in the background of the stage, and looked at the various luxury facilities marked by large pictures.

It's so corrupt, it's so shameful!

No wonder I can afford to invite Miss Lin Yun'er and her friends to come over as a vase!

When the business performance reached this kind of link, it was undoubtedly very boring, nothing more than praising each other, and Yun'er secretly made all kinds of complaints, while waiting for this weird and boring dream to end as soon as possible.

In this trance, I don't know how long it took, and finally to the last part, the host invited the owner of the hotel to give a speech on stage in an impassioned tone.

With the high-pitched shouts, several strong spotlights moved from the edge of the stage to the bottom of the stage, and a red carpet separated by a partition belt spread out into the depths of the crowd in bright lights, and the sound played a high-spirited melody.

The light was too strong, and looking over there from here, at the end of the road full of light surrounded by darkness, two people stepped up hand in hand, the outline was distant and blurred, the crowd was surging, and in the darkness I don't know how many people tried to get close to the barrier, raising their cameras, the fill light flashed like money, and the sound of the shutter roared like a sea.

Looking at those two figures from a distance, I don't know what to do, but I always feel very familiar.

Yuna frowned slightly, thinking in distress, the host a few steps away was already shouting: "Please Chairman of J.H Group, Ann-"

The long and loud tail note of the word "An" has not yet dissipated, and in the center of the red carpet in the distance, there was a sudden commotion, the barrier was broken, and a person rushed into the bright range and raised his hand to the two people who were walking at the other end.

"Bang!"

……

Whew-

When you open your eyes, you will enter the darkness that cannot be dissolved.

The aftermath of the loud noise in the dream seemed to still vibrate in my ears, the tip of my nose seemed to be filled with gunsmoke, my heart was constricted from palpitations, cold sweat crawled all over my forehead, and my breathing sounded like a bellows.

J.H Group ...... President Ahn ...... Familiar figures......

And the terrifying gunfire at the back.

Yuna clenched her hands tightly, staring at the dark ceiling with her eyes wide open, confused, frightened, even if the bed was warm, it couldn't hide a kind of bone-chilling cold.

So what the hell...... What kind of dream is it?(To be continued......)