PS: There is only one shift today, a little tired, sorry!

My.hero……

The night under the sky, aimlessly wandering between heaven and earth, this huge city near the river, as bright as a shining pearl in the dark, high-rise buildings towering, brilliant lights, thousands of blooming colors, with the night breeze blowing, the river is surging, rippling out a splendid and colorful scene.

But for Ahn Joon-hyuk, the most beautiful scenery in his heart is not the beauty of the brightly lit buildings at the end of this windowsill, nor the distant horizon, half of the figure jumping out of the rolling hills, the silence of the moon with clouds and mist like a veil of light.

My.hero！

On the road outside the hospital, in the dark, I don't know how many people were standing, they held up glow sticks and spelled the two words crookedly to him, telling him that he was their hero.

"Ahn Joon-hyuk", can you feel the surging of my heart at this moment?

Even if you look down on everything below, how can you see such a moving scenery from above?

His eyes were faint, looking at the stars outside the window, he slowly raised his hand and told them in the dark that he had woken up.

The next moment, there was a thunderous roar of joy.

In the darkness, all the lights were turned on, mobile phones, flashlights, electric lights and even candles, all kinds of light and fire, from the outer wall of the hospital to the far away, reflecting the sea of light in his eyes, An Junhe was silent.

"OPPA has fainted for more than 4 hours, and they have been waiting here!"

Yuna whispered behind her.

Below. The figure of the security guard appeared in the courtyard of the hospital, probably because the cheers that appeared suddenly startled them, and the shouts vaguely floated up, Ahn Junhyuk waved his hand again, and then turned back to signal Yun'er: "Tell them that I have nothing to do, and it's getting late, let them all go back!"

As he spoke, his eyes were as deep as if he could see through everything, but he was unpredictable. Yuna was a little weak-hearted. I didn't want to admit that I had a connection with those fans outside, but I didn't know why, I just couldn't say it.

"Oh......"

She hesitantly agreed, and slowly stepped aside to make the call.

Ahn Joon-hyuk turned his head. Keep looking out the window. The expression is calm. No one knew what he was thinking.

Yun'er's voice of whispering a phone call came from behind her, and after a while, the continuous string of bright light outside slowly extinguished. Some people reluctantly called his name, the voice fell into his ears through the barrier of the glass, low as a whisper, his raised hand kept swaying slightly, watching them hesitate without falling in love, and finally they were swallowed up by the darkness and slowly left.

After a while, Yun'er came back after making the call, looked at his somewhat pale face, and hurriedly closed the curtains, held his arm, and carried him back to the bed.

"When did it start?"

Ahn Jun-hyuk asked suddenly.

The question was a little inexplicable, but Yun'er knew what he was talking about, and the girl sat on the small stool next to the bed, wringed her fingers a little embarrassedly, and said in a low voice: "It's been a long time, An Jia Xiaozhu...... The small house is the ...... I built."

Hearing this, Ahn Junhyuk's expression was stunned.

When I first found out about An Jiaxiaozhu, the community that had just been created was still very simple, and the source code used was still a public version on the open source website, with frequent vulnerabilities and holes, and the background template was just a cartoon image of his graffiti - think carefully about the cartoon picture that had been replaced by him a long time ago, the twisted brushwork of the big head and small body, it really has a familiar feeling, and in Yun'er's bedroom at home, there are graffiti drawn by girls everywhere.

Most of the graffiti figures are him or Jisoo, or the three of them are standing hand in hand, the lines are like writhing bugs, crawling all over the blank paper, and he once laughed at her.

Looking back now, the fact that An Jia Xiaozhu was established by the people around him is actually obvious, at that time he was caught in a scandal turmoil, and was slandered by people on the Internet, and he never published any works, not even an official club, except for a short information posted by SM on the official page, and a few life photos, there is nothing to get his hands on, how can any fan be willing to pay money to build an exclusive fanclub for him?

No wonder he was going to take over An Jia Xiaozhu in the first place, the creator happily transferred the developer permissions, and didn't even ask to meet him like ordinary fans, he thought that he didn't have enough status in the hearts of fans at that time, and now he knows that this little spy has been lurking around him!

Looking at the girl's look of "I'm very weak-hearted", Ahn Junhyuk couldn't cry or laugh.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"People want to surprise oppa......"

Surprise...... The horror is pretty much the same!

When he saw Yun'er coming in before, he was probably sure that before he fell unconscious outside the Jamsil Sports Field, the familiar voice he heard shouting loudly with a megaphone to make people calm down was the little girl in front of him, and it should be her who hugged him after he fell!

Thinking that she was in such a rioting crowd at that time, and that she could be injured at any moment from the conflict with Cassiopeia, he was terrified.

If it weren't for the weakness of his hands and feet now, he would definitely grab her and press her on the leg and beat her ass!

Thinking like this, his gaze shifted a little, and Yun'er, who had long been familiar with the meaning of his various expressions and movements, subconsciously covered her little buttocks and glared at her vigilantly.

"Oppa wants to hit me again, right?"

“…… I didn't ......" The corners of Ahn Junhyuk's mouth twitched, and he looked away, "Put your hand down, if someone sees this look, I'm afraid people will think I'm a pervert......"

Yun'er, who didn't quite understand the meaning, grinned, "It's good, I'm a pervert anyway!"

“…………”

Ahn Joon-hyuk covered his head and said powerlessness to her!

Such a helpless look made the girl let go of the apprehension in her heart, and Hehee Hee Ha came over cheekily, carefully looked at the wound that was wrapped in the corner of his forehead, and gently rubbed her slender fingers through the gauze: "It hurts, oppa?"

"It's okay!" Smiling slightly, Ahn Jun-hyuk let her poke her head over, carefully blowing near the wound, the girl seemed to think that way he wouldn't be in pain, "Who was you talking to on the phone just now?"

Yuna nodded.

In his heart, the only person who has the ability to restrain fans is the girl he has met a few times.

In a way, Kim Woo-jin is also a talent, not everyone has the strong organizational skills and instigation of her, after An Jia Xiaozhu was taken over by him from Yuna, in order to avoid it becoming another official club, he refused the administrator arranged by the company, and instead delegated power to a few fans who were recruited later.

But all those powers, at the very least, were taken away by Kim Woo-jin, who single-handedly turned the loosely managed An Jia Xiaozhu into a concentration camp for fanatics, making them regular, obedient to mobilization, and more fanatical.

It can be said that Kim Woo-jin also has a certain responsibility for the formation of the Black Sea this time, but Ahn Jun-hyuk is not prepared to blame her or anything else, because it is the result of his connivance.

The first time I discovered Kim Woo-jin's talent was when she was in "I'm Sorry, I Love You", she mobilized a group of people to ANTI Yoo Jin of "The Dance of the Queen", if at that time, he made up his mind to deprive Kim Woo-jin of all status and reputation from the circle of fans, then the subsequent series of disputes, without a leader, may not be so big, and finally forced other fans to his opposite.

But in other words, if there is no Kim Woo-jin, there may not be that red ocean!

At first, she was indulged in expanding her influence in the fan base, Ahn Joon-hyuk just out of a habit to see where such a talented person could go in the end. But the more things develop, the more complicated his thoughts about Jin Youzhen's disposal become, she has a talent for management and knows how to schem, from a manager's point of view, these are all good things, her only drawback is that she is too idealistic!

From her past performance, a little analysis of her spiritual world, it is not difficult to find that she has clearly divided the entire world world into two sides, one is beneficial to herself, and the other is the opposite, there is no middle ground.

This also means that she will not compromise, has mood swings, and is impulsive.

And when she exerts her demagogue on the basis of impulse, and manages in an orderly manner in the past, it will form a huge destructive force.

Not long ago, the riot outside the Jamsil sports stadium that was about to break out was probably inseparable from her.

"It seems that I am going to meet her again again......"

With such a thought, Ahn Jun-hyuk, who is still a little reluctant to waste talents, feels that he should give her another chance, of course, these don't have to be said in front of Yun'a. The girl was lying on his neck, still blowing on his forehead, and her breath was faintly fragrant.

"Today you're coming to the concert with Kim Woo-jin?"

"No, it's with Sister Taeyeon...... That's right!" The girl suddenly got up, "Sister Taeyeon, they should still be waiting for the call, when the ambulance took away the OPPA before, the doctor treated them as fans, and they were not allowed to follow!"

Ahn Jun-hyuk gave her a strange look: "Then how did you follow up?"

Yuna smiled dryly and didn't speak.

She wouldn't tell him that when the ambulance came, she hugged the nurse's leg with a dead face, entangled the nurse so that she couldn't do anything, and heard her say that it was his sister, so she was allowed to come to the hospital with the car.

Thinking back to the way she cried at the time, she wouldn't say such a faceless thing!

At this time, the door of the ward slammed open, and the panting Kwon Bo-geun broke in, "Lin Yun'er, it's so noisy outside, isn't Junhyuk awake...... Uh, Jun-hyuk, are you awake?"

Seeing that his tired face instantly turned from stunned to surprised, Ahn Junhyuk smiled slightly: "Well, Uncle Baogen, I'm awake!"

"That's good, that's good!" Quan Baogen patted his chest, his expression still palpitating: "At that time, your face was covered with blood, which really frightened me." Lin Xiujing made more than ten phone calls, but I didn't dare to answer them, for fear that she would ...... Now that you're awake, you can finally tell her!"

It's also a good thing that he didn't tell her in advance, so as not to worry her and Jisoo, Ahn Jun-hyuk nodded, and then asked, "There's a lot of trouble outside?"

"It's all over the news......" Kwon Bo-geun shrugged and smiled bitterly. (To be continued.) )