When he took the glass of water from the waiter's hand, Zheng felt as if his hands were trembling.

This is not her first love, but it is more incredible than her first love.

It's like the plot of a bloody TV series.,My sister has a good impression of a man.,Let the sister who works with this man explore the way for her.,But I didn't expect that the sister who approached the man with this "impure" purpose fell into it instead.。

More than two months ago, if someone told Zheng Endi such a story, she would definitely laugh at the other party for watching too many TV dramas, how could such a plot be staged in reality? Who would have thought that just over two months later, she herself would really become the heroine of such a story?

If you confess like this...... What will be the result?

After being in contact with this man for so long, Zheng Endi has already figured out the other party's character, even if this person has a good impression of the opposite sex, he will try his best to find an excuse for himself to escape: is it because he has suffered too much in his seven-year-long life as a trainee, so he has a little resistance in his heart? Or is it because he is a wooden head about feelings?

Although it is not clear what the specific reason is, Jung Eun-di knows one thing very well: if she doesn't take the initiative to speak, this guy will definitely leave like this - they will be separated because of the completion of the TV series "Please Answer 1997", and then they will go further and further from each other.

It wasn't what she wanted.

So she decided to take courage.

It's like when I was participating in the lead singer audition of the group Apink.

It's like losing 15 kilograms of weight before his official debut.

Hold the glass tightly in your hand, just like you held the number plate when you participated in the audition.

Taking a deep breath hard, she strode around the corner.

When the figure with his head drooping and his back against the wall slumped in the corridor at the door of the bathroom came into view again, for some reason, Zheng Eundi felt that he had regained his courage and confidence in an instant.

Even if it's just the filming of a TV series, the two of them have already experienced so many things, and there is almost no difference between them and normal couples - no matter how much they think about it, there seems to be no possibility of failure.

"Oppa, water. He touched the figure lightly, though his hand was no longer shaking. But she felt her heart beat a little faster.

Nothing happened.

"Oppa!, don't you want water!" the corners of his mouth curled, and the tension dissipated in an instant: this guy was almost unconscious from drinking, what did he have to worry about here? Even if he was turned back to Apink's dorm now, he would probably follow, right?

“…… Huh?"

"Water!

“…… Oh......"

He has almost completely lost his consciousness. Wang Nanqian, whose mind was already drowsy, finally regained a little strength from the depths of the darkness when he heard the word "water": he reluctantly raised his hand, but what he grabbed was not the quilt, but Zheng Endi's wrist.

"Alright, alright, don't move, come. Mouth. ”

It was angry and funny, but in the end, he only had a little pity: he squatted down helplessly, put his left hand on the other party's neck, and handed the edge of the cup to the man's lips: seeing that he stopped after only a few sips of water, Zheng Endi couldn't help but sigh softly and put the cup on the ground on the side.

"Oppa, I have something I want to tell you. ”

“…… Uh-huh......"

Although it was only a very slight response, Zheng Eundi felt that it was clearly audible, like the sound of his own heart beating violently.

“Oppa。 You said, we have kissed and hugged, and we have done almost everything that should be done, even the children...... I've given birth to two of you, and if we both ...... Wouldn't it be nice to be able to go on like this?"

The lines that have been brewed countless times in private, after repeated revisions and considerations, each word is carefully selected, Zheng Endi feels that his sentence is not too hot, but also can accurately and clearly convey the meaning he wants to express.

“Oppa。 What do you say?"

As the words she had chosen one after another came out of her mouth, she felt the temperature on her face rise little by little, so much so that she almost stuttered as she uttered the last few words.

Wait, wait. Just when she almost thought the man was asleep, she heard a low voice again.

“…… Hmmm......"

What does this "um" mean? Affirmation or denial? Confirmation or question? Is he listening to himself?

After hearing this simple pronunciation, Zheng Endi only felt a sense of anger rising from the bottom of his heart: he hesitated and struggled so much, and mustered up the courage to say such a thing, even if this guy drank too much, he couldn't just fool himself like this, right?

"Oppa, are you awake? do you hear me?"

It was not easy to seize such an opportunity to be able to be alone with two people without being too noticeable. Worried that someone would come to the bathroom and be bumped into such a scene, Zheng Eundi shook the man sitting on the ground in front of him vigorously.

“Oppa？Oppa？”

“…… Hmm, what are you yelling about?"

"Ah, Zhong Hao Oppa, I ......"

"PD Lee is looking for you everywhere...... Oh, isn't this Nanqian?"

After his burning throat finally got a trace of moisture, he was already very satisfied, and when he was half asleep, he seemed to hear Zheng Endi and Song Zhonghao talking to him in a place far away from him: however, Wang Nanqian only felt that his last trace of consciousness had gradually dissipated, and after sighing contentedly, he wanted to close his eyes very happily in this way.

In the last moment of his consciousness, he only felt as if all the previous sounds had disappeared, and then a new one appeared.

It's as sweet as a lullaby.

With this voice, he was completely plunged into darkness.

"Say what you want, say the little dreams in your heart.

Think of the ideal type in your heart, and look at me,

I am your Genie, your dreams, your Genie ......"

Well...... It is the singing of Jessica's seniors.

is its own ringtone.

Who's calling?

His previous mobile phone was broken by a few crazy meals that came up at the airport, although the mobile phone he is using now is the one that Kim Taeyeon specially bought for himself, but the ringtone of the mobile phone is still nostalgic and still replaced with the song of Girls' Generation that he likes very much.

At the end of Jessica's singing, he felt as if he had gradually regained consciousness.

Struggling to reach out to the place where the sound sounded, he finally touched the square object that was vibrating and "singing" Genie's song.

“…… Hello?" the voice that came out of his throat sounded horrible, hoarse, heavy, almost like another person's voice: I vaguely remember that I had drunk too much soju and vomited so much that it would inevitably hurt my throat.

"Oppa, are you awake? your throat hurts, right? It's really distressing to drink so much wine, you must drink more water when you get up......"

It's a familiar voice, and it can also be considered a familiar person...... But the tone ...... Why does it sound wrong?

“…… Senior Chulong, you are ......"

Just before all the questions were asked, the other party had already interrupted him in a very dissatisfied tone.

"Would anyone call their girlfriend that senior?"

"You...... What do you say?!"

After hearing the girl's voice, he reacted for a few seconds with his brain, which was not yet able to turn because of the effects of alcohol, and then he couldn't help but scream.

"Brother...... It's noisy, why can't people who drink too much sleep well?"

First the mobile phone rang, and then he yelled, did this brother have convulsions? Obviously, when he was carried back by Wu Yifan and Lu Han yesterday, he was still like a dead pig, why did he become lively again early in the morning? Muttering dissatisfiedly, Park Chanyeol turned over and covered his head with a pillow.

P.S. Small Long Bag Birthday Rough Card. This time, the panda trench was also paid off. - Let's be happy (maybe not) and start a new chapter of hypnosis. (To be continued.) )