Song Hee-won sat next to his friends for about half an hour when Kim Jae-joong's text message came.

I'm waiting for you in the parking lot, and I told her the license plate number.

Song Xiyuan got up and said goodbye to his friends: "I'm sorry, I have something to do, I have to go first." ”

"What," Kim Mi-yeon looked at her disappointedly, "won't you come with us?"

"I'm sorry," Song Hee-won put on his coat and hat, "let's be together next time." ”

"Let's go. Song Chengyong waved his hand, "Be careful on the road, remember to report safety." ”

"Got it. Song Xiyuan said goodbye to everyone again.

Because I felt sorry, I settled the account before leaving.

Probably worried that she would be difficult to find, Kim Jae-joong's car was parked in a very conspicuous position, and the lights were flashing.

Song Xiyuan saw it as soon as he arrived at the parking lot.

"I'm sorry," she pulled the car door on, "I've kept you waiting." ”

"Didn't wait long. "Compared with just now, Kim has an extra pair of black frames on the bridge of his mid-nose, which is just as good-looking and has a much softer momentum.

"We're ......," he pushed the frame, "which direction should we go?"

By the way, I said I was going to send her home.

Song Xiyuan hurriedly replied: "I live in Samseong-dong. ”

"Samseong-dong?" Kim Jae-joong started the car, "There are a lot of artists living there. ”

It seems like that, but the artists live in mansions and are rarely seen.

Song Xiyuan fastened his seat belt: "I'm because it's close to my company." ”

“KeyEast？”

"Yes. Song Xiyuan nodded in surprise.

She is almost not famous at the moment, how can the seniors even know about her company.

This is, of course, thanks to Kim Hyun-jong.

Because it's so close to the company...... Kim Jae-joong recalled this sentence and asked, "Is it possible that he is living alone now?"

Song Xiyuan continued to nod: "That's right. ”

"What about the parents?"

"Parents are in the United States. ”

"It's hard to be alone. Thinking of what Kim Hyun-jong said just now, he felt a little sympathetic to her.

After all, he has lived alone, and it is understandable that this feeling comes from the heart.

At that time, he was fifteen years old, and in order to become an artist, he came to Seoul alone, and he didn't have much money on him, and his life was hard and hard.

Compared with Song Xiyuan, he has no worries about food and clothing, and his living conditions are much better than he was at that time.

It's okay for her to be hard, but it's too lonely.

However, in front of outsiders, she still habitually only says the good side: "Isn't a person very free." ”

Freedom, indeed.

Kim Jae-joong glanced at her and asked with a smile, "How old are you this year?"

The question of "...... this year" made Song Xiyuan a little stumbling, "Nineteen years old......

She lied subconsciously.

First, it's not good for underage to go to clubs.

Second, she's a little cautious.

She was a little worried that if Kim Jae-joong knew that she was too young, he might not be able to develop further with her.

The so-called concern is chaotic.

She would not have such unwarranted speculation and worries about Dong Yongpei.

"'90?" Kim Jae-joong smiled, "I'm '86." ”

Although I don't know the exact year he was born, it must be a senior and an older brother.

As a matter of fact...... They are six years apart.

It's a very secure number.

Song Xiyuan thought so, and the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

She took it out and looked at it, it was a text message.

Dong Yongpei: Did you sleep?

Song Xiyuan: Not yet.

Dong Yongpei: What are you doing?

Song Xiyuan: I'm on my way home.

Dong Yongpei: Oh, are you still outside so late?

Song Xiyuan glanced at the time in the car, it was almost eleven o'clock at ten o'clock, it was a little late, and she almost slept at this time.

"Still have a text message so late?" Kim Jae-joong, who was beside her, also asked, "Boyfriend?"

"No, friend. ”

Song Xiyuan replied while replying: I went out with my friends and was about to go home.

Dong Yongpei, who was lying on the bed, was a little uncomfortable when he saw this message.

Why do you have to go out so late, are you going out with a boy or a girl, what are you playing?

I vaguely minded, but I couldn't ask openly.

And Song Xiyuan, before receiving the text message he replied to, received another phone call.

Song Chengyong called.

"Hee Won, you paid the bill?"

"Ah, that's right. ”

"Ah, what have I become if you say that?" Song Chengyong complained, "How can you make girls pay for hanging out together?"

"What's the matter," Song Xiyuan laughed, "This time it's my treat, and next time you'll be Brother Chengyong." ”

"Ah, it's really ......" has already been laid, and Song Chengyong has no other way but to complain.

"Are you done?"

"Yes, you're bored leaving, so we're getting ready to go home. ”

"Hey...... Don't ...... like that"

"Okay, it's because we've drunk too much so we're going home, what about you, are you home now?"

"What ...... me" Song Hee-won glanced forward, "It's almost there......" She blindfolded the microphone and said to Kim Jae-joong, "Senior, turn right ahead." ”

"Then let's leave it at that, I won't bother you," Song Chengyong said, "hang up first." ”

"Okay, bye-bye. ”

It was indeed about to arrive, Song Hee-won held the phone and pointed out the way to Kim Jae-joong: "Senior, continue to turn right in front, and just drive to the end." ”

Kim Jae-joong didn't speak, just drove silently according to her instructions.

Dong Yongpei's text message also replied: Did you have fun?

Song Hee-won glanced at Kim Jae-joong's side face and replied: I'm quite happy.

After sending this text message, the car spun around and drove all the way to the bottom of the apartment building.

"I'm here," Song Xiyuan slowly unbuckled his seat belt after stopping, and turned his head to look at him, "Thank you, senior." ”

I'm actually a little sorry in my heart, but I've been calling and texting for the second half of the journey.

"Just now, isn't it really your boyfriend?" Ignoring her words, Kim Jae-joong leaned back in his chair, looked at her, and asked again.

"It's not. ”

"So, do you have a boyfriend?"

Since just now, although the two of them have been staying alone in such a small space, it was only now that Song Xiyuan felt the tension and restraining from the opposite sex.

Of course, this is also because his expression and tone of voice when asking this question are too obvious, and his purpose is too clear.

It was pitch black outside the carriage.

The quiet sound of heating can be heard in the car.

Song Xiyuan looked at him and replied, "...... No. ”

"What do you think," he curled the corners of his mouth, "how am I?"

Love at first sight or love over time, how does love come about?

It could be the companionship of the years.

It may be that habit has become nature

It could be who did something that moved someone.

It could be a personality fit.

But more often than not, it's hard to explain in words.

In a certain environment, because of a certain action, a certain sentence, or a certain look, I was inexplicably moved by my heart, and there was love in an instant.

Song Xiyuan blushed slightly.

At this point, in fact, in the club just now, in that corridor, the two people had a tacit understanding.

He came out to take her home, and she agreed.

So now his question, although sudden, is not very sudden, at least, in her heart, she has actually been prepared.

"I think," she looked at him and laughed, "Senpai is good." ”

Kim Jae-joong's smile was a little more relaxed.

In fact, he is not a very impulsive and eager person, but listening to Cui Qixian's meaning, it is obvious that there is a competitor now.

Since this is the case, it is better to take a gamble, fight for it early, and get a conclusion as soon as possible.

After getting along, what kind of mood she has for him, he still has some confidence in himself.

Sure enough, she didn't disappoint him either.

He stretched out his hand and touched her head, through the hat, a little dissatisfied, so he went down again and touched her face: "We'll meet again tomorrow night, right?"

"Good. "It's just a simple touch, but it's like it's carrying electricity.

Song Xiyuan looked at him and should have gotten out of the car, but he couldn't do it neatly.

Kim Jae-joong's mood was the same as her, and he didn't want to let her go like this, so he patiently explained: "I've been traveling a lot lately, and I may not be able to do it during the day, but at night, I'll try to come over." ”

"At the end of the year, seniors will be very busy," Song Xiyuan could understand, but was a little worried, "But if you come here on purpose, will you feel hard?"

"No," Kim Jae-joong laughed, "it's only when it's hard to meet each other." ”

Because when you meet, you won't feel hard.

didn't say this, but Song Xiyuan also understood it, looking at him, his eyes bent and smiled.

Thinking of one thing, he got up sternly: "However, senior, didn't you drink at night, is it really okay to drive?"

She didn't expect this matter just now, but now that she mentioned it, it was a little late, so she showed him an apologetic expression again.

"I didn't drink much," Kim Jae-joong said with a smile, "and I didn't drink anything after that to send you home." ”

He was telling the truth.

Song Xiyuan laughed again because of his words.

Their eyes met, but they were silent.

He still has a job tomorrow, and he really doesn't want to be separated.

Affection will make people feel impulsive.

But because it wasn't familiar enough, this love was pressed down again.

"That'...... She reluctantly said goodbye to him, "Shall I go up?"

"Go ahead," Kim Jae-joong smiled softly, "I'll call you later when I get back to the dormitory." ”