The water in the pot was boiling and boiling. Ah Jiu sat at the dining table making wontons, his eyes looking straight ahead, and his hands were completely mechanical.

He's thinking about things.

The wontons were already halfway on the table, and he was still continuing to wrap them, when suddenly he stopped, looked down, and there was no filling.

There was still a little dough left, and Ah Jiu took a knife and cut a few pieces and put them on the edge of the plate.

IU came out of the bedroom to find something to eat, saw the wontons on this table, glanced at Ah Jiu, and said, "Brother, what are you doing making dumplings?"

"It's called ravioli. Ah Jiu picked up a plate and brought it to the kitchen, the water in the pot was almost dry, so he had to put the wontons aside first, and then pour water into it: "Wash your hands, drag a fresh-keeping bag, and pack the wontons." ”

"Oh. IU took out a drink and took a sip, came to the sink, and handed the drink to Ah Jiu: "Do you want to drink?"

Ah Jiu shook his head, IU put the drink next to him, washed his hands, wiped it directly with Ah Jiu's vest, and went back to pick up the ravioli.

The water boiled, Ah Jiu put the wontons in and turned to look at IU.

IU noticed the gaze and glanced back: "What are you doing?"

"It's fine. Ah Jiu retracted his gaze, and for a moment, he wanted to talk to IU about what had happened on the rooftop just now. But after that moment, he decided not to say anything about it. At this moment, he suddenly understood a truth, there is no one in this world who can share everything, maybe IU is willing to listen, but it will bring her trouble, or he can't say it.

Ah Jiu suddenly felt weak, and even had the idea of wanting to speak. It's never been before, what's going on now?

"Brother, are you going to work tomorrow?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

IU put the wontons in the freezer: "So when are you coming back?"

"It seems like it's half past four when I leave work, so maybe it's a little late. What do you want to do?"

"Teach you how to compose. IU came to Ah Jiu's side and looked at the wontons tumbling in the pot: "You forgot what you said yesterday when you were in the valley?"

"Oh. Ah Jiu nodded, and didn't say anything he didn't learn. In fact, it doesn't make much difference to him whether he learns or not, and he doesn't have any preferences. From two years ago to South Korea. Until now, there is nothing he particularly wants to do except study.

I am busy working all day long, in addition to the purpose of making money to eat, but also because there is nothing to do, and I will be bored when I am idle. For him, time is like a hard drive, empty is a waste, and storing anything is fine. And he's not the same as an ordinary person. Ordinary people will feel tired after working for a period of time, and they will want to lie in bed on weekends, he is energetic every day, and he will automatically open his eyes when the sky is bright, and there is no use for energy.

What's worse is that he doesn't have any hobbies, smoking, smoking or not, drinking. It's okay to drink it or not, meat. It's okay to eat it or not. The requirements for the living environment are relatively low, and the life of such a person is actually very boring.

Ah Jiu took out the wontons, and the dough was basically fished into his bowl, IU noticed it, and suddenly felt very heartwarming. looked at Ah Jiu affectionately and didn't speak.

Suddenly, she noticed the scab on Ah Jiu's face, frowned and asked, "Brother, what's going on on your face?"

"I accidentally knocked it, and it's fine. ”

"So carelessly. IU put down her chopsticks and ran back to the bedroom. After a while, he ran out and handed Ah Jiu a band-aid.

Ah Jiu refused to post it: "Why do you use it when it's all scabbed?"

"How handsome it is. IU personally tore open the band-aid and stuck it on Ah Jiu......'s face: "Have you read the comics?

"Wow......" After posting, IU clapped his hands: "My brother is so handsome." ”

Looking at IU's smiling face, Ah Jiu raised his hand and touched the band-aid on his face, stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curved an arc.

"Eat quickly, go to bed early after eating. ”

……

Jessica was under the covers, her eyes half-open, her face tired. It's not that she doesn't want to sleep, but as soon as she closes her eyes, she remembers the voice of that nasty guy.

"Your boyfriend, ugly!"

"That Dead ......"

"That's ......," Jessica gritted her teeth and sat up, reaching out to light the lamp.

"Ernie?"

Yuna rubbed her eyes and looked over, Jessica got out of bed and climbed onto Yuna's bed and squeezed into her arms.

Su-young is not there, and Yuna occasionally sleeps here, but mainly when Jessica lives in the dormitory, because Jessica is timid and afraid to sleep alone.

"Is Ernie wrong?"

"I don't know......" Yoona knew what Jessica was referring to, but she really didn't. She's not the same as Jessica. She is not so ambitious, she can eat by her appearance, why do she have to rely on her IQ so hard? Is it fun to do a side hustle?

Jessica pillowed Yuna's arm and fell into a state of self-contradiction. She herself is actually not satisfied with her current state, and even occasionally thinks that if she did nothing like Yuna at the beginning, she would be happier. I'm not good at acting, so I can act in a musical, or sing seriously, and maybe I can release a solo album......

But people are like this, and their thoughts are chaotic together. In my eyes, I only see people who have succeeded in their side hustles, and I can't see those who lose money. Step by step to today, I have paid a lot, and now I have been pushed away, and it is impossible to turn back.

Yuna was about to fall asleep again, completely holding Jessica like a Barbie doll, Jessica gradually became uncomfortable, got up and 'flipped' Yuna to the other side, hugged her waist from behind, cultivated sleepiness in a daze, and slowly fell asleep.

Jessica didn't call Krystal because she couldn't be sure that Krystal would be happier than she was now after Krystal broke up with Ah Jiu.

She knew why she was unhappy, so she didn't want her sister to lose her reason to be happy.

……

Ah Jiu used the computer to export the photos in his mobile phone, picked out a dozen, and sent them to Luo PD's mailbox.

After doing this, he began to be in a daze.

The words that Long Sanba said when he left touched the sensitive place in his heart. He thought he had taken this kind of thing lightly, but when he heard it, he realized that he was wrong, and when he heard the word 'military parade', he was still excited in his heart.

He hated it, and he didn't understand where this feeling of recklessness came from. What he hates even more is that the reason why he can't think of it before is still useful for keeping martial arts, it seems to be because of this. He didn't understand why he felt this way, and the decision he would rather sacrifice his happiness than make it could be for this reason.

Is this fate?

Ah Jiu picked up his phone, dialed Krystal's number, and as soon as it rang, he hung up.

It's late.

A text message is sent.

"I miss you so much all of a sudden. (To be continued......)