Black!

When you look at it, it's black everywhere!

Song Jong-hyuk paced slowly, surveying his surroundings. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Am I dreaming?"

Aware of this very clearly, Song Jong-hyuk couldn't help but laugh.

"Ha, I'm a doctor, what a real failure."

"Not to mention being betrayed by my own brain and losing my memory, now, I can't even control my consciousness?"

"So, let me see what's in my subconscious."

"Maybe we can find a clue to regain my memory."

Thinking like this, he relaxed his mood, Song Jong-hyuk was no longer vigilant, and strolled idly in this black fog.

Faintly, a few voices came from nowhere, and in this completely quiet environment, it was particularly conspicuous.

Song Jong-hyuk's ears moved, and he turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from.

"Is anyone there?"

He asked in a loud voice.

No one answered him, only the faint voice that caught his ears.

As soon as his eyes gathered, Song Jong-hyuk recognized the direction and walked in the direction where the voice came.

As Song Jong-hyuk approached, the voice grew from small to loud and gradually became clearer.

"Ding Dong Ding Dong", Song Jong Hyuk listened attentively and finally distinguished.

"It's the sound of the piano."

With a smile on his face, he stopped and listened carefully to the piano piece that was already a little eyebrow-raising.

"Looks like it's not far away."

"I've got to find you."

With a hint of determination flashing in his eyes, Song Jong-hyuk continued to move towards the sound of the piano.

The person who played the piano also seemed to sense Song Jong-hyuk's approach, and the originally cheerful song jumped, and the style turned sad.

Faintly, faintly, this sadness fills the space around it.

Listening to the sound of the piano, Song Jong-hyuk was also extremely engaged.

His face was cold, and he raised his hand in a daze, wiping the wet marks off his face.

"Me, crying?"

Glancing at the water stains on his fingers, Song Jong-hyuk looked ahead.

In the place obscured by the black fog, the sound of the piano was still coming continuously.

Gritting his teeth, he stepped forward again.

The greater the sadness in the sound of the piano, Song Jong-hyuk only felt as if his heart was being held tightly, and the huge oppression made him almost breathless.

Finally, he passed through the black fog and arrived at his destination.

A door, tightly closed. The sound of the piano came from behind the door.

Tentatively reach out, grasp the handle, and turn it slowly.

To Song Jong-hyuk's surprise, the door lock was opened smoothly.

As soon as the door was pushed and creaked, the door stepped back, revealing a large gap.

"Is anyone there?"

No one answered, and the piano continued to play without stopping.

Without any further hesitation, Song Jong-hyuk stepped through the door.

The walls of the forehead were a dead gray, without a trace of life.

In the middle of the room, a piano was placed.

With his back to Song Jong-hyuk, a black figure sits on the piano bench.

Hands jumped on the keys, and the sound of the piano did not stop with a breath.

"Who are you?"

Song Jong-hyuk asked.

The figure didn't answer, but he heard it. The sound of the piano began to become disorganized, and a series of short and strong notes struck the strings violently, converging into a shrill melody that made the atmosphere in the room even more eerie.

Song Jong-hyuk frowned, stepped forward, and reached out to put his hand on his shoulder.

The sound of the piano stopped, and the figure turned around.

"Whew-"

Song Jong-hyuk let out a terrible-looking gasp and woke up from his dream.

It was white in front of me, and when I looked up slightly, the electronic watch on the other side of the bed clearly showed the time: "13:24." ”

"I actually slept until noon...... "raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The bangs were wet and sticking to his forehead, and his consciousness was a little unclear for a while.

His eyes wandered around, still looking for the person who played the piano in his dreams.

Just one step away, you can see its face!

Biting his lip regretfully, Song Jong-hyuk heard a buzzing sound in his ears.

Looking at the unfamiliar name on the phone screen lit up next to the pillow, I hesitated.

His own mobile phone has been completely destroyed in a car accident. The current one was bought by his brother Song Jong-ki for himself to contact, but the number and user information of the previous mobile phone were all transferred intact.

So, the person who calls me now must be my friend or acquaintance, right?

Thinking like this, he exhaled a breath of turbidity, no longer hesitated, reached for his phone, and swiped the screen to connect to the call.

"Yo Psychi?"

Song Jong-hyuk's voice was small, slow, with a little tentative hesitation.

"Senior! Did you get into a car accident? Is the situation serious? In which hospital? I'm going to see you! ”

"......" Listening to the female voice on the other end of the phone, Song Jong-hyuk was dumbfounded.

"Senior! Senior, are you still there? ”

Xu couldn't hear Song Jong-hyuk's answer, and the girl opposite became more and more anxious, and her shouting voice became more urgent.

"Oh? Oh, I'm ......" Song Jong-hyuk opened his mouth hesitantly to speak, not sure if such an attitude was correct.

To be honest, he hadn't figured out how he should face his former friends now.

After all, no matter how intimate and friendly they were before, these people are strangers to him now.

"Senior, I'm going back to Seoul! You're at a Samsung hospital, right? ”

The girl on the other side finally breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Song Jong-hyuk's voice, and then made a categorical decision without waiting for Song Jong-hyuk to say anything.

"If you're not in Seoul, you don't have to rush here." Song Jong-hyuk persuaded a little panicked.

"It's okay, I'm doing a free clinic here in the state, and it'll be over soon!"

"Statewide? Free clinics? Are you a doctor? Song Jong-hyuk couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand, took the phone in front of him, and looked at the contacts again.

Liu Suying.

"Eh, senior, what did you say? I still have two years to graduate, and now I'm just going home and volunteering to help! No way, Mrs. Smith has been stuck with my early graduation application, and she wants me to finish her course! ”

"Oh, is that so?" Although he could still hear the clouds, Song Jong-hyuk temporarily accepted the current situation and tried to talk to the other party.

"Hey, we are not geniuses like your predecessors, we can complete a doctorate degree at Johns Hopkins University in just four years, and we have been exceptionally nominated to stay on to teach." The voice of the girl Su Ying on the other side suddenly became resentful.

"Doctor? Me? Song Jong-hyuk was taken aback by the information revealed by So-young's mouth, and his voice couldn't help but raise a lot of his voice.

The earpiece of the "......" mobile phone suddenly went silent.

"Yo Psi yo? Are you still there? Song Jong-hyuk shouted into the phone and slapped the back cover of the phone a few more times.

"So, senior," for some reason, Su Young's voice always carried a taste of indignation when Song Jong-hyuk heard gritted teeth: "Your behavior of invisibly hitting others is the most deadly!! ”

"I'm sorry, did I say something wrong?" The atmosphere froze for a while, and Song Jong-hyuk said this awkwardly.

"It's okay, it's me who is being stingy." Su Ying's voice was still a little weak at first glance, but the next sentence returned to her full of vitality: "I am not a person of the same level, I have already seen the excellence of my predecessors, otherwise I would not willingly call you a senior." ”

“…… Thank you. Song Jong-hyuk said this sincerely.

He was very grateful to the girl, not only for her concern for him, but also for the girl's unreserved trust in him.

"Hey, what is there to thank you for." So-young seemed to be taken aback by Song Jong-hyuk's thanks, as if she was very embarrassed, and the voice coming from the earpiece also carried an embarrassed laugh.

"But, how did Liu Suying know that I had a car accident?"

Song Jong-hyuk said this, turning his head sideways to look at the TV that had been turned off, and his heart was full of questions.

"You have to thank Park Hyo-min for this." Su Ying's voice suddenly brought a little smile.

"Park, Hyo-min Xi?" Song Jong-hyuk had no impression when he heard this again, and when he heard it, it was the girl's name, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Yes, Wuli Xiaomin didn't know where to know the news of the senior's car accident, and I wanted to call to say hello in person, but I didn't have your contact information. I really can't help it, so I called me, let me contact you to ask about the situation, and by the way, convey her greetings to your seniors. ”

Patiently listening to the girl's teasing words, Song Jong-hyuk finally found an opportunity to ask: "This Park Hyo-min xi-"

"By the way, senior, you're too stingy. Anyway, it's also the blind date you asked me to introduce.,I've met three times.,You still don't want to tell people your mobile phone number.,It's a bit excessive, right? ”