Song Jong-hyuk closed the door of the dean's office, his whole body was relieved, and he couldn't help but exhale deeply. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"How's it going?"

The sudden sound of the voice around him startled him, and the whole person shrank for a moment, looking in the direction from which the question came.

Yoon Hye-mi crossed her arms, one foot cocked back, and stepped on the wall. Seeing Song Jong-hyuk turn her head, she put her feet away and put down her arms around her.

"Ah, nothing." Song Jong-hyuk was stunned for a moment before he replied in disguise. He didn't want the kid to worry too much about himself.

Yoon Hye-mi stepped forward suspiciously, staring at Song Jong-hyuk's eyes, as if she was going to dig out something.

Song Jong-hyuk tried to restrain his instinctive reaction to turn his head away, widening his eyes and pretending to be calm, responding to Yoon Hye-mi's gaze.

Finally, Yoon Hye-mi didn't notice anything wrong, temporarily let go of her suspicions, and looked away.

But she still warned her, leaned down, grabbed Song Jonghyuk's shoulder with one hand, stretched out her slender index finger with the other, and pointed at Song Jonghyuk's eyes: "You, if I know that you are lying," laughed evilly: "Hmph, you know the consequences, Jonghyuk oppa?" ”

Song Jong-hyuk tightened his throat, grunted, swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, and smiled half-flatteringly: "Hey, look at what you said." How so? Who am I, Emi don't you know yet? Jonghyuk oppa how could I lie to Wuli's best Emmi? ”

"Hmph," Yoon Hye-mi snorted softly, half coquettishly and half satisfied, and finally let go of the hand that had been holding Song Jong-hyuk's shoulder.

"Not necessarily. I really know a lot about the previous Jonghyuk oppa. But now," she looked at Song Jong-hyuk playfully, and said with a little seriousness, "Not really." “

Song Jong-hyuk was silent, and lowered his head with a wry smile.

As soon as Yoon Hye-mi finished speaking, she regretted that she was open-mouthed, covered her mouth with one hand, and stared at Song Jong-hyuk's side face as she walked, carefully observing Song Jong-hyuk's reaction.

"Well, Emmi, the elevator is over there."

Song Jong-hyuk finally couldn't help it, patted Yoon Hye-mi on the shoulder, and reminded in a low voice.

"Huh? Oh okay, I got it. Yin Huimei panicked, and quickly raised her hand to brush her hair to cover it up a little, but she still looked preoccupied and careless.

"Jonghyuk oppa......" voice is weak and has no confidence.

"Huh?" Song Jong-hyuk didn't look back, but his footsteps stopped slightly.

"Just now, please don't care about what I said, okay?"

Yoon Hye-mi's voice was filled with deep shame and apology, which made Song Jong-hyuk, who was walking in front, sigh.

He replied lightly: "What's there to care about? ”

Yin Huimei's heart was cold, and she just wanted to continue explaining, but she really said to herself: "Don't worry, I really didn't take it to heart." ”

"After all, my amnesia has already happened, and it's not something unsightly, are you still afraid of being told by others?"

There was a hint of relief in his words: "As long as I can recover my memory, everything can go back to the original trajectory." ”

"Well, Jonghyuk oppa, you can definitely recover your memory!"

Yoon Hye-mi said with confidence.

"No more. Let's hurry up. ”

Song Jong-hyuk took a deep breath and said with a smile.

"What? Jonghyuk oppa, are you in a hurry? ”

Yin Huimei asked in surprise.

"yes." Song Jong-hyuk nodded, and the spirit of the whole person was different: "I'm going to see Xiuying." ”

"Choi so-young xi?" Yin Huimei's smile froze: "Why, suddenly you want to see her so much?" ”

"There was a little misunderstanding between us before."

Song Jong-hyuk scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.

"Now I know some things and figure out some things."

"So, it's time to clear up the misunderstanding!"

"Oh." Yin Huimei was not interested, and lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

"What's wrong Emmi? Look at how suddenly you look listless. ”

Song Jong-hyuk asked with concern.

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm suddenly a little hungry."

Yoon Hye-mi rubbed her stomach with an embarrassed expression on her face.

"Then let's hurry up and eat together."

Song Jonghyuk thought about it and urged repeatedly.

"Okay."

Yoon Hye-mi looked at Song Jong-hyuk, who had already turned forward, and the last smile on her face finally disappeared.

Coming to so-young's hospital room, Song Jong-hyuk familiarly pushed the door in.

"Xiuying!"

He shouted loudly, but he couldn't hear the answer he was expecting.

Bypassing the entrance, Song Jong-hyuk was completely dumbfounded.

The hospital bed was empty, not only was there no one in sight, but even the neat quilt and pillows that had been laid out had disappeared.

He froze for a moment, then quickly turned around and went out.

Bumped into Yoon Hye-mi, who was coming over, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong Jonghyuk oppa?" ”

Song Jong-hyuk didn't bother to answer, so he took three steps and made two steps to the nurse's station.

"Excuse me, where did the patient Cui Xiuying in ward 1002 go?"

Gasping for breath a little, he asked the nurse on duty.

"Ah, that patient has been discharged from the hospital this afternoon!"

The nurse flipped through the workbook and said with a smile.

"Discharge?!" Song Jong-hyuk repeated in disbelief: "Her body has not recovered yet, how can she be discharged from the hospital?!" ”

"That's what we persuad." The nurse explained embarrassedly: "Xiuyingxi's body was originally not allowed to move casually, but her sister was very resolute, saying that she was going home to hire a private doctor to take care of her, so she ......"

Song Jong-hyuk put down his hand on the nurse's table and turned around in a daze.

Yoon Hye-mi, who had been standing beside him for a long time, held his body worriedly: "Jonghyuk oppa, don't worry. ”

Biting her lip, she continued to persuade: "Perhaps, Cui Xiuying Xi is just messing with you, waiting for you to coax her." ”

Song Jong-hyuk subconsciously shook his head. He knew that with Xiuying's temperament, he would not make such a bad joke with himself.

Suddenly thinking of something, Song Jong-hyuk opened Yoon Hye-mi's hand and walked quickly towards the elevator.

"Jonghyuk oppa!" Yin Huimei called him worriedly: "What are you going to do?" ”

"I'm going to find her!"

Song Jong-hyuk stopped.

"I'm going to go and talk to her about it!"

"But, your legs ......," Yoon Hye-mi dissuaded weakly.

"Emi." Song Jong-hyuk turned around with a smile on his face.

"It's enough to run away once."

"This time, I must grasp it!"

With that, he didn't wait for Yin Hye-mi to say anything, and quickly disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

Yin Huimei stared blankly ahead, her weakly hanging hand clenched tightly.

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Rushed out of the hospital gate and onto the street. Looking at the endless stream of vehicles coming and going, everywhere must seem unfamiliar.

Song Jong-hyuk was at a loss.

"Where shall I find you? Xiuying. ”

Bending down to support his knees in despair, Song Jong-hyuk calmed down his heavy breathing after running.

With a shrill brake sound, a car stopped in front of Song Jong-hyuk.

"Hey." The windows rolled down, and a call made Song Jong-hyuk look up.

"Is that you?" Looking at the person in the driver's seat in surprise, Song Jong-hyuk narrowed his eyes.

"It's too late, get in the car!"

Kim Tae-yeon leaned over and opened the car door.