“…… The sky is as blue as the sea, the clouds are as white as flocculent, the breeze blows, and my heart is surging......"

Taxis whizz down the fast city road, and melodious music echoes through the carriages. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The elderly driver's uncle, while listening to the song intoxicated, couldn't help but tap his fingers on the steering wheel, while looking at the guests sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror from time to time.

"The pianist, it's really indifferent, the young people nowadays ......"

The guest hurriedly got into the car, and after reporting his destination, he remained silent, just staring down, not knowing what he was looking at, and he didn't seem to have any idea of communicating with anyone.

This is enough to choke the driver's uncle who can't stop talking on weekdays.

Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Customer Nim?" ”

"Huh?" Song Jong-hyuk in the back row was interrupted by his train of thought, and immediately raised his head and looked at the driver suspiciously.

"You're going to the airport, are you going to pick up someone?" Seeing that the guest was just carrying a small bag, the driver speculated based on his common sense.

"It's not." Song Jong-hyuk smiled and shook his head: "I'll go...... Tourism. ”

"Tourism? Hey, you young people are really happy now, you can travel all over the world, and we are old people, and we don't have a chance to go out. The driver's uncle sighed and continued to ask, "Where to travel?" United States? Japan? China? ”

"It's China," Song Jong-hyuk repeated: "Yes, it's China, Taiwan." ”

"Taiwan?! It's said to be a nice place. Guest NIM must stay a few more days! ”

Uncle said with a hearty smile.

"Actually, I won't be able to stay for a few days." Song Jong-hyuk raised the thing in his hand a little helplessly, which was exactly what he had been staring at since he got in the car: "I went to Taiwan to see a concert." ”

In his hand, he could vaguely see that it was the three concert tickets that were couriered.

"Concert? Hey, uncle, I also like to sing. The driver was seduced by Song Jong-hyuk and talked about sex thoroughly: "Did you hear that?" Lee Sun-hee's "Beautiful Country"! I love her songs the most! ”

“…… I'm sorry. The brain that lost his memory did not have any memory about Lee Sun-hee, and there was no way to talk, so Song Jong-hyuk could only apologize in embarrassment.

"You don't even know about Lee Sun-hee?!" The driver turned his head abruptly and looked at Song Jonghyuk in surprise, causing him to exclaim: "Uncle, be careful of the car!" ”

The driver turned his head to stabilize the steering wheel, and then asked again angrily: "You don't even know about Li Shanji?" Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the female singer of our country, she is the highest, the highest! ”

“…… I'm sorry uncle, I just came back from abroad......" I really couldn't find a reasonable explanation, Song Jong-hyuk could only lie and make excuses to prevaricate.

"You young people always like those idols, and you have no reverence for real artists! Singers are art! The driver was still indignant, and counted down as an elder. It can be seen that this is also a passionate and angry young man.

"Inside, I'm going to watch Girls' Generation's concert this time......" Song Jong-hyuk explained in a whisper.

"Girls' Generation? That group seems to be pretty good, at least they know how to go overseas and promote the advanced culture of our Republic of Korea! Hearing this, the driver's face improved slightly, and he said to Song Jonghyuk in a calm tone: "If you go to Taiwan, you must not embarrass our country!" Got it? ”

“…… Inside, I know......" I really didn't know how to answer, Song Jong-hyuk took out his headphones and connected them to his mobile phone speechlessly, and finally stopped the driver's uncle from continuing to harass him.

Rolling down the window, the cool wind immediately blew into the car, which made Song Jong-hyuk's brain vibrate.

He propped his elbows and looked out at the scenery outside the car, but his mind had drifted away.

On the package of the courier, there is no information about the sender.

The name and mobile phone number are all fake, and Song Jong-hyuk tried to dial it, but he actually contacted a gas station in Gyeonggi Province......

So the question is, who is it that has gone to such great lengths to deliver the concert tickets to Song Jong-hyuk's hands, but still doesn't let him know his identity?

First of all, the only people who knew that they were going to Taiwan before were Taeyeon and so-young, but ......

Is it Taeyeon? No way. If that's the girl, why don't you just tell yourself? Moreover, he had clearly rejected her before.

Is it so-young? It's even more impossible. It was this kid who persuaded himself to give up his plan to go to Taiwan, how could he do such a thing now?

Ruled out one by one, Song Jong-hyuk's thoughts gradually became clear.

Even if it's just a simple stroll around the fan club, Song Jong-hyuk can know how valuable tickets for girls' generation concerts are.

It's not just that it's hard to get a ticket, some buyers even put the price at three or even four times the original price, but they still can't ask for it.

In this case, the three tickets - and all of them were the best spots in the first row of the rock zone - were delivered to him by a courier.

The person who sent the mail must be from the ** company, at least it is also a person who has a deep relationship with the ** company.

Then, maybe it's someone who knows your past self.

I was able to know from Taeyeon or Suyoung that I had plans to go to Taiwan, so I immediately got a ticket for the three-day concert, and then sent it to the hospital where I was without concealing my identity.

Hospital? Song Jong-hyuk felt as if he had grasped some clue, but it was as if he was shrouded in a fog, and it was difficult to see the truth.

Anyway, no matter what you're going to do.

Song Jong-hyuk secretly made up his mind in his heart, and his eyes instantly became resolute.

I took it.

"Guest Nim, the airport has arrived." The driver's uncle's voice rang out from the front seat.

"Okay, thank you." Song Jong-hyuk handed over the transportation card, checked out and got off the bus.

In the sun, the signboard of Gimpo Airport sparkles.