Park Chae-hyun is now biting the rim of the milk cup, and all the colorful fantasies that were just put into Song Jong Ki-moon's jiàn clinch have all run out again.

What to do, milk doesn't help sleep, it looks like she's going to lose sleep tonight. She reached out and pressed the home button on the phone, which was free of any text messages or missed calls. He didn't call himself, so should she call him?

She opened the call log, which had recently had a new contact, and after her birthday, she saved his phone. Why save it? also wrote A Song Jong Ki, and the first thing she saw when she opened the contact was his name.

The thin finger pressed on the string of numbers, but after repeated hesitation, he couldn't press the green call button. What was she going to ask? What do you mean by that last sentence tonight? What if it's not what she thought it was? Isn't that really embarrassing to death?

However, if you don't ask, your heart is like a thousand ants gnawing, itching and painful, and you can't scratch it, and your heart, liver and lungs are feverish.

Eventually, the call went through. Park Chae-hyun kept telling herself on the phone, she really just didn't understand what Song Jong-ki's words meant, and there was no other meaning, just like I didn't know the answer in the reading comprehension class in the Korean language class when I was in high school, it's as simple as that!

"Hello? Hello. The phone was answered, but it was a nice female voice, and Park Chae-hyun was at a loss for a moment.

The phone was picked up by Moon Chae-won, and now Song Jong-ki is still filming the night scene, because he left suddenly for unknown reasons, and now he has to hurry up and re-shoot. Her scene has been filmed today, looking at their personal belongings on the set.

Song Jong-ki's phone rang, and the caller ID on it said "Little liar". She didn't want to pick it up, but the person on the other end of the phone seemed to be calling until she didn't answer, so she picked up the phone.

"Hello?" It is a voice that still sounds very immature, Park Chae-hyun's voice is indeed much smaller than that of her peers, and it is because of such a good voice that S.M's Uncle Lee so-man has lured her to make a cameo in the company's recording studio several times. "May I ask who you are?" The kind man hasn't started broadcasting yet, but the schedule has been set, and Park Chae-hyun didn't think for a while that the man who always looked a little cynical was still working.

"Hello, I'm Wen Caiyuan. Oba is still filming, I'll tell him to call you back later, okay? Everyone has been filming together for a while, and she also knows that her partner must have a little girl hidden in her heart, what is the difference between a man and a woman in love, they think that others don't know, but as long as they are really in love, how can others not notice it?

"Filming?" Park Chae-hyun suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a tidbit of a TV series starring Song Jong-ki in the previous TV series, "No need, you guys can continue to work, I don't have a big deal." She politely hung up, but the mess in her head hadn't been emptied yet. Yes! It's really going to be insomnia.

And now Song Jong-ki, who was finally busy on the set and was about to call it a day, saw Moon Chae-won walking up to him with a mysterious smile on his face.

"How?" He asked with a smile on his face.

Wen Caiyuan stretched out her hand and pointed to his phone, with a little apology on her face, "I answered a phone call for you when you were filming just now, it's a girl!" She was still a little sorry one second, but the next she started to gossip, especially when she saw the different smile on the face of the man opposite.

"Do you want to go back in time now?" Wen Caiyuan will not say that she just has a gossip heart, she is just a simple friendly Jianyì.

Song Jong-ki looked at her with a smile, "Do you want to meet?" Looking at the eager expressions of the girls around him, he spoke. In fact, what someone thinks in their hearts is that if they lure a little liar to the set, it doesn't seem to be too bad a thing, and it is a really good idea to take the opportunity to announce that the famous flower is in charge.

Moon Chaewon has been partnering with him for a while, and she has a good impression of the man next to her who has debuted for four years but has no scandals around her. "Can you see it?" Well, the cold actress exposes her gossip side.

Song Jong-ki frowned and thought about it, as if it had been a long time of deliberation before replying: "Although I look a little stupid and have a lower IQ, but in general, there should be no shame in taking it out, right?" ”

"Poof-" Wen Caiyuan smiled, did you describe yourself as a female ticket? She looked at Song Jong-ki suspiciously, did she really sincerely want to introduce her to her?

"But, that's it, I think it's good." Song Jong-ki's gaze fell on a certain place in the void, and then said slowly. He still had a light smile on his face, with a little warmth.

Wen Caiyuan looked at Song Jong-ki like this, and she understood everything in her heart. "Then remember to bring it and take a look, I'll go first. You should go back early today. After saying that, she smiled and said goodbye to the people around her and the staff around her, turned around and sat in the nanny car.

The makeup on Song Jong-ki's face, which is still in place, has not been removed, okay, forgive him for being naïve once. That night, the staff who were still in the night show and did not evacuate saw the most naïve actor in history taking a selfie.

That's right! You're right! Now the actor with bruised makeup on his face, the legendary cream little fresh meat Song Jong-ki, stands in the studio and takes a selfie! The expressions on their faces are still so realistic, as if they really fell into a cliff, if they all knew that they had just made up a scene of a daytime car accident, they would have believed it.

Song Jong-ki looked at his results and thought it was still very good, and then he was very unkind to send this photo to the person who remarked the little liar on his phone.

"Let's go, call it a day." Someone didn't remove his makeup now, turned around and walked towards his car. The agent followed behind him and said that his artist is now taking the M route? That's not great!

Someone sitting in the car had been watching his phone, and he expected that Park Chae-hyun would call him as soon as he saw the photo. However, waiting left and right, the phone screen was only pressed by him repeatedly, and there was no tendency to ring at all.

"Is there no signal in the car?" Finally, Song Jong-ki couldn't help it and asked the agent next to him.

The agent was embarrassed, "Boss, we're not in outer space. "How can there be no signal! What is this ancestor thinking?

"Then why doesn't my phone ring?" Someone is very puzzled, is it that now the little liar is so conscienceless, and he is indifferent after seeing such a tragic photo of him? Don't you care about him? Even if it's not a male ticket yet, they know each other anyway, right?

But, Song Jong-ki, is it really okay for you to be so narcissistic?

In the end, Song Jong-ki finally couldn't help it, since Park Chae-hyun didn't call him, couldn't he call her?

dialed the number that I knew by heart, and the phone rang twice and was picked up by Park Chae-hyun.

"Hello?" She had just finished washing up and was ready to go to bed.

In fact, Song Jong-ki still had a little bit of luck in his heart at first, maybe it was because the little liar had already slept and didn't see his text message, so he didn't call to "greet" himself. However, now I am disillusioned, I obviously saw it but pretended not to see it! Suddenly my heart was broken into eight thousand pieces, and I felt like I couldn't fight it up

"See the text message?" hit the nail on the head, Song Jong-ki asked directly, he wouldn't admit that he wanted to hear the little liar say something like "I don't know, what a text message", but people always say that the ideal is plump and the reality is skinny, which is not unreasonable, just like now.

Park Chae-hyun held the hair dryer in his hand, turned on the power, and then looked at the man with anticipation on the other end of the phone, and unceremoniously punctured his illusions, well, just like Song Jong-ki did to her before, "See, you're not dead, I'm very happy." Okay, I'm going to blow my hair, no more, goodbye. With that, she hung up the phone neatly.

And this is the person who hung up the phone neatly just now, and now he is leaning against the wall of the bathroom and blushing. She was a little excited in her heart, and a little proud, is this considered a round?

When she called Song Jong-gi before, she exchanged FB names with Moon Chae-won, and then it didn't take long for her to receive a photo of the set from Moon Chae-won in a private message to her, and unfortunately, Song Jong-ki's classmate's appearance of wanting to deceive Park Chae-hyun's little girl is in this photo.

Suddenly feeling that he had won, Park Chae-hyun couldn't help cheering in the bathroom, and then took his hair dryer and began to blow his "hair" in a hula-la-la. As a result, because I was too excited, I accidentally stirred my hair into it very tragically. Is this a joy and sorrow?

Now she is not the only one who is sad, but also Song Jong-ki, who has arrived at the door. Now someone still can't believe what they just heard, what is called "You're not dead, I'm glad"! Does she have to wait until he's dead before she comes to see him? Song Jong-ki is angry, the little liar is getting more and more unconscionable, in order not to let such a scourge endanger others again, does he have to hurry up his pace even more? Do you want to get it? That seems like a good idea.

However, the more Song Jong-ki thinks about it now, the more he feels like his heart is jammed with soda, and the carbon dioxide in it is slowly squeezing his lungs. He reached out and reluctantly took out the phone and dialed the little liar's mobile phone again, this time, the arrow came a little faster.

"I'm sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off, please dial again later" I know that I am "injured", but I actually turned it off! Is this the attitude of not hearing what is going on outside the window? Song Jong-ki felt that he had been hurt a second time, in fact, this kind of injury Park Chae-hyun said that she was already immune, and she often suffered such injuries

So, in the end, someone who was injured sent a tweet in order to seek comfort, "The female ticket saw that I was indifferent to this, and finally turned off the phone and pretended to be dead." He then attached the photo he gave to Park Chae-hyun tonight, which is said to be "dying".