Chapter 8 Fever and Three Text Messages

"Nuna, slow down." Park Renjing strode quickly in front, but Su Gaofei was a little struggling to follow. I was attacked by the cold wind unsuspectingly when I went out, and I sneezed several times in a row before I remembered that my body had a fever, and as soon as I realized this, I really felt that my legs began to weaken.

"Nuna, why are you angry for no reason?" Su Gaofei finally caught up with Park Renjing, grabbed one of her hands and gasped a few times and asked, a little aggrieved and a little annoyed. I feel that I have done enough well, and the songs ...... apologize, whisper, play tricks, and pretend songs in front of everyone, aren't these enough? So what else to do!

"I'm not angry." Allowed by Su Gaofei's pull, Park Renjing stood in place, his steps seemed to be stiff.

"Then let's reconcile!" Dispel the little dissatisfaction in my heart, and deliberately said in an upward tone. Turning her over, he looked at her with anticipation in his eyes.

Park In-jeong lowered her eyelids, still silent.

"Huh?" Promise! What are you hesitating about? Su Gao was not in a hurry, grabbed the hand on her shoulder, and unconsciously increased his strength.

Park In-jeong finally made a move, seemed to have figured out something, raised his face and smiled: "That piece is very well written." ”

Su Gaofei's face was overjoyed, as if he had seen a turning point, and he laughed twice, waiting for her next words.

"Let's make our debut! Henceforth...... We're on different trajectories. Park In-jung said that her nose was sore, but she still kept her smile until the end.

Su Gaofei's body trembled, this development was unexpected! Is it possible to save so much and even lose self-esteem, or is it just such a result?

"What are you talking about? That's where I'm going to go! Su Gaofei hurriedly shouted with a bit of anger.

"Mature yourself." Park Ren sighed quietly, "If it is not a last resort, who is willing to give up so many years of hard work and dreams?" She sniffed, her eyes a little misty, as if she had seen the starry stage.

She may never have a chance again, but she still hopes to see the big boy in front of her on stage who seems to be starting to change a little differently. Such a good creative talent can't just be buried. Although he left S/M, if he went to a brokerage company like YG, a singer-songwriter like him would definitely get more attention.

What is this? Su Gaofei's hands slipped off her shoulders, and after hanging down weakly, he clenched his fists with indignation.

"Y-you should be mature! Do you think that giving up everything you have and picking up the burden of life like you are maturity? Trying to get through the difficulties in front of you and sticking to your dreams and living the life you want is true maturity! ”

Su Gaofei took a small step forward, a little emotional, and dared to hold her face. Eye to eye, he said softly but firmly: "Yes, in the past, I always gave you the feeling of frivolity and unreliability, but now I want to be able to make you trust like a man." Give me a chance, and give yourself one. Let's face this difficulty together, okay? ”

Park Injing pursed her lips and blinked, obviously a determined person but always wavered in front of her feelings, and hesitated for half a minute before she looked cautious and asked, "This time, how serious are you this time?" "Su Gaofei's credibility with her is not high, so she can't be cautious.

"Ten points! 10 out of 10! The answer was categorical, blurted out.

looked at the face that had gradually lost its childishness and carved a few corners, obviously it had been hurt by the same lie countless times, but at this moment, when reason met sensibility, it was still destroyed in the blink of an eye.

When Park In-jeong met those eyes, he wanted to take root desperately and live in that line of sight.

"Remember what you say." Park In-jeong bit her lip and pouted it again.

People are very strange animals, if you are alone, no matter how much you have been wronged, you often grit your teeth and get through, but when there is someone around you who cares about you, you can't help but cry out in pain.

Park Renjing is like this, when she pushed Su Gaofei away from the bottom of her heart, she kept holding on. Until now, I finally couldn't bear it anymore, and fell into Su Gaofei's arms, the changes in the family and the shattering of dreams were too heavy and cruel for a nineteen-year-old girl.

His chest soon became wet, and Su Gaofei's hands at his sides became overwhelmed. The heart is like a pounding drum, and the drum beat is rapid and chaotic, as if it can break the internal organs. Her hands trembled, and she climbed up her back with a little bit, and the moment she finally mustered up the courage to press it, it bounced away like a tingling pain. After a few breaths of relief and calming down, he finally hugged her calmly.

It's really embarrassing, the otaku thought so, but a sense of sweetness and responsibility that had never risen in his heart before.

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After sending Park In-jung home, Su Gaofei still felt that his whole body was hot, I don't know if it was because of a fever or because of something else, he wanted to blow a cold wind and wandered the street alone.

Everything you see is familiar and strange, and it is fresh and strange to recognise it with your eyes little by little against the impressions in your memory.

After shopping, I went home, took out the key but couldn't see the keyhole clearly, and finally opened the door, but the whole person fell softly on the door panel and fell into the room.

My throat was a little dry, and when I touched my forehead, it felt hot like a soldering iron. Climbing into bed, my stomach that didn't eat dinner was so hungry that I couldn't care about "cooing" and screaming, so I wanted to hold the quilt and didn't want to move a finger.

The eyelids were heavy as if they had been filled with lead, and they could never be opened again. I fell asleep, woke up with thirst in the middle of the night, muttered "water, water", and remembered that I was now living alone in a strange country, and there was no longer my father and mother to offer me as a treasure. I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, and my feelings have become fragile when I catch a cold, and I want to cry. I sniffed, and I couldn't help it.

The throat was so dry that it looked like it had been roasted on a fire, and it looked like it had been cut back and forth with a razor. I had to take out my mobile phone to borrow some light, and when I got my mobile phone, I found that there were several text messages. Park In-jeong, Han Eun-jeong, Jung so-jeong? The brain is confused, and it will tear the pain when I want to think about something, and I simply don't bother to click on the text message to read the content.

got up, stumbled into the toilet, turned on the faucet and buried his head and poured a few mouthfuls, it seems that his brain has indeed burned a lot. I didn't feel that there was anything wrong with doing this, and there was a coolness in my throat, and I licked my lips contentedly, and squinted back on the bed.