In a mansion in Seoul, Song Ivan's slender figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The color style around him is like his character, not luxurious, not strong, both the furniture and the decoration style are exquisite and simple and elegant.

Light blue curtains, crystal chandeliers in the shape of candles, and a simple white dining table with simple greenery placed on the dining table, without fragrant smell, is a living room full of masculine tones.

This is Song Ivan's home in Seoul. It's big and it's simple.

There was a slight sound behind him, and the door was politely tapped, and then it opened, and Vera entered, and then said softly and softly, "I brought the people." ”

Song Yifan turned his head and let out a faint "um".

Vera quietly exited, and a tall figure entered.

I saw that this person was dressed in a black windbreaker, with a tall figure, and the contour of his face was like an ancient Greek sculpture, with sharp edges and corners, and his eyes looked at the past without waves, neither joy nor sorrow, but the depths of his eyes were indeed extremely profound.

Song Yifan looked at the person in front of him, his eyes were cold, flashing with a dark luster like an ink pool, unfathomable, no one could guess what he was thinking.

His voice was cold and warm, a little cold: "You disappeared for five years. ”

No one speaks, and the dark figure stands, like a tall sculpture.

Song Yifan said again: "Since that incident, you have disappeared, a full five years, and now that you are back, you are not going to tell me anything, Obsidian." ”

His name is Obsidian. Black as a shadow, but dazzling as a dawn.

Song Yifan stepped forward and looked at him, who was comparable to him in terms of size and physique, and a slight smile was hooked at the corner of his lips, he was still like this, cherishing words like gold, indifferent, but he was the most trustworthy person in himself.

They grew up together since childhood, practiced taekwondo together, and had the same skills, but obsidian seemed to be very suitable for surviving in dark corners, never saying much to people, and was cold by nature.

Song Ivan raised his hand, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Clean up, come with Vera, and go to China with me." ”

Obsidian's gaze was cold, and his eyes were as unfathomable as Song Ivan's, and after listening to Song Ivan's words, he just bowed his head slightly, and then turned to leave.

Two hours later, Song Ivan and his entourage appeared at Seoul Airport, because the trip had been as low-key as possible, so the airport was not known to multimedia or fans.

Song Ivan sat in the airport VIP lounge, Vera entered the door, and said gently: "There is still half an hour to take off." ”

Song Ivan let out a faint "um", and then said in a deep voice: "What about her?" ”

Vera said: "Just called, she'll pick up the airport." ”

The corners of Song Yifan's mouth rarely hooked up a touch of upward arc.