Chapter 33: Like

"Let Kim Yu-moon be honest, well, didn't he come up with Busan? Let him go back honestly. ”

"Taizhe? What do you want to do with Taizhe? ”

"Hehe, those small companies, you can do it, just keep a low profile."

After a pause, Jiang Zhenhe said again, "On the Li family's side, the conditions are sufficient, release goodwill with them." β€œ

Jiang Zhenhe hung up the phone, and after a while, the office was filled with smoke.

The mobile phone rang, Jiang Zhenhe glanced at it and snuffed out the cigarette butt.

"Dad"

"I know all about you."

Jiang Taizhe was silent, and only spoke after a while, "Let her go this time." ”

"After all, I've loved it for so many years."

"What Cheng dΓΉ."

"Baeksang's Popularity Award."

"Yes."

"Thank you, Dad." After a pause, Jiang Taizhe spoke again, "I will have nothing to do with her in the future." ”

The phone hung up, and Jiang Taizhe seemed to have unloaded the burden on his body and was suddenly paralyzed in the sofa.

There is no way, Jiang Zhenhe's aura is too strong, and this time he was used as a gunman again, and he properly cheated his father.

South Korean prosecutors have a high status and a lot of power. But correspondingly, the people and the state also have strong supervision over it. If Kim Tae-hee really used his identity to lobby the judges, although the success rate of this matter was much greater, the stain on Kang Jin-hyuk was difficult to erase, and he might not be taken out by an opponent to speak one day.

Now that everything is settled, Kang Tae-cheol feels relaxed.

Lying on the spacious sofa and looking out the window at the bare trees, he suddenly remembered a lot of things.

He thought of the first time he saw Kim Tae-hee, he was a skinny kid, and Kim Tae-hee was already so beautiful.

He remembered that when she was admitted to Seoul University, he decided to take the Seoul National University exam.

He remembered the reason for leaving Goyang for Seoul.

He remembered how dazed he was when he knew that Kim Tae-hee still had a boyfriend.

If Han Ga-in is his idol, then Kim Tae-hee is his first love.

It's a pity that this first love is a secret love, and before the waves have been raised, he was slapped on the beach.

He stared at the sparrows on the bald branches.

He remembered the first time they met, he wanted to shake hands with Kim Tae-hee, but was thrown off by Kim Tae-hee.

He remembered Kim Tae-hee, who changed every time he came to the house to be alone with them.

He remembered Kim Tae-hee, who inadvertently revealed her boyfriend last time.

and Kim Tae-hee, who deliberately hyped himself.

"Yikes!" Jiang Tae-cheol shouted as if venting, and the sound passed through the window, startling away a few sparrows in the tree.

Is Kim Tae-hee the first love? Does he like Kim Tae-hee?

Fuck your first love! Fuck you like!

At that time, he was in the mountains and didn't know it, and mistakenly thought that this was his liking, but now that he jumped out of the game, he realized the reality, he was just messing around.

When he was a child, he naturally pursued beautiful things, and the volatilization of superfluous hormones in adolescence, he just did a wrong thing at the wrong time that he thought was right.

If you were to change now, would you still like Kim Tae-hee?

Jiang Taizhe pinched his chin and thought carefully for a long time, and the result was no.

If you want to say you like it, at least you have to be a person like Zheng Xiuyan.

Although the temper is not good

Jiang Taizhe was suddenly stunned, and his mouth was open.

"Wait, I seem to have mentioned Zheng Xiuyan? The guy who knows how to put on a stinky face? ”

Jiang Taizhe seemed to think of something terrifying, "Ah" screamed, jumped up from the sofa at once, and paced back and forth on the white and flawless jade floor with a pair of bare feet, the speed was quite fast, and the sound of snapping, snapping, snapping was particularly loud in the empty living room.

muttered something unconsciously in his mouth, pinched the corners of his clothes with both hands and didn't let go, and had a loveless expression on his face.

"How can I think of her?"

"Really, what's so good about her?"

"It's not good at all, really" Jiang Taizhe repeated these words in his mouth, trying in vain to hypnotize himself.

"Hit me the first time we met."

Kang Tae-cheol remembered the first time they met, and he thought it was a dark cloud coming, but he saw Jessica's expressionless cold face.

"Actually, it's really beautiful," Kang Tae-cheol said unconsciously.

"Smack"

"Blind to you."

"I don't even eat cucumbers, and I'm a picky eater!"

Kang Tae-cheol remembered Jessica's flawless smile and beautiful side face in the sun that day.

"Smack"

He remembered the panicked and shy way Jessica looked that day in the little crystal bedroom when she was pulled over by him.

Remembering how lovely Jessica was when he took out the roses, she was surprised and delighted.

I remembered the fog in Jessica's eyes and her pitiful pretty face in the movie theater.

Think of Jessica's white, delicate skin.

I think of Jessica's straight, slender thighs and the two hills that are already developing.

"So much I remember about her."

Jiang Taizhe was lying on the ground, and there was still the afterglow of the slap on his face. It was a little cold on the ground, and the cold stimulated his brain.

He was indeed more sober.

I did realize that he did have a different feeling for this girl named Zheng Xiuyan.

I don't know what it is, it's not a hate anyway.

Do you like it?

Jiang Taizhe got up from the ground with a carp and pedaled upstairs.

Turn on your computer, board NAVER, and type in two words.

"Like"

He looked at them one by one, and not only did he not understand the look on his face, but he became even more confused.

Enter "what do you like" again.

This time, he flipped through them more carefully, and read more than a dozen pages of answers, some of which were repeated and some of which were not.

After reading these answers, Jiang Taizhe was relieved.

His situation is not explained in the same way.

"So it's just a friend who feels different, right?" He explains.

After sorting out his thoughts, Jiang Taizhe went to the bathroom to wash up.

After getting dressed, Jiang Tae-cheol put on his schoolbag and prepared to go out.

But as soon as he reached the door, the hand that put the handrail drooped down again.

"I almost forgot, the little crystal family went back to the United States." Jiang Taizhe smiled self-deprecatingly and lay back on the sofa.

One day after Christmas, Kang Tae-cheol gave Xiao Jing a make-up lesson and was told that the family was going back to the United States for the New Year. Today is the 7th, and it has been almost 10 days since I did the math.

Today's mood is a bit chaotic, that's why I'm so restless.

Kang Tae-cheol turned on the TV, and it was playing his favorite program "X-MAN", but today he watched it for a while and then changed the channel.

"Love Letter", a show that he usually spurns, but today he watches it with relish.

"If this is Sika, her table should be like this."

"If this was Sika, she would have blackfaced."

"If"

Jiang Taizhe watched and thought about it, but he was also happy.

The mobile phone on the table rang, and Jiang Taizhe couldn't help but turn up the corners of his mouth when he saw the caller ID.

"Little Crystal, are you bored in the United States?"

"Oppa, we're back!"

"Really?"

"Really! Did you miss me. ”

"Wuli Little Crystal is loved by everyone, and no one doesn't want to."

"Did you miss me?" A cold voice came, with a hint of apprehension that no one knew.

"Of course," Kang Tae-cheol's heart suddenly accelerated.

"Of course not!" Kang Tae-cheol laughed.

Hanging up the phone, Kang Tae-cheol lay on the sofa and was silly.

Little Crystal is back, and so is she.

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If you say what you like, then you don't like it.

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(The eyes are badly swollen, but there are still two more chapters, although the time is a bit late.) οΌ‰

(Thank you for the reward of "Lonely City Moon Shadow Remnant Leaves", thank you very much!) οΌ‰