Chapter 95: A Heavy Rain is a Few Sentimental

Hyo-min walked out of JYP like a walking corpse, and all thoughts went blank.

When she walked by, many trainees looked at her with jokes, but she didn't care at all.

She didn't even pack her own things, and there was no need to clean them up.

It's a sad place, a place that punctuates the gloom of her eighteen-year-old life.

Standing outside JYP's building, the cold wind blows a few yellowing leaves, reminding people that late autumn has begun.

But behind the leaves, the cold raindrops caught people off guard, and they turned into soup chickens on the spot.

Pedestrians were all running, frantically looking for a place to escape the rain.

Hyo-min was in a trance, and he tended to walk in the rain curtain of the sky.

Her mood is like this cold and psychedelic world, she can't see her own direction clearly, and she can't see through the road ahead.

As she walked, a very familiar sign came into her eyes.

It was a small shop where she used to come to eat when she was a trainee.

The price is cheap, and it is very rich, which is deeply loved by the trainees.

Hyomin walked over quietly and sat down in his seat, wet.

The proprietress who was taking inventory saw her appearance and walked over quickly. "Hey, this kid, what's wrong? Why are you so wolfy? Hurry up and wipe it with a towel. ”

Hyomin unconsciously took the towel and wiped it for a while, obviously out of state.

Seeing this, the proprietress also knew that she had encountered something sad, so she asked, "Do you want something to eat?" ”

Hyomin paused for a moment, and only one word came out of his mouth. "Wine."

The proprietress was stunned for a moment and comforted: "You are not yet an adult, so you can't drink." ”

Hyomin raised his head, his eyes were full of mist, and asked pitifully, "Can't you even drink alcohol?" It turns out that my life is such a failure. ”

For fear that something would happen to her, the proprietress hurriedly waved her hand. "Okay, I'll get you wine. Okay, you can't drink more, just one bottle. ”

Although Hyomin didn't say what to eat, the proprietress still thoughtfully prepared a few snacks for her.

But Hyo-min's gaze was only on the wine bottle on the table.

She grabbed it, poured a glass to her heart's content, and then poured it all into her mouth.

The spicy liquor poured into the cavity where it had never been visited, and it was as uncomfortable as if it had been roasted by a fierce fire.

Hyomin couldn't bear the smell of wine, and coughed violently, and even the wine squirted out from the corners of her mouth and nostrils, making her image extra wolf.

But Hyomin, who is so sad, doesn't care about other people's eyes at all, and still pours soju into his mouth.

said that she would only drink one bottle, but how could the proprietress persuade her?

Three hours had passed, and there was already a row of wine bottles on Hyomin's table.

And she had already drunk too much, drunkenly lying on the table motionless.

"Ouch, kids now, why do you drink so much wine?" The proprietress was not at ease, and after coming over to see it, she sighed.

But there's no way to let Hyo-min just sleep here, after all, the clothes on her body are already soaked.

It's been a long time, and you have to get sick.

After thinking about it, the proprietress opened her carry-on bag and found the phone.

When I opened the address book, the first thing I saw was my brother.

This should be her relative, right?

Thinking so, the proprietress called the phone.

Park Jung-hyuk was preparing a plan at MBC, and suddenly received such a call, and the whole person was not good.

It's good, why did Hyo-min suddenly get drenched in the rain and drink so much wine?

After thanking the proprietress for a moment, he didn't dare to delay for a moment and hurriedly drove over.

After coming to the place, I saw Hyo-min, who was already drunk.

After Park Jung-hyuk revealed his identity, he picked up Hyo-min and prepared to go back.

When Hyomin's body snuggled into his arms, a pungent smell of wine smoked him.

Park Jung-hyuk's eyebrows were tightly locked, and he was very puzzled by what happened to Hyo-min.

But this is not the place to speak, and the dazed Hyo-min is talking indecipherably drunk, and his hands and feet are not honest.

It took a lot of effort for Park Jung-hyuk to stuff Hyo-min into the car and send her back to her residence.

Hyomin was drenched in the rain and drank a lot of wine, and he already felt cold all over.

Suddenly walking into the warm room, I felt comfortable at the same time, and my eyes opened.

Her eyes struggled to condense before she could discern the person in front of her.

Pushing his arms violently, he got away from Park Jung-hyuk's side and sat on the ground himself.

Park Jung-hyuk didn't notice that she was awake, and under the pushing, the whole person hit the shoe rack at the door.

As a result, all the shoes that had been neatly placed fell to the ground, making a mess.

"What are you doing?" Park Jung-hyuk asked annoyed when he was about to bend down to pick up something.

"Hehe, why are you here again?" Hyomin's voice was very weird, even with a faint aura.

Park Jung-hyuk's outstretched hand slammed into a slam, then slowly straightened up, only to notice that Hyo-min's sight was covered with a thick layer of fog.

Hyomin didn't care about his expression, and still muttered, "I've worked hard, trying to do my best." I'm about to succeed, I'm going to fulfill my dream. ”

At this point, her words have turned into a cry. "But why are you here again? Like a nightmare from my childhood, it reappeared with me. Because of you, all my dreams are ruined. Are you a demon? Do you have to destroy me completely? ”

She really didn't look like the words of a drunk person.

The intertwined sense of illusion made Park Jung-hyuk a little unsure. "What are you talking about? What's going on? ”

Hyomin's eyes slowly turned cold, and he stretched out his finger and pointed at Park Jung-hyuk in front of her. "I was wrong, I shouldn't have believed in change. As long as I meet you, I'm bound to be unlucky. This is something that fate has forged, and no one can change it. From now on, I will stay away from you, and I will never see you again. You are the nightmare of my heart, and it always brings me bad luck. ”

Park Jung-hyuk was furious, rushed over with an arrow, grabbed Hyo-min's shoulder, and asked in a hurry, "Park Sun-young, do you make it clear?" Where the hell am I sorry for you? ”

The strength of his hands is so big, like two pliers, and it hurts to grasp Hyomin.

Hyo-min, who had lost his mind, didn't care about it at all, and his indiscriminate slapping palms fell on Park Jung-hyuk's face one after another, making his cheeks show palm prints one after another. "Demon, stay away from me, don't come near me. How long will you still harm me? Because of you, I don't even have the dream of making my debut. Because of you, I have once again become the laughing stock of others' ridicule. My life has become so gloomy because of you. ”

Park Jung-hyuk's face was blue and purple, but it was far less scarred than his heart.

Being able to repair the relationship with Hyomin and have the feeling of being a brother and sister is a big step forward for him.

Because of this, he can always feel happy.

But Xiao Min's words were like the sharpest weapon, stabbing his already sensitive and fragile heart with an obvious wound.

He let go of Hyomin and stepped back for a distance.

His voice was condensed and dry, but with a deep sense of disappointment. "In your heart, that's what you see me? Do you really think that all of your misfortunes are caused by me? ”

"Hehe," Hyomin smiled mockingly, but his tone was extremely discouraged. "Isn't it? Because of you, I was considered a girl who didn't know how to love herself, and the directors of the company misunderstood. The debut opportunity in front of me has also come to naught because of you. Do you know? Did I put in a lot of effort to make my debut? That's my life! It's because of you that you've been ruined alive. ”

Park Jung-hyuk stumbled on his feet and fell down. But the dizziness in his head was as if someone had hit him with a hammer.

He was completely sad, and finally wanted to complete his heart, and it was broken again. "It turns out that in your mind, I am such a person. Hehe, it seems that I am all self-inflicted. It turns out that our relationship is not related at all. ”

Hyomin staggered to his feet and looked at him coldly. "Do you still want any relationship? What else can we do? Even my most beloved mother, you ruthlessly pushed her to the ground, and she had to be hospitalized to recuperate. That's my most beloved mother, why do you treat her like this? ”

Park Jung-hyuk's mind was full of Hyo-min's words from before, and he didn't have any repercussions about this matter.

He was like a giant who had lost all his strength, unable to fight even an ant.

If your heart is dead, how can you care about anything else?

Waving his hand weakly, Park Jung-hyuk didn't want to defend anything.

And there was only one sentence he said. "You go, hurry up. From now on, we will not know each other. ”

Hyo-min's heart is also completely broken, and what Park Jung-hyuk said is exactly what she thinks.

She stumbled into her room, quickly packed her things, and rushed out of the place as fast as she could.

With a loud bang, the door slammed shut shut, creating two disconnected worlds.

From now on, this pair of brother and sister, who had just bridged, once again walked into the fog area of mutual misunderstanding.

Park Jung-hyuk sat alone on the floor and didn't react for a long time.

Such a bleak life is really powerless.

In the face of fragile and sensitive family affection, his gains and losses are the only coping.

"Ya Xiba!" He feels powerless in life, only venting his anger and scolding, and the room that he made a mess of.

The broken vases on the floor, and the cracked televisions, were all poisoned by him.

On this day, Park Jung-hyuk, who had been in this world for a year and six months, became alone again.

His rebirth is always full of tragedy.