Seeing that the message sent out seemed to be as if there was no news in the sea, Weng Tingjun turned off the light in the room, sat on the window edge, and looked at the strange Seoul on a September night, silent.

"It seems a bit self-righteous to take it for granted."

In just a few months, the sword and sword shadow were even more exciting than the more than 20 years he had experienced in his previous life, and Weng Ting couldn't help but find that he was indeed a little impetuous.

Jessica's refusal was like a slap in the face, and Weng Tingjun's heart was not only depressed, but also a little more clear.

Not everything follows his trajectory, and he is not a god who can do everything.

He originally thought that when he came back from Hong Kong, he would find a suitable time, find a romantic atmosphere, and tell Sùjessica the truest feelings in his heart, but he thought that Jessica would not refuse him.

Unexpectedly, Jessica refused, and the refusal caught people off guard and made people take it for granted.

Jessica is a human being, she also has her own love, and this short contact, Weng Tingjun roughly understood Jessica's character.

Jingle bells.

The ringing in the quiet night was a little abrupt, and Weng Tingjun was not annoyed by the disturbing thoughts, but couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone.

Looking at the caller ID, Weng Tingjun was slightly disappointed, but quickly returned to normal, took a deep breath and adjusted his mood to take the call.

"Ji-yeon?"

"Brother." Park Ji-yeon thought that Weng Tingjun's phone would be turned off as always, but she didn't expect it to be connected, she was a little dignified for a while, and her breathing became short.

The two gunshots still linger in her ears, and Park Ji-yeon couldn't wait to dial Weng Tingjun's phone when she returned to the hotel from the Kowloon nightclub, and 487 calls were made, all of which prompted the other party to turn off the phone without exception. I can't contact my brother until today, and Park Ji-yeon is completely panicked.

If her brother was killed because he saved herself, Park Ji-yeon didn't dare to think about it, and prayed to the gods to bless her brother for a safe return.

I didn't expect ...... The call really went through.

Listening to that familiar voice, Park Ji-yeon was both surprised and delighted.

My brother is fine.

That's great.

The haze that has accumulated in her heart has also disappeared, she is not afraid of those bad people, she is really not afraid. As long as there are sisters and brothers, she is not afraid.

Now my sisters are still here, and my brothers are still here.

Park Ji-yeon couldn't help but jump.

"Spider-Man needs to recharge too." Weng Tingjun was a bit burdened, and he didn't want Park Ji-yeon to get involved in these messy things.

"Brother, thank you." Park Ji-yeon said solemnly.

She couldn't imagine what would have happened to Spider-Man if they hadn't shown up.

didn't want to bring up the old matter again, Weng Tingjun diverted the topic, "Isn't it my brother?" ”

Hearing Park Ji-yeon's happy voice, Weng Tingjun was also very moved. If you dare to go into the mouth of the tiger, you also have the responsibility of 'brother'.

"Hee-hee...... Brother, where are you? ”

"Seoul."

"I want to see you, I want to see you, I'm going to see you now."

Whether my brother was injured or not, what happened there after they were rescued, why did my brother not contact him until today, and what happened to my brother?

Park Ji-yeon has a lot of questions in her heart that she wants to ask Weng Ting-kyun, and if she doesn't get the answers today, Park Ji-yeon feels that she may go crazy.

Weng Tingjun was very tired, both physically and mentally, unexpectedly rejected his sister's kindness, "Another day, my brother has already slept." ”

Park Ji-yeon heard that although she tried her best to hide it in her brother's tone, there was still a voice that was obviously tired, and said hurriedly: "No! I want to see my brother. ”

My brother must have been injured.

If my brother is injured and I don't care about it, then what qualifications do I have to be my brother's sister.

"You kid!" Weng Tingjun looked at the time, at 20:27 at this time, it was not too late, if he didn't agree to this girl, he was afraid that he would be restless tonight, so he said helplessly: "Okay." ”

Ong Jeong-gyun asked Park Ji-yeon to meet outside, and there are still fewer people who know about the subtlety of the residence here in Myeongdong, and Tiara and him are both eventful, and there is also a jessica......

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Twilight is four, and the lights are on.

The myeongdong at night is always ready to move, and people come and go.

Park Ji-yeon looked at Weng Tingjun carefully, blue and white long-sleeved shirt, black jeans, although it was autumn, the weather in Seoul was still hot, but his brother was wearing a long-sleeved shirt, his arms were irregularly raised, Park Ji-yeon's face changed, her beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and her little face was white.

"Brother, will you hurt?"

Weng Tingjun smiled slightly, seeing the little handsome guy in front of him, his irritable mood also turned cloudy, and said with a smile: "Don't think nonsense, it's all over." ”

In fact, if it weren't for him, Tiara wouldn't have been in this trouble, so it was reasonable that Weng Tingjun would have to save them. It's true that Tiara is a commodity, but it's also his non-sale, and no one wants to get involved, let alone Park Ji-yeon, a legitimate sister.

"Brother, why do you want to save me?" Park Ji-yeon's eyes were misty, her hands were wringing hard, and her tone was quite self-reproachful.

Weng Tingjun really couldn't cry or laugh, and rubbed her head, "Why can't my brother save you?" ”

"But my brother is injured." Park Ji-yeon's eyes sparkled and she said seriously.

"And how are you going to compensate me?"

Park Ji-yeon's sparkling eyes sparkled as she looked at Weng Tingjun, her pretty face turned red instantly, and she said wryly: "Or...... My brother also let the bad guys catch it once, and I'll save you. ”

Weng Tingjun was dumbfounded.

"Just kidding." Park Ji-yeon stuck out her tongue, "Brother, I thought the Hong Kong police and gangster movies were all fake, but I didn't expect ......"

"Aren't you hungry? My brother was also hungry. ”

"Yes, yes, my brother is injured, I invite you to eat something delicious."

Park Ji-yeon carefully took Ong Jeong-kyun's arm and led him to Andong Chicken Stew, a well-known restaurant in Myeongdong.

asked for a large portion of stewed chicken, Park Ji-yeon was greedy, but she still put the chicken leg into Weng Tingjun's bowl very well-behaved and sensible.

Weng Tingjun didn't brush off Zhiyan's kindness, and under her sparkling eyes, he ate a whole chicken leg, and he also put a chicken leg in Park Ji-yeon's bowl, and said with a smile: "My brother eats a little too much at night, and if he eats it again, his figure will be out of shape." ”

Park Ji-yeon, despite her greed, did not accept it.

She didn't know how painful the bullet hurt on her body, but she was very distressed when she watched Weng Tingjun move his chopsticks and frown.

"Brother, are you in a bad mood?"

"Is it that obvious?"

Park Ji-yeon nodded firmly, this kind of expression is no stranger to her, especially recently, several sisters will have such sad faces no matter how much they hide it.

"Well, I won't hide it, it's all your fault."

"Blame me?"

"You see that you haven't laughed since you met me, don't you know that there is a saying called beautiful and delicious? How can my brother eat your picture? ”