The turmoil outside continued, but Weng Ting didn't have the time and energy to pay attention.

The news of his medical parole was blocked, and he was going to take advantage of the negligence of the enemy to deal a fatal blow.

Under the all-night work of the big-name people, Weng Tingjun was not idle, and he recalled the content of the song as much as possible.

With concerted efforts, the song gradually took shape.

The next dance, melody, and lyrics were handed over to these makers, and he went back to the car to catch up on sleep.

From the time he was imprisoned to the time he was released on medical parole for three days, he still hadn't closed his eyes, and now he yawned again and again, and he was afraid that he would fall asleep on the ground.

After washing up and adjusting the seat of the car, Weng Tingjun had just found a comfortable position and was about to fall asleep when his mobile phone rang.

Weng Tingjun closed his eyes and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "Hey, I'm Weng Tingjun." ”

"Weng Tingjun, I'm in Room 3 on the 3rd floor of Shama Xintiandi Apartment, I want to see you, right away."

Hearing this voice, all of Weng Tingjun's sleepiness and tiredness were instantly beaten.

"So-yeon, is something wrong?"

Park So-yeon didn't answer him and hung up the phone directly.

……

……

Weng Tingjun knew about this place, and he was afraid that Park Suyan would not be able to think about it, so he sent someone to secretly follow her to protect her, and he knew that Park Suyan prayed in the church every day...... Or self-redemption.

He didn't expect that a Su Zhihuan would let him and Tiara suffer this.

Weng Tingjun really didn't know how to face Park So-yeon.

He must admit that he is a well-deserved disaster star, and he has been bringing disasters to them since he intersected with them.

"Don't worry, if you don't succeed this time, you won't be harmed."

Weng Tingjun secretly decided, and then drove to Park So-yeon's apartment with fatigue, and greeted the bodyguards hidden in the secret, asking them to step back, and received the order of the two groups of bodyguards. Nodding his head and doing so.

Climbing the stairs and ringing the doorbell, Weng Tingjun was a little shaky, and he was already injured. Now that he has been sleepless all night, how can he, an ordinary person's physique, withstand it......

A white cartoon shirt, blue ripped jeans, slippers on his feet, and an apron draped over his body. With a slight powder on his face, a pretty face with a faint smile, he didn't see anything unusual, this was the first time Weng Tingjun saw Park Suyan's appearance.

"You sit on the couch and wait for me for a while, and there's a dish."

Dine?

Did he come all the way to ask me to come, just to eat?

Weng Tingjun nodded silently, then sat on the sofa, looking at the rich food on the table, he did not have any appetite or appetite.

At this moment, his eyelids were a little heavy, and before he knew it, he was leaning back on the sofa and falling asleep.

Park So-yeon unbuttoned her apron. Walking to the living room with a plate of Shanghai green, she was slightly stunned when she saw Weng Tingjun who was asleep, and then pursed her lips and shook her head.

Cautiously and lightly came to Weng Tingjun, looking at his appearance still frowning in his sleep, Park Suyan felt a little distressed in her heart......

Taking a blanket from the other side of the sofa and covering it over Weng Tingjun's body, Park So-yeon got up and wrapped the food on the table.

……

……

Finally made this decision.

I don't care what others say.

As long as you're just as sure.

I would like to go with you to the ends of the earth.

I know it's not easy.

My mind has been reviewing to convince myself.

I'm most afraid that you will suddenly say that you want to give up.

Love really takes courage.

Come face to the gossip.

As long as you look at it for sure.

My love has meaning.

We all need courage.

To believe that we will be together.

……

Weng Tingjun woke up, to be precise, awakened by a burst of pleasant singing.

Looking at the time, he still didn't forget where it was, and realized that it was already the next morning.

What about Park So-yeon?

Who's singing?

Weng Tingjun did not look for Park So-yeon. Stunned, he pinched the blanket covering himself and the leather shoes that had been taken off.

When he came to the bathroom and cleaned up his personal hygiene, Weng Tingjun's mental state was much better.

"You're awake."

"Sorry, I fell asleep here."

"You'll be embarrassed." Park Suyan shook her head and laughed teasingly: "You Weng Tingjun have two universes so thick. I'm going to be embarrassed. ”

Park Suyan's way of dialogue made Weng Tingjun have more eyes.

"If you have something to say, you might as well say it."

"Su Zhihuan was killed."

Park Suyan held a glass of warm water and looked at the faint morning light outside the window, as if to say something insignificant.

"Nope."

"It's because of protecting me that I chose to go to prison."

"It's not."

"It's because of me, that's why you can't take revenge if you're bullied by S*M, right?"

"You're thinking too much."

Weng Tingjun found. His answer was simply redundant, Park Su-yeon didn't look at him at all, listening to his answer, she just asked one question after another.

"Su Yan, don't think about it too much, one person's sacrifice can't save the team, Our Lady doesn't exist in reality, believe me, this song will be your miracle-"

Park So-yeon shook her head, Gangnam Style is carefully marketed by all of Korea, under the premise of their current situation, will Koreans push them? Impossible......

Isn't the little apple, which Weng Tingjun has high hopes for, a failure?

When the Song of Cutie learned that it was produced by Tiara, didn't the enthusiasm of Koreans decrease?

"You think too much, do you think I brought you here to sacrifice myself to fulfill everyone? I'm not that valuable, and I think you'd dare......"

Weng Tingjun was a little caught off guard.

"I'll pour you a glass of water." After pouring the water, Pu Suyan's face was a little red and strange, but Weng Tingjun didn't notice it.

"It's a nice place to live, huh? Staying here for a few days, listening to Chinese songs, reading a little bit of pretentious writing about life, frankly this kind of day is very pleasant, oh, yes...... Listen to the song. ”

Today, Park Suyan changed her outfit, not a fresh dress with a t-shirt and jeans, but a black and white dress, a pair of black silk on her feet, and her back to Weng Tingjun when she opened the notebook.

Weng Tingjun swallowed his saliva, his cheeks were slightly hot, and he hurriedly drank water to hide his embarrassment.

……

"If my strength is willful."

"I'm going to hurt you accidentally."

"Can you remind me gently?"

"I'm too anxious to miss you."

"Love really takes courage."

"Come face to the gossip."

"As long as you look at it for sure."

"My love has meaning."

"We all need courage."

"To believe that we will be together."

……

"After learning Chinese, I found that I had no resistance to Chinese songs."

"Oh...... Is it? "Liang Jingru's predecessors' singing voices can indeed sing to people's hearts.

Wait a minute.

Weng Tingjun's face changed, and he found that his body began to heat up again in an unhealthy state, and even agitated.

"Park So-yeon, you have #drugged?"

Pu Suyan's heart is like stopping water.

just cut off the audio and sang: "Finally made this decision, I don't care what others say." ”

"Love really needs courage to face gossip." (To be continued.) )