"Buzz"

The mobile phone on the coffee table kept vibrating, Luo Hao, who was lying on the sofa watching TV, reached out and grabbed the mobile phone, took it to his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar number, and connected before hanging up: "Hey"

"Ah, the voice hasn't changed, Han Tae-joon."

This tone, it seems that the person who is talking to him now is a very familiar person, how can a familiar person Han Taejun not have contact information, there are many liars on the phone, Han Taejun subconsciously regarded this person who seemed to be familiar with him and himself as a liar.

"Next, shouldn't you say that you have encountered something recently, you want to borrow some money, and you will pay it back as soon as you come back, preferably as an elementary school classmate, a middle school classmate, a high school classmate, a college classmate, etc., and I still have to have an impression of the name."

Silence of the Mystery

The person on the other end of the phone was suddenly a little stunned when he heard Han Taejun say this, and only after half a ring did a voice come out: "This kind of joke is not funny at all, but your cold arrogance is still the same as before." ”

Half-sitting up, Han Taejun asked, "Who are you?" ”

I have to ask, I can still talk when I say this, and say that it's the same as before, maybe it's someone who really knows me very well, after all, Han Taejun doesn't know what happened before college.

"You, ah, no matter how you are a representative of a large company, you can't do this, you can't remember my voice?"

If you know a few names, Han Tae-joon can guess it, but I don't know, I used my brain and said, "If you are Song Hye Kyo, then I must remember." ”

"Oh, what's this unfunny humor, okay, I know how busy your noble person is, I, Bian Mingxun."

Myungxun's name is very ordinary, but the surname Bian is not very common, and it just so happens that Han Taejun knows a person with the surname Bian, his friend and classmate, that is, the son of the aunt of the fried rice cake shop, Bian Myungxun, who is also talented in architecture and went to work abroad.

"Stinky Boy"

In order to show intimacy. Han Taejun deliberately said this after knowing who the other party was.

Unexpectedly, the effect was beyond my expectations: "What? What did you call me just now? Stinky boy? Are you really Taejoon? ”

is suspected, it seems that the relationship between Bian Myung-hoon and Han Tae-jun was not so close before, at least they still maintained basic etiquette between each other, and this relationship is quite embarrassing and ambiguous.

"How did you get my phone number?"

"Hi. Isn't it your phone, if there is any difficulty, I just looked for it for most of the day, and finally Hui Li sued me. ”

"Hyeri?"

"By the way, what the hell are you doing. Whaley says that when you see you, you don't know her at all. ”

Han Tae-joon really wants to know who Hye-ri is, Bian Myung-hoon hasn't finished speaking, and mutters to himself: "Isn't it because I'm worried that your girlfriend will be jealous, ah, Han Tae-joon, you are also awesome, and you are actually in a relationship with Yoon-a of Girls' Generation." ”

After a few small talks, Han Taejun finally knew who Hye-ri was, and he turned out to be an employee of ZK, but more importantly, he was a high school classmate. At that time, he also pursued Han Tae-jun but was ignored by Gorgeous, Bian Myung-hoon said that Hye-ri is very beautiful now, to be honest, ZK's female staff is much more beautiful, and Han Tae-joon didn't know that it was his high school classmate Kim Hye-ri.

"Aren't you abroad?"

After asking, Bian Mingxun smiled and said, "You don't remember?" We agreed before we graduated. ”

"What?"

"Forget it, I'm more tired of going around the bend with you, and I said at that time that I would have a class reunion today in 5 years, a high school class reunion."

"Today?"

"What? Do you have something to do this weekend? ”

"No, you're in South Korea now? In Seoul? ”

"Yes. At the Yeouido apartment, I am sitting on the seesaw where the two of us have shared memories and talk to you. ”

There is enough flesh and numbness, Han Taejun doesn't want to continue nagging with Bian Myungxun, and he must participate in it. Bian Myung-hoon said that if Han Tae-jun didn't go, he would look down on his classmates, this is not the reason to be a human being, and after knowing the location of the night, Han Tae-jun quickly ended the call.

In the past, under normal circumstances, the first round of the party was to eat, and the second round was to sing. The three rounds are for supper, which is also done in Seoul, but Cheongdam High School is different, and the first round is scheduled for 9 p.m. at S Bar in Itaewon.

There's a reason why I don't eat food, even though it's a weekend, but everyone is busy for work, and the time to eat can't be lifted together.

evening

Yuna came back from the company and had dinner at home, knowing that Han Taejun was going to attend the class reunion at night, and she was looking forward to it, I don't know why Yuna was looking forward to it more than herself, recalling her friends in middle school, Yuna said that there would be no chance to meet after work, everyone should be in college, and she was very envious when she said it

"You're going to college, too."

"I want to, too, but I don't have time."

"The time is reasonable, the workload is reduced a little, I told Li Glasses."

"oppa, they all said don't call Li Xiuman teacher Li glasses."

Park Shuying, who came over with fruit, smiled and looked at the two people who were fighting: "Just after eating, what are you messing about, eat some fruit." ”

"Mom, it's not me, it's her"

"Auntie, OPPA always calls our company's teacher Li Xiuman Li glasses,"

"Really?" Park Sook-young turned her head to look at Han Tae-joon and asked.

Looking at the time, Han Taejun got up and said, "Mom, I have a class reunion in the evening, and I'm leaving." ”

"This kid"

Han Tae-joon really got up and left, Yoona sat on the sofa, Park Sook-young sat down and took Yoona's hand and asked, "Are you busy tomorrow?" ”

"It's not very busy, is it?"

"Then accompany me to a place tomorrow."

"Okay"

Han Tae-joon didn't know where Park Sook-young was going to take Yoon-a, and after eating fruit for a while, Yoon Jae-do came to pick up Yoon-a, and the two agreed to meet at home at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning.

The other side

In front of the Itaewon tunnel, Han Taejun, who was stuck in traffic, received a call from Bian Myung-hoon, everyone was here, where was he, and he looked at the time It was only 8:35, and they all arrived half an hour early? It's not so exaggerated, Han Tae-joon said that he was about to arrive at Bian Myung-hoon, but he didn't believe it, and finally Han Tae-joon took a photo of the traffic jam and sent it over to dispel Bian Myung-hoon's doubts.

"Welcome"

There were two waiters standing at the door to welcome Han Tae-joon, and when he got down the stairs, the music flowed slowly, not the heavy bass of Dong Dong, but the natural sound of playing the guitar and singing, and who the singer was made Han Tae-joon a little curious.

Came to the bar hall and looked around, more than a dozen people gathered in front of the bar on the left were waving at him, to be honest, he didn't know any of them, Han Taejun didn't wave his hand, he was worried that he would be wrong, but fortunately a man walked towards him and said, "Taejun, here." "The voice is very familiar, it is Bian Mingxun. (To be continued.) )