"Young man, I'm leaving, are you still waiting?" The old man asked kindly.

"Yes." Jiang Zhichan nodded.

"Didn't say when you were coming? It's almost three o'clock. ”

"There's a delay." Jiang Zhican said.

The old man was silent, nodded and left.

At some point, the sun was blocked by heavy clouds, and only a gloomy halo peeked through the clouds. There are still people coming and going, laughter and laughter, and people have smiles on their faces, which complement the exaggerated smile of the big V. Jiang Zhican stood silently, his eyes behind the mask looking at the arched bridge-shaped entrance directly in front of him, faithfully recording the change of the flow of people from bustling to deserted.

A beautiful sunhat appeared at the other end of the arched bridge, and a girl stood at the top and looked left and right, her bright eyes were full of anxiety, and finally her eyes fell on Jiang Zhican, who was wearing a mask, and walked towards him.

"You know that you won't leave if no one comes." The girl looked at him and said with distress and anger.

He was silent, looking at the girl, his eyes behind the mask looking behind her, returning to Cen after the initial fluctuations.

"Don't you want to go? It's unlikely that Taeyeononi will come! The girl stretched out her hand to take him by the hand, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she wanted to take him away.

"Nuna." He shouted, stubbornness in his eyes.

"Really, if you want to apologize, it's okay next time, there's no need to toss yourself like this!" Xu Xian was angry, looking at Jiang Zhican behind the mask, his heart was inexplicable and magnificent, and finally he reluctantly let go of his hand, sat on the stone steps on the side, and waited with Jiang Zhican.

The two of them stopped talking, and each was silent.

Suddenly there was a velvety snow in the sky, very small, really small, so small that even the snowflakes loomed, and they couldn't be connected.

It may be the last snow of the next winter, ridiculous, but precious, and it falls quietly in the amusement park that is getting deserted before the night arrives. The temperature dropped slightly, and a slight biting wind blew, caressing the grass in the grass in the distance, and also brushing Xu Xian's long hair sitting on the stone steps.

She put her hands together and put them to her mouth to breathe softly, and the pale blue dress didn't even put on a thicker coat. The calves in high heels are lightly stamped from time to time, and the thin stockings do not bring much warmth.

Jiang Zhican looked down at her, and after a moment, stretched out his hand.

"Nuna, let's go back."

"Huh?"

"Let's go."

Jiang Zhican stretched out his hand to pick up Xu Xian, hugged her shoulder, and walked across the arched bridge under this gray sky, gradually disappearing.

"Taeyeon, thank you so much for your hard work!"

Theone patted Kim Taeyeon on the shoulder and said happily.

"Inner, Teacher Nimi, you've worked hard too."

Kim Taeyeon bowed in response, walked out of the recording studio a little tired after saying goodbye to everyone, looked at the time, it was more than seven o'clock, and the meeting with Kang Zhichan agreed with Seo Hyun was completely ruined, right?

Kim Taeyeon thought to herself, thinking that the bad boy probably went back a long time ago, maybe he was still angry, right? After all, such a proud guy must be angry when he was released by himself!

Kim Taeyeon felt a little reluctant in her heart, but she was strangely gloating.

"Wuli Taigu, what do you want?" Someone tapped her on the left shoulder, but walked out from the right shoulder.

Kim Taeyeon looked up at the other and frowned, but the corners of her mouth smiled helplessly.

"You should have been taught a bad lesson, and the members of the team are also unhappy, right? Why do you still look naughty, really! ”

"When I saw Wuli Taigu, my mood naturally improved! As for those who curse, leave him alone! The boy giggled and said coquettishly to Kim Tae-yeon.

"Inside, Wuli Boxian is the most powerful, and he is not afraid of anything." Kim Taeyeon covered her mouth and smiled, there was nothing she could do about her current boyfriend.

"Are you free at night? I made an appointment with a few friends and had a small party at home, so it's best if you could come! ”

"Yes, yes!" Kim Taeyeon paused for a moment before speaking.

"Okay, I'll see you later! I'll send you the address. The boy waved goodbye.

In the darkness of the night, on a quieter road, two cars drove one after the other into a nearby residence.

"You actually rented such a house here, it's very expensive!"

Walking through the gate, Kim Taeyeon looked at the large courtyard and the beautiful duplex villa, and said with some surprise.

"Well, it's quite expensive, but it's worth the money, just be satisfied." Bian Baekhyun said nonchalantly, and walked towards the house with Taeyeon, "What's more, I don't rent this place alone, and I have two friends together, anyway, whoever wants to come can come, and it won't be wasted." ”

"That's good." Kim Taeyeon nodded in agreement.

At this time, there were already two people in the living room on the first floor, busy going in and out, preparing food and sound equipment.

"They are friends who rented with me, buddies who grew up together. The one wearing a plaid sweater at the higher point is called Liu Shangzhe, and the other one, called Bai Songming, likes to eat, you see, he is still stealing food! Ah, Songming, didn't you see the guests coming? ”

Byun Bae-hyun first introduced two friends to Kim Tae-yeon, and then shouted to the chubby Baek Song-myeong, looking angry, which made Kim Tae-yeon, who was following him, laugh uncontrollably.

"Oh, it's Taeyeon! Haha, I'm a fan of yours! ”

When Baek Songming looked up and saw Kim Taeyeon, he immediately shouted excitedly, his chubby body twisted, and he danced exactly the dance of mrmr, the return track of girls' generation, which looked funny and funny.

As soon as he walked into the kitchen, Liu Shangzhe, who was wearing a plaid sweater, heard the movement and immediately ran out, played the song mrmr neatly, and danced with Bai Songming. Kim Taeyeon laughed and danced a short section in cooperation.

"The two of them are like this, they like to dance and like idols, I went to be a trainee, or they instigated it! As a result, on the day of the appointment, I was the only one who went, and it was really..."

"Is that so?" Kim Taeyeon's eyes showed a glimmer of brilliance when she heard this, because she had the same experience at the beginning, and later with the encouragement of her father, she was able to continue.

"Well, Nuna, you can walk around for a while, and I'll help them prepare things together." Bian Boxian said, walking to the kitchen.

Kim Taeyeon nodded, then looked left and right, and walked upstairs curiously.

The most eye-catching thing is Bian Baek-hyun's poster photo and song album, Kim Taeyeon is no stranger to these, and even she has collected some of them herself and kept them at home.

She thought about it with Byun Baek-hyun and Kim Tae-yeon, and it seems that they have known each other since 11 years. But I didn't feel anything at that time, and after Bian Boxian's debut, she was surprised to find that she liked Bian Boxian's performance on the stage very much, and her goodwill seemed to be slowly built up at that time, especially when Bian Boxian had always chosen her as the ideal type, which made her feel more spiritual.

Because of this, the relationship between the two has been running well, and they regard each other as each other's fans. Maybe the company chose her and Bian Boxian as the exposed love object, and it also had this in mind, right? At least, when she learned the news, although she was very reluctant, Kim Taeyeon didn't feel any annoyance about the object itself, but had a slight expectation.

She has always been emotionally introverted, and she can't make more expressions outside of her good feelings. And this incident, she thinks, may be a chance to fall in love? Don't be careful...

Could it be? She thought, suddenly heard Bian Boxian's voice, faintly coming from the next room.