The sky in London always looks gray, which makes Park Ji-sub always subconsciously think of a novel, a book that is widely known in the world, and even many TV, movies, and people will take out a sentence to complain about, that is, 'You think you are Sherlock Holmes!' ’。

One of the descriptions of London is that the sky is always covered with a layer of fog, and according to the literature, in the early sixties of the twentieth century! Because of the large amount of coal burned, and the number of factories, London is indeed shrouded in foggy skies. It was not until the serious pollution and the death of people that the British ruling class realized the seriousness of the matter, and it took nearly half a century of governance to get better.

At night, Park Ji-sub sat on the balcony and looked at the bustling crowd downstairs! With a pencil in his hand, he was sketching on the score. The air is full of humidity, and even at night, you can feel the oppression from the sky.

"How long are you going to sit?" Li Zhixian walked out of the house with a cup of milk tea and sniffed his nose! Colder air is a sign of heavy rain to come.

"It's almost there, it's a little close." Park Ji-sub looked up at the horizon, as if he remembered something, and the speed of writing became faster.

Li Zhixian pursed his lips, sipped the milk tea in the cup, and licked his tongue! Leaned over to Park Ji-sub's face. Only then did I find out that Xiaozheng Taiyuan was writing music scores, although she was not in the music department, she would study it in her spare time.

"Piano music?" Li Zhixian asked curiously.

"Well, isn't that trying to get into your bed?" Park Ji-sub replied solemnly.

"Ah, can't you be serious!" Lee Ji-hyun choked and slapped Park Ji-sub on the head.

Park Ji-sub rubbed the back of his head, turned his head to look at Lee Ji-hyun, and then continued to write the score.

"Looks like you're trying to get a place?" Lee Ji-hyun raised her eyebrows, so she didn't believe Park Ji-sub's nonsense.

Maybe usually, Xiao Zhengtai behaves very obscenely, and he likes to make up for girls very much. But as long as you are careful, you can find that this guy is highly principled to death. Otherwise, even Park Ji-yeon bullied him like that, and he didn't see any resistance. It's nice to say, Park Ji-sub is very self-disciplined, and it's not good to say! This guy is just brainless.

"Don't try to figure out other people's hearts, it's easy to lose." Park Ji-sub naturally took the milk tea in Lee Ji-hyun's hand, took a sip and said leisurely: "Also, it's about to rain, should you go and close the window." ”

"Cut, I know calculating people all day long, and I look down on a man like you the most." Lee Ji-hyun glanced at Park Ji-sub with disdain, turned his head and walked to his room.

Park Ji-sub wasn't annoyed, he just smiled honestly and closed the score in his hand! Put it carefully in your bag. He came to England for two purposes, one was to find an excuse for himself to write European-American style novels, and the other was to brush himself up.

I thought I needed to sign up for the piano competition, but because of the school teacher, it was put on the itinerary in advance! And what surprised Park Ji-sub the most was that Lee Ji-hyun would take the initiative to send it to her to take advantage of her...... Could it be that this chick has evolved his pet status to that of a younger brother?

The rain came on time, and Park Ji-sub had just packed up his things and put them in the house, and the raindrops fell sparsely. The living environment in London is good, as an international metropolis, the transportation is convenient, the food is abundant enough, there is no phenomenon of adaptation to the water and soil, even if you live on the third floor, you will feel damp, and ...... The high level of consumption made Park Ji-sub speechless.

The next day, Park Ji-sub, who was wearing a gray sweatshirt and jeans underneath and looked like he had returned to the life of an otaku in his previous life, woke up the dazed Lee Ji-hyun and started to make breakfast according to his custom. Toast bread, fried egg with a sausage, then a glass of pure milk, fried egg and nutritious.

"Can't you just change your breakfast?" Li Zhixian complained with a bitter face.

"Then you can do it yourself!"

Instantly, Lee Ji-hyun stopped talking, she puffed out her face and glared at Park Ji-sub, and then she had to poke the eggs on the plate as if she was venting before stuffing them into her mouth piece by piece. The relationship between the two has evolved from class enemies to friends, although Park Ji-sub doesn't think so, if he has the chance, he will get this woman to bed.

At noon, Park Ji-sub, who had studied all morning, did not go to lunch, but came to the music classroom alone and began to practice the piano after applying! Lee Ji-hyun sat not far away, his hands on his head, and his eyes were curious waiting for Park Ji-sub's debut.

Park Ji-sub sat in front of the piano, took a deep breath, put his slender hands on the keys, and pressed it lightly!

'The Mark of the Rain' is a work by Korean pianist Lee Yeum-min, but Park Ji-sub steals it very openly and takes it as his own entry.

Different from the style of innovative piano music such as 'MYSOUL', the imprint of rain is more subtle and more connotative. The light and slow tune slowly spread in the music classroom, and Lee Ji-hyun's beautiful eyes flashed with a little bit of longing, looking at Park Ji-sub's back in a daze.

The whispers are silent, and this song seems to inherit this, and on a drizzly day, I met you! It's just that they are going to part. Peaceful and gentle feelings, like a drizzle, fall into the world and disappear. There is no vigorous love, only a trace of memories of the past attachment that disappeared in the long river.

'Bang Bang! ’

At the end of the song, Lee Ji-hyun smiled and clapped his palms and looked at Park Ji-sub inexplicably.

"Let's go, let's have lunch." Park Ji-sub silently put away the score, got up and said lightly.

Memory is a very annoying thing, because with memory, a person will appear complete! But also because of the memory, those sorrows are always unforgettable.

"You look like you're going to cry, little brat." Lee Ji-hyun trotted to Park Ji-sub's side, patted Park Ji-sub, who was already high in his nose, and said playfully.

"Slave, shouldn't you comfort me?" Park Ji-sub rubbed his eyes, turned his head and said seriously.

Lee Ji-hyun was stunned, then hesitated for a while, and pressed Park Ji-sub's shoulders with both hands......

It's soft, that's the first thought in Park Ji-sub's heart. Then a sweet taste spreads in your mouth, like eating a marshmallow. It's just that this comfortable feeling will leave him after a while.

"Don't be sad, little brat!" Lee Ji-hyun pinched Park Ji-sub's face and walked out of the music classroom with a smile.

Park Ji-sub touched his lips and had mixed feelings in his heart. Does the owner have feelings for the pet? Such a ridiculous thought suddenly appeared in his heart.