Park Sunyoung covered her mouth, and there was an indescribable feeling flowing quietly in her heart.

It's not a love song, it's not some exciting dance music. Just, just like that, gentle, sunny and fresh to a tune.

The melody is so beautiful, the lyrics are so apt, and even the feelings are just right. The notes beat with the sound and touch the heart. Even the air is filled with a pleasant atmosphere.

So handsome, Park Sun-young folded her hands and looked at Oh Jae-young, who put down the microphone, waiting for the next paragraph, leaving silence.

Although she just said that she didn't want Wu Jaerong to be serious, she still thinks that Wu Zairong, who sings seriously and performs with desire, is the most attractive.

Without the momentum of swallowing everything, without the melancholy of reminiscing about the past, without the sadness of being hurt hard, this song is so beautiful, and it is different from all the songs that Wu Jaeyoung has sung.

There was an atmosphere in the room, a very peculiar atmosphere. One person's stage, one person's audience. One sings, one intoxicates.

"Uh-huh~~~~~~~~~~" Wu Jaeyoung lengthened his nasal voice, and the song gradually entered the climax.

"Excuse me, do you need to renew it?" The waiter interrupted all the atmosphere at an inopportune time.

"That," Wu Jae-young, who was interrupted, was embarrassed, "can't you ...... "Wait a while and come in?" The next words were swallowed by him, "Okay, two more hours." ”

"Hahahahaha." Although she covered her mouth, Park Sun-young's trembling shoulders completely betrayed her.

When the waiter went out, Oh Jae-young picked up the microphone again, but looked at Park Sun-young, who was still snickering. It's completely out of the air. What to do?

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On the streets of Myeongdong, Oh Jae-young and Park Sun-young walked side by side, wearing the same skull mask and the same black super sunglasses, which were just picked by Park Sun-young. Except for not holding hands, from any angle, both look like a couple.

"Oba, what's the name of that song just now?" Although the atmosphere was broken by the waiter, it was only half sung, but that song left a deep impression on Park Sun-young.

It's definitely not an old track, it should be a new song written by Rong Oba himself and has not yet been released.

"Name," Wu Zairong thought for a moment, but a pleasant voice still came out through the mask, "I haven't picked it yet." ”

"Really?" It's a bit unusual that a song with such a high degree of completion doesn't have a name yet.

"Hmm. You'll find out later. ”

"Is it a song from Oba's next album?" Park Sun-young then asked, being able to share this kind of secret means that the relationship is already very close, doesn't it?

"No," Wu Jae-young continued, "it shouldn't be on the next album." ”

Park Sunyoung nodded, is it still because of positioning and style issues? I didn't ask any further.

The shops in Myeongdong all look pretty good, except for the fashion that young people prefer. Sometimes walking and walking, even Wu Zairong will see some exciting goods, although he is also a young man, but it seems that the focus is different. The Transformer-style helmet is actually a voice changer, and the seemingly inconspicuous but small ornaments with various functions are the objects of his curiosity.

I originally came here to buy gifts for Park Sun-young, but as a result, Oh Jae-young wanted to buy more things for himself.

"Oba, let's go in and have a look." Park Sun-young walked past a clothing store and said to Oh Jae-young.

"Okay." Wu Jaerong simply agreed.

A store with a lot of personality, as soon as I entered, Oh Jae-young and Park Sun-young both sighed. Don't get me wrong, there is only the clothes that Park Sunyoung sighs, and Oh Jae-young sighs only the way the clothes are placed in the store.

Although he doesn't know anything about fashion, for Oh Jae-young, if he is in the company, he only needs to follow the arrangement of makeup artist Lin Youxi, and here, he just needs to follow Park Sun-young.

"Oba, what do you think of this dress?" Park Sun-young chose for a long time, and finally took a set from the hanger, a set of men's clothes.

So you were picking it for yourself? No, I can't put my clothes at home. From the clothes for singing, to the clothes for sponsorship, to the tools for coping with the usual cross-dressing, the costume room is not full, but he can't wear it anymore.

"Oba, will you give it a try?"

The waiter, who had not seen his figure just now, didn't know where he came out of magic, "This dress really suits this gentleman, Miss, you have a good eye?" "What does it matter with weird decorations, sunglasses, masks, whatever quirks the couple has, as long as it can boost their sales, it's a good thing.

Since it was all Park Sun-young's thoughts, Oh Jae-young was embarrassed to refuse, "I'll go to the locker room to change clothes first, and then you can go shopping outside." ”

Speaking of shopping, isn't it common for boys to wait outside for girls to change clothes? How did you get to yourself and turn around? Wu Jaerong complained while changing clothes.

Wu Zairong opened the door, stomped his feet, stepped on his shoes a little firmer, and walked out. Spread out your hands and show that you have finished changing.

It can only be said that because of fitness and height, Wu Zairong is completely a standard hanger. The clothes that were originally designed were very good, and they looked even more handsome when they were worn on Wu Zairong. A casual stop is a pictorial-level enjoyment, and there is no problem at all to be a competent model.

Some slim designs make Wu Zairong's muscle lines very obvious. Although there are few colors, they will not be single. The small design of the collar and shoulders makes Wu Zairong look a little bad that he usually does not reveal while being cold.

"That's handsome." The waiter couldn't help but sigh. Although you can't see the face, it's already equipped by a top beautiful man, isn't it? Unless the whole face is a birthmark, otherwise, it must be a handsome guy.

Park Sun-young walked around Oh Jae-young twice, showing a bright smile, and seemed to be very satisfied with his eyes, "Oba, what do you think of yourself?" ”

"Good." Although it is a little tight, if you ask Wu Zairong about clothing, he can only answer this kind of answer.

After wrapping up the dress, Oh Jae-young grabbed Park Sun-young, who was still hanging around in the men's clothing area, "Sun-young, you have to pick it for yourself, it's your birthday, I'm buying you a gift." If I want to buy these, I can buy them myself whenever I want. ”

Is it? Park Sun-young gave Oh Jae-young a big question with his eyes, just with Oba's bad fashion sense?

Wu Zairong was also speechless, why did he know his own death, he didn't need to say it, everyone knew his shortcomings. Is it too obvious? "Shanying, you also know that I have no sense of fashion at all, otherwise I will help you choose it myself."

Let's take a look at the items I have bought now. Sunglasses, two, are now worn on the face; hats, two, the same treatment; Transformers' voice changers, three. One is his own, one is Park Sun-young's, and the other is what Oh Jae-young is going to bring to Choi Seung-hyun; A couple of trinkets that look good to use, all in two copies.

What is this?

"Araso, Oba." Listening to Oh Jae-young's persuasion, Park Sun-young finally left the men's wear area.

Sitting on the chair, Oh Jae-young quietly waited for Park Sun-young to come out. Just after choosing from the east and west, Park Sun-young finally chose a few skirts and a pair of jeans. Tapping his hand lightly on the couch, he was now using it as a song to pass the time.

The door of the locker room was opened, and Park Sun-young walked out of it with some unconfidence, and her hair was pulled behind by Park Sun-young.

She didn't hear what the waiter said, it didn't matter. The key is Oh Jae-young's comment.

"It's beautiful." Handsome. Speaking of beauty, in fact, Oh Jae-young wants to use this word to describe Park Sun-young. It's not about Park Sun-young being neutral or anything, it's about that feeling.

Park Sun-young lowered her head, and although she was wearing a mask and couldn't see her face, her reddish ears betrayed her. Wu Zairong didn't say how the dress was just now, but praised her directly.

"Then this one." Park Sun-young said to the waiter.

"Wait a minute." Wu Zairong gestured to the waiter, "Wrap this up first." Shanying, don't worry, you can try a few more. ”

But Oba, "Is that really good?"

"It's okay."

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The gift was bought, not those costumes, but a laptop. Only in this regard, Wu Zairong is still relatively good at it, and he personally selected it.

"Oba, let's go to the Han River."

“？” Are you back in Yeouido? Taking out his mobile phone, Wu Zairong looked at the time.

"It's quite late," the time has passed seven o'clock, "Is it really good to be so late outside for your birthday, and not worthy of a family meal?" ”

"It's been celebrated at home this morning," Park Sun-young took off her mask, after all, she is not an artist, and she doesn't have that deep skill in wearing masks, "I have already agreed with my mother that I will play outside with my friends today and go back in the evening, so I don't have to wait for myself to have dinner." ”

"What about you, Oba? Won't the agent say if you go back so late? ”

"No, don't you see he didn't call?" Thinking that the mobile phone that had turned on the airplane mode, Wu Zairong apologized silently in his heart. Brother Cheng Hao, I'm really sorry.

"Then next," Park Sun-young pointed ahead, "night view of the Han River, let's go." ”

Even though I'm a road idiot, I also know that you seem to be pointing in the wrong direction, Park Sun-young. Wu Zairong smiled, "Let's go." ”

PS (Today the second more I don't know if there is a state.) Wait a minute, the internet will be disconnected. ）

Thank you for waiting, nine Ernies.