In the morning, Kim Do-joon finally dragged Taeyeon Piggyon out of bed, he was so sleepy that he didn't even react to the spring on his chest, until Kim Do-joon looked at Taeyeon directly, then he blushed and ran to the bathroom with a blanket.

After taking a shower and eating breakfast, the two of them walked downstairs from home refreshed to start a busy day.

Because there was no singing show today, Kim Do-joon didn't go to Lee Hyo-ri's, and got into the nanny car directly, came to the company, and prepared to clean up the last tail, but before coming to the company, he still had some things to do, and he had to meet them today.

As soon as he got into the car, Kim so Young turned his head and asked with a smile.

"How's it going, are you reconciled? Looking at the expressions of you and Taeyeon, it should be about the same! ”

The two walked out of the community with umbrellas, and Kim Do-joon put his arm around Taeyeon's shoulders and walked together intimately, laughing from time to time.

Although others couldn't see it clearly and thought it was a young couple, Kim so Young could recognize who those two people were as long as he glanced at them.

Both nanny cars were parked at the door, and when they were about to part, Taeyeon took the initiative to stand on tiptoe and kiss Kim Do-joon's face, and then got into the nanny car with a smile on his face.

It wasn't until he waved his hand and drove away from the community that Kim Do-jun whistled, waved an umbrella, and danced a short dance in the water, so that his trouser legs were soaked, and then he got into the car satisfied.

Kim Do-joon grinned, smiled slightly, and picked up the towel from the back seat. When I was playing in the water just now. The rain drenched his hair. After a brief wipe, he responded.

"It's been reconciled, just like the rain outside, when the rain is over, it's natural to let it clear!"

People are like this, the mood is good or bad, sometimes it doesn't change with the change of the weather, just like Kim Do-joon doesn't like rainy weather very much. But as long as the mood is good, the weather is the same, and I can't wait to sing a song in the rain, then it will be more refreshing.

"That's good, Daojun, your coffee was bought for you in advance!"

Kim so-young took the iced coffee he had just bought from the co-pilot's seat and handed it to Kim Do-joon, which was both his careful side. It is also one of the reasons why it is reused by Kim Do-joon, compared to Han Sung-ho. He did it more properly and understood what Kim Do-joon's mind was.

"Thank you, Brother So Yong, let's go, let's go to the company! Gotta do it today! ”

Kim Do-joon stretched out his arms, twisted his neck back and forth, relaxed a little, and then held his coffee, drank a few times, and then drove towards his destination.

I don't know why, Kim Do-joon has been receiving text messages from strangers recently, which are nothing more than some.

"Oppa, I like you, I'm your fan!"

Otherwise, it is some text messages that can cooperate, and take the initiative to invite Kim Do-jun to sing.

Receiving text messages from others for no reason, Kim Do-jun felt a little strange, why can they know their number, logically speaking, unless they are close to them or familiar friends, they will have their own number, is it leaked?

Such a thing often happens in the Korean entertainment industry, either the artist's email password and mobile phone number are exposed, or the artist's ID card is secretly circulated through the grapevine, which eventually causes an uproar on the Internet.

Such a thing is not uncommon, so Kim Do-joon also has to be careful.

Therefore, as long as you don't know any of these text messages, you won't reply to any of them, delete them all, and pull them into the blacklist.

"Do-joon, where are you going now? Going straight to the company? ”

"No, accompany me to a place first, I'll give you the address, you can watch it yourself!"

Kim Dojun took out the envelope handed to him by Han Sung-mi yesterday from his pocket, briefly looked at the address, and then spoke.

Kim so young heard that this place is not very far from home, and it should be very fast if you don't need to get to it in 20 minutes.

Holding the letter tightly in his hand, he took it out again and read it carefully, and then he thought about it.

It didn't say anything important, but told him that they were alumni of Yale University, and they wanted to meet Kim Do-joon, there was no malice, just a casual chat, to enhance the relationship between alumni, and gave Kim Do-jun a key, if he came, he could use this key to enter.

But it's obvious that if you don't come, it's beyond your control, and there are some strange numbers listed in it.

If outsiders look at it, it may not be very clear, but for Kim Do-jun, it is a fatal existence, he even knows Kim Do-jun's stock number in Google and the registration certificate of the New York Port Authority building in the United States, not to mention the distribution of Kim Do-jun's other industries.

In their eyes, it seems that Kim Do-jun has no secrets at all, just like a transparent person, at a glance, it is clear and thorough.

Kim Do-jun scratched the back of his head, saying that what to enhance the relationship between alumni is tantamount to, he has never been in contact with him, and he doesn't know him, how can he have feelings.

Besides, Yale University is different from the local universities in South Korea, there is no strong teacher-student relationship, there is no such strict relationship between seniors and seniors, and it is inclusive and liberal, how can it be possible to establish a strong emotional color, isn't this deliberately digging a hole for Kim Do-joon and letting him jump in?

Kim Do-jun rubbed the key in his hand, thinking about what to do, and the other party obviously came prepared, and it was straight to himself.

In addition, he is a foreigner, and the form is quite unfavorable to himself.

Because I don't know why they came to find me, I was very hesitant in my heart.

But it shouldn't be a particularly bad thing for himself, if that's the case, it's a big deal to directly announce Kim Do-joon's identity, even if it is made public, Kim Do-joon won't find it difficult, but the world's attention has to be attracted to himself, and it takes a long time, a lot of effort, to explain to his family, to his parents, and Taeyeon, Brother Gary, Brother Ji, and them.

The exposure of his identity means that Kim Do-jun's actions in the future will not be so free, and he will definitely be subject to many constraints.

No one knows now, so Kim Do-joon's trip doesn't have much impact, and even if he and Taeyeon sit in the square of Gwanghwamun, they won't be discovered.

But once the media around the world comes to publicize and report on himself, and the front page headlines of the news network are his own photos, when the time comes, even if he doesn't want to, he doesn't want to, it's just a duck on the shelf, there is no way.

The nanny car was parked outside a house, Kim Do-jun got out of the car and took a look, there were quite ordinary residential houses around, nothing new, they were all the same, not very new, and they would not attract the attention of others, so it was a very hidden place.

Kim Do-jun stepped forward and looked at the house number, and sure enough, it was the number 322.

"This should be it!"

Kim Do-joon muttered to himself, turned around, gave a brief order to Kim so-young, and asked him to wait for him outside, then took out the key from his pocket, inserted it into the lock, and with a slight turn, the door opened.

When I pushed the door in, I could still hear the creaking sound of the door panel, and it looked like the house was some years old, otherwise it wouldn't have made such a sound.

Walking in, it was pitch black inside, Kim Dojun took out his mobile phone, waved it casually, and took a careful photo of the front, and found that there was no problem.

Only then did I walk in step by step.

The whole house is full of quite old flavor, all of which are decorated in the style of the last century, and if you guess correctly, it should have been done on purpose, in order to retain some sense of historical presence.

Old wooden floors, brown leather sofas, fireplaces, rocking chairs, etc., if it is an ordinary person, it is unlikely to choose such a decoration style, not like a living person, but a bit like making a horror movie.

Kim Do-jun stepped lightly on the floor, for fear of making too loud noises, but according to Sister Cheng Mei's description, weren't there foreigners coming? How not here.

Kim Do-joon felt more and more strange as he walked, and when he stood in the living room, he realized that the walls around him were all covered with oil paintings, which from a distance seemed to be portraits of some people.

When I walked around, I saw that there were still some old newspapers, which had been molded up, and they looked very exquisitely made.

Almost all of them are major historical events in the United States, such as the development of the atomic bomb, Time and Newsweek, the Bay of Pigs incident, the assassination of US President John F. Kennedy, the Watergate scandal, and US foreign policy.

After a while, I found that the light above my head suddenly turned on, and when I turned around, I saw that two men in black robes were standing opposite Kim Do-joon.

I couldn't see the appearance clearly, and I was all wrapped in it, and it wasn't until Kim Do-joon turned around completely that he lifted the hat on his head, clapped his hands, and said with a smile.

"It's nice to meet you Jason, no, it should be Kim Do-joon, I don't know if what I'm talking about is standard?"

The man in the lead, looking Kim Do-jun up and down, is exactly the same as the person in the photo, and there should be no mistake.

Kim Do-jun also glanced at them, only to find that the height of the two people was very tall, far exceeding himself, although 1.8 meters was not short, but with them, Kim Do-jun was half a head shorter, all of them exceeded 1.9 meters.

The black robe of the whole body was shrouded inside, and the belt was simply tied with a white ribbon at the hem, and it was not until they opened their mouths to speak that Kim Do-jun reacted.

I took a step back, and I was a little frightened by the image of the two people, I had never been in contact with such a person, and it was difficult to accept it for a while.

After a while, he replied.

"Hello, I'm Jason, what are you looking for me?"

Listening to their somewhat lame Korean, Kim Do-jun was still used to talking in English, and as soon as the words fell, the two of them stretched out their right hands one after another.

Only then did Kim Do-jun realize that both of them were wearing huge skull rings on their hands.

At this time, Kim Do-joon's mind flashed, and he remembered a legend about skeletons during his four years at Yale. (To be continued......)