Leaving Zheng Xiuyan's house and walking out of the building, the rain had already become lighter, and I held up my umbrella and walked through the rain without looking back or stopping a taxi.

The scandal is almost resolved, at least it shows that it seems like this, and all I can do now is to scold those fans, and then wait for time to grind away the edges and corners of those who have lost their wolves, and wait for time to take away the infamy I have on my back.

Walking on the pavement paved with blue tiles, I was too tall, and the umbrella was unusually small, and the rain that was slanted by the wind quickly wet my trouser legs, and the ankle felt very uncomfortable, which matched my state of mind. With one hand, he took out his mobile phone and headphones from his trouser pocket with difficulty, and rummaged through the music list for a while, he hadn't listened to a song in this "poetic" environment for a long time. The volume is full, and the heavy bass penetrates the eardrums, vibrating the brain.

To you, I am a love and occasionally a thorn in pain

An uneasy conviction, and a sense of loneliness and loss

Experiencing a qiē, painful life

1 Eessang's "What I Learned From You".

Roll ginger gary's voice into the cigarette paper and take a puff to refresh your soul.

Just as I was listening to the song and walking indifferently, a bolt of lightning leaked out of the gap between the huge towering buildings in the distance. The sound of thunder soon reached my ears, and the rain that had been much lighter just now became louder again.

The cuffs of the trousers stretched upwards to the knees, and the old teal denim was instantly wet. I slowly stopped, and a phone call came in to tell me that the storm had not yet passed. To be precise, it hasn't started at all. A tropical cyclone was over my head, and the wind was starting to get strong and ferocious. Choi Jun-young, who seized the opportunity, wanted to let this rain fall into a sea and then completely drown me.

The phone is connected. Jiang Xijun's angry voice pierced the microphone of the phone: "There is a third wave of news released, it is still D Society, your relationship with Yin Eunjing has been exposed, and now the Internet has completely exploded...... "My arms drooped, my eardrums were broken, and I couldn't hear Jiang Xijun's next words clearly.

If the news that broke out before left a little room for things, then now, I am completely forced into a desperate situation.

Imagine that. Your beloved idol has fallen in love with an ordinary person carrying a camera, and his looks and talents are ordinary. What's even more exaggerated is that now the man is stepping on two boats. At this time, it doesn't matter who is the third party and who is right and who is wrong. Importantly, they need to vent their anger. And the three people related to the incident, me, Yin Enjing, and Zheng Xiujing. is the object of their catharsis.

Jiang Xijun's phone has not hung up yet, and several more calls have already come in, Zheng Xiuyan's. Zhang Bo's, only not. Yin Eunjing's.

Rip off the headset and refuse all calls. I dialed Yin Eunjing's number directly. The sound of the beep is strange and long, and each stroke caters to the rhythm of the heartbeat. The beep continued for a long time, and a cold, mechanical voice told me that no one answered. I turned around and walked to the side of the road, raised my hand and stopped a taxi.

"SBS Mokdong Headquarters." After uttering the address in a hoarse voice like a walking corpse, I put the folded umbrella in my hand at my feet, and the water droplets were dripping down, but I smelled a smell of blood inexplicably. Twenty-seven minutes later, the destination arrived. Paid, opened the door, got out of the car, and just a few steps from the hall, I didn't open my umbrella, but walked slowly and steadily.

The rain was so heavy that it hurt my skin, but I couldn't feel it at all. The cold touch crossed the eyelids, and it was difficult to open even the eyes. There was no one outside the SBS headquarters building, probably because the camera and eyes couldn't record any scandals through the heavy rain curtain at this time.

I entered the building with an employee ID card that still played a role, dripping with water, and because of the scandal, I completely became the focus of my walk in the building, and the whispering and pointing movements have not stopped since I appeared. Exhale and breathe, step by step, into the elevator, without deliberately speeding up the pace, what you should face, whether you escape fast or slow, you have to face it after all.

After pressing down on the hard-to-press floor, the elevator began to climb, only to run for a while before stopping on a different floor. The bright golden door opened, and outside the door, it was Park Ha-joon. Seeing that the down-and-out person in the elevator who was soaking wet and his head drooping down was me, Park Ha Joon reflexively took a step back.

My hands were naturally drooping, and my gaze didn't move at all because of the person outside the door. Park Ha-joon exhaled nervously, tightened his tie, coughed twice, and walked into the elevator with his waist straight. The door closed slowly, and there were only two of us in the elevator, but there was only one breathing sound, and the rapid breathing sound was Park Ha Joon's, as for me...... The walking corpse did not breathe.

The elevator suddenly became a little slow for some reason, and I slowly turned the direction with my umbrella still dripping. Startled by my sudden movements, Park Ha Joon took a step back sharply, he stretched out his hand to me, swallowed his saliva, and his Adam's apple surged. "Hey, I didn't make it up this time, I can't possibly expose Yin Enjing's identity, you know." Park Ha-joon said with a little panic.

Seeing that I was staring straight at him without saying a word, my fists clenched and loosened, released and clenched. Park Ha Joon hurriedly continued to defend himself: "Although I mentioned to D Society that you have a family death, I definitely did not tell them about Yin Eunjing's identity. "Raise your hand, clench your fist, only to hear a bang, my fist rubbing Park Ha-joon's ear, imprinted on the wall of the elevator. Park Ha-joon closed his eyes and covered his face with his hands. The door opened unfortunately, and it was still not the floor I was going to reach. Instead of withdrawing my fist, I squeezed out a word from between my teeth: "Get out." ”

Seeing that the punch didn't hit him, Park Ha-joon gave me a vicious look and ran out of the elevator. The door closed again, I took a deep breath, sweat and raindrops mixed on my forehead, and after a few moments of crawling through the elevator alone, the floor where the "Milk Nningman" film crew was located finally arrived.

Walking out slowly, stepping into the office area without pause, the employees who are busy with their work. After seeing me, he gradually stopped what he was doing. I didn't bother with them. Instead, he turned his head and looked for the figure in the crowd. Yet my gaze wandered for a long time. But the man I expected took me in. During working hours, Yoon Eun-jung is not in the office.

A tearing sensation began to come from my skull, and I began to slowly retreat as I stood still, not knowing what I was going to do now. The hands and feet were cold, oh no, from head to toe to be exact, and there was only one place where it was still hot. That was my only longing. I have the only glimmer of hope in the place where my heart lives, and I hope that this is not the end result.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in the field of vision, not Yin Enjing's, but I vaguely felt a little familiar, and the figure walked straight towards me. Just as she was passing by me, she said with a cold face: "Follow me." When I heard this, I didn't hesitate, and the muscles in my legs worked automatically. I followed with steps.

It's still that rest area, the rest area where I let Yin Enjing "rest assured" that day.

The woman, whom I thought I was somewhat familiar with, walked up to the vending machine, bought two hot cups of coffee, and threw a can at me. "Sit down." She was the first to sit down, pointing to the bench next to her, and I didn't hesitate and sat down. "You ......," I asked in a confused voice, my voice was completely broken. I came in one issue before you. Eun Jing is very close to me, and she is my sister. ”

"So, where is Eun Jing now?" I'm so eager that I can't even say honorifics. He asked. Fortunately, the one in front of her didn't care at all, but she was still frowning. With a cold face: "Eun Jing just took a leave of absence with PD for a while, do you think she can continue to work in her current state?" ”。 Ignored her rhetorical question. When I learned her answer, I got up straight away.

"Don't think about going to her, she won't see you, at least not now. I don't know how you acted as a boyfriend, caused a scandal, and finally involved Enjing. When I heard the words of my senior, I paused for a moment, and the sentence "I don't want to see me" was like a basin of cold water, pouring my whole body through.

"I just wanted to make sure she was doing." The senior sat upright in his chair and glanced at my stiff back.

"I've asked her to close ins, and the Internet has also asked her to pin it, and I'm worried now that some radical fans will do some radical behavior towards her." The worries of my predecessors are also my worries, but for such a grim situation, I have no way to control it.

Seeing that I stood indifferently and remained silent, the senior sighed: "I will take time to accompany her, you can rest assured." As for the relationship between the two of you, I don't know and can't interject, but as she told me before, I also think you two need to be quiet with each other. Sometimes, you need to step back a bit. After saying that, the senior got up and left. I stood there for a long time, unable to do anything.

As I dragged on step by step, my mind was in turmoil, and I was ready to go home.

Taking the elevator to the lobby, the rain finally lightened a little, I was about to leave with an umbrella, but I didn't want to be stopped by a voice from behind, I mechanically turned my neck to look back, it was Gu Guangyu. The junior had a worried look on his face: "Hiong, are you okay?" ”。 He asked cautiously. I didn't speak, I didn't nod.

"What's the matter?" I asked him. Gu Guangyu took a deep breath, and seemed to be deeply helpless about what he was going to say next. "Hiong, your matter, the HR department's handling decision has just come down, PD knows that you are in the club, but I can't get through to your phone, so let me wait for you here." Having said this, Gu Guangyu suddenly hesitated. I patted him on the shoulder expressionlessly: "Say it." Gu Guangyu glanced at me and lowered his head as if he couldn't bear it.

"Although Zhao Xiaozhen's PD and the PD of "Popular Ballads" have been helping you speak, the Personnel Department has decided to remove all your positions because of the impact of the matter, Hiong, employee card." Gu Guangyu pursed his mouth tightly, and his hands were raised and spread out in front of me. After hearing the final result, I gave a sigh of gratitude, raised my hand and took out my employee ID card from my pocket and put it in his hand.

The moment I touched Gu Guangyu's hand, I could feel his trembling. After getting the employee card, Gu Guangyu's hands began to clench, and he raised his head with a sincere gaze. "Although you haven't given me much guidance, I know that you are different from those seniors who hold the shelf, and you are my hiong no matter when and where." The slightly immature voice told the promise, I looked at this sincere guy, did not give him a thankful smile and still did not speak, turned around and left. (To be continued......)

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