There was a café near Yoona's house, and it was where she frequented — a place she frequented by herself after Lee Seung Gi's military service.

The owner is a grandmother in her sixties, very kind, and her name is Han Hye-jin. She regarded Yuna as her granddaughter, framed the photo with Yuna and put it in the most conspicuous place on the counter, and she had to boast about it when she met people. Although other celebrities often come here, the treatment cannot be compared with Yuna.

Yuna regards this place as a spiritual stop, and when she is physically and mentally exhausted, she will come here to sit for a while. The most inconspicuous place in the corner is the special seat left for her by Grandma Huizhen, and there is a small bookshelf next to it, on which are the monthly magazines that Grandma Huizhen has ordered for her, which she usually likes to read.

"Grandma, I haven't eaten yet." Yuna walked into the café and saw Aunt Hye-jin, and immediately hid the sadness in her heart with a smile on her face.

"Oh my poor little boy, how can you be hungry. Didn't you go to filming, and the crew didn't give you food? What kind of crew is this? Is... This group of people, my Yun'er is going to make them hungry and thin, see if I don't go to them and talk to them! Sit down here, grandma, I'll give you fried rice! When Aunt Hye-jin saw Yun'a, her wrinkles and smiles. hugged Yun'er to her special seat and watched her sit down, turned around and trotted straight into the kitchen.

Yuna didn't touch those fashion magazines, in fact, she didn't have a penchant for fashion magazines, just to kill time. After staying for a while, Yuna took out the diary she had picked up again. She knew in her heart that it was not good to read other people's diaries, but as if something was pulling her, she was always curious about what was written in the diary.

"Game, China will win, rise up, fight? Is it a fight? Hey, what kind of translation software is this......" Yuna put down her phone and rubbed her sour eyes, a little irritable. Her Chinese character skills are at the beginning of the Ding level, and she can only recognize a few fairly simple Chinese characters, and most of them are on restaurant plaques or menus. If you want to read the sentences in this diary, you can only use the translation app to translate them word by word, which is completely a posture for studying foreign masterpieces. Which Cheng wanted to look good in a sentence of Chinese characters, but when translated, the preface did not match the afterword, Yun'er gritted her silver teeth, and she couldn't wait to drop the phone directly to relieve her anger.

"Forget it, don't look at it!" Yun'a snorted angrily, closed the diary and was about to put it in her bag, when suddenly she skimmed a word, immediately stopped, and picked up her phone again.

The word is 'girlhood', and Yuna knows these words, whether it is English, Japanese, Thai, or even Mongolian. Seeing these four words, Yun'er's curiosity immediately rose to the highest. She wondered why the owner of the diary had written the words 'Girls' Generation', and if he was sone?

"I'm obedient, why do you take it so seriously. Don't look at it, let's eat first, the sea squirt rice that Grandma personally fried for you, and your favorite Suzi leaf. Aunt Hye-jin walked over with a plate of tempting fried rice and said with a smile.

"Oh, yes, I'm really hungry." Yuna put down the diary and happily took the plate in the hand of Aunt Hye-jin. Aunt Huizhen picked up the diary on the table and glanced at it, frowned slightly, and glanced at Yun'er again, with a strange expression on her face.

"Grandma, maybe... Do you know kanji? ”

"Well, at our age, we all know each other a little bit." Aunt Hye-jin said.

"Ah, great, can you tell me what that means?" Yuna happily put down the spoon and stood up and scratched her finger across the words 'Girls' Generation.

"Grandma, what does this mean?"

Aunt Hye-jin's expression became more and more strange, and she glanced at Yun'a in embarrassment, as if it was difficult to say.

"What's wrong? Is it a bad word? Yuna asked with a wink, her expression a little cute.

"Uh...... There is a little bit. Aunt Hye-jin smiled awkwardly and said, "What this sentence means is that China will win the LoL Invitational Tournament, defeat South Korea, and capture Girls' Generation alive......"

"......" Yuna bit her lip and glanced at the date in the upper right corner. January 3o, 2o16.

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"Liu Yi, do you usually have any hobbies? Sue me, maybe we have something in common? ”

Sunny sat across from Liu Yi and watched him eat instant noodles like a pilgrimage, feeling a little bored and starting to look for a topic.

"My hobby?" Liu Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly glanced at Sunny, lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "Don't worry, our hobbies won't be the same." ”。

"What? I didn't hear clearly, what? Sunny asked curiously, the 'bun incident' made her feel a little guilty, and wanted to chat with Liu Yiduo to test whether he was angry or not.

"My hobby is women!" Liu Yi removed the lid of the instant noodle pot, and the heat and fragrance came out together, blocking the view of Sunny who looked at it, and the embarrassment was alleviated a little. He rolled up a ball of noodles with chopsticks, took a bite, his tongue was burned, and his voice was slurred: "I am a standard **, there are at least a hundred girls who have been ruined in my hands over the years, for the sake of your chastity, you hurry up, go quickly, what kind of bodybuilding uncle you are looking for has immigrated to the United States, and I will copy the phone number to you." ”

"Huh, a hundred?" Sunny shook his head disdainfully and didn't say anything more, but his disbelief was already evident. Although she is not a master of love, but after living for so long, what kind of person can still be seen, Liu Yi's eyes contain blazing and dodging, all of which show his identity as a little junior in his feelings. The corners of Sunny's mouth curled slightly, and he finally found someone who was weaker than him in terms of feelings, and suddenly he had a sense of superiority, hehe......

"Yes, not a hundred, ninety-nine. There's one left, do you want to make up the numbers? "Liu Yi didn't realize that he had been recognized, and through the heat of instant noodles, he played the role of ** by himself." That's okay, the bathroom is on the left, you go wash it first, and after a while I'm done eating, I'll be embarrassed...... I've got you done! ”

Liu Yi laughed lewdly, he was very confident in his smile, and he could definitely scare Sunny away. The previous nineteen girlfriends who didn't catch up with him all ran away after seeing his lewd smile. But what he didn't expect was that Sunny didn't eat this set at all, and when he heard him say this, Sunny leaned his face over and stared at Liu Yi's eyes through the mist of instant noodles.

"Huh!" Sunny let out a heavy 'laugh' and actually stood up and walked over to the bathroom.

Liu Yi was stunned, he forgot to eat instant noodles, he looked at Sunny's back, suddenly realized something, inexplicably a little excited, and secretly clenched his fists.

After waiting for twenty-seven years, and finally waiting for this day, will the dream come true today?

Will it be too fast, Liu Yi suddenly felt a little shy.

Alas... Why is there such a disappointment? If the person who walks to the bathroom now is Yuna......

Liu Yi was stupidly happy, his nostrils were hot, and a small river flowed.

But it's good, Sunny is in good shape...... hehe……

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Near Sangdo-dong, there is a Scottish-style pub.

The décor is elegantly medieval, with waiters dressed in Scottish coarse mesh skirts, low-alcohol fruit wines, and soft chants that seem to float from afar, creating a perfect environment for relieving depression. The small corner of the bar has been cleverly designed to be completely divided into a separate space. Order a glass of wine and heal in your own little world, that's the norm for guests who come here.

It is not surprising that you can often hear a suppressed low cry coming from somewhere, because everyone who comes here has experienced crying bitterly. To come here is to cry, otherwise who would run to such a remote place if it was for the sake of drinking.

The owner here strictly adheres to her rules, does not reveal any information about the guests, and does not secretly photograph the drunken ugliness of the guests. Because of this rule, it is often frequented by celebrities. If you accidentally bump into an acquaintance at the door, everyone will tacitly pretend not to see each other and will not debunk each other.

It's a place of escapism.

There's no denying that it's a very special bar. But in fact, business here is not good, because most of the customers only come once in a long time, after all, human life is like that, it is impossible to have depression every day to resolve. But there is one guest who is an exception, and she has been coming almost every day for the last six months.

"Alas, I've drunk too much again, do you want to call my boss?"

"It's better not to, the last time I called, Taeyeon Xi was angry, she was angry, and we were scolded by the boss."

"But so... If you recognize it for other guests, take a picture of it and put it online...... We still can't explain it. ”

"Alas, if it goes on like this, sooner or later, it will be certain."

Taeyeon faintly heard the bartenders chatting, and raised her head with a strong spirit, but before she could hold on for two seconds, she fell down again. This time it was not light, and the pain made her much more awake than just now.

"Taeyeonxi, are you okay, I'll help you go to the back and rest for a while."

"Heh......" Taeyeon laughed, looking silly. She stretched out her little tongue and pursed her lips, grabbed her bag, and hung it on her chest.

"I, I won't trouble you. I'm leaving. Taeyeon sniffed and jumped off the bar chair, shaking her body.

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