Sitting in the food stall and looking up, in the night sky, the moon is dim, the starlight is sparse, and it looks like the weather will not be too good tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, tonight's substitute driver is a little difficult to find. The fastest driver who can be arranged on the driving app will take 30 minutes. So we simply ordered some more food and wine, and continued to drink.

Alcohol is indeed the most comforting liquid, and tonight's amount of alcohol is surging in the world, and the mind is refreshed. After Jiang Xijun touched another glass with me, he suddenly put down his glass and patted his head with his hand. "Ahsie, drinking and drinking, I almost forgot about today's business." He pointed at me with his chopsticks: "If nothing else, come with me tomorrow for a trip to incense?" Harbor. Hearing that he was suddenly going to take me overseas, I sneered and swallowed the rice sausage in my mouth.

"Are you going to the MAMA Awards ceremony? However, there doesn't seem to be any news from Girls' Generation about whether or not to participate. "See I already know how to go to the incense? The purpose of the port, Jiang Xijun, who had saved the explanation, shrugged his shoulders: "Didn't I say that it would be no accident, if Girls' Generation confirmed it, I would arrange for someone to book a ticket." If they don't go, forget it. I yawned a lot, and I waved at him. Whether they go or not, don't pull me in, you're the minister of SK Entertainment Group to participate, and you said in the past, what am I doing as a VJ. ”

Seeing that I refused, Kang Seok-jun's face tilted down at an angle, and his gaze was sinister. "You went to a VJ, of course it's shooting, what do you think you're doing? It's up to you whether to go this time or not, and you dare to refuse the work arrangement? "Hearing him say that it was the arrangement of work, I couldn't help but feel a little helpless, he talked about this. I really can't say no.

"Hey, I said, you can't go to someone else about this, why do you have to pull me." I don't know why, this kind of thing Jiang Xijun is always keen to pull me away. Now that I was a little impatient, Jiang Xijun glanced at me. "Just go out for a walk. It's okay to be distracted. The quota for going to MAMA for interview and shooting, who is not given, and going with relatives is better than going alone. Speaking of this, Jiang Xijun narrowed his eyelids and made a shy expression disgustingly.

"I'm better at swinging when someone helps. Wingman, you know? Hit head-on by this guy's disgusting expression, I suddenly felt a churn in my stomach, held it for a long time, and squeezed out a sentence at him: "Wingman, your sister!" ”

The wine game ended in mutual disgust, and Jiang Xijun was very close to each other. Maybe it's to change the hard and stubborn sick thoughts in my heart. I got into the car with him, and the substitute driver was a young man who seemed to belong to the 2O generation and was getting older. After taking the key, he drove the car steadily, and sent Jiang Xijun home first. The front of the car turned, and it was pitch black in the dormitory, waiting for me in front of me. I turned on my phone and looked at the weather forecast, the frost had fallen, and it seemed that there would be rain and snow in two days. Tightened. Looking sideways out the window, I couldn't help but think, this winter. How many people will be blown through by the cold winds.

The car flowed in the meandering river for a while, stopped downstairs in the dormitory, and I took out a 10,000 won from my wallet and was about to hand it to the substitute driver, but I paused when the money was halfway drawn. The fingers with short nails probed into the wallet again, and two 10,000 won tickets were withdrawn. In the surprised expression of the driver in front. Hand him the money and get the car keys back. Get out of the car and go upstairs. The early winter is already so cold, if you can warm a person's heart, you can warm one. In him, I saw my own shadow. Overlapping this shadow is another.

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Just a while before the end of the drinking party here. Zheng Xiujing, who returned home early, was burying herself in the quilt, without the sound of so-called crying, not even a little sobbing. It's true that Yu Jing sometimes loves to cry, but I don't know why...... Today, she can't shed a single tear. Ernie Xiuyan had been here a few times, thinking that her sister hadn't eaten much in the restaurant just now, so she boiled a bowl of porridge and brought it in, but unfortunately Xiujing, who was curled up in a thick soft quilt, refused.

"Ernie, let me be alone for a while." In the words of the plain and steady dìng, there is incomparable resoluteness. Despite being worried about her sister, Su-yeon, who couldn't do anything, left the room. Sitting back at the table in the living room, she put the bowl of porridge in her hand on the table. The pupils scattered and fled, and a faint blankness robbed her of her mind.

She was completely in a state of ignorance, and somehow suddenly picked up the spoon, regardless of the boiling heat of the porridge, and stuffed a spoonful into her mouth. It wasn't until the fiery porridge touched the pale pink tongue that Zheng Xiuyan, who reacted, jumped up all of a sudden. Like a child, she jumped in place for a while, and finally settled down. rolled up her scalded tongue, swallowed the porridge in her mouth, and when she came back to her senses, she hung her head sharply, staring at the spoon that fell on the ground for a long, long time. At this moment, whether it was the living room or Zheng Xiujing's room, it was all filled with silent poisonous smoke.

Wrapped in smoke, Zheng Xiujing did not have a gas mask. Fortunately, there was still a quilt to cover, she wrapped herself tightly, stayed in the space under the quilt, and thought a lot. Thoughts flew forward, and many images kept reappearing in her mind.

The collision incident in the alley, the cheeky barbecue incident, the cold alienation incident, the stomach-warming and heart-warming food incident, the misunderstanding incident that is entangled and solved, and the beautiful travel incident. The images in my mind are disturbed, and the degree of change of light and shadow is becoming more and more uncatchable. Zheng Xiujing, who was hiding in the quilt, suddenly had a very warm smile on the corner of her mouth. It turns out that they have experienced so many things and have so many memories that they can go back to. Stopping backtracking, Zheng Xiujing's expression faded again, she knew that those beautiful things, if she wanted to think about them, would never be able to finish thinking about them. Now, she has to come back and face reality.

He bowed his slender long legs, hugged his knees, and hugged himself tighter. Looking from the side of the bed, the quilt only raised a very small hillside, and Zheng Xiujing, who was only 45kg, seemed to be thin again. Constantly taking deep breaths, her delicate eight-figure eyebrows became tighter and tighter, Zheng Xiujing wanted to stay alone because she needed to take time to think. She was thinking about how to face Yoo Seung-woo next, which was a difficult question for her, even more difficult than the college entrance examination in South Korea.

Because of his own wayward hug, it took a lot of effort to get a little better, and Chengyu Oba's life was completely disrupted like this, and it can even be said that it was almost collapsed. The VJ team leader who had just been promoted to SBS was also dismissed because of this. It's all because of myself! Releasing the hand holding the white knee, Zheng Xiujing inserted it deep into her head and touched the root. The pain caused by self-blame follows you like a maggot attached to the bone.

After a long time, the oxygen in the quilt ran out, but Zheng Xiujing still stayed inside for more than a minute before coming out. Emerging from the corner of the quilt, her eyes were red, and she inhaled poisonous smoke in large gulps. When her breathing eased a little, she took her phone from the bedside with some determination. If you want to eliminate the current self-blame and hesitation, you must first be able to get through Chengyu Oba's phone. If you can't get in touch at all, then it's just empty words.

At eleven o'clock, I flipped out someone's phone with the remark "cold noodles", Zheng Xiujing pressed the dial button without a pause, the signal flashed high, and an invisible red line spread out, looking for a finger to pull. Unfortunately, the person's phone still couldn't get through. The fingers lost their strength, the phone slipped off the bed, and Zheng Xiujing sighed. Got up, opened the door, walked through the living room, and brewed a glass of very thick milk under Ernie's surprised gaze. Go back to your room, drink it, and go to sleep. She didn't know that there might be a connection between her and someone, and it was only ten minutes away.

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Step by step, step by step, spin a few times, to reach the door of the dormitory. The door to the dorm room no longer smelled of rotten eggs, so I inserted the key to open the door. After entering the door, I took a glass of water and drank it all, and the world shook a little too much. According to the current Cheng dù, I don't think I can do anything about the MV anymore.

I hastily took a shower and lay down, but I couldn't sleep again because of that pretentious damn sensibility.

In the first part of December, heating has already begun. Although the school is stingy, in the face of the cold winter year after year, it is still a little generous to install heating equipment in each dormitory. I put on a gray autumn coat and lifted the quilt. The gentle warm wind hit the body, and it was unusually soft. I took a box of cigarettes and walked to the window, opened the window halfway, and lit a cigarette. Looking out the window at the night that was getting thicker and thicker, the gray soot in the ashtray was accumulating more and more.

In fact, I don't know if I'm addicted or not, I just want to smoke one once in a while after a meal. When I'm alone, I occasionally want to smoke a box. In addition to meeting relatives and deceased, in addition to burying yourself in work. I can't think of any other way to stop me from smoking.

The night is getting thicker, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, and the black wind pouring in through the windows is getting more and more fierce. At 11:30, after smoking the cigarette in my hand, I lowered my eyelids, took my phone, and released all communication restrictions on it. However, it was only the lifting of the ban, and I couldn't do it any more. (To be continued)

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