At 10 o'clock in the evening, although the bus was still running, I was not ready to take the bus home, because when I went back, I was also in love with the computer and the desk lamp.

It's been a long time since I've walked down the street like this, putting my hands in the pockets of my jeans and pacing forward slowly. For a while, I felt that all the weight on my shoulders was gone, and there were street performers singing on the side of the road.

You call my name

I asked you what you said?

Pretend you didn't hear

Just want to listen to it again

Monday spoke the dream

Tuesday is even closer

Theednesday wants to get to know you who you don't know yet

Thursday made a wish to the stars

Friday made me dream about it

In the night when endless thoughts come

A girl full of youth sang beautifully, a song I heard a long time ago. "everydayLove", yes, is a girlhood song. I stood in front of her for a moment until she finished singing the song and then left, without pause.

Before that, I had always thought I was alone. A person stops and stops to know how warm and cold he is, and a person is self-sufficient from beginning to end. At that time, I didn't know what was waiting for me, and I didn't know what was waiting for me. But now it's different, after work, at 11 o'clock, I was walking on Jandari-ro in Mapo-gu, and I felt as if something was budding in my chest. So following this feeling, without hesitation, I abruptly took out my mobile phone and called Yin Enjing.

"How's it going?" This is my greeting at twenty degrees Celsius.

"Very well, Oba, what about you?" Yin Eunjing's voice continued to dance out of cheerful notes.

Her appearance automatically appeared in her mind, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curvature. "It's not the same as before, are you free tomorrow?"

"I'm going to a training class tomorrow morning, and I'm free in the afternoon, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing special, it's just that I have a day off tomorrow, so I'll pick you up after you get out of the training class." I don't know if it's because I've been used to silence before, and now I don't have much room to speak.

Yin Eunjing didn't feel uncomfortable because of my order-like taste, she just obediently gave a sigh of grace.

Hanging up the phone, he unconsciously quickened his pace, and when he went back, he had to completely destroy the steel jungle on his chin.

After returning to the dormitory, my actions completely aroused Zhang Bo's curiosity. He paused his studies, left the computer desk, came to the bathroom door, leaned against the door frame and said with a narrow smile, "Hiong, what are you doing?" I glanced at him and continued to shave myself. I've never seen you shave in your class for so long, what's the matter, are you going to shoot beautiful women this time? Also, which variety show in sBs were you assigned to? ”

Automatically ignoring his previous question, threw a few words at him. “《Roommate》。”

Zhang Bo, who heard this answer, clapped his palms: "Ah, I remember, "Roommate" said that it was going to shoot a second season, I want to think about it, who are the new guests." Lee Kook-joo? No, it's certainly not the one you like. Then, all that remains is the name of ......" has not yet been spoken, and Zhang Bo's expression has become more and more obscene.

I couldn't stand him a little too much, so I scraped the foam off my chin and threw it at him. "Ah, are you thinking about dying, you might as well learn your Russian when you have this time."

Zhang Bo, who was thrown by the bubble, was still motionless, his eyes continued to stare at me, and I was numb when he looked at me. I saw him shake his head: "No, no, if this is not an era of looking at faces, you may still be a good man, but unfortunately, this is an era of looking at faces, so Sunny will definitely not take a fancy to you." He put his hand to his chin like a master analyst, and he kept thinking.

I was speechless by him, and the more helpless I became. "Well, I'll explain it to you after tomorrow."

"What? Tse, you're not going to confess, are you? With whom? Hearing me say this, Zhang Bo immediately looked curious. And then...... I had to go on a rampage. Stretched out his hand, grabbed the doorknob, and suddenly, the plastic door blew strong wind, hit the tip of Zhang Bo's nose, and hit the door frame. "Hey (enough is enough), get out of here and memorize your words." Zhang Bo, who was cold at the tip of his nose, swallowed his saliva, muttered a few words reluctantly, and finally gave up and returned to the computer desk.

After shaving, I turned on the shower, and the water ran down my skin. The scar on the left arm labeled with Zheng Xiujing has become very light, and it doesn't look hideous at all, as for the one in the palm of the hand, it is still domineering. I remember the time I met Yin Enjing after untying the bandage, it was in a coffee shop, at first she kept pretending not to see and drinking coffee, but finally she couldn't suppress her curiosity and asked cautiously.

At that time, I raised my palms and said lightly, "It's just a work accident", and as for what kind of broadcast accident, I didn't tell her. Of course, no fourth person knows about the little thumb except me, Zhang Bo and Jiang Xijun. It's not that I'm afraid of being discriminated against, it's not for anything else, I just think it's a small thing and there's no need to talk about it. But maybe tomorrow, Yin Enjing will be the fourth person to know, and maybe tomorrow, she will have to know some things about me.

Romance has always been a person I don't know very well, but that doesn't mean I don't understand anything, and although I'm not a smart person, I don't think I'm too stupid about relationships.

The next morning, I brushed my teeth and washed my face as usual, put on a white T-shirt and jeans, and went out. I drove to a flower shop and bought a bouquet of flowers. 22 roses, 16 red clusters surrounded by 6 blue enchantresses, the clerk who tied the bouquet for me took out the shower and sprayed at my bouquet of flowers, the crystal mist slowly fell, the light was refracted in countless small water droplets, and the eyes were full of strange colors. After buying the flowers, I carefully put the flowers in the back seat of K5, and then drove to a restaurant in Seogyo-dong, Mapo-gu, booked a place, and handed the flowers to Aiter, asking him to help me put them for the time being.

At 12 o'clock, I drove to Yin Enjing's class, and after waiting for a while, Maruko appeared in sight. The costume has lost the meaning of the description, and the relatives who have become acquainted only look at each other's eyes. After seeing her, I didn't get out of the car, just honked the horn, Yin Enjing looked at me, confirmed the license plate, and walked over with cheerful steps, opened the door and got into the car.

"Going to dinner first?"

Yin Enjing, who was a little messy by the wind, straightened his head and sighed. Sitting up straight and driving forward, Yin Enjing suddenly opened his eyes wide and leaned over: "Oba, is there something wrong with you?" ”

Yin Enjing's sudden question made me a little dignified, and I wiped my forehead a little embarrassed. "Ahh Perfunctory at the same time, secretly surprised by this girl's amazing sixth sense. Yin Enjing continued to look at me for a while, then withdrew her gaze, wrenched her fingers, and kept muttering, "There must be something." I glanced sideways at her, smiled, and continued driving as if I hadn't heard.

The asphalt pavement matched the tire texture so well, and with my consciousness elsewhere, I didn't even feel the vibration for a while. It was originally cloudy weather, but the sun was inexplicably bright, and even the howling wind had a hint of other flavors, and the gears in the chest were spinning.

The white bodywork, black sunroof, and silver rims followed the edge of the road until it stopped spinning. The two figures got out of the car, then side by side, Aiter standing in the doorway, a smile on his face that only I could read.

As we slowly entered the dining room, Aiter led us to the window seat I had just set. Without pretentiously pulling a stool for her, we sat down naturally with each other and handed the menu in our hands to Yin Enjing, who reached out and took it, yes, it was still the hands that did not dye their nails.

Yoon Eun-jung, who had been flipping through the menu for a while, ordered a lemon pork chop, and I ordered a spaghetti bolognese, and after ordering the main course, we both ordered some dessert and coffee. Aiter took down what we ordered, took the menu, and left.

Yin Enjing was on the table with one arm, her white and tender hands were supporting her face, and the best pair of eyes in my eyes were staring at me all the time, and she didn't say a word.

Silence is silent in the hustle and bustle, silence meets gaze in the crimson air.

"Why did you stare at me from the beginning?" Looking at Yin Enjing's appearance, I tilted my head and asked her.

Yoon Eun Jing pouted. "The first time I saw Oba without a beard, Oba had always been sloppy."

"Ah, I'm just too lazy to take care of it, and I haven't reached the sloppy Cheng dù yet, okay?"

Yin Eunjing listened to my rebuttal and squinted and smiled. As we spoke, the main course came up, and we ate as usual, interspersed with words in the aroma of the food.

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The crowd outside the window flowed, and the people holding arms changed batch after batch. The dessert came up not long ago, and Yin Eunjing was taking a sip of coffee. I took out a tissue and wiped my mouth, then took a deep breath and got up. The white T-shirt had a small swing in the air, a rhythm similar to the frequency of blinking. Yin Enjing, who was looking out the window, turned her eyes to me suspiciously, and I smiled and left my seat. Step by step, he rounded a small corner and disappeared into Yin Eunjing's sight.

The staff lounge in the restaurant was air-conditioned, the temperature was perfect, and the roses were still poetic. I held out a hand to pick it up, and walked back down the hall, the pillars of the hall still cut off our view from each other, I gave Aiter a look not far away, he nodded knowingly, and then did it on the computer at the front desk. The soothing soft music in the restaurant stopped, and just as everyone looked around in confusion, a melody wafted out from the stereos scattered throughout the restaurant, and it was the first Korean song I learned, and the song I heard the most, "myLove" by Lee Seung-chul.

Stepping on this melody, taking a deep breath for the last time, without a trace of stagnation in my steps, I turned around and walked out, and in my hand, there were the 22 roses. When I appeared, there was a cheering sound in the hall, and several couples were laughing and applauding me, but my eyes didn't care about any other direction, Yin Enjing, who noticed the crimson atmosphere, looked back and saw me, her bright eyes were wide open, but the smile on her face did not pause. Just like that, we walked up to her, one hand in the pocket of our jeans, the other holding the flower forward, our eyes touching each other, without the slightest hint of dodging each other.

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