There is a lot of suffering in the world, and there is both visible suffering and invisible suffering.

For Zheng Xiuyan, the crazy practice every day, the clothes are wet one after another, and the salt stains are white layer after layer, which is a visible suffering. But she is not alone, and the other ten girls who were selected for the new girl group of S.M at the same time as her practiced equally crazy and hard.

However, in her, there is more of an invisible suffering than them, a bitter heart. Since she drove Xiahou Zhongying away from her house, her sister has turned against her, and it has been a month and a half since her birthday, and there is no sign of recovery, and she is not willing to talk to her at all.

And her parents don't have no complaints about her, it's just hard to say.

Zheng Xiuyan said that in private, her mother missed the guy she drove away.

There have been several times when she inadvertently heard her chatting with her father mention the guy who was already in Los Angeles, talking about his news, talking about his recent situation, and talking about his bits and pieces, and the words were full of worry and self-blame.

Mother believes that the reason why Xiahou Zhongying has become a playboy today is that she bears a lot of responsibility.

The mother thought that when she recognized his son, the guy was a very good child, except for a little rebellion. Sensible, kind, filial, and self-motivated, he is almost going to be molded into a perfect son with no shortcomings. It's all because she used to think that he was too sensible, and he was too mature than other children of the same age, so she didn't need her to intervene in his education, so she didn't care enough about him. Discipline is not enough to turn him into a lawless little bastard who doesn't take women and love seriously.

Whenever this happens, her father will persuade her, saying that it is not all her fault, most of the reasons are attributed to Xiahou Shang, if it weren't for his crooked upper beam and crooked lower beam, he would not have taught his son to be a flower man.

Once Zheng Xiuyan accidentally knocked over a cup while eavesdropping, which alarmed the two. Parents immediately change the subject of the conversation. Tell me about the good weather. Parents deliberately didn't talk about that guy in front of her, because they didn't want to stimulate her, this Zheng Xiuyan said. But it is precisely because of this that she feels more and more bitter in her heart. often secretly hides in the bed and cries.

Jung so-yeon hates that guy. Hate that one who laughs all day. A bastard who looks obsessed when he sees a beautiful woman. So she wanted to forget about him, and wanted to pretend that she didn't care about him at all, but she didn't know when the road began. That guy has already integrated into the bits and pieces of her life and influenced everything around her.

Her family is also his, and her friends are also his friends. Her position in the company comes from him; Her privileges in S.M. come from him, her wealth comes from him, her happiness and happiness come from him, and even her sadness and pain come from him. There was a shadow of him everywhere, which made her crazy, and her mood was getting worse and worse.

Zheng Xiuyan practiced frantically every day, practicing until late before going home. In order to avoid his sister's cold expression, in order to avoid the slightly deliberate care of his parents, and in order to let himself have no free time and extra energy to think about him. I tortured myself to exhaustion every day, and I wanted to sleep as soon as I lay down.

However, even so, the guy didn't let her go. He would sneak into her dreams in the middle of the night or early in the morning, sometimes quarreling with her, sometimes playing with her, sometimes laughing at her, sometimes caring for her, and sometimes even doing something to her that made her feel ashamed.

Zheng Xiuyan often wakes up in her sleep, with the strangeness of her body, as well as anger, fear, shame, excitement, and aftertaste, with a complicated taste. This made her hate him even more, and tortured herself even more frantically.

Poor sleep quality, poor mood, and training beyond the physical load caused her health to plummet.

"Smack......

Jung so-yeon collapsed on the floor of the training room, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Sweat kept pouring out from all the pores on her head, face, body, and body, as if she would not stop squeezing the water out of her body. It dripped down her face, arms, and body onto the floor, and in a few moments it was wet.

I'm so tired, it would be nice to lie like this all the time, it's so comfortable, Zheng Xiuyan thought blankly.

A smiling face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, with that kind of cheap, lewd smile.

Zheng Xiuyan was angry in her heart, opened her mouth and yelled, get out, don't block me from looking at the ceiling, what are you still doing? I don't want to see you, ever. ,, aren't you going to the United States? Why are you still provoking me?

Zheng Xiuyan wanted to raise her hand to push the smiling face away, but the strength in her whole body was exhausted, and she didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

"Go, go, didn't you hear me?" Zheng Xiuyan shouted hard, she also thought that her voice was very loud, and that guy must be able to hear it. However, her current shout, to outsiders, is so weak, not much louder than the sound of mosquitoes.

“Jessica、Jessica……”

There was a voice that seemed to fly from the sky, like an angel calling softly, sometimes far and sometimes near, sometimes big and sometimes small......

Is it calling me? Who's calling me? Zheng Xiuyan was puzzled, she tried to stare at the ceiling above her head that seemed to be far away in the sky, trying to find the source of the voice, but she couldn't see anything.

Who's calling me? It's really, people are so tired, why don't you call it in the morning, don't call it late, but you want to call it when people want to sleep, I don't know if it's a very immoral thing to disturb people's sleep?

“Jessica、Jessica……”

It's still screaming, it's endless. Zheng Xiuyan was angry in her heart, she wanted to yell two words to make the voice stop harassing, but she felt that her throat was hot, so that she couldn't make a sound.

“Jessica、Jessica……”

is so immoral, Zheng Xiuyan burst into tears......

She wanted to cover her ears and let the magic call move her away. But I'm so tired, I don't even bother to move my fingers, I just want to lie still like this, how can I be so tired? And so thirsty, how can you be so thirsty? It would be nice to have a glass of water, maybe you can regain your mobility by drinking some water, and you can cover your ears. Zheng Xiuyan thought so in her heart.

Wishing has come true, maybe that's how it feels. Just when Zheng Xiuyan was thinking about having a glass of water, her chapped lips suddenly seemed to be pressed by something, and then a clear stream slowly poured into her mouth, and then brushed her hot throat, and her throat suddenly seemed to be a field cracked into pieces, and suddenly poured into water, so comfortable. Immediately afterwards, her chest, which was so heavy that she could barely breathe, seemed to be occupied by a penetrating coldness, which made her spirit tremble and shake, and the feeling was so wonderful......

“Jessica、Jessica……”

With that heart-deep irrigation, the confusion and chaos in Zheng Xiuyan's brain seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and she was expelled after a while. Her spirit became clearer and clearer, and the call that seemed to come from outside the sky became clearer and clearer, as if it was calling in her ear.

Hmm, it really seems to be calling in my ear, Zheng Xiuyan turned her head slightly, and looked at the source of the voice, a London, the London of a person's upper body, from far to near, from blurry to clear, slowly imprinted into her eyes......

"Taeyeon ......" (To be continued......)