Tokyo.

TV Asahi, Girls' Generation Lounge.

Just after the singing stage, the members of the group waited for the agent and assistant to arrange a pick-up and drop-off vehicle.

Lin Yun'er buried her head in writing something in a notebook.

Kwon Yoo-ri poked her head out from behind her and glanced at her curiously, "Yoon-a, what are you writing?" ”

Lin Yun'er subconsciously wanted to cover it, but when she heard that it was Kwon Yoo-ri's voice, she stopped her movements again and explained, "Hmm...... Writing the exercises assigned by the Chinese teacher last time. ”

"Exercises assigned by the Chinese teacher?" Looking at the thick pile of letters, Kwon Yoo-ri blinked, "Why don't I remember that there are so many ......"

As one of the most market-savvy artist training companies in South Korea, S.M., who has his own ideas about the Chinese market, naturally arranged corresponding Chinese courses for the members of Girls' Generation.

However, the content of this kind of Chinese course is more about simple oral listening and speaking, and does not involve more in-depth content.

"Uh-huh, I asked the teacher for it myself." Lin Yun'er explained, her tone and expression natural.

"That's it, no wonder ......" Looking at the dense Chinese on the notebook, Quan Yuli shuddered, "You are really persevering enough, I still won't bother you......"

Lin Yun'er closed the calligraphy exercise book and silently froze for a while.

It had nothing to do with perseverance, but when someone did leave, she began to subconsciously look for something related to him......

Ahh

The mobile phone on the table shook slightly.

After coming back to her senses and glancing at the name displayed on the message, the corners of Lin Yun'er's mouth curled.

It's a picture and a question.

[Gu Heng]: The photo .jpg

[Gu Heng]: You sent this express?

"So soon?"

She replied as she whispered a word.

Soon, someone's reply arrived.

Lin Yun'er's face darkened, and she grinded her teeth secretly, "The second-hand market ......"

If this guy dares to say such things to her face......

Miss Lim Yuna restrained her anger and politely used some punctuation marks to express her disapproval of his idea.

Soon, though, new photos arrived.

"That's pretty much ......"

Looking at the two photo frames side by side in the photo, Miss Lim Yuna's mood turned cloudy.

Unfortunately, a second before the clouds turned clear, someone's next reply arrived.

"Three worrisome guys?"

Lin Yun'er took a deep breath, and her clenched fists subconsciously "gently" placed on the makeup table.

Bang.

Not only did she startle herself, but she almost scared Sunny into cardiac arrest as she came behind her with two bananas.

"Lin Yun'er, let me tell you, the damage to my spirit and heart in the past few seconds just now may take a while to heal......"

Sunny clutched his chest and "complained" to Lin Yun'er, "Let me tell you, if it weren't for three meals, I would have lived my life with this deep pain......"

Lin Yun'er rubbed her aching hands weakly, and while keeping accounts for someone in her heart, she winked innocently at Sunny, trying to get by, "Ernie, Yun'er didn't mean to ......"

Sunny tossed her a banana and wondered, "Not on purpose...... So what table are you okay to smash? ”

"I'm just a little sleepy, boost my spirits......"

When she said that, Lin Yun'er herself felt that this excuse seemed too ridiculous.

Smash the table with your hands to boost your spirits, why don't you just perform a chest crushing boulder for everyone?

It just so happens that there are still a lot of viewers in the TV station who haven't left, so why don't you call them in and enjoy the performance of the strange girl Lin Run'e more?

Sunny apparently felt like Lin Yuna was talking about some kind of cold joke.

Squinting her eyes, she looked at the mobile phone on Lin Yun'er's desk, "Who are you chatting with?" How do I think you've been sneaky lately......"

Before Sunny stepped forward to see the interface of the phone, Lin Yuna coughed lightly and quickly pressed the lock screen.

"No, I'm asking Zhiyuan oppa if our nanny car has arrived."

"So what did Zhiyuan oppa say?"

"Well, he asked me to go over and help first, he doesn't know much about the parking space planning here, so the nanny car is a little difficult to park......"

In times of emergency, the human brain is always able to exert its ability to function beyond the ordinary and say something that sounds like it at first glance......

Lin Yun'er said as she walked out of the lounge.

Sunny was stunned.

"Zhiyuan OPPA doesn't know ...... parking space planning," Sunny repeated Lin Yuna's words and blinked, "But do you Lin Yuna understand?" You're studying at Toguk University, not the University of Tokyo......"

Looking at Lin Yun'er's figure disappearing outside the lounge, Sunny's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Wrong......

Something is wrong......

Her gaze subconsciously fell on Lin Yun'er's makeup table.

A Chinese notebook, a portable canvas bag......

"Hey, what is this?" Looking at the half of the small object exposed in the opening of the canvas bag, Sunny must have a look in his eyes.

Sunny tilted his head, trying to see clearly.

Before she could reconstruct the full appearance of this thing in her mind through her rich imagination, Kwon Yoo-ri had already answered her question.

"That's Yuna's baby."

As she spoke, Kwon Yoo-ri forcibly "shared" the banana that Lin Yun'er had put on the table and did not take away.

"Yuna's baby?" Sunny was stunned, "Why haven't you seen it before?" ”

Kwon gently pulled the small object outward, revealing its full shape

- Rough wood carving of a little girl and a fawn.

When Sunny saw clearly, she shoved the wood carving back in

"Because you've been indulging in entertainment every day lately, of course you can't see it, Yun'er takes it with you wherever she goes now, I don't believe you ask Xiaoxian about them."

While answering the doubts of the "Internet addict" girl, Kwon Yoo-ri tried to "guide her back to the right path".

"So that's ......" Thinking back to Lin Yun'er's strange state just now, Sunny had a strange intuition.

She subconsciously asked, "Yuli, do you know who sent this?"

"I don't know, Yun'er didn't want to say it, she just said it was a friend, I said that her friend's skills were not good, and Yun'er was not happy." Kwon Yoo-ri brushed off the banana peel and replied leisurely.

"Friends?" Sunny's gaze fell on the Chinese notebook on the table and blinked, "Let me guess, this wood carving...... It can't be the beginning of June that appeared in Yuna's hands, right? ”

"Huh?" Kwon Yoo-ri was stunned.

After trying to recall, she looked at Sunny with a strange expression, "When did you learn divination?" ”

Sunny didn't have the heart to talk to Kwon Yoo-ri this time.

Taking a step forward, she opened the copybook exercise book.

I don't know when the more than 100 pages of the notebook have been filled with four-fifths.

From front to back, looking at the bits and pieces of handwriting on it, Sunny felt that some kind of guess in his mind was depicted as reality by this stroke.

With a slightly complicated mood, she sighed softly.

"That's a bit of a problem......