......

Looking at the small photo on the table, Lin Yun'er was slightly stunned.

Of course, she remembered this scene......

"Miss Song Jung-so." Gu Heng's voice suddenly sounded.

Song Zhenxiu shrank her shoulders back.

The man who was still soft-spoken just now, although she only lowered her expression at the moment, her surging gaze made her subconsciously cringe.

But this feeling comes and goes quickly.

When she was a little dazed and at a loss, Gu Heng withdrew her gaze for some reason.

Instead, Lin Yun'er's voice sounded in her ears.

"Is it just like an interview Q&A?"

"Huh?" Song Zhenxiu subconsciously straightened her waist, "Yes, my initial idea is like this......

She said with her eyebrows fluttering, but Jin Ha Na, who was standing on Lin Yun'er's side, didn't care about this.

Her gaze fell on the table that Song Jung-su couldn't see......

A slender and white hand,

It was pressed against the other broad palm.

Kim Ha Na blinked her eyes and subconsciously swallowed her saliva.

「...... Okay, if you're not in a hurry, then I'll join the recording when I get back to Seoul."

"Thank you, Miss Yuna!" Song Zhenxiu responded excitedly.

After graduating from the Department of Media at Dankook University, she was already full of ambition to enter the variety production department of a cable TV station as an intern, but her father single-handedly pressed her into Daeyoung School.

This time, she planned the documentary filming for the annual school anniversary, and it was the only thing she could find that was related to her major.

Looking at the back of Song Zhenxiu leaving, Lin Yun'er retracted her hand suddenly.

As if nothing had ever happened.

......

Night falls.

Because there is no night play arrangement tonight, the crew will finish work a little earlier than usual.

The evening breeze of the summer night brings a chill that is not found in the daytime.

Gu Heng and Lin Yun'er staggered half of their bodies and walked on the road one after the other.

Glancing at Lin Yun'er, Gu Heng paused slightly, and stood side by side with her, "I'm sorry, I seem to have overreacted today."

Song Zhenxiu's abrupt gesture of taking out the photo made him have some associations that were not very good.

But judging from Lin Yuna's actions......

It should be that he cares about it.

Lin Yun'er hummed softly, "That kind of photo, it doesn't matter."

In the photo that Song Zhenxiu took out, she didn't do anything other than look at Gu Heng.

And no one remembers what happened that day better than she does.

At most, the photos can only show that Lin Yun'er and Gu Heng, who were in their first year of high school at the time, may have known each other, but other than that, it doesn't mean much.

"I didn't expect anyone else to see me and you at that time."

There was a bit of inexplicable and subtle emotion in Gu Heng's tone.

According to Song Jung-so, she stumbled upon the photo from a student photography club affiliated with the Daeyoung School's propaganda center.

It seems to have been taken by a student and then forgotten in school.

"You don't have to worry about me......

Probably remembering the action she subconsciously made when she saw Gu Heng's face suddenly change during the day, Lin Yun'er's face was slightly hot. ….

Fortunately, there are no street lights on this short stretch of road.

Her gaze turned to the side, and then she continued, "If there is really malicious intent, then it would be easier for her to take a photo and send it directly to the company."

Song Jung-so is a staff member of Daeyong's public school, and Lin Yuna can be regarded as a signboard of Daeyong's external publicity in recent years.

"I refused the school before, and it was only because I was going to audition here recently, if she had the patience,

After half a month is finished, I will go back to Seoul to help her record a few videos."

Perhaps worried that Gu Heng still had worries in her heart, she explained softly.

Half a month later......

Gu Heng was distracted for a few seconds before he reacted.

After thinking for a moment, he nodded slightly, "Okay."

The two continued to walk forward in silence.

After hesitating for a while, seeing that the road in front of her was about to be re-lit, Lin Yun'er slowed down, "I will tell her not to disturb you."

"Huh? But she didn't say ......."

"Her most important idea was to let me be interviewed and borrow my fame...... As long as I agree to her basic request, everything else will be fine."

Gu Heng's eyebrows furrowed, as if he wanted to say something.

But at this moment, the phone in his pocket rang.

"Your words and smiles mean a lot to me; Your little eyes and lonely back are hard for me......

Lee Ji-eun's gentle singing resounded in the silent atmosphere.

"Your Meaning" ......

Lee Ji-eun's cover song just released two months ago.

Lin Yun'er pursed her lips.

Glancing at the name on the caller ID, Gu Heng said, "Wait for me a moment."

"Uh-huh~"

Lin Yun'er was about to take two steps to the side and give him a separate space to answer the phone.

However, Gu Heng didn't seem to have any evasive thoughts, and after a brief sentence, he pressed the connect button.

「oppa！」

Li Zhien's voice was really penetrating.

Even if Gu Heng didn't press the hands-free button, Lin Yun'er heard it clearly beside him.

Is that her......

Watching Gu Heng's subconscious action of taking the phone farther away, the corners of Lin Yun'er's mouth curled.

But then she remembered that when she met several times on the show in the past year, Li Zhien said a few brief greetings to herself, and her mood darkened slightly.

......

"Zhi'en? What's the matter?"

Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, Li Zhien shook his legs and snorted,

"I called you for a reason, did you? I see the truth calling you, why don't you ever ask that?"

"I don't mean that, you don't always use the topic to play and take things out of context," Gu Heng on the other side of the phone chuckled, "If you hadn't had something to do and harassed you, I wouldn't have asked that, right?"

"I'll accompany Abba out to pick up Lee Jong-hoon's kid from class." Li Zhien glanced at the direction of the school gate before speaking.

"Pick up Jong-hoon at this point?" Gu Heng seemed taken aback, "No wonder he doesn't send me much messages these days."

"yes, he doesn't get out of school until nine o'clock every night now, and it's early today......

Lee Ji-eun shook his head and observed two seconds of silence for Lee Jong-hoon.

She herself is okay, after her debut, her studies are in a semi-rotten state, and she has not suffered too much in her studies. ….

But Lee Jong-hoon is different.

In the current South Korean student population, there is a "magic curse", which means that if you sleep four hours a day, you can be admitted to university, and if you sleep for an extra hour, you may face failure.

This statement, while not necessarily an accurate reflection of everyone's situation, is at least partly a reflection of the enormous academic pressure on South Korean students.

So Lee Jong-hoon, who will take the South Korean "college entrance examination" in a few months, can only continue to suffer with tears in his eyes......

"Let him pay more attention to his body," Gu Heng sighed, "What about uncles, aunts, and grandmothers?" How are you doing?"

"Abba and Mom are fine, just accompany Zhong Xun to get up early and go to bed late," Li Zhien glanced at his father who was dozing off in the driver's seat, and lowered his voice, "Well, as for grandma, she said that she thought

I don't recognize you anymore, are you afraid?"

"Thou hast given me less false decrees day by day." Gu Heng replied angrily.

"Where do I have? It's grandma who said that she hasn't seen you for too long, and she almost forgot what you look like, doesn't that mean that she doesn't recognize you?" Li Zhien's words were uplifting.

"I know, I know, I'll call her old man tomorrow." Gu Heng agreed with a smile.

Li Zhien blinked his eyes, and his voice suddenly lowered a little, "Oppa, will I come to you next month?"

"Next month? Don't have an itinerary?"

"I'm going to a platter concert in Los Angeles first, and then I'll come to you after a break."

Li Zhien pressed his head against the car window, snapped his fingers and calculated, "We haven't seen each other for four months since that Shase in Xiangjiang in March this year?"

"Don't be in such a hurry."

"But ......"

Li Zhien was thinking about coming up with a few more reasons when he heard the second half of Gu Heng's words.

——「...... I'll be back to Seoul next month."

......

"I'll be back to Seoul next month."

Lin Yun'er, who was standing at the junction of light and shadow, jumped in her heart, and turned her face to look at Gu Heng.

But I caught a glimpse of his gaze that seemed to flash over his body.

Seeing Gu Heng hang up the phone, Lin Yun'er's lips moved slightly, and finally she couldn't help but speak, "You want to go back to Seoul?"

"Huh?"

In the dark night, meeting her bright eyes, Gu Heng was suddenly speechless for a few seconds.

"Well, there are some problems with the balance after the release of "Strange Her", and I need to go over and take a look," he paused, and then continued, "There are also some problems with Kakao, which has also encountered some problems recently, and if it can't be listed in time to collect some funds, it may ...... the market in Southeast Asia."

After saying a few words in a row, he realized that Lin Yun'er's eyes were a little strange.

"Oh......" she replied softly.

The two walked silently for a short distance until they reached a fork in the road.

"Are you hungry?" Lin Yun'er suddenly asked.

"Huh?"

"Is there a supper shop nearby?"

She pointed to Kim Ha Na, who was walking not far in front of her, "Ha Na should be hungry after running around for a day."

Kim Ha Na, who was stepping on her shadow under the street lamp, turned her head a little dazedly.

......

Compared with the city next door, the pace of life in Jincheng is undoubtedly much slower.

Although the streets are also brightly lit and crowded, there are a lot of fireworks. ….

In front of the small shop stall on the corner of the street, Kim Ha Na tiptoed curiously at the busy boss and asked,

"Gu Heng oppa, what is this called? I think I clicked on that delivery app once."

In the past half a month of filming with Lin Yuner in Jincheng, in addition to the monotonous box lunches of the crew, she has eaten all kinds of takeaways the most.

The cost of takeaway delivery in Jincheng is much cheaper than that in Seoul, which makes her temporarily have the illusion that she has completely realized the freedom of takeout in her life.

"Beat lo mein, there are more types of northern noodles."

Gu Heng replied as he handed the money to the boss and took the three packaged portions of lo mein from him.

Kim Ha Na whispered a few times, as if to write down the name.

The two of them walked towards the entrance of the alley together, and Lin Yun'er was waiting there.

"Are you learning Chinese lately?"

"Ani," Kim Ha Na shook her head embarrassedly, "just a little bit of nonsense, if Yun'er Oni has a trip to Huaxia in the future, I can't always let her take care of me as an assistant."

「...... Let her teach you."

"Uh-huh, but I'm not as diligent as Yoon'er Oni, and she still does it every day.

.....」

Speaking of this, as if she suddenly understood something, Kim Ha Na suddenly closed her mouth tightly.

Gu Heng looked at her suspiciously, but the two had already arrived at Lin Yun'er's side.

"Let's go."

"Uh-huh." Lin Yun'er responded.

This food street is only a few steps away from the hotel where she and Kim Ha Na are staying.

The three of them soon arrived at the door of the hotel.

Gu Heng handed the plastic bag containing the noodle lunch box in his hand to Lin Yun'er, "I'll send it here, you guys go up."

"Okay."

"Then I'm leaving."

Lin Yun'er held a photo at the cuff, hesitated for two seconds, and then hid it inside.

"Okay, well, be careful on the road."

"Okay."

......

Inside the hotel room.

Sitting at the table, Lin Yuna brushed her hair behind her ears.

Unpacking the disposable kuaiko, she stirred the noodles in the lunch box a few times and ate two bites.

His eyes subconsciously drifted to the photo left by Song Zhenxiu in the corner of the table.

When Gu Heng left, she originally wanted to ask him what to do with this photo, but when the words came to her lips, she stopped.

Putting down the fast, she took the photos in her hands that she had not had time to look at during the day.

The photograph is not very well preserved, and the corners have long been yellowed and warped.

But also, it was still 06 years, right?

She's still just. A small trainee in the company who has not debuted, no one will care about it?

...... In addition to the photo of this person?

Lin Yun'er's fingertips gently swept over the face of the young man whose face was still a little green.

Ahh

The phone vibrates slightly.

She retrieved her phone.

But it's not him, it's Kim Ha Na.

Hana: Ernione, you remember to eat that noodle quickly

[Ha Na]: Gu Heng oppa also sent me a message just now, this kind of noodles can't be left for too long, it will be lumpy~

Lin Yun'er exhaled.

In fact, she could feel that from the time they met again to the present, Gu Heng had been carefully restraining something.

It's just that she's a little unsure of what is behind this restraint.

Until today.

When Gu Heng suddenly changed his expression and tone because of his misunderstanding of Song Zhenxiu's words, he who was sitting next to him finally touched something in his cold eyes.

After replying to Kim Ha Na's sentence that she knew, Lin Yuna put down her phone and finished eating the bowl of noodles in front of her.

Getting up, she found a notebook from her suitcase, opened it, carefully clipped the photo into it and put it away, and then took out a notebook and put it on the table.

The Ernie who taught her Chinese told her to write a page when she couldn't calm down.

Half an hour later, she put the pen aside and looked into her palm.

......

It's not because of the warmth of the moment when the palms touch,

But he suddenly determined that although it had been a long, long time, he still seemed to be the person he subconsciously cared about so much.

Ah, the sea