"Those two floors are obviously office areas and conference rooms of various NGOs, and no one knows how many outsiders have been to them." Kim Jong-ming was speechless. "And sunny..."

"What?"

"Siu-young is lying on the bed and can't move. Is it yours to take responsibility for the gossip?"

"Good intentions are like donkeys! And such a big building, do you know if you really do something inappropriate with Chu Long?!"

"Do you think I am you? As soon as I got excited, I called someone to come and serve... I heard that Xiaomin came out to rent a house to live in? Why do I feel a little weird? One day, you won't live with her, right?"

"You have to care?"

The atmosphere became lively again, and everyone pulled out of this sensitive topic before, and this time they drank more fiercely and made even more trouble.

After a while, the whole private room was completely in chaos, and many people were already drunk and the seat sorting had long disappeared. As for Yuri, this girl joined the ranks of drinking after Kim Jong-ming's words, so in the end, the only two people who remained awake were Taeyeon and Sika who were not drinking. The two of them looked at the noisy private room and obviously had a headache and helplessness... Especially Taeyeon, she lay her face on the table, and she didn't know what she was feeling sad.

It was nine o'clock, and when Kim Jong-ming was shocked to find that his bottle was empty, he decided to leave immediately. Because he knew that if he continued to drink, even if the media gave him face, there would be rumors in private through illegitimate meals and passers-by. After all, the weather was quite hot today, and everyone was wearing very thin clothes. Moreover, a man and eight idols drank like this in the private room, and no matter how much they explained it, they could not explain it clearly. So while he was still awake, let Xika help him walk on the bustling Qingtan Cave Road, the rumors would naturally disappear, which was considered for the sake of these drunken Bozis.

Thinking of doing it, Kim Jong-ming immediately lowered his head and told Xika, asking her to go out and call the company first and ask the s.m company to send an assistant to pick up the person. Then, after a little awakening, Kim Jong-ming also stood up and swayed in Baker's leash and walked out.

"Where is tofu?" Xu Xian got drunk once. "Where is my tofu?! I won't be eaten by Baker, right?"

"It's in your bag!" Yuri pushed the other party speechlessly. "You were very afraid that the tofu will be eaten by Baker just now, and then stuffed it into your bag. Now you ask where the tofu is... Alas, it's not right!"

"What?" Xu Xian found the somewhat stuffy tofu from his bag and excitedly put it on the table. "What's wrong?"

"Where is Baker? Where is Baker III?!" Yuri looked under the table in surprise. "I won't be eaten by your tofu, right?"

"Did you eat Baker?" Pani pointed to the tofu on the table and asked. "Just like I ate such a big piece of meat just now..."

"How can I eat Baker when I am so small?" Sunny, who has the best alcohol content, asked speechlessly from the air.

"What about Baker?" Yuri asked back in dissatisfaction.

"I...I don't know either." Sunny looked down and then gave up.

"Can Sikaoni learn from me and stuff Beck into her bag?" Xu Xian asked shakingly. "But Sikao..."

Before he finished speaking, Huinai fell back on the chair with a thump.

"Ha...Woo...I want to keep a dog too!" The only sober person in the room, the poor Taeyeon, suddenly hugged her head nervously, and when she saw Tofu slipping from the table to her, she hugged the other party nervously and started to whimper. I don't know if she was crying or just venting an unknown emotion.

At this moment, Yoona, who had been lying on the table for a long time, was woken up by the sounds around, and then raised her head blankly. She looked around and was completely unclear about the situation around her, but it didn't matter, she was too lazy to care. In fact, she was just preparing to go to the bathroom...

Walking out with the wall, a waitress immediately held Yoona intimately. This was the meticulous service of the high-end restaurant. When she was about to walk to the bathroom, she suddenly saw Sika standing not far away, who had just put down her phone, and Baker who was squatting in front of Sika... Uh, it seemed to be using its tail as a broom and was sweeping on the floor!

Of course, the most important thing is that there is also Kim Jong-ming sitting on a chair in the hall drinking tea, who is looking here.

"Yona...I've called Director Han." Xika also noticed Yoona according to Kim Jong-ming's gaze, so she quickly waved her hand to the side. "He will bring people here immediately, and wait for peace of mind to not go out in the private room!"

"Oh." Yoona responded for a while without knowing the so-called "Sound" and then prepared to turn around and leave.

But at this moment, she noticed in the corner of her eyes that Jin Zhongming, who was wearing a white shirt, put down his teacup and put on a coat... It seemed that she wanted to leave!

"That...oppa!" Just as Kim Jong-ming stood up and walked towards the door, an inexplicable impulse prompted Yoona to suddenly turn around and call him.

"What?" Jin Zhongming looked back at the wall around the corner.

"Thank you, I can do it myself..." Yoona refused the waiter's support, and the waiter who knew the game knew the game knew that the other party had something to say, so she followed the other party and took the initiative to retreat.

"oppa...I just wanted to ask you something." Yoona tried to stand in front of Kim Jong-ming, but in the end she was able to stabilize her body by relying on Sika's arm.

"Say." Jin Zhongming leaned against the wall and picked up his arms.

"Why are you so nice to us?" Although I had already fallen asleep once, Yoona's eyes were still not confused or distracted at this moment.

"What?" Kim Jong-ming might not have heard it clearly at first, or he simply didn't react.

"I said oppa, why are you so good to us... You are not our fans, right? You usually dislike us, right? So why are you so good to me, so good to us... You see you have done so many things for us..." Compared to your eyes, Yoona seems particularly distracted, but there is no way. This is a natural physiological reaction after drinking, which she can't control.

This time, Kim Jong-ming fully understood the other party's meaning, so he couldn't help laughing: "First of all, because I'm a good person."

"What?" This time it was Yoona's turn to feel dizzy.

"I said because I am a good person." Kim Jong-ming replied shamelessly. "As we all know, I am a pretty good person. I may not help me when I cross the road when I encounter an old lady, but I will definitely call someone who is hit by a car. So some things may look serious from your perspective, and I will be very grateful to me... But have you ever thought about that kind of thing that happens to me, I will do my best to the best of my ability... So don't take it to my heart."

How could she not take it seriously? Yuna sighed slightly in her heart, but she also recognized the other party's explanation. There are always people in this world who have some basic consciences, and some things are always willing to change. She cannot refute this seemingly fake and empty explanation. In fact, she also believes that the other party must have done something that she doesn't know about, but there are more similar things.

but……

"What else?" Yoona continued to stagger.

"And..." Kim Jong-ming looked down at Baker who was rubbing his legs. "Friends and relationships are just a matter of doing things... Not only you, but you were once acquaintances from YG, idols and funny artists who had worked in variety shows together, and actors who filmed TV series and movies together. Everyone always had a friendship. Since it was a friendship, then you can help if you could help, why not do it?"

Yuna was even more out of temper. Only then did she realize that the other party seemed to be a little more harsh on her in this regard! Every time she auditioned, she either asked herself to get out of here or just told herself not to come...

"Then...is there any more?" Yoona continued to ask tentatively.

"There is..." Kim Jong-ming paused, but nodded.

"What?"

"I don't want to say it." Kim Jong-ming smiled and glanced at Sika who was a little impatient waiting. "Yona, are you sure you want to hear it?"

"No need." Yoona also glanced at Sika holding her arm, and then did not choose to continue asking, because she was as smart as she knew, saying something was not the same as not saying it. "You guys are careful when you go back... I'll go back and lie down for a while."

"Then let's have a good rest." Jin Zhongming flicked the other party's forehead and turned around and left. "Don't always think too much..."

Looking at the other person's departure figure, Yoona, who fell to the sofa in the lobby where the other person was sitting, did not answer.

The waiter helped open the restaurant door. On September evening, in Cheongtan Cave, the glitz of midsummer rushed towards him with a unique temperature like a heat wave. In an instant, Kim Jong-ming was a little confused by the heat wave.

"Don't you drive?" Sika held Baker with one hand and grabbed Kim Jong-ming's coat with the other. Of course, the latter was more like a nominal support, but in fact, Kim Jong-ming was really not drunk to that extent.

"No need." Jin Zhongming adapted to the air outside and looked around a little. There was no problem with the crowds of people. The flow was endless, but there was no problem. Many people couldn't help but smile kindly when they saw themselves drunk. They were bored and took out their cell phones to take pictures. "It's so close... Just walk back, come and drive again tomorrow morning. But if you think you can't take care of me alone, you can try to call Ermao to come..."

"Forget it." Xika replied weakly. "That naughty child has been filming Japanese dramas very happily recently, and it has been quite hard. He still has to insist on going to school and doing his homework... In short, let her have a good rest."

"It's rare that you understand her so well." Jin Zhongming smiled slightly. "Then don't call her, let's go back directly. Uh... let's go directly north, and then walk along the river embankment after going to the Han River. It's cool there."

"Listen to you." Sika's lips curled up slightly, and she did not make any arguments or discussions.

In this way, the two passed through the lively streets of Cheongtan Cave, and then walked across the Hanjiang South Road in the tension of Xika. Then, they arrived on the embankment on the south side of the Hanjiang River... Sure enough, as Kim Jong-ming said, the wind here is probably because it is next to the Hanjiang River, which really makes it feel refreshing to the heart.

Then Kim Jong-ming put on his coat carefully, then he spread his arms and walked up the stone embankment, walking forward like a child along the embankment in the wind. Sika under the embankment led Baker while tilting his head to look at the other person, and followed the other person's footsteps step by step.

"Wood... do you like this place very much?" When I was about to come under the East Lake Bridge, Sika finally asked the first question. "It's like I especially like the balcony location at home."

"This... seems to be the same thing." Kim Jong-ming grinned. "When you are at home, you can quietly observe the prosperity of Seoul from the balcony. I like it because I can use the lively Cheongdam-dong and Apgujeong behind me as background boards; and more than that, there is also my office. I am the only one in the huge office, quiet, but when you look back, you can also overlook the entire Cheongdam-dong and Jamshi area... Have you noticed that I always like to find the quietest place in the most flashy place, and then quietly observe the glitz and lively?"

Sika nodded slightly: "I probably understand what you mean."

"Is that true?" Kim Jong-ming continued to walk two steps along the embankment without hesitation.

"Actually, just like what you said tonight, people are constantly changing their thoughts and habits as the environment changes. I am the same... But Wood, what kind of environmental changes have made you feel like now?"

"It's hard to say, I don't know." Kim Jong-ming turned around and stared at the bright lights in the south of the embankment. "Maybe it was disgust and disdain for the lights and glitz, perhaps it was envy and ambition. But no matter what the reason was, that's how I chose."

"Wood... I always had a thought in my heart." Xika suddenly stopped. The night wind blew up her hair and skirt, especially her hair. Her long hair kept fluttering in front of her, which once made Kim Jong-ming think of the summer night five years ago, but there was still Ermao at that time, and it was on the bridge.

But now, there are only two people, but they are under the bridge.

"Maomao, tell me." Jin Zhongming put down his open arms, asked with a condescending smile on his waist, "I'm listening."

"Wood, I have thought about it more than once." Sika lifted her hair, raised her head and looked at each other, with a hint of seriousness in her calm tone. "If, I mean, if, if the three of us had not met the company's scouts back then, or if I didn't insist on being an idol... I...you, would you still be here now? Or, would you still be restricted by this city and country? What kind of life should you live? Will you still have the habit of always hiding in a quiet place to watch the lights?"

"Maybe not, maybe there is." Kim Jong-ming smiled and raised his hands. "Maybe it will still have a similar life trajectory as it is now. But maybe just like you thought, I am already in another wider world, in China, in the United States, and in Europe, life may be much more exciting... But Maomao, this kind of guess is meaningless, why don't you ask? If by accident, our two families didn't meet each other and I didn't see you at all, then I..."

"I don't allow you to make such assumptions!" Sika interrupted the other party in a deep voice. "It's different."

"Why?"

"Because we have a deep conflict, many things have been connected from birth to now. Making that kind of guess means that you are not in my life, which is simply a denial of my life."

"Then the question comes." Kim Jong-ming jumped off the embankment and came to Sika. "Maomao, from the beginning, I was denied his life, but from the beginning, wasn't he denied his half-life? The fact now is that you did meet a scout from S.m that day, and then choose to be a trainee there, and then 7 years of trainee life, and then 4 years... Is the whole 11 years gone by in vain? Haven't these 11 years been integrated into your and my bones? You can't accept the time that has changed since 22 years ago. Can I accept the assumption that there is no real life in these 11 years? You can't accept the stripping me from the beginning of life. Can I accept the 11 years we have experienced together to disappear?"

"Wood, I just..." Sika was obviously at a loss when she heard the other person's slightly anxious tone. "I just felt that I had dragged down your life after hearing your conversation with Yoona..."

"Maomao, you said it yourself just now." Kim Jong-ming held the other party's shoulder and continued to walk along the embankment. "The entanglement between me and you is too deep. The bond between you and me has appeared shortly after birth. It has long been like a real blood relationship that entangles us and can never be separated again... So, you have dragged me down, so what? I am willing! As for what it is difficult to say to Yoona just now, it is natural for us... I can say that sentence first. If it wasn't for you, if it wasn't for you, if it wasn't for your teammates, what's their careers going to do with me?!"

Sika was silent for it.

Walking on the main road and crossing the East Lake Bridge, you are already at your doorstep.
Chapter completed!