"Just make these three glasses of wine." Sunny suddenly let out a long sigh after watching the other party finish drinking. "I forgive you. Because at least, Kim Jong-ming in Lee Soon-kyu's life is quite interesting... Although you are so interesting, it will tie me up even more."

"Thank you." Kim Jong-ming lowered his head and smiled.

"Where is Zhaoyan Oni?" Sunny suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhaoyan, who had not spoken much. "Do you have any specific ideas about your future in life?"

"Am I?" Zhaoyan, who had been holding her cheeks, suddenly became a little panicked. "I don't know..."

Jin Zhongming was slightly stunned.

"To be honest." Park So-yeon put down his arms on the table under Kim Jong-ming's gaze, and his emotions eased a little. "I really didn't think about it very carefully... but I always have some urgent feelings, such as wanting to make more money..."

"It's OK." Kim Jong-ming smiled slightly. "It's natural for most people to make more money for their sense of security. Don't always look at sunny. Everyone has different ideas and should be respected."

Zhaoyan smiled embarrassedly: "Actually, one of your words is right, it is a sense of security... The things that happened between 2006 and 2007 made me constantly... seek a sense of security."

Jin Zhongming gave a smile of understanding.

"Of course, I actually understand that debut cannot bring a sense of security, and money cannot. Some things in fate cannot be saved by debut or money..." Zhaoyan continued, then stopped in the middle, poured herself a glass of soju and then drank like Sunny. "But, I was still looking for something similar. I found it, but it was not enough, and I went to find new ones... I wanted to make my combination better, want more people to recognize me, want others to listen to me more, and want to be closer to people who can bring me a sense of security... Although I understand in my heart that doing this is meaningless, because it will become empty and panic again soon, I will still do this... It's like a child who endured hunger in childhood. When she grew up, she always kept buying bread and stuffed it into the refrigerator, and finally threw it away. This search process itself is a comfort."

Kim Jong-ming and Sunny fell silent together.

"Actually... I am the same in love, always dreaming about unrealistic things, longing for unrealistic things." Park So-yeon finally learned another move from sunny before, that is, pouring a glass of soju into his throat like drinking water to quench his thirst, but he rarely choked. "But I also understand that if I really put the opportunity in front of me, I might try to fall in love, and I will definitely be afraid of marriage... So I prefer the feeling of constant approaching, but I don't want to really clarify, and then... "

"I can't wait to make it clear and express it... that's what Miss Han Enjing did." Sunny sniffed slightly.

"Yes, that's Enjing's way." Zhaoyan replied with a flushed face. "I can never learn it because I don't want to learn it. Zhong Ming... won't you laugh at me, right?"

"How could that happen?" Kim Jong-ming stood up and filled another glass of wine for Park So-yeon sitting opposite him. "If it did not cause harm to others, there is no right to laugh at other people's lifestyles and inner thoughts."

"What about you?" Zhaoyan raised her head and asked. "Zhong Ming, what is your life like in your heart? What do you hope your future will be? I... have always been curious."

"My?" Kim Jong-ming pushed his fingers against his face for two rounds, obviously thinking about this issue seriously, while Sunny next to him and Zhao Yeon opposite him stared at him seriously.

"It's probably like that." Kim Jong-ming didn't let these two wait for a long time. In fact, he answered very quickly. His previous thinking was more like a teasing. "My thoughts have always been very specific. For example, I hope that I will be in ten years... my family is alive, my relationship is stable and has results, and there are many friends. There are still more than two confidants like today who can come out to eat hot pot and drink at any time. Then, together, "Ten Years of Night Rain in the Jianghu"... Sunny Don't look at me so contempt. It's really your fault that you have no education... Then, when you drink like this, talk about your previous ten years. Of course, you can also have various regrets about the past like now, but when facing the next ten years... you are still upright and full of confidence!"

"It's so extravagant!" Sunny gave a very pertinent evaluation.

"That's right." Zhao Yan, who was a little drunk, nodded immediately.

"You guys!" Kim Jong-ming shook his head with a smile. "I have lived so forward-looking since I was a child... What is the result? Isn't this the case? Why can't I live a more luxurious life with such good conditions?"

"Indeed." Sunny suddenly nodded again. "If it were you, it would be possible to live so luxuriously... Koreans say that Kim Jong-ming is the best 20th generation in Asia..."

"That's right." Zhaoyan nodded again.

"Average, second in Asia." Kim Jong-ming smiled slightly. "The Korean Peninsula hides dragons and creeps in the 3,000-mile country next year, and it will appear in the model of a great man from the sky!"

"Nonsense!" Sunny slapped Kim Jong-ming on the back with annoyance.

"That's right." Zhaoyan made this unknown voice again.

"I'm drunk." Jin Zhongming tilted his head and looked at the girl opposite him.

"Yeah." Sunny nodded as well. "I have experience with this. Let me feel better when I see mine."

Kim Jong-ming stared at Sunny, a veteran of the restaurant, and saw that the girl asked the boss for half a glass of hot water, then poured half a bottle of soju and handed it to Zhaoyan, who was already drunk.

"Come to Zhao Yeon Oni, hot water." Sunny stuffed this big glass of 'water wine' into Zhao Yeon's hand in a stunned state. "It will be much better to drink it."

"That's right." Zhao Yan still had two words, then drank half a cup in one breath... and then he slapped on the table with a "bang".

Kim Jong-ming: “…”

Baker: "…"

That's right, even Baker, who was gnawing on the bones next to him, was shocked by this sound, and then held his head high above the table and stared at the three people on the table for a long time.

"Will her agent come?" Sunny sat back on her seat as if nothing had happened.

"Oh... I said I had made an appointment." Jin Zhongming finally came back to his senses.

"That's easy... we don't have to worry about it, we'll sleep comfortably." Sunny looked like a table tutor. "We can continue drinking. I have made an appointment with the agent Oppa and asked him to pick me up at one o'clock in the morning..."

"Don't your agent be upset?"

"Pani often made an appointment with her agent until two o'clock in the morning but picked her up in the nightclub..."

Jin Zhongming was speechless again and fell silent.

"So...what did you say before I came?" Sunny changed himself and Kim Jong-ming to a new cup and filled the soju again.

"That's about Yoona and Yuri... Of course, she also said afterwards... she felt very subtle about you." Kim Jong-ming took the wine glass with some difficulty.

"Hey!" sunny suddenly laughed.

"What does laughter mean?" Jin Zhongming lowered his head and took a sip of wine.

"I know why she feels subtle to me." Sunny looked at Kim Jong-ming with his head tilted. "I didn't have much contact with her, but when she first came into contact, she noticed...I am her rival in love!"

Kim Jong-ming suddenly wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh.

"I won't say much to you at that time. She is a delicate girl. Although she may not have much thought about you at that time, she must have noticed it." Sunny talked with the wine glass. "Then we both ended up fruitlessly. But she didn't know all this. She just found the so-called "sense of security" in you in the following time... and the image I appeared with you was very impressed by her, so she felt particularly delicate about me..."

"A good inference...but why are you so arrogantly describing other people's thoughts here?" Jin Zhongming asked calmly.

"Because I have had a similar mood." Sunny kept looking at Kim Jong-ming with his head tilted. "I... I also found that sense of security and dependence in you when I went to the beach. Although it was very short, it was also very true, so there were later things. By the same token, my sense of Sika was really subtle at that time..."

Kim Jong-ming finally laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Sunny asked, tilting his head.

"It's been five years...Maomao, Ermao, Chulong, Endi, Stella, and Hris... Of course, you are really cute."

"Isn't it cute now?" Sunny couldn't help laughing... and routinely sucked his short nose.

"The little lion with short-haired golden hair is also very cute now." Jin Zhongming raised his hand and rubbed the other person's head.

"The sweater is good." Sunny also reached out and twisted the other party's collar without showing any weakness.

"Thank you, Chulong chose it."

“Another drink.”

"Okay...ah!"

"What's wrong?"

"I just remembered the sweater. Chulong entrusts it to... In short, I forgot to feed the cat... It seems that I have been hungry for more than 15 hours."

"Then don't worry, your family is over anyway."

"It's in a cage." Kim Jong-ming added.

"Then you don't have to worry about it, you can't starve to death anyway."

“It’s right!”

"Boss, let's have two more bottles of soju." Sunny turned around and waved his hands familiarly.

Kim Jong-ming lowered his head and smiled again.

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