Song Joong-ki, who had been busy all day, happened to be a little stunned, and the beer he brought was not touched.

While eating, the two of them chatted about work.

Song Joong Ki asked him how the cooperation was progressing.

Jing Hao told him that he had agreed to Han Ming's invitation and was going to see him soon.

Hearing this, Song Joong Ki was even happier than his client.

He knew how rare it was for Jing Hao to get such a cooperation.

At least it's harder than many others have done.

After the two people chatted briefly for a while.

At this point, the person on the phone should not be busy anymore.

Jing Hao sat at the desk, swiped open the phone screen, clicked on kakao, and looked carefully at Lin Yoona's chat box before touching it.

Girls should know the details in this area better.

Jing Hao just wanted to ask her opinion.

The rounded fingertips were just typing on the mobile phone keyboard.

His eyes suddenly glanced at the records in the chat box.

The fingers slowly stopped.

Jing Hao's eyes froze.

His avatar is next to a voice message, which has been sent.

The smile that had just curled up on his lips suddenly froze, like the lines on a wind-loaded wound, stiff and embarrassing.

For a moment, Jing Hao's breathing became heavier and heavier in his chest.

My mind is like stuffed with cotton, with no room for thoughts to swirl around.

In the past two days, all his energy was on the crew, and the rest of the time he was thinking about Jin Zhiyong and Han Ming in the academy.

He didn't even know when he sent her a voice message.

Unbelievable thoughts came to mind.

Jing Hao swallowed and deducted the tax.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then stood out.

Opening his eyes again, his fingers stiffly clicked on the voice message, and while listening, his fingertips gradually slid upward.

A piece of paper carefully selected gifts, all in sight.

The second half of the voice also continued in the empty room.

"How about you help me take a look at the gifts above? After looking for them for a long time, I think they are all liked by girls. I am a little undecided. Please help me choose one. Then you can come to my place after get off work. Often I just got it today. Bought a sandwich.”

The tone played on the receiver of the mobile phone is like sitting and coaxing a little girl, showing gentleness.

But at this time, it sounds like the dubbing of a thriller and suspense movie.

"Crack"

The cell phone suddenly fell on the table.

Jing Hao sat blankly, looking out the window, motionless.

At once.

Very unexpected...

He especially hoped that this moment was an illusion and that as long as he blinked, he would return to the normal world.

"This must be fake. I'll pinch myself and try."

"Hiss~~~"

"It hurts!"

Contrary to expectations, not only the pictures and voices on the phone screen did not disappear over time.

Even his own cheeks turned red from the exertion just now.

At this moment, Jing Hao felt that he couldn't even breathe anymore.

The whole person seems to be at two extremes of the world.

The gaze of death, and the light of rebirth.

It cracked!

I glanced at the time and saw that it had been almost four hours since I posted it.

It's impossible that Lin Yoona didn't see it, but she didn't reply to her.

Does she think that she is a love expert who is good at playing with women's emotions?

She doesn't think that she has found a new girlfriend here in Greece to satisfy her physical needs, right?

Probably not, right...?

He restrained his heart that was so nervous that it was about to explode.

Jing Hao picked up the phone again anxiously.

After thinking about it for a long time, I returned to the chat box again.

..

The night shrouds the community, and layers of bright light coatings seem to deliberately break the tranquility of the night.

In a room on the twelfth floor.

Deathly silence prevailed at this moment.

The warm light is Samanti, but has no meaning in temperature.

Various books were scattered everywhere, and clumped papers were messily spread over half of the table, falling on the carpet at their feet from time to time.

Lin Yoona's slender fingers held the pen barrel tightly, and her eyes followed the smooth lines on the tip of the pen.

Her pupils were dark, and there was no expression on her delicate cheeks.

The light above her head enveloped her whole body, and everything seemed to be in the light, but it gave her a feeling of being abandoned in a dark world.

The hair that was half pulled up was now half hanging down on me.

She seemed to be numb, sitting there all the time, as if the whole world was devoid of any color, sound, or anything.

As for Jessica, she was already on the bed behind her, yawning unsatisfactorily.

Even though it was already like this, she didn't dare to disturb or comfort her at the moment. She could only keep a certain distance quietly and stay by Lin Yuner's side.

Jung Soo-yeon noticed that the person in front of her, who was writing the biographies of the script tonight, had been carrying very unstable personal emotions during the past few hours.

Otherwise, how could she be so paranoid? She is so paranoid that she is obviously not particularly anxious.

But she was very extreme in not eating or drinking, as if she was competing with herself?

When Jessica was in the team, I saw how serious she was when writing biographies, but at that time, she just didn't speak.

But today, Lin Yoona is like a lifeless sculpture.

Jessica wondered, what did Jing Hao do to make her so crazy?

He turned over in bed and searched all the major forums and search engines for the state of people when they are broken up in love. He found that most of them were either talking about distress, overeating, or being in love.

On a shopping spree,'

However, there is no such thing as Lin Yuner's expression of no emotion at this moment.

Jessica was still thinking in her mind, why could the misunderstanding be so deep? Haven't they already given in and are trying to coax her?

At this time, her cell phone, which she tapped on the table, vibrated with news coming in.

Lin Yoona held the pencil between her fingers, and the lead broke.

The deep pupils flickered slightly.

Immediately afterwards, she threw the pencil in her hand into the trash can, replaced it with a new one, and continued writing.

After her thoughts were confused, dozens of seconds later, another piece of scrap paper was thrown carelessly by the table.

Lin Yun'er's eyes followed the mobile phone lying over there, and the pen in her hand fell on the blank paper, no longer interested in writing.

Finally, he put down the pencil, took the phone over, and opened it.

Jing Hao:【Are you asleep?】

Jing Hao: [Are you busy with something else?]

Lin Yoona was silent for a moment: [No.]

Lin Yoona:【Busy.】

The person on the other side was quiet for a while, as if he was afraid of disturbing her or was thinking about something else.

Jing Hao: [Information, have you read it? 】

Lin Yun'er's breath suddenly felt a little unstable, but she suppressed it deliberately and typed with her fingers a little harder.

Lin Yoona:【Yeah.】
To be continued...