Chapter 192 You can, call me, Aunt Li (two in one)
Jing Hao: [(Life is just like this.jpg)]
Jing Hao: [Are you chatting with other guys? 】
Jing Hao: [I feel so uncomfortable. I’m going to go find other little sisters.]
She only wasted a minute or two, and a series of messages and emoticons came in her favor.
Lin Yoona tilted her head cutely, leaning against the glass of the window, her face in shadow, and the corners of her lips raised.
Lin Yuner:【How dare you!】
Lin Yoona lowered her gaze, her loose hair sliding down the side of her face, and she typed without any expression: "So, how many little sisters do you have?"
Jing Hao:【】
Jing Hao:【What?】
Lin Yoona sent him the quote he said.
Jing Hao:【No.】
Jing Hao: [I don’t have a little sister.]
Lin Yuner frowned slightly: [Then what is this?]
Jing Hao explained helplessly: [Internet jokes, these are outdated. 】
Jing Hao was quiet for a few seconds, then sent it to her as if he was laughing: [Are you chatting with me in another parallel time and space?]
Lin Yoona was suddenly confused: [Parallel world?]
Jing Hao was speechless: [....]
He only felt that if he had the chance, it was necessary to help Lin Yuner with tutoring.
From Lin Yoona's perspective, in her seemingly rigorous logical thinking.
There are not many little sisters, that is, there is still a possibility of existence.
Lin Yuner pursed her lips and typed slowly: [Then who is your little sister?]
Jing Hao suddenly seemed to be unable to answer when asked.
Jing Hao: [I...]
Lin Yuner's eyes were faint: [Ah? Is she a woman I can't know about? 】
..
Jinghao half-reclined on the chair.
My eyes were fixed on this sentence, and there was a little ambiguous emotion about to stir up in spring. Something deep inside seemed to be no longer concealable.
The knuckles holding the phone were clenched so tightly that it was difficult to keep calm, and the smile gradually deepened.
He stood up and opened the window in front of him to let in the air, trying to calm himself down.
After a minute of silence, he sat down again.
Before, when chatting with his classmates in China, he couldn't catch the jokes and jokes on the Internet, which made people laugh at him for a long time. Jing Hao even thought that he was already lagging behind enough.
Unexpectedly, now, there is a little fool who is even further behind than myself.
In the quiet room, Jing Hao laughed out loud and responded to her question: "I told you I don't have a little sister. I'm currently single. It's not like you don't know this, and I'm not centrally air-conditioned."
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Lin Yoona:【Central air conditioning...?】
Lin Yoona: [You guys, you have so many interesting words?]
Jing Hao:【....】
I can't bring myself to chat with Lin Yoona at all.
Are you sure she's not from another planet?
Unable to hide the smile spreading between her eyebrows.
Jing Hao lowered his eyes and typed, with a gentle smile in his eyes: [I only like you, and it’s not like you don’t know it.]
The chat box immediately became quiet, and the night breeze blew in through the half-open window, bringing with it a slight chill.
Lin Yuner's heart was pounding as if a deer had entered by mistake.
...
It was finally almost time to shoot.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhao Yu took Jing Hao into the conference room of the design department.
His clean and fluffy hair hangs between his eyebrows. He is wearing a light blue denim shirt and tan cropped pants with slightly curved cuffs.
His eyes were clear and shining, and there was a slight smile on his lips, gentle and elegant.
The proportion of women in the design department was half that of men. The moment Jing Hao walked in, his exclamations and burning gaze were not concealed at all.
Zhao Yu walked to the conference table and introduced Jing Hao, who had come with him, before speaking to the employees in the audience.
In fact, many people had already seen Jing Hao when he came here last time, and Jing Hao was also in the news. For a company that places advertisements in the entertainment industry, the employees basically know Jing Hao.
people.
"In the next quarter, we invite Jing Haoxi to star in our company's new commercial and shoot with Lin Yoona. We won't have too many negotiations with you at work for the time being."
"But I also hope that in future cooperation, everyone can live in harmony with Jing Haoxi."
Zhao Yu's attitude in normal work was completely different from what Jing Hao had seen a few times before. His expression was cold and his tone was extremely intimidating.
His words carried an undeniable sense of oppression and a strong sense of command, penetrating the entire conference room.
The employees sitting in the audience applauded and welcomed him.
Jing Hao was not very used to such deliberate introductions and attention, so after briefly introducing himself, he nodded his thanks and walked to the empty seat under the stage.
The memories arranged by Zhao Yu lasted about half an hour. The rest was mainly for the employees to report on the completion progress of the various tasks at hand, as well as the popularity of the products on the market recently.
At the end of the recollection, Zhao Yu looked at everyone and said seriously: "The last thing is more important."
He put his hands on the table on the stage and leaned forward slightly.
"Lim Yoona, xi, will be shooting here this week, so starting from today, everyone should adjust their work focus appropriately and make sure to make a perfect shooting."
After explaining the matter, Zhao Yu ended his memories.
As soon as he walked out of the conference room, the employees in the audience immediately started talking in groups.
"Is this Jing Hao going to be filmed together with Lin Yoona xi?"
"After all, he is a very enthusiastic person, so the company values him so much."
"Oh my gosh, look at this person. Just because of his appearance, he is destined to be an artist. His starting point is much higher than that of most people."
After the meeting, Jing Hao left the Innisfree building and returned to his hotel. At this moment, the vibrating sound of messages on his mobile phone in his pocket suddenly started ringing.
The screen showed Lin Yoona.
Jinghao walked behind the table, sat down, and opened the kakao.
Lin Yoona:【How do you feel?】
Originally, Jing Hao was a little worried because it was his first time filming an advertisement.
The thoughts that had been tense all day suddenly relaxed.
A smile appeared inadvertently between his brows and eyes.
Jing Hao replied to her: [It's good, but the staff are a bit too enthusiastic. 】
Lin Yoona expressed curiosity: [What kind of enthusiasm method? I want to hear it.]
Lin Yoona seems to be very interested in knowing his current situation at this moment.
Looking back on this day, the staff members all took the initiative to come up and chat with him when they saw him.
Jing Hao couldn't formulate a brief reply to her at the moment.
The two chatted briefly for a while and then ended the chat.
...
In the community where Jessica lives.
Lin Yoona finally finished writing the character biography at hand while not going to Innisfree today.
He and Jessica ate some simple meals casually. After the two of them washed up, they returned to their rooms.
After nine o'clock in the evening.
After blow-drying her hair, Lin Yoona wore a pure cotton dress and pajamas. She sat at the desk and turned on the computer, ready to check her email.
The room was quiet, with the gauze curtains barely concealing the night outside.
There was only the sound of shallow breathing and the sound of the mouse sliding.
Lin Yoona held her chin with one hand and stared at the dense emails on the computer screen seriously.
At this time, the mobile phone placed on the bed suddenly vibrated continuously.
Unprovoked, it gives people a sense of oppression after silence.
Lin Yoona stopped scrolling the mouse, stood up and walked to the bed, leaned over and reached out to pick up the phone.
What was displayed on the screen was an unfamiliar phone number.
The vibrating sound of the phone continued. Without thinking too much, Lin Yoona pressed the answer button and returned to the desk again.
"How about Saiyou? Which one?"
She asked in a gentle voice and politely.
But there was silence on that side.
Lin Yoona lowered her eyes and glanced at the status of the phone screen, which showed the call status.
She then asked again: "How about Saiyou? Who are you?"
This time it was only a few seconds before the other party finally spoke.
"Do you want to know about your mother?..."
At this moment, Lin Yoona felt as if her heart was being torn open.
The clear thoughts in my head were blown to pieces by a "bang".
The air suddenly became thinner, and the deep part of the throat seemed to be blocked by turbid air, making it difficult to breathe.
The knuckles of her fingers were slightly bent on the fuselage, and the squeeze became tighter and tighter. She took a deep breath and hurriedly wanted to hang up the phone.
The other person seemed to have anticipated her thoughts and said slowly: "Don't hang up the phone yet. Do you really don't want to know who your mother is? Where is she now?"
The slender fingers hanging on the table clenched silently. Lin Yuner held back, stabilized her breathing, and opened her mouth.
The tone was extremely cold: "Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is, do you want to know about your mother?"
Lin Yoona laughed at herself: "It doesn't matter whether you know it or not. She kept me, my father, and Ernie alone since we were young. When she ran away, I had already forgotten about this person."
"Have you seen my little sister?"
Lin Yuner's eyes narrowed: "How do you know this person?"
"What does she have to do with you?"
On the other side of the phone, he said slowly: "I know much more than you think."
Lin Yuner closed her eyes. A series of past events such as her mother, her little sister, etc., disrupted her thoughts.
She opened her eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Just tell me. I believe that if there was nothing wrong, this call would not come. Let me tell you first, what do you want to do when you call me?"
"It saves trouble to talk to someone who is happy." The woman on the other side of the phone chuckled.
Then he continued: "When you return to China, call me again and I will tell you something."
Lin Yoona: "Everything?"
The woman laughed again: "That's definitely not the case. I still have to hold a few cards in my hand, and there are some things that if you know now, it won't be a good thing for anyone."
"That's it, we'll see you again when you return to China."
"Oh, by the way." The woman seemed to have remembered something and said the last sentence to Lin Yuner.
"My name is Li Fuzhen, you can call me Aunt Li."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Yoona slammed the phone on the table. Lin Yoona stood up and opened the curtains, and the blurry lights outside the window came into her pupils.
Her heart was in turmoil.
My mother, who ran away from home, deliberately disgusted her little sister when she first debuted. What is she hiding?
Somehow, she felt that there were many unexplainable mysteries surrounding her head.
But I couldn't see anything clearly.
The head of the head was blown by the crescent-white light, which cast a thin halo over Lin Yuner's body.
What made her breathing disordered and her mood confused the most was that strange "mother".
Lin Yoona put her hands on the table, curled her knuckles, and tried her best to restrain her body. The sweat on her back slowly soaked into her pajamas.
I just felt that the heavy feeling in my chest was getting heavier and heavier, and I didn't know when the tears started to fall one by one, hitting the back of my hands heavily.
"Mother", what a kind word?
But ever since I can remember, I have never had any memory of this woman in my memory.
When I was a child, every time I went to school, I would see other classmates, including Lin Yoona, who was taken to and from school by her mother. In my simple heart, I felt a strong sense of gap that never disappeared.
She once innocently asked her father: "Abba, why do other children have their mothers to take care of them, but I don't?"
When she was little, she didn't know very well, but when she grew up, she had some answers of her own.
Lin Yoona bit her lip, not wanting to make any sound.
In the silent night, every moment became very painful, turning this foreign city into an eternal sinking state.
Lin Yuner breathed a sigh of relief. The prefect wiped away his cheap tears, lowered his head and picked up the mobile phone on the table.
She opened kakao and directly entered the pinned chat box.
..
Jing Hao and Song Joong Ki had dinner, and when they came back, it was almost nine o'clock.
After simply cleaning up and washing up, he returned to the room, turned on the computer, found the data about Jin's father that Li Yanxi had sent to him, and began to sort out some of the information at hand.
At this time, the mobile phone placed aside vibrated with a message.
Jing Hao opened the screen.
Lin Yoona: [Can you stay with me for a while? 】
Jing Hao didn't know what happened to her, but Lin Yoona's simple words revealed a rare sense of helplessness.
Jing Hao typed and replied quickly: [Okay.]
The other party was silent for a few seconds and then texted: [I want to ask you a question.]
Jing Hao: [You say it, I’m listening.]
Lin Yoona: [I saw a short film.]
Jing Hao lowered his eyes and looked at the screen seriously. Lin Yuner's rare sharing made his eyebrows darken.
The typing icon above the chat box was beating all the time. He waited patiently for her.