"What should I do? It seems that I have been misunderstood."
Questions that I didn't expect to get answered, with a raised tone like teasing a child, lingered in the quiet air.
"Woof!"
Letting Kim Taeyeon stroke her head, Sparks, who had eaten and drank enough, lay on the floor painted by the sun, staring at the person in front of her.
"But, I don't know what I want to do now, especially since my reason is telling me to stay away from him."
Kim Taeyeon let go of her hand and sat in front of Hua Hua, looking at her big house and sighing lazily.
Do you want to say goodbye to Lin Zengxian?
Such a family background made her feel powerless.
However, if you really give up, you will feel a little unwilling.
In fact, Lin Zengxian's life is full of his own style, and there are very few traces left by his family on him.
"What do you think I should do?"
With her palms facing up and the back of her hands on the floor, Kim Taeyeon looked down at Sparks. While feeling uneasy, she felt that Sparks was a considerate pet.
The "little guy" was extremely quiet at the moment, looking at Kim Taeyeon intently, as if watching her face, and put his paw on her palm and rubbed it gently.
Tsk, but the owner of Sparks was not so considerate towards her.
"So annoying!"
Gritting her teeth and shaking her hair, Kim Taeyeon gave up thinking and fell back, lying on the floor.
"Give up, give up, give up! Ignore him!"
Clenching her fist and slamming it on the floor, Kim Taeyeon took a deep breath and expressed her conclusion loudly.
"Woo."
I don't know when, Sparks had moved to her side, gently arched her shoulders, and sounded a little aggrieved.
"Spark, unless his life is Dr. Lin's life, we are people from two different worlds."
Touching the sparks, Kim Taeyeon's eyes were clear and clear, her tone was sure, without any hesitation.
In fact, she knew everything and was just venting her emotions.
"Don't think about these things anymore, Sparks, can you help me get my phone?"
Kim Taeyeon raised her hand to indicate the size of her phone, and then pointed to the square table in front of the sofa. Sparks immediately ran over.
"Thank you, good boy."
Seeing Hua Hua running back with the phone in her mouth, Kim Taeyeon stood up and hugged the "little guy", and in the blink of an eye she met the dissatisfied eyes of her pet dog "Jinze".
The guy was lying in his nest, staring here with his eyelids squinting.
"Kanazawa, if I ask you to help me get my phone, you won't understand."
Raising an inconspicuous eyebrow at Jin Ze, Kim Taeyeon moved herself to the cushion and unlocked the phone screen.
When I'm bored, I open Instagram and take a look.
Like many other artists, she has a public Instagram account for marketing her image and communicating with fans, but she also has a "small account" that only she knows about.
Now she is logged in with the "small account".
"Does this guy really only have medicine in mind?"
Randomly scrolling through her watch list, her fingertips finally landed on Lin Zengxian's ID. Kim Taeyeon clicked on it and found that there were still only those related to medicine.
Ever since she followed Lin Zengxian's account, this account only had content like this.
"If that's the case, that would be great."
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"Is it really good?"
Looking at Bae Zhuhyun lying on the bed in the bedroom playing with her mobile phone, Jiang Seulgi scratched her hair and looked a little hesitant.
"There's nothing we can do about it. Unnie, she won't be able to walk much for the time being. Her foot injury hasn't healed yet. Let's bring it back to her."
Standing at the door of the dormitory, Sun Shengwan shrugged, then opened the door of the dormitory and listened.
Although they are still strictly controlled by the company, they can now go out for a walk quietly, or like the captain, hide a mobile phone for themselves.
"Unnie, let's go out then."
Knocking lightly on the door frame, Jiang Seulqi walked away slowly.
Having debuted despite being scolded, the captain has always been under a lot of pressure.
But how great the pressure is can only be felt by the captain herself. As a relative and friend who has struggled together in the practice room for many years, she cannot empathize.
"I know, don't play too late, pay attention to safety."
Leaning on the soft pillow, Pei Zhuxuan looked at the screen of her mobile phone and instinctively reminded her teammates, even though she knew that the two people who went out were very reassuring.
"The sea? Where is the sea?"
Looking away from the phone screen, Pei Zhuhyun's eyes rolled around.
On the screen was a landscape photo, with the endless sea and the sky alongside the sea in sight.
Just like the mobile phone he kept privately, the landscape photo that Bae Joo Hyun is looking at now was seen on Instagram.
The company did not open an Instagram account for her, and she now uses a private "small account" that only she knows.
The ID of this "small account" is called "iamreallyirene".
Although "Irene" is her stage name, many Internet celebrities use this title as their ID, and she does not post photos on her "small account", so there is no risk of her identity being exposed.
"I can't think of anything... I really want to see the sea."
After stretching, Pei Zhuhyun gave up thinking and talked to herself in the quiet bedroom.
She has never been to many places, and the account she is following obviously travels all over the world, so it is normal for her to not be able to guess where the sea is.
After enduring a long wait and a lot of scolding, she stood on the stage and received the trophy from the three major TV stations. She tried her best to absorb all the pressure, but she never let go.
It's like knowing that you are trapped in a golden dream, but you cannot wake up, and you have been unable to wake up for a long time.
Looking at this "sea", an idea suddenly came to her.
I want to go out for a walk and see a new world.
[Mr. John, where is the sea?]
There is a private message function on Instagram, but her account has never sent a private message to anyone, so after typing this line on a whim, her fingertips stopped on the screen and did not press it.
She has been following this account called "iamnotjohn" for two years, and this account does not follow anyone, but only posts some scenery photos from time to time, including scenery from all over the world.
This is her space to relax and see the places she wants to visit but hasn't been yet.
She is willing to be trapped in a dream, willing to be stung by the reality of the dream, and pursue a wish that is destined to bring regrets. She does not regret doing so.
But the more this happens, the more she yearns for the "sea" that has no edge at a glance.
"Mr. John, where is the sea?"
Talking to herself, the focus of her eyes gradually stopped, and her fingertips rubbed the screen, as if touching the edge of the waves.
The waves are so close, it seems that as long as you stretch out your hands harder, you can catch them and ride the waves to the distance.
"Why?"
By the time she came to her senses, her fingertips were firmly pressed on the screen of her phone.