Chapter five hundred and seventy-eight collection of stories in singing
ps:578... The rage is the complete chapter of this chapter. Yesterday, many people saw signs of light and shadow. Well, it is indeed starting to slowly close the line, but I didn't close the line so quickly. There are still many contents that I haven't written. Don't panic. In addition, some app users opened the book review and told the book that it lost contact, and took it off the shelves and re-collected it can solve this problem.
Li Haoyang and the girls of Exid had a sumptuous dinner. After leaving the hotel, the streets of Seoul were already covered with neon lights. Tang Jinyan looked up at the stars in the sky, and didn't know what he was thinking for a long time.
The crow couldn't help asking, "Where is Brother Jiu going now?"
Tang Jinyan thought for a long time before saying, "Go out of the city and have a walk."
The crow glanced at him and said nothing. When he got into the car, he stepped on the accelerator and headed straight to the cottage outside the suburbs.
He knew that it was only a destination for Brother Jiu to go to the suburbs. He didn't go much this year, and occasionally he would bring some new collections to put in. But today, he didn't bring anything, and he just wanted to go and see it, but he had never been there before.
"I'm sick again." This is the crow's inner monologue.
When they arrived at the place, both of them were stunned. There was a Hyundai car parked outside the woods, and it seemed that someone was in the woods.
Tang Jinyan got out of the car, stared at Hyundai for a while, and shook his head. He didn't know that Zheng Endi bought the car, or even when Zheng Endi learned to drive. Everyone said that he could never forget her, but the fact is that she was always out of his sight. Even when the new song was released, it was someone told him.
Tang Jinyan sighed and slowly walked into the forest. The lights on the outside of the wooden house were bright, and the dim yellow lights above the building faintly shone out of the window, as if music was floating out, which was not very clear.
"Crack..." Tang Jinyan pushed open the door, and the classical music came clearly from the upstairs in an instant, as if he was covered by music so that he could not hear his arrival. He slowly went upstairs and stood by the door to watch in. The vinyl on the player slowly rotated with melodious melody. Zheng Endi's familiar back was sorting out films by the wall, as if he was sorting various films.
Tang Jinyan looked quietly for a while, and finally raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Zheng Endi's back froze, his hands shook, and a piece of vinyl fell down and hit her forehead. Zheng Endi hugged his head in distress and turned around, and the two of them looked at each other.
"For so long..." Tang Jinyan suddenly spoke: "This is the first time I met together."
Zheng Endi seemed to sigh, and didn't know what he was nervous before, so he smiled again: "It's normal to meet once for so long."
"When I came here for the first time, were you afraid that I would suddenly appear?"
"Well……"
Tang Jinyan continued to ask: "Can you?"
Zheng Endi said helplessly: "When I first came, I really thought you would appear." After a pause, he said: "You didn't show up, so I feel relieved a lot and come more diligently."
Tang Jinyan said lightly: "Are you relieved... or disappointed?"
Zheng Endi's face changed slightly: "Tang Jinyan... Do you know what you are talking about?"
"Isn't it just teasing you..." Tang Jinyan said casually, but his eyes turned away and did not look at her.
Zheng Endi said contemptuously: "Either you just point the gun at my head and say you can wrap me up, or be my brother-in-law and don't do this."
Tang Jinyan smiled, walked slowly in, walked through the room, and walked towards the balcony.
It seemed like there was a kind of demonic nature. Zheng Endi followed behind without realizing it, and when he realized it, he was already standing with him on the balcony.
The spring was chilly and the night wind blew, and both of them were shocked. Tang Jinyan subconsciously unbuttoned his coat as if he wanted to put it on her, but as soon as he unbuttoned, he put down his hand. Zheng Endi stared at his hand for a while, and laughed out loud.
Tang Jinyan narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "I'm very conflicted, Zheng Endi."
Zheng Endi was still studying his hand and asked casually: "What's the contradiction?"
"Chulong advised me not to attack you, and I also felt that it seemed too much. But I couldn't calm down my regrets and became a knot in my heart. Can you please untie it?"
Zheng Endi looked at him with a strange look for a while, as if he wanted to curse, but he held it back and turned to look at the dark woods: "You really have to say this, you are so thick-skinned that you can't even penetrate the bullets."
"You are a tomboy yourself. Since you are a man, let's be more straightforward."
"It cannot be solved. Unless you force me, I will not go with you. You may really have to go to the end with this difficult regret for the rest of your life."
"This is said maliciously as if it was revenge on me, but are you really sorry to you between us? Jung Eun-di?"
"..." Zheng Endi was stunned for a moment, a hint of regret flashed through his eyes, and he lowered his head and stopped talking.
Tang Jinyan didn't speak, and the scene calmed down for a moment. The night wind blew, with only the tireless music in the room behind him, and the two of them's clothes roaring in the wind.
"But..." Zheng Endi suddenly spoke, with an unprecedented weakness in his voice: "If you miss it, you miss it... Tang Jinyan..."
One was too late, the other missed it. Sometimes Tang Jinyan would really doubt what he had done for this life, and he was really fucking. He took a deep breath, barely kept himself calm, and asked lightly: "Do you know my intention to build this house?"
Zheng Endi smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's just to see that the person who is unforgettable to me is me. Give me a place to remember for me to wander. This is your revenge on me, Tang Jinyan."
"Are you regretting?" Tang Jinyan said: "I used to be only watching you."
Zheng Endi pursed his lips and said for a while: "Yes."
To put it bluntly, it is still a dead end. If Zheng Endi slowly forgets to leave without regrets, it means that Tang Jinyan’s regrets can no longer be erased. Let Tang Jinyan make up for regrets means that Zheng Endi will be his little eighth, little nineh, little sixteenth with eternal regrets.
"It's not a win-win situation, right?"
"Yes, so I can't help you. Why don't you help me?"
Tang Jinyan shook his head and laughed: "You are really... heartless."
"Actually, isn't it good to be a friend?" Jung Eun said: "Our personality, if we are friends, we will be very good friends."
"Yes, maybe our relationship was wrong from the beginning."
"That's because you, the rapist, did not give us a chance to position us! You pretended to be yelling that I wanted thousands of miles to be jealous of South Korea, and then I pressed it down. Taking off my pants is more quick than myself. Have you ever given a chance to position me?"
He was clearly talking about something he didn't want to look back at that time, but Zheng Endi spoke very naturally, with a smile on his lips. He was scolding him, but Tang Jinyan seemed to be scolded very happily. After hearing this, he laughed: "That's right." He paused and said strangely: "Even though nothing was solved, his mood suddenly improved a lot."
Jung Eun-di blinked his eyes and pointed his finger at his nose: "Because I am Jung Eun-di."
In front of those smiling eyes, even his dark heart was ripped brightly, Zheng Endi, as if he was haze and sorrow, struggle and entanglement, conspiracy and calculation, never in the same dimension as her.
"It's really... two years have passed, and it has never changed."
"Have you been two years?"
"It happened to be two years ago, the day I first met you was March of 12 years."
"Why do you remember so clearly?"
"Because you released a new song at that time, and that was the only song I didn't listen to you singing anything, and except that, every song of you is singing the traces between you and me."
Jung Eun-di's eyes widened.
Tang Jinyan continued: "If listening to t-ara's songs is a kind of enjoyment for me, then your songs can only be a kind of torture for me, but I am so humble that I want to seek torture myself, and I don't miss every song... In fact, starting from "hush", I listened to all your songs, and that's our collection of stories."
Jung Eundi said weakly: "Is it so magical?"
Tang Jinyan smiled and said, "Remember it yourself, right?"
Jung Eun-di scratched her head and thought about it, it seemed like this was really... From "hush" to now, it seems that every song is explaining their footprints.
"Su Yeon said that there are not so many things for idols, and what to do, what to sing. But I think this theory cannot be applied to you. It is almost the same as if you sang it to me on purpose. Singers are no longer the only ones who are considered to be yours. Come on, I am looking forward to what your next song will be..." Tang Jinyan said, turned around and entered the house, and went downstairs all the way. Zheng Endi stood there with a strange look, watching him disappear from the stairs, and then watching him appear downstairs.
Tang Jinyan looked up, and Zheng Endi was still looking at him from the balcony. He smiled, waved his hand, and left with great strides.
Chapter completed!