After Those Years of Misery

Turns out to be a fanatical fan, but this female fan looks so punctual, Jin Minzhe curled his lips and smiled. Not to mention, this guy smiles very brightly, and it's really nice to look up close.

Tong Wenya reached out and hugged Jin Minzhe affectionately, picked up the phone and snapped a few photos.

Jin Minzhe always smiled to cooperate with her, and took the initiative to put her arms around her waist, his face was also close. Just wanting to bring back the most satisfying photos for Xiao Keji, Tong Wenya didn't realize how affectionate she and Jin Minzhe seemed, until-"Such a fanatical Hahan, don't you feel embarrassed to the people?"

A cold questioning sounded behind her, Tong Wenya turned her head and saw that Xiao Ye didn't know when she was standing behind her.

So embarrassing, he must have seen the shameful picture of her falling to the ground.

Tong Wenya's face blushed, just about to say something without shameless face, I was speaking Korean. Seeing Xiao Ye's big hand on Cha Yanxiu's waist for a moment, he didn't seem to feel ashamed of him anymore.

"It's not shameful, although it's a bit awkward, I didn't eat Korean soft rice anyhow."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Jin Minzhe with a sweet smile, and said greasyly, "Ouba, Chalanghey."

Continue to take pictures, ignoring the existence of Xiao Ye and that daughter.

Xiao Ye's face turned black and black. Cha Yanxiu didn't know what Chiliquala said in his ear. Anyway, seeing his evil smile, he whispered in Cha Yanxiu's ear for a while, and the two of them hugged each other very affectionately Up.

"Wait!" Tong Wenya still called Xiao Ye. He stopped and looked back at her indifferently, "Something?"

"Yes, I want to talk to you alone."

"Ouba, &**@￥#￥%." Cha Yanxiu pouted and shook her body to act like a baby. Tong Wenya didn't understand her, but it was not difficult to guess what she meant. I don't want her to talk to Xiao Ye alone, I want him to go with her.

"It only takes five minutes, okay?" Tong Wenya ignored Cha Xiuyan, only looking at Xiao Ye.

"No, I have nothing to talk to you." After speaking indifferently, Xiao Ye rubbed Che Yanxiu's hair gently and left.

"Xiao Ye!" Tong Wenya ran a few steps to block their way, "Since you can't talk alone, let's talk in front of her. I just want to ask you, what is the relationship between you and Jin Songren. Back then, you went to the charm What the **** club is going to do, why only you live by coincidence. Do you know in advance what will happen? And why do you do that to me."

"What did I do to you?" Xiao Ye's expression remained indifferent.

Oops, too anxious, a bit reluctant to speak. It seems that he still didn't think of it. She bit her lip, "You made me pole dance and act as a monkey. Did you forget?"

"Boring", he coldly shook off the two words, wrapped Cha Yanxiu around her, and walked away. She wanted to chase again, but was stopped by the staff who came after hearing the news and questioned for a long time.

It seems that there is really no chance to check, Tong Wenya is a little depressed.

This was the last day in Seoul. In the evening, she went to a bar and ordered a bottle of sake to drink for herself. She couldn't tell what she was feeling.

Drinking came out of the bar dizzy, it was late at night.

The street light stretched her dangling figure, and she suddenly wanted to sing, unknowingly she hummed the duet of Xiao Ye and Che Yanxiu that she heard in the bar that night.

"Oba! Ouba! La la la la..."

With a "puff", she was tripped by the gravel on the side of the road, fell to the ground, and her mobile phone and bag were thrown out a long way.

A man picked up her mobile phone and ran away. All the photos he wanted to show to Corgi were in it. Tong Wenya immediately woke up most of them, shouting "Khakima!" and chased them out.

The man ran very fast, and Tong Wenya chased him two blocks before catching up with him.

Tong Wenya clenched the man's wrist tightly and grabbed his mobile phone with the other hand. He didn't expect the man to have a knife in his hand. Tong Wenya, who was already drinking, didn't react for a while, was stabbed in the back of his hand, and blood leaked out at once.

She gritted her teeth to endure the pain, and refused to let go. The man stabbed her with a red eye with a knife. The knife did not touch Tong Wenya's body, but the man fell to the ground with a muffled snort.

"Don't kill me for the sake of a broken phone?" Xiao Ye looked unhappy again.

The phone returned to Tong Wenya's hand, she unlocked it, and quickly flipped through the photos taken with Jin Minzhe. Fortunately, they were all there, and took a relaxed breath before remembering that Xiao Ye was rescued again.

It turns out that I don’t care about the phone, but the photos taken with the idol on the phone.

Obviously she is a sissy, scratching her head every day, how can she be so attracted to her?

"Why are you here? Miss Golden Master who didn't accompany you?" Maybe it was because I thought too much about the scene of him and Cha Yanxiu when he was drinking, and blurted out sour words.

Xiao Ye frowned displeased, "Go to the hospital to treat the wound."

"It's okay, it's just broken skin. Oh, my bag!" Tong Wenya ran away, Xiao Ye unhurriedly followed, returning to the street where she wrestled, the bag had long been gone.

"It's over, the certificate, ticket, hotel room card and money are all in it."

Tong Wenya squatted on the ground and buried her head on her knees. I really want to run in tears, even if I'm in the country, but I'm in a foreign country. Is this the rhythm of sleeping on the streets and begging?

"The fanatical pursuit of stars comes at a price." Xiao Ye's voice was cool, with a touch of sarcasm.

"You are unfortunate and happy, and I will thank you even more." Tong Wenya gave Xiao Ye an angry look, the latter's face was still heavy, "I didn't say I want you to thank you."

"Then why do you always help me and save me?"

"I said I would pay you back." Xiao Ye left without looking back.

Hey, don’t go, where do I stay tonight? Tong Wenya wanted to stop him, but her powerful pride did not allow her to ask him.

She dialed the translator's mobile phone and turned it off, and the other Korean detectives could not be reached, so she had to walk forward blankly.

It's just that this street seems to have no end, maybe you have to walk until dawn, right?

Finally walked to a park, really tired of walking, she sat down on the wooden bench.

It's cold at night in Seoul in autumn, and Xiao Xiao's fallen leaves seem to add a bit of desolation to the night. Tong Wenya endured the pain in her hands, hugged her knees, shivering, maybe because she had just been injured, it seemed that her physical fitness was much worse.

Damn Xiao Ye, so cruel, knowing she has nowhere to go, she can walk away indifferently. I remember when he left, but she blamed and regretted herself, and even looked for him all night.

"Well, it feels good to be thrown on the street, right?"

She heard his indifferent voice again, and when she looked up, she saw that he was standing in front of her.

He is back? When Tong Wenya saw that he was holding a disinfectant in his hand, a warm current flowed into his heart instantly.

In such a big Seoul, it seems difficult to meet by chance.

"Why are you looking for me, do you want to tell me about you and Jin Songren?" She ignored the touch in her heart and asked him softly.