"Aren't you going back?"

Wang Taika looked at Song Ji Hyo and was a little strange.

But what is really strange is that Wang Taika issued an order to expel Song Ji Hyo at Song Ji Hyo's house.

Song Ji Hyo didn't think there was any problem. After all, it was Wang Taika who was protecting her now. If it weren't for Wang Taika, she wouldn't have imagined what Huang Dongcheng would do to her.

Speaking of which, Wang Taika is also amazing. Song Ji-hyo has never been able to figure out Huang Dongcheng's background, but Wang Taika can peel off the cocoon. Now he has so much research on Huang Dongcheng, so Song Ji-hyo has inexplicably become confident.

"It's big enough," Song Ji Hyo said, "If I don't mind, I think it's safer to stay by your side. I haven't slept peacefully for a long time."

"That's what I said, it seems like I want to sleep with you." Wang Taika said: "Okay, this is also your home. Where do I live? I won't take over your bed. Is the sofa okay? Girls have cleanliness, I can understand."

Song Ji Hyo said: "Everything is good. Actually, if this matter can be solved, I will move. Living here has already made me feel a little scared."

"Not that, you won't be really brainwashed, right? There is no god in this world, and becoming a god is just a self-deception. I don't believe that." Wang Taika said: "People have weaknesses. By understanding a person's past, you can find his weaknesses."

Song Ji Hyo found it interesting and sat next to Wang Taika, keeping a little distance, like a normal chat: "Really? But I think it won't be that simple."

Wang Taika said: "Actually everyone has it, for example... For example, one day you suddenly read a diary you wrote a few years ago, or a childish message online, or an embarrassing thing when you were a child. Even after so many years, you can't help but slap yourself. Anyone has that kind of experience, right!"

Song Ji Hyo nodded: "Yes, yes. People always say stupid things and do stupid things."

"Haha!" Wang Taika smiled: "So this is also a weakness. If there is someone who puts you back in that similar awkward atmosphere, the feeling of an awkward cancer outbreak will definitely be as painful as Shang Xing. Defeat a person, defeat the will of this person first. In fact, this is what it means."

"It's really interesting," Song Ji Hyo said, "I think the only thing this terrible experience can bring to me is that it's not that bad, that's when I met you. Now I suddenly feel a lot more relaxed."

"Thank you for your compliment." Wang Taika nodded: "I'm thirsty, can I?"

"Uh, there are some." Song Ji Hyo went to the refrigerator to take out the ice water. Koreans like to drink ice water, and Wang Taika still likes it very much.

"I still have coffee at home. If I don't dislike it, I'll make a cup of it." Song Ji Hyo said: "Although it's a bit late, it doesn't matter if I drink it. It's the coffee beans I bought before, and there's a coffee machine. I haven't been in the mood to drink it."

Wang Taika asked back: "How can you feel in the mood now?"

"To be honest, I think the feeling you give me can overcome the fear that Huang Dongcheng gave me." After Song Ji Hyo finished speaking, he smiled awkwardly: "This is not a confession. I actually don't like the New Year. However, I admit that it is indeed a down-to-earth feeling."

"It's up to you." Wang Taika added: "I don't like too authentic coffee because it's too bitter."

"Haha, OK." Song Ji Hyo showed a long-lost smile and went to make coffee.

Wang Taika sat on the sofa and turned on the TV when he had nothing to do. Unfortunately, these things in Korean TV, except for the female anchor who predicted the weather, Wang Taika was not interested in anything else. Korean dramas looked just like that, which was boring.

But this feeling seems familiar...

Yes, not long ago, Wang Taika was at his home, leaning on the sofa boredly, watching the boring programs on TV. The kitchen was busy, preparing for the evening meal. It was said that it was a big meal, but it was not rich, but it was better than warmth.

It didn't take long before the warmth disappeared. Think about it, it was not a problem with Wang Taika or a problem with Chong'er, but it felt like it was gone.

OK, just treat it as your own problem.

Wang Taika didn't know what, so she fell into a little sadness. He really liked Chong'er, and this is not fake. But now this silent way of existence, such underground love, and such days of separation are really a torture for those who truly love.

If you like someone, don’t you want to see that person every day and stand by that person as an open and upright person? Love is the possession of greed and there is no sharing at all.

Actually, this is not fundamental.

If time allows, two people can gain mutual trust and solid support for each other over the long years.

But before he could get so close, he encountered various tests. Just like Chong'er asked Wang Taika because of Changmin. What made Wang Taika feel uncomfortable in this matter was not Chong'er asking him for something for others, but because Chong'er actually put himself to the same level as another person.

Can lovers and friends be compared together? People you like will not become the yardstick of comparison, this is the core!

Suddenly I was a little dazed, as if I had gone back. But in fact, nothing changed.

I have a knot in my heart, what should I do?

When Wang Taika was upset, a noisy sound came from the direction of the kitchen. Song Ji-hyo walked out in a confused look and said apologetically: "It seems that I can't drink coffee anymore, and the coffee maker is broken."

"It's okay." Wang Taika walked over and looked at it. It was indeed broken. But he saw another thing: "Isn't this something that can grind coffee, but it's not electric."

Song Ji Hyo said apologetically: "I can't do it."

"It's okay, I don't want to drink either." Wang Taika wanted to turn around, but he was upset, thinking that he was just trying to find something to do. So he turned around and said, "I'll do it, the most important thing, divert my attention."

Wang Taika put the coffee beans in the jar: "Send the coffee beans first, then grind them slowly. Hold this side with your hands, and then turn around. In fact, the same is true for the electric coffee machine."

"The smell of coffee is coming out, it smells so good!" Song Ji-hyo lay beside him.

From the perspective of Wang Taika, Song Ji-hyo is actually a little cute. He doesn't look like an older sister than him, but like a child.

"Go and boil water." Wang Taika said: "There are also cups. There should be a matching filter cafe at home, so find it for me."

"Oh, OK." Song Ji Hyo also started to work hard.

Grind the coffee beans, then pour them onto the filter screen, with a cup underneath and pour hot water on top. This is the simplest and most rough hand-grinding coffee.

Seeing the coffee taking shape in front of her eyes, Song Ji Hyo showed a happy look: "It feels like art."

Wang Taika said: "Look, the freshly ground coffee will have some bubbles on it."

"It's true, I haven't noticed it before." Song Ji Hyo asked, "Why?"

"Because fresh coffee beans will produce carbonic acid during the brewing process..." Wang Taika suddenly remembered that he had also held Chong'er in his arms, and the two of them made coffee in the kitchen. In fact, Wang Taika doesn't like coffee, but the two of them are in a really good mood when they do this together.

Sweet love requires careful baking between two people.

"Oh..." Wang Taika pushed the coffee in front of Song Ji Hyo: "You drink it, suddenly you lose your appetite."

Song Ji Hyo was stunned and asked nervously: "Did I say something wrong? My face suddenly looks ugly. If there is any offense, I apologize."

"Hmm? No." Wang Taika shook his head: "Suddenly I thought of some messy things and lost my mind. Coffee, what is grinding is the mood. I don't have that kind of mood now, I'm sorry. Don't be afraid, I'm a reasoned person, not a madman dominated by anger."

Song Ji Hyo hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can you talk to me?"

"No!" Wang Taika refused directly: "I don't like to talk, I feel too cowardly, right? I'd better find a way for myself."

"You are really different!" Song Ji Hyo smiled: "I have seen many people who want to tell everything, but you don't."

Wang Taika shook her head: "Haha, because you are beautiful. If you are a little concerned by a beautiful girl, there are naturally some people who want to be heartbroken. This is normal. Most people do this."

Song Ji Hyo asked, "So a small number of your people?"

"If I admit this, will I seem too proud?" Wang Taika smiled slightly: "Actually, there is nothing wrong with being a majority of people. Look at these small groups of people, they are always different. God seems to be able to create a villain."

Song Ji Hyo smiled: "Is this really going to happen?"

"Maybe." Wang Taika smiled and said, "People will always suddenly become crazy, become violent, and want to destroy everything. Maybe that is the way to change his bad life. Press the restart button for everything! Restart the entire era."

Song Ji Hyo shuddered: "I can't imagine madness. What I didn't expect is that you can see through this feeling completely. Or do you understand it?"

"Hahaha! In fact, heroes and demons are only a short distance away." Wang Taika calculated to Song Ji Hyo with his fingers: "For example, the common point is that they all have super high IQ, excellent qualities, strong psychology, strong physique, and superb combat skills. If nothing is left, it doesn't matter. Just give him a bad life."

"A bad life, then what? What about the difference between a hero and a demon?" Song Ji Hyo asked back: "It seems that there is no difference."

"It's just that." Wang Taika smiled and said, "Create a hero, give him an extremely bad life, and give him a little love in despair."

Song Ji Hyo: "How to create a demon?"

"Take away the only little love left, and the loss you have is even more painful."

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple!" Wang Taika spread his hands: "The so-called villain is just the protagonist who is completely desperate."

Song Ji Hyo sighed: "I'm older than you, but I feel like a child in front of you in terms of life experience. But I'm really down-to-earth. I should have met you earlier, maybe it's different?"

"Ha, maybe." Wang Taika lay on the sofa: "I'm asleep."

"Good night." After Song Ji Hyo said that, he also brought the coffee back to his room. I knew too much today and really needed to digest it.

Wang Taika closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep. Wang Taika, who had not dreamed for a long time, made an exception today and had a dream.

It is not as a dream, but rather a memory. Wang Taika recalled an early morning not long ago, before everything happened.

After breakfast, Wang Taika was wearing shoes in the entrance hall and was almost hit by Chong'er who was panicked. Wang Taika held Chong'er, feeling helpless and doting: "It was only morning, why did you do something in a panic? People thought I was doing something like that when I saw it!"

Chong'er curled his lips: "You dare to say it! I have said there was a notice today. Humph! You lied to me and said you were very tired. It would be fine in a while. The result is! You made me overslept today and I'm going to be late!"

Chong'er wanted to bend down to wear high heels, but Wang Taika held Chong'er's shoulder, held back his smile, and asked indifferently: "Madam, you are a little too furious. Why? Are you afraid of being late, aren't you afraid of me?"

Chong'er also knew that it was not the time to argue with Wang Taika, so he could only follow the sentence: "I'm afraid, the third thing I'm afraid of is being late, and the second thing I'm afraid of is you."

Wang Taika was not satisfied with this answer, so he frowned slightly: "Hmm?"

Chong'er had to change his words: "The third thing I fear is being late, the second thing I fear is my husband..."

Wang Taika didn't respond.

Too much bullying! Chong'er changed his words again with grievance: "The third is afraid of being late, and the second is to kiss her husband."

Wang Taika suppressed his smug smile and pretended to be calm: "Oh? What about the first one?"

Chong'er's face turned into a cherry: "The first thing I'm afraid of kissing my husband at night..."

“Haha, Chong'er..."

Wang Taika woke up from his dream and was no longer the same as before, feeling lost.

The truth is:

I woke up from the lonely stirrup side in a desolate dream. I realized that my joy before I was not true.

The same spring is hot and cold. There is no light throwing of years.

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Chapter completed!