"Pani." Park Ji-hoon handed the gift box in his hand to Park Min-ah, then connected the phone and asked.

"Oppa, what are you doing?" Tiffany asked. His voice was a little strange, as if he was standing in a single clothes in the snow and ice for a while, and he felt a little trembling, with a hint of panic.

"Oh, I'm shopping outside with Min-ah and buying something." Park Ji-hoon said, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No." Tiffany said softly, "Oppa, go and see Taeyeon, she's in the dormitory."

"What's wrong with her?" Park Ji-hoon was stunned for a moment and asked in a deep voice.

"When she was performing today, she was almost pulled away and was very frightened." Tiffany said.

"Who? How is she now?" Park Ji-hoon suddenly felt excited, as if he was being hit by a basin of cold water, and asked loudly.

"It's just an ordinary audience, who has been taken away by the police." Tiffany said, "Taeyeon went back to the dormitory to rest. However, she was the only one in the dormitory. I was a little worried, so I called Oppa."

"I understand, let's go now!" Park Ji-hoon said hurriedly. No matter what, Taeyeon is his ex-girlfriend, how could she ignore it?

"Yeah." Tiffany felt a little relieved. The last time she had an elevator experience, she had a deeper understanding of Park Ji-hoon. She was a man worth relying on and reassuring, so she called.

"Are you okay?" Despite his anxiety, Park Ji-hoon did not forget to ask them.

"No." Tiffany's heart warmed slightly and said softly.

"Then that's it, I'll go there first. Goodbye!" After Park Ji-hoon finished speaking, he hung up his phone and said to Park Min-ah, "Go to the Girls' Generation dormitory." She once sent Yuri and Seo Hyun back to the dormitory to know the way.

"What happened?" Park Min-ah asked.

While telling her Taeyeon about it, Park Ji-hoon dialed Taeyeon's mobile phone number.

"oppa." The phone was connected quickly, and Taeyeon's low and weak voice sounded. After the breakup, the two had gradually recovered from contact. Although there were not many, their relationship was no longer so stiff.

"Is it okay?" Park Ji-hoon asked in a hurry.

"It's okay." Taeyeon replied softly after being stunned.

"Where are you in the dormitory?" Park Ji-hoon asked.

"Yeah." Taeyeon replied.

"I'll come and see you now." Park Ji-hoon took a deep breath and said.

"Yeah." Taeyeon was still just responding, but her voice suddenly had a little more beautiful color. At this time, people needed to comfort her the most.

"Have you had supper?" Park Ji-hoon originally wanted to hang up his phone, but when she thought of her lonely look, she felt unbearable and asked again.

"No, I'm back after attending another notice." Taeyeon replied.

"Oh." Park Ji-hoon responded and asked, "What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."

"No need to worry, thank you." Taeyeon said, "I don't want to eat anything now."

"What are you doing alone in the dormitory?" Park Ji-hoon kept looking for various topics and chatting with her.

Taeyeon knows it very well.

About 20 minutes later, I finally arrived outside the Girls' Generation dormitory building.

"I'm here. Open the door for me." Park Ji-hoon said.

"Yeon's voice suddenly became a little more energetic. At this time, even if only friends come, she would be happy.

After Park Ji-hoon put away his cell phone, he said to Park Min-ah beside him: "You go home first."

"Well, call me again when I leave." Park Min-ah said.

Park Ji-hoon nodded, picked up two bags, got out of the car, and went upstairs.

Taeyeon looked around at the door. After seeing Park Ji-hoon, her originally joyful expression slowly retracted, she bit her lip gently, and said sideways: "Come in."

Park Ji-hoon glanced at her and walked into the dormitory.

"Bang!" The door closed.

"What did you buy?" Taeyeon helped him find a pair of slippers, and asked at the same time taking the things from his hand.

"A box of banana milk, a few tomatoes, and a bag of sausages." Park Ji-hoon said.

"Thank you." Taeyeon said softly. Banana milk is a drink she likes very much, but at this moment she cares more about tomatoes and sausages. In her mind, a thought was about to burst out, but she was afraid of losing it, so she tried her best to suppress it.

"You're welcome." Park Ji-hoon changed his slippers and entered the living room with her.

I came to their dormitory for the first time and didn't look around. After all, nine girls lived together, involving other people's eyes. I only knew that it was very spacious and not very neat.

I didn't deliberately observe Taeyeon beside me, but after taking a glance, I could see clearly enough.

The hair is cut short, with a fashionable lotus leaf head with slightly upturned ends. It is thinner than before, and the face is much haggard, making the eyes look big, with a panic-like aftertaste. Because I am not wearing high heels, it looks more and more delicate, with a sense of exquisiteness that makes people take away in my pocket.

Taeyeon looked at him without hesitation.

I often hear his name, but because he rarely accepts interviews, I rarely see him. Especially standing in front of me like this is already several months ago!

The aura became stronger and stronger, and he was full of confidence in his every move. His face was no longer the temperament of walking with all his heart. He was a little cold, and there was a faint arrogance at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. No wonder his teammates would say that he was somewhat similar to Jes's private ca.

However, the expression was very soft at this moment.

"There are instant noodles and eggs in your dormitory?" Park Ji-hoon asked after putting down his stuff. He had already talked a lot before, so there was no need to ask deliberately.

"Yeah." The previous guess came true, Taeyeon couldn't help but take a deep breath and nodded.

"Where? I'll make instant noodles for you. How can I not eat supper?" Park Ji-hoon said.

"Oh." Taeyeon turned around and headed to the kitchen.

Park Ji-hoon was following her with tomatoes and sausages, then he put his eyes on her and suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth. He couldn't help but have an idea: "The legs are so short!"

Taeyeon was wearing only one nightgown in the dormitory. I don’t know if the model I bought was wrong or what happened. The nightgown was hanging straight to her knees, plus the flat flip-flops on her feet, completely "highlighting" her calves.

After entering the kitchen, Park Ji-hoon put down the tomatoes and sausages and washed his hands.

Taeyeon found the eggs, and then made the pot.

Park Ji-hoon cut the tomatoes and sausages.

Taeyeon stood aside and did not look at him deliberately. Her lips were pursed in a straight line, her eyelids drooped slightly, and her expression was not visible.

The two of them waited for the water to boil together.

"Put some tomatoes and sausages, it will taste better." After a moment, Park Ji-hoon spoke.

"Yeah." Taeyeon responded softly.

Reply to quiet again.

Fortunately, the water quickly opened. Park Ji-hoon put the tomatoes, sausages and instant noodles together, and poured one into the pot and stirred the other egg into poached eggs. It felt like the heat was almost done. Turn off the heat and took the pot to the living room.

Taeyeon found two pairs of bowls and chopsticks.

"I've had supper." Park Ji-hoon put the pot together and saw the bowls and chopsticks in Taeyeon's hand.

"I can't eat it alone," Taeyeon said.

Only then did Park Ji-hoon realize that it seemed that he had cooked too much. Taeyeon didn't remind him, and he was a little absent-minded and didn't notice it.

"It's my bowls and chopsticks." Taeyeon handed him the bowls and chopsticks and said. Knowing his habits, it's very simple to be close to him. As long as he can drink a bottle of water with you and use the bowls and chopsticks you have used, it's enough to prove that he is a very close friend.

"Oh." Park Ji-hoon could no longer refuse.

The two of them ate noodles silently.

After eating a bowl of hot noodles, Taeyeon felt that the panic dissipated a lot. This is also the reason why Park Ji-hoon must cook for her. When she is hungry, she is prone to panic, and the effect will be very serious.

"What happened at that time?" Park Ji-hoon asked after eating the noodles and sorting them out.

"I don't know either. I was performing on the stage. A man suddenly rushed up. He pulled Shunkyu for a while, but he pulled me away without pulling it." Taeyeon whispered. Her body warmed up, her stomach was no longer empty, and her mood improved a lot.

"Will you not resist?" Park Ji-hoon frowned slightly and said with a little reproach.

"I didn't react at that time." Taeyeon lowered her head, and said weakly as if she was a primary school student criticized by the teacher.

"You all wear high heels in your performance, you can do it wherever you kick! And, if not, won't you scream?" Park Ji-hoon continued to blame her.

"Well." Taeyeon was almost about to hang her head to her chest. However, she didn't resist at all, and even enjoyed this feeling vaguely.

"What's going on with that person?" Park Ji-hoon asked.

"I don't know." Taeyeon then looked up and said, "I was taken away by the police."

"Let me ask." Park Ji-hoon frowned, took out his cell phone, and dialed Wen Hye-joo's mobile phone number. The nickname "Tsar of Criminal Investigation" is not just a saying!

Taeyeon looked at him in surprise and suddenly realized that she could no longer overlap with her previous image.

He heard the voice of a middle-aged woman, whom he called "Auntie". After the first call, he quickly called back and told him the results of the police investigation.

Not announced to the public yet!

"I am not mentally normal?" Park Ji-hoon frowned after hearing this. Wen Hui-joo asked, it should be true.

"It's okay, forget it." Taeyeon said softly.

"Yes." Park Ji-hoon couldn't argue with someone with abnormal mental health.

Suddenly quieted down.

Taeyeon knew that he was very busy with work during this period, but he always had a selfish mentality that he could not say anything to let him go back.

Park Ji-hoon originally wanted to say goodbye, but every time he saw Taeyeon's pitiful eyes, he couldn't help swallowing the words he reached his mouth again.

I had to find some topics to talk about.

Later, I simply turned on the TV.

Come over again, Taeyeon curled up on the sofa and fell asleep, but held one of his fingers tightly, as if this was the case to sleep peacefully.

Park Ji-hoon hesitated for a long time, but failed every time he tried to pull his finger away. He leaned on the backrest of the sofa and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!