As the Yeouido Highway passed quickly, Kim Taeyeon returned to reality from the delves of the past.

She thought, maybe at that time, Jessica obviously had more to say to her.

If she had cooperated and said something at that time, she could feel "I was understood", perhaps the ending of the matter would develop in other directions.

Since then, Jessica's conversation with them has become more and more like a cup of boiling boiled water, gradually cooling down to below the ice level.

In addition to the necessary group itinerary, she began to disappear before everyone's eyes without knowing it.

Although Kim Taeyeon didn't know what she was doing, the only thing she could be sure was that she must have been in Seoul at that time.

Until one day, I found many textbooks on "how to create and run a brand" and fashion in Jessica's room.

Looking through fashion magazine textbooks, this is what Jessica has always done since her debut, and gradually became a habit.

At that time, she was like a squirrel about to pass the winter, desperately drawing the knowledge she wanted from those magazines and textbooks.

Even if his academic performance was not good in high school, Jessica would talk endlessly when she mentioned her fashion concepts.

For example, if she didn't debut, she wanted to become a master in the fashion field, such as Karl Lagerfeld.

At that time, I really knew these things. Although Kim Taeyeon didn't know until now, what exactly blocked me and Jessica.

The road that two people were walking on the same line began to start to be like a train track, and when someone pressed the switch, they were divided into two.

However, even if you know, you will understand that those things cannot be stopped by yourself after all.

When I arrived at the dormitory, it was already night.

It's strange that I returned to Seoul during the day.

But Kim Taeyeon drove the car to spare the whole of Seoul, aimless.

When you encounter an intersection, turn left and right, look at it in one thought.

Afterwards, park the car in the company's underground parking lot.

Like after a day's work, she took the last bus back to the dormitory and leaned weakly on her seat.

She sighed as deeply as usual, and then took out the book she brought back from Quanzhou.

The last bus in Seoul is empty late at night, and the smell of slightly drunk alcohol and fatigue are always floating in the air in the carriage.

Listening to the sound of vehicles driving in my ears, looking at the high-rise lights gradually approaching from Hongdae.

Suddenly, Kim Taeyeon felt like she looked down from the sky and looked down from here, with the heavy land surface.

The tiny light particles and the tall buildings like tombstones made her think a lot.

The night wind in Seoul is very strong, and the street lights on the distant ground are like stars blinking at me, and I am part of this small, moving slowly on the surface of this huge planet.

When the last bus arrived near the dormitory community, Kim Taeyeon got off with her book.

When she reached the door, she couldn't help but look back at the seat she had been sitting.

It was like the self who returned with a dusty aura that seemed to be still sitting there reading a book? This feeling always lingers in the carriage and cannot be dispersed.

Perhaps, even though I have lived in Seoul for many years? I am still not completely used to this city than Jeonju.

Just like that person said? I wanted to live in that village for the rest of my life with my lover.

But the world has a force that forces itself to push itself out of there and into Tokyo's arms.

This feeling is so similar to my current self.

It turns out that I have the same place as him.

Kim Taeyeon caresses the book in her arms, and she still feels regretful.

No hugs? No handshakes while watching him leave.

He came without warning, and left without nostalgia.

Nor did the fans who came to the store ask for a photo together like in the past and turned around and left three times later.

But if you see you next time, I must make him a fan of our Girls Generation.

Did Kim Taeyeon set a challenge for herself? She thought this challenge was more difficult.

The temperament that boy possesses is really not related to star chasing.

Perhaps, I can also get a little secret from him about "how to adapt to this city quickly".

All this depends on whether he can successfully integrate into Tokyo, just like whether he can integrate into Seoul's circle.

Before that? Whether it was the benches at the station? Rows of ticket vending machines? And underground passages where outsiders gathered.

Kim Taeyeon discovered that she was a person who didn't like the excitement.

That guy is the same.

......

When leaving Kim Taeyeon's glasses shop? Takiichi sighed that the things he had agreed with Sakura had finally been completed.

After the end, he was not particularly happy, but felt as if he was more tired than yesterday.

So, Takiichi found a good hotel to complete the residence procedures in a commercial street in Wanshan District, away from the destination school.

Even though he only stayed for one night, he was still warmly welcomed by President Opasan.

Ah~~What should I call Obasan in Korea?

Takiichi scratched his head, and when he thought of the word "aunt", he called out "sister" on his lips, and with this face, he got a 50% discount.

The hotel rooms are very small, about one-third of the rooms in Tokyo.

TV, bed, cabinet, table, but no computer or air conditioning.

Huang Lizhi once emphasized in his diary that "the electricity bill in the whole post is very expensive, basically the same as Seoul."

So Takiichi picked up the toiletries and went straight into the bathroom.

When the body was filled with hot water, a deep feeling of fatigue flowed deep in every cell of the blood.

This feeling was very similar to when I was sorting out my things at my residence in Tokyo before leaving.

At that time, some old letters were found from the waste items under the bed.

It was placed at the bottom of the bed, close to the cardboard box in the corner of the wall.

The carton is covered with a lid, and the lid is glued with transparent tape, which says "the thing from the past", of course this was written by Takiichi himself many years ago.

Speaking of which, because I receive all kinds of love letters almost every day at school.

There are so many that if it pours from top to bottom, you can successfully submerge yourself.

"Oni Jiang, these are all today... I have to be stopped by a bunch of sisters after school every day.

So you have to buy me a bigger schoolbag and give me more pocket money, otherwise I will not receive love letters for you again.”

Momo's tender voice suddenly resounds in his ears.

At that time, as soon as she came home from school, she took off her student shoes and white socks and came to her room barefoot.

Takiichi would witness his sister opening the black schoolbag in front of him.

Afterwards, the thick paper was poured down by her in a rough form at one time.

Every day, the love letters received will not be less than one hundred, and those confessors are like treating love letters as diaries.

At that time, because he thought of the past, Takiichi opened the cardboard box as if he was interested.

After a brief sorting, he realized that there were various confession letters received from elementary school to middle school, as well as photos of himself sent by female classmates who had no impression of him. The phone number and home address were written on the back of the photo.
Chapter completed!