seriously ill

"Xiaoguo, I have always regarded you as my younger brother."

Park Jimin looked at the coffee cup he was holding tightly in his hand, and resisted not looking at Tian Jungkook.

Those beautiful black eyes were always sparkling, but now they were dimmed, with endless sadness reflected in them.

"Well," Tian Zhengguo's voice was tinged with a little crying.

"I know, brother, I know. That's why I've been silent for so long."

"But, brother, do you know that every time I see you smile at me, my heart will break."

"So, brother, can I ask you, don't use my younger brother's identity to torture me anymore."

Park Jimin's heart suddenly seemed to be pressed by a hundred kilograms of pig iron. He opened his eyes and looked forward in disbelief, but he couldn't see Tian Jungkook's figure. The surrounding background quickly receded, turning into a mass of blackness like thick ink.Tian Jungkook's thin choking sound came from a distant place, and Park Jimin's heart wrinkled in pain.

"Sorry, Xiaoguo. Sorry. Xiaoguo, where are you? Sorry, sorry."

Park Jimin apologized in a panic, stumbling around and groping around, but he still couldn't get a response. In the end, even Tian Jungkook's soft crying disappeared, leaving only his own apology echoing around.

Xiaoguo, I'm sorry.

I am sorry.

"Small country!"

Park Jimin struggled and shouted out, breaking out in a cold sweat.

It was just a dream.

Park Jimin often let out a breath as if he was relieved from a heavy burden, and he covered his forehead with his right hand feebly and gently massaged a few times to let himself relax.

The room was pitch black, and the digital clock on the bedside table read 4:45.

The nightmare had made Park Jimin sleepless at all, he got up and turned on the floor lamp with soft lighting, and drew the curtains.

It was still dark outside, only the streetlights on the road were on, and patches of dim yellow light appeared on the wet ground.

It's still raining.

Park Jimin stroked his forehead hair back, folded his arms on his chest, stared at Los Angeles in the early morning in a daze.

Is it raining in Seoul now too?It's cooling down again.Tanaka, is he alright?

Standing in front of the window for a while, Park Jimin washed up a bit, and was about to go downstairs to buy something to eat.When I got off the plane last night, I went straight to the hotel, fell asleep without dinner, and my stomach started to protest.

There is a 24-hour Chinese restaurant downstairs in the hotel, and there are not many customers at five o'clock in the morning, so Kim Taehyung, who is feasting inside, looks particularly eye-catching in the empty restaurant.

Feeling that there is someone sitting across from him, Kim Taehyung raised his head with his mouth full of noodles, wanting to see who is free and doing nothing, there are so many seats and he has to sit at the same table with him, but as soon as his eyes touched Park Jimin, He spit out all the noodles in his mouth that he hadn't had time to chew.

"Park, Teacher Park Jimin."

Kim Taehyung swallowed guiltily.

Oh, it's dead now.

Mr. Park Jimin is a college classmate of President Jung Ho-seok. I heard that the president paid a lot of money to come here to choreograph their songs.This time they participated in the Billboard awards ceremony, many employees from the company came, and Teacher Park Jimin was one of them.

Although Mr. Park Jimin is very strict with them to the point of being harsh when it comes to dancing, he is usually a gentle and kind-hearted person. Even if he occasionally makes a joke or two, he will not get angry.

Fortunately, Kim Taehyung prayed that it was Mr. Park Jimin, maybe he could let him go.

"Taehyung, didn't sister Cody already issued three orders and five orders yesterday, so you can't eat food indiscriminately today, can you eat after the awards are presented?"

Jin Taehyung reluctantly put down his chopsticks, put his hands on his knees and twisted them into a ball, vigorously snapping his nails back and forth.

"But, teacher, I'm hungry." Kim Taehyung said pitifully, looked at Park Jimin with aggrieved eyes, bit his lower lip with his teeth, and squeezed his mouth tightly.Kim Taehyung's expression made Park Jimin feel like a villain who knows how to bully children.

Seeing this from Kim Taehyung, Park Jimin's heart softened.

Alas, forget it, it's not easy for children, and they can't eat a few decent meals a year.Once there is photography, in order not to look swollen in front of the camera, I don't even have to eat.

"Just eat it. Why are you eating hot noodles and drinking iced Coke? The weather is so cold, you have to take care of your body."

Park Jimin put away the iced coke, waved his hand, and asked the waiter to add a few more dishes.

"I'll treat you to this meal. Don't tell your sister Cody."

"Really?!" Kim Taehyung shouted excitedly, exaggeratedly pretending to cry, and Park Jimin couldn't help but laugh. "Teacher, you are so kind, you really touched me!"

This kid is so nervous and eccentric, I really can't figure out what kind of messy thoughts are in his head.