[Entertainment Circle] After collecting the seven Dragon Balls, I bravely entered the A club

On normal rest days, I guess Park Jimin is practicing in the practice room, he is a veritable "practice bug".

I also admire that after his debut, he doesn't treat himself like this even on rare rest days.

But after thinking that he was such a hardworking person, he felt calm again.

After I start school, I still have time to attend classes at school, or take occasional breaks.

But he doesn't seem to let himself have such time.

……

I found an excuse to avoid him before, so what about this time?

Thinking about going to the company to deliver the things by myself.

He hesitated and delayed his action until a week after his birthday.

I quietly went back to bighit, chatted with the familiar security uncle for a while, and then joined the company.

There are only a few practice rooms, so when the door is closed, you must be practicing.

After a little sneaking attention, I found that he, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, was indeed there.

I deliberately chose to go when everyone in the company was off work, thinking that if I put things quietly at his door like this, I wouldn't notice.

When I pretended to be smart like this and squatted at the door to put things away, I was caught by him who opened the door.

"What are you doing?"

Park Jimin stood in front of me, holding hands, his tone mysterious.

"Oh? Oh, excuse me..."

I was dumbfounded, stood up in a panic, and looked at him.

"So this is putting things here and going to leave?" He quietly looked at the things on the ground, smiled, and looked sad for some reason, and looked at me, as if complaining, "It's too much, Li Future ~"

"Aren't you going to practice, I don't want to disturb you." I also knew that doing so hurt his heart, so I made excuses in a super spineless way, and then I hesitated for a long time and said, "So, happy birthday."

"My birthday is over. Is this gift for next year?"

He said something serious.

Really, isn't it an angel?When did you become so mean?

"I know, I'm sorry."

I bowed my head, knowing I was wrong, so scold me.

"Hey, you come in first."

He seemed to have looked at me for a long time, sighed deeply, stretched out his hand, and pulled me into the practice room.

The two sat down and watched him regain some of his smile and look at me.

"I'll buy water for you, just wait!"

I feel a little embarrassed and want to get up.

"sit down."

He held me down again.

Then he could only give up struggling and watch him unwrap the present.

"I made money, our future~"

He laughs.

"Just a little bit."

I made a gesture, pretending to be a fart.

"Awesome."

When he touched my hair, he was affectionate and doting. I have never seen such an expression before, and it was a little strange.

"cut."

I patted his hand off, actually shy, but didn't want him to find out at all.

"Still wondering how long it will take to see you and have a good talk with you..." Seeing someone there sighed foolishly and laughed, "So my birthday is today~"

"Happy birthday~" I don't know why I feel sour, but I have no choice but to search for topics randomly, "Have you had any good activities recently?"

"Yes," he answered me very seriously, "Although it's a little hard work, we've worked hard, don't you know?"

"Well, I know," he said very seriously, "You guys will definitely be on fire, it's just a matter of time."

"For your good words," Park Jimin looked at me, little by little, and laughed again, "Then have you worked hard to make music?"

"Yes, the kind that works super hard," I nodded super hard, "every day, every day..."

"That's good," he felt relieved, raised his hand to pat my head again, and stared at me, "Hurry up and make your debut."

I have never observed his eyes so carefully before, they are clear and moving, just like himself.

"Yeah," he nodded in satisfaction, seemed to have thought of something, became hesitant again, and said:

"But occasionally, even if the reply is late, please message me back."

"Okay..." I was silent for a long time, then nodded.

"And when you are too tired to breathe, tell me, don't carry it alone..." He stood up and danced a strange dance in front of me, "I have brothers to help me, you are not alone Well..."

"Got it, you're so long-winded." Pretending to be impatient, she lowered her head and covered her ears, but her eyes were already red.

"You don't even want to look at me, eh..."

He stopped suddenly, a little frustrated.

"Don't talk about these things, I'm leaving..."

I was quiet for a while and decided to go.

Originally, I didn't want to stay longer, but meeting him was already a pleasant surprise.

"So fast?!" He was frightened, and suddenly had a bitter face, "It's been so long since we saw each other?"

"Aren't you going to practice?" Looking at him suspiciously, "Go back to the dormitory to rest after practice."

"Then... let me ask another question." Someone was troubled for a long time, and he asked another question, "What is our situation now?..."

"What are we doing now?"

What he wants to ask is this sentence, which is also a question I often think about.

"The relationship between the above and the following is a relationship that cannot be developed temporarily."

I automatically omitted two words, but he could understand them all, and said something in a rough voice.

He was quiet for a moment, and his face quickly turned red again.

"Then, do you have the intention to develop the above relationship with me?"

he asked stammeringly.

……

I was amused by him, and laughed all of a sudden.

What, we've all been chatting now.

Is it too late for you to ask this before I leave at the end?

In fact, he just wanted to ask "Do you like me", but he was too embarrassed to say it.

But I am too embarrassed to answer directly!

"Have."

Faced with this kind of thing, I think it's hard to be shy.

So I answered very directly and honestly.

Then his face turned red all of a sudden.

"..."

His face is redder than mine.

……

Such an innocent scene.

Being seen by those guys in Club A can laugh at me for the rest of my life.

"I am leaving."

I grabbed my bag, hurried, ready to run!

"Goodbye," he followed me out, babbling all the time, "Remember to reply to the message, no matter how busy or late you have to read it!"

"Understood! You are so long-winded!"

"Oh……"

"Well...then you go on."

"Well! Come on, too."

Even if you are uneasy, sad, even if you haven't seen each other for a long time, don't contact.

Just thinking that someone is struggling in the same way, doesn't it make you feel a lot better?

We are the existence of each other's peace of mind and the source of motivation.

We continue to work hard for tomorrow and towards the future.

Standing not far from the future, waiting for you.

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It seems that when I was a little exhausted halfway, I was recharged, and I continued to move forward with all my strength.

I believe he is also in the same mood, maybe I just saw him when he was particularly weak.

Serious life, no matter how late or tired you have to reply to his message, like him.

To some extent, he will be more tired than me, and he still reports to me every day "what did he do today".

I'm also working hard a little bit, hoping that he can see it.

"I didn't notice your message TT. Today I'm working on my own album with Brother Jay Bum. Brother Shanhua didn't come today because he was helping other singers to make a song. Today I'm in a good state and I've thought of a lot of ideas... Um, I know you're sleeping, so it's okay to reply to my message tomorrow^^"

Park Jimin is now in the midst of returning to the stage at the end of the year and traveling around the world, returning to the dormitory very late, and has no extra time and energy to go out.

He is a day job and practice until night at most, while I basically work at night.

Perfectly staggered conversations like this happen at least five times a week.

Only when you find yourself doing this can you realize how hard it is for him.

He didn't read the news. This is something I expected a long time ago, but I still feel lost in my heart.

In the past, I gradually lost contact like this, but from now on, I will not give up again.

Take a quick shower and go to bed.

I slept until the alarm clock woke me up at noon, and not long after taking a shower, Brother Ji Shi just rang the studio doorbell and called me to eat.

"Li Future Xi, hurry up and go out to eat, your dear and handsome brother is going to starve to death!"

Whoa!You come to taste the full-bodied and charming Busan dialect. I often think that I am not in Seoul.

"Come on, don't shout..."

Brother 3d’s studio and I are on one side, and Brother Shanhua’s studio is in the other direction. The last time he called me to get up and go to school, it was simply because other brothers who were close to my studio couldn’t get through on the phone, and Brother Shanhua was more reliable.Because brother 3d usually sleeps later than me (or because he is not in the studio due to the schedule), if there is an emergency or a meal, brother Shanhua will come and call me.

Brother loco, who is farther away from us, will often find Brother Shanhua to play, or call me to go to Brother Woggie's studio to play together.But Brother Woggie's studio has already moved away, and moved to a place close to Uncle President's studio. It's a pity. I like this brother the most, so he won't bully me.

I put on my mask, grabbed my phone, and went out with the 3D at the door.

"So, Shanhuaxi is eating pizza in the studio again today?"

We walked one by one in silence for a long time, thinking that someone was suddenly missing, so we asked the one in front.

"Well, pizza, someday I don't want to eat it." Brother Jishi was probably too sleepy to call me up, and hit me on the head as if thinking of something, fiercely, "I want to call brother."

"Oh, Brother Shanhua," changed his words obediently, and then raised his eyes to the sky, "Is it going to rain today?"

"What's the matter, just run back after dinner."

Brother Jishi didn't consider the fact that I'm a delicate girl at all, and the plan he gave was simple and rude.

"Oh yes."

After hearing it, he suddenly realized, and nodded with a smirk.

The point is that at this moment, I don't regard myself as a girl who needs "care".

While eating, I read a real-time message that Park Jimin probably sent while on the move.

Of course I saw it and quickly replied:

【Then, is Kim Taehyung reconciled with Tian Zhengguo? 】

He told me that two children had a fight.

[Reconciled, but still very twisted kkk I guess Brother Nan Jun will report to pd tonight. 】

【pdTAT...】

【Think about pd? 】

[I don't want that fat man! 】

【Duplicate again...】

"...What duplicity?"

Brother Jishi came over and looked at it for a long time, but I didn't notice it. After Yin Cece said this, my phone was almost thrown away in fright.

"No!" He put away his phone all of a sudden, pretending that nothing happened and continued to bury his head in eating bibimbap.

"Oh, there is a man~"

Brother Jishi smiled wickedly and raised his eyebrows at me.

"Bah, bah, I haven't made my debut yet, Zheng 3d, what are you talking about?"

I looked at him seriously.

"Call me brother." He stretched out his hand and hit me on the head again, full of nonchalant rebuttals, "What's the matter? What age is it now?"

"Cut..." Very well, the topic was changed.

The two finished their lunch in harmony, and rushed back against the rain.

I changed my clothes again, began to sort out yesterday's ideas, and continued to make.