Korean Hurricane Idol

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spn "July, rain

This rainy day, I lived in his house again, although it was not the room I was familiar with.

When I was eating at night, I always recalled last year, the winter snow that wrapped the whole of Seoul in a silvery white, recalled the embarrassment that he saw when I secretly ate snow, and recalled sleeping in his bedroom that day with the orange light The first diary entry written in this notebook he gave me.

Recalling the sourness and sweetness in my heart at that time, the indescribable warmth. "

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The pen stopped, and the girl in front of the desk raised her head. The room next to the desk was pitch black, reflecting her shadow. In that dim reflection, the light of the desk lamp was dim and obscure, and the outline of her reflection was blurred.

I remembered what happened last winter again. At that time, he was still living in Apgujeong. Looking out from that bedroom, the pure white snow outlines the Cheongdam High School she is attending now, and further south, it is lit up all night. Transparent sm company.

As she took notes like this that day, her heart was filled with sweetness, and the distant light was like a bonfire to keep her from the cold.

Half a year later, he moved and lived in a better place. Sitting like this and looking out, he could no longer see the lights, and the end of his vision was the dark and deep sky.If she stood up, she would see a miniature of most of the city. She seemed to be standing on the clouds, overlooking everything below. There seemed to be an endless emptiness under her feet in the darkness, and she couldn't restrain the trembling in her heart.

Half a year later, Kim Taeyeon, who was once fat, slowly lost some weight and began to become slimmer. Occasionally, she looked in the mirror and saw a face that seemed to be getting more beautiful every day because of her thinner face. Cognition is more clearly remembered in the mind.

She moved the pen and began to memorize on the paper again.

……

"Everyone is changing!

Before writing this diary, I turned back to the first page and looked at the first line I wrote half a year ago.

I was really happy then.Although the content is a bit sad for the spring and autumn, every word and every stroke seems to record the lightness of the mood, but now touching the dents corroded by the years, I can no longer feel the leisurely at that time. Every thought I turn around is confused, heavy, and slightly depressed and sentimental.

some inexplicable...

I don't know when these emotions started, I went through all the diaries.I tried to find a turning point from it, but my confused thoughts made it impossible for me to put it into words clearly. I don't know when I started to learn to be jealous...

I'm jealous of Yoona!

From a few months ago, from that birthday prty, until today. "

……

After remembering this point, the handwriting can no longer be extended. She doesn't know what kind of facts those words will reveal if she continues to record. Maybe it is a possibility that she doesn't want to face.Perhaps, her subconscious is rejecting it.

half a year.Enough has changed a lot, Lim YoonA is no longer the original Lim YoonA, Ahn Jun Hyuk is no longer the original An Jun Hyuk, and she is the same with Kim Taeyeon.

Time did not allow her to continue to grow in size, but her heart was slowly nourished by the passage of time, and all kinds of ups and downs gradually entered her world.The girl who squatted quietly by the flower bed on New Year's Eve, swallowed a small snowball quietly, drifted away in the snowstorm of memories.

He took off his glasses with one hand.Rubbing her forehead, the girl in front of the desk leaned heavily on the back of the chair, her heart was overwhelmed by some strange emotion, a lonely coldness. [

After closing the notebook, she looked at it and was about to find a place to put it away.

But this is not the dormitory she usually lives in, nor is it the room she was familiar with. She is unfamiliar with this bedroom filled with pink colors.Open a few drawers at random, most of them are full of girls' sundries, small jewelry, small toys, books, or some weird-shaped things.

This is Yun'er's room, she is staying here today, but there is no new clean quilt in the guest room, so we have to let her and Yun'er squeeze together temporarily.

The lonely mood expands even more bleakly.

Opening the drawer again, it was full again, Taeyeon glanced at it casually, and was about to close it, but at the next moment, the movement of her hand froze, and her averted eyes turned back again.

There are several notebooks piled up in the drawer, some of them are brand new, it seems that they have not been used, some of the pages have burrs on the edges, and they are probably flipped frequently, and some of the pages on the side are yellow and white, I don’t know how many years have passed .

Most of them are locked with a small lock, like the most precious memory that must be preserved.

"Is this Yoona's diary?"

Taeyeon thought strangely, she never knew that Yuner still had the habit of keeping a diary, or in other words, anyone who knew Yuner would probably be able to put her and a meeting obediently at the desk, day after day , Perseverance to complete the image of the diary is linked together.

Everyone's diary is personal privacy, if it was normal, Taeyeon would probably close the drawer and pretend she didn't see it.

but……

After hesitating for a while, she slowly stretched out her hand, reached into the drawer, and touched the notebook on the top.

Then he quickly retracted the next moment, and closed the drawer quickly and loudly. The moment he turned his head, the door of the bedroom opened, and Yoona, who was brushing her freshly washed hair, walked in pajamas and slippers. : "Sister, it's time for you to take a shower!"

"Oh!" Afraid that she would find out that she was guilty, Taeyeon hurriedly stood up and walked a few steps before thinking of something again. Under Yuner's weird gaze, she trot back to the desk and frantically put the notebook into her shoulder bag , want to carry to the bathroom.

"Sister, there is no place to hang bags in the bathroom."

"Uh……"

"Just put it here, I won't peek!"

The girl pouted in dissatisfaction, as if she was very upset at Taeyeon's distrust.Taeyeon laughed awkwardly, of course she couldn't tell Yun'er, it's not that she couldn't trust her, but that she just had the idea of ​​spying on someone's privacy, and subconsciously felt that her privacy was not safe.

Since Yun'er said that she would not peek, she was naturally embarrassed to take her backpack with her, so she was in a state of anxiety after taking a shower, which took only 5 minutes, and then hurried back to the bedroom, in the faint orange, She saw Yoona drying her hair.

The girl who usually wears her hair up and looks heroic, has an indescribable softness from her back at this moment.

Just like the gentleness she showed when she wiped the sweat off An Junhyuk's face in the evening, this kind of tenderness was also the first time Taeyeon saw.

Standing blankly at the door, she actually forgot to go in. After blowing her hair, Yun'er looked back and asked her curiously: "Sister, what are you looking at?" [

She just woke up from the trance, quickly shook her head, indicating that she didn't look at anything, entered the bedroom, and closed the door.

"Sister, I'll blow your hair for you!"

"I'll be fine by myself."

"Oh, it's okay! It's troublesome to blow it up."

Taeyeon smiled vigorously, and really wanted to ask her, didn't you just blow it up by yourself?But after all, she didn't say it out loud, and allowed Yun'er to pull her to the side of the bed. The warm air from the hair dryer, as the girl's fingers fiddled with her hair, took away the moisture little by little and made it dry.

When everything is done, the clock hanging on the bedside in the bedroom has already pointed to 11 o'clock, the night is getting heavier, the outside wind is still whistling with drizzle, and the room next door, under the comfortable temperature created by the air conditioner, orange The sprinkling of space brought an unparalleled sense of security, lying on the bed with Yoona, turning off the lights, listening to the faint sound of wind coming from outside, Taeyeon lay on her side and tucked in the corner of the quilt, exhaling comfortably.

The next moment, a thin body hugged him behind him.

"Yooner?"

She raised her head slightly, and the girl's slender fingers touched her shoulders, and her head was buried in the socket of her shoulders. The airflow from her breathing was blowing against her somewhat sensitive neck, making her itchy and uncomfortable.

Behind him, Yun'er giggled and said, "Sister's body is full of flesh, so comfortable to hold!"

"...But it's very hot!" Ever since she came to live independently in Seoul without her younger sister pestering her, she has long been used to sleeping alone, so suddenly being hugged by someone like this, even though they are all girls, still feels uncomfortable.

But Yuner obviously didn't understand her excuse, "Is it very hot? Then I'll go and turn down the air conditioner."

"...Forget it!" Lying down again vigorously, preventing Yuner's "good intentions", Taeyeon grabbed her hand that was over her and said softly: "It's not too hot, so let it be!"

"Oh!" There was no movement behind her, she just used her nails to lightly pick at her fingers, there was a moment of silence in the darkness, and then, Yun'er called softly: "Sister."

"Ok?"

"Actually, I have long wanted to sleep with my sister like this."

It was probably because she was lying on a comfortable bed, her voice was a little lazy, it sounded like she was being coquettish, Taeyeon smiled softly, and teased: "Why, are you afraid of the dark when you sleep alone?"

But Yun'er didn't seem to be in the mood to make a joke, she didn't accept her teasing, she was silent for a while, and then continued: "There are some things I want to talk to my sister."

Taeyeon also suppressed her smile and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Sister, do you still remember the last time we went on a trip together?"

"That time with opp? Remember, you had a fever on the first day, and you were confused and had nightmares. That night I was terrified."

The girl behind laughed lowly, and after a while, she asked again: "Then, sister, do you still remember what I told you when we were discharged from the hospital the next day and we slept in that hotel?"

Hearing this, Taeyeon frowned and thought for a while before recalling the situation at that time.

She grabbed Yun'er's hand, turned sideways, and faced Yun'er, but there was only darkness in front of her eyes, and she couldn't see anything.

Inexplicably, her heart suddenly rose, her throat became dry, and she paused for a while before she spoke: "You said, you are in love..."

"Well, I'm in love..."

The girl's fragrant and warm breath lingered around her nose, Taeyeon tried her best to open her eyes wide, trying to see her expression at this moment, but her field of vision was still full of darkness, and the thick black squeezed here from all directions, forcing her to Confused and trying to get away, but unable to move, she heard the girl say clearly:

"Sister, I love opp!"