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Chapter 1295 something that never existed

In the end, Jung Soo-yeon's plan to finish it well fell through.

Due to the early arrival of the ambulance, the scene of the birthday party had to be handed over to her younger sister, Jessica Jung, who was carried on a stretcher and taken to the hospital.

It is worth mentioning that during this process, many fans saw that Han Yu, the chairman and good friend, also boarded the ambulance together, as if he was going to escort Jung Soo-yeon to the hospital instead of the guardian.

This made many people secretly speculate about the relationship between the two of them, and even Jung Soo-jin couldn't understand why Han Yu had to personally send her sister to the hospital.

The reason for this may only be clear to the two parties involved.

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"Actually, you don't have to come here in person, don't you have an assistant?"

"Normally, if you don't have any relatives around, just leave it to the company. But since Xiujing and I are here tonight, there must be someone with you. As me, it's not suitable for me to stay at the scene, so I ran away." Come to accompany you."

Hearing Han Yu's half-joking answer, Jung Soo-yeon, who was lying on the hospital bed watching him, didn't smile, but there was an inexplicable emotion in her eyes, "Aren't you afraid of having an affair with me, OPPA? "

"Although it's not very good to say that," Han Yu sat by the hospital bed, still reading the magazine in his hand without raising his head, "but to be honest, because I have too many 'bad deeds' in the past, everyone is used to it now." From time to time, I would have an affair with a female artist. Anyway, it is unfounded, and it will stop after a few days."

"What about Yuner?" Jung Soo-yeon stared at him closely, "What are you going to say to Yuner?"

"Sometimes I really wonder about the relationship between you."

Han Yu finally raised his head and looked at Jung Soo-yeon, with a strange expression on his face, "Isn't the attitude shown by you two usually unwilling to communicate with each other? Now you are thinking about Yuner again, what are you doing?" Do you like them, or don't you like them?"

This question was obviously beyond Jessica's expectations, she was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of abnormal blood came out of her pale face, like anger, "You must talk about such an unappetizing topic by my hospital bed ?"

"Isn't that the excuse you made is too bad?" Han Yu's response was also not very polite, even a little mean, "I will figure it out on Yooner's side, you should take care of yourself first. The debut time is coming soon It's been nine years, and you actually fell off the stage? Are you a child?"

When Han Yu said this, Jessica Jessica also immediately became speechless. Lying on the hospital bed, she muttered, and finally frowned, and said like a fool: "I am a patient now! OPPA, are you sure you are here to take care of the patient? "

"If I hadn't come to take care of you, would it have been necessary to push you up and down and do so many checks just now?"

Jung Soo-yeon snorted softly and stopped talking.

Han Yu looked at her, didn't say anything more, and raised the magazine in his hand again to read it.

However, after a while, just when Jung Soo-yeon felt that the atmosphere between the two was very awkward, an understatement came into her ears unexpectedly, making her think that she had heard something wrong.

"I recalled part of the memory again."

Zheng Xiuyan stared at Han Yu, and after a moment of silence, she asked, "Does recovering memory mean that your condition is improving?"

"Well... maybe. At least my missing life is gradually becoming complete."

"Isn't that a good thing? Why did you tell me this in a very bad tone?"

"Because I found something, I need to apologize to you again."

"what?"

Han Yu put down the magazine in his hand, turned his head to meet Jung Soo-yeon's steadfast gaze, and said softly, "The decision to kick you out of Girls' Generation was finally implemented with my consent."

Unsurprisingly, upon hearing his words, the beautiful face in front of him, which had been a little more fragile after being injured, turned cold at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Did I tell you not to mention this matter again?" Jung Soo-yeon stared at Han Yu, her eyes burst out with sharpness and coldness that were completely different from before.

"I know you don't want to recall this, but there are some things that I think must be clear between you and me."

"I don't need to make it clear!"

The sharp and clear voice even attracted the attention of some patients and nurses around. Fortunately, Han Yu had already pulled up the curtain, so that not many people noticed that the famous Jessica Zheng Xiuyan was lying near them at this time. hospital bed.

"OPPA...I told you before, the matter is over and it's over, and even I, the victim, don't want to pursue it any further, so what are you?"

Facing Jung Soo-yeon's menacing stare, Han Yu's face was always indifferent. He closed the magazine and put it aside, and then said to the girl in a leisurely manner: "Whether it's you or me, before I thought I was intentionally trying to tear down Girls’ Generation in the past, so I pulled you out and used it as an entry point.”

"Enough, I don't want to hear..."

Jung Soo-yeon had a sullen face, turned her head and turned sideways on the bed, and pulled up the quilt to cover her ears.

"However, after recalling that memory myself, I realized that my previous thinking was wrong."

"Enough, didn't you hear what I said?"

"I didn't want to use you as an opportunity to break up Girls' Generation."

"I've said enough!"

The whole person sat up from the bed, Zheng Xiuyan turned her head to stare at Han Yu with disheveled hair, panting slightly, and the violent ups and downs of her chest showed her inner unrest at the moment.

However, facing the glaring eyes in his hair, Han Yu still said what he wanted to say in a soft voice: "——My purpose is to make a choice for you."

In an instant, Jung Soo-yeon who was biting her lower lip was stunned.

Choose for me...?

"To be honest, I don't know exactly what kind of conflict happened between you and Taeyeon until now. But based on what I learned at the time, I can fully understand your situation."

As he spoke, Han Yu raised his head and looked at those dazed eyes.

"You want to find another path for your life, don't you?"

Jung Soo-yeon clenched her hands on the bed.

"Actually, all these problems should stem from the limitations of the female idol profession itself, or it is also related to your own uneasy personality."

"There seems to be such unfairness between men and women. Male idols can easily continue to be popular, but female idols rarely meet such long-lasting fans. As they grow older, even the former Hallyu queen, idols This career seems to be gradually not suitable for you.”

"So you start to realize that it's time for you to find a new future for yourself."

"The reason why you choose to create a fashion brand is both helpless and inevitable. Compared with the job of an artist, you actually prefer to work in the fashion industry, right? The reason why you became an artist back then was just because you liked the job on stage. The feeling of receiving the attention of the world. Later, with the hard work, this love gradually became a kind of persistence in life.”

"You also like singing and acting, but it's just that you like it as a hobby. You know that you can't be like Taeyeon and the others. Even if the group disbands, you can continue to be in this world by transforming into a real singer or actor. The circle survives."

"So, you decided to create your own fashion brand for your own future plans and to realize your long-term aspirations."

"To be honest, this feeling should be like other artists running a side business, just like many people running a barbecue restaurant. In your opinion, there is no difference in essence between the two, but you don't understand why people don't like it so much. this matter……"

A hand suddenly grabbed the shirt on Han Yu's chest, little by little, and grabbed it with his fingertips.

"Stop talking... I'm in a bad mood, I don't want to hear..."

Han Yu's voice stopped, and then he stood up without saying a word, and lay down while supporting the figure who looked particularly weak at this moment.

"I just want to tell you...others don't understand you, but I can understand you. The determination shown by SM back then made me realize that instead of making you have a difficult choice between the group and your own career, It’s better to let me make the decision for you. However, I must also apologize to you for this, not only because I decided to let you leave SM, but also because I made the decision for your life without authorization.”

The hand that grabbed Han Yu's shirt suddenly tightened.

She held Han Yu tightly, unwilling to let go.

And Han Yu also lowered his body, allowing her to grab him, with his head bowed in silence.

"You're a... utter bastard."

After a while, she seemed to have finally come to a conclusion, and a very low voice resounded faintly between the two of them.

"Well, I'm a bastard." Han Yu nodded without any burden, then raised his hand, took the hand that had been holding on to his clothes, took it off, and stuffed it into the bed Inside, "So now the bastard is leaving, you can take a good rest. Your agent and assistant will come to you later."

"But... I find that I love you more and more. What should I do?"

Just as he was about to turn around, the whisper from behind made him stop uncontrollably.

But soon, he straightened his shirt without changing his face, and replied casually: "Don't love the bastard. In the end, the only one who gets hurt is yourself."

There was no answer from behind, and there was silence.

"Oh, right."

Pulling back the curtain, Han Yu thought of something again, and said without turning his head: "I don't care if what happened today is an accident or not. I don't want it to happen again. To be honest, I'm a little angry and I blame myself. Blame you. Blame you for not being careful. And...Xiujing is not a child, she will fight for what she wants, and she doesn't need you to give it to her. Failure or success is only her own business, she will not Blame others, and don’t blame yourself.”

After finishing speaking, under Zheng Xiuyan's gaze, the tall figure walked out, and the curtain closed, completely covering his traces in her eyes.

After a long time.

There was a low self-mockery that no one heard.

"What right do I have to give up something that I don't even own?"

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(End of this chapter)