Chapter 87: Thunderstorm
The night was destined to be sleepless.
For example, Yun'er is on the sofa in the living room of the dormitory at this time, drinking yogurt, the TV only has a picture, and the sound is minimized. It was clear that she was a little absent-minded and didn't watch TV at all.
Actually...... Actually, Yuna is not irritable at all! really, not irritable at all!
If I was a little irritable at first, but after thinking about the three pills, the originally somewhat depressed feeling was actually swept away.
Maybe she was born a somewhat childish person, so Yun'er often finds a point to support, as long as she is a little happy, she will not easily fall into sadness. The same is true at this time, although many things make her exhausted, but today it seems that there is not much burden at all.
That feeling, probably like playing a game and opening a plug-in, has a feeling of being indomitable, and will not be afraid. And the source of this courage is actually just three careful pills. It turns out that the essence of Wang Taika is a plug-in?
But speaking of which, Yuna really trusts Wang Taika. After all, a person like Yun'er, who is very tactful, will not be easily angry with others. And her anger with Wang Taika actually proves that she really cares about Wang Taika.
Of course, it's the kind of care that is close to the deceased! Otherwise, what would it be? It is very good that two people can have such a deep friendship in such a short period of time. If you go deeper, you can probably only hope that Yun'er will be arched by a pig one day, and then she will suddenly like Wang Taika!
There are a lot of things that can't be measured in a simple way, such as time, events, or whatever. Many times, whether two people can be friends and trust each other is actually doomed when two people first meet.
If there is really such a thing as the interweaving of fate, it should be Yun'er and Wang Taika's direct and most direct, and even Song Coriander can't catch up.
How can I say it? Between Wang Taika and Song Coriander, since they separated a few years ago, there has been no trace of fate, and it really depends on Wang Taika.
And Wang Taika and Yun'er have a bit of a fateful encounter.
One happened to come to the Celestial Empire to shoot her first and only Celestial Empire TV series, which was the longest she had been in the Celestial Empire. And in her TV, she met a pretty good friend, Xiaoxiao.
And the other, just at that time, the TV station canceled the documentary program, and was idle at home because of severe bipolar disorder, and then became a reality show cameraman by mistake, and then saved Xiao Xiao, and finally joined the crew by mistake.
The two of them first met from the ward, and the two just kept a polite distance from each other. But I never thought that in the end, it was intertwined step by step until today.
So speaking of which, the intersection between Wang Taika and Yun'er seems to be the deepest.
It's a pity that Wang Taika doesn't believe in such a thing as fate, otherwise he wouldn't have held on until now, and he would have set up a line with Song Coriander. In fact, sometimes, even Wang Taika himself feels that he is really cheap enough. But the thing of feelings is like a disease, and when it gets up, my head is hot, and I really can't even care about anything.
Phew!
Yun'er was thinking about it when a whisper suddenly came from behind her: "Yun'er Oni, don't you sleep so late?"
Yuna turned around and saw busy.
Xiaoxian rubbed his eyes: "It's unhealthy to drink yogurt so late." ”
Yun'er tilted her head weakly: "Do you want to use verbal violence against Ernie again?"
"I'm sorry. Xiaoxian apologized first, and then continued to say honestly: "But you will really die like this." ”
"Got it! I got it! I'll go to sleep!" Yun'a was helpless, put on her slippers and was about to go back to her room, but was stopped by Xiaoxian.
"Ernie?"
"What's wrong?" Yuna was stunned for a moment, then threw the yogurt box into the trash: "The garbage is in the trash, I know!"
"No!" Xiao Xian couldn't help laughing, and then asked very seriously, "Ernie, are you and that king...... Is that VJ familiar?"
Yun'er was stunned for a moment, and then reacted: "Wang Taika? Oh, it's okay, what's wrong?"
Xiaoxian bit his lip, and then said seriously: "I misunderstood that he was a black fan before, and I felt sorry, so I thought I would have a chance to apologize in person." ”
"Huh?" Yun'er couldn't help but hug Xiaoxian and said, "It's okay, his character doesn't care about these at all." And although you thought about it, you didn't do anything hostile to him, and you didn't say anything hostile to him. That guy of his, who is hypocritical himself, hates other people's hypocrisy the most. If you say that, it will make him feel inexplicable and even burdensome. ”
Xiaoxian nodded, and then looked at Yun'er: "Why does Yun'er Oni know him so well?
"Forehead......" Yun'er grinned, she really wanted to give herself a mouth and talk nonsense!
Xiaoxian looked at Yun'er Oni's expression and changed the subject very interestingly: "But I still think it's better to apologize." ”
"Okay, well, I'll tell him next time I have a chance. After Yun'er finished speaking, she ran away and left.
Xiaoxian looked at Yun'er Oni's back, her small eyes were shining, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
......
The rain in Seoul is getting heavier and heavier, and it seems to be the heaviest rain this year.
In a building in a residential area in a remote part of Seoul, the lightning is thundering outside, but the inside is even more noisy.
The bald head who was beaten very badly by Wang Taika is even worse at this time. His clothes were stripped naked, only his shorts remained, his hands tied behind his back, covered in bloody scars, and he fell to his knees. From time to time, blood flowed from the corners of the mouth, which was really miserable.
And in the direction of this bald kneeling, there is a shabby solid wood desk with a broken computer on it, and a man is playing a game of spider solitaire with it. Maybe it's because the computer is too worn, so I can only play Spider Solitaire, which comes with the computer.
"Brother Baozi, this is the thing, I'm real...... There is no way to ......" The bald man had been beaten to the point of not being human, but he still knelt on the ground obediently, motionless, and even his voice changed.
The man playing with the computer was dressed in a suit, but he was wearing a pair of very old slippers on his feet, and he was seriously playing Spider Solitaire.
The bald man was even more panicked, he knew how miserable the consequences would be if he annoyed the person in front of him! After all, in Seoul, his name was really a nightmare that everyone knew!
"More than a dozen people, chased and beaten by others. No, it was beaten down by a person. The man named Baozi said in a disjoyful and sad tone: "Even if it is a dozen pigs, he can't catch them so quickly, right?"
The bald man doesn't know what to say.
As soon as Baozi turned around, he got off the swivel chair, and then his true face was revealed. It looks pretty good, and it should be a very stylish man. But on the big night, I still wear a pair of sunglasses, which looks a little weird.
"Brother Baozi......" The bald man couldn't help but tremble with fright.
One of the buns' hands took something out of his pocket, and then threw it in front of the bald head: "Look at you, you can't speak clearly." Looks like I should have left you a few teeth!"
At this time, all the teeth in the bald man's mouth were pulled out alive. And the buns were thrown in front of the bald man, all of which were teeth with blood on them.
"Give you twelve hours, half a day to find the whereabouts of that man, and I'll meet him. Baozi turned around and took out a pen from the table and put it in his breast pocket: "If there is no news at twelve o'clock tomorrow noon, then you can go to this better position on the Mapo Bridge!"
"Yes, yes, I'll find it!" said the bald man, but he was still grateful.
Baozi touched the pen on his chest and continued to play his spider solitaire. While playing, he scolded with his Chinese: "These damn sticks...... If you dare to mess with me, you will die!"
It's just that this sentence was muffled by a thunderous roar, and no one heard it......