Leave the hotel and enter the crowded subway.

Maybe it was because he was frightened by Li Zhien's "The police are coming" for a while, which made Lin Zhexun a little exhausted. He is really tired now.

With my head on the verge of collapse, my nose was still surrounded by the smell of mixed perfume of jasmine and rose. Several times I almost fell forward.

He had to "go home" for an appointment at noon, but there were still several hours before noon. So he planned to go home to have a good rest, relieve the hangover, change his clothes, and then drive to his "parents" home in the southeast of Han River.

Lin Zhexun and his parents are separated. His current home is in Mapo-gu, northwest of Seoul, one in the southeast and one in the northwest. The distance between the two places is not short. In Seoul, which is usually very congested, it usually takes at least 40 minutes to get there from the Han River.

Travel southeast across the entire city to Mapo.

There are some objective reasons for living alone in Mapo. That is because the Judicial Training Institute he is currently studying in is located in Goyang City, northwest of Seoul. Although Mapo-gu is still a certain distance from Goyang, it is still far away from Goyang.

It's not too far. It only takes a little time to drive to Gaoyang every time I go to the training institute. It's not too troublesome.

Mapo-gu may be relatively remote, but it still belongs to Seoul.

This is also good news for the current Lin Zhexun. After all, Lin Zhexun now and the Lin Zhexun before are two people. Even if two people living in two countries have memories, they have different customs, cultural backgrounds, and conversation.

His habits and ways of thinking are different. Strangers may not be familiar with his changes, but as Lin Zhexun's biological parents, how could they possibly not be able to tell the difference?

At least now that the two parties don't live together, it can save him from such hard role-playing every day, right?

He nodded his head in a flash, and as the subway started to accelerate, he temporarily lost control of the center, and his head fell to the right and fell on a shoulder next to him. It was very fragrant, but a bit hard, and it felt like a girl's.

Of course Lin Zhexun knew that this was not a dream, so he quickly woke up and apologized. "Miane, I didn't mean to do it. I was dozing off a bit."

"It's okay, it's understandable." The girl is quite generous, at least more generous than that guy Li Zhien. At least she can be considerate and considerate of herself, knowing that she is very tired. It's not like that Li Zhien, who is a big star and still makes fun of himself.

Bad review!!! Lin Zhexun must have a place in Li Zhien’s black fan club!!!

Lin Zhexun, who had dark circles under his eyes, squeezed his thigh hard. He had already suffered a loss with women today and could no longer cause trouble to himself and others. In order to prove his innocence, he stared straight ahead.

So the perfume smells like hers? Obviously the jasmine and rose mixed perfume on the right has a stronger scent.

Wine and perfume are very similar brothers. The main components are alcohol. This really bothered the hungover Lin Zhexun.

This headache has been going on for 7 chapters, can it still make people calm down and think better?

...

"Hapjing Station will be here soon. Please take your belongings and get ready to get off."

Lin Zhexun was so excited that he stood up and charged towards the crowd as if he was facing death.

Ouch, belly!!

It hurts!! Why is this woman riding the subway wearing such pointy high heels??

Are you gay? You’re rubbing my ass!!

Who is pulling my clothes? Is he sick?

MMP, who has body odor!!! It stinks to death!!! Koreans don’t even smell good perfume... Actually, the perfume is pretty good.

Seoul also has a population of tens of millions, so the flow of people during rush hours is definitely not small. Lin Zhexun rubbed his stomach that was a little painful from being pushed, endured the pain of being stepped on by high heels, and followed with a little stagger.

The flow of people moved forward.

To be honest, Lin Zhexun really felt like he was in a dream. In a flash, he came to Seoul, to this city that he was very "familiar" but also very unfamiliar. He had memories of this city and was familiar with the streets here.

The alley, I am familiar with the customs and customs here. But this memory is completely not my own.

Although my previous life was quite depressing, I was always exposed to the negative emotions of society, and there were a lot of life pressures to face. But every time I felt lost, I knew that there was another corner of the city.

, with his own parents waiting for him to go home safely under the light. He knows that as long as he persists, he will one day be able to live a good life.

Therefore, his mentality is pretty good and he can persevere.

But what about here? He has memories that can be left behind, but that doesn't mean that emotions can also survive.

I have the memory of Lin Zhexun before, so that means... I may really "die". So what should my parents do? Were they a little heartbroken when they found out? My younger brother

Can you take good care of them?

While walking, I took out my mobile phone.

Domestic numbers... seem to require +86.

He wiggled his fingers tremblingly and slowly pressed on the 11-digit phone number that was so familiar to him that he even knew it by heart.

I read it over and over again, my fingers hovering in front of the dial button, but I just didn’t have the courage to press it. If the dial was dialed, what should I say in the first sentence? If the dial couldn’t be dialed, would I still be resting?

.Will it disturb her rest? Do I need to send a text message first to ask if she is busy? Or do I need to wait a few more hours before calling? Yes, yes, it is only around 7 o'clock in China now. At this time, the mother should

Still resting.

He felt that his hands were very heavy. Like iron, like stone.

I was a little numb and walked forward surrounded by the crowd. Every step I took was taken by myself, and every step was pushed by others. As for the emotions of the walking people, naturally they would not be noticed by others.

After all, a subway is a subway. There is always an end and there is always an upward passage.

The distracted Lin Zhexun naturally did not notice the upward escalator in front of him. He lost his center of gravity due to the splitting of the elevator steps and fell backward. On the ceiling, dazzling white LED lights illuminated the entire space.

It shines like heaven.

Is this the feeling of death? I heard that before a person dies, his eyes are completely white, his body is very light, and he cannot feel the comfort of gravity.

Feeling the feeling of his soul ascending to heaven, Lin Zhexun felt very relaxed and at ease. But he didn't know why, but he could still smell a smell of jasmine and rose water.

Is this popular in heaven?

"Sir, are you okay?" The voice was a little hoarse, which woke up Lin Zhexun who was experiencing the experience of ascending to heaven. Because he knew clearly that the gods in the sky could not have hoarse voices!!! It was even more impossible to speak Korean!!! This

None of them conform to Lin Zhexun’s fantasy about heaven!!!

His thoughts finally returned to him from the sky. Lin Zhexun felt someone supporting him behind him and looked back.

I saw a girl in black clothes holding her back with both hands, and her right hand was even holding on to her clothes.

Lin Zhexun quickly held the handrail of the elevator, then reset his body and thanked the girl: "Thank you, I was distracted all of a sudden, and my mental state is a little bad."

"It's okay, I wanted to thank you originally."

A little embarrassed, I nodded to the other party. Although I didn't know why the other party wanted to thank me. But I was leaning on the other party's shoulder just now, and now the other party is helping me. It's really embarrassing. How can I be a woman?

Making a fool of yourself in front of you?

After all this peach blossom calamity! Or is today really my own Good Friday?

The elevator slowly rose. Lin Zhexun finally stopped being distracted this time and stepped out of the subway exit. After checking the direction, he prepared to walk back to his home.

"Um, do you know how to get to YG Entertainment?" It was still the same hoarse voice, and he gently tugged on Lin Zhexun's clothes.

He turned to look back at the girl, a little confused: "YG Entertainment?"

"Yes, YG Company." The girl's eyes were full of determination.

I've never heard of it. Lin Zhexun recalled the name and made sure that he didn't know anything about YG Entertainment. "Do you have an address? Is there a reference? It would be better if there are photos of the building where the company is located."

The girl was stunned and quickly flipped through her phone to find the information and handed it to Lin Zhexun.

Lin Zhe looked at his cell phone and chuckled. He was familiar with the ugly building in the information, and had even seen it all the time. He saw a dark gray building that was half made of glass curtain walls and half dark gray concrete.

, nearly half of the first and second floors are hollowed out, supported only by a few cement load-bearing columns. Overall, it feels like an appendix building that was half-built and then moved in hastily without the budget.

However, these were just inner complaints and thoughts, and he still answered the other party's question: "Isn't this the address written on it? It's not far from here, to the southwest. You can see it if you walk a few hundred meters over there.

arrive."

After saying this, Lin Zhexun wanted to turn around and leave, but the moment he turned around, the girl's face was still full of doubts and confusion. She seemed a little unable to understand what Lin Zhexun said.

"What's wrong?"

"Well...I can't tell the difference between east, west, north and south..."

Okay, road crazy itself is a characteristic shared by most human beings.

"You need to cross the road from here, and then walk along the road in the direction of the Han River. You will see this building after walking for about 3 minutes."

The girl nodded ignorantly, thanked her, and then started the last journey towards her destination. She had already taken the wrong subway twice today, and hoped she would not make another mistake this time.

Lin Zhexun watched the girl wait for the pedestrian traffic light again, and then walked towards the Han River. He kept thinking about the girl's appearance in his mind. It always seemed familiar, like a certain star? Who was it?
Chapter completed!