At the beginning of June, It was already hot.
The taxi stopped outside an old alley in Lin Road. Jimin got out out of the car with a large bag in his hand.
He walked into the alley, with three or four-story old brick houses on either side. Because the house has not been repaired for many years, it looks shabby and feels a bit dangerous.
It was the hottest day at noon, the fiery sun shone brightly against the alley, and the alley was stuffy and hot, which was very uncomfortable.
Jimin sweated his back, pulled the neckline of the t-shirt anxiously, walked to the middle of the alley, suddenly turned to the left, and went straight upstairs.
Jungkook sold an old house at home for 100,000 a while ago, and rented a house in the old alley of Lin Road. The house is very old but the rent is cheap.
Jimin reached the third floor and knocked at the door. "JK, it's me".
Footsteps came from inside, and the door opened and Jungkook stood deep inside.
He had just taken a bath and was scrubbing his head. He had no clothes on his upper body and a pair of black trousers.
Jungkook was darker than before, with a strong upper body, shoulders, chests, waist and abdomen, large and small injuries, bruises and the right shoulder injury was the most serious, and a split was made and healed.
As soon as Jimin saw Jungkook, he frowned suddenly, "Are you taking a bath? Isn't it doctor said you can't touch water to wound?"
"It's okay" Jungkook whispered, and turned to walk inside the house.
Jimin followed the room, closing the door and couldn't help thinking about him, "Can you please listen to the doctor, or do you want to die?"
Jungkook simply wiped his hair, threw the towel on the coffee table, bent over, picked up the white-t-shirt on the sofa, drilled his head, and quickly put it on.
There are many professional books stacked on the coffee table, one of which is opened, with dense notes on it.
Jimin came over, put the bag in his hand on the coffee table, and by the way helped Jungkook to pile books everywhere, "Di you stay up late night? Didn't doctor you say you need to take a good rest these days? It's not your way of life Jungkook".
Jungkook didn't say anything, went to the kitchen to get a clean glass, and poured a glass of water of Jimin.
Jimin squatted in front of the coffee table, opened the bag, and took out everything in it. "I brought you a la carte, instant noodle dumplings, and milk bread. You just want to save money and don't keep hoeing".
Jungkook's throat was slightly tight, and he walked over and handed the cup to Jimin.
Looking at something on the table, his voice was a little dumb. "Thank you Jimin".
"No thanks" Jimin took the cup and sat on the ground.
He raised his head, his eyes fell on a mouth next to Jungkook's deep eyebrow, and couldn't help sighing, "If Lili sees you like this now, she might cry".
Jungkook shuddered heartily, looking at Jimin, "Don't tell her".
"I know". After a pause, he said again, "But she is been looking for you everywhere recently. Are you really not planning to contact her?"
Jungkook had a sore throat and was silent for a long time before he said, "Sooner or later she will forget".
Jimin looked at Jungkook and suddenly didn't know what to say.
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