The next morning, good news came from Krystal, saying that after taking Daffey according to the normal treatment method, Zheng Ermao's condition improved rapidly. The most fatal high fever had subsided and tonsillitis had also improved.》》 Kim Jong-ming breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the news. To be honest, caring was a mess. He was frightened by the previous 5,000 deaths, and he didn't care about anything else. But now he knew that the high fever had subsided, he felt relieved. After all, this means that the greatest danger had been almost eliminated.

After his heart relaxed, Kim Jong-ming finally knew to care about other people. Sure enough, Shirley and Xiao A were all getting better, and Zhao Quan did not show any serious symptoms from beginning to end. It seemed that everything was about to calm down... but he was still locked up!

So, Kim Jong-ming fell completely into boredom!

One morning, he watched two movies and opened another collection of historical papers. However, when he flipped through a "Schematic diagram of the migration of Dongyi" he began to become impatient. He threw down the book and turned on the TV. It was all a routine... Life is meaningless, and there are still five and a half days, how can he live?!

After finally staying up until noon, Kim Jong-ming wanted to talk to Zheng's mother, but Ms. Li Jingshu came in and gave her a bento and left without looking back, saying that her daughter was still in the hospital! This was reasonable and Kim Jong-ming had to accept it. But the question is what should I do? It would be better if you help me lead Baker over. I also have a thought when I look at her old and weak lying in the living room and sleeping?

But... Jin Zhongming was soon left in the huge room! He watched TV for a while and then stopped watching TV. He played games for a while and didn't want to play games anymore. In this case, let alone reading books. As for swearing online and fighting pictures... Now that the situation of Krystal has stabilized, he has no mind. Could it be... he has to count the stopwatch?

But at this moment, a crisp doorbell rang suddenly, and Jin Zhongming looked at the door in surprise. This was not Enjing who came to ask him for a private meeting, right? Well, please forgive a virgin's dirty thought. In fact, he immediately reacted. This would never be Eunjing. Because Eunjing would definitely make preparations for cover, and if no one was taking it in that state, Eunjing would not be able to go upstairs directly. After all, the building's preservation is still very good. Then it can only be Xika, but why didn't Xika come in directly? This naughty kid knows how to be polite?

No matter what, he was so idle that he opened the door quickly, and there were a group of little girls who were looking in curiously. Of course, the leader was not the little girls, but Chu Long.

No wonder the guard didn't stop him. No wonder he rang the doorbell so politely.

"Aren't you afraid of being infected?" Jin Zhongming asked helplessly, yawning.

"How could you really get infected?" Endi retorted with disdain. "And I pushed Sister Chu Long over this time to actually ask about the situation of Krystal..."

"It's reasonable and speechless. Krystal is in good condition and has basically been controlled." Jin Zhongming nodded repeatedly. "That... Oh, thank you for your hard work."

"Why do you have to let Sister Chulong work at your house?" Endi took the time to look at the house while not forgetting to find fault. "Don't you prepare a drink for us?"

Jin Zhongming sighed and also focused his eyes on Chu Long, who was busy making tea. In fact, since Chu Long returned to this room, he became obviously excited. He distributed drinks to a few little girls and made tea for him. He opened the refrigerator and entered the kitchen. He was still cutting a plate of pastries. In short, he never stopped doing all kinds of movements.

"Actually..." Jin Zhongming thought for a moment. "She should be used to it..."

"This house is quite big. I remember you told me that I have been buying it for several years. It should appreciate a lot now, right?" Endi finally couldn't help but start to stand up and look at the house carefully.

"You can't seriously talk about one topic before talking about another?" Kim Jong-ming was almost choked to death by the other party.

"What do you care about me?" said mercifully, and he had already touched the balcony, and then began to look at the Han River.

Jin Zhongming was extremely helpless, but fortunately, it was not just her and Chu Long who came.

"You are Naeon, are you?" As soon as Eundi left, Kim Jong-ming greeted the row of little girls who had been hiding behind Eundi. "The first time I came to me, don't be too reserved."

Sun Naen, who was the first to be involved, nodded repeatedly, but she could still see that she was a little nervous.

"Are you Pu Mei?" Kim Jong-ming continued to greet him. "Chu Long talked to me about you."

"Hey, it means that Sister Chu Long has also talked to me about you." She was so nervous when she was a strong personality like Pu Mei.

"Nan Zhu... you don't need to protect your jar of milk so well. I really won't rob it." Jin Zhongming greeted one by one. "This is Yu Yang, right? I heard Chu Long talk about you, uh, it's Xia Rong in the end?"

The youngest Wu Xiarong was obviously the most nervous. Even though she had already bowed and greeted her at the door, she stood up and greeted her for a special time. However, this time the bow was a little strange. It was always in her hands, and was regarded as a furry thing by Kim Jong-ming as a glove or a handguard. It suddenly fell from her hands, and then climbed directly along the floor to Kim Jong-ming's feet. Finally, she stepped on Kim Jong-ming's knee and crawled into the gap in the cushion on the sofa.

"Representative, I'm so sorry." Wu Xiarong felt a little scared.

"Nothing." Jin Zhongming grabbed the little white ball's tail in a daze and pulled the river to the other party. "Why are you so afraid of me? Chulong's education is not in place, everyone is frightened... Is this coal?"

After some struggle, the coal was raised in the air by Kim Jong-ming with one hand, but it was immediately snatched away by eunuch.

"How did you bring it here?" Kim Jong-ming was curious. "Didn't you just say that you came here by train this time? Can you bring this on the train?"

Endi smiled proudly, then turned his hand and threw the coal into the hat of his down jacket, then tightened the rope on the hat's mouth, and a pocket that was enough to hold a kitten appeared.

"You can't focus on your business?" Jin Zhongming was speechless.

"oppa." Chu Long finally finished everything. The arrival of her and a large plate of snacks made the atmosphere here finally get rid of the tension and embarrassment. "This is a pine nut pie specially taken for you, with your black tea."

"Thank you very much." Jin Zhongming thanked repeatedly.

"Is the oppa in good spirits?" Chu Long put a small plate of pine nuts next to Jin Zhongming and sat on the handrail of the sofa next to him. "I always feel something is wrong with you today."

"I was so bored that I was so tired." Kim Jong-ming laughed dryly. "I don't know what to do and think after I know Krystal's condition is controlled today. If you don't come, I will probably have to count the stopwatch. There are so many things outside, but I can't interfere at all."

"But oppa." Chu Long was a little puzzled. "Although it's an isolation, you can go out, right? Didn't you just need to report to the hospital?"

"It's not that." Kim Jong-ming shook his head repeatedly. "This is what public figures are. It's better to do less controversial things. Although you can go out, you can't do anything if you ignore public health and safety. And mercy, you are a trainee now. It's a child. It's natural that you're nothing to hide your cat in your hat and get on the train. If you debut later, such things will be targeted. There are professional antitis in South Korea..."

"Did you hear it?" Chu Long lowered his face and educated Endi. "Endi, don't do such things in the future!"

"Hey!" Endi replied in a low voice. She felt that Sister Chu Long and Kim Jong-ming were like the boss and the boss lady who were sitting opposite each other. And the most important thing is, when Sister Long sat down there, where did Kim Jong-ming come from? Isn't this very straightforward? It was obvious that we thought we were young and didn't want to talk to us.

Sure enough, as Endi thought, the six little girls sat on one side of the sofa, eating pastries, drinking drinks, and teasing the little white cat, purely entertaining themselves. Jin Zhongming, opposite, was completely chatting with Chu Long beside him, without any master's awareness, and he had never even looked at them, such little girls from beginning to end.

"I feel that I'm a little thinner than last time, but I'm obviously a little haggard. It's only been less than a month, right?" Jin Zhongming asked with his head tilted to stare at Chu Long's face. "Are you very tired?"

"It's not too tired." Chu Long wiggled his hair in his ears and shook his head. "But it's really stressful. Look at the six of them. The bigger 93 years and the smaller 96 years, I was the only one in 91 years. I always feel that being with them will make you look old. Will I be out of touch with the mainstream idols when I debut again?"

"That won't be." Jin Zhongming looked at Chulong's beautiful cheek in a daze, and then quickly comforted him after two seconds. "If you calculate this way, Tara's combination has two older sisters from 1986... Isn't they very popular now?"

"If I could have the same childlike appearance as that senior Quan Baolan..." Chu Long lowered his head and gave a speechless answer.

Kim Jong-ming laughed loudly. Chu Long couldn't help laughing, but all of this caused Zheng Eun-di and others on the other side to slander. So many of us come to see you, so you only chat with Sister Chu Long? Are you still so excited? Do you think we are a decoration?

But the rules of South Korea. When they are young, they have no human rights. No matter how unhappy the six people are, they can't help it. The other five people are afraid of Kim Jong-ming, and when they are neglected, they can only be next to each other. In the end, these six people had to breathe with the coal in their arms... Well, from more than 1:00 pm to more than 4:00 pm, the poor white cat even had a lot of hair that had been spent in winter on their bodies was pulled down by a group of little girls, but one cat could not defeat twelve hands and could only be abused.

Finally, at five o'clock in the evening, looking at the wall clock on the wall, Chu Long stood up reluctantly and said goodbye: "Oppa, I have agreed to Sister Zhengya this time, but because I have to manage my figure, I still have to go back to have supper. We... it's time to go back."

"It's okay to krystal or me, there's no problem." Kim Jong-ming reiterated what he said at the beginning. "Anyway, you don't have to worry too much. I guess krystal will be discharged from the hospital in two days. Thank you for coming here this time, I... won't send it out."

Chu Long nodded, no longer spoke, but just said goodbye with six little girls.

Jin Zhongming did not go out to watch him watch, but sat there all the way. However, as soon as the door was closed, he took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Well...oppa is really rare." The man opposite was obviously a little surprised by Kim Jong-ming's phone call.

"Is it convenient to speak?" Kim Jong-ming ignored the other party's feelings.

"Of course, the agent oppa is next to us, but there is not any topic between us yet, right?" the man opposite replied with a little strange. "If you have any oppa, just talk about it."

"It's like this Taeyeon." Kim Jong-ming stood up helplessly and walked to the balcony. "I heard that you are very knowledgeable about piercing your ears..."

"This doesn't seem like something good, right?" Kim Taeyeon on the opposite side completely understood that she couldn't. "It's just a way to relieve stress. You don't want to pierce your ears, right? This is not your style... I know. Is there a girl who is familiar with her suddenly pierces with more unconventional ears, which makes you a little confused?"

Jin Zhongming didn't say anything.

"oppa." Kim Taeyeon sighed. "I'll just say it, this is not a good thing. Although ear piercings are something that can be covered by fashion and fashion, if girls really have ear piercings outside the left and right. Especially for girls who are usually very well-behaved, that means... In short, I can't say it well. If I could say it well, I wouldn't do it like that. But oppa, my mother told me that no matter what, this is indeed a disguised way of self-harm and relieve stress. I can't refute this, but I know there is something else hidden in it, such as thinking of remembering and engraving... I can't say it well, but do you understand this? oppa?...oppa?"

After hearing the word "Embroidered" and hung up the phone directly. Now he was standing on the balcony staring at the Han River water below.

Just now, when Chu Long was sitting beside him, Jin Zhongming clearly saw that the girl had three obvious ear piercings on her ear close to her. But half a month ago, that night, he could still clearly remember that Chu Long's ear was on the normal side at that time.

Why did such a well-behaved child suddenly have two extra ear piercings? What did she want to remember or engrave? Is today's easy-going and cheerfulness pretending to be disguised? Or is she too careless?

Kim Jong-ming really doesn't want to explore this issue.

However, his random thoughts and worries were soon over, because Chulong came again in the evening the next day.

The reason is very interesting. Chu Long said that she went to Hongdae to buy things. When she passed by downstairs, she wanted to come up and ask about Krystal's situation. Of course, she also wanted to take a look at Kim Jong-ming's situation by the way because she was worried that Kim Jong-ming was a little bored.

"Krystal is fine at all." Kim Jong-ming nodded and responded. "She had already spoken to me last night. If she recovered quickly, she would probably be discharged from the hospital in the next two days..."

"But Oppa still needs to continue to be isolated?" Chu Long asked with a smile.

"Oh." Kim Jong-ming replied weakly. "There is nothing I can do about it."

"Don't worry, oppa." Chu Long followed up with a little excitedly. "I will come to accompany you more after returning from the company after class these days!"

Jin Zhongming was stunned for a few seconds. He actually nodded with a smile.

This is not because Kim Jong-ming is fond of heart or bad intentions, but because he feels that with his current emotional foundation and thickness, there is no need to treat Chu Long too harshly.

Thinking about the reason why he had to grit his teeth and send Chu Long out was that he was more worried that he would not be able to control Chu Long's feelings, but now? He and Enjing are indeed inseparable, and he doesn't think there is any external force to shake their relationship.

Secondly, Chu Long herself also said these things that night. Although she had not stopped thinking about them, she was indeed willing to treat these things with a calm attitude.

In addition, what happened yesterday also made Kim Jong-ming a little alert. Although he didn't know what the girl was thinking about piercing her ears, the slightly haggard and thin face showed that the reason for decompression was absolutely present, which made Kim Jong-ming a little scared.

In the final analysis, even if we put aside the entanglements later, Chu Long is still the fat girl sitting on the wall and questioning him. He doesn't want the girl to be suppressed or hurt. And if the two can get along with each other calmly and return to the previous casual and naturalness, then if there is really a price, Kim Jong-ming is willing to recognize it himself.

I am a man, and there is no reason to let a girl take on these things. Things are that simple.

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